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One of the real joys of the holiday season is how the kink community comes together to celebrate Charlie and the Chocolate Factory One of the real joys of the holiday season is how the kink community comes together to celebrate.? It seems that everyone is allowed to let their hair down that much more, to party like pagans, and to lose him or herself to pure hedonistic pleasure.? This holiday season, the Houston kink community was coming together not only to celebrate in grand style, to...
“Honey! He’s doing it again. I can’t take much more.” “Did you remind him of what I told him last time?” “Yes. He said that you were a fucking wimp and wouldn’t do anything.” “Huh. Really? OK. I’ll go in with you in the morning and have a little come to Heysoos meeting with him.” “Don’t hurt him.” “Honey, Mr. James Robbie has to stop hitting on you. You are married and you’re not interested in him. Right?” “Right! I’ve stopped wearing some of my favorite outfits because he says they turn...
Chapter 1 When Arthur Olsen and his beautiful wife were killed in an auto crash, quite a few people were sad but nobody was surprised. Arthur could best be described as a 'bon vivant' who had shown great skill and fortune, building and expanding a margarine factory. He was a very wealthy man. His love for pretty women and fast cars was well known, so only a few were surprised that he was killed in a crash. A few days after the funeral his two sons were called to the family lawyer's office...
The Factory by Annabelle and Elaine Copyright © 2001/2017. Science fiction takes a scientific premise and goes somewhere with it outside of known fact. This story is what happens to a person who lets that principle blind him to other possibilities. Possibilities that could, and would, change his life, forever. This story started as an idea and first draft by Annabelle and with her blessing was rewritten and finished by Elaine. Chapter One: Research Carl Johnson looked...
Milking Factory. Chapter 1: Brother of President Crimson "Welcome, to my factory Davy, brother" said president Jacob Crimsonof the Louisiana Milking Factory to his brother "As you can see you treatour animals well." Davy seemed uneased seeing naked women with lactation devices attached totheir breasts. "In this factory, are the lights on continuously?" hesaid. "Yes, of course, according to regulations 45588//22 of 2025. We haveto, you see. The cows produce less milk when there's night." "I...
The chime of a doorbell informed Felix that his first applicant arrived. For some reason he felt a little nervous. 'I got through everything with Caravel City,' he told himself quietly, 'but this gives me the jitters? What's up with that?' Thinking back to the events of the past two months Felix was largely amazed that he wasn't caught, although there were certainly a couple close calls. Cat getting arrested, for one, didn't really help matters. Fortunately Felix was able to successfully...
FETISH FACTORY By: Shawna Summer [email protected] I'm not sure what possessed me to take this crazy job. I mean, I wasn't desperate. Certainly, not yet anyway! Sure I'd been trying to find journalistic work, but the best I could find was some freelance photography stuff. Although just taking pictures was fairly easy work for my skill level. Plus the nice camera my folks had gotten me for my birthday helped! Still the jobs really didn't pay much unless you were a major name or...
Welcome to the G Factory, Chapter 1 by Misty Drift Koji was a reporter for NHK, Japan's public broadcast network. He had been working on an underground sex trafficking story for about two years when he got word from one of his sources about a secret facility located in a deep forest down in Okinawa. It would cost him a bit out of pocket to travel there from his Tokyo office, but Koji didn't want to give up on any leads. Not yet. He had come too far and spent too much time and...
Chapter 1. Girl’s night out It was Friday night, and I was looking forward to seeing my friends tonight. It was our regular thing – six of us got together for pasta and wine at an inexpensive Italian place everyone liked. Ok – there are supposed to be six of us. On any given week, there usually were a couple that couldn’t make it, leaving the remaining four to catch up with each other and gossip about the others. Keeping the rumors under control is always a big incentive, so I tried to be...
I am a simple man with a few credentials in my life. But the most important one is that i was born on the right place, which put me on the right side . The one that won the war, a war that split the world into two groups. Those of us who still walk the earth free, and those who are slaves, with virtually no rights. After the war was over i got a job as a guard at the first human milk factory that was created, shortly after. The pay wasn't much, but it was an easy job and i had plenty of time...
I am a simple man with a few credentials in my life. But the most important one is that i was born on the right place, which put me on the right side . The one that won the war, a war that split the world into two groups. Those of us who still walk the earth free, and those who are slaves, with virtually no rights. After the war was over i got a job as a guard at the first human milk factory that was created, shortly after. The pay wasn't much, but it was an easy job and i had plenty of...
The new balloon factory on the out skirts of town is a strange place. First it is owned by Evan D. Light a recluse that no one has meet. In fact no one can say whether Evan is a man or a woman. Those who work in the factory only say its the greatest job in the world and look forward to work everyday. Loved ones of these works have noticed an increase in their sexual desires as well as a strong rubber fetish. Those who visit the factory get an odd sexual feeling from the place. Though this only...
FetishWelcome to this adventure, new reader. Here. A little bit of backstory: Sammy’s Sweets. To the town of Loker, it was a name synonymous with incredible treats and sweets that defied logic. Bubble gum that could actually lift the chewers up the bigger a bubble was blown. Ice cream that could be eaten frozen, not be messy if it was melted, and even get baked into a fluffy cake. Lollipops that changed the colors of the eater’s lips and tongue. They were practically miraculous. However…one day,...
FetishFeminization Factory By Jennifer White I grew up in a small town in the middle of the country, where you either took up farming, worked in the one and only local factory, or you left. I had no desire to work as hard as a farmer does, for so little money, but I couldn't afford college. So I ended up working at the plant, which still employed a few hundred people. TriCounty was a small local company, which had made quality clothes for three quarters of a century. There had been...
Journeying down the motorway on a cold November night was Steve Watson and his 15 year old son Tom Journeying down the motorway on a cold November night was Steve Watson and his 15 year old son Tom. They were driving in Steve?s Lexus saloon car at a moderate speed upon arrival at there destination. Tom was slouched in the front seat, smoking a cigarette whilst hanging his arm out the window, feeling the breeze as it sprayed past him. The air was cold yet satisfying. Tom knew today he was...
I stood outside the building near the curb as the silver Audi pulled up. I opened the door and squeezed into the confines of the little TT coupe, hearing Carol giggle as I struggled into my seat. "Buckle up, Big Guy," she warned as she sped away. "Did you enjoy your dinner with Ms. Reebeck on Friday night?""Very much," I laughed. "That's quite the condo she has.""Yes, it's a beautiful place," she agreed. "You will be spending a fair amount of time there, I suspect.""That's fine...
Group SexAll Jeff could think about was HOT, WET, GLISTENING, PUSSY as he walked the streets of his small town. Although he considered himself an average guy with an average sex drive. He absolutely had this thing for cunts. He would be perfectly content is SUCK, LICK, FINGER, and SMELL pussy 24 hours a day. His prick always gets hard just thinking about it. Being single and currently without a girlfriend this was very much a dilemma in his "average" life. Sometimes Jeff wondered why he...
The Doll Factory BY ADMIN ON MARCH 8, 2009 · 2 COMMENTS f***ed Mind Control Author: Mr. Pink Elizabeth woke not with a start but with a moan. Her head was aching as if a Sherman tank was parked inside her skull Where am I? she thought to herself . As if she was answering her own question her memories of last night returned. It was the last night before she left for her backpacking trip to Canada, there was no food in the empty flat so she was going to drive to the nearest Macdonald’s for...
The Doll FactoryBY ADMIN ON MARCH 8, 2009 · 2 COMMENTSforced Mind ControlAuthor: Mr. PinkElizabeth woke not with a start but with a moan. Her head was aching as if a Sherman tank was parked inside her skullWhere am I? she thought to herself .As if she was answering her own question her memories of last night returned.It was the last night before she left for her backpacking trip to Canada, there was no food in the empty flat so she was going to drive to the nearest Macdonald’s for dinner. As...
This is the first story I've written for Fictionmania. It probably won't turn you on. But then again, it might. Who knows? Okay, explanation time. I am transsexual. However I am also a transvestite of sorts, which apart from causing me the occasional head-fuck means that I enjoy reading FM. However, I do find myself quite bemused by a lot of the plot devices present in the stories here; most particularly those, which focus on the protagonist being turned into some item of...
Chocolate ChocolateBy Darqside Cheryl was what you?d call ?Strictly Business? and seldom ever wanted to deal with the likes of the Production aspects of Kay?s Confections, formerly a simple candy store now turned into a big corporation.? She always wore the same drab colored suits day in and day out; just so that people were reminded she had no intention of not being taken seriously. Cheryl?s job was supposed to involve Sales and Marketing, as well as to perform as acting Head of the...
Now. Prince Arrik peered out of the Palace tower window, his breath misting on the thin diamonds of window glass. As far as the eye could see, and he could see a long way over the flat terrain from this high up, the ground lay white in a thick layer of freshly-fallen snow. More thick soft white flakes gently floated down from a still leaden sky. His mother had forecast the snowstorm yesterday, so he shouldn’t have been surprised. The Queen was so wise and he had yet to learn such...
What do chocolate and hockey have to do with each other? A good question. They both have to do with sex. WHY CHOCOLATE IS BETTER THAN SEX 1) We don’t have to beg for chocolate. This proves nothing. We can get sex without begging. Ask Eve. Let’s just not get like Mrs. Marabel Morgan who wrote “Total Woman.” Wear Saran Wrap to greet your hubby after his hard day at the office. Imagine how sticky you’d feel plastered in plastic! We didn’t have to beg our brother who maybe wasn’t romantic...
There is no sex, it is a soppy romantic fairy story for adults wanting to warm the cockles of their heart. ***** Now Prince Arrik peered out of the Palace tower window, his breath misting the thin plate glass. As far as the eye could see, and he could see a long way over the flat terrain from this high up, the ground lay white in a thick layer of freshly-fallen snow. More thick soft white flakes gently floated down from a still leaden sky. His mother had forecast the snowstorm yesterday, so...
I was the first to arrive at the beautiful looking cottage I had booked on the Northumberland coast. It was near the village of Longhoughton not far from Alnwick and was perfect for the weekend we had planned. I backed the car up the drive and opened the door to have a look round. I had been assured it was luxurious and it certainly was, and immaculately clean. I went back to the car and unloaded my weekend bag and the speciality shopping. It took about fifteen minutes and everything was set so...
It was a delicate balance, the temperature and texture of the chocolate I was preparing to pour over his cock. It wasn’t really something I was prepared to get wrong, so I worked carefully, meticulously. Of course I had to test and taste it often, but one has to make sacrifices for true art. I gently warmed the thick cream in a double boiler with a stick of cinnamon, carefully avoiding bringing it to the boil. The chips of dark Lindt chocolate melting in the cream took on a warm gloss as they...
Straight SexBaby FactoryDarla jumped for joy at the positive test result. Right there in front of her was the delightful little â+â mark showing that she was finally carrying the little bundle of joy she had been trying for for several years.Bluntly put, Darla was a slut.A prostitute by profession, she humped as many guys as possible, as often as possible, and insisted on no condoms, ever. She had obsessed about pregnancy since going through puberty years before, but nothing ever seemed to work. Now, at...
Hi I am Roy again I am going to tell you a true story, we live in a flat and there are many flats in a building, there are many sexy aunties and beautiful girls and nice kamwalis around, I have fucked 3 girls, 6 aunties and 12 kamwalis out of them, I will tell you about them one by one so put your hand in your pants / skirls / Salwar / Ghaghra and relax and have a nice time reading my stories. This story is of my neighbour’s daughter (elder one), when we moved into our own flat, we had a...
That was the first time he got to watch Beth in her first bikini. As he looked around at some of the other girls, a couple of them had their tops fly off their tits because of the force of the wave, instantly causing him to stare with obvious excitement. But, being the pervert that he was learning to be, he elected to experiment and he had Beth stand just right, and the same thing happened to her....
Gabriella winced as she tried to cross the street. There was a light at the center of Westport Road and Pennsylvania, but the sidewalks were full of young women of all sizes in all manner of dress. The young men driving by never seemed to keep their eyes on the road; and certainly not on the one light above the intersection. She had gone back to her car to get some more boxes of chocolate. She had run out earlier than she was used to. She had a small shop she had inherited from her parents...
Hey peeps, Rahul here to welcome you back to my stories. I hope you all enjoyed reading the most recent story. I invite you to read as well. Thank you so much for your love and support. I have a sincere request for everyone before I begin the story. Please stop requesting the females’ contact information or private information about them. Many messages recently have asked me to set up with available girls. Let’s begin the story without further ado. This story is about a reader and me having a...
As mentioned, Lisa’s mother dropped her off and you could tell by the look on her face, she was still upset. Uncle Mike opened the door and let the very attractive girl enter his house, still talking to his sister-in-law through the screen door, obviously still agitated. As she passed him, he noticed her long blonde hair, was gathered in a decorative scrunchie and she was dressed in a short skirt with a sheer blue blouse that showed off a matching sports bra she had worn underneath. . . as...
‘MMM, that was delicious’, I said, as she hangs our coats and I flip on a few lights in the house. ‘I love sushi’, she exhales, as if reminiscing a childhood pet. It’s the time of night for some of the more routine things in our relationship like feeding the fish, clearing any scattered dishes, loading them in the washer and closing the various drapes. I notice the box of Godiva chocolate resting on top of the wine rack and grab it before flipping off the light and heading the bedroom. ‘I...
I can’t stop myself. I admit it. I love chocolate and I want it, all the time. That’s how I wound up at the truffle shop, even after a great dinner at one of the top restaurants in town. And that’s where I met him. It started out simply. I was staring at the truffles, trying to decide which one, or ones, I wanted. Not easy, because I wanted them all. ‘They all look so good, don’t they?’ a man’s voice said. I looked up and saw a pleasant smile lighting up a boyish male face. He wasn’t young,...
© Feb 2003 Write a story about chocolate he said - 'Gee thanks Ray!' I looked at the email he'd written and thought again to myself 'Jeez - I don't do chocolate - how the blazes do I write a story about it? Hell! I know we writers are supposed to have dirty minds and all that jazz but chocolate - c'mon fella!' And I put it to the back of my mind. Except it wouldn't go away. I kept thinking back to 'The Experiment'. That was chocolate. That was sex. Boy was that sex - oh yes...
He walked into the room… an air about him struck her immediately. He was unlike any of the other Masters ~ quiet, observing all that was going on in the room. She whispered to one of her sisters ‘who is that handsome Master that just entered?’ Her friend whispered that he was an occasional visitor there… every time, he did the same thing ~ sits on a chair, looks around the room, keeps his comments to himself, almost expecting to find something that sparks his interest, and if nothing does, he...
Chocolate, I thought as I headed home on my bicycle. I was craving chocolate, something that wasn’t uncommon. Usually, it was the only thing I was craving, but there was something else now too. An orgasm.I was a virgin, but I’d learned the pleasures of masturbation long ago. With my eighteen years, I’ve had experience with orgasms for.. two years. That would be about right. At times I pleased myself daily, or multiple times a day. Other times it was once a week.Now? It was definitely a day of...
MasturbationNaomi had only been working at the restaurant for a few weeks, but she had already felt like it might not work out. At twenty years old and a student at the local university, she only found the job to help finance her last year of school as an international business major. It’s not as if Naomi didn’t like her job; the customers were nice and tipped well and she received good shifts to work. Also, the staff and her co-workers were friendly to work with as well, maybe except one. Chef and owner...
InterracialFifteen minutes. My bedside clock counts down faster than I want it to. Was it too late to cancel? Probably. You want this, I tell myself. No, you need this. I pull up my black stocking tights. I clip my ruby red hair behind my head, and look in the mirror. My eye catches on the photo from last summer. Seth and I smile at the camera, my head trying to duck out, camera-shy. Strange to believe it was only a year ago. Was this too soon? My heart gave a lurch. I lingered over the choice between my...
ReluctanceWe have a date set at a bar to meet but the bartender hands me a note. "Meet me at the hotel room 217." Here I am a little bummed that I didn't get to watch you walk into the bar but still excited about finally seeing you. I pay the tab and when I get to the car there is a note under the wind shield wiper. "Do what the fuck you are told. Nothing more and nothing less."The drive was pretty short and I walk up to the door which is slightly ajar. Another note taped to the door reads "You sure have...
My little sister Gina is addicted to chocolate. She isn't fat or anything. In fact, she's skinny and really athletic for a nine year old. But she loves chocolate. Me, I'm addicted to something else: pussy. I can't remember a time when I wasn't playing with mine, or trying to get other girls to let me play with theirs. I love the smell and the taste. Gina has never let me play with hers -- ever. Not that I haven't tried. I play with my own pussy at least once a day. Gina sees me, I mean,...
Her name was Meshawn. She was about the cutest thing I'd ever seen at my old job, and lusted after her for quite some time. Every guy there did, understandably. 5' 3" with medium-brown skin, shoulder-length curly hair, nicely padded figure, beaming smile and very amiable and pleasant to talk to. I'd seen some honeys in High School, at College, working different jobs afterwards of the African-American persuasion. Not like this one, she was sweet as could be and had a "casual" attitude that made...
Hello guys… My name is Kunal and I am from Mumbai. Basically I m working in corporate sector but I m an expert at giving hot oil, chocolate, fruit, ice cream and nuru massage. So if any lady wants my service can message me at Com Now coming back to story, I have posted my ad on different social networking sites and I waited for sometimes. There I found one lady who told she is looking for massage but she is very shy and fearful. So initially we had long chat on what’s app. She is 38 years old...
Hi mera naam Luvesh hai main Gujarat k eek naami shehar main rehta hu (main city nahi batanna chahta ) meri umar 23 saal hai naya naya graduate hua hu. Filhaal jobless hu mere father aur mere chacha sath main ek business main hai meri bua ke ladke ki dusri marriage ki liye jo spain main rehta hai,mere cousin bhaiya Ramesh jinki age 36 years hai unki first biwi ko koi bimari nai thi leking achanak ek din unki death ho gayi. Aur uske liye meri bua ne papa aur chacha ko rishte ke liye kaha tha...
Charlie and the Chocolate Shoppe Author's Note: I started with an idea that would have been a sequel to Companion but decided I liked that story ending the way it did and that people could decide how that story went on for themselves. But I had decided I liked the title I came up with, so with a twist to my original idea, here is a new story. Angela was carefully placing more chocolate covered strawberries in the display case, making sure they all looked perfect to any customer...
Glyn was blond, blue-eyed, handsome, well-built, and the perfect bottom. In any club or bar Glyn always got who Glyn wanted and once he had made his pick, all the other queens could squabble for the leftovers. At the age of twenty-three, he was in the prime of his life. Fortunately, he wasn’t too arrogant; a trait that would have made his already good looks totally intolerable. Glyn, nevertheless, loved having the upper hand. Remarkably, that was to change one evening when Glyn became totally...
Gay MaleI got home from work that evening completely bushed. It had been one of those days – nothing goes right for you and you just feel like hitting the nearest person to you (know the feeling?). I stripped off my work clothes and put on a comfortable pair of shorts and went into the kitchen to cook something for dinner. I had a nice salad and watched some TV. As it happens, nothing was really on, so I ended up watching some of that film, 9 1/2 weeks with Mickey Rourke and Kim Basinger...
Jeanine said, "One of us needs to go to the store." This statement, uttered in bed, generally indicated some sort of feminine hygiene emergency, and the one who 'needs to go to the store' is generally me. It is a law of nature that the gender which does not use or need a product, or is most likely embarrassed by its purchase (I am long over that, at least), is the gender which must buy it. "What do you need?" It wouldn't embarrass me. I'd get her to be specific; plugs or pads, regular...
Hi guys!! This is shankar again from Chennai. Thanks for your comments. Guys please don’t ask for girls details. They are just sharing their feelings. I won’t share anyone’s personal details. Don’t mistake me!!Thanks for iss viewers for giving 5 star rating to the previous story. This is a continuous of the previous story. Post your comments on If you wanna know how to start such a relationship with your family members. Mail me I will help you to open the love door between you and your...
IncestMarvella James owns and operates a cupcake bakery/shop in Tampa called Cupcake Cravings. There, she makes cupcakes in several different flavors. Not only that, she also caters for parties and social gatherings too. She recently made cupcakes for a breast cancer awareness benefit last October, which was a success. As she started baking cupcakes at the shop, Marvella got a call from Mrs. Tiffany Gaston, president of the Tampa Junior League. Mrs. Gaston was planning a social gathering to benefit...
I suppose it really started two years ago when I was working for a small community newspaper in Colorado. It was the holiday season and, as in a lot of places, when the holiday season arrived the offices take on a gay, festive air. Banners and posters appear, Christmas cards get pinned up on cork memo boards and desks suddenly sprout scented candles and candy dishes. It was a candy dish that did it, a candy dish and Dove dark chocolate individually wrapped squares. +++++ I love the ladies....
Warm and wet greetings to all of you. This is my first story. For privacy reasons, all the female names are fictional. This is the story about me and my two fuck buddies who are also bisexual. I met them at the fitness center I go to workout. The yoga hall was one floor below the gym and one day, I saw them making love in a vacant room near the hall. They offered me money to keep it a secret but I had other intentions. It will be a trueful boast if I say the women who have been rammed by my...
I suppose it really started two years ago when I was working for a small community newspaper in Colorado. It was the holiday season and, as in a lot of places, when the holiday season arrived the offices take on a gay, festive air. Banners and posters appear, Christmas cards get pinned up on cork memo boards and desks suddenly sprout scented candles and candy dishes. It was a candy dish that did it; a candy dish and Dove dark chocolate individually wrapped squares. I love the ladies. Can't...
Four young teens remained in the apartment with one very lucky young man. Jason sat in the middle of the sofa that was quickly becoming his favorite. He patted one knee and Amira quickly seated herself and gave him a quick kiss. Jason patted the other knee and Barika slinked over, leaned in to kiss him, sat, and wiggled her butt. Jason put his arms around the pair and squeezed. He looked to Calypso and Neli and teased, “So after your showers, what are the plans for the evening?” He snickered...
There was this girl. She was young. She was pretty. She worked at the chocolate shop. I am not a scrooge, honest. I have come to not so much as hate Christmas as to just be annoyed with the whole holiday build up. The shopping especially annoys me. Because of classes, I really haven't opportunity to shop at that time of year and haven't the organizational skills to do it through the rest of the year. I usually do all right, but only barely all right, by getting gifts for my parents and...
I don’t know for certain how old I was when I first became aware of the special perception that women have of males’ reactions to themselves. Call it a type of radar if you will. I’m not saying all women have it. But a woman who is deficient in this awareness is simply not worth knowing. If I am walking down the street and notice a woman with a beautiful ass ahead of me– even twenty yards ahead – and begin to admire her, she will be aware that someone behind her is looking appreciative at her....
I rose up and peeked at the door. "I think she might be getting into the bathtub now, and I know our parents aren't home."I slowly got up off the bed and strolled to my door. "And there is the water. Her naked black body is getting into some hot water right now. I haven't actually seen it since that day, but maybe I'll convince her to let me see it again," I explained before I paused for a moment. "Royce, you've set temptation into place," I mentioned before I lay back down on my bed. "How can...
InterracialVanilla and Chocolate Swirl.So here I am pushing my grocery basket doing my weekly grocery shopping. This is my routine that I do every Thursday for I don’t know how many years. I am a 59 year old white male who has never been married. Not that I can’t get a woman I just decided a long time ago I like being to myself and having my freedom. Financially I am doing good which does open the doors to a lot of dating opportunities. Just never found the right woman who will make me give up my single...