Alison
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"So, when you came to the door the other night, naked apart from that short robe, that is how you are every night at home?"The question was asked of me in a voice somewhat louder than I would have liked, as was proved by the sound behind me, of somebody choking on their coffee."Alison," I hissed, "We are in Starbucks, not my kitchen. Can we please not announce to the whole town what I wear or don't wear in the house at night?" I looked round to see the man at the table behind us recovering from...
LesbianI was getting a little frustrated with university life; I'd been there for almost four weeks and so far it had not turned out to be the fuck-fest I'd been led to believe. Yes, there had been parties and nights on the town where the booze flowed freely but none of that had so far resulted in any bedroom action. That was soon to change, though...Thursdays were always quiet for me. I had no lectures or tutorials and generally had a nice lay in as the house was always empty. Today I thought I'd...
Straight SexIf you read Painful Piano Lessons - Part 4, you’ll know that I watched Alison being caned stark naked before she helped ‘Miss’ cane me in a most embarrassing way. As she was leaving, Alison pushed a note into my hands and made it perfectly clear that she would like to meet up with me again. I was not going to turn down that offer. I called her and we chatted for a while before I suggested we meet up. Alison told me that her parents were away for the weekend so I could go over to her house. I...
SpankingA new Story I've been working on, I've got a lot of it written already and i just need to format it A bit better. It's taking place in a Sliders type parallel universe where Women are 90% of the population like all my stories. It's femdom themed but "gender role reversal" more than humiliation or BDSM. Hope you enjoy it. Feel free to make requests. Full disclosure: it's written with AI DUNGEON. You are Tom, a low level employee at a large bank. Your boss Alison is very attracted to you and...
So I went with my girlfriend Alison to her friend Sandra's house. Sandra is a bbw. She has long dark hair, blue eyes, big tits and a big ass. Sandra's boyfriend Joey wasn't home so I hung out for a bit then I left. Alison stayed the night and then came home the next day. we hung out all day and when we laid in bed she said she wanted to talk to me about something. I said okay lets talk. She went on to say that Sandra showed her a picture of Joey's cock. She said it was huge like 10 inches. I...
Some of a guy’s first sexual experiences stick indelibly in his mind, like his first wank, his first sight of a naked woman, and the first time he shags a girl.I first got my cock sucked off by a girl called Alison. I went out with her for a while at university when we were both 20. Alison was a slightly plump girl, big and soft and very nice to be on top of. She had long brown crinkly hair below her shoulders. She had decent smooth legs, her boobs were quite large and she had a neat little...
I am a pretty average guy with two kids and a wife. We live in a small town in Nevada, about 30 miles outside of Las Vegas. If our story got out we would probably have to move. We have been married for over 10 years and our sex life was always boring. My wife Broomhilda (we will call her that) often joked, “I’ll face the wall and think of England.” She was a dead fish in bed and knew it. Don’t get me wrong, the dead fish thing will work if I just need a release. Sometimes I only want that...
CheatingThe first auction they went to provided Alison, the drudge. Jacqui's conversation beforehand with Kate had indicated that she wanted to grab the worst of the bunch who would otherwise end up in a mine dormitory, and she relayed a little of Violetta's story as her reason for doing that. Jacqui was surprised at how young the first one was. Alison was thirty years old according to Kate and was a nondescript little mouse of a woman with no tits to speak of. She could have been any age between...
“we shagged in every position we could think of with plenty of kink but that's another story.†When I moved to London for work as a single man aged thirty I lived at first in a big old house in north London. The ground floor had been made into several cosy, decent but cramped self-contained rooms one of which I occupied. The upstairs was one big apartment where the house owner, a woman called Alison, lived with her son. Alison was an attractive woman of around forty with a pleasant face, brown...
StraightTwo days after I’d fucked Alison’s dad she came up to my house after school. I couldn’t get it out of my mind that we’d been snogging, and I wanted to know if she fancied me or not. After seeing mum and her best friend I was intrigued. We got ourselves a coffee and made our way up to my bedroom which was in the attic.As we took off our school blazers Alison sat on the bed as I put some records on, we sat crouch up facing each other as we chatted about everything, the conversation soon turned...
I’m a 60 year old man and still have more passion and desire in me then most people half my age. My neighbor Alison always comes to me when she has any kind of small home repair to do. She divorced her husband two years ago after she found out he was screwing other women. This time she called me over just to change a light bulb in her ceiling fan in the master bed room. Nothing that she couldn’t do so I think that it was just an excuse to get me in her panties. I was wearing a t-shire...
Always Alison I Vanessa and I were always two separate souls but we were too much in love to understand that. She had more college degrees than I could keep track of and at the age of 28 was an up and coming star at the law firm of Barnes, Harrison and Lynch. I had graduated with degrees in Education and American Literature and at 24 was teaching seventh grade English and Poetry to earn a living but aspiring to become a writer. While Vanessa felt...
Mark Jackson gave a yawn as he headed out of the front door of the Davidson's house, he was still tired and the two parents had just gotten home from there business trip to Vegas. He had spent two days wrangling there twin eight year old son's Jason and Justin and was happy to get out of there, he was also happy about the paycheck in his hand, they always paid him well with a sizeable tip. It was a clear summer morning and the fourteen year old headed down the sidewalk for the mile long walk...
I started chatting to this woman called Alison. She seemed really nice. We shared photo's and dirty text messages for about a week. This was the first week after I had moved out from my wife. So when she asked if I wanted to meet her I jumped at the chance. I drove to mermaids wharf Cardiff, and we arranged to meet in the Japanese restaurant. When she walked in my cock sprung to attention. I got us a drink each and we sipped and chatted.After about 5 minutes she whispered to me that she needed...
She would always invite me to go to her school dances. For a few we went as girlfriend and boyfriend, as no one ever knew we were cousins. We had a lot of fun at the dances and slow dances were the best. I let my hands roam up and down her back and a few times my hands went to her ass but she didn't mind. One night during the final dance of the night, it was always “Stairway to Heaven”, she whispered in my ear that she wanted to kiss me. I looked her in the eyes with a questioning look....
New TG: "Flowers" by Vickie Tern M/F Wife No minors! Flowers by Vickie Tern "Why are you changing your shirt? We're late as it is! They're expecting us!" My wife, a little exasperated, her eyes snapping. "Sara!" Me, also a little exasperated, feeling pressured from two directions. "I can't go like this! I'm still wearing my bra! They might see! You're always worried about the neighbors, what will the neighbors...
We will now relate what was passing in the house of the king's attorney after the departure of Madame Danglars and her daughter, and during the time of the conversation between Maximilian and Valentine, which we have just detailed. M. de Villefort entered his father's room, followed by Madame de Villefort. Both of the visitors, after saluting the old man and speaking to Barrois, a faithful servant, who had been twenty-five years in his service, took their places on either side of the...
Daffodils were Pansy's favorite. To this day she is still a silly little flower gurl wanting, waiting, craving for another man to bring a fresh bouquet. But today was not an ordinary day. With the vacuum grinding and sucking and growling the knock on the door was just slightly audible. The little sissy . . . excuse me, pansy (she just loved being called a pansy) flamboyantly sashayed her way with little itty bitty tiny steps. She swung the door open and presented a lush bright smile. "Yessss?"...
Two days after, a considerable crowd was assembled, towards ten o'clock in the morning, around the door of M. de Villefort's house, and a long file of mourning-coaches and private carriages extended along the Faubourg Saint-Honore and the Rue de la Pepiniere. Among them was one of a very singular form, which appeared to have come from a distance. It was a kind of covered wagon, painted black, and was one of the first to arrive. Inquiry was made, and it was ascertained that, by a strange...
Sarah McKinney loved flowers. Take a walk down Lakeland Street almost any morning or afternoon and you would find Sarah in the yard tending her zinnias, chrysanthemums and marigolds under the old maple tree in the front, or pruning or fertilizing her roses in the back yard. Besides her flowers, she also tended a number of foliage plants and there were shrubs and bushes of several varieties. Her yard was the envy of the neighborhood and neighbors would often ask her advice on planting and...
NOTE: My apologies to author V.C. Andrews for using her title. Flowers In The Attic When I first designed my house it was way ahead of its time. Today ‘Going Green’ is a catch phrase but to me it has been a way of life for years. I have used my southern exposure as best I can. The windows on that side allow the heat from the sun in, between the windows are solar panels that just about cover my electrical needs, and the entire roof slopes to that side. The roof is entirely covered...
It was nearly spring, and I was rapidly approaching my 16th birthday. I was growing more and more anxious as the day approached. Not only would it be my sweet 16, but I would have finally come of age and be eligible for marriage... almost. Only one thing stood in the way, my Rite of passage. The Rite was a law and a religious decree, "No girl may be considered eligible to marry unless she has undergone the Rite of passage and been sanctified into womanhood within the first fortnight of her...
The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Sophia, along with some of the characters in the other two stories make cameo appearances here. *************************************** I...
The Real Stepford Wives - Vicky's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This is my third entry in the Stepford Series. This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Lizzie, along with some of the characters in the original two stories make cameo appearances...
The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Some of the characters in those stories make cameo appearances here. ********************** I was four years into my career as a Big Four accountant. Two years ago, I had been promoted to senior associate and was hopeful about...
Introduction: Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron get lost in the forbiden forest and finaly let their feeling for each other show. Ron and Hermione were strolling around the black lake, they werent actually dating but they were doing all the normal couples stuff except for the kissing and sex. They saw two people in the distance walking towards them. Is that Harry and Ginny Hermione asked. The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were...
The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy By VI This story is based on my favourite piece of TG fiction, which was written by the author Sarah Barndt. If you have never read 'The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies' then please do so, as it is an imaginative and well told story. Thanks very much Sarah. ************************ I had been performing ballet since I was eight, and for the last six years had been with one of the American ballet companies. I think the fame...
The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were dating) walked up to them. "Hey guys" Ginny said in a bouncy giddy voice she always used now it got even giddier when she was with Harry. "Hey" Ron replied "we were just heading back to school for lunch" "Bah that's dull" said Ginny almost actually bouncing now "come with us we're going to the forbidden forest" "You know the forest is forbidden for a reason" Hermione...
FLOWERS by dkb Amy walked down the street with her menfolk. Little Tommy sat astride her shoulders, holding on to her forehead, little lord of all he surveyed. He was still a constant delight to her, even after three years of being a mum. He was a paradox, clumsy, helpless and dependent and yet also supremely confident, as if everything was there for him and nothing could possibly go wrong. Oh, he cried sometimes, when something startled him or when he hurt himself. But he could...
The Chelmsford Stalker By Michele Nylons The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer...
Once upon a time.... All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't...
Introduction: Jessaica and her father take a road trip to the small california town Stepford to try a special kind of exotic meat, Bassed on a fictional town (Stepford) in the game SecondLife. Stepford Meat Swap Story: #47 Copyright 2010 Written: October 02 2010 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************* ~~!! NOTE !!~~ This story is bassed on a fictional town within the...
The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer flesh-toned hose. He thought he could make out a subtle seam...
Story: #47 Copyright ©2010 Written: October 02 2010 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************* ~~!! NOTE !!~~ This story is bassed on a fictional town within the game Second Life called Stepford, I would like to thank Ariana RoeCastle, Emilie Muggins & Jerrol Jarvinen of Stepford for thier approval of this...
Clifford sat up in bed feeling the warm body lying next to him. He looked down at the shape in the near darkness. Janet. Christ, why did it have to be this way? He had loved Tracy, he still did. So why was he in Janet's bed? Why did he have sex with her? Four times? Not one of them was anything like the times he had been with Tracy, and yet... He got out of bed and made his way to the window, padding in his bare feet across the carpet. He slowly pulled open the curtains and looked out at...
The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies by Sarah Barndt I was once a normal, heterosexual male. That is, I was until I happened upon the town of Stepford. I was spending a few weeks there, installing some equipment at Stepford Pharmeceutical Labs, for the company I worked for. I had recently broken up with my fiancee and was glad to be back on the road as a working engineer. I enjoyed it, but Stepford was odd. All of the men wanted to ask me about my sex life when I...
All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't feel fear anymore, just...
A knock on the back door last evening around 5:00, who could that be I though. I looked out the window towards the driveway. “THUMP THUMP” my heart pounded seeing the lawn care truck. “Be right there I yelled and hurried into the bathroom refreshing up my lipstick and makeup. Keeping cool in the hot weather I was wearing only a ¾ black satin slip, black panties and bra. I rushed to open the door, I went limp like a little school girl seeing her dream guy. It was Ron the bisexual lawn care boy...
The Real Stepford Wives Brown Sugar by Sarah Barndt I was once a normal, heterosexual male. That is, I was until I happened upon the town of Stepford. I was spending a few weeks there, installing some equipment at Stepford Pharmaceutical Labs, for the company I worked for. I had recently broken up with my fiancee and was glad to be back on the road as a working engineer. I enjoyed it, but Stepford was odd. All of the men wanted to ask me about my sex life when I visited 'the...
Reddit Erin Ashford, aka r/ErinAshford! Erin Ashford is not a pornstar from a bygone age, nor is she a famous modern-day pornstar. She’s also not a semi-famous Twitch streamer gone nude, not an Instagram model that promotes flat tummy tea, and definitely not a XXX cam model. So who is she exactly, and why should you care about her? Truth be told, she isn’t really known outside of Reddit - she made her XXX debut on /r/GoneWild after posting a large selection of XXX pictures (and some videos) on...
Reddit NSFW ListAuthor’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and if you have a Literotica log-in and...
Stepford brothers (change to sisters!) By bojok71 Author's notes: this story serves to plug a hole, in my view, of the credibility of the Stepford stories. What if someone came looking for a lost relative? The answer is simple, and forms part of this story. Story notes: this story is very close, for obvious reasons, to the original Stepford story. However, it's new enough to be considered a new read. It's as sexual and interesting as my other stories. Thanks again to Sarah Barndt for...
The next morning Forrest woke up at about 10 and woke me with a kiss on the lips. I surprised him by throwing my arms around him and deepening the kiss. I reached down under the covers and grabbed his balls. I played with them as I felt his dick start to harden. He did the same to me, squeezing my balls and moving them around in my loose sack, causing my dick to harden. Without a word, I grabbed my cloths and beckoned for him to do the same. After checking that his sister was still...
We waved bye to Forrest’s and my parents as they drove off. It was summer break and they would be gone for several days. My friend Forrest and his 9 year old sister, Scout, were staying at my house for the time they were gone. None of our parents wanted us to be home alone, but they were fine if we were together. I was 15 and Forrest was 14, but he looks 10 or 11. I live in the middle of nowhere, but we found plenty of things to do during the day, but my favorite time was at night. My...
Peggy Sanford stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Roosevelt New Orleans Hotel. As she walked across the lobby she noticed several males obviously checking her out. She smiled to herself as she walked across the long spacious lobby. It always pleased Peggy that she could still attract such attention. Not that she should be surprised, for a married mother of two in her late forties, Peggy was still a very beautiful woman. Her long brown hair framed a face that belied her age,...
It was the summer before my second year of high school when I got a call from Darci Smith asking me to meet her at the high school the next day to help her clean out the costume room. Now Darci is the drama club teacher and the art teacher. Every guy in the school wants to fuck her and masterbates to her. Darci is in her early thirties, married, and looks like she is still twenty one. She has nice mid size tits, a fine ass, big blue eyes and blonde hair. She has a pert little hard body and...
"There's a man here to see you, Mr. Forrester; he says he's a detective from the Denver Police Force." Oh-oh, thought John. "Ok, send him in, Angela." "Hello, Mr Forrester; my name is Paul Donohue, I'm a detective from the Denver Police Force." "What can I do for you, Detective Donohue?" as I pressed the intercom so Angela could listen in discreetly out at her desk. "Well, Mr. Forrester, sometime last year I was handed a case in Denver that has us all baffled. It seems that two...
Chapter 1 Stephen sighed as he watched the world go by. "I still don't see why we have to move," he told his wife as he turned to look at her. "Because honey, the company is opening a new store in Stepford and they asked me to run it," Emily replied, not taking her eyes off the road. "Besides, the offer was too good to turn down and the house came as part of the job," Emily continued. "I'd thought that you'd be proud of me," she added. "And I am. Really," Stephen added as his wife...
I had been working in the construction industry a week when the foreman called me to his office. As I made my way over I wondered what I could have done wrong. As it had gone clocking off time I was annoyed that the meeting would be eating in to my free time. 'Aah, come in.' he said as I stepped through the door. 'Have a seat.' His office was much neater than I thought it would be. As I looked around the room I noticed that there were no girlie pictures like I had seen plastered up everywhere...
GayMeeting at Bedford MillsI had often thought about my friend Simone in the years since we had been at school together. After I graduated, I had moved to New York to pursue my career and with a husband and children, I had lost touch with Simone, but I knew that she had married a rich man whom she had met at college, and that they lived in Greenwich, Connecticut, but they had no children. I had also heard from other former classmates who had met her, that she had a glamorous lifestyle, with...
Mary Pilson knew that her ‘uncle’ Walter was grooming her. ‘Uncle’ was a silly term that Mary’s mother used to describe the men who moved into their home to take advantage. Mary had no time for her uncles; she saw them for what they were, parasites and users. Mary’s mother could hardly make ends meet working as an usherette at the local cinema. Her good looks, curvy body and long legs ensured that she was well tipped by the male customers but she also attracted the sharks. Mary mostly...
We’re cruising along a wide and quiet suburban street. Green lawns stretch back from the pavement to the nice semi-detached homes. There’s a slim woman walking a large dog along the side of the road, and we pan around to look at her as we pass – it’s no-one we know, but we kind of wish we did! Then we’re looking forward again – seeing an intersection infront of us ... Then pulling up, looking out of the side window right at a single story, flat-roofed building. A sign outside reads,...
Flowers for Chad by Lenal [Content Note: This is, by far, the darkest story I've written, and contains themes of gender dysphoria, bigotry, degradation, and identity death. Apologies to Daniel Keyes for this one.] THIS FILE IS PROPERTY OF THE JUNO INSTITUTE. ACCESS IS RESTRICTED TO PROJECT TIRESIAS SUPERVISORS. UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS IS PROHIBITED AND WILL RESULT IN PHYSICAL AND MENTAL PENALTIES. RESEARCHER'S NOTE: Attached is a text transcript of the Electronic Diary for Patient...
During the weeks which followed Sarah and Michael became lovers. Although they could only see each other on Friday evenings, each looked forward to it all week. Michael would bring her flowers, sometime a fresh bouquet and sometimes a potted plant which Sarah would place in her kitchen window or transplant to her garden. They began going to dinner together at small out-of-the-way restaurants where they were not likely to encounter anyone that either knew. Although they often ended up in a...
Michael stood by the car about half way down the block from the McKinney residence. Todd Masters, one of the older frat brothers was behind the wheel. "Okay, plebe, there she is working in those flowers of hers." Michael was a bit taken aback. When Bell had made the comment that the older woman was not bad looking, Michael had thought he was being facetious, that the McKinney woman would be haggard and ugly. Actually just the reverse was true. Sure, he thought, she was obviously in late...
September 1981, Milford, Ohio Friday was routine until lunchtime. Afternoon classes had been canceled for both Elyse and me because of the Labor Day weekend, so I drove back to the apartment instead of having lunch on campus. Elyse and I packed our overnight bags and waited for Kathy and Bethany, who arrived as planned, and we left Chicago just before 4:00pm. It was my goal to make the trip to Milford in just under five and a half hours, which I could do if we grabbed fast food on the way...
Michael tired several times over the next few weeks to contact Sarah. He send flowers with notes asking to see her. He went by her house, but she refused to answer the door. He called but she did not answer. Finally one evening, he dialed her number as he had done scores, perhaps hundreds of times since that fateful night. After several rings he was almost ready to hang up when the receiver on the other end was picked up. "McKinney residence." "Sarah, it's Michael, please don't hang...
It was the electronic chirp of a cellphone text message that first stirred Peggy Sanford from a state of excessive alcohol and strenuous sexual activity induced sleep to a state of semi-conscious awareness. The first thing she recognized was that she was not the only one lying in the bed. She felt the warm embrace of a delicate arm draped across her chest, a set of soft full breasts pressing up against her back, a smooth hairless pelvis nuzzled up against her buttocks and a tone fit leg...