The House of Sex Volume 2 The Beauty of Perversion
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The House of Sex. Part3: Beyond Perversion by Pippa HighHeels ([email protected]) copyright 2016. [This story is a further extension of my previous ones of the same name. Here, I return to the House in England, a house upset by threats of closure and forcing its depleted staff to pander to the kinkier ends of the market.] 1. After that long, eventful summer at the wonderful house in France [as described in 'The House of Sex 2' by the same author], I eventually returned to...
I opened the door and held my head up as I went to my desk, grabbed my keys and walked downstairs. The men who were making catcalls this morning were now standing around. Some of them were pointing at me, others laughing. One man quickly closed his door so his customer wouldn’t see me (I think). I heard one man call out, ‘You were hot upstairs. If you want, you can hang around here for awhile. It looks like it is going to be a slow night, and we could all party.’ I looked at him, smiled and...
As she was finishing up, her doorbell rang. When she opened the door, it was Connie, her neighbor, with Spartacus. “Alisha, darling, could you do me a big favor…..I have to go to Denver right now……..could you keep Spartacus for me till tomorrow about noon…….he really likes you.” Perverted thoughts crossed her mind as she told Connie, “I’d be more than happy to keep him for you, you know that……..I just love him.” Connie thanked her and handed the leash to Alisha as she ran to her car. ...
I thought I had died and gone to heaven when my soon-to-be bride sucked my cock on our first date. While I normally think men suck cock better than a woman, she gave me pause to think otherwise. She was a decent fuck, but that is not why I married her, it was her fabulous cock sucking skills that won me over. A quick trip to City Hall to obtain a license and ten minutes in front of a Justice of the Peace and the deed was done. Soon we were doing acts of perversion that astounded me. I found out...
HardcoreWelcome! Tonight we have a story of fantasy and perversion. Let's us begin. We enter the town of Elfsprings within the rule of the Unholy Empire. The people within this town were peaceful and happy. But that was only during the daytime. At night it would turn dangerous and perverted. Any innocent people out at this time could get killed or raped. Now we go straight to our hero..um...who was it again? I'm sorry I haven't read this in a while.
Fantasy(THIS STORY CONTAINS SOME WEIRD FETISHES! DONT COMPLAIN!) Also, if you were looking for a futanari story, I decided to make that into it's own story instead. You find a strange book on your desk, filled with images of magic and perversion. Who will you cast the spells on? Your Mother is the only one home . . .
IncestPerversion(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)Chapter One: The Foster Mother At eighteen I was probably more sexually experienced than most having been taught from an early age by the female manager of the orphanage I lived in. Not only more experienced but I liked it so much I actively sort out situations that would lead to sex...
exhibitionism to perversion .....There we discovered exhibitionists one night by chance. and from that day the fantasy and reality, could not do without ..We were as usual in the evening, in the industrial area, sitting in the backseat of the car his dad, a great sw easy, and I was doing one of his insurmountable blow jobs, I noticed that someone was watching us, did not say anything not to it scared the stool to kneel on the seat with one hand and lifted her skirt and slipped two fingers in...
Barb and I met a little over eleven years ago. I was thirty-one years old. Barb was an incoming freshman at a local private university and I owned the college hangout. I still remember the first time I laid eyes on her. A beautiful girl, tall and thin, five-five, with long athletic legs. Barb’s breasts were more than a handful with prominent nipples poking out through her t-shirt. Barb’s brown hair was long and her brown eyes sparkled, almost black. Completely captivated, I fell...
AKA Don't Stand Too Close to Me My wife is perverted, sadly not in a sexual way. I call her perversion the 'Flowers in the Attic' syndrome, but a co-worker explained to me that description wasn't entirely accurate because while my wife was interested in secrets that families, especially secret prominent families kept, she is more interested in families that practice the various 'cides' in life; fratricide, patricide, matricide and any other ones that involves family murdering family she...
Bette and Don continued to receive letters from other couples and single women who had found dogs and other animals to be sexually exciting and satisfying. They were amazed by the number of people who engaged in bestiality in one form or another. There was one letter that interested both of them very much. It was from a middle aged couple who had a small farm about seventy miles from the city. She, Marcia, said she was simply crazy about animals and that Jack, her husband, had also engaged...
I opened the door and held my head up as I went to my desk, grabbed my keys and walked downstairs. The men who were making catcalls this morning were now standing around. Some of them were pointing at me, others laughing. One man quickly closed his door so his customer wouldn't see me (I think). I heard one man call out, "You were hot upstairs. If you want, you can hang around here for a while. It looks like it is going to be a slow night, and we could all party." I looked at him, smiled...
I looked at Bill and asked "You had sex with a man?" Bill could not look at me, he said "She told me she would show you the video of us at the business party. I mean you were working and she and Jane had me in the Den you know, having sex with them. She has this thing of making gay movies and I did things that I hated and would never ever do. I was afraid that if you found out you would divorce me and I could not stand the thought of loosing you." I said "honey I am so sorry, this never...
I wrote this story a few years ago. It was originally called Perverted Kids. I have edited it a few times, and I didnt like that title, so now I call it Perversions in The Woods. Since XNXX allows you to delete and edit your stories now, I want to submit the stories that I have changed. Im sorry to keep posting but I am never happy with my storys and I always want to change them, and I want them all to be available on one link. Perversions In The Woods by Britney I was out on a jog one...
Personalia: their origins and development [The following paper, ( amended from a talk given to the Rehome Historical Society, which later appeared in the "Journal of the Rehome Historical Society", issue no. 73), is a brief historical review by Robert Kempe, junior, of The Personalia from their ancient origin to their present interactions with the human race.] Author: Robert Kempe, eldest son of Governor Bob Kempe and his first wife Diane Enloe. Background of the author: My father has...
Tim’s adventures on the Road to PerversionsChapter 1 (Youthful submissions to girlfriend Kattie’s whims)I actually wrote this story second, half way through the next, as a flashback I was experiencing. I needed the details of this story to explain the next, and felt it would be easier if I fleshed it out as its own story… so here it is, the prequel.When I was a bachelor, I had an apartment I shared with a good friend. We had both landed good jobs and decided to split the costs of living, way...
Howie was up at dawn. He ran and worked out. Then he drew in his garage studio for an hour. At ten he was at the FIJI house helping the other pledges as they cleaned the house. "Chief, what have you got that Dorothy sees in you?" a pledge asks. "A dynamic personality, I guess," he said. One pledge said, "I hear that Dave is pissed." Another pledge asked, "What is the Dunger pissed about now?" Another one said, "Cause he is getting any, not less any that looks like her." They...
The Friday after football was over, Becky totally avoided him. Wanda said, "Three pounds and I feel good." Howie squeezed her butt and said, "You do feel good." Wanda looked good. Now she looked more muscular than overweight. "You look really good. I am very proud of you. I know it wasn't easy," he said. The next Friday, the school gave out athletic letters. The coach called out, "Howie Randolph, a letter and the conference champion patch. In addition, Howie was All Conference...
Howie waited patiently for the plane from Ireland. The television monitor listed their flight as one hour late. Howie sat totally relaxed and focused on the door. Howie thought he was patient before he met Black Eagle, now he knew how to be patient and vigilant. If he had to, he knew that he could sit and wait for as long as it took for his parents to come though the Customs terminal door. He waited, relaxed but focused. Howie's parents were very surprised when they cleared customs at BWI....
"It seems that I end up in the hospital with something major a lot. I get forced to think about things," he said. "There are better ways to do that. Hopefully, you won't keep this up or your mother is going to be old before her time," she said. "Nobody loves you like your mother. I never thought that I worried you. I feel much safer in Oklahoma than Baltimore," he said. "I feel much safer when you are home with me in Pennsylvania," she said. "Mom, I think I am going to law...
The city is lonely and my bedside table is in disarray. Cherry cola fizzes in a champagne flute. A ragged copy of Albert Camus’ The Fall holds a position of importance in place of a Bible. It’s bookmarked at Jean-Baptiste’s recollection of that warm autumn night by the River Seine. I like to reread that passage when I can’t sleep. Next to it, there’s a half-smoked joint in a vintage glass ashtray that I stole from an ex-lover’s apartment. I can’t remember his name, but there’s something...
HardcoreMonday came and the real world returned. Their work awaited them and they faced it not looking back. After the weekend they had just had, they needed something to get their minds back on track again. Colin went to the dealership and Alisha to the ranch. They both smiled in their minds, knowing no one knew of their secret life, the sexually driven, perverted desires they both had when away from their respective professions. They shared these desires with Cody and Justin and now they would...
It took about an hour to get back to Alamosa, Cody woke up as they pulled into the garage. They all got out and went in and went to the showers to completely clean themselves up. When they were all spic n span again, they went to the kitchen and Alisha fixed grilled cheese sandwiches. They all talked about the experience. Cody asked, “should I tell Justin…..or not.” Alisha told her that she would keep it between the three of them for the time being, till they could figure out what...
The next day Colin and Alisha met Mr. Butler at the title company and closed the purchase. That morning, they had gone to the bank and opened a new bank account for “P.A. Swine Ranch”, a name that they thought would be appropriate……it stood for Pleasure Acres Swine Ranch, a name they decided to keep to themselves. They both funded the account with enough money to completely purchase it and fund the operations for six months, till the changes they wanted were made and it could start making...
He watched the couple embrace passionately against the unyielding surface of her front door. It was the end of the second date, and yet the two were sucking each other’s tongues down their throats as if their lives depended upon the decadence of their lover’s mouth. The woman had her arms wrapped tightly around the taller man’s neck, and he had her ass cupped in his hands. He was kneading the plumpness, as he grinded her center roughly against his with mindless relish. A hand came around to...
Hello we are C. 42 years old and S. boyfriend is 24 years old, we met 6 years ago. I say so briefly from the perspective of both, it was a warm summer evening I was out of the house to see me with a coffee gossip girls, instead pervert was out hanging with his car.At the time I was a woman without obligation for 36 years, lives alone and feel like after a single and divorced, and I had my fantasies with young men and potent. I just walked out of the house I headed to a taxi station at about a...
He watched the couple embrace passionately against the unyielding surface of her front door. It was the end of the second date, and yet the two were sucking each other’s tongues down their throats as if their lives depended upon the decadence of their lover’s mouth. The woman had her arms wrapped tightly around the taller man’s neck, and he had her ass cupped in his hands. He was kneading the plumpness, as he grinded her center roughly against his with mindless relish. A hand came around to...
VoyeurBy the time they started to move toward the hallway, Liz was in a frenzied pitch of uncontrollable excitement. The mixture of hashish and martinis had contributed to a generally dazed state of confusion that defined the handsome young man with her as her date, her lover, her son no more! She had let his hands stroke her pussy and she had fondled and pulled on his hardened prick until they were both in a state of dangerous arousal. It had been all she could do to keep him from stripping her...
Howie decided to go the southern route. He liked the drive through the Virginia mountains. And he wanted to show Brooke where the Cherokee lived before they were marched to Oklahoma. Howie put a cover over the truck bed. With a cover over the bed, he didn't worry about a place to sleep. The cover was level with the top of the truck cab. Brooke had never been to the University of Virginia or been through the Roanoke Valley. And she wanted to see Charlottesville, where Dorothy was going to...
Dorothy called Howie. "We were afraid you weren't going to make it back. How is Brooke?" "I imagine Brooke is fine. We broke up," Howie said. "Are you serious?" "Yes." "Howie. I'm sorry. Mike's family rented Professor Trevale's house. You know, the big house just down from the dorm. Come over." Howie said, "I know where Amy lives. I am an art major remember. You are too busy to bother with this now." Dorothy said, "Howie, get your butt over here, now." "Yes maam. Who...
His mother said, "Howie, I am worried about you. You are getting mixed up with too many older women. I am sorry that Wanda moved and you had problems with Becky. You are juggling to many things for a boy your age." "My luck with women for the long term is not good," he said. When Howie started back to school and the new semester, he noticed that Becky wasn't in any of his classes. There usually was only one section of Advanced Placement in a subject area, so Howie was surprised that...
It was called the Pledge Leadout. At the first of the dance, the room was darkened. Each pledge came to the spotlight. The girl and her escort were introduced. "Howie, this is the A group. I wouldn't have been asked to join any group before I worked out with you and lost weight. It helps that mom has a high level job at this college too." Howie responded, "You dieted and you exercised. You did it and you deserve the credit. And we are going to have a good time tonight." "Thank you...
Howie was given two years of science credits for his paramedic license. He entered as a freshman. When he signed up for the fourth course, his status changed from special to full time student. Wednesday, he went to the Phi Gamma Delta house for his pledging ceremony. His father was invited and pinned Howie's pledge star on him. Howie listened to the words of the pledge ceremony. Dad was right. It is very much like the Kiowa. Of course, the Kiowa never spoke of Robert E. Lee or the southern...
Howie was up at daybreak and out running on the road. By seven he was in the Fitness Center. Brooke joined him everyday there. She used the Nordic track. Brooke studied after she exercised. Howie only had one final, and that was in Investments. He had an A average as did Dorothy. They both didn't need to study. Howie was so interested, because of the Kiowa trust, that he went way beyond what was required. Dorothy hung on for the ride. Dorothy was one of the few women in the business major...
Howie got home about four a.m. on New Year's Day. He slept until nine then ate breakfast with his parents and children. After they ate, Howie washed dishes with his mother. She asked, "How was the dance?" "Very fancy, but I wasn't able to dance much. It is a high society club. Did you have a good time on the cruise and at the country club?" he asked. "The cruise was wonderful and very romantic. I recommend it for any old married couple. Actually the country club was very nice. They...
FEMALE PERVERSIONS IS SET-UP AS A SERIES OF EROTIC ESSAYS FOR INTELLECTUALSFIRST FEW INSTANCES WILL TREAT ASPECTS OF FEATURE FILM "FEMALE PERVERSIONS"FIRST FEW ISSUES WILL BE A TRIBUTE TO LEADING SCOTTISH ACTRESS TILDA SWINTON FOR HER BIRTHDAY - TOUGH TILDA CELEBRATES HER SIXTH DECADE - A DOZEN LUSTRA FOR HER BIRTHDAY WE WRITE TONIGHT OUR FIRST FEW EROTIC ESSAYS LEADING LADYFIRST WE WILL LET OUR DARING DEAR READER HAVE A LOOK AT HER IN OUR VIDEOCLIP...
Many readers expect my stories to be strictly descriptions of fun sex, and usually that is what I write. This story, however, is about a relationship between a man and a woman. Sex is part of it, near the end, but it is only a part, not the entire story. If you want pure sex, I advise you to read the tale by Damppanties or some of my other stories. * ‘Tall,’ Aaron finally decided was the right thing to call himself. He wanted to mention his height and, at five feet, ten inches, he was, after...
I don’t know how long I was working his cock, but I was interrupted by Mr. Ballard’s voice. ‘Harry, get your ass back to work. You had your fun, and I ain’t paying you to fuck all damn day. Now get.’ Harry pulled back away and again his cock made the popping sound as it came out. He pulled up his pants and walked out. I was still on my knees and I just knew that Ballard wanted me to suck his dick. I knew what a sick asshole he was and I guess he just had to get in and get his nuts blown....
Yes, I think to myself, ‘I’m ready.’ For what I have no idea, for I am still tied by my hands to the ceiling, my one leg stretched up higher than my head and the other bound around my ankle making any movement difficult. The Commander walks up to me, takes the long strand of pearls I’m still wearing, and caresses each of my nipples with it. He then puts the end he’s holding into his mouth and sucks on them, tasting my dried on juices. He then walks around me and puts his hands over my eyes,...
I am still bound, gagged, exposed in the middle of this room, head thrown back, eyes closed panting with desire for the finish of my orgasm that was so cruelly denied my. I lift me head up finally and glare at the Commander with pure hate, and though I know he will punish me later for this disrespect, at this moment I don’t care for I am crazy with the need to have my release. Ignoring my hateful look the Commander walks over to me and reaches up and starts to untie the silk that is pulling my...
I wake up on the table in a hotel, which is walking distance from my home, where I had just spent several hours being physically pleasured on, while at the same time being emotionally tortured by the man I love more than life itself. The beautiful muscular men that were my spectators up to this point are now in robes and are gently wrapping me in a soft velvet robe of rich emerald green. One picks me up and carries me out of the room to a large chamber that is steamy with lavender scented mist,...
After the gorilla asks the Commander permission to fuck my ass, he, the Commander, nods his approval, then walks up to the dark man and whispers something to him. I then feel something warm being poured onto and into my aching puckered hole. The oil is another Mahala laced liquid that instantly relaxes my muscles. After my bottom is smeared with the narcotic oil, I feel the tip of a large cock of the gorilla slide into me. The bulbous head stretches me wide as the elephant cock in my pussy...
My Master does not like to be called ‘Master,’ because, he says, anyone can call themselves that. Rather, he wishes me to call him ‘Commander,’ for that is the title he has earned as a soldier in the desert war. He is gentle, kind, loving, poetic, gentle, tender, understanding, patient and selfless. Yet, he can also be very cold and seemingly cruel, which is more of a facade than the reality, for he has seen and witnessed many horrible things, and has had during the course of his life, helped...
Alisha poured another cup of coffee and went out onto the patio. She sat down and watched a small group of deer as they grazed near her home. She thought to herself how all the things she had dreamed of were beginning to happen. Her plans for the ranch are coming together and in a year or so she will start to see the results, and, if she has planned right, they will be the beginning of what she wants most…….to have the largest ranch in Colorado, maybe even in the Southwest. The...
They spent the rest of the day, sitting on the deck in the warm Colorado sun, talking and just relaxing. They had dinner, watched some TV and decided to shoot some pool. Colin was wearing a pair of faded denim cut-offs and a black t-shirt, with only socks on his feet. Alisha is dressed in a short denim skirt and a white tube top. Her feet are bare. They play several games and each have won and equal number of games, in this game he sinks the 8-ball and wins. They both reach for...
They landed at a private airport located on Maui. Colin had arranged for a limo to take them to their residence for the week. When they got their luggage loaded, they departed. Jeff said bye and put his things in a car that Colin had arranged with the local Ford dealer. When he got to his hotel, much to his surprise, Colin had leased him penthouse suite. It was beautiful and luxurious. He knew he would have a wonderful week. Right now he wished that he had a wife to share this...
Alisha was up early Monday morning, and having finished breakfast and feeling really good, she was headed out to the ranch. Her cell phone rang. She looked at the Caller ID and saw that it was Brian Carter, a guy she met online a few years ago. Brian was from San Francisco and was an ex Navy Seal. They had chatted for a long time online and later met up a few times and had some really good sex. He had a really different cock. It was about 7 inches long and at least 3 inches in diameter....
Alisha walks into the courtroom. Dayle is sitting at the table with their attorney. She goes up and sits down next to Dayle and they talk like old friends. Colin has taken a seat back in the rear of the courtroom. As the judge enters the courtroom, they all stand. The courtroom is empty, except for the court reporter and a guard. The Judge reads through the paperwork on his desk and makes a short opening statement and asks Alisha and Dayle if they are both in agreement on the terms of...
She had called the Forest Service office last week and set an appointment up with the Forest Supervisor in Monte Vista. She had heard about the two leases coming available and wanted to be the first to get in line to get them. If she could secure these, it would complete her plan for expansion. First, she had to go to the Coop and pick up the pallet of feed she had ordered. Perhaps she would have a chance to talk to Fred while she was there. She thought back to that afternoon with...
Bob and Alisha went home, both really excited and talking a mile a minute on the short drive. When they arrived at the house, Anne had arrived home, so they thought they had might as well, tell her now. Anne had always knew that Alisha would eventually go to the ranch and leave the practice. She had prepared herself for this day so it wasn’t any big deal to her. She told Alisha that since she had expertise with a few “special” patients, she would hope that Alisha would come help her when...
CHAPTER 1 It’s a beautiful Spring morning in the southern San Juan mountains of Colorado. Alisha Moore-Braxton sits on the patio of her home, sipping a gourmet cup of coffee, watching the elk grazing in a pasture near her home. She is analyzing the events of her life that brought her here and wondering why and what made her do the things she has done. Alisha grew up on the Singletree Ranch near Alamosa, Colorado, the oldest child of Anne Moore and Robert (Bob) Moore. She has one...
Luke waited at the airport for almost an hour. He repeatedly called and texted his mom, Megan, to figure out his ride home. The red-eye flight was horrible. He couldn’t wait to get into his own bed. Frustrated, he called in Uber service. An hour later, around 8 am, he used his spare keys to get into the house.He entered to the homely silence that he remembered from his days before he left for college. He headed directly to his room. He passed by his mom’s room, witnessing a shocking...
IncestThe only way in was by ferry from the mainland, but as soon as we arrived at the island we were greeted by two lovely young girls in short dresses and a boy who took our luggage and led us to the resort. They were about four foot tall, weighing only about thirty to forty pounds, slender, long black hair and eyes just as dark. I registered and was shown to my room. “My name is Julia; I am your pantygirl. Would you like to take a shower?” I nodded. To my surprise she helped me...
Carla Evans loved the feeling of her needy, horny little cunt being filled by the big, thick strap-on. She felt so full and packed, she felt like such a woman. How silly had she been in waiting for so long to surrender her precious virginity? Why had she fought it for so long? Sex was wonderful, sex was fun! Over the past three months, she had discovered happy feelings that she had never known before and all of those related back to her sexual conversion. She had gone from shy little virgin to...
A very short story about a small adult woman searching for love and her male neighbour. * ‘Goddammit!’ I heard her shout and I thought ‘Another dating failure.’ I was just enjoying a drink on my balcony when she came home in the late summer evening. Her balcony door was open so I could hear her kicking her shoes off, drop her bag and probably look for something to drink as I heard glasses moving. She cursed some more although less audible, then I saw her come out. ‘Hi Marr.’ she said when...
After an afternoon shopping spree at the mall one Friday, Terri and I planned to go to my house with our newly purchased sexy lingerie as usual. We often modeled sexy attire together to see what would we wanted to wear on a night out on the town with our men. Hell after all, they are the ones who got us enjoying dressing like little sluts for their sexual amusement. We liked to play around as we flaunted our stuff while sampling the newly purchased merchandise. Pulling into the driveway, I...
Being a female at a private live in institution for nine months of the year can and does make you aware of your insecurities and sexuality, especially during your puberty. You find something that interests you and you become addicted to it and mark it as a dark secret in the back of your mind. I had such a secret borne out of fact and experience, something that encouraged me time and time again to revisit until it engulfed me and became my master, and my body rewarded me with orgasms so...
Stop me if you've heard this line before. Let me tell you the story of how I died. It’s going to sound like a work of fiction when you hear it. Funny thing about fiction though, there's always a bit of truth hidden between the lines. I didn't understand that, until I ran afoul of something that changed my own concept of reality and turned it on its head. Guess I should have listened to my mother and all those Sunday school stories she tried to cram down my throat, otherwise I probably wouldn't...