Homecoming
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Best friends Lexie and Samantha, (better known as Sam) were really excited that it was working out perfectly to double date to their prom. Both juniors and best friends since third grade, Sam was dating Josh, a football player, who had recently introduced his buddy Zack to Lexie. They hit it off and all agreed to attend the Homecoming Dance together. The girls were both cheerleaders and so very excited about the Friday night game as well as Saturday's dance. The boys, both seniors playing their...
SpankingHomecoming A small Forward: I know some people are looking forward to more stories with images, I'm sorry that I didn't deliver such a thing. I still may in the future, but right now I'm focusing on a different story that involves elements not typically explored in trans-fiction. The next one will most definitely be illustrated, this one...I originally wanted to, but then I felt the writing spoke for itself enough. If I'm wrong, tell me, and if any one's interested in doing some...
She nibbled her lip, nervous, wondering yet again if she had made the right decision. She checked the mirror one last time to be sure she looked okay. Her green eyes stood out against the black eyeliner and double coat of mascara she had painstakingly applied. Her lips were coated with a burgundy stain covered with a shimmering gloss. She had spent a lot of time working on her hair to give it that "effortless" look. Softly hanging to her shoulders, a deep brown with streaks of blonde added here...
Straight SexThe early morning summer rain washed away my tears as I sat naked in a lotus position on top of a cliff overlooking Eros Valley a few hundred meters below. I allowed myself to feel sorry for myself. Two years ago, on Christmas Day my ex-husband left with his affair of three years, never to return. After the divorce I threw myself into yoga practice and even went on an eighteen month retreat at an ashram in India. I found peace through meditation and yoga, but not Enlightenment.In all this time...
SwingersThe lit windows looked golden and inviting as my rig rumbled toward the little house at the end of the street. The place wasn’t much to look at and the neighborhood had seen better days. But fresh paint and flower boxes dripping with blue pansies made it feel cheerful and homey. Colleen’s eyes flitted anxiously over my shoulder when she opened the door. “I told you never to come here without calling first,” she hissed. She stepped past me to peer east and west. “My husband is due back any...
2005 It was a hot, gritty night. The kind you experience only on the high desert. The long, flat highway rolled-out ahead as would a path through a mountain meadow. Except that here the peaks were rising towers of mist, the valley, sand, wind-blown off the desert floor across which the blue/gray Navy hearse was forced to crawl at snail-speed. A cloud enshrouded full moon did little to help either, unless you’re one of those strange souls for whom the spooky factor gets high marks. Under normal...
Your arms wrap around my waist and I lean against you, feeling the safety of your hard warm chest against my back.You whisper into my ear, “I’ve missed you.”“And I you,” I say, turning and snaking my hands around your neck.“Did you have a good day?”“Mmm,” I mumble, inhaling your scent, your wonderful intoxicating scent. Here, in your embrace, I feel secure, protected, at home.I lean closer, breathing in deeply as you pull me closer, filling your nostrils with my fragrance. I feel the tension of...
Straight SexKatie stepped into the terminal, tense after a dismal vacation. Dressed in a long sweater and jeans, it was obvious she wasn't skinny. However, neither was she fat. She was just a bit chubby, most of her weight going to her breasts and ass,earning a few stares that made her blush, which she hid behind her fiery, shoulder length hair. She would soon learn that her vacation wasn't over 'til she was home safe. Standing at the baggage claim, she waited...and waited... She never saw her bag....
"17.50" the cabbie says as you pull up to your house. You grab your suitcase, pay him, and head for the door. You walk in and call to your wife. No answer. You check the garage to find that the car is gone. "She must be at Tracy's." you say to yourself. You head upstairs to the bedroom to put your things away. As you are unpacking your suitcase, you notice a box on the floor of the closet. You open the box to find a couple sex toys and some oils. "This is new." you say. "Guess she missed me...
It's late at night. As you unlock the door to your apartment, you wish that somehow you'd gotten home earlier but, of course, with all the heavy traffic and the fog. Well, it feels good to be back anyways. The return trip was long and tiring; it'll be good to have a hot shower, then curl up in the covers of your bed for a long well-needed sleep. You turn on the lights, close and lock the door. You take your coat off, hang it up in the closet noticing as you do the noticing the apartment smells...
As I stepped on to the plane she was the only thing running through my mind. It had been nearly six months since I’d seen her and held her in my arms and nearly a year since we’d really been together for more than a few minutes. I understood that she had a boyfriend… I really did, but for some reason it didn’t matter to me. She was all I wanted and I wasn’t willing to accept the fact that I couldn’t have her. I’d had my chance to be with her, several times as a matter of fact, and every time...
It began in the early summer of my sixteenth year. My parents had separatedthree years previously, and my sister had moved away with my mom to the westcoast, while I stayed with my dad. I guess there was a lot of bad feelingbetween my folks, because for that three years, I didn't see either my momor Cathy at all; I got to speak with them on the phone over holidays andsuch, but that was it.Eventually, there was a thawing in the iciness that had prevailed between myparents, and a "prisoner...
The sound of the key in the lock alerted her to his arrival. With a final glance in the mirror to check her appearance, she quickly walked to the end of the hall and lowered herself to her knees. As she waited, her mind wandered back over her recent lessons… Part of her original attraction to him had been his open mind. Not many men (or women!) could handle a wild c***d like herself, let alone bring her to heel. He had more than proven equal to the challenge though, which instilled within...
2005It was a hot, gritty night. The kind you experience only on the high desert. The long, flat highway rolled-out ahead as would a path through a mountain meadow. Except that here the peaks were rising towers of mist, the valley, sand, wind-blown off the desert floor across which the blue/gray Navy hearse was forced to crawl at snail-speed. A cloud enshrouded full moon did little to help either, unless you’re one of those strange souls for whom the spooky factor gets high marks. Under normal...
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Mike stepped off the bus and took a look around. Not much changes in sleepy southern towns like this. The old diner and attached gas station across from the bus depot still had peeling paint, old men in rockers out front, and the same gaudy neon sign proclaiming, "The Best Southern Fried Chicken in the State." He looked up Main Street and saw the same Civil War memorial with General Robert E. Lee standing proud and tall with one hand on his saber."Surprised that thing is still standing," he...
Ryan slowly walked up to her, capturing every image of her angelic face for life. The softness of her tone, the love in her eyes, the compassion in her breath. Firmly he slid his left arm around her waist pulling her close, until her flesh pressed tightly to his. His right arm softly caressed her cheek. His hand moved across her jaw line, around her ear, until his fingers flowed through her hair. Her heart raced as her love slowly caressed her. Their eyes never losing contact. The love beaming...
Tony had been home all of two hours before he came to visit. Gibbs had been expecting him, pizza order ready to be placed, Tony's favorite beer cooling. And the sheets were fresh and had been changed. Gibbs himself had been in a constant keyed up state, his hard-on throbbing, his blood boiling. He was ready for his boy to come home. It had been almost five months and he was frustrated. With Tony at sea, Gibbs had known even a sat phone wouldn't afford the privacy they'd needed. He'd sent...
When his airplane finally touched down in Kansas City, Charles Trumball gave a sigh of relief. It had only been a day-and-a-half conference, but he didn't like sleeping in any bed but his own. The two nights in the hotel had seemed like a week. He was glad to be home and looking forward to his wife meeting him at the arrival gate. He was surprised to find that Cynthia was not alone in the waiting area. He liked Ned Armbruster all right. Charlie considered him a good neighbor. They lived...
Ever since I was a little girl, I have admired a certain boy. He was always my special hero; he was sometimes my baby sitter and sometimes my math or geography tutor. He was always sweet and considerate and I always loved him. More than that, I had a crush on him since I was 6 or 7 years old. He never knew it because I am shy and never told anybody, except my mom. She knew all about it. When I was almost 13 years old, he was almost 18 and finishing high school. Just before the Prom, his...
"Are you sure?" Elliot looks across the room to where Anne sits, slowly rolling her cane back and forth across her knees. Not a cane for fun and games, this one, but serious business. Collapsible graphite on an elastic core. Black handle. Four white segments, with a fifth, red, beneath. White plastic tip on the end that tap, tap, taps the ground whenever they walk anywhere together now. She raises her eyebrows at him. "Elliot, I've lost my eyesight, not my kink." "It's not your kink I...
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Last year I was on work abroad and had a free weekend at the hotel. There was a spa and I went to take a look. The receptionist lady asked me to enter from the "mens" door and she came in from the other side and showed me the facilities. There were only men there, some practically nude. I thought they had separate spa for men/women and I decided to go for the sauna. I changed and entered the sauna when I saw 2 women inside. I said sorry and was walking out when one of the women said, it...
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Hi friends this is ma first story from me rahul rai (my pen name). this is an absolute true incident that happened in my 2nd year of college life. Am basically from chennai from a decent background with a passion for high poctane cars (as all boys of my age) and huge appetite for sex. dint experiment much with it as i had a gf with whom i had broken up a month ago. The Heroine of ma story is ankita who lived in ma opposite house. She had a wonderful stats of around 34(b)-28-36 (which i later...
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We were cuddling in the hotel sauna alone. Sweat drenched our bodies as we just wore our bathing suits and had towels around our waists. We endured the intense heat as we just relaxed in silence. Then her body shifted and she got right on top of me. She kissed me once. "I love you, husband." "I love you too, wife." We heard people outside the sauna, yelling and having fun in the pool. Then she lifted herself up off me and her feet met the floor. She left the towel, wandered to the door and...
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Introduction: An experience I had when I went to University It was a few years ago, and I had found myself as a first year student at a respectable NSW Agricultural college, funnily enough, studying a bachelor of Arts. The College had amalgamated with another University, and this was the first year the Colleges were offering non-Agricultural degrees. The campus was consumed with rangy, rugged country boys, and I have to admit that the sight of a young, fit man in a tight pair of moleskin pants...
He was lost. There was no doubt about it now. He started looking for a place to turn around, but the road was dark and narrow. Rain beat upon the windshield with such ferocity that, even with the wipers on high, he could barely see the road ahead. Just as he rounded a bend, lightning lit the road like noonday. That one instant of brilliance showed him a raging torrent of black water where a bridge used to be. He slammed on the brakes, thanking the road gods that he was going slow enough to...
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Back in the 1960s and 70s a French artist by the name of Joseph Farrel created a sizeable number of BDSM drawings. He felt that the drawings were works in themselves and that people should make up their own stories to go with them. Later the drawings were published with short vignettes by Robert Merodack and others. Joseph Farrel is sadly now dead and much of his work is out of print. For my own amusement I have written my own short stories to accompany some of the drawings. Here is one of...
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Three things happened very quickly that changed the situation considerably. Kendall was promoted to account executive, a move everybody had expected for a long time, and I was promoted to Kendall's old job, a move I for one had not expected, but it meant I got a substantial raise and Kendall was no longer my boss. And then Kendall was sent away to Northwestern University for a two-week seminar. Kendall's plane was barely in the air on that Monday in May when Karen called me. "There's...
Phone pe pata laga ki sasur Guwahati se flight pakad chukein hai Dimapur ke liye. Unko airport pe lene jaana tha pati ko. Sasur ji samay pe hi ghar aa gaye. Aate hi unhone dono dewar ko Dinesh aur Suresh ko 2 ghante dur kisi kaam se Kohima bhej diya. Main kuch khane ka nasta le kar sasur ke room mein ghussi. Toh dekha pati Rajesh ko pyar se uski galtiyan samjha rahe the. Pati thoda dara hua sa bhi tha. Kyunki sasur ka bharosa nahi tha. Kab gussa ho jaye aur thappadon ki baarish ho jaye. Lekin...
I groaned, my orgasm shivering through me, my dick lodged in Crystal’s pussy. She was the second daughter I’d fucked today. My fantasies of taking my daughters, using their underage cunts, had come to life today thanks to an impossible device. The Halo. A ring of gold housing nanites. They’d changed my mind, allowing me to rewrite the brainwaves of others and control them. I imposed my will upon two of my daughters and Crystal’s friend/lesbian lover Jessica. First, I deflowered...
Besides Eve it's too late for breakfast, but we can ride the bikes to lunch, I said. That is just what we did. Lunch was a Barbecue sandwich at the barbecue pit, as the Gunny had called Keplan's. It wasn't near as far as Helen's which was a good thing since it was apparently going to start raining soon. I didn't mind riding the bike in the slight rain. If I had long hair I might have objected. Long hair requires fancy cuts and styling which go all to hell when wet. In my case the spike...
I had given up on the idea of ever meeting another man like my late husband and my biological clock was ticking. We had been an item since high school and were married at twenty, so my days of playing the field were virtually non-existant. I was content though, to accept the standard wedding vows; only problem was: No one ever expected "'til death us do part" to mean only twenty three years! Since we were married so young, I had not reached meopause before my love life suddenly ceased,...
When Deana arrived at work the next evening, she was a wiser young woman. She now knew that her Wednesdays with Barry had been kid stuff, almost like children playing house with no idea of what they were really doing. She felt a certain amount of guilt for having cheated on Barry. She also had some shame for fucking a man she didn't know, but the feelings were less than they had been the night before. She experienced a perverse thrill at having been such a wicked girl and it certainly had been...
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