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The next morning everything was soaked, and the rain was threatening to resume. The dogs had assembled the cattle in their usual place, to await Pete to milk them. Pate came down wrapped in a poncho and wearing knee-high rubber boots. In a couple of places the water had gathered until it threatened to overwhelm the boots. It had been like this before, even if it had been awhile. He just had to deal with it. The cows HAD to be milked. No ifs, ands, or buts. He got a squeegee out and started...
The days seemed, to most of them, to roll by so quickly. The only dissenting opinion was from Sue. She was anxious to graduate, and move to the next stage in her life. She had been unsure of which direction she wanted to go, but, once she DID decide, she went at it with all her abilities. She had made her decision in the days after their initial meeting at William and Sharon's home. She had talked extensively with Billy, and had reached a decision that would satisfy her curiosity, AND her love...
My mom and I arrived at Ms. Christina's house for her annual Christmas Eve party. She threw it every year and since her and my mom were best friends, she had to attend. I would've rather spent my Christmas Eve in bed watching Rudolph, but my mom forced me to attend. I skipped it the last few years, but this year my mom wouldn't let me out of it. We arrived and I headed straight to the couch to sit down. My plan was to attract no attention to myself. Mom and I were the first to arrive. There was...
MILFBoredom and cable television are not a good mix. One can get into trouble with this combination. You see people flipping houses, storage locker purchases, auto auctions, auto rebuilds and everything under the sun. After watching these programs, my dreams of owning a '57 Thunderbird or a Corvette of the first or second generation were out of the question. I saw the prices of these autos and decided that I could afford a '67 Ford Mustang Convertible.I searched the auctions, trade papers,...
MILFMustang Sally By Heather St. Claire They say love is eternal. They say love can accomplish impossible things. Tom and Sally Fuller, a retired couple living a seemingly ordinary life in the city of Westport, are an amazing testament to love's power. It's hard to find a starting point for their story, because it's really a loop of time....The best place to begin may be in the year 2008. Tom Fuller, sixty-three years old and twice a widower, had just sold his insurance agency,...
I remember the first time that I saw a Mustang. It was a brand new ’64 powder blue with a white top. It was pretty compared to what was around in those days. Many of the new car models were boring until the Mustang added some excitement to the mix. I lusted over Mustang’s until I bought my first one in ’85, a black GT with a 5 speed and two tone charcoal gray interior with red piping. I had to wait 12 weeks to receive the car because Ford ran out of wheels. The dealer tried to up the price...
“How much longer?” Little Jack rarely displayed patience. His sister, Lula, had some patience, just not for her little brother. “Mom is always on at the same time. If you can’t work it out you don’t need to know.” “Be nice to your brother, Lula.” I sat on the sofa and Jack climbed onto my lap. “Your mom will be on very soon.” Occasionally, I let the kids stay up late to see their mom on tv. She was a newsreader and it was about to start. During the ads preceding the show a tingle in my left...
Fantasy & Sci-FiI was a young man, still in school. For years, I had been drawn to penis' of all ages. I had had afew "Gay" experiences but it was never enough. Id lay awake at night thinking about cock, sucking it and even fucking it. I'd masturbate with the thought of a cock in my mouth and had even touched and penetrated my own asshole with my fingers, imagining it was a cock. A neighbor down the street from my parents house was always working on a car or two. Fixing them or hopping them up. I was also into...
Kristina's life had improved drastically in the past two years. Most people would consider getting a divorce at thirty years old pretty bad. A divorce due to her husband's infidelity with his coworker. And his other coworker. Not to mention her own older cousin. The divorce had been swift and uncontested. He had tried to show remorse, but she would have none of it. She now had half his assets, including a small chain of coffee shops. Her revenge had only begun once Kristina had control over...
"Sam do you know where I put my ducky at? I need him to go to the beach with me. Sam are you listening to me?""Yes k*d, I am," said Sam. "Look you left him over there on counter." "Oh yeah," Cat said. "Sam look at my bathing suit, what do you think?""It’s pink," Sam replied, "and a bikini.""Well of course it’s pink, I love pink," Cat said all happy. "And Jade said if I wore a bikini I would get lucky tonight, whatever that means. Jade is always saying weird things like my br*ther does."Jade is...
Diane’s Submissive AdventuresThe TreadmillDiane tried to focus on her breathing and walked. It was difficult for many reasons, but the most pressing problem at the moment were the high heels. That and the fact that she was blindfolded . . . and her hands were tied behind her back. Whatever the main problem was, the entire situation made it difficult. The twins were masters at pushing her buttons, but now she was beginning to think they were going too far. They had stripped her down, tied her...
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When i was 15 I worked for a local bakery. M y job was to help Artie, one of the drivers, make his deliveries. It wasn't a bad job and Artie would buy me lunch and give me $3 for the day. Later on, he would also buy me cigarettes. Artie had a reason for all of this niceities. He wanted to suck my cock. One day he grabbed me in the back of the truck and he massaged my weiner. It felt pretty good and he commented on the size of it. he asked if i wanted to go to an old country road so he...
Letter from a Reality Readjustor By Bill Hart There were a few questions and complaints with regard to reality readjustors following my story "Friends are Whatever You Make of Them". Rather then simply write a new explanatory story, I thought I'd share with you instead a letter I received several weeks ago that was the primary inspiration for the above story. I've changed the names, of course, to protect the innocent. That assumes, of course, there are innocent to...
Breadcrumbs Author's note: This one isnt a nice story. Sorry. And sorry to the author of the story which led to this piece. I actually like most of their work, so I hope they forgive me for this. My moment had arrived. It had taken some doing, but I had been pretty sure that tonight was the night. To help things along I found some she-male porn and had it playing, knowing they'd have the computer tapped by now. The porn probably wasn't necessary, but it was a nice...
I am Raju and narrating a fantasy for you. I am aged 20 and a student of Fine Arts and I am little bit famous among my friends for painting Tattoos and things like this on different parts of the body. All my friends ask me to paint Tattoos on their arms, cheeks, etc. Even my teachers admire my works. Such a teacher of mine is a good friend of the famous celebrity Shilpa Shetty This incident took place when that teacher of mine was working with her in the film "BADHAI HO BADHAI." She needed...
Hentai 2 Read aka Hentai2R...Well, looking to pick up a book? No, really, I’m serious. Don’t worry, I’m not talking about all of those boring ass stories that collect dust at your local library. What I want are those plastic-wrapped doujinshi that bookstores pack away behind a curtain so that everyone knows you’re a degenerate when you head on back there.Hentai2read.com is just the site you’ve been looking for. Or, hell, maybe you already know about this giant of a site. They bring in over 23...
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Hentai Manga SitesIntroduction: It was a very special night on the hood of that car.. Mustang GT350: Innocence Lost By Samantha G. It was 1987. The year Bo Didley, Chuck Berry, and Marvin Gaye made it to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Marvin Gaye was a favorite of my Dad, and Ford Mustangs were a hot topic at our dinner table on most nights, but tonight was extra special for me. It was my 16th birthday. I had my pick for our dinner on this night and, to nobodys surprise, it was my Moms homemade pizza. My Mom...
Note: I don?t write stories. I just tell phantasies Perspectives on a treadmill There?s nothing worse than posing chicks in a gym! When I arrived, there was only one treadmill left. I grunted to myself, because that meant, that I would spend my 30 minutes warm up looking straight over to one of those poser chicks. The treadmills were positioned in a circle around a deeper area of the cardio-area, overlooking stepping- and spinning-gear. Of course there was the possibility of...
By Samantha G. It was 1987. The year Bo Didley, Chuck Berry, and Marvin Gaye made it to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Marvin Gaye was a favorite of my Dad, and Ford Mustangs were a hot topic at our dinner table on most nights, but tonight was extra special for me. It was my 16th birthday. I had my pick for our dinner on this night and, to nobody’s surprise, it was my Mom’s homemade pizza. My Mom really didn’t have time to do this in one day, so she would start the night before...
Thanks to the knee doctor for editing assistance. It was seven o'clock in the morning, and my wife was out in the driveway washing her car again. I got her the 1965 red Mustang convertible for our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. It was a special present, and I was hoping it would be well worth the twenty thousand dollars it cost me. I was wrong. Julie had been having an affair with one of the guys who worked in my office complex. She thought that she was being discrete, but it just wasn't...
Gym: Treadmill By Radioactive Loner The woman behind the desk looked like any other woman in any other gym in any other city in any other world. Nondescript, with perhaps a slight cast of light beauty on her face, making her enough to briefly capture one's attention, yet not memorable enough to stay there. Her brown hair was done up in a ponytail, and she wore the black-and-red polo shirt common to the employees of this popular chain of gyms. She smiled as he entered the room, and...
The smell of baking bread wafted from the kitchen into the living room and over to the front door as I came home. I love the smell of fresh- baked bread. Wally knows it, which is why he made baking his new hobby ever since he gave up on finding a new job. I put down my purse and drifted into the kitchen, clicking my tongue. "Wally, we've still got three rolls left from the last batch!" I gestured to the basket sitting on the counter that held three breads that resembled fat hot dog...
Aoshi: You'll fight with your full strength, but as you are, without turning the reverse blade around... Kenshin: Yes. Aoshi: More empty words. (He strikes the bookshelf to Kenshin's side, destroying it.) Aoshi: You fight with regard for your opponent's life. How can you use your full strength? At the height of the Bakumatsu, you fought to kill your enemy. That's exactly why you survived as the strongest of the Hitokiris. To fight with swords is to take life! A fight is to decide...
Dinner was passed pleasantly enough, much better than the last four years of dinners that Amy had grown accustomed to. The whole dining room was a mass of conversations held across the table, across the room, even across the house! Laughter and warmth was so heavy in the air, that to an unacquainted soul, Amy suddenly felt like her life had been empty without these new friends. Cowboy after cowboy had strode into the house, and she had been pleasantly surprised by the drop of countenance in...
Tuesday, April 26, 2005 (Continued) The meeting at the Anderson's had gone very much as expected, in that my two families would do the decent thing and give Ava buckets of support. Everything about it was pretty obvious, so I won't bother describing it further. Most of what follows are threads left dangling when Ava & Co. went to meet my parents. I'll present the threads a little out of chronological sequence, following threads rather than chronology, for the sake of...
It had been a couple of months since his last visit and Harry Oyez was looking forward to this one with anticipation as he drove up and parked the car. He got out quickly and went up to the door and knocked. "Ah pet, nice to see you again," she greeted him warmly. "Here let me get a look at you. Strip!" Harry took everything off blushing ever so slightly when he was down to his wife's panties that MzSuga had told him to wear when they set up the meeting. "Here's a little cocktail...
My wife and I were never ones to be considered traditional. We have had an open marriage for years, and good friends of ours have shared in our relations. Last year we made the daring decision to include our oldest daughter, Stacy, into our sexual relations. Stacy took to in naturally. We were gentle and slow with her and she learned to enjoy it very much. I'd be lying if I told you that I didn't enjoy it myself. Stacy was twelve when I first made love to her, and it was incredible. When...
This is a blast from the past. It is about a night I had the old Mustang Bookstore in Upland, CA.I've been sucking cock at the Mustang Book Store for years. This is the first in a long series of events that are 100% true to the best of my memory. Here is what happened yesterday.After arriving around 4pm I settled into one of the corner booths upstairs waiting for my first cock to suck. Finally a guy who looked to be in his forties about 6 foot tall came into my booth and asked me if I wanted...
Mandy peered at the currying brush she'd just dropped inside Widowmaker's stall. Widowmaker, though he was perfectly nice to her, got his name from his propensity to kick and his stall had been equipped with plywood on the slats to keep him from kicking them out, or kicking through them. And now the brush she needed was inside his stall. Widowmaker stood placidly, facing her, waiting for her to feed him another sugar cube or apple. She'd been winning him over bit by bit ever since she'd...
“Calm down Chad, there is a highly reasonable explanation why a baby is you’re bed with no face.” I was really trying hard as hell to think about what had happen last night, and then I heard a knock on the door. Who is it? I ask trying to figure out how a baby or what look like was doing in my room. “Its Terrell man open up I got to tell you something so incredible your jaw will drop.” Yeah I can say the same about myself, I exclaim opening up the door. ‘So I met this girl and she...
SRU: Bimbo Bread By Jezzi Belle Stewart (c) 2002 Turn Right Productions Ellie Dauberowski sat for a moment in her '84 Yugo in the parking lot of Round Lake's only 7-11 convenience store repairing her face. She had started to cry almost immediately after leaving the parking lot of the detective agency and finally decided to pull in and park before she became a hazard to others on the road. That was Ellie: kind, considerate, model wife and mother Ellie; "Good Old Ellie" her...
Dark Reader is a must-have extension for your browser. There, I said it. I mean, I don’t need to think about these things at all. I know for a fact that most of you guys out there are in dire need of a good extension that will convert any website into dark mode. It can be a real pain in the ass when you’re trying to watch porn at night, but your favorite site doesn’t have a dark mode option. So, when it comes to getting a good experience from any website, no matter what they have as their UI...
Useful SoftwareFresh Bread By Wonder_DadStory #3Our high school was where all the food that was prepared for the lunch programs throughout area cooked. Every morning we were greeted by the smell of fresh bread cooking in the kitchen, loaf after loaf of fluffy white bread lined the tables of the kitchen. Some students worked in the kitchens with the cooks until their classes started. For a quarter, these students could buy a loaf of fresh hot bread. They were allowed to sit and eat it before class. If you were...
It happened during my senior year in high school, shortly after my 18th birthday. I've always been shy around women and of course I was still a virgin. As a matter of fact, I had never been in more than a couple of dates in my whole adolescent life and they all have ended in near disasters. That meant of course that the only naked female flesh that I ever saw live was clad in swimsuit at the beach in the summer or in the public swimming pool, where I used to go in the winter. And believe me,...
I have read many stories on the computer but I'll have to admit this one is quite different from any I have read, I'm not saying there isn't any written, I'm saying I have not read any. This story was told to me about a year ago, while I was on vacation lying in the sun on a Pacific Island. I found it somewhat hard to believe until I had heard the complete story from beginning to end. After thinking about it for a few months I have decided to write about it, the names and places have been...
In the quiet, backwater system of Halderon IV, the old war horse had been put to pasture. She floated majestically in geostationary orbit over the gas giant that star maps called HV-16 and the locals called Lesvous. A bevy of smaller ships darted around the system, all of them hopelessly obsolete by modern standards, consigned to system defense duty and anti-piracy patrols. Compared to the old campaigner, they were state of the art. Almost one thousand years had passed since her massive,...
I preface this story with a pertinent excerpt from “Tommy” Chapter 5: “The water was still hot, so I made myself a cup. Spied the .38 again, but left it be. The mere thought of holding the damn thing was too much. I’d been cured of guns during a run-in with my father’s 20 gauge shotgun when I was fifteen. But that’s another story for another time.” Brookpark, Ohio. 1970. Another time. Saturday afternoon. I was watching TV in my bedroom. I saw rapid movement in the hallway outside my door....
CHAPTER 1: A GAME OF CHANCEIt was a hot summer night in Philadelphia and Colin, as usual, was out with Sheryl. He probably wouldn't be home until late. With nothing better to do, Aileen went to the small alcove of their apartment where the computer was set up and signed on. Perhaps she would play a couple games of gin rummy, but what she hoped for most was that Ben would be online.Aileen Reilly had been divorced for almost ten years. Even though she hadn't had a serious relationship since her...
I lay down between her spread thighs and just looked at the banquet laid out before me for a few moments. Sally had the prettiest pussy I'd ever seen–the lips were tucked in nice and tight and there was no droop or hanging down in them.I've known some women whose pussy reminded me of a Basset hound, but such was not the case with Sally. Her small "man in the boat" was peeking out from under his hood wanting to know what was going on, and I could see the beginnings of wetness as I looked at...
HardcoreI came home from work one Friday for lunch–my office isn't that far from home and occasionally I do come home just to get away from work for a bit and regroup. When I got there, I noticed a flat-bed tow truck loading up my neighbor's prize 1965 Mustang convertible. Curious, I went over to see her."Hi Sally, I saw the tow truck outside. Are you having car troubles?"She looked down sadly. "No, it's being repossessed." "Repossessed? What happened?""Well I got fired about a week ago and I...
HardcoreI was recently reading one of the stories on this site and it brought to mind some of the early adventures that I enjoyed with a woman named Sally. I had known her for about two years when the following story happened. We had flirted back and forth for most of that time. It was harmless, as we were both married. Then one week she told me that her husband had moved out the past weekend and they were through. I sympathized with her of course and gave her a shoulder to use.About a month later when...
ExhibitionismThe Sheriff in a small town walks out in the street and sees a blonde cowboy coming down the walk with nothing on but his cowboy hat, gun, and his boots, so he arrests him for indecent exposure.As he is locking him up, he asks "Why in the world are you dressed like this?The Cowboy says, "Well it's like this Sheriff .. I was in the bar down the road and this pretty little red head asks me to go out to her motor home with her. So I did.We go inside and she pulls off her top and asks me to pull...
Ellen stood at the butcher’s block–that also served as an island–peeling and quartering potatoes for dinner. She nervously glanced at the clock. 4:15. Her husband would be home in an hour. The thought made her smile and feel giddy. Nearly ten years of marriage and she still trembled at the mere thought of him. After the potatoes were quartered and washed, she added them to the pan of boiling water, generously sprinkled in a few seasonings, and checked on the roast. When she cut into the chunk...
Hi I am vijay 26 here back with my third part of seducing my sister with my friend.Thanks for your feedback on my past stories.i have replied to most of you. I have even shared our pics and our phone numbers to some of the iss readers.U can read my previous stories of Seducing My sister and making her my wife and Sharing My sister with my friend before reading this part. For all those who have not seen my sister pic I wanna describe abt here once again. She is 21 doing M.E in one of the reputed...
Incest-1. English. please. 0. make a respectable plot. "daddy" helps. try being original. "daddy helps". make it short. came, saw, now for conquering. 1. make a nice name. short crisp yet hard on-able. "daddy" is helpful. "daughter" "mother" and all female relatives make for good titles. add "slut" "slave" or "whore" for good measure. people writing in gay genre ignore point 1. 2. again I say, make it short. like a miniskirt, but not like a dick. if you can't, make an apealing...
She was my 8th grade teacher. She was tall, a few pounds overweight, always dressed in skirts or dresses, and wore her makeup as if she was going out on the town. I loved her in 8th grade, and now, as a 18 year old college student and the PE teacher at the same grade school, I loved her even more. She and her lawyer husband, Kenny, knew how cash strapped I was so they were constantly giving me odd jobs around the house, at his law office, or house sitting to make ends meet. I...
Hello dear ISS readers, I am fantasy boy and love to read the nice stories posted on this site. Thanks a lot for your response on the posted story and thanks a lot for girls from Chennai, coimbatore, hyderabad and couple from pune for their positive response and for showing interest on me. Here I am posting the story between me and a tamil nadu girl who came across through my story of “Sweet Milk of Bhabi”. She read the story and written to me a mail whether I am real or not but accidentally it...
Dear ISS readers, After a long time and good response from your side, I am going to present my real time experience with ONE of my ISS readers from Chennai. Before that a few words, I want to share this sex story with you. Continue your support through your valuable feed-back @ ISS portal or to my mail id I have received exorbitant mails from you readers and I am so happy that my real time experiences prove to be strong. Request to my dear readers (male), kindly doesn’t insist on contact...
Hello, everyone, this is Sahil Kumar back with another story of how I fucked one ISS reader. If you are a new reader of my sex story, then let me tell you about myself. I’m Sahil Kumar 20 years old from Pune city studying in a well-reputed college of Pune which comes at the 3rd position in the city. I have a 6″ fat dick which girls and ladies have liked till now. And they have been fully satisfied with it. My email id is My last story was HOW MY CHILDHOOD FANTASY BECAME REAL. Now coming back...
Hi all, back with another one… After ” pure sex and erotic involvement” one of my reader was impressed and this story is about that now…As I always say girls wont come so easily for sex as it is… Dunno why people are writing or coming up stories which does not involve real life…It is not so easy to have a session…And truly both should be involved to get their 100%…This story is going to be a continues one.. Please relax yourself…And enjoy it… After reading my story.. Shruthi was bit impressed.....
MISS AMINA THE TAROT READER By Audrey [email protected] (C) 2016 June 15 All Rights Reserved AUTHOR'S NOTE: Permission is granted to post this story on any free archive for transgender or transformation stories, such as Fictionmania. This story contains adult material that is not suitable for young audiences. It also contains themes that some readers may find sensitive, including alcoholism, depression, and suicide. Please bear these in mind before reading. This is also a long...
The bell rang. I got up from my desk in Mr. Edmunds' science class and placed my test paper on the teacher's desk. I did pretty well on the exam until I hit the last five questions. Ugh! I walked out of the room. Jenny, a freshman girl in the class, two grades below me, looked at me as I exited. I knew the brunette's name but that was about all. "Boy, those last five questions were really hard," I told her. Jenny looked at me like a frightened deer and said with a serious tone, "You...
Three weeks had passed since Lisa and I visited the Nudist Colony. In those three weeks, we had sex everywhere and every way imaginable. She was just as insatiable as I was. We also had our regular reading meeting. Trisha, Lisa’s best friend, Amanda, the woman who offered her home for the nude reading, and Anna, the nudist colony owner’s granddaughter were all there. The night went very well, and Anna’s boyfriend Tom, turned out to be a fairly good author. This was the night that our nude...
Straight Sex(Sorry boys this story is only for girls sorry to disappoint) Hello girls, I’m Rahul from Hyderabad here with a unique idea which i got thinking of sad and unsatisfied women. Through which i can satisfy every women out there. To get satisfied by my story u need to have lots of imagination power. It’s said nothing is better than something. This is my small attempt to make people happy and satisfied in the way i can. Hope you people enjoy having it all with me ;). Now coming to the story u need...
“Hey, I am Sameera. I read your stories on ISS and I have to say, you made me wet as fuck. I was wondering if you’d be interested in chatting with me?” That’s all it took. One email. And I was hooked. This story dates back to a couple of months ago. I was partly flattered and partly horny, and it didn’t take me long to reply eagerly to this mysterious woman who seemed to have been moved by my work. For the first week, we mainly communicated through e-mails. We were both skeptical of each...
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