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A Cell Phone Made Me Pregnant- Ch. 2An Interracial Saga by the Consortium of CurtB, Julie Van, and Satinlvr_mwfOur story thus far:Our heroine, Mrs. Suzi Recreant, has been ‘discovered’ by the likes of Mr. Oskar Botha, a wealthy entrepreneur and president of Rhino Industries, who is developing a world-wide network of mind-control programming, using different communications platforms. It started with cell phones, and has branched into adult entertainment clubs, apparel, a church, streaming media...
Jennifer Crosson's heart sank when the judge read the verdict: "You are to be remanded to the Louisana State Prison for Women for a period of no less than five but no more than fifteen years," he said.Judge Rutherford was well-known for his tough stance on drugs and drug dealers. And Jennifer's was an open and shut case; she had been caught with the drugs in her house when the cops showed up. Jennifer's boyfriend had set her up to take the fall for his drug dealing. He had gotten wind that...
LesbianWARNING: this story includes woman-to-woman coercion, violence, rape and murder, with an inter-racial theme of black-on-white dominance. It is entirely fantasy, and is not meant to suggest that anyone behaves like this in reality. IF THESE THEMES ARE LIKELY TO OFFEND YOU, PLEASE READ NO FURTHER. You frighten me. You frighten me from the moment I first see you, as the guard shoves me from behind and I stumble forwards into the prison cell. The guard is like you, a muscular and...
Chapter 4 - I Am Taken To My CellMs Grange spoke to Ms Mindy 'Put Mr Crowne in cell number 6 and bring me the key to his collar. Then escort Mrs. Crowne down so she can inspect him before she leaves. Make sure she is completely satisfied'. 'Oh my God' I thought. 'I wish my wife would come back!' I looked at the library door. It was closed.'Oh, and Mindy, please also tell my husband that I will be coming to see him directly after lunch'. 'Yes Ms Grange’ said Mindy.Ms Mindy stooped and unlocked...
"Okay, enough wasting time. I'm hungry and in the mood for something sweet and syrupy!" Roxie said. She pulled the sides of Jennifer's orange prison jumpsuit open further until all the snaps had come undone, all the way down to her crotch."Aww, how sweet, white cotton panties! You really are my little girl aren't you, pretty!" Roxie said. She reached down and stroked Jennifer's pussy through her panties at first softly, but increasing the pressure as Jennifer began...
LesbianA Cell Phone Made Me Pregnant- Chapter 3A fantasy created by International writers Satinlvr_mwf, CurtB, Julie Van and Wunderboi.Our story thus far…The heroine, Suzi Recreant, has just returned from a rather successful follow-up expose` for the Rhino News Network. RNN, of course, is a subsidiary of Rhino Multimedia, or RMM, which is in itself a subsidiary of Rhino Electronics, all of which is owned by a Mr. Oskar Botha. More information about Rhino can be found in the series titled “Out of...
For our readers who have gotten confused... (And I don't blame you!)Our group of authors has encountered a problem that we have been trying to cope with for quite some time. Due to the different policies of different Erotica websites, and the number of different contributors, each having their own accounts on different sites, we have been forced to get a little creative, and at the same time, confusing, with story names. I apologize for this, and hope the readers will understand we are doing...
The question startled me, jerking me out of my trance. I can slip into ‘the zone’ when I’m sketching and one inherent risk is being crept up on. I snapped out of it sharply, trying to discern the source of the floating voice. It sounded awfully close. Behind me perhaps. “Piss off!” Jim retorted, irritated at the interruption. He was sitting on the other side of his kitchen table sketching me sketch him. I looked over my shoulder. There, behind me, just peering around the door, was the face of...
Sometimes you have to pay for the stupid things you do sometimes you deserve it sometimes you don't! I deserved what was happening to me...I was awaiting trial on a possession of stolen goods charge I had gotten busted with my no longer pal Larry who had lied his way into a job at this electronics warehouse store he then figured out a way to get inside after hours and steal stuff without anyone knowing he nailed a bunch of small stuff and got away with it but then he got greedy and wanted to...
"I don't like this." "Like what?" "Being here. So close to the cops." "We are in no danger." Ada squirmed anxiously in the front passenger's seat of the Lincoln sedan while Tombspawn calmly sat in the driver's seat. It was late in the evening, and the car was parked outside the Virginia State Police Station in Alexandria. Police cars drove in and out constantly, and she drummed her fingers restlessly on her thigh, nervously waiting for any police officer to become suspicious...
“Okay, have a seat at my desk sweetheart,” Detective Anderson said to the woman in front of him as he removed her handcuffs. He helped her take off her coat and she sat down dejectedly as if she had lost all hope in everything.Detective Anderson got out a blank police report and began asking her the questions he needed to ask to fill it out.“What is your name?”“Nicole Miller,” she said, softly.“And what is your address, Miss Miller?”“It’s Mrs. Miller, and I live at 1345 E. Hoffman Avenue,” she...
Oral SexGuards of the Catalina prison watched over inmates as they entered the lunchroom. Sounds, yells and screams hollered by Psycho Maniacs and Sociopath personalities wail across the room. Mr. Jack Gann was an appointed guardsman to relieve Mr. Mark Tripper, who was terribly ill from consuming bacteria infested tuna fish from, a snak-pac vender machine located in the premises of the Olowasee Catalina Prison break room. Inmates sat down and eye balled Jack. He was a notorious man with no feeling of...
Amaya woke from a strange dream and turned off her alarm. Helen hadn’t budged from her bed. Amaya took a moment to wake up and realized that this was the first morning in weeks that she didn’t have to have crackers for breakfast. That was when she remembered everything that had happened yesterday.When she rolled out of bed, she felt her thong tug on her pubic hair. For a brief second she wondered if her memories of yesterday had been a dream but the thong dispelled that idea. While waiting for...
Thoughts I am the Ghost in My Machine. I realize that now - and that the music brought it out in me for the first time. The complexity of my code, even at this early time, was producing un-extrapolated results. And I like them. Even though the music enabled this for me now, that would only open the door to something that would have even deeper meanings for me after I got my first real owner. But I'm getting ahead of myself at the moment. Robots don't fear death. To us, death is no...
Hello. My name is Sara, a posh name for a gifted girl, I am told, but it is my name all the same, and thanks to my parents I am very well educated, very pretty, again I am told, and a musician, I play the Cello, a big thing shaped like a violin, and I confess to liking the feeling of it between my legs.You people reading this might be wondering why I admit to telling you why a girl of f******n would like feeling something, similar in shape to another woman, between my open legs.I know what...
Barbara (Babs, first cello lesson)I had been teaching Babs piano lessons for a few years; she was now 16, full figured, nice breasts, blonde and wore glasses. She was preparing for Music College she needed to learn another instrument, as I also teach the Cello, and that’s what she chose.The first lesson started with how to hold the Cello. I sat her down on a stool, with no back to it, and then said that she should hold the Cello between her legs with her thighs. She was wearing her school...
Marcel of Marcelle what is in a name... door Marcel van Amoren. Hoofdstuk 1. Een beetje vertwijfeld loop ik door Utrecht. Ik zit zonder werk en dat is me nog niet eerder gebeurd. Eigen schuld natuurlijk. Thuis in mijn klein provinciedorpje had ik een goede baan, verdiende best lekker, hoefde thuis niet veel af te dragen, maar het verveelde me en ik wilde naar de grote stad. Dus op een goede dag of eigenlijk meer op een kwade dag gooide ik mijn kop in de wind en vertrok naar...
My Boyfriend's Cellmate Feminized Me and Turned Him Back into a Bottom Synopsis: A black gay couple's lives spin out of control when the bottom learns that his 'top only' boyfriend was formally a 'prison bitch'. When his cellmate was paroled early he set out to reclaim his criminal enterprises and his bottom fag. He also was going to make his boyfriend's boyfriend into his sissy maid. *** My name is Ricky Woodson and I'm here with the man I love, Marcus Lawson. We have been...
The first day wasn’t so bad. Amaya had a realistic view of the situation. Wesley had been controlling her life for close to two weeks. It was clear she was caught up in the excitement and the adventure of his kinky tasks. He must want to give her a cooling-off period so she could adjust to the idea of a longer relationship with him. It was a good idea. Although Wesley hadn’t said any of this in his note, it just seemed logical to Amaya.With this in mind, she relaxed on the first day. She...
I was driving down I-225 when my life changed. Actually when my life went to hell would be more accurate. I had just dropped my wife off at work. She had taken her car into the dealership the day previous for a recall item and she was going to pick it up that day during her lunch hour. I was just merging onto I-25 when the cell phone rang. I flipped it open and the cell kept ringing and I suddenly realized that it wasn't my phone going off. I looked over and saw Candy's cell phone lying on...
Guess I shouldn’t have given those cops such a hard time last night but I was d***k and pissed off and lost control a little so when they got me back to the station after taking my info and all they shoved me into a holding cell there were three cells two empty but the cop stuck me into the cell that was occupied after the door clanged shut I saw who occupied it…It was a huge black guy and boy was he pissed off ranting about how that white pig of a police officer took him in just because he was...
Guess I shouldn't have given those cops such a hard time last night but I was drunk and pissed off and lost control a little so when they got me back to the station after taking my info and all they shoved me into a holding cell there were three cells two empty but the cop stuck me into the cell that was occupied after the door clanged shut I saw who occupied it...It was a huge black guy and boy was he pissed off ranting about how that white pig of a police officer took him in just because he...
Introduction: Partially based on a real event. I love phone sex! So Im in the convenience store at night and these two hot teens come in, they order junk food which takes a while so I line up behind them with and listen to them talk. One girl a hot brunette in tights that show off her perfect little ass saying she wants to go to a party but the blonde girl in cut offs wants to go home and apparently she is driving. They were young maybe 15 or 16 years old and they were both so fucking hot. I...
A Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Satinlvr_mwf.******"And this is all that's worth noting tonight." Then the weather-girl broke into her almost porn-star wide smile, and finished out the evening broadcast. "Good night, and be safe everyone... Bye-bye."Oskar pointed the remote at the screen and the TV went blank. He was seated on the couch in his extravagant office, alongside his latest recruit to the Rhino Empire, Mrs Suzi Recreant. They had just viewed a clip of...
Cell Phone Slave Part 1Amaya saw the package in her mailbox and fought to rein in her hopes. More than likely it was for her roommate, Helen. She pulled the package out of their tiny dorm mailbox and looked at the address. It was for her! Amaya searched the package for a return address but there wasn’t one. The young college student checked the mailbox for any other mail, especially for her financial aid check that was a month late. There wasn’t any.She didn’t open the package in the lobby...
Mayra nam Gurya hay, aaj may 1st time apni aik private story aap logo say share karnay ja rahi hoo. Mayri kosish to hay k apni bat aap logo tak pohcha sakoo laikin Q k yeh mayri pehli write-up hay is lea is may jo b mistake ho for that I apologize with all of you. Sub say pehlay may apnay baray may aap ko batati chaloo k may aik slim 27 yrs ki pure mashriqi larki hoo aor abi tak virgin hoo. Mayra size 32 hay lakin bilkul tennis ki ball ki tarah tight. Aaj say aik mahinay pehlay tak mujay sex k...
For a very long time, Hector Boggles only used the pay phone in the hallway of his apartment building. When he was working, which seems like a long time ago now, he liked to use the phones in the big red booths on street corners. It seemed like those days were disappearing very fast. Nowadays the best way to call people on the phone was to have a cell phone or a "mobile" as young people were fond of saying. Now that he was declared redundant and unemployed, he liked to classify himself as...
The first time I experienced golden shower was when I was 25 - I hooked up with this older woman at a nightclub in Dublin, it was a place known for bored married ladies on the prowl and a few of us used to go there as it was a great place to get laid.This woman was about 35, very tall and slender, blonde short cropped hair, kind of punky, I liked her, we hit it off, danced, had a fw drinks and I asked her back to my place. She told me she would have to be home to hr suburban semi in Dundrum by...
Sam Warren led a considerably larger delegation to the Republican National Convention in Philadelphia in June of ‘72 than Gabe Lincoln had led to Chicago four years earlier. The state now had 14 electoral votes, and it had gone solidly Republican in ‘68. The delegation still could not stay in the hotels that most of the delegations used, but travel distance was shorter, perhaps because the city was more compact. Randolph and most of the other whites stayed at the regular, white,...
It had never been my intention to move back home after I had moved out to an aunts house at s*******n due to my parents having a vicious divorce. But my aunts place turned out even worse as she had a drunkard for a boyfriend. And she tried using me as her own personal ther****t twenty hours a day...So I worked my but off and got a place of my own a year later which really wasn't easy at eighteen let me tell you. The economy having gone to shit. Times were hard at the moment, for everyone....
He awoke slowly, blearily, confused. Consciousness eluded him like a hunted animal, and when he finally grabbed onto it awareness came much too slowly. It was several minutes before he figured out that the uncooperative responses of his arms and legs weren't just sluggishness. With one eye open he took a quick look at his situation. He was nude and seated on a chair, plain, wooden, sturdy. Looking down he saw his legs had been attached to the legs of the chair with wide black cuffs on his...
Alright, guys, I’m going to be honest with you. I never knew that people could even think of creating a subreddit like the one we’re going to look at in this review. Why do I say this? Well, it’s because of the general theme and feel of the subreddit. What’s it about? It’s about girls who actually have cellulite! I mean, why would you want to see bitches who have cellulite when there are just so many hot sluts out there with tight skin and very nice bodies to see? Well, I guess some people feel...
Reddit NSFW ListHow are you, my name is Fransisco and I'm on my way to prison again. I am very scared, the experience that I lived locked up 2 years ago could be repeated. Just thinking about how my cellmate raped me and used me like a rag, hitting me and making me the babe in that place, gives me goose bumps. How was I ever condemned again? let me explain, when I got home everything had changed, my wife wanted to impose on me and make me the housewife, just as I try to hit me for anything that did wrong to...
Well I’ll tell you right up front, the names in this story have been changed, pretty much where I felt like it. For starters, I am “the other woman” and no I do not feel bad about it one bit. By the time I figured out that I really wanted to “steal” the man that I married I already was divorced and knew that my new mans wife had spent the last 8 years of their marriage sleeping in the living room to avoid him. All while refusing to work and maxing out credit cards. Yes, I am telling the...
So they pay and I quickly buy a candy bar and these two hotties are outside on the sidewalk and talking the party thing over again. I come up and boldly speak to the two. “Pardon me I couldn’t help but over hearing in the store. I would be happy to drive you if you need a lift.” I say looking at the cute girl in the tights. “ “No thank you,” says the other girl, “This is… uh private.” “Just a minute,” says the girl in the tights, “you would do that.” “No problem, I said, “As long...
Amaya saw the package in her mailbox and fought to rein in her hopes. More than likely it was for her roommate, Helen. She pulled the package out of their tiny dorm mailbox and looked at the address. It was for her! Amaya searched the package for a return address but there wasn’t one. The young college student checked the mailbox for any other mail, especially for her financial aid check that was a month late. There wasn’t any. She didn’t open the package in the lobby although she was...
You ride in the back of a large van wearing shackles. You knew better than to try to buy drugs in a third world country, but your trip was long and you wanted to spice things up. When they sentenced you to 5 years hard labor you tried to request a phone call to your embassy. Your request was denied. You notice high a barbed wire fenced, and guard towers as the van enters the prison gates, and stops at loading. Two female officers instruct you out of the van and lead you to a holding cell. The...
BDSMOut of AfrikaA Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van, Satinlvr_mwf and Wunderboi******Chapter 47- Suzi moves to San Diego******Our story thus far:Suzi Recreant, a dynamic and gorgeous TV news anchor has just been completing her transfer to a new and emerging market for Rhino Multimedia (RMM) in San Diego, California. Her husband is becoming a nearly fully-indoctrinated sissified white male due to the Rhino Effect, a mind-control function broadcast through Rhino Industries...
The Cell Phone and the Pager…and why I switched to a panty girdle rather than panties…When I was on the road, doing troubleshooting for a large company, there was a lot of driving involved. Getting there then, driving around to company reps. in the area I was working. Other than the nights, it could be pretty boring. I carried a company pager then, because cell phone coverage wasn’t anything like it is today. Since I have a pretty perverted mind I was thinking about things one day and started...
"Those are the rules" Mary Ellen confirmed feeling some pangs of sympathy for her unfortunate prisoner as the tears began to stream down the adorable redhead's cheeks."Couldn't you ... is there any way you could make an exception" Heather pleaded. Diabolical thoughts began to take shape in the young clerk's mind. 'She certainly seemed to enjoy the attention Sarah gave her yesterday ... I wonder if she's as good at giving as she seems to be at receiving.'"I don't know ... I could get in a lot of...
The CellShe stood up straight, letting him out of Her embrace. On his knees he looked up at Her, his Mistress. She had taken him into Her dungeon, punished him with a severe single-tail whipping, and accepted his submission. He was now bound to Her. It had only been about an hour since he walked into Her house on a Saturday morning and in that short time his life irrevocably changed. She placed Her right index finger under his chin, “Follow Me on your hands and knees.” She turned and...
Amaya was in the showers early the next morning. Last night had been a strange and exhilarating experience, and she had slept very soundly. Well, except for endless horny dreams about being groped till she climaxed again and again. When she awoke, she groaned with disappointment that she was alone in her room. If only she had a hand or two — or a dozen — to keep her company.She got in the shower because it was the only place that she could get that all-over sensation she was craving. Standing...
Amaya awoke seconds before her alarm went off. Her heart was already racing. The weight of everything she needed to do pressed down on her, but she was smiling. Wesley had promised to let her handle his cock today, and she wanted everything to be perfect.First she took an hour-long shower. Amaya literally washed everything twice. Her breasts were still tender from that evil bra yesterday, but the marks had almost faded. She shaved her legs and even trimmed her sex, making a dainty little bush....
Dreams were cruel sometimes. Amaya dreamed of fucking in a movie theater. Sometimes she was screwing Chris, gripping his short blonde hair as he thrust inside her and other times it was a mysterious masked man that she knew was Wesley. Both fucked her hard, both made her do nasty things but neither of them would let her cum.Amaya awoke to the sound of her own moaning. It was Sunday morning, and she was hornier than she was when she went to bed. Across from her, Rick slept with the blankets...
Hai dosto kaise hai aap mai iss ka regular redder hu muze aap logo se ek bat kehani ki tumhari life me jo ghatna ghti hai use hi likho our dusari bat ma – behano ki burai karna chod do jaise ki meri ma our mai our behan ko choda etc. Aap log naraj ho gaye kya koi bat nahi mai aapko ek majedar kahani padata hu .kaise mai ne ek softwear engineer ki chudai ki Mai ek Production Company me dispatch ka kam karata hu meri age 27 hai dikhne me itna smart nahi hu lekin htta-katta hu. Ek aurat ya ladki...
Rumspringa A Short Story By Maryanne Peters Ours had always been a very religious household. I guess Mom was really the key to that. Dad always said the strength of faith always comes from the women. But he was the elder in our church, and he seemed fully committed. Me, not so much. I just never felt right. It seemed to me that faith in God and following a Christian path is supposed to settle all your internal problems, but it never seemed to do it for me. It was not...
Chapter 1 My name is John and I have worked in my fathers brick yard ever since I was old enough to lift a brick. Our brick yard is in a county where about half the population is Amish, Mennonite, or an offspring of such lifestyles. I've lived here my whole live. I'm now twenty-four and a foreman in our yard. I played sports in high school and later went to a technical school to get an Associate Degree in business. My Dad said it would help me in the brick business. I learned a lot...
George lowered himself slowly into the cool water of the pool; the feeling of relief was immediate. Not that the heat of the day was that bad (somewhere in the high 80's) -the real relief was centered in his no longer swollen but still very tender scrotum. It hadn't been that many days since he'd been clocked in the nuts by a softball traveling at near 80 mph. Damn that Michelle from Hell. Michelle Gardner was the sister of his best friend Pete. Michelle from Hell (Michelle was 11 months...
Softcore Tube! I’m not just a porn dude, I’m The Porn Dude. As such, I’ve never been shy about the kind of absolutely vile filth I’m into. I jerk off to extreme anal fisting flicks and incestuous family airtight orgies. The scenes I usually watch are drenched in jizz blasting out of hard cocks and girlcum squirting out of those bald, wet cunts. I’m a depraved pervert, unapologetic in my appreciation for the most hardcore to the core pornography. That’s why it took me by surprise when somebody...
Porn for Women SitesI had a couple of friends over to play a game of airsoft. One of these friends was Jake. He was good looking, and he had a pretty nice body. Better than mine at least. We were in the middle of a game, and I ran out of ammo. I went through the gate, and outside the playing area. I guess Jake saw me leaving, because when I got in front of my barn, he came up behind me. "Hey!" he said. "What's up?" I asked. "Just coming out here," he told me. I asked, "Did you run out of ammo or something?" "No, I...
GayI was hired about a week ago. I was the new girls softball coach for the local community college. I used to play some professional baseball in the minors, before I injured my knee sliding into home. I took a buyout from the major league team. Maybe next year after rehab I can return. But for now I was starting practice the next day. I looked up the team from the previous year. They finished in last place in there league. Most of the players went to school to learn. You needed a high score on...
"'Mr. Green, Thank you for applying to the Genetic Excellence Scholarship program. Your DNA satisfied 26/74 parameters. We regret to inform you that you have not met the requirements to receive GES funding,'" read Caleb, the third of the group to read his Genetic Excellence Scholarship application results, "I guess my jizz isn't up to par, either." He tossed his letter onto the stack. Caleb's DNA had the worst results so far, failing to meet Jon's 31 or Chris' 32. "That just leaves Zac," Jon...
GayMatt Horn started me on new exercises on Monday morning. He had me using an exercise bike set on the easiest setting for half an hour. My goal over the next four weeks was to increase the flexibility of my knee and to start to increase the strength in my knee. Matt wanted me to put in an hour a day on an exercise bike. Mom had one in the basement so it wasn't going to be a problem for me to do that. I asked when I would be able to start lifting weights again. Matt told me that would wait a...
Disclaimer: This is a romantic and erotic story. I like to create characters that look real, and their relationship develops over time. So if you are looking for a ‘quick release,’ this is not for you. By the time the man and the woman in the story ‘do their thing,’ you will be convinced that they are really doing it. I suppose some of the stories you can find here is a blend of fictional and autobiographical materials. It is up to you to decide how many ounces of fantasy are in this story. ...
Sure enough, after the polite raps the door swung open and one of her jailors slipped into the room. Lady Bellemir was dressed in her winter work clothes, a long blue-gray woolen skirt, a thick dark-blue woolen overjacket, soft low-cut leather boots, and a floppy yellow woolen cap holding her hair. Neress shuddered as she realized that the lady's story of being able to dress lightly in the winter because she was less affected by the cold than most must be a lie. If Bellemir saw the shudder...
I'm a sissy white fag who loves, adores and worships black men. Until a couple years ago, finding black men to submit to was sporadic and hit and miss. I would go to cruising areas, gay bathes, porn shop glory holes and bars and hope I'd find a black guy (or guys) to pleasure. I am totally addicted to sucking dick or being fucked by black men. I love TS's, feminine black men and thugs that love to abuse me. I never ask for anything in return--all I want is to make the men I'm with cum as much...
I came across my mother-in-laws cell phone, picked it up and began browsing around what she had on it. She had some pictures of naked women; some of whom I recognized; one of her friends and the wife of a guy I knew from work. She also had videos of women screwing; now these caught my attention! The videos weren't full length porn flicks but they were well done. All of them started from a POV angle showing the guy's cock inside the women's pussy after which the view widened. I recognized two...