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So my daughter called me and asked me to come live with my grand daughters until they got out of high school and into the college of their choice. That would mean, of course, that my chosen life style would come to a complete halt. What a question she had asked of me and I didn’t know how to answer. But I wanted so much to see my daughter happy that I told her that I would think about it. Carol, my oldest daughter, was a dependant child from the beginning. She was very bright from her...
Ivana arrived as usual and on time to clean Mrs. K’s house. Mrs. K opened the door with her normal smile but saw that Ivana was looking rather more cross than usual. When Ivana walked into the hallway, and Mrs. K had closed the door, she turned and asked, "Is everything okay, Ivana?”Mrs. K was wearing a floral sleeveless dress with a hem a few inches above her knees. She wasn’t plump but wasn’t slim either, and Ivana thought that she looked lovely in her dress. Ivana was wearing a...
SpankingThe Pain and Pleasure Journals By Estaban Bacca (All rights reserved. Copyright 2004 by EstabanBacca) Prologue My name is of no importance to these journals. My history is that of almostany young woman of my generation. There is nothing startling or unusual init indicating a predilection for the dark side. My place of birth, my childhood,my time at the university, these are all totally immaterial. This is not amemoir or a biography. If you continue to read, you will have to accept the...
Our first born, my son, lives in Central Oregon in a small town called Sisters right on the east side of the Cascade Mountains. He is a teacher out there and is married with two children, a boy who is 15 and a girl who is a senior in high school and just turned 18. My second born lives on the east coast of Florida and she also has two children; two daughters ages 14 and 17. She is divorced from an abusive marriage but does quite well as a surgical nurse in the largest Hospital in the...
[This issue is dedicated to my writing buddy, Eric. May you live long and prosper!] Caleb Jones presents... Excerpts from the upcoming Post-Great Shift issue of The TV Guide (All copyrights are reserved to the proper owners.) TV Guide Picks of the week: Xena, Warrior Prince As a result of all the body-swapping of last week's show, Xena, now inside the body of Hercules, the son of Zeus; and Gabrielle, now occupying the body of her former best friend and new husband Xena,...
It had been nearly two years since I'd left, going straight into the service out of high school. It felt good to be home again, though it was still going to feel different even then. For one, dad had died the year I had graduated. That alone had made my leaving all the harder on mom, but she at least had a sister she was very close to, who had seen her through much of that difficult time. Though she lived an hour away from where we did, mom never failed to at least travel to see her once a...
The Dogging Diaries Diary Entry: July, 2009 "Guys, guys, guys! Settle down. This girl will open her legs for the whole room. As long as you're treating her well and keeping her as the center of attention, she's yours to do with as you please. Just make sure you don't treat her too well." The room laughed. "You can fuck her, cum on her, cum in her, slap her, spank her, she's fucking hot and she will go all night if you can." I could hear Ryan getting the crowd of guys...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
The Christian Female Discipline JournalE.E. Norcod, D.D., Ph.D., EditorFacilitating the Submission, Obedience and Discipline of Girls and Women Throughout the Christian WorldVolume X, Number v, May 2003Editor’s Forward to the Issue In this issue of the CFDJ we continue our series of the Christian Discipline Diaries, one of our most popular features. These are reports from our congregations who are out there spreading the Word of the Strict Observance Bible Evangelical Church of Christ...
Friday, April 16, 2010 Just got home from my first "Pussy Party". Fortunately no one saw me come in and I quickly got into the shower to wash off before anyone come smell me. I reeked of pussy. Lydia and I got to the apartment about six and was greeted at the door by this big butch lesbian who first looked at us with suspicion then let us in. We were a little nervous. The place was filled with all these naked women of all shapes and sizes. Within minutes we were hit on by several women. One...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
I was sitting at my desk at work and looking at my co-workers. There were sixteen of us the large open area. The boss didn't like cubicles; he said that they cut down on employee interaction and he thought it inhibited productivity. I was sitting there looking at the nine men and seven women — there used to be thirteen men, but that comes later in the story — and I wondered if the men were like me and the women like my wife. What secrets were there that I couldn't see? Were the men as...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I don’t get out much. It isn’t because I am a wild, rampant nymphomaniac whose sole object in life is to fuck anybody and everybody I can lure through the door via the internet and sex lines (although I am sure there are many of you who were hoping I was). Nor is it because I am so agoraphobic that I cannot cross the threshold into the Huge Outdoors without sacrificing three goats, turning round 16...
First TimeThis story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.One day, anybody who is lucky enough reaches a point when they can finally say they had their first kiss (a proper full-on grown-up-type snog). The first of my friends to have theirs was Jo. All my other friends followed on after that. It is safe to say I might possibly be a late starter – my first kiss was well over an entire decade later than Jo’s. I was thirty two. Thirty two! Thirty, sodding,...
First TimeMera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Subject: Journal of a Party Girl -#1 *All of the stories in the Party Girl Journals are True…just the names have been changed to protect the Naughty…:) * Dear Journal…. Last Saturday night was fantastic! I am in charge of the kitchen where my group holds our Pleasure Parties. It is also part of my job to meet and greet newbies, and make them feel at home within our little lecherous family. So, fortified with kisses, hugs, and gropes, I was nicely hot and ready to rock. After I set up my...
Subject: Journal of a Party Girl -#1All of the stories in the Party Girl Journals are True...just the names have been changed to protect the Naughty... Dear Journal.... Last Saturday night was fantastic! I am in charge of the kitchen where my group holds our Pleasure Parties. It is also part of my job to meet and greet newbies, and make them feel at home within our little lecherous family. So, fortified with kisses, hugs, and gropes, I was nicely hot and ready to rock. After I set up my kitchen...
Group SexThere was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
"There's a train leaving to Sprawlish Rabbiton in five minutes. If I get on it, and make it back for the Nine O'Clock to Shedclip, how long will I have in Sprawlish Rabbiton, please?"The ticket inspector winked at me."Long enough for a cheeky pint.""That's exactly what it's for," I smiled. "I'm hoping to meet up with someone.""A cheeky pint and a snog," he laughed."You're good!" I blushed, shocked that he knew exactly what I was up to."I do this all day, every day," he told me. Quickly, he...
First TimeHe watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
I headed up on I-95 until turning west on I-10, pulling my big 5th wheel behind my duel cab pickup traveling back towards my ol’ stomping grounds in Arizona. It would take me several days of traveling before I got my driving stamina back, but since I had all the time in the world to get out to Oregon and my son’s house in Sisters, it really didn’t matter how many miles I put on in a day. I really didn’t mind the solitude of driving by myself because I had time to think, to plan and to...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
P arty Girl Journal’s # 5 *All of the events in the Party Girl Journals are real..just the names have been changed to protect the Naughty.* At my place of pleasure I helped fulfill a long held fantasy for a new friend. It had been his desire,(and half the men in America’s desire) to be blindfolded, and ravaged by several women at once. But…he had another burning desire as well that no one knew of, even his Prudish wife. He secretly wanted to have a Bisexual experience, but was terrified to...
P arty Girl Journal’s # 5 All of the events in the Party Girl Journals are real..just the names have been changed to protect the Naughty. At my place of pleasure I helped fulfill a long held fantasy for a new friend. It had been his desire,(and half the men in America’s desire) to be blindfolded, and ravaged by several women at once. But…he had another burning desire as well that no one knew of; even his Prudish wife. He secretly wanted to have a Bisexual experience, but was terrified to...
Group SexThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestHi guys! You all know me. Don’t you? I am Malvika Kapoor, 39 from Mumbai. Those who haven’t read my previous stories, go on read them after reading this one and I am sure you will have a good time. I am a married woman. I have a wonderful life as a wife and as a mother. I think I am performing my duties well. I have a pretty good sex life with my husband which more or less consists of about two sex positions: missionary and doggy. I usually do not cum with him and this is why I take a shower...
Karan had never seen such an odd expression on her face. She came closer to him, close enough for them to feel their breaths on each other’s face. Her lips parted. She touched her nose with his, before closing her eyes. Karan’s lips parted too. He moved closer to her on the bed and eliminated the little space that remained between them, pressing his lips to hers. Karan moved his lips on hers, sucking her lower lip. She responded with a moan. He was able to appreciate the meaning of the phrase...
When the world looks unto you as an inspiration, it must be classified as something great. Isn’t it? Is Malvika a creation of God? Is she the incarnation of Goddess of Sex? Some of these questions raged my mind when I first started chatting with her as her reader. I knew she had a very active fan base with her writing skill highlighting her sexual genius. It was difficult not to believe of her having a huge fan base. When you see the people as her readers Rahul and Rohit, she choose people who...
Hi folks! How are you doing? This is Malvika Kapoor with another story of my adventures. We live in unwanted circumstances and remain unhappy but we don’t want to change them. We fear of our closed ones, the society but we don’t fear the true spirit of being. We are meant to be adventurous but we lose that spirit and try for gathering the comforts all our lives. I have made my decisions. I won’t compromise now with my adventurous spirit and will do whatever it takes to please myself. You know...
This is only my second story. Had the idea for this in my head for a while but needed to work out the kinks (no pun intended). As much as I loathe seeing "part one of nineteen" of stories here, I think this might have the potential to be a series. Interested in your thoughts and feedback. As always, please be firm, but gentle. Kisses. The Vamp-Ire Diaries This was easily just as good as everybody said it was, thought Taylor as the buxom young co-ed with pinup girl looks gave him...
Sant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
My departure was delayed by my grand daughter, or to put it more distinctly, my growing lust for my beautiful young grand daughter that kept my departure on hold until I felt the coldness of winter coming on and I knew that I had to leave. But her allure made it difficult or nearly impossible to take that first step towards the east, but as I made a solemn vow to meet up with her once again before the year ended, I slowly headed my pickup down the road, pulling my 5th wheel on to my next...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
Emma : 5ft 10inches, long brown hair with blonde highlights, attractive but not showy, recently left school, training to be an accountant. Monday 3rd May 2021. So, that weekend was a wash out. Supposed to be going up to Leeds for a weekend with Joe. Looking forward to a birthday shag. Got my negative test on Friday, then a call from Joe Friday night to say he had a positive so couldn’t go. Frustrated all weekend, had to resort to my vibrator which only made me more frustrated, l need a...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.There is a time in every lass's life when she imagines what a big, hard cock-pounding would be like. There is also a time when she can't get hold of a cock for love nor money. And what does she do, in such a situation? She buys a vibrator. Or a dildo. Or a banana. Or maybe, if she's ambitious, a cucumber. I'm sure some lasses consider purchasing a marrow, too, but in my opinion, that's stretching it a...
First TimeLet me tell you one of my fetishes. I do like shemale porn, but only if they looked very feminine and not the ones looking like cross-dressers. Let me challenge you to guess my age. During one of my hopeless days, I came across this person in social media, she was a trans-woman. She spoke very nicely and sensibly. We exchanged numbers and texted for some days, got to know each other. One day she herself asked for a meet. I too was interested and said okay to it. We decided to meet in a mall....
After Shoba left the house, I kept thinking about her. I felt bad to have rushed through without realizing how it might affect her. I texted her the same evening but again, got no replies. Back home things didn’t go as planned. The cook’s kid got sick and was admitted in a hospital there in Assam. So she had to stay back. I also asked the maid to spend some more days at her place. But I gave them both their salaries. Life again got monotonous. Although Shoba texted back, she avoided any kind of...
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I’ve always been a bit of a loner. Even in my daydreams, which largely featured a handsome prince who saw me completely differently to how I really am, more time was spent waiting and dreaming of him in those solitary imaginings than I did actually with him in them. I believe that was prophetic, leading into (or perhaps from?) pathetic. When it comes to sex, with two startling exceptions, all of that...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. One day, anybody who is lucky enough reaches a point when they can finally say they had their first kiss (a proper full-on grown-up-type snog). The first of my friends to have theirs was Jo. All my other friends followed on after that. It is safe to say I might possibly be a late starter – my first kiss was well over an entire decade later than Jo’s. I was thirty two. Thirty two! Thirty, sodding,...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. There is a time in every lass’s life when she imagines what a big, hard cock-pounding would be like. There is also a time when she can’t get hold of a cock for love nor money. And what does she do, in such a situation? She buys a vibrator. Or a dildo. Or a banana. Or maybe, if she’s ambitious, a cucumber. I’m sure some lasses consider purchasing a marrow, too, but in my opinion, that’s stretching it...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I don’t get out much. It isn’t because I am a wild, rampant nymphomaniac whose sole object in life is to fuck anybody and everybody I can lure through the door via the internet and sex lines (although I am sure there are many of you who were hoping I was). Nor is it because I am so agoraphobic that I cannot cross the threshold into the Huge Outdoors without sacrificing three goats, turning round 16...
My name is Melvin or Mel for short except when I dress up as a girl and then I’m Melani. I am 14 live with my single Mom and enjoy my summers because I have nothing to do except pursue my passion, sex. There are three things I like to do and I can’t say that I prefer one or the other. I love the feeling of a hard cock in my hands and mouth; I love to feel a hot, wet pussy grip my tongue and I love dressing up like a girl. I’m well known at the Thrift Store for picking out cloths for my...
Don't worry, I will always answer your so nice and hot messages... :-)))) It's only that I don't have always time to answer you immediately but be sure that you make me wet... :-PPPP Sorry but I prefer to don't tell you from which side of the world I'm writing, that was in the deal with my husband. I hope and wish that you understand. Who knows maybe one day you will suck my nipples and not only... :-))) Never say never... :-))) Yes I think so that it's tough move go into therapy with your wife...
Hi fellas, this is Nathan, 25 years old gentleman who loves exploring kinks with other people. I usually surf around the web to connect with people who are into cuckold and other fetishes. I have my fair share of experience meeting people and being part of their fantasies. A lot of Indians pose themselves as cuckold but are merely fake ones. I have had the most enjoyable experience with white people who really enjoy sex and are straightforward about what they want. So, while surfing the web,...
Diary Excerpt One: “Following the threat of a sexual harassment lawsuit, the second such threat levied against me by two separate Personal Assistants the suits in HR, in light of my skills and results, decided to give me one last chance before they would be forced to take additional disciplinary actions. In an effort to reduce the likelihood of a repeat scenario they decided to assign me a PA that they assumed, correctly, would not be to my tastes. However, they did not take into account...
Today was cold and wet. Went out for a walk anyway. The leaves are starting to turn and the damp makes their color all the more intense. I so wish Jonathan was here to walk with me. I walked longer than I should and was quite chilled when I returned. I am never cold when he is with me. Diary Entry September 22, 1911 Awoke this morning very tight in my chest. I know it is just a minor congestion from too much walking in the rain, but Mother insisted on calling Dr. Jamison. He confirmed my...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
We woke up mid morning the next day. I rang down to the servants house and asked that breakfast be served in about an hour. I hustled Candace into the shower, telling Candy that we couldn't play; I had a big day planned for us. And that of course set off a round of what? and why won't you tell me, and I don't care if it's a surprise, which finally ended with several swats to the ass cheeks and a gesture towards the shower. Point made, game, set, match; for now anyway. I went through...