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Je n’ai pas dormi de la nuit. Attaché comme ça avec la peur au ventre. Je ne vois rien et au moindre bruit me fait sursauter J’ai tellement froid. Quand je commence a voir les premières lueurs du jour, je suis soulager. Le livreur n’est pas venu et mon calvaire va être fini. Je commence a sentir le soleil me réchauffer la peau et commence a somnoler. Il me réveiller avec l’eau de la hose. -Et puis salope passer une belle nuit. Moi j’ai dormi comme un bebe -Oui maitre j’ai passé une belle nuit...
Je n'?tais pas loin d'avoir touch? le fond. Le coin n'?tait qu'une l?pre oubli?e dans la ville, o? venaient ?chouer les brutes et les ?clop?s, refoul?s comme du pus chass? d'un corps. Moi, je logeais au dernier ?tage d'un immeuble ? mis?re, dans une pi?ce grise dont la porte ne fermait plus. Les seuls meubles, c'?tait un matelas pos? au sol et une lampe dont je devais retirer l'ampoule chaque fois que je sortais, pour ne pas me la faire voler. Le palier n'?tait qu'une succession de petites chambres identiques ? la mienne, p...
Je donne rendez-vous à Mélissa vers 20h dans une commune avec pour consigne une jupe sans sous-vêtement avec un petit mot bien décolleté. Arrivée 20h je rejoins Mélissa nous avons chacun notre voiture je l'embrasse en guise de bonjour et je lui dis prends ta voiture et suis-moi. Nous nous sommes dirigés vers un belvédère la nuit commence à tomber nous descendons chacun de nos voitures et nous nous dirigeons vers le point de vue, là je place Mélissa contre la barrière je lève sa jupe, elle ne...
The text arrived a couple of days later. Jacqui introduced herself and gave a brief description of herself and her interests, and I replied in kind. We swapped emails and pictures and arranged to meet a week or so later at a bar near the town centre. I put a lot of thought into my dress and general presentation for our meeting, it was going to be a real first for me. I finally settled for a cream coloured dress, buttoned down the front and hemmed about half-way down my thighs. My make up would...
LesbianIt was a fucking disaster. Eli pushed the heel of his hands deep into his eyes, cupping the upper ridge of his eye sockets. A gesture he hoped would stem the stream of guttural curses stirring and bubbling in his throat from bursting out his mouth. He groaned instead, the utter despair and depth of his humiliation evident in the resonance of his voice that sat thick like heavy cream in the air. As he pushed his hands back over his head, rubbing from his nape to his chin, over and over, the...
It was a fucking disaster. Eli pushed the heel of his hands deep into his eyes, cupping the upper ridge of his eye sockets. A gesture he hoped would stem the stream of guttural curses stirring and bubbling in his throat from bursting out his mouth. He groaned instead, the utter despair and depth of his humiliation evident in the resonance of his voice that sat thick like heavy cream in the air. As he pushed his hands back over his head, rubbing from his nape to his chin, over and over, the...
Ce sont mes fantasmes inspirés par la déesse Reva exquis de photographies. C'est une sorte de journal érotique écrite en anglais parce qu'elle parle l'anglais. Veuillez pardonner les erreurs éventuelles dans grammar ;bThese are my fantasies inspired by the goddess Reva's exquisite photographs. I will post the photograph that inspired my dirty thought. This is a sort of erotic journal written in english because she speaks english and these are comments to her pictures. Please forgive any errors...
Ce sont mes fantasmes inspirés par la déesse Reva exquis de photographies. C'est une sorte de journal érotique écrite en anglais parce qu'elle parle l'anglais. Veuillez pardonner les erreurs éventuelles dans grammar ;bThese are my fantasies inspired by the goddess Reva's exquisite photographs. I will post the photograph that inspired my dirty thought. This is a sort of erotic journal written in english because she speaks english and these are comments to her pictures. Please forgive any errors...
Lisa slowly woke up and opened her eyes. As she moved her eyes, they settled on her sister's face. In a scratchy voice, she said, "Hi, Sis. Can I have a drink of water? I'm really thirsty." Tammy brushed the hair out of Lisa's eyes. "Hey, Sis! Yes, you may have a drink. How are you feeling?" Reaching over to the bedside table, she lifted a glass of water with a straw in it to her sister's lips. "Take your time drinking. Well, we now know what was wrong with you, and it will...
Characters so far Slavecunt: Very petite dark haired cute slave, only 4’11? slim with long dark hair and firm C cup tits and cute rounded ass.Mistress Lei : A small slim, cruel raven haired, sharp featured oriental Mistress. Mistress Kirsty: A large framed, large titted silver blonde German Dominatrix Mistress Kathryn: A younger, tall, attractive dark haired olive skinned Mistress.Prologue Having become involved with an extreme BDSM group to enjoy the role of Mistress, i catch the eye of some...
Every day after school the next week, we had basketball tryouts. There must have been fifty of us because Coach Hancock and Coach Mitchell were picking both the varsity and JV teams. Every guy in the school seemed to be there to try out. They ran drills. They ran dribbling practice. They ran shooting skills. They ran layups. They ran rebounds. Mostly, they ran us. I don't think I'd ever run so much. Fortunately, I'd biked a lot. My legs and lungs were strong. Whitney told me I had to do...
It is a beautiful autumn day a week before the big game with the homecoming dance afterward.Rebecca is a freshman at this college who is cute as a button but, oh, so shy. She is five feet tall with long red hair and bright green eyes. She is curvy and could stop traffic if she really wanted to. But she dresses for comfort not to impress anyone. There are enough other girls that dress to get attention.She has decided to go ahead and invest in a sexy off the shoulder red dress for Homecoming. She...
Love Storiesby BrettJ © 2010 Timothy Tate was waiting impatiently at the airport for his daughter’s plane to arrive. He was feeling mixed emotions about seeing her again. Eagerness to see Tanya, happiness about her moving back home and anger over the circumstances that had led to her return. Tanya had moved to California with her fianc? years ago, over her parent’s strenuous objections. Neither Timothy nor his wife Aneta had liked Carlos very much. Their daughter Paris put it succinctly. “He’s...
There is something about that striped blouse and dark skirt together that makes me want to do things to you. Bad things. Real bad things. You come home from work in that combo and I can’t believe how fast I’ve gotten hard. Now it’s your turn to submit. No mercy! You walk toward me with a slightly tired looking smile of greeting and I say ‘Stop. Get down on all fours. NOW!’ You look a little taken aback but you obey immediately. A deal is a deal and you always keep your word. ‘Crawl to me –...
Ashley unlocked the door to her apartment, and reached for the light switch as she stepped through. Before her hand made contact with the switch, her arm was grabbed and she was roughly pulled inside and she felt her other arm being wrapped behind her. Before she could scream out an alarm, her mouth was taped, her eyes blindfolded and she was half dragged, half walked forward…but by who…and why…what did they want? She felt herself struggle, but realized it was useless. With trepidation Ashley...
As you come into our house, you enter by the entrance way that is about three yards long. Looking to the right is a hallway with a bedroom on each side and a 3/4 bath at the end. As you walk into the living room, you look across the room and there is a futon with two large, curtained windows behind it, on the left, there is a short couch facing the futon with a coffee table between them.We placed the small couch there to give separation between the living room and the kitchen-dining room to the...
ExhibitionismI had been several months horny for my mechanic.He was a young guy, handsome and with a nice muscled body. I could imagine he also would be well hung…That day I was really horny; because my loving husband had not touched me during so many days…And I wanted to be touched…Then I picked up my nice car and went to his workshop.He was oiled up and greasy like every mechanic should be. The way he moved his hands over the engine made my body tremble in anticipation.Dressed in my killer boots and a...
Wie schon des öfteren erklärt, ist er beruflich oft unterwegs. Wir sind sehr ehrlich zu einander und leben unsere Sexfantasien gemeinsam aus! Wenn er wieder einmal für paar Tage nicht da ist, telefonieren wir abends und machen uns geil. Dabei mache ich es mir selbst bis es mir kommt, er ist dabei einfach so heiß und weiß genau was ich hören will. Aber, er spart sich immer für mich auf und macht es sich nicht selbst. Er braucht es „echt“ und will mir jeden Tropfen seiner geilheit geben! Also...
I had been away at college for several weeks, so I was looking forward to getting home and seeing my mum and dad again. It had been my first term away, and really the first time I had been away for any length of time, so I had missed them both, especially my Dad with whom I had always been very close, and with whom I felt I had always had an especially close relationship.I'd spoken to them both many times on the phone of course, and we had kept in touch by Skype, but I was still almost...
A middle-aged woman wearing a black and blue sari stepped out of the house with her little daughter and small baggage. It was very early in the morning. The sun had not come up yet. She seemed to be in a hurry as she pulled on her daughter every time she felt drowsy. “This is our only option. We must be there on time,” said Champa as she walked to the bus depot. When she was close she heard the roaring of bus seeming about to leave. The moment she saw the bus accelerate she ran for it leaving...
IncestIt was like any other morning,I got up got the breakfast ready and see about my little daughter.But that morning I was very horny and said to myself I must get fucked this morning.Then I remember the young mechanic who have a crush on me since he was about 9yrs old.Lol.....I could remember one day he watch me and said to me lets go up in the cane field I just lol at him and what wrong with this little boy ,he want to do big man thing. Never thought about him again for some years.Then one day I...
Ashley unlocked the door to her apartment, and reached for the light switch as she stepped through. Before her hand made contact with the switch, her arm was grabbed and she was roughly pulled inside and she felt her other arm being wrapped behind her. Before she could scream out an alarm, her mouth was taped, her eyes blindfolded and she was half dragged, half walked forward...but by who...and why...what did they want? She felt herself struggle, but realized it was useless. With trepidation...
ReluctanceThere is something about that striped blouse and dark skirt together that makes me want to do things to you. Bad things. Real bad things. You come home from work in that combo and I can't believe how fast I've gotten hard. Now it's your turn to submit. No mercy! You walk toward me with a slightly tired looking smile of greeting and I say "Stop. Get down on all fours. NOW!" You look a little taken aback but you obey immediately. A deal is a deal and you always keep your word. "Crawl to me -...
It was a happy homecoming party. Steve had returned home after four years of traveling the less explored parts of the world. As a talented writer and photographer, he’d paid expenses by doing articles for magazines and other publications. He’d become a bit of a local celebrity. Plus, it was his twenty fifth birthday. He was tanned, buff, and even better looking than when he had left. After the buffet some music was started in his parent’s back yard and the dancing began. As...
Your name is Millie Smith and you're an 18 year old college freshman attending the local branch of the state university. You're a couple months into classes and you've settled into your life as a student in a college town that has an active but geographically small Downtown. Like any city, even a modest one like Sageford, there are pockets of wealth (especially as you move towards the more ostentatiously named Grandford), some lovely parks, and seedy streets you avoid after dark. You're sitting...
Hey everybody, long time reader, first time poster. I couldn't get this story out of my head the past few weeks so I decided to put it to (digital) paper. Please feel free to leave a review, or you can contact me at [email protected] if you'd prefer. The usual caveats apply, and please don't repost this without permission. Thanks for reading! _________________________ Small Towns and Homecomings By Akira Marx Where was that line from, "You can never go home again?" Maybe it...
Climbing out of her car Maria gave a slight groan as the pain in her legs reminded her of the fucking she had just received. Her blouse is tied around her waste, all the buttons having been ripped off. Reaching into the car for her purse she saw the cum stains on the leather interior; wiping it up with her fingers she sucked the cum juices off of them smiling to herself. "Good to the last drop", she giggles and heads into the house, her high heels clicking on the pavement. Giggling again as...
It was a happy homecoming party. Steve had returned home after four years of traveling the less explored parts of the world. As a talented writer and photographer, he’d paid expenses by doing articles for magazines and other publications. He’d become a bit of a local celebrity. Plus, it was his twenty-fifth birthday. He was tanned, buff, and even better looking than when he had left. After the buffet dinner some music started in his parent’s back yard and the dancing began. As the plentiful...
A weary Mickey McKellar tried not to make a sound as he stepped into his familiar entry hall, but the clink of his keys in the bowl by the door sounded like the gong of a church bell to him in his current hyper-aware state. He glanced down at his stained slacks; his cock was straining against the material – still! – after more sex in this day than he’d ever had in any previous week, or month. His undershorts were long gone, probably left in the back room of the doughnut shop. He would have...
August, 1986 Agent Killian warned us that the people in New York had been talking to the people in Washington, D. C. for the last two years, plotting to kill me. This meant that we were switched from a flight from Syracuse to Dulles to a flight from Buffalo to Baltimore-Washington International Airport. A Sergeant in a Lincoln Continental waited for us at the curb outside of baggage claim with a sign saying "Alexandra and Sgt.-Maj. McKiernan" in medium-sized letters. He nodded respectfully...
100% fiction! This is the story of one of the most satisfying sexual relationships I’ve ever had; no one since has made me come harder, or longer, than my sister. 1. It began in the early summer of my nineteenth year. My parents had separated three years previously, and my sister had moved away with my mom to the west coast, while I stayed with my dad. I guess there was a lot of bad feeling between my folks, because for that three years, I didn’t see either my mom or Cathy at all; I got to...
IncestCHAPTER 1 Barbara Thompson came close to panic as she read the email from her daughter on the eve of Nikki’s homecoming after spending the last two years in England finishing her Fine Arts Degree at great expense. Barbara and husband Bass (Basil) had used the money set aside to buy another commercial property in their town of Lynch to ensure their eldest received the education she desired. The email read: ‘Hi mom, my degree with honors is in the bag and I’ll be home in two weeks. I have...
Often I have the same fantasy when I have something delivered, when a repair has to be done in my apartment or when I order a pizza. He (always a he) comes in, does what he has to do, I offer him something to drink and then I sit on my knees in no time between his legs. His (always very big cock) deep down my throat. This time no different. I had made an appointment for an annual service on my boiler. 'It will be the last address on Friday afternoon, says the friendly lady of the installation...
“That’s crazy. Let’s just stay watch the game. We’re going to get caught.” “No, we’re not. And even if we are, what are they going to do? It’s about two years too late to expel us. And it’s not like they’re not going to call the cops. After all we’re alums. Potential donors.” Clara was right, although that attitude came naturally to her. Although she came from an enormously wealthy family, she was not in the least snobby or stuck up. It was impossible, however, for her to be unaware of how her...
*** This story is fictional any comments you may have I would love to hear them. My day planner read, Monday July 10th. (Job interview at 3:30 CellAir) I was feeling pretty confident and prepared. But felt I could use a new pair of loafers to go with my slacks. So I left my apartment around 10:30 and headed toward the Mall, giving me plenty of time to find the right shoes. The mid summer heat was already up to a balmy 87 degrees and climbing. After several miles on the freeway my car started...
Group SexBabua was a poor bicycle mechanic. His immovable property consisted of a small bicycle repair garage and an adjacent small plot of land in which his earthen walled, thatch roofed hut stood. In his hut there was a window and a door made of flattened bamboo sheets. The door had no provision of locking because it was meaningless to put a lock in a bamboo made door. Latching facility was of course there. Cats, dogs and other animals were to be restricted from entering the house because Babua’s...
My old black mechanic That Thursday afternoon I was returning home early, when the engine of my nice lovely car finally exhausted his last breathe and left me in the middle of nowhere. My loving husband was flying anywhere, so I decided to call for an emergency tow. Two hours later the towing truck arrived and an old black man came to check my car. The old man was not exactly good looking. He had several cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would...
My old black mechanic That Thursday afternoon I was returning home early, when the engine of my nice lovely car finally exhausted his last breathe and left me in the middle of nowhere.My loving husband was flying anywhere, so I decided to call for an emergency tow.Two hours later the towing truck arrived and an old black man came to check my car.The old man was not exactly good looking. He had several cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would scare me...
The Greatest Lie, Chapter 14 From Prom Night to Homecoming Alexandra Rios [email protected] For me, my hometown, L.A., is not the sexy, sweaty night clubs of West Hollywood nor the porn scene of the North Valley. Though I feel more at home there, that side of L.A. is not my home but rather the world into which my transsexual destiny exiled me. Home is the leafy, moneyed boulevards and side streets of Brentwood and Bel Air, California. Beneath the swaying palms and in the...
HOMECOMING Even though it was November, it felt like spring in Tucson. Raised in the cold Midwest, Kelly felt there was something fundamentally wrong with a Homecoming game that lacked the crisp bite of impending winter, but who was she to complain? If she had been in the Midwest, she wouldn't have been able to wear a short jean skirt and flat summer sandals to go with her jersey and U of A earrings. She could not deny that the loved how cute the outfit made her feel. When her two...
Friday October 14 I woke to my hound licking my face. It seemed someone had to go out... right now! I managed to put on a pair of shorts without passing out from the pain and hobbled down the stairs. Precious met the two of us at the back door. She was starting to really show. I did a little internal calculation and figured she should have her kittens in a couple of weeks. I groaned when the cat darted into my apartment as Duke went out. I was in no mood to play ‘find the kitty.’ When I made...
That Thursday afternoon I was returning home early, when the engine of my nice lovely car finally exhausted his last breathe and left me in the middle of nowhere.My loving husband was flying anywhere, so I decided to call for an emergency tow.Two hours later the towing truck arrived and an old black man got out and approached to check my car.The old man was not exactly good looking. He had several cut scars he probably received in a knife fight. He was the type of man that would scare me under...
Last hot summer, on a June weekend, after doing some aerobics workout at a Fitness Club, and then shopping at the nearby stores, I saw a tented area in the large parking lot of the shopping center. There was a large banner: "Free Car Care Clinic for Ladies" for minor services, questions and answers. From 9am to 3pm. The ASE certified car mechanic, a gorgeous buxom lactating Carla Lennox, was showcasing her auto mechanic skills and services. On a hot weekend, under tented area, at a nearby...
My sweet girlfriend Helena sounded mad when she called me.She told me she was a bit distracted while driving Jorge’s van and she had crashed another car from behind. She claimed it was her fault; but she was worried about the reaction of her loving husband when he would find out about this matter.Helena had only one and just one advantage: her loving hubby was away from town; so she could have some time to fix the matter before Jorge could knew it…I told her to calm down; I would go with her to...
Marc counts the minutes as they tick by on the clock. Working Sunday shifts sits on his list of favorite things to do just under exploratory dental surgery. He calls it the slug shift. Slow and completely unproductive.Sitting in front of a blank monitor with his hands just laying on the keyboard, Marc counts his teeth; he touches the tip of his tongue to each tooth that he counts. Playing with his teeth in this manner during this dull moment he realizes that the mostly empty office smells like...
I had been dealing with that mechanic workshop through the years and knew everyone that had worked on my cars. I had also dealt with these guys personally, because I knew how they treated the women that came to their place. I did not want to get Anita exposed to that environment.I had to pick up my car after some repairs they had done; but that afternoon Ana texted me, saying she was free early and would go to see the mechanic to recover the car.I could not texted back, because my phone...
Last weekend, I had a date to go out to a bar with some other CDs in another state and a 2 hour drive. I would get dressed when I got to the motel. On the way I had car trouble, but kept driving to the motel. Told the girls who were already dressed that I couldn’t go to the bar or play because I could not relax knowing my car was having problems. I was so horny because we had set this date up a few weeks ago and I had spent the day trying on my new sexy short black dress and getting ready. ...
Introduction: Banished for chosing the white mans ways, they choose a life with the white men. Paradise Valley 2, Homecoming Tall Elk rode warily, with one eye on the sunset, the other on the canyon ahead. They were minutes from home now. The nearby canyon protected Paradise Valley from outsiders arriving from the south and it was a bad time to be approaching the canyon. With most raiding parties riding south, that is the direction of the greatest threat. Any pursuers would be ambushed there...
Best friends Lexie and Samantha, (better known as Sam) were really excited that it was working out perfectly to double date to their prom. Both juniors and best friends since third grade, Sam was dating Josh, a football player, who had recently introduced his buddy Zack to Lexie. They hit it off and all agreed to attend the Homecoming Dance together. The girls were both cheerleaders and so very excited about the Friday night game as well as Saturday's dance. The boys, both seniors playing their...
SpankingTwo weeks after I finally asked Kelly to homecoming, we had the dance. During the time between the two, I started hanging with Kelly more and more. We'd walk to school and back home together, she'd sit at my table at lunch, we'd sit on her front porch swing and talk for hours about ourselves. She was finally getting me out of my shell, but I'd still get goosebumps when she would hold my hand, or kiss my cheek. At the end of each segment of time I spent with her, she'd say, "Bye JJ, I can't wait...
Love StoriesHomecoming A small Forward: I know some people are looking forward to more stories with images, I'm sorry that I didn't deliver such a thing. I still may in the future, but right now I'm focusing on a different story that involves elements not typically explored in trans-fiction. The next one will most definitely be illustrated, this one...I originally wanted to, but then I felt the writing spoke for itself enough. If I'm wrong, tell me, and if any one's interested in doing some...
Fraternity Brother to Sorority Sister Chapter 13 Homecoming Before she knew it the date that Beth had been dreading arrived, the Homecoming Mixer with her old fraternity. Beth wasn't sure how she would feel seeing all of her old fraternity brothers. Even though she had Thomas's assurances that she would be recognized, she was still nervous. She tried almost every dress in her closet and in the Governor's Square Mall for the mixer. She went back and forth on how she should dress for...
Carl McHenry looked up from the textbook spread out on his dorm room desk and out the window at the now dark sky. He had been trying to understand the last economics problem in the review for the last hour and still couldn't get it. Maybe he was just overtired, he told himself. After all, he had been studying non-stop for the last nine hours. Attending the University on a scholarship, Carl needed to maintain at least a B average. It was because he was having problems in a few of his classes...
“Well, it sounds like you had a fun time,” commented Lauren. She was more than a bit nervous about her tutoring Heather in the adult arts, but the damage had already been done. As far as she could tell, Heather planned on going all the way with her boyfriend regardless of what anyone else might think. Abstinence was not a viable option for the girl. “I haven’t told you the best part yet,” replied an excited Heather. She glanced back towards the living room, where Holly was watching...
Hello! Dear ISS Patrons, I am Girija and am here on this site for the first time to make a true confession about my debauchery, after enduring 6 months of mental torment due to shame & guilt. I am 35 yrs old, married to Anantha who is 37. I am a South-Indian fair skinned woman. Men & women from my community are generally brilliant in academics; my husband & I are both Post-Graduates in Metallurgy & Science respectively. Even at this age, I look very fair & attractive; I stand 5’9” tall, which...
I have this wonderful old convertible Mustang. It runs beautifully since I had been taking it in to this older man who loves old Mustangs. He recently retired and I haven't found anyone who treats my car the same way. It hasn't been into the shop for at least 6 months.It was a beautiful day in paradise and I didn't have to work. I had only plans to go to dinner with my friends at 7pm. I decided to take a drive around the island the long way, enjoy the scenery and the weather. So I dressed in...
Group SexThere was one small room in the basement of my house to which Nicola had not yet been inducted. It held the device of which I am possibly most proud; a triumph of engineering in the fields of hydraulics, mechanics and electrostatics. Nicola seemed not to share my enthusiasm. Rather she approached the device warily suspecting that it could be a source of discomfort, pain, or – from our earlier conversation – of what to her was perverse sexual degradation. In that, at least, given her views at...
by mypenname3000 Copyright 2013 Chapter Twenty-four: Homecoming Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. “It's time to go home,” I told Mary. “Yes,” Mary sighed happily. “All the sluts miss you so much.” We were lying in my mom's bed, cuddling after we made love. For the last two days, I had been under some spell. A nun had turned my baby sister into a trap that would spring when I slept with her. There was a spell, the Ritual of Mowdah, that would let me recognize a nun by...