Altered Fates The Fall to Grace
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The clouds raced by. The wounds where my wings had been burned off halfheartedly tried to flap and control the fall. The peerage of angels called it a fall from grace, and surely there was nothing graceful about the twisting burned nearly naked figure I made falling back to earth. I was still convinced that it would be worth it in the end. She had made quite the convincing case; getting caught trying to steal the crow of minds from the heavenly throne was just a small wrench in the plan. Now...
FantasyFallen from Grace Synopsis ? Left in charge of the mansion, the young daughter and her friend delight in severely punishing the servants. When his Lordship returns unexpectedly, they have to pay an unwelcome price for their misdeeds. ? ? Fallen from Grace ? by obohobo ? ? Warnings ? Please take note! ? The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. ? MF NC. Spanking ? If you are underage or offended by such material, or if viewing this file is...
Max Dexler sat on the edge of his desk idly leafing through a collection of CV`s. “Is this the lot Sue” “Yes Dad” said Sue returning with two coffees. “They`re a pretty sorry bunch, but there is one you might like” “And her name is…” “Grace Halifax Dad. The least qualified but weirdly the most appropriate” “Grace…Grace… Grace… ha here she is” said Max thumbing through the CV`s. “22 years old, and she`s a University student studying Pharmacy. That could be interesting. It`s been education...
My Grace by Pamela ([email protected]) I'm a pretty good-looking guy and women flirt with me a lot, so it's always been easy for me to have girlfriends. The problem is, these relationships are never very happy and never last very long. In fact, many of the women I date are disappointed in me because I'm not decisive. I don't make up plans for things for us to do or take control by suggesting which restaurant to eat at, or which show or movie to see. I seem to them like I'm...
For Robin and Grace, with love Tim Clarke took just a second to remember the moment. His daughter Grace sat beside him on the couch in front of the empty fireplace. She was looking at the cover of the book on her lap with the kind of concentration that only a seven-year-old can muster. He could smell the cookies that had just finished baking; a plateful was sitting on the mantle with the usual glass of milk. He could see the snow falling outside the house, the large flakes dancing in the glow...
IntroductionThis pure fantasy story has been written for two xhamster friends julialover (Mark) and mackeral (Uncle Mack) and their real or imaginary little girls Jade and Grace.None are related, but Jade always calls Mark 'Daddy' when she hasn't got a mouthful of cock and Grace calls her pervert 'Uncle', especially when he is eating her out.Jade and Daddy have been relocated from the US to Plymouth England to make the story work.Jade and Grace attend the Marine Academy in Plymouth; this takes...
? Graymangazer 2113 CONTROLLING GRACE. BY GRAYMANGAZERA young wife decides to live out her submissive fantasies under the control of another couple, against her husband’s wishes.Like any writer I thrive on feedback so please leave comments, good or bad, but please, if bad tell me what you don’t like.I also welcome E-mails at [email protected] 1.I pulled the car to a stop in...
For Robin and Grace, with love Tim Clarke took just a second to remember the moment. His daughter Grace sat beside him on the couch in front of the empty fireplace. She was looking at the cover of the book on her lap with the kind of concentration that only a seven-year-old can muster. He could smell the cookies that had just finished baking, a plateful was sitting on the mantle with the usual glass of milk. He could see the snow falling outside the house, the large flakes dancing in the glow...
Introduction: I Love Little Girls! It was just a few weeks ago, I decided to visit with my Step Mom and sister in Idaho. They live in a tiny little town Warm Lake. My dad past-away about 12 years ago when my adopted sister, Misha was only 3 years old, I was 23 at the time. I grew up with my natural mother but my whole life I visited Warm Lake as often as possible. I moved from Seattle to Northern California about a year after dad died. It had been almost 5 years since my last visit with...
I pulled into Jacks Corner, (The Store), to fill the gas tank and was greeted by several family friends who were hanging out in the bar that day. We talked while the attendant filled my tank and I caught up on some of the town gossip. After a few minutes I was ready to get back on the road and head to the house. Danielle and Misha live like most folks in that part of Idaho, in a mobile home. The lot is about 25 acres and the driveway is long and unpaved as are most in these parts. I pulled...
Saturday morning, my ex-wife Mary phoned out of the blue – we hadn’t spoken in ages. Would I take Grace, our youngest daughter for the weekend, as her new partner was staying the night and she didn’t fancy trying to explain to a 10 year old that Mummy was now a lesbian. They arrived a little later, dropping off Grace with a small overnight bag of clothes, but making it clear that she needed a new bikini if we were to go swimming, and some new underwear would be useful. Alia, our oldest – now a...
Another Friday night has come upon us as I invited over my best friend Marcus to spend the weekend with. We decide we want to have some fun so we invite Grace to spend the weekend with us. I'm still the only guy Grace had ever fucked. After my 14th birthday, Grace and I had hung out several times after to fuck. She had gotten adventurous the last few times and she had me fuck her in the ass. She enjoyed it and had expressed several times that she would want to do two guys at once. Madison...
Chapter One - Grace "You know that you deserve this, correct?" A stern male voice admonished from beyond the closed door. "...Your k**ding me, right?! Like, there's no way you can do this! It was my first time!" A haughty, insolent young girl replied. That comment elicited a smirk from the administrative assistant sitting to the left of Grace. Grace brushed a loose lock of luxurious purple hair from her visage as she wondered why the lady behind the computer was finding the conversation...
I’m not sure when it first hit me that she was no stranger to me, and it took several weeks longer to realize the entire disturbing truth. But why am I awake and why did I wake to this thought? I don’t think I was dreaming anything about this. Or was I? I do remember something like this in a dream, but was that just now or last week? Get a grip, girl. Either snap awake or drift back off into sleep. Angel has buried her furry little muff into my neck. She’s tickling me with her whiskers, which...
Shane climbed the stairs up to the sortation floor, taking advantage of being out of sight for a while to relax since he was at a slow, tedious point of the day. He couldn’t resist a quick glance toward Grace’s computer station when he hit the top. He’d hardly ever seen her until she bid into the operator job, and wondered how in the hell he’d missed her in the couple of years she’d worked in the warehouse. She’d proven a godsend to everyone farther down the line too, as the last operator at...
InterracialGrace was walking to her car. Classes were out for the summer. She had finished some last minute administrative paper work that needed to be turned in to officially end the semester. The papers were in and she was free until mid-August. Over two months for her to do whatever she wanted. Free from the rigid schedule she had to keep. Free from the immature college students that thought they knew it all, or knew they did not know anything. God, what a relief. She often thought to herself that she...
ReluctanceMo rode in a fury through the car park after Grace. It was just typical of that brazen Italian bitch hoe that she’d tricked him into saying he already had a bike, so that he’d be the only one on a mountain bike, with its huge, slow knobbly tyres, while everyone else had a road-racing bike. He didn’t even have cleats on his shoes, so he could only push the pedals on the downstroke while the girls could power the upstroke too. They’d pulled that trick on Paul as well, he could see. Well ......
Grace and I had known each other for a very long time, seventeen years in fact. In all that time, though we’d loved each other for at least fifteen of those years we’d never consummated our love. There were reasons: when we first met, I was married and I loved my wife. Later, by the time my wife’s constant infidelity had destroyed that love, Grace was married and in love. Later still, when I was divorced Grace was still married, albeit unhappily, but hanging in there for the sake of her kids. ...
Frank and Grace: Frank's POV Frank strained at the ropes which bound him, making sure that escape was not possible. He lay there in anticipation seeing nothing - his eyes were closed under the blindfold - and saying nothing - the gag in his mouth would keep him from saying anything intelligible, so he chose to say nothing. He could hear Grace in the distance rummaging through a box (at least he imagined it was a box). At these moments, Frank has found himself thinking about a lot of things -...
Another little story from the past that some might like.A couple of years ago while we were taking a short beak in Kefalonia we met a Woman named Grace who was on holiday with her elderly parents. We first got talking to her while we were around the swimming pool where we found out that she was recently divorced and her parents had treated her to the holiday to help her get over the break up. We had already noticed her earlier in the holiday when Mrs O had playfully accused me of eyeing her up...
As the plane touched down and motored over to where it could be serviced, we stood around less than five minutes waiting for the courtesy van to take us to long-term parking. We cruised the lot until we found the two Broncos next to my dad’s 1976 Cadillac Sedan Deville, I had keys to the blue Bronco, and so I unlocked the doors. We put all the luggage in my truck Pam and my ladies got in her truck, My parents and their ladies got in the Caddy; they let me drive my own truck Whoopee! We all...
Pressure was the first thing that hit me – literally – as I groaned reluctantly back to the waking world. Rolling over under the familiar duvet, my forearm draped over my eyes and shielded me from the world that seemed so harsh. My head throbbed so painfully I almost feared my skull might pop like an over-stretched novelty balloon. Cautiously, I opened my eyes and winced, whining as the burning light of day seared into my brain. Through a determination that surprised me, I managed to open my...
Straight SexWe could hear the music from the Pavilion as we approached. It looked like they had a good turnout, as most of the ranch guests seemed to have shown up for the dance. There were quite a few older couples dancing, but the girls were all in a bunch at one end. However, Nicky and Grace were not with them. I scanned and located them still in Nicky's room back at the Lodge. I went to where the girls were seated and bowed. "May I have this dance?" I asked the group. "Who are you asking?"...
This is the story of Toby and Grace, workmates who were thrust together to install a new computer system, and to train the staff in its use. The difficulty for both of them was that the location was on the other side of the country, and the engagement time was 4 weeks. Their employer placed them in a hotel for the 4 weeks. For Grace it was the first time that she had been away from her husband of 10 years. Steve and her had been high school sweethearts from the age of 15 when they started...
Shane climbed the stairs up to the sortation floor, taking advantage of being out of sight for a while to relax since he was at a slow, tedious point of the day. He couldn't resist a quick glance toward Grace's computer station when he hit the top. He'd hardly ever seen her until she bid into the operator job, and wondered how in the hell he'd missed her in the couple of years she'd worked in the warehouse. Good timing, he thought as he caught sight of her. She was bent over, looking at...
Tina was, and for that matter still is, my niece. My sister-in-law’s daughter. She was a stunning girl from an early age and no, I did not take advantage of her at all when she was young and vulnerable but I must admit to having stirrings in the loin when she sat on my lap and wriggled when I tickled her, or when I read her a bedtime story and she would sit, enthralled, listening, her knees pulled up to her chest exposing herself. It was very tempting but I resisted.I used to tell my wife...
So I was a twin. I hesitated a long moment as I considered what Grace had just told me. "Are there other siblings I haven't met yet?" I wondered. Grace just sat there patiently watching me as she waited for me to respond. "Nicky?" I finally asked. "Of course!" she exclaimed with delighted glee. "And I think she's wonderful! She has been so worried about you. Almost every evening after I got off work, she was here. She was afraid of losing you too." I frowned at that. I really...
Grace sits in her car, looking at the diamond encrusted “Gracie” pendant around the white gold necklace that Ryder had given her. She plays with the pendant between two of her leather gloved fingers, absent mindedly, like she always does when lost in deep thought. Tonight was going to be different, a change, something new and hopefully exciting for both her and Ryder. She steps from her car and softly closes the door. Grace feels like a new woman, different, being clothed in all black; a...
Taboo© Copyright 2002 It is rare for me to revisit a cast of characters, generally once a story is completed I move on to the next. However, in this case there has been such a demand for a follow on story that I felt compelled to attempt it. I'm afraid it is a little long and starts very slow. Scorpio00155 It had been two months since my wife Sam's fall from grace with the man Steve in a night club. That night had been one of shock, guilt and inexplicable excitement for both of us. In...
As this is my very first story post, please bear with me but all feedback would be gratefully welcome - please, please comment. This is based on a true story that happened to me and my reason for posting is to demonstrate my resultant love for ebony women.A few years ago I took a holiday in Kenya – principally to go on a safari, but the last few days were spent at a beach resort near Mombasa. The hotel was right on the beach which was frequented by the usual groups of hawkers selling local...
It had been 3 satisfying months since I first made Grace my mistress and I craved her as badly as I did before I fucked her. Because of her age and school restrictions I didn’t see as much of her as I liked but I made sure she regularly got flowers and gifts and I arranged for her to have a car at her disposal. I don’t think this would’ve been possible had her family been just a little more observant but she went to boarding school and her parents trotted her out at dinners and social functions...
Grace’s unhappiness didn’t have a name. It was a shapeless, faceless thing. And yet, it was a feeling that had lain inside her, dormant or otherwise, for her entire life. It was never far away, even in the better times. She berated herself for giving it houseroom. She had it lucky, had it easy, compared to many. She had a job she was good at, that paid enough. She felt her colleagues liked her. She was fairly healthy, and more attractive to men than she would ever admit to herself. And yet…and...
On the continent of Aerent, life was simple and uneventful to most - maybe not exactly safe, depending on where they lived, but simple all the same. Barely developed, most settlements kept to themselves, smaller villages littered throughout the continent of lush greenery, with only the occasional traveling peddler keeping villages informed of what was going on outside their limited scope. Every so often, a kingdom or empire would spring up somewhere far away, but by the time news...
*** Have you ever experienced what it’s like to live in a living hell? Well, I have, and I’m still gazing into the deep abyss while it stares right back. I sit in silence with nothing but the soft hum of the heater running in the background. Thoughts roam my head as the cold air buffets outside, the strong breeze ringing in my ears as it whistles by the windows. God, why is it so fucking cold? I think to myself. I try to relax, but my body only becomes heavier, the stresses of life weighing...
“Grace, that’s lovely. Let me have a look at you, Grace.” She pulled my hood back and took off my hat she pulled down my bun and ran her fingers through my ratty red hair. “When we get back to Chicago we are taking you to the Spa! Do you have a Family?” “I had a brother.” “Had, I’m sorry my little sugar plumb. Why don’t you close your eyes and lean on me and we will be home in no time.” I did as she said. I had not slept so well in years. I woke up to sunlight in my eyes, a reflection off...
His hands slowly moved from my waist down to my ass and he began to gently rub. “You’re not supposed to be doing that.” I knew he could hear me, even over the loud, thumping music the DJ was playing. Still, he refused to answer me for several seconds. “C’mon, I just want to get my money’s worth, I’ve been watching you dance all night and I just wanted a little feel.” There was only about a minute left in the song and the lap dance would be over. It was just easier to be a trooper and get...
Anne-Marie was dressed as neatly as she could be; just back from work she had decided to make her request whilst she still felt business-like and efficient. Now after having removed her jacket she stood in just a pale lemon silk blouse and the short pin stripe skirt which terminated a good three inches above her knee. Her hand shaking just a little she reached her right index finger - it's nail expertly French manicured - to press the door bell. There was a dull uninteresting electric...
What had I done? Oh my god, I cannot believe that I willingly had sex with our family pet... and enjoyed it. Maybe that is the source of all this turmoil inside of me. Had I had submitted to Mike's deviate fantasy and was sickened, then maybe this guilt would disappear. But no! I had enjoyed the little beast pounding his hard cock into my wet cunt over and over. Now when I see our dog Pepper as he trots around the house, my eyes fall to his furry sheath as it wiggles beneath his belly. Then...
Silently I cursed the client sitting across the table from me, he was waffling on telling dirty stories and laughing at his own jokes, every now and then he'd drop a hint that he wouldn't mind going to a strip club, but I let those slide on by. The business part of the meeting had been concluded almost two hours ago, but this guy just didn't seem to want to leave and I didn't dare upset him by asking him to do so, his contract was worth to much to do that. Giving a hint of my own I looked...
NOTE 1: A special thank you goes to my two editors (Estragon and Steven B) who made this work A LOT better than it originally was…as usual. NOTE 2: This is my Earth Day contest story. The story is a mind control, revenge, lesbian story…that also saves the environment. Enjoy and vote… * ‘Fucking oil spill,’ Victoria muttered, looking down from her office to the street below. ‘There must be 10,000 fucking protesters there. Sure, I gave the order. Sure, I fired the man who actually told me...
“Fucking oil spill,” Victoria muttered, looking down from her office to the street below. “There must be 10,000 fucking protesters there. Sure, I gave the order. Sure, I fired the man who actually told me there was a problem. It’s not like I expected the thing to blow and cause those deaths and this mess. Now to figure out how many more people I have to pay off.” Victoria was the CEO of Epic Oil and it was their oil spill in Florida that had caused this massive rally, aptly timed for today,...
Lesbian"Fucking oil spill," Victoria muttered, looking down from her office to the street below. "There must be 10,000 fucking protesters there. Sure, I gave the order. Sure, I fired the man who actually told me there was a problem. It's not like I expected the thing to blow and cause those deaths and this mess. Now to figure out how many more people I have to pay off." Victoria was the CEO of Epic Oil and it was their oil spill in Florida that had caused this massive rally, aptly timed for...
My husband worked hard to provide for us. We had no children yet, and since he was only twenty-eight, and I was only twenty-five, we had decided to wait until we were in our early thirties. Our thinking was that we would be more 'set' in life and able to better take care of our kids then. Well then I messed up my marriage in a very real, painful, and probably unforgivable way. It all started one afternoon. Cleaning my husband's home office, I stumbled across a magazine. It had letters from...
The First Week of August I woke up to the worst day of the year. Not only was it a Monday, but school started that day. I was getting ready and still half asleep when I realized it might have been the best day of the year. I’d be picking Fallon up at seven thirty. I took a bit more care in choosing my wardrobe and chose a hunter green Hang Ten polo shirt, brown cords, and Topsiders. If you were a surfer, it’s what you wore. I grabbed the latest issue of Surfer magazine, stuffed it in my back...
Grace sits in her car, looking at the diamond encrusted “Gracie” pendant around the white gold necklace that Ryder had given her. She plays with the pendant between two of her leather gloved fingers, absent mindedly, like she always does when lost in deep thought. Tonight was going to be different, a change, something new and hopefully exciting for both her and Ryder. She steps from her car and softly closes the door. Grace feels like a new woman, different, being clothed in all black, a...
I remember when I first started to pay attention to my pussy hair. It was many years ago, when I first began seeing Evert. He was a few years older than me and liked everything to be ‘just so’. He had encouraged me to wax my bikini line and trim my pubic hair into a neat little triangle. Of course, I had been too shy to think about going to have it done professionally, back then, but Evert was already experienced in manicuring his own ‘bits’ and applied the strips of cloth to the wax and ripped...
ReluctanceSlutty Fallon freshly creamed by her boyfriend outside her home; gets double wicked by the security instillation guys rewiring her parent’s mansion....Fallon was uncomfortable and it had nothing to do with the lax security she had encountered when arriving home after college. The back gate was unarmed. Now the back door opened without their family pin. Fallon thought, oh well I won’t dob in the cleaner.She adjusted the wet patch in her knickers again. God her arsehole still felt good but Jarryn...
An author favorite : a story I grappled with and thought I shouldn’t write but was glad I did...enjoy. There are nymphomaniacs then there is Fallon. Our lass take on four lads in a gang bang under the big bridge as the full majesty of the Aurora Australis lights up the night sky....There was a rare energy everywhere this particular night. It was in the reverberating cylinders of Jarryn’s supped up i*****lly modified car. Copiously coarse get up and go in the snide loads of crass nonsense...
PROLOGUE PROLOGUE ??????????? The State of Grace was a new colony, formed after the second civil war of the UnitedStates had almost destroyed everything.? The State was lenient as far as laws go.? Many of the more frivolous laws were removed from the books, especially ones that were based in the theocratic form of government that eventually led to the war.? Prostitution was legal but heavily regulated and as long as all of the adults involved were consenting, they could do just about...
"Hey Barb," Colin said over the phone, "how's it going?"It had been five days since that night, that intense, orgasmic, traumatic, horrible night where they'd fucked me, made me beg and whimper, had stripped away my illusions, and reduced me, as they had so many other times, to sodden, satiated, fucked out cumholes. But that last time had been different, intensely different. They'd known.Here's the thing. Colin was a scumbag. One night, he'd tried to slip me roofies. I'd spotted...
The next morning came so quick I had to ask myself did I even go to sleep. As I showered last night I just freshened up, got dressed even I had to admit these girls dressed me well. When the girls came down I told them we would be doing dinner at my parent’s house. I called mom to ask her, if tonight was spaghetti night? She said, “Yes it is if I was going to be there.” I asked her “If we needed to bring anything?” “No just a big appetite,” was her response. I let her know it would be just...
So I knew my stepmom would be really horny after a while. ”see you soon Jon im heading to Chicago for 3 Weeks”. Ok bye dad I hugged him and left to my room. after about half an hour my stepmom grace walked in. ”hey Jon” . I looked up and said hello. This is going to be the first time your father leaves us alone and I think this will be a good time for me and you to get to know each other. Yea I think so to. ”good well im going to order a pizza for us to eat im to lazy to cook today. Ok. All I...
"Buenos dias, Señora Warner," Juana chanted, "Chu are a-wake airlee dees morning." She placed a coffee cup and saucer on the table where Gloria always sat and poured it full of the magic black elixir. She resumed humming her song and hurried to the refrigerator to get the cream; the sugar was already on the table. "What can I make for chu dees morning, Señora?" "Don't go to any trouble for me," Gloria answered. "Eet would be a plai-sure, Señora." Gloria stole a glance and Juana...
It was early in July, around the tenth, and my brother Randy was out of town for two weeks, attending some football camp. Randy was the quarterback at our high school, and good enough already that he'd had college coaches calling and coming out to our house to talk to him and my dad about their athletic scholarships, and Randy's future prospects. I'm Tom, only fifteen years old, and nothing at all like Randy. Where he is tall, intelligent, very athletic and good looking, I am five foot...
....and here IS the story as recounted to me by the delightful old lady, Bettina.The early morning spring sunshine lights up a pretty country scene. Whitewashed cottages line a neat and tidy village street. ElizabethSchmidt is in the local shop to buy provisions, but times are verydifficult, and even though she trims her shopping list to the bare minimum,she finds that she doesn't have enough money. Prices seem to be rising bythe day and her account at the shop is already too much for her to...
"Headmaster Matthew, why isn't anyone here today?" she asked. Startled he looked up from his bible. "Oh, Katie. It’s only you. You scared the daylights out of me," he said. "Everyone is at home. Today was a mandatory meeting for the teachers. It's over now so I'm the only one here." Katie's face slowly changed from surprise to aggravation. "Why wasn't I told there was no school today?" "Well," Matt said, "since you've been absent for the last two days, and you...
Tell me about any girl who hasn’t caught out a guy perving on her butt flesh under a short dress as she is going up the stairs. I knew some prick’s eyes were ogling me before I fully turned around.Still I hadn’t chosen the most private spot to check out the clear damp patch on the back of my shortish yellow dress. Well I had hurriedly chosen a light sheer fabric to wear in my rush out the door and even worse I hadn’t got to change my cum saturated skimpy pink panties after nearly being caught...
I heard so much about Chuck. Lucie was so excited about him. It has her first real relationship. She had a boyfriend before but it didn't really last. It seems she was head over heals all over Chuck. I haven't had a chance to meet him yet, but I'm glad to finally get to meet the man that's having such an impact on her life. Lucie is everything I wasn't in my teens. Smart, intelligent, driven with a bright promising future. My daughter is everything I wasn't and being a polar opposite to me, I...
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