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I am Michael, in my late twenties, 72 inches tall, 168 pounds, a toned, fit body and genetically lucky to possess a large, thick cock - ten inches when erect. I live in Sydney, Australia and used to moonlight as a gigolo or male escort. That was before Ada asked me to work for her ‘exclusive agency’. “We have a wide ranging client list, males and females, and lots of constant work,” she told me as she auditioned me. “And we provide for some very kinky people with lots of sexual...
1Storm of the Century By The TechnicianFantasy, BDSM, Transgender?, Flogging, Female-Female, Forced Orgasm, Wiccan Magic = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Strange things happen when the storm of the century approaches the Irish coast. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons...
Everyone has their fetishes right? Mine's not that weird really; not compared to what I see on the internet... I don't think so anyway. There's just something about storms that get to me. Everything from that wind whipping through the trees to the deafening crash of thunder gets me charged up. It makes my whole body hungry. It awakens a b**st sleeping within me. I'd never thought consciously about it really. It was just a feeling, an energy that the anticipation of the next crash of thunder...
The storm hit with a ferociousness none had expected, the wind whipping trees and tearing off loose shingles on the houses around them. Teri stood outside, one hand holding down her flying skirt, the other shading her eyes from the slashing rain. The noise was deafening, hurting the eighteen year old girl's ears even as she strained to hear over it. She was listening for the sound of a car engine, her mother's, who had gone into town shopping earlier, before the storm had started. The rain...
The delicate metallic sound of chimes awakens you from your sleep. A cool, sporadic breeze causes the sheer d****s over the doors to the balcony to bellow gracefully into the darkened room. The two walls of open glass doors to the 15th floor wrap around balcony allow a panoramic view over the Gulf of Mexico. The entire end corner of the room is briefly illuminated electric-blue by lightening. Shortly thereafter thunder rumbles in the distance. A storm is gathering off-shore. Sliding out...
Storm By R. Johnston Chapter 1: The Arrival The unmarried Kennedy sisters' small farm was on a quiet stretch of the coast just about a mile from the sea. Jane in her early forties and Maggie younger by a few years, managed to make a living from their small dairy herd and a flock of free range hens. The farmhouse was a two storied solid building surrounded by elm trees planted half a century ago to protect it from the prevailing north wind. It could not be seen from the main...
Nick stood on the back porch and looked up at the darkening sky. It was strange the way the sky was moving. It was as if a dark green blanket were being d****d over the Earth by unseen hands. Nick felt his arms prickle with goose bumps as a cool breeze wafted over him.Thunder roared in the distance and Nick could see shards of lightning touching down in his neighbor's yards down the road."Nick? Does it look bad?" Nick's beautiful wife Lauren was in the living room looking out the sliding glass...
The air conditioner had kept the air temperature in my bedroom at a comfortable 72 degrees. But Lisa and I had both generated quite a bit of body heat while she gave me a masterful blowjob and I feasted on her boobs with my mouth while at the same time twiddling her twat with my fingers and pleasuring her clit with my thumb, until both of us enjoyed stupendous orgasms. Lust and sexual activities both generate heat… Some mentally, and some physically. Both Lisa and I had at least temporarily...
Mature“It’s coming! Hurry up, fuck, hurry the fuck up!”He is yelling at me, pushing heavy curtains that cover the glass wall of the living room to the sides, howling like a wild dog. A giant storm is coming, the sky has turned black and the lights above the kitchen desk are flickering. The air smells of rain and electricity, and it makes me shiver. He makes me shiver, too.It’s wakened up in him again, this element, this force. Oh my God, what’s going to happen this time? It excites him so much he...
OutdoorIt’s been hovering in the 90s all week and while there has been some sunbathing, we have both stuck to the somewhat coolness and shade of indoors. Today the heat broke a bit and looking out over the ocean we could see dark storm clouds. We clapped our hands and looked forward to seeing the storm wash across our little bit of beach.Now, as the sun sets behind us, the clouds roll closer and closer. I pull you up from the chair you have been curled in, reading. I take your book and set it down,...
AnalStorm Bound TwinsThe winter season in Seattle, Washington has a cold and wet climate that is ripe for storms and constantly suffers from power outages.Hannah, who is 24 and living with her twin sister Samantha, was looking out the living room window to the blackened sky and saw a flash of lightning and quickly went to where her sister was currently sitting and shivered as another bolt of lightning flashed from outside.Samantha looked at her sister and shook her head, "You know you really should...
Morgan Page coasted up to the little cabin on fumes, consciously kicking herself for not filling up the truck at that little convenience store in town. When would she ever learn? Reaching over into the back seat she grabbed her coat and hoped like hell the temperature wasn’t as low as her truck thermometer had said before she lost power. Nine degrees was just too cold and the wind had to bring the temps down to way below zero as it howled through the trees. Grabbing her phone, she looked to...
In April of 2011 several areas of my state were devastated by tornados which seem to have become more prevalent here in the past few years. I began to think about my own safety if one of those twisters hit the area I live in, so I went on the internet and searched for information about storm shelters. After a great deal of searching (you know how that goes) I found a contractor in my area who specializes in installing underground storm shelters. I contacted him and he came to my home and...
In April of 2011 several areas of my state were devastated by tornados which seem to have become more prevalent here in the past few years. I began to think about my own safety if one of those twisters hit the area I live in, so I went on the internet and searched for information about storm shelters. After a great deal of searching (you know how that goes) I found a contractor in my area who specializes in installing underground storm shelters. I contacted him and he came to my home and...
MatureSo, in case any of you live under a rock or in say Indonesia you probably know that the Midwest got some pretty serious storms and shit last weekend. Here's the story of how I lost power but gained a fuck buddy. HahahahahaHead Down. Follow Through. Wrists back and forward. Bend knees slightly. I look one last time down range and swing. I hear a barely audible crack and know I hit a good shot. Sure enough, I look up and find my ball falling ever so slowly toward the 100 yard marker. It flies...
A few days after the installation of my storm shelter had been completed one of those isolated summer thunderstorms came along with its torrential rain, thunder, and lightning, just before full darkness descended. I was enjoying my second SM&BW (that’s sour mash and branch water for those who don’t know) highball when the phone rang. When I answered the divorced Thai lady next door, Lisa, asked if she could run over and stay in my storm shelter with me. I said, “Lisa, this isn’t a severe...
"What do you want me to wear?" Her text message reads."High heels and that silver heart necklace," I shoot back. Quickly I send another message, "And nothing else." If I had been in the mood I might have let a smirk cross my lips, but this wasn't the time for that. I was filled with that undeniable authority that came from knowing exactly what I wanted at exactly the time I wanted it. This wasn't some random act of ignorance. Every move has a purpose. Control of myself meant control of...
SeductionA few days after the installation of my storm shelter had been completed one of those isolated summer thunderstorms came along with its torrential rain, thunder, and lightning, just before full darkness descended. I was enjoying my second SM&BW (that’s sour mash and branch water for those who don’t know) highball when the phone rang. When I answered the divorced Thai lady next door, Lisa, asked if she could run over and stay in my storm shelter with me. I said, “Lisa, this isn’t a severe...
MatureAbout two months ago, Phil Peterson completed an online survey for the hell of it. A few weeks later, he got a call and was informed that he had won a free trip to a Cancun resort for a family of four. Since it was just him and his son, Nathan, he invited his business partner and friend Jack, and his daughter Missy, to accompany him. Jack likewise wasn’t currently married, so it made sense for the four of them to go together.The four woke up before the sun was even up to fly to Mexico for a...
OutdoorI had read of things like this but never dreamed it would happen to me. I knew before I stepped through the bedroom door, the sight only confirmed it. My Gerry, giving off the uncontrolled sounds so familiar to me as her hips thrust back at Mike, my so-called best friend in the world. Naked in our bed. Naked, the smell of their sex filled the room tearing at my heart. Eight long years of marriage, down the tubes. I had thought we were happy, living the American dream. We had a nice home, a...
Prologue She was running down the street, fleeing for her life, the whistling man was behind her somewhere following her in the dark. She was running down an alley in the dark, she was completely lost and all she could see were a number of English style buildings on both sides of her. She came out of the alley and turned onto a sidewalk near a park, there was fog rolling in on the street ahead of her and a fence made of metal and rope lined the park to her side. The trees on the...
A bright flash and the boom of thunder that rattled the windows made me sit straight up in bed. The echo was rolling on and there was a tingle in the air. I ran my hands over my face and up over my scalp. My hair was standing on end. I could feel the static electricity. ‘Man, that had to be close!’ I said out loud. A glance at the clock across the room told me the power was off. No red numbers, no power. I sighed and rolled over to get up. I might as well. I was wide-awake. It was raining...
It’s been hovering in the 90s all week and while there has been some sunbathing, we have both stuck to the somewhat coolness and shade of indoors. Today the heat broke a bit and looking out over the ocean we could see dark storm clouds. We clapped our hands and looked forward to seeing the storm wash across our little bit of beach. Now, as the sun sets behind us, the clouds roll closer and closer. I pull you up from the chair you have been curled in, reading. I take your book and set it down,...
The rain is coming down hard and has been for quite a while. A shiver runs up and down his spine as the cold rain finally makes it through his weather resistant cloak and soaks into his clothing underneath. He stops his trudging through forest to look around him. He knows that if this storm continues and he does not find shelter he will likely not survive the cold night. A soft orange glow catches his eye in the distance off to his right. Suddenly a bolt of lightning lights up the area brighter...
FantasyMy father asked me to go and stay with in his elder brothers house as his brother is going out on a business work for a month. Here I have to mention about my aunt her name is Sheela. she has been married for just over Twenty-two years and now a proud mother of a daughter, now married and settled in her life, and two sons, who are studying abroad. There is a difference in their ages her husband is more than fifteen years older than her Her face is a little chubby, breasts full with a nice...
IncestThey were magnificent, she thought. Marie watched the two ponygirls literally rolling around in the grass. Luxuriating in the softness of it against their skin. She was a little surprised that they were still in their restraints, however."Do you ever let them out of those harnesses?" she asked Ray."Of course. They have to be cleaned, you know. The leather starts to smell if it isn't clean regularly and so will the ponies. I'll show you later."She couldn't take her eyes off them. They were so...
Rachel and I have always been close. Even though she is seven years my senior, we have always shared a mystical bond that defies words, a deep spiritual, mental and yes physical bond that transcends any one that ordinary people can comprehend.This bond had its beginnings in my c***dhood. Growing up, Rachel was more like a big sister to me rather than an aunt. When I was two, she would begin looking after me when mom and dad were away and as a result, I formed a tighter relationship with her...
The Warning Label By Ricky Warning: This warning may be hazardous to your health and sanity. It's canning season, and the kitchen is filled with several bushels of tomatoes in various stages of processing, from whole in bags through juice in buckets to glop on the floor. Just to be sure, I read the instructions on the canning jars, and found that, in an attempt to protect itself from lawsuits and to please some anonymous department regulating our safety, the list of...
Author’s Note: This is my seventh semi-annual ‘invitational.’ The initial one was based on the Statler Brother’s song, ‘This Bed of Rose’s.’ The most recent invitational included songs written or performed by Willie Nelson. The current effort consists of stories based on song titles that have a weather term in them, such as ‘Stormy Weather, ‘Foggy Mountain Top,’ ‘Dusty Skies’, ‘Heat Wave’, ‘Summertime Blues,’ and ‘Ballad of Thunder Road.’ For this story I’ve chosen, ‘Storms Never Last.’ This...
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This story has been submitted as part of the RAINY DAY STORY CHALLENGE set on the Author Hangout Discussion Forum. All criteria and build up can be viewed through this link: RAINY DAY STORY CHALLENGE THREAD * * * * * The lightning cracked across the darkening sky as the maelstrom approached. The smell of rain filled the evening air and drifted across our senses. Sitting on the hood of the car, Kim and I watched the storm get closer. With each boom, Kim’s brown eyes widened....
The two burly security guards nodded to the tall man in the hat and coat as he approached the entrance to “The Tea Parlour” with his arm around the narrow waist of a beautiful blonde who was blindfolded and secured at her wrists. They gawped at the glimpses of her wonderful breasts, belly and thighs she unwillingly flashed from the open lapels of her coat as she was led along. The guards did not look surprised at the sight. This was just another Saturday night at “The Tea Parlour”, a fetish...
BDSM“Oh Shailu! I didn’t push my hands inside her shilwar but I kept playing on the outside. My hand wandered between her thighs and I felt her legs open involuntarily. I slipped my hand inside her shilwar and caressed her naked cunt, my finger searching out the hole between her legs. she gasped as the tip of my finger found her slickly moist nether lips, And when I slowly inserted my finger into her pussy she involuntarily pushed up to meet it. she opened her legs wide, giving me the freedom to...
IncestThe storm started about twenty minutes after I'd left my sister in the cabin, the bloody phones were non existent, I deliberately hadn't brought my mobile and the engine had frigging well seized up on the truck. It had been meant as a quiet winter break for just the two of us to lick our wounds after my wife had fucked off with her husband. Our parents had left us a cabin up in the wilds after their death and this was going to be only the second time we'd ever used it, neither of us were...
The lightning cracked across the darkening sky as the maelstrom approached. The smell of rain filled the evening air and drifted across our senses. Sitting on the hood of the car, Kim and I watched the storm get closer. With each boom, Kim's brown eyes widened. "It's beautiful isn't it?" Turning to look back at the storm, I watched the rolling clouds as they fought for position. Like lovers in bed, the clouds tossed and tumbled over each other. Sheets thrown across the room, bodies...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen."Oh, Mr. Wankles! You just don't understand." The little fat fairy plonked herself down onto the dandelion pouffe, causing her skirt to fly up and reveal her rather substantial knickers."Ooo, purple lace today, Daisy," leered Mr. Wankles."Certainly is, young-fella-me-lad," she sighed."And what sort of a problem cannot be solved by purple lace knickers?" The gnome sat back in his cumbersome velour...
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This is one of my favorites I found somewhere on the net, enjoy you BBC sluts:I had been fantasizing about sucking a big black cock for a longtime. Looking at websites and pictures on the net, mesmerized by thesight of black cock. I finally couldn't take it any longer, I decidedI needed to try sucking one. I went on the web and found a sight thatlisted gloryholes in the area. I posted a note asking which ones werefrequented by black guys and if I would be able to find black cock.After a couple...
I had been fantasizing about sucking a big black cock for a longtime. Looking at websites and pictures on the net, mesmerized by thesight of black cock. I finally couldn't take it any longer, I decidedI needed to try sucking one. I went on the web and found a sight thatlisted gloryholes in the area. I posted a note asking which ones werefrequented by black guys and if I would be able to find black cock.After a couple of days, I received a response from a guy who pointedout two movie theatres in...
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Dark2014 DarkWanderer.net All Rights ReservedMore Stories By This Author | Printable VersionFive Warnings Written by Meatlocker / Jun15, 2004Five WARNINGSBy MeatlockerThis story is from a white husband's viewpoint. It is to be taken as a warning to other white men who are thinking of letting their ladies go black.First a little background, we've been married for 11 years, our sex life was good not great. We had tried other partners, all white men, but they seemed to not add to our sexual...
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InterracialAmong the usual bills and mailshot letters one envelope caught my attention. My name and address on the front side, handmade paper and instead of a sender just the words “Come and enjoy”. I sought for my paper knife. Tearing such an expensive envelope open would be an act of barbarism. Golden letters in fancy type read: “Are you looking for high class entertainment? Are you fed up with the impersonal and boring services of the run-of-the-mill night clubs? Mr. Martin B. is cordially invited to...
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