Alyssa and I at the concert
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Marriage; what’s a marriage? I leaned back in this big comfortable leather chair; one of several found here in the reception of the country club we belonged to thanks to my ex-father-in-law’s exceptional wealth. I allowed my eyes to wander over to the clock in the shadows on the wall. It was past 7:00 p.m.; soon it would be time to go home. Alyssa Taylor Trevelyan nee McCloud was still gabbing about some of the odd and strange things that have occurred in her insane life. Alyssa is my former...
Alyssa Like Kassidy, I had known Alyssa since we were all in grade school. Alyssa was also a gymnast and came to the same gym as Kassidy and me, at least for a while. Alyssa had since quit the gymnastics team and taken up soccer. Her and Kassidy however, remained best friends. Kassidy and Alyssa did everything together. School, camp, sports, shopping, if you found one of them, you probably found the other as well. This even applied to dating. Often times Kassidy and her boyfriend would double...
Mr. Ryan walked into the teachers lounge only to be surprised by seeing one of his students there. Alyssa Olsen, oblivious to the fact that someone else had walked in was trying to clean up water she had just spilt. “Alyssa! Why are you here” Mr. Ryan asked. “Well you see uhh….”Alyssa stuttered, she was too embarrassed to finish her sentence. Mr. Ryan clearly seeing the girl was upset immediately softened his tone. “You know you can tell me if something is bothering you.” “Well...
I had to talk Morgan into keeping it low-key at school. There would still be a lot of flirting. One time we were sitting at the lunch table and she practically had her hand on my pants. I wanted to just take her right then and there on the lunch table! My friends knew, her friends knew, but everyone just kept their mouths shut about it. I would always grab her ass when I passed her in the hall. She would whisper the naughtiest things in my ear, or slip the sexiest notes into my hand. Every...
Alyssa puts her blonde hair back in a ponytail and takes a deep breath while smiling. A random chain of events to be certain but Alyssa doesn’t care, all she can think about is when the next opportunity to get some black cock will be! Alyssa wakes up as the car continues to zoom down the dark highway. She kinda wipes her face a bit as she pulls her phone out to see thats it three in the morning. She looksup at the front of the car where her dad is driving and her mom is sleeping. Hey dad...
(AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}}); Alyssa puts her blonde hair back in a ponytail and takes a deep breath while smiling. A random chain of events to be certain but Alyssa doesn’t care, all she can think about is when the next opportunity to get some black cock will be! Alyssa wakes up as the car continues to zoom down the dark highway. She kinda wipes her face a bit as she pulls her phone out to see thats it three in the morning. She looksup at the front of...
Alyssa 3 – Mom’s trap After Gary’s party I still saw Morgan at school every day, but now it was different. Now any time we crossed paths there was an obvious, almost irresistible draw to each other. I would always smile, or perhaps leer is a better word, and watch her pass by. I had to be very careful that Alyssa never saw, but I did watch her every time. I did get together with Morgan once or twice on the side when Alyssa had to go out of town for lacrosse games or some other event. We never...
Chapter 1 I never asked for this! Christ, I was Philosophy major in undergrad. I only got my teaching certification because it occurred to me one night, what the fuck was I suppose to do with feeble philosophy degree. I had no idea they would put me in this position, I thought perhaps I would supervise over a study hall or teach me other bullshit class. I never imagined they would think I had the qualifications for this, and with a degree in slacking and bending the rules, what else would...
Alyssa I arrived at Alyssa’s house about half an hour later. At this point I really had no idea what to expect. She opened the door, dressed in just her bathrobe, threw her arms around me, and gave me the most passionate kiss I could ever remember. Then she finally pulled me into the house and closed the door behind us. After finishing a rather intense welcome kiss, Alyssa started apologizing for running out on me. “I’m so sorry, I never should have run off like that. I just couldn’t...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
I had known Alyssa since we were probably nine or ten years old. She was one of the many girls I knew from the gym. She was also Kassidy’s best friend. They did everything together, school, camp, dating, sports, if you found one of them you probably found the other. Even though Kassidy and I had had a couple of amazing sexual encounters, she actually did have a boyfriend all this time. So a few times when they wanted to go out, and Alyssa didn’t have a date for the night, Kassidy called me to...
I had fantasized for years about the two of us having a relationship but never expected anything to happen. I did not feel to be good enough being old at almost sixty , fat , disabled with back problems and just overall unattractive. It would have been like beauty and the beast. That is when fate decided to intercede. I went to a medical appointment which involved a wheelchair and medical transport there and back. I arrived at the doctors office being wheeled and the first one I saw was Alyssa...
Alyssa Milano came out of the bathroom, still a little wet from the shower she had just taken. She had not slung a towel around her magnificent nude body. She simply enjoyed walking around naked. She had tried to cool her off but when she was towelling down and rubbed over her large breasts and between her legs she became slightly aroused. Now she was fingering her cunt absentmindedly as she headed for her sleeping room. Suddenly her dog Digger appeared out of another room. He walked over to...
Alyssa was dressed in a sexy outfit with flat black shoes , dark thigh high silky nylon stockings , a very short black skirt with a silver belt , and a sheer white silky collarless , sleeveless blouse that buttoned up the front. Kayla was dressed the same except her skirt was a dark burgundy red and her blouse was a light pink. Alyssa and Kayla walked out of the school and headed to their car in the parking lot. Almost to the car when a student ran up to them saying that a fight was starting...
This story is for mature readers only. If things like lesbian rape of a teenager offend you, please do not read further. If you want to re-post this story on another site, please email me first and get my permission. The young girl in this story is a real person that I found on Facebook. This story is from my imagination thinking about her. If you would like to make a comment about this story, make a suggestion, or just want to chat, please contact me. Alyssa’s Lesbian Rape By:...
He stepped around so she could see him, she looked up, her face was a ruin of tear stained makeup, grief filled her reddened eyes. She caught her breath when she saw him looking down on her, she lowered her phone and challenged, “What?” “What’s going on Morgan, what’s wrong?” His sister lifted the phone to her ear, “I’ll call you later Becky,” pause, sniffle, “Yeah, my brother is here.” She sat up, cross-legged on her bed and wiped her nose with a wad of tissue, “I screwed up big time,...
I had been out of graduate school for a while, and was bumping along with my interior decorating business. My business was good, and I had developed a rather loyal following of clients...oddly enough, all women. I was often told by my clients that it was wonderful to find a man who was so very visual. A few times they went on to say, "You know, most people who are as gifted visually as you are, are either gay men or woman." At first the comments bothered me, but after a while I figured...
“Hi, Uncle Andy” I heard a voice behind me. It was Morgan, Rachel’s best friend and nearly constant companion during the school year. “There goes my chance for any pussy” I thought to myself. “Good day, Morgan” I replied cheerfully. “How has your summer been so far?” “Oh, very good” she said. “I’ve had several wonderful new experiences”. She looked me directly in the eye and winked. “What’s that about?” I wondered to myself. Morgan and Rachel couldn’t look further apart but were best friends....
I wanted to fuck her the first time I saw her. She was down the hall, maybe ten yards distant, walking away from me with my boss, and she was wearing a short tight skirt that showed off her well-shaped little ass and legs. She was young, well less than half my age, probably in her early twenties I correctly guessed. She was petite, a half-head shorter than me and couldn’t weigh over a hundred pounds. Her hair was dark and sort; a ‘pixie’ cut, I think they call it. She turned and I noted that...
Morgan had blonde, steely blue eyes, a great shape, and a nice butt, especially in jeans. She was rather tall for a women, but very attractive, and she had an innocence about her that was alluring too. Morgan was always very friendly and I was definitely interested in her, but being I was a lot older than she was, I felt there was know way she’d be interested in me. I wanted to run into as much as possible, hoping to talk with her, and even if it was only in passing, I always hoped the...
Morgan had an affliction. It began when she was twelve years old, she began to grow at an alarming rate. Now her mother and father were of normal height, there was not any strange growth stories in their family. Morgan’s parents took her to doctors, trying to find out why she was growing. Nothing was ever proven, she was a normal healthy young woman. When she was fourteen she was six one, still a skinny girl who had to suffer the torments of being the tallest girl in school. She never went on...
21 January, 1687 Afternoon Several of the crew went ashore and they were immediately beset by questioning buccaneers, it was from their very questions that they gathered exactly how matters stood, and they perceived that Port Royal was taking a turn at becoming a more lawful English port. Apparently a good number of upstanding citizens disliked the reputation the city had acquired, and so Henry Morgan, having obtained from the crown several new city defenses, declared that pirates no...
Introduction: Dasha is finally pregnant. Karl has a surprise. Taken (Chapter Two): Morgan Dasha sat curled up in a ball on the cold cement floor of Karls basement. She had no idea how long shed been there, 2, 3, maybe 4 weeks. Every day Karl came downstairs and showered her with cold water from a hose. He brushed her hair and made her stand on a scale (she was down to 95lbs). Then he gave her a half a cup of oatmeal. She was so starved that she didnt even notice how terrible it tasted. And...
Meeting men for sex dates on the internet is a curious process. The contact often starts with a simple Hi or the winking eye on Adam4Adam. Sometimes it’s a long-distance flirtation or chat. For lots of reasons it usually doesn’t go beyond sharing a few dick pics. And, typical of roaming around on the net, I had arrived at Bill’s profile by a circuitous route: a man contacted me through Adam4Adam and sent a picture with a SilverDaddies number on it. I decided to check him out, created a profile...
Dasha sat curled up in a ball on the cold cement floor of Karl’s basement. She had no idea how long she’d been there, 2, 3, maybe 4 weeks. Every day Karl came downstairs and showered her with cold water from a hose. He brushed her hair and made her stand on a scale (she was down to 95lbs). Then he gave her a half a cup of oatmeal. She was so starved that she didn’t even notice how terrible it tasted. And then, he would make her take a pregnancy test. Each day when it came up negative, he...
I went to high school with a girl named Morgan. Back then, we didn't really run in the same circles. She dated one of my close friends, and we were acquaintances, but I would hardly say I knew her. We didn't have any of the same classes, we didn't really talk or hang out, we just knew of each other. But since we both graduated college, which was a few years ago, we've become closer friends. We still sort of run in difference circles - but the circles overlap a lot more and we see each other...
EroticIntroduction: I was at a friend’s house and had this fantasy. The girl is like a sister to me, but that plays no part in this story. I also have to type this with one hand, because I recently broke my right. Anyways, enjoy. I’m Ryan. A normal kid with an abnormal past. My Father was the sort of Army Father that thought that if you did not do everything perfectly, you were not welcome to any sort of love. So, beatings were taken from it. Not fun, seeing as my Father is 6’4” 245lbs, all...
Suspecting something strange was happening around the house, he had installed some hidden video cameras in a few different locations. He had sprung for good ones, complete with sound. At first there was nothing unusual, and he had almost decided it wasn’t worth the effort, that the things moved and strange occurrences were just the cat playing while the family was out. One day as he was pulling in from a jobsite, he saw a different car in the drive. It was one he had seen before, but he...
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I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Introduction: My name is Alyssa, Im from the Philippines, I stand 411, slim and with fair complexion. I have very large breasts for my height and my nipples are bright pink with small areolas. And most of all, Im now a full pledged SLUT. My name is Alyssa, Im from the Philippines, I stand 411, slim and with fair complexion. I have very large breasts for my height and my nipples are bright pink with small areolas. And most of all, Im now a full pledged SLUT. It all started when I was only 14...
wondering why she had followed the instructions on the handwritten note, perhaps it was the perfumed scent that had made her tingle inside, or that she was so sure she recognised the handwriting, she shook her head briefly and carried on walking towards the huge blank-faced building and it's single solitary door.she put her hand to the handle and cautiously opens the door, pushing it and walks throughshe stops, her hand still on the door handle, leaving her arm trailing a little behind her ......
I’d only met him once, at a recent party, but there was something about him that I couldn’t get out of my mind. He was a few years older than I was, being 21 while I was only 18. I think that added to the attraction, on my side at least. At the party, when we first met, we had sat and talked for hours. He was so intelligent, and interested in what I had to say. We spoke about books, authors, philosophy, world affairs, and eventually, what we thought about love. We both believed that there...
I’m not generally one for parties, but my very good friend Josie invited me to her open house to celebrate her new home. It’s quite lovely, and has a nice veranda to a deck to an in ground swimming pool. From the living room there are sliding doors that take you out to the pool. To the right is the front door, and through that door walked my good friend Karen and a new accompaniment. Karen is a stunning beauty. She’s tall with a lovely figure and a gorgeous face, long blonde hair, and smart. My...
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Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
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My name is Morgan, and I am a 17 year old male student in my final year of high school. My family owns a gym, hence I have had ample opportunities to develop a finely toned body, which has held me in good stead when attracting the attentions of the opposite sex. You can gather from that comment that I’m not a virgin, having lost that status nearly a year ago courtesy of one of the slightly older female fitness instructors at the family gym. She continues to instruct me in the skills that send...
At 9.30am Jane and Andrew arrived. They were impressed with the unit and it’s views. Then went down in the lift at 9.45 to the 5th floor to attend the meeting. Mr Morgan was not happy, too many people for his place. Helena introduced herself but let Jane and Andrew pass without introduction. Harry was not happy ‘He is a dictator and a bossy one at that, only 6 people were to attend now he has 30 attending, he is a nasty one, I have truth him.’ Helena replied ‘I got that feeling yesterday, go...
Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
It was a fantastic day on Cherry Hill. School had just ended and the Morgan kids had just graduated high school. They were a family that had been together for almost three years now, whether the kids wanted to be or not. The moms of Jack and Lexi had gotten married after they left their husbands for each other. Jack's mom, Nikki, worked in banking and always appeared very straight-laced and proper, while Lexi's mom, Jess, was more of a wild child, sporting tattoos and a different hair color...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...