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*********************************** Author's Note: One day I received an email notifying me that I had a fan club of sorts, made up of nine or so women who all work in the same company, and who gather at breaks to read aloud, to each other, my stories. They call themselves, it is said, "The Dirty Girls". Even if it's not true, it's a good tale, and what author could pass up a chance to write a story like that? It would give me a chance to write about myself in the...
BEATING THE ODDS AND THE EVENSCHAPTER 1I always considered myself an average guy through my first thirty years. I had some bad breaks and some good ones. But since 1929 it's been like heaven on earth. Everything seems to have fallen into my lap, and most of it has been serendipity. Let me explain.I come from a small farming family in Valdosta, Georgia. I was an only child, but my folks were nice people and my childhood was normal. Things began to change shortly after I finished high school...
Author's comment: First, a little background for those of you who have only been reading my stories for the last couple of years. I started my "career" in 2005, using the pen name "Beating Off Bob." In November of 2007, for a variety of reasons, I retired that name and adopted the one I've been using ever since then. That, of course, is Robert Lubrican. Both are odd names and it's a long story. Unless you're a philosopher it's not all that interesting, so let me go on. Now I...
Cliff had been single his entire life. Married women were particularly attracted to him. He had many affairs and most of those affairs had ended with the husband and wife divorcing. It was obvious that married couples were having problems and some women were just seeking something they were not getting at home. Cliff was not looking for married women on purpose; many of the women did not tell him they were married until he figured it out.Ashley and her husband, Geoff, were hoping Cliff would...
‘Kaitlyn?’ Recognizing a familiar voice behind me, I turned around. ‘Susanne! What are you doing here?’ She was a friend of my parents’, and I had gone to school with her kids. But what she was doing here, in the hallway outside my dorm room, I had no idea. ‘I’m here to help Geoffrey move in – right down the hall from you, it looks like!’ It was a challenge, but I managed to contain my honest reaction (which I’ll share with you in a moment) and simply replied, ‘Oh, great. Well, I have to...
Geoff called round and said he'd like to see me in stockings and suspenders next time. I told him I didn't have any of my own, and my mum only wore tights, so I couldn't borrow any either. "Don't worry" he said with a wink, "I'm going to buy you some".A couple of days later I found a note from Geoff pushed through the letterbox: "Tonight at mine, 9pm".I waited till mum went out to play darts then quickly raided the laundry basket in the bathroom. I could smell her Lentheric body spray in the...
A good beating and more Part 1 At 14, I was already quite perverted, an exhibitionniste in fact. I loved walking around naked in public with my little boy’s cock hard. It was at that age that I got my first real beating and was ****d by men. It was summer, I was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. I was walking through a park , I went into the toilet in the middle of the woods and stripped naked in a cubicle. I stroked my cock to erection then went out and walked slowly along the path. Rounding a...
Kyra sped home, frustrated. She was hoping her night would have ended much differently. By this time in the night, she had imagined she would be in Zach’s bed getting pounded into the mattress, or at least swallowing his cock.She had arrived at the house party wearing a figure-hugging dress tight enough to catch the attention of every single male in attendance, but she only wanted the attention from one in particular. However, her plans to seduce Zach abruptly came to a halt when she stumbled...
BDSMSEASON’S BEATINGS Well, the Holiday Season is upon us again. Don’t you just love this magical time of year? I find it so exciting. I look forward to it each year with breathless anticipation. I can’t wait to see all the lights and decorations and to party with old friends. The music of this Season is a special treat. You cannot escape the nostalgia and romanticism of it all. Particularly if you were raised in northern climes, ?Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, down the lane snow...
A good beating and more Part 3 The next day, Sunday, I went to the toilet shaking with fear and stripped naked as ordered. The marks from the previous days whipping had turned black, the welts, covering my whole body back and front were raised and still painful to touch. At 9am, Helen walked in, she was wearing a very short mini-skirt no panties, a thin t-shirt with no bra, I could clearly see the outline of her tiny tits and her large hard nipples poking at the thin material, I started to get...
A good beating and more Part 3 The next day, Sunday, I went to the toilet shaking with fear and stripped naked as ordered. The marks from the previous days whipping had turned black, the welts, covering my whole body back and front were raised and still painful to touch. At 9am, Helen walked in, she was wearing a very short mini-skirt no panties, a thin t-shirt with no bra, I could clearly see the outline of her tiny tits and her large hard nipples poking at the thin material, I started to get...
She's ultimately a female version of myself, except she's very tiny like my mother. We both have dirty blond hair (mine falls in my eyes, her's falls to her waist), and grey blue eyes. But I know her eyes, delicate and feminine, circled by the black lace of her eyelashes. She's stunning and she knows it too. She's not beautiful in they way a sports illustrated model is with big tits and ass. She's got a tiny body with delicate B cup breasts and a round firm ass atop a set of legs, the...
Mandy sat on the corner of the bed waiting for her father Gary to enter the room and give the inevitable order to strip and lay across the bed for her spanking. She could hear the sound of the strop landing across her sister Nina's ass and the accompanying cries of pain and promises to be a good girl. She sat listening and wincing with each horrid blow that rang through the she remembered one of the many spankings she had received from her father over the years. She had been sixteen and, by her...
A good beating and more Part 4 That evening, I took a shower to try to ease the pain of the welts covering my body from the whipping. I had forgotten to lock the bathroom door and as I was drying myself off, my mother walked in. She gasped at the sight of my marked body. « What the hell » she exclaimed, « What the fuck have you been up to ? » She was very angry, my face burned with shame and I was trembling, I tried to cover my body with the towel, she ripped it away. « Get downstairs » she...
Everyone on the island called her Sìneadh, though it was not the name she was born with. In the Gaelic, sìneadh means to lengthen, and the boys called her that because she was tall before them. Also, it was said, because her mind was up there in the clouds. The name stuck, by way of familiarity more than teasing.That she was still there to be called Sìneadh surprised everyone. She had been sixteen when her mother chose to follow her father to the grave. It was commonly thought that with family...
LesbianA good beating and more Part 5 Helen walked into the toilet and stopped dead when she my mother and sister. « Don’t worry Helen » mum reassured her, « He’s my son and this is his sister. He has told us all about what you do to him and why, I am in total agreement with the treatment you inflict on him and we’d like to watch and join in » In the car, Helen and mum discussed me. Mum told her she agreed that I should be castrated and turned into a girl, she also told her about the treatment that I...
GeoffreyI loved to look through porn magazines like Mayfair and razzle and often set out to buy a new one, I'd chosen a quiet corner shop I knew had lots adult magazine's on its top shelf, I hung around browsing till the shop was empty and quickly started to look through the magazines on offer.I was quite exited when I saw a magazine call stiletto heel, it was a contact mag with lots of adverts with pictures, I had to have it. I was only 16 but the shop owner only ever asked if I was sure i...
We entered the conference playoffs as the team favored to win. Our local paper was helping to fuel the interest by featuring pictures and biographies of each of the starters in the week prior to the first game of the playoffs. I got a lot of razzing at school the day after my picture and bio appeared. I was pretty uncomfortable with all this attention, but I was in the minority from my teammates. Most of the rest of the guys on the team were really enjoying their moment in the spotlight. We...
Diese folgende Geschichte ist geistiges Eigentum der Autoren 'Janoko' und 'Ironhide' Die Geschichte ist frei erfunden und ?hnlichkeiten mit realen Personen/Orten sind nicht beabsichtigt und rein zuf?llig. Die Geschichte darf nur mit ausdr?cklicher (schriftlicher) Genehmigung auf einer anderen Seite ver?ffendlicht werden. Die Geschichte ist mit freundlicher Unterst?tzung der world-of-hentai.to-Community entstanden ©2010 Janoko und Ironhide ---------------- Lost in Sp...
"This'll be fun!" My raven-haired young Mistress announces as she shows off her new special piece of apparatus in her bedroom.I eye it up, it's a jet-black leather coated stocks, dangling from her ceiling by 2 sets of tough grey steel chains. I smile, looking forward to her trying it out on me.Because of my height, I realise I'll have to bend down in an awkward position to be in it but regardless, I was eager to try it out."Does my slave like?" She asks innocently."Yes, Mistress." I reply,...
This happened in the year 1992 when I was staying in Thanjavur where I was employed. I was staying alone in a relative's house, taking my food in hotels. I have already written about one incident that happened to me there with a Malayalee women under the title "HANDJOB FROM A HANDSOME AUNTY" which is available in this very site. This is another incident which happened in a bus journey. I have an aunty in Trichy who is very dear to me. Her name is Chellamma. She is a widow living alone in...
To some, the NHL playoffs are a welcome event, especially if they involve their favorite team. Me? I couldn’t give a rat's ass because — as you may have read in my earlier journal entries — I do not like sports. For my awesome husband, however… well, his favorites, the Boston Bruins are in the Stanley Cup playoffs. For me, the best thing about that is knowing that, along with other season ticket holders, he’ll be busy for four to seven nights. Actually, I planned on going to St. Louis for...
CheatingJoanne’s seventeen-year-old sister, Gabrielle, arrived home just after 4.30 that Saturday afternoon. She was happy. She had enjoyed spending time with her friends in town, doing some last-minute Christmas shopping and just relaxing for a change. Once she had locked the front door behind her, Gabby Wilson laid her shopping bags down in the hallway and walked into the front room, where her mother and older sister were watching television. The young woman smiled and sat down on the sofa next to...
SpankingJoanne’s seventeen-year-old sister, Gabrielle, arrived home just after 4.30 that Saturday afternoon. She was happy. She had enjoyed spending time with her friends in town, doing some last-minute Christmas shopping and just relaxing for a change. Once she had locked the front door behind her, Gabby Wilson laid her shopping bags down in the hallway and walked into the front room, where her mother and older sister were watching television. The young woman smiled and sat down on the sofa next to...
SpankingIt was near the end of summer and I had some time on my hands. I am always getting bored and find myself jerking off whenever i got a chance. I didnt have a girlfriend at the time so i was looking for something that could give me a little excitement. I had been doing some yard work before i went to lunch and i was in gym shorts and tshirt. When i got in my car it was hot from the sun being out and it was about 1230. Being in there after being in the sun working made me extra sweaty, aas...
My senior business symposium professor was a pilot. He’d never flown passenger airliners, but did a lot of freight transport and rose to management in a major shipping company before he retired to take up teaching. It was one of the cool things about the School of Business at the University. The professors were mostly people who had risen to senior management in firms that were successful. At least that were successful at the time the professor retired from it. Some professors shook their...
I can feel myself sprawled out, hair covering my face. I rack my brain. What happened last night? How did I get here? I shouldn’t be here, I should be… Where should I be? I couldn’t remember anything. I slowly become aware of my surrounding. I am dripping wet, but not cold. A gentle breeze lifts my tangled hair from my clenched eyes, Eyes I am too scared to open. I roll onto my back, and dig my hands into the ground. They come away filled with sand. I hear it trickle back to the ground. I...
This is a long, slow moving romance…in six easily digestible parts. I hope you enjoy it at your leisure. Please send feedback and vote at its conclusion. Thanks for your support. Part 1 In early 2003 I went to the medical center for a complete check-up, not having had one since I was in the service. When I first saw Karina, a nurse in the doctor’s office, I thought that I’d never seen a more attractive, desirable woman. Though she was dressed in a baggy green ‘scrubs’ uniform, which...
Because of work, I have been staying in Belgrade almost constantly for the past few months, usually two or three, and the capital has not been somewhat hospitable to me, especially if we talk about expanding women's acquaintances in the little free time I have left after work. Neither badoo nor Tinder were somewhat generous despite the fact that I flipped through a bunch of profiles of girls from BG. Somehow, none of them seemed interesting enough for what I was looking for, and that's...
A good beating and more Part 2 During that week Helen phoned me. She told me to meet hr in the park toilet at 9am on Saturday, she ordered me to be naked when she arrived. At 8:50, I entered the toilet and stripped naked in a cubicle. I was trembling with anticipation but my cock was hard at the thought of what they were going to do to me. At 9am precisely, Helen walked in. She was carrying a short leather whip, she lashed out at my body, I yelled and twisted around, my hands flying to each...
Prisoner's Dilemna: Beating Around the Bush by: Scalper16 I was dumbstruck by what Maria told me. But we only have a few weeks left!" I protested. "You'll regret it right afterward." She smiled, demurely, but her eyes still sparkled brightly. It was one of the habits of hers that I found so charming. "That's exactly it. It'll be my last chance before we go to Dr. Ripley's. I have to give it a try. Anyway, Andy's on a dry run lately, it's his birthday coming up, and he'd do...
BABY-SITTERS BEATING We had trouble finding a baby-sitter that night. Our usual girl was on holidaybut this event was too important to miss. "The Annual Law Society Ball" wasa perfect opportunity for my wife Patricia to network. Having had nine monthsmaternity leave she was busy building up her practice once more. Carrie therefore came as a major relief. We didn't know her, but she wasrecommended by some friends. Seventeen years old, she studied at the localcollege and lived with her...
GLASS COFFIN GLASS COFFIN PART ONE It was a landmark, really. The old place had been there since the thirties, white and palatial with long, tall windows and big pillars that stretched higher than the roof. It was typical of many old cinemas that had long since been turned into bingo halls or bulldozed to make way for supermarkets. But the place had clung on and lived another incarnation as a nightclub for a few years in the mid 1980s before it was finally closed down, locked up,...
This is a very true account of an incident that occurred on lunch time break, where I admit to relieving myself at my desk, and being caught.I tell you it, because I know men do it, but find it hard to believe a girl could indulge in a similar act, but when the urge strikes, like an itch, you have to scratch it, regardless of sex, education and beauty, I laugh as I think about it again, in my case I guess I just looked better for doing it, at least the man watching me thought so. I was 23 and...
I'd gone out with Peggy Sunday night to celebrate her coming in third at State on Saturday. Mitch had come in second for the boys. She admitted he'd tried to hit on her again, and I was free to kick his ass. I saw him in the parking lot before school about the same time he saw me coming, and made it inside before I caught him. Peggy gave me a reward for being her hero. The kiss was nice, but she was still confused. She asked why all the varsity cheerleaders flirted with me, while we talked...
We met at a different house every time the club met. We might meet only once a month with all the members, but some members would meet in smaller groups more often if they cared too. We were young and old, male and female, beautiful and average, gay and straight, and we all loved masturbating. It had all began slowly, of course. I was the instigator. I loved jerking off. Much more than fucking, which I had experienced several times. But I had always returned to jacking it for my real pleasure....
Masturbationby Fidget "Amy!" the barista called out. Amy walked over, grabbed her decaf latte, sat down at a table that would give her a nice view of the entire shop, and pulled out her laptop. She opened the program that her brother had sent her for her birthday last week, eager to see if it was all that he claimed it was. "Master PC" briefly flashed across the screen, and was then replaced with a text box. “Welcome to the Master Command Center... where the Master allows you to become a virtual god...
Just got through security. The wait was boring, and boarding was tedious. Neither of us were searched or pat down though, which is nice. That always feels like a bad portent for the coming trip, no matter how random it is, or how benign their motivation might be. Harry’s nervous enough, and I don’t want her to start adding uncomfortable and self-conscious to her emotional palette. She’s never been out of the country, and here we are, getting ready sitting on the tarmac waiting for a plane bound...
LesbianMy friend Zac and I were hanging out on the redwood patio of a Northern California coffeeshop. Everywhere, I could see the excited green of the ferns through the diamonds of the lattice. We were just sipping this groovy French Press and shooting the wind. ‘One day, a long time ago, but easily confused with today or tomorrow, I lost a girl in a coffee shop,’ I said. ‘Who cares, man?’ said my friend Zac, ‘You get so many hot bitches.’ ‘Yeah, but she wasn’t a bitch.’ ‘A bitch is a bitch,’...
Your handle was officefuck69. This intrigued me. I checked the rest of your profile and thought you were worth sending a message to. 'Hi: Thanks for the flirt. I checked out your profile and you have my attention. What exactly are you looking for? Tell me a bit about yourself and feel free to ask me anything. I will answer any and all questions.' SEND I checked out a few web cams, read a few articles and was about to log off when I saw that I had a message. 'I'm looking for...
To make a long story short Mina had been assigned as Marlena’s student aide after it had been made school wide knowledge that Marlena had a sexual experience with a few of her male students after class. Mina was supposed to keep tabs on Marlena’s behavior and report anything suspicious to the dean. Since the rumors were never confirmed, Marlena was able to keep her job on that condition. What ended up happening was Mina walked in on Marlena and two male students. However, Mina was so...
As every day passed by, I began to notice the good things about her – not of the character but of the body and figure. To complement her dangerous character, she possessed this dangerous kind of beauty too. She would not be called ‘beautiful’ but she was definitely attractive. She usually wore a saree, and occasionally a dress. She had a well-kept figure, well –groomed skin, fingers, feet, and toes. Her lips had this peculiar way of twitching involuntarily that would generate heat in any sexy...
His name was Joey. He worked in the same company as I did. Tall, lean, wears glasses, hair a bit long, curly and tousled. We always give a polite greeting when we meet each other in the office, lobby or elevator. He seemed reserved and aloof, always by himself. He wasn’t my type exactly but he intrigued me. I decided to seduce him. Every time I meet him wherever that may be I always see to it that I would brush up against him and give him sensuous looks. He would just ignore me and that...
This was maybe only my second or third experience with a guy, but it was my first really great one. It gave me the confidence I needed and really made me feel good about the scenario. I was in my early twenties. I never felt i was gay, and still don’t now…i wasn’t attracted to men in any emotional way, but physically i was curious and had started experimenting. I had been browsing the CL ads out of curiosity, Just to see if maybe some ideal situation would jump out at me. i knew this was not...
What a party! My friends gave me one hell of a sendoff with a big surprise at the end. (Note-My stories are a series so if you want to catchup just head over to the blog on my profile page-Lori ) Gigi was almost hysterical. ‘You can’t go!’ she screamed. But we both knew it was meant to be. My organization just offered me a big raise if I was willing to relocate. I’d be a fool to turn it down. The Circle Jerk Club threw me a going away party after hours back stage at Slammers. That was the...
By the time tom got home from the office, it was late in the evening and not his usual time to get home, but pulling on the drive he found his mother in laws car there. Anna was in her early 50s, fairly attractive lady with brunette hair, and always dressed nicely with make-up and smelling good of perfume. Even though he got on well with anna, she always seamed to poke her nose into there business, which was one thing tom hated about her. After getting in the house he found anna in the...
Amy Marie Rogers was the kind of friend one does not soon forget. Neither was Stephanie Potteroff. We used to live at the same apartment complex and while our peripheral relationship only included late night parties at the apartment complex hot tub, an occasional trip to a bar or club, and hanging out at each other’s apartment watching movies. Amy was never alone. She and Stephanie Potteroff- yes, that was her name and the joke of a lot of crude remarks- were practically inseparable. Amy lived...
TrueEs war im Sommer. Nachdem sich meine Eltern an einem Nachmittag fürchterlich gestritten hatten, hatte mein Vater meiner Mutter gesagt, sie könne ihm gestohlen bleiben, und wenn sie noch irgendwelches Geld von ihm wolle, dann solle sie doch lieber auf den Strich gehen, um sich etwas selbst zu verdienen. Wutschnaubend war Mami abgerauscht und hatte ihn noch angebrüllt, sie werde sich jetzt amüsieren, und ihr sei es scheißegal, ob er das gut fände oder nicht. Ich hatte mich in mein Zimmer...
IncestHi guys, before I begin this story just know that it is not stolen, I began this story on Literotica years ago and am just transferring it over onto this website now, so please enjoy the story and feel free to add to it if you want _____________________________________________________________________________________ My name is Charlie Moores. I'm a 3rd year University student studying psychology and I guess you could say I have super powers. I don't know where they came from or why I have them...
Mind ControlThe window wipers flick steadily from side to side as a gentle patter of rain fills the bit of silence inside the vehicle. You glance over at your phone, seeing its just past six o clock as you sit in the front seat of Mom's suv. Dressed up as the phantom of the opera, you weren't the most enthusiastic about wearing something for Aunt Jenine's Halloween Bash. Mom choose out your costume for you. She thought it looked good at least, very much expressing how handsome you looked, seeing you dessed...
IncestSabine Kazinsky stood at the edge of the field in the stadium in Rio de Janeiro, admiring how many seats surrounded her, hearing the invisible roar of the crowds who would be watching her in the next few days as she battled for a gold medal in the Summer Olympics. She was new to the team and she knew she needed to prove herself. Her bright, blonde hair shone in the sunlight, while her red shirt and white shorts blazed as they hugged her athletic figure. Her eyes wandered to the men practicing...
Straight SexI count our blessings at Crete, with my bred babes all four due to deliver some time in early SpringI count our blessings of making lots of money in Autumn, servicing at the I count our built-up income and ask our mighty Mama to propose a proper place for all us, for all SpringI count our built-up experiences gathered: well integrated into the local Crete community, Mom thanks!I go with Grandma on an inspection tour of several nearby premises, finding a villa with a view at the seaI go with...
This was maybe only my second or third experience with a guy, but it was my first really great one. It gave me the confidence I needed and really made me feel good about the scenario.I was in my early twenties. I never felt i was gay, and still don't now...i wasn't attracted to men in any emotional way, but physically i was curious and had started experimenting. I had been browsing the CL ads out of curiosity, Just to see if maybe some ideal situation would jump out at me. i knew this was not...
Hello my friends. I realised u liked my diary. ((Please excuse my writing mistakes and English)) I went trough of a lot of memories, good and bad, nice and ugly , but most of the memories of that time is about how to make someone's happy. After my fathers start to see me as a girl ,who can satisfy him in lots of different ways. Slowly slowly I get use to it . To how be a good girl for him and how to quickly in different places specially in public places make a cover up story or cover my naked...
“Go ahead, one more Jason,” I nodded at the bartender and owner of Jason’s Beach Hideaway. Yeah, not a too imaginative name for a bar but that’s what it was. One of the few ramble down dives near the resort area on Eleuthra the locals called home. Old bar stools, older and more scarred bar, and unremarkable reggae type music blasting in the background. My kind of joint given the mood I was in.Jason gave me a squint-eyed look, seeing the collection of empty shot glasses I had stacked up into a...
Where do I begin?! So this hottie got at me last year when I was in NJ, but we didn't get to meet up. We kept in touch over YIM and email...dude would be @ work or where ever and shoot me an email on his phone that he was horny and needed to see a vid of me doing what I do...he would let me know the type of shit he's gonna do wit me when it's his turn...that type of shit I love!!! So this past weekend (NYC's Pride) dude hit me up on YIM and was like he's in town staying wit fam in BK...so I...
Pranoti was 24 when I first fucked her. She was fair but not very beautiful. She had large eyes and a hypnotic stare. But she had one of the most voluptuous figure of 36-28-38. She looked very sexy and desirable. Never saw her in anything other than T-shirt and jeans. She had voluptuously large DD cup breasts. She was extremely shapely and sexy. She was my senior in my institute. The farewell party for the seniors was on and there were rock and pop music in the air. Frenzied dancing as if there...
Hi readers, I hope you all enjoyed my previous two stories “Caught In the Act My Bhabhi – Part I and Part II” If you have not read go ahead and read those exiting pussy wetting stories. And please send in your feed back or if you need help in Bangalore. Mail me or ping me at This happen just some time ago with my office mate Seema. Seema was my Trainee in the team; she was married with a 15year old boy. Her husband was working in some place in north India. Now coming to the story, I did...