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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 SexLord's Peter's Problem By Pyrite modified by Eric Part 1 "Drastic means call for drastic measures," thought Peter DeVries. It was 'Lord' Peter DeVries actually, an Englishman living in LA. He had to admit the climate Waa better. But then almost any climate was better than England's. Peter smiled wryly, The French to this day swear the reason England cologized and conquered most of the wotrld was that Englishmen couldn't wait to get away from England and Frenchmen hated to leave...
Robby Echo is still in bed when his girlfriend Theodora Day comes home from work and inquires how his St. Patrick’s Day is. Dropping a kiss on Robby’s lips, Theodora tells him to stay right there while she gets a surprise for him. She struts into the bathroom and changes into green lingerie complete with shamrock pasties hidden beneath her bra. Crawling on top of Robby, Theodora challenges him to find the golden shamrocks. He can’t wait to take her up on the challenge....
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Kate sits looking out the window as it poured with rain, hitting the ground hard and heavy, she just wanted to be in it. Kate loved the rain, it was tough, unpredictable and wet, all her favourite things in a woman. You see Kate was married, to a man of many talentd. Strong, handsome, great cook and very capable with his hands, not to mention the size of his cock, but Kate couldn't help herself, she loved pussy aswell. She would sit and think about the things she would do to one if she could,...
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With much anticipation I got the room ready and set up a large mirror next to the bed so we could watch ourselves fucking. I laid out lube and condoms then adjusted the lighting and turned up the heat a bit more. Then I went downstairs and waited in a state of nervous anticipation. The time came and went leaving me to wonder if he would stand me up. He just didn’t seem the type though. Finally there was a knock at the door and I answered it. And there stood my young, handsome friend with...
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Introduction: Getting the Dungeon ready For Business Chapter 19 We landed at Banner Elk just at dusk. Sandra had called ahead and Donna drove the Hummer to pick us up. Hugs and squeals were passed between Donna and Connie, as if they were long lost sisters. Im soo happy to finally get to meet you all. Dano has spoken highly of all of you and the plans he has — I can hardly wait to begin! Connie was very tall and had a half head of height advantage over Donna, who was just an inch or so...
When Simon joined Nick’s Threnody Ferrari-Stone taskforce, he hadn’t considered at the time that it would mean he sometimes got priority access to Nick himself. But while he wouldn’t admit it under pain of torture, he was really quite pleased to find himself riding down into Italy’s interior in the limo with Nick, Pilar, Pilar’s odd cousin Inez, and Tanvi while Dennis was relegated to riding with Lev, Arwen, Max and Romanitza in the other car. “Why isn’t Aria Giovanni coming with us today? I...