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I Thirst

Stan quietly turned in his gear and clocked out as the first rays of dawn filtered through the dusty windows of the security office. The screen door slammed abruptly as he left with the same squeaky harshness he’d grown accustomed too over his short tenure, triggering a soul sourced sigh of relief. The brick two-story structure with mesh covered windows where Stan patrolled served as a storage facility for unused bodily fluids like blood and sperm on the second level, with a small “quality...

4 years ago

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Thirst

He craves to taste The juices between my thighsHe caresses me with his long tongueThe abundance of my wetness greets himI gyrate against his hungry lipsHis tongue slides along my slit, opening meThe petals of my flower welcomes himMy flower opens as I thrust agains his tongueMy desire is heightenedI crave his oral caressHis exploring tongue, pushes up my hoodWorking my phat clit, the pearl of desireMoans escapes my lipsAs he swirls his glorious tongue around my pearlHis rod hardens in...

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The thirst

The thirst was strong and I was hard. I could feel my heart pounding in my cock. The motel was in a shitty part of town and that made it all the hotter. Small light up cactus in the window was what I was after. There on the second floor, a green erect cactus. The door was left open a crack to let some fresh air in, call me fresh air. I could smell the sweat and odor of man sex was thick in the air. The bottom, Robert, face down on bed, was leaking from the men who'd been there previously. The...

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Thirst

Once upon a time, Christina and I walked into a bar called Durst, German for thirst, late at night the worst for wear. It was half full but at the bar were many people waiting for drinks including two girls. Christina, a black South African, dressed casually in Jeans and T Shirt, exuded charisma. I, Philip, normal guy in jeans.The bar was crowded but two attractive you women stood out from the crowd. In their mid-twenties, they were obviously with two different groups of people. Christina...

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Quenched Mom8217s Thirst

By: Arundev Dayal Sheetal was feeling very uncomfortable with the advent of monsoon. This happens every year around this season ever since she lost her husband 15 years ago. She was an affluent lady looking after her dad’s business and bringing up her only child Dharmesh. Dharmesh was a young man of 18 now. Tall and handsomely built, with a figure of 38 24 34, he has a workout for 90 minutes each day. He has just completed class 10 but strangely he is not attached to his mom. She leaves for...

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Ramya quenches her thirst

Hi ISS readers. Well, this is my first contribution to my collection of stories and imagination. Well, to introduce myself, i am Robin and i stay in chennai. I am 28 years old and a civil engineer also doing interiors designing. Right from school, i have had an admiration to creativity and have headed a lot of cultural events at school. I am 5’7″, fair complexioned and have a medium build. Well, all my girl friends have always liked my appearance and my mannerism. Being very creative by nature,...

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Celestial MattersUnusual Thirsts

I was getting impatient. I was only pretending to read the book in my hands. My eyes had been glancing over the same page for nearly an hour now. It had been two days since I sent Turkik out to identify my angelic caller, and so far he had not returned. The two days of his absence had sent into an uneasy pattern. Every evening I would arise at about nine, to which I would be greeted by a shy 'hello, ' from Maria. I didn't know if she simply slept the daylight away like I did, or if she...

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Midnight Thirst

I was sixteen years old, a typical high school freshman enjoying life and starting to enjoy girls. We were at a sock hop. For those of you too young to know what they were, sorry, but you really missed out!They were held every Friday at the Community Center from 7:30 to 10:00 PM. Sometimes we had a local rock group play. I was part of a cool band called the 21st Psyntury that played there a few times, but that is another story. Typically, we had a DJ that played his own sets of songs and took...

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Quenching my Thirst

I stood in the long line on the hottest day of July we’ve had on record. Little did I know it was soon going to become the hottest day of my life ever.  I couldn’t help but overhear the impatient sighing of the woman behind me. I had to take a quick peek at her out of the corner of my eye. It was a pleasant surprise to find a little brunette standing there, who seemed to have a huge rack on her chest but she held the items she had in her arms closely pressed against her.I then heard a soft,...

4 years ago

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Woke Up An Unexpected Thirst

This is my second story submission on Indian Sex Stories. A short description about me, I am an average built male, married and I am 31 yrs of age living in Bangalore. Will not exaggerate, but I have an average tool which I know is enough to satisfy any woman. It’s not always about size but how you treat a woman in bed which really matters. As I always mention sex is about giving pleasure and in turn you get pleasure, treat every woman with respect, give pleasure and get pleasure. Coming to the...

3 years ago

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A Maid That End My Thirst

Hi readers, after a little gap I am back with a story of maid. Due to my busy work schedule I get very less time to jot down the stories. Thank you for your kind appreciation and suggestion to my email, this inspires me for my new works. I have been staying away from my family since years and I do visit them once or twice in a month or sometimes once in two month, my family comprise of my wife, my son of 9 years and my mom. Due to age of my mom I don’t allow my wife to leave my mom alone, as...

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Wife8217s Colleauge Quenched Her Thirst

By : Hotstud001 Hi I am Ashok and am sharing a true sexy moments which I had a few days ago with my wife’s school colleague and her name is Shalini and she is from Chennai itself and was the maths teacher in the school and she used teach higher classes We were staying in Chennai due to my posting and my wife was teaching in the same school as Shalini and soon she had become friendly with Shalini and they both started visiting each other’s house. When I first saw Shalini I was excited as she was...

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Brother Quenched My Thirst

I am Lusy, mother of a young girl. Got married to Amar in the year 2003.He is very handsome with an athletic body. He is presently working as an area manager in a medicine company. At the time of my marriage he was a medicine representative. Now, I am 31 and he is 37. He loves me very much and ready to do everything for my shake. He is a good hubby. After fifteen days of our marriage, he again concentrated on his profession. He used to come home after 9 PM with a great fatigue. We take our...

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Dying Or Is It Living

Dying, Or Is It Living? by Janet L. Stickney Dying seemed so?final, and I simply could not do it. I let the gun fall to the floor as I started to cry, my frustration, mixed with my self induced pain, and the shame I felt, had finally come to a point. As I sat on the bed crying I did not hear the door open, or my fathers footsteps as he walked in on me. One look told the story from beginning to end. My hair was in a ponytail, my makeup streaked, my blouse loose over the twin ...

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Dying Embers

Author’s note: Thanks to techsan for his ‘as good as it gets’ editing. As for DG Hear … hey, thanks for making me feel like I’m a better writer than I am. A reminder that the author previously known as Dynamite Jack is now Jake Rivers. NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD I sat on the floor staring at the dying embers. The coals from the large fire I’d built earlier were coated with a fine gray ash … as the exquisite thirty-four-year-old single malt was tinged with the same, more than faint, taste of...

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Dying for a Good Fuck

Derk Van der Broek worked in the Canadian oil fields and shared an apartment with three of his workmates including one very attractive girl named Aime. The two other men had steady girlfriends but Derk, who had only been in the country a short time, didn’t. Consequently he tried to pursue Aime but she just didn’t seem to find him attractive.He found her to be very attractive, which resulted in him getting a boner every time he looked at her. Aime was quite tall and slim with long shapely legs...

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Dying To Be With Sylvie

Author’s note: This story combines experiences from many different aspects of different people’s lives. Many of the characters in the story are based on real people, but all names have been changed and locations anonymized. Its writing was prompted by listening to Gordon Lightfoot singing ‘Home from the Forest’, some of the lyrics from which are incorporated into the story. It brought to mind the poignancy of death and dying, of losing loved ones and the hypocrisy surrounding the death and...

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Dying EmbersChapter 2

Things went along for the next few months fairly smoothly. I was gone a lot. A week at the sawmill in Burns, several weeks at one or another of the timber harvesting sites. Mary Kate was helping out at the restaurant and Colleen would sometimes be there also. Carla was pleased that of a sudden there were a lot of young men eating lunch there. Over my protests, Mary Kate had started cleaning my cabin. We argued about it. Her point was that since I wasn't cleaning it, someone should. I tried...

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Dying For His Big Black Cock

I understood, of course, I did. I was just one of Marcus's bitches. He owns so many other wives and a few are casual conquests too. That leaned a certain humility to proceedings. I had to beg for cock. Marcus has so much pussy on offer he can pick and choose. That affected how I then treated Paul, my husband. If I was getting enough of Marcus's thick meat between my legs, then I was reasonably sweet with my husband. If I wasn't getting it, well, then Paul suffered. My husband is stoical,...

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Dying DeclarationChapter 2

She slid into my embrace, warm, silky and fragrant. At first it had all the characteristics of hugging a close friend, or a sister-until the kiss came. It was delicious, sensual, and went almost instantly from a hesitant tasting to full, unabated deep kissing-we devoured each other's mouths, our tongues stabbing, probing, and her body pressed warmly to me. I felt a new host of sensations sparkle inside me. We kissed there at the end of the stone footpath for at least a full two minutes,...

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Dying DeclarationChapter 3

"That was a bit of surprise," she said, smiling as she soaped up my neck and breasts. I nodded, as the water drummed against my back. "For me, too. It kind of came out of nowhere, but that's, well... that's what made it really exciting. I wanted it all of a sudden, and I felt comfortable asking you." "I liked it," she said with a shrug. "It was really very cool. I'm glad we-you did it. Fulfilling your fantasies is what this is all about, right?" She went to her knees, and made...

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Dying DeclarationChapter 5

Perhaps it was because we both knew that she would be leaving soon, and that we had missed some time last night when she had to sleep in another room, but the "massage" didn't last long. Only seconds after her hands began making oily, circular swipes across my bottom, Raquel let her fingers slide sensually between the fissure of my buttocks, and tease the flesh within. I let her explore me that way for a short while, and then turned onto my back. "Get out of those clothes," I said to...

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Dying DeclarationChapter 7

The cruise was incredible, and having Raquel with me made it all the more beautiful. We stood on the deck and watched things most people hardly even think about: walls of majestic glaciers, icebergs and ice floes, soaring ice covered mountains, the dark blue water breaking with the wake of a group of whales. Each time we would take each other's hand, or she would slip her arm inside mine and lean her head on my shoulder. Other times we just stared in wide-eyed awe at it all, our bodies...

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Undying

There was a flash of light and my head snapped back as my body was thrown to the floor. It hit with a thump and my head bounced hard against the polished floor making a wet, hollow sound like when you break open a ripe melon. There was a loud snap as my neck turned sideways under the weight of my falling body. I couldn't hear anything around me other than the ringing of the blast in my broken and bleeding ears. My vision swam like a school of tropical fish, blurred and indistinct, filled with...

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Thirsty

Alcohol should not have been how it began. But we were heavy drinkers then. A shot for laughs, and few more after that, plus the drinks in our hands. Who were we trying fool? Swapping cigarettes back and forth and praying it might taste of our mouths. It’s strange how I didn’t think of a****ls until you touched me. That night, on the hood of the van. Your hands over my own and on my neck. A phantom now, I still feel it. In my mind, like a shutter on a camera. Capturing bits and pieces of...

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Thirsty

Alcohol should not have been how it began. But we were heavy drinkers then. A shot for laughs, and few more after that, plus the drinks in our hands. Who were we trying fool? Swapping cigarettes back and forth and praying it might taste of our mouths. It’s strange how I didn’t think of a****ls until you touched me. That night, on the hood of the van. Your hands over my own and on my neck. A phantom now, I still feel it. In my mind, like a shutter on a camera. Capturing bits and pieces of...

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Studying

I had had my nose in one book or another for the past week while studying for finals. Now I was down to one and was at the town library studying. My girlfriend, Amber, came along to hurry me up. Because of my studying we hadn’t had sex all week; the longest since we first had sex. She was so hot that I didn’t want to go longer than that for sex. She was of Irish descent; where she got her long red hair and passionate nature from. She had a smooth body and light skin. She did have somewhat...

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Studying with Caitlyn

Spring arrived and shortly after the first rains it neared to summer. The temperatures became hot again as it slowly approached summer. I was in my last semester of my first year of varsity and it was the Monday 2 days before my first exam. I arrived by Caitlyn a bit after 9am as we planned to have a full on crunch day to prepare for our first exam. She was wearing a casual dress as She walked up to me and greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and a hug. We then made our way up to her room. We...

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Studying Abroad

Studying Abroad ? by: Karen Elizabeth My family and I were moving to the Phoenix area where Dad had landed a very good job. John, my best friend, had graduated two years early and was now a student at the University of Phoenix majoring in Psychology. When he heard that we were moving out to the area, he asked if he could see my folks and me before we moved. Something about helping him with a research project. He said that completion of this project would mean a great deal to him...

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Studying

What the hell was I doing here? Oh, I knew why I was here. The only reason I was back in school was to get a college degree that I never bothered to get because I didn't need it. I was 40 years old with almost 20 years of work experience in the field and now my employers were looking for some stupid piece of paper from a college. Now? What the hell for? There were better things for a man my age to do than to be on a college campus with a bunch of 18 to 21 year old students. I looked old and...

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Studying With Priya

Hey guys, I’ve been an avid reader of Indian sex stories and this is my first time writing here. This incidents took place couple of days back. My name is Harish 22 years old with a 6 inch dick. Been horny for as long as I can remember and a sucker for tits. Wanted to have sex but didn’t get the opportunity till now. I’ve jacked of countless times to a neighbour next door, hot girls in college, etc. Coming to the story, the name of the girl is Priya(name changed) was my pu college mate, dark...

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Studying with Ling

The last bell rang for Conians and I got ready to leave. There was a big test in health tommorow and I had to find my best friend, Ling, to study with. Ling is a very smart girl and she was rather nerdy, but you could still see those D-cups bulging out of her uniform. After searching in the whole school, i surely found Ling in the school yard waiting for me. We took off to my house to study like always. My parents had left to the U.S. for business, so it was only me and her in this house. It...

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Thirsty

The early 1800s...This time, I settled in Paris, France, still assuming my birth name of Vincent. The city had many crevices where one such as myself could lurk.  I grew bored of occupying my time with philosophy and the arts of the Renaissance centuries before. Now, I turned my attention to more fleshy indulgences and found something to rival my thirst for blood - a thirst for sex. Sex was moderately successful at distracting me from my other craving. As someone who had all the time in the...

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Die Zauberin Spiegelbild german

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Die Zauberin german

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Die Forschungsreise

Die Forschungsreise (Katrin *2013/ 2014) Teil 1 Einleitung Die Schule war vorbei und ich hatte mal wieder Semesterferien. Mein Studium besch?ftigte sich mit den Mythen und Sagen der verschollenen Mysterien, die sich um die Mayas rankten. Das hatte mich schon immer fasziniert und aus diesem Grunde, hatte ich an einem verregneten Sommertag einen Termin in der B?cherei unserer Hochschule. Die blonde Bibliothekarin kannte mich inzwischen als B?cherwurm und begr??te mich, wie immer, wenn ic...

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Die Aequatortaufe Germann

Die Aequatortaufevon blumchen100PrologDie junge Frau in der schicken dunkelblauen Navyuniform kuesste ihren Begleiter beilaeufig auf die Wange. "Danke, Schatz, das war wirklich ein sehr netter Abend. Aber jetzt muss ich ins Bett. Morgen geht’s frueh los.? sagte sie mit gleichgueltigem Ton.?Aehh, ich dachte, wir koennten noch einen Drink in deinem Zimmer nehmen. Schliesslich bist du eine ganz Zeit lang weg und ich vermisse dich jetzt schon.? erwiderte der gut aussehende, dunkelhaarige junge Mann...

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Die weisse Massai German

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Die Beste Valerie

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Die Hoffnung ist eine Fata Morgana German

Wir fuhren gen Norden. Wie ?blich zu dieser herbstlichen Jahreszeit Ende September am Nachmittag, die Sonne ging bereits unter, war es ungem?tlich und windig. Seit zwei Stunden, wir passierten gerade die D?nische Grenze bei Flensburg, sa?en wir nun schon im Auto und seit knapp einer halben Stunde ohne Unterhaltung. Davor tauschten wir Oberfl?chlichkeiten und Belangloses aus. Nur ich kannte das Ziel der Reise und den Zweck. Es war f?r uns beide eine Reise ins Ungewisse.Geplant war ein langes Woch...

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Die Rache

Die Rache (BDSM Hardcore) von anonymThema: F/Vergewaltigung/Fesselung/sado-maso/Folter/BruesteSeit fast 3 ? Jahren bin ich dabei diesen Plan ausreifen zu lassen und ihn zu perfektionieren.Immer wieder habe ich Kleinigkeiten gefunden, welche alles zunichte machen k?nnen.Immer wieder war die Angst gr??er als der Mut.Nun war es aber soweit, zu lange musste ich warten und zu lange wurde ich gedem?tigt.Wenn ich mich kurz vorstellen darf, ich bin Sven, 24 Jahre alt und Leiter einer Werbeagentur die ...

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Die wahre Geschichte von Tanja

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Die wahre Geschichte von Karina German

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Die Sammlerin The Collector

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Die Dame vom Empfang

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Die Puppe Teil 1

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Die Schlampe

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Die Negerhure german

NegerhureEndlich! Endlich war das Wochenende da! Die ganze Woche ?ber hatte ich im Friseurladen meiner Chefin Haare geschnitten, gef?rbt, Dauerwellen gelegt und mich die ganze Zeit ?ber schon auf das Wochenende gefreut. Nun also, war es endlich soweit!Es war Samstag Nachmittag und ich machte mich bereit um in die Disco zu gehen. Klar, ich wollte auch etwas abtanzen, aber in erster Linie wollte ich mir wieder mal einen Kerl aufrei?en und mich endlich wieder mal so richtig durchficken lassen. Nein, i...

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Die Stckelschuhe Episode 1 Gesucht und gefunden

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Die Stckelschuhe Episode 3 Ein Leben auf hohen Abstzen

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Die Erinyen 3

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