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The Chronicles of Abby: Davis Having His First Fun with Abby(Abby’s Perspective).Synopsis: This is a direct sequel to PART 4 - Went for Davis's Class with Just Panties Underneath After a week, the results for the test were finally out. Abby was sitting at the second front row desk, eager to know her result, hoping that she’ll make it to the top 5 top scorers so that she’ll be able to get the prize, a new gaming device that she really wanted to get her hands on it. Davis, her teacher announced...
Claire and Abby were good friends of mine. In our fifth year at school we would spend a lot of time hanging out between exams and study periods. Sometimes it would just be me and Claire, Abby and I were friends but she was always a little shy and didn’t really spend time with me if Claire wasn’t around. That suited me fine though, Claire was fun to be with and when we were on our own we usually ended up exploring each other. We were never boyfriend and girlfriend but we had this kind of...
It had been a couple of years since the Meyers had moved in next door to me – Jim, Karen, and their teenaged daughter, Abigail. They were decent, friendly folks, for the most part. After the blizzard last winter, Jim and Abby had taken pity on their older neighbor and helped me shovel out my driveway. In return, when they bought their daughter her first car, an old Honda Civic, I helped Jim fix it up when it broke down a few months later.All of us worked at Clinton State University. Karen and I...
Mature1. Abby wiped the steam from her mirror. A Britney Spears hit blared from her cell phone, bouncing off the bathroom walls. Abby sang along into her hairbrush, biting her lip and shimmying her shoulders, whipping her wet hair from side to side, twisting her hips to the floor and back. Then the phone rang, interrupting her first private concert in her brand new apartment. She checked the caller ID and took a deep breath before answering. ‘Hi, Mom…’ She let her towel fall to the floor and...
0042 Milking Machine Abby (Repost)Abby had her sweet little tongue buried inside a tight hole... her tongue tip alternately thrusting and spinning in circles. The taste and smell of warm honey flooded her mouth and nose. Her hands were sliding loose skin up and down a large shaft, milking it. The staff throbbed so hard it seemed to quiver. Vibrations from the special seat she was straddling sent shock waves all the way to her cute toes. Abby and her dad both panted. They both felt so...
Chapter 1 I saw her again....walking the two beautiful animals, the male was a Bouvier des Flanders and the female was a boxer...and her...she was beautiful. She had that innocent look to her...young, shoulder length blonde hair flowing gently in the breeze. She had that "girl next door" look. In fact, she was my neighbor and while we didn't know each other well, I'd said "Hello" to Abby several times when we see each other outside. Man, she was hot. As I worked in my yard she...
Im still not sure why I agreed to it. A friend of mine who is a biker persuaded me to take a half day off work to go to a bike event and show. I can neither ride one, understand anything about them and nor do I wish too! The event was local and in fairness he agreed to drive so I could at least enjoy a pint at a noted local pub on the way home. That may go some way to compensating me for the loss of a few hours, never to be seen again!Somehow I managed to lose Karl though my suspicion is that...
His hand was poised to knock for the first time when the trailer door opened. Abby stood there smiling at him, her perky breasts pushed against the Grateful Dead T-shirt she wore. "Come on in," Abby said. "Take a load off. I happened to see you getting out of the 'vette." Warren entered the trailer, bending even though it wasn't necessary. His piercing brown eyes digested everything about her. He was trying to disguise the hunger within him, but it would have been evident to the most...
This happened long ago-early seventies. I was about to start my final year of high school and I went to my family doctor to get a note to play football. Back then we just needed a note saying we were good. Doctor Harris was my doctor and had been forever. He was in his early seventies. He loved watching our high school football games and was excited to see me play this season. I was good, and he thought I was the best. Doc gave me the note with out even looking at me. Then like he was one of...
It started completely by accident. I was walking from the garage through the kitchen and on my way to the bathroom and as I passed by my older sister Abby who happened to be bent over moving her clothes from the washer and into the dryer, for no reason at all and with no premeditation, I smacked her big ass. However, my hand didn't land on either cheek; it landed almost perfectly in the middle. Abby emitted an 'Ooof' and as she was straightening up quickly, she bumped the back of her...
You never know who your friends really are until you give them a chance to take advantage of you. Abby and I had been married a little over ten years and it had been a great ten. The two of us always seemed to be on the same page no matter what we did. It was almost as if we could read each other's minds over a distance. An example: One morning I was getting ready to go to work and I noticed that I need new underwear. I made a mental note to pick up some the next time I went to the store....
It had been a busy week and I was glad that Friday was upon us, Lisa was working so I did my chores and was gathering up the laundry (always a favourite task) to get up to date, Lisa had been away for a few days and brought back some interesting items, her panties smelt good as always and a few cum stains always added to the mix. I put a wash on and decided to have a lay down on the sofa, it was warm so I was just in my old boxers.It was just after 3pm and Lisa wouldn’t be home until about 6 so...
Short Stories for Slave abby A Long Wait for Slave abby There is a hole in the ground, a narrow hole about 3ft deep. At the top of the hole there is a winding mechanism, attached to a firm metalplate, which is in turn securely fastened to the ground. Slave abby is standing nearby. She is dressed in a 1-piece rubber suit thatcovers her from her neck to her feet. She wears a collar around her neck, andthe zipper of the suit is padlocked to the collar, which is itself padlockedshut. There is...
September, 2046 19 years later “And um, well, Abby, that’s pretty much it. That’s how your mother and I met, and ended up together, and got married,” I said. I glanced over worriedly at Riley, wondering if we’d said too much to Abby, wondering if her 14-year-old mind was mature enough to handle it. “Ohmygod, Mom,” Abby finally blurted. “You were 15?!? I can’t believe it. And I can’t believe Grampa and Grandma knew all about it!” Over the years, Riley and I had talked, in theoretical...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and it contains themes not suitable for everyone, if you don’t like Rape, bondage kidnaping and exploiting then do no continue. This is my first attempt at writing and I do appreciate positive feedback. Also do note I have dyslexia and so there is a great chance I missed spelling and grammatical errors. Abby Snow is a girl I met online when I was attending my freshman year at RDC, her profile said she was 18 and we started chatting. Though I am...
Summer break from my junior year at college meant heading up to the mountains with my family. My mother, father, and my mother's sister Abby, crowded into our pickup dragging a fifth wheel motor home up the Colorado Rockies. We camped on a high plateau for three weeks of outdoor adventure. We started off from New Orleans in the morning and we figured to arrive in the early morning hours of the next day. We were one fewer than last year. Uncle Al had run off with his secretary and left my Aunt...
I looked down into the empty glass in my hand and pondered pouring myself another shot of scotch, but then thought better of it. The only thing another shot would accomplish would be finding myself still in this chair in the morning with a hangover and feeling sorry for myself. Besides, that was something Abby, my daughter had woken up far too many times since The Cunt, my ex-wife, left. She’d run off with some old rich guy two years ago and never looked back. Somewhat reluctantly I got up from...
Dear Abby, When I was younger, a lot younger, I was really stupid. I used drugs and eventually became a prostitute to feed my drug habit. During that period of my life I had so little self esteem that I allowed men (and women) to do what they wanted with me as long as they gave me the money I needed for my next fix. I ran around on my husband, got pregnant twice and had two abortions, the last of which ended in my getting a hysterectomy. It started out as a lot of fun. Several boys that I...
There are beautiful women all over the world that like to fool around, not just in our neighborhood here in Dubuque. I met a woman online from Germany that, like me, has had a sexual awakening lately. Abby is a lovely red-haired woman, just a few years younger than myself. Her husband passed away two years ago, and she's been turning to younger men for comfort. I can see where she would be attractive to men or women of any age. She has a killer tight body with small pert breasts that look...
It's shaping up to be one of your lamest spring breaks ever, in that your parents are letting you do exactly jack and shit for fun, even though you're eighteen now and it's your senior year and you have a good track record for being responsible enough to keep out of trouble. But your mom is convinced that to let her teenage daughter go on a spring break trip with friends is the virtual equivalent of buying her a one way ticket to a porn studio. She knows all about "the kind of awful things that...
IncestI am in my first year at college and live in the dorms on campus. I couldn't afford anything else. In my history class was a very beautiful girl named Audrey. She was a sophomore about 5'10", 115 lbs, dark hair, with a kinda Italian look to her. She had an incredible body with really nice tits which she proudly displayed by wearing low cut blouses. She always had groups of good-looking guys and girls trying to sit next to her in class. Audrey knew she was good looking. Someone...
Dear Abby, I am a 44 year old woman and I will have been married to my husband for 25 years this coming Thursday. I love my husband dearly, but I have kept a secret (actually two of them) from him for our entire marriage. My husband and I dated for about three years and we were due to be married. Although we did make love it wasn't a regular thing. I had waited until he proposed before I gave up my virginity, but he worked out of town a lot and we both still lived with our parents so there...
When the plane landed in Cleveland, my Blackberry had five new voice messages and two e-mails. I assumed they were from Alix then much to my surprise discovered they were all from Tabitha. The situation was simple enough, but disappointing. There'd been an emergency with Tabby's daughter Sierra. Instead of picking me up at the airport, Tabby asked me to either stay the night in Cleveland or to drive to Warren on my own. I drove to William Mckinley's home town. I tried to call Tabby back,...
The Taking of TabbyChapter OneOver the last couple of years, I had been exploring the sexual side of my personality. What did I like? Who did I want to be? As a happily married woman, the ?straight? side of my sex life was good. We’d always enjoyed each other and loved to play together. We’d even tried some ?not so normal? things. Had a three-some with a male friend ? explored the ?darker? sides of sex ? even some gender swapping. Most with great success. But there had always been a...
I suppose I better get it right out up front here that my intent from the beginning was to seduce my young niece. As far back as when she was ten or so, the youngster was always flirting mischievously with me. Even then, Gabby was as cute as a whip; and over the next couple of years her feminine attributes truly began to blossom, so that by the time she was 14, and this story took place, Gabby was quite breathtaking. Her boobs were already in the 32-34 range and unless I missed the mark, she...
It was winter, during our mid year varsity exams when Gabby invited me over to her place the friday night. Her parents went away for the weekend, leaving her home alone. During the stressfull time of exams I was rather happy to go have a night out to rest the mind before my final exam on the Thursday. I arrived by Gabby about 4pm the Friday afternoon with an over night bag some meat and a bottle of whiskey. As i got out the car, she greeted me with a warm kiss, welcoming me in. In we went to...
It had been a very long, boring day. I was a woman in a man’s world, in an unfamiliar city, working with people I’d never met before, discussing things we weren’t sure were going to happen. And this was going to last the whole week. Sighing, I stood outside the building, waiting for the cab to come take me to my hotel. I was not looking forward to the rest of the week. Finally, the cab from the company I had called pulled up in front. I was kind of surprised to notice...
Want to have a little fun with this? Before you read it, use your 'Replace' function in your Word Processor to replace "Charles" with your (masculine) name. Replace "Monica" with the name of your favorite domme - then replace "Janis" with another domme name that you like. (Don't forget, use the 'all locations' option!) Hope you enjoy the consequences. Bea Dear Charles By Bea Charles darling? What on earth took you so long in answering the door? That was...
Introduction Many readers may be unaware that Stepdaddy's blog consists primarily of my "Dear Stepdaddy" advice column, a sort of hebephilic Ann Landers, if you will. Of course, these are all just fantasies, mine and my correspondents'. Here at year end, 2011, I am compiling this year's collection into the first of what I hope will be many "annuals". These have been edited lightly, and in particular some numbers have been corrected. At the end of this work, please join me again to...
Dear CliticalMFmm/f, Mast, Humil, WS, NC, Inc, BD, Voy, Tease, Orgasm denial.A teenage girl writes to Clitical, a 'female masturbation methods' forum, regarding her own experiences and their recent consequences. ----- Chapter 1 -----Dear Clitical,Hello! I've been reading your forum on female masturbation, which is very interesting. I'm writing now to tell you about my own experiences, and ah... recent developments. It will be a rather long essay I'm afraid, because for reasons you'll see later...
Introduction As many readers know, Stepdaddy's blog consists primarily of the "Dear Stepdaddy" advice column, a sort of hebephilic Ann Landers, if you will. Of course, these are all just the fantasies of my correspondents, and my fictionalized responses. This collection takes its place as the second Annual of these letters, the second of what I hope will be many more in the years to come. However, that depends upon you. Please send me your "fictionalized" letters, to fuel the flame in...
This story is papers taken out of Heather’s diary. It is a prequel to: (A Phone Call: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-phone-call-603190). You can read the two stories in any order you like._________________________________________________________________Dear diary,Today was my father’s funeral. I’m so sad that he left us. I can’t believe that we lost him suddenly like that! He was caring, tender, and kind. He was the best dad and the best man I’ve ever seen or heard about. How did he work as a...
Synopsis: This could be fiction, There are sections that dwell on sexual domination; By my definition a joyous state of mind, should you disagree with my perspective, by all means go elsewhere and DON'T READ ON !! Dear Diary - ForwardMy name is Danial Martin, Dan. How we got here is and isn't really all that complicated, think of it as a some what normal evolution of events, more than a social experiment, but it's more something I just stumbled into perhaps, or was I cleverly led,...
Dear Stepdaddy, I'm in eighth grade and now I got a problem. It was all fine until last summer when Mom married Roy, my new stepdad. No, it ain't what you think, Roy's not fucking me. Though I know my age's not bothering him, since he is screwing my friend Tabby. He doesn't know I know, but her and I tell each other everything. The problem with Roy is that he makes me get good grades. Mom never cared much, but Bob says if I don't get good grades, he's gonna make me go to summer school...
1 April 2021 Ms Cum GirlCum CottageLower Snatch DrippingCunnyshire Dear Ms CumIt has been brought to our attention here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' that the saddo website you're so fond of frequenting is hosting an international competition, and that as a saddo of minor repute and standing we expect you to fly the flag for this Sceptred Isle. All of us here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' are rabid acolytes of the tousle-haired cockwomble and sport huge, throbbing,...
Fetish1 April 2021 Ms Cum GirlCum CottageLower Snatch DrippingCunnyshire Dear Ms CumIt has been brought to our attention here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' that the saddo website you're so fond of frequenting is hosting an international competition, and that as a saddo of minor repute and standing we expect you to fly the flag for this Sceptred Isle. All of us here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' are rabid acolytes of the tousle-haired cockwomble and sport huge, throbbing,...
Gay MaleDear Kiki, I've heard that you often give advice to people with sex-type problems, and that you can be really wild and uninhibited sometimes, so I thought you'd be ideal to help me with my husband Gerald. We've only been married for a few months, and yes, I know Newlyweds have to go through a Period of Adjustment, but I really don't see how I'm going to work this out without some Expert Advice! Gerald's nice-looking, in 'a sort of soft, boyish way, but I must admit that what really...
DEAR DIARY I awoke on the filthy mattress and looked around the darkened room. The dim glow of the street light peaking thru the dirty slats on the windows blinds. The quick moving hoards of cock roaches skittering across the thread bare carpet. Sitting up I realized what had happened last night. There were bruises and ugly raised welts all over my aching body. My tits were in terrible pain with dried blood...
Sun 10/17/04 I feel foolish writing in this book. I've never kept a diary before. I don't even like the word "diary". It is a silly word. A child's word. I think I made a new friend a little over a week ago. His name is Ricky. I am writing this on his advice. He says it will help me cope with my emerging feelings. So, here I am, trying out his advice. It can't hurt, right? Okay then, here it is. These first entries will be very long Dear Diary. So many new sensations, longings,...
This story and all it contents and names are fictional.January 1st.Dear diary,This is my first diary entry ever, so I suppose I better tell you about myself. My name is Ashley, I'm 19 years old. I have long blonde hair with blue eyes. I think of myself as a very attractive girl. I like to stand in front my full length mirror and admire my naked body and of course play wife myself, I love looking at my pussy when I orgasm, sometimes my juices even spray on the mirror, I lick all my juices off my...
IncestDec 3 2015 Dear Diary, I love my FB friend, but I’m afraid, I’m married and he’s seven years younger. It’s hard to believe how soon everything happened, seems as if yesterday that Ajay sent me a friend request on Facebook and started chatting with me. In no time we became close, I shared my joys and sorrows with him and he did the same. This brought us so close in a year’s time that he got some courage to propose me. And even though I told him no and tried to make excuses like age and me being...
I awoke on the filthy mattress and looked around the darkened room. The dim glow of the street light peaking thru the dirty slats on the windows blinds. The quick moving hoards of cock roaches skittering across the thread bare carpet. Sitting up I realized what had happened last night. There were bruises and ugly raised welts all over my aching body. My tits were in terrible pain with dried blood caked around my raw nipples. Sitting up on the bed I became dizzy and peered about looking for...
Dear Cum Lush,My really hot wife recently fell down the stairs and the police couldn’t prove it wasn’t an accident, so that’s good. Anyway, she bonked her head and now she thinks she’s sixteen.The sex has been fantastic, although I think her mind is still degrading, because we’ve gone from, “are your parents home,” to “is your wife home,” to “is Mom home” and she keeps shouting, “Oh, Daddy,” which is kind of hot, except for when one of the neighbors called Child Protective Services.My question...
Wife LoversSeptember 1 Dear Diary, First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Becky Ford and I can't believe I started my last year of high school today! I learned that there are over 600 students in my class, and over 2400 in the whole school, I doubt I'll ever get to know all of them, I just hope to recognize a few of them!!! They said that the senior year is the easiest one of all, I don't believe it!!! My locker mate seems nice enough, but we don't have any classes together, so I only see her a...
EroticI think we can all heave a huge and much-needed sigh of relief at the knowledge that we've all nearly reached the end and there isn't much more of this shit. So, splash yourself out a glass of pink poison, give it a little swirl in the glass so it refracts the light, and then chuck it down your throat not letting it touch the sides on its way down. Just consider it a medicinal necessity. And with that, let's go 'to the letter'. Dear Crumbs in the bed Girl,I am fucking a "hot wife" almost every...
Wife LoversHe knew he was really trespassing by reading her diary, but he couldn’t help it. He was astounded at what he found in there, written only this week, too. “Dear Diary, I got a carrot from the fridge and peeled it smooth this evening. I felt so naughty! I brought it upstairs tonight and tried to break my hated hymen with it, but when I got in my hand and started rubbing on myself down there, it was just too gross, and I had to stop. Then I was too embarrassed to bring it back...
In the wash of new light, Tristy sat in a boring lesson. Yawn."Waverly, Waverly, Waverly," Tristy sang to herself in a daze. Oh, with Tristy and her dear Waverly currently walls apart, Tristy longed for her girlfriend's presence. With her hands on her cheeks, her elbows on the desk, Tristy rocked her head from side to side as she dreamt of her dear Waverly."Tristy, focus!" Michelle, the Arts Professor, snapped at a dreaming Tristy in order to wake her up. "You won't get anywhere by...
LesbianDear Judge, Now I was supposed to write you this and explain how come the woman I accidentally did was not illegally done after all. What she was turned out to be the party of the first part of the party. I been told I was supposed to use legal words because that is what the defrocked lawyer that went to a mail order law school and has a real diploma and everything and is in...
Pushing the food around my plate, hardly satisfied, I am hungry, starved indeed. But unable to taste a morsel. It’s only been a week, yet the days seem to go by like years, waiting. ‘I hope he can write soon,’ thinking to myself, looking over the dessert trolly parked all too close to my corner table. The stout waitress, hovering over me asking, ‘Would you care for anything from trolly dear?’ ‘I’m sorry, did you say something?’ I say eyeing the older, heavyset woman. ‘Yes, would you like...
Dear Kiki, My name is Bob, and I've never written to you before, but I understand you often give advice to people who find themselves in strange sexual situations, and I need your help with something. I've been seeing a girl named Lorna, and basically she's everything I ever looked for in a woman: Sweet, sexy, good-looking, athletic, and with a wild sense of humor! Maybe too wild! I first met Lorna on a camping outing with some mutual friends. All through the 4-day trip, she...
Dear Steven, I know you list your stories as PETTYBOX, but always think of you as Steven in my fantasies, so I will keep it that way. I first read your Steven "Sig" Grayson stories when I was away from my home. I work in sales and spend 2 or 3 nights a week away and I began getting horny almost the first night I spent in a hotel away and alone. I love your perspective and style of erotic writing only because you don't get off the path of reality. Everything is feasible, where so many other...
Dear Atnas, Please Make Me A Girl A little boy writes to a magical spirit about his wish to become a girl. Again when he's older, and again after he becomes a man, and... 1. (From the bedroom of Nick Walters, aged 7) dear atnas please make me a girl my name is nicholas andrew walters i am in elemntree school i am a boy i want to be a girl mommy says you are a magik and i should write eltters to you in the tree and you will grant my wish i want to be a girl they are pretty and have...
Dear Mom and Dad: Well, by now you'll have been notified long ago, but this message will confirm it: your little girls were picked up a month ago. Just like you told us to do, we both went to try to get a sponsor. Tiffany's sponsor is some guy with a 7.4 CAP score. She's with her best friend Katie and some couple with two kids about eight and ten. My sponsor is Gerry, a really nice guy with a 6.8 CAP score who is going to be doing Technical Analysis of the Swarm's stuff. My sister...
We had Alyssa sideways on her bed with her head hanging over and Chris steadily and easily face fucked her. Her face was a mess with cum drool and saliva dripping down her face. Or was it up her face since she was upside down? It looked fun. From the other side of the bed, I just deposited a good cum load in Alyssa’s ass. It was a good way to start fun with Alyssa. “Hello?” a strange voice said. I jumped and turned toward the voice. It was a girl with shoulder length blonde hair. It was...
It didn't begin as a torrid affair. At first, we were just two friends, each with long-term partners. We came together organically through little things: rock climbing, our love of literature and the arts — our arrogant, sly shared sense of humour.The subtlest of inuendos, the dawning of what was happening beneath the veneer of constructed lies, our social selves. Before I consciously admitted I wanted to fuck Cora, I would dream about her, waking in the early hours with my iron-rod-of-a-cock...
AnalThe other night, after our exchange of e-mails, I asked my daughter Beth if she ever thought about sex. She said, in typical teen fashion, "Mo-om!!!" But then she admitted that she had become interested in her developing body and had played with herself a little bit. I asked if she would mind showing me her body, and she giggled, but eventually lifted up her t-shirt and let me see her young breasts. They are still cone shaped and pointy at the tips. . .a lovely mouthful to be sure. I got...
(Of course, everyone here is over 18. He was 22. I was 21. So, it’s okay to talk about sex. He agreed to share these letters we saved with you.) * Dear Boyfriend, Don’t think because I don’t use your name that I’m recycling this letter. I have only one boyfriend, you, and I know your name. I said it in your ear last night, just before I bit your earlobe when you made me come. Thank you, BTW. Also, I think it was a good idea that we adopted the rule that we thank each other when we give...
Dear Diary, Hello again. This is Reena. The mom. Hope your tummy is being filled enough with my family’s regular entries. At first, I had to force my daughters to write down their sex stories. They were not interested at all in the beginning. My elder baby Sindhu was shy to even think about the idea. Now, the tables have turned. They are more than willing to update each and every experience they have had. I couldn’t be more proud. Prakash was so happy seeing his daughters making their foray...