The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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{Because of something that happened in "Lost Indian Caves" before he was born, Alex's has a condition that changes his gender; male in the dark, female in the light. Alex's simple goal is complicated by a power struggle within the first school he's ever attended. That struggle is about to take on wider implications. - WARNING: This story has been heavily manga influenced.} Knight and Dey 3: Meet the Knights By Ron Dow75 Out in the outer office of school administration, police...
HumorIntroduction: My wifewas on a business trip in Las Vegas Yes Dear This is a true story that happened when my wife went to Vegas about a year ago. I have tried to recreate it as best I could however as the saying goes what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas so I will have to improvise to fill in the gaps. I was bored that evening as I was the only one at home for the weekend. My wife had been in Las Vegas for the week and I was getting really honey. I thought about looking up some erotic stories...
Standing outside the club, daring myself to go in, I just wished the local t-girl I was to meet hadn't cancelled. It seemed a great plan...on solo holiday in the Algarve going to a gurl friendly club with a local who knew the place. Right I'll go in for one drink so my night wasn't totally wasted. Inside the club was fairly busy with a long bar ahead and booths lining the walls. I walked carefully over to the bar...didn't want to trip up in my stilettos. A friendly barmaid took my...
This is a true story that happened when my wife went to Vegas about a year ago. I have tried to recreate it as best I could however as the saying goes what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas so I will have to improvise to fill in the gaps. I was bored that evening as I was the only one at home for the weekend. My wife had been in Las Vegas for the week and I was getting really honey. I thought about looking up some erotic stories but I decided to text her instead. I wrote, “Do you...
Ayesha belonged to a progressive family in Delhi, India . She was the last of three sisters and all three were raised to be highly educated. Her eldest sister worked as an Air Hostess for a major international airline, and the other sister was a teacher in a very reputed school.Unlike other last born c***dren, Ayesha while being very smart and intelligent, was a shy and introverted girl. She was very beautiful and charming young woman, with a face that displayed an innocence that one couldn't...
Hi. Mera name Raza hai or main Islamabad Pakistan say houn.I am 23 years old and 5’8″ tall with healthy body.Yeh meri first story hain jo ap logoun say share krnain ja raha houn.Or bilkul sachi story hai. Main nain full detail main likhi hai ap parhain or guarranty hai k ap ko ma aae ga. Yeh story meri or meri khala ki beti (cousin) ki hai jiska name ayesha hai.Main islamabd main aik university say bachelor ki degree kar raha houn or ayesha b islamabad main hi aik university say bachelor ki...
Acolyte Sophia – Western Deorc Forest, The Federation of Deoraciynae The two other elf hunters appeared silently out of the woods. Like Xera, they were gorgeous, tall and lithe, their bodies painted in greens and browns to let them blend into the woods. Their keen eyes flickered at Angela and me, their ears twitching in obvious curiosity at the sight of two humans in their woods. I was still naked. It was wonderful to not have to wear the robe. As an acolyte of the Temple of Pure, I had...
Thanks for the wonderful feedback from all of you, especially from girls for my previous stories. So far we have discussed Diya, Priya Bhabhi, and Shreya. It’s time for another introduction none other than Ayesha. This incident happened a few years back. As you all know about Dean who was introduced in the Shreya chapter. Ayesha was none other than Dean’s Girlfriend. They used to fuck all the time. To tell about Dean, he is even worse than Mark. I was single at the time, so often I used to hang...
Nightclub Nightmare (NC, Rape, MF/f, SM, D/S, Gangbang, Torture,Humiliation) Sharon Tu could feel her heart racing with excitement,as she and her other friends waited patiently in line to enter Da-Boom .The little Asian girl was literally shaking from the cold frosty air, the blaringsongs emanating from the club, and her own eagerness to quickly get inside.Although there were many rowdy teens hollering and laughing nearby, Sharoncould still feel the pounds and thuds of hip-hop music...
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Permission is granted to post to the TG-fiction list, archive, and Fictionmania site and to the atEROS site. Personal copies for non-commercial use permitted. Anyone else who wants to archive this on a free access website or ftp site, just send me an email telling me that you did so and the url or ftp address. Anyone who wants to archive this on a for-pay site, don't. Member Net Authors and Creators Union - NACU. Authors and creators welcome, email [email protected] for more...
Slowly I opened my eyes. It was still very dark out. I looked at the clock across the room. Aahgr… it was only 2:45am. The red numbers seemed to be laughing at me. I rolled over trying to get comfortable. My wife, peacefully asleep, lied next to me… I am so loved. My mind raced back to the beginning. I had told my wife I was interested in perusing a femdom type marriage. Wow, what a fight that was and how far we have come. I love my wife. What’s not to love, she is amazing. Her figure is...
Ayesha Chapter Seven by Cordellian "Sorry to keep you waiting, Kelly. My name is Doctor Edith Grayson, and I'll be performing your breast enhancement operation today," said a professional looking woman in her mid to late thirties, with dark brown hair tied into a neat pony tail. She was wearing a smart navy blue knee length dress and a white hospital coat as she swept into the room with a bundle of papers in her hands. "You must be ever so excited, you lucky girl." I had been...
1. “I’d like to see something old,” said the customer, a good-looking foreigner with salt-and-pepper hair. “I’m in India, after all. I’m after something that has a provenance. My wife is the daughter of a billionaire and I need something unique.”I was watching the scene from my viewport in the back office and I could see that the salesgirl looked disappointed. She was on commission and she could see that this well-heeled American customer wanted something that she could not sell. The American...
ReluctanceFreddy was real there was never no movie, He was restless he hated that he had thought that revenge would feel better once he did so, but it did little to ease his wicked mind, however the dream demons had told him that the Elm Street sign was going to be planted in Hollywood, and that he could invaded the dreams of any eighteen year old and older celebrity in Hollywood, however Freddy was not allowed to kill any female celebrity, and also that his premiere purpose was to sexual own Any female...
A night with Knight by Ronde To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Our chat last night I enjoyed our chat last night. Think the other guys did too, if their comments were any basis to judge by. Bet you got a lot of offers after I left the room, but hope I’m the only one who got your email address. Sorry that your husband doesn’t have much time for you anymore. You sound like a beautiful lady, and beautiful ladies should never be ignored. Wish I could do something to make you...
I learnt a new form of love the day my daughter was born. When Tory had started her next group of girls incubating, I found myself gravitating to one of them in particular. I knew she was very special. I knew she was a true sister to me and that I would need to raise her as my daughter. Call it a premonition if you wish, but the certainty was there all the same. She wouldn’t take the place of my precious lost daughter, yet I knew this little girl was very special to me. I was glad that one...
The whole family was in an uproar at the next Sunday lunch. Nonna and Gina were over the moon. A few were looking at me with speculation. One of the younger ones finally asked the question foremost on all their minds. "Are you rich?" So that was it! "No, Sophie, I'm not rich. But my job pays really well and I've always been conservative with my money. Tell the family to stop wondering. I can well afford this. If I couldn't, I wouldn't have asked." Brian was so proud of me it was...
Introduction: A man goes from an obscure loser to a wealthy writer, and reaps more benefits than just money. Life sure is funny is how it plays out. I have never been a religious man, still am not, but I did listen to the Joel Olsteen guy when the times were bad. He was so positive, that helped, but he also talked about how God could make up for decades of crap, in just a few years through super natural increase. Like I said, I am no Christian and am agnostic about the existence of a deity,...
PROPERTY OF DEVIL’S OUTLAWSChapter 1: Taken As the sun began quickly setting behind the beautiful mountain ranges far away, Hannah could feel her frustration growing larger by the second. She should have known better than to rely solely on her navigation system and not bring a map with her on this trip. She was on her way to join some friends in Cabo for a few days of summer fun and relaxation. She had just a couple more hours of driving, but her normally dependable navigation tool...
Dave and Kim had dated early in their life, before they actually new what dating was and after their breakup became close friends. It was after Kim’s boyfriend, John, who was also Dave’s best friend, left for Germany to study there for a year that the jokes began. It started small, jokes with John before he left that Dave and Kim would hookup while he was gone. These jokes always would upset John and make Dave and Kim chuckle. The jokes continued after John left, and even after Kim and John...
Hi friends I am writing this story after a long time hope u enjoy. Main 26 saal ka indian ladka hun aur usa boston main rehata hun, yahan main padai ke liye aya hun.Main ek indian muslim family ke sath paying guest hun.Unki family main aftab uncle hai jo 42 sal ke hain aur unki wife ayesha aunty jo 38 saal ki bahut hi kamuk mahila hain .Aur unki beti gazelle jo 16 saal ki hai aur beta imran jo 6 saal ka hai. Main kafi lucky tha jo mujhe is pariwar main rehne ka mauka mila.Ayesha aunty bahut hi...
If it turns out that my words suit your palette, then do leave a comment; letting me know if I should continue, this sordid little fantasy. _ _ _ He arrived to discover her front door just slightly ajar, exactly as how she had told him it would be on this particular night. His instincts told him ever still, to knock, call out, but he pushed the thought away, and ever so quietly through the door he went. Once inside, closing it behind him and securing the lock in place. Now it...
If it turns out that my words suit your palette, then do leave a comment; letting me know if I should continue, this sordid little fantasy. _ _ _ He arrived to discover her front door just slightly ajar, exactly as how she had told him it would be on this particular night. His instincts told him ever still, to knock, call out, but he pushed the thought away, and ever so quietly through the door he went. Once inside, closing it behind him and securing the lock in place. Now it...
Want to have a little fun with this? Before you read it, use your 'Replace' function in your Word Processor to replace "Charles" with your (masculine) name. Replace "Monica" with the name of your favorite domme - then replace "Janis" with another domme name that you like. (Don't forget, use the 'all locations' option!) Hope you enjoy the consequences. Bea Dear Charles By Bea Charles darling? What on earth took you so long in answering the door? That was...
Introduction Many readers may be unaware that Stepdaddy's blog consists primarily of my "Dear Stepdaddy" advice column, a sort of hebephilic Ann Landers, if you will. Of course, these are all just fantasies, mine and my correspondents'. Here at year end, 2011, I am compiling this year's collection into the first of what I hope will be many "annuals". These have been edited lightly, and in particular some numbers have been corrected. At the end of this work, please join me again to...
Dear CliticalMFmm/f, Mast, Humil, WS, NC, Inc, BD, Voy, Tease, Orgasm denial.A teenage girl writes to Clitical, a 'female masturbation methods' forum, regarding her own experiences and their recent consequences. ----- Chapter 1 -----Dear Clitical,Hello! I've been reading your forum on female masturbation, which is very interesting. I'm writing now to tell you about my own experiences, and ah... recent developments. It will be a rather long essay I'm afraid, because for reasons you'll see later...
Cat and Mouse: The Tryout by Bluto "Good afternoon, this is Della Delargio reporting live for WNBC from the financial district. The Protectors, NYC's newest superhero team, has just foiled a bold daylight robbery attempt by The Destroyers, a gang of supervillains who have been increasingly active in recent months. "The Destroyers staged a lightning raid on the Federal Reserve Bank and were about to make a rooftop getaway when The Protectors came charging to the rescue. Here...
Cherie is a lovely Asian woman. She seems like a typical wife and mother. But there is a dark side to her. Cherie is one of those fiery tiger moms who thinks her son can do no wrong and that she deserves to be in control. Not always. Cherie was watching her son play little league baseball with the other moms. The game was intense, and Cherie was really animated and vocal about what was going on in the field. Her son was at bat and had two strikes against him. Both were questionable calls, in...
Introduction As many readers know, Stepdaddy's blog consists primarily of the "Dear Stepdaddy" advice column, a sort of hebephilic Ann Landers, if you will. Of course, these are all just the fantasies of my correspondents, and my fictionalized responses. This collection takes its place as the second Annual of these letters, the second of what I hope will be many more in the years to come. However, that depends upon you. Please send me your "fictionalized" letters, to fuel the flame in...
From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: Cheerleading (what else?) Hey Em, it's your very-best-friend-in-the-world, but I guess you knew that when you saw the "from" line, right? Duh, my blond is showing again. Anyway, how are you holding up in godawful Cleveland... I still CANNOT believe that your parents could just up and move from beautiful SoCal to the midwest for gods sake... and break up the dynamic duo of Smithfield High cheereleading... but anyway, I still...
Sun 10/17/04 I feel foolish writing in this book. I've never kept a diary before. I don't even like the word "diary". It is a silly word. A child's word. I think I made a new friend a little over a week ago. His name is Ricky. I am writing this on his advice. He says it will help me cope with my emerging feelings. So, here I am, trying out his advice. It can't hurt, right? Okay then, here it is. These first entries will be very long Dear Diary. So many new sensations, longings,...
This story is papers taken out of Heather’s diary. It is a prequel to: (A Phone Call: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-phone-call-603190). You can read the two stories in any order you like._________________________________________________________________Dear diary,Today was my father’s funeral. I’m so sad that he left us. I can’t believe that we lost him suddenly like that! He was caring, tender, and kind. He was the best dad and the best man I’ve ever seen or heard about. How did he work as a...
We start this week’s show with an establishing shot of St Mary’s Stadium, home of Southampton Football Club ... Then spinning around to look over the River Solent, zooming in on a large, gray-green structure with little round windows ... Then we cut to that building – on a dusty industrial estate - with the river and St Mary’s Stadium in the background. A sign on the front of the building reads “MAIN AGGREGATES”. Our host steps into frame from the side, immediately making the scene better to...
Ayesha Chapter 2 I was in a nervous state as I slunk back towards the male halls of residence on campus, petrified that someone might spot me, despite it being nearly two in the morning. I had begged Emma to let me stay in her shared room until it was late enough for me not to be seen. I would have preferred to wait until three, but Emma grew impatient by 1.30 and said she wanted to go to sleep. The reason for me being so anxious as I slipped from tree to tree, and doorway to...
Judy was woken for the second day in a row by a kick on the foot. She cracked an eye and saw Tanda Havra once again standing over her. "Breakfast," Tanda informed Judy. "Then horse or wagon." Judy looked around the tent, empty except for the two of them. She must have been tired to sleep past the others getting up! "Horse," Judy said almost without thinking. She'd seen the wagons yesterday. They bumped and jolted you; there were no springs. "Be ready, be quick!" Tanda told her,...
Synopsis: This could be fiction, There are sections that dwell on sexual domination; By my definition a joyous state of mind, should you disagree with my perspective, by all means go elsewhere and DON'T READ ON !! Dear Diary - ForwardMy name is Danial Martin, Dan. How we got here is and isn't really all that complicated, think of it as a some what normal evolution of events, more than a social experiment, but it's more something I just stumbled into perhaps, or was I cleverly led,...
After 20 years since I had become a Teacher I was once more feeling that my career choice was worthwhile. I have spent the past fifteen years since my recovery wondering if I had made a wise choice, of sticking it out when my heart was wanting to give it all up and let me slink off into the underbrush of life, never to be seen again. This anticipation of this year, this class, had revived the enthusiasm with which I ventured forth to my first teaching job. It was a large country high school...
Dear Stepdaddy, I'm in eighth grade and now I got a problem. It was all fine until last summer when Mom married Roy, my new stepdad. No, it ain't what you think, Roy's not fucking me. Though I know my age's not bothering him, since he is screwing my friend Tabby. He doesn't know I know, but her and I tell each other everything. The problem with Roy is that he makes me get good grades. Mom never cared much, but Bob says if I don't get good grades, he's gonna make me go to summer school...
Hi…all I am kumar from Bangalore like to share one of my nice experiences with my friends cousin bapu b4 2 years. I got a job in Chennai in an MNC and I was sent to Bangalore for training. I was new to Bangalore and I felt the chillness of Bangalore when I stepped out from the bus at Madiwala stop. Since I was new to Blr my friend gave babu’s contact who staying in blr for past 4 years. He came to receive me and took me to his flat. It’s a single bedroom flat with all essential things. We...
Gay Male1 April 2021 Ms Cum GirlCum CottageLower Snatch DrippingCunnyshire Dear Ms CumIt has been brought to our attention here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' that the saddo website you're so fond of frequenting is hosting an international competition, and that as a saddo of minor repute and standing we expect you to fly the flag for this Sceptred Isle. All of us here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' are rabid acolytes of the tousle-haired cockwomble and sport huge, throbbing,...
Fetish1 April 2021 Ms Cum GirlCum CottageLower Snatch DrippingCunnyshire Dear Ms CumIt has been brought to our attention here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' that the saddo website you're so fond of frequenting is hosting an international competition, and that as a saddo of minor repute and standing we expect you to fly the flag for this Sceptred Isle. All of us here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' are rabid acolytes of the tousle-haired cockwomble and sport huge, throbbing,...
Gay MaleDear Kiki, I've heard that you often give advice to people with sex-type problems, and that you can be really wild and uninhibited sometimes, so I thought you'd be ideal to help me with my husband Gerald. We've only been married for a few months, and yes, I know Newlyweds have to go through a Period of Adjustment, but I really don't see how I'm going to work this out without some Expert Advice! Gerald's nice-looking, in 'a sort of soft, boyish way, but I must admit that what really...
Marcus Is a tall Black man with alethic and muscular features. He and his friends Cal, Jay and Rick call themselves the black knights because of their black skin and muscular toned bodies. They used to run a web site called The Black Knights Club com. On this website they offered a service to a select people who were always married women whose husbands would like to watch their wives be gangbanged by four hung and black men. Marcus and his knights enjoyed what they did in many ways because they...
DEAR DIARY I awoke on the filthy mattress and looked around the darkened room. The dim glow of the street light peaking thru the dirty slats on the windows blinds. The quick moving hoards of cock roaches skittering across the thread bare carpet. Sitting up I realized what had happened last night. There were bruises and ugly raised welts all over my aching body. My tits were in terrible pain with dried blood...
Doug Bryant lay on the sandy beach gasping for air. Mary was dry heaving beside him, the contents of her stomach having been left far out in the water. Alyson was crying on the other side of her. Mary and Alyson had briefly gone under with the boat, but had somehow escaped. They broke surface on either side of another life vest. Mary and he had insisted Alyson wear it. He'd had to half-drag Mary to the beach against the pressure of the wind. It hadn't been easy swimming in his canvas deck...
Doug Bryant lay on the sandy beach gasping for air. Mary was dry heaving beside him, the contents of her stomach having been left far out in the water. Alyson was crying on the other side of her. Mary and Alyson had briefly gone under with the boat, but had somehow escaped. They broke surface on either side of another life vest. Mary and he had insisted Alyson wear it. He'd had to half-drag Mary to the beach against the pressure of the wind. It hadn't been easy swimming in his canvas deck...
Chapter 1Charles Greene and his three mates were loitering around the lower floor of the mall. There were lots pf people in the mall. Kids running around and screaming. Cliques of women pacing around, carrying bags of purchases. Elderly couples eating their ice cream cones. Charles Green’s mates were also his classmates and their names were Jim, Casper and Norman. They had finally finished their secondary school education. They had finally finished school and were now on holiday....
First thing, I went looking for Tracy. She didn't see me come up behind her. I figured a little payback was in order so I gave her a hip check. Her head snapped around, and when she saw it was me, she got a big grin. "Hey, sexy boy," she purred. That got everyone's attention, and I actually blushed. She winked at me as she turned to go to her locker. It was nice to see her smiling. After school, I went to baseball tryouts. There were a lot of guys and even a few girls trying out. I...
This story and all it contents and names are fictional.January 1st.Dear diary,This is my first diary entry ever, so I suppose I better tell you about myself. My name is Ashley, I'm 19 years old. I have long blonde hair with blue eyes. I think of myself as a very attractive girl. I like to stand in front my full length mirror and admire my naked body and of course play wife myself, I love looking at my pussy when I orgasm, sometimes my juices even spray on the mirror, I lick all my juices off my...
IncestAuthor's Note. If your looking for a story with sexual activity in it, this is not the one for you. This is not an Adult story. It is a Sci-Fi with a Transgender nature I would be appreciate your comments on this story and also any suggestions for future story plots. Donna Allyson McCleod; Email via: donna- [email protected] Amy dear Amy By: Donna-Allyson McCleod Chapter 1 The accident had shaken up the community. Not that accidents had not happened before in...
Dec 3 2015 Dear Diary, I love my FB friend, but I’m afraid, I’m married and he’s seven years younger. It’s hard to believe how soon everything happened, seems as if yesterday that Ajay sent me a friend request on Facebook and started chatting with me. In no time we became close, I shared my joys and sorrows with him and he did the same. This brought us so close in a year’s time that he got some courage to propose me. And even though I told him no and tried to make excuses like age and me being...
After dinner I had a special surprise for you. "Where are we going?" you asked. "A nice little club," I replied turning down a long alleyway. "There's a club here?" you asked as we pulled into a small, back parking lot. "Not a lot of people know about it. It's sort of a members only place."We walked up to a large, red, intricately carved, wooden door. I rapped three times on a large, iron knocker that was attached to the teeth of a bronze lion head. A small square in the door opened and a...
BDSMI just stepped out of the shower, it was my second of the day. I threw on my jeans and a baggy shirt. It was one of those stay home and just relax kind of days. You had been at work and swung by the store on the way home picking up some light bulbs and a nightlight for the bathroom. You always hated having to turn on the bright light when you had to sneak away to the bathroom. We replace the decorative bulb in the hallway and install your nightlight. You clap and twirl at the blue glow...
This story was inspired from the Highlander movies and TV series but takes place in a separate world with its own rules. The Outsiders By Morpheus It was a dark and windy night as I staggered home from the bar, more than a little drunk. I staggered just a little with each step, enough to reveal to anyone who saw that I wasn't completely sober. However, I made a straight line home, eager to climb into bed. I only dreaded going to work in the morning with the hangover I was bound to...
Dear Diary, How did I get here. Someone please pinch me. I was asked on a date from a real sweet guy I met online a while ago. I didn't know what to make of it all and got swept up into an electric current pulling me into the unknown. I have always been drawn to the idea of dating a guy but I never in my wildest dreams thought it would actually happen. I've only ever dated girls before so when Dalton asked me to a date, I was as excited as I was petrified. He expected me to be the...
I awoke on the filthy mattress and looked around the darkened room. The dim glow of the street light peaking thru the dirty slats on the windows blinds. The quick moving hoards of cock roaches skittering across the thread bare carpet. Sitting up I realized what had happened last night. There were bruises and ugly raised welts all over my aching body. My tits were in terrible pain with dried blood caked around my raw nipples. Sitting up on the bed I became dizzy and peered about looking for...
Now in the salad bowl of existence that is our multi-cultural, multi-racial, pantheist, pan-sexual world sometimes, it might appear that what divides us is greater than the sum of our shared humanity. So it is more important than ever that we can celebrate and, dare I say it, worship those most divine of creatures that transcend our petty divisions with the universality of their adorable essence. I am, of course, talking about wives. As a wife of no little standing and some experience, I can...
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