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FantasyDear Reader, Authors run on praise and feedback. You may not realize it but one "Like", or better yet comment, can be the difference between getting stuck and continuing a story. Please don't be shy about voting on quest options/making suggestions and be sure to take a moment to hit that "Like" button at the end of every chapter. Additionally, if you want to add your own spin on the story, I encourage you to write it up and submit it: most likely I will approve it. However, if you are not...
FantasySometimes my org’asms come in Multi called Packs. They appear all in line, in queue, one after the other as if there was no tomorrow.Once my clitoris pleasingly aroused, my pu’ssy lips along with the cl’it begins to quiver and starts to boost up energy.When I start looking at my partner straight in his eyes either while he or I am stimulating my upper va’gina by way of variant movement pace, my body starts fuelling untill it can’t hold then boom......erupts orgasm #1. I surely take pleasure in...
I smiled. Could it be? Or was it just a coincidence. When I got to a stop light, I texted "almost there, you can tell me more then..." A short time later I arrived at Mounika's, grabbed my overnight bag from the passenger seat, and approached the front door. Mounika met me at the door with a kiss. "Yeah, all this week she has been nauseous in the morning. It seems to get better during the day, but then it is back the next morning. Do you think it is some sort of virus or...
Females are far superior to men when it comes to sex. My wife Andrea is a perfect example of what I'm taking about. I was watching her with Michael last Saturday night and I counted her having eight orgasms with him before he had one. The first time she came was while he was eating her pussy, I noticed her chest heaving and her nipples were rock hard. Then her stomach muscles tighten and she held her breath and moaned out a low long growl.He crawled up between her legs and rubbed the head of...
The must of old linen and wood pulp soothed his heightened senses. It stilled the tingle of anticipation in the pit of his stomach. Frobisher would be waiting for him, the lecherous crook. Thick with a stale odour of pipe tobacco, it fired memories of their battles of wits, a long time ago.The gothic styled vaulted ceilings still carried the soot of centuries. Once a chapel, this vast space had a gravitas and presence that would be all the more impressive if he could see the rest of it. ...
SupernaturalJust like any other morning, you wake up at 7 am. A little tired, a little sore, nothing out of the ordinary. Your name is John, and you're 25 years old. You're 6'2", strong, with well kept short brown hair, and a handsome jawline. Surrounding it, is a short, but good looking beard. You're sore from lifting weights last night, but you are glad. If you're sore it means you're getting stronger. Not that you needed to, you were pretty beastly. What was out of the ordinary was the thing next to...
Fetish“Ahn! Ahh! Aii!” The moans echoed through the dark room. A raven-haired woman, wearing nothing but high-heeled ankle shoes, moved furiously up and down, impaling herself on the delicious piece of meat. With each movement, a lustful moan left her throat and her huge breasts jumped. Two of her companions lay on the floor, passed out. The blond haired beauty, the cleric of the group, wearing nothing but stockings, lay unconscious on her back – her large breasts moving slowly up and down. Her eyes...
Sorry for once again breaking up a story. Have work early and I need sleep. Lot of late nights recently. Big J need sleeppppppppppppppp.As you are all aware, I'm a busy fuckin guy. Between school, work, Call of Duty and just bein a general all around badass, I don't have a lot of time for these so called important things like homework and responsibility. Priorities brah. Call of Duty--Girls---Work----School. Now, as most of you can understand, you can't just do one thing at a time or you fall...
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Marie Osmond thought she had the world by the ears -- everything had seemed to be going her way, and she was enjoying herself in all of the twisted perverted ways that she'd become so accustomed to. One of the main things in Marie's life were her sexual games and perverted sexual pasttimes that she spent much of her time and effort and resources on enjoying. Marie had more girlfriends, male studs, and even animal lovers than anyone could ever have imagined. That was so true of everything...
The shuttle from the orbital station to the meeting place extended sleek, filament wings, snap hardened them with a sweep of smart materials, and then began to drift down into the upper atmosphere of Charon. Heat began to gather on the wings – flames licking around them, sweeping along the edges, crawling like vines. Lou watched them grow and wondered what exactly had gone wrong with his life. Well. Obviously, the first mistake had been being born... He glanced over at the only other...
The skies of Procyon II were beautiful and blue. He sat back, resting his palms behind him, looking out at the sky – the sun overhead is so searingly bright that it makes the clouds look as if they are each glowing waves of white flame. At the back of his mind, he knows that Procyon itself, the star, is slowly transforming into a super giant. Over the next few million years, it would sweep outwards, eventually rendering the surface of Procyon II uninhabitable. The Procyon that stands before...
My wife and I had a housemate that lived with us for more than three years. This narrative is the true story about how our housemate and I enabled the way for my wife to blossom onto becomes this incredibly horny, multi-orgasmic nymphomaniac. This was not something we planned or tried to do. It just sorta went along on its own momentum after we got her to try a threesome. From then on the housemate would join us in bed whenever we all got the urge. Which was four or five times a week! This...
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Malena sat thinking about her sister, Makaela. Malena had just watched her sister being thoroughly spanked. Her sister bent over a chair, while her mother had stood behind her with a wicked switch. The house was filled with the ‘swishhh’ of the switch, and Makaela’s shrill screams of promising to be a good girl and begging for it to stop. Her mother did not stop spanking Makaela until every inch of her bottom and upper thighs were crimson. Malena looked almost exactly like her sister....
No auge da paixão na cama, ela curva as costas e solta um gemido gritando que ecoa pelo quarto inteiro. As mãos dela estão apertando suas costas, mas o que você consegue sentir somente são as apertadas e súbitas contrações musculares dela, enquanto ela se perde em meio ao prazer.Logo após, ela sussurra no seu ouvido “Wow, isso foi incrível…”.Mesmo que isso pareça mais um sonho do que a realidade neste momento, existem alguns “botões mágicos” que você pode apertar para fazer sua parceira atingir...
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The shoot on Friday went perfectly. Three tabloids had various photos of Heaven and Adam. They always seem to use the worst photos they can dig up. "Adam cast out of paradise," one headline screamed. "Broken-hearted Heaven betrayed!" said another. "Football star had relations in the locker room." "How Heaven is coping with betrayal." "Rampaging model banishes gay 'boyfriend.'" LARA: Oh, my goodness, Heaven! Look at these tabloids! You poor thing. HEAVEN: Oh, don't let those...
John was exhausted when he sat in his big Lazy Boy to sleep. In what seemed like no time his alarm was ringing and when he reached for it, pain flooded his mind. He was not used to moving that much the day before. His muscles and joints were screaming at him. John turned his head and reached for his glasses, it was all he could do to bend and stretch to lift them off the table next to him. He had tears in his eyes. He heard in his mind; John heal yourself. John said the Lord’s Prayer. He...
Hekapoo pondered as she sat at her desk, her face illuminated by the flame above her hair ornament along with the nearby torches attached to the walls. Her left arm sat against the table as she rested her head on the palm of her right hand as she thought to herself. Laid out in front of her were the schematics for a new pair of dimensional scissorsthat she was looking to create. She stared at the schematics for minutes on end, unsure of what to do. The scissors, the portal, where it lead. Out...
Heaven and Hell II: The Ways of Power By Maggie Finson CHAPTER 1 The damned Hellhound was laughing at me again. Slowly picking myself up off my rump after yet another failed attempt to gain some control over the wild magic I had gained access to a short time ago, I took time to rub the offended part of my anatomy and soothe my smarting tail. Then I glared at the Hound with my hands planted firmly on my wide, softly curving hips. "Am I entertaining you, Helga?" "Oh,...
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I had fun with the moms of pregnant girls. Anna 'Darling' and Nona 'Love' attended as Doug's and Doreen's moms. Theresa talked her mother and Larry's mother into joining them for the show. Doris Trane and Regina Evars were there with Sugar. ME: Sugar? Are you making an announcement today? SUGAR: No, Chef Brian. But it isn't for lack of trying. I thought by rubbing elbows ... or bellies ... with Doreen and Theresa, it might rub off on me. My mother is putting the pressure...
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I wasn't scared, even though I should have been. The elevator was very classy looking, something I'd expect to see in Hugh Hefner's mansion. I just waited, patiently for the door to open, to see my first glimpse at what hell really was. I started to imagine what the first thing I might see - Fire? Satan? Maybe even a sinfully sexy woman in some sort of hellish outfit (which is what I chose to let my mind linger on). Then a shot of adrenaline - the elevator's bell rang. The doors slowly...
Janet was laying on her back, knees pulled up and spread wide, feet flat on the bed, while Jason slid his dick in and out of her pussy. They had just started actually screwing, and already her mind was wandering. In all of her more than 19 years, she had never had an orgasm. In fact she wasn't sure that all the talk of orgasms wasn't just hype. Or perhaps, it was just her who was different than everyone else. But she wasn't thinking of that at the moment. She was thinking of other lovers. Other...
Indem ich immer dominanter wurde in unserer Beziehung, habe ich herausgefunden, dass ich sein sexuelles Vergnügen komplett von meinem eigenen trennen wollte. Ich wollte die Vertrautheit seiner Lippen und seiner Zunge auf meinem ganzen Körper. Ich wollte, dass er mich mit Orgasmen verwöhnt so oft, wie ich es verlangte, während ich ihm sein Verlangen verwehrte. Ich wollte, dass er sich vollständig darauf konzentriert, mich zu verwöhnen. Ich liebe es, meinen Ehemann in einem geilen, gefügigen...
I missed my ride and had to call home to get someone to come and pick me up. Courtney arrived in the Suburban and I got in the passenger seat. She was out of her seatbelt and into my lap, leaving the car running, but fortunately in park. "Can you take me someplace and fuck me? Spank my butt and ream my asshole. Anything you want, Brian. Please fuck me!" she pled while peppering my face with kisses. The short little skirt she was wearing rode up over her butt while she was squirming and I...
Hi friends, this is prakash here from Mumbai. I am 22 years old. I am going to narrate about my first sex that I experienced when I was 19 years old with my neighborhood aunty. Her name is Kavya. Kavya aunty and her family are our neighbors from my c***dhood. Her family consists of herself, her husband and her daughter .Her daughter is now married and does not live with them now. Her husband is a businessman and always busy in work.First let me tell something about Kavya aunty. She is a woman...
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I want to give through our conversations what we shared i hope you all like this very much It is really hot and sweet JENNY oh my king u r my daddy so in this fuck u fuck me like i am uer next to mommy. Oh daddy i am so horny right now so i thought i would come into u and mommy's bedroom for ur cock. Slowly i start sucking it as u wake up. OH FUCK BABY GIRL U CAN 'T B IN HERE DOING OH WOW SUCK THAT COCK BABY. YES DADDY I NEED U TO CUM INSIDE OF ME as i put ur cock in my...
Panties from Heaven By Lenal "Every time it rains, it rains panties from Heaven!" Cheryl sang. "It's 'pennies,'" Mark corrected. "Pennies from Heaven." "Pretty sure it's 'panties.'" Cheryl opened her umbrella, eyes twinkling. A pair of lavender boyshorts landed on Mark's head. He removed them and smoothed his long hair. "Huh?" "Don't you know each cloud contains panties from Heaven?" Marc brushed briefs off his slender shoulder and nearly slipped on a g- string. A lacy...
I wake up but keep my eyes closed; the bed is too soft and comfy to get out of. I have had such a good night's sleep, I don't want it to end. I eventually open my eyes and see the sun shining brightly through the gap at the top of my curtains, it seems like a nice warm Saturday morning. My boyfriend, Charlie, must have already got up and left me to sleep in. I get out of bed, quickly make it and walk into my en-suite bathroom to take a quick shower. I finish, and wrap a big, soft, fluffy, pink...
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I was desperate for a piss, one, or several beers too many does that to you, well it does to me anyway. I wandered through the crowds, squeezing though narrow gaps between people talking and dancing. Trying to edge closer to the toilets, which was easier said than done in this bar.I was in a good place mentally, smiling to myself and having fun, it had been a hard but successful day at work. Of course, I was quite aroused, had been all evening really. Dark lighting, beer, music and hot women in...
Hello All – once again thanks for being the reader/author of many stories/fantasies in this site and I also thank ISS as many times it helped me to get rid of my loneliness by reading all the nice stories. Coming to the story, this is the continuation of my previous (first ever) story named “JACKPOT during a gathering” under couple category. Well, I am Kishore and I look younger than my age of 30 and I am working in an IT firm. I look good with my physique and always been the center of...
‘I remember the way you used to walk, the swing in your hips, your long straight jet-black hair shielding your face as you walked from that old red brick classroom building over toward that old stone dorm that looked like a fortress. You know, the one you lived in your freshman year. You were in your black phase, remember? The old black cable knit sweater that hung down to your thighs, the dark olive corduroy skirt, the black tights. That sweater’s still in the closet, you know? Did you know I...
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The trip down the mountain is spectacular, but dangerous. The melting snow causes the small creeks and streams to become frantic torrents. We have to be careful that the horses don't slip in the mud and lose their footing. A trip that should have taken four hours ends up taking ten! During the descent, we talk about how and when we are going to meet again; it seems like the best subject. If the plans that Jayden's parents made prior to the storm are still in place, Jayden will be leaving...
Nicki, Cassie, Josh, and Mary were already back in Mishawaka. School started for Cassie and Josh on Thursday. Nicki's family was leaving for Rhode Island on Monday. The other eleven of us in Casa del Fuego cuddled in the harem tent upstairs and talked softly. I had no idea how Drew had died. I didn't care. I just knew I needed to be there for Joanne. I looked at Donna. "Donna, honey, do you want to go with me? You are Joanne's closest friend from school," I said. She shook her...
Dawn and I had a whispered conversation in which I reluctantly agreed to her idea. My head was reluctant. The rest of my body was pretty excited. She got all ten of the dormitory girls and took us all upstairs. As soon as we got the door shut, I had naked teens all over me. There was a lot of touching and squeezing. In a second, though I heard smacks and 'ow's as the girls quickly dispersed. Dawn was whacking bare butts and sending each of the girls to their beds. I had to laugh. She was...
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Straight SexEcho studied her hair in the rearview mirror of Hawke’s truck. He hadn’t done too badly cutting it, and it hadn’t taken her long to add a few finishing touches with the scissors. The change was simple, yet drastic enough she barely recognized herself. A sense of exhilaration played at the edges of her nerves. In a long sleeved blouse and oversized shades, Trey could pass her on the sidewalk and not have a clue who she was. She closed her eyes behind the shades and leaned against the headrest....
Straight Sex“Echo,” he said. “It’s time to get started.” She had to blink a few times to get focused. Hawke was sitting on the bunk opposite hers in the trailer. He was leaning onto his elbows down on his knees, watching her face even though the cropped T she went to sleep in had ridden up over her left, candy tipped breast. She wasn’t even aware of it until he reached over and gingerly pulled the edge of the T shirt down to cover her nipple. She smiled and closed her eyes again. The sound of her new...
Oral SexThe machine streaked across the desert, screaming through bleak vistas of scorched earth where nothing lives without a little outside help. Joshua trees and desultory vultures. Fossils buried under the salt floor of ancient seas. She was hammering the gas, white knuckling the wheel until the screaming of the engine drowned out the screaming in her mind. She was riding inside a shot bullet, all done and hurtling toward any bull’s-eye she could hit. There was a world of shame in the rearview...
MasturbationShe was an enigma on the Pacific Coast Highway, a she-devil as I would later learn, but springtime in California evoked a lazy naiveté in me. The golden coast was full of the promise of summer love affairs and casual encounters. There are the mind-fucks too, but nobody is thinking about the pitfalls and risks while watching the swish of a short skirt over tanned thighs and the smiles that invite you down that gilded path of sexual adventure. I was hungry for it, thirsty for the taste of sweet...
HardcoreEverything changed after I died. Three times. Tough day, that. The first two times they worked furiously to resuscitate me, restore a heartbeat, respiration, CPR, the basics… it was sausage factory emergency medicine at its finest, with unsung heroes stubbornly refusing to let death win. The third time, however, I was truly dead. Or so they say – all the best medical minds with all their monitors and other gadgets agreed that there was no way back, not from an alpha coma.They were just waiting...
Mind Control“Fuck.”Carie tilted her head to the side and repeated, “Fuck.”She observed her lips in the mirror carefully. “Fu-uck.”She frowned momentarily before shaking her head side-to-side, tossing her lengthy cascade of sable hair into a seductive mess. She popped a brow, angled her chin over her bare shoulder, and cast a sultry, flirtatious gaze towards the mirror. Lips rounded, she loosed an aching, swooning breath: “Fu-uhh-ck!”There. Yeah, that was it. That was the “fuck” that never failed to launch...
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