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Copyright© 1991-2003 "There was an old priest of Siberia, Who of fucking grew wearier and wearier; So one night after prayers, He bolted upstairs, And buggered the Lady Superior." -The Pearl No. 2 Chris #1 I had a lunch date with my cousin Christen. Well, I almost forgot the meeting - sure, I had written it down, but it seemed so inconclusive with the large events that now occupied my head. So when I finally arrived downtown at Sherlock Holmes, I was out of breath and worried...
Okay, a lot of these stories start out with a cliché, it goes something like this: I came home from work and there was a strange car in the driveway. Well shit, it does happen like that a lot. And my story does have some of that in it, but it's just a tad different. It's different because Chrissie loves me, and will do whatever it takes to protect me, no matter what. Maybe I should start at the beginning. Well the recent beginning anyway. My name is Tim Matthews. I work in IT at a mid sized...
Christy by Karen Elizabeth L. Copyright 2/97 My wife Carol and I were sitting around watching a talk show about crossdressers, you know - guys who wear women's clothes for kicks. Carol thought it was going to be pretty silly, after all why in the world would a guy want to dress up and pretend to be a woman? One thing led to another and soon Carol and I were in a heated argument over how rough women had it in today's world with less pay and job opportunities than men. I maintained...
Prologue: This is a story written by adults for adults and contains adult language and mature sexual content. It involves no young children, however, it does involve a teenager slightly below the age of consent. It does involve mildly non-consensual sex but no overtly illegal activity. It is completely fictitious and is written solely to entertain and arouse adult readers. If you object to erotic literature stop right here and read no further. The story is difficult to categorize…there is...
I had no intentions of fooling around with my sister that day. I did everything in my power, until I lost my will to resist, to keep anything sexual from happening. Let me tell you what happened, but first I will give you a little background, not only on my sister but my parents as well. My sister, Chrissy was 14 at the time this all began, but looked every bit 17. Chris, for short, is a brunette. She has very beautiful hair, I often comment her on her hair. She has the deepest brown eyes I...
It was Saturday and there was a dance that night. I didn’t want to go, but my friends insisted. I wasn’t in the best mood that night and I wasn’t very sociable. I sat as a table, almost asleep. Lance was actually having fun, I noticed. Joey and Chris, along with Justin were always very hyper. But me, I was bored out of my mind. “Justin, cheer up,” Joey said, coming over to sit. “What’s wrong?” “Everything,” I muttered. “What?” I sighed. “Nothing.” “What’s stuck up your butt?” Justin demanded....
EroticBy Gail Holmes Christina pulled her hair to one side allowing it to fall over her shoulder, taking a good at herself in the mirror; she deserved a rest, although it didn’t show in her face. It didn’t make sense to her, how can she feel tired when she sleeps so deep, her friends told her that she could sleep on a rope, she’d need no rocking she could only agree. The weekend would do her good, she never really took time off,...
Christy was not what I considered to be a nice person. In fact, I didn't even particularly like her. Still, I had more desire for her than any other girl in my high school senior class. The desire was not to love her but, rather, to have sex with her. I suppose that's not an uncommon feeling for a high school boy to have. The desire was strong enough to overcome the fear of rejection. The time was running out because graduation was getting closer. I finally mustered the courage to talk...
"How can she be here?" Andy mumbled to himself. "I must be suffering from heat stroke. Otherwise I wouldn't be talking to myself." Andy decided. It was the dog days of summer. Hot, humid, and an unrelenting sun. Andy had spent the morning getting all the outdoor activities done around the house, mowing, trimming, flowers watered, and lastly the blower to clear the walks and driveway of clippings. Hot as he possibly thought he could ever be, Andy made a quick trip into the house and...
My name is - or would I rather say "was" - Robbert Wallcot. Robbie for my friends. I was a good-looking boy of 23 years old, about 1.70 m height and some 75 kg of weight. This is my story. I woke up, groggy and with a heavy hangover from last night? While I slowly regained my consciousness, I noticed - to my horror - that I was stark naked. I vaguely remembered drinking in a local tavern with a group of boys and girls, who were having a good time. I was on a holiday trip...
The day I first noticed Chrisor was the day I learned my newest manuscript had been accepted by my publisher. I was stoked because it meant I was finally back! I had a book-signing in an Upper West Side bookstore for the first novel I had in circulation since my two-year exile from the literary world and now my second was going to press. A mind-numbing case of writer’s block had put my budding career on hiatus, but my fortunes seemed to finally be turning. The enchanting young girl standing...
Als Marion ihren späteren Mann Christoph zum ersten Mal traf, war er gerade mal 18 geworden und hatte noch keine sexuellen Erfahrungen mit Frauen oder Mädchen. Er war schon damals mit einer sehr sportlichen Figur gesegnet, was Marion wohl auch veranlasste, auf der Party ihres damaligen Nachbarn ein Gespräch mit ihm zu beginnen. Nachdem sie sich drei- oder viermal verabredet und getroffen hatten, waren sie zusammen und Marion befreite Christoph von seiner Unberührtheit. Marion war nicht gerade...
The day I first noticed Chrisor was the day I learned my newest manuscript had been accepted by my publisher. I was stoked because it meant I was finally back! I had a book-signing in an Upper West Side bookstore for the first novel I had in circulation since my two-year exile from the literary world and now my second was going to press. A mind-numbing case of writer's block had put my budding career on hiatus, but my fortunes seemed to finally be turning. The enchanting young girl standing...
LesbianDISCLAIMER: All characters are fictional, no relation to anyone living or dead, all are 18 or older. If you do not like sexually oriented material, LEAVE NOW.I'd love to write about what Chris really likes, but I can't because of subject matter that is 'not suitable', which involves a lot that I can't discuss. But.... suffice it to say, just let your mind wander into the most delicate and bad areas....BUT! The good news is that we can explore a lot of the things he does like, and respecting...
DISCLAIMER: All characters are fictional, no relation to anyone living or dead, all are 18 or older. If you do not like sexually oriented material, LEAVE NOW!Fantasy is just that - fantasizing. I LOVE to fantasize!I make it a point to say, 'Yes Ma'am and No Ma'am and Yes Sir and No Sir'.But, in my mind, I add things.....'Yes ma'am I wanna eat your husband's cum dripping out of your pussy...'Or, 'No sir I wouldn't mind drinking your hot piss for you...'Things like that, or even much worse. ...
DISCLAIMER: All characters are fictional, no relation to anyone living or dead, all are 18 or older. If you do not like sexually oriented material, LEAVE NOW.When I am driving, especially on long, boring interstates, it is probably the most advantageous time to 'free-lance' fantasize. Sometimes I will take my cock out of my shorts or pants, or sometimes I will just take them down and take my right foot out of them so I can still drive effectively, but play with my cock and balls, sometimes...
DISCLAIMER: All characters are fictional, no relation to anyone living or dead, all are 18 or older. If you do not like sexually oriented material, LEAVE NOW.I am a 'normal' guy. I wear my clothes in an acceptable manner. I bathe and keep myself groomed and presentable. No tattoos. Smile a lot, friendly, affable, easygoing. Women like me, lots of male and female friends. Just plain ol' normal. Well, except for my brain..... lol!In my brain I am the filthiest, most wretched asshole...
Paul Barker was of two minds about his daughter moving back into the family home after finally giving up on her no-good bum of a husband. He and his wife, Jessie, had expressed strong doubts at the time, but the headstrong 18 year old had eloped and run off to Reno and, when they returned, it was too late for their cooler heads to prevail. She was married, and had already been pregnant. The baby girl, whom the proud parents named Christine, was born six months after the elopement. No honest...
I often say this when writing about Christine - if you haven't previously read about my encounters with her then it will probably help to go back and read some. Christine isn't a fictional character created for the benefits of these pages - she's 100% real and all my stories are completely true, told as accurately as I can recall and without any embellishment whatsoever.Folklore would have you believe that there are women out there who guys can call on at any given time for sex and I'm sure...
My name is Christie, and I recently became a lesbian's lover. I didn't plan it, it just happened. Well, Heather made it happen. It happened while I was in a girl's school for five short, heavenly months, but we've stayed in touch since then. In the weeks to come I will relate my stories as I have the time, and the nerve. My family brought it all about, although making love to another girl is so great I would have gotten around to it eventually. Being sent away to a girl's school didn't help, I...
EroticChristine was four years younger than I. She was a petite woman. Only 5’1” in height. She weighed a mere 99 pounds. However. She was all woman. Hot blooded. passionate, sexually provocative and was fascinated with men who packed larger than average equipment.I met Christine at a party at Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. She presented as a lively, intelligent, professional woman. She was a CPA with a major national firm. During the event, I began to put the move on her. I was not the only man trying. She...
ChrissieI first met my wife whilst I was on a break in Durban, South Africa fiveyears ago. I was based in Lusaka in the final year of a four yearassignment in Zambia and I needed a week or two in a somewhat normalcountry and found a small but elegant beachside guest house on theinternet and booked in for a week. The owner promised to send herdaughter to meet me at the airport in Durban and drive me to the guesthouse. There was no direct flight from Lusaka to Durban so I had to flyinto...
Vienna, 1899“Gustav!” a warm and familiar voice called and I turned to find a fellow student smiling at me, hands buried deep in his coat pockets to stave off the chilly April breeze.“Ah, Christian!” I called back, returning the smile as he approached me and shook my hand. After the customary comments on the weather he asked where I was going, and when I replied that I was on my way to look at a flat, he stopped me.“Moving?” he asked. “Whatever do you mean?”Torn between a genuine desire to be...
Gay MaleThere is something about eastern mysticism that has always fascinated me. I’m a pushover, I guess, for anything ornate, anything baroque, anything that celebrates life in all its gaudy detail. So when Xavier called me from Los Angeles to invite me to the Hare Krishna festival of the chariots, I reacted as I might have to an obscene phone call from Roger Vadim: — with a gush of sensual enthusiasm that I could not have hidden if I had wanted to. ‘You really should come, Christina, ‘ Xavier’s...
Christine ist 22, studiert und verdient sich nebenbei etwas Geld in dem sie Nachhilfe in Mathe gibt. Sie hat für ihre Größe (knapp 1,60 Meter) mächtige Brüste, die schön steil nach oben gerichtet sind und einen geilen Arsch schön voll und rund, aber dennoch sehr fest, wie geschaffen für einen Arschfick. Christine sitzt gerade in einer Vorlesung. Sie trägt einen langen schwarzen Rock und ein schwarzes Top mit tiefem Ausschnitt wodurch man einen perfekten Einblick auf ihre Titten hat, begünstigt...
I met Ruth at college when I was nineteen, she was a twenty-five-year-old teaching assistant in another department. We clicked and soon enough were an item. Things were smooth for a few years, but as sometimes happens, we drifted apart and broke up a year after I finished my bachelor degree. I moved away from town for a couple of years for a job but came back for a better one. My second week back in town I bumped into Ruth at a local bar. One thing led to another and we ended up in...
Christina "I want you to have a go at playing this" she said as she put a new music score up in front of me on the piano "Moonlight Sonata. It needs to be played with so much emotion and tenderness. I really do want to hear what you make of it." Like all of the piano pieces I played I had never heard of this before. My parents weren't rich and we didn't have a gramophone, but we did have a radio, which was always switched on to the light programme. They didn't play classical music...
Vienna, 1899 “Gustav!” a warm and familiar voice called and I turned to find a fellow student smiling at me, hands buried deep in his coat pockets to stave off the chilly April breeze. “Ah, Christian!” I called back, returning the smile as he approached me and shook my hand. After the customary comments on the weather he asked where I was going, and when I replied that I was on my way to look at a flat, he stopped me. “Moving?” he asked. “Whatever do you mean?” Torn between a genuine desire to...
This goes way back, 1967 to be exact and we were living in Southern California. My young wife Billi was four months pregnant. I thought she was very sexy with her little belly and her normally small breasts and nipples enlarging. She had become extremely horny since finding out she was pregnant. We were having sex morning and night and several times on Saturday and Sunday. Christmas was a few days away and she began feeling lonely as her parents had left on a Caribbean cruise and wouldn’t be...
The first time we had sex, Christina Vietti was sitting on the floor of her dorm room. She had a bottle of Champaign in one hand and her legs spread. She was touching herself, rubbing her pussy and looking at me, asking me to touch her. She had a beautiful smile, but I still had to think twice before I making my decision, she was a friend after all. I started by running my hands up and down her legs, which made her groan, apparently champagne had that effect on her.We dated after that, and I...
I suppose I write this in an effort to understand the events of the last few weeks. To justify my actions to myself, and no one else really, or perhaps to find if there is someone that can understand my motivations, and excuse my shortcomings. I have always felt myself to be a good person, considerate of others and their feelings, and helpful when I can. I have always prided myself on working very hard to avoid ever hurting anyone, and until now I have felt as thought I have done so. I met my...
Mick "Oh Jesus Christ, she's going to jump! That's all I bloody need! This sodding trip really is fated." At 3 a.m. on a late September morning, there should have been no one about; certainly there was nobody on the quay that could stop her. I watched as the woman climbed the safety barrier and stood on the edge of the quay at the harbour entrance seemingly still making up her mind. Although I was still some distance from her, in the floodlights along the harbour wall her white...
My twelve year old sister and the bane of my life I was six years older than Chris but she had appointed herself my Girlfriend approver and guardian. Every Girl I brought home failed to impress Chris they were either too fat or too thin, too tall, too short and finally how could you go out with HER you must be STUPID. Above all everywhere I went Chris always followed I could go nowhere she was always there. Dad had died seven years before following a car accident this had brought Chris and...
Aria giggled loudly as Oliver playfully bit down on her shoulder as they climbed out of the shower. “Oli, stop it,” She squealed as he tickled her. “Not until I get my Christmas gift,’ He laughed, before kissing her tenderly as she wrapped the towel around her body and walked into the bedroom. She couldn’t help the wide grin that spread across her face as he walked over, Oliver wrapped his arms around her waist, as she stood with her back towards him. “Miss me?” Oliver questioned lazily,...
Aria giggled loudly as Oliver playfully bit down on her shoulder as they climbed out of the shower. “Oli, stop it,” She squealed as he tickled her. “Not until I get my Christmas gift," He laughed, before kissing her tenderly as she wrapped the towel around her body and walked into the bedroom. She couldn't help the wide grin that spread across her face as he walked over; Oliver wrapped his arms around her waist, as she stood with her back towards him. “Miss me?” Oliver questioned lazily,...
Straight SexChapter 12 Rosalie sat in the small bistro, looking with distaste at the grimy tables and chairs. She would have preferred it if they had met elsewhere, but Kirk had insisted. She had had to give in, because what she wanted him to pull would be risky for him. She was also paying him a king’s ransom for the job. She was checking her watch impatiently for the thousandth time when Kirk walked in. He sat down at the table and opened the briefcase he carried. He pulled out official looking...
'...' thoughts Chapter 3 - The Aftermath I was arrested outside of my apartment. I'd just come back from a little "vacation" I took after my visit with Emily. She told the cops 2 weeks after I left her laying naked beside her house. They got evidence and came for me. The little harlot promised she wouldn't tell, and now, I'm being sent to 8 years in prison for kidnap, assault and rape. My anger started to grow then, planning to keep my promise of getting her because she...
Early the next evening, Max looked around his freshly painted office pleased with the quality of work. He headed to the kitchen and picked up two cans of beer from the refrigerator. His wife eyed the second can and looked up at him with a questioning expression on her face. He winked at her. He went out to the garage where Robert was putting away the painting supplies. Clearing his throat, he said, “Robert.” His son turned around to face his father. Somewhat defensive, he asked,...
Everything has been evaluated in far more detail. So this is one of the seven ideas for books I had and is written because, and only because, I got feedback to tell me what people liked and what they didn't about Secrets. In this book, three people set about stealing from a mad Ukrainian gangster and then have to evade the Police, the heavies and anyone who is prepared to double-cross them for a slice of £800,000 in used banknotes, some jewellery and three priceless Argentinian...
Several Christmases ago my mom’s sister hosted a large Christmas Day gathering at her home. She had invited all of my aunts, uncles and cousins as well as my grandparents on mom’s side of the family. In addition, she had invited some whom she knew would be alone. One of those people was my slightly older cousin Rick’s friend. Rick just happened to be a Marine stationed in North Carolina and he had a friend who would have stayed on base for Christmas had he not been invited somewhere.Dinner was...
Gwendy's frown was ever-present as she made her way down to the front row of the theatre. She'd stepped on the wrong toes, and her chickenshit editor had relocated her to the entertainment beat, where she couldn't do any harm to his "insurance" rates. Now she was stuck covering Amateur Night at Chandra's, a 21-and-up club known for erotic "hypnotists," sexy magician acts, raunchy comedians and waitresses in bunny uniforms. Her camerawoman, Pat, panned across the crowd to show who was...
She let him go, and he took the opportunity to get at those pieces of art bouncing in front of him. One hand on her upper back, he pulled her closer to the ground and, dragging her up a little, began to tease her nipples with the tip of his tongue. She responded well, pushing herself onto his face and thrusting even harder. His other hand, meanwhile, was exploring the region nearer to their mutual interests. He grabbed her rear and pulled it against him each time she drove him into her, trying...
Salaam doston! Mera naam Saira hai. Main 31 years ki ek shaadi shuda ladki hoon aur teen mahine ki pregnancy hai abhi meri. Maine apni life mein bahot chudai ki hai….internet ke zariye mile logon se, crank call karne waale ladkon se, doston se, dost ke boyfriend se, jiju se, boyfriend ke doston se…..aur kai maze kiye hain….chalti gaadi mein handjob, blowjobs, anjaan gharon mein pehli baar mile ladkon ke lund ki chusai aur chut ki chudai, mukh chodan, movie theatre mein saath baithe ladke ki...
Imagine a world where apes weren't the only species that evolved into intelligent, sentient beings. What if Homo Sapiens were also accompanied by Canis Sapiens? What if wolves also developed larger brains, learned to use tools, created language, and walked upright? Sounds pretty cool, doesn't it? Humans and Wolves walking side by side, forging a prosperous future for all kinds equally. Well, forget all that. That isn't the story being told today. In truth, the ancient humans had a head start on...
FetishHi, I'm Jim Part Two By Virginia Kane 1. I still can't believe what the "specialist" my transition doctor brought in to perform my latest feminization procedure did! To all intents and purposes, my groin now resembles a woman's mound! Sure, sure, my little cock had shrunk to less than half its original meager length it was before I began my feminization hormone regimen six months earlier, but I still enjoyed having Jim...
LETTER FROM BATON ROUGEDear Shoeblossom:I always swore that when I graduated from the Ludlow School, back in Wales, that I’d live an independent life?it was so humiliating having a female Headmistress! Mrs. Sandefur was a comely woman, with short bright red hair, and she was definitely a ?sweater girl? of the Lana Turner type of old movies?but what a bitch!I had such trouble with punctuality to classes, getting up on time, not making it to breakfast?and Ms. Sandefur would summon me to her...
"But why do I have to wear this short skirt just to go to the mall?" Janice asked as she tried vainly to pull the impossibly short skirt further down her thighs. It was a skirt that she had never worn because it was too short when she bought it. Now it was definitely too tight as well. "Short skirt, white blouse, no bra and no panties," Tim responded. "No bra or panties!" Janice practically screamed, as she stood topless with her hands on her hips in defiance. "It's my rules. Now...
Have you ever had one of those days where everything just ends up as shit? Well imagine the worst of those shit days, multiply it by ten and then you will maybe come close to how my day is going. Let me put it this way, I am royally screwed, I know it, and there is nothing I can do but take it. I guess in the end I should have expected things to end this way, but when you are on top of the world its hard to see what can happen when you fall. The last thing I remember is eating...
Kiss karte karte main uske boobs dabaye ja raha tha. Fir maine uske bra ka hook bhi khol diya aur boobs ko pura azad kar diya. Fir maine uske nipples choosna shuru kiya. Wo umhhhh umhhh ki awazein nikalne lagi. Fir usne fatafat mere sare kade utar diye aur boli bas bohot ho gaya, ab chod do mujhe. Maine use pakad k fir se diwar pe chipka diya aur kaha sabar karo. To wo boli k bas ab aur nahi bohot sabr ho gaya.Maine fir use choomna shuru kiya aur uski gand pakad k use khud se chipka liya. Fir...
I finally got my car. During the whole past junior year of high school I worked every evening I could. During the summer break I worked as many hours as they would let me. By the end of summer and before my senior year started I saved up enough. I bought a Mustang. A blue one. I was now "the man". I was ecstatic. I had my own wheels. I could go where I wanted when I wanted. Within reason. I needed to check with my parents for some things. This year my dating life was going to skyrocket. I...
CONFESSION CONFESSION Sept 4th 2003, Received a call from an old school girlfriend,she had split from an unfaithful partner & was looking for a stop overto sort her life out. She had not called me for around 3 years, but we were very close as schoolfriends, and had some mutual friends in adult life. Feeling apprehensive ofher staying with me, I still agreed she could come. But how would I hide thelife I lead. The dungeon below my home & the frequent phone calls I received & thelavish style I...
Duty Honor Country Family- Part 28 By Danielle J Thank you to Puddin for all her help preparing this story chapter for publication. ***** Hiromi just stared at her cell phone after Chuck's mother hung up on her. Tears began pouring down her face as the impact of Chuck's mother's words sank in. All her former fears came rushing back, that the McBrides secretly hated her because she was Japanese - 'colored,' in the old attitudes - that Chuck himself didn't think that she was 'good...
It was the first week of cheer camp. I knew I was going to be in heaven. Not only because of the guys, but because of the girls as well. I could just feel my pussy getting wet at the idea of spending 8 weeks working along side some of the most gorgeous girls in the state. I knew when I stepped off the bus that I was going to make my dream of being with a girl finally come true. I just wasn't sure how I was going to get to that point. Taking it one day at a time seemed kinda dorky, but hey maybe...
Lesbian"Bye Papa, I won't be long." she called out to her father. Romano had been outside of his wagon and heard her. "Now where is that witch going? Can't she stay put? He gives her too much freedom!!" He waited in the dark and saw her climb down from their vurdon. She was holding a folded blanket and towel. "Ah... so she was going to have a midnight swim perhaps?" He decided to follow her... and good. She didn't have her blasted dog with her for once!! She headed down to the stream. It...
Pulling up to the drop off point, we each got a bag of the outfits my fiancée will be wearing over the remaining days of our ‘vacation!’ On the way to the concierge, I reached into my pocket and gave back the keys and three twenties. “Mr. Lockhart, the use of the vehicle is free of charge for people staying at the Hotel!” He said. “Keep it, we had a blast and you provided the means. We may want to do that again over the next few days.” Putting the money in his coat pocket, he said, “Very...
Arrived at Wayne’s around 12.35pm I had made my way through one or two heavy showers along the journey. W was sat in his front room when I knocked upon his door. He came to greet me opening his door and inviting me in enquiring as to how my journey had been and how I was. I was warmly welcomed in. I sat on a chair to take off my shoes. To calm my nerves after the motorway driving W put the kettle on and made us both a welcome cup of tea. I asked how he was and had he had his lunch? He paid me...
Sitting alone in her kitchen, her eyes despairing and vacant, Gail drained her cup of coffee and liquor and put her face in her hands and sobbed. The utter animalistic way she had behaved, the sheer joy with which she had taken to depravity, the lust she felt searing through her body, had been undeniable. She had loved every lewd second of it. Had she stopped there, she might have had some feeble excuse. She had been drunk and drugged. There was no doubt in her mind that Lee had taken an...