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“Come in, Sweetheart”. I pushed the door open and stood in the doorway. I was wearing my Cookie Monster t-shirt and Care Bear panties. I had a sad look on my face. “Come here, Precious. Sit on Daddy’s knee and tell him what’s wrong”, he said lovingly as he pushed his chair away from the desk to make room for me. Once curled up in his arms, he asked me again, “What’s wrong?” I tried to swallow my tears as I answered. “My tummy hurts”. “Do you need to eat something? Is that...
By: Bo Broadnax Chapter 1 Rachel Loses Her Virginity Ever since Rachel met Larson, she was drawn by his male magnetism. Was it the way his brown eyes held hers or was it his hot, kinky kiss? Surely no one saw them kiss!!! It had been dark in the park that night. It had been a warm beautiful night, so Rachel had decided to walk home after the dance. Bo, the guy she had a massive crush on, hadn't come. She was thinking of Bo when suddenly an arm snaked out from behind a tree and...
"Oh God Jenny it hurts so bad." My eleven year old sister had walked in on me while I had my dick in my hand, of course I had intentionally left my door unlocked so she would. "What's the matter?" "The pressure sis, there's just too much inside." "I didn't know guys made milk." Earlier Jenny and I had watched while our much older sister, Debbie, had breastfed her new baby. I of course got hard just watching her, seeing my sister's breasts for the first time. After putting the...
I was taken aback by Lisa’s beauty. At first, I found her intimidating. Her dark skin, her wide mouth, her brown eyes all made it difficult for me not to stare at her.She sat down and I followed. She smiled at Michael and then looked directly at me. “Is there anything I can help with?” Her voice was calm and soothing.Michael spoke again. “Paul, I’ve tried to be as open as I can about what happened the night we went out with Maggie. Lisa spent more time with Maggie than I did that night and so...
Wife LoversWhen I saw David O’Brien for the first time, I fell in inlove with him. We first met each other at a club in ****. We danced the whole time with our eyes locked from a distance. Then he came and pulled me away from the person I was dancing with. Me and David danced all night. I gave him my phone number and he gave me his. I couldn’t stop looking at him; he was the most handsome guy I had ever seen. He was damn sexy, too. “You better call me!” I demanded with a smile. He smiled back at me with...
BisexualI love Elizabeth and never meant to hurt her, but hurt her I did. We had been close when she was growing up even before she lost her mother to a car accident. It was agonizing to have the one person who provided for Elizabeth ripped away in an instant of stupidity. A ‘hit and run’ they called it… I often found my dreams clouded by what I’d do if I found who had left Lizzy’s mother to die alone on the roadside. Elizabeth was only 16 when it happened and it destroyed her. She had been predicted...
I love Elizabeth and never meant to hurt her; but hurt her I did. We had been close when she was growing up even before she lost her mother to a car accident. It was agonizing to have the one person who provided for Elizabeth ripped away in an instant of stupidity. A ‘hit and run’ they called it… I often found my dreams clouded by what I’d do if I found who had left Lizzy’s mother to die alone on the roadside. Elizabeth was only 16 when it happened and it destroyed her. She had been predicted...
ReluctanceSo here the story starts in fact, becomes fiction, and then returns to fact..I wish that the fiction was fact and the fact was fiction. You can't win them all. I'll let you guess where fact and fiction swap over.I hadn't been at university long, but the course I was on only had around 35 people. Getting to know people hadn't been a problem.My friends and family had all expected that when I went off to university that I would come back within the first few weeks telling them of a possible or...
First TimeShe'd always made me feel, weirdly jealous. No, jealous wasn't the word... a third wheel was more like it. We were at highschool, in grade 8, getting ready for P.E in the dressing rooms. I stared into the mirror at my long golden hair, running my fingers through the knotless ends, staring at my own hazel eyes. I'm... not gorgeous, I thought to myself, looking over my shoulder at the group of girls by the dressing lockers, in their bras and panties. Hailey, the emost popular girl, a beautiful...
I ended up editing this story because, I wanted to change the title from 'Take Your Clothes Off And Finger Yourself 'to what it is now- 'The Truth Hurts'. What do you want mister?She was younger than he thought she'd be. It crossed his mind that the girl might be underage. He quickly dismissed the thought, having been told the females in this place were all legal. Feeling his dick stir, he traced her curves through the oversized secondhand dress she wore. Flashing a peak at her painted face, he...
VoyeurAbigail Melons, uncommonly pretty and figure to die for, was feeling routinely fabulous as she arrived for work. She was thoroughly looking forward to the day ahead of her. She always did. What young lady wouldn’t enjoy her job when her place of employment was populated almost exclusively by men who were head over heels for her? It was a most acceptable state of affairs. She entered the spacious mirrored lift and, having it to herself, undertook a cool and studied 360 examination of her...
At Punishment the next day in front of all the other girls, Jacqui remembered that there are punishments that not even the most devout masochist can enjoy, or convert to sexual pleasure. Martha briefly outlined Jacqui's "crimes", which amounted to risking Martha's income by letting a client nearly kill her, and upsetting said client because his experiment failed. "The punishment will be three strokes of the thin cane for each offence," Martha intoned and Jacqui was truly amazed. The...
So here the story starts in fact, becomes fiction, and then returns to fact..I wish that the fiction was fact and the fact was fiction. You can’t win them all. I’ll let you guess where fact and fiction swap over. I hadn’t been at university long, but the course I was on only had around 35 people. Getting to know people hadn’t been a problem. My friends and family had all expected that when I went off to university that I would come back within the first few weeks telling them of a possible or...
I ended up editing this story because, I wanted to change the title from ‘Take Your Clothes Off And Finger Yourself ‘to what it is now- ‘The Truth Hurts’. What do you want mister? She was younger than he thought she’d be. It crossed his mind that the girl might be underage. He quickly dismissed the thought, having been told the females in this place were all legal. Feeling his dick stir, he traced her curves through the oversized secondhand dress she wore. Flashing a peak at her painted face,...
It was late and the last guest at the wedding party had just left. Many of the guests had retired to their hotel rooms for a night of hot sex, having been stimulated by plenty of wine, conversation, and dancing. Wives had excited watching husbands and indeed, other men, with their long luscious legs, most finished with towering high heels, as they danced while their stockinged legs peeked out from between their slitted gowns.Sloppy kisses were exchanged; lipstick was smudged; hard-ons were...
CuckoldIt was late and the last guest at the wedding party had just left. Many of the guests had retired to their hotel rooms for a night of hot sex, having been stimulated by plenty of wine, conversation, and dancing. Wives had excited watching husbands and indeed, other men, with their long luscious legs, most finished with towering high heels, as they danced while their stockinged legs peeked out from between their slitted gowns.Sloppy kisses were exchanged; lipstick was smudged; hard-ons were...
CuckoldI realize the majority of stories are pure fantasy, involving mothers, fathers and various family members, myself included, so as a slight deviation from the norm I tell you of an encounter, in Copenhagen, and hopefully you will have a good wank, as a man reading from a woman's perspective of a fuck from hell.Vesterbro has lost its lustre since its heyday from the 70's, but I had to stroll down its side streets and alleys, and hope for something.Leaving the station and walking towards a couple...
Annette was raised in a strict Catholic home. She was eighteen years old. Her father and mother took delight in her religious instructions, Father John had taken her bra off and sucked her . She knew that it was wrong and told her mother. Her mother called her a liar and told her husband. Her father came to Annetts room to punish his lying daughter. Annette was horrified that they did not believe her. Her father was in his boxer shorts and angry. He grabbed a wire coat hanger, tore the clothes...
FetishAmber and Sinndy Make it HurtThe air was crisp and chilly enough to perk the largest fattest nipples. Amber and Sinndy smiled devilishly to each other as Amber pulled away in the 1993 Suburban. The back seats had been ripped from their lodges in the floor to make room for Eric, the luscious blonde grungy beauty they'd seen at the TSOL punk show. He had been smiling at them as they sparked the joint out on the lawn right before TSOL came onstage. He approached them, and left smiling, high, and...
Daddy has always been a bit of a sadist,From his playful smacks on my bottom to his hands wrapped around my throat...I have seen thelook in his eyes as he hurts me, twisting and bruising my little girl tits (as he calls them♡) anddigging his nails into my soft skin. He couldn't deny it when I asked if he liked to hurt me. Hewas more surprised when I admitted one morning that I liked it too. Maybe more than like…I didn't know it would turn into this____________Daddy came home early one day from...
- JEFF'S FIRST GAY EXPERIMENTS - Hello. Let's say my name is Jeff, (not my real name). I am a nearly 16-year-old guy. And this is my story about how I was taken by a rugged and tough-looking biker man. I still don't know for sure how this all exactly happened. But by the time we were done, I was no longer the shy, scared and introvert little fellow I had been. I had become a queer cum sucker. I had no prior experience with any kind of sex at all. Hell,... I had only just discovered the joys of...
Matt just laid back on the couch, still naked and still horny. John started to slowly stroke his dick in front of Matt, just trying to turn Matt on some more so they could keep fooling around. John slid over closer to Matt and leaned into him and engaged in a long meaning less kiss. Matt pulled away and headed south for John's hot dick. John had a large dick for a 16 year old, it was 9 inches and very thick. Matt took most of it down his throat and started to get into rythum with...
Hurt. By Tanya H. I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel, I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real. (Trent Reznor) I ran. Swearing and vile words followed, but couldn't catch or slow me. Cloaking myself in night I escaped the fat slob; his stench, sneers and urgency for my mouth and body. The phone I'd snatched from the cab I threw, no use to me, though clearly expensive. When it splashed I laughed. The bastard probably used it most for porn, for leering at...
© Copyright 2006. All Rights Reserved. You may not copy or share this work without my written permission. Please respect creative ownership. —– ‘This will hurt,’ Aan warned with a worried glance. She pulled and then shoved Dee’s arm before either of them could change their minds, and the shoulder slipped back into its socket with a wet snap. He clenched his teeth with a force of will, squeezing his eyes shut in a bid to outlast the fading agony. Afraid of being cuffed, Aan stepped away and...
I think Elton John said it best: ‘Sorry seems to be the hardest word.’ A couple of months ago I posted a story on here called Dear Journal. I never should have done so. What I posted was an actual transcript from my MSN messenger between myself and someone I dearly love. I posted that story because I was angry at him and it was the only transcript I had not erased. I honestly gave no thought to him when I posted it. I wish now that I had done so. So, what do I do to repair what I did? I’m not...
That photograph I took of you in Paris when we were kids, was in my wallet for the best part of ten years, before it slipped out and got lost. I saw your face everyday. I could pick out your laugh from a thousand people, I’d know your touch, know your smile. There’s never been a period in my life that you haven’t been on my mind. Not once. You are my safe place, my trust, my heart. You’ve unknowingly helped carry me through some of the hardest times in my life, simply be being. ‘You are...
I moan very softly as he enters me slowly. He is being so gentle with me. I usually hate it when guys fuck me soft and slow, but this old man is making me feel so good right now. It turns me on even more that he is almost twenty years my senior. We met online. I was home alone on those days; so I accepted his invite to dinner. We talked for a long while and then he brought me back to his house and began to undress me."How does that feel..." He whispers in my ear, pushing an inch more of his...
"Wendy..." "Ummm?" "Wendy," Josh whispered. "Hey. Wake up. I want to show you something." "What?" I blinked at him. "Get out of my room!" "Shhhh..." "You jerk!" I realized my blanket had been pulled down. He knew I liked to sleep naked. "Quiet," he said, grinning down at me. "You're gonna wake up Mom and Dad." "Good!" I yanked the blanket up to my chin. "Get out of here, you perv!" "I want to show you something." He held up his camera, a Sony Cybershot I'd...
+ Here comes more of rifj's skillful editing + The still figure on the bed lay quiet; his eyes were closed. The cut on his upper lip had been cleaned and sewn. He drew ragged breaths of air through his open mouth. Suddenly he jerked and twitched. He opened his eyes and looked wildly around him. He struggled to sit up in bed. "Don't move, Jack, take it easy," Zelda comforted him. "It's okay now. You're in the hospital. Everything's okay now." His eyes focused on Zelda's worried...
Paul and Steph only contacted each other by text since the first date Steph had with Linc. They figured Linc would investigate Steph’s background—which he did. The investigator found nothing to concern Linc except some minor things he attributed to teen rebellion. Ten days before the wedding, Steph again texted Paul. [Steph] Hey. I miss you and your man-sized goodies. [Paul] Miss you too. How’s it going? [Steph] Chained and blindfolded me last night. Hurt a little. I can take it. [Paul] I...
Just what was I thinking when I thought anyone would want to read what I wrote. Every review I have gotten here was about how bad my writing is. Well maybe if one or two members who decided to publish their comments as anonymous would have the stones to actually tell me with their real screen names I might respect them a little more. Emily finished typing that rant and quickly pressed the send icon on her screen. After reading an anonymous comment that ripped her latest piece to shreds, Emily...
Argh. Everything hurt. My luck went from bad to worse over the weekend. Too bad, just when things were going so well. First, I somehow twisted my ankle and knee while working out. I spent about half a day icing it and taking ibuprofen while cursing my luck. Hobbled, I decided to float in the pool. Tried the new spray-on sunscreen. Felt a little chilly going on and I didn’t want to use too much. Turned out I used way too little. About 2 hours in, I realized I was turning a bit red. Well, it...
Tim had been driving for a long time that day. He had gotten a very earlystart (for him) and it was now almost dark. He was having trouble keeping hiseyes open. He thought he would need to start looking for a hotel. He was alittle worried that it might take a while since he was going through an areawith few larger towns, but he had hardly started looking when he saw a littleold fashioned looking motel to his right. It was small but didn't look in toobad repair. The sign bragged that they had...
For a car I've already given the best fuel, I now needed to find her the best mechanic. But how to find him? Of course — the Internet! I looked up the local Porsche Car Club and got the telephone number of its president. If anybody would know... "Hello. I'm a new owner of a 2002 911..." "You've got the 'Sally car', don't you?" came the excited reply. "Yes," I replied cautiously. "Oh my God! We've been waiting for you to call. Everyone in the club has seen you around...
Renée led me along the lines of stores. We would stop here and there. Not only were the female patrons responding to my presence, but the employees of the mall were too. Renée was correct about them finding me attractive, but I still wasn't sure why. I wasn't constantly ready or aroused. It was too dangerous to continuously remain hard because someone would have taken offense. Someone would have demanded an arrest of me for indecent exposure. Even the brief thought of being arrested for...
"So what are the next steps?" I asked Aedan. "Well, Anora didn't tell us about the Alienage, so either she didn't know about the slavers beforehand or she figured out that they weren't successful." "Maker, I wish we knew whether she really was involved in all this. At the end of the day, she's still his wife. I don't envy him the choices he will have to make." I'd never wanted to be involved in politics less. "So now we just wait for the Landsmeet." "Which is when?" "A...
Quick note: I published this story elsewhere but decided to continue it here. I have a few chapters planned, but I may run out of ideas quickly, so feel free to add to it or to suggest something. Also, this is a work of fiction, and doesn't reflect my beliefs irl. Respect people's sexual orientation and all that. Now, let's get to it. Today was Monday. I hated my job, but at least today there was a new hire in the breakroom. I was doing my best not to look, but she was just gorgeous. She...
I stood in Sarah's shower and attempted to move or speak, but my entire body had locked up. All I could do was stand and panic as I attempted to cover my junk, which despite the situation had already started to grow again at the sight of Sarah in her bikini top and a pair of jean shorts she had thrown on after losing the bottom of her suit. "I....I.....I...." I repeated the syllable about a dozen times in an attempt to explain my situation but my mouth refused to produce a legible...
Dorothy felt the sun cascading over her face, as she began to wake up. Slowly pulling her eyelids up, Dorothy saw Leandra sitting in front of her staring at her."We have to talk Dorothy".Dorothy rubbed her eyes and sat up. "How long have I been asleep"."I would say we been asleep for about seven hours. Its morning and we fell asleep close to night. I first want to say thank you. Thanks for staying behind, I really do owe you."Dorothy smiled,"I'm glad to do it, for a new friend".Leandra packed...
In the soup You ever do something without thinking it through, and find yourself in deep trouble? Well I sure did. It started with me finding a book on astral projection. I really didn't believe it, but I thought I'd give it a try anyway. It worked. I found myself floating above my body, and I "flew" out the window into the city. I wasn't looking for anything in particular, but when I saw a wedding celebration going on not far away, I couldn't resist a closer look. I...
Chrissy's Journey to Becoming a Woman By Scott Wilson I am lying down in the pre-surgical unit of the sexual reassignment clinic here in Southern California. Alongside my bed was my father David, my mother Karen, my sister Jennifer and my boyfriend Roger. They were all there to support me as I finish my journey to womanhood. My Dr. comes in, "How are you doing this morning Chrissy?" I said good but, nervous. She took a hold of my hand and said, "Everything will be okay, we talked...
The Taking of the Prize Julie had just turned sixteen at the beginning of the summer and was goingto be a sophomore in high school the next year. She was very active in swimmingand water polo, popular sports in her Southern California home. She was 5 foot8, light brown hair down to her waist and had a very long lean body. She wasa very nice girl and generally liked by most of her peers, but was very shyespecially with people that she didn't know well. Her parents had raised herto be a hard...
Hello guys and girls of indian sex stories doot net , this is kamran.I am back with another story.if you have not read my previous stories then first read them then you will know about me. About me mera nam kamran he aur me 1 gay bottom hoon.meri body girlish type he mean mere bade aur naram boobs he aur meri gaand bhi badi aur bohat naram he. Mera lund chota he. Mujhe chudwane me bohat maza aata he. Me pure bottom hoon aur kafi log meri gaand ke deewane he. Story parhne ke baad feedback zaroor...
Hi to all the readers of ISS. This is from Chandigarh again. I thank you all for the overwhelming response to my previous stories. I am overwhelmed by your suggestions and love, hope all of u enjoy reading my stories. I m, 40 years, extremely handsome married. I must apologies that this story is a not a real story but meets with reality of a similar story. I am repeating this story which has been borrowed from some site which I had downloaded in my computer from some site which is not...
Kelly and I watched the news Monday night for about an hour, but it was getting repetitious, and we turned it off. By then Kelly was beginning to get some emails and tweets from people she was friends with, mostly asking what was going on. Most seemed confused, but several were rather vile. A few people wanted me to immediately fly to California and butcher my brother on the fifty-yard line, followed by ritually committing suicide. We went to bed, where Kelly tried to take my mind off...
I was always a shy kid. So having girlfriends was out of question. I was so shy that when I heard my classmates joke about hand practice I would fucking blush. Without knowing what it meant. One day a friend said just grab hold of your dick and rub it from top to bottom. It will harden. After some time you will feel funny. And something will come out. Fuck that was never so. I nearly hurt my dick by rubbing it for an hour. And God only knows if anything came out. Such was the level of my sexual...
IncestGetting Mom naked!!!Due to this being a true story, I’ve changed our names so as not to embarrass my poor mom . . . . . . . again!.One day when I was 14, I was came back from school and turned into the driveway where mom’s car was normally parked and noticed that it was missing as mom would always beat me and dad back from school and work.Presuming that she was either shopping or round her friends, I let myself in and made a cup of tea to refresh myself while I got ready to take a bath....
I’ve punted this story into the non-erotic category because it has no direct sex – some is inferred though. Overall the story is dark and sad. I hope this does not put you off reading it though. I believe it contains all the elements of a good short story including a sharp twist at the end. It is entirely a product of my imagination. Any resemblance the characters have to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Amy ‘Lianne? Shelley Johnston here.’ ‘Hi, Shelley. How are you?’ ‘Fine...
Hello everyone out there. I have a new story that I've been working on. It's pretty much done so I hope you all enjoy it. Post it anywhere you'd like except pay sites. I've gotten so much from the net so I'm trying to give something back without people having to pay for it. Thanks... Your standard disclaimer should go here......x But of course you should know what it is by now. If you are too young, too old, too offended, not offended enough, too disturbed by TG or a conservative...
Do you know how long a week is? It's supposed to be seven days, but this one felt like a month -- no -- a year. Seven days could not pass soon enough. Jenny was in my mind 24 hours a day. I fantasized about her at work. I imagined her as I eyed cute girls at the shopping mall or the sweet college-age cashiers at the supermarket. At night time, oh how I hated night time! At night I would try (and fail) to purge her image from my mind. I forced myself not to masturbate. I needed to save every...
I looked at Kali then at Cheryl. I told Kali to move over to Mike and beg him to fuck you, then I looked as Cheryl, “So tell me slut are you your Masters bitch or just a cunt trying to please her man”? She stood there for a second then responded, “I love cock I love to be used not sure if Mike lets others use me because he likes it or because I like it. I envy your girl having someone that knows what he wants and takes it”. “Well Kali is not just another slut she is my daughter. Her...
So she wants to learn and I relish the thought of a buddy to go sailing with. I can single-hand my way in and out of the marina, but sometimes, especially if there's a good wind like today, I have to sprint between the engine controls in the cockpit and the mooring lines along the starboard side. So I showed her. "Lita, this line holds us to the dock. If we let go too early, the wind will shove us to the other side, against that other boat. I am going to set it up for you." I uncleated...
As was his habit at lunchtime, Hal left the building and walked through the office park for exercise. It was a partly cloudy day, and for the moment it seemed overcast. On his way to a small path through the woods, he saw her. Sandy was an attractive redhead with a sensual voice who almost always wore a tailored blouse, a roomy ankle-length skirt, and one-inch pumps. Her wardrobe varied in color, patterns, and material, depending upon the season, but always the same ensemble. Hal watched as...
The Cureby SpectreOfHellNina sat down on the sofa in her parent's living room and crossed her legs. Across from her sat her father in his favorite tattered easy-chair. His eyes were riveted to her nylon-clad legs. Smiling, Nina hiked the hem of her short dress up an inch. Her father's eyes met hers for an instant, and he smiled broadly before returning his gaze to her legs. She felt a shivery thrill run through her. She hiked the dress up another inch, exposing alabaster skin above the...
While Roger and Lucy Parker were fucking their nephews, one of their kids, who would love to fuck mom and dad, was on a date. While Sally Parker was with Jill Davis, Matt Parker, her brother and lover, was with Sarah Colvig. Now, Monday is not a good night for dates, we all know that. But Matt and Sarah had met last Saturday, had really liked each other, but could do nothing about it, thanks to the jealous Sally. When they talked again, Sunday, they decided to meet again, alone, as soon as...
“Megan…” Holly said, weaving her hand at me. “Yeah,” I widened my eyes, waking up from my slumber of annoying thoughts. “I’m with you.” “Yeah?” She pursed her lips. “What was the last thing I said then?” I had no idea, but I could guess, so I gave it a shot. “About how you are…worried that…you won’t get accepted.” “Oh…” her eyebrows furrowed. “Right.” “See, DumAss.” I shrugged, giving her a blaming look. “Sorry.” She said. Both of us were lying on my bed on our sides. I laid there with...
The emerald glowed in the sales clerk's hand. Dave reached for the chain, letting the gem dangle and shimmer in the light. It still glowed as if backlit, and Dave knew it would look fantastic against Jennifer's skin. The single stone would fall just above the valley of her breasts and catch the light every time she laughed. Will leaned in for a closer look. "Wow! That one's more beautiful than any we've seen so far." Dave turned the price tag to Will's view. "Wow again! How can that...
My relationship with Paul improved slightly over the coming weeks but was never more than cordial. I refused to call him Mr. Manning as that would give him a degree of superiority and after the first week he stopped referring to me as Miss Lewis. He also stopped sending students to me for the strap but several times I reprimanded a student for lack of effort or some other minor misdeed without being told. I'm not sure if he appreciated it, but I wasn't castigated for it. However, an...