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The P90SEX Adventures Part #2A What an experience, last night was simply incredible! Who’d have known that this type of thing happened behind the closed doors of none other than the Penthouse suite of a reputable downtown hotel? Such beautiful views from both the inside and out! Allie and I laid in our own bed back in our hotel room, not saying a word. We had spent a lot of energy last night and were taking the time to rejuvenate and enjoy each other’s company. She felt so good lying...
P90SEX Chapter 3: THE BEACH PARTY From in front of my computer, I called out to my wife who was in the next room, “Allie, I just got an email from Natalie. She says that we can arrive at her place any time from three o’clock this Friday. I might schedule myself off so that we can get there early.” “Great idea," Allie replied. “I’ll make plans to take the day off too so that we can leave right after breakfast and be there in plenty of time. How long would you expect it to take us?” “About...
Group SexThe P90SEX Adventures Part #2A What an experience; last night was simply incredible! Who’d have known that this type of thing happened behind the closed doors of none other than the Penthouse suite of a reputable downtown hotel? Such beautiful views from both the inside and out! Allie and I laid in our own bed back in our hotel room, not saying a word. We had spent a lot of energy last night and were taking the time to rejuvenate and enjoy each other’s company. She felt so good lying...
Group SexThe smell of breakfast came wafting up from the kitchen. Andre slowly became aware of his surroundings and moved Allie into him to kiss her. After the energy that was spent last night, they were both famished. He could hear the sound of their friends’ voices coming from downstairs and with all of the culinary smells that filled their bedroom, they made a concerted effort to get out of bed to join the others downstairs. As he began to pull on his pants, Andre exclaimed, “I can’t believe that...
Group SexP90SEX Chapter 3: THE BEACH PARTY From in front of my computer, I called out to my wife who was in the next room, “Allie, I just got an email from Natalie. She says that we can arrive at her place any time from three o’clock this Friday. I might schedule myself off so that we can get there early.” “Great idea,’ Allie replied. “I’ll make plans to take the day off too so that we can leave right after breakfast and be there in plenty of time. How long would you expect it to take us?”
The soccer tournament (revised) ©2011 By Jennifer Morrell Please let me know what you think about my story, using the review functionality on the site. Keep in mind that English is not my first language. Reposting this story elsewhere on the internet is allowed as long as it free of charge and if I am acknowledged as the author. I posted this story earlier this month and I would like to thank Leah for her review of my story. I hope you like the alterations I...
Paula,Tom,Jean and I had many sexual encounters over the next year. Jean and Tom would go off in the pool away from everyone else and play with each other. I remember one time Tom jumped out of the pool suddenly grabbing a towel and running into the house. Jean came over to Paula and I laughing. She said they were doing there normal thing which was Tom finger fucking her and she would play with his cock. This time though Tom got too involved and came in his swim trunks. We all laughed and of...
The smell of breakfast came wafting up from the kitchen. Andre slowly became aware of his surroundings and moved Allie into him to kiss her. After the energy that was spent last night, they were both famished. He could hear the sound of their friends’ voices coming from downstairs and with all of the culinary smells that filled their bedroom, they made a concerted effort to get out of bed to join the others downstairs. As he began to pull on his pants, Andre exclaimed, “I can’t believe that...
3 weeks after Arie and his wife Karen went back to home from their holiday in the Dominican republic. During this period, each day he thinks about the maid he made love with the maid Adriana Moisonda. When he arrived back home, Adriana has texted him to not to maturbate to her pictures, that she only wants that her boy gives him orgasm when he feels it. Arie promised her not to masturbate. Both keep texting with each other. Very small texts, but they keep contact. During this period, he is all...
THE CHEERLEADING TOURNAMENT"Tiff', let's go! We're going to be late for registration if we don't leave now!" Lisa Kollins screamed from the foyer.From the bedroom upstairs, Tiffany screamed, "Coming, Mom!" Inside her room, the nineteen-year-old college sophomore took one last look at herself in the full-length mirror. The girl, or the woman rather, that stared back looked fantastic in hip hugging jeans and tight t-shirt that ended at her navel. Her natural blonde hair was a deep golden hue cut...
The History So, about a year ago we played host to the first ENF Tournament. That one can be found here: https://chyoa.com/story/The-ENF-Chyoa-Tournament.41577 And it was really fun! A bunch of really good authors (Including yours truly) came together to compete for an utterly meaningless prize and title. While doing so, we made some pretty hot stories and had a lot of fun! We writers got to mess around with new and interesting characters and readers got to enjoy a bunch of stories. It was...
Eric: Agent of Allies An Axis and Allies Story by Chrissy and Caleb Jones Part One: Somewhere in the Atlantic... by Chrissy Eric sat at the main ops of the Allies base somewhere in the middle of the Atlantic. It was a quiet day and he had spent it going through some reports whilst listening to serene classical music. He thought back to those few months ago when Chrissy, his 1st Officer had left on extended holiday. He wished she would return. Then she could fill out these...
Once finished, he set the iron upright, unplugged it and left it to cool. He collected Mistress' clothes, which were now displayed neatly on hangers. Not those thin metal hangers or the cheap plastic kind. Smooth hangers with wooden encasement over the steel interior. He'd learned in recent years that those were the best kind. He'd learned so much thanks to his new life with Mistress Janet. Chief among those experiences was a crash course in domestic servitude that had trained him into an...
“When I went into the Army, I made up my mind that I was putting myself at the Army’s disposal. I believe in the war. That doesn’t mean I believe in the Army. I don’t believe in any army. You don’t expect justice out of an army, if you’re a sensible, grown-up human being, you only expect victory. And if it comes to that, our Army is probably the most just one that ever existed ... I expected the Army to be corrupt, inefficient, cruel, wasteful, and it turned out to be all those things, just...
At the end of World War Two, there were more than two million German females raped by the occupying allied forces, mostly by the Russians. The charges of rape in the Western allied zones were investigated and when necessary, military law was enforced. However in the Russian Zone of Berlin almost 100,000 German women were raped by the Russian soldiers with the full knowledge of their superior officer who not only condoned the criminal acts but actually participated in them quite often. Before...
The time had come for the yearly Ballbusting Tournament. Since the division of men and women, the Ballbusting Tournament was the only chance they had to show who the superior sex was. Everyone wanted to partake in the Ballbusting Tournament to bring glory to their sex and if not glory, what would be better than to show everyone who was ultimately superior. Even people that failed in the tournaments were treated as heroes for their courage. For the Ballbusting Tournament was not entirely without...
BDSMI was working as physical training instructor in one of the colleges and it so happened that our college was asked to participate in the inter collegiate tournament to be held at the capital of the state. There were only two girl students who would qualify for the tournament. I asked them whether they would be willing to participate in the intercollegiate. They said they will ask their parents and tell me on the following day. Because participating in the tournament means they have to come to...
World war 3 in 2035 leaves the world devastated. The economies have collapsed and civilization as we knew it has ended. Technology is pushed back several years and the surviving population lives in poverty, hunger, struggle and the worst of all, lack of recreation. The new American Empire announce a new tournament, an endless tournament where people will fight one another and get paid with money for each victory. There is no finale, no champion. Just endless bout after bout. Everyone above 18...
The day was hot and humid and full of excitement. I made my way trough the torrent of tourists, tournament enthusiasts and pickpockets, used my pass on the scanner and entered the fancy, air conditioned building that housed the registration office. The cut off period was noon today and so only one lone, but nonetheless very cute girl was still manning the desk. Despite my tardiness, she welcomed me with a cheerful smile. “Hello Cutie, are you here to enter the great Rasheul slave...
Fantasy“Odd, don’t you think? I have seen war, and invasions and riots. I have heard of massacres and brutalities beyond imagining, and I have kept my faith in the power of civilization to bring men back from the brink. And yet one woman writes a letter, and my whole world falls to pieces. You see, she is an ordinary woman. A good one, even. That’s the point ... Nothing [a recognizably bad person does] can surprise or shock me, or worry me. But she denounced Julia and sent her to her death because...
(Meh... just an idea. Leave a message bout what you think and who you think should be in here.)"Hmm... these same people again?" A gruff voice came from behind a large chair. In front of this mysterious person was a large window looking out over a wrestling arena. He wore a black ivory mask that covered his entire face. He had on a black cloak and combat boots. Long green seaweed-like hair covered half his mask. He was watching a fight with boredom in his body language."Erm... sir? We've got...
“Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn’t pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children’s children what it was once like in the United States where men were free.” ― Ronald Reagan The long, hard slog up the boot of the Italian countryside was hard on both men and equipment. Eventually, the allies found...
“How was it to be a prisoner of the Americans? Well, even those of us who believed that the Allies could be thrown out of France fell silent when we saw the way the Americans were organised, and the resources they had to work with. Their planes were constantly in the sky. Everything was mechanised, all supplies were carried by truck or train, with seemingly no concern over the amount of fuel used. If a jeep or a truck broke down, it was neglected rather than repaired, and a fresh one was...
“Yesterday will forever be beyond our reach, but tomorrow will always be there for us to catch and grasp with both hands. Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose. “ – Lyndon B. Johnson Large secure conference room deep beneath the surface of Porquenta, directly below Notre Dame: “Friends and allies,” said Brecht Chatzke, “I welcome all of you to this meeting and I have made available the latest version of the proposed agenda on the pad in front of you. We have...
Michael pushed the hot iron back and forth across the light blue board. The searing heat smoothed every crease and wrinkle in his Goddess’ suit jacket. He was ironing her work clothes; a task he performed every week. The gentle swish-swish of the iron was a pleasing sound. One he remembered fondly from his childhood. In those days, it was almost exclusively women who did the ironing. Oh, how things had changed. Once finished, he set the iron upright, unplugged it and left it to cool. He...
At the end of the tournament, the Chad/Matt/Selena/Sabrina team finished 3rd in the whole tournament, losing their semi-final round but winning their consolation game. Ryan/Derek/Jenna/Kerri played and won two more games in the consolation rounds and tied for 9th overall or something like that. Afterwards, dozens of sweaty, exhausted, tan, athletic, hot and horny young people joined together for a party on the beach, with a live band, a no-host bar, and a sort of luau complete with roast pig....
“Sure, we all want to get home. We want to get this thing over with. But the quickest way to get it over with is to go get the bastards. The quicker they’re whipped, the quicker we go home. The shortest way home is through Berlin. And there’s one thing you’ll be able to say when you get home. When you’re sitting around your fireside, with your brat on your knee, and he asks you what you did in the great World War II, you won’t have to say you shoveled shit in Louisiana.” • General George S....
I am a fairly well-toned seventeen-year-old lad and when I was sixteen I took up squash and realised what a great game it is. I was getting better the more I played and started asking around the club to find new partners to play. There was this cracking, fit eighteen-year-old who offered to give me a match but she suggested we play a game with a bit of an edge to spice it up a little. I was intrigued but she would say no more. She told me she could get access to the club courts very early,...
Spanking3... 2... 1... GO! Prepare yourself for the greatest fighting tournament of all time! Combatants from across the multiverse of video games all invited to one island for one purpose: determining who alone reigns supreme! Winners advance towards greatness! Losers get fucked! The rules are simple. Upon arrival on the island, everyone is given three star pieces. Whenever someone wins a match, they take a star piece from their opponent. Whenever they lose, they must give one up. If a fighter obtains...
ALLES IN ORDNUNG The German phrase “Alles in ordnung” is literally translated as “All in order”. It is a cultural point that reveals the true German sense of actually following orders. That is the primary reason why most of the Nazi war criminals at Nurnburg used the excuse of “I was only following orders” when they were interrogated about their war crimes. It is an attitude that cuts across all identifications in society. It is genderless, sexless, and certainly bears no relationship to...
“I liked the Ghouls,” said Andrea. “They were delightful to speak to and very friendly. Every single one I spoke to apologized for their behavior and told the same story of recalling previous wonderful times with your people, Jason. “Finally, you are accepting your role as an Emperor. Your major opposition comes from Lisirra, yet she is always close to you and touches you whenever she can. The Ghouls had no hesitation in ratifying Ixal as their Queen, and you Jason as the Emperor of...
Kittens, Unlikely Allies My mother sat in her seat surrounded by her kittens and her Advisors as the Fang sped toward the Sol system and the tiny planet called Earth. If I didn't love being a girl so much I would have happily shed my skirts for rough trousers and leather armor. I hadn't been born a girl, but my mother had been the youngest of her sisters and no one had paid attention to her or her offspring since it was her oldest sister who was in line for the throne of Lyconia....
Sorkana's Rise, Training and Meeting Allies By: Malissa Madison Sorkana was looking over the latest supplies delivered from the Weyrs of Pern. Olinda was ticking everything off adding it to the list of stores as she directed where it was to go, calculated how much the items were worth so they could make proper restitution to those who had donated them. "What's this?" she asked of several crates sitting to the side. "Those were marked for R'nold,"...
Jason had just completed dinner with Cassius and Alana, Razza, Celia, Felicia, Gamma, Jonathan, Norbert, and Philippa; when he received the notification that the fleet had arrived from Parzool. Cassius very much enjoyed the meals at Jason’s house and eagerly accepted each invitation, unless he had pressing Empire business. He also enjoyed the whole household, with its diverse members and resulting interesting and stimulating conversations. The Queen invited them up to her ship for a brief...
“[Democracy] is the line that forms on the right. It is the don’t in don’t shove. It is the hole in the stuffed shirt through which the sawdust slowly trickles; it is the dent in the high hat. Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half of the time. It is the feeling of privacy in the voting booths, the feeling of communion in the libraries, the feeling of vitality everywhere. Democracy is a letter to the editor. Democracy is the score at...
SquashToen er geld op de plank moest komen en mijn studiebeurs lang niet voldoende was om mijn levensstijl te bekostigen, besloot ik een tijdje via een uitzendbureau te gaan werken. Typtestje doen in die tijd, meer dan 140 aanslagen per minuut, hoppa, baan.Het werk was dodelijk saai, en ik keek uit naar de koffiepauzes, die ambtenaren zeker niet oversloegen. Dan ging ik lekker even naar buiten om een sigaret te roken en daar zag ik vaak een mooi meisje. Ze had net op een ellendige manier een...
Jock Tales---The Tournament “Maaaathuuuu” crash---boom---crakle crakle “Maaathuuu----agggg” Jesue fuckin christ—what was happening. I jumped from my bed, and rocketed up the stairs to Dustin's room---buck ass naked, lol. There was Dustin, standing in the middle of his room, with his arms over his head—screaming like a banshee. POW pop boom, sizzle, sizzle. “Aggggg Mathew “ ! “Jesus Dustin---what is it “? “Im scared Matthew” “Oh fuck dude, you mean the storm “? BAMM rumble rumble “Ahhhh yes,...
Many a person is glad to shake the dust off one's shoes and leave the hometown for better opportunities. I am no exception, but I also left for another reason—my dad had been wronged by the school system that he had conscientiously served for approaching two decades. He was a good teacher, hardworking and dedicated. I did not attend the junior high school where he taught, but, more than once, when a classmate asked me, "Is Mr Sutherland your dad?" and I answered, "Yes", the response would...
Ryan woke up with both his ladies snuggled up on either side of him. After they’d come back up to the house last night, he had gone to bed. Matt had headed to his suite’s bathroom for a shower, and Jenna and Kerri had decided to ambush him there, suck his cock, and fuck him good once more before he went to bed. They thought about ambushing Ryan too and waking him up for sex, but they were truly tired themselves, so they settled for crawling in bed naked with him and going to sleep. However,...
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Kittens, Unlikely Allies, 2 With sore bottoms, Tarriana and I stood at our Dorm room window watching as both the Fang and the Dagger lept toward the stars. "Hey you two," began Saffrella. "Look at you both holding hands." She giggled. "Erika, watch the door," she urged, then produced an apple from the dining hall. "No you two stay just like that, don't move." She did something and split the apple in half, then turning them she bit into each one in several places. Then kneeling...
Kitten's Unlikely Allies, 3 By: Malissa Madison Standing beside Niesha, we followed Morella into the Throne Room to begin the Open Council Meeting. Niesha handed her a few pages with the Council Agenda on it as we each took a seat, Niesha to her right, myself to her left. She rapped the base of her scepter three times, "I call this open council meeting to order. First order of business," "Why is the Wolf Pup here?" interrupted someone from the...
Kitten's Unlikely Allies, 4 It was a sorrowful burial ceremony as Junior Captain Shields and the lost Troopers were laid to rest. My sister Lamella had been retrieved from the Kitten Academy by a Military Courier to attend since the pair had been engaged before he was assigned to the Transport. She insisted on wearing a black veil as if she was actually a widow. But refused to go to the ceremonies for the Lyconian and other Troopers. She swore that she would never fall in love...
Aiden and his brother found me in an almost catatonic state. They had to pry my fingers from the steering wheel and nearly carry me to their truck. We didn't speak much on the way to his farmhouse and upon arrival, they just let me sit for a while before starting. I was almost tearful with relief to have found someone who seemed to know at least a little about what was going on and gladly agreed to answer their questions. They were very insistent that I tell them the complete details of my...
Phil was on his way out the door when his cellphone rang. “Crap! Who’s calling my private line this time of day?” Mizo and Slavsin found this hilarious, chortling. Tristan had other ideas. “Please, you’re better than that. You need to practice expressing yourself since you need to convince so many in the coming weeks.” “You’re right, I should behave better, damn it!” That set Mizo and Slavsin off again, but before Tristan could respond, Phil answered his phone. “Hello, Phil...
Dawn crept over our camp like a soft sonata two lovers enjoy by candlelight. Soft and damp with dew. I breathe deep. Everything green and wonderful – spring. Allie awakes to join me. The rest of our camp near comas from last night’s drunk. While the rest pounded cheap beer and passed joints, Allie and I sipped and shared. Her eyes held me then – something lingering about her irises that hinted at a lifetime beyond what most girl’s in college had felt. Kindred spirits. “Good morning.” She...
For Allie This story was written for Allie as a birthday gift. Happy Birthday, Trouble! Monday You wake up lying on your side snug, warm, and comfy nestled in the sheets but sstill tired from working the night before. Consciousness comes slowly and reluctantly this morning, the desire to just stay in this Never-Never Land of semi-consciousness hard to resist. You eventually find the strength to flutter your eyes open and you see the clock on the nightstand blinking 10:30 at you. Sighing that...
This is my first story, so please let me know what you think! Allie could hardly wait. Her boyfriend had promised her a night to remember. She knew that he had wanted to try out a new fantasy, and all the things they had talked about had been very exciting. She couldn’t think about them without her pussy getting wet. Was he going to tie her up and spank her, or maybe let her best friend join in? The thought running through her mind had her spinning. As she showered, Allie ran her hands over her...
Jeff knocked on Allie’s door. Only a few moments passed before she opened it and invited him inside. “I’m alone here, Jeff, and I’m all yours,” she said to him pleadingly. Jeff entered the room and took Allie in his arms, embracing her firmly. He asked her if he could kiss her. She said, “Please do, Jeff.” They locked in a gentle caress for what seemed like hours. Jeff’s tongue slowly parted her lips and they explored each other passionately. It wasn’t long before Allie’s chest was rising and...
It is deeply shocking and incomprehensible to me that despite volumes of documentation and living witnesses who can attest to the horrors of the Holocaust, there are still those who would deny it. Mark Udall Suddenly, just as the chaos of war was beginning to quiet down, the discovery of evil changed our thoughts from jubilation at approaching victory into revulsion at the crimes committed by the Third Reich in the name of racial purity. The Nazi death camp or concentration camp called...
“Maaaathuuuu” crash---boom---crakle crakle “Maaathuuu----agggg” Jesue fuckin christ—what was happening. I jumped from my bed, and rocketed up the stairs to Dustin's room---buck ass naked, lol. There was Dustin, standing in the middle of his room, with his arms over his head—screaming like a banshee. POW pop boom, sizzle, sizzle. “Aggggg Mathew “ ! “Jesus Dustin---what is it “? “Im scared Matthew” “Oh fuck dude, you mean the storm “? BAMM rumble rumble “Ahhhh yes, Matthew the...
Once again you find yourself at the boy’s starting line, facing the next wave of the girl’s team at the other end of the field. Their firm, busty tits and perfect, shaved pussies are making all the boys rock hard. A long line of rigid dicks point straight out towards 'the enemy', each with 2 tender orbs sitting below them. The whistle blows, and both sides rush at one another!
BDSMYou've really gotten yourself in the thick of it this time. You don't know how their people found out about you, but the little black fold-out card you found slipped under your door states it plainly; the Futacolo World Federation wants you. The FWF is something everyone would deny having any basis in reality in real life, while happily consuming it's output over the Internet. A worldwide community of people with one goal; organizing and broadcasting futanari-only sex-wrestling. They have two...
FetishWednesday Morning (your birthday) You wake late again, sleep fading slowly. This is the one perk to the later shifts you’ve been working: the leisurely morning wake-ups. You look at the clock and see the pattern of numbers “10:28” and smile, the 28 reminding you that today is your birthday. You stretch, then catch yourself, worried (and maybe hoping), needlessly, that you will be caught and tormented again. Looking around you see a lump under the sheets beside you. Conflicted with worry,...
Wednesday Evening (your birthday) The day passes achingly slowly. You work retail and your sex-addled brain considers the masturbation potential of every item. You’re very creative and your need makes you fantasize about being spanked, penetrated, clamped, bound, and made to suck on a surprising array of objects. In the quieter moments, you try to imagine what’s in the gold box. You know it’ll be sexy, and can picture a lot of things that you hope and fear are in there, ruling some out due to...
Tuesday Yesterday was hell. After the excruciating tease of the morning, he just disappeared. You felt every drop of your shower on your skin, felt the water flowing down your neck, between your ample breasts, tickling slightly as it ran down your tummy and then flowing over your smooth shaved mound to tease anew at your clit. Your skin was so sensitive, so alive. You didn’t know how you were going to survive another day, never mind two, but, through more willpower than you knew you had, you...
Time: January 5, 8240 10:17 PM I got back to my private quarters shortly after evening Prayers. It had been a very nice service. I hadn't seen Qataban's sanctuary in many years, and was quite touched by how the local people had decorated it in honor of my presence. The vast cavernous space seemed hauntingly familiar to me. I started to think of it as a high-altitude version of Karbala's. I got home and had a very light snack of vegetables with my wives. And then I stretched my tired body...