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How Jim Discovered Destiny By Jill Tice (send comments to [email protected] thanx!) Jim was a good fellow, very amiable and kind to all he sees, but yet his life, however, was a living hell of crestfallen, dolorous misery on account of the cruel way all the puerile, immature kids at Jim's school treated him. They always insisted on laughing at him and teasing him at school, never seeing his true self deep within which was brutally evil and unkind of them to ignore. "This blows!" said Jim one day when the earth's rotation had brought much radiant sunlight to the surface wherefore he stood. "I hate the way my life always sucks and I wish that I could of lived a happier life which was more adventurous, exciting, and I was more popular. My current life sucks!" It was at this moment, dear reader, that lame fortune smiled upon Jim, for it just happened that Jim stumbles across a dirty, dusty, dingy magical Arabian lamp laying on the sidewalk in the middle of his block, which had happened to accidentally fall fortuitously off the back of an old garbage truck that had just driven by without the garbagemen noticing (because it was magical and had clouded their minds). Jim picked up the thaumaturgical beacon lying at the base of his lowest extremities. His first initial thought was that this must be returned to the city lost and found, for Jim was a trustworthy chap of elephantine ethics. But before he could take this ensorcelled flare to its rightful owners, Jim reflected soberly that his cheerful mind of responsibility required him to clean it. So Jim rubbed the necromantic lantern on his clean white T-shirt in order to make it again bright and less untarnished. Suddenly out of the diaphanously invisible atmosphere of infinity, a genuine, real life sized genie materialized, emerging out of thin air and greeting Jim with an indomitable, hearty hello. The genie was at least 12 feet tall, utterly hairless, with bronzed skin rippling in vibrant cords of dynamically puissant muscles beneath his cotton cloth of loin coverings and sported one of those curved Arab swords. Jim was shocked moot by the presence of real magic before him, and found he could scarcely distinct reality from hallucination as he rubbed his weary-eyed head. "Greetings and Salutations!" boomed the Genie in his sonorously stentorian voice. "I have arrived after sojourning for much perilous distance in order to grant your wishes and use my glorious powers to change you into being female!!!" Jim couldn't believe his ears, for this was NOT what he had said out loud that he was wishing for! But, you see, Jim was secretly what some people like to call a transvestite, which is a confusing term but basically means he liked to sometimes sneak into the room which belonged to his sister who was a cheerleader and would sometimes wear her clothes. Oh, sure. You say that makes him a homosexual or something, or some kinda mixed-up, confused, preternatural fag, but nothing could be further from the case; for Jim had no desire or wants to have sex with other boys. Ugh! That was the furthest thing from Jim's intellectual mind. For you see, Jim had a very brilliant, perspicaciously sly mind, even though it was properly the mind which should of gone into the body of a young girl instead of a lunky boy! But since he did have secret urges of being a girl and wanted to wear skirts or dresses (or slips, if it were to be a solemnly formal occasion of dressing up "black tie") then he said to the magical entity emanascing in front of him: "Why would you make me female?" asked Jim with a tremulously tentative voice. "Oh, PLEASE!" said the Genie. "I'm an omniscient genie, after all! Seeing your hidden desires and urges is as easy as falling off a piece of cake for my kind." His mysterious, magical, marvelous new friend smiled gently at poor, young Jim. "Know thee that I can see into Thy sacred eternal soul," boomed the vociferous Genie (whose name was Q'Trxzyous). "And when I hast looked deep into Thy spiritual being, I discovered you are the most intelligent, caring, thoughtful, sensitive boy who is in America at this time. Because of this, my boss has given me the orders to grant your wish. Do not waste my time, for I have already looked into your skull and seen the images scattered across the molecules of your brain. You wanna be a girl, it has been written." Jim was embarrassed and turned crimson and scarlet, because you see nobody had ever said these things allowed to poor, sad Jim. He felt his cheeks tighten with frightened fear and twinged with exultant regret over not having dared to speak his mind before. And yet he knew the Genie spoke truth, for already he had laid the seeds of growing a foothold in the door of Jim's mind. "Don't turn a blind ear to me! I can go away, for right now there is a bull fighter in Italy who wants to become a ballerina!" yelled Q'Trxzyous the Genie. "Do you want me to change you or not?!? Because I have more important things to do than just cater to your capricious whims, Thou impetuous mortal!" Though Jim was shamed with facing his contemptible truth about wishing he were wearing a skirt maybe right now (in fact, his mind darted across the imaginative illusion of a girl in his class who's name was Clarissa Karenson and how much Jim's heart yearned for being able to put on her pink sweater. He wondered what her underwear looked like!) Seeing such facts in his mind, Jim coalesced to the inevitable and reluctantly agreed to Q'Trxzyous' wishes. For truthfully, Jim knew this was an insurmountable opportunity not to pass by! Genies don't come by every day, you know. "Yes please!" exclaimed Jim with listless eagerness. "I've always wanted to become the girl. If you can change me, please do! Otherwise, don't tempt me with your Black Magic, because you should be made aware I am a Christian and do believe in the true powers of the cosmos. Only if you can make me a good and virtuous woman would I want any part of your alchemical legerdemain." Q'Trxzyous was taken aback, for this boy had seen through his candid trickery. But because the intangible spirit visualized the boy truly was secretly highly clever and smart (even though most of his classmates did not believe this and call him dumb), the Genie was touched with pity in his benevolently indulgent heart and knew he had been outfoxed by a boy who deserved better. For you see, at this point I must reveal to you the Genie's secret: he had been sent to earth, in fact, by a powerful demon who served the Enemy in order to trick Jim (and other boys!) and then was planning to use magical powers to transform them all into 23-year old blonde women with exceptionally wide, open eyes, but short of stature (like 5'2") and alter their brains so they only ever wanted to be waitresses at Hooters (which, if you have lived under a rock and don't know, only has big-breasted women wearing tight, high orange shorts on their big round derrieres and small white t-shirts while they serve vile inebriation to men!) "You win!" said Q'Trxzyous with a happy chuckle. "Instead of punishing you with the nefarious scheme I had planned in mind and making you a air-headed bimbo who has sex with anonymous brawny, hairy men ALL the time and otherwise only cares about going shopping for lots of clothes and especially really glossy lipstick. But therefore, Thou has proven yourself true of heart, Jim. Instead, I will offer you a brand-new and truthful blessing. This one is no deception, for it comes directly from the real powers of the cosmopolitan and not from your Enemy!" "Can this be true, Q'Trxzyous?" asked Jim unaffectedly. "Yes," replied Q'Trxzyous with a benign smile of radiantly glorious peace and honesty. "It is very true." "Then please change me," beamed Jim with a jovial smile. "This is the really prefect thing I want!" "I know it is," scowled Q'Trxzyous, while he stroked his heavy, thick black beard. "Since I read your mind." And then, without another word from either of the two verbal combatants, a powerful wind of commanding, stringent force blew into the room and flattened to the ground poor Jim, who by the time he arose from the rough azure and blue carpet off of the bottom of the smooth floor, had discovered he was no longer a boy who had been wearing a black T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans (plus tightie whities for underwear, which Jim ALWAYS HATED!). No, good friends, Jim had now risen to discover he was redesigned, refreshed, and rehashed into a cute, vigorous new body that was totally contradistinctive from the 14-year old boy he used to be! Indeed, it must now be reported that Jim had become Mystrellia, the young Empress of Prkystaieg, a duchy in a magical kingdom from an alternate universe. Mystrellia was a tall and lofty, lithe and mercurial, gentle brunette beauty with softly caring deep brown eyes, a sculptor's lissome opaque nose and firm protruding busts of dedicated innocence. She smiled at her new lovely, soft self, which the beneficent genie Q'Trxzyous had glad in a long, gossamer, flowing perfectly pure-white gown, that came to her knees (and which, beneath, she had on red satin panties and a demi-bra). Radiant, vibrant, rubicund phosphorescence was her raiment, except where bejeweled dazzling jewels coruscated with dazzling scintillating incandescence from all across her beautiful, high-fashion (for this universe!) gentle, pastel pink clothing. "I am beautiful!" said the gracefully symmetrical full- bodied woman who once was the boy known as Jim and ran a thin-pink finger like a birthday candle through the full- bodied curls and softly textured waves of her hair. But before she had the timely opportunity to gaze longingly upon her avant garde sweetly innocent visage in the perfectly silvered mirror which stood against the gold- gilded east wall of her spaciously commodious antechamber, BOOM!!! Down fell the sturdy, oaken door collapsing to the ground with a voluminous puff of acrid, sweet-smelling dust which made Mystrellia involuntarily sneeze against her will. Into her most private cloistered sanctum stumbled in a troop of evil-looking armed guards. Unkempt, hairy, and smelling strongly of the vile alcohol they had swilled in the nearby tavern, the Royal Lady found herself suddenly surrounded by the neoteric desperadoes with their adeptly drawn glistening steel swords, who hissed foul profanities at her. On spit in her face and pulled her long blonde braid, yanking it hard and causing Jim's tender scalp deep pain, which he had never known as a male. Then, proudly striding in with confident strength, came Grand Lord Verm Cheng'thak who straddled the flimsy, destroyed, once-stout remains of Empress Mystrellia's now ruined redwood door. The powerfully wicked Grand Lord obviously stood head and heels above the others, who was merely his bootlicking, kowtowing, understudies. He laughed a hearty laugh and took a step forward, his thick leather boot kicking up dust as his sword clanked against the sheath. "Ha, you vile miscreant slut-whore!" screamed General Lord Cheng'thak through teeth clenched tightly in a ferocious scowl of flagitious barbarism. "Now I have finally caught you and will enforce you to do my bidding, oh bountiful innocent one. Trust me, you unimpeachable minx, thou shalt not remain innocent for long!" With this, I'm sorry to report that Baron Verm Cheng'thak winked his oily black eye evilly at poor lady Mystrellia and flashed a lasciviously unchaste toothy smile which caused our hero (Queen Mystrellia) to promptly faint! *** When Empress Mystrellia had awoken from her somnolent slumber, she knew in a flash it was dusk now, for the sun had blazingly set. The night winds had really tussled her hair into a tempestuous wreck. Gazing around the darkened, smelly, cramped room she now found herself trapped in, her bountiful breasts strained hard against the taught nylon ropes Grand Lord Cheng'thak had ordered his guards to tie her with. Her feet were shackled together with stiff bands of mighty ironed steel and her wrists were carded with twine. Poor Mystrellia could barely move, only shake her head defiantly at the brigands who sought to defile her virginal flower. "At least, our sleeping beauty has finally awakened!" roared Verm Cheng'thak in raucous laughter of wickedness, spraying flecks of his fowl drool upon the defiant Empress's sweet, apple-checked face. "I could of done the dirty deed to you whilest you were in dormant unconsciousness. But then you would never of gotten to yell and moan in orgasmically euphoric ravishment when I finally made you a woman!!!" Mystrellia rolled her innocent, wide, blue eyes over how unknowingly ironical the General Grand Lord Cheng'thank had spoken! For remember, readers: Mystrellia was a young boy just within the last planetary cycle. Yet as a woman, she had no desire to be rapped by an ugly, hairy, monster brute like Lord Cheng'thak happened to be. No, indeed, for now Jim had the brainwave patterns incipient to Empress Mystrellia and knew her knowledge that the good, just people of Prkystaieg had a law which stated a Empress could not have sex, or she would be impurely defiled, and the adulterated sovereign regent would sadly be drawn-and- quartered. Clearly, the situation had changed and was now haunting Mystrellia rapidly. Jim regretted ever having known the Genie! "You must reconsider!" she pleaded to both Verm and his craven henchmen. "You're souls can still be saved if you'd repaint now, before it's too late. I beg of you not to do this horrible thing!" One of the brigands laughed wickedly and scoffed at the bound-and-gagged Empress, "That's no skin off our teeth. We'll follow Count Cheng'thank into the depths of the inferno if he'll give us a run at shagging you!" Desperate to save her virginal honor (and equally desperate to avoid the advances of some dude!), our hero the Empress strove and struggled whence more against the fierce bonds that had affixed her into a position whereas her feet were widely straddled like a gynecologist does, to make it easier for Lord Cheng'thak to have his way with her. He knew that she could read his thoughts and recognized the dirty deeds he was about to do, for while she was comatose, his men had stripped her of her noble clothes and put on a red-violet bra, the kind with fringe and tassels resplendent upon them, matching red-violet panties in the high-sweeping French cut style and about too sizes smaller than her ample, fleshy hips required, red vinyl thigh-high boots with a stiletto spike upon them, and one of those tight lacy black neck-chokers with a bit of ribbony trim circumnavigating the perimeter of her delicate, ivory neck. This whole situation made Mystrellia feel both mortified and humidified over how the criminals had manhandled her delicate fleshy pink unmentionable parts while she slept! With a sudden, swamping nausea, Mystrellia knew her perilous problem had been exasperated into certain doom. Not knowing what to do, the Empress's mind raced across all sides of her many-faceted trials and tribulations. But she could of found no ideas that would be a good attack to take. She knew she was lost. "You mustn't do this!" shrieked Mystrellia at the wicked Lord Cheng'thak. Immediately as she said this, she refurbished her memories and the information encoded into her estrogenated gray matter resurfaced with turbulent new memories of how as a young child Princess Mystrellia had rebuked the lecherous advances of Count Cheng'thak, when he was a teenager (who seemed to be something of a pedophile, since at this time Mystrellia was only a youthful developing maiden of unripe age, and already his lustful organ pined for her!) Clearly now the Empress stood but little hope of survival, for it had become eminently evident that General Cheng'thak was going to rape her and then most likely... the murder! "I will have you at last all to myself!" roared Lord Cheng'thak. His many wicked minions and hateful lackeys sound in with ribald sounds of snickering. "You thought you could deny me all your sensual delights but now their mine! Revenge is a dish best served cold, and now the hat is on the other foot, my foolish princess." Mystrellia feared she may lose her consciousness and succumb to fainting again, but drew strength from an inner amber of fiery strength. She would not go gently to this brute, even though she was clearly caught on the horns of her own petard and was certainly doomed to, in the body of a woman, have her heart stop and cease to breathe after having sex with them! But just when all seemed it's darkest and hope had abandoned our delicate heroine in the fowl clutches of certain perfidious doom without the slightest faint glimmer of rosy sanguineness into the dismal abyss of ceaseless nightmare - Lo, there appeared on the twilight horizon, a shining hero! Riding boldly across the noble Prkystaiegian landscape, rode Sir Thwyaellum, a knight of the Order of Rosy Dawn, a nonpareil proud to serve faithfully in the vainglorious service of our lady Mystrellia, and the ONLY knight in her service who had dared to ride to her rescue. Verily, foresooth her other knights would suffer for abandoning the Queen to certain death (and a fate more worse than the former!) But not, brave and bold Sir Thwyaellum, his brass breastplate glistening in the twinkling nocturnal aurora flickering brightly in the thin cold atmosphere above Prkystaieg. Her swashbuckling, heroic, exponent rode a pure white stallion which galloped ferociously into the center of the bandit's camp, trampling the heads and abdomens of the burglars in a showering spray of red liquid droplets of precious bodily fluids. Dead, they lay, motionless to the world forevermore, as Sir Thwyaellum dismounted and quickly drew his ironed steel rapier. The mare snorted an equine cheer of encouragement to the Empress - hold fast, darling for ameliorated succor has arrived! Duke Cheng'thak grew his one pewter misercorde, the internecine dagger always used by iniquitous villains. Sir Thwyaellum knew the misercorde was bound to be slathered with noxious poisons. He lunged to the side deftly as the swift weapon of his opponent slashed fiercely through the dismal, dark evening air. The birds and beasts of the fields all fell silent this night, for two combatants dared to dicker their duel at this time. Again, the blades clashed together and sparks flew through the air. Mystrellia gasped again at the mighty duel which unfolded manifestly before her view. Again and again, steel slapped wearily upon amortized steel as Thwyaellum fiercely fought for his female's freedom! The Evil Lord Cheng'thak was a pestiferously malignant combatant, unafraid to strike and parry with deadly passion upon his admirable opponent of honor. But, dear readers, Sir Thwyaellum's heart was pure - and it is said he whose heart is pure hath the strength of ten men, and lo it was so! For suddenly, with swift quickness a lightning stab of the rapier slapped down with the strength of Sir Thwyaellum's brazen arm and shattered the jawbone of Lord Cheng'thak. As blood, bone, and teeth scattered into the air, the wicked man fell to the Earth in excruciating pain, his death surely looming across the stygian metaphorical porch of the otherworld. "You... can... Never... win!" screamed Cheng'thak with a final bloody gasp as he fell to the ground again and passed from this world. Quickly moving to untie the ropes and remove the chains and ties that had bounded the Queen, Sir Thwyaellum wore a quizzical puzzling look upon his handsome chiseled face. "How are you my darling woman?" asked the cavalier. "I feel more like I do now than I did a while ago," answered the Empress nervously. Freeing the queen, she said: "Thank you my hero," with a blossoming sweet smile, the grandest and most true reward any virtuous champion might dare to dream of. "You have saved me. I owe you both my life and my rectitude. How can I ever think to repay you for this glorious deed you have graciously deemed to magnanimously bestow upon myself?" Bowing low to the earth in the presence of his royal demimonde, the brave, kind, and honest Sir Thwyaellum blushed before gently kneeling to the sodden ground and compassionately taking her polished docile hand into his aristocratic own. Cautiously and with supple softness, his hot, salty lips touched her metacarpus. "I shalt ask only for thy hand in the holy sanctity of wedded matrimonial bliss, m'lady!" he said with suave sincerity. "Alas and Alack! Woe is me," wailed the libertine Empress. "I must tell you my horrible obtuse secret! For, you are a good and true-hearted swashbuckler and must be told, I am not really Empress Mystrellia. I was made to take her place through the actions of a mystical being we call 'genies' within my own space-time continuum. I am not even a woman... I used to be a young lad named Jim!" With this, Mystrellia flung herself away from Sir Thwyaellum's brawny arms of gentle comfort and bemoaned undulatingly into the tenebrous dimmet. Yet again, Sir Thwyaellum would only smile enigmatically at his sad, haughty beauty. Again he took her hand in his own, and carefully tried the tears away from her wide gentle, ocular orbs. He soothed her. "It's all right," said the Lordly Paladin. "For I am not really Sir Thwyaellum. That very same genie caused me to become him! I used to be Clarissa Karenson, only I always HATED having to be a girl. You don't know how awful it is always having to wear pretty dresses or fashionable mini- skirts and be worried about your make-up and remember to walk in high heels without falling. Eternally, my soul has yearned to be a simple, noble, heroic man instead! And now, verily, I have become that thing." "But being a girl isn't so bad," said Mystrellia. "It's what I wanted?" "We'll, perhaps you have to look at it from the other side of the point of view," said Sir Thwyaellum with a clever wink. "We'll do something about that." Mystrellia blithely smiled with reverential relish and zeal. "My hero," she said with a kiss of osculation and endearment. "And thank heavens for Q'Trxzyous the Genie!" added Thwyaellum happily. -Finns- PS -- If there is efficient interest in the further adventures of Mystrellia and Thwyaellum, I have lots more ideas of where they can go and do things. Also, Q'Trxzyous the Genie is public remains and anyone who wishes can use him in they're stories as well!! Send any comments if you want to [email protected]

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Hi, I'm Jim! By Virginia Kane Standard caveat applies. Please do not post onto any other website without express written permission of the authoress. If reading explicit adult fiction is illegal where you live, or if you are not yet eighteen years of age, read no further and go do something innocent and constructive. 1. My wife was out of town on business again with her new employer, so I had the entire weekend to express my alter ego. While I was still at home, I had put on my...

3 years ago
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JIMS MOM PART 4

Jim woke up the next morning feeling a little light-headed. The bed-sheets were twisted and matted, he had one leg hanging off the side of the bed and was lying diagonally. Next to him was Jenny, his mother. She was naked as was Jim, she had a bit of the sheet covering one side of her, but it wasn't doing much. Jim could still see her beautiful pussy and her pert breasts. Her face was very angelic as she slept, even the fact that her hair was knotted and damp with cum didn't take that away from...

3 years ago
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Trucker Daddy Jim Part Two

I got a call from Jim the day after our liaison at the layby, it quiet surprised me as I thought it would be a one off due to him being married. I've had multiples of married men in the past that say they'll phone you and never do, doesn't really bother me I quiet understand that their horny and looking for a quick release and when that's over they've got wives to return home to, occasionally one will contact me, it's fine by me I get as much out of it as they do, so everyone's happy.Anyway...

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Jim Jane

It was a hot spring day. Jim Smitherson sat at his desk impatiently waiting for the bell to ring.All he could think about was how much he wants to go home.Jim stands at 5'9 with red hair and blue eyes. He has an 8-½ inch cock.He wasn't paying much attention to the teacher. Instead, he was too busy looking out the window at the cheerleaders.He noticed his sister Jane, practicing her routine. He watched her as she did a perfect cartwheel. He then suddenly felt his cock come to life in his...

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JIMS MOM PART 3

Jim drove the car out of the driveway and started towards town. He glanced over at his mother. She looked like a whore in her tight top, short skirt and clearly visible stockings. Neither of them spoke as Jim drove down the road in the direction of the main town centre. Jenny sat quietly, looking directly forward with her hands placed delicately on her lap. Jim often glanced over to look at her once more, he still couldn't quite believe what was happening but he was sure going to get the most...

2 years ago
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JIMS MOM PART 1

Jim had trouble concentrating. His mind was to preoccupied with everything that was going on at home to pay attention to the ramblings of his history master. His father had run away with his secretary and left him and his mother alone. It wasn't as if he had abandoned them into poverty or anything like that. They had a nice house with a pool; his father had been a successful barrister; his mother had been working part time and had saved so they weren't short of cash. They were perfectly...

1 year ago
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Eye Opening Trip 4 Jim and Ann Redux

Jim was sitting on his patio enjoying his morning coffee at home for a change. He thought how much he loved watching the newly risen sun streaming through the trees and making the dew glisten. He knew he needed to start working but this was his favorite time of the morning. He could listen to the stream that bordered his yard chuckle it's way past the yard on its way to the swimming hole. He smiled when he remembered how much fun he had as a child swimming in the hole with his friends. His...

2 years ago
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JIMS MOM PART 2

Jim woke early the next morning. It was still dark outside. Jim lay there for about ten minutes wondering whether it had all happened like he thought or was it just a dream. He needed to find out one way or the other. He got out of bed and walked slowly and quietly towards his mother's bedroom. The door was locked from the outside just as he remembered. He turned the key in the lock slowly and carefully trying to make as little noise as possible. He then pushed the door open slowly and peered...

4 years ago
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Being JimCh07Barbras Wish

* Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven from many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, a part of Barbra's story, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim-Ch.07-Barbra’s Wish By Frodov * This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past, names and a few details have been changed to provide anonymity for those involved. Discretion is a precious commodity and is becoming rarer every day. I reached...

4 years ago
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Jim Janice Breaking Down Barriers

Janie and Jim were related, but only vaguely so. Janie’s mom was married to Jim’s dad, so technically, there were brother and sister, just not blood related. Jim was eighteen and Janie was almost eighteen, falling behind Jim by about three weeks. They had both lived under the same roof for about five years, the time that their respective parents had been married. Each had their own room and each had their own set of friends. They seemed totally different in everything. Jim was a jock and Janie...

First Time
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Kate Jim Ch 02

Jim finished her spanking and surprisingly Kate didn’t get up from his lap right away. He was pleased Kate took her punishment well. Kate didn’t make a sound as the tears fell from her face. Jim really had to admire her for that….admire her as well as love her. He took no pleasure in spanking her but honestly felt that Kate needed a strong hand to keep her in check. Just as Jim finally admitted to himself that he needed a woman to love, to truly love and share his life and thoughts with. ...

1 year ago
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Jan Jim Four real Stories

Story 1 by JanI have been getting tons of email from you guys asking ME to write a story about one of our, shall we say exposing times together. I have never wrote anything like this before, and Jim has kinda explained what I should write. so here goes, and I hope you guys enjoy this one.Jim and I went to a movie one night, and I wore a miniskirt and a low cut pull over top. Yes I had panties on, but no bra. At the show, Jim had his hand up my skirt, and under my panties for most of the movie....

3 years ago
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Celebrating the Century Mark Chapter 1 Jim tries to Understand my Obsession with LUSH

Jim and I were relaxing on the back patio, sipping our cocktails to the soothing sound of the waterfall as it trickled into our backyard pool. It was mid-June, but the weather had not yet turned brutally hot. In a matter of weeks, it will be too hot to enjoy our patio like this, but tonight the weather was perfect.I took a sip of my chardonnay and said, “I was looking over my Lushstories profile page today during lunch…”“At work?” Jim interrupted with a slightly disapproving tone. Jim was...

Straight Sex
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Jim becomes the Adminstrator

Chapter 1Being the first day for the new administrator, the main office is a little tense. Lisa sees Jim Smith walking down the hall, and she hopes that nothing happens to place a bad reputation of this institution. She knows that Jim will learn that the students are not going to get further than this, but then some may go on. Jim greets those in the office, being just Lisa and Connie at present. Lisa does show him his office, as Debbie and Sara enter the office. Lisa knows that those two are...

4 years ago
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Darkening of Jim and Lisa

I have often wondered how Lisa, my wife, will react if a black man approaches her sexually when I'm not around. I know how aroused she gets and the intensity of the orgasms she has when we talk of her being with a huge dicked black man while she's in the throes of love-making. Just the sight of a thick long black cock is enough to cause her to become wet immediately. For some reason, I have never fully understood why, but just knowing how hot it makes her thinking of fucking a...

3 years ago
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Lactation Inspires BigCocked Political Bedfellows Part One Big Jim

,I think it’s fair to say that most people don’t grow up thinking about running for political office, and it’s usually personal circumstances that evolve to encourage them to do so. That is certainly the case with my husband Ed, and you might be interested in learning the path we took to his becoming elected to be the State Representative for our district in 2012.My name is Abigail, but everyone calls me Abi, and Ed and I grew up in a rural, farming county in the Deep South in the late 1990s....

Cuckold
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JIMS wanking gets him in trouble part 6

Amanda walks into jim's room jim is still asleep amanda reaches under the covers takes hold of jims cock and slowly strokes it , jim groans in his sleep and rolls towards amanda as she strokes his cock harder and faster , jim opens his eyes 'wh wh what are you doing he asks'Amanda carrys on stroking his cock harder and faster not saying a word jims cock is rock hard now and dribbling precum amanda stops stroking and rubs her hand all over the tip of jims cock coating her fingers in precum then...

2 years ago
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Birthday gift for Jim

Birthday gift for JimOk for those who haven't read my previous stories some quick background info:I live with 2 roommates a guy "Sam" and a girl "Nicky"I have a girlfriend "Sue" who doesn't live with me but is always around. Recently me and my girlfriend started trying out new things in bed which led me to become a bottom for Sam and Nicky became my mistress, also Sam fucks my girlfriend frequently with me sometimes watching or joining.This story starts with me, my girlfriend, and Sam hanging...

3 years ago
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Being Jim Ch6 Lessons of Life pt2

Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven of many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, one of many, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim Ch.6 Lessons of Life By Frodov This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past. Names and a few details have been changed to...

2 years ago
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Trucker Daddy Jim Part One On The Back of His

Part 1By this time in my life my job involved a lot of driving and I steadily got to know all the cruising areas. I particularly liked the laybys, the type that are not actually on the road but the ones that are shaded from the road by a small wooded area. I often use to pull in and have a quick break and stretch my legs.I met Jim on one of these cruising stops as I was driving passed on the opposite side of the road I slowed down to see if anyone was around, Jims rig was parked at the front,...

3 years ago
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Master Pc the James Olsen Saga Part IIChapter 10 Jimrsquos Bucket List Has One Less Item

Jim didn’t even get to press the doorbell as he stepped up to his neighbor’s house. Sam opened it before he could reach the bell button and dragged him inside. The door closed behind him and Sam gave Jim a heart-stopping kiss, so full of passion and lust that his cock nearly burst from his shorts. “Welcome back, stud,” she said, grinning as she broke the kiss and stepped back. “Now that’s what I call a welcome,” Jim said, grinning back at her. “Oh, we’re just getting started, baby. Just...

2 years ago
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Still Standing Jim

Jim Cheryl Andy Dana Bill miller Judy Miller Lauren Miller Brian Miller Linda Michaels Cheryl looked into the mirror, not bad she thought for a 34 year old mom of 5. She worked hard after the twins were born to get her figure back. For the first time in over 6 months her and Jim have an evening alone. Her sister Dana and brother Andy had agreed to take the kids off their hands for a few hours and CHeryl wasn't going to waste the time. Cheryl checked herself in the mirror one last time....

3 years ago
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Boarding with Jim at New Outlooks

This is a story for those who enjoy reading about forced hormonal feminization, not just guys dressing up in female clothes. It tells what happens when two young boys are send to a unique school where--much to the younger one's surprise--they undergo special physical and hormonal treatment programs. The younger one is given female hormones (against his knowledge, untl it is too late), his roommate is given male hormones that turn him into a super masculine stud, with predictable...

2 years ago
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Jim and SharonChapter 4

Well, I have managed to mess up things royally now. What started out as my 'revenge fuck' cost me my marriage. I've been numb since the divorce papers were served, and Jim has written me out of his life permanently. That night, while Mark was helping me to get even, I had doubts here and there that I may have pushed things too far. Mark, in his take charge attitude and guidance had managed to convince me that things would be okay though. I should have listened to my gut and heart, not to...

3 years ago
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Living with Uncle Jim pt 3

PLEASE REMEMBER THIS IS JUST A STORY, I DO NOT AGREE WITH THINGSLIKE THIS HAPPENIN IN REAL LIFE. IF YOU HAVENT ALREADY DONE SO PLEASE READ THE FIRST TWO CHAPTERS Saturday morning I wake up excited and looking forward to the day ahead, I jump out of bed and head down to the kitchen, its only 10am but after a glass of orange I start cleaning up and making sure everything is perfect for Jims party. Jim comes down around an hour later already washed and dressed in the usual light blue...

2 years ago
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Kate Jim Ch 05

Katherine Ryan spent a few minutes putting the dishes away and straightening up their Winnebago before joining Jim in the bedroom, her motto, a place for everything and everything in its place. Her lover was lying naked in bed with a big smile on his face. He was shaking his dashboard hula dancer, her little gift to him and watching it jiggle, which in turn made her smile. Katherine’s lover Jim Brady is a balding, brutish looking man bordering on homely. He is also built like a hairy...

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Living with Uncle Jim pt 2

WARNING THIS STORY IS VERY DARK AND MAY OFFEND IT CONTAINS YOUNG forceD i****t DO NOT READ IF THIS WILL BOTHER YOUThe next day my body feels so relaxed I don’t want to get out of bed, stretching out across my lilac bed sheet I arch my back and flex my toes. Yesterday was so strange, Jim has never asked someone to help him check me and it has never felt that good. Sitting up I decide to have a bath, today I want to relax not rush like usual and since we don't have school there is no reason why I...

2 years ago
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The Story of Jim and Bea chapter one The Cursed Cunt

“Oh yeah, cunt!” he muttered under his breath.“Yeah, hot fucking cunt!” he continued, ogling the juicy specimen of beauty displaying herself to his lustful eyes. Her pussy was indeed beautiful – pink and delicate, with a finely-crafted blond landing-strip, held open by a pair of painted fingers, so that he could gaze into its hot, wet, steamy depths. He stroked his cock in anticipation, feeling his shaft stiffen and grow, and feeling that exquisite yearning sensation spread outwards, filling...

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Living with Uncle Jim pt 3

WARNING THIS IS A FULL ON STORY IF YOU DIDN'T LIKE ONE AND TWO YOU WILL HATE THIS ONE MORE... IT IS JUST A STORY TO EXPAND MY WRITING THAT IS ALLSaturday morning I wake up excited and looking forward to the day ahead, I jump out of bed and head down to the kitchen, it's only 10 am but after a glass of orange I start cleaning up and making sure everything is perfect for Jim’s party. Jim comes down around an hour later already washed and dressed in the usual light blue stonewash jeans that’s have...

2 years ago
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Going Online With Jim

We used to have to fight over who got to go online. My brother, Jim, would always yell that I was taking too much time and I would be just as mad at him when he was online. Then our dad came home one day and asked if we wanted to get that cable internet thing so we could both use it at the same time and give him back his phone line! We both jumped at it and quickly agreed to dad's terms (we had to pay for it out of our part-time jobs, etc.) A month later our two computers were hooked together...

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Jim The Cuckhold Ch1

Jim felt his whole world crashing down around him as he stared at the cum-stained panties he held in his hands. They were his wife's, but the cum staining the crotch wasn't.........nor was it his! He tried to think about what to do....... Jim and his wife Dana had been married for fifteen years, had two beautiful c***dren, and a nice home. A few years back, Jim was in an accident at work and hurt his back badly. Since then he hadn't been able to work, and was on painkillers, leaving him spaced...

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The Life and Times of Jim Horn Texas Ranger An Excerpt

"Sheriff Buck, Jim, please come quick! Bert sent me to tell you there's going to be trouble over at the saloon!" Buck followed Jim who was hot on the boy's trail as he headed back in the direction of the saloon. As soon as Jim saw the number of horses with Mexican rigs at the hitching rail he reached out and halted the boy. "How many of them are there, Jasper?" He asked. "About six, sir. They came in asking about Angelina and Bert sent me to find you!" "Buck, find us some...

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Jim Val

Jim and Val are trying to spice up their marriage. After ten years, it’s grown a little stale. One of Val’s girlfriends, named Jessie, suggested that she try dressing more daring or trashy. Val said “what do you mean by trashy?” Jessie replied “ do you own a garterbelt and very sheer stocking? Do you have 4 inch stilettos? How about a skirt that would just barely cover your stocking tops or maybe a side slit?” Val was stunned and said “No!” “Well women have to do the changing, it’s the natural...

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Jim and Sharon Ch 02

Jim and I had been married young. I was a virgin when we crossed the threshold on our wedding night. I had been raised to be a ‘good’ girl…what ever that meant. My mother, whom I am still very close to had always drilled into my mind just what a good girl would or wouldn’t do in all matters. Our first mother daughter talk had been her pretty much telling me that I would wait for marriage to have sex of any kind. That there were forms of sex that were good between a husband and wife and other...

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Jim and SharonChapter 2

Jim and I had been married young. I was a virgin when we crossed the threshold on our wedding night. I had been raised to be a 'good' girl... what ever that meant. My mother, whom I am still very close to had always drilled into my mind just what a good girl would or wouldn't do in all matters. Our first mother daughter talk had been her pretty much telling me that I would wait for marriage to have sex of any kind. That there were forms of sex that were good between a husband and wife and...

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Lucky Jim 3 Cajun and GatorChapter 20

“Dorothy Shaw, Director of the Lucky Jim Historical Society provided the first ‘official’ verification of the Lucky Jim credential,” The President continued. “Dorothy, are you still sure about your authentication?” Dorothy was next to Jim and stood up. “I am even surer today than I was the day I originally agreed that he was Lucky Jim. Before meeting him, I’d met with numerous claimants to the title Lucky Jim and none of them met the standard. When I met with Jim, he made no claim to the...

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Liz and Jim

Liz and Jim?Well, this certainly is an unusual welcome. ?Jim froze. Liz wasn’t due to be back for another 2 weeks. But now she was standing in the doorway right behind him with a big smirk on her beautiful face and a camera in her hand. The self-perceived color of Jim’s face changed from its slightly flushed red of sexual arousal to all the whiter shades of pale and finally dark crimson within seconds because of the unexpected predicament he found himself in. ?What a nice view. I would never...

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Jim The Cuckold Ch2

Dana arrived home well before Jim and quickly fell asleep. It had been years since she'd been sexually satisfied like she just had been. Perhaps, she pondered as she drifted off, the experience that night may have been the most satisfying of her whole life! *********************************************************** Jim drove home after his shower and went over what had transpired that night in his head. He got so horny thinking about Dana being fucked by Kyle, that he had to pull over and jerk...

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Jim goes for a checkup and the nurses check him out

There Jim sat in the waiting room. Thumbing through magazines and waiting for the nurse to come get him. It had been at least 10 years since his last physical and he was due. This was an unusual looking clinic he thought to himself. Very modern looking with yellow spongy textured walls and bluish latex couches. The magazine selection contained older FHM’s and Maxim’s; kind of odd for a waiting room but Jim wasn’t about to complain. It was an early Saturday morning and the...

1 year ago
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Being Jim Ch6 Lessons of Life pt3

Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven of many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, one of many, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim Ch.6 Lessons of Life By Frodov This story is based entirely on true experiences from...

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