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Late NightA fair few seconds of clumsy scratching sounds, presumably from a series of unsuccessful assaults on the keyhole from the outside, finally led to the front door bursting open and the duo pouring in all at once – a four-legged performance of uncontrollable giggling, swaying with interlocked arms and stumbling steps. Stephen, seated on the couch, did not need to turn away from the TV set and look at them to know that Lorna and his sister Chelsea were adequately drunk.It was past 4 AM by...
IncestStalking Chelsea By Wholeman Confession I couldn't help myself. Chelsea Charm's breasts were hypnotically drawing me to them. Large breasts have always been my greatest fantasy. I grew up in a family where the females are all hugely busted, so you can imagine my disappointment when coming of age, I discovered that it wasn't normal for all women to have big breasts. I know it is an obsession but I swear I meant no harm. I just love huge breasts. One day I discovered Chelsea...
Chelsea Starts School By Sissie Maid Cuckold A moment of reflection - before I begin this next story I want to share with you, my dear readers, about my writing. Those of you who know me know I type with two fingers, can't spell and do not know sentence structure. But for whatever reason I love to express my experiences, knowledge and thoughts on paper...go figure??. Most of you tolerate my many shortcomings which I appreciate very much. I dearly love to read your comments and take...
Outside of their private life they were a pretty normal couple. Both very successful; Chelsea, in her thirties is a freelance photographer who is the main source of her husband’s social media followers and Tony, in his forties, being a hot shot freelance professional photographer specializing in unusual natural science work. They had many friends and would go out to dinners with couples and business associates. Madelyn, their 17-year old daughter spends most of her life living with Tony’s...
Chelsea Starts to Work for Ms. Jessica By Sissie Maid Cuckold "No, you may not wear your formal Uniform Chelsea. You know it is only for serving at formal get-togethers. Now get changed into one of your morning uniforms and report to me immediately!" "Yes Ma'am, right away Ma'am." Chelsea curtsied and hurried to her room to change. A room that she had just been assigned by Jessica and had only finished putting away her uniforms minutes ago. Chelsea loved wearing the Formal Maids...
Chelsea Gets CuntrolledChelsea Gets a New Room?Chelsea, we need to talk.? The eighteen-year-old pretended not to hear him, her head still down, her ear buds blaring Scrillex into her ears. God! Fucking nerd! The all-wise ?Engisneer of the Year? wants to fucking talk.Straight raven-black hair streaked blue shielded her face as she rolled her eyes and sneered. Her father held out the brochure for her and tugged an ear bud free, ?Chelsea, we need to talk.? She glanced at the brochure petulantly...
Chelsea begins training for marriage By Sissie Maid cuckold "Sylvia...this is Jessica..." "Yes dear, how are things going?" "Well...that's what I am calling you about. Some things have happened and I am not really sure how to handle them and I need your advice." "Oh...tell me about what's going on, nothing bad I hope?" "No nothing bad...well at least I don't think so. Well anyway Chelsea has told me he loves me and I can tell he is truly in love with me." "Does that scare...
"According to Chelsea" c.2023 Flyover State. "Bro, these girls, man..." "What happened this time?" I asked, knowing where it was going. "She gave me her number, but never answered or texted back," my best friend Cody answered. I was used to this complaint, I'd heard it many times before, and would likely hear it again. "You met this chick while she was working," I told him, according to his own story. Cody was 23, and still a virgin. He had no confidence issues, and he wasn't...
Chelsea is Enrolled in Sissy School By Sissie Maid Cuckold "I think you should send Chelsea to Ms. Stern's Sissy Maid school," said Sylvia. "What is a sissy maid school?" asked Jessica. "It's a school for pansies like Chelsea that teaches them proper maid, sissy and cuckold things." "Are you serious? They really have such things?" "Yes, they most certainly do. There are a lot more women than you might think that have a sissy husband, boyfriend or son and many of them...
Ever since they first met at Wisconsin Dells, Chelsea and Michael had been dating and enjoying every day of it. However, after six months, dating long distance was wearing at them. It was only a six-hour drive, but they both knew in their hearts where their future would be. After talking about their options, they agreed the best solution was for Chelsea to make the move to Wisconsin.They had spent time with each other over the last few months, and each other's kids, and Michael's grandson....
Love Storiesby Sinturian NOTE: If you have not read Part 1, please be advised that it would be worthwhile to do so for the continuity of the story. Chelsea’s fourteenth birthday was coming, and per our discussion, I had agreed to buy her an adult sex toy to pleasure herself. I went online to the Adam & Eve website and began shopping, finding they had a wide array of toys and pleasure devices. I waited until Chelsea got home from school, and called her to my office and showed her the website. Despite...
When the phone rang, I immediately jumped up to answer. I knew my daughter was out, and as all parents do, I was worried. Abby was a very responsible girl, but you know how teens are. She had just turned 18 and was out celebrating with a few friends. "Hey, Dad, would you come and pick Chelsea and me up? We've had a little too much to drink, and, well you know what you told me..." Of course, I recalled our conversation. I'd told her months before that I would rather her call home than drive...
Chelsea lived in Johto in a small town called New Bark town. Her mother and father were good friends of Professor Elm and she would go and play at his son Ethan all the time. Before she left for her journey Chelsea would always nag the Professor about getting her a Pokemon. Soon Professor Elm presented her with a Pokemon egg squealing happily she accepted it. Soon the egg hatched to a curious little Pokemon called Charmander who instantly attached itself to Chelsea. The young girl looked...
Jeff started his hike to the hill campus. His phone signaled a call from Chelsea. He answered it. “Hey ... How did your AMA go?” “It went well,” she replied. What sort of things did they ask?” “Mostly the usual -- when did I discover I was a trans-sexual, what is transitioning like, have I had the surgery. One asked if my boobs are real. Some tried to ask about my own sex life and Dr Wolfe cut them off and said it was off-limits.” “Do you recall anything in particular?” he asked. “One...
Jeff and Chelsea sat in adjacent seats on a regional jet. They held hands as they awaited the closing of the cabin door. “I don’t fly well,” she said. “I can’t believe your parents are paying to fly us home for Christmas.” “When I told them I had a serious boyfriend, they said they wanted to meet him.” “I wish my last final exam hadn’t been scheduled for the day before Christmas Eve.” “I know you were concerned about that exam,” she said. “Concerned is putting it mildly. Thermodynamics...
“Oh Damn” said a female voice, “Not again!” “Is it snowing again, Crystal?” said another girls’ voice. “Yea” Crystal said. “Another fine day created by mother nature!!! Now I’m stuck here! I’m gonna be late getting home, again! It’s all your fault, Chelsea!!” “ I know, I know. Another day, more snow.” “I’m gonna go upstairs and try to call my parents” Crystal and Chelsea had been best friends ever since their parents had divorced and their mothers had become friends, some 18 years ago. Crystal,...
MasturbationHi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
by Sinturian Chelsea’s mother died of breast cancer when Chelsea was eight, and I was left to raise her on my own. Fortunately, her mother and I were both working professionals; she had been in real estate and I was an architect, and we had been able to spend a great deal of time at home raising our daughter. She was the spitting image of her mother, with bright strawberry blond hair and just a very light dusting of freckles on her nose. She was extremely smart and tested almost off the...
"Anyone want more waffles before we leave?" Chelsea asked the family. She had great pride in the blended family her and Michael had created, and continuing to create. Even though his daughters were her age, and his son was also closer in age to her, his children accepted her as an important figure in their dad's life, for Corey it was a mom figure, for Jamie and Gracie, it was a sister or aunt type relationship, but still very close. Nobody took her up on her offer for more food. Everyone...
Love StoriesIt was a Thursday morning and John had another day of work from home planned. There had been a problem with a couple of shipments arriving from out of state, and he was going to have to make a few phone calls to his clients to sort things out. He really wasn’t looking forward to it! Chelsea, his 18 year old cleaner, came by on a Thursday. Since taking her virginity a couple of months ago, they fucked nearly every time she came over. They both really enjoyed it- she made him feel younger and...
Jeff and Chelsea walked from the union holding hands. “I like that episode,” he said. “I like Tom Baker. He made the best of the Doctors.” “Mmm ... I agree. I like his sense of anarchy.” “I saw an interview with him. He said that the BBC is rather good at period costume dramas. Less so at giant man-eating rats.” “I guess that’s true,” she replied. “I think some of the cheesy special effects are part of the charm.” “Have you ever seen Logan’s Run?” “No.” “It was considered the ultimate...
Mistress Chelsea is not happy with me. I have been so bad lately...not replying to her messages, not obeying her commands. I know I am in for some severe punishment and I await my fate.Kneeling in her chamber, nude, as instructed I listen for her footsteps, I strain for sounds of clicking metal, handcuffs that she hasn't used on me in such a long time.I don't hear them. I am surprised when the door suddenlt swings open, I jump and let a small squeal slip past my lips."Shut up, Bitch."Her...
I know this is terrible, but I really get quite aroused by my daughter’s friend Chelsea. She’s here all the time. I swear that girl is always teasing me and flirting with me. The girls are on summer vacation. Chelsea stays here a lot. My daughter is seventeen and Chelsea is eighteen. They'll both be seniors this year. Chelsea had gotten left back in elementary school and should have graduated already. She's very mature for her age. My daughter is more silly and Chelsea is very sure of herself....
TabooMorning light roused Jeff. He saw Chelsea lying on her side and regarding him. “Morning,” he said. “Morning.” “Been awake for long?” She shrugged. “Not really...” She regarded him for a long moment. “So...” “So what?” “Any regrets?” Jeff shook his head. “No. None.” “You’re sure?” “Positive. Like I said -- you’re a girl with a different kind of clit, that’s all. You have any regrets?” “Oh, Jeff ... You can’t imagine what this has done for my self-esteem. To actually feel wanted ... to...
Jeff loaded his and Chelsea’s luggage into the back of a gray Volvo station wagon. Livia approached her daughter. “Did you pack your prescriptions?” “Of course.” “Do you have that debit card you can use for gas?” “Yes, Mommy.” “And, the AAA card?” “Yes, Mommy. We’ll be fine. It’s only for one day.” Livia turned to Jeff. “It was a joy meeting you and knowing Chelsea has someone in her life who loves her the way that you do.” “Thanks,” Jeff replied. “I enjoyed getting to know you and...
I like to tinker. Always have, ever since I was a kid. Anything from taking apart a DVD player and putting it back together to building models from scratch. Later, I graduated to laptops. Soon after, I started designing things. Started with elaborate mouse traps and then graduated to Rube Goldberg styled contraptions. Wasn’t really a point to it other than the sheer enjoyment of figuring out how to take what was in my head, translate it to paper, and then bring it to life.Why am I telling...
HardcoreMorning light roused Jeff. He opened his eyes and regarded Chelsea. She lay on her side facing him. “Morning,” he said. “Morning.” “Been awake long?” “A while. I’ve been thinking.” “About...” “About us.” “Starting to have regrets?” “It’s complicated. This weekend has been life-changing for me, Jeff. I never imagined I could have this. I never imagined I could receive a man inside me and wake up in his arms. It wouldn’t have happened with anyone else, Jeff. You’ve been so gentle and...
Introduction: This was going to be the worst day of her life My wife is a dance instructor at one of the local studios. She has always been very introverted and awkward, never had a whole lot of friends. Sometimes she would hang out with another of the instructors, Chelsea, a seventeen year old girl from the local high school. My wife and I are only twenty three so even though I gave her shit for it, no one ever thought it was too weird, especially with them being co-workers and all. Chelsea,...
Chelsea, however, was very immature. So the match up wasn't a terribly great one. Chelsea would frequently drunk dial us in the middle of the night. She had her sister's ID and would always go to the clubs and bars in the city. My wife is somewhat attractive… well she used to be before she had our daughter. Her body has gotten saggy and nasty and she does nothing to fix it. That doesn't really matter since her sex drive is zero. That's an exaggeration, she still masturbates and flaunts it....
"How many times have we fucked this afternoon?" I asked Chelsea who looked up at me with those big dreamy eyes. "Three and a half?" she said with a smile. "Three and a half?" "I sucked your cock while you were napping," she said. I brushed aside the strands o blond hair that fell across her face and said, 'Did I come?" "A bit. Not much." "I never woke up." "You were probably dreaming." "I was." "About what?" "Us." "Tell me, please," she said and cuddled closer to be. "We were...
Bob reflected that the message in the ad said little about Chelsea. Bob called her, left his phone number, and said, “Call anytime.” It was two days later that she called him. “Hello, this is Chelsea,” “Hello, how are you?” Bob responded, thinking her voice sounded nice. She said, “I am fine, how are you?” “Fine. Can you tell me a little something about yourself?” Bob asked. “I am single, and I work as a veterinary assistant,” she sounded proud of the job. Bob suggested, “That must be...
Alex has been bothering sexy Chelsea for several months now. When he shows up on her door she offers to erotically hyponotise him to get him to stop bothering her. While hypnotized, alex is led to picture himself as a woman having sex, who desires men. What’s it like working for a National Security Agency assignment at MIT? Not very easy, that’s what its like. The things people hold dear, are constantly slipping away from you. Time? You spend 18 hours a day trying to crack 256 byte encryption...
Chelsea sat at the table sipping her drink and quietly watching the activity in the bar. As the music blared and the other girls were up dancing and mingling, she sat alone as usual and kept an eye on her friends. She was too shy to try and mix with the guys in the bar. They never approached her or even seem to notice her, especially when her friends were around. While they were all slim and beautiful she was short, plump and average. She knew that she could not blend in with them even though...
First TimeThis week, we start the show with establishing shots of the most boring suburban estate you could ever hope to see. Lots of ‘nice’ double story semi-detached homes, each with their own little square of grass and concrete driveway out front, separated from the public footpath by low brick walls. We can see a chunky, out of breath looking man walking along the street toward us, perky, elegant and mean-looking Doberman by his side ... This week’s host – the love-him-or-hate-him Cockney geezer –...
2010 - 2011 For the next couple of years, things went relatively smoothly. I didn’t have to provide much more than routine guidance in Washington. John had a compliant Congress after both the 2008 and 2010 elections, and he got most of what he wanted from them. He really did turn out to be a third term of the Buckman administration. The American Renaissance Initiative, Adrianopolis/Stouffer, and The American Impact Project all worked together to push a moderate Republican agenda, and...
I’d made assumptions about Chelsea, or at least the content of her journal. She’d talk about her day, her feelings, perhaps offer a little insight into what made her tick. Anything but what it actually contained. To say that I was surprised by her first entry would be an understatement. She’d entered a description of a method for what she referred to as ‘Frozen Key’. Place key in plastic water bottle. Freeze overnight. Keys will be inaccessible until ice melts. Body warmth will speed up...
HardcoreIt came for me in the night again, during the theta states; those moments I'm neither asleep nor lucid. That alone begged all manner of questions; primarily that it couldn't be a dream.Dreaming only occurs in much later sleep stages, during the REM cycle. Every medical journal agreed. Yet this was the third such experience in as many weeks, each more thrilling and unsettling than the last. So either the medical world was wrong or this was something else entirely.I tried to slow my breathing,...
Monster SexChelsea is a brunette like her mother. She is somewhat scrawny for a girl her age with small breasts and curvy butt. She tries to work out but tires quickly. Her quick temper has become legend to those around her. She can find nearly anything to get angry at. While her rage could probably send a tiger up a tree, her body can’t seem to put words into actions. It’s unlikely she could win any fights against her classmates which is why most of them find her to be just a pile of hot steam....
I first met Caleb in the laundry room of our apartment building and initially thought this was a pretty young girl that I was stealing glimpses at. He had long blond hair that fell over his shoulders, a triangular face, and a pair a big dark eyes. I could not help seeing the resemblance to actress Dakota Fanning, but still I was laboring under the belief that this was a emale, the loose baggy clothing giving me no hint of proportions but I made thhe assumption the she was very flat chested...
I am sitting in the middle of her chamber on the floor. Waiting for her to come in. Just as I do everyday when when she returns home from work. I wait and watch tv while she is away, but the moment I hear her car in the drive, I rush into action. Turning off the tv, returning to her chambers and taking off the little clothes I usually wear around the house while she is out.Today it was a soft white tank top and cotton panties...both are now folded neatly and placed inside the chest in the...
CHELSEA?SF CHELSEA?S?? F. N. P.C. By Charles E. Campbell CHAPTER 1 THE NEW INITIATE This is, of course, a work of fiction, from my mind only, no inferences should be drawn to real people or places. It was written, and is posted here, solely for the enjoyment of the reader. ??? Chelsea Waverley was a stunning girl. Sixteen. 5' 6". Long straight sun toned honey golden hair. 105 pounds. Full thick pouting lips. Her 32C chest always enshrouded in some delicious Victoria?s Secret push up...
‘Mmm, suck it girl, damn.” Chelsea was sucking my dick, as she had many times before. She was always so good at it. She had a lot of practice, her man would flat refuse to give her oral pleasure (something I enjoyed doing for her) and sometimes he even refused to have sex with her until she blew him. It was something she was used to, but blowing me gave her chills, or so she claimed. She simply loved it, having an 8 inch dick sliding down her throat. But today something happened that changed my...
Chelsea and Ronnie: 2 Horny NerdsRonnie Braxton was like my little brother – he’s 3 years younger than me. He and his family live across the street. My stepmom and I live at 530 Tyson Lane, and they live at number 527. His family and mines are the only blacks for almost 5 miles.My name is Alexandria Rhodes, but everyone calls me Chelsea (my middle name). Me and Ronnie have been friends ever since we were k**s. If you’re reading this, you’ve already figured that I’m gonna tell you about how me...
I arrived at Chelsea’s boyfriends house at about 9, there was already quite a few people there, though I didn’t know many of them. I walked through the door and spotted Chelsea immediately, wearing a short ass skirt that barely covered her fine, round ass, and I tight top that looked like it was owned by a six year old. I decided to walk over to her, ‘Hey Chels, where your man at?’ ‘I didn’t say he would be here…nah I’m kidding, he’s out back by the keg.’ ‘Cool. You look great tonight.’...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
I hadnt seen my cousin in years. I saw her for the 1st time since she was 10. She was 18 when we saw eachother again. I went to a family get together near the holidays. When i saw her she was in tight jeans, nice firm ass, a low cut tshirt cleavage showing, & she had the right curves everywhere! I didnt know she was family until my parents talked to her's. She was so beautiful! we got to talking & she said she was moving into a friends appartment in town near where i live for college at...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
WRITTEN BY LEROY MORROW Author’s Note: Marie in the following story is the French version for Mary. George Washington Brush is a fictions President. “Douglas,” Samantha called coming back into the Silverton’s house in Westbridge from checking the mail. “Yes,” her husband answered. “Look at this that we got in the mail today,” Samantha said handing him a envelope. The envelope had a postmark from Washington, D.C. In the left upper ...
“Douglas,” Samantha called coming back into the Silverton’s house in Westbridge from checking the mail. “Yes,” her husband answered. “Look at this that we got in the mail today,” Samantha said handing him an envelope. The envelope had a postmark from Washington, D.C. In the left upper comer had the words THE WHITE HOUSE WASHINGTON. Looking at the long official envelop from Washington, “Why would the President be sending us a ...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Seven months after the inception of Project Goldfish matters had come to a head. The project had yielded a rich dividend of actionable intelligence that was now in the hands of the President. The official residence of the President of the Capitallian Republic (POTCR) was a large sprawling estate situated on high ground in the Borough of Queens and commanding a fine view across the East River to Manhattan's skyscrapers. The Capitallian Federal Government Complex was located in what used to...
Chapter Twenty-Two: Futa Cuckolds the President By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Athena Pearce I shuddered in delight as I walked into the Oval Office with my mind-controlling panties in hand. This was it. The ultimate moment of my devotion to Mildred Dean. I would put the leader of the free world beneath my power. And hers. “Ah, Ms. Pearce,” he said, this broad smile on his schmoozing face. He had his hair quaffed back. President Meyers swept...
“Good morning Mr. President, I am here to give you your special security briefing.” said Simon Low. Simon was the current Presidential Security Advisor, he had stayed on after the last administration departed and was one of the few who made the transition. As is often the case, new administrations wanted their own trusted teams in place. However, in this case, the President had been reliably informed that the current advisor was independent and good at his job. He had therefore elected to keep...
Disclaimer: This is not about our current or past Presidents, and this President is a female, but not any names we know today. This story takes place in the future or in another dimension or universe, so this may not even be the first female president. And i won't specify which political party or ideology she identifies with. That is also irrelevant, and scoundrels are found in both parties, anyways. In any event, this is the story of when I fucked the President."Thank you, God bless you, and...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
Athena Pearce I shuddered in delight as I walked into the Oval Office with my mind-controlling panties in hand. This was it. The ultimate moment of my devotion to Mildred Dean. I would put the leader of the free world beneath my power. And hers. “Ah, Ms. Pearce,” he said, this broad smile on his schmoozing face. He had his hair quaffed back. President Meyers swept out from behind his desk in a blue suit and red tie, the enamel American flag lapel pin catching the light for a moment. “It’s...