All About Simon
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The story is in the dutch language. Several times is asked the stories to translate in English. But I am sorry, not alone no time, but also is my English not good enough for translating. But perhaps is there anywhere a dutch speaking person with a good translating feeling who will translated my stories. It is possible under the name of Louis, but can also under your own name. Zoals al mijn verhalen is ook dit verhaal weer van A tot Z verzonnen. De personen die worden genoemd bestaan...
This is to let all of the husbands out there know that watching your wife have sex with another man is not all it's cracked up to be. My wife and I have been married to each other for almost 5 years now, I am 37 and she is 28. My wife was a virgin when we got married so she had never been with another person before. We had actually met at my brothers wedding, she was a bridesmaid, and I was my brother's best man. I guess my fantasizing about watching her have sex with another man started when...
InterracialPrologue Simons mother, Chrissie, suffered from osteoporosis. The illness had caused the break up of her marriage and now she lived alone with her son. The condition meant that she required the assistance of a home-helper. Tanya, a twenty three year old care worker, fulfilled this roll. Tanya had started the job before Christmas as a temporary post, but as Simons mother worsened, she was told to stay on. This was not a problem for Tanya as the job was easy and she enjoyed Simons company....
Simon and Melissa had been seeing each other for a couple of weeks. A couple of coffee dates, a movie or two; nothing too serious, just a bit of fun. Simon could hardly believe his luck - he was a bit geeky-looking, never had much luck with girls, but Melissa was absolutely stunning. They met in a physics class they were both taking, and Melissa had sat next to him, even though there were lots of other seats. She spent the entire lecture watching him and smiling. He spent the entire lecture...
College SexThe forced feminisation of Simon Part 1 By Dawlish Matt Chapter 1 My nightmare first began in February 2013. It was around 11 on a Tuesday morning and I was in the classroom alongside 20 or so of my classmates in the middle of a history lesson, when there was a sudden knock on the classroom door and a young boy entered and handed a piece of paper to Mr Briggs, the history teacher. After reading the note, Mr Briggs called out my name in front of the whole class, saying "...
Simon had known Tom for many years and had helped out at the school almost from the start. He was a silversmith and made many items for the students, especially just before they left the school. Tom also made working for him even better by allowing him free use of his subjects after they had been fitted out. As a result, he was always looking for new gadgets to make. He had liked the look of the ill-dressed young woman at Tom's dinner party and had already begun work on designs especially...
When my shifts came in for the Christmas period it was a blow to see I had kopped Christmas day and Boxing day, being on call. I said to my wife she should still go and see her family regardless, which had been our original plan.Boxing day morning I awoke feeling horny and thought wouldn't it be fun to have someone round as it's rare I get the house to myself. Previously I had discovered a website called fabguys and logged on to see if there were any possibilities. As luck would have it, I got...
I looked out over the class room and noted the clicks of students. Jocks, nerds, goths, the pretty girls, the ugly girls, and then there was Simon. Simon was special, neither a nerd, nor a jock, he was just Simon. Water combed hair neatly parted and that day he wore a light blue collared shirt under a cute little dark blue vest. A gold loop in his left earlobe and he wore flannel pants and black dress shoes. He was so out of the ordinary he caught my attention the first day of class.“Settle...
MatureThis is a true story that I need to share and has completely change my sex life. I've been married to my loving husband for 20yrs and have been totally faithful. we have a good sex life and are both in our mid forties, both in good shape we also have a fifteen year old daughter.I like dressing sexy for my husband and love him fingering me until I cum. We have often talked about me getting fuck by someone else and allow it really turns me on I have never had the courage or the intention. My...
This is a true story that I need to share and has completely change my sex life. I've been married to my loving husband for 20yrs and have been totally faithful. we have a good sex life and are both in our mid forties, both in good shape we also have a fifteen year old daughter.I like dressing sexy for my husband and love him fingering me until I cum. We have often talked about me getting fuck by someone else and allow it really turns me on I have never had the courage or the intention. My...
This is a true story that I need to share and has completely change my sex life. I've been married to my loving husband for 20yrs and have been totally faithful. we have a good sex life and are both in our mid forties, both in good shape we also have a fifteen year old daughter.I like dressing sexy for my husband and love him fingering me until I cum. We have often talked about me getting fuck by someone else and allow it really turns me on I have never had the courage or the intention. My...
This is a true story that I need to share and has completely change my sex life. I've been married to my loving husband for 20yrs and have been totally faithful. we have a good sex life and are both in our mid forties, both in good shape we also have a fifteen year old daughter.I like dressing sexy for my husband and love him fingering me until I cum. We have often talked about me getting fuck by someone else and allow it really turns me on I have never had the courage or the intention. My...
This is a true story that I need to share and has completely change my sex life. I've been married to my loving husband for 20yrs and have been totally faithful. we have a good sex life and are both in our mid forties, both in good shape we also have a fifteen year old daughter.I like dressing sexy for my husband and love him fingering me until I cum. We have often talked about me getting fuck by someone else and allow it really turns me on I have never had the courage or the intention. My...
"Brilliant," Brenda chided herself. "I've just driven off my one and only boyfriend. Wade has fallen for Petra, his new paralegal, and I'm out in the cold once more. Fantastic!" There wasn't a lot of point in kicking herself over it. After all, hadn't they both agreed their relationship was one of "friends with benefits?" Of course they had. It's just that she was getting used to having the big lug around ... especially in her bed a couple of times a week. It helped keep the edge...
I really fancied my wife’s young cousin, Simon. At eighteen he was ten years younger than she was and 18 years my junior. His legs excited me when he wore his shorts: they were so hard-looking and dusted with light hair. Simon’s face was rather cute and innocent-looking, his hair dark brown. When he called and sat on the sofa drinking a mug of tea I always became stiffly and shamefully erect, my cock trapped uncomfortably in my trousers. I fantasized constantly about fucking him, creaming the...
BisexualIt was now two weeks since sixty-four-year-old divorcee Elizabeth Prentice had attended the eighteenth-birthday party of her grandson, Tim. At that party Elizabeth had probably had too much to drink and, much to the disgust of her daughter Tina was snogging and groping with twenty-year-old Simon Whittaker. Tina would have been appalled if she had known that a few days after the party her mother spent the night in bed with the young man.Liz had not seen or heard from Simon since that night...
MatureSimon fumbles blindly for the clock as his alarm goes off, waking him from a deep sleep. Switching off the alarm as he sits up in bed and runs his hand through his chaotic hair, trying to force it into some form of order. Simon steps out of bed and glance at himself in the small mirror on his wall. His blue eyes stare back at him from the small mirror his blond hair is muddled as always, despite your efforts. After putting on a t-shirt and jeans, he rubs his eyes, trying to clear the lethargy...
Mind ControlI've always hated Simon, no that's not fair, envied would be a better word. He always had more than me; his family had more money than mine and it showed from his clothes to his birthday presents. It didn't help that he lived next door and I have to endure being shown all his new things. When we both finished school it got worse, he got a better job then me and always drove a newer car. The women he got off with were always prettier and curvier than mine were too; then he got married. At...
One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked ass is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do...
At the appointed time on Sunday Roger is wearing just a pair of jeans that showcases his tanned torso. I am wearing a short black silk blouse which barely covers my pubic area. It has a row of buttons down the back with only the top one fastened, so when I walk my naked arse is on full view, something Roger likes very much. “You really do have a glorious arse, absolutely magnificent,” he tells me as I flaunt it for him. Simone is running fifteen minutes late which heightens our anticipation...
I am of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. I have a very strong sex drive - and I love having sex with an audience. One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday...
I am of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. I have a very strong sex drive - and I love having sex with an audience. One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday...
One way ticket by Elaine © 2017 (based on an original story idea by Petite Pierre.) This story was inspired after reading a rough google translation version of a story that was written in French by Petit Pierre. At first I did think about making a better more accurate translation but as I started it was easier to do a complete rewrite adding parts that hadn't previously existed and modifying other parts extensively. This new version is around 60% longer and is obviously no longer...
The Education of Simone - Part 1When the college president called her to her office Simone thought she knew what was up. She had been blackmailing one of her professors into giving her a passing grade although it was obvious she failed the course. Simone, a strikingly beautiful 19 year old blonde, was accustomed to using her sexy looks to get out of trouble.Her parents knew of Simone's naughty ways, that's why they sent her to this all girl's college in the suburbs of Paris. But they never...
THE AGONY OF SIMONE A fantasy tale by Cordoza "Very well then you little slut, don't talk! We really don't care if it meanswe can gain so much more pleasure from watching your beautiful body writhein torment," the colonel cupped her firm breast and whispered into her ear, "Youhave no idea what we can and 'will' do to the most intimate parts of you bodyif you continue to keep silent," then she twisted the girl's nipple painfully. The beginning April, 1942, and in a small French provincial town a...
Simon and Melissa had been seeing each other for a couple of weeks. A couple of coffee dates, a movie or two, nothing too serious, just a bit of fun. Simon could hardly believe his luck – he was a bit geeky-looking, never had much luck with girls, but Melissa was absolutely stunning. They met in a physics class they were both taking, and Melissa had sat next to him, even though there were lots of other seats. She spent the entire lecture watching him and smiling. He spent the entire lecture...
Oh Simon how did it come to this… Who is Simon? He’s our friend in the dark clothes, black hair shaved sides and back, very ‘cute’ on him don’t you think? You’d think him a tomboy in the wrong outfit… or the right one depending on your tastes. At this moment he’s dressed in a choice ensemble, slim fit charcoal cargo pants and the neon green top with splatter paint skulls plastered front and back, heavy boots and an all too adorable choker like a dog collar with little chrome skulls for studds....
FetishThe Feminization of Simone By Simone Clark I was an everyday guy. I had a good job, happy relationship, money, and a nice place to live. I also had a secret, my alter ego Simone. I had some friends in the TG community but for the most part I kept to myself, living with the fear of exposure. I did spend a lot of time in chat rooms, portraying myself as Simone and often engaging in very hot chat with others. While I was in the chat rooms I was fully dressed as Simone, this helped...
This is a Story about my , her best friend and me. I’m Josh, a high school senior, 18 years old. I weigh around 180 pounds and am 5’10”. I have shoulder length straight black hair and light brown eyes. I was captain of the Basketball team. My Girlfriends name was Ashley. She was 18 as well. She was 5’3”; she has black hair with red streaks at the time. Her body was 34C-24-32. She was the sexiest and most beautiful girl in town. We had been dating since school. We had slept together often and...
Group SexThe day Simon became Simone...for everI was standing in position at the breakfast table where My Mistress and her steady boyfriend were having their breakfast. During their conversation she told I was in need for a proper punishment, because I begged her for relieve the day before. I was desperate for it since I didn't have any since my last birthday almost a year ago. When she came out of the shower and she put on her lingerie I couldn’t take my eyes of her, and although I was wearing my...
by Diomedes050465 Gang Banged Simone Richards had been born poor white-trash and had married just short of her eighteenth birthday, a marriage that had lasted barely fifteen months, he had beaten her, whored her out to his friends and turned her into a street hooker. The trouble was that after she had finally had the courage to walk out she had no means of supporting herself except on her back or with her mouth. She was however a natural beauty and quickly became an expensive escort...
The club was dark, the music hot and the girls were everywhere. This was my first time at this place, I had heard that it was the best place to be on Friday night, so my buddy and I decided to check out the scene. I had been transferred to the mid-west area after a hurricane had devastated the office back home. Living out of a hotel room for a year was hard but the city was very progressive and eclectic with lots of hot looking MILF’s and girls around. As John and I sat having a drink and...
Simon was a friend of a friend. I might him at a party and from the start he seemed obsessed with turning me "Gay." I was attracted to women and had never been with a man before, but he seemed set on converting me and was not shy about telling me so. Not in public, but in private when no one was around, he would whisper he wanted me and how big his cock was. Sim as he was called, was on one of my stops and at first his flirts were flattering and kind of funny, but the more I thought about it...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry.Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
Love StoriesS i m o n und S i m o n e Mein Leben mit meiner weiblichen Seite Teil 1: WIE ALLES BEGANN Als alles seinen "Anfang" nahm, war ich noch ziemlich jung und lebte bei meiner Tante. Nicht weit von ihr, nur ein paar Bushaltestellen entfernt, wohnte ihre beste Freundin Gabriele. Sie war 40 Jahre alt, sehr attraktiv, immer elegant angezogen, wirkte elit?r und galt, wie meine Tante erz?hlte, vielfach als arrogante und abweisende Totalzicke. Ich hingegen verstand mich, was vielfach Ver...
When Father Mortimer checked into the hotel it was eight in the evening.The room was a basic no frills double with a small bathroom. He would never stay in such a hotel if he was attending one of his ecclesiastical conferences but for what he had planned it was just perfect.He got down on his knees and bent his balding aged head over a black gilt leaf Bible he had respectfully placed on the edge of the bed.“Blessed Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins,” he muttered and crossed himself three...
SpankingGrowing up in the neighborhood we all had a thing for Mrs. Jansen. Besides the fact that she was unbelievably sweet, she was also drop dead gorgeous. I would often find myself staring at her sunbathe in the afternoon and would often fantasize about her before I go to bed.With Mr Jansen working many hours I would always offer to help Mrs Jansen with some things around the house like carry heavy boxes, rake the yard, and move her furniture around. During my junior year, I was eager to go to the...
THE AMAZING MR. MORTIMER My girlfriend Rachel and I had decided to take a two week vacation to PuertoRico. I had first come across the girl on the streets of San Juan. She cameup to me and begged me for some money. At first I was going to say no. ThenI noticed how beautiful this young girl was and I was intrigued. I startedto reach into my purse to get her something, and she smiled at me. She hada very beautiful smile. It was in fact an entrancing smile. I kept her close to me with small bribes...
The kitchen was perfectly ordinary looking. It didn't seem right. How dare life continue looking the same when everything had changed? I could still feel the touch of my "friends" hands on my skin and the weight of their combined ejaculate inside my pussy. Yet the kitchen, with it's marble counter tops and glistening steel, seemed like a foreign land. As I stood there, naked and shivering on the cold linoleum flood, I allowed myself the emotional breakdown I protected myself from while...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
When my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...
As was his habit at lunchtime, Hal left the building and walked through the office park for exercise. It was a partly cloudy day, and for the moment it seemed overcast. On his way to a small path through the woods, he saw her. Sandy was an attractive redhead with a sensual voice who almost always wore a tailored blouse, a roomy ankle-length skirt, and one-inch pumps. Her wardrobe varied in color, patterns, and material, depending upon the season, but always the same ensemble. Hal watched as...
Elizabeth Fleming told me some of this story in the years before she died, aged eighty, in 2010. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family member I ever revealed my sexuality to, the first two being my parents. I had known since girlhood that she shared a cottage in Hampshire with her friend, Portia, but had never known their relationship was more than sisterly. When I told her...
LesbianI never FaceTime. I'm not a adolescent girl. I don't need to see your face when a simple text will do. Call me an old bastard, get-off-my-lawn type, but that's the way it is. (By the way, I'm not that old).So when that mechanical beeping emanates from my phone that someone wants to FaceTime me, it's definitely out of the ordinary. Especially when it's 10:30 on a Tuesday night. I got to my phone and it said "Ann FaceTime video."Well, this was different. Ann Next Door and I been fooling around on...
Tyler sat in the bathroom after her shower, thinking of the hot muggy day outside and her mind wandered to the beach. She could do it…but with whom? She couldn’t face the beaches alone, full of happy couples when she was just recently out of a relationship that went on for five years. It had been too hard for him to continue it. She dragged her hands through her brunette hair and closed her hazel-green eyes. A lock of hair fell into her eyes, brushing it behind her ear she decided to ring her...
LesbianConverted from "Simona_01.txt" on 21-Nov-2005 by AscToHTM 5.0 SimonaSeinem Rang entsprechend hatte Drusus direkt hinter den Senatoren seinen Platz eingenommen. Frühzeitig hatten sich die Ränge der Arena gefüllt, denn heute war der erste Tag, an dem die Anhänger der neuen Sekte ihrer gerechten Strafe zugeführt werden sollten. Flüchtig dachte Drusus an seinen Freund Licutus, der ihn erst so richtig aufdiesen Beginn der Spiele aufmerksam gemacht hatte. "Das werden die grausamsten und...
It was already dusk when I got into my car. The radio was still on. Chumbawamba's "Tubthumping" was playing. "How appropriate" I thought to myself. The Radio gods must be telling me something. I pulled out of the driving singing, "I get knocked down, but I get up again. You are never gonna keep me down..." As I drove, I rehearsed what I'm going to say to Chase. I'm going to tell him the truth. Well - a variation of the truth. I won't mention time travel or future events. I certainly...
She wanted to remember. The hookah was a beautiful piece. It stood at 4 ½ feet. Dark red… it always was her favorite color. This hookah was her personal prize. It only had one hose, one smoker. She pulled the airtight box from its hiding place and opened the lid. Once released, the heady aroma drifted, tickling her nose. The new batch of bud was a dark green, but the crystals were so thick it turned everything pastel. Breaking it apart just enough to smoke easy, she arranged the weed in...
Introduction: While a few details have been tweaked, this story is as close as I can remember it Prologue She wanted to remember. The hookah was a beautiful piece. It stood at 4 ½, feet. Dark red&hellip, it always was her favorite color. This hookah was her personal prize. It only had one hose, one smoker. She pulled the airtight box from its hiding place and opened the lid. Once released, the heady aroma drifted, tickling her nose. The new batch of bud was a dark green, but the...
After the close call and excitement, in more ways than one, of that first night together, Sandy decided they better cool it a bit so Mom wouldn’t get suspicious. Mom also went back on day shift, 8am – 8pm, so bedtime was less private, but days were not such a problem. Randy tried to act normal around Mom and of course, around Sandy, but he did have some issues like being quieter and more protective. Mom just thought he was getting older and closer to starting into puberty, especially now...
Thanks P. for help with editing the story. SECONDHAND Another uneventful gray day of my life was coming to an end, and I had just closed the door and turned off the light at the back of the shop when there was a frantic knocking. A tall, white-haired woman in a long fashionable coat was standing outside, with two large black bin bags. I went up to the door and said, "We're closed! Sorry!" "What shall I do with these clothes, then?" the woman asked me, exaggerating her lip...
It was a warm October night and I was at a college football game with a few buddies. Throughout the first half of the game, I looked to my right and there was this hot sexy bald guy 3 sections to my right. He had huge arms and was wearing a black wife-beater and jeans. We kept looking at each other and at each time, he would show that bright smile of his.At halftime, I went to the restroom and used one of the stalls, luckily I was the only one in the bathroom. As I opened the stall, he was...
Summertime In Colorado I absolutely love summertime. The hotter it is the less the girls wear. Instead of long jeans they wear short shorts. Instead of full blouses they wear skimpy tops. Coats are strictly out of the question too. Bikinis are popular even if it is just the top half with a micro mini skirt. Like I said I absolutely love summertime. Girls of all ages are wonderful to look at. Touching them might be a different story but looking at them is still legal. The problem...
Summertime Blues Author's Note: This is an old story of mine which I self-edited using the great suggestions I been receiving. I will go back and edit it more. I want to see how well I could implement the suggestions which I got. Also, I want to give a thanks to all the people who had help me in my writing. It was a bright sunny Saturday afternoon in July yet it was raining in Joe's mind. This was for Joe was having a run of the mill bad day so he headed to the bar for a drink. He...
any of the actresses mentioned below. This story is written down for enjoyment purposes only. Reese witherspoon woke up with a headache. She didn't know where she was. All she could feel that she was blindfolded. Not only that, she was tied to the bed with duct tape, unable to move her hands and legs. She also noticed that she was nude. A duct tape covered her mouth so that she shouldn't shout. All she remembered was going to a producer's home for some script reading of a film they were...
I have a new job working away and I bought an iPad to keep in touch with the wife, it’s great seeing her when away I miss her so much so it’s great when I’m bored in my room. Jane and I for years have spoke about sharing? But she never comes through, it must be 4 years now we have had the same conversation about it and it’s always the same answer maybe! Jane is great in the sack she knows how to please, I keep telling her she needs to give it out cos it’s going to waste on me as I only last...
Showtime for Teri By Teri Franken Chapter 1 My name is Teri and I am 28 years old. I have been a closet sissy for as long as I can remember. My parents knew that I was not your typical child and they let me live how I wanted to and did not judge me, they just loved me unconditionally. I grew up loving everything that a little boy typically doesn't like, such as dresses and dolls. My parents were concerned that I would be a target for bullies, so I was home schooled, took my GED...
October 17th, 1995, 7:30 AM PT, Metro Plaza Hotel, Los Angeles, CA Miriam had been tossing and turning all night; she spent time just sitting in the chair in the corner of the room to try and let Baruch sleep. She was so upset she was oblivious to the fact that Baruch couldn’t sleep either, which was not in her nature. She was usually fully aware of what was going on with her husband. They thought together almost telepathically, and yesterday had been one of the first times in decades when...