Nandita To Nandini
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Note – When I wrote the story, my aim was to make it as realistic as possible and that is the reason why I ended up making it so long. But all the stuff really builds up to this story making it more erotic.
Please read it until the end, you’ll enjoy it a lot. (Stuff starts to happen after half the story, so don’t stop midway)
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This story happened 2 years ago when I was in South Dakota doing my Masters in Science. I was a keen student back when I was doing my bachelors and I wanted to sum it up by doing MS. Now just like every other student out there, I was filling various forms and doing the admission procedure in the beginning of the year. I had to select a few subjects to make up around 36 credit points. So I took all the subjects I needed and then there were 2 credits remaining at last. Now, these 2 credits were especially for unconventional and non-STEM subjects. Which meant that I had to select a subject which is not related to my field, which is Computer, or any other tech/science field. These were a specialized set of subjects given to empower arts and humanity. This thing was introduced a year before. Now for the life of me, I couldn’t decide what I wanted to take for the those 2 credits. The list was like this
Women Empowerment
History of Art
Workplace Psychology
Fine Arts
Photography
Digital Art Techniques
Cultural Studies
Political Philosophy
Now even though 2 credits is not a lot, it still meant that I had to pass on this subject separately. I thought a lot, I even compared the syllabus of each of these subjects and finally decided to go with Photography. This was because it was the only subject with the least amount of theory. And more importantly, it didn’t have a written test at the end. It only had a submission of assignments which could be done all year. This was perfect. I wouldn’t have to worry about it and then I could be able to focus on my main course. So finally, I filled my selection sheet up and then submitted it.
Almost a week passes and now all the classes were about to start. The computer classes were really fun because I had already done the stuff before and it was pretty interesting. What I was excited about, was the photography class. It started off with around only 17 of us sitting in a small classroom talking to each other and introducing ourselves. There were people from various countries and states. I hit it off with a Russian student named Dimitar Vokshalix. He was doing Mechanical Engineering and had selected photography for the same reason as I had, less hassle and fewer worries. There was also an African student Sabra Okafor from Nigeria who was doing Journalism and had selected photography because it would help him capture photos while working on an article.
Right when the entire classroom was mingling with each other, a slim and old woman barged into the classroom with a warm slim on her face. She wasn’t very tall and had cut her hair short. She stood right in front of the blackboard and wrote her name. It was Amanda Cloverfield. As soon as she wrote her name, she turned around and introduced herself. She was our photography professor and that she would be teaching us. Then she told us that she has two sets of students, one who are solely interested in a photography course and us 17. She took us to a new classroom which was very big. This had almost 70-80 students in it. She then told us that the original students were getting 4 credits while us 17 were getting 2 credits. Then she told us what I really liked, that “You 17 are exempted from attendance. However, you will have to give your assignments in between”. This was amazing. I didn’t have to attend this anymore now.
Around 2 months later I got a notification on my university app that I had to submit my Photography assignment next week. I was shocked. I completely forgot about the subject. I called up Dimitar and he told me that he had already submitted it and he was asked to do it again. Then I called up Sabra. Now Sabra had submitted his work and it was accepted. He guided me on what I should do. The assignment was to photograph a series of photos of any historical monument. I had no time for that. Moreover, it was February and there was snow out. I asked him about his work, he then told me that he actually had two good sets of photos and that he was willing to sell his other one to me. I said yes right away and paid him. I submitted the photos and they were accepted, I was relieved.
I thought to myself, this is not good, I should schedule the next assignments carefully. I saw the syllabus and there were a total of 4 assignments. I called up Sabra again and asked him about the next one. He told me he was going to perform it as soon as he gets the topics. I looked at my schedule and thought that if I were to pay so much attention to photography, I wouldn’t be able to focus on the alumni job fair (placements drive). I asked Sabra politely if he could do my assignments for a price. Sabra had a poor economic state. He was reluctant at first, but then he understood that he needed the money so he said yes. So it was decided, Sabra was going to my assignments.
A year passed and I had now already given 3 assignments to Amanda, my photography teacher, but the work was all done by Sabra. Other things related to the course were going pretty good as well. And now my mother had come to visit me and was staying in my room. My father passed away when I was a kid so my mom was my only parent. I had no sibling either. My mother was well educated and quite fluent in English. She loved American and European shows. She had a strong sense of finance and loved to plan things. Moreover, she was quite modern in every sense. However, she loved wearing dresses and sarees instead of any other apparel.
Everything was going swiftly until I got a message from Amanda that I haven’t selected the topic for my last assignment and that I had to submit the assignment next week. She was sounding pretty furious. The next day I rushed to her cabin to talk to her. She saw me and looked shocked, she told me that the topics were distributed last month itself and that I didn’t even bother to come and take them. I was scared. I apologized to her and then she opened the files with the list of topics. Most of the topics were taken. The best ones like Food, Texture, Pattern, Pets, etc, were already being taken, the only remaining topics were – Gluttony, Erotica, and Tribal. I chose Tribal. But right after I did so, Amanda told me that I would have to go to the nearest tribal burial which is Angola in Indiana, which was around 200 miles south. I had no intentions of going there, so I ended up selecting ‘Erotica’.
So I thought to myself, let’s just focus on getting the internship today, and that I can worry about that photography assignment later as I had 5 more days. So the entire day I was at a firm giving interviews. This actually went on for next 3 days as I was being accepted to the next levels of interviews. Finally, I got the internship and this was one of the best companies one could get the job in. I was really happy. Until I remembered about my photo assignment.
I quickly called Sabra only to realize that he was out of America for his internship. He was back in his own country as he wanted to cover a topic there as his journalism project. I called Dimitar to see what he is up to. He told me how he had selected texture as his topic right on the day when the topics were given and he was at the park right now working on it. This meant that I had to now work on my own project. And I had ONLY TWO DAYS.
I went home quickly and sat down brainstorming. My mother was bored sitting idle as she nothing to do other than watch Gujarati serials on her smartphone. She saw me being tense and asked me what the problem was and I explained everything to her. She scolded me for not having to have done this before. But then again, started giving me ideas. She told me to get images from the internet and photoshop them. I told her that my teacher would spot that very easily. But that gave me an idea and I started searching. Almost all the topics were full of nudity but I found a series of them which were abstract and had no nudity. This was jackpot. I decided to imitate them.
I put a white bed-sheet on my bed and tucked it firmly. Next up, I brought my table lamp and made sure that there was ample studio lightning effect. Now the abstract photos of erotica were basically the ‘hands’ of a woman and a man with different props done creatively. So I asked mom to wash her hands neatly and to apply some lotion to cover her winter acne.
We started taking different photos of our hands together. It was weird but at that moment I was more scared than to feel something else. We used props like apple, book, knife, watch, bracelets, a red cloth, etc. We used these creatively enough, like for instance, we used the bracelet to tie the hands together showing the couple is together, then the red cloth to cover our hands up to our wrists so that our palms are on visible as if they are laying together. Finally, everything was done and I uploaded the photos one by one on the university assignment site. Finally, I hit submit and I was relieved.
I cleaned the bed and asked the mother to set up dinner. I had a nice bath feeling all relaxed and happy that I improvised and tackled a tough situation and also the fact that I got an internship. Later, I had an amazing dinner. Right after I was done with my dinner I took my phone to see any new messages and saw that Amanda had sent a message saying – “Meet me tomorrow ASAP”. I got a shiver. I knew this wasn’t going to be good.
Next day I went straight towards Amanda and asked her what had happened. She told me to sit down and was working something on her laptop. She looked like she found something and then she turned the laptop towards me. It was the same abstract set of photos I saw the previous day. She told me that I have taken the idea from here. I couldn’t lie. I said yes. She smiled a bit and said that the work is very famous in the photography world. It has been photographed by Wesley Bennington. One of the early 1960s photographer who wanted to depict platonic love between two people during war who wrote each other love letters but never met in person. I couldn’t say anything. I said that even though the idea might’ve been same, my content was different.
She smiled again and said that, “No, my dear, almost half of the photos are similar”, and then she put them in front of me. Then she said something which terrified me. She said “Listen, I cannot accept this as it will be very wrong on my part. I wouldn’t have accepted it even if it was done in a professional way. The other students have done some very good work.” And I saw their stuff. Now even though I cannot understand photography, I could understand that it was top notch work and that my photos looked incredibly amateur. I told Amanda about the interview and that I had to do it somehow. She said that if she accepts my submission, the authorities will question her as to why and she cannot favor a student like this. It would jeopardize her decision skills. She then told me to calm down and to simply go ahead and take erotic photos of me and my girlfriend.
To which I replied that I didn’t have one. She then went forward and said that I can go and request any female friends of mine or even male friends to perform some erotic gesture for me to photograph. Before I could tell her that I don’t have any female friends that close, she went forward and showed me her past year student who had taken erotic as the topic. And I saw the photos, they were basically HIGH QUALITY PORN PICS. I was shocked. The photos had oral, anal, various positions, and whatnot. What shocked me more was that it was graded B, not even a B+. Amanda told me that this student had hired two of her friends to make this photoshoot back in New York. This scared me. First of all, where I am going to find a female to do this. If not a female, where do I find a couple? Next up, what kind of photos would I have to take to make that happen? But while I was deeply thinking, Amanda said something even scarier. She said, “If you fail to submit this tomorrow, I will have to flunk you, I would have no other choice. I am so sorry.”.
I was finally home. My feet were a bit trembling. If I fail photography, I would have to stay six more months without job or internship doing nothing just to pass photography again. I got an idea, I quickly searched on the internet for the escort services near me. There was only one website which somewhat looked like a scam and was demanding 400$. That was a lot. I couldn’t pay someone so much. Next, I searched for local prostitutes, there was no data. I was in a town in South Dakota, there were all happy families here, no prostitutes. Lastly, I gave a call to a Korean girl I had befriended. I was on a call with her for around 20 minutes. I explained her everything and even showed her my current work but she refused because her parents were in town and they would find it very suspicious. She said she could send some of her own portraits but I knew Amanda wouldn’t accept amateur photos like selfies. I thanked her and put the phone down. I had tried all the options now, there was nothing more I could think of.
My mother was observing me while this was happening, she came near me and asked me what had happened. I told her everything and finally, I told her that I will probably take the next 6 months off and use them to do something else. I was telling her how I would take up the job near the electronics shop to get money because 6 months in America meant more money spent. She was listening calmly. She then started asking me questions. She asked if the photos would be given anywhere other than my teacher. I said no. She then asked me that will the photos be stored there in the college’s archives. I said that they are only stored if the student wants them to be stored for the future generation of the students. Next, she asked me if the photos didn’t have nudity, will I fail. And I replied, yes. The photos had to have nudity to fully show Erotica. Then mom said something which was probably the biggest shock I have ever gotten in my life, she said, “What if I become the female model and you the male?”
I went on the internet to show the mother the different pictures of how erotica photography works. There was sex and nudity all over it. She said ok, you’re my son, it is one family member helping out the other in need. We just have to take photos. We are not having sex to enjoy ourselves. We are doing it for this particular task, nothing more. I then went forward and told her the photos the previous year student had taken and how they had a lot of stuff and yet still they were graded B. She then got raged a bit and started yelling at me that if I sit at home for another 6 months, we would be losing a lot of money. And flunking would mean that I won’t be able to attend the internship I got. I would have to abandon it. Moreover, after those six months of sitting idle, I would have only 20 days to get an internship. And if I don’t get one in that period, I would have to go back to India and that would mean I won’t be able to pay my education loans. I had to calm her down. She then said, we are doing this and you are not failing. I said ok. She then asked me to look at the best way photograph erotica on the internet while she would get ready my applying some cold cream on her body to make it shine.
After a series of searches, I found a perfect way to handle this. I made my bed into the photo studio by adding various lights and spreading these lights through sheets of cloths to make it look more photo studio like. The bed sheet was neatly spread out and there was nothing on the floor. The room was now perfect.
My mom entered my room. She was wearing nothing but her bra and her underpants. I was overwhelmed. She was in her mid-50s with size C cups which were very slightly sagging and she had a little belly. He ass was round and had a very tiny bit of wrinkles here and there but it was tight and not saggy at all. She removed her bra and I was now able to see her boobs. I was awestruck for a while. I couldn’t believe this was happening. She then looked at me while unhooking the rest of her bra and said “Come on, remove your clothes, we need to submit this quickly, in case she wants something done again”. So I now concentrated on removing every piece of cloth I had on. I saw towards mom. She was completely naked and checking her phone. My penis still wasn’t erected. (It was around 5 and 3/4 inches when erected). I then looked at the list given by Amanda to help me do this. She had given me a list of things I should do one by one with some explanation below.
The first item on the list was to sit a little apart and kiss. This was there to show the first connection between the couple. So I told mom her position and she sat there and I sat a little far and then we both leaned a little in for a kiss. The kiss was just lips, no tongue whatsoever. Thankfully the first photo was done.
Next up the list was a more sensual kiss with woman looking comfortable, my mom read that and told me that she can hold my penis while taking the photo. So we sat again and I told mom that sensual kiss had to be more. And the kiss needed a little tongue. She had never tongue kissed before. I taught her that in the simplest manner, I told her to take her tongue out only up till the lips and then kiss me. So I leaned in again and tried to show her the tongue position with my mouth and then I kissed her and I waggled my tongue inside to show her. She understood what had to be done. Unfortunately, out of pressure, my penis wasn’t erect. Mom saw it and she said, “Sorry for yelling before. See you need to do this for your own good. Also if you are not relaxed, your penis wont be erected.” She then laid down on the bed asking me to lay down too. Which I did looking puzzled.
Now she then asked me sleep on top of her and then to rub my penis on her so that it can get erect. I felt weird and told her that it would be weird to do that. She then said, “Look kid, you need to do this. Sorry for yelling earlier but doing this will solve a lot of problems. Also most importantly, we aren’t doing anything violent or dangerous that would hurt either us or someone else”. I listened to that and replied, “But you are my mom, I can’t think of you that way”. She then stood up and grabbed the laptop. Now my mother loved to read different researches and articles of random topics. That is how she spent her time after retiring. Then she came up with an article showing a research paper of a study of a community found in the middle-east where a son has sex with the mother a couple of times before marrying a girl just to learn how to do it neatly. Moreover it also stated that the son and mother had sex if they felt like having it for the sheer pleasure. Mom then said “Imagine we are from this community and we want to have sex because we have nothing else to do. Imagine that we just saw porn and now I am teaching you how to have it neatly while we both enjoy”.
With so much explanation, I just went with it and started rubbing it on her vagina while standing up. Her calming me down and the rubbing did the trick, I was getting erect now. Still it of course did feel a bit weird. My mom sensed that and while I was rubbing her she said, “Fuck me” but as soon as she said it, both of us started laughing. Once we calmed down, she said, “That is how they say in the porn right?” To which I asked, “You watch porn too mom?” and she replied, “Not for pleasure, I was watching because I was curious. But let that be, I was saying ‘Fuck me’ to make sure you are aroused. But seriously speaking, I am not in pain or disgust. I am comfortable and I can quite well enjoy this as well”. This last statement was like the medicine to my stress. I said ok to her and then started running my penis on her a bit in a fast manner. I had a full blown boner and pre-cum had come out of it for lubrication and because my rubbing I had smeared it all across mom’s legs. Now was the time for the photograph, we took our positions and starting tongue kissing and this time mother was holding my dick.
Me and mother both looked at the third one and knew this was going to be difficult. The third tip just said, “add something oral”. I told mom about blowjobs and also told her that I can get a slim condom right from below the street. She instantly said no as it was pretty late and the shopkeeper knew my mother was in town, he would be suspicious of what’s happening. I said, “Ok, but would you like to practice first to see how it works?”. Mom said yes and tried to bend in on my crotch while sitting right next to me. I asked her to wait and then I stood up and put my crotch near her face and told her to do it slowly and comfortably. She looked at it and then said to me, “Back in our day, we had no porn and we never figured out a blowjob, you people are given so much by the internet”. She first kissed it gently and I could feel her trying to smell it. It was a bit weird. Then she went ahead and licked it a little. Right after she did so, she said, “It’s a bit salty”.
And then she opened her mouth wide and gulped in the entire frontal shaft. But it was as if she was just covering it and not really touching it. I told her this has to look professional an erotic. So after showing her a picture, she tried to imitate it and then she closed in and I could feel her tongue on my shaft. It was rolling a bit. She took my penis out for a while. Then spit a little and then took the penis in her mouth up again. This time she was doing it correctly. I told her the to and fro position. She asked me how should we take the photos. I told her to keep doing it and I will take photos quickly. I also advised her to suck it as if she was sucking a lollipop to make it look more realistic. So now there she was sucking my penis with her eyes opened and wide. I then told her to act a bit happy and as if she’s enjoying. She laughed instantly and said, “I never knew I would be working as a porn star after retiring” and she gulped up my penis again. And there it was. She was now trying to show the happiness on her face and it was making me very hard.
The fourth one was a casual intercourse picture. I figured out that the most casual would be the missionary position, so I went forward. We set up the camera and bed was ready. Mom came on the bed and laid on her back. She said she was ready and then I rose on top of her and gently put my penis inside her vagina. Goodness, it felt good. And to make it even more erotic, I saw that my mom put her hands on my butt trying to pull it inwards. As if she was assisting me help pump her. And the photo was taken. I quickly got up and checked the photos, they were good. Now for the last item.
The last item was the most tricky one. It said that “show some real sexual intimacy, like a rim job or a facial.”. I told mom about both of them and that we had to choose one. My mom was baffled looking at the pictures. She questioned me how people today have so many positions yet there is less intimacy between the partners. She said, “Facial would mean that the cum would fall on my face and inside my mouth, which sounds dirty. Rimjob doesn’t have any wet can be done quicker than facial”. So after thinking about it, we decided that facial would be a tad bit dirty and Rimjob even though dirty can be taken care of neatly.
So to practice a bit, I got up on the bed and stood on all fours like as in doggystyle and asked mom to do it whenever she is comfortable. And now I am waiting for it to happen and I feel a tiny wind gushing on my ass and see that mother is just gushing her winds out and I asked her is everything okay, and she said no problem and then she held my ass with both her hands and leaned in but all she could do was put a small lip kiss, peck of lips on the asshole. And then she said “No, I can’t lick it, it seems something which would be done out of a lot of excitement”. Let’s do the facial one. I said okay.
I was now looking for porn on my laptop to masturbate to. I couldn’t find anything worth it. It took me 10 minutes and then mom came barging in asking me to do it quickly as we have very less time. Then she said come here, I have a better idea. She then said, “How about we have sex in different positions so that you can get orgasm quickly and you get more photos to show ensuring that you don’t fail.”. I loved the idea. I said and then I set the camera on auto capture and we were trying a new position every minute. It was doggy first, then cowgirl, then reverse cowgirl, then sideways, then the sitting one, I told her about 69 and we did that too after adjusting a few our positions. Finally, I knew I was about to cum. I then arranged the camera to mother’s face and set it to record a high res video so that I don’t miss the cumshot. I started stroking the dick and slowly climbed on top of my mother who was sleeping and I was on top of her chest. I asked mother to open her mouth, she said no.
But after explaining it to her how the shot needs to intimate, she opened it up. After a few seconds of stroking, it was time. I looked at the camera to make sure the view is correct, then I asked mom to open her mouth wide and whoosh, it came out. It landed half inside her mouth and a half on her chin, her left cheek and her neck. She had an agitated look on her face but I told her to stop. I then took a few pics of her having the cum in her mouth and then I slowly inserted my penis shaft into her mouth and took a few pics. Finally, she rose up quickly and rushed to the bathroom. I opened the video on the camera and took a screenshot where the cum is almost on her face and inside her mouth.
The photos were then sent the Amanda the next day. She loved them. She asked me a lot of questions following up like who is that and what were the light settings, and if she could keep them. I politely said no and then told her that the lady was an Indian neighbor who came for help.
I wish I could say that this was the last sexual event I had with my mother, but I can’t. But that’s a story for another day.
Thanks for reading the story.
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Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
This week’s show begins with that same old rusty bedstead, and that same old dirty mattress. Pausing to take in the magnificent filthiness of it, then pulling back to reveal the bare concrete floor around it, and to take in the harsh lighting. And then we hear our guest of the week approaching, quick little footsteps ... Light clicks on the studio floor. We pan round to see what we’ve got this week and see a slight, pale, small-boobed lady walking in quick, short strides ... She’s not is a...
In the 1970s I was freelancing as a photo-journalist. I took photos at concerts and interviewed the bands, selling my articles to rock magazines. My parents owned a busy restaurant in London and lived on the two floors above. Everything was going well until my father suffered a mild heart attack. Not so serious, but his doctors told him that he had to take it easy. Instead of hiring a manager, my parents insisted that I move in with them and help run the family business.I did whatever was...
As Cathy and I had agreed, we spent the next few days apart. I did my piano grade exam practice for several hours each day, it was boring, but it had to be done. We did speak to each other every night to talk about the things we had done that day. The rain that had cleared on Monday afternoon had returned, so we would not have been able to do much outside anyway. Actually, thinking about it, may have led to more inside activities, including more of what we might discover in Cathy’s copy of...
Introduction: Ben and Ethan want revenge for Sam leaking the naked picture of Ben. Welcome to Beach Photography Part 5: Finale First of all, I would like to thank everyone for the great support, the kind words and the criticisms that have hopefully made my writing better, so that I can entertain you more than before. As always, scroll down to the double dotted lines to get to the action. Ben and Ethan ran down the corridor and out the side door of the school building. They stopped, hands on...
Chris developed a renewed interest in photography. He went out on weekends into the country side to take some outdoor shots. He particularly gravitated toward older abandoned rural buildings. He contacted Jeff and told him he had a couple of rolls of film he would like to develop. Jeff responded, "Sure that would be ok. Why don't you drop them off and I will have my assistant develop them and make some contact proofs" "Are you sure it's no trouble?" Jeff told him his assistant will be...
ExhibitionismBackground: The story takes place before digital photography, the Internet, cell phones, etc. ********************** After her husband encouraged her to pose again with another model, Stephanie called up Jeff to set up another shoot. "My husband and I really liked the erotic shots. I want to schedule another session." "He liked you with the other model? Those were pretty explicit for your first time. He wasn't jealous?" Stephanie told Jeff her husband really got off. She left out the details,...
VoyeurDee had been looking through the local paper and passed it over to me. It was a usual Sunday morning, lying in bed and reading the papers.“What do you think? There’s a local camera club looking for models. They are looking for someone who might consider “Risqué” photography. You know what that means.”I looked at the ad, it was a mobile number so there was no idea where they were based. “But we might know some of the photographers; would you be happy to do risqué shots?” I asked.“That would make...
I remembered it so well. It was as clear as if it was just yesterday. Each moment, every move and gesture even the words we used flooded into my mind."Undo the buttons on the cardigan Cat."I did and he took several shots as I moved around showing increasing amounts of my breasts."Take it off now."I did. More clicks as he took photos of me removing the dark blue, cashmere cardigan."Turn round."Click, click, click was all I heard as I turned my back to the camera."Bend forward, let me get that...
Well, the day had finally come. Here you were, standing in front of a camera, getting your picture taken. Except, of course, it wasn't at any studio. Time for the old home photo album. You and your lover had talked about it for some time, after you had admitted to him that you enjoyed looking at the women in the men's magazines, like Playboy, and Penthouse. But, you had told him, they seemed a little tame, and that you got more excited and envious when you were looking at the more graphic...
Well, the day had finally come. Here you were, standing in front of a camera, getting your picture taken. Except, of course, it wasn't at any Studio. Time for the old home photo-album. You and your lover had talked about it for some time, after you had admitted to him that you enjoyed Looking at the women in the men's magazines, like Playboy, and Penthouse. But, you had told him, they seemed a little tame, and that you got more Excited and envious when you were looking at the more graphic...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
Catherine and Alexander by: Bruce Leach Although the children never knew it times had been rough in the castle. Their father, the Duke of Beaufort, had in recent days made a number of unfortunate alliances that put not only his fortune but his entire properties and even his own life in jeopardy. In these days after the king's death the wrong friends could mean accusations of treachery and the Duke had made all the wrong friends. Things looked bleak until he had an...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestSant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
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...
Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way! The sound of the holiday song hit Gunther's ears like an ice drift on the open sea. He tried to open his booze-laden eyes to see who was making the racket and saw it was the blasted elves again. Those holiday-enthused cretins were so full of Christmas spirit that they made a nuisance at this time of year as far back as he could remember. He wanted to shout out for them to cease and desist before he made them into little pieces of elves all...
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...
The Assignment By RogerGirl Melvin and Ambrose were at their makeup stations goofing off as usual. The assignment for the class was to give the girls in the chairs glamour makeovers, but the two guys had no interest in the assignment. While they were both very talented makeup artists and could very easily complete the assignment, they had only taken the course for the movie makeup portion. They had both completed their other assignments with great enthusiasm, impressing their...
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...
Dosto aap logo ne meri story mom ke padosi ke sath sambandh jarur padi hogi jin dosto ne nhi padi ho jarur pade.Ye story usi story ka next part h..Dosto jaise ki mene aapko apne bare main btaya tha ki mere naam ranvijay hai aur meri family main meri hot mom jinki age 47 years papa unki age 52 aur mera ek bhai h jiski age 6 years h jo ki mera real brother nhi hai wo unhi padosi uncle ki nishani hai jinke sath mom ke nazayaz sambandh the..Pr wo uncle tb chale gye the humari society se..Pr mere...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
Father Peter of St. Johns Cathedral in Duketown has a fame for tolerance of sexual sinsHis virtual girlfriends from the net flock from everywhere to do their Confessions at himAlessandra is a local girl, attending mass at Sundays sometimes, when I lead the ceremonyAlessandra prefers private talks though, sometimes she gets a bit too friendly with FatherAlessandra plays a great girlish game with her beloved spiritual Father PeterAlessandra has confessed earlier at me, always being very honest,...
"Good morning, Miss Anderson," Crius said in a formal tone. "Please, call me, Linda," I replied. "Only if you call me, Crius," he answered. The Titan God smiled, but I detected no warmth to it. "Okay, Crius." I returned his smile with some reservation. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I didn't feel at ease with him. When he had asked me out to breakfast, I had been tempted to say 'no', but my curiosity had gotten the better of me. "So, what can I do for you?" "Nothing,...
Although Tom liked the quiet moments with her, today it was hard to resist his want to take Chloe there on the couch. He hadn’t fucked her in over 24 hours now. He was holding off and building up his cum for when his new daughter arrived. It was supposed to be any time now, but it was still frustrating having such a great piece right in front of him and having to hold off fucking her. He kept reminding himself that he would be blowing his load inside his new daughter very soon. Then, he would...
Mistress Sarah led me back into her bedroom and sat naked in a chair in front of a large dressing table. She ordered me to fetch my maid's dress. It was time for me to learn how to properly dress her for a night out and she wanted me in full sissy attire for the event. Mistress Sarah watched me step into my sissy dress. She told me to turn around slowly for her as she pulled down on the pink silky fabric, ensuring the shiny dress cascaded around my legs smoothly and wrinkle free. She then...
CrossdressingIndru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
Introduction: Tims adventure continues as he falls further under the spell of the pervy photagrapher and his son. Read the firt 3 parts or it will be hard to follow. Disclaimer: This story involves sex between men and teens, and teens and teens. It will eventually contain some pretty severe humiliation and punishment scenes and probably some bondage. If you dont like it, you dont have to read it. It is just a story. None of the characters are based on anyone real, and none of this ever...
Introduction: The story continues with a trip to New York for Tim to get sized up by a pervy tailor and more Disclaimer: This story involves sex between men and teens, and teens and teens. It will eventually contain some pretty severe humiliation and punishment scenes and probably some bondage. If you dont like it, you dont have to read it. It is just a story. None of the characters are based on anyone real and none of this ever happened. Tim slowly opened his eyes, and was momentarily...
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...
Dosto mera naam ranvijay hai meri age 21 years hai aur main chandigarh rehta hu aur ek middle class family se belong krta hu.. Meri family main bs 3 members hain papa mummy aur main..Mummy ka naam sapna hai aur unki age us wqt 40 years thi..Aur meri munmy dekhne main bhut sunder hai..Kisi ka bi un par dil aa jaye…Pr wo kisi se faltu baat nhi krti…Society ke ladke bi un par line marte hain pr wo sbko ignore kr deti hai.. Wo pajami suit aur kbi kbi kisi functon main saree pehan leti hai…Unki...
My sister is four years older than me. I am 18 yrs old. One of four kids. My sister Amy is a collage student. After our grandmother died she left us all a nice little trust fund. When Amy turned twenty one she bought herself a small starter house. A one bedroom, with a small front yard and a small back yard. I used to go over on weekends and we would hang out, watch movies and have a couple of drinks. One of the courses my sister took as an interest course was photography. She had converted...
Well it was another boring year being back at school, I mean sure i had my friends , but come on they going through the same boring shit you do when your in school. In school i wasnt the best looking dude but I got by with what I had. But there certainly was plenty of decent looking chicks in my school only problem was they were all taken. Well one day my GC called me into his office to discuss my future( GC is guidence councler) because I was doing bad in a few classes and it didnt look...
This is a continuation of a story about a wife's evolution into infidelity with other men. It contains my usual themes of wife infidelity, cuckolding, and voyeurism. I appreciate the feedback I have received and some of the correspondence. I have taken some of your suggestions and interwoven them into my stories. I look forward to your continued comments.Background: The story takes place before digital photography, the Internet, cell phones, etc.*The next day, Chris couldn’t wait to get home....
CuckoldA flock of seagulls stood closely together, each pacing around, searching for any traces of food hidden in the sand. Knowing how skittish they were, I moved very carefully towards them. I stayed low, moved me feet closer and closer to them. A couple of them stopped and looked at me, before scurrying further away. It was a big risk for me to continue my approach, but I took that risk, and was justly rewarded. I smiled to myself, held my body still, and waited a few moments before pressing the...
VoyeurBackground: The story takes place before digital photography, the Internet, cell phones, etcetera. ***** As soon as they got into the car, Chris leaned over and gave Stephanie a deep kiss. She moaned and opened her mouth to accept his tongue. He reached into her dress and cupped one of her breasts. She arched her back and pushed the fullness of her breast into his palm. He felt her nipple getting erect. Stephanie moaned, “Ohh.. god that feels so good. I take it you liked the exhibit. Was it...
VoyeurWhen I retired I returned to a job that I last held over 50 years ago, I became a paper boy delivering the local free paper. A bundle of papers arrives every Thursday morning and they all have to be distributed the same day. Carrying the papers used to be hard work but now it is easy as a trolley is provided. My round is two blocks of flats not far from where I live. I take the lift to the top floor and then make my way down floor by floor, if the lift breaks down I can get the trolley down the...