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Memories By Robin Y. I often think back to how I came to be the feminine male I am. There remains a lot of wishful thinking, but wishful thinking never changed anything and I try to use what I remember to gain some understanding of why I am who I am. I don't know if that is possible....I'm sure those memories are tainted with time, but I do believe that they offer some clues to why I chose the paths I have. Why we have the inclination for these choices may never be clear....but...
The Personalia noticed that they were becoming uncomfortable. They put this down to Governor Bob Kempe of the planet Rehome, and his enthusiastic support of their race. He kept telling everyone he met how kind and helpful the Personalia were. He made them out to be the ideal race to be partnered with - friends to be admired and praised; a defence force without parallel; a source of technical and financial wizardry; the perfect complement to human ingenuity and pushiness. That upsetting...
Kevin Reilly unlocked his front door, kicked off his shoes and walked down the hallway to the kitchen. He had just taken his wife Keri to the airport where she was going to be catching the 8 a.m. commuter flight to the state capital. It was her biweekly three day trip to perform secretarial duties for her boss, Bradley Knox III, or as Kevin always referred to him, Trey. Every time he used that nickname for her boss's pretentious official name Keri would remind him that her boss hated it....
I do not pretend to be a writer, but I just thought I`d scribble down some memories. This is`nt fiction, just a small part of my personal history.Some things happened in the dark ages, othersnot so long ago, but everyone of them is etched in my memory and I can still remember it like it happened yesterday. [/First Timesb]My first real open mouth kiss was when I was about f******n and not being real sex, I don`t suppose it is against the law to state that age here.We were...
Funny thing about "MEMORIES". In my senior years, I can not remember the name of the movie I watched last weekend or the name of its lead actor but I recall perfectly the events of May 11, 2009. The washrooms at the mall were bereft of cock so I walked a couple of blocks to the library to see if there was any action there. When I entered the washroom, there were 2 guys in there. One was standing in front of the right urinal and the other guy was at the left one. The middle urinal was where I...
Special thanks to my Proof Reader The roar of the jet's engines is the only thing intruding on my grief. I still can't believe it. Nicci is gone. She and her husband Frank drowned off the Florida coast in a severe tropical storm; they and seventeen other passengers. She and Frank were to enjoy a relaxing two week sailing trip. It was intended to be sort of a second honeymoon, the first time they were away from home alone in years. Nicci was my sister and we were close ... very close. She...
Funny how things looked bigger when I was eight than they do now at fifty. I was home for the first time in almost thirty-two years. I left home at eighteen to join the Air Force. Now I'm back for my mom and dad's funeral. They died in a fiery car crash on their way home from seeing my younger sister in Olean, New York. They lived in Jamestown almost all their lives and in the same house since I turned seven. It was a hundred year old house with two floors, an attic, and a basement. The...
You aren’t here anymore. For more than a year already. Maybe I should have started earlier with this, now my notes about you start today. I don’t know what this is going to be. Or what it is good for. Maybe for everything, maybe nothing. Maybe it should be therapy for me. I had thought that I was cured. I imagined it. To be healed of you. How ridiculous.Obviously, nobody can close the gap that you left behind. It is completely hopeless.Through you I have experienced what love is. Love is when...
Love StoriesLike many men my age I’m a proud grandfather of six and I indeed love them all and my ex wife was a loving, beautiful woman and still is. We raised four great kids together, but there is a part of me none of them knows about and it goes back many years. I go back to high school when I was extremely shy around girls. I wasn’t, however shy around guys. I was a good athlete, tall and in great shape. I played ball, wrestled and ran track. I wasn’t attracted to other guys in the least and I was very...
Just for fun, I though it might be nice to share some of the experiences I went through on my way to becoming the sexy slut I am. Before I had the confidence to fully dress and go out, and to go on the few dates I’ve been on, I was completely closeted. The only way I could express my girly side was through playing on the phone and all alone. I loved dressing up a few times a week. I collected sexy underwear from ex-girlfriends who left stuff behind, and from a few rare shopping trips where I...
Just for fun, I though it might be nice to share some of the experiences I went through on my way to becoming the sexy slut I am. Before I had the confidence to fully dress and go out, and to go on the few dates I've been on, I was completely closeted. The only way I could express my girly side was through playing on the phone and all alone. I loved dressing up a few times a week. I collected sexy underwear from ex-girlfriends who left stuff behind, and from a few rare shopping trips where I...
CrossdressingLike many men my age I'm a proud grandfather of six and I indeed love them all and my ex wife was a loving, beautiful woman and still is. We raised four great kids together, but there is a part of me none of them knows about and it goes back many years. I go back to high school when I was extremely shy around girls. I wasn't, however shy around guys. I was a good athlete, tall and in great shape. I played ball, wrestled and ran track. I wasn't attracted to other guys in the least and I was very...
BisexualI was reading the paper the other day and saw this article about a Canadian Air force pilot who had murdered a couple of girls, but the best bit for me was the fact that this guy had an undie fetish and there he was in all his glory and a pair of stolen bras and pants!! The bulge in the pants looked interesting too, I would certainly have enjoyed investigating that!! He's going away for a minimum of twenty five years for the murders so I bet he'll be popular inside, plenty of opportunity to...
Elena was a goddess among mortals. She was from Bermuda, six foot tall, 125 lbs, hazel eyes, and the skin tone of a caramel macchiato! She had not cut her hair since she was a small girl in St. George. To say the least, she was stunning!We met while I was working a second job at a local fast food place. I, a regular guy, she was one of the managers. At first, I was interested in her best friend, that is until I "saw" Elena.She was the utmost professional while at work, but loved to let her hair...
InterracialMy name is Richard Rogers and this is the story of the love of my life. I am single, 46 years old and an architect for a small but nice firm based in Santa Cruz, California. I was married early in my career, but it didn't work out so I have never taken the plunge again. Maybe someday I'll find the right woman and we'll live happily ever after, but I doubt it. Approximately Three Years Ago: Last Sunday my mother, Anne, had a fall at home and was admitted to the hospital. She had surgery on...
Lanie was my next door neighbor. I was enamored of her since she moved in as a brand-new bride. I was 13, and she was 20 years old. Tall, blonde, with B cup breasts, and a beautiful set of blue eyes. I thought that she was the sexiest woman I had ever seen. Many nights were spent masturbating, and dreaming of her. Now she was 25 and I was 18 not much had changed. Then her husband left her. She came in to see my mother, and you could see that she had been crying. She told mom that she was...
Sex, it seems it’s all I ever think about. From the time I wake up in the morning to the time I go to bed, sex is never far from my thoughts. From pub-erty, I found myself always fascinated by the male sex organ, and how sex could be an integral part of my life. My thoughts never wandered far from thinking about sex, even after I had my first sexual experience with a partner. Looking back at how my teenage years unfolded, I can see now how my parents were worried about me and my early...
EroticLast February, an external accounting team came to perform reviews within my company. A selected group of persons were chosen for the interview, I was one of the chosen ones to be interviewed. I began to suspect that the audits were just a cover-up. Working in the company's logistics I had nothing to do with corporate finances. I turned up for the audit, where I was welcomed by a team of four people. The interview went smoothly. They asked me innocent questions about life and work at the...
Mind ControlWith tears streaming down her face, Adriana watched through the fog of loneliness and despair as her true love turned to leave. Pride and fear had kept her from telling him how much she desperately needed to feel his arms around her and and for him to nuzzle her hair and whisper "I love you, baby. It'll all work out." She wanted to call out his name and beg him to stay, but the little voice inside her head told her that she wasn't that weak and to let him walk away, forever if need be. With...
Memory By Angel Hailee "Wake up." "Huh? Who said that? Its so bright... can't see." "Don't worry, just wake up." "Um... okay..." "You can leave your eyes closed for now... just wake up." "Okay... I'm up... I think." "Yes, you are. Can you open your eyes?" "I think so... yeah... its okay... can't see too well... everything's blurry." "Maybe you need glasses." "But I've never had them before." "People's eyes change." "True." "Do you remember your...
My name is Bill King. A month after I moved to California I was sitting in a bar in San Francisco’s Mission District. At about 9:00 I decided to go back to the apartment of the friend I was staying with. When I left the bar I heard a man yelling obscene insults at two Hispanic women who had just left a restaurant. My parents raised me not to be that way. I thought he should not be that way either. I walked over to talk to him. “Why are you yelling at those women?” I asked. “They’re...
Saundra fixed dinner and Bobby, his dad Mark and his mom sat at the table in the kitchen. Bobby said, "mom, may I go nude around the house? This cock is just a pain with clothes on. I realize I had to wear them to school but I don't really need to here. The only ones who will see me are dad, you and my teacher." Saundra said, "of course if it feels better nude then go ahead. Oh and by the way, Alice said she would like to come over and help out." Bobby said, "wow. I've had fantasies...
Hello everyone ! Well for a start, this is the very first story I’m posting here which is about how I met a real milf ( in her 40’s ) online, which finally led to fulfilling her fantasies of domination. For an introduction, I’m an entrepreneur by profession and a pretty successful one ( I guess, have closed VC rounds lol ) but yes as every individual has their own personal life away from the professional, so do I. I love getting dominated by women and being their slave. I like to be a dirty...
Isaac and the girls were in walking down the expansive hallways of the Maine Mall, moving from store to store. Isaac had decided to take them shopping and spoil them a little, so of course he was carrying the bags and covering most of the purchases. The smiles of their faces were priceless, but hauling the countless bags of clothes, he couldn’t help but smile at the thought that he now felt like THEIR slave. Blood splattered across the movie screen in the newest horror movie...
Tom inherited the Fisherman’s Point cottage from Polly, his great aunt. At the time, Tom and Karen were living in a small garden flat in Shepherd’s Bush. Karen was working as a marketing executive for a package holiday company. Tom was working as a freelance journalist, although what he really wanted to do was try his hand at writing a novel. The cottage was not large. It had probably started life as a fisherman’s cottage sometime in the early part of the 18th century. Polly had given it a new...
“The weekend starts here!” That was how Jools Holland would introduce the music programme The Tube at 6pm every Friday night in the early 1980’s. But when did last weekend begin? When I left Jens house wearing tiny tartan miniskirt and a new pair of black fishnet stockings? When I kissed my husband goodbye before I drove to Jens house? When I hid the sports bag containing my secret outfit in the boot of the car the day before? Was it the previous Friday when I spent 4 hours...
Linda’s experience at the barbershop was thrilling. ‘Ed, it was so exciting to get a haircut from Roberto and to suck his big cock. It was so good !’ Well, I enjoyed it as well. Just thinking about the idea of my wife being ‘abused’ by a professional barber made my little fellow stiff. ‘would you like to repeat it ?’, I asked Linda. ‘of course’, she said. I phoned Roberto and asked him whether he is interested in another session with me and with Linda. ‘This time, you can give her even a...
When the troops were all ashore, they began unloading equipment. The two Blackhawks started up and flew ashore. While the four tanks drove off the ship to the dock from the modified lower deck hatch, one Blackhawk flew cover while the other went in search of the first group. One tank was left alongside the ship and ten guards were left aboard to guard the women. The previous group had left signs spray-painted in Arabic along the route to their compound. Finding the compound empty and signs...
Oh there is that cock of yours, hard & hanging out in the bathroom. Let me suck that cock while u sit on the toilet. Watch my beautiful face as I take your cock down my throat. I use my feet too, cause I know you love that! It’s not father day right now, but since your a dad, well happy father day! I guess with me taking care of your hardon, it’s like father day once again! So, we are going to play a game, just before you cum, I’ll let go of your cock so you don’t...
xmoviesforyouBabysitting BenefitsbyVelius Ironhorn©Here's a true story. Or is it? Names have been changed for the sake of propriety, but it's pretty damn close to true events. Unless it's not, then names haven't been changed. Alas, I've already gone off on a tangent. Don't let the title throw you, the actual participants are of legal age.So, let me start off on a downer. My mom passed away last year. Just one moment in a long line of stressful events for my family. Without getting too much into it, my...
The wind rattled the windows gently, the warm breeze lifting the curtains every now and then, letting flashes of the orange light from outside spill over Marcus' legs where he lay on the floor. He'd manhandled the two mattresses out into the sitting area while Hope and Shawna arranged the cushions from the sofa into a makeshift bed, and the three of them lay with their heads together, their legs pointing out in three different directions. "You still awake?" Hope asked, staring up at the...
Christopher broke the silence. “Jen, you’ve tortured Andrew enough this evening. He is way beyond needing to cum. He doesn’t have to lick you first. He doesn’t have to lick you after. Andrew, you have permission to spend the rest of the evening fucking her hot, horny cunt as much as you want. “Jen, lie back and service my son until he’s satisfied. Andrew, you can start using her pussy whenever you’re ready.” Desperate to be fucked, Jen welcomed Christopher’s instructions. With a lecherous...
I stayed in the village for a couple of weeks to heal up and rest. But then my restless nature and thirst for revenge made me antsy, wanting to get going again. I said goodbye to the people in the village who had become my friends and with a quick jump into the air I started to continue my flight northward. I didn't go straight north though, I made a slight detour through Colombia. I planned to go to the Embassy there, to send another message. Underway I rested a few times on hilltops and...
Chapter 1: Debbie It was as cold as a witch's tit out there. I was wearing my big fluffy green sweater with the big white P on the front. Matching green gloves with white trim covered my hands and my head was protected by a similarly colored wool cap with white Mickey Mouse type fluffy ears. My eyes were tearing from the bitter wind sweeping across the open field. What hurt most, from the cold, were my legs, bare under the short white skirt covering those green silk panties which gave me...
After your lunchtime affair with me, you had to go home without your knickers. I let you clean your face with them and kept them! And when you were typing the last letters from me, you also saw great stains of his sperm on your skirt! You couldn't go home like that. You went to the 'Ladies' to clean it, but you had to use so much water the skirt was soaking wet. Lucky for you, you came to work dressed in a long leather coat. You whipped off your skirt to see how exposed you'd be without it. It...
Summer had noticed a man watching her from the across the way of her apartment building. A few nights she caught him staring at her. After that he shut his light off but kept the shades open. He was a tall, handsome but dark looking man. And she would always wear something sexy or make sure she was change in that window. Which was fairly easy seeing as not many people lived in the building. A small building at the village of town. Her apartment was facing the trees and had a beautiful view of...
When I was young I used to have sleep-overs with my buddies. There was Marc, Charlie, Steve. This was like fifth and sixth grade. We each had our routines. At Marc’s house we would put on music, jump on the bed that was down in the basement and prend to play guitar on his tennis rackets. At Steve’s house we would explore (he lived in an old manson) and try to watch his sisters from outside the windows. His sisters were older, in high school. One had a fire escape outside her room and the other...
I was reading, one evening, when my lovely wife walked in wearing her long bathrobe…with spiked heels, no less. I glanced up, secretively, as she stood at the love seat across from where I was seated on the sofa. She reached into the robe’s pocket, pulled out a small vibrator and placed it next to her planned place of repose. She loosened the sash and allowed the robe to slip, slowly, off of her pale shoulders, past the curve of her hips and onto the floor as if I wasn’t there. Beneath the...
Raping Jared Cooper By: Lilliantha The following is a work of erotic fiction. It contains Rape, Slash, and Violence…Reader Discretion is advised. “God damnit Cooper!” Anson spat, “Couldn’t you have let me tackle you just once?” I mean, come on! My fucking parents were watching!!” “Hey, what can I say? I’m just a damn good Quadball player!” yelled Jared, asshole of the 12th year. It was the year 2010 and once again Jared Cooper had spoiled the Quadball game by stealing the ball. “You’ll pay...
After I called him the night after the club he told me the surprise. He was coming to see me Saturday night. I was very excited and told him, “I couldn’t wait." The day arrived and he texted me and told me, "He was on his way." I was at my mom's house and had to get home, so I was there when he arrived. I made up the bed and waited around the house til the phone call came. He had gotten off the exit and was awaiting further directions. Once he had the directions he arrived fairly quickly. Once...
BDSMSo, we had so much fun within a few hours before my interesting day he had in store for me was presented. My daddy fucked me like no one ever has. I was a bad girl when we weren’t together. I would touch myself and play with, finger, and fuck my pussy with my vibrator. My daddy didn’t like the fact that I would do that on my own. So when I saw him, he would spank me on my ass very hard to get it through my head to not masturbate without his permission. That’s what happened this day… again. I...
I walked through the door of his bedroom, in my jeans shorts and a sleeveless top. It was unusual for me to walk like this at home. My husband wouldn’t allow me. But this wasn’t my husband’s house. This was where I truly belonged. “Good morning, Jasmine!”, Prady greeted me with a smile. He had just woken up. His face had not changed. Not a bit. I recalled the day I lost my virginity to him at a resort. We were lovers from college. He was a Hindu. I was Christian. Our parents didn’t approve. He...
Present – Liz and Bernie – After the meeting After things are over with Thom, Bernie asks, “Do you have any idea where Samantha was going to get the story?” I smile at Bernie and reply, “I don’t even have a clue, and to be truthful, I don’t really care.” Bernie grins and says, “So, is this what it’s going to be like now that you’re pregnant?” I return his grin and reply, “Sure, why not? With Samantha back on board, shouldn’t I be allowed to take some time off for our baby?” Bernie laughs...
The Latavit docked at Longview's main port just before the sun hit its highest point in the sky. The day was chilly – by Emertland standards – but the sky was clear. Jorgarn, adorned in his mail shirt and blue overlay, walked down the gangway with Pernice, also in mail but with a blood red overlay. Neither man wore his chain head covering. Each wanted the crowd that assembled at the port to see him. Most recognized Jorgarn immediately but even those who didn't took a step backward as the...
Sharon Stits and Nikki Summers were two mid-level executives in a large PR firm who were locked in a fierce rivalry from which only one woman would emerge victorious. Brunette, gorgeous, and in their early fourties, both women were on a collision course for the top of the corporate ladder.Sharon had a reputation for wielding her incredible sexuality as a weapon against rival women who got in her way. With her firm 36C tits and long, exquisite legs, which were always dressed in short, tight...
It was just another night, sitting at home with my husband. I was talking to a man on my favorite app about whether or not I was actually a nymphomaniac, not that it really mattered if I was or not. I have learned that most men love a woman that is crazy about sex, no matter what title she goes by. In the progress of our conversation he told me that it had been well over a year since he’d had sex of any kind. My first thought was that this was my kind of man. I mean he had to be horny as hell...
Straight SexTia was lying on the hard table used for cutting vegetables and meat in the large kitchen. Her hips were pillowed against Tony's bare thighs and he was slowly moving in and out of her. Several thin trickles of blood decorated the young Phoenix's torso and breasts, traveling down from a dozen narrow cuts and gathering in small puddles of dark red on the dark wooden table. She trembled as another orgasm raged through her body. Tony watched, luxuriating in the cunt-wrenching spasms he could...
Hi, Guys, this is mad maddy again here to share the sex story happened on my last visit to Chennai, as you know very well I am fond of some spicy moments in life which comes by the way. ok, let me take you to what really happened, That day was a Friday and we had a get together party at one of my friends house at Alwarpet and it went on well, people started to move to their house and without me as I have been accompanying my friend and lost myself in the television, left his home around 11 pm...
Gay MaleWell Dammit! I said to myself as I boarded the 6:30 AM train to town. I rarely worked Saturdays, let alone worked on a Sunday. But today I found myself heading back in to work to finish what I didn’t get done yesterday. The only reason I had to return today I mumbled to myself, was because of you, you fucking rich bitch. You fucked with my head so badly yesterday I couldn’t ever clear your image out of my head. Now it’s early fucking Sunday morning, and I’m headed to work. Plus, I didn’t sleep...
March 14th, 1995, 10:51 PM EST; Mile 369; 3 miles west of Johnstown, PA Inside the compartment, it was noisy. Outside, the countryside flashed by in the dark, streetlights sometimes causing the shade to brighten. The clattering of the wheels over the tracks was a raucous din, while the car’s age- 45 years- and unbelievable mileage allowed some creaking and shuddering of the car’s ancient and abused structure. The cacophony included such things as the rooms door constantly rattling in its...
“The orgasm was nice,” replied Faith. “But you still shouldn’t have done that. It was like rape or something.” “It looked more like something wonderful,” said Cinny. “Now come out of that stall. We want to get you ready for the day.” “No!” retorted Faith. “I’m not playing this game any more.” “How much of a fight do you think you can give us with those cuffs on?” asked Linny. They had left Faith cuffed when they put her back in her stall the night before, much to Faith’s chagrin. It had...
Note : This story is completely fictional! It was the summer of my daughters graduation from high school. She had turned 18 in the winter and just finished school. She is an attractive girl but has always been overweight and very self conscious about her looks. I was at home drinking a lot. I had divorced her mother several years ago and lived by myself. On this evening i had a knock on my door. It was my daughter Kim. She came in crying. She was all dressed up coming home from grad night. She...
IncestThis is the follow up to “Tattoo Trade” as written by Erin.I lay here exhausted, my head spinning, my pussy, mouth and ass sore and I have semen leaking from me. I’m quickly writing what has transpired before I make my drive back home to my husband. I hope you enjoy.I made the long drive back to see Brian, my tattoo artist, to get the touch-up and additional detail work done that he and I discussed last time. Also as per his request, I scheduled my appointment for his last of the day so that I...
Eric awoke to the sounds of static coming from an old black and white television set. Sitting up, he realized he was in his dad’s parents’ living room, and as he took the room in, everything appeared to be the way he remembered seeing it the last time he had been there. Everything except for the television set. As Eric stood up, the static faded into a picture of a little boy sitting on a couch playing with a four-inch high Red Indian figurine. The couch looked as dated as the TV Eric was...
He is the man that your father always told you about, the one that you would one day meet. Father referred to him as your prince. Although you thought that those kind of things only ever happened in fairy tales, as you are not a princess no matter how much father would say otherwise. Father told you about a man and how he is going to take your arm and guide you along the street, he would make you feel like you were royalty by the simplest of things. You matter so much to him and you don’t even...
We stared at the completed map. It showed several overlapping circles with the time delays the King experienced. "What made you think there would be a bigger pause before whispers from farther away?" I asked my wife. "When your husband adventures all over the Kingdom, you begin to notice such things." She smiled, shrugging off the compliment, then pointed to the spot on the map where all the circles overlapped. "She is here, inside the walls of Buya." "Just north of the West Gate,...
I am a 38-year-old, successful woman, married with k**s, job, mortgage, the lot. I’ve lost count of the men I’ve slept with. Serious relationships are counted on the fingers of one hand, but 1-offs and even longer relationships I have no idea. I love my husband and my k**s, my jobs, the holidays abroad, our 5-bedroom house, my SUV etc. Sex is ok-ish and I do have a fling with an old ex-workmate of mine from time to time and a season, semi-regular shag-buddy in our Spanish villa. No complaints....
She awoke feeling lost alone and frightened. As she rose from the bed she knew she wasn't lost or alone. As she turned and looked back at the bed she left she knew why she was frightened. She walked into the tiny bathroom; she avoided looking in the mirror because she knew what she would see. She knew what colors crossed her face. She knew the ugly scars she would see. He stirred in bed and she tensed at the sound. 'I can't live like this. I shouldn't have to. He isn't worth it.' Back in...