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This one is a little more autobiographical than most. But don't take it as truth. If there is such a thing. Hey, everyone has 'history'. Two people form a relationship that takes a few turns from where either of them expected things to go. No real kinkiness, sex or violence. A bit of sorrow and some shared emotion. Now having lost most of you, whoever is left, see what you think. A few expressions and phrases may be unfamiliar to some. Where I thought appropriate I have marked with an...
Her name was Becky Sheppard but all the guys called her Becky BlueBalls because that's what you went home with if you took her out! She was beautiful all right auburn hair that hung down her back in ringlets, green eyes that when you looked at them it was as though you were staring into the sea itself! Her voice is sexy too its kind of has a sexy huskiness to it! Most of the other girls had to wear lipstick but not Betty her lips were naturally a ruby red all she needed was some lip gloss to...
Hi guys, I am 23, from Kolkata. I am still studying and working as a freelancer. I am 6 ft, chubby with a 5.5-inch dick. You can get in touch with me at I am a dedicated reader of ISS. Now let me continue with my story. I have never been handled this way before. I could feel her fingers move deep into my asshole as she kept on hurling abuses and insults right into my ears. “You are my slave from today,” she said into my years. “You do as I say, I use you in any way you want; and if I feel...
Fridays can tend to be slow in my business, and sometimes I try to find an opportunity to escape the office early. Sometimes the opportunity to escape finds me...It was mid-morning on Friday when I answered the phone, and was slightly stunned and amused when I thought I heard a woman with an unfamiliar accent ask for "Mister Cockenballs". Thinking that my twisted mind obviously misunderstood her accent, I recovered my composure and replied, "Excuse me ma'am, would you please repeat that name?"...
George lowered himself slowly into the cool water of the pool; the feeling of relief was immediate. Not that the heat of the day was that bad (somewhere in the high 80's) -the real relief was centered in his no longer swollen but still very tender scrotum. It hadn't been that many days since he'd been clocked in the nuts by a softball traveling at near 80 mph. Damn that Michelle from Hell. Michelle Gardner was the sister of his best friend Pete. Michelle from Hell (Michelle was 11 months...
February, 1984, Chicago, Illinois Joyce’s words rang in my ears, and I felt dizzy and nauseated. “I had a Pap smear that came back abnormal. I think I might have cancer.” I was glad I was sitting down because my knees were weak. My hands were shaking as well. “Joyce, I apologize for everything. I mean that. Why didn’t you tell me?” “I was going to, and then I found out about you and Connie and I just got so angry I couldn’t think straight.” “You said ‘might’. What does that mean?” I...
I have been cross-dressing in secret since I was in my late teens. Over the years, I have accumulated quite a wardrobe and whenever I get a chance I like to get dressed. When there is little time, I just throw on a sexy bra, panties, and genderless outer clothes like a sweat suit and sneak off to the local adult bookstore in a totally non-passable condition. There I can usually find some dick to suck or someone to fuck my ass. Sometimes when the family is away, I get fully dressed in clearly...
CrossdressingThe bar where Fred sat was crowded and dingy, but it had a television. On the screen, the Cowboys kicker shanked what would have been the winning field goal; a mixture of groans and cheers echoed in the crowded bar. The brunette sitting on Fred's left cursed and slammed her beer down, splashing his left cuff. "Oh hell, I'm sorry!" she spluttered, trying to dab at his sleeve with a napkin. "Look, I'll pay for the cleaning bill..." "That's okay," Fred reassured her, gently...
Straight SexI can gladly say that I was lucky to mostly have good sex, better said great sex. Unfortunately I don’t have many memories in my mind, just a few. This story is one of the few I still have in mind. It happened six or seven years ago, still I can recall it very vividly I even watch myself lying there as if I stood outside my body.My girlfriend at the time was different from the others. She didn’t hold back, not even the first time we had sex. She was riding me like it was the last sex of her...
Straight SexThe bar where Fred sat was crowded and dingy, but it had a television. On the screen, the Cowboys kicker shanked what would have been the winning field goal; a mixture of groans and cheers echoed in the crowded bar. The brunette sitting on Fred's left cursed and slammed her beer down, splashing his left cuff. "Oh hell, I'm sorry!" she spluttered, trying to dab at his sleeve with a napkin. "Look, I'll pay for the cleaning bill..." "That's okay," Fred reassured her, gently removing...
‘Hey Mike, can I come to your band practice this afternoon?’ Mike played bass in this garage band that was working towards stardom, at least that was what he told everyone. ‘Why?’ ‘I heard Huw talking to a couple of his friends and they seem to think that you’re pretty good.’ What I didn’t tell him was that they all thought the lead singer was a ‘babe’ and that the rest of the band was sort of okay. ‘Okay, but don’t get in the way.’ He was packing his bass and amp into their cases ready to...
It’s the little things I love: the warmth of your hand on the small of my back, your thigh gently bumping mine as we walk, the twinkle in your eyes when you look at me. I adore your laugh and the way your smile creases your entire face. If I nuzzle against you, your enticing scent fills my nostrils, and I love the way I quiver when your hand clasps mine.We entwine fingers now, linked together as we walk side-by-side through sunlight dappled by the dense beech canopy. Stooping, you pluck a...
Quickie SexThe sea has always fascinated me. The way the waves flow over the water. The amazing colours help focus your mind and bring a sense of calmness, inner peace and clarity. I have always loved just sitting on the beach in the same place watching the sea for hours on end. It’s the closest thing to paradise or heaven. I suppose that’s why I enjoyed helping Chris, before the fire that is. My name is Simone. I am eighteen, 5’11, slim, have long brown hair and brown eyes with slightly larger than...
= CHAPTER 1 Advertising creative director Katrina Cole was on the cusp of a meltdown. Her department was under notice it was in danger of losing a $3.3 million account because the client was alleging the branding campaign was not working. The agency counter-claimed that the Genuine Cowboy Belts Corporation (GCBC) was at fault, it’s sales and marketing arms were responsible for sluggish sales. That finger pointing was rejected by the client as ‘standing too close to the wall while...
I guess I was a little slow in becoming sexually active, at least that is the way it felt listening to almost all my friends describe all the encounters they had had with the much discussed ‘Penis’. It seemed like every time I got together with my friends, who were sixteen or seventeen too, the subject always turned to boys and everyone seemed like they had a new experience with a boy to share. Not me. With rather strict parents, I had only been allowed to start dating after I had turned 16....
You certainly don't need to know about the BlazBlue universe to read this story. It'll definitely help, though! It's simply an anime set in the future. There's magic, and science, and they use it in unison to survive in what is essentially a post-apocalyptic world. It isn't barren, however, but a good portion of the population did die almost a hundred years ago. All you need to know while reading this is that there's people, and you're going to mess with them. Feel free to "like" your favourite...
Transmission # 97 Standing at the edge of the cliff, gazing thoughtlessly down into the septic tank of our soul... High heels and lip-stick, cocaine enemas, we beg the Whore-Goddess to fuck us with her fifteen inch throbbing cock, to be her slave....Bouncing up and down, playing pogo on your cock, tightening my sphincter, milking, teasing, squeezing your throbbing shaft so deep inside. You pull my legs back, speeding my asshole, gape-r****g me, making me scream as I lose control over my...
Transmission # 97 Standing at the edge of the cliff, gazing thoughtlessly down into the septic tank of our soul... High heels and lip-stick, cocaine enemas, we beg the Whore-Goddess to fuck us with her fifteen inch throbbing cock, to be her slave....Bouncing up and down, playing pogo on your cock, tightening my sphincter, milking, teasing, squeezing your throbbing shaft so deep inside. You pull my legs back, speeding my asshole, gape-r****g me, making me scream as I lose control over my...
Bluebell Hill By Paul1954 Prologue Rochester University, Kent, England : October 27th, 2000 Elizabeth Geddes watched the backs of the three young men as they departed from her office and then closed her eyes tightly. Despite the hard facade she had just had to show to them she knew, more than they could ever be aware of, just exactly how they had felt. She heard a muffled curse as the door slammed shut behind them, and experienced what she might have thought of as a feeling of...
I guess I was a little slow in becoming sexually active, at least that is the way it felt listening to almost all my friends describe all the encounters they had had with the much discussed 'Penis'. It seemed like every time I got together with my friends, who were sixteen or seventeen too, the subject always turned to boys and everyone seemed like they had a new experience with a boy to share. Not me. With rather strict parents, I had only been allowed to start dating after I had turned 16....
First Time... years ago, I rode these prairies, with my bride so sweet and fair, I remember, how it thrilled her, Pretty bluebonnets blooming everywhere... * The evening shadows were falling fast by the time Amos and Abigail finished their supper and made their way out to the cool of their veranda to enjoy the evening twilight. "How many nights we've sit out here wondering where Emmett is, and what he's doing?" Abigail said, touching her husband's hand, as if to seek comfort and reassurance. "I...
Blue Chew! First off, these fuckers only sell to customers located in the USA currently, so unless you're living in the land of Trump, you're out of luck. Anyways, let’s talk about the miracle of modern medicine for a second. I know I spend most of my time rambling about how much I love teen blowjobs and lesbian orgies, but for real, I have a genuine appreciation for doctors, scientists, researchers, and massive pharmaceutical companies. A couple of generations ago, men got old, and their dicks...
Male Enhancement Pills"C'mon honey, please, please, just do it!""I...I can't, baby...I just can't!""But you promised! You said you wanted to, please do it!""That was before, I..I always want to before but after I...I just can't..."I looked down between my spread thighs, feeling foolish. I was begging my husband to eat my pussy after he'd just fucked me, something we'd both expressed interest in having happen in many a spoken fantasy, but which – again – he was chickening out of once he'd screwed me and left me full...
1blue eyes: a story of a Matriarchal society “Going once; going twice; sold! ... to the Lady in the blue suit,” the auctioneer’s voice sang out, punctuated by the sharp rap of the gavel and the beginning of a polite round of applause from the several hundred Womyn seated in the auditorium. i barely had time to take in the fact that my display on the auction block had ended when my leash was sharply pulled by the Womyn who had identified Herself only as my “handler” and i was led back...
My favorite color is blue. It always has been, for as long as I can remember. My eyes are blue. Girls I’ve been attracted to have blue eyes. My car is blue. I wear blue jeans a lot. Blue was always the one color that jumped out at me, more vivid than all the others. I was a teenager before I had an eye test and learned that I was the proud owner of a severe case of red-green colorblindness. When I learned that, everything started to make more sense. Blue always stood out to me because it’s...
Summary - Theo has a painful problem, so it's Mom and Theo’s turn to have a little talk. Previous Story Summary - Tiffany had a very fun filled day at school. Note - This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. In real life, incestuous relationships, particularly when an under-aged person is...
Blue boy thinks of entertaining a woman at home. He wants to have sex in the kitchen, living room, on the table every where. But to get a woman there is taking too long and he is a very lonely man. He has been single now for quite some time. His old girlfriend left him, because he was boring. So she said, and he did not know how to fix it. Maybe if he had a new girlfriend he could do things differently. Blue boy knows this one lady at the office, Trish. She is very nice and is always working...
Oral SexHannah was pissed. The hot water heater at the apartment had failed yesterday, forcing her to take a cold shower in the morning. In her first lecture of the day the professor had denied her request for an extension on her differential equation homework. Shortly after she had returned to the apartment in a huff, she had learned that the landlord wouldn’t be able to dispatch a workman to replace the hot water heater until late in the evening. To top everything off, her roommate Anna had reminded...
Blue Milk by [email protected] {Standard disclaimer- you must be 18 to read this story. It deals with sex, more sex, and dairy products!} Blue Milk, everybody had to have it. The first true aphrodisiac. One sip or mixed in another drink and the recipient was taken over by uncontrollable lust. Yea, right. But it was the latest craze sweeping the nation and my paper wanted a story. Kind of the latest fad of the month fluff piece. Before getting too far into the story I decided I...
Blue Movie by Tim Willows "What do you think he's whipped up for us this time?" Beth asked me. "I have no idea, but he sounded very excited over the phone." "But what could it be? A game? Another one of those robots?" "Just calm down, okay? How should I know? It could be anything." My wife Beth and I were driving to our friend Jacob's house. House-hell, it was more of a mansion. Jacob had been our friend since our college days fifteen years ago; we had all shared the...
Porter’s day to day life boiled down to one word: blue. He practiced under Fane’s tutelage in the early morning, dueled with his sword before lunch, and hunted with Kanji in the afternoon. He was still hesitant with his newfound magic, but his skills were growing. His sword master was not near as pleased as his Blue Hand tutor, badgering Porter about his lack of coordination. Still, He forgot, albeit bit by bit, the twisted fear of his near death and escape from Timisoara. His insecurities...
A warning first: This is not a sweet or sentimental story; it's a sex story. It also involves some crass stereotypes and naughty language. If you're looking for a story where the main character becomes a beautiful woman with the body of a stripper then this isn't it. This is something else. Enjoy! Blue Wicked By Miriam Grey The Ship squatted in the middle of the estate like a concrete toad. A single storey pub with a flat roof and no redeeming features whatsoever it looked...
The ancient forests to the west of the Waste were more beautiful that Porter remembered from over half a year ago. The tall trunks with their clinging vines gave him a touch of homesickness when he considered his first journey through these trees. Even the sounds of animals hunting, eating, and enjoying themselves were pleasing to his ears, much more so than the strange calls of the twisted forests to the north. Reconciling completely with Gilly took more than a few days, which was not an...
Blue was my niece.----I hadn’t seen Rachel for years. From what I’d been told, several years back she’d left home right out of high school, did her own thing and had made herself scarce ever since. But I was now sure it was her, something about her eyes and her almost-smile had triggered a years-old subtle recollection.I got Rocket’s phone number from Mel and called him. I asked him about the girls from the bachelor party.“They used to be strippers down at the Hoochie Coochie Club,” he said....
IncestI don't know why it attracted me so much; I mean I had never even thought about it before. But now, it was the only thing on my mind. Maybe it was because I was single now. The divorce from my wife had been hard, but we both knew our marriage was over and we no longer loved each other. So now I was single and available to go after as many women as I wanted. Sex would not be something that was rationed to only when she felt like it. After the divorce was final, I had vowed to try new...
Christina awoke. She was lying naked on some sort of low table. It had a metal frame but instead of a tabletop it had a strange plastic grill. She tried to sit up. She couldn’t. Looking around she saw her arms and legs fixed to the corners of the table. Looking around, she saw that she was in a large padded room painted surgical white. On one wall was a large mirror (Christina suspected it was one of those two way ones), and there were air vents in the ceiling. She was not alone, nerdy looking...
Summary – Tiffany, her father and brother continue their adventures. She decides to speak to her teacher, to see if he has blue-balls too. Previous Story Summary – Tiffany learns other ways to help out her brother. OMG! Does her dad have blue-balls too? Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real...
Blue Lights, Pulsing I don't need to hear the siren. It's the blue lights, pulsing against a darkening sky, that start the trembling. It's always been that way. I wasn't going all that fast. I never do, not down here. I like to linger on the long, low bridge over the river, to see how the wide water catches the light today, to sniff the faintest tang of salt, to watch the black cormorants wheel and dive. It was when I went away from that I got lost. Sometimes I...
Consciousness slowly creeps forward into my mind. I blink and open my eyes to stare at the white ceiling and blue-grey walls. I can also see my navy-blue shirt sleeve that ends abruptly at the fold of my elbow where my white arm emerges to dissect the rumpled navy-blue wave my comforter creates across my chest. I push myself off my mattress with my elbows to look at my alarm clock, but something is wrong. I guess that’s an understatement, everything is wrong. I don’t get up. I’m still staring...
My favorite color is blue. It always has been, for as long as I can remember. My eyes are blue. Girls I’ve been attracted to have blue eyes. My car is blue. I wear blue jeans a lot. Blue was always the one color that jumped out at me, more vivid than all the others.I was a teenager before I had an eye test and learned that I was the proud owner of a severe case of red-green colorblindness. When I learned that, everything started to make more sense. Blue always stood out to me because it’s one...
IncestTheir conversation that night in the cave broke down the barriers that Porter felt separated them. The next morning was fresh and alive with the scents of autumn in the air. Entire trees, their branches, and piles of debris lay everywhere but the game trail was still discernable. They rode with the same deliberation yet finding companionship much easier to share. Porter felt more at ease with his choice to flee for the first time in many days. Gilly still treated Porter like a lover in...
“I thought we’d shake things up a little.”Megan watched her boyfriend produce the unassuming white letter-length envelope and lay it on the black laminate bar, nudging it her way. She watched his face for a telltale sign but his only response was to grin back at her and wink.“What is this?” she asked coyly, a slow smile spreading across her face.It had been five years to the date since they’d first met and while she’d been hoping for a small blue box from Tiffany’s with the clear-cut solitaire...
I woke up early and was standing at the front window, staring out at the street, when Kim wandered out of the bedroom."You're up early," she cooed from behind me."Yeah, the driver said he was going to be here at seven." The sky was just beginning to show the colors of dawn. The horizon was an almost majestic purple. "It's six fifteen," Kim slipped her arms around my midsection and nuzzled her face into my neck. I closed my eyes. She was still warm from our bed. She smelled like she had just...
Summary - Theo has a problem. Can Tiffany help? Previous Story Summary – Tiffany became more and more daring, flashing her brother, father and teacher. Then, her brother discovered her naughty prank! Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. In real life, incestuous relationships,...
Lucinda was standing at the porch of her little house. It was almost midnight on October 30th. Halloween was just minutes away and staring at the moon she sighed. This year October 31st will have a Blue Moon. Blue Moons usually appeared every three or four years, and in those occasions many unexplained phenomena happened. It was not so much that the Blue Moon usually caused a stirring in the gifted communities of witches, wizards and warlocks, but it also brought out monsters, demons and ghouls...
Porter had a clearer idea of how the world was laid out in his head. Not a perfect map by any means, but he was able to better pinpoint direction and distance than he had ever been able to before. He did not think it was some great insight into the so-called higher physics that were probably beyond his ability, but a matter of close contact with the being on the other side of the portal. He admitted that his trip through the portal had added new spice and unique bogeymen to his nightly...
Porter felt the world dissolve around him into utter disorientation. A terrible static grated his ears but he had no hands to stifle the sound. The world blinked rapidly for a moment of stomach churning effects and then the view turned black or blue. Every object in the universe was bleeding fractals that raced across his vision in an order that escaped his ability to grasp. He tried to count colors; they zipped away. He tried to imagine structures of geometry but anything remotely...
‘Yes! Yes! Oh, that feels so good!’ Christina screamed as Damon pounded her pussy from behind, his hard erection working on her sensitive clit to bring her almost to the point of orgasm. ‘Please master,’ she begged. ‘Please master I need to cum, I need to cum so bad.’ Damon smiled, he loved fucking her while she was still (partially) wearing her school uniform. He had her bent over the desk in his office and was pounding her pussy relentlessly. ‘Tell me how much you need it.’ Damon teased....
Porter was not comfortable shaking hands with other people. In the Empire, the typical hello/goodbye combination was a slight bow from the shoulders up. Not only was the custom less messy, bowing saved time because there was no need to approach every single person in a room; bow once at a conference table and the touchy-feely stuff was done. Besides, Porter knew few wanted to squeeze his fat, squishy fingers. However, he was not standing in the Empire and its cold manners anymore. He was...
Christina was sitting at home one day, getting ready to go to church. She was just arranging her cardigan when the phone rang. ‘Hello Christina’ Said a voice on the other end of the line, sounding both strange and familiar to her. ‘Who is this?’ asked Christina innocently. The voice just ignored her, ‘You are feeling very horny. The only way to get release is to uses the vibrator under your bed. Once you do this you will remember everything and call us for further instructions.’ It said....
Introduction: Its a history about a group of teenagers that live in a beach town called Blue Creek. The focus changes between them and their experiences as the plot develops. Flowing between romantic teen sex, fetishes of all kinds and brutal sex scenes. Itll approach it all. Hi there, Here are some considerations for you to understand what is this story: – Blue Creek is told from several different points of view, always in the first person. In total there will be 7 or 8 main characters....
For two years, John Doe had been working for Blue Diamond Escorts, unquestionably the most prestigious and exclusive such agency on the planet. Blue Diamond was for the cream of the crop: the richest, most powerful, most famous people in the world. Movie stars, senators, foreign dignataries, captains of industry, these were the clientele that Blue Diamond served. Just to be put on their list of customers required a security deposit that could have purchased a Ferrari. John was an escort, and...
With its romantic arches and ancient red brick walls and ceilings, it was the perfect cosy hideaway for our illicit trysts. The Dulham Laboratory just outside Axford had been built on the site of an old stately home that had been destroyed in a horrendous fire in the 1930s. During demolition the original cellars of an earlier building had been discovered and they were kept because of their historical significance. As I lay on my back, completely relaxed on the amazingly comfortable king size...
Office SexSummary – Tiffany plays with her mom and dad. Previous Story Summary – Tiffany gets frustrated. Mom and Tiffany have a little ‘talk.’ Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. In real life, incestuous relationships, particularly when an under-aged person is involved with a parent or...
Two days passed in Sky House and Porter finally believed that he had found a place to rest his weary bones. He had been content at Zeb’s house where he was able to rest and regain some sense of balance after his life was turned upside down. He had also been weak and recovering while trying to come to grips with a wild planet and an outrageous gift. Zeb’s had not been comfortable, but it had been stable and a source of many hours of delicious solitude. He had been given time to let the strange...
The second day after the death of Alin, Porter and Gilly were resting around a small fire they had lit in a grove of twisted trees. The wind was a soft breeze but it was enough to steal the heat from any exposed part of their bodies. Despite the cold, Gilly was sitting with her coat in her lap, sealing the hole from the arrow with needle and thread. Porter was trying to keep his mind away from the unanswerable questions and avoid falling into his bad habit of turning inward and ignoring the...
I see the neon sign flashing blue, thinking of you and the things we do, it turns to red – what more can be said, you are next to me in bed, then it changes to red and you are in my dream. I live on the edge of the city in Max’s motel (that’s me. Max I mean) although my real name Pete. I look out of my window before I slumber, your picture placed on my locker beside my bed. I watch the ‘welcome to Ontario and Max’s place’ flash on the Neon sign. It is blue and I am thinking of you, the...
A hand kept shaking his shoulder urging him to wake up. The glue around Porter’s eyes finally relented and his eyes looked directly into the gathered fabric of a maid’s bosom. The view was a new experience for him. “Erp?” squeezed out of his constricted throat as he tried to make sense of the scene before his eyes. “Sir, you need to awaken and get dressed,” the somewhat familiar voice insisted. “Your guests will be here soon and you’re practically naked.” Porter heard the word “naked” and...