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I did not write this story this is a real first time story My first time was at high school, I joined the swim team and very quickly made friends with a girl my same age by the name of Sarah, she was a fantastic swimmer and had a beautifully developed body and I used to look longingly after her, because I was kind of skinny then and thought that she was so much more womanly than me. I was with Sarah in the change room one afternoon after swimming comps and just by chance all the other girls...
I did not write this story this is a real first time storyMy first time was at high school, I joined the swim team and very quickly made friends with a girl my same age by the name of Sarah, she was a fantastic swimmer and had a beautifully developed body and I used to look longingly after her, because I was kind of skinny then and thought that she was so much more womanly than me.I was with Sarah in the change room one afternoon after swimming comps and just by chance all the other girls had...
The year I turned twenty-three didn’t start out very well at all. First off, I lost my job, and the reason they gave me was that I just wasn’t performing well enough. That kind of thing is always hard to take. Then, to round things off, my girlfriend dumped me. She told me that losing my job was the last straw, and she was sick of playing second fiddle to my inferiority complex, even though I never knew I had one, until she told me about it. I still think she was exaggerating. So, there I was,...
It was a cold and rainy morning, Kayla was walking to school with her head down as she walked past a group of other pupils. She was a young girl who just turned sixteen, she was like most 16 year old girls really, fun and outgoing. But she was quite shy when she was alone with other crowds. Kayla had long blonde hair and nice blue eyes and a slim figure. She had no problem with getting a boyfriend, however was she didn’t want one. Kayla never found boys attractive at all, she was more...
Mirror Image Belladonna [Author's Note: Somewhat inspired by a number of episodes of the Twilight Zone] 'This is torture,' John thought to himself with a shake of his head as he walked through the ladies' section of the department store. He watched the women ignoring his presence while they perused the racks of various garments. John wished that he could have such freedom, but he knew that it was never to be. He was destined to be a repressed cross-dresser for the rest...
Hi everyone, This story is a little different to my other ones in that it's not overtly sexual. It has more of an autobiographical feel to it - the story came out fully formed in one session when I was going through a bad patch. The main character Tim is obviously based on myself and how I felt in school. Other situations are based on parts of the Matrix movie, how I would like technology to progress, and also how I would have liked to have changed some of the decisions I made back...
THE RIGHT IMAGE by Throne "I'm damn glad you're here," Edward Finn said to his lawyer. "My wife and my financial manager don't have half a brain between them." He eyed his lawyer critically. "And you're not much better." "I understand how you feel," Martin Lane told him, not reacting to the insult. "This hasn't been easy, with all the charges the state has brought against you. But I have a plan. It's all based on how we make them see you." "I hope this isn't some stupid...
The Image By Paul Jutras Darien and Denise had chosen to go to Florida for St. Valentine Day. They were always looking for new places and ways to make love to each other. That was how their problems were about to begin. They noticed a swimsuit shop among the pier shops and decided to stop in. Almost like magic, the inside of the store was like warehouse compared to the small looking outside. They couldn't believe in the space filled with swimsuit racks and mannequins displaying...
BODY IMAGE by Monika Ikon "Sit down Mona. We have to talk." He had heard those two tiny sentences more than a few times in the last several weeks. Every time he did he felt a strange queasiness in the pit of his stomach. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not refuse. He walked over to the couch across from the chair where Kathleen was already sitting and sat down. He sat at the very edge of the couch, crossed one smooth leg over the other and folded his hands over his...
Day 1 - The first meeting.It was the most extraordinary experience. A chance encounter to beat ALL chance encounters!I was in a bar in Soho, the place was buzzing and the music was excellent. I wove my way through the crowds to the Ladies and headed for a cubicle. A quick wee and I was back out again to wash my hands and freshen my makeup.I was searching for my lippie in my bag as I approached the mirror I looked up and there were TWO of me!A girl was leaning forward to examine her face more...
LesbianYour thoughts keep returning to him as the warm steamy water of your bath relaxes your body. How his eyes smile at you, the warmth of his embrace, the firmness of his body, always brings a flush to your skin. You feel a tingling sensation as you rub the sudsy washcloth over your skin slowly. You smile as you ponder why certain parts of your body get so much cleaner than others. You lift the chain of the drain plug with your toe letting the water retreat, and watch as your body slowly emerges...
In the Stripper's Image by Elrod W This has to be one of the most bizarre tales you've ever heard. I know that I wouldn't have believed it if it hadn't happened to me. I'm Jack Griffon. Or rather, I was Jack Griffon. Now? Well, that's what the story is about. It all started one night about three months ago.... I grabbed my jacket from the closet. Angrily, I stomped across the kitchen. "I'm going out," I snarled. Betty, my live-in girlfriend, just sat at the table,...
Your thoughts keep returning to him as the warm steamy water of your bath relaxes your body. How his eyes smile at you, the warmth of his embrace, the firmness of his body, always brings a flush to your skin. You feel a tingling sensation as you rub the sudsy washcloth over your skin slowly. You smile as you ponder why certain parts of your body get so much cleaner than others. You lift the chain of the drain plug with your toe letting the water retreat, and watch as your body slowly emerges...
MasturbationBroken Image By Nuuan Robert Hatt, more commonly known as Bob to the other migrant workers, plopped down heavily on one of the benches of the stained and faded portable camp table. A rusty Green pick up behind him, paint faded and worn so much that the primer underneath could be seen in places where the sun could do the most damage. The bed of the old truck held a once white aluminum camper, the paint oxidized to the point that it appeared more like a chalk that could be easily wiped...
I went off to my studio, having snagged a quick shower and a much-needed change of clothes. You, Nicole, had laughingly offered to wash my body, but I just give you a peck on the cheek. Right before I left, I pull you to me, one hand around your waist, the other sliding under your robe. Using that sexy bedroom voice, I request that you cum all over my fingers so I could smell you all day. What woman can resist a request like that? Of course you obliged and then spent all day imagining me...
Damn, old-school Image Fap! A man must sometimes take time to appreciate the classics. Mozart. Rembrandt. And photo gallery porn sites. Do you kids know that before high-speed internet came along, a man had to jerk off to pictures? Like out of a fucking magazine, a man’s jerk off material was either image files or waiting two fucking hours for a shitty minute video to download that you would replay twenty times while you took out your frustrations on your poor cock. Those videos were so fucking...
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Adult Image Hosting SitesKnowing the kind of naughty freak you are, I’m guessing you have a collection of adult images and hot memes you’ve collected when not fapping your small dick sore. Getting a free image hosting site to place your erotic stash should be your next step. Which is why today I’m the bearer of good news in the name of a free image hosting site; Image Twist. Even better, you get fucking paid according to the number of views your photos have garnered, which is as good an incentive for you to share some...
Adult Image Hosting SitesJudging by the name of Image Post, we could freely assume that they specialize in pornographic pictures, but we know that this isn't true. How? Well, make your way inside the page, and you will quickly find out that they post videos on their page as well. I mean, it's right there, underneath the home button. Not the videos...rather, they just say it themselves: "Yeah, we got a ton of videos too!". The page looks very simple, and your eyes surely aren't fooling you, it truly is simple. Let's...
Naked Girls GalleriesLauren and I waited for the cart to take us to the main building. She looked radiant. With the sea breeze, her hair now looked as if she’d stood in a stiff wind, instead of looking like she’d taken a stiff cock in the bum. The cool wind made her nipples poke jauntily through the sheer fabric of her bikini, and she definitely still smelled of fuck. The high heels made her ass tight, her bum muscles hard under my hand as I caressed her ass cheeks. I slid my fingers under her thong strap...
I am my brother’s only family, but I heard that his bride had six sisters, her Mom and step-Dad who were all coming down. They were renting a big oceanside condominium with multiple bedrooms and wanted me to stay in one of them. The condo complex was next to the Ritz. Business had been good, so rather than share a condo with a bunch of strangers I took a suite at the Ritz. It was pretty empty, so they gave me a steep discount. My room was on the top floor, with a concrete railing on the...
Thursday 13th August Nikki and Lauren discussed the idea of Lauren returning to Marlene’s for another session of photos. Nikki said she thought it sounded like fun, especially since Lauren had clearly enjoyed herself so much. She was also happy to go along with the story of Lauren staying at her house for the night - something that was not uncommon and therefore was unlikely to be discovered. Both girls knew that sometime Lauren would have to do the same for her, and that’s what friends were...
Sunday 30th August, 8am The car really did arrive at seven fifty in the morning. Lauren had hoped that it might fail to turn up so that they could say they tried, but go back to bed and enjoy a normal Sunday. Nikki said if it was late she would be really angry as she could have stayed in bed later. They had time for a cup of coffee and some toast before leaving a short message for her parents and gently closing the back door. Rebecca was sitting in the front passenger seat, clearly so...
ITS ALL ABOUT IMAGE A Power Broker Story. An entertainment for Adults only. By James Anderton. The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, do not read any further. ————————————————- Previous stories in the POWER BROKER Series are: A Crude Business The Ambassador’s wife Vengeance Ambition Also by James Anderton For Love of France ————————————————- PROLOGUE: AUTUMN 1987 –...
Matrix: Residual Self-Image By Lynn Lefey I walk from the stage, alive with the sound of eighty thousand cheering fans. I glisten with sweat from the exertion of the performance. I've done my two encores; I'm done for the evening. The backstage area is alive with life. Roadies, reporters, groupies, performers... and the last thing I expected to see. I gravitate to the man, painfully professional in his black suit. He has the short, immaculate haircut and dark glasses marking him...
Mirror Image By Cherysse St. Claire (c) 2004 Rachel Roberts was at the top of her game. At thirty-two, she had endured and survived the rigors of the feature circuit, made a pile of money through careful investments, and got out with her voluptuous body, sanity, and self-respect intact. Well, she hadn't got out completely. She still operated her web site, which would be a lucrative source of income for several years yet. Her fans still craved her, even...
His Mirror Imageby Dr Dorothy Strangelove T.L.C., C.P.,B&DPART ONE: My former lover we shall only call Damien. Of course that wasn't his real name it has been changed as has mine for obvious reasons. Of all the men who had come and gone in my life and contributed to my knowledge and understanding of true pleasure, he was the one, I had a lust for him that knew no end and felt for him the kind of love that could make or break my soul.We met in 1999 on a miserable rain-lashed night in October, I...
Thursday 23rd July Three days later, Lauren made the journey back to Kristal’s house on the bus, arriving at about two o’clock. She rang the doorbell and was interested to see that Kristal looked much smarter than she had last time, wearing tights or stockings, an ivory coloured skirt and white blouse with a small, matching ivory waistcoat buttoned down the middle. Her shoes looked like her mother’s which were made by Bally. Her long dark hair was pinned up, allowing a few strands to...
Lauren sighed; the feelings inside of her were overwhelming. She was afraid, not because of the feelings, for she did not know how to handle the feelings she was having. They were not new feelings, just stronger over the last couple of years. Her need grew day by day, her frustration overwhelmed here. She was prone to bouts of depression, a side effect of her feelings. Lauren was afraid to express those feelings to anyone, for fear of being rejected, for fear of being used. Her biggest fear...
"Very good, you two." said Maria, "that was great, well done. Have a rest and watch the next part of the show." She rose, revealing she wore knickers and the white bra. Lauren, in an attempt to be invisible, glanced back at the two youngsters, now cuddled up again together on the chair. She knew where Maria had gone, certain that she would return with the young girl who was meant to be in her protection. Lauren mentally shrugged. The girl wasn't a virgin and was more sexually active...
Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...
Porn Pictures SitesThe heat persisted throughout that week, making Lauren irritable and short tempered. She lacked sleep and if she had not been able to snooze during the day she would have been a wreck. Felix called on Friday afternoon just after lunch to say that he would have to work late that night, but would be able to take her out on Saturday afternoon. She agreed, looking forward to his company and a break from the boredom of the household routine. After the usual salad for tea, she lolled on the sofa...
Psst? I have a secret? Wanna know what it is!I've had a crush on my Uncle Robert for over 20 years.It all started when I turned 18 and he was 34.Let me tell you a little bit about myself. When I was 18, I was five foot four, blonde, and built pretty well. My measurements were 36c-28-35, a little hippy, but isn't that what boys needed to grab hold of when they're fucking you?I was the youngest of three k**s, with older twin brothers named Ethan and Evan. My mom and dad are Elizabeth and William...
Emma grew worse by the hour. She excused herself at about five o'clock, making for the warmth of their bedroom. Lauren looked in on her every couple of hours, noting that she slept continually, hardly moving from one visit to the next. Jamie went to bed at about eleven o'clock, leaving Lauren and Maria down in the lounge, chatting. Lauren was amused at how he had changed that day. Instead of being shy and awkward around both herself and Maria, he was confident, almost cocky, and Lauren felt...
Lauren waded through her schoolbooks that were lying on her bedroom floor, kicking the algebra textbook through the open window. She gave herself top marks for accuracy and floated into bed, kissing her teddy bears goodnight as the light turned itself off and the passengers pulled away from the train. Jim waved to her from the platform and she smiled. The passengers returned a few moments later, knocking on her bedroom door. She pulled the covers to her chin and grimaced as the banging...
Lauren realised two things when she woke the following morning. Firstly that Emma hadn't had her medicine the night before and that she had made love to her brother while using the ointment inside her. Neither of the thoughts cheered her up, but she determined that after Elizabeth and Gustav departed she would make sure that Emma had another dose of the slimy stuff to get her back on the road to recovery. She swung out of bed and showered in her bathroom. It was before eight o'clock, which...
Wednesday 5th August Lauren naturally spent the early part of the week bringing Nikki up to date with her exploits at the studio, revealing more and more of the details as Nikki subjected her to relentless questioning. In fact, by the end of Tuesday, Nikki said that the afternoon sounded like a story of fairy-tale romance; Champagne, bright lights and beautiful people. However, Lauren’s narrative was enough to provide Nikki with a graphic picture of the afternoon and a noticeable damp spot...
Hey, guys, it’s been a while, for those of you who don’t know me go check out my stories. So I have been busy trying to finish off my education and get a job and just somewhat sorted now but that is enough about me. This is the pilgrimage continuation with my cousin sister Namitha. I hope you guys enjoy for this is a rollercoaster love story. For context read the first story. Family Pilgrimage turns into sex mania with smoking hot cousin sister I felt my heart drop as I walked away from her,...
IncestLauren woke to find herself being shaken by the woman while Emma and Jamie looked down at her. "Wakey wakey, we're here. Follow me and I'll find out which rooms you three can have." She disappeared round the side of the truck, Jamie closely behind. Lauren swung off the back and landed hard on the ground, her limbs tight and aching. "Ow, shit!" she moaned. Looking up to find a target for her wrath, she discovered she was in the grounds of a wonderfully old house. Huge, grey flag stones...
Saturday 22nd August, 11am Maurice Gisal drove very carefully round the hairpin bends that led from the valley up towards AnneMarie’s village, even though he had been up there many times in all seasons. On the back seat was a small suitcase containing every conceivable piece of clothing that Lauren might require during some emergency, plus her overnight things in case she had to stay, plus makeup, a present, camera, spare film and her Cookie Monster dressing gown which was again pressed into...
"Can i stop yours tonight?" asked Lauren "Yeah sure, my parents are away" replied Jess "Great i'll see you about 6?" said Lauren "Yeah but i hope you don't mind Katies stopping the night too." said Jess "Thats fine, see you later" said Lauren 6 o clock came. The doorbell rang. Lauren was greeted by Jess and Katie, who were giggling and stumbling around. "Your drunk" said Lauren, hardly shocked. "Yeah, grab a drink" said Jess, filled with enthusiasm. Jess' mum had left the alcohol cupboard...
LesbianChapter 1 They'd both already started into the budding of early adolescence. They had started shooting up in physical height, their bodies had started to show more roundedness and their faces showed more maturity and more female physical beauty as they became young women. Lauren had been the first of the two girlfriends to start showing some curves and the beginnings of young pubescent breasts sprouting on her chest. And as Lauren's budding tits had begun to push out against her blouse,...
"Lauren" Silence. "Lauren" echoed again, shaking. She opened her eyes, the morning light streaming through the window, dazzling her, silhouetting Maria. "Hey, wake up, here's coffee!" Lauren rolled onto her side, slowly recalling their love making the previous night. Her senses told her she was still naked, a distinctly unhealthy stickiness between her legs. "Oh, thanks. What time is it?" asked Lauren, avoiding her eyes. "About ten. Jamie's up already. Emma looks a lot better....
Saturday 25th July Two days later, Lauren’s parents announced that Grandma’s flat now had a useable spare room, and they would be spending the night to speed up the downstairs decorating. Their father once again ceremoniously loaded the car with tools, paint and now wallpaper, shouting good-bye up the stairs to the two children. Their mother fussed as usual, running through the instructions for heating their meals for the third time until she too wished them farewell. Mike suggested to...
- An old draft I found. I've clearly improved since then. Hope you still like it -Lauren's Dildo SessionLauren never got along with her two older sisters. Cindy and Maureen were three and five years older than her and treated Lauren as a millstone round their necks ever since. They never wanted to play with her when she was a toddler, and later on they never took Lauren along when they were out and about."You're embarrassing", they always picked on her. "You're a nuisance ... We don't want to...
Four days later, Jamie returned and the girls went to the station to collect him. The train was a respectable thirty-five minutes late, and he was clearly tired from the short but arduous journey. Lauren introduced herself and was delighted that Emma beamed at Jamie all the way back to the house. He was almost the same height as Lauren, not muscular but certainly no wimp. He also had blonde hair, darker than Emma's, cut conservatively like his father's. Lauren guessed that he had yet to...
"What about your story?" prompted Lauren. "Well, she's you know, put her hand down here..." He motioned down between his legs. "And held your willy?" asked Lauren. "Well, only through my jeans." Emma sat up, one leg flat on the sofa and the other at ninety degrees, affording an unrestricted view of her little knickers. Lauren realised that she sat like that perfectly innocently, unaware that she was arousing him with a display of provocation greater than anything he had seen in...
"Is everyone allright?" asked Jamie, a look concern moving through surprise into lust. "We heard noises." "It was us. We've been playing games. Talking about the weather." said Lauren. "Oh right. Much easier with your clothes off, eh?" They ventured into the room. "Well, what about you two? Reading a novel?" "Yes!" said Julie, laughing. She too seemed to have had too much wine as well, and mixed with the sun and Jamie's wandering hands, was in a giggly mood. She sat on the...
Saturday 11th July Nikki rang the doorbell to Lauren’s house at precisely 10 o’clock the next morning, to be greeted by Lauren’s mother, who informed her that Lauren was not yet up, but Nikki was welcome to take a cup of coffee up to her and throw her out of bed. Obligingly, Nikki made a cup of coffee and went upstairs. Lauren was curled up in bed, facing the window with the curtains still drawn. Nikki placed the coffee on the bedside table and pulled the curtains open, allowing the day’s...
The girls sat on the bed, still covered in the duvets. They looked slightly happier than a couple of hours ago, although had Nikki removed her covers, the wounds would have looked much worse with the dull bruising that had now set in. At just after one fifteen, they heard the door open above them followed by footsteps on the stairs into the reception area. Simone had changed her clothes and now wore what looked like a black silk kimono, embroidered along the lapels with oriental...
Lauren had no recollection of leaving the lounge, of being cut from the chair and taken to her bedroom with the ropes still tight around her wrists. She vaguely knew that Emma had bathed her while she lay on her stomach on the bed, dousing the raging heat in her buttocks and thighs with so many cold flannels that the bed was decidedly wet. Fortunately, Lauren was unable to see the blood that Emma squeezed out of the flannel with every trip to the bathroom. Lauren cried relentlessly, sobbing...
During the morning, Lauren spent her time either avoiding Maria or looking at her watch, counting the minutes before four o'clock. Maria had carefully laid out some juvenile clothing for the girls - pale yellow floral print dresses with large white buttons down the front. Lauren held hers against her body and grimaced. Five years ago she could have worn it in mid-summer, but her tastes had moved on. But her dismay was tempered by the fact that Maria had delivered thin, almost see-though...
Saturday 8th August On Saturday morning, the whole family trooped round to the Renzer’s house, knocked on the side gate and went through to the back garden singing `yoo-hoo’. Claude Renzer came through the large sunroom and out onto the patio to welcome them warmly. He was a tall man, thin with greying hair, and certainly older than Maurice Gisal. Celestine Renzer, who joined him almost immediately, looked radiant, almost too well, petite to the extent of being dwarfed by her husband. Lauren...
The replacement of the police force in the north had been a bad move. The Nationalists had interpreted it as an undercover method of replacing the locally elected authority with soldiers who would do the government's dirty work. Students in the university towns of the north went on strike, and found some sympathy with those in the capital. Their demands escalated from the reinstatement of the police to better pay for state employees, a shorter working week and a minimum wage. The television...
Lauren let all the information sink in and floated to her room. She couldn't remember what he looked like, except that he needed a wash. She wondered what she would wear for tomorrow's lunch. Searching through her cupboards made her miserable - she had either T-shirts and her bikini, or jeans and sweaters. Nothing much in between. She thought for a moment and decided that she might drag Emma down to the clothes shop again and buy a couple of things. She glanced across the corridor into...
For the first time in many years, Lauren saw the sun rise. The great yellow orb pushed into the sky lazily, greeting her with a warmth and welcome that she found almost endearing. It was seven o'clock, and time to wake Emma, who would keep her company on the way to the airport. She knew they were both tired having spent a long evening clearing out the spare room of all the stored food and pushing it into the garage, but the journey might wake them up and she was so excited to think that...
Lauren woke just after eight o'clock, alone and rested. She stretched lazily over to the light by her bed and flicked the switch. She looked at the mess of clothing on the floor. A few months ago she might have groaned inwardly as she recollected their activities but that morning a smile spread across her lips as she replayed the action and sensed again the sensuous and outrageous loving they had enjoyed. Her skirt and bra lay by the door, unceremoniously tossed away in the heat of the...