Jafar and the Djinn
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Mark Jones didn’t believe in vampires. He also didn’t believe in leprechauns, ghosts, werewolves, aliens, Santa Claus, or anything of the supernatural. So he certainly didn’t believe in genies or djinns popping out of bottles like you saw on reruns of old TV shows. When he found the old lamp buried in the sand of the local beach one morning as he was working it with his metal detector, he put it in his backpack without giving it a second thought. Later that afternoon he dumped his backpack out...
SupernaturalSailor Moon - The Rise of the Demons By: Night Creeper and SethiteDisclaimer: All of the Naoko Takeuchi characters are owned and created by Naoko Takeuchi. And even though I have tampered with some of the storylines and backgrounds established by Naoko Takeuchi, they are still owned by Naoko Takeuchi. Any resemblances to actual people are coincidental and unintentional. And remember, this story is used for entertainment and not profit. If it is illegal for you to read something that only ADULTS...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-FiAuthor: slaveboyusa Please send comments to: [email protected] Date: 9/19/2009 Title: Sailor Moon v. Wonder Woman Wonder Woman choose to fly her invisible jet to Japan. She was more than a woman, she was an amazon and she deserved better than to sit in a crowded plan next to a fat man and a crying kid. Peanuts and a soda? No thank you. Wonder Woman would enjoy the abundant leg room of her private jet and land it in a semi-secluded air strip in Japan. She was on her way to visit the...
Disclaimer: I do not own "Sailor Moon" and characters from it. It belongs to Naoko Takeuchi and Kodansha. I don't make a money on this fanfiction Warning: story contains forniphilia (turning humans into objects). If you don't like it, stop reading now, for your own good.You can read more of my Sailor Moon stories at Ade's Cave and Adult.fanfiction.net under the nickname Daughter of Satan.Sailor Jupiter - Rise and ShineEverything was returning to her, but very slowly. She could...
Once upon a time, in a far off land, there was a beautiful flame-haired princess who lived by the sea. Although she was fiercely intelligent and challenging and had the most wonderful smile and eyes that lit up every room she entered, and put a beautiful song into the heart of everyone who spoke to her, she was sad inside. She could remember the happy person she could be, but she didn’t know how to find her any more. She remembered what she did when she was happy, and so she repeated those...
The Magical Sailor Fuku Copyrighted 2000 by Champina Please ask permission before posting to any site=) Eric nearly tripped over the large package waiting in the doorway. He had been daydreaming again and hadn't noticed it until it was almost too late. As usual he had been daydreaming about anime and manga. Dreaming what it would be like to fight like Goku, Ryu or even Chun Li. Eric was even willing to cross the gender boundaries in his day dreams. Some of his fantasy...
Towards the beginning of the year 1838, two young men belonging to the first society of Paris, the Vicomte Albert de Morcerf and the Baron Franz d'Epinay, were at Florence. They had agreed to see the Carnival at Rome that year, and that Franz, who for the last three or four years had inhabited Italy, should act as cicerone to Albert. As it is no inconsiderable affair to spend the Carnival at Rome, especially when you have no great desire to sleep on the Piazza del Popolo, or the Campo...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
“Stand over here by this park bench. I have to go across Decatur Avenue onto the dock and meet him. It will be rough. He was quite crude and demanding in our e-mail exchanges. He’s been at sea for months. But it’s a lot of money—for both of us. And good experience for you when we do this again. It’s OK with you, isn’t it, Harry?” I looked up into Jake’s face. “Yes, it’s OK,” I said. And it was OK. I’d give Jake anything he wanted as long as he liked me and was good to me. I hadn’t had an older...
Introduction: Another sexy RP with a friend who asked that her username by changed to Gee. As usual, I will be playing Guest_DevilHorns95. The story behind this one is a sailor (Gee) was reported to me for having uniform violations and is known for being insubordinate to commanding officers. So I will have to punish her for that…Enjoy Guest_DevilHorns95: go put you're uniform on sailor.Gee: Make me.Guest_DevilHorns95: that's an order sailor -he orders, his voice loud and stern-Gee: Fine. -She...
There is a refrain from a song that keeps playing over and over in my head. I don't even remember for sure where it came from. I think it was something from the Kingston Trio back in the mid to late Sixties although I wouldn't bet on it. It goes: "What to do with a drunken sailor, what to do with a drunken sailor, what to do with a drunken sailor early in the morning." What planted the refrain in my mind? As some one once said — "Therein lies the tale." Kate and I have been married a...
Some may call it a battle. But really, it wasn’t a battle at all. In the battle you have two (or more) sites fighting each other. But this was something totally different. You could call it a hunt, perhaps. And Sailor Scouts would call it their worst nightmare. Moments before they were fighting another demon that invaded Tokyo. Their everyday work, nothing unusual. But during that fight something strange happened. Thick mist covered whole area. Sailor Scouts were sure it’s demon’s work. Moments...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Mark Jones didn’t believe in vampires. He also didn’t believe in leprechauns, ghosts, werewolves, aliens, Santa Claus, or anything of the supernatural. So he certainly didn’t believe in genies or djinns popping out of bottles like you saw on reruns of old TV shows. When he found the old lamp buried in the sand of the local beach one morning as he was working it with his metal detector, he put it in his backpack without giving it a second thought. Later that afternoon he dumped his backpack out...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
“Jerry, Winter Harbour, Thursday night, Be there! - Brandy” _______________________________________________________________________________________________ I must have read that note thirty times before the message sank into my head. Brandy had left without so much as a “Good-bye”. Even just a hint of why she’d sailed out of the cove so early in the morning would have made me feel better. Winter Harbour. Shit, how I hated that place. With the draft of my 32-foot sloop, the only...
Moonlight reflected in smiling ripples that formed a silver pathway stretching to the horizon. The night turned her telescope around on me, belittled me, shrank me into inconsequentiality. Out here, on an endless ocean beneath an infinite sky, I was no longer an I, was not even a dot on an i. I was nothing. No matter how hard I tried, I was still nothing. And yet, somehow, I could be anything. The vastness freed me, liberated me. My young heart pounded with the primal thrill of it. My...
Straight Sex"Jerry, Winter Harbour, Thursday night. Be there! Brandy" I must have read that note thirty times before the message sank into my head. Brandy had left without so much as a "Good-bye". Even just a hint of why she'd sailed out of the cove so early in the morning would have made me feel better. Winter Harbour. Shit, how I hated that place. With the draft of my 32-foot sloop, the only way that I could safely enter or leave that harbour was at high tide, just as it turned. At any other...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
When Wanda and I planned an afternoon at the beach to do nothing more than relax and polish our tans, she had a memorable experience. The memory of that experience is also so vivid in my mind that I will be able to recount it for you. Wanda had chosen to wear a daring thong bikini that covered only a tiny fraction of her voluptuous body. As we made our way across the soft, hot sand, heads swiveled in our direction as lecherous men and envious women ogled Wanda's statuesque body. Even before...
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...
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 story a fictional account of something that happened to me. It is the way I have always wished the story went. I had been stationed aboard the USS Eversail a year and a half when Jerry reported aboard. I worked in engineering and he was a Quartermaster. I had seen him around the ship a few times and thought he was too girly for me. Then one night on the mess deck eating dinner alone, he slipped into the booth facing me. "Hi, my name is Jerry". He sounded so affeminate as he spoke. My...
My first time was totally unplanned, and I didn't even know the guy before we met that night. I had dropped my mom off at the airport, and while we were waiting before she went through security, I noticed a sailor wearing dress blues who had just come through the security gate and was on his way to pick up his bags. We made eye contact and he smiled at me, a big grin that made me melt inside. After saying good bye to my mom, I turned to walk away when he came up to me and started a...
First TimeAuthor's Note: The final chapter. This series ended up being short. I like it that way. Sailor Girl by Hazel M Deirdre stared at her reflection in the dresser mirror. There were still some traces of Derek, but they were barely noticeable. It was three days since Cathy had blackmailed her. She figured, if she was going to be girl, she might as well enjoy herself. She had taken some time off to make a few changes. The woman in the mirror was slightly more voluptuous than two days...
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...
IncestAfter all the discussions and bedtime talk it was time for me to push things a little further to actually happening. An American navy fleet came to town from the Middle East unleashing some 5,000 sailors onto the city. I suggested Monica should have a girls night out.After all the bed time talk and confessing of my fantasy to see the woman I loved with other men and Monica somewhat taking an interest, or should I say more than an interest, in the possibly of getting it together with a man other...
After all the bed time talk and confessing of my fantasy to see the woman I loved with other men and Nicolette somewhat taking an interest, or should I say more than an interest, in the possibly of getting it together with a man other than her husband. The American navy fleet was to spend a few days of R&R in our city on their way back to the States. I suggested to Nicolette that perhaps her and her best friend at the time should perhaps hit the town together. Now I’m certainly sure...
Sant 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...
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...
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...
© Copyright 2004 I tell you, it was far worse than my other two hangovers. While my right hand fumbled the light switch, my left kept my head on. I used it to turn my face to the mirror. I winked a leaden eyelid at the same exquisite face now before you. I had more trouble than usual getting out the words, "Morning, handsome," because of the five pound sweater on my tongue. I tried to lower my boxers, but for some reason I wasn't wearing them. I glanced around, slowly so as to...
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...
Weekend With 12 Sailors By JenniferThe weekend after Sally and I returned from Camp Shady Oaks our husbands, Bill and Dan, had planned something very special for Sally and me. We had shown our husbands the candid photos of what took place at camp, and Dan and I agreed that there were some pretty hot shots. Everyone had to work on Saturday during the day. , so Dan and I walked down to Bill's and Sally's house at 5:00 PM. When Dan said that he was wearing a sportcoat, slacks and a sport shirt,...
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...
I was down to the dock early as the ship which had been to sea for almost ten months was just coming in for two weeks. I wanted a horny sailor bad. I could just imagine how they were being without sex for all those months. I wanted him for the whole two weeks to keep naked and play kinky.I had dressed like I was ready to be picked up. No bra, a flimsy silk top and short skirt wih no panties. I watched as the sailors got on the dock. I was looking for the one who had no one there to pick him up....
World War II - Year 1942 A Summer Evening... now so far away in my distant memory I can barely recall. Mostly... , I remember the closeness and the warm intimate feeling between the two of us as my youngest Aunt—Aunt Jeannie and I slowly meandered along the gravel road late that memorable summer evening so long ago. After a short walk, we came to Porter's Lane, which angled off toward a beautiful wooded area. Strolling a short distance down the Lane we came to the old makeshift bridge that...
Tabletop Funniest Games: Cursed Thieves By La Bruja Mutante After a few seconds more than it should, the intro finished and the music started fading away. A smiling face appeared in front of the fixed camera, looking directly to it. Behind it, a happy bearded face, framed by messy brown hair welcomed the viewer. "Hi there, TFPlayers!" said the smile. "Welcome once again to our video channel! Where we unbox, play, review and vivisect the tabletop games no one dares to! I'm your...
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...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
So there I was. Detention. As usual. Girls like me ended up there a lot. I'm your stereotypical punk rock fuck up, a troublemaker. And so at 3:38, as usually, I was in room 204, Detention. I sat there looking down at homework, pretending I was doing it. Just then, Heather Sanchez, the feisty Hispanic homecoming queen came waltzing through the door. She took a seat down next to me, and I gave her a shocked look. I mean, who'd imagine that the perfect teenage girl would end up next to me? There...
LesbianA very heart-felt Thank You to Erik Thread. His help, suggestions, and corrections, make my story a better read for you. This story doesn’t have a hot sex scene, so if that’s what you are looking for, please read elsewhere, then come back at another time to enjoy this short tale. * The sun, low in the western sky, reflected off the windshield of a car in the parking lot. The glare momentarily showed a bright light inside the darkened bar when the door was opened. He didn’t need to turn...
I hate people. No, that’s not entirely true. I don’t hate people, per se. What I hate is the little games they play. You know the ones I mean. The ones where it’s, “You scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours. You scratch first”. Then when it’s your turn to get scratched, they’re gone in a flash. This seems to be a realm well-populated by women. Not all women. Just the ones that I attract. Or maybe it’s the ones that are attracted to me? Whatever. It all boils down to the same thing. I...
My first time was totally unplanned, and I didn’t even know the guy before we met that night. I had dropped my mom off at the airport, and while we were waiting before she went through security, I noticed a sailor wearing dress blues who had just come through the security gate and was on his way to pick up his bags. We made eye contact and he smiled at me, a big grin that made me melt inside. After saying good bye to my mom, I turned to walk away when he came up to me and started a...
Amy 31: Magical Sailor Girl Amy Copyright 2015 by Amy Komori 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) 2015 Amy Komori. All rights reserved. Chapter One: Silicon Valley Boys Are Lonely I was feeling pretty awesome. Even more awesome than the weather, because we'd had a cold, rainy Christmas and New Year's, followed by this bizarre warm spell that led to...
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This is not a fictional story, but is what happened to me when I was 17 and just joined the navy. After six weeks basic training we were allowed to leave the base and go as far as the local village down by a river in Devon. There were a few bars and a tiny nightclub. Most of the locals (especially the girls) are suspicious of matelots (navy boys) for obvious and correct reasons. So at the end of an unsuccessful night trying to get laid I left the club around 2am drunk and sexually...
Gay MaleDecember 5, 1991, Chicago, Illinois “Why the family meeting, Jen?” I asked as all of the adults were gathered in the great room on Thursday evening. “We’re going to need to find some new babysitters.” “Uh-oh,” Elyse said. “What happened?” Josie laughed, “No, nothing like that. Nothing bad. April is getting married. It seems she found herself in the family way!” “Oops,” I chuckled. “Is this her steady boyfriend?” “Donny? Yes. She’s due sometime in late April or early May. But you haven’t...
(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...
Nandhini Chechi fed me her excess breast milk and surrendered her pussy to my 8” cock.Dear friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on [email protected] The incident happened when I was 18...