When The Sleeper Wakes Part 02 Awakenings
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The Whore of Babylon By Cassandra Morgan My mother is a whore. Go on. Roll the word over your tongue. Feel how crass it is. How vulgar. It is a word filled with spite, with judgment, filled with scorn. It is a dirty word about what most consider to be a dirty business. It is a brand that identifies her among all other descriptions. Still, that's who she is. She's a hooker. A lady of the night. A working girl. Think of her as you will. Think of me, her child, as you will. She's...
The Young BabysittersA year after our first 4 couple orgy, (See 4 Couple Fun) all four wives had their babies. Since the eight of us had become open in our group relationship, it was common to see one or all of the new moms breastfeeding when we got together every week. Generally at our now every other week gathering on a Friday night, we each hired a babysitter to take care of the babies. Our babysitter was fifteen year old Alex, short for Alexandria. She was a cute girl with shoulder length...
Mom helps her son wake upMom helps her son wake up "Tom! Get up and get out of bed, now!" Janelle yelled. "Mom, not so loud. I'm still tired. Just a few more minutes." he muttered sleepily as he rolled over away from her. "Damn it, Tom, you're going to be late for your bus. Wake up!" she grabbed his shoulder and tried to shake him awake, but she felt his muscles tense up under her hands. No matter how hard she tried, Janelle couldn't stop her mind from drifting to the recurring fantasies she'd...
Mom helps her son wake up"Tom! Get up and get out of bed, now!" Janelle yelled."Mom, not so loud. I'm still tired. Just a few more minutes." he muttered sleepily as he rolled over away from her."Damn it, Tom, you're going to be late for your bus. Wake up!" she grabbed his shoulder and tried to shake him awake, but she felt his muscles tense up under her hands. No matter how hard she tried, Janelle couldn't stop her mind from drifting to the recurring fantasies she'd recently begun having. She...
Blowing CometComet, my 5 year old golden retreiver, and I have been playing for a coupleof years now. But until recently I've never been able to get him to mountmy mouth. It finally worked.We usually start out playing around on the floor with each other. I'll gethim a bit excited, then reach under him and rub his sheath. As soon as myhand makes contact he stops and stands perfectly still. He knows what iscoming.I'll stroke his cock a few minutes till it starts peeking out. Then...
Comet Quetzalcoatl—technically Comet C-2014/UN271, but called Comet Q because of some inane conspiracy theory connecting it to the gods of the Aztec calendar—curled across half the sky, visible even in the daytime, looking to Lena like the arched eyebrow of a disapproving parent.Surely the end of the world was at hand.It meant nothing of course; the comet was just another dead space rock from the Oort Cloud, unfortunate enough to be visiting Earth’s neighborhood at a time when science was...
ExhibitionismAWAKENINGS 3 Well, here it is right after the holidays and Im alone again while Stu is enjoying himself in London for three weeks. Like last year, Id have to spend this New Years Eve alone again. I started writing this stuff for therapeutic reasons, a way to blow off steam for a while, but something makes me want to finish it now that Ive gone this far. This may be my last story. I dont know at this point. Cant see any more happening to me that someone would want to read about. Also, cant...
The first thing I notice is the light. It’s painfully bright, swamping out all other sensations as it glares into my eyes. I instinctively try to clench my eyes shut to block it out, but that’s when I notice that I can’t close my eyes. I can’t even narrow them to block out some of the glare. Now that I actually concentrate on them, I realize I’m not even blinking. I’m just staring straight ahead. My eyes start to burn with the urge to blink them, but I can’t close them at all. I realize then...
Prologue Extract from the diary of Robert Sullivan, Bishop of the Diocese of Sandburg: “When I first found religion I hoped my life could be fulfilled. When I met the woman who was to become my wife I knew that a sacrifice by me was necessary. She did not quite see God as I did, but she too sacrificed enough in those early days to overcome any doubts she may have held. Time came when I was called upon to do my duty and my wife threw herself into meeting her calling and life was good. A child...
The Magic Soap of Babylon OBJECT: Magic Soap of Babylon USAGE (setting the form): Imagine the form that you wish the soap to "create" when next used. While holding this image in your mind, tap the soap three times and then blow on it. You will know that the new form for next use has been set when a small spark shoots out of the soap. USAGE (activation): When applied with water or moisture, the form of the user will instantly transform into that of the soap's last form...
HistoricalYou don’t have to read my story, Soapy Bubbles, but this is a continuation of it… Hope you enjoy it! Something wakes me from my slumber, disturbs me, but I do not feel upset. My body is warm, I’m snuggled under the duvet and not yet ready to be dragged from sleep. I feel a touch, fingers feathering the length of my hip. I’ve been waiting for you, I’ve missed you. Mmm what’s that? An arm snakes underneath me while the other slips between my arm and my side, fingers rubbing the silky material of...
It must have been early and I was in that half somnolent state, neither asleep nor awake. I wriggled my body a little, savouring the way the quilt seemed to envelope me in its soothing embrace. I turned onto my side, drew up my knees, pulled the cover even more tightly around me and began to drift off again. I became vaguely aware of the weight of his hand resting on my ribs and I smiled as I dozed, feeling his fingers home in until they cupped my breast and his thumb began to press and rub the...
Quickie SexShe Who Awakens Flesh by Tegeli CHAPTER I I had taken 'more than enough' water with me. Now it was running out. I wasn't made for the desert, which stretched from horizon to horizon around me. My barely tanned skin itched from the sunburn, and heatstroke sapped my strength. Yet I pushed on. If I found nothing, the sand might as well claim my corpse. My 'expedition' had been a failure, though in truth it never existed. I had no funding. Only a fool's hope and a death...
Introduction: A continuation: Awakenings 5 I didnt think I would be writing about this anymore, but so much has happened to me since the last chapter, and a lot of people have asked whats going on, so here goes nothing. Awakenings 1-4 will tell you how much my once simple life has changed, and how I went from a happily married young wife to someone with an almost unquenchable sex appetite. I could blame Randy, the man who introduced me to that life-style, but I know it was completely my own...
Introduction: Read Awakenings 1-3 before this one. Awakenings 4 I didnt think Id continue with my story, but a few things have happened lately that made me reconsider. One, Cleo (the woman who helps me write this) got so many responses asking what has happened since the first stories, that she persuaded me to continue. Secondly, my extreme behavioral and personality changes are something Im still trying to understand. Ive gone from a meek, nave little creature who thought sex was just...
As I think about how my desire for unconventional sex increases with the number of orgasms I have with every new adventure, I realize that the creation of my insatiable sex drive has increased every year since I turned 25. I’m pushing “cougar” status now and am as wild and uninhibited as the a****l. My lust for pleasure is only matched by the satisfying orgasms I have when pleasuring my husband and mistress.Let me say that my husband Sam is the best lover I have ever had. I believe that...
As I think about how my desire for unconventional sex increases with the number of orgasms I have with every new adventure, I realize that the creation of my insatiable sex drive has increased every year since I turned 35. I’m pushing “cougar” status now and am as wild and uninhibited as the a****l. My lust for pleasure is only matched by the satisfying orgasms I have when pleasuring my husband and mistress.Let me say that my husband Sam is the best lover I have ever had. I believe that...
I Wake Up One Morning... I wake up in my wife's body in a changed world of dominant and aggressive men and submissive and horny women. How and why did this happen? Will things return to normal and if so, how? And will it happen before I lose myself as Melissa? And how many violations at the hands of men will I have to suffer on the way? James Smith - The Husband Melissa Smith - The Wife Ms. Jameson - The head of Clerical and Admin VP Carl Angstrom - The head of the...
I'm laying in bed with you, wearing only a pair of white lace panties, my head snuggled into your broad chest. I wake up super horny and desperate to receive your seed. I nudge you and you don't wake up, so I start slowly kissing and nibbling your neck and ears. I can barely control myself, your musky scent gets me so riled up. I start kissing down your body to your already erect nipples, grinding my dripping cunt against your thigh."Daddy! Please wake up" Still nothing ! I suck and nibble on...
Author's Note: This is just a silly re-make of Megadeth's 'Wake up Dead' Enjoy! I sneak in my own house It's four in the morning I had too much to drink Said I was out with the boys I creep in my bedroom I slip into bed, I know if I wake her, I'll wake up Mary Chorus: I wonder, will she find out, About the other, other lover. Diana. Wake up Mary, you should have run Wake up Mary, no more fun Wake up Mary, how contrary Wake up Mary.
Coming out to my family was a rather simple affair. My parents and brother I knew their love for me wouldn’t change. I told them when I was 18 just before i went to uni it didn’t change anything (as is typical with gay men, my father was the hardest).my dad just said ok son and left the room .i just sat ther think he hates me .just then he came in and said Dad-" you still like football and rugby" ?Me -i said of course i do Dad-"good so we can still go to the match on saturday"Me - thanks dad...
After we chatted Comet and I went to the basement to play. He seems to havebetter control if his paws are able to grip something, his back paws Imean....his front paws are wrapped tightly around my waist ;) , so I usuallyplay in the k**s basement playroom. It has an area rug in it. But rightnow it is full of boxes and stuff while I redo daughters room. Anyway....So I took him into my workshop area.Hmmmm... what to do about the hard floor. Grabbed a painting dropcloth froma shelf, canvas...
I had been working for the Robinson family for about 4 years, before the incident had occurred. They were a friendly family, Don, the father was in his early forties, Mike, his son, had been off to college for a few years at 20, and Vicki, the daughter, was only 9. Their mother had sadly passed away 8 years ago, shortly after Vicki had been born. So that's where I came in. Don was a private surgeon, and a good one at that, but found himself oftentimes away from home, burying himself...
I am laying on my stomach, my feet crossed as I prop my head up on an elbow, looking at you laying next to me. I sigh softly, biting my lip as I let my eyes wander down your temple and chin, along your neck and then the sheet bars my view. I softly and gently pull the sheet back, making sure not to wake you as I lift myself off of the bed slowly. I get on my hands and knees, unable to stop smiling as I settle down on my knees between your legs, my eyes traveling up your chest to your peaceful...
I walk in to the room the only light is from the TV, you fell asleep in the recliner. You must have just gotten out of the shower you are naked under that blanket. The volume is down low, I sit on the couch next to you and watch you for a bit. After a few minutes you let out a little gasp and a moan, it seems the dream you are having is pretty good. You start to mumble softly, harder, faster. A smile creeps across my face watching you squirm under that blanket. You moved around so much that the...
I am laying on my stomach, my feet crossed as I prop my head up on an elbow, looking at you laying next to me. I sigh softly, biting my lip as I let my eyes wander down your temple and chin, along your neck and then the sheet bars my view. I softly and gently pull the sheet back, making sure not to wake you as I lift myself off of the bed slowly. I get on my hands and knees, unable to stop smiling as I settle down on my knees between your legs, my eyes traveling up your chest to your peaceful...
Oral SexDave and his parents were awake and on the road by five o'clock in the morning. They each took turns driving and, except for quick re-fueling, they only stopped twice: once for dinner in Portland, Maine and once for supper in Hartford, Connecticut. They drove past New York and Washington during the night and continued until they found a motel in Virginia and stopped for the night. They slept until ten o'clock; then they got up, showered, ate, and got back on the road well before noon. Dave...
Leslie Church nervously walked through the ABS. She could feel the eyes of the men on her as she quickly moved around the DVDs, past the sex toys and into the dimly lit corridor behind the tacky red curtain. She had done her recon well, she knew where to go in simple steps, her gym bag over her shoulder, her eyes fixed forward towards her goal. The only sounds were her heart pounding, her nervous breathing and her heels clicking on the tile floor. At barely 5' tall and with a curvy 34D-28-36...
This is the first chapter of a long multi-part story involving 2 different families, the Churches and the Streets. It will span several decades and generations. I hope you enjoy it.Summery: A wife tries to give her husband his longest held fantasy. Even the best of intentions cum with a price!Leslie Church nervously walked through the ABS. She could feel the eyes of the men on her as she quickly moved around the DVDs, past the sex toys and into the dimly lit corridor behind the tacky red...
Monday, July 22nd, 3:27 AM - Babylon Residence, Seattle, WA "Push, Karen!" Chantelle shouted as she gripped my hands. I was confused, in pain. I had been in labor for nearly a day and I was so tired. The last few weeks had been a blur as I drifted in and out of consciousness. I didn't know where I was or, more importantly, where Master and Mistress were. I was being cared for by Lana and Chantelle, the missing sex slaves, in a strange house. Whenever I felt strong enough to ask, the...
This is a story that was written specifically for me by my best friend Tiffany. This is her work and I'm very proud of her*********************** So you are visiting me on vacation, but regardless of how much I would love to just hang out with you, I have classes that I have to attend…Waking up next to you, my naked body pressed up against yours, looking at you for a second, and then reaching for my phone. Seeing what time it was, knowing that if I didn’t get up and dressed I’d be late for...
The following is an idea that started buzzing around my head and may spawn other stories. If this inspires anyone... please feel free to use the premise if you like. Feel free post this to any place you like. All I ask is that you keep this header and my name on it. Cometary Debris: The Buzz ? by: Hawkyn Carl and Don walked out the door and waved back at the two young rangers standing on the porch waiving back. "Thanks guys, I'm sure we can find the campsite with these...
Disclaimer: The original characters and plot of this story are the property of the author. No infringement of pre-existing copyright is intended. This story is copyright (c) 2009 Robyn34. All rights reserved. Encountering Luck By Robyn34 Malcome McDowell never believed in luck before. Not until now. Not until that one day when, looking at the indoor flora and fauna at Vegas' newest resort, he spied it. It. The ultimate in good luck charms. The ultimate...four-leaf...
Cometh the Sissy (Part 1) Stevie "No. No fucking way." "Ahh, c'mon honey. It'll be so much fun! It's about me not you. I just need you there as, well, sort of a training aid. I promise you that you'll love it." "It's gross, seriously, some fat old man, what the fuck are you thinking about?" "It's about power. Control. Desire. I want to see if I can do it. You'll out all day and I'm doing my online classes and shit, there's only so many dildos and vibrators. I want to...
Damn why now? I was getting ready to see if the girls wanted to take a shower together! Out of nowhere, an ice cold paper towel landed on my balls. That did the trick and my dick shriveled as it tried to hide up inside my body. The twins helped me get dressed quickly. A few kisses from each twin and I was being pulled out the door by Crystal. "David I am so sorry for even letting Sam watch you with the girls there at the end. She was about to go force you to try and open her up," Crystal...
The bedroom is cool, but cozy at 6 o'clock on Saturday morning. I can hear fine drops of rain pattering lightly on the roof of the condo. As I sleepily open my eyes, the muted light from the shuttered window casts a peaceful glow over your room. Next to me, I can hear you quietly breathing in and out as you sleep.I snuggle closer to you, feeling your long hair between my face and the back of your neck. As I wrap my arm around your waist, I feel the warmth coming from your long, slender, naked...
BDSMThis story can stand on its own, however, it is recommended that the viewer have read "The Night to Come" series to full understand. This is a continuation of what happens after the night came... As always, I hope it is enjoyed. I twitched awake, stretching languidly in my empty bed. Cold metal bumped against the warm skin of my wrist, making me jump. My eyes opened to see a pair of black handcuffs on the bed beside me. I rack my memory, trying to figure out how they got into my room, but my...
LesbianHow would you like to wake up to me giving you this wake up call ? Love to here your thoughts and suggestions.I open my eyes and scan the dark quiet room, allowing myself time to adjust to the darkness. The only light visible is that from the moon seeping in through the window and the alarm clock on my night stand. It reads 3:46 am. I take a deep breath and raise my arms above my head, stretching out long like a cat who has just awoken from a deep slumber. I inhale the salty sea air as it...
I didn’t think I would be writing about this anymore, but so much has happened to me since the last chapter, and a lot of people have asked what’s going on, so here goes nothing. Awakenings 1-4 will tell you how much my once simple life has changed, and how I went from a happily married young wife to someone with an almost unquenchable sex appetite. I could blame Randy, the man who introduced me to that life-style, but I know it was completely my own fault. After my husband Stu called and...
I suggest you read Jennifer’s World, Awakenings, Ch.1 before reading this, if you have not already done so (for continuity). This chapter, and the next, are simply titled Awakenings for descriptive brevity asked for by Literotica. Other than that, enjoy! *************** Jennifer was beside herself. She just had the most powerful orgasm of her life, she made another woman come, and now she was about to find out what it would be like with a man! Eric closed the door behind him. ‘It’s a good...
He opens the door and steps into his home, relieved to be home and exhausted from a long day. But more then anything, he's relieved to be back to the place where his princess is. And the fact that she hasn't come running the moment he stepped inside suggests she must be sleeping.And after hanging up his coat, he moves straight to her room, gentle opening the door to peer inside. Indeed she has fallen asleep, though clearly not a proper sleep, she rarely sleeps well when he isn't home. Instead...
He knew her name was Molly, he knew some of her past wasn’t very pretty. Her life so far, at such an early age, had been less than pleasant. Now she is 18, even though she looks alot younger. She had endured abuse from a very early age. It had continued as she lost her home and was on the street, no one cares about you on the street, that he knows for sure. She began to feel like maybe they were right, she was nothing, just something to be used. Worthless in her own mind.After talking to her...
First TimeI lay in bed completely naked. Slowly rubbing baby oil all over my body, paying special attention to my tits and my pussy. I begin to pull and tease my nipples, my other hand finds my swollen, tender clit, I feel myself slowly pinching and rubbing my clit. As the fever builds, I stop and tie my tits as tight as I can get them. They change to a deep purple. Next, I clip clothes pins on each nipple as I continue to tease my clit, taking my other hand and fingering my pussy and my ass with two...
BDSMThis story was submitted under my prev nic that i had to retire, but i didn't want to lose the story....As I open the door of the small sitting room the scent of my perfume fills the air. Instantly you look up and smile. Startled I gasp, I wasn’t prepared to see you, much less sitting in the over sized leather wing back chair by the window. Your larger than life persona makes the chair look small by comparison. The sun spills in on you from the large windows behind the chair creating a spot...
As I open the door of the small sitting room the scent of my perfume fills the air. Instantly you look up and smile. Startled I gasp, I wasn’t prepared to see you, much less sitting in the over sized leather wing back chair by the window . Your larger than life persona makes the chair look small by comparison. The sun spills in on you from the large windows behind the chair creating a spot light effect. I pause for a moment, as always my first thought is My God you are so handsome, you take my...
She couldn’t get her mind into it as of Friday. She knew why, but nothing she did, like masturbating once again, and earlier that week for that matter and even just before she went on to class, couldn’t seem to resolve her issues. She felt “it” when she woke up that morning…that deep seated, deep pitted series of sensations in her stomach which were almost causing her breasts to ache and burn with a wanton desire as well…they began doing it again also. This was a growing desire. Both burned...
LesbianThere's nothing quite like waking up with a dick in you.Anna had passed out early last night. She'd had a long day at work and no time for pleasure or relaxation- she'd just wanted to sleep. After a long and relaxing massage from her fiance she'd drifted off to dreamland. A dreamless and peaceful sleep had awaited her, but something so much more was waiting for her in the morning. Her fiance now, he'd been waiting for this ever since she'd come home. His own day at work had been long and...
I was walking home from a party, a boring one at that. My car broke down a few blocks away and I just didn’t have the patience to wait for the tow truck so decided to walk. I was in a bad mood, pissed, disappointed of my evening and to top it all off, it was starting to rain! It felt like life had won one over me and I was about to just drop it all. When you’re in a bad mood, you’re in a bad mood!I arrived at my door and quietly search for my keys. My neighbour’s a bit too nosy and will peek at...
***"Brandon, there's three types of women."'Oh joy, more words of wisdom from the blowhard,' I thought as I wondered what dumb shit was my father about to espouse. Still I was required to ask, "What's that Big John?"Smiling, since he loves that even I use his ridiculous nickname, he answered, "First, there's the women that let you fuck them. These are the ones that act as if they are doing you a favor as they just lay there. Basically, they are the dead fish you sometimes hear about." Looking...
Please Wake Up, Mary By Chris Dyr Katz Alan awoke in a hospital room. His chest and arms were heavily bandaged, his jaws were wired together, and he was tied to the bed. An attractive female doctor explained that he'd had a serious accident, and he was in recovery. The doctor was friendly and comforting, except that she called him "Mary." Then the doctor calmly explained what Alan's "recovery" would involve. To his horror, Alan understood why she called him "Mary," and the good doctor...
For a while, I had a boyfriend who had two tongue rings -- a barbell in the back and a ring on the tip. He was the type of guy who, when he filled out a job application, he answered the question "What are your hobbies?" with "Cunnilingus" and a hand-drawn winky face. He could twist his tongue sideways in either direction, then flick it back and forth like a demented snake. He loved to show off how he could twist a cherry stem with only that talented organ.Needless to say, there were many...
Oral SexThe last time I had spent the night Kayla and I got pretty heated. I’ll admit that it was one of my first serious kissing sessions so I got very excited and a little carried away. Since then I had raided my uncle’s porn stash (as well as the internet) and I was really anxious to see how far I could get her to go with me. It took almost no time at all for us to sneak away alone after the adults went out. They said since me and Kayla were oldest (Kayla being 13) we were in charge until the...
Ich bin ein 6 Fuß 6 Zoll groß, 25 und wahrscheinlich der schwärzeste Bastard, den Sie jemals sehen werden. Ich bin sehr stolz auf mein afrikanisches Erbe und stolz darauf, ein Amerikaner zu sein. Worauf ich nicht stolz bin, sind die verdammten Arschlöcher der weißen Supremisten, die herumsprudeln, dass Weiß die richtige Farbe ist. Nun, ich bin hier, um Ihnen zu sagen, dass sie alles falsch gemacht haben. Weißer Abschaum ist ein nicht ganz passendes Wort, um diese verdammten milchig weißen...
InterracialGrampa babysitsIt’s Saturday night, your parents are out of town and Grampa Dan is babysitting you for the weekend. It’s a bit warm tonight and you just don’t feel like sleeping. You are eight years old and even though you are supposed to be in bed, the house is too quiet, no TV is on So as you quietly tip toe out of your room and into the kitchen, you hear a bit of sound from the basement. Grampa Dan must be in the basement doing something.So you quietly open the door and go down a few steps...
FORCED INTO BABYHOOD a story by Johnathan It was Friday evening. Lesley Johnstone and her husband David had been invited to stay the weekend with Catherine Fanshaw-Jones, chairperson of the feminist organisation that Lesley had joined three months ago. David drove the car slowly down the drive towards Catherine Fanshaw-Jones' mansion. He did not want to spend the weekend with Lesley's friends, but she had insisted he joined her. "There will be other men there," she told him. "It...
"Babykins" Constance Vanderworth, the matriarch of the Vanderworth clan paced the large living room while her nephew Lawrence stood quietly by. She studied one of the stories on the front page of the local newspaper concerning him. It wasn't the top story mind you but nonetheless, it was front page. "Millionaire Playboy Totals New Ferrari In Downtown Police Chase." It gave all the details, all the details about the women, the clubs, the nightlife, the reckless attitude and the...
Babykins By Janet L. Stickney [email protected] "I think you should try it, just to see how hard it is!" "Nope," I said firmly. "Being pregnant is for women!" "Well, yes, that's true, but you have no idea how hard it is around here! You never help!" "I'll help," I stated in typical male fashion. "Yes, I know you will, because if you don't, your little secret will get out, and we don't want that do we?" She knew damned well that my dressing up was between us, and for...
She was finally back in his arms where she belonged. After a long year and a half away from him, she has returned to face her new life with a mild sense of dread and an extreme sense of anticipation. She first met this man of her dreams on a warm summer night. They had been communicating through the internet in chatrooms and e-mail. She told him how she longed to be dominated and trained to be a submissive toy for his use. On their first meeting, he immediately established his dominance and...