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January 01 2003 Welcome to my very intermittent diary. Or should that be Journal. Girls have diaries. Guys keep journals. So why keep it? My wife says that it is good to put my thoughts down on paper. Told me to remember to lock the thing too. Like I am going to have secrets from her. She said it was a way to make sure that my thoughts were mine, and then I would not worry about what I put in here. Someday I could open it back up and see what a younger me thought. How my mind worked. She...
Iris's upbringing had been enviable compared less well off girls. She came from " a good background" or " a well bred family". So when Iris as a pony-tailed thirteen-year old, pleaded to her father for a riding pony; he insisted it come from a well-bread source. It quite pleased " the major" that she would be part of the Pony Club set. It was good for one's social standing in the Shires. Came the day when he accompanied the teen-aged Iris to a stud farm which had ponies for...
Virginia stood before her tall mirror, flexing her favorite G-spot dildo, the odd-shaped knobby one, in and out of her tight-lipped vagina as she did her pectoral exercises and watched her expensively augmented and purple-titted jugs rise, tense, quiver and bulge out before they relaxed again, jiggling, nipples hard, pink incisions disappearing as they settled back. She smiled at her image and began on a hundred Kegel crunches, shuddering and closing her eyes as her vaginal muscles did their...
Andrew woke up with a start. No! No! It could not have happened, his conscious mind told him. He did not just get fucked by another man. But even as his thoughts sought to deny it, he felt a stab of pain in his ass and knew it was true. He threw the covers aside and stared at the huge wet spot beneath his ass. His incomprehension lasted only seconds and then he became aware of the slow dribble oozing from his asshole – he was lying in a pool of Marcus's cum, cum that had originally been dumped...
last night i went to a party my rich doctor lady was having at her house in phil, pa. she was supplying the studs for women who wanted to pay for cock, esp. big fat ones who think no one will fuck them. It was about seven pm when I showed up and she said before the ladies get here and there are a lot, they are all very well off with money, some are about thirty years old others are about in their sixties, and all are fat women. I told them I would supply the rooms and different age studs for...
"Come to mama, baby," Edith Richmond said softly to the incredbily nineteen year old college sophmore, "let mama have some of that nice big pecker!!!" Cade Barker gave his hips a little shimmy, causing his massive erections to swing gently back a forth, giving the sixty five year old cocksucker a thrill as he made he way across the room so where she was sitting!!! "Oh my, Raymond," she said to her husband, who had by this time pulled his own pecker out of his pants and was casually fisting it...
EroticSTUD#7 (part IV)(This takes place in a time where sexual slavery is legal. Everyone is over the age of eighteen.)I took slave Velvet into my arms and carried into her into the rutting pit. Usually I lead them in on their hands and knees pulling on their leash. The rutting pit was surrounded by eager masters looking to evaluate this slave. The purpose of the rutting pit is to demonstrate how good a sex slave the female will be. A sex stud like me bangs her and the masters judge by her reactions...
(This is a sequel to I am whipped in from of my parents.Everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen.) I am a sex stud for an auction house. My duty is to publicly fuck anyone, male of female, that is given to me. It isn't a bad life. Sometimes the problem is that I would be in the mood for a blond but get a brunette or a boy. This is a quality auction house so I tend to get exception sex partners.Most of the time my dike is locked into a cock cage. I am only unlocked for a performance....
(This takes place in a future where sex slavery is legal. All characters are over the age of 18.) I am Stud Slave #121. I am owned by a training center. My duty is to fuck any one my master orders me to fuck. I do as ordered with enthusiasm. A family of eight has been enslaved. The master intends to train them and sell them at a high price. They are a good looking group and we should be able to sell them at a large profit when we sell them as a group. There are eight of them. There are five...
The year is 2242. The downward trend in sperm count amongst white males that began in the late 20 th century has continued for the past two centuries. Only 18% of the world's current population has honest-to-god white skin. Only 8% of that population is male. I happen to be one of them. My owner has me posted in the Genetic Enhancement Catalog for upper-class women who want their children to have lighter skin or other hereditary traits. I am currently listed in the White/Male/Talented section...
Straight SexI should have seen it coming, so in retrospect I have no one to blame but myself. Julie, my fiancé, had broached the subject of introducing a strap-on device into our sex games on more then one occasion. I had brushed her off with a "We'll see," or "Maybe." She eventually decided to take matters into her own hands. Alpha male. That's what I had been my whole life. I had been a jock, a stud, a position I started to attain as a freshman in high school. At the age of eighteen I was truly a...
The major watched Iris crossing the yard, her braided flaxen hair swinging in step, as she headed for the stable. How sexy her swaying butt looked in jodhpurs, as she strode, thwacking the crop against the side of her riding-boot. He imagined whacking her ass with it; as he use too when spanking her. She entered her domain; the stable he'd constructed for her 15th birthday. Lovejoy whinnied in anticipation of what was in store. At the sight of his mistress with crop in hand, he pawed the...
"Girls, I think you're gonna enjoy today's entertainment," Billie Harris said to her Thursday afternoon bridge partners, "it's been a long time since we've had a really well hung stud grace our presence, but today I think I've outdone myself!!!" Kimberly Farlow crossed and uncrossed her legs and while asking softly, "Is he as big as Bobby, you know that kid that did your lawn a couple of years ago!?!" "I don't know about that," Billie said with a laugh, "but Jamel is much more, shall we say,...
Group SexMaid had served Ms. Treat for six months. Its training over that time had been rigorous and methodical. After the first meeting with Ms. Treat, maid learned how to address its Mistress properly, how to ask its Mistress questions in the proper form, then to never, ever look directly at Mistress unless so directed, and lastly it learned its positions of "inspection" and "punishment." After instilling the basics in maid, Mistress Treat then instructed maid in the fine art of maintaining...
She arrived at my building about ten minutes before our scheduled appointment and so I was a bit startled when I heard the intercom buzz. You see, I live in a secure building and you have to be "buzzed" to get in by one of the building occupants. I like this feature and it was one of the main reasons I lived here."Hello?" I replied into the intercom."Hello, I'm Pamela from the maid service," she said."Oh okay, come on up," I said and I buzzed the door to unlock it for her. I had called Dirty...
Office Sex“Volunteers for the Defense Forces with CAP scores of certain published levels will be afforded the opportunity to select others to emigrate and maintain their residences on other worlds while they perform their duties in the Defense Forces in accordance with their aptitudes and capabilities; certain high-priority individuals may select up to ten people to emigrate with for this purpose. Obviously, fertility is a criterion -- we will be looking to ensure the continuity of the human race as it...
"Kathryn!" I exclaimed, opening the door. "Hi there Paul," she said with a warm smile. My legs gave out for a second as if I were going to kneel in front of her, but I caught myself and stood up straight. Holy shit, what had I just almost done? Kathryn grinned. She stepped into my apartment carrying six shopping bags full of clothes, led me over to a chair by my dining table, placed the bags on the table, and told me to sit. I sat. "I must say," she said, selecting a wine bottle...
My mother was acting strangely. She had been for the last month or so, though not in any overt manner, no specific ways that stuck out, but in much more subtle ways that anybody who didn't know her as well as I do after eighteen years would ever notice. Other than bitching at me about little things, (growing up, learning the meaning of 'responsibility', getting a job, how I'm so impossible) it was as though something had been on her mind, distracting her and, while we didn't dislike each other,...
Yes my wife was a slut, like my other stories of our adventures, but this one is fiction. I put this together because she did do maid service, for our place, and did it in naughty outfits, acting out being a maid service that made the term "full service" a hot term. So I wrote this up about her, wishing she had become a maid service in Denver.“You are going to hate and divorce me,” Cheryl said as she sat down at the kitchen counter, her hair a mess, clothing in disarray, and stains all over her...
If you are not old enough to read this, don't. I know! I know! Yes, I know that this theme has been worked to death but I thought I'd try my hand at it too. Keywords Use of Sex Toys High Heels Chastity Belt Humiliation Corset Categories Bondage Femdom Synopsis Jason had a little hobby, dressing in a French maid costume before he was married and was afraid of telling his new wife. He thought of playing maid for his wife, but he was afraid to but one day she confronted him and his...
After Our Life Swap (Prestige and Service) By Susannah Donim A wealthy man decides to trade places with his maid, but what happens next? [This is fan fiction; an homage to my all-time Fictionmania author, the great Belladonna. "Life Swap - Prestige and Service" is probably my all-time favourite Belladonna story. One of the things I love most about her work is how she often leaves the ending dangling, so we can all enjoy imagining what would happen next. Will the continuation be...
Room Service I am a very feminine boy and I love naughty girly sex. I am very slender with long dark hair and I look like a girl. I love being girly and pretty. I was staying in a hotel in San Francisco. It was late and so I had a bath and ordered room service, a sandwich and a bottle of wine. I was feeling very horny and I wanted to have sex with somebody. I laid on my bed, naked, feeling oh, so sexy after my bath. I ran my fingers up and down my smooth skinny...
What would the Best Pill Service entail if you were in charge? That’s something of a rhetorical question and I hope you keep considering it as you read this review, because this next shop aims to meet the definition. I mean, hell, it’s right there in the name! It ain’t uncommon for websites to call themselves the best in whatever category they occupy, whether they’re claiming to be the best free lesbian tube, the best online dick-pill store, or the best premium casting porn site. To be fair,...
Male Enhancement Pills(This is a sequel to the story 'Evil Life, Evil Wife. In order to get the full experience and understand the story and setting properly, please read the prequel first. Thank you!) Every little thing of the past few hours had been a heated blur. Blood. Fire. The smell of ashes. The nasty grasp of frostbite. Hands, tensed up into fists so tightly that they threatened to obstruct the flow of blood to his fingertips. Echoes of screams, ringing through his ears. His own voice, the voices of...
The action in the stable had left us both hot, sweaty and in need of the bathroom. Iris led me to her bedroom en-suite and we eagerly striped off. After a slippery soapy shower together, we towelled each other dry. From her bedside cabinet she poured us both a stiff bourbon which we sipped as we fondled. My small breast felt especially firm and sweet; the nipples red and erect. I felt confident and attractive and sexy; almost an equal to Iris whom I now adored. Sprinkling talcum powder...
She knocks twice, then twice again and calls out “Hello, room service!” just like she has learnt during her half-day of training for this job. She has learnt to say “yes”, “right away”, “of course” and “not a problem”, followed by “sir” or “ma’am”, and she has mastered the art of being unfailingly friendly and polite even when she doesn’t know exactly what a guest really wants from her.Luckily, body language is pretty much universal. It helps a lot.Her job is simple but satisfying. This hotel...
VoyeurDistinguished ServiceGrowing up in a small hometown in Michigan it never occurred to me I might be ‘called to duty’, to provide a service to the military but such is the innocence of youth that there were many things of which I had no inkling that were to befall me. I was christened Veronica by my parents (although Daddy often used to call me ‘little Miss pretty blue eyes’) but I can only remember ever being known as Roni by everyone and anyone else, a name which has stuck ever since the day...
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Lawn Service I was living alone, cross dressing almost everyday and traveling quite a bit. As a result, I hired a lawn service to cut my lawn. In the beginning, I was happy with the results, however, as the summer moved along I became very unhappy with what I thought was horrible work. Many times I'd return home and wonder if my lawn had even been cut, however, I always received a bill. In late July, I arrived home after a trip just as my lawn service was leaving. Great I thought, a...
Community Service: Chapter OneBy Posing SomdomiteBANG. BANG. BANG. "Sharon, get your lazy ass out of bed," Margo yelled between forceful knocks on the dorm room door. The fact she even had to go through this little charade agitated the young red head beyond words. There was no way in hell Sharon was still asleep, Margo was pounding loud enough to wake a corpse. The Blackberry in her back pocket started to vibrate, indicating a text message was received. Margo cursed very softly as she...
In an alternate universe, much like our own, a genetic defect targeting the Y chromosome of straight men has afflicted society. This defect makes men incapable of reaching orgasm through self stimulation. Were that the only symptom, it would be a pain to society, but it wasn't society ending. Men must also orgasm on average 4 times per day or they suffer debilitating health problems, including death if left alone. Some require more, some require a bit less, but it is never safe to go less than...
FetishSomeone was knocking at our door. Julie, my fiance, and I were enjoying our first night on the cruise ship "Horizon", about to set sail from Puerto Rico for other delightful destinations in the Caribbean."I'll get it," said Julie, sighing, as she lifted her head from my shoulder. Her beautiful brown-blond curls fell in front of her eyes as her head turned towards the door. She pushed herself up, and moved across the room.As I watched her do a cursory check in the mirror to ensure she was...
Farmed Out For Stud Service My parents had divorced when I was just ten years old. When I turned fifteen years old my mother bought me subscriptions to Playboy, Penthouse, and Hustler magazines. She also gave me four boxes of stuff that my father had left behind when he departed. The boxes were full of older magazines of all kinds, paperback books, and even XXX-rated VCR tapes. It was the fucking mother load to a horny kid like me. Instantly I had a lifetime supply of material to jerk...
The Answering Service ? by: Ricky Hey, we're not in a recession! It says so on the news and of course I believe it. I get to listen to the news a lot lately, because the only job I can find is answering phones. "Hello, Doctor's office." "Hello, Mr. Pint's Emergency service." "Hello, Dale Plumbing." There's plenty of time to listen to the radio on the night shift. Actually, it isn't a bad job, in fact the training was a blast. I was the only man among six woman while I...
In Her Service By X X They had written back and forth as well as met in person and discussed their views on power exchange. He expressed his yearning for helplessness as best he could, how he wanted a true exchange of power. That he wanted to be useful and didn't expect it to be all play. While her concerns were that she didn't want to invest time only to have one or two meetings. Not necessarily long term, but at least ongoing. He said that he would be willing to commit,...
In Her ServiceBy X XThey had written back and forth, as well as met in person, and discussed their views on power exchange. He expressed his yearning for helplessness as best he could, how he wanted a true exchange of power. That he wanted to be useful and didn't expect it to be all play. While her concerns were that she didn't want to invest time only to have one or two meetings. Not necessarily long term, although that was possible, but at least ongoing. He said that he would be willing to...
It was all my Aunt Mary's doing really. She was in Edinburgh for a week, and my sister and I were spending an afternoon taking her around the city centre shops. Mary was in her mid 70's and struggled a bit if she had to walk too much, so by the middle of the afternoon she was flagging and decided that she would treat us all to afternoon tea. However, she was quite clear that the delights of the shopping mall food court and other similar establishments in the city centre were not for her....
BANG. BANG. BANG. "Sharon, get your lazy ass out of bed," Margo yelled between forceful knocks on the dorm room door. The fact she even had to go through this little charade agitated the young red head beyond words. There was no way in hell Sharon was still asleep, Margo was pounding loud enough to wake a corpse. The Blackberry in her back pocket started to vibrate, indicating a text message was received. Margo cursed very softly as she fished the phone out of her designer jeans. sorry. sick....
InterracialHello guys my name is Pratik and i am here to share a story of my wife which happened and hope you guys love it. Let me describe you my wife. My wife name is Shraddha and she is 29 yrs old. She is whitish brown and a curvy lady. She loves to wear casual dresses when we are out and at home she wears nighty and small dresses. Her breasts size is 36c and firm and have nice bottom with thick thighs and she doesn't have any belly fat as she is regular in her yoga. She is very reserved kind of a...
Date: Sun, 3 Aug 2008 08:16:52 -0700 (PDT) From: Sharon Pinder Subject: ROOM SERVICEI'd worked at the Georgian, a 5 star hotel in London for the past three months. Three months since I had left school. Maybe not the best job in the world but one with perks which made it worth my while. I spent my days flitting from room to room with room service. Room service? General dog's body may have been a better title. As I say hardly exciting an exciting job, but it did allow me a pass key to all...
I need a spanking. It has been way too long since my last one and I am in urgent need of a good bottom warming.I had just clicked on an e-mail from a client and was reading her e-mail. Well not really a client, with clients you normally get paid. So why do I receive e-mails like this most days? I provide a service for women who want to discuss and live out their spanking fantasies. With some of my clients (I really can think of no better word) I just exchange e-mails as they discuss their...
SpankingTim waited in the den for his wife to appear. She told him that she bought a new piece of lingerie to show off. He smiled to himself. He enjoyed seeing his wife in lingerie. She has the prefect body in his mind. She is thirty-eight twenty-eight thirty-two. Mary walked into the bedroom a few minutes ago looking really happy. He loved his thirty year old wife. She is twenty years younger than him. They met at a friend's house where they hit if off and started to date and beyond. A knock at...
Keith Spencer looked up at the clock on the wall and sighed. The crew-cut eighteen-year-old couldn't believe that only thirty minutes had passed of the eight hours he was required to put in at the Roosevelt Park Tri-County Help Center. For perhaps the hundredth time this month alone, he asked himself how he had gotten into this fix. A few years back, the local school board had passed a requirement that every student have a hundred hours of community service in order to graduate. While it did...
copyright 2000 and 2002 (A Trudy Tolliver Story) This was originally posted back in 2000 under the title "Lovin' to Go." A couple areas have been changed and expanded, but for the most part, the plot (if you could call it that!) hasn't changed. And of course it has a brand new, much more appropo title. If you're not familiar with Trudy Tolliver, you can read about her first adventure, "The Case of the Masochistic Wrestlers" also at StoriesOnline. I live for feedback....
The day started out as it usually does. I rolled out of bed, showered, drank a cup of coffee and off to work I went. Although my job is boring, I felt secretly excited. Under my no-nonsense business suit, bunned hair and slight frown, lurked a sensual woman clad in sexy underthings. Shivers went through me at the feel of silk on my skin throughout the day. Driving home, I reflected on the men at work. I’d dated and bedded more than a few of them with the same results. Being a...
Introduction: Introduction of a young teenager who meets a mature woman Stud meets the cougar First things first, my name is Byron, I am now 19 but the following story happened 4 years ago when I was just 15 during my summer break in Anaheim, California. Im not sure if any of you are interested in my looks but I have white skin, brown eyes and short curly hair, I never considered myself to be good looking. At that time, I was skinny, tall, and friendly with people. My parents, especially my...
You have been selected to join the CIA's Seductive Tasking Undercover Division or STUD. Your mission is to seduce your targets, manipulate them, search their homes, and blackmail them. Beyond that, you may be required to participate in other types of espionage such as hacking, reconnaissance, threat assessment and assassinations. Make no mistake, this is dangerous work. If you are exposed, you will have no support and no backup. Your country will deny your existence and you may be imprisoned,...
Hi I’m Samuel a university student from Uganda in the first year of studying law, I came to this country because my country, does not have a great education system, arriving in England I set about getting lodgings close to my study area, applying for a room with a white family I went and viewed the room, Sandra was married with 4 c***dren Sam a fireman, Pat a postman, Carol a manageress at the large clothes store in town and Frances who lived in Australia, yer I know postman Pat and fireman Sam...
I had awoken with a deep sense of embarrassment from what had taken place in Guy's presence the night before. But Guy had already left the manor with Ralph when I appeared at breakfast. I was welcomed by a cheerful Iris and forgot my troubles. Her wholesome warm appearance had no resemblance to the viperous feline that had ruled affairs the night before. "Aha Margot! I can see you slept well; you'd certainly had a busy day of it!" I caught her wit and responded with a chuckle of...
My experience with Ralph that evening was profound. He'd came to my bedside looking so devilishly virile yet virginal. A manly boy who knew about sex. He stood there; an immature face, a soft white neck, a pale chest and a so-slim torso. A lad I'd hardly spoken to; yet my lust had burnt for him since seeing that obscene photo. He's here in his pyjamas; and between his legs lurked that overblown schoolboy cock. I needed to see it harden for my juicy cunt. I needed that so much. With...
Before reaching seventeen, Iris gave birth to a bastard. For that's what a child out of wedlock is. At six months gone, the pregnancy had become obvious to Iris's mother; yet there was no clue to the father? Indeed there was barely a male who got near Iris the last year. Having mastered Lovejoy's lust, Iris had thrown her energy into serious promotion of his bloodline in the world of horse breeding. Yet now her early ambitions seemed to have come to a dead end. The major was perturbed...
As I lay back in bed with closed eyes with Madam Margot’s deeds swirling in my mind, a soft voice startled me! “Margot ... It’s me.” My eyes opened to see Iris; looking ravishing in a short night-shirt. How long had she been watching me I wondered? “So ... you have a natural flair for controlling a rampant cock.” she purred softly. “Oh ... Iris ... yes it went well; I think “ I said sheepishly; wondering if she had encountered Guy after he’d left me? “I just looked in ... to see you; but...
Rumors. Whispers. Urban legends. This is the extent of the Celebrity Fantasy Service's advertising. You have never seen a commercial for them, or an online ad, or read anything about them in the news. As far as you're aware, the Celebrity Fantasy Service doesn't exist. Which is why you are skeptical when a popup shows up on your computer screen. "Hello, Marcus Bass. You have been approached by the Celebrity Fantasy Service. For a reasonable fee (continue for details), you can act out whatever...
Maid Service By Jennifer Stewart The Maid's Bedroom The black satin dress of a maid's uniform hangs carelessly on the back of a chair. The white chiffon apron lies on the floor behind the chair. The sounds of a vigorous copulation gradually fill the room - a rhythmic thumping and creaking noise of a bed being shaken violently; the steady slapping of flesh; a woman's gasps sprinkled with her cries and moans; the heavy breathing and grunts of a men. "Ummmnn... Oh GOD......
Notification Service In every age, in every war, there have been casualties. And along with casualties, there are the loved ones left behind. In recent times, there has been a recognition that those families need help when the news is brought to them of the loss of the one they loved, and so each conflict had its own way to give the sad news, and help the families pick up the pieces afterwards, and have made a service to meet that need. And now, with a new war waging, that service is...
After a couple trips to the coast and our well documented hot tub adventures, Amber and I wanted to expand our horizons and try something a little different. What better place to explore new sexual adventures than Las Vegas? We made our reservations at the Bellagio, bought our plane tickets and headed for Vegas. Amber packed some of her most sexy and skimpy outfits, as well as some of her sexiest lingerie, and a few of her favorite sex toys. Our first night in Vegas we were both very excited...
MILFThe Car Service.A True Story.Last April I took my car out to the main dealer for a service. As I had more or less the whole morning to spare I decided to go and sit on the unofficial nudist beach which was about half a miles walk. Once I had made myself comfy on the pebbles I looked around and saw that as well as me, I could see a couple some distance away shelled by a windbreaker, and one other guy who had stopped between me and the couple starting to undress. I didn't want to make it too...
In the weeks following our heroine's introduction to Mr. Boulton's photographic experiments, She had often found Herself standing in front of him head hung low; not for just the weekly session - which was now entered in his appointment diary in red in Miss Stewart's elegant rounded hand for the rest of the term- but also on the odd occasion when She felt a need for some guiding hand upon Her. When, all too frequently thoughts of Her headmaster sneaked into Her impish mind She could not help...