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“You never got to feel my breasts Michael. Do you want to now? She asked. “Gosh…that would be great!” I answered and started to reach out to her chest. She held up her hand, I stopped and she shed her halter top exposing her breasts which were at this point wrapped up in a quite utilitarian bra. At years old, sexy bras were not the norm in the sixties. Functional seemed to be the thing. Still, to me, I found her sexy as hell, and so did my dick, which was rising to the occasion. “Ok” she...
Just some more stuff about mila and how we got to where we are.Just tidbits , no real story.As ive said, aside from some drunken exhibitionist sex, some of which she wasnt even aware of, she likes to consider herself a straightlaced mom. But there have been times the slut in her has shown through< even if i nudge sometimes.A younger us, she assured me i was more than enough sexually and she was happy. She told me she really didnt think many guys were attractive to her , but she was lying to...
My wife and I have an active and adventurous love life, we will both try most things at least twice, so we definitely know if it is something we don’t like. We have the two obvious exceptions and we don’t do any d**gs beyond coffee and alcohol. We have never forced each other to do something either of us is uncomfortable with. We have a book called ‘The greatest sex tips in the world’. Look it up, I’d recommend it.Four or five years ago we had a holiday in the south of France, we’d booked a...
this is a quick and dirty account of my sexual life. if anyone is interesded I will give all the details.7 years old dicover my cock and the potential to feel goog8 years old play with my sisters vaginia9 in front of my father , i petteted the familily dogs cock at a party, and was told that part of the dog was dirty. that set the hook10 years old found a playboy and the illistrated guide to Lovemaking in my parents bedroom closet11 year old frirt homosexual touching with a male friend in a...
It was time to go. It wasn't fun anymore, and if it wasn't fun, what else was there? Jeni pondered this a moment, pausing as she stuffed her meagre belongings into the worn and stained duffle. Life was a once only ride and be damned if she was going to get bogged down in Hicksville, with a dead end office job slowly sucking all the life and light out of her to make some rich asshole even richer. She wondered how "normal" people managed when it wasn't fun anymore. The people with jobs and...
Christmas this year we stayed at home visiting Cat’s two families, one adoptive and one biological. Moria was in the Alps skiing for two weeks. She needed the vacation after spending two hours on the phone being badgered by my current student who tenaciously refused to drop a certain subject until my former student agreed. After spending the rest of December ‘fixing’ the Extruder from its ‘God Awful’ performance, Cat made her first coil. Frankly, the projections worried me. EPI was closed...
A cumslut's progress: Part 1When I think back over the experiences I have had I become convinced that I must be one of those types who easily gets addicted. I don't mean addicted to d**gs or alcohol or gambling. I mean addicted to sex.My first recollection of sexual activity was of the curiosity I shared with my classmates as we went through puberty at the public school I attended. We all wanted to know how big each other's dicks were and how much pubic hair had grown. Because we were all...
By week five, I had settled in and established the working model I wanted in the design department. As the new equipment arrived and the programs were either upgraded or replaced, I could see the attitude of the people really begin to shine. On top of that, Rueben and Dick had encouraged the other engineers to get involved with the designers and see what the new software could produce. I implemented step-by-step training on the new stuff, with Terry being first, then Petra, then having the...
This is a female authoritarian sissy boy story, although with a softer touch than many others. There is sugar and spice and (mostly) everything sissy-nice! So, if lots of frilly outfits, swishy behavior and a little kinky sex are your thing, please read on. If not, thanks for looking anyway. It is also a purely fictional fantasy work. No references are intended to portray any actual persons, places or events whether past or present. This chapter is rated X, as there is some sexual...
Progress Dirty Rachel (c) 2019 Earlier this year I got a call from an old friend, Tom Houston. Ten years ago Tom and I had been drinking buddies at our alma mater, UNC Chapel Hill. He had gone on to law school, while I had gone on to Bartending School... a 2.0 GPA like mine made options like that seem reasonable. I hadn't seen Tom for a year or so, so I was surprised to hear from him. He was even more surprised when I told him my news: For the past six months, I had been living...
Football season and school progressed as did my relationship with Jeryl. I maintained the straight A average I had always had in school, but this time with a fraction of the effort I had previously put into classes. My cousins and I butchered our cattle and sold the beef for a tidy profit before re-investing our earnings in more feed steers for the next year. My car slowly took shape as I mounted the electrically driven wheels with their individual motors and started wiring the controls to...
OIL ON CANVAS, A WORK IN PROGRESS The boy stood watching us, uninhibited, as Andrea and I attempted to re-arrange our dishevelled appearances. Only moments before, my friend’s face had been buried deliciously between my thighs. Her lips were still damp and glistening from her foray. My shirt was open, my tits exposed, hard little nipples protruding eagerly. How embarrassing! I was aware of a deep, warm blush flooding my cheeks, this seemed to amuse him. His eyes played greedily over my body...
Skeletons in my closet part 5Part 5 A Work in Progress I hung up the phone. I went to John and he wrapped me in his arms. He kissed me deeply then broke our kiss as we stood there near that island in his kitchen. As he held me he picked up a small remote clicking it a few times. John asked me, ”Care to dance?”Country music filled the house. "Leap of Faith" was playing. I laid my head upon his chest as he danced me around the kitchen. I thought how appropriate that song was as I was about to...
Summer was at its peak and I took a little before free from jobs. Cycled through Jægersborg and bought some supplies to the beach, Euro Mann and a bottle of water.I love to lie in the sun and bask and yes, looking at beautiful women. Now arrived in Charlottenlund fort, you know the ice house and the path around the fort. Tractor my bike quiet while I Marked for me the best seat and view. Where should I lie and there is the perfect place for comfortable long distance, but still within reach of...
PERCY PERIWINKLE'S PASSAGE PART II - PERCY'S PROGRESS by sissystevie The big black car whizzed down Federal Highway 53 not far from Fromage, Wisconsin with Miss Wilhelmina Willing Waxwell at the wheel. Seated beside her was one Percy Prigmoore Periwinkle. It was one month to the day since they had made this journey. Percy shuddered as he recalled the last trip back from the Society of Enlightened Ladies in the trunk of...
Wimp's Progress - Chapter 1 At the impressionable age of fourteen, Charles began to experience a new feeling towards members of the opposite sex. Unfortunately this included his three sisters, one his twin, and the other two older. This manifested itself in developing ways to peek into their rooms at the slightest hint of an open door, and attempts to purloin their underwear from the family hamper so he could use the smell and texture as ways to sexually...
OIL ON CANVAS; A WORK IN PROGRESS The boy stood watching us, uninhibited, as Andrea and I attempted to re-arrange our dishevelled appearances. Only moments before, my friend's face had been buried deliciously between my thighs. Her lips were still damp and glistening from her foray. My shirt was open, my tits exposed, hard little nipples protruding eagerly. How embarrassing! I was aware of a deep, warm blush flooding my cheeks, this seemed to amuse him. His eyes played greedily over my body...
ToysSummer is at its halfway mark. The gardens are blooming to their fullest. The Thursday Bunch, as they have dubbed themselves, are all in a state of bliss. New love for all of them. Enjoying the days before noticing flaws. Totally enamored with their new mate. Time will take some of the stars out of all their eyes. But during this harmonious period, if perfect, it can be the backbone of what is ahead.Tim is involved with getting his new division up and running properly. But he does not...
TransAshley fidgeted with the envelope that Ms. Ford had given her. She had not yet had a chance to give it to her father, because he had been busy every night. Her history of bad letters from school made her nervous, but she realized that she had put it off long enough. It was time to show her father the letter, so as Cade sat on the couch relaxing after dinner, she slowly approached him and nervously stood before him. Cade was enjoying a cigarette, tired from his long day of working. He noticed...
It took me less than two hours to provide Kevin with a list of the sequence of components for the prototype. The next three hours were spent trying to come up with some dimensions for items that didn't yet exist. Kevin and I would be doing something he called a "SWAG." "Scientific Wild-Assed Guess," he grinned. "Used it all the time at L-M. They have a design place called the "Skunk Works" in Burbank. Been around since the thirties. That's how the SR-71 got built. It was the...
Tuesday, June 18, 1996, Sanford Maine I lay awake snuggled between my sister and our best friend and lover CC and quietly contemplated how complex my life had gotten so far. It was hard to believe that just a relatively short time ago, I had been a single clueless teenager of fifteen-years-old. Now I was a semi-clueless teenager, sixteen-years-old, and had two girlfriends to my complete amazement and disbelief. In my quieter moments, I had been analyzing the relationship that I had...
This girl, Maggie, is as cute as a button, but is so sexy at the same time. She has a round yet tight ass that could make any man drop to his knees and beg for it. She has average size round tits that she always shows off in tight shirts. Her eyes are a deep blue and she has brown hair with light brown highlights. Being about 5'4, less than 110 pounds, she's every horny guy's dream. I luckily have the privilege of being in her P.E. class, seeing her in blue booty shorts every day and a...
He has been my virtual Dom for a while now. We met in a glorified chat world with porn star avatars. Through these interactions and some voice and cam sex, he has come to control everything. He tells me when to eat, determines where I can go, how to act and what to wear. He lives thousands of miles away, but He marks my body nearly everyday. I am His canvas, His muse. He demands twenty spanks on the right ass cheek, I inflict the contact at his command. His voice, my hand, his marks. My body is...
I would like to start out by telling you that I am a 48-year-old married male, I have always had a fairly perverse mind while my wife is more on the prudish side. Over the years I have slowly gotten my wife into watching the odd porno together playing with sex toys and on occasions talking about her sexual fantasies, to those of you reading this who have a wide and varied sex life this achievement wont sound much but taking into account of how far she has come it’s a milestone in my book. Over...
Introduction: My first story, so Im open to advice and criticism, please tell me if I should continue it Hey sweetie what movie do you want to watch? I ask as I flip on the TV and jump onto the couch. Im not sure, Ill just let you choose Cora I hear David shout from the kitchen, followed by a banging of pans and the sound of the microwave turning on. I laugh to myself knowing that David probably dropped a pan on his foot again and is probably cursing it out quietly. I quickly grab the remote...
In this Game you are a big guy who have decided to finally spend his life doing what he's always wanted do to, owning and training slave girls. Ever since you turned 18 the only thing you've ever really felt like doing was getting a harem, being able to fulfill all of your perverted fantasies without anyone questioning it. And now that the previous slave master of the town has moved away, you decide to take your chance. All you have to do now is get a girl to get you started.
FantasyStanding atop a cliff peering over the valley bellow you unmount your horse. The dark red sun slowly rising behind the mountains on the other side, a faint but pleasant breeze in your hair and the sound of the forest awakening. It had been nine years since your journey started, and you are not planning to end it soon. You think back to how it started on that fated day nine years ago, remembering it as if it happend yesterday. You had just arrived home from playing with your friends on the...
FantasyRound One.I have become sexually attracted to a man for the first time in my life. Well, actually that’s not true; I just never would allow myself to believe it much less act on it. I have determined that I am a cross dressing bi-sexual, who has never satisfied the “bi” part. I am pretty sure he is open to it. I have excellent gaydar. It would follow that gay men would have good gaydar as well. That would explain why I got hit on so much by gay men when I was young. So dear reader this is for...
I would like to start out by telling you that I am a 48-year-old married male, I have always had a fairly perverse mind while my wife is more on the prudish side. Over the years I have slowly gotten my wife into watching the odd porno together playing with sex toys and on occasions talking about her sexual fantasies, to those of you reading this who have a wide and varied sex life this achievement wont sound much but taking into account of how far she has come it’s a milestone in my book. Over...
Looking out the window at the blistering cold wind blow around thick blinding waves of snow as the earlier winter storm which had caught everyone by surprised by its ferocity as well as just intensity continued to pile up the snow outside the log cabin. Sofia Aurora wished once more that John Wicker would hurry up and get to the cabin, it had been almost two years since they had last seen one another before John had shipped out a newly minted Lt. Commander and the executive officer of the EDF...
Jamie was on his way home after work. After a pretty rough day he was pushing his car hard, using the speed to try to relieve some of the stress.Before long he raced past a police car parked on a side street. "Shit", he muttered. "Just what I need". Sure enough, although he had brought his speed down to the limit, he looked in hia rearview and saw the police car pull out and follow him, lights flashing. Jamie found a safe spot and pulled over.The officer that got out of the police car was not...
Please excuse the poor grammar in this story and any misspellings that I might have. Wrote this quick one day, just putting my feelers out to see if I should continue writing. Comments welcome, but please be nice ;)I find us a place for you to sit/lay down, and after locating some lotion, I'd start rubbing your feet for a while, working my way up to your ankles, onto your calves, the lotion making sure I don't give you an Indian burn. Gently and slowly working my way up till I can feel your...
For various reasons it was a few years before anything more happened with Julie. She was trying to sort out her marriage, but I deduced that it was just a being there kind of relationship, rather than sexual. So when I got a call from Julie one morning I thought to myself, hello - here we go again!The mobile rang, I was not at work that day; it was Julie asking if it was possible for her to see me soon as possible. Fine I replied, I can come over anytime; then I added: Is Alan going to be...
He has been my virtual Dom for a while now. We met in a glorified chat world with porn star avatars. Through these interactions and some voice and cam sex, he has come to control everything. He tells me when to eat, determines where I can go, how to act and what to wear. He lives thousands of miles away, but He marks my body nearly everyday. I am His canvas, His muse. He demands twenty spanks on the right ass cheek, I inflict the contact at his command. His voice, my hand, his marks. My body is...
BDSMMy wife and I met J again in February 2009 in another hotel. Again S was dressed for the occasion in a tight grey skirt and loose blouse with plunging neck-line. We again, met him in the bar for a drink, S and J sat next to each other and he soon had his arm around her as she relaxed.After a nice glass of wine and a chat we all headed up to the hotel room where J started to undress S slowly and as he did so, he kept kissing her neck and touching her all over – she was really enjoying it,...
A few words of explanation are in order. I spent over thirty years in the packaging industry, beginning with corrugated containers and moving into flexible packaging. Flexible packaging is any package that is constructed from flexible stock, be it film (for instance, a package of potato chips), paper (for instance the outer wrap of single toilet tissue rolls), or foil (for instance, the lid of a single-serving yogurt container). Converting (or a convertor) is a generic term for taking film,...
[The four of us decided that we wanted to go for a swim as soon as we got home.] That was our plan, however, Mother nature had OTHER plans! We were about 10 miles from home when the skies got really dark. It had a strange greenish hue. We were headed south on Randall Road when we saw it. A tornado was about 5 miles south and already on the ground and coming RIGHT AT US! We saw a road coming up just ahead. “Turn right and floor it!” Greg shouted. Mary jammed on the brakes and turned. We...
Wednesday, April 18, to Sunday, April 22, 2007 In the very early morning, while the other celebrants snoozed, I spent half an hour practicing creating a ghost version of Archangel Michael. Ideally it would be indistinguishable from what I looked like in my A-man suit and still leave me with plenty of minds uninvolved so they could do other things, but that was never going to be possible, but a partial duplicate might have its uses. I already knew how to do the wings, so I 'just' needed a...
By Monday morning Marilyn’s itchiness had almost disappeared, and by Tuesday night she felt fine for her date with Andy. Afterwards, he scratched quite a different itch. “I love you,” he said as they got into the front seat again. “Yeah, but only on Saturdays,” She was in a silly mood. “I love you all the time. I want you all the time. I get you on Saturdays.” Clearly, Andy wasn’t feeling silly. “Do you really want me all the time?” Now, she sounded like she was fishing for...
The car pulled out of the end of the drive and I watched it go. How I was going to explain being six hours late, I didn’t know. Not that I was doing very well at explaining anything. With a sense of resignation I started the long walk up the drive. How far it is to the house have no clue. We just lived in the back of the 13 acres in the woods, and after a long day it is far enough. I carefully avoided the puddles heading up the hill. When was the last time I’d walked this in the dark? At...
I remembered I had promised Sylvia the day we moved into the apartment that we would talk about our future. I wasn't looking forward to it, but I had promised, and I almost always kept my promises. The important ones, anyway. On Monday evening, I phoned her. "Hi, Sylvia, it's me. I thought I would call and see when we could get together to talk." "Yes ... of course. We did agree to talk, didn't we? Is Wednesday evening alright? I have to go out tomorrow night." "Wednesday will be...
The specialists were assimilating very well with the ninth century Scots, but one of the things that had puzzled them in their first few weeks had been the absence of Christmas. Scott hadn't introduced that to Dalriada (or anywhere else) as he had found the whole experience had been commercialised until it was meaningless in his own time. The newcomers approached Scott shortly after St Andrew's Day and asked for that to be rectified this year. Scott considered the request and then decided...
By the time I reached Princeton, the savage battle was over and the town was being looted by the victorious Americans. There were small piles of mangled and stripped bodies everywhere. I found my scouting friends and my dubious lieutenant and reported that I had gotten lost somewhere in the Barrens. He told me that they had planned to attack New Brunswick but that too many men had deserted and the rest were exhausted. Many of our men had died in this fight, unlike the one at Christmas. He...
Friday morning; the last day of the first week of school dawned full of hope and promise. Everyone hoped that none of the teachers would assign homework the first weekend. At least Shannon and I had hope; Allison didn't even seem to have that. Sometime during the night she had gotten up and gone back to her own bed for the first time since school had ended. When I asked her about it she said she felt so bad about last night that she didn't feel like she deserved to be in the same house with...
As we stepped out of the tent and on to the sand, Allison said, "Well that was certainly a lot easier than going in. So, do I want to ask what that was all about?" "Amber." I answered. She nodded her understanding as she said, "Ah, yes, I see. Enough said. So, what do we want to do next?" "Well," I answered as we moved over to where Jamie was waiting for us, "barring unforeseen emergencies, I'd like to talk to Bob about the problem with Jamie and me being separated. It seems odd...
December 27, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “I’m tempted, but not tonight. I’m not saying never, but not tonight.” Janey frowned, “Nothing I can do to change your mind?” “Remember what I said about slow but sure.” “Can I see you again before you go back to Taft?” “Maybe Friday?” “Sure.” “We’ll talk at work. You work every day, right?” “Yes. How about another kiss?” I smiled and pulled her closer again and we exchanged another soft French kiss. “Good night,” I said when we broke the kiss a...
After my little chat with Brewer (see Bending Brewers' mind) a few weeks past. It was a critical time, one in which he could take a real hiding or he could start down the road of committed cuckold. You can bet, I wondered what happened to him! Then my mistress updated me, it was whilst I was manicuring her toe nails. MY Mistress sent me on a two day course, to learn proper pedicure, so so she trusted me to look after her feet, to paint her nails, bright red in the way that my master Wesley...
CuckoldSynopsis – A mother learns her son’s perverted fantasy and helps him realize it ========================================================== I stared down at the filthy bed. The bed sheets must have been beige a long time ago but now they were dirty yellowish. Several large stains, most likely from cum of hundreds, may be thousands of men covered the bed spread. There were no pillows except one large square cusion in the middle. Right next to it a new stain had started to form where the my sperm...
“I caught you staring at her, James. She’s been wearing tight tops, with lower and lower cuts. You just can’t resist it, can you? Checking out a younger model?”Elyse attempted to keep a straight face and not break into a grin as she spoke to her husband James. She pouted and stood up on her tip-toes with his 6ft frame towering over her petite figure. All whilst staring up at his piercing blue eyes. Arms were wrapped tightly around his waist, gripping his shirt, they stood in their apartment’s...
This was the second email that I received from Scarlett and it brought me up to date on her latest adventure. From: Scarlett To: Just Plain Bob Sent: Sunday, September 10, 2006 1:04 PM Subject: Last night Dear JPB - I was sitting at the kitchen table sipping a glass of red wine and trying to figure out what I wanted to fix for dinner when Mike called me. He told me that the planned gangbang for the weekend had fallen through and to make up for it he was going to take me out to dinner. He...
What is Smash, you ask? Only the hottest new dating app, but it's a secret. This secret app is a hookup app designed specifically to enable kinky interracial sex between white guys and Asian girls, and in the most hedonistic ways possible. The UI looks a lot like Tinder, but without any pretense of civility. Full stats are posted: guys post height, dick size, eye color, body type, etc while girls show cup size, height, measurements, etc. Both post their numbers: from the white "conquest score"...
Interracial( I may make this a short mini-series. I am testing this as I may convert it to a stepmom/stepson(s) series for Amazon). My name is Mary, and I am the mother of two twin teenage boys, Aiden and Chris. There is that point when teenage boys discover the delight of masturbating. I would like to think that many moms have the same ‘fear’ of walking in on their teenage son(s) in the act. I did not walk in on them, but I did find them masturbating. The first time I had gone out to do shopping....
Hi friends, you must have got my introduction from my earlier stories published in this site. In this story, I am going to describe about my experience with a horny girl with whom I had sex in the train bogie itself. There is a proverb that girls and ladies behave in strange ways; rather nobody can predict how they would behave. I am going to describe it in one of my experiences, being my second and last incident during train journeys. Once, I was coming back from my hometown. As it was...
Elveron: Die Welt stand in Flammen! Die Weltmeere waren vom vielen Blut rotgefärbt. Der Boden war ein einziger Komposthaufen der Leichen. Das alles waren Folgen des Krieges zwischen gut und böse. Ein Krieg der kein Ende zu haben scheinen wollte, ein Krieg der das Ende der Welt verklingen lassen wollte. Ein Krieg der Ambivalenz der Welt. Doch als die Weltbevölkerung auf ein Drittel geschrumpft war, beschlossen die beiden Seiten den Krieg anzuhalten und Verhandlungen zu führen, wie man eine...
As Cindy pulled into her driveway late Thursday afternoon she noticed a Gas Company truck parked just down the hill at the Turners' house. The Turners were her only neighbors. Her house sat up on a hill with a beautiful view of the surrounding foothills. She loved the house because of the views and the privacy it offered without having to close any of the curtains. A man walked quickly up the hill in the blowing snow towards her. "Hi, I'm with the Gas Company, your neighbors called earlier...
Most mornings, we would pass each other in the lobby of our building, and I would smile and offer her a greeting. But she would avert her eyes, merely nod and hurry away.A young professional woman, I guessed, no older than twenty-five. Maybe a solicitor, accountant, medic or academic. Her fiery hair was invariably gathered tightly back into a tucked-in-braid. She never wore a skirt, always a suit, those butt-hugging tailored pants. One morning I noticed the impeccability of her attire...
BDSM100% fiction! I have devoted a great deal of time and energy in writing this story and I would appreciate any comments greatly - as long as they are logical and constructive. I hope that you find that my work is provocative enough to be worthy of your comments. I would also appreciate it greatly if you would E-mail your comments directly to me (john_octavian_murdoch at yahoo dot com) rather than posting them on the newsgroup if that is not too much trouble and it would be helpful if you...
IncestThe Private Life of a Taxi Driver is, sometimes more private than you think. Taxi driving doesn't just start by taking a Passenger from point A to B, It's not so true, because in the daytime you may have a more controlled fare on the hour but at night it is normally weird people. Sometimes you have to do more than you thought you would bargain for. You will ask why? Well let me explain! People are sometimes paying you to take them from one point to another, but also want you to be their escort...
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