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She lays there, waiting for me to come to her. I know what she wants, but I’m unwilling to give it just yet. I know that she counts on the sound of my commands to get her off, but she’ll try without it first. I’ve seen her try, and try… and finally quit, frustrated. Today I won’t let her quit. I’ll help her reach her goals, but I want to see her try first. I like to see her lead herself into frustration, so I can pull her out again. I watch as she tries the large pink dildo first, placing it...
As if the attorneys, counselors, psyches, not to mention Father Calvin himself from Drew's hometown of Prairie du Chien, Wisconsin - were ever likely to understand? "Isn't he one smart six-year old Frank?" his mom had declared one morning after he had completed a five-hundred piece jig-saw puzzle in just under forty minutes. The voices of course had told him which pieces to pick-up. He could never figure out why no-one else ever seemed to hear them. The first time the teachers had...
As far back as he could remember, he had heard them. As if the attorneys, counsellors, psyches, not to mention Father Calvin himself from Drew's hometown of Prairie du Chien, Wisconsin - were ever likely to understand? "Isn't he one smart six-year old Frank?" his mom had declared one morning after he had completed a five-hundred piece jig-saw puzzle in just under forty minutes. The voices of course had told him which pieces to pick-up. He could never figure out why no-one else ever seemed...
There are love stories of all kinds: cross-culture, cross-border, cross-religion and so on. This is a double-cross-dress love story. Read it and see if you like it. Hema and Giri met accidentally. Hema is tall for an average woman, with short hair and not much to show off for a cleavage. In spite of her looks she is more feminine and desirable than her more endowed roommates. She lived in a two-room house with two other girls on a share-everything basis. All three of them are working...
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Step sister porn at Sis Love Me, aka MySisLovesMe? What images or thoughts come to mind when you see that word? Chances are, you are either disgusted and want nothing to with me or this review, or you are intrigued and immediately turned on. Maybe it makes you think of your smoking hot stepdaughter and how she insists on walking around the house in her underwear, knowing damn well that you are sitting right there on the couch. Or maybe you remember that time your step sister came home drunk and...
Premium Incest Porn SitesLoves healing touch By Rachel Saunders Sam's heart rate went through the roof. His pulse raced as he watched the ground race up before him. Now this was what he called 'alive'. The thud of the afterburners kicked in, and his body tensed as almost 7 G's pushed him back into his seat. "Griffin 1 to Griffin leader - you are one crazy son of a bitch sir". Sam smiled. The altimeter indicated that he had stopped merely 20 metres above the ground. The lowest...
It all began innocently enough. A mere mention of her husband's desire to see her with another woman. She had to admit, it was an interesting proposal, but she had tried it once with two guys while every one was partying, and it was the wee hours of the morning. Seemed like a good idea at the time. But you all know about the road to hell being paved... So one night, she and her husband were high, having smoked a joint. (Marijuana makes him horny and talk dirty, woohoo. Any how, he began to...
Kurt is back in town and coming to visit and fuck his wife My wife Gerta had baked chocolate cookies, my favorite, and they were now on a plate on the kitchen table, still nice and hot, their fragrance filling the room. She was sitting there in just a low-cut top that barely contained her huge bust, and shorts that looked ready to burst from the size of her double-wide butt. I had just finished washing all the dishes, which is one of my regular chores, and thought I deserved a reward, so I...
Kurt is back in town and coming to visit and fuck his wife My wife Gerta had baked chocolate cookies, my favorite, and they were now on a plate on the kitchen table, still nice and hot, their fragrance filling the room. She was sitting there in just a low-cut top that barely contained her huge bust, and shorts that looked ready to burst from the size of her double-wide butt. I had just finished washing all the dishes, which is one of my regular chores, and thought I deserved a reward, so I...
When the website first showed up, not many people paid attention, but it soon amassed a following. It was called Tower of Voices and users could connect, multiple at a time, to see realistic moment by moment video of what seemed to be the inside of some fantastical tower in a magical world. It was fascinating, but there was no way to interact with this world on the screen until one day. An elderly man was spotted in the tower and when one of the users commented out loud the elderly man...
FantasyADJUSTING HIS VOICE By Monica Graz EPISODE 1 CHAPTER 1 Anne Morgan was relaxing, a glass of chardonnay in hand, after another hectic day at work. Being the head of the Human Resources Department, in the Company she was working, was a big responsibility and a great challenge. She loved her job though; she was thriving in the competitive environment of the Company. She just turned forty and all the prospects were open for her. She heard the clattering of pots and pans in the...
ADJUSTING HIS VOICE EPISODE 3 CHAPTER 11 Anne Morgan was quite restless this morning; she was quite busy at work as usually but her mind was focused more on Simon/Mina, her partner/maid/both? She was seriously thinking how to move on from now on. She could see that Mina has moved on in leaps the past month. She became quite friendly with Jennifer's maid Juanita. She was more and more acting like a maid nearly all the time now. This is what Anne wanted? A completely feminized...
The second depression changed the America. The rich stayed rich while the poor got poorer and eventually started to kill themselves. People hated their lives. People hated working for a few pennies a day. Eventually, the rich started to go poor. They couldn’t afford their workers to keep killing themselves, or stealing, or (the more popular fad) burning down their factories, restaurants, and businesses. The rich finally agreed to higher taxes to help with the economy, but it was too late. There...
Erotic FictionElizabeth Grey - Part 02: What's wrong with your voice? by Carmenica Diaz Dinner was a very dull affair and I wasn't certain what I could say in front of Jeremy so I kept silent. Thankfully, Jeremy didn't and he spoke non-stop about movies (he absolutely loved Amadeus) and that new singer Boy George and, seemingly, anything that popped into his head. All the time he spoke, he stole glances at me, deep looks that seemed to cut through him and then he would...
She didn't recognize his voice. As she sat behind her desk, lost in a reverie she couldn't quite have put into words...she was sure she didn't know this man. And yet the things he was saying..."I don't mean to shock you. But then perhaps that's not entirely true.""I'm sorry, I can't answer that-""But you want to." He was calm, confident in the way he spoke to her, although she was sure they knew nothing of each other."I can't.""Its a simple question. When was the last time you had an...
'Alex? Are you busy?' 'Sure, Mickie.' Alex recognized her mental signature as he sat back, enjoying yet another coffee while the girls around him discussed what being a Seeker meant to their lives. 'I've got a few spare moments, ' he teased, seeing as how he wasn't doing anything at the moment. Becky and Melinda had everything well in hand. 'I really wanted to apologize for walking out on you. I didn't want you to think I don't regard what you are doing as important, but ......
The pale beauty of the moon spilled across the kitchen floor, casting long shadowy fingers over Melody’s face. She sat, unmoving in a cushioned chair, her leg pulled against her chest, her pale arms crossed atop her knee. She hid her face in the crease of her elbow, the trail of silvery tears ending just above her perfect lips. Blinking her thick, black lashes against the accumulating tears, she stifled a tiny groan. Her leg extended towards the floor, each tiny, pink toe pointed into a...
Her mind was frantic from the events of the day; everything and everyone pulling her in so many directions, and yet she felt unable to please anyone. This is a typical occurrence for a woman who craves the satisfaction of making others happy: she so often neglects her own pleasure. But, not tonight... She runs a hot bath, filled with her favorite lavender bubbles, and lets some relaxing music play as she climbs in. As she sinks deep into the water and feels it wash over her, the stress of the...
MasturbationThe man wore rubber gloves. I could see him dispose of them out of the corner of my eye. He took a few glances left and right and walked off. I felt like walking off too. I had been waiting for almost an hour now, it was bitterly cold and windy, just to top things off. The sun was still on the other side of the world, warming their hearts and completely neglecting ours. Still, I had to wait. She’d said it was important and I’d never heard her say that before. ‘Wait for me on the bridge’ she had...
My heart was still racing as Ihung up the phone, his voice still in my head. I stretched out on my bed with a silly grin on my face. I know it’s something that will probably never happen, and maybe that’s what makes it all the more exciting. I began to play back our conversation in my head, nothing really sexual ever came up but his voice made my body tingle. I let my hands begin to wander, first teasing my nipples through my thin cotton t-shirt, making them hard and then moving down my flat...
My heart was still racing as Ihung up the phone, his voice still in my head. I stretched out on my bed with a silly grin on my face. I know it’s something that will probably never happen, and maybe that's what makes it all the more exciting. I began to play back our conversation in my head; nothing really sexual ever came up but his voice made my body tingle. I let my hands begin to wander, first teasing my nipples through my thin cotton t-shirt, making them hard and then moving down my flat...
MasturbationFINDING MY VOICE Chapter 5 - I finally find my own voice. The morning following my first public outing en-femme, I awoke early. I had been dreaming all night about Duncan, the man who, only yesterday evening, had become the first man to kiss me on the lips - or anywhere else for that matter! To say I was confused would be an understatement. I had never considered myself gay, but I definitely reacted as a woman when Duncan kissed me. I needed to talk this through with my best...
I sat twirling my teacup waiting impatiently for my friend Alice to show up. The school cafeteria was quiet since lunch break was almost over. I looked over to the serving area where the cook was cleaning up his kitchen.“Hey, sorry I’m late,” said Alice and sat down opposite me.“That’s alright. It’s nice to sit here when it’s quiet.”She gave me a sideways look and pulled some of her dark brown hair from her face. Alice was a very pretty brunette with a heart-shaped face, a slender body, and...
TeenMichael sat at the breakfast table listening to the sound of the shower. He was still waiting for his sister to come out. He had finished making breakfast and was quietly sipping his coffee. The water shut off and a few minutes later Harmony stepped out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to grab a piece of toast. She was naked. Michael could smell the her skin and the soft fragrance of strawberry-lilac body wash as she passed. She stood there chewing on her toast and giggling at the morning...
I think I shall head to my lonely bed,a place that used to be so warm,thats now so cold and alonewithout your there to heat my souland me to hold you closeTo hear your breathing as you sleep,tis like a lullabyits soothes my mind and helps me dream,of things to come and life anewOf you and I, in places far and near,together we live and love foreverand raise our c***dren right,A girl, a boy, you as my wife,what more could I ask for,except your happiness in my life,you smiling eyes to behold each...
Hearing your voice brightens my day like the sun peeking out from behind a sky filled with rain clouds. I know we met under the strangest of circumstances, but love is like that sometimes. It can’t be contained. It must live in our hearts forever. Thank you for being so kind and sensitive to me. Like a good Samaritan, you saw me lying by the side of the road all alone and picked me up and nursed me back to health with your voice.You accepted my request and fed me your love potion. You heard my...
SeductionThis is the third and final part of my story about my unexpected love for my beautiful neighbour. Links to the other parts are available on my profile page as usual. Love’s Awakening A warm wetness was working it’s way up my legs. Although I knew I was dreaming, I savoured the sensation as it paused. Roughness followed on from the slippery heat and in my dream, my skin tingled. Again the wetness, higher this time it caressed my thighs both inner and outer. I could feel small fingers grasping...
He looked at her cool face, cheeks slightly pink from the cold night air.Her eyes bright with reflections of the moons passing. Stars dancing in her eyes.He wished he could delve into them, explore their depths before the sun rose.She sighed, cocking her head slightly to her left."So, you got me here, what do you want to talk about that's sooo very important, it took me away from my bed?" Her southern drawl made the night air sizzle as she spoke.Was this a magic night? No one knew.... then.He...
The ride in her father's coach over the narrow lanes was bumpy and progress was slow. Elizabeth Maynard was staring out of the window without seeing much. The presence of her aunt Prudence was comforting, but the figure of her father sitting opposite her filled Elizabeth with cold anger. A day before, he had shown up in Plymouth and told Elizabeth without much ado to pack her belongings and ready herself for the return to Salcombe. Her scribbled "Why?" on her wax tablet had been met with...
Josh was hungover. His throat felt like sandpaper. Stupid Jaeger Meister. He staggered towards the kitchen in search of coffee. He smelled it as he approached, and that was good and bad. Good because he wouldn't have to wait for it to brew; bad because it meant either his mom Ronnie or his sister Jemma had made it and would likely give him shit about being hungover again. His dark haired older sister was sipping her coffee at the kitchen table and scrolling through her phone. She glanced up at...
Mind ControlLay there my angel, my One, so removed from this world and moment, arrested and motionless , still and indifferent To your Protector and Shield, the One who has desired you for so many seasons , so many days and countless nights, and who has wished to have you – and to enjoy the warmth of your passion and embrace, and to taste the sweetness of your tears and sorrows. Our flesh has never had the chance to dance or sing together, or to walk side by side through the halls of life , or feel the...
Saw This and liked it. Enjoy. My Uncle is the new passion in my life – two lovers and I still remain a Virgin. I left the cowshed and treaded stealthily but slowly towards my home, cautious of course, since I did not want to make a mess of my life getting caught in this kind of an illicit act. But one thing for sure, I had enjoyed those moments with Bhagwan and he was a ‘pleasure’ but I also started sensing that he was trying to get very attached to me – My life at that time really was a...
It was the same feeling that washed over her a fortnight ago and by the time it was over, she had found herself sleeping next to two women whom she had not even known. Fearing the impending implications, she had fled the hotel room and rushed home. This time, the feeling was stronger, and Amy found herself fighting a lost battle. A tiny part of her brain though, was silently enjoying this strange sentiment… Amy was a tall blonde with lovely eyes and a round face, dimples that would warm...
So this is another story about our heroine when she was offered a music career despite some mocking her voice. To be clear her voice was on the high pitched annoying side to the point where some people literally said "can you shut up, it is giving me a headache" I never knew my family from my mom's side pretty much except one day her family visited while she was at school. She came through the front door of the trailer to see some hairy biker guy but missing the tattoos, a old guy who was...
When I awoke, once again before the alarm went off, I was feeling more refreshed than I had been the prior evening. My throat didn't hurt quite as much, I felt more energetic and I had a nice healthy erection which was nestled up against something that felt quite nice. Glancing around the mass of hair which lay over my face, I saw I was still nestled up against Patricia; or "Patty" as she was now billing herself. I started playing with her breasts as I began gently moving my penis against...
This is a continuation of “A Walk through Nature”. This is also my first venture into the fantasy world of writing. If you enjoy, please vote. Positive and negative feedback is welcome. **** When James and Gina returned from their camping weekend, they both returned to work. Gina continued watching and admiring James. In his tailor-made suits and a well-maintained body, he was a man for whom any woman would fight. He continued his kindly ways, treating Gina as if she were a goddess. Bouquets of...
EroticLittle Girl Voice I used to thank God, that he gave little girls voices. The way they grow up nowadays it is a good thing. Girls between thirteen and thirty are looking so much the same now that it is mostly the voices that separate them. The high pitch giggles are a distinct giveaway that the girl is too young to fuck. Then I met Breezy. She was young but I figured that she was at least eighteen years old. She smoked, she drank, and could she ever dance. I met her at a party I was...
This story was my first try at the dark future genre. With the nomination of THE RUN for a year end award, there has been renewed interest in that story as well as requests for more. This story introduces several of the minor characters and expands upon the world. It isn’t necessary to have read The Run to enjoy this story, but if you have, it will give you a better feel for Characters like Nelson and Irish. CET Sunday, March 15th, 15:00 Hours At the first screech of the alarm Nelson’s eyes...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Minor revision 30 October 2015 I was shaking so much as I put the phone down that I collapsed onto the settee. I didn’t believe it. It couldn’t be true, yet the Coroner’s Clerk had been very explicit. ...
The following stories involve celeb's and fictional character whose lives and realities have been turned upside down and inside out thank's to whoever's behind the voice that appears in their head. This voice commentates to them all the different ways the mystery person has changed reality just for them. Only the mystery voice and the victim are aware of the changes. Before we begin...
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Late afternoon. The family consisted of Zax’s parents, grandparents and sisters put aside all unrelated business they had and were idly enjoying each other company in the farm until their beloved son, grandson and brother would return. “Mm...” Liz mused with a smile while putting her elbows on the picnic table and holding her cheeks up. “What is it, sweetheart? Do you want me to cut you into squares another watermelon?” Noticing the youngest of her grandchildren daydreaming blissfully,...
"God dammit, why can't I focus today?" I muttered to myself as I brought my fists down on the piano keys in front of me. Today had just been ridiculous. As an avid classical vocalist and pianist, I knew I needed to practice at least two hours every day, but today it had been difficult. My mind kept wandering off, drifting away to some unknown thoughts floating about in my head, causing my normally nimble fingers to fumble over the keys of my beloved baby grand piano. Knowing that this would...
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Henry Johnson was an average guy for most of his life. He grew up in a pretty normal household where nothing out of the ordinary happened. For the most part, he didn’t excel in any area of his life. He was the definition of average and was content to live out his life as such. Fortunately for him, he was given a gift which took him quite a while to fully understand but it turned him from average to exciting. Henry first realized what he was capable of during his second year of college. He had...
She had looked like the cat that had swallowed the canary and from the way his mother had been humming while serving him his morning pancakes, it seemed the canary was still singing in her belly. Alan wondered why that should be. He had to admit she looked good with a smile on her face, but he hadn’t seen his mother crack a smile in two years. His brain kept searching for reasons why she could be smiling. He was thinking about his prim, proper mother, and he could never attribute her good mood...
‘God dammit, why can’t I focus today?’ I muttered to myself as I brought my fists down on the piano keys in front of me. Today had just been ridiculous. As an avid classical vocalist and pianist, I knew I needed to practice at least two hours every day, but today it had been difficult. My mind kept wandering off, drifting away to some unknown thoughts floating about in my head, causing my normally nimble fingers to fumble over the keys of my beloved baby grand piano. Knowing that this would...
"OK, just hear me out (30). My name is Nick, and I understand that this may sound implausible, but…, I can control minds. Yeah, I thought that you could smirk on this statement. I would surely do the same if I heard similar. Just bear with me (50). I can’t tell you how it happened. I’m completely clueless, how it is possible at all. Just pay attention (70), because maybe you will be able to help me to solve this mystery? If you’re lucky enough, maybe you will be able to obtain somehow this...
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I have a fair skin complexion, and my face had an amazing glow post-pregnancy. I noticed the milk was still dripping from my pink nipples after breastfeeding my baby. My 38D-size boobs were standing firm. I turned around and saw my enormously large ass in the mirror. They were not so thick before, but post-pregnancy, they grew to the size of 42. With a flat belly and large ass and boobs, my body looked like an hourglass. As I admired myself in the mirror, my husband Amit woke up. I...
IncestRuby Crocker was a single mother. Her husband had abandoned their family without warning. The excuse was 'I need to sow some wild oats'. The truth was Guy Crocker was a bum. He just didn't want to be responsible for being a husband and father anymore.Ruby had two c***dren to bring up by herself. She adored them so. It was the young parent's intentions to keep them safe and always loved. The mother wishes were that they remember only each other could be relied on. They were family and nothing...
Val had a problem, a serious one too. It was her son, for the last 2 to 3 months he had been getting closer to her, but being his mother, she loved it. He was attentive, kind, complimentary, and loving, very loving.He had always been closer to her than his dad, who was gone now, gone for the last 3 years. Val had had enough of his philandering and thrown him out. Craig had been 16 at the time. He did miss his dad, but he got used to it quickly because it gave him his mother, he had no...
They met in early September, on their first day in college. The year was 1968. Her name was Carol, and his name was Charlie. Charlie had always been shy with girls; he had hardly dated before college. He was still a virgin, though he did know what a girl's breast felt like and how to feel her pussy to give her pleasure and make her come. He even knew that he was very good at that. He had never wanted to date a lot of girls, anyway. He only wanted one, a girl whom he could love and who would...
Love StoriesHer name was Carol, and his name was Charlie. Charlie had always been shy with girls; he had hardly dated before college. He was still a virgin, though he did know what a girl's breast felt like and how to feel her pussy to give her pleasure and make her come. He even knew that he was very good at that. He had never wanted to date a lot of girls, anyway. He only wanted one, a girl whom he could love and who would love him, and who would be his soulmate forever. Just one. And when...
Lovely looking Leah feels very lonely after the long Summer of Love with her secret first lover.Lovely looking Leah feels so alone in her bed, she misses cuddling up together as spoons in love.Lovely looking Leah is a smart girl. She decides to apply her lessons of love to get a fresh love.Lovely looking Leah develops a big crush for Lucy. She often wonders, how juicy Lucy will be?Lovely looking Leah secretly looks at Lucy under the shower together after their ballet classes.Lovely looking Leah...
Mama - 59 yrs Me - 33 yrs Riko - Japanese slave 20yrs Xanny - Thai Slave - 25 yrs Parisa - Thai slave - 35 yrs "Who is she to you?" "She is my mother, my mistress and my lover. But she is more than that - she is my whore, my slave, my pain-slut, my toilet" "And you to her?" "I am her son, her master and her lover. I am her slave and toilet!" "I love xiao mama because she spends every waking moment trying to discover new perverted ways for us to enjoy each others bodies. When we are not...
Charlie and Carol spoke the next day, as promised; and four more times that week. They were, both of them, so filled with joy and love, so warmed by deep friendship and mutual trust, they could scarcely find the words to speak of them when they talked. But they talked anyway. About nothing; it didn't matter. They were talking to each other, and that did. It was three weeks before they met again, and then only for a couple of hours. Charlie took a room, and they just cuddled, fully dressed. They...
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