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Marina awakened by degrees. She wasn't aware of her first conscious thought upon waking, for a host of strange sensations vied for her attention: a wonderful feeling of weightlessness, of a warmth that surrounded every inch of her body, and the quite unwelcome feeling of a stuffy nose. She decided to focus on the warmth. It felt so peaceful, just lying on her side, and she luxuriated in it, enjoying the perfect feeling. She opened her eyes finally, feeling somewhat groggy, as though she'd...
Hello, readers!!!! With an overwhelming response to my last sex story, I’m here sharing my another experience with all you guys. But first of all, I would love to thank you guys for more than 6000 likes in less than 3 days and so many emails flooding in the mailbox. Please keep all this love as always. And remember my stories are very romantic and long. So read it, you will believe in making love rather than just sex or inter course. Trust me, you’d have goosebumps reading it and it would...
“A Guild Navigator is a fictional humanoid in the Dune universe created by Frank Herbert. In this series, starships called heighliners employ a scientific phenomenon known as the Holtzman effect to ‘fold space’ and thereby travel great distances across the universe instantaneously. Navigators are able to use a limited form of prescience to safely navigate interstellar space. To enable their prescience, Guild Navigators consume large quantities of the spice known as Melange which is found only...
“A Guild Navigator is a fictional humanoid in the Dune universe created by Frank Herbert. In this series, starships called heighliners employ a scientific phenomenon known as the Holtzman effect to "fold space" and thereby travel great distances across the universe instantaneously. Navigators are able to use a limited form of prescience to safely navigate interstellar space. To enable their prescience, Guild Navigators consume large quantities of the spice known as Melange which is found only...
Vincent 'Vinnie' Stanier slowly opened his eyes; his body ached and was completely wet from the puddle of cold, green, pungent water he was lying in. On top of that, his head ached with a throbbing that was hard to ignore. He reached up to touch a bruise on his forehead. It felt about the size of an egg, was badly grazed and stung as he made contact, leaving traces of blood on his fingertips. He struggled painfully to his feet, woozy and unsteady. Looking around, all he could see were four...
I have an old septic tank in my back yard. It is a cylinder about two feet around and about four feet long. I have no idea what it is made out of, aluminum or steel, some sort of metal. I just know it was heavy when I was cleaning it. I got most of the smell out. Most septic tanks are buried on their side, like a submarine, but I put mine in the long way. I welded an opening in one side of it, and I wanted it to be easy to get to. If I remove a few inches of dirt, I can get to the door. I am...
Walking through the park, just like any other day, I relish in the sights and smells of early summer. A slight breeze tickles the hem of my knee length skirt. I turn my face into the wind and smell rain. Opening my eyes and looking up into the sky, I see what no summer walker wants to see, dark rain clouds. Knowing this park well, I turn on the path and head towards gazebo #8, planning on waiting out the rain under cover. I don't make it. The sky opens and the rain pours out. Thankfully it is...
Group SexFresh Fish in the Tank (It is the Roaring 20’s, and in a large city in the USA, an innocent 18 year old girl is arrested for prostitution. She does not notice it but the county jail seems a little unusual.) This would be Sally’s first time in the prison shower room. She was terrified. I assured her that as her bull, I would protect her. I led her to the shower room by the hand. Guard Catherine looking all beautiful as ever in her guard uniform. She looked at Sally. In a commanding voice...
by The Technician Mind Control M/F Payback/Revenge = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = A professor finds a very interesting way to defend his research against defunding. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions,...
1Tankedby The TechnicianMind Control M/F Payback/Revenge = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =A professor finds a very interesting way to defend his research against defunding. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and...
My husband Martin announced over dinner one Friday that a work colleague of his was getting married the following day and we had been invited. I had never met this guy or his bride but apparently it was our duty to attend as far as Martin was concerned. I was more than happy to go along, I like a good wedding and the chance to dress up and enjoy ourselves.That night I went through the closet to decide what to wear. The reception and party were being held in the garden of the groom’s parents,...
MILFMujhe paper toh laa diya. Lekin VP Sir ne Bimla ko kaha ki mujhe naa bataye ki ye paper hai, “Main isko padhane ke bahane saare paper ready karwa dunga aur aata jaata rahunga tution ke bahane.” Bimla ne haan kar di. VP Sir roz hi aate aur bahane se mujhe dusre room mein bhej dete 15-20 – 30 minute ke liye. Bimla aur unki baatein main camera mein record bhi karta aur chup ke dekhta bhi tha. Bimla saree ko nabhi se upar hi baandhe hue thi. Bimla gori chitti aur gadraye hue sharir ki malkin thi...
Sex Tank I didn?t know how it happened. I only goy into the tank to check circuitry connections when, BAMM! I must have hit my head on the rim of the door jam and knocked myself out for a bit. How stupid of me! I was still a little loopy because I kept hearing a beeping in my ears that was beginning to drive me nuts! Suddenly, I realized what the beeping was! The test! I got up as quick as I could, groaning the whole time, and headed for the kill switch! Except the door had shut...
Moscow, Thursday 8 days after Vyera's departure. The Northern suburbs of Moscow are dominated with the soaring, graceful, heroic, Ostankino TV Tower. The Russian Government has long understood the usefulness of 'statement' architecture and the Tower was opened in 1967 to celebrate the fiftieth anniversary of the October Revolution. It stands just over 540 metres tall. It's the tallest free-standing structure in Europe. (1) The Moscow Television Centre, a near neighbour, stands on...
She stood, staring at the dirt-crusted metallic doors in front of her. Her breathing slowed as she focused her thoughts and calmed her racing heart. Every time. It’s the same fear every time. Her sharp eyes caught the doors vibrating against the low thrum of noise and violence barely contained beyond them. Her right ear twitched with each muffled boom. Low hanging lights flickered erratically. She shifted her feet slightly – left side of her body leading slightly and now her right. She flexed...
The sun was beautiful as it’s golden rays streamed across the horizon. Thousands of sparkly rainbows were cast across the clear blue ocean. Not a cloud in the sky would be allowed on this day. The sea gulls glided peacefully across the blazing sky, taking peeks at the milling crowd as it grew. The moment everyone had awaited was soon to arrive. An aura of happiness was in the air. Everyone was gathered around with happiness and joy sparkling in their eyes. Everything was as pretty as a picture...
The dark haze overwhelmed the dusty sky, filling the void with gray clouds. A slight thunder roared in the distance, but we kept on walking down park road, holding each other close in the damp air, our arms entwined with each others. Suddenly I felt a damp drop on my forehead and I looked up unconsciously, feeling more drops splatter on my cheeks and hair. He pulled me closer, sheltering me within the warmth of his body, as more and more drops of rain fell upon us, soaking our hair and dripping...
EroticShe liked his parents. His sister and brother teased him that she was "the only thing he'd ever got right." Still, this visit to his family was wearing. The gazebo at the end of his parents' overgrown garden had become her refuge. She lay on the wicker couch there after dinner. She read one of his mother's Agatha Christies and dropped it as the light faded. The next thing she knew, it was full dark and she was covered with a coat. "I'm here," he said. "Did the lightning wake you?"...
After we had done a rough edit of the shots, Veronica said “Allora, mangiare." She went out to the kitchen and started to layout a large antipasti spread and opened a bottle of Italian red. "My Uncle makes this wine, it is called Terrano.”We sat on opposite sides of the island bench ate and talked about Italy. I asked her about what she thought of the Berlusconi affair. She shrugged her shoulders, “He’s rich, he’s naughty, he’s Italian – what do they expect?”Once we had eaten and polished...
ExhibitionismI had been teaching Emma remedial maths and biology for over a year when her mother Monique made the suggestion. Emma was a pleasant and cheerful girl, but with not much to distinguish her from most other teenagers. Not bad looking, though slightly plump. The residue of puppy fat still clinging to her developing adolescent body, gave her a somewhat homely look that detracted from her otherwise curvey figure. Monique had been most meticulous in finding a tutor for her daughter. My previous...
Cali and I met by accident. But isn’t that how many relationships start. It being a small village that we live in, gossip has a way of exploding. We were both burning bridges or in the process of. It wasn’t that we were embarrassed or concerned of whispers. It was to protect our families of innuendos . So we became Adagio and Lace to some citizenry. I just want to clear that up. Yes, there are plenty of stories going around the village about ‘so-called societies’. I’m not at liberty to speak...
I waited under the gazebo until the rain let up. I had to smile at how the last hour had played out. If it hadn’t have been for the olive, Cali and I may never have met. I went back over to the table where I had stumbled. Picked up the used book, ‘Foreplay For Nerds’, for five dollars and open the cover. Between the cover and first page was a small business card belonging to the motel Beachside, the one and only motel in the village. I turned the card over and written in ink was, ‘we can do...
In front on her house and lined up on her driveway were several cars. I put on the brakes just to count the cars as a car pulled aside me and honked a horn. I was blocking the right of passage it seemed as a younger kid of about eighteen was wanting to deliver pizza to Diane’s house. I moved the car up a few feet giving him room. My mathematics skill kicked in as I counted the number of pizza carry-out boxes. It appeared to be four large ones. They surely weren’t watching Dancing With The...
Minutes later she came upstairs and into the lounge. Spotting me, she came over to the table. I was on my second drink as her drink had been sitting long enough to get warm. Her napkin was damp from the condensation. We extended hands and formally introduced ourselves and then I ordered another round. This was the time for me to get up close to and not show weakness of my spirit. M spirit being between my mind and inner thighs. The first thing I noticed was the flair of her hips, her large tits...
She was giddy with endorphins, in the afterglow of her best orgasm ever. He enjoyed hearing her sighs and giggles, and whispered to her to roll onto her right side, facing away from him. The uneven ground beneath the tent had cooled her, but as he snuggled up to spoon with her, she felt his body heat warm her back. She laid her head over his right arm as he held her close with his right hand on her left breast. His left hand remained free to run softly caressing fingertips everywhere from her...
Three months had passed since Evelyn had fixed my cock up, down if you counted the direction it pointed. I was feeling chic with the latest in men’s apparel. That being my Prince Albert with a ring that weighed close to a blacksmith’s anvil. I was still seeing Evelyn every ten days for the works, less another ring. I’m pale compared to some guys. I’m no run-of -the meal mister bumpy with muscles but I do look good nude of hair. Evelyn gets me that way but I knew she wanted to fix my nut-sack...
Although a little sore I stripped down and cleaned up around the house. I had to make several detours to my bedroom full length mirror. What I saw sent waves of erotic stimulation pulses to my mind. My cock was hanging and being pulled down by the weight of the heavy ring. My body was smooth and hair free. My cock was leaking like grandmother’s kitchen faucet. Before leaving room 11B Evelyn had informed me that she ‘only’ had the tool to remove the ring from my cock head. I loved it but hadn’t...
He set up his eight-inch telescope in the dimming twilight of the night. He had picked the beach far from the campgrounds, far from the shouting people and barking dogs, and smoky fires, yet not far enough to be unaware of them in the distance. More than just wanting darkness for stargazing, he sought solace from the world of troubles he had seen, but he wasn’t lonely. For now, it was just him, the glassy-calm lake, and the ever-increasing multitude of stars peeking out from the growing...
Thinking that Max was the bronze Max, my quest took a hit. I don’t really know what I was expecting, after all we were strangers. If it hadn’t have been for the olive we would have passed in the aisle. She slid a piece of writing paper over to me on the counter top and started talking to a newly arrived couple carrying overnight bags. I put the piece of paper in my pocket and went into the lobby entrance to the Beachside Lounge. Being a frequent watering oasis the bartender, Frank, fixed me my...
Veronica was from Trieste, in the north of Italy. She had come to Australia on a working holiday. She was working at my favourite Italian restaurant, il Paradiso.At first, I thought she was from the eastern bloc. Her voice was husky, possibly from too many cigarettes, her accent was strong. The combination was alluring. She was young, at least twenty years younger than me. I don’t usually find young women attractive, they are too vapid and in any case, they are usually not interested in me,...
ExhibitionismI saw her over a crowded dance floor, or rather through a crowded dance floor; she was about five-foot-nothing with a mass of unruly blonde hair and the biggest blue eyes I'd ever seen in my life!She was wearing a light blue mini dress that left most of her long thighs bare, and right from the first moment I saw her, I was smitten.It was nearly closing time before I plucked up the courage to ask her for a dance and to my amazement she agreed."What took you so long?" she asked with a smile,...
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She was giddy with endorphins, in the afterglow of her best orgasm ever. He enjoyed hearing her sighs and giggles, and whispered to her to roll onto her right side, facing away from him. The uneven ground beneath the tent had cooled her, but as he snuggled up to spoon with her, she felt his body heat warm her back. She laid her head over his right arm as he held her close with his right hand on her left breast. His left hand remained free to run softly caressing fingertips everywhere from her...
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I was 18 in 1994, living with my Mom and two younger sisters somewhere in the English suburbs. It was a hot Sunday morning and a friend had called by earlier and we had roamed the streets aimlessly for a while before visiting the local corner shop. While my friend ordered cigarettes at the counter I skulked around the magazines secretly eyeing up the porno on the top shelf. Those sexy girls looking out from those magazines made my blood blaze in my crotch. With the shop keepers back turned for...
I saw her over a crowded dance floor, or rather through a crowded dance floor, she was about five foot nothing with a mass of unruly blonde hair and the biggest blue eyes I'd ever seen in my life! She was wearing a light blue mini dress that left most of her long thighs bare and right from the first moment I saw her, I was smitten. It was nearly closing time before I plucked up the courage to ask her for a dance and to my amazement she agreed. "What took you so long?" she asked with a...
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When I was young my Grandfather used to read the paper to me. One of his favorite colomnists was a woman named Erma Bombeck. I got the idea for this story from the title of one of her books. As ususal thanks to Mikothebaby for editing this story. If you like it please let her know that her work is appreciated by someone besides me. Refusing to let go of the past is the surest way of not having a future. God damn it. I hated mornings like this one. It was a crisp, clean, spring morning with...
January, 1983, Chicago, Illinois The Windy City was certainly living up to its moniker the last full week in January. The newspapers, radio, and TV were full of news and advertising for the mayoral primary that pitted Mayor Jane Byrne against State’s Attorney Richard Daley, son of the former mayor, and US Congressman Harold Washington. Every city bus had some kind of political advertising on the side, and billboards had seemingly sprung up from nowhere. From everything I read, it appeared...
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Monday morning Susan woke late, at least for her, feeling like she had the flu. Her nose was stuffed, her eyes were red, her body hurt, and she felt groggy. She had not slept well, at all. She had lain in her bed, crying for hours before falling asleep. After an hour of sleep she'd wake and see the empty side of the bed. She'd burst into tears, crying herself to sleep again. It was a cycle that repeated, throughout the night. She glanced at the empty place on Irving's side of the bed, and...
Introduction: This story takes place two years after the previous story. I was now 14 and Derek, almost 17. Nothing much had happened between us in that time, the odd blowjob here and there, once or twice venturing to have sex. Id never had a proper relationship with anyone other than Derek, so I considered him a great friend and a sexual partner – Derek however had developed feelings for other people, male and female. It seemed that he was moving on through life, whether or not he cared that...
People have been complaining and negatively rating lately, so I feel like I should probably say this before I continue the story. Included in this story are themes of homosexuality, young love and sex. All characters involved, sexually, are under the age of 16 and are both male. If you're not interested then instead of reading and then negatively rating, just don't read and leave now. Thank you. This story takes place two years after the previous story. I was now 14 and Derek, almost 17....
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The morning dawned clear and bright. Mak started to eat a hurried breakfast, eager to visit the traders' booths and see what kinds of goods they had brought with them from faraway lands. "Before you rush off," his father interrupted Mak's morning meal, "tell me what you found out by talking to the traders last night." Once more Mak detailed the events of the previous evening, ending with his return across the village's palisade. "And that was when you ran into your socalled...