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The UninvitedThe Nanci Report - a fine line between reality and fantasyChapter 4 - Part 3That faithful weekend would plant the seed of hatred in Jen... she had convinced herself that perhaps she had finally found the elusive happiness she so desperately searched for.That search resulted in as many disappointments as encounters; one of them resulted on her becoming pregnant; she had thought, wrongly that the k** would secure him by her side; it wasn't so... He had effectively disappeared, never...
The UninvitedThe Nanci Report - a fine line between reality and fantasy Chapter 5 Part 3Nanci felt the butterflies in her tummy getting wilder as the bus approached her last stop. The heavy clouds and the fresh snow on the ground did not help with her apprehension in heading back to the office again...She had thought about not returning, leave the province altogether... had wanted to go back to Ontario; perhaps go back to her times there, when the world seemed hers to conquer. Perhaps go back...
The UninvitedThe Nanci Report - a fine line between reality and fantasyChapter 5 part 1The following morning, Nanci woke up only to find the place empty. There was note on the center table from Randy. A nagging headache was starting to annoy her; she got herself off the couch,Her body was alive with uncomfortable sensations; her butt had faint reddening marks, turning purple in some areas, the pain had settled deep in her body, her pussy felt irritated and dry, not as dry as her mouth. She...
The UninvitedThe Nanci Report - a fine line between reality and fantasy Chapter 5 Part 2Sunday was a nightmare for Nanci; the day before she had reached home rather early. It was fortunate that her girlfriend was still upset at her for making her come home alone from the party, so when Nanci opened the door she hadn't even looked at her when she walked into the room.It was good, for now... she rapidly turned into the hallway leading to the washroom and disappeared from viewShe took all of her...
An ISS reader and I had a good role play over text messages, and later, he became the uninvited guest at my place. I would like to picture that as reality and put it into words here today. Before we jump into my world, here is a word of a disclaimer. Boys, he played really well to get me into exchanging conversations with him. Please do not drop emails to me requesting anything of the sort. I do not reply to your emails, even if you sound like a nice person. I had my first ever experience...
The UninvitedThe Nanci Report - a fine line between reality and fantasyChapter 4 - Part 2Jen and Nanci were laying next to each other on the bed laughing. Suddenly Nanci reached over, and without warning kissed Jen softly on the lips. Her face was still so close to Jen's, and she could feel her breath on her cheek. Jen was left speechless, not knowing what to say. She felt at peace, thinking that Nanci was rapidly becoming her best friend...almost like a sister. A very i****tuous sister that...
Introduction: this is one of my earlier stories uninvited guest: It was a bad day from the start. car broke down, and had to take the bus to work in a major heat wave, plus i was late. My boss, of course didnt care. He was just a lazy bum and the work staff was just a bad. Spent most the day dealing with loud mean people with no patients. to add to my suffering, i had to work much later to clear up other tellers mistake. Finally got home about 1:00am. As i headed to my bedroom, i was...
An Uninvited Houseguest By Monsta Donna glanced at her Fitbit and let out a groan. She could have sworn she had jogged further than it indicated. As she turned the corner, she sighed in frustration again as the setting sun got in her eyes. She glanced downward to avoid looking at the bright sun, but she kept up her pace. It was a beautiful sunny late May evening in ParkView Estates, a suburban neighborhood featuring above average homes. Donna was in a pink tracksuit, and her long...
Be The Cuck! I would call my readers cucks, but you sad fucks don't have a girlfriend or wife to cuck you. However, that doesn't stop you, bastards, from having a cuck mindset, and nothing is more pathetic than being a single cuck.Cucking SoloIn an effort to create the cuck illusion, I bet you fucks give back ally hand jobs while depriving your own cock of a stroke. Of course, it's not the same thing, but it's just as depressing, if not more so. An angel cries every time you cuck your own...
Premium Cuckold Porn SitesI awoke in the sick bay, lying in a hospital bed with tubes coming out of my arms. I tried to move, but I was weighed down by something, and the needles were sore where they pierced my skin. I looked down at my body to see Vi’s huge head resting on my legs, her eyes closed as she slept. Her long body trailed off into the room, passing under the curtain that divided the beds. I was hooked up to monitoring equipment, and my muscles ached, as if I had been lying still for too long. My ribs hurt...
Hank was not looking forward to ringing this doorbell. The one part of his job he really hated was having to interview children who were being sexually abused by their relatives. This time it was a report of a father having sex with his fourteen-year-old son, and it was the eleven-year-old younger brother who had reported it! But there was something about the report that was a little strange, so Hank had arranged to meet the younger boy when the rest of the family was away, to try to find out...
2. Good Morning 3. Clotheslined It was a couple days after mine and Kara’s last ‘episode’ parents were gone for four more days on the cruise. We hadn’t done anything since last time. Well, sure, we’d had sex, but we hadn’t done, you know…anything. We had gotten bored, sex only takes up so much time, and even with our common interests, we were running out of fun and new non-sexual things to do. She suggested a picnic somewhere out in the woods around my house, but we woke up kind of lazy...
When Arlette and I arrived at the bistro, Caroline and Claude, who had gone there directly from work, were already waiting. Claude did the introductions. I ignored Caroline's outstretched hand and kissed her on both cheeks. She looked wonderful. Her pitch-black hair and dark eyes contrasted beautifully with her pale skin, just as Claude had told us. And her mouth! Her full lips were always slightly apart. It made me think that she was permanently ready to plant a kiss on a cock head in front...
This is not by me but I like it For those of you who have read some of my other stories, you'll know that I am not one to back down from a wager. Hubby and I had scheduled a seven-day Mexican Riviera cruise for the Fall, and I wanted to bring my sister along too. Unfortunately my sis was still suffering the economic woes of a recent divorce, and could not afford to buy her own ticket. That's when I approached hubby and suggested we gift her the tickets. He was not at all receptive, given the...
I have successfully passed all the phases of my purification and slave training. As promised, my Master has accepted me back as soon as I was released from the prison beneath the Eglise Sainte Jacqueline. My life is back to normal - as far as a relationship consisting of a Master, a Mistress and a slave can be called normal. It is normal in the sense that my Master has returned to using all three of my orifices and my Mistress allows me to pleasure her with my tongue. How long was I held...
WARNING: This is a very intense tale of fiction. Nothing in the story is real. AlineCHAPTER 1 Aline walked down the street looking into the beautiful setting summer sun, the brightness was a soft reddish yellow as it bathe her young body in warmth. Feeling the sun as it warmed her smooth face and neck Aline tingled. Marveling at the way it felt warming her young tender nipples through the sheer cotton sleeveless shirt; Aline let her mind drift to Bobby Baker. Bobby was a high school dream and...
After over two hours of holding the same position in the cold afternoon air Harriet was beginning to regret not taking advantage of Gwendoline's kindness in getting her out of the assignment. It was not a comfortable pose at all, involving as it did keeping one foot raised almost off the ground with only the tip of her big toe on the ground and almost all her weight on the other. One hand was resting lightly on her hip and the other touching her breast, which Jim assured her looked fine...
Babette By Margaret Jeanette Holly Hunter sat in her dad's office She had stopped in to visit with him as she seldom saw him. Their conversation turned to an area Holly dreaded. Her dad was a successful contractor who had built his business up being fair and honest with his customers. Jim Hunter was a workaholic who wasn't happy until a job was done. He said, "Holly, I love you but you are twenty-five years old. When I was twenty-five I was already married three years. You...
The royal apartments of the castle were built to be fully enclosed, with the only access coming from the grand stairway (which was guarded by the fearsome Veronomigan Guard) and the throne room (which, itself, only had one entrance which was also under guard). Being so self-contained, the apartments themselves were built around an internal staircase that provided access to three levels- the bottom being primarily servant’s quarters, the middle having both larger suites and several functional...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
So my wife is excited. Her brother who lives in California and she hasn't seen in a few years decided to take a family vacation. They are coming to visit us in San Antonio. It's himself, wife and their two boys. The boys and him are cool to hang out with. We always have a good time when we spend time with them.Now his wife, Lizbeth is a different story. She's very pretty, nice tits and ass. She is a solid MILF The only downside is that she is batshit crazy. Also is clinically bipolar, takes...
When I arrived at Caroline's apartment the next day, she opened the door dressed in a silk gown which showed off her stunning figure to best advantage. The garment was held together around her waist and whenever she walked and later when she sat down the gown opened and her beautiful long legs came into view. I was amazed to see her like that. My surprise must have shown on my face, because she said, "I hope you don't mind that I receive you like this. I had a quick shower when I got home...
True story? You decide A couple of years ago, I decided to lose weight and bought a bike for exercise. A few years later, I got a gym membership. Last Christmas, because I got tired of riding the bike in rush hour I got an elliptical machine. Between the workouts at home and at the gym and the long bike rides, I was, if I do say so myself, turning into middle-aged stud muffin. As I was trimming up, my wife of fifteen years was making no headway. She was always on the heavy side. With the...
ToysHow I became Mistress Mischelle's maid babette sissy babs This is the beginning of a multi-part story that I am working on with my wife. She wrote the part "Mischelle's maid babette's training" and submitted it to Fictionmania. It was added on 7/24/2007. I suggest that you open up another Internet window and have that story ready but don't read it until the character in this story is reading it. After reading my wife's story then return to this one but...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
"She came in through the bathroom window" I'm Karl. I'm six-four, 240. I'm fifty--a retired EMT. I live next to a busy street. I keep my sliding glass door open for ventilation and have my computer next to it. I was typing away at a story when I heard a shot. I snapped my head to the left, just in time to see a bicyclist dive off the road and headlong into a tree. They bonelessly tumbled down the embankment wrapped up in their bike only to come to rest in a heap on the lawn not ten feet...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
It was 6:50 am and Aileen had just arrived for her shift at the music store. She was opening again and had an hour to herself to get everything in order before unlocking the doors. She adjusted her low ponytail, grabbed her coffee, locked the car, and walked to the front door, keys in hand. As she opened the door, the alarm warning began to beep. Suddenly, she was grabbed from behind and forced inside. As the unknown assailant pushed her to the back of the store, she heard another...
ReluctanceWe arrived at around 8 o'clock that night. We put out pajamas on and did each others hair, then decided to do a 'fashion show'. Andrea wanted her father to come watch us, so I reluctantly agreed. Her father sat on her bed and waited patiently while we changed. While we sat in her closet, Andrea drew out a plan and had decided to divide up the show into sections. Starting with our regular pajamas, then casual, then a more dressed up look, then underwear. I was a little shocked to hear she...
Sherri pulls into the drive. It’s been a long day at work and she is thinking of how the weekend will be so lonely with Rob on a business trip that came up at the last minute. She gets out of the car and grabs the bags of groceries she picked up on the way and walks to the door. Once inside, Sherri puts the items she bought away and then heads out to feed the animals, thinking once that is done she can shower and settle in for a relaxing, if not lonely, weekend. Later, with the animals fed and...
The day started with a thrill of nervous excitement. I had been awaiting that particular Friday for quite some time, since it was the day that my parents would leave me alone for an entire weekend. My parents owned a large and successful company, so they always went on long business trips while dragging me along. After much persuasion I finally convinced my parents that I was old enough to be left alone for one weekend while they went away, since I was already 18. My parents, Gerald and...
I had just witnessed the sexiest and most beautiful thing I had ever seen: my stepson masturbating to orgasm. The sight was seared into my brain now, I do not ever remember being so aroused. I could literally feel every beat of my racing heart in my throbbing clitoris. My vagina was wet and dilated. My lubrication was flowing out of me, coating my inner thighs and running down the crack of my behind. I knew my scent was obvious. Bryan had to smell my arousal; I could smell my own scent. I...
TabooThe wife was out at work, as I had about four hours to myself I thought I'd spend some time on xhamster, I was looking through the new videos and finding some that really suited me was getting quite turned on, so I was sat there, jeans round my ankles, slowly rubbing my 6" erect cock, having a nice leisurlly wank.After around 90 minutes I was feeling really good, getting ready to speed up for a good cumshot, when there was a knock at the door. Fucking Marvellous I thought, pulling up my jeans,...
Sherri pulls into the drive. It’s been a long day at work and she is thinking of how the weekend will be so lonely with Rob on a business trip that came up at the last minute. She gets out of the car and grabs the bags of groceries she picked up on the way and walks to the door.Once inside, Sherri puts the items she bought away and then heads out to feed the animals, thinking once that is done she can shower and settle in for a relaxing, if not lonely, weekend.Later, with the animals fed and...
HardcoreBecky Hamilton was upset she had gotten stuck working a double shift on such a beautiful sunny Saturday afternoon. She was a front desk attendant at the River Star Plaza hotel, and the person who was supposed to be working the desk tonight had called in "sick". Becky tried calling backups from the list, but oddly enough not one of the people on the list seemed to want to answer their phone on a beautiful summer's day. This had forced Becky to work a double. Of course, Becky had...
An Univited Mall Guest By Monsta A man in an outdated brown suit appeared in the middle of Park Plaza Mall near the GAP store, but no one happened to be looking in that direction at the moment he appeared. His attire made him appear as if he had just walked in from 1983, and in a way he sort of had, in a technical aspect anyway. The mall had been a lot busier in 1983, of course, but Park Plaza still got a fair share of customers these days even in the age of online shopping. A...
While she was tending to her wounds, one of the zombie/monster actors that was on the set happen to walk towards her trailer away from the set that they were both in. She also happen to turn on the shower while she was about to strip her clothing, not knowing one of the cast member happened to make its way into her trailer with the door unlocked. The monster who was known as the licker, it made its way into her trailer as it stalk its way towards the noise that was being made. The licker who...
This story is based on an episode from Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read . Convinced that Savita and Annie are Vedant and Kiran’s fiancés, their parents lend them a huge amount to settle the wedding expenses. Vedant and Kiran had never expected their parent to lend them such a huge amount. The men decided to treat Savita and Annie for their immense help. They took the ladies to a posh night club. They ordered a personal booth at one corner along with expensive champagnes. Savita was...
This story is based on an episode from Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read . Convinced that Savita and Annie are Vedant and Kiran’s fiancés, their parents lend them a huge amount to settle the wedding expenses. Vedant and Kiran had never expected their parent to lend them such a huge amount. The men decided to treat Savita and Annie for their immense help. They took the ladies to a posh night club. They ordered a personal booth at one corner along with expensive champagnes. Savita was...
Riya steered her dropship through the blizzard, the winds buffeting the little craft as it glided on its stubby wings, a sensor overlay projecting on her cockpit window in an attempt to help her see through the almost opaque flurry of snow. It was coming down harder than she had ever seen it, battering the craft’s hull, audible even over the sound of the thrusters as they pulsed to maintain altitude. This should have been a routine supply run, she had been tasked with delivering a cargo bay...
She was gone when I awoke, cold in the absence of her coiled body that was usually wrapped around me like a heavy blanket. They had probably set out already, I had no duties while I was on sick leave, there was no reason for me to get up. I rolled over on the mattress and tried for a while to go back to sleep, but the knot in my stomach would not allow it. I decided to get up and make my way to the situation room, maybe I could watch the progress of the mission. I swung my legs out of bed and...
Riya steered her dropship through the blizzard, the winds buffeting the little craft as it glided on its stubby wings, a sensor overlay projecting on her cockpit window in an attempt to help her see through the almost opaque flurry of snow. It was coming down harder than she had ever seen it, battering the craft’s hull, audible even over the sound of the thrusters as they pulsed to maintain altitude. This should have been a routine supply run, she had been tasked with delivering a cargo bay...
I drove the pickup down the dirt track as the sun began to dip below the horizon, Vi was coiled in the flatbed with her plasma rifle resting on the roof, her weight making the rear suspension dip as we bounced over the uneven road. I saw the Daugherty’s silo poking up above the wild fields in the distance, this should be close enough. I slowed the vehicle to a stop and hopped out, retrieving my rifle from the passenger seat and slinging it over my shoulder as Vi dropped down heavily behind...
I walked around the courtyard holding the cellphone over my head, searching for a signal. God damn it, how many satellites had the ADVENT fleet plowed through during their time blockading the planet? I couldn’t get any damned bars. Vi watched with amusement from her perch on the roof of the barn, idly guzzling barbecued pork as I wandered around the property cursing. I hadn’t had any idea how to prepare the pig carcass Kadavy had given us, but Vi apparently did. I had given her a knife and...
I swilled my third cup of coffee, cradling my head in my hands and groaning as Vi sat nearby with a smirk. My head was pounding, I felt like there was a chisel lodged in my brain, and my usual hangover remedies weren’t scratching it. “We’re never doing that again,” I complained, and Vi huffed at me with amusement. I had slept for hours, the venom was not without its side effects apparently. The bite wounds had closed quickly and were now merely small, red punctures, but the bruises were...
A rasping on the window interrupted my troubled sleep, I opened my eyes, and saw what might be the the shadows of fingers raking the frosted glass behind the tiny window. It looked dark out, the yellow glow was coming from a streetlamp. Curious, I got up and walked over to the window, it was a small rectangular pane of glass towards the ceiling, and I reached up to open it the tiny crack it would allow. Cool night air flooded in, and I waited, wondering who it could be. A slimy, winding...
We drove for hours, following the open road, almost devoid of traffic, passing through forest and field, not knowing what our destination might look like. Would we try to find a resistance homestead? How would be know where to look? They would be hidden from ADVENT, and they may just fire on us if they saw an ADVENT troop carrier approaching their gates. Contact XCOM? How? They would surely shoot Vi on sight even if I had a way to contact them, which I didn’t, and I couldn’t stand the thought...
When the aliens were done eating and the pork was all but gone, the Mutons retreated into the shelter of the barn, and once they were out of view Vi slinked down from her perch and accompanied me back to the house. I didn’t press her on the issue of the Mutons, she would have to get over her prejudices on her own, it didn’t seem that she could be convinced of their benign intentions. We got into bed, Vi throwing the sheets over us and trying to coil as much of her body beneath them as she...
I opened the door of the cabin, placing my rifle on a table. It was a pre-war model, antiquated, but even a musket would kill a man, it might do so less efficiently, at a lesser range, but it was no less deadly. Boss had been teaching me how to fire it, how to maintain the weapon. I could strip it and clean it now, the parts and inner workings as familiar to me as the turrets I used to manufacture in the factory back home. I had been getting better over the days since the battle, I could hit...
The summer sun beat down on the golden fields of wheat, wafting gently in the cool breeze, like an ocean extending as far as the eye could see. The crops had come in nicely, and now the Mutons were hard at work harvesting them, a tractor pulling a trailer beside a giant combine harvester as it disgorged the grain through a pipe that extended from the side of the machine. As I watched the tractor broke off, its trailer full to the brim with produce, turning away to take its load to the grain...
Marty drove the car into the garage and was surprised by the array of vehicles. After getting out, he walked over the vehicle that was beside his rental car. “Fuck me! Is that an original 1953 Holden FJ Panel Van?” he asked. It was painted in Royal Mail Red and had the black leather bench seat and white interior paint. It gleamed like new. “It was my first car, don’t knock it,” Mary said defensively. “Knock it! It’s awesome. Wow! What I’d give to own one, it looks brand new.” “Well, it’s...
Her body undulated, creeping around me, fat, heavy coils lined with scales so imperceptibly smooth they might as well be skin brushed against me. Her chubby tail encircled me in a prison made of taut muscle that flowed like liquid. I struggled impotently, my limbs bound tightly against my body, but it was pointless, I could no more escape from her clutches than a fly could escape a spider. Images of monstrous snakes played through my mind as the great animal loomed over me, its imposing...
“So you’re the guy my daughter has been creaming her jeans about” asked Mary, Caroline’s mom. WTF? ‘creaming her jeans’ and this out of her mother. “Don’t mind her. She doesn’t have much in the way of MOUTH FILTERS, do you, mom?” All I could do was stand there and turn red. MY mother would have asked nosy questions from any girl I’d ever brought home, not RUDE questions. Caroline disappeared into another room and figured it was about time to make my exit. “Caroline, thanks for coming...
Jacqueline's interview by mya fantasy story description in this story a 21 year old proud and confident crossdresser named jacqueline agrees to be part of a research study being carried out by a psychology professor named chris. This is a complete transcript of the interview consisting of over 30 questions. Note: the interview questions are in upper case text and were written by a human (me) using the pen name mya fantasy. The answers are those provided by chatgpt without any...
Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...
Vintage Porn SitesI should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...
Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...
Porn Pictures SitesIntroduction: If you havent read Evangeline, you may want to read it first . Until the night I met Henri Dauterive, I lived in a world devoid of light. My own choice, of course. I preferred the night and stayed in the shadows during the day. I hid from anything that might reveal what I was. Henri stumbled into me as I crossed Canal Street on my way uptown. Already inebriated, he was on his way down to the Quarter. I dont know why I turned to follow him. Maybe it was nothing more than easy...