Separation Anxiety
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Veronica could feel her chest tightening as breathing became a chore, then transitioned into impossible. Her hands felt hot despite the cold chill of the fall wind. They shook violently, she didn't know if she could walk another step. "Get it together." Taking deep breaths she managed to shakily take a seat on the marble fountain edge in the center of the secluded park, it was small and intimate, usually relaxing. It was also along the way to her new job. But today also marked the day of the...
SupernaturalBut when I try to hit on a girl, I freak out. My stomach tenses up into knots and my throat goes dry and raspy. Every time, without fail, when I see a girl I find attractive, it happens. I’m 18 and I wouldn’t say I’m particularly ugly. I’m not a model or anything, but I get plenty of looks from girls around campus. I play a lot of sports and hope to jump into uni on a football scholarship. But that damn vee card… I know it’s not a big deal, most guys are still virgins at my age. Well, if you...
Your Wish Come True by Pol Roger Chapter 14 Anxiety Some friendships can be tricky ONLY two more days to the end of term, Mandy reflected happily as she put her blazer into her locker and retrieved some books that she needed for her Biology lesson later that morning. She closed the locker and headed off down the corridor. "Ow! Watch where you're going!" "Oh, sorry,"...
People do not choose to attend the academy, they are carefully selected; it is a true science, an elegant game. The academy is a place where behavioural science, neurochemistry, bioengineering, and synthetic biology are utilised to test the limits of pleasure and despair. Only the most elegant and devious minds are allowed to work here, to select our very special “guests” realize their full potential. None of us work full time at the academy, we have two lives; one we show to all, the other...
Introduction: Only the most elegant and devious minds are allowed to work here, to select our very special guests and realize their full potential Prologue People do not choose to attend the academy, they are carefully selected, it is a true science, an elegant game. The academy is a place where behavioural science, neurochemistry, bioengineering, and synthetic biology are utilised to test the limits of pleasure and despair. Only the most elegant and devious minds are allowed to work here, to...
I wish to thank Annabelle Brito for reviewing and making suggestions that have greatly improved the story. The characters are the from my perverted way of thinking. This is complete fiction and any resemblance to persons living or dead is pure coincidence. I hope you enjoy it. Please leave your comments, good or bad. I try to learn from constructive criticism. If you prefer you may email me at [email protected]. Performance Anxiety Joe Janice and I knew each other...
Tina was devastated. Her husband suddenly announced that he didn’t want to be married anymore and left. She thought that the last five years had been ok, even if not exciting. As the word got around at work, she discovered that the married women were not very sympathetic and the divorced ones too bitter to be of any help. Men started paying a lot more attention to her. She cynically thought they were just sniffing around for some available lonely pussy. After two weeks of sleeping alone she...
I have a pretty good deal with the work I do. It pays well and doesn’t take up a lot of my time. But every once in a while it’s an intense couple of weeks involving travel. I was about to leave for the airport and would be in California for almost two weeks. I had been married to my wife, Kana, for just six weeks but she couldn’t come with me because she was still in high school and couldn’t miss. Kana was 18 and we got married so that she could escape her repressive and controlling parents. We...
Note: this story features characters from ‘The Tutor.’ I was using the school office photocopier when Myles suddenly popped up out of nowhere, startling me. ‘Hi, Willow!’ He chirped. ‘What are you doing?’ I put a hand to my heart, taking a deep breath. ‘Good grief! Do you want to give me a heart attack?! You scared me! I’m just doing a little photocopying. Our review notes for math later this afternoon,’ I added. ‘What are YOU doing?’ ‘Um,’ he said, ‘well, technically, I’m...
Fortunately, the rest of the protest was rather peaceful. My brother stopped the few anarchists who had shown up hoping to use the protest as cover for some robbery attempts. Jason, Ashley, and I found that someone had already warned people on the route of the march. Buildings were closed, and many had placed boards over their windows to protect them. The three-mile march proved to be no more strenuous than a weekend jog. Jason was the first to notice that the marchers were having trouble...
We left Denerim a scant few days later. We’d managed to avoid Eamon – who was apparently accompanying Connor to Kinloch Hold – altogether, and saw Kallian only briefly, between her duties as Bann of the Alienage. Cailan had ‘people’ looking into who would have attacked Anora’s ship, as did Leliana, though I doubted we would ever get closure on that subject. Erlina had been locked up in Fort Drakon – but in a rather comfortable room, not a cell, and the reforms Cailan had brought to the prison...
The next morning at breakfast, Fergus informed us he’d found us passage to Ostwick leaving in the afternoon. We split up to get last-minute errands done, like packing and shopping for a few supplies. I insisted on going down to the Alienage with the hopes of running into Ena, and though Avanna grumbled, she relented when Alistair insisted on coming as well. My poor, frustrated guard captain had learned little about Dera’s escape except that it had happened only two or three days after we...
Anxieties By Lorraine B. (c) 2006 All Rights Reserved Chapter 1 Why in the hell did I ever take this job? Was it the money? Was it the potential of promotion? Was it the travel? Was it being my own boss? Was it all the benefits thrown at my feet? Was it in fact my own greed? Nope, I had those loans to repay. This was my second job in five years since graduating college. I was pathetically and depressively unhappy since I missed my family and friends after moving so far away...
Dear reader, This story has no sex in it. It tells of a husband and a wife who have a problem. The wife has the problem, and feels she can’t tell her husband. This tale of woe is caused from listening to the wrong people and not communicating with a spouse. As I said…this is a first for me too…there is no sex in this story at all. None. Nada…imagine that. Curious2c Separating Factors. She hit me with it right after dinner one night. My wife had been reserved all week long, and this Friday...
She hit me with it right after dinner one night. My wife had been reserved all week long, and this Friday night she seemed even more so that way. I was worried about her, and actually started the conversation that caused this to happen. "Honey, what's up? You've seemed upset about something for over a week now." "It's nothing really. I just have been trying to figure something out." "Well, you have me worried dear. Care to enlighten me at all? Something has been bugging...
The reason the bigwigs had not made me permanent Director of Research and Development became clear two days after my forced talk with Sherrie. I was offered my choice of that job or a position as Deputy Assistant Director of Western Operations with our parent corporation. That office was headquartered in Denver, but I'd be away as much as three months out of every year, traveling to every place between the Mississippi River and the Pacific Ocean where we had a factory or office. I took their...
He catches her cheating, and won't put up with it.My wife knows me so well. She can predict where I will to take her out to dinner, for instance, though I've tried hard to surprise her. She has an instinct for when I need a little tender loving care too. She knows everything about my life...from fumbling flirtations with girls in high school to the angst of being passed over for a promotion I thought I deserved. She knows I'm scared shitless of snakes, whether they're dangerous or not. She...
Chapter 7 ‘Hey! Anyone home?’ I was at Melissa and Cal’s front door, banging on the screen door hard enough to rattle the windows. I was grinning for all I was worth. I hadn’t seen my friends in a long, long time and I was anxious to see them. I heard the rustle of movement behind the closed door before it was pulled open. ‘RON!’ I couldn’t tell at first whether Melissa was happy to see me or not. She stood there, trembling like a leaf for a couple of seconds before pushing open the...
About 8 years ago I met my wife online. She had a very nice femdom profile and I was submissive so I said what the heck. She was very pretty and she dominated me extensively for the first year. One of the things she loved to do was make me wear nipple clamps and chastity devices under my clothes while in public. Then she became bolder and began to advertise to her girlfriends that she was my dom and to prove it she would have me undress for her girlfriends. Many times she would take my chastity...
Sunday comes before Monday, though, and Saturday before that. Sherri came home well before midnight, pissed off because some SOB had slashed the tires on her car "outside the club." Three teens were seeing running away, she said. She'd had to wait three hours for the AAA folks to get there. Apparently, I'd not been observed destroying the tires on the cars and someone else was suspected. I actually had no idea whether the 'three teens' story had any legitimacy, but the three-hour wait...
The reason the bigwigs had not made me permanent Director of Research and Development became clear two days after my forced talk with Sherrie. I was offered my choice of that job or a position as Deputy Assistant Director of Western Operations with our parent corporation. That office was headquartered in Denver, but I'd be away as much as three months out of every year, traveling to every place between the Mississippi River and the Pacific Ocean where we had a factory or office. I took their...
Melissa's Diary: I was happy for Ron. After seeing him so miserable for so long, it was good that he'd found someone he could be happy with and who seemed to have his best interests at heart. They made a beautiful couple on the three occasions Cal and I saw them about town and especially on the dance floor at Fischer's. Ron, I could tell, had taken some dancing lessons. I don't know where he found the time, but their effect was more than evident. He and Karen would glide around the...
"Hey! Anyone home?" I was at Melissa and Cal's front door, banging on the screen door hard enough to rattle the windows. I was grinning for all I was worth. I hadn't seen my friends in a long, long time and I was anxious to see them. I heard the rustle of movement behind the closed door before it was pulled open. "RON!" I couldn't tell at first whether Melissa was happy to see me or not. She stood there, trembling like a leaf for a couple of seconds before pushing open the screen...
Jeff sat on the beach as he enjoyed his yearly separate vacation from his wife, Stephanie. For the twelve years they’ve been happily married, Jeff and Stephanie have taken one week each year to recharge their batteries outside the company of the other. They have one rule, they don’t tell each other where they are going nor do they ask each other about their vacations when they return home. Of course, they take vacations with each other at other times in the year and generally have a...
At first, I had no idea what to do. I didn't have a clue what I should do. What was the approved reaction from a husband who discovered his wife was cheating on him? I'm afraid the company didn't get much work from me over the next week and a half. I would be working on something and would suddenly find myself gazing into space, not knowing how long I'd been doing it. A number of the staff members asked me if there was anything wrong, but I always replied there was not. No one could help...
We had to file under the "no fault" provisions of the law since I took the time to exact a measure of revenge on my soon-to-be ex-wife. Seems that when I had sex with her after becoming certain of her infidelity, under the law I had "condoned" her actions by exercising my "conjugal rights." Oh well... that was what no fault divorces were for. My attorney was awfully put out with me, but he'll get over it. I naively thought once divorce papers had been served on Sherrie, our attorneys...
When I got right down to it, I found I had little to consider. Instead, I welcomed the new... well, renewed... closeness, and though we never discussed it, it seemed she did also. Over the next few weeks, I took Sherrie to dinner or a movie a number of times. I'd have done it more often, but we both had demanding jobs and needed our rest. That limited the number of times we felt like we could go out during the workweek. Even so, we did that a couple of times too. On our second Wednesday...
In a technical sense I suppose it could be considered an orgy. We were a bunch of people who were in a room having sex with each other, and switching partners. Most sex acts are just two people in private, but for whatever reason we liked to watch as well as do it. The other reason, of course, was that when you were done with someone, you could almost always find another partner. Now in our little patch of Georgia (near the state lines of Tennessee and Alabama, we had two parties. The one on...
I saw Liz before I got moved or even screen-tested. They had a Sunday afternoon off. I took the bus down, and a taxi. She looked great. We stood there only a couple of feet apart. She was in fatigues, and I was in my usual jeans and a shirt. That's all it took. We communicated volumes in those few seconds. Finally we turned and just walked side-by-side, not quite touching, but not really very far apart, either. She talked of the physical challenges of Basic, and I learned that on those...
It was a warm summer night and I was walking home from work. It had been a late night because of the mayor’s birthday party that was held at the restaurant where I’m the hostess. It had been a large crowd and I was glad when I could finally leave. Living in a city I don’t have a car and it was too late for public transportation so I decided to walk the short distance home. As I walked I felt that someone was watching me but every time I looked there was no one there. When I got to my door I...
© Copyright 2003 Lena smiled. I looked over her apartment, and though I don't recall fantasizing about it before that, it looked just like I might have expected. It was in an older part of town but nice, not too far from the university, with cute little shops and restaurants nearby. The floor was hardwood and though the furniture was far from new, it fit perfectly. On one wall was a floor-to-ceiling shelf of books that I could easily imagine perusing for the rest of the evening. It...
2001.06.22 Twice upon a time, twice upon a place, existed a spirit drowning in misery. One, thirty-four year old Jeremiah Scottson, had lived off the street for a year after divorcing his wife of 5 years and was often found in a drunken stupor; the other, 4-year-old black-phase grey wolf/labrador hybrid Midnyte, was down to flea and tick-infested fur and bones as her owners found her an inconvenience to clean, feed, or even water regularly. Jerry's divorce devastated him, though the divorce...
In the morning, we took another shower together. We washed each other's bodies, but not with the ceremonial intensity of last night. This was a lazier, more sensuous experience. After a while, Sherrie tossed the well-used bar of soap aside, giving up the pretense of bathing. Her arms went around my neck and she kissed me urgently. Backing up against the wall opposite the showerhead, she pulled me tight against her and reached between us to guide my cock inside her. We fucked slowly for a...
Liz and I might be identical, but we see the differences. She's 1/4" taller, my bust is bigger by about the same amount. She is the very precise analytical thinker, I'm more the big picture type. People treat us as if we were two halves of the same person, which can be infuriating. Telling my sister something isn't the same as telling me. There were many times when one of us got a juicy piece of gossip, and everyone assumed we both had heard it. Fortunately it was never about us. Still,...
I had my second photo shoot in Atlanta a week after the previous one. This one was a nude shoot. The same staff was there, the photographer and her assistant, also female. There was one additional person, a middle-aged woman, nicely dressed, who watched from one side. She identified herself as Mrs. Simmons, and that was all I knew about her. Being naked in front of other people was something I'd gotten used to in the last couple of years. The photographer was all business, and from time to...
I didn't expect to end up as a Call Center Representative. A Mrs. Smith met me at the hotel when I called. I was there one night, and then taken to where I'd be living. This was a two-story apartment building with two 4-bedroom apartment thingies on each floor. Girls were on the upper story, guys were below us. There were two occupants in each bedroom, sort of like the pictures I'd seen of some college dorms. Each cluster had two bathrooms, which was good. I couldn't see eight girls...
I began to get fan mail! Apparently I made a big impression in my red halter and shorts. That had been one of the episodes that helped define me in the eyes of the fans. The hero, Kelly, the hero, came home to find us clearly going out. I was wearing a loose short-sleeved white blouse tied under my breasts over a red halter and shorts. "Where are you two going?" "We," I said, "are going down to Randy's Grill. We're going to drink iced tea, maybe one 'Real Close' each, and look at...
The party was going to be at Mom and Dad's. I fell into the preparations for it with quite a degree of comfort, and anticipation. You can't help but think about it. I was going to get laid. Just thinking about that made me wet. I've asked guys what they think about during the day of a party, and the answers don't make sense. Some guys actually get hard, others have told me they picture a room full of naked women, and others sort of relive, in anticipation, the joy of coming. Three...
I loved being home, but I was glad to get back to my apartment. I realized as the endless blue waters of the Caribbean disappeared beneath the plane's wings that I'd changed enough that I was no longer the girl that had left Northwestern Georgia only a few months before. I had my own life, I had my own career, not the one I anticipated when I'd left home, and somehow that was very important to me. Knowing where things were, and not having to keep the location of the island secret, it was...
I got myself into a couple of the Social Club shoots, though they very carefully didn't show my face. The first was of me taking it between my boobs. It was shot from the top down, so you didn't see my face, not even a glimpse. Instead you zoomed in on a girl holding her boobs together while a guy sawed back and forth. He came, little spurts of white come that spattered all over her boobs. Later you saw her boobs, coated with white streaks, as she massaged it into her skin and then put on a...
Privately we called it 'Fanny Hill meets Regency Romance'. We bought or cranked out a few dozen Regencies, threw in a few bodice rippers, and ladled on plenty of sex. Unlike porno movies where the whole point was to have sex, on these we had to rely upon such strange concepts as "story" and "plot", but the difference was profound. Where the romances had plenty of situations, we turned all of the social ones into sexual ones. London was rampant with sex, and men did what men did, but...
If I was Liz with her training I'd have probably set out a methodical plan to spark my love life. I was me, though, who decided to throw everything like college up in the air for a half-promise for a life with a guy that had every chance to fall through, and did. I did take some precautions, though. I made a few changes to my face—make-up could be so wonderful—and then headed for the town that was right next door, and not really acknowledged. It'd been an early shooting day. We nailed...
This was the way the opening scenes worked out: the woman came out of the bathroom brushing her hair. She was naked, of course, not wearing a robe like most women would have. She puts down the brush and stands in front of the closet, finally selecting a white dress with a black belt and collar. The top is low-cut, even for a 'sweetheart neckline'. Her boobs wobble as she takes a pair of shoes from a shoe rack. She doesn't bend over, that would be just a touch to blatant. Her husband is in...
Orgy Camp was wildly successful. Part of it, I think, was because it was done in segments, not as one long show; even half an hour can seem like forever when all you have is sex. There'd be five minutes here and there, usually with only a little lead-in. Woman A: "It seems so quiet around here without the kids." Woman B: "Last summer they did nothing but complain that there was nothing to do. So this year we sent them to a camp." Woman A: "We did that a couple of years ago. They...
Liz, it turned out, was in line for a medal. The gal who was the pilot, technically the Aircraft Commander, had survived after all. She'd been knocked unconscious, and Liz had made sure she got out as the plane went down. That was why the girl, Sue, actually Capt. Susan Edgecroft, landed came down on land and was rescued by a troop of British soldiers from the Parachute Regiment. She'd barely hit the ground before they were there to pick her up. The delay in finding Liz was because she...
Liz had accidentally given me the solution, but only when I thought about it. I had a scene to shoot that was an evening one, and then I didn't have to be on set until the next afternoon. It was a complicated scene involving fooling a man with a gun, I and the viewers knew it was a starter pistol) and then be "rescued" by Kelly, well, sort of. When he burst in on us I had him tied up and was really upset because he was lying on the floor and could look up my skirt. In a way it was rather...
A couple of hours later that morning, Mandy had showered and dressed for work at the office where she and Tom had worked together only a few weeks earlier. As Mandy pulled into her reserved parking place at the office, she found herself feeling sad that Tom no longer worked there with her. She'd really grown to appreciate how sexy and manly he was but then she rushed to remind herself that if Tom hadn't been pushed to the point and quitting and demanding that she give into his sexual...
Hi,I am a regular reader of erotic stories and I have enjoyed many stories. I always felt that u people were lucky to have sex. So jagging off is my only relief. I am 23 years old and I broke my virginity only 15days ago. I had it for the first time with my cousin who is 30 years by now. She is Meena. She had come to my home at the start of april. She is married for 6 years now and has a boy of 3 years. My relation with her is normal and never thought of sex with her. It was a saturday and my...
Incest“Tell me you wouldn’t love to fuck her,” she said. She was soaking wet in Dogface’s pool, holding onto Stone’s knees as he sat on the edge with his feet dangling in the water. A fit, pneumatically enhanced blonde in a black bikini and spike heels had just delivered them a pair of fruity cocktails. Nikki watched Stone glance at her ass as she walked away. Nikki grinned brightly. “You’re such a fuckin’ whore. Her, too. I mean ... really.” She hadn’t wanted to come, but she was having a...
Copyright© April 2004 27 year old Kristina Rice slammed the door as she entered her house that Friday night about 1:00am. Kristina stood 5 feet 5 inches and weighed 120 pounds. She had dishwater blond shoulder length hair. She kept her body in shape by working out and measured 34B-22-33. She was an attorney in her second year at an international law firm. She made $175,000 a year and had bought her house just 6 months ago. This is her story. She was angry at her boyfriend Robert. They...
Chapter Three - Dinner and a Show By The Technician BDSM, Bondage, Whips, M/F = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Evelyn is invited to join a very exclusive club, but she must first be interviewed by the admissions committee and explain why she deserves to be a part of SaM's very exclusive club. The series begins with her first night at the club and then progresses through the stories she tells the committee to prove she is worthy to become a permanent part of SaM's...
My name is Chris I may have a penis but deep down I was born a girl. I have long red hair baby blue eyes a soft shapely hairless body and an overpowering obsession for wearing frilly lingerie. My obsession started at a young age I found a pair of my sisters panties in the bathroom and took them back to my room. I stripped off my clothes and rubbed the dirty panties over my face inhaling her scent. My penis grew as I though of what it must be like to be a girl and get to wear such pretty...
CrossdressingIn the morning while I was packing to go home I reviewed the events of the past few weeks. I wasn't sure how I felt about everything but I was sure that the events of the night before had left me confused. I didn't know if I should have enjoyed the experience or have been totally humiliated by it. Right then I was feeling a little of both. When I went down to the lobby to check out I ran into John who had been the lead instructor for our class. I went over to tell him I enjoyed the course...
When 20 year old Catlynn confesses that she likes to be choked to orgasm, and had 4 guys including her boyfriend fuck and cum in her ass and she loved it, we know we have to shift gears immediately – this girl is a whole different level of kink, and we better play along. So we do. Troy takes on the role of “Master”, much to Catlynn’s delight. After some hyping up of the sexual tension, he reveals that Cat will in fact be having sex with someone else. That someone just...
xmoviesforyouHello ISS readers, I am back with the story about my pervert life I am Naveed, living in Bangalore, working as a manager in an IT firm. I am 5.9 inches tall, well built, and happily married. I am married to a very beautiful girl, Ayesha. This story is mine, a pervert guy who is tall, handsome, well built with thick and long dick (lund). Hereafter I will use the word lund instead of dick and chut instead of pussy which I feel is more erotic and expressible. Back to the story: So I was being...
IncestSixteen year old Mica Ackroyd had a dilemma, he had a video essay on human relation to monkeys due in three days and so far he hadn’t had a single good idea. Then all of a sudden he had a brainstorm and picked up the phone and called his buddy Bryan Wall. Bryan answered. “Hey mate this is Mica. I called to see if I could borrow your orangutan Jasper for a video essay I have to do?” Mica asked. “You know for biology?” “Hey no problemo mate but you better come get him now because my Mum’s making...
Light struck Alaric unkindly in the eyes the following morning. He ruffled his blonde hair and sat up. He groaned from the throbbing pain in his ass. Tyr was still curled next to him and had a rather strong grip around his waist. From the position he was laying, Alaric could clearly see his semi hard shaft hanging from its sheath. Smiling impishly, he leaned forward to lick the large pole of horse meat before him, tasting the bitterness of centaur sperm coated on it. He pried the large male’s...
It had been a half-hour since the girls had left and they still had not returned. I had been unaware of the time, as I had been busily ogling the bevy of hot chicks that were at the club. I was really getting horny and could not wait to bury my big slab inside Donna’s cunt. The girls finally appeared and slid into the booth on each side of me. I was just about to say, “where the hell…” when Donna reached under the table and began stroking my cock through my pants. Lisa purred in my ear, “Let’s...