Weekend in Pattaya
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Well, I couldn’t blame it on anyone else!I mean, there I was, off on a course for a few days, staying in a sleepy little archetypal English village. Next door was a pub, next to that was the church, dating from the 1100s, next to that another pub. One called the Swan, the other the George and Dragon. The Bed & Breakfast overlooked the village green - more typically English would be quite impossible to imagine. Except that the housekeeper in my old English Guest-house was actually Hungarian....
MatureBlame It On The MistletoebyIgnoble©It was Christmas morning and, like so many other families all around the world, the Ferguson's had risen early to meet it.Still dressed in her bathrobe and carrying a steaming mug of coffee, Polly made her way slowly through the house as she tried to shake loose the cobwebs. Why was it that the older one got, the earlier morning seemed to come? She chose to take the long way around her suburban home to give herself as much time as possible to wake up, but...
I don’t know how to put it. Should I blame my parents or should I praise them. After long thinking I am convinced that I have to praise them. That one trip to Thailand with my parents changed me. It helped me to experiment the true world of happiness with gift of nature. The year 2000. I was then only 11 years old and my parents planned a vacation to Bangkok. Phuket and Pattaya. For them I was still a small girl. But I had matured a year ago and had started to understand the secrets of human...
Blame It on the RainLea hated thunderstorms; positively hated them. Growing up in the Midwest they were portends of tornados and those were bad. Even on Long Island they could be harbingers of Nor'easters and of crashing waves, floods and damage.It was a hot night in July, the television had warned of a possible thunderstorm, luckily Lea's 18-y.o. daughter Beth was at lacrosse camp in Connecticut; Beth hated storms as much as her mom and would be freaking out. Lucky also her son Dan had decided...
Note to reader: This story has a slow build, so if you are looking for a quickie you want to read another and come back later. Thanks. September 1975, Denver Daniel had a big decision to make. And he had to make it soon. He was sitting in a lecture hall, lost in a daydream while waiting for the professor to arrive so class could begin. Daniel was beginning his sophomore year as an engineering major, and the fall semester was only three days old. His dilemma, and the big decision that was...
They held each other for a time, her head on his shoulder and his arm around her. Dixie had gotten some sleep after she’d left the radio station, but she was already spent. Daniel was exhausted and nodded off. Dixie eased herself out of the bed, put on her robe and went to the kitchen to finish making breakfast. Her man could sleep, and whenever he awoke his meal would be ready.----When Daniel awoke it was after eleven. Dixie was gone, but left him a note. It said that she’d gone to church and...
InterracialWell I couldn't blame it on anyone else! I mean, there I was off on a course for a few days, staying in a sleepy little archetypal English village. Next door was a pub, next to that was the church, dating from the 1100's, next to that another pub. One called the Swan, the other the George and Dragon. The bed & breakfast overlooked the village green — more typically English would be quite impossible to imagine. Except that the housekeeper in my old English Guest-house was actually...
I suppose I should start by describing my self. I am 6 ft tall and although sporty I would not be well built or anything. I am 24 with a nice job that keeps me going, am single, and live by my self with a lot of family and friends close by. My story and life is now about 1 friend in particular. Her name was Emily; she was slim 5ft 9 inches with long shiny black hair. I was always attracted to her but always thought that nothing would ever happen between us because we were such good friends...
It's all your fault, my mom says thanks! by Oediplex 8==3~ Dear Oediplex, I have become one of your biggest OediPals. Not just because I have read everything you have posted somewhere on the web, but because one of your stories was instrumental in helping me to connect in a wondrous way with my mother, and we became lovers. Just like Allen, in that five part saga of his, which you provided on line for your faithful fans, I am happy to share with you our introduction into incest. ...
Marge and I had our morning shower and got ready for our coming boat ride. I threw on my favorite Mets t-shirt and a pair of shorts but Marge dressed for the kill. It seemed that when she'd confessed having the hots for Hans a big weight had been lifted off her shoulders and she was starting to make up for lost time. After slipping on her new thong, she pulled a breezy looking off the shoulder pale yellow sundress over her head, and then topped it off with a wide brimmed straw hat with a black...
by scribbleskillz Two hours ago, it was a good day. I was with my parents out for a weekend of scuba diving and sun tanning off the coast of Catalina. A much needed weekend of relaxation brought to us through spontaneous means (my pops had cracked a screw and instead of a sports car for his mid-life crisis, he bought a rather big yacht). And so we'd been enjoying the sun after a nice afternoon dive. Armed with margaritas and not a care in the world. That is what I call blissful. Thirty minutes...
by scribbleskillz Two hours ago, it was a good day. I was with my parents out for a weekend of scuba diving and sun tanning off the coast of Catalina. A much needed weekend of relaxation brought to us through spontaneous means (my pops had cracked a screw and instead of a sports car for his mid-life crisis, he bought a rather big yacht). And so we'd been enjoying the sun after a nice afternoon dive. Armed with margaritas and not a care in the world. That is what I call blissful. Thirty minutes...
Hello ISS readers. I am a journalist and have had several sexual encounters over the past few years. Let me describe one such affair I had with the supervisor of the media help desk in rio centro, the conference venue in rio de janeiro, brazil. Every word i am writing is the recollection of a true happening. Some years ago, i was on assignment to report on an international conference in rio, brazil. At the end of the first day, i wanted to have a document faxed to my editor in new york. So i...
Note to reader: This story has a slow build, so if you're looking for a quickie you may want to save it for later. Thanks. September 1975, Denver Daniel had a big decision to make. And he had to make it soon.He was sitting in a lecture hall, lost in a daydream while waiting for the professor to arrive so class could begin. Daniel was beginning his sophomore year as an engineering major, and the fall semester was only three days old. His dilemma, and the big decision that was weighing on his...
InterracialVery important author’s notes: The spark for this lewd tale came from reading Harry Potter. Regardless of whether you like or dislike the movies or books, imagine how exciting it would be to utilize the ability to go back into someone’s memory and observe what happened to them at a certain point in time. These memories are stored in a stone receptacle . . . called a pensieve. A witch or wizard can extract their own memories or another person’s . . . and stores them in the pensieve, and reviews...
Vesta, goddess of the hearth, was taking her leisure in her garden when she was startled from her reverie. "Auntie Vesta!" cried the cheerful voice of her uninvited visitor. "So good to find you here!" The portly god who greeted her was Bacchus, god of wine. Vesta sighed and inwardly cringed. In truth, she would have preferred a visit from any other god, even Vulcan, who at least remained civil when he kept his temper in check. Vesta supposed Bacchus may have been tolerable when sober but...
Marcy and I were sitting on my sofa, watching the Purge, as it happened, just days away from Halloween. We ate plenty of popcorn and drank a few beers together, just kicking around a bit, brother and sister (okay, stepbrother and stepsister, but we had grown up together, so we tended to leave the “step” part out of things). I jokingly called her “Marcia Brady” and “Marcia, Marcia, Marcia,” while she teased me by twisting my name, changing Julian to “Julia” or “Jules” (her excuse being that...
Copyright © 2004 by Jefferson "Shh, you need to be quiet." Sonora Sheridan repeated as the two men followed her into the apartment and down the hallway, shutting the door behind them. Sonora led the two young men through the dark apartment and into her bedroom. She touched each of their arms as they moved past her into the dark bedroom. She then closed the bedroom door before finally turning on the light. Sonora then turned and looked at the two young men and smiled. "We need to...
Even though it wasn't my wedding, I still remember the day vividly. Each sigh of happiness from the grandparents as the bride floated down the aisle. Each tinkle of crystal as spoons crashed against champagne glasses, signaling for one more kiss from the happy couple. Each time my heart broke into a million pieces. I remember everything... "Aren't they a lovely couple?" "Pardon?" I turned to see who had spoken and smiled as my Aunt Rose tipped her glass of champagne back, draining the...
Shocks, yes! I had promised to tell Fiona a secret about Roger and me so that she would share her secret with me. I wondered if that had been a good idea. I wondered if I hadn't been better off without the burden of knowing Fiona's secret. But I wasn't going to go back on my word. "He's got this really unusual idea of foreplay," I started. "Like, none?" Fiona interrupted my flow before it had started. I didn't respond to her interjection, but my look told her that I didn't want...
I woke up in the middle of the night. Fragments of a dream, or maybe several dreams, were still floating through my head. In the scene which I was able to recall most clearly, I was naked, bending over the table in Roger's kitchen. Fiona was standing behind me, not wearing any top or bra. She was slapping my bottom! Her beautiful breasts swayed gently, accompanying the movement of her hand. There were men watching - a different man in each version of the dream. I remembered seeing Roger. He...
As soon as I got to the office the next morning I went to Fiona's cubicle. She hadn't arrived yet. I left a yellow post-it sticker right in the middle of her monitor, asking her to come and see me. Fiona arrived a little later, carrying a plastic coffee cup in one hand and my sticker in the other. "Morning, Liz. What's the problem?" "No problem, not really. I just wanted to talk to you about a personal matter." "Shoot." Fiona sat down on my visitors' chair, taking a sip of her...
"Good evening, Mister Parker. My name is Liz. I'm a friend of Fiona's. Is she in?" A man - Fiona's uncle, I assumed - had answered the door. He didn't seem very pleased about my unexpected arrival. "Fiona! There's somebody here to see you." He called into the house. I could hear Fiona shout, "Just a moment. I'll be down in a second," from somewhere inside. "Just a moment. She'll be down in a second," Mister Parker echoed. As he stood there, without having anything else to...
So, here I am, back in my room, a nervous bundle of indecision, waiting for the phone to ring. I spent the whole day without wearing any knickers, but that made only a very small contribution to my confused state of mind. I didn't get a wink of sleep all night and now I'm dead tired. Too many things happened to let me find the restoring sleep I need to function properly. In a few minutes Roger will call me and he'll want to know in great detail what happened last night. Of course he'll...
Perfect nightI take my wife out for dinner and after for drinks at a local bar. She's dressed casual showing off a little cleavage. Little does she know I have plans for her tonight. After a few drinks and shots I meet up with a guy at the bar that I set a meet up with. I give a quick intro to the wife that he's an old but I used to work with ages ago and we chat for a while. Before we leave he insists on doing a shot with us and goes and gets a round before we leave. He gets the shots but adds...
I had no idea what Mistress meant when she said they would be having more fun with me. Maybe I did, but I didn't want to think about it. The plug in my tiny asshole, had me trembling in horny discomfort. It was locked into the frame of my chastity belt, so I knew it was staying put, for a while at least. The problem was, the more I started to get used to the feeling of it invading my tight behind, the more it turned me on. This would normally be a welcomed feeling, but by this point, I was so...
BDSMIt wasn't that they were tired of each others' bodies. Jay was shorter than Chris, had chestnut hair, hazel eyes, a tan, and was a tennis instructor, so he had a great body: six-pack, adonis belt, the works. Chris, taller with blond hair and blue eyes, had a lean swimmer's body, thin but built. No, they did not tire of seeing each others' sexy builds, but they both began to feel that their fucking was too routine. They needed more to keep their passion going. Then came the wedding. Jay's...
You feel something vibrating against your leg and freeze, momentarily enjoying the pleasant sensation. Realising your mobile phone isn’t stopping, you reluctantly reach inside the pocket of your trouser suit and pull out the device. As you open the home screen of your Apple smart phone, you see an e-mail notification. The message is from me and your curiosity is piqued. You decide to steal a quick glance, despite being in an important business meeting and don’t really have the time. Your...
It’s Christmas Eve, and for the first time, we aren’t able to spend it with our children. However, we made the best of it, and had that day all planned out; sleep late, play lazy, and maybe with weather permitting go to a movie. My husband even had a holiday feast in mind, turkey, with all its trimming, green-bean casserole, baked potatoes, apple salad, and a yummy apple pie for dessert. A smile crossed my face as I remembered the comment he made. “Honey, this meal is guaranteed to spice...
Episode 1 recounted how I learned to suck whilst still in school but I then started dating girls. However when I went to college I was very sporty, lots of competitive cycle riding and rugby but unfortunately got an iguinal hernia (that's the one where your ball sack swells up). So before my last year I had the op in the summer to correct it, this was before the days of keyhole surgery so I was shaved nipple to knee and ended up with a 4" scar running diagonally from my cock.I used to go...
Hi friends, You can call me Tabish, 24, and i am from Patna. I have been an avid reader of ISS and and there was never an iota of thought in my mind that i will be writing a story of mine one day. So for any mistakes that you may encounter, please pardon me. Suggestions for improvement and unfavorable judgements are welcome to my email “”. I am very much open to mature ladies to share their experiences and create our own (especially from the Patnites). This story is a complete fantasy. The...
IncestShe followed us for a short distance then turned aside while we continued straight. The hall opened into a foyer and we took a wide stairway to the next level. In one direction was another narrower hall, in the other, beyond the landing, sunlight beaconed in the distance. We went in this direction and walked out onto a verandah. This platform overlooked the clefts farther south of those we had seen earlier. It was a breathtaking view. "Beautiful," I remarked. "Yes it is," said a...
Hi all – In the first part I have described the preamble and environment about the real story and the run up to the scenes that unfolded in part 2. Now further…..She poured couple of mugs of water on her beast cleaning them also of my saliva. She twitched her face in pain. I asked do they hurt? She showed the nipples which were ripe and swollen. I said no more touching them tonight. She pulled my hand to her breast and started squeezing my hands on them. “They may swell and bleed. You will keep...
The theater was mostly empty, which was strange for a Friday night. Although the featured movie had came out several weeks earlier, Mike thought there would have been more people there than there actually were. All his friends had flaked out on him tonight, saying that had to study for one AP test or another. Mike probably should have been home studying for his too but he had studied enough the last several weeks and wanted to relax before the big days. Watching this movie was a good way he had...
Have I ever told you the tale of Snow White the Naughty Princess? No? Well, let’s get started. Once upon a time, there was a kingdom ruled by a great King and his beautiful Queen. One day, when the King returned to the castle from his adventures, the Queen welcomed him with a tiny baby in her arms. The baby was gorgeous, with skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as ebony. What a pleasant surprise it was for the King, who hadn’t been home for two years. “My King, I’m...
My parents were in the kitchen when I woke up Sunday morning. I almost didn't go in there, but I didn't really have a choice. The world seemed different now that I'd had sex with my own mother. I waited for something terrible to happen and I felt sick with fear and guilt, or maybe just fear. I might have only wanted to feel guilty, because that would be normal, right? The fact was that I was afraid of the future, of the consequences, but looking back, I kind of enjoyed remembering the...
Thanks to sbrooks103 for this one: A husband comes home. “Good news, Honey, I got you some aspirin.” “But, I don’t have a headache.” “Okay, let’s fuck!” dorsetmike provided this one. A woman is woken up at 4.30 in the morning by some strange noise downstairs. She tries to wake up her husband, but the other side of the bed is empty. Rather scared she screams: “Who’s that in our house?” To her relief it turns out that the cause of the noise is not a burglar, but her husband. The...
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By the time Sereine and I got to Wayside, we were both tired. We had let our egos control our actions, by hopping eight shipping containers to Wayside. Their combined mass and volume was more than the utility equipment we had hopped to Earth some months before, and we had been pushing our limits to hop that much equipment. We decided to leave the shipping containers on Wayside, and hop them to the ranch, later. As soon as we had stored our travel equipment and rested, we hopped home. Since...
Chapter 1( comment at [email protected]) After another party with friends, Paul went home. It was going to be a calm evening because his younger brother Mike would be away. Paul was drunk enough and he just wanted to get to bed as soon as possible. Entering the apartment, the man saw his brother still getting dressed. In fact, Mike was almost dressed except for his polished shoes. He wanted to look like Mr. Right in the eyes of his new girlfriend. Although she didn’t know that she wasn’t...
I had tried to talk my wife into letting me watch her with another man for months and then she finally agreed to at least watch vids of cuckolding and then we eventually worked it into our fantasies and role playing during sex. Went a step farther and signed up on a swingers site to test the water. This was years ago so we were both in our early 30s and although she still looks great today she was smoking hot back then. She agreed to let me post some pics of her and see what happened. After a...
Another Friday night has come upon us as I invited over my best friend Marcus to spend the weekend with. We decide we want to have some fun so we invite Grace to spend the weekend with us. I'm still the only guy Grace had ever fucked. After my 14th birthday, Grace and I had hung out several times after to fuck. She had gotten adventurous the last few times and she had me fuck her in the ass. She enjoyed it and had expressed several times that she would want to do two guys at once. Madison...
Hatching A Heroine Chapter 9 Written by Emilie Ember Edited by Talia Elliott Belser Hood thrown back to show her face, dark skin and red hair on proud display, Lonna stomped her way out of the clothing shop and into the streets. Behind her walked a confused Melissa driven forward by three armed men and one brown furred rabbit Sapphi, who'd apparently been keeping watch out front. The silver krakens on blue indicated their fealty to the countess of Koleff. That, combined with...
Hello, horny readers and ISS fans. This is your Arjun back again. Thank you readers and my dear fans that contacted me and appreciated me for my story. Special thanks to my female fans too. I request the readers (both boys and girls) to just reach out to me in hangouts or mail so we could stay connected. I would love to connect with more of the like-minded ISS fans. Re-introduction about me. I am Arjun from Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu, 26 years old, 6 foot tall, fair and regular gym guy with...
It was a Wednesday, Wednesday evening; Wednesday late evening. I was helping a friend out by putting up some shelves in a basement of a church hall. Not my usual job but just something I turn my hand to every so often. I had started to put these up after my usual day job, so I had started late and I knew there was going to be a meeting in the hall above, so knew I could finish late as well, at least till the meeting went on till. The friend I helped out could not be there with me, and anyhow,...
Wife LoversA 30-Day Program By Jennifer Lee James and Sonya were out in the back parking lot behind the office taking a smoke break, and the topic of quitting came up. "I tried a few months ago," he said. "I was good for a few weeks, and then fell right back off the wagon." Sonya smiled and took a drag. She was a good-looking redhead who had recently joined the company, and James had to constantly keep himself from looking at the front of her shirt. She was tall, almost six-foot he...
THE GAMES PART SEVEN By Nancy Rose (NOTE: If you haven't read Parts One, Two, Three, Four, Five and Six you really should! Part One is here... https://fictionmania.tv/searchdisplay/authordisplay.html?word=1473 Chapter 24 THE PRESIDENT EXAMINES THE LATEST polls and grows more angry by the second. Tonight's events have not helped the cause, not the short term goals nor the long...
Chapter 4 Robb had drained about $1200 from the bank card that bore his name. He bought a backpack at a thrift store. He broke the card in half and threw it away. He walked and walked, and walked... ...and walked. During his internet musings he discovered the idea of the Walkabout. Walking until you meet yourself, considering the events of the week, that seemed like the most likely thing in the world. He knew that there wasn't an explosion behind him. He also knew that he wasn't...
Ralph Taylor stood leering down at the hunched, naked, horror- stricken form of his star salesman's lovely young wife. His huge, thickly veined prick jutted towards her in its erection like an accusing finger. Behind him, still beating his own throbbing penis with one hand, his face a flushed, sweating red, stood the thinly built postal clerk, his leer almost as salacious as the Auto Circus manager's. Cindy finally realized the exact dimensions of her position, and scrambled away from the...
Having had no gay intentions before it never bothered me if guys chatting to me,wasn't looking for a hook up or anything,didn't think I was that way until one night out with my friends!!We had hit a few pubs and down enough beer for the night when someone suggested we hit a nightclub. Wasn't into loud music or dancing but went along anyway.Was pretty packed out with a lot of youngsters considering I was in my early 40s but thought what the hell and headed to the bar. While waiting 2 lads stood...
For over a year we worked our asses off at Longreach. We carefully selected people to migrate to our new base. Besides the repair ship, Marn; we also had a mining/refinery ship! It was busy converting raw material into useful finished products for us. The base on the planet which we named Alton, was located on the continent where Eric had spent so much time. The second base was named Caston. Both bases were recruiting people for various positions. One thing we wanted was a trained army. Not...
My experiences with cuckolding, believe it or not, were not planned. At least my part wasn’t, initially. My wife Lenora and I had a good marriage, had good kids and what most people would call a normal life. Then unexpectedly, as guests at my wife’s friend’s daughter’s wedding (“The Wedding Surprise”), both I and my wife, Lenora, were introduced to the world of cuckolding (or drunk wife = forced cheating with BBC = cuckolding). Whatever you want to call it, it was fucking awesome!These new...
CuckoldDisclaimer: This is a fantasy story about a truck stop (for the most part, some part at the start of the story is true). As such, I’ve let my wild desire and imagination run free in this story and indulged in activities I would otherwise never do. If you’re averse to kinky and dirty sex, or golden showers, you are warned. I’m a fairly straight-looking bi-bottom who loves to wear lingerie and get fucked by hard mature men. I don’t really have a type in men as such. Anyone with hard and willing...
Gay MaleWe pulled up to Sarah’s house. Jim told me to come inside, he had a couple photo shoots lined up for Kara and I, I was glad, I needed to have an orgasm soon, after what happened today at school, I needed it. We walked inside, Sarah quickly got undress, and put on her red collar. Kara was already there, but she was dressed in what looked like a doctors outfit. Jim told me to take a shower, and put on the clothes he had laid out for me. Jim said; “He has to make some phone calls, and to meet...
I was on a business trip and decided to go down to the bar after a long day. I sat at the bar and ordered a beer and watched ESPN on one of the TVs on the wall. I noticed a cute brunette looking at me. She had shoulder length hair and she was wearing a blue dress. The dress had a lot of cleavage. Her tits were Ds for sure. She smiled at me. I smiled back. She got up. Oh fuck. I tried to act cool. She sat down and said hello and smiled. I said hi and smiled back. She was probably in her mid-30s....
After braking both of his arms in a motorcycle accident, a 17 year old has to rely on his mother to help him in everyday things including bathing and going to the toilet, but gets extras in the process. I always remembered my dad once talking about motorbikes with the family in the front room of the house, debating how the great Barry Sheen was a rare breed after he'd come off his bike again braking his legs, and how they were death traps. "Bloody dangerous if you ask me," dad...
Lastnight was so hot, I just have to tell you about it. I suggested we go to bed earlier, the girlfriend and me, we hadn't had sex in a few days, and I was a bit horny … well, very horny … if you know what I mean?The thing is, she'd been yawning already for a while, and by the time she'd done her face, and put on her creams, and done all her other 'beauty' stuff (which is totally un-necessary in my book, as she's a knockout already) her eyes were beginning to droop, and I knew in my heart of...
It was three days before they would let him have visitors. His mother and Wanda never left the hospital. Brock's father had arrived and when he heard about where Brock was, he brought bags for both Wanda and Brock's mother. I talked to them for a long time before getting them all to see things my way. At this point, I think I'm the only one he would trust anyway. I convinced them to let me be the first one to talk to Brock. I was hoping that I could straighten things out between Wanda and...