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Story is about how I met with Sandhya and how our unfortunate meet took us to made honeymoon in Ooty wildly with all our fantasy came true. Before that I would appreciate your feedback after reading my romantic and horny sex story . Please leave your messages to Okay here we go I am regular guy like many human being I am working in mnc company in Bangalore there is a 10 km distance to my room and office so I regularly go by bike or car or some cases go by cab at one memorable friday I was woke...
This is yash 24 years from hyderabad. I am 5’9 height. Fair and good looking. I work part time for an MNC in Hitech city and im also a call boy too?? (she doesnt know my another life...) . I live in Ameerpet which is 12km far from my office. I get a company car for pickup and drop. I work from 5 pm to 10 pm. So I will be starting at 4 in the evening in a cab and will be back at 10:30 in the night. Heroine of my story is Saranya. 5’4 height, Milky white skin, 36-28-37 superhot...
This is Rajiv 25years from Hyderabad. I am 5’9 height. Fair and good looking. Please send your feedback at I work for an MNC in Hitech city. I live in Ameerpet which is 12km far from my office. I get a company car for pickup and drop. I work from 1 pm to 10 pm. So I will be starting at 12 in the noon in a cab and will be back at 10:30 in the night. Heroine of my story is Saranya. 5’4 height, Milky white skin, 36-28-37 superhot figure. Disclaimer: I have changed all names of people and local...
I wasn't sure of what I had taken that night. Actually I knew some of what I had taken that night to be more accurate. I was high — High as a kite they say. I was tipsy as well. The combination of the drugs and alcohol made me unsteady on my feet. I have always had 'balance issues', they were just exasperated by the toxins in my body. I was swaying as I walked down the street with my red and gold high heeled shoes swinging in my left hand. The soles of my feet were black from traipsing...
"Where the hell is that girl?" muttered MaryAnn to herself, her hands busy pulling the nylon stockings tight and knotting them. An indistinct mumble answered her. "Oh I'm sorry Cindy," she informed the plump, black-haired woman. She had just finished lashing the younger woman over the ornate table in the living room of the second floor apartment they were in. "I'm afraid I was talking out loud." "What's the trouble?" The other woman experimentally pulled on the nylon stockings...
I am Raj, in this story, let me tell you how I was able to have sex with my cab mate Malani, who is 35 years old married woman. And also how I was able to get another affaire. Me and Malani are working in an IT company. We used to travel together up and down for 4 hrs. So we had good rapport. Also, we used to discuss about the job change and all casual things as we had plenty of time while we travel. Malani also used to tell me about her family issues. So we were a bit close. Though she is 8...
You drive a cab long enough in Baltimore, you see everything. I’m not kidding. Baltimore is just full of characters, and it seems like I’ve had ’em all in my hack at one time or another in the years I’ve been doing this to keep a fucking roof over my head and pay my non-fucking ex-wife’s alimony bills. Like I said, I’ve seen all kinds of fares, but the topper had to be this rich society bitch last Christmas. I pick her up at BWI loaded her bags into the trunk and take off. She’s wearing a dead...
I’d promised the twins that this time, they could choose. Was our vacation up to me, we’d do Disney World again, as we’d had lots of fun back when Jeanie and Curtis were twelve. They’d loved it, too, of course, but kids get older. “How about Yellowstone?” as I’d been doing a bit of reading. The emphasis these days is on sustainability, really important, and maybe we’d see some endangered species. “You said we’d get to choose, Mom,” Jeanie reminded me. “We’re thinking further south.” “Grand...
The year was 1985. I was walking on Third Avenue in New York City, probably going to the store for no good reason. It was a gorgeous day. On the corner, a cab stopped at the light. The car was free and the driver smiled at me as I passed in front of his vehicle. I couldn't help but notice how drop-dead gorgeous he was: exceptionally handsome face, long, raven-black hair. I was immediately attracted to him. I raised my hand to hail him down, and he pulled to the curb to let me in. I sat in the...
“So what brings you here?”“It’s been a while,” Jasmine Brooks said, looking very comfortable in the armchair I usually reserved for myself.“Fifteen years,” I said. “But you’re not here to catch up on old times, are you?”“Maybe I am, in a manner of speaking.” Jasmine glanced at the newspaper on the table with its lurid headline, “KINKIER THAN FICTION. Queen of raunch-lit nailed in sex club raid.”“I know you write for a rival news outlet.”“I’m flattered that you’ve kept up with my career.”“I...
ReluctanceThere was a straight chair next to the sofa bed. Billy crept toward it, afraid the ancient floorboards would squeak, and stood very quietly when he got to the chair. A bra and a pair of panties were draped over the back of the chair. He reached out and fingered the bra briefly, then lifted it and held it to his nose. It smelled like detergent. He picked up the panties. They were lacy panties, but the crotch and back were silky smooth. He sniffed them. More detergent. It wasn't a woman scent --...
Any feedback would be welcome and can be sent to me at this email address: [email protected] Alicia Becomes a Bridesmaid By Paula Hanson March 1998 Chapter 1 The small girl was rolling on the floor at the bottom of the stairs clutching her right leg wailing her heart out. Her bother, ran down the stairs after her looking concerned. Her mother also ran out of the kitchen to see what all the crying was about. The mother immediately bent down to console her...
Gina Is My Bridesmaid By Janis Elizabeth It was about a year before my wedding that I started noticing that my clothes and makeup were not quite in the same place, as I knew that I had left them. Sometimes my lingerie in my dresser appeared to be slightly rearranged or refolded. I also noticed that sometimes a dress or a blouse would not be situated properly on a hanger in my closet or would be hung in a different spot. At first, I...
A Pretty Sissy Bridesmaid Preface. This is my third attempt at TG fiction, following the first two chapters of my other story, The Dress Shop (third chapter is on the way soon, following an extended writing hiatus!), and another story which is (as yet) unpublished on FM. First of all, I'd like to address the fact that the story below is very much a 'genre piece'. That is, it knowingly contains many of the stereotypical plot contrivances that the majority of TG fiction...
NOT ALWAYS A BRIDESMAID A story by Satinmaid (satinmaid@y...) under direction from Mistress Lisa (lisa_simmonds2000@y...). Part 1 - Bridesmaid I had known Jackie for far too long, almost twenty years since we were kids in fact. I don't really mean 'far too long' - as we were best friends and had been for most of that 20 years. We were so close that I probably knew she was a lesbian at about the same time she realised. It had annoyed me at first because I did fancy...
My heartfelt thanks To Annabelle Brito for reviewing and helping me to edit the story. Without her suggestions, the story would not be nearly as readable. Her help was invaluable. I welcome all comments, both positive and negative and encourage anyone who reads the story to provide feedback. If you don't like it or any part of it, please tell me why. I hope you all enjoy the story. I Was a Boy Bridesmaid I never knew my Mom. She left my dad and me when I was 3 and I...
Next morning Tony awoke to a sort of orderly confusion. Debbie had left his bed sometime earlier, he showered and dressed and went down to the kitchen for Breakfast, but Debbie looking quite bleary eyed after her late night with him sent him back to his room to change into civvies. She followed him, to help him select suitable clothes, which was a bad move because it took quite a long time to complete the task. She was amazed at his stamina and he at her enthusiasm, and it was with great...
The Conscripted Bridesmaid What would you do if you were threatened with disclosure of your covert crossdressing activity? How far would you go to keep it secret? Especially if it involved crossdressing in public! Well, I yielded, and it had a lasting effect on my life. Background My real name is Alan, but to my family and close friends, I've always been called "Ali," an abbreviated version, an acquired childish name that never left me. "Sis," as I refer to her, is my older...
Note: ——I am NOT the author!so plz Don't ask me about part two,am simply sharing THE BRIDESMAIDS by lesley_taraIntroduction: The idea for this story came to me whilst watching on television the British royal wedding in April 2011, and seeing Pippa Middleton’s sexy ass so gloriously showcased in her stunning bridesmaid’s dress. If you have read my true story ‘What Turns Me On’, you will know what a trim and jutting female butt does for me! As always, the story is entirely fiction, and any...
"You'll be sitting at the bridesmaid's table today, dear." "Why won't I be sitting with you?" "How dare you question me like this. I want you at the bridesmaid's table and don't ever question my authority again. I'll sit you wherever I damn well please. I want to sit with some real men. Not some fucking little pantywaist like you. I don't know why I'm explaining this to you. You have much more in common with the bridesmaids then you have with any of the men sitting at 'our' table....
She looked so delightful in her pale pink satin bridesmaid’s dress, its tightly-fitted cut highlighting the budding curves of her slender sixteen-and-a-half year old body – her small pert breasts, her slim waist, her trim hips and her cute bubble-butt. Helen was a very pretty and attractive teenager even in her everyday jeans and T-shirts; in this classically-simple and elegantly-shaped sheath of satin, she looked absolutely eatable – and I had plans to do just that. We two had been the...
The Lovely Bridesmaid by Cindy Seranade I had always been close to my older sister Suzy - we shared secrets about her boyfriends, and used to play together as we grew up. She laughed that I was more like a sister than an awful brother. When she brought her girlfriends home from school they would always involve me in their games, and later in their discussions. She even invited me to a slumber party once, although I of course went in my pyjamas. They took fun out of them though because they...
My mobile phone rang off and I glanced at the text message. I called my assistant and told her to clear off the rest of my afternoon. This is not an original story; I guess in most ways this kind never is. It started simply enough. My wife Yvonne and I had met another couple of similar age, temperament, interests, and we all hit it off really well. Jack and Caitlynne like Yvonne and myself (Rob) were young, married, and looking for a good time. We had a lot of fun together and things reached a...
She bent over to move some junk out of the way for me to work and I got a nice view of her ass as her shorts hiked up enough for the bottom of her cheeks to pop out. I imagined fucking her in that position. It took me a long time on her install because there was a lot of work to do and Janet was constantly offering me drinks and chit chatting with me. She was also very touchy feely which got my dick thinking about fucking her. She got to talking about how she was divorced and she lived in...
I did not write this, but it is one of my absolute favorite stories. Superb lesbian seduction! ‘Cabled’ by Shawn O. Even though she was expecting someone, Kimberly still jumped when the doorbell rang. It had been like this lately. A thick, palpable tension crackled around her, transporting her far from the present, leaving her exposed, vulnerable. Literally exposed, she discovered, for she had been standing naked before the full length mirror in the hallway of her apartment when the doorbell...
The day started like any normal week day. The alarm clock went off early in the morning, I hit snooze and dozed off for ten minutes before it went off again. This time I killed the alarm did a good stretch before climbing out of bed. The morning tasks went like usual, then I got dressed in a polo work shirt and khakis. I cooked some bacon, eggs and hash browns before leaving the house to make my first stop. It was a new customer and company policy was new customers are top priority. A call the...
I did not write this, but it is one of my absolute favorite stories.Superb lesbian seduction!"Cabled"by Shawn O.Even though she was expecting someone, Kimberly still jumped whenthe doorbell rang. It had been like this lately. A thick, palpabletension crackled around her, transporting her far from the present,leaving her exposed, vulnerable. Literally exposed, she discovered,for she had been standing naked before the full length mirror in thehallway of her apartment when the doorbell...
It was the 4th of July and all the firework festivities had colored and thundered the skies. Mercaba and I were watching all of this from our manhattan rooftop.Mercaba was a middle aged beauty with long silky, reddish brown hair. An exotic beauty from MoroccoAs we watched the celebratory events with the skies all lit up, her shadow was beautifully painting the outside walls. She was mine for the duration of the evening. MY blood had surged to my nipples and clit. I could feel the heat rise in...
Hello friends, my self, Pratap, here is my story on this site. This is the story about my sexual experience with a girl in my office. About me, I am 22, recently graduated in engineering and got into a MNC. I am 5.8″, well built out of my running & gym. I like travelling, sports & books. Here it goes. On the first day at job with lots of excitement, energy & curiosity regarding MNC culture, I was the 1st guy to get into my office cab. Settling myself lightly in the middle row, i was...
Hi my name is Kiran and I am a 33 year old housewife staying in the upmarket area of Pune. In our society most families are from the upper strata and most of the women atre not working. We have an informal club called “Desperate housewives” named after the comedy serial on CNN. If our husbands find out what kind of fun we have when they are not there they will faint.As far as my body goes I am dark talk and voloptous with large breasts and a round nice ass. My husband who likes to have me from...
Chapter 1 It had been a bit of a long running joke between us, about me being your cabaña boy, so when I showed up that day with some vanilla scented candles and some lavender vanilla aromatherapy massage oil, we shared a bit of a laugh together. It had been raining all day, so it was a perfect day to stay inside and snuggle up close to someone to keep warm. We sat down on the couch, my arm around you, to watch a movie and we cuddled close. We didn't talk much, but that was ok. I was...
⚠️¡Warning before reading!⚠️ History written only in Spanish, it also has spelling errors and words that may not make sense in English or another language. This message was written with Google translate. (...) El protagonista está consciente de que lo es pero no le interesa cuestionar nada del mundo o sus poderes, solo busca diversión y se siente muy feliz del poder que se le dio por lo que no va a hacer preguntas al respecto. Por implementaciones del mismo gobierno le autorizó inmunidad por...
GayMy sweet friend Shawna was getting married and she asked me to be one of her bridesmaid at the wedding. I was delighted to be chosen; but I was also really horny that day thinking about my little girlfriend was going to be well fucked that same night by her handsome brand new husband Jeremy…My own hubby had not fucked me in weeks and masturbation had not been enough for me during the last days…It was quite a long drive to the place of the wedding reception.Victor had booked a room at a local...
"Come on! Faster! Come on you devil! Get up!" Pat loved riding her steed. She called him Diablo. He was a three-year-old black stallion. She felt the wind streaming across her face. Her hat was hanging on by the strap. "Come on, Diablo!" she shouted. The cool prairie air made her feel good this morning. After Diablo's run, she slowed him to a walk. She stopped to open the corral. She led him inside the barn and to a water trough. As Diablo drank, she thought about her life. Her boyfriend,...
InterracialI have been in sales for over 25 years and have banged more than my share of clients, most of them in their 40's, 50's and 60's and older, as I love to flirt with and have sex with older women. Amy works for one of my clients and she is a new employee who just graduated 6 months ago from college and is studying for her CPA. Amy is thin, blond hair green eyes and an ass to die for. Your typical 22 year old hottie. Oh I'm 59 and I look 55!I have been in the office about 3 times and never really...
Bob pulled up in front of Jack and Sally’s house. It was his third straight weekend to come down, and it was Friday late afternoon. The sun had gone down behind the houses on the other side of 18 th Street, and evening shadows were settling on the street.Bob wondered if Sally would greet him the way he told her to in his email, but as he was getting out of the car, he saw her step out on the porch and heard her call to him. She was naked. Her call would have been heard by anyone within a few...
Bike Ride Bike RideBy [email protected] It is ten at night, my bike ride began and so did my adventure. The reason this bike ride was different than any other was because before leaving my apartment I had made use of some toys in order to make this bike ride far more interesting. Getting dressed began with me completely naked in my bathroom. The first thing to do was to lube up my modified butt plug. The butt plug was a medium sized butt plug that also inflates and vibrates....
The Belly Riders of The IslandsIt had been a little over sixteen years since Harry and Jean had been down to Brazil and he worked for the Alfalla ranchero, crop spraying and Jean won the derby for belly riding that year. Things had changed drastically for them, but mostly for their good. The had bought the two hundred fifty acre island, and built a log home, stable and eighteen hundred foot landing strip. Added a riding path all the way around their land when they returned from South...
"Ohmigod, it's beautiful," I squealed, looking at Lisa's hand, "And it's huge! What is it, two and a half carats?" "Two seven-five," said Lisa, "and look at the cut and clarity. Jim does good work." "It really is great. Congratulations," I said, giving her a hug. "There's something else Brian. I want you in my wedding party." "I'd love to," I said, then paused. "But I would think Jim has some other people, like maybe everyone else he knows, that he'd rather have as ushers, don't...
I wasn’t sure of what I had taken that night. Actually I knew some of what I had taken that night to be more accurate. I was high – High as a kite they say. I was tipsy as well. The combination of the drugs and alcohol made me unsteady on my feet. I have always had ‘balance issues’, they were just exasperated by the toxins in my body. I was swaying as I walked down the street with my red and gold high heeled shoes swinging in my left hand. The soles of my feet were black from traipsing around...
I pulled out my phone to call an Uber. My girlfriend and I had been out partying all night. We ubered together so we could have fun and not worry about the ride home. We had gone to a country western club about twenty miles away. We'd been there before. They always have a band that plays great CW music with a good mix of rock and pop. Great stuff to dance to. Being a Texas girl it was perfect for me.We dressed to impress. I was wearing a white loose shift type dress. It had short peasant...
I was about five when I first began to notice the noises from the next room. The squeaking of the bed, my mother yelling something, my father grunting, then silence. It happened almost every night. It took about a year for me to recognize the pattern: a few weeks of that, then four or five days of grunting, a little squeaking but no yelling from my mother, then the yelling began again. I knew it wasn't fighting, because sometimes after the grunting ended, they would be in the kitchen having...
(Authors note: This story was inspired by femur's Lovingly Modified Romance Comic covers, specifically af023.jpg) ALTERED FATES: THE BITTER BRIDEGROOM By BobH (c) 2002 It was going to be the wedding of the year. Hollywood's new golden-haired wonder boy Tom Hudson was marrying supermodel Gina Carter, and the press couldn't get enough of them. It was a pairing that had synergy, they said, one in which their combined fame and glamor would be greater than the sum of that which...
I come home on a hot, sunny, summer Thursday afternoon. My wife is excited to see me and has some news. “Honey, I found a cute new swimsuit today and we need to take a sunset boat ride this afternoon,” she says.“I guess you are talking about a pleasure boat ride and not a fishing boat ride.”She says, “Most definitely a pleasure boat ride, and I think it will be a very pleasurable boat trip.” She smiles, wiggles her hips a little and gives me a knowing look.“I definitely think a pleasure boat...
InterracialWalking in heels sucks. I’d have kicked them off, but the midday sun made that backwater, single lane road so hot my poor feet would have blistered in minutes. I have a car. Well, I had a car until it fucking died, leaving me stranded in the middle of bum-fuck Egypt. Okay, so the green fields and forests of Kentucky are anything but desert — but, grass or sand, I was just as alone. So, why didn't I call for help? Because my asshole of an ex-boyfriend couldn't be bothered to renew the damn...
OutdoorWe were returning home from our annual trek across the country in our pick up truck. Leaving the east coast, we took the southern route back across interstate 10. It was the typical hot scorching temperate in the 90's as we made our way past Houston, turning and heading northward. We were ready to take a break and camp for a day or so. We found a camping area just off the beaten path, in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere. For the most part it was deserted and the tiny so called town was...
Wife LoversYou don't really know how much stuff you have collected in your life until you move.With our last son going to college, we did two moves in one. We were moving to a condo only a few miles away, while we were driving Cory sixteen hours to college. Because we had to put all our items in storage, we didn't get title for three more weeks, we were going to do a two week road trip after we dropped Cory off.As we packed the car with both Cory's stuff and our suitcases for the almost three week round...
You don't really know how much stuff you have collected in your life until you move.With our last son going to college, we did two moves in one. We were moving to a condo only a few miles away, while we were driving Cory sixteen hours to college. Because we had to put all our items in storage, we didn't get title for three more weeks, we were going to do a two week road trip after we dropped Cory off.As we packed the car with both Cory's stuff and our suitcases for the almost three week round...
DIFFERENT WAYS TO RIDE or Rodeo.txt by Waldo Chapter 1 - The Accident Chapter 2 - The Hospital Chapter 3 - The Surgery Chapter 4 - The first 30 days Chapter 5 - High Heels Chapter 6 - Completing my education Chapter 7 - Watching the Rodeo Chapter 8 - Harve and Revenge Different Ways to Ride Chapter 1 - The Accident As the rodeo announcer called the final results of the last event, I climbed onto the wooden fence and stared down at the massive bull that I was supposed...
She had slept in her saddle the night before, exhausted after leaving the earth of the battlegrounds soaked in blood. The king of Haedell had called for the Dragonbrides, begging the aid of their mounts against the unsurmountable hordes of rebels that had backed him into a corner, lead by his own former general. The man was as skilled in tactics and strategy as his former liege was lacking in them, and his advantage had been great. It had taken all day to lay waste to the rebel legions,...
Sao Paolo, Brazil, 1923: When Alicia was a teenager her mother had thought her religious devotion to be only a phase. The girl had started rising before sunrise to attend early mass. This was very unusual for her family was composed of hard- nosed merchants in the city of Sao Paolo and rarely had they the time for esoteric leanings. At first Alicia’s mother suspected a boy. She was probably meeting some young rake at mass, or worst, a priest. This turned out not to be the case. Her mother...
It was said they would never dream. How could they? Even the tell-tale signs of rapid-eye-movement were suppressed in the stasis-field of the ship’s hibernaculum, their life processes held in suspension as shimmering blue cryo-gasses inhibited even cellular mitosis. Brain-waves barely registered on the bio-scanners, and yet somehow, deep in the hidden recesses of her sub-consciousness the dreams came! An erotic tableau of her most secret desires unfolded irrepressibly, as the young...
Something was terribly wrong with my legs. More concerning was there was something terribly wrong with the number of legs I had. I was born with two, which I have never complained about. They had served me well, from getting up in the morning, to running away from bullies, to my morning jogs to keep me in shape. I was pretty happy with my legs, they were probably one of my only good features, second only to the long curly black hair I got from my mom. I had eight of them now. Normal girls...
"Agamor, Lord of the Sun, hear me. Please, light our way to victory. Shine your magnificence down on us, and keep your humble servant safe." Teysa concluded her prayer and unshipped her mace. "I'm ready. Let's move on." They were four when they first arrived in the cave system: Rodrik, the doughty dwarf fighter and the group's leader; Mez, the arrogant elven mage; Aliara, the half-elven rogue, skilled with tricks and traps; and Teysa, the human paladin, armored in her faith and her plate. She...
FantasyNell in Bridewell (Lenchen im Zuchthause)By Wilhelm ReinhardTranslation from GermanParis: Society of British Bibliophiles, 1900CHAPTER 13Spectators rush to the room where the women prisoners are to be flogged — Indecent eagerness of the high-born dames — Reserved seats prepared for them in front of the whipping-bench — "There Stands the handsome girl who has become a criminal through love !" — Unfeeling remarks — Helen called a " dainty bit " — Sabina is the first victim — The tight-fitting...
My husband found this site a year or so ago and spends time reading through the adventures of virginity. He encouraged me to send in my tale of loss as it excites him when I tell it. I was raised in a small mid sized farming/industrial community in the Midwest. We were a town of about 10,000 people; most of them middle class. This was about thirty years ago and I was a junior in high school and had dated a few times. Back then a popular Friday or Saturday date was to head to the local drive-in...
First TimeIt was said they would never dream. How could they? Even the tell-tale signs of rapid-eye-movement were suppressed in the stasis-field of the ship's hibernaculum, their life processes held in suspension as shimmering blue cryo-gasses inhibited even cellular mitosis. Brain-waves barely registered on the bio-scanners, and yet somehow, deep in the hidden recesses of her sub-consciousness the dreams came! An erotic tableau of her most secret desires unfolded irrepressibly, as the young...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIt was mid September and I was walking the local path in the woods. It was a warm day and what a day it was. My dog Ghost was with me, and as dogs do, he was running around, sometimes behind and sometimes in front of me. I had walked for some time now and I was looking for the little cave down by the river for some shade and to rest awhile. As I situated myself under the shaded nook, I whistled and heard Ghost barking but he never ran back to me so I whistled again and this time I realized that...