Controlling The Urges
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One warm summer weekend morning, I managed to get myself out of bed in my old 3 room apartment and went about my normal routines. Shower, breakfast and coffee, then mail. Last night, I drank myself silly from the loneliness so the pounding hangover was making a big scene in my head. It was something I'm used to though. Drinking myself away when I couldn't find a date on a Friday night, not even a quick suck and fuck with the local bar flies despite the fact that it was my 20th birthday today,...
Mind ControlYou are driving your old car along a country road, contemplating the many failures of your life. You pull to a stop at a train crossing behind a school bus and absent-mindedly watch the cars pass, reminding you of time wasted and gone forever. Then you look up at the bus and through the rear window you can see a pretty blonde in a school uniform laughing. As you watch, she rises from her seat and leans over the seat in front, in all likelihood unaware of your presence at a vantage point to see...
InterracialI passed her on the stairs to my building. She stopped to hold the door for me as I was taking a load of boxes to the street. The light came in behind her silhouetting a beautiful figure and a riot of short curly hair. “Lucky girl” I thought with just a smidge of envy. My 5’8” frame is rather more generously curved than fashion dictates and my long brunette hair takes an army of stylists equipped with an arsenal of product to hold a curl. I came face to face with her and was able to see her...
LesbianIt was hot, beastly hot, as the rented van motored down the lonely interstate under the intense glare of the early-afternoon sun. Wave after wave of shimmering heat radiated off the highway in the distance and gave a surreal effect to what was going on inside the hot cab of the van. My life changed irrevocably when I happened to glance over to the passenger seat and feasted my eyes on a sight I can never forget. My daughter Merry, my not-so-innocent daughter, who had just been thrust back...
Secret UrgesBarefoot RunDave, a 13 year old eighth grader, grew up before there was an Internet and only a couple primitive computers existed in the whole country so he could not Google or search JackinWorld to discover what was happening to him and the dark urges he felt. It was before HIV. It was a time when schools did not teach sex ed and before gay lib made alternate lifestyles thinkable. Dave's parents like many parents at the time would not talk about sex and he couldn't dream of...
The earthquake lasted several minutes. That was all the time that was needed to bring down most of the houses in the neighborhood. Almost every other home was reduced to ruble. When the shaking started, Frank was up on a ladder painting his house. The vibrations almost knocked him over. He was a very muscular man and was able to hold himself in place against the house as the ladder teetered and swayed along the gutters of the roof. Being a fireman had its advantages and staying steady on a...
Robert Livingston had been a widower for about six months. He and his wife had been completely devoted to each other, and not once in their twelve years of marriage had either been unfaithful. "Compatible" is hardly a strong enough word to describe their relationship--their interests were almost identical, and they were truly friends who cared about each other. They were extraordinary lovers, too. They liked to do just about everything, with no guilt or embarrassment even when they sometimes...
Unholy UrgesbyStardog Champion©Thank goodness for the trace of warmth emanating from the computer screen on her cheeks because the rest of Kay Kellerher's body was growing clammy and numb. Even though it was late Summer and the humidity that plagued the Florida panhandle hadn't shown the slightest hint of letting up, the 47 year old woman might as well have been sitting on a chair of chisled ice as she stared, eyes agape, at the computer in front of her. "Please... nobody come upstairs," Kay...
Anna Morgan awoke knowing things weren’t right.That ache, low down. Different from the ache from her monthlies, which were at least two weeks away. Under the bedsheet, she was naked.No! She never slept naked.And why was she damp down there? Down in her dirty parts.Anna sat up and saw her pyjamas slung over a nearby chair.From downstairs came vague noises, one of them the chugging of the kitchen tap. She’d meant to have that fixed. Crazily, she connected the sound downstairs with her lower body....
Fantasy & Sci-FiI was no virgin. No amateur at this. I knew what I was doing. I may only be young but I knew damn well what to do. Knew how to pleasure myself and turn others on in the process. I looked into Joe’s eyes, saw lust and pleasure. He’d already cum twice, yet he still had a boner and was going for it again. I knew instantly he wouldn’t mind. So I laid back down and shoved the brush into myself. Pleasure and pain hit me simultaneously. I began to thrust the handle of the brush into...
Hello fellows, I am Sheela, a 53 years old widow with strong sexual urges. I am a mixed-race woman. My father was an Indian man, while my mother was a British woman. I married the man I loved with all my heart and soul, but he, unfortunately, passed away. Together, we made 6 babies before my husband’s untimely demise. As of now, I am a mother of 16 children (all mine, none adopted). But with yoga and gym, I have managed to keep myself in shape. I was doing the laundry one fine morning when I...
IncestDAUGHTERS HORNY URGES“This is perverted”, f******n-year-old Jessica told herself as she crept along the darkened back hallway of her house, moving closer to the soft moans coming from her parent’s bedroom. It was almost one o’clock in the morning, and Jessica, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightshirt had been fighting the urge to peek for ages. Images of being caught peeking flashed into her mind, the outrage of her parents, the embarrassment of being caught. But other images flashed into her...
a****l URGESI Awakening Upon awakening, my first sensation was of nausea. The difference, from the prior three occasions, only manifest in degree. Yet I did not have to open my eyes to know that, as before, I lay naked and covered in blood – hardly any my own – that was largely dried, especially around my face; eyes crusted shut, mouth tasting of blood, vomit, and I-dared-not-think what else. Not to mention the other vile bodily excretions in which I lay. Despite my being largely u*********s of...
A special thanks to KillerMuffin who worked long and hard editing my script. It was her Herculean efforts that made it as readable as it is in its current state. I accept responsibility for all the remaining spelling mistakes and poor grammar. I simply can't read it one more time. Idly, I reach across the desk and flick my index finger against the quartz desk clock and penholder. In spite of this stimulus, it does not increase its tempo, but rather continues its slow, methodical beat on this...
The first woman I ever found attractive was Catherine Zeta Jones and that crush has stood the test of time. Although I never copied it down in my journal, I remember watching The Haunting released 1999 in our exercise room. I sat on an exercise machine that felt like a piano bench cushion in the unfinished room. I watched the actress’s entrance up until this line:“So what about you? Husband, Boyfriend, Girlfriend?”Her last word was accompanied by a mischievous smile at the camera with her brown...
TrueA few months ago I was at a pool bbq party at my sister-in-laws house. My wife had always been close to her sister Mary, so we often found ourselves at eachothers homes on the weekends for various functions and get togethers. My wife, Miranda, is a beautiful woman, at 5’1” tall she had a glorious figure. Nice full C cup breasts, dark brown hair hanging past her shoulders, strong legs, a flat stomach and an ass men would kill for. Mary was a little shorter than my wife, with blonde hair and...
"Mark, not again!" I scolded Mark. His eyes were leering again at the checkout clerk. She was roughly 21 give or take based on her long blonde hair tied back behind her grocery store hat. Had a short top on underneath the apron, and thin tight jeans. Mark gave me a look of embarrassment. I just gave him away and called him out again. My head ached again. This was the third time today, earlier I had whispered when he checked out the brunette coffee babe as she handed him her coffee. I looked...
TranssexualJay knew from a young age. After finding that “Playgirl” magazine in a field near his house, he knew. As his eyes excitedly washed over the photos of nude men, he could sense his desires welling up, he could feel his attraction and lust swell his cock within his pants. Jay had seen naked girls in magazines before and been turned on, but this was something different, something altogether more powerful. He was drawn to the cock’s in the pictures. He found them beautiful and sexy, yes, but it was...
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Daddy Urges by rdwriter©Tom was looking at the vacation pictures his wife had sent him. Scrolling down the email screen he saw one with his daughter at a beach in South Florida. Jenna was wearing a hot pink two piece bikini. He found himself staring at the picture scrutinizing every inch of his daughter's body, he had not seen her with so little clothes on in a long time.Tom rarely had any sexual thoughts about Jenna but now realized she had blossomed into a very attractive 18 year old teenager...
Cassie came home from her job at Starbucks in the afternoon. "Jake? Miranda?" Her roommates weren't home yet. Good. Cassie was twenty years old and a virgin and didn't believe in sex before marriage, but she still had sexual urges. All afternoon her pussy had been tingling. She'd even been brazenly flirting with some of the male customers, something she'd never normally do. But now she was home and could relieve herself. She went into her room and was about to close the door, but then she...
MasturbationUrges and Purges Being a crossdresser is kind of like being a ping pong ball in the gender game. As we go through our lives in guy mode the need to crossdress can come on like a tidal wave. Depending on our individual circumstances this urge can be quickly and easily addressed or might have to be sublimated indefinitely until the convergence of motivation and opportunity arrives. I think that many of us deceive ourselves and try to deny the urge to crossdress but despite all the...
“This is perverted”, fourteen-year-old Jessica told herself as she crept along the darkened back hallway of her house, moving closer to the soft moans coming from her parent’s bedroom. It was almost one o’clock in the morning, and Jessica, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightshirt had been fighting the urge to peek for ages. Images of being caught peeking flashed into her mind, the outrage of her parents, the embarrassment of being caught. But other images flashed into her mind as well....
This is perverted”, f******n-year-old Jessica told herself as she crept along the darkened back hallway of her house, moving closer to the soft moans coming from her parent’s bedroom. It was almost one o’clock in the morning, and Jessica, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightshirt had been fighting the urge to peek for ages. Images of being caught peeking flashed into her mind, the outrage of her parents, the embarrassment of being caught. But other images flashed into her mind as well. Images...
************** *BING* It was a nice Friday afternoon when the intercom on Justin Flagstaff's office phone went off and he hear the voice of his secretary, "Mr. Flagstaff, there is a call for you on line 3" "Thanks karen", he said and heard the click of her hanging up. He pick up the receiver and press the button next the blinking number 3. "Hello, this is Principal Flagstaff." "Hello Sir, this is Officer Johnson with the Long Falls Police Department. Do you know a Miss Anne...
I was shaky when I stood up from the keyboard. Adrenaline coursed through my veins. Her response was swift, arriving before the adrenaline wore off. She didn't know I could be that assertive. After acknowledging her surprise, she played the proper submissive and promised to follow my instructions. We would meet in less than 24 hours. I loved my wife, so I couldn't tell her about my game with Sharon. She wouldn't have understood, but I was merely playing a game. I knew I wouldn't step...
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IncestTom rarely had any sexual thoughts about Jenna but now realized she had blossomed into a very attractive 17 year old teenager with a ripe body that is a visual feast. He marveled at how big her breasts looked and wondered what was the real size, since it seems more prominent on her five feet four inches slender frame. In another picture he noticed her small waist gives way to curvy hips that supported the magnificent bouncy ass cheeks. His eyes meandered on her fleshy thighs traveling up to...
Gyrating her hips, she cried, "Ohhh ... ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, baby, fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck meee! Uuuhhh ... ohhh, so good ... aaahhh, damn you ... pump my cunt! Fuck it good!" Her friend chuckled and kept finger-fucking the young girl. The fingers fucked faster. They pumped hard and deep, then ground from side to side. Spreading in a wide V, they pulled Janie's pussy hole wide open. The fingers then quickly snapped together and fucked into the young girl's pussy once again. With...
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Introduction: Janie enjoys her lesbian sex with her best friend Janie opened her eyes and groaned in pleasure. Her cunt tingled. It oozed fuck juices. Two fingers swirled and pumped inside the tight pussy hole. Wide open, her pussy was red and swollen as it was stroked inside out. A thumb pressed against her clit and chills of lust rushed up and down her spine. Gyrating her hips, she cried, Ohhh … ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, baby, fuck me … fuck me … fuck meee! Uuuhhh … ohhh, so good … aaahhh, damn you...
I opened my eyes and instantly regretted it. Fuck, my head was pounding. As the faces of my two alarm clocks began to merge and become a single one again on my nightstand, I saw that it was just before eight, in the A.M. I guessed. I gulped, Jesus, my mouth was dry. It felt as though my throat was full of salty sand, I could barely swallow. I spotted a bottle of water on the nightstand and reached out to grab it, desperate to slake my thirst. I leaned out to grab it and instantly regretted...
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FetishI opened my eyes and instantly regretted it. Fuck, my head was pounding. As the faces of my two alarm clocks began to merge and become a single one again on my nightstand, I saw that it was just before eight, in the A.M. I guessed. I gulped, Jesus, my mouth was dry. It felt as though my throat was full of salty sand, I could barely swallow. I spotted a bottle of water on the nightstand and reached out to grab it, desperate to slake my thirst. I leaned out to grab it and instantly regretted...
HardcoreFancy older men, check it/my profil and page urlcut.com/mniamiAt 18 years old Jessica had blossomed into a very attractive teenager with a ripe body that is a visual feast. Her ample breast size is more prominent on her five feet four inches slender frame, her small waist gives way to curvy hips that supports her magnificent firm ass cheeks.Jessica is a confident, funny, outgoing girl still having that aura of innocence. She is aware of sexuality and her beauty has not gone to her head. I have...
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Author's Notes: This story is inspired by the story Irresistable by Robopoop. I realized that this was a good concept that no one has touch for over 4 years and I wanted to expand upon it. Know that there will be use of pics in my chapters and hope any other authors do the same. Feel free to write your own threads and create a new path. On we go! I pulled myself out of bed on a warm summer weekend in the three room apartment I borrowed from an aunt. After I was awake enough not to trip over my...
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Gemma stood in front of the en suite mirror, her dark hair falling over her shoulders in loose waves as she readied herself for the night ahead. She wore only a pair of black lace panties, partly to avoid getting makeup smudges on her dress but also because it gave her a warm feeling wandering around half-naked in front of her husband. She stroked her lashes with one final coat of mascara and stepped back to assess her efforts. Zack chose that moment to appear in the open doorway, his hazel...
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I was standing outside my house with cigarette in one hand and money in the other. A rooster was crowing in the distance and the sun was just beginning to spread its golden hue. Zipping up my leather jacket, I took another drag of the cigarette before flicking it away and went inside the house. The last customer of the day was gone and I had a break of six hours or so before resuming work. The house wasn’t impressive or anything. It had a small living room with a sofa and a TV, two...
I don't have much that I can complain about in this world. I have a job that keeps me busy and pays me well. I have family that loves and supports me unconditionally. All my friends want is for me to have fun, and someday find the one for me. However there is one thing that I would love to change. One thing that would make my life just that much better right now. I really wish I could get laid. No matter how hard I try I just can't seem to get any one to fuck me. I don't want to sound...
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HardcoreTHE URGE It is funny how the urge strikes you. Mostly it occurs early in the morning just as I am waking. The day is still dark but the sun hints at peeking over the horizon. The room is quiet, the bed is soft and warm, and the cotton sheets have a luxurious feel. I drift toward consciousness slowly and begrudgingly The clock radio dial on my bed table glows with a soft green luminescence, a sentinel to the hours. It is preparing itself to begin chirping at the appointed time. I...
I missed his cock inside me. I couldn’t pretend, I didn’t want to pretend about my urges anymore. I craved to have him bend me over, to be on my knees for him, to have him use me for his sexual needed and appetite. I was young and he was older, but there was a connection. We fit together.He was a Physical Education Instructor at my school, everyone called him Coach. Coach and I were having sex, but more than that, I was learning and exploring. I knew he had his urges, manly, basic urges and I...
I started touching myself every day after coming back from the class. It helped me to get relaxed and sleep well. I was doing good in the computer class. The family where I was working as a maid was also treating me well. Life was going well after the initial struggles. A few months passed by. I had made good friends with a few of the girls from the computer class. As a result, one of them (Manisha) invited me for dinner. She was also from a remote village, but she had progressed well. I didn’t...
"This is perverted", sixteen-year-old Fiona told herself as she crept down the darkened hallway of her house, moving closer to the soft moans coming from her parents bedroom. It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and Fiona, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightie had been fighting the urge to peek for ages. Images of being caught peeking flashed into her mind, the outrage of her parents, the embarrassment of it. But other images flashed too. Images off passionate, wriggling bodies and...