Twin Japanese Nieces Pt4
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The black stretch limousine bearing the plates of a U.S. senator eased around the traffic circle at the center of Temperance Hill. Sen. Helene Falkland picked up the limo’s intercom to buzz her chauffeur. ‘Use the bank president’s parking space,’ Helene said. ‘He’s expecting me.’ The chauffeur nodded, glancing in the rear view mirror. She was beautiful. The clean classic lines of a young Ingrid Bergman. The cool aloofness of a Greta Garbo. He turned off his thoughts. The parking space was...
WOW WHAT I DISCOVERED – PT3 I have been thinking I should do a character studY on each of these guys This guy’s name is Peter known as Pete Since Chris shared his story to the group, we have had others of the group tell their story after an intense session or to fill in time. The next guy is Pete. Pete’s cock is like a Boerewor sausage when deflated and 10-12 inches long when stiff and needs 2 hands to work it, and leaks precum like a dripping faucet Pete is 21 has been doing similar...
The House of Empress Toya pt4 Myself & Belle have been receiving special attention since our last meeting with our Mistress. Extra fruit, wine (not normally given to slaves), extra food portions we of course shared this with everyone else. Although I am a slave my life has improved, I no longer have to work many hours a day on the land in all weathers. I sleep comfortable, I eat very well, I am always clean even my finger nails, and so what if I do have to perform sexual favours for whom...
455 going in Pt4 A bout of what he now knows as vanilla sex, now ensued, it was hard and fast stuff from a lad who was fast learning the ropes. She climaxed, and immediately after he filled her in quantity. They lay together sated, then she said in a quiet voice, “I thought you might have wanted me up the backway having seen the film!” He grinned but said, “one thing at a time madam, I needed to empty my balls, as you taught me, then with a cool head I wanted to ask if you enjoyed it, and if I...
After the passing Pt4 He knew she would keep her word… she had told him to, “come to her room at eight,” knowing that by then she would be ready and have had chance of a shower and dressing appropriately. He, she knew would be champing at the bit, but she wanted this to be special for the lad, truth to tell she was looking forward to it herself. She chose her underclothing carefully added stockings rather than the hold ups or tights she usually wore and then came a cream suit that she favoured,...
412 Dave`s reassuring hand holding pt4 The next two weeks passed slowly, oh they had sex, Gaye and Dave, but it was with the memory of that last weekend as a stimulant, Dan had promised Gaye that he would up the stakes if she so wished, and the prospect of both watching and of having the delightful Mary again had Dave more than a little interested. Meanwhile he finished the painting, one of his best so far. It was on the Monday of the second week as it happened the day that the client for the...
306 padlocked nurse pt4On the Thursday, after work, having had a light snack, showered, and got changed, the couple set off, her dressed in the button fronted dress once more for ease of access. The lift was being worked on once again, fortunately it was looked on as a priority by this council. At the tattoo shop, there was no receptionist, Trevor himself answering the door to them at the first knock, and as they walked through the shop itself, he switched out the un-necessary lights as they...
228 CUCKOLD FARM PT4It was nearly a month before Lisa returned, it had been a sad month for her, attending the passing of her beloved Titch, the inevitable funeral, the breaking up of her once happy home, clearing all the debts, paperwork, memories and so on that come with the end of a marriage and a life. Amongst the things she kept were Titch’s van, not an old machine, it had been his pride and joy, and she packed into it her most precious possessions. Finally, the day came when she handed...
New Neighbor Makes Me Her Bitch Pt4 [/image] The text said, “NOW”. I knew what she wanted. It was 10:30 Saturday night. I had just showered after my workout. I wanted sleep. I put on shorts, pulled a shirt on over my head, stepped into sandals. I went out the back door. As I walked past the small door leading into the back of the garage, light suddenly flooded out of it. “Get in here. Now.” I obeyed. She shut the door behind me. In the middle of the floor was a lift. The type of...
A Chance Encounter With Friends Pt4[/Image]I would say that I went downstairs and attacked a serving wench and shot a gallon of cum down her throat, but the truth is, I took a shower and got a little “relief” from my session with Jane. I did chug about a gallon of what Don said was his “Secret Sex Water” out of the mini-refrigerator in the room but then tumbled into bed exhausted. Jet lag had hit me as had the morning and afternoon’s activities so I was soon sound asleep. The next thing that...
WOW WHAT I DISCOVERED – PT3I have been thinking I should do a character studY on each of these guys This guy's name is Peter known as PeteSince Chris shared his story to the group, we have had others of the group tell their story after an intense session or to fill in time.The next guy is Pete. Pete's cock is like a Boerewor sausage when deflated and 10-12 inches long when stiff and needs 2 hands to work it, and leaks precum like a dripping faucet Pete is 21 has been doing similar classes as...
The House of Empress Toya pt4 Myself & Belle have been receiving special attention since our last meeting with our Mistress. Extra fruit, wine (not normally given to slaves), extra food portions we of course shared this with everyone else. Although I am a slave my life has improved, I no longer have to work many hours a day on the land in all weathers. I sleep comfortable, I eat very well, I am always clean even my finger nails, and so...
SpankingThe first woman I ever found attractive was Catherine Zeta Jones and that crush has stood the test of time. Although I never copied it down in my journal, I remember watching The Haunting released 1999 in our exercise room. I sat on an exercise machine that felt like a piano bench cushion in the unfinished room. I watched the actress’s entrance up until this line:“So what about you? Husband, Boyfriend, Girlfriend?”Her last word was accompanied by a mischievous smile at the camera with her brown...
TrueJournal Entry: November 14, 2014Today I again asked my wife for sex and as usual she made up some lame excuse. It's going on two months now and my masturbating is becoming more regular. Journal Entry: November 19, 2014I may have had a bit of a break through. I complained about the lack of sex and she promised to be more attentive. I think this week end will be really good. Journal Entry: November 25, 2014Another week has passed and still nothing in the sex department. My wife's promises fell...
HumorChapter 5: The Journal Entries The jeep pulled up into the school parking lot, stopping just before it went over the curb onto the sidewalk. Shutting it off, Cal stepped out and hoisted his backpack up on his right shoulder and trudged along the sidewalk to the school building. School started at 7:15 AM sharp for him, and it quickly became a very tedious way of life. He never ate breakfast, mainly because his stomach couldn't really handle food at this ungodly hour in the...
Journal Entry: January 21, 2015Things seem to be getting a bit better in the sex department. I got home today and she was in the kitchen making dinner wearing a nice short sundress. I snuck up behind her and started kissing her neck. I then lifted the sundress up from behind and lowered her panties to the floor. Unzipping my pants, my hard-on sprung out. She didn't resist at all as I pressed my cock between her legs. As I manoeuvred my cock around trying to gain entrance, I could feel some...
Wife LoversMy name is Kelly and I’m eighteen. I’m wild and love to have fun. When my friends and I go out, we’d always drink and act crazy. I've had a lot of boyfriends and even girlfriends. I’m an attractive girl. I’m about five feet six inches tall. I’m about a hundred and ten pounds. I have green eyes. I have a 34 C cup. Guys have always been interested in my breasts. I've been sexually active since I was sixteen. I’m responsible and take birth control. I always would have my boyfriend’s wear...
Straight Sex(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)Tuesday July 7th 0800hrsDear Journal: I awoke still feeling relaxed with no sign of any aches or pains, as I stretched there was a knock on the door,“Come in!” I called the waiter pushed in a trolley with breakfasts on it, the reason I say breakfasts as there were three of everything on it....
(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)Page three:Sunday July 5th 0500hrs
20th July 2013 Human again, Jen has been telling me about Julien. I did not realise that they have been in almost daily contact. He was busy completing his research until just recently, now he has finished and he is looking for his next target. Jen is fairly sure that he will go for a doctorate. Jen will soon finish her Masters and she is talking about further specialising in European Law. Strangely enough, it is best studied at the Sorbonne. Julien is coming over in two days time....
I know when I had my first wet dream. That was when my journal transformed from occasional scribbles to compact cursive handwriting. The spine of the simple book broke from overuse. It is hard looking through the contents to find contents that are not erotic after that point. It began with the dreams. Strange dreams.11/14/---aI had a dream about sex this morning. A prisoner, I was supposed to be afraid of the “general” who would kill me if I didn’t do something. Instead I found myself enjoying...
TrueThis is my entry into the Nude Day contest, so I would appreciate your comments and votes. It is a romance and coming of age story, and does not have any graphic sex scenes, so be forewarned. Enjoy!! * Prologue. New York, early this morning. In the early morning light, Danielle’s sleeping body was beautiful. Since the first time I saw her naked, 8 months ago, I never tired of just looking at her body. I’m sure that an objective viewer might argue that her breasts were a bit small, or her...
Amber's eyes widened as she saw the small book. It was perfect! She raced to her father at the counter and placed it on the conveyor at the cash register, right next to the beer and chips he was buying. "This one Daddy, I want this one!" She squealed, excitement in her eyes. "Alright honey, how much is it... three dollars? Fine". Her father eyed the book. Hot pink and covered in little flowers, everything about it screamed that despite her age, she still had the taste of a prepubescent girl. He...
Mind ControlThis is a side story to Gregg Sharp's "Happi Days" fic, which was authorized by him. Mr. Sharp can be reached for comment at [email protected] , but the main story you'll have to search for separately, since his web page went down. A knowledge of the Ranma 1/2 series is helpful, but I've included a little glossary/character guide at the bottom. [Editor's Note: As part of understanding the nature of the Bishoujo Brides of Fuurinkan incident, we believe it is helpful to...
I had no idea that my holiday would be anything other than that. It was my first time abroad and my friends and I had decided we would try Trinidad during the carnival season. Oh best introduce myself and my friends. I’m Julie, at 18 I am the youngest of my friends, well work mates. The other 3 women are Georgina we call her Gina for short is the eldest and sort of mother to us though she is only 28. I think she is the best looking, standing almost 6ft tall she has really long slim legs a...
Marci's Journal By Sarah Goodwoman Day 1 My name is Doug, and I lost a bet to my wife, Helen, which means I am to be her house slave for the next 30 days. At the stroke of midnight, she woke me up to inform me it had started. I am now a sissy house slave named Marci, and she is Mistress. She said the next time I am allowed to call her Helen, and she calls me Doug, I will not be her sissy slave anymore. To make this journal easier to write, I will not be including the...
Sammy It was no accident that we met that night in August of 1991. My mother arranged for us to be seated next to the Oldham table. And while I complained about my parents pushing us together, I was secretly thrilled. The challenge of laying the groundwork, setting the trap and watching Sammy take the bait dominated my thoughts. I liked what I saw. Yes, he needed work, but he was malleable and I decided I could mold him into the man I wanted him to be. Sammy pursued me and I liked the way...
Dear Journal, Last night I may have had a few too many scotches sans rocks at the bar, and as a result I felt a little worse for the wear when I woke up today. That is why I spent the better part of one of my morning classes questioning whether a persistent vibrational hum I kept hearing was coming from my hungover head or from some other source. I was trying to give a lecture, yet behind my words was a curious, somewhat annoying buzzing sound emitting from some mysterious source in the...
(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)Saturday July 4th 0115hrs I lay in my panties under the duvet, my pussy still yearning for its orgasm. Laying and playing slowly as much as I was horny I was so tired I must have dropped off. I awoke but did not open my eyes when I felt the softest touch of fingers on my forearm. I knew it was...
Elise's Journal © 2003 by Nom de Plume Wednesday November 25 My parent teacher conference must have gone well. Mom was over the moon about my grades. It's easy to be a good student when you don't have a life. Mom said Sister Delano suggested that I begin writing a daily journal of my personal experiences, so here goes. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and I have much to be thankful for: I have to put on a dress every day and go to a Catholic school. I am counting the days until my...
Day Two continued: - The flight was smooth, being honest journal I slept all the way. I think it was the exertions of the previous night. That’s assuming it wasn’t a dream and if it was, well I would love for it to happen real. Must have been a dream though as Gina always seems to go with guys. Landing at the airport and going through customs would have been okay except we were routinely stopped at the customs bar and told we were to be searched. I admit I was really terrified; these big...
Throughout the first few years of middle school just about everyone spent a lot of time debating what choice they'd make for their Enhanced Puberty. There were about a dozen possible choices, but the majority of kids tended to stick to the big two named "Cheerleadest" and "Footballest", mostly down gender lines. (There's no restriction actually, and some kids do swap genders with Enhanced Puberty.) I couldn't decide; just about all the options had some appeal of some sort. Of course,...
All the events and people in this story are fictional and bear no relationship to any people, living or dead. Journal of Mark Trewidden October 7th 2012 I have decided to start this journal because of the worries that I have about my health. I am not 100% sure when the problems started, but I am fairly sure that it all could be linked to the dig. I went on the dig with Jen on Tean in the Scilly Isles. It was back in June, we spent two weeks working as volunteers on a dig, that was...
I am writing down all that I can remember, I had not started this journal until several months have passed since I first awoke, and therefore not all memories will be 100%. Once I am caught up, I will be trying my very best to keep my journal current. Hopefully there may one day be a time that I can remember who I am, and where I came from! For some reason, whatever memory I have, which isn’t eidetic, anyway; so, I am only human, but ... I am not able to go back before the EVENT, I don’t even...
I have always fancied having a kept journal for the things that happen to me but I never committed to writing one. This time I will do something different, I will write a journal about my days as a pussy slave. In my definition a pussy slave is the one that can't get enough from her mistress, either enough pussy or punishment that doesn't matter, and I think I have met this definition and I will let you be the judge of this through the story. Part I I told my mistress about my idea for a...
Chapter 1 Julie looked around at her hotel room and sighed. The paint was peeling off the wall, the floor was rippled where the floor boards had risen up or sagged, and there was a pungent smell of mildew. She had only been in the city a week, but she was already having second thoughts. She had thought so long about running away. There was only so much that one could hear that they were worthless, and would never amount to anything, before they had to put it to the test. Her make-shift...
Chat Night Guest: Julie Edited by Anne-Mal Julie can be reached at: [email protected] On Friday, July 30, 1999 6PM Carol Collins had a chat night. Well Julie and I had a conversation before that chat. (Julie) Hi Anne! (*Anne-Mal) Hi Julie! (Julie) Are you ready for a great chat? (*Anne-Mal) I am always ready for a great chat! (Julie) I'm on the old PC. I need all the help I can get. :( (*Anne-Mal) Maybe you and Bash should compete to see who is the best author,...
"Do you think something like 'Mark 3:69' would work?" Brooke asked the group. "Like it's a bible quote except 69?" Julie wasn't sure about putting anything sexual for the entire student body to see so they went with something simpler: "Mark Rocks!" With the signs completed, the group of young women left Julie's apartment and drove together to one of the university's expansive parking lots. The visitor lot was full but Julie knew of a side lot where most of the professors parked....
This story is not an erotic story I'm afraid so if you are looking for sexual stimulation I'm sorry. Instead it is simply an extract from the third volume of my novel "Slaves of the Amethyst" It recounts the story of the character Julie who faces a crisis in her life and becomes suicidal. In desperation she runs to the extraordinary Oriental gardens in the parklands of Mathom Hall to take counsel of their mistress Shiro-san. This is the trial though which that lady puts her. I post this story...
Sue, my wife had been cheating on me for years. I initially didn’t respond but as time passed and she continued to be unfaithful. I responded by having an affair with Marg.Eventually, I decided to leave my job and travel to the west. In doing so, I told her that if she wanted to come with me then she had to stop her cheating. She agreed but within weeks of arriving in the west, I found that she was having an affair. This was after we had decided to have another child.Sue lost the child which...
Wife LoversJames was feeling great about himself. He had progressed steadily up the company ladder since getting hired straight out of college. Now that he was 29, he was given a big promotion that included relocating to Orlando, Florida. But to make this kind of progress he had to become a workaholic. Putting in 60 to 75 hours a week was typical. His sex life consisted of long hot showers and Internet porn coupled with masturbation. Dating just did not work due to the massive office hours. In...
It’s me again, still the average kid, just with a small turn of events that gave me a little boost of self-esteem. I’m not going out with Samantha, who I had sex with at her house at her request, which is strange to think about. She also rejected me again when I asked her out after our new found interest, saying she “didn’t want our friendship to end in a same lame high school break-up like John (my friend and her ex)”. But she did do me the favor of seducing Julie, her best friend, the...
Prologue This is still difficult for me to believe after all these years. I never dreamed or hoped my life would end up the way it has, but I give thanks every day when I wake up and look at the woman next to me. I guess I need to explain. See I was a virgin until my early forties, and I was scared of women. Terrified of the fact that somebody might actually have an interest in me other than work related. I still have that fear, but now I have help to conquer it. I may never do...
Pam Coburn could not concentrate on her work. No matter how hard she tried, her mind just was not in it. Pam was a thirty-two year old single mother of Sam, who was fourteen. She was raised in a Christian home and believed most of what she was taught in Sunday school. She attended one year at a Christian college but was asked not to return for the following year when she could no longer hide her pregnancy. She knew fooling around with Tom was a stupid thing to do but being young and away from...
Julie By Waldo([email protected]) All rights reserved by the Author. This may be posted on web sites or BBS where stories are distributed for free; just send me an e-mail telling me where you've posted it. It's an adult story. Author's Note: Some of you might recognize some of this story. This was started about three years ago and even partially released to a list of readers where it had been stopped at a point. It then sat while other things were worked on. However, it bugged...
So you probably missed, buried among the musings on my crush EK, this line:Day after birthday/---CWhy do I want him I spent the evening socializing with other choir people. I thought of a new way to do what? I lost my train of thought.It seems innocuous enough nestled among the hormone-driven sexual cravings of a teenage mind. An evening with choir people could mean one of two things. Either I was on a bus trip to watch an opera or I was at a collaborative retreat with some choirs from...
TrueThis morning my best friend, Cindy and I were talking. She asked me if I kept a journal, I told her I didn't. She told me her mother had kept one as a girl, and had started her on one when she was young. I asked her what she wrote in it.Cindy told me she wrote all of her special activities and stuff like that. She told me I should start one too. So when I got home from school, I got out this big notebook and decided, since I had recently discovered the joys of sex, that I wanted to start a...
Your sister has always been a bit wild, but she seemed to settle down when she got married. Now however, she’s been divorced and left alone to raise her son. Things seemed rough but now, now something isn’t right. And so you’ve found yourself poking around her place while her son and her went on a trip to NYC, looking to see if your haunch was right. when you found her journal. With shaking hands you open the journal to the start and look at the date, it seems like she started writing a few...
Incest(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)Page Six:Tuesday July 8th 0800HrsDear Journal: I had had the weirdest of dreams during the night and like a lot of dreams couldn’t remember it completely. The knock on the door brought the dishy steward in with the breakfast trolley and while he laid out the breakfasts we all took our time...
(Please note the people mentioned in these stories are fictional and bare no relationship to people either alive or dead. These stories contain explicit sexual descriptions and are aimed at the over 18’s)Page One: I received this journal in a parcel my mum sent me but have never written in it till now. I am going to try to keep a memoire of all the things that happen to me, I don’t expect anyone to read this private view into my life.Friday July 3rd 1230hrsDear Journal, just a quick entry as...
Fast forward several years to when I found moms journal in a box in attic, as soon as I started reading it I remembered the "managers conference" she was taken too a few weeks after being asked by the black manager who was organising it. I glanced thru journal seeing there were several times mom was gang fucked that I didn't know about, finally came to entry a few days after mom and Patty had fucked several older black men, the one that asked if he could call mom did the Thursday after, told...
From the Journal of the Serial Killer Thomas Riley by Millie Dynamite Copyright © 2019, by Millie Dynamite From the Journal of Thomas Riley — July 10, 20— Doctor Peters suggested I write things down, my daily happenings, feelings, the events that run wild in my life, and depress me. I figured it couldn’t hurt. That’s the reason for this book, journal, dear diary, and all that bullshit. He doesn’t say it, not in so many words, but he’s worried I’ll act out some of the fantasies I have...
CANDIE'S JOURNAL By Southern Candie ENTRY 1 Hi I am Andy, but my stepbrother calls me Candie when he makes me dress up for him. I decided to keep a journal of all the things that happened to me since that faithful day. The day my stepbrother caught me all dressed up in my Mom's lingerie and decided to blackmail me into being his sex toy. First though let me give you some background information that lead up to that day. I do not really remember my Dad, he...
Thursday. Intake This woman named Helen said I should start a Journal about my time here, so that I could make some sense of it all. That it would help me to put things into perspective. It's really hard to do that, but I'll try, for this week at least. Last week I was picked in the PCB lottery (Population Control Board). My first time eligible, and I was picked and notified. My mom freaked out, and everyone in the family got upset. My sister Heather cried like a baby, and told mom that she...
My name is Darin Taylor. I started a journal shortly after I turned twelve. The journal itself is just a collection of bits and pieces of my thoughts and ideas about things that have happened to me and my mom. I have kept the journal secret, but perhaps one day someone else my age may use what I have learned, so I have rewritten it as a continuous narrative. I just turned seventeen a few days ago. I received a scholarship to the university and will be starting college in a few weeks. This...
Hello all iss readers. This is a real story which contains sexual features in it, therefore I kindly request that I will not be responsible for any miss happening. If u likes the story u can mail me on or Kath and Julie are sisters. They live in the inner city, on the tenth floor of a modern high-rise apartment building, with a beautiful view of the harbor. Julie is the older of the two ladies; she is 57 and Kath is 55. Neither has ever married. Their father had been an abusive man, causing...
IncestAn unsatisfied teen girlfriend takes an older lover Julie was 19 years old when we met in the early 80s. I was in my 30's. She was willowy and elegant with beautiful light brown skin, a great benefit from her Portugese and African heritage. Her 100 pound body was topped off with silky dark brown hair that nearly reached her narrow waist. Her breasts were small but very firm and needed no support from a bra. Without a bra, her nipples made a definite impression on her blouse, and me. I met Julie...
AffairShawn, Julie, Erica and i are headed up to a little timeshare beach house where we'll be getting nothing but pussy for two weeks. Everybodys coming to my house because im driving im the only one with a reliable car and for some people a license. I know this sounds mean but im a little embarrassed to be seen with Erica at the beach , all those tanned hotties and i got the bride of frakenstein not to mention the hair she never combs. After this vacation i think imma call it quits....