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THE SEDUTION OF MOLLYCHAPTER 1 ''You mean she's really coming mom?'' The young girl asked with such excitement in her voice. Molly had been waiting for nearly three years to hear those words. The words that told that her Aunt Hazel was coming to town. Molly Jean is just your normal s*******n year old high school girl. She is beautiful and smart. She loves her mom and dad, and her little brother Sam. She loves hanging out with her friends from school, and church. In a few weeks she will be...
The world was a shitty place. Not only was my sister on my case in the worst way, but I had a headache like someone had been testing nuclear weapons in my head, courtesy of a monumental hangover. The way Alice was going on at me it was hard to figure out which was worse. “You insulted my friend,” my sister Alice was saying for the hundredth time, loud and angry. “You were pissed and you insulted her. You embarrassed me you cretin. Look at you… you can barely open your eyes you were so pissed...
Straight SexJohn Castle sat in the Airport waiting the arrival of Molly his 24 year old daughter. He had lucked out getting a parking place close to the terminal and consequently had a bit of a wait before her plane was due to land. It was almost 5 years since the terrible event that had changed their lives. Maureen so dear to both of them as Wife and Mother had been killed instantly when a drunk driver ran a Red light. John and "Mo", as Molly called her before she could say Mom, had gone to grade school...
It had been a couple of days since my trip to the city and nothing much of note had happened, I had a quiet day planned as Lisa was out and had stayed over at a friend’s house so I had the house to myself, time to catch up on the dreaded housework. I sat drinking coffee in just my boxers as had no reason to dress and my phone pinged with an incoming message. It was from Cindy, “Morning Frank, need to get Molly a b/f, need your help, bunking off today can we visit? C xx” was the message and I...
This is a work of fiction featuring Male on Shemale sex... enjoy! I considered myself straight all my life. I say that because I recently had some experiences that changed my inner definition of myself. I met a girl at a local coffee shop. Actually, I saw her there every morning when I stopped in for my morning cup. I'd always admired her figure and beauty from afar, she was a very pretty redhead with a killer body and great taste in clothes. She was always wearing some kind of...
When I saw Molly through the mass of young bodies I almost did a double-take. It had been months, but I still had her face seared into my memory, especially that exuberant, half-drunk grin she had worn as she wiped a strand of cum off her cheek. I thought I was just seeing things. She was a roadside attraction in Cornland, not one of Florida's gloriously slutty party girls. But there she was again, ducking and weaving her way through the throng. Her face was flushed red. She waved...
Chapter OneMrs. Wilson had taken Molly from the orphanage years ago, and Molly knew she ought to be grateful: Mrs. Wilson could have hired a maid with some experience, and she had recently decided that Molly ought to be trained up in order to get a job as a paid companion someday. But Mrs. Wilson was strict, and Molly couldn't even count the number of times she'd been birched or whipped or otherwise punished for breaking some small object or rule.?Do you know why I have asked you to stand here...
Deep in her dream, Maggie was in the hayloft and the Woodson brothers had her bent over haybales pounding her tight young pussy. She hated them for raping her just two weeks ago but she hated more the fact that her pussy was enjoying their big dumb, redneck cocks buried deep in her cunt. She could take no more and exploded in orgasm, No, No, NOOO! Her eyes flew open and there in the bed beside sat Molly, staring in disbelief. “What are you doing? Are you OK?” asked Molly. “Ummm, yea, I’m...
I’d been friends with Molly for a couple of years at least, mainly because our desks were situated close to each other at work. We got along very well, but that was it really. Despite my finding her incredibly attractive, she never really showed any interest in me, so we stayed “just friends”. Once we’d gotten to know each other about as well as platonic friends can, we started to discuss ourselves in a little more intimate detail. It was nothing more than exciting conversations...
Straight SexThe third of a series of shorter tales featuring my mind-controlling protagonist. If you want to read about the protagonist and how his powers work, seek out my longer stories. This story was inspired by doorknob22, so thanks to him for his input. As always feedback is welcome. — All characters and events are fictional. Many are illegal, immoral and/or impossible. Never try this in real life. You do not have mental powers. ***** I’m an early riser, always have been. I seem to get by on...
‘Not everyone is going to love everything you do, Molly,’ I said staring at the heap of rejection letters in a box. ‘Yeah, well. Thanks. I’m pretty sure the last few weeks of collecting these letters have proven to me that I suck at what I thought was my art. I should have just stuck doing it for me.’ I watched as Molly dumped the letters into her paper recycling bucket at the end of her desk. I could tell she was on the verge of tears. ‘Is it that they didn’t like the drawings that makes...
He was just over eight-years-old and stuck at home for his summer vacation. All alone in his big home, without any parents or guardians. It was normal for him, but this time something in him changed. Little Toby Jones was a curious boy. He had no parents and lived with his extremely frugal grandparents, two tightwads who claimed that they couldn't afford to buy a lot of the things that he needed such as underwear and socks or even a TV. He was small for his age, and had long hair...
Molly has that look in her eyes that I know way to well now. It must be tied to why her brain energy looks normal for most people instead of what it normally looks like for Molly. As I moved in front of her she reached to pull my shorts off and play with my dick until I was hard. Then she scooted back on the bed, pulled the covers back, and patted the bed next to her. When I got in she pushed me on my back, moved her naturally hairless mons over my face, and then moved down on me to start...
Herbie, my best friend called me just as I was leaving to do some casual work on property surveys, like lines and laying out housing tracts for developers. Real estate is always good and busy in the San Diego area, it’s got a certain kudos ring to the address. I was glad of the occupation, not really hurting for money but it’s all useful and good money. Previously I had a dead boring job for an ambulance company, transporting little old men and ladies from their rest homes to the hospital and...
Larry and Maria are a couple who have been married for 5 years. Larry is a black man of mixed race heritage, his mother was French but his father was African. Maria, on the otherhand, is a very pale skinned beauty from England. They are both 30 years old, with Maria having had a baby just six months ago. Prior to having their baby, the couple were active participants in a partner swapping group, with Maria especially liking to hook up with the other wives for some carnal delights. Larry loved...
The Greyhound bus was only half full as it made its way into Iowa from Illinois. Most of the passengers were riding alone and stared out the windows at the fields of corn and soybeans that stretched to the horizon. Molly sat by a window toward the rear of the bus. She watched the farmers toiling in the fields as the bus cut through the vast countryside. This was Molly's first visit to Iowa. She was headed to her Aunt Ruth and Uncle Ben's farmstead near the town of Bentonville. Her Aunt Ruth was...
InterracialI've known Molly for years. I had a little crush on her in high school, 30 plus years ago. But nothing ever came of it.And then, we became just friends on FB, after a reunion some 10 plus years ago. Just casual.She lives in Minnesota, and I live in Florida (where we went to high school). Usually I see her, in person, maybe twice a year, when she visits. A group of friends get together and we go out to eat.But on this last visit, we found ourselves eating lunch together alone, when a few people...
Molly was a whore. Nothing she liked better than sex. She never lacked for a good fuck as she had a very hot body and men wanted her. She also liked kinky sex too. She would let them tie her, blindfold her and gag her and fuck her for as long as they could. On a good working night she would have clients from 8PM till 5AM. She loved 3 and 4somes and would even enjoy with a man and wife. She loved to give oral sex and loved to deep throat a big thick cock. Tonight she was meeting a man and his...
"Time for a break, Ned. I love your cum but it doesn't fill me up. Let's go to the mall and have some lunch." We had plenty of food in the house, but Mom never made me feed myself, never taught me how to fix a sandwich. I mean, it doesn't take any learning to do that, but she never made me do it. Before we left the house, Carrie and I went rummaging through my parents' bedroom and bathroom, looking for some condoms. We giggled as we searched, but it did no good; they apparently didn't...
Jamie was like most men and could be talked into almost anything by a pretty girl. That was never more evident than now—sitting in a small plane, looking at Molly with her beautiful, bushy brown hair sticking out under her helmet, blown in the fierce draft of the open door. Her smiling features looked excited, not frightened, and her incredible body looked ready to go, as always. In a few moments, she would jump out of this, perfectly functioning, plane, and he would follow her. Other than...
I’d been friends with Molly for a couple of years at least, mainly because our desks were situated close to each other at work. We got along very well, but that was it really. Despite my finding her incredibly attractive, she never really showed any interest in me, so we stayed “just friends”. Once we’d gotten to know each other about as well as platonic friends can, we started to discuss ourselves in a little more intimate detail. It was nothing more than exciting conversations...
Sarah was slut and that was just the kind of girls I aimed for, girls you could fuck and fuck until you were bored fucking them and the dump them without feeling bad, and then a week later I'd find a new one. That night was the last night I last fucked Sarah, she came over dress in a small white mini skirt, and a blue tank top fully exposing her hard 36' B's, She just walked in and started yelling at me for smelling like pot, I was really pissed, for I was almost sick of fucking her and...
My name is Molly and i'm a career driven lawyer who as just recently turned 30. As a result of being career driven through my late 20s, I have sacrificed relationships in order to acheive being a successful lawyer on partner track at my firm located in Newport Beach California. For most of the last 5 years I have trived in the high stress environment, however everyone in a while a girl needs to unwind. Today is Friday afternoon of the last longweekend of the summer and i just completed a big...
Group SexPartying with the Sorcerers' Guild By Bill Hart Larry stared at his best friend in stunned total disbelief. "You're kidding. Right? Let me see if I've got all of this straight, Mark. You want me... to dress up in the clothes of some girl so you can take me... as your date... to this weird party being thrown by some of your seriously spaced out nutcase friends." Larry crossed his arms over his chest. "Is that about it, Mark?" "My friends are not nutcases, Larry," replied Mark in...
Partying at the Frat House Across the Quad By Bill Hart "C'mon, Steve. Everybody's expecting you to show up," said Charlie. "You just must go tonight. We've all been studying way too hard and far too long for our exams. You, me, and just about everyone else around here are in serious need of a major break of routine. And that's exactly what this frat party tonight is supposed to be all about." "I _am_ not going tonight," replied Steve adamantly. "You know, I could almost...
100% fiction! I had been in town visiting family for over a month and regularly went out partying with my aunt Mauree. We usually drank all night and went home and passed out but, this night went a whole lot different. She was married and the marriage was so weird he worked all the time and she was always hitting on younger guys when we went out. I usually didn't let her take it too far. She oozes sexiness and her body is amazing in my eyes. She is 50, 5'11 big in all the right places with a...
IncestHe had been stalking me for almost four months now. My whole life had been turned upside down. I slept all day, fearing the nights. I had my phone number changed so many times it was ridiculous. My own mother couldn't keep track of me. It started innocently. Met him through a friend. At some stupid country western bar one cold January night. He said hello and I said hello back. Just being friendly. I left a few hours later, having only said hello. He wasn't even in my thoughts....
The world was a shitty place. Not only was my sister on my case in the worst way, but I had a headache like someone had been testing nuclear weapons in my head, courtesy of a monumental hangover. The way Alice was going on at me it was hard to figure out which was worse. “You insulted my friend,” my sister Alice was saying for the hundredth time, loud and angry. “You were pissed and you insulted her. You embarrassed me you cretin. Look at you… you can barely open your eyes you were so pissed...
Das habe ich nun davon Eigentlich hat es mich nur mal gereizt, wie es wohl ist, eine sehr mollige Frau zu sein. Wenn ich die dicken Frauen so beobachtet habe, wie sie ihre Gew?nder tragen, wie sie mit ihren strammen Schenkeln laufen, wie ist das so? Wie f?hlen sie sich dabei? Meine Neugier, einmal solche Kleidung zu tragen wurde immer gr??er. So beschloss ich, mir bei Ebay eine Ausstattung f?r mollige Frauen ab Gr??e 60 zu ersteigern. Eigentlich klappte alles auch ganz gut...
THIS STORY WAS POSTED ON XHAMSTER BY THE USER TreborCox WITHOUT MY PERMISSION. I WILL LINK IN THE COMMENTS WHERE THE STORY WAS POSTED AFTER I WROTE IT IN 2012Disclaimer: The following story is a complete work of fiction. If Victoria Justice and/or Ariana Grande just happen to do things like this in their personal lives…total coincidence. Read the story codes before reading the story.--The tapings were finished. The third season of ‘Victorious’ was now fully recorded. It was a long week as the...
Mollyann makes a videoMollyann finished her moves in front of the camera, then straightened up and walked round behind it.She hit playback, her large blue eyes studying the small screen at the back.“Oh shoot!” she swore, tossing her long blond curls in frustrationIrritated, she cleared the video and prepared to do another shoot.She was trying something new, making an aerobics video for her channel. So far it had not gone well, she was trying to do it alone, and had her camera on a tripod – but...
Since Connie’s party had been the impetus for this one, she had offered to help us put it together, helping to gather cowboy hats and other gear. She was in the kitchen displaying some very realistic gun-belts and peacemaker revolvers that a friend in the local theater group had lent her when I came in.“Lee,” Kara said, motioning me over. “Look at this stuff.”There was a stack of black hats on the counter next to the belts and several bandanas in assorted dark colors.“I’ve got your costume...
Well, my life has changed unrecognizably. Participating in the orgies was something I've never even dreamed about. Making love to my beautiful sister who up till then has hardly ever spoken to me unless we were arguing or fighting was a long lived dream come true, and then finding the photos that showed our parents fucking different people... The awkwardness of facing our parents after seeing the photos was real bad, and we had to hide it somehow. We just stayed more in our rooms avoiding...
-vibrations were sent through my desk as I received a text message- Hey Mike, it's Steph. Me, Sophie and Max wanted to know if you wanted to come to Satan's club tonight, I have four tickets and I was going to invite Becca, but you know how much of a lightweight she is and she turns into a mega slut when she is 'drunk'. Text back, much love, Steph xx I was surprised to get a text like this from Steph. Only two days ago, we had a massive argument about the past. We had a lot of history she...
Gay MaleThe effect of 'tina' had just washed over me. I had never felt such an exhilarating rush of horny in my life. Up to this point I had only ever used rush (amyl's) to enhance sex.But this was something completely new: sexuality and horniness washed over me in a way I had never imagined before. It was intense and relaxing at the same time.I was to be a party favour for a regular FB who was hosting three other tops. I was being pimped out and trialed to see if I was what this group wanted as a...
]One thing about Kara that amused me was how her libido increased exponentially with the consumption of alcohol. It could often lead to intense sexual activity. On more than one such occasion, the sexual activity didn’t even really include her.Connie, one of her friends from work was about to celebrate her forty-fifth birthday and Kara had discussed with me the possibility of doing a show for her and a few of her closest friends. I agreed, although I felt a little odd about performing the acts...
Despite Cassandra's efforts, I really didn't feel clean until I'd showered; after more or less presiding at the ladies' brunch, I excused myself and took one. By the time I was out and dry, most of the women had headed back off to Mimi's parents' place to start on preparations for day two of the barbeque. Mimi took me there and plopped me on the couch in front of the TV, where the baseball game was on, with another Bloody Mary. Mimi's dad looked up and smiled tolerantly, "You had...
Life went on, but not like before. Linda was in college, and yet there remained some kind of tension at home. Mainly between Mom and Dad. Me — I was still in a sour mood for the way Linda had 'dumped me' for Dad, although I kept reminding myself that no one owed anyone else a thing. It was a few weeks until the tension between Mom and Dad started ebbing away, and then seemingly disappeared. However Linda's phone conversations with Mom were very short and remained within the 'has to be...
any of the actresses mentioned below. This story is written down for enjoyment purposes only. Reese witherspoon woke up with a headache. She didn't know where she was. All she could feel that she was blindfolded. Not only that, she was tied to the bed with duct tape, unable to move her hands and legs. She also noticed that she was nude. A duct tape covered her mouth so that she shouldn't shout. All she remembered was going to a producer's home for some script reading of a film they were...
The door opened again and Aunt Betty trooped in, wearing nothing, carrying a tray. "Your breakfast order, Sir!" she announced, settling it over my lap as I scooted up to put my back against the couch back. Behind her was a Goth chick and one of the black girls, each carrying a pitcher. "How about a Bloody Mary?" Aunt Betty asked. Somebody turned on a real, honest to God lamp so I could see more than the light coming from the doorway afforded. "Yeah, that would be nice -- but water,...
I was exhausted in thirty minutes -- and had felt more tits and more asses than you could shake a stick at! Somebody decided that if I caught a girl I got to give her a good going over -- and suddenly (surprise!) everybody was a noisy swimmer! It's a wonder the water didn't boil with all of those hot pussies warming it! Even Betty and Kate played, got felt up, and giggled like teenagers... At the end of it, I got sent down to the rec room with Cassandra and Annette -- who were under a...
More pussy -- a shocking pink split in a dark chocolate expanse with a scratchy black pad of pubic fur. Kenya straddled my head and I watched her ass descend -- her lips were already puffy and swollen and I figured her fingers smelled like pussy. I went to work; I could tell without seeing it when they locked lips by the sounds they were making. Irene couldn’t go slow, apparently -- she got faster and faster and the “MMMMPH!” noises got louder and more urgent until they were muffled squeals...
The third person I ever had sex with was my husband so you couldn’t call me promiscuous. I lost my virginity aged 18 during a drunken student party and I was not at all impressed with the whole sex thing. The second man came along two years later; he was my first long term love, well a few months anyway. Then there was Paul, we dated; we got engaged and eventually married. I didn’t know and didn’t care if our sex life was good or not, it was good enough for me. We had and still do have sex...
So we went at a nice hotel in town, just a night away for a dinner and some fun. Away from home and the routine. We Rented a suite on the 10th floor and intended to just relax away the day and night We checked out the bar and took a seat in a leather ensconsed booth which was very cozy and private. I got a couple of drinks from, and made some small talk with the bartender. A nice guy about 25 yrs. old. It was early, about 4pm and we had the place to ourselves As I sat in our booth I noticed him...
We fade in in the middle of a quiet street, in the low-rise central area of a small midlands town, with one and two story buildings around us. To one side, a long flat warehouse/factory type unit, stocking and fitting tyres for local drivers, to the other, the town’s train station. Looking like a traditional old station, but rebuilt fairly recently. There’s a small car park between us and the station, and it’s almost full. We watch as a car drives down the road toward us, then turns into the...
The two had made it a day together. They turned a quick trip out to the mall into a girl's brunch that morphed into something else. They wanted the time away from things back home and the dreariness of domestic life. There was catching up to do; catching up on one another more precisely. One had moved in just down the street from the other and the two old gal pals could not have been more pleasantly surprised or happier.Barb and Mollie walked along through the promenade between the shops. They...
As a construction supervisor I meet all sorts of subcontractors. Working on a Saturday is not uncommon and often the subs bring their teenage sons along to learn the trade. This was the case when I met Dillon. Now I am a straight male but even I have to admit this boy was cute. Small boned, brown wavy hair to his shoulders, blue eyes and an engaging smile. At lunch time Dillon found me in the construction trailer and asked if he could talk to me. “Sure,” I said pushing a chair towards him. He...
Part 1 I had already experienced a number of threesomes in the past with my wife, about four I think. They had always excited me, I’d always got harder and lasted longer than at any other time we had sex together. I never analysed it very much at the time, about why it turned me on so much. I just knew it was going to be one of the most arousing nights of sex I was likely to enjoy – apart from one time when Julie seemed to be interested only in the guy we were with and I felt very much...
He was looking forward to going to Verna. It could only be for a limited time but there would be other visits. Even traveling a considerable distance, he thought it well worth the time, there was no sacrifice. Eventually, Verna started to come into view, he slowed his approach and savoured the anticipation, smiling at the butterfly sensation in his stomach. With all the thoughts, feelings and emotions during his advance he neglected to observe one very crucial thing. A mistake was made, a major...
one day i visited my cousin s****rs house. my cousin s****r was three years older then me. all the people in her house went out for a tour. it was 10.00pm. myself and my cousin were alone and we were in one room.my cousin went to change her night dress in bathroom. she came out she was too sexy.her boobs were so tight in the dress. her ass was so sexy.i became so horny.she bent down to take something down i saw her cleavage and i became so horny.we started talking.i thought of touching her...
August 7 th , 8:00 a.m. Los Angeles “Maggie, I want to go over what we have so far,” I said. “Beckey has a warehouse where she is importing dolls filled with pure cocaine from Bolivia. These dolls are not going through customs and are being delivered in small packages and probably to different locations. We don’t know how the money is being transferred but it’s probably cash all the way, and likely being transferred to the ship at the same time the dolls are picked up.” “Alan has gone to...
August 3 rd , 10:05 a.m. “Robert Eyestone, private investigations, this is Maggie, how can I help you?” “Is Mr. Eyestone in?” the voice on the phone asked. “He is not in at the moment, can I get your name and number and have him call you?” asked Maggie. “Please, this is Mrs. Beckwith, of Beckwith Importers. My number is 310-555-7600.” “He will call you as soon as he is able. Thank you Mrs. Beckwith.” “Hello, is this Mr. Eyestone?” asked Mrs. Beckwith. “Yes it is, how did you know it...
Alan picked up the phone and called the front desk and told them he was checking out and asked if they could send someone up right away with the bill. He began throwing his things together almost frantically, his mind racing as he packed. “If they don’t know I’m on to them they won’t be expecting me to leave right away,” he thought. His plan was to pay cash when the bill was brought up and avoid the lobby when leaving the hotel. Then he remembered Savanna. He ran to the door, opened it...
Introduction: It begins Introduction: It begins … Part 1 I had already experienced a number of threesomes in the past with my wife, about four I think. They had always excited me, Id always got harder and lasted longer than at any other time we had sex together. I never analysed it very much at the time, about why it turned me on so much. I just knew it was going to be one of the most arousing nights of sex I was likely to enjoy apart from one time when Julie seemed to be interested only in...
I went back to the office to find out what Maggie had for me. I needed more pieces to the puzzle and without going to Mexico to talk to Alan, Maggie was all I had at the moment. It was not yet 5:00 and Maggie was still at her desk typing into the computer. Without looking up she handed me a folder. “The list of properties you asked for,” she said. I took the file into my office and began to look it over. I discovered that the condo that Alan lived in was owned by Beckwith Importers. ...
August 5 th , 8:20 a.m. I went into the office early the next morning, anxious to get to work on the Beckwith case. As I entered the office I found Maggie at her desk. “Maggie, I need you to do your thing for me,” I said. “Alan Jankowski, we need to find him. Check for arrests, the morgue, hospitals, etc. Check planes, buses, trains, cruise ships, even rental car agencies. I suspect he is not dead but don’t leave any stone uncovered. I’m going to be out most of the day checking...
When they walked in the unlocked door, I froze like a deer caught in headlights. Although Carol was my girlfriend and we had great sex, I still enjoyed my closet dressing. Well one afternoon when no one was around, I took a bubble bath and pampered myself. Then I dressed entirely in Carol’s lingerie and sexiest short skirt. I was feeling sexy when in through the unlocked front door, Carol and her sister walked in, I couldn’t say or move a muscle. Carol and her sister just casually...
I met Missy when we were paired up to study my nursing class and we immediately became friends. On Fridays some of the class would meet up for happy hour and she brought along her room mate Anna. They are both beautiful, dark haired girls with perfect athletic bodies that I envied, as I am more on the thin side. We would always have fun as we got to know each but when my boyfriend and his friends would arrive they would leave soon after. I was telling Missy one afternoon that a couple of BF's...