A Sudden Turn Of Events
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Dennis had the whole thing planned out, start to finish. That's what he told Tyler, the day before, when the two of them had met at Dennis' dingy, makeshift office in Miami. "The rocket leaves tomorrow morning," Dennis said. He leaned forward on his formica desk and pointed vaguely at Tyler. "And you're going to be on it. You blow this part, it's your fault. Not mine." "I'll be there," Tyler said, nodding furiously. Tyler would agree to anything at this point. Anything to get him out...
An Erotic Turn of Events: Chapter 1We own a modest home that has a large apartment on the lower floor. We currently have rented to a very nice woman I'll call her Cathy. She was an attractive woman with bedroom eyes and a body well proportioned. I found her very sexy and she dressed that way. She was friendly and almost always said hello when I saw her, often with a certain look in her eyes that made me feel a little weak in the knees. She often spent long periods away from home and could be...
Turn Of EventsBy: Londebaaz ChohanAlly Inc. a freight shipping, moving and packing company was still a family owned business but of course growing fast. Somehow the nearby school authorities were able to convince the elderly chairman of the company to provide some jobs to the suitable candidates after they graduated from the school and to build a better rapport, school also agreed to provide young volunteers for the company; eager to learn the job with a hope that after their graduation, they...
Paul went out into the hallway wearing a red nightgown and housecoat, checking to make sure the coast was clear. Once confident that nobody else was upstairs, he signaled to Tyler, who made a quick, butt-naked dash from Paul's room to his own. Yes, there was nothing wrong about what they had just done; and yes, they were both immensely glad that they'd done it... but that was the kind of thing that stayed a secret between the two satisfied participants, whether they were men, women, or a...
Amber had booked them into an ocean-facing room on the 6th floor, with two queen beds, a balcony, and a big closet. The bellhop drone wheeled out of their room once it was done loading up the closet with all of Amber's worldly possessions and all of Tyler's new feminine wardrobe. After it left, Amber and Tyler spread out on their beds, exhausted from the hypersleep. They soon drifted off, still wearing their traveling clothes, until early the next day. Before he knew it, the...
On the other side of the curtain stood Jackson and Amber, wearing their costumes for the event. Jackson didn't look much different now than she did during their trip down the elevator, though the pinstripe skirt she wore now was slightly shorter than the charcoal gray one she had on earlier, and the jacket was tighter around her chest. Her hair was done up in a severely tight bun, and she wore smokey black stockings above a pair of pumps, much the same style as Tyler's but with a much...
Tyler tapped on the taxi window. Jackson looked at him through the glass, oddly, then opened the door for him. "You didn't get it," she said. Tyler held his shimmering skirt, sat down, and placed his clutch on the seat. "Get what?" "The biomechanical canister. The one you're going to pee all your nanobots into tomorrow morning after you have your old body back." "Ah. Right," Tyler replied. He punched some instructions into his phone, and the taxi began driving away. "Well, the...
A few minutes later, Connie and Tyler were ushered to a table toward the rear of the bistro. Two hosts held their chairs out for them as they sat down. Tyler was careful to hold his long, sequined skirt behind him as he sat, making sure the back end of the skirt didn't fall off the chair while also making sure to drape the front of the skirt as far over his freshly-shaven left leg as he could. It was such a complicated gown! Everything else he had worn since arriving on Saturn Beta had...
Tyler gave himself a long, hard look in the mirror before he went any further. He saw the sweat-streaked makeup, the frazzled but glamorous updo with its exquisite hairpins suspended inside, the platinum and diamonds hanging from his ears and neck, the skin of his exposed shoulders and tops of his D-cup tits, the tightly-fitting bodice hugging him from breasts to waist... he saw all of this, and it somehow startled him. He still didn't want to admit that Violet Taylor's body was the...
Ever the gentleman, Ben Rosenthal agreed to meet Tyler at the lobby of Pyramid Suites. Tyler wasn't interested in having other men on the elevator checking him out so brazenly, and he assumed that having Ben on his arm would discourage anyone from staring for too long. He wanted to give off the impression that he was Ben's woman... his date, for lack of a better term. Of course, that wasn't the case... but, well, it would make things less uncomfortable for Tyler, which his what he needed...
Tyler returned to his room, aiming to distract himself from everything Jackson had said about herself, her history, and her knowledge of what Tyler had been up to after the reception. He took an inordinately long shower, shampooing and conditioning twice, soaping and rinsing his supermodel-quality body until it shone in the overhead bathroom lights. He slipped last night's heart-shaped pink earrings out of his lobes and replaced them a couple of high-hanging platinum hoops. He dried off...
What a wild turn of events.I'll back track to when it all started. Months ago, I made friend's with a young lady on this site. At first, I was amazed at her writing and told her so. I went from story to story and was involved in her stories. The detail were vivid and made me feel like I was involved in a voyueristic episode of total erotica.We chatted for quite a while and became friends. During our conversations, we would have episodes of sorrow and moments of cheer. The chats eventually...
Amber had been right about the water temperature - Tyler was able to adjust it to his liking, anywhere between hair-raising cold to scalding hot and everything in between. Thank God for the gas mining operations on Saturn's moons! He played with the controls for a bit before stepping into the falling water of the showerhead. The first thing he noticed was how much water his new hair could absorb. He combed his fingers through his new auburn tresses, pulling the water drops through as...
Wyoming Ute IGT,Living Beyond the Dream, Saturn By: Malissa Madison I followed the directions on the trucks map to the right truck, and was met by one of the Terrellian waitresses from the diner. As I tried to recall her name I said, "I'm on my way to meet with your Headmistress." "Oh I hope no one has gotten into trouble." "No," I replied. "Brandi, do you think they need more help in the diner?" asked Rachel to my relief identifying the twin. "I think they can always use...
Jackson sent word out over the Ringed Amusements employee tablets that there was now plenty of initial interest in booking girls for public events, as well as more intimate one-on-one sessions, and that anyone interested in making a ton of money over the next week should leave their schedules open and wait for further instructions. Amber and Tyler tapped around on their tablets, looking for details, but none surfaced. Tyler eventually looked over at the hostess station again, where Zoe...
Tyler and Renee walked over to the man in the suit, Renee moving quite easily in her wedges and jeans while Tyler was still getting used to the tightness of the pencil skirt paired with the height of his pumps. He knew he was getting better at walking in this outfit, but it slowed him down so much. Renee reached the man in the suit several steps ahead of him. "Hello," Renee said, leaning in to examine the badge hanging from the man's lapel - it had the letters 'AG&M' laser-cut into...
Paul paid for his drinks and escorted Tyler back into foyer, toward the bank of elevators at the center. Tyler followed along behind, purse slung over his shoulder, gingham dress swishing playfully around his knees, pearl earrings dangling from his lobes, heeled pumps clicking along the polished concrete floor. He looked around furtively, hoping not to recognize anyone he saw here on the 39th floor. He didn't want anyone to think that he and Paul were out on a date or anything like that....
Tyler stayed sober through the rest of the after-party in the saloon. Two shots had been enough to make him unsteady in his seat - this new, smaller, softer body was much less tolerant of alcohol than his previous, flabbier male form, and he knew he had to slam the brakes on the booze if he was going to stay mentally fit enough to run his game on Ben Rosenthal. It had been going well so far, and Tyler was able to extract some potentially useful information from his target. He now...
Raj's office, if you could even call it that, was buried deep in the spindle between a foul-smelling fast food restaurant and a secondhand furniture store. Every wall in the office was painted bright white. It held a small desk, a massive safe, and a single swivel chair. Tyler stood on one side of the office, holding his boots, while Raj spun the dial on his safe. "I need to get a few photos of your face to put on your documentation," Raj said as he opened the safe. "This shouldn't...
Lunch was great. Dinner that night was, too, as Tyler donned the housewife act again and fixed up some pork chops, which Ben devoured with rave reviews. They spent the evening cuddled up on the sofa, watching a movie and part of a baseball game. They fucked on the sofa when Tyler got bored during the eighth inning, then showered together before bed. The dinner dishes lay dirty in the sink. The next morning, Tyler made coffee and breakfast - making sure to include a glass of pineapple...
I sat in my favourite bar sipping at my glass of Chardonnay; I had been coming to ‘The R Lounge’ for a couple of years. I watched the guy talking to his friends across the room. They were all dressed with a bit if style but he had caught my attention. He was wearing trousers with a casual blue and black stripped shirt. He was probably five feet nine inches tall. He had an average build; not to slim but trim enough to know that he tried to stay fit. I guessed he was around forty years old. But...
CrossdressingTurn Of EventsBy: Londebaaz Chohan Who the fuck knew, how to get the lost file back on the computer. Austin was not computer expert, nor did he study computers as his major in college. Frustrated and distressed that his English Literature assignment and the report which he finished after almost working 4—5 hours till well past midnight was missing now and he had to do it all over because it was already late and due ASAP. Austin decided to take a shower and get fresh before sitting back with his...
Thanks for the comments-both good and bad on the story "Blood from a Turnip". I had number of email requests for: A) A companion piece from the wife character Lisa POV. B) More descriptive sex scenes. C) To stop writing such crap and never submit anything ever again (guess you cannot please everyone). I moved my tongue around his shaft as I bobbed my head up and down slowly using my one hand to jack his base. From his moans and movement he was really enjoying my ministrations. "Oh...
"My God, Vince, I had more money working as a gofer on the wrestling circuit that summer after High School than I do now." That was my brother Tommy. We were sitting at my kitchen table and going over his finances for the umpteenth time. Tommy had not fared well in the two years since his divorce. "OK Tommy," I tried to explain again, "you pull in $52K a year after taxes. That is about $4K a month you bring home. Now, gone first off the top is the $500 a month you pay in child support,...
Ok, so the second part of the story (part 1 here - https://xhamster.com/stories/true-story-of-something-that-happened-roughly-10-y-1012963). Since the next series of events occurred over several nights, I have decided to split the recollection into multiple parts, and will post one story for each night, rather than one long post.Again, this is a true story to the best of my recollection. There may be slight inaccuracies in wording of what was said, but the events are true, and I will also add a...
Tyler entered the wardrobe at the far end of the printing press and immediately saw someone else in there, riffling through the plastic- covered clothes hangers. A shock of red hair turned to see who had just entered. "Hey, Violet," the redhead said. Well, speak of the devil, Tyler thought to himself. There she was. "Hey, Zoe," Tyler said. He walked between the racks of clothing and came alongside her. "How's it going?" "Good, good," Zoe said, grinning mightily back at him. She...
Ozzie used his key to access a tiny office in the rear, one stocked floor to ceiling with shelves containing all kinds of gear - tablets, phones, security cameras, whatnot. There was a dingy-looking desk tucked into a corner with one chair behind it and one in front. Ozzie took his spot at the other side of the desk and Tyler took the remaining chair for himself, smoothing the skirt of his boring brown dress as he sat down. He placed his purse in his lap. "So," Ozzie said, folding his...
"Ben!" Amber screamed. "Well! Fancy seein' you way out here!" "Hey, Amber," he said with a smile, and then he immediately turned his attention to Tyler. "Hi, Violet." "Oh," Tyler said, trying to regain his breath. He could feel blood rushing to his cheeks, and he could pointedly sense each individual item of clothing he had on, especially the garter belt. "Hey, Ben." "Well, don't act too excited to see me," Ben said jokingly. "I'm... well, no," Tyler stammered. "I mean, yeah, I'm...
Hours later, after Saturn's moon had drifted away from the window, Tyler was woken up by footsteps near his bed. He rolled over to try to see what was happening. "Sorry, darlin'," Amber whispered as she padded around the dark dorm room in her bare feet. "I was tryin' to be quiet for you." "What's going on?" Tyler said groggily. "Got a job to do. It just came over on my tablet. Really good money. You go on back to sleep, now. Don't mind me." And she was out the door and into the...
By some unexplainable miracle, nobody else needed to use their elevator until the 94th floor. As the car slowed, Connie and Tyler finally ended their long and passionate embrace, bashful as two middle school kids caught making out behind the bleachers. Connie spun away from Tyler and examined herself in the reflection of the rear wall, dabbing at her makeup with her fingers until the doors opened to take on the new passengers. Tyler stared straight ahead, not wanting to attempt...
Sometime later, an electronic bell sound rang through the suite. Tyler startled to attention and looked over the bed at Connie, who still had the purple rubber dildo hanging out of her cunt. She rustled around on the bedsheets underneath her for a moment before gripping the dong with both hands and easing it out of herself. She gasped as the tip exited her pussy, spilling a slight amount of vaginal juices onto the linens beneath her. "Sounds like dinner," she said, running a hand...
Later, after Tyler had tried on countless outfits and accessories, Connie called for a break. Fran made herself scarce, saying that she was going to ring up the outfits Connie and Tyler had decided to keep, of which there were quite a few. Tyler and Connie were left alone in the dressing room, sitting on the padded bench and enjoying a glass of the wine Fran had promised them earlier. Tyler currently wore a knee-length, full-skirted red gingham dress that made him look and feel like...
There is some recycling of characters from the first story I ever wrote for LW called BLOOD FROM A TURNIP (Yes I know the old story REALLY needed editing). This can be a standalone tale, but it will help to read either "BLOOD FROM A TURNIP" tale to get the backstory. Great Thanks to Dave T who edited this fable without drinking poison before he was finished. Any and ALL errors are mine. "Coach Tommy, is Frankie home?" This disheveled sixteen year old on my porch that Saturday...
Score after seven events is Syndy fifty- five, Wren fifty- three, Tam forty-eight, Kacy forty-six, Amy forty-one, and Brit forty. We all walked to the sand course after lunch. “This next event in the Weighted Pussy Pull or Race if you will, for this event, you’ll have the Ben Wa Balls back in your pussies and have the beads in you butts. I’ll put a crotch rope on each of you which’ll go around your waist twice then tie a bowline knot in it. There’ll be two tails on the rope ten feet long...
Friday, April 27 (Continued) to Friday, June 1, 2007 All the family members gathered in the Adults' dining room and the girls started putting together a celebratory breakfast while we called our lawyer. Unsurprisingly, he took our call right away. I knew the most about what had been in the van and the conversation between Paul and the police chief, so I did most of the talking. It was a good way of bringing everyone else up to date too. At the end of the conversation, our lawyer said,...
Since there wasn't any direct threat, and since the paper hadn't specifically identified him, Alex decided they could remain in the French Quarter a little longer. As much as he was afraid of exposure, he really enjoyed the city. He didn't feel the need to patrol the city looking for new followers, figuring with as much attention as he'd gotten around the city the majority of people with either type 1 or 2 traits had already been detected and included into the community. So with a fair...
Tyler took a deep breath and gathered himself as he rested his hand on the door handle leading into the main section of spindle #7. This was the first time he'd ever been alone on the station since his nanosurgery finished. He'd always been accompanied by someone else before - either Jackson or Amber. The thought of wandering through the wild west all by himself, while sporting this incredibly alluring female body, gave him pause. He needed to get used to it, however, and sooner was...
The convention center, which occupied the entire 122nd floor, was a tumult of activity. Countless numbers of businessmen and women scampered around in business casual attire as they set up their booths, got their tablet-driven presentations ready, and unpacked heavy shipping containers filled with equipment and giveaways. Tyler stood dumbly in the middle of it all, back leaning against the elevator hub, wondering where to go and what to do first. He remembered his AG&M contact from...
"Oh, Amber, you wonderful girl," Jackson said. She practically ran to a table staffed by two men of southeast Asian descent, shook their hands while introducing herself, and laid out on the table. Lola seemed equally appreciative as she introduced herself to her own masseurs. Zoe and Amber found their own spots as well. Tyler put his hands in the stain pockets of his robe, glancing around the room to make absolutely sure that every spa employee was, in fact, a man. Dejectedly, he...
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He smiled slightly when he walked through his door. The satisfaction of seeing her there waiting for him, kneeling, nude, legs spread, head down always gave him a rush – no matter how many times he saw her like this. He reached down and cupped her right breast. It was soft but firm. It would be smooth if not for the goosebumps. This puzzled him as it was quite warm in the house. Her nipple was at attention. He rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. She jolted when he pinched it just a...
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6:30 AM. The alarm buzzed. I slammed down the sleep button, with every intent of going back to sleep. Five minutes later, I had to go to the bathroom and got up to go. I turned on the light. I looked in the mirror. My wife looked back. I screamed. "What's wrong, Dan?" I heard myself say, from the bed. "Come here, Jessica," I heard my wife's voice say. "Come here. NOW!" I saw myself walk in. "What's wr....DAN! What's going on?" "How should I know? I woke up... and I'm...
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Case 98-2 ‘Current Events’ by Prof. Richard W. (formerly of the University of ____________) All of the characters and their behaviour are fictional, and anyone attempting their behaviour is bound to get into a lot of trouble. Copyright © 2004 by Richard Williams, all other rights are reserved. * [Academic standards require that I reveal a special interest in the subject matter, due to what I regard as my unfair dismissal from the University of _____________ back in the days when sexual...
When we sat down for dinner, Meili was at her usual place under the table with my cock in her mouth. I swear, ever since she turned fourteen she was utterly insatiable. Every meal, she sucked off either Steve or me, claiming it made her food taste better. We had long ago given up saying no to her, as it was pretty much impossible to change her mind. Truth to tell, she was so good at it, neither of us really wanted to say no. Steve had long ago lifted the prohibition against sexual activity in...
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There had been a number of studies on women having nocturnal orgasms or dreams. A few studies have suggested that nearly forty percent of the woman out there have experienced some kind of nocturnal experience in their lifetime. Even though most men experience wet dreams in their teenage years, it isn’t uncommon for an older mature women to experience some form of a nocturnal dream during her later years of life. They can be intense and feel extremely real to the point of actually believing that...
MILFThe only slight glimmer of hope was that – if she was ringing the door-bell – she wasn’t phoning the Police! … On the other hand it could just be the postman … It wasn’t – it WAS Ellie …. standing there in all her beauty … looking deliciously angry!! “WHAT have you just done with my sister”!! she shouted at the top of her voice. Worried that the other neighbours might hear I hissed “Come in here if you have something to say” stepping to the side so she could come in (not that I thought she...
After months of planning, their plan could finally be put into action.Jim was visiting her city, Las Vegas, on business. Only one snag...hewasn't alone on this business trip. Three coworkers were with him visiting a remote office location. But, they were going out to see thenightlife of Vegas they've heard about. Bar hopping or strip clubs,wherever the cab brought them. Jim decided to stay at the hotelexplaining to them that he wasn't feeling well. What he actually had planned had him feeling...
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder and to back up the truth of that old adage one need look no further than Amateur's Home Page or Private Voyeur. I like to make a Net pit stop there occasionally, but more for a bit of a laugh than for titillation. I mean, is the guy serious when he writes something like: "My darling wife Godzilla, the most beautiful being ever to have been created in this universe and beyond, believes that at 50 she can no longer turn every man who sets eyes on...
She was told to dress sexy tonight. She complied as any good slave girl would do. She looked beautiful. When we go out she is required to wear clothing that can be adjusted throughout the night. I enjoy buttoning and unbuttoning her clothing as the mood strikes me. Tonight she was in a beautiful white blouse; a very thin bra appeared underneath that left little if nothing to the imagination. She had on her long chain which hung down the front of her blouse, a short black skirt, no panties, and...
I was tempted to hum "Back in the Saddle Again". That really wouldn't have been classy, even though the charming young woman bent over my workbench couldn't have heard it over her moans and squeals, much less the slapping sounds of my body hitting against her full round ass. And when did I start worrying about being "Classy"? This was obviously all Nan's fault. She wasn't here, hell she wasn't even in the city, being on tour with the Symphony and she was still driving me up walls. I...
Written By Poppet:For LushStories ONLY!Unseen Events I’m standing here in a dark room, or I think its dark, I can’t tell because I’m wearing a blind fold. It smells like we’re in a basement of sorts, I’m not sure. I’m fully naked except the heels I wore when I showed up. My arms are chained above me and my legs are spread far apart. I know I have nothing to worry about because I came with my Master. He said he had a surprise for me. Of course me being who I am and wanting to do everything to...
Remnant is an unfair place, filled with monsters of darkness and evil that hidden within. Luckily a group of huntresses like Team RWBY are here to protect the people while also trying to live their lives. Unfortunately, there are times where they had to face moments that will force to expose their body either for the good or enduring demeaning obstacle. Can they return back to their normal life after these unfortunate events?