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Sometimes, egos are good things. You can ride high on the wave of a growing ego, but you better watch for the breakers at the shore! This is a long story of how I built my ego up, flaunted it around, and then crashed back to reality.=== Tammy:My wife met Michael at an infamous "Sue and Lyle" house party. He is a smaller dark-skinned man with a giant cock. At five-feet-six-inches, he was only a couple inches taller than my wife. His cock may, in fact, be longer than mine, but on his frame, it...
TrueThis is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to actual events, characters, persons, alive or dead, or beings of Earth or the multiverse, past, present or future, is purely coincidental. Unless, of course, I'm psychic, in which case this a work of non-fiction. But I highly doubt that, I'm not that attuned. I mean if I was, I’d have won Powerball by now and been able to afford creative writing classes. And a proofreader. Be forewarned, these writings, including this warning, may trigger some...
13 Genders: Gender 3 By Monsta My name is Aubrey Lawson, and I am a 32 year old woman. Well, I still consider myself a woman, if that means anything. I'm not exactly female in the traditional sense of course, but our society is still very much framed in the old gender binaries despite, well, everything. In any case, I was a woman before all this started and I still look like a woman now, so, I guess I choose to continue to be a woman. For the past 6 years I've been working as an...
A few years after we were married, Lorrie received an invitation to her hometown school reunion. They were inviting all former students to come together for a celebration. She attended a small rural school located about 20 miles from where I grew up. Since I dated both Lorrie and a classmate of Lorrie's, Karen, while I was in high school and college, I knew a lot of her friends. So, we decided to attend the event.I knew that Lorrie wanted to see some of her girlfriends but I suspected that she...
13 Genders: Gender 1 By Monsta I watched as the barista wrote my name on a cup with a worn out sharpie. The cup wasn't the size I had asked and paid for, but since it was a bigger size I didn't mention it. Aside from the free size upgrade, I was also grateful she spelled Olivia correctly. I've never seen Olivia spelled with an "e" outside of Starbucks. In fact, I'm fairly sure one time I got a cup with a "k" in my name somewhere. As I watched the young olive skinned woman go about...
PLEASURE ISLAND: THE POOLSIDE ENCOUNTER Chapter 3B Wendy/Wendell? Tells You How It Is Both? You spin the word around in the hazy glow of your mind blowing orgasm with a strange blonde man that took you from an alley, bound you, and then fucked you. He'd just taken your virginity (at least in this body) by rape. Instead of outrage all that you could feel was the mixture of your cum and his mixing as it trickled out of your now used pussy. The only regret that you had was not giving your...
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...
The window air conditioner started squealing around 3am, and it woke me up. I went over and banged on it a few times and it seemed to stop. I crawled back into bed and my wife Tina snuggled up to me from behind and draped her arm over me. "We need to get that replaced," she mumbled sleepily. "Yeah," I said, "I'll probably head to Home Depot tomorrow and..." She interrupted me and said, "Don't worry about it hun. I'll take care of it." She gave me a kiss on my neck, just under my...
Most of the cuckold stories I’ve read are from the perspective and in the first-person voice of either the husband being cuckolded or his hotwife. But I’m happy to provide my story about fucking and impregnating the wife of an old high school friend. This happened several years ago, when they moved back to our home town of Birmingham, Alabama.My name is Sam, and I’ll first explain the early years of my friendship with Jeff, before getting to the main events in the story. I was born and spent my...
CuckoldHi friends! My name is Divine and I’m here with another story and I hope you will like this one. This happened last week. I’m in last year of my graduation and fortunately, I have a girlfriend since second year. So, coming to the story. The name of the girl in this story is Vaishnavi. She is my girlfriend’s bestfriend and they are like sisters. One day, my girlfriend and I were casually talking and I asked my her to have sex with me. But she said I won’t do it till marriage. I tried to convince...
Lainey’s fingers dashed across the phone screen. She hit send on her message and began to type out another lengthy response before Dylan could reply. That bastard had spent the better part of her shift at the coffee shop arguing with her over text. The fact that she was now driving home did not stop the argument. It was now in full swing now.Lainey had called him out for flirting with his coworker. She found the text messages to prove it. Of course, she should not have been snooping in his...
SpankingPreface: I apologise for posting a second unfinished story here (the other being 'Model') but this is another story that I made good progress with and then due to pressure of work have had to stop temporarily. If you like this, or Model please let me know - it will help me decide which one to finish first (or even to start another one). Mrs Cavendish by Paula Hanson (email: [email protected]) Prologue I left school that hot summer three years ago. I was only sixteen at...
Cavendish rubbed at his erection through his pants as he led Beatrice through to the hidden parlour beyond the covert door, eyeing the oaken stairs which led up to the comfortable room that he’d entertained her in last week. It had been she who’d recommended the venue, following his acquaintance of her through a fetishist club he’d been introduced to, and he was more than satisfied with the arrangement, his cock erecting all week in anticipation. She knelt below him, naked and on a silver...
(TUESDAY, LATE AFTERNOON) True story! My buddy is one of those community movers and shakers, good looking fit guy, rich out the wazoo, generous to a fault, and truly possesses the midas touch. He also has a stunningly beautiful, All-American girl next door type, seventeen-year-old daughter, Hannah Rochelle. Hannah is vertically challenged, but like her Mom, more than makes up for the lack of height in the physically endowed department.For the most part, I have been successfully retired since...
First TimeHello Friends, this is Shravan from Mangalore, Karnataka and presently working in Bangalore. The following new story of mine is Completely a FICTION and is not inspired from real life. I hope you will like it and please do send your feedbacks to Enjoy my Latest Fiction Story……. The incident i am going to narrate to you all happened during my cousin’s wedding function in my village. The function was attended by all my family members. I had put leave from my work for 10 days and attended the...
These stories are favourites of mine and would like to share. Wendell would never forget the time he met Diana. Just eighteen years old, but street-wise and self-assured as a Mafia kingpin, she was sitting at a small table by the dressing room, leaning back in her chair with her legs kicked open wide. She was laughing with another dancer about something and smoking a cigarette. He’d always remember her white knee-high leather boots and white boy-cut panties and white lace bra; how tight her...
Chapter Eight: Futa Enjoys the Reverend's Wife and Daughter By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Mildred Dean I smiled at the trembling Christabella Tuft. The reverend's daughter stood shell-shock at the debauchery she found in her living room. I stood naked. Her mother, Elouise, had her tongue licking up the last of the pussy juices from my cumming pussy. My futa-dick thrust over her head, the tip buried in the mouth of Mrs. Quick, my MILF...
Chapter Fourteen: Futa-Daughter Enjoys the Reverend's Wife By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Madeline Marlow “You're like Sky?” Helena Matthews said, this look of lust flashing over her face. “The Lord sent you a futa-cock to please married women. To give them the pleasure their husbands do not provide.” One of Spice's favorite lies, Grace the Futa-Angel whispered in my mind. You need to correct her. “That's right,” I said. “A futa-angel...
Wendell was in the middle of a major disconnect with the outside world. In his mind, he made himself invisible, so that no one was there besides him and the dancers. He didn’t hear the crowd screaming for the girls to hurt him. There was no crowd. The only sound he heard was the blood rushing in his head. The only things he saw were the g-strings and legs of whoever was dancing in front of him. The laughing, abusive men were just background players in a movie: a movie starring Wendell as...
Chapter Eleven: Futa Cutie Enjoys the Reverend's Wife By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Sky Marlow “That really, really is not an appropriate outfit to wear in public,” said Mrs. Matthews, the reverend's wife, as I sauntered into her apartment. “This?” I asked, plucking at the black miniskirt I wore. “Just something casual for my study date with Georgia.” “Study date?” The married MILF folded her arms beneath her breasts. She had on a pink...
“Are you ready for another” she said and looked at me hungrily. It was going to be a long day and I would reach a point that I could not go any farther but I hoped that that point would come much later. She set down her drink and moved forward and got on all fours crawling across the bed with the most devious smile on her scrumptious lips. She moved to where she straddled the length of my body and kissed me softly in a playful manor, then she kissed me again this time the embrace was longer. I...
“How the Hell did you get here? My parents will...” I started to say hush like then she kissed me putting her tongue in my mouth, we kissed passionately for several seconds almost a minute, then she answered my question, “I'm a very active girl I climbed the side of your house, and heard the shower and thought that I would join you. As for your mom she will be no problem I'll go back out the window, and I assume your dad is gone as there is no car except yours in the drive way,” she...
Oh, Shit the bell rang, yeah day is over. Now go home and sit in my room and plan my next encounter, who? When? How? Better pick up condoms on the way home. Ill research them and get to know them on my favorite social network, School Books. A lot like "other" social networking sights it was all the people who attend your school on there. I had packed every thing and was walking in the parking lot when I happen to look to the left behind the school. Two guys were crowding around Alisa...
The High Schooler Chapter one Another day...Fuck... It is not like I'm not good at school because i am, straight A student, parents pride, kid of the year...screw all of it! I was to fucking smart, I was trapped by it. I walked in a cloud of nothing all day nothing really mattered.. i absorbed and gave back all information passed my way, but did not feel anything acting and most of the time just sat there wishing i was in collage or something. "i need something to numb my mind...
Note : This story is completely fictional! I have had a fetish for young, tight, hot high school girls all my life. At age 42 I put my plan into action. I had constructed a lock tight plan in which I was able to have sweet sex with young high school girls and they would never know who I was. At age 42 I'm like any hot blooded male who enjoys the youthfulness and beauty of teen girls. Up until last year I didn't know how to create an opportunity to fuck at least one of these honeys from the high...
Erotic FictionI have mostly good memories of my high school years. But there were some aspects, involving my best friend, Peter, that have bothered me right up until now, at the age of forty-five.My name is Evan, and I became best friends with Peter in the second grade. We came from very different backgrounds socially, with his father being a prominent attorney in the Atlanta area, and my father working a less gainful job as a warehouse manager. Peter made better grades than me, is more athletic, and he was...
BisexualMy name is Amy. My bestfriend, who also happens to be my new recent ‘fuck buddy’, is Joey. We have known each other since the 7 th grade. All through high school we were quite flirtatious with each other, but never once acted upon it. Until now. I’m 18, and he just recently turned 19. On his birthday he asked me to go to the beach with him. So I made sure I had a nice clean shaven pussy, and then I put on the sexiest bikini I own. It’s skanky, and hot pink, and it’s thin enough that when my...
My name is Amy. My bestfriend, who also happens to be my new recent ‘fuck buddy’, is Joey. We have known each other since the 7 th grade. All through high school we were quite flirtatious with each other, but never once acted upon it. Until now.I’m 18, and he just recently turned 19. On his birthday he asked me to go to the beach with him. So I made sure I had a nice clean shaven pussy, and then I put on the sexiest bikini I own. It’s skanky, and hot pink, and it's thin enough that when my...
Straight SexIn the first half of this story, I was telling my new friend Tammy about something mean I did to an acquaintance named Wendy. I was really enjoying the ego boost that I was getting from watching Tammy enjoy my true story. Tammy and I were both imagining how much we would enjoy it if Tammy were the woman I was having sex with.She started to openly masturbate on video chat while I continued the tale of being mean to Wendy.===Wendy:Did I mention that my wife is a troublemaker?"Do you mind if I...
TrueIn the first half of this story, I was telling my new friend Tammy about something mean I did to an acquaintance named Wendy. I was really enjoying the ego boost that I was getting from watching Tammy enjoy my true story. Tammy and I were both imagining how much we would enjoy it if Tammy were the woman I was having sex with.She started to openly masturbate on video chat while I continued the tale of being mean to Wendy.===Wendy:Did I mention that my wife is a troublemaker?"Do you mind if I...
TrueThis story is a two part. We did it my way, then her way. Enjoy The first part is about how a schoolgirl fantasy, that I wanted to do with my girlfriend. The second part is how my girlfriend did the same kind of fantasy, but she had a twist of her own to do it. It all started, when we looking up costume on what to be for her Halloween company party. She wanted to be something sexy because everyone in her office think it's kind of boring, and she wants to change that. We were looking online and...
StraightWindroy Twelve Forrest Secondary School was just your average public high school. Well... on the outside, anyway. Although it was over a hundred years old, the school building looked very modern and was up-to-date in terms of school equipment and such. At present, it had over 50 classrooms and around 900 students. The computer-labs had the latest computer models and used the Linux OS. The gymnasium had the latest in training equipment and the library took up two floors.In the year 2XXX, it...
The next day, Wendy went into one of the empty study lounges in the dorm to read up in her psychology textbook. But she couldn’t stop thinking about Dan’s huge cock, and almost unconsciously slid her hand down inside her sweatpants and started to absentmindedly frig herself. When Jim came into the lounge (for what exact reason Wendy never did find out) she didn’t stop, but kept right on rubbing her pussy. “Here, Wen,” Jim said to her as he sat down on the couch...
Parents always try to protect their children and keep them from making the same mistakes they did when they were growing up. That’s why I find myself in a quandary now, even as I'm looking forward to a major advancement in my career. My name is Justin, and my wife, Julie, and I are forty years old and living in California. I’m an aerospace engineering director and I was just offered a vice-president’s position with a competing company’s division in Mobile, Alabama.I am happy to have the...
First TimeNOTE: See the story “Lusty Lori” for more background on some of the characters. This can stand alone but is a sequel to the above. There was an itinerant sailor wench, the kind that goes from boat to boat as crew as their way of life, who had been sent my way. Wendi was a tall lean blonde in her late twenties. Small tits, big smile, and talented crotch. She was good at sailing and screwing so stayed with me for six months over the winter. She took good care of the boat and my cock so I took...
Today's date is 6/5/2011 - and I want to state, categorically, that reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated! I don't write any more - but enjoy sending stories to Fictionmania. I also have a blog - nothing for sale - just a meeting place tor transvestites, cross dressers - and like minded sissies. It's at beastv.blogspot.com. You'd all be welcome. Hugs Bea GENDER BENDER By Bea It probably took a long time for Phylis to set everything up, make the necessary...
From top to bottom, Wendy was sexuality. Her long brown hair, deep brown eyes, luscious red lips, pert breasts, slim waist, tight ass, and long legs all added up to a body that was to die for. And she knew how to use it. Simply walking across a room was all that was usually needed for Wendy to excite the baser desires of every man in it (and, truth be known, not a few women as well). Since the age of fifteen, her unofficial motto had been “A day without an orgasm is a day...
I stood on the sidewalk waiting for the bus, it was my first day of high school and I was nervous. For some reason I always got nervous around big groups, I wasn't a nerd or anything just your average teenager but I was shy. Fortunately a few of my friends were attending the same school as me but they lived in different parts of the neighbourhood and so we would meet up at school. So here I was standing on my own while the other students at the stop were hanging in groups. As I...
So far...this ahs been the worst day! No one at work remembered her birthday, there was no singing, no cake, no congratulations. Everyone just acted like it was a normal day! Wendy checked her voice mail about a thousand times. No one called to leave a message. Her e-mail was filled with the usual junk, and work related topics -- no wishes for a happy birthday. At least she knew she could rely on her friends at xhamster.Nothing. In fact her messages icon was blank. No one had even...
I was totally transfixed, glued to the floor watching as she bent to remove her panties. Her back was to me and I caught a glimpse of the dark pubic hair between her legs. A brief view of her puckered hole as her ass cheecks opened when she reached to the floor to pick up the discarded clothing. A flash of her hair covered, swollen pussy lips. I couldn't move. I needed to see more. The violation of her privacy was not lost on me, but my urge was more powerful than my conscience.And then I was...
Dominic Bryan sat down in the log cabin hidden away in the Los Angeles countryside. His ears picked up as the sound of a car rolled up the drive, collecting gravel in its treads as it went. He stood up and moved away from the desk, peering out of the large window, Dom saw a big green SUV slow to a halt outside of the resort. Two people got out of the vehicle and walked to the back of the car. The larger woman opened the back of the car and hoisted a large bag out of the back. That must be the...
The Second School. Part One. I was proud to stand on the steps of the school and see twenty four girls and boys unload themselves from taxi’s, knowing that half of them would be our first set of young men and women coming to learn about sex at our school. If you’ve read the first book, you will know how I came to be there waiting for them, but as in a lot of cases, you read the second one first not knowing that time has passed and we are into another book. So I will give you a recap although I...
Group SexBetty Smith's Transgender School The court system has classified me as "Class 31". Which means my mother has full control over me. I have been in courts many times -- I guess this is like throwing me in jail. The State will pay all costs to have me re- educated, they say. Not sure what that means. My mother and I just left my doctor where the doctor gave me four shots. I was feeling very relaxed when my Mom told me of my new life because of the Court ruling me "Class 31". She...
My name is Jason Hightower. I'm 47 years old, married to my high school sweetheart Dana, and to everyone else it seems like I live the perfect life. However there is one small problem. I'm unbelievably bored with my marriage. I'm not sure who's fault it is. My wife is beautiful and she is my best friend, but lately I've felt a disconnect between the two of us. We're still intimate, but it isn't the same. I think we've just grown apart. My wife is unable to have children and even though I told...
MatureThe ride back up the hill was considerably more sedate than the ride down. We also had the dubious pleasure of a police escort ... from a block back. Needless to say, I was very careful. When we got to Wendolyn's house, the movers were gone. Mrs. Porter was already losing the harried look. She pulled on my arm, "Please? Come in. I want to make sure it's all gone." She looked over her shoulder at the police car and hollered, "Officer? Please come with us?" He vacated his car and...
Kendra flounced into the kitchen just as Daniel poured himself a fresh cup of Kona coffee from carafe. She was wearing a very sexy silk negligee that was cut in a vintage style. It had been custom made for her as a wedding gift from her mother. A soft pink from the bust to the waistline it began to flare slightly as the colour transitioned to soft coral at the bottom, slightly below her knee."Ah thank you, Sweety...not too much cream. Need to watch the waistline," she smirked, rising quickly on...
CuckoldFolllow up For the past ten days, Kendra and I didn't have any intimate relations as I traveled for work. After the tenth day, she confronted me and asked, "Is everything okay, you've been home a while, and we still haven't had sex?" I smiled at her and said, "Perfect timing honey, I have a little surprise for you." I handed her an envelope which she opened. It only took her a few seconds to realize it was an itinerary to Aruba with first class plane tickets and a fantastic resort on beach....
ExhibitionismI'm cleaned up, dressed and down stairs just in time to catch mom. She was finishing the last of her morning coffee. Her beautiful blonde hair was tied up as normal. Crystal blue eyes just like Hailey's, sparkled behind her black framed glasses. She wore her usual work attire, short black skirt that showed off that amazing peachy 5ft8" frame of hers and that perfect ass. Her filled D cup breasts were nestled lovely in her white work shirt. Thankfully her work jacket didn't cover up her...
When arriving at the mansion of ms Brendan after lunch, Donna was not too surprised to see it was a very luxurious one. It had started already with the limousine with personal driver. During the ride ms Brendan had received at least five phone calls from various business associates, as she called them. She had not really bothered Donna during the ride, leaving her to her own thoughts. “Walk up to the front door, Donna” ms Brendan instructed Donna “I will be there shortly, I have to make one...
Introduction: this is a partly true story Ah, high school. The best and worst times of our life, supposedly. I had been living in the south since I was 8, yet at age 14 I was still a bit of an outcast because I was different and not from here. Thus is the mentality of the town I grew up in in the south. My freshman year wasnt too bad, I did have a best friend who liked my same kind of music and understood my sense of humor perfectly. We met the year before in 8th grade middle school. We were...
It is the annual alumni reunion event at the Lauderton High School, which they hold in the large gymnasium in the main school building. The events in these stories take place at various times during the evening, and to different characters; they are not chapters of the same story, but a series of separate takes. We are the invisible camera, panning around the scene and then zooming in for a close-up ... TAKE SEVEN Kirsty Sheraton was thirty-three years old, and had graduated from...
My name is raj. I am now 25 year old man. I want to share my true story with you guys. My english is not that much good so pls dont go on words.I was around 18 year old and was studying in 11 class(or grade). I was new in the town and was having no friends.i was living in a apartment. I was also not good in studies. I was going for tusion classes at another wing of my apartment. There i met a girl who was in same class as i and her name was riya who was living in my wing . She was ranker in her...
Changing Wendell By Donna Dee I had a topsy-turvy childhood, perhaps what you might call the curates egg - good in places! We lived in a large house set in its own grounds a few miles from the nearest town and as a consequence, apart from mates that I met at school I had very few friends outside the family, but they weren't really necessary because of the exceedingly tame wild animals that roamed our estate, animals that gave me hours of pleasure just to watch and photograph...
"Aww man, there's no 'home room' in high school?" I exclaimed, disappointed because Chris and I always goofed off in home room. We checked eachothers schedules and compared them. "Damn dude, looks like we only have Science and Lunch together" Chris pointed out. He sounded as disappointed as he could...Chris wasn't the most emotional kid. He was a 'burn out child' as we liked to call him and slightly pick on him because of his hippie parents. Chris didn't mind though, he was...
The final day of term was mighty hectic. A lot of tears and taking of phone numbers, addresses, future education plans, ‘I’m sure going to miss you ladies. It’s been a real gas. We’ve had some fabulous times together and I just hope we’ll bump into each other sometime in the future,’ I said. And then it hit me! That’s what it was - Paul. I had really been missing him since our liaison and, stupidly I didn’t even know what his surname was! Later that day I would be even further away from him...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
I got myself up, usual morning business, showered and dressed. When I got downstairs it was only mum. "Hi mum!" "Jesus Josh, gave me a fright there" she lightly laughed "where's your sister?" "Eh good question" where was my sister. Believe it or not, she was always down before I was. Most likely cause she was always up before me. "Hailey!! Move that butt!" Mom shouted up the stairs. "I'll be down soon" Hailey's voice came back down. "Well I need to go, you...
As I stepped off the bus I looked around, a lot of students were already at the school. Some were hanging in groups like at the bus stop and some were already starting to find their classes. I felt the familiar wave of nerves returning and I hesitated. Suddenly there was a hand on my shoulder, I turned around and it was Fiona. She gave me a reassuring smile and then nodded towards the building, I gulped and then nodded back. I don't know what I would have done without her. As we...