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From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Langdon Beech-Thorndyke III was 'a catch.' Mother and Father thought that he would be a perfect match for me. He was twenty three and I was fifteen. My parents hoped that we would become betrothed that summer and then a grandiose wedding would follow in three years after I turned eighteen. This was my sister's summer, though. Miranda would be married in August to a Vanderbilt cousin who she barely knew. The opulent affair...
For the most part these impromptu events are soon enough overcome and forgotten. However, very occasionally individuals feelings can outweigh events and an instance such as this occurs below. I have an idea this particular story will have limited appeal, but I felt it worthwhile to run with it anyway. Do remember, this is a work of fiction, written firstly for my own enjoyment, and submitted for what I hope will be the readers enjoyment. Again, please feel free to leave constructive...
E-MAIL An attractive female executive’s company vacation turns into a nightmare as she pays the price for her indiscretions. Guided by the e-mails of her computer, she’s forced into the realm of BDSM activities or be exposed and humiliated, to lose everything. CHAPTER ONE It’s the final night wrapping up her long anticipated vacation awarded to her by her company for her outstanding accomplishments, her announced upcoming promotion to vice-president in charge of the entire eastern...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Beauty comes from pain, Louisa. A proper young woman does not present herself unless she is properly coiffed, properly made-up, properly attired and wearing the proper accoutrements. That, Louisa, is what 'proper' means." Of course, I tried to argue. That is, after all, what an adolescent is supposed to do, but my mother would just purse her lips, shake her head in disgust and repeat that one sentence that she spoke most frequently...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper of New York and Newport' ~ "The day of Miranda's wedding was cloudy and overcast, so perhaps Aunt Ada had been correct. Perhaps God would not waste a beautiful day on a wedding that would lead to a loveless marriage. Instead of using the vast tents that had been erected on the lawns at Golden Bluffs, everything was moved into our grand ballroom, which was large, but could not accommodate everyone who'd been invited. So, tables were also...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "The week prior to Miranda's wedding was a hectic and crowded one at Golden Bluffs. All of our relations came to Newport for the event and many of them stayed with us. Unfortunately, we also had many friends and business associates staying as well, which did lead to some difficult choices. Father was a self-made man who had family he wanted in attendance, but they were from a lower rung of society. So, since the rooms were assigned to...
Mistress by mail? I would like to tell you an interesting story of sorts. My wife requested that I accompany her to a marriage counselor in an attempt to save our dwindling relationship. "Of course" I said I would be glad to go if she thought it would help! She had selected the counselor, the time and even the place. All that I had to do was show up with my willingness to participate and the check book of course. After several hundred dollars and many wasted hours it was decided...
Chapter 1 As I have over 200 stories posted on 'Stories On line' you can imagine I get a lot of mails from my readers. Many just require a one line reply of thanks for their nice comments. Others get me thinking about new stories I could write. Some readers tell me things they have done and even others say that my stories remind them of some events that have taken place in their life. Every mail I receive gets a reply of one sort or another although there are a few, two I believe that have...
Miranda couldn't believe that people posted crap like this to the internet.It was obviously just spam, posted to the targeted audience of one of the webpersonals sites. It was posted in the category 'Male seeking Female' with theheadline 'Submit yourself to me'. When she opened the message, it seemed tooridiculous to take seriously. The poster claimed to have a subliminal hypnosisprogram that would work through the monitor of any computer. ' Complete every session, and it will turn you into a...
The clock had just struck seven by the time Noemi Velez stepped into her small basement apartment and reached for the light switch by the door. No sooner had the room filled with light, the thirty-six-year-old Puerto Rican woman went right to her computer and booted it up. Two months ago, the Assistant Store Manager at Food King didn't even own a home computer and if asked, had no intention of getting one. Her sister had given her this old PC when she had bought her son a newer model. It was...
Just as I always do, I sat down at my desk after dinner and logged on to my personal e-mail account. I had been separated from my wife now for about 6 months, and the divorce was taking forever to get done. And, after living on my own for a couple of months, I had decided to start dating again. So, I was on three different on line dating sites, two that were “vanilla” and one that was very much adult oriented. My nightly routine was to see if I had any e-mail from someone on the sites, then go...
IncestDeidre Simmons gets a lot of attention in the office. A lot of . . . inappropriate attention. It's not uncommon for her to find a pair of amorous eyes zoned in on her tits or ass, or have a superior whisper something in her ear that would have him out on his ass faster than he could blink. But it doesn't bother her, either. In fact, she welcomes it—revels in it, and will even get a little piqued when someone ignores her. Her friend, Samantha, chalked it up to the nasty divorce...
Straight SexCopyright© 2007 by DB. It's the classic mistake of the Internet age. Perhaps it's classic because sooner or later it will happen to you, either as sender, or recipient. I was that recipient. Minor details are disguised to protect the privacy of those involved. Hi D... thought you'd find this interesting... this is from a man I knew in the -- club. I met him the same night I met J-- so he never had a chance. I have never been attracted to him in any way but he has always be ga ga...
I was a typical teenage male. All I ever thought about and all I ever wanted was SEX. Although, the object of my infatuation at the moment, to achieve my goal of having sex as much as possible, was my wonderful big titted, big assed mother. Every time I masturbated, all I could think of was fucking my mom. I loved her, like any son does, but I was also in love with her.I was slowly getting obsessed with wanting to fuck her. I started taking her dirty panties and absorbing the wonderful smell...
IncestRay Parker had just arrived at work. The morning had been hectic, the usual chaotic schedule to get the kids off to school, his wife left very early to her nursing job so it was always his job to get the kids dropped off. Having to hit three schools to drop off four kids always seemed to take longer than he allowed for. The company that Ray owned and slaved at every day was both his blessing and curse, when he had started it five years back it had all been a dream, build it up, make a ton of...
Last night I had a dream that I had just met you for the first time. You were this twenty-something-year-old man that moved into the apartment across from mine. We exchanged pleasantries a few times when checking the mail. I hate to admit it, but I would sometimes wait until I saw you coming before I nonchalantly strolled outside to walk with you to the mail boxes. Your quiet disposition was accompanied by your intelligence about everyday subjects, and I yearned to hear the next thing you would...
SeductionIn the morning when I woke up Sonya was in the bathroom taking a shower. While I lay in bed waiting for her to finish her shower I thought about our love making and how wonderful it had been. She had let me know at the restaurant, by giving me a peek under her skirt, that she was planning on making love to me but I almost fucked that up by picking a fight with her. My mind wandered back to the reason we were having problems and I then I suddenly realized something about that fateful night....
We entered the outmost orbit of the Dover System ten hours before the deadline. Har-Hi who stood next to me sighed. “I wished it would have taken longer. This is what I am born for, to be aboard a ship and roam the stars’”. I felt the same way and agreed with him, saying. “Me too.” The doors opened and Wetmouth stepped through, taking her seat behind the small science station at the rear of the bridge. I observed Har Hi who acted as the OPS officer of our little crew dedicating sensors...
“Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?” --Jack Nicholson, Batman, 1989 Jenny had been browsing Craigslist for nearly an hour. She stood 5’8, and with a proportionate body frame and features, including a set of 36C breasts which she had been told were to die for, she considered herself a truly sexual being, if not damn near close to being a full blown nymphomaniac. Her boyfriend Frank was going to be getting out of today, and she hoped to surprise him with something...
Erotic FictionOn Monday around 2pm I was working and my email went off, new message, it read, ‘Just thinking about you, fuck toy. How wet was your weekend?’ I smiled to myself and hit the reply button, ‘hmmmm, you were? Not very, I was lacking inspiration….how about you? Any conquests, did you fuck a sweet girl and think of me? ‘ Almost immediately he reponded, ‘Alas, not. This weekend was spent working, big deadline coming up. But I did find myself one handed more than once, a certain buxom lady bending...
Stan and Laura were fucking furiously on the sun deck of the yacht they had rented for their honeymoon get-away. It was now exactly one week since they had gotten married and, with one week still to go before they were back home with their kids. They had chosen to use the sun deck as their bedroom for the past two days, to be near the computer. They were expecting a letter and they wanted to know the second it arrived. Their kids has sent them a letter the very next day after they had sent...
Flashback - Three months earlier... Judge Jasper opened up the chamber door with such great force that he almost ripped it from its hinges. Behind him followed Andrew Marshall (Mars), Pete Akins (Apollo) and Ashlee Gang. Jupiter slammed the crumbled note down on his desk in rage and faced his two sons. "This is intolerable!" he almost screamed. "A few months ago it was just one person, today it's two. What's he going to do the next time, bring in a busload?" "Father,"...
This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. A true story This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. My wife and I were attending a car show in Newport Beach. It was at the Newporter Inn, a classically...
SwingerIntroduction: Second installment of one day in my crazy early twenties. liberties have been taken with names and details. You wanted to see me, Mr. Shaver? Pete asked, somehow managing to pull his gaze from my nakedness while the young Travis groped me. His eyes quickly shot back when I gasped slightly, a shiver going down straight from my breasts to my crotch as Travis rubbed his splayed palms in a circular motion over my tightened nipples. I watched him lick his lips, obviously becoming...
?You’ve got she-mail!?by Kimmie Holland & Meeah d/ZWell, my darling little pansy, by now it must be obvious even to a pathetic fairy like you what you’ve become. I can only imagine your humiliation when it first dawned on you what a complete faggot you now are--worse than a faggot, actually: an effeminate, limp-wristed swish no self-respecting gay man could ever respect. Never mind a woman! Even you, air-head that you’ve become, must realize the hopelessness of your ever being desired by a...
His eyes quickly shot back when I gasped slightly, a shiver going down straight from my breasts to my crotch as Travis rubbed his splayed palms in a circular motion over my tightened nipples. I watched him lick his lips, obviously becoming aroused at my exposure and humiliation. “I hear you’ve been harassing my administrative assistant in the elevator.” Mr. Shaver’s stern voice contrasted greatly with his casual pose behind his desk. I watched the confusion and worry pass over...
We all had a good night’s sleep and used one of our own Cargo skimmers that was part of the Destroyers equipment to fly back instead of walking and were told to join all the other cadets in a large assembly hall with flags of the Union hanging from the ceiling where I estimated perhaps 600 senior Cadets had gathered. There were no chairs, everyone was standing. At one end of the assembly hall was a raised platform and a lectern with the Newport Academy logo. I saw an Admiral coming in. I...
I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality and threatening the pins that held my thick auburn hair in a tasteful coil at the back of my head. Just then Pete Townsend entered the car, somehow squeezing his tall lean body through two layers of men to push up against my right side. I hate Pete Townsend. But I didn’t bother pulling away as he brushed his hand against the back of my thighs, just below the hem of my skirt. It never did any good. “What floor?” A tall young man asked,...
Introduction: My first foray into erotic non-fiction. Although its been three years so I took some liberty on detail and dialogue. Go easy on me, guys The elevator stopped at the ground floor, and I shuffled in ahead of the crowd, taking a spot in the corner and fidgeting with the hem of my too-short skirt. It was warmer in the elevator than the hall, but as was so often the case, the brush of the silk blouse over my otherwise bare breasts kept my nipples rigid. It was all men who filed in...
I sat in the leather wing back chair in the headmaster’s private office, waiting. He was in the room next door talking to the school secretary. They were probably trying to get ahold of my parents, good luck with that. I wouldn’t have been left here at Bayou Academy the swankiest boarding school in Houston’s River Oaks neighborhood if my parents had wanted to be bothered with raising me. “She’s been found, unharmed. Very good. Send me a bill for any expenses you incurred.” His conversation...
She was an absolute beauty. That circumstance affected her life from childhood on. She was sought after by many for business or personal reasons, usually egocentric. The dollars came rolling in for modelling and such, and as arm-candy she was wined, dined, and well-traveled. The latter usually expected access to her beautiful body in exchange, she discovered. She liked sex alright, but these joinings were mostly physical lust, not providing much emotional satisfaction beyond feeling desirable....
I was alone in bed in my boyfriend’s studio apartment. We had overslept, so he had to rush off, late for a meeting. I glanced around the room, noticing the mid-morning light filtering in through the curtains just above my head. The sunbeams highlighted the hardwood floor strewn with books, a towel, and an assortment of clothing: his jeans, t-shirt, my skirt, bra. One stocking hung from the table, beside an empty bottle of wine and some candles. Mmm, yes, last night had been quite delicious. As...
Straight SexThat Tuesday evening I was lucky enough to get back home early from my office.My loving Ana was not there, but I thought she would be out with her friend Helena.I poured a glass of my favorite scotch and sat down to check some mail deliveries…I picked up a manila envelope with no return address on it and as my curiosity got the best of me, I opened it first. Inside was an unmarked CD, guessing the easiest way to find out who had sent it, I slipped it into the TV.The disc opened on a tall...
Hi it’s me Richy from Kerala now working at chennai, .Thank you all for the great response to my last story. Most of the response was from NRI’s, I really appreciate your valuable comments. Even the invitations to meet also really encouraged me. I am now 26, working here at Chennai. Let me come to my experience, Sheena and Sonia both aged 24 are nursing students in Apollo hospital Chennai, since the last 2 years. Both of them were class mates in their Nursing College as well. They hail from...
I hurried through platform no 7 of Howrah Station as there were just 20 minutes left before the Madras Mail left. I located my first class compartment lugged my suitcase into the cabin and heaved a sigh of relief. I saw through the window an elderly couple and a stunning looking lady quarreling with the porter who left their luggage on the platform but wouldn’t move it inside.The lady in her late 20’s was truly stunning. She was above average height, very fair complexion, dark- eyed, straight...
Special thanks to Pete ‘the old fart’ 2017 for their expertise in re-editing and re-proofing. Shutting off my computer after another stimulating session of cybering with an unknown male had me excited and horny. We had met in Bianca’s conference and he suggested we should go to a private chat room, that was nine weeks ago. I always felt so invigorated after a cybering with him. My dildo got a good workout after every session. During tonight’s cyber I had my panties at my ankles and my...
We begin with a mini-montage of life in Newcastle-upon-Tyne ... A shot of Gray’s Monument, of the busy Eldon Square shopping center, St James’ Park football stadium, before we find ourselves in a busy street, looking up at an impressive, and very modern looking 5 story glass fronted building. We can see through the glass walls, seeing the staircases and offices inside. And then, stepping into frame from the side, trying not the block the architectural masterpiece – another masterpiece of...
I’ve been a mailman for 20 years and I’m sure you can imagine that I have had some pretty bizarre experience. You always hear the jokes about some lady’s kids belonging to the milkman or the mailman. Well, I know for a fact that there are a lot of kids out there that belong to the mailman. As for the milkman, I can only imagine. I can’t say that I’ve had a pure record. Generally speaking, if I accepted every offer that came to me over the years I would probably have populated a small city....
We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a Geordie-land’s infamous night-life. Along the Quayside, teaming with young bodies as the youth of the Toon move from pub to pub, barely wearing enough to protect them from the cold northern wind. Then we’re around the corner on a street with four story buildings on either side of a wide street, with plenty of pedestrian space infront of multiple pubs and clubs. Everyone looking very relieved that the lockdown is over and the party has...
Mark was still mortified the following day and called in sick rather than face his boss, Ezra DeZam. But DeZam surprised him, and came by his motel room to see how he was and to impart some important information to him. “Listen Mark, here in Monroe, some of us play it fast and loose. We have good reason for it. Other folks have tried to fit in here ... this climate sucks. We get torrential rain followed by floods and the humidity and heat are enough to drive you crazy. Seemed like everyone...
It was a huge bathroom and I loved it. The thing is, the bathroom didn't have a lock on the door and the girls had a habit of walking right in and giggling as they looked at me naked. I told them it was not cool to walk in on someone but they kept doing it. I even threatened to tell their mom but they still kept doing it. I, of course, would never have told their mom because I was afraid my ass would get in trouble for some reason. After awhile I just let them have their fun. Soon they...
Introduction: A story about my babysitting days in high school When I was 16 in the mid 1970s I used to watch after two girls (11 and 12) for a friend of my moms. It would be on weekdays after football. Id pick them up at their school, then drive them home and watch them until their mom got home three hours later. Since I was always hot and sweaty the mom told me I could use their shower every day. It was a huge bathroom and I loved it. The thing is, the bathroom didnt have a lock on the door...
Chapter 1 - My elder sonMy name is Susan, and I had been brought up in the deep south, by deeply religious parents, so i****t was something I'd been brought up not even to think about, let alone get involved with. But that all changed in a morning, and i****t took over my life.I'm married with two sons and twin daughters, which I had early in my life, and over about as short a period as was possible, as I guess that both my husband and I were unusually fertile. My husband is a successful...
Copyright© 1999-2003 In bed Dr. Oscar McPugh Spoke of Spengler -- and ate crackers too. His wife said, "Oh, stuff That philosophy guff Up your ass, dear, and throw me a screw!" My Netscape inbox new mail indicator had the red flag up which indicated I had new mail waiting for me. If your reading this account, which is where it all started not so long ago, via the Internet you must know just how email works. Just looking for any excuse not to work I minimized the window that I...
Now that I had had a name to go on, memories of Calliope came flooding back. I had been enamoured with her ever since I noticed her two week into basic lessons. She was smart, attractive, kind ... if a little too serious and standoffish. But that didn’t matter, what are little things like human flaws to get in the way of a good infatuation? The best part is, she seemed to warm up to me in time. We didn’t flirt, precisely, but she would blush whenever our eyes met, and she was really...
We’re on the weird part of the internet with this one, boys. I miss the days when I used to review anal videos, which was like, the weirdest part of my job. These days, it feels like the zoomers are taking shit too far. Today, we’re talking about NSFW ASMR videos. I’m not going to break down what that acronym stands for. It’s a complicated term for that simple little effect in your brain when you get a tingly sensation down your back and you feel sleepy. It sounds a lot like an orgasm, but it’s...
ASMR Porn SitesSandra Noce was working at her desk in the accounting department of Jones and White Inc. She had worked at JWI for the past eight years working her way up from AP clerk to assistant controller in charge of cash management. She had worked her way through college while working full time and was proud of her skill in the day to day management of all of JWI's bank accounts, and investments. She was well paid but felt that she was worth more, but then what employee doesn't think they are worth more...
story:[mF, cheat, wife, inc, mother, son, BBr] If hearing “You’ve got mail!” gets your heart pumping a little faster than you were around in the days of AOL. Social media before there was internet, or at least Internet for the masses. “Josh, when you get a minute, can you and Steve come help me?” The two teenagers paused their video game, “Sure, Mom.” Walking the few steps from the living room to the den, they found Josh’s mom at their new computer. Seems she was trying to load some...
In high school there are some secretes that you never want anyone to find out about. IT was on a Tuesday afternoon as I went to my locker on the third floor. as I opened the locker a Polaroid picture fell to the floor. I bent down and was shocked by the image that held my gaze. There I was on the floor with my arms and legs hooked around a males body and it was obvious that we were in the throes of sexual intercourse. I quickly stood up and looked around to see who was watching, I searched the...
This character has nothing to do with the Isaac in Midnight Plush (q.v.). The idea for this story came in a dream, and that was his name in the dream, so I didn’t change it. This is the closest thing to a traditional short story I’ve submitted, and I would really like solid critique on it. Especially, did I do a good job of writing from a man’s point of view? Oh, and I guess I should state this explicitly, based on some so-called ‘feedback’ I’ve gotten on other stories: Everything I write is...
Hi lads. As normal, all my stories are true and I’ll only change names to protect identities. Don’t forget to comment after reading if you enjoyed it Happy reading guys. ***************************** Another boring day in the North East. With money to burn, me and my friend (lass) decided to get the train from Darlington through to the Metrocentre. If you’ve done this trip, you know you have to transfer at Newcastle. Newcastle station itself is a dull dreary place, loud and unexciting. But...
Hi lads.As normal, all my stories are true and I'll only change names to protect identities. Don't forget to comment after reading if you enjoyed it :)Happy reading guys.*****************************Another boring day in the North East. With money to burn, me and my friend (lass) decided to get the train from Darlington through to the Metrocentre. If you've done this trip, you know you have to transfer at Newcastle. Newcastle station itself is a dull dreary place, loud and unexciting. But there...
I don't know when or why I started loving those wonderful unshaven female armpits. But I definitely know when I became aware of this passion of mine. I'll tell you about it.I had just turned 21 and had broken up with my girlfriend. As it turned out we both felt we were not quite finished with eachother and started dating again after a couple of months. She had always shaved her armpits before. But now it was another story. It was early summer and somehow I saw a glimpse of an unshaven armpit...
Kari was a woman around 25. She was drop dead gorgeous yet single through her whole life. She’d have the occasional one-night stand, but never more than that. Despite her size 34D’s she’d always been thought of the one that wouldn’t be good for a late night fuck session. Our story starts on a sunny November morning in the year of 2005. Kari woke up to a knock on her door. She was tired this particular morning, having had a wonderful night of passionate love making the...
“I see you were using the pods again,” Marion White, the ships First Officer, says as she enters the galley to see Regina on the deck naked. “Unauthorized use of company property for personal pleasure is not allowed you know.” Regina lifts her head from the deck and blinks away the sleep. “Why don’t you just shove it up your ass,” she sneers. Marion walks over and pulls out an egg from a pod and pops it in her mouth. “You know, I don’t know what makes you so special.” She takes a seat and...
Friday was lost in a battle between the morphine drip and the blinding pain when I moved. The morphine kept me asleep most of the day. First thing Saturday morning things changed. "Maxine, how are you doing," the nurse asked. "Honey, I have slept enough. Cut back on the drugs please," I said it seriously. "Are you sure?" she asked. "I am positive. I need to get more with it, and I need to start now." I informed her. "Let me make a call and see what I can do," she said. "Do it...
Newlywed Husband Learns the TruthLisa is a very large woman in her early twenties. She is about 5'6" and weighs about 380. She is definitely what you would call a SSBBW.John is a skinny, dorky white guy in his twenties.Pastor Lamont is in his late fifties, with gray hair and a gray goatee.John and Lisa had dated for almost two years before he proposed. They had a great relationship, but she told him she was going to wait until marriage to have sex with him. Lucky for John, she allowed him...
Randy typed the last few lines of data into the system. His dual psychology and computer science degrees had finally paid off. The special program he had developed had proven to be workable. He had converted it into a virus and then encapsulated it in a program that replaced the clock in the system tray on a monitor. As far as he could tell, the virus would get through most anti-virus software, since it appeared to be the clock, and it was not apparent to the user of the computer that the clock...
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