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No-Hoper to Knocked Up by Natasha Koshkov Copyright 2014 Natasha Koshkov You may distribute this story freely subject to the following terms: the author is credited, no part of the text (including this licence) may be removed or altered in any way and no commercial use whether through direct sale, non-monetary exchange or distribution under a paid subscription model is permitted. natasha-koshkov.com 1: Ungrateful Child Jerry threw his controller against the wall with all the force he could muster. It rebounded with a loud thud. Unbelievable, he'd been sniped by the same stupid kid three times in a row. There was no way his opponent wasn't cheating. He should report him for using bots. The childish laughter ringing down TeamSpeak made it a million times worse. "You fucking cheater!" Jerry yelled, "I'm going to track down your IP, come and fucking smash your face in!" "Yeah, sure, whatever," came the tinny voice down the line, "I beat you loser. Go back to your mum's basement." The channel went dead. Jerry, despite his hatred of the stereotype, did in fact live in his mum's basement. It was just a stopgap measure while he found a job. It had been a stopgap measure ever since he dropped out of college four years ago. There hadn't been much progress on finding a job in that time. He hadn't had much luck finding a girlfriend or friends either - things that he cared about only marginally more than employment. Life wasn't terrible though. He had the luxury of playing videogames all day and well into the night and when he started getting down a few ounces of bud always lifted his spirits. The only obstacle to his happiness was his mother's constant nagging. She couldn't just leave him to his blissfully empty existence in the basement - she always wanted him to go out and do things, meet new people or help her out around the house. It was bad enough when he was a kid, but she should really back off now that he'd grown up. He kicked the game controller out of his way as he climbed the stairs. He had a craving for some potato chips. Jerry emerged into the well-lit ground floor of the house and crept to the pantry. It was still early enough for his parents to be awake. He'd rather not talk to them, all he ever got was a scolding for his laziness or more nagging about looking for a job and getting out more. He could do without that. The sink was full of dirty pots and pans from their dinner - as always Jerry had declined to eat upstairs and disappeared into his room with the meal. "Honey, can you help with the dishes?" his mum shouted from the next room over. "No Mum," he hollered back. His mother walked into the kitchen looking as disappointed in her son as ever. Jerry rolled his eyes, he knew the drill. "Jerry, your father and I would really appreciate if you could help around the house from time to time. We cook, clean and shop for you. I'm not asking much, just make an effort sometimes ok?" "I don't ask you to do any of those things! You do them because you want to. You've never done anything for me Mum!" "Honey, let's discuss this like adults. You're twenty four, you're too old for tantrums." "It's true though, you've never done anything for me!" he yelled. His mother tried not to get drawn into the shouting match he wanted to start. "It really hurts to hear you say that. I carried you for nine months, raised you for two decades and it's hard to watch you refuse to take any responsibility for your life. I just wish you could learn to take care of yourself." Her voice broke on the final words, tears welling up in her eyes. Jerry saw nothing but another attempt to make him do his mother's chores for her. "Fuck you, Mum!" he half-shouted before storming away. Safely back in his basement room he realised he'd forgotten to grab the chips while he was up there. Not only had he put up with his mum's nagging, he hadn't even got anything for it. He was absolutely livid. First that cheating kid camping him online, then his mum bitching him out for not doing her work around the house for her. Un-fucking-believable. This day couldn't get any worse. He decided to play a few more rounds on his console before he hit the hay. Nothing calmed him down quite like showing those losers online how much they sucked. 2: Is This Real Life? A deserted town centre, everything was washed out shades of grey. Jerry glanced up and saw lights flickering in the windows of nearby buildings. The night sky was utterly starless. Jerry's footsteps rang hollow against the black pavement of his dreamscape. He didn't feel safe here, the buildings across the way looked like they might provide shelter from the growing sense of malevolence he felt radiating from the skies above. The heavy oak door of the building was unlocked. Jerry stepped inside and the lights along the ceiling burst to life. A young woman was standing in the antechamber. Greenery spilled out from the floor around her, an isolated garden in the belly of this concrete edifice. He eyed her tits, so it was going to be one of those dreams. "Hi, I'm Jerry," he said in the suavest tone he could muster. These dreams always went the same way. Any second her panties would drop and they'd get it on. "You have a lot to learn Jerry." Her voice sounded as if it was composed by a spring gurgling through rocks. It was eerie in this enclosed space. Once the echo from the walls had died down she spoke again. "You create nothing. Yet you are fertile ground. Let me plant a seed," she gurgled as she advanced towards him. Jerry turned only to find a solid wall where the door had once been. He pounded his fists against it but there was no sign that it had ever been anything but solid rock. The mysterious woman's footsteps were right behind him now. Her arm swung around and forced something deep into his stomach. "It is planted," she whispered in her bubbling singsong tone, "be sure it grows well or I shall return for you." Jerry turned to find nothing but an empty hall behind him. The woman was gone without a trace. This was a very odd dream. His stomach was starting to hurt like the worst case of gastro he'd ever had. It was distending with the sheer amount of gas he imagined was building up in his belly. Dream logic was weird. His belly was stretching out further and further. It was hanging over the waistband of his pants. He swung it around and laughed at the way it wobbled. He stopped laughing when he realised it was going to continue growing. Soon it was the size of an exercise ball. His back was hurting and he really, really needed to pee. It's just a dream, he thought. Jerry grabbed that loose thread of thought and tugged on it. The dream unravelled and his eyes flew open in his dark basement bedroom. He sat bolt upright and could feel his massive belly resting on his knees as he did. There was nothing he hated more than dreaming of waking up from a dream. He slapped himself in the face in the hope of shocking himself into true wakefulness. All that did was sting his face. The belly on his legs was definitely his, he could feel every movement he made reverberating through the firm fleshy bulge where his flat stomach should be. There was more though, he'd been too distracted by his obvious stomach to notice at first but he felt bloated all over. His fingers came up to his face again, this time with more benign intentions and felt his puffy cheek. He was like that all the way down, his scrawny frame had gained fat all over. Jerry almost fainted when his hand reached his chest. Under his pyjama top were a pair of breasts. Not small ones but massive engorged monstrosities. Enough was enough. He practically flew out from under his covers to the light switch. It illuminated exactly what his groggy mind had feared. This had to still be a dream. He was a woman and pregnant. Very, very pregnant. In all his two decades on earth he didn't think he'd ever seen someone with such a massive belly. He wasn't sure which to freak out about first, the fact that he was a woman or the fact that he was the size of a house. Either way he was panicking. A high pitched scream escaped him. It sounded so girly. This couldn't possibly be real. It wasn't possible for him to go to bed as a man and wake up as a woman. He must be near the due date, oh god, he couldn't imagine the agony of delivering whatever was growing in his new womb. Anything that big was going to split him in half on the way out. "This is just a nightmare," he mumbled under his breath. Footsteps came rushing down the stairs. Both of his parents had heard the ear splitting screams from the basement and assumed that something horrible must be in progress. "Jenny, are you all right?" his mum shouted as they stormed into his room. "I-I'm pregnant," Jenny stuttered with tear in her eyes. "Yes, we know hun. It's ok." "I'm scared, mum. How can this be happening?" "It's going to be ok," his dad chimed in, "the hospital said you're going to have a perfectly healthy set of triplets. We'll be here to help you out when they come. Don't you worry." "But how? I'm not...I'd never sleep around." His parents exchanged a knowing look with each other. "We don't necessarily approve of your lifestyle, but we support you either way. We'll love you no matter what you do," said his mum. There was so much to take in. Jenny's hopes of waking up in her old body were rapidly dwindling away to nothing. 3: Daily Pains It had taken half the night for Jenny to get back to sleep again. No matter how she tossed and turned no position seemed comfortable. Her belly and swollen boobs were always squashed up against something, their weight a constant reminder of the terrifying mutability of reality. Sometime in the small hours of the morning she'd finally drifted off into a mercifully dreamless sleep. She woke up feeling nauseous. Morning sickness was only supposed to affect people in the first few months but it looked like she'd hit the jackpot. Not only did she get to drag around a pregnancy belly that felt like it weighed as much as the rest of her body combined, she got to watch yesterday's dinner disappear around the S-bend too. She'd only been awake for twenty minutes and already decided she was going to hate every second of this experience. Once Jenny was confident that her stomach had settled she waddled to the kitchen. Even covering that short distance was an effort in her current state. An extra seventy pounds on her poorly conditioned body was nothing to sneeze at. She collapsed onto a chair as soon as she arrived. "Good morning!" her mum chirped. She was altogether too cheerful for Jenny's liking. "Do you want breakfast?" Jenny was simultaneously ravenous and acutely aware of how recently she'd been bent over the toilet while her insides promoted themselves to outsides. She settled for a glass of water and some dry biscuits for the time being. Five minutes later she felt an urgent need to pee and waddled back to the bathroom. Water was going in one end and straight out the other. By the time she'd made the slow, exhausting journey back to the kitchen she felt like she needed to go again "Oh god, I can't put up with this for much longer," she mumbled to herself. The pressure her new womb was exerting only became more disturbing when she started to notice the intermittent kicking of six tiny feet inside. A silent prayer to the woman from her dream went unanswered. It was impossible to fight down the fear that she might be this way until the delivery, maybe even beyond. She didn't feel capable of taking care of three screaming brats. She'd barely been able to take care of herself as Jerry. Being cooped up in this house with nothing to do but obsess over her body was starting to chip away at Jenny's sanity. She needed to get out. As Jerry the only place she'd frequented on a regular basis was the local games shop. It was a short walk, even towing all this extra weight she could make it with a few rest stops. Jenny pulled on a pair of black pregnancy stockings and a maternity dress that looked big enough to house a family of four. In a certain sense she supposed it was. She'd been expecting sympathy - or more likely to be ignored - on the way to the shop. Instead she could feel the glares from the women, and occasional men, she passed. This was a traditional town and a lot of the older generation didn't take kindly to teen mothers. She assumed Jenny was actually in her early twenties like Jerry, but she had a baby face and the passing strangers were happy to judge on appearances. Her expectation that young people might be less judgemental was shattered at the games store. The crowd there were just as fast to give her disapproving looks. She thought she heard a couple whispering about her when her back was turned. Something about sluts who were too dumb to work out a condom. Jenny didn't stick around to find out what they were saying. Being confronted with a new, vastly different life overnight had already stretched her mental resources to breaking point. She simply didn't have the energy to deal with this. Without a second thought she hightailed it back home. She'd come here to forget about her stresses, not have more piled on. By the time she got home she was sweating like a pig. The extra weight and the awkward waddle she had to adapt to get anywhere really took their toll. Pregnancy sucked and being a woman sucked. Maybe if she went to bed she'd wake up in her old life again. As real as this felt it had to be a nightmare. 4: Conjugal Visit Another day had passed and Jenny was starting to get used to the constant discomfort of her gravid body. She'd thrown up some more in the morning and spent the last few hours trying to cool off from a never-ending procession of hot flashes. She couldn't even lie on her bed to relax for too long, it felt like her bladder was the size of a pea with the weight of the triplets bearing down on it. "Why is this happening to me?" she moaned. On the one hand she wanted this to be over, but it felt like the only way it was going to end was with her as a slave to three children for the next eighteen years. Things were only going to go downhill from here. She was distracted from self-pity by her phone. The ringtone was some kitsch girly pop group that she wouldn't have touched with a six foot pole as a man, but apparently in this world she enjoyed them enough to hear their sappy lyrics every time there was a phone call for her. She rolled off the bed like a turtle flipped on its back and answered the phone on the final ring. "Hello, this is Jenny." "Yo Jenny, it's Phil. You up to anything princess? I thought I might drop over and see how the buns are cookin' in your oven." "Um, ok?" "Ok, see you soon babe." The line clicked dead. Was that the father? Jenny was already kicking herself for impulsively agreeing to have him over. Oh well, at least it'd break the monotony of staring at her pregnancy boobs and waiting for tiny humans to pop out of her. She wondered what he'd be like. Obviously she'd seen something in him to let him do this to her. As Jerry she'd never had a girlfriend, she was slightly curious what it'd be like to have a partner even if the genders were flipped around. Twenty minutes later her parents yelled down that she had a visitor. With bated breath she waddled upstairs to greet her babies' father. A million scenarios ran through her head. Would he be kind? Mean? Attractive? Affectionate? And how would she react to having a man professing his love for her? Even worse, what if there was nothing between them and she'd just been a one night stand gone bad? It felt like that was by far the worst situation she could be in. She could put aside her squeamishness at being with a man if it meant a little support. Nothing could be worse than being left to bear the burdens of her new life alone. The door swung open to reveal a man - a boy really - who looked like he barely scraped in over the legal drinking age. He had the glazed eyes of a chronic stoner - Jenny knew the look very well from her previous life. Still, if she'd taken anything away from her trip to the shops yesterday it was that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. She invited him in and they disappeared together down to her room. "How's it coming along? You look ready to pop," laughed Phil. "It's tough. I feel...just gross, all the time. And the looks I get when I go out it's...uggh." She could barely finish her sentence as the despair of knowing she was stuck like this washed over her. "Do you mind if I feel?" asked her boyfriend. Jenny shrugged her shoulders and pulled her shirt up to just under the line of her maternity bra. His hands rubbed over her bulbous torso, feeling the life growing inside her. After a while they drifted up to cup her breasts. "You know you've still got an amazing body babe" Although she still felt like a man inside, Jenny was flattered. A few days walking around in a bloated body like this made any compliment sound like music to her ears. She told Phil as much and he gave her a peck on the cheek. Maybe it was just the hormones talking but she genuinely felt something for the man in front of her. She pulled him close and kissed him again, harder this time wanting to get across some of the passion she was feeling. Acceptance was a powerful aphrodisiac. Jenny's hands ran over her partner's body. Could she really do this? As a guy she never would have considered sleeping with another man in a million years, but as a woman it just felt right somehow. She was the mother to this man's children, a part of him was growing inside her already. It was difficult to see how letting him stick his dick in could be any more intimate than their current situation. Phil's hands were unbuckling her bra now. It fell away to reveal her engorged breasts. Swollen veins were visible just below the surface running towards her large, dark nipples. She only hoped that they'd retreat to a more manageable size after she delivered. Phil certainly seemed to enjoy them, he left her mouth to inscribe a circle around her large nipples with his lips. The gentle suction was glorious, better by far than when he'd touched himself as a man. It seemed unfair that he was doing all the work while she sat back and enjoyed it. She pulled down his pants and started rubbing his cock, watching it spring to life under her soft, womanly hands. He returned the favour as his fingers crept under her huge belly into her pants. They touched on the little red nub she hadn't even realised she had and brought her into a whole new world. It was like nothing she'd ever experienced before, she had her doubts that her old male body had even had the capacity for the kind of sensations her partner was giving her right now. "Do you want to do it?" Phil whispered. "It won't hurt the babies will it?" So far her first time as a woman had been the most intense sexual experience of her life. If she'd derived this much enjoyment from her boyfriend's fingers she could only imagine what it'd be like to be mustered into an orgasm by his hard rod. Her only concern was her unborn children. Knowing they were there 24/7 they'd started to take on individual identities in her mind. She'd started attaching significance to every movement and kick she felt inside herself. She hated to admit it but she was getting a bad case of maternal instincts. "No, it'll be fine. I'm not that long!" he laughed. Jenny got down on all fours so that he could get inside her without having her belly in the way. Bending over like this only accentuated the changes in her body. The full weight of her pendulous womb and enlarged breasts was pulling on her. The mild discomfort in her back was tolerable so long as she focussed on the reward she was about to receive. While she waited for Phil to take her hard and unprotected she rubbed herself some more. The feeling of fingertips circling her clit was just heavenly. She wondered how women could ever drag themselves away from this for long enough to get anything done. The first time was always the greatest and it occurred to her that she might be the first woman to ever have the pleasure of losing her virginity while nine months pregnant. The first moment his cock pushed through the lips of her womanhood was ecstasy. As it buried itself deep inside her she quivered with aroused anticipation. Phil started thrusting and suddenly there was nothing else in the world but her hand and his cock. The discomfort of her fat, fertile body faded from awareness as this new pleasure overtook her. The head of his powerful cock was rubbing at the sensitive spots inside her, eliciting moans and exhortations she never thought she'd hear from her own mouth. His hands curled around her gelatinous thighs, pulling her back forcefully onto his cock as he thrust forward. The pleasure in her loins was getting stronger, was this what it felt like to climax as a woman? Her lover spurted his load into her and she realised that what she'd felt a moment ago was merely the faintest shadow of her approaching orgasm. Her head flew back as she cried out for more. Phil kept pumping away with his still hard manhood, his slick creamy seed providing an additional lubricant as it mingled with her juices. 5: Happy Birthday Jenny woke up in her boyfriend's arms. It was impossible to tell what time it was in the underground room, she fumbled around in the dark to find her phone. It was 3am. An intense cramp rippled across her stomach. Jenny prayed that it was just something bad she'd eaten. As another wave of pain swept across her abdomen she realised it couldn't possibly be anything so simple. She'd had food poisoning before - Jerry's eating habits weren't great - but that pain was never so severe or so widespread. She desperately resisted the urge to devolve into a panicked mess. "Phil. Phil! Wake up! I think the babies are coming." She frantically shook her sleeping partner. He murmured and rolled away to the other side of the bed. "You need to wake up!" she screeched, slapping him hard on the arm as she did. That got his attention. "Wah? What's going on?" he asked half awake. "I'm getting contractions. I think it's time." "Oh shit! Shit, we need to get your parents." It was almost reassuring to see someone else as panicked about the whole thing as she was. They ran upstairs together. At least Jenny tried to, it was difficult to move at more than a lumbering snail's pace carrying 200lbs on a frame built for 130. By the time she made it to the top of the basement stairs Phil was waiting with her parents. "Is it really happening?" her mum asked. Between gasps for air after trying to run up the stairs, Jenny told her it was. As she was bundled out to the car Jenny could feel a wet spot growing around her crotch. Her waters had broken, suddenly the reality hit her hard - she was about to become a mother. She felt a little guilty sitting on the nice clean seats of her parent's car as they revved up and raced away into the night. Two days ago it had been absolutely inconceivable that she'd be in this situation. A conception she hadn't even been present for had destroyed the safety of that assumption. Another intense contraction crossed her belly. An organ she hadn't even had for the first twenty four years of her life was rapidly becoming the bane of her existence. Was it too late to demand a C-section? The painful contractions of her womb seemed to be getting closer together already. Everything was happening so fast. It was terrifying to think that in the space of a little over forty eight hours she'd gone from a young man with no responsibilities to the cusp of becoming a mother of three. At least she'd be able to abandon the awkward waddle and be free of the constant dull ache in her lower back soon. Jenny had never been so thankful that they lived close to a hospital as she was tonight. They pulled into the drop-off zone in front of the hospital and Phil and her mother helped Jenny climb out of the car. It was ridiculous how difficult such simple things became when she was shaped like a pear with legs. Her dad went to park the car while the other two led her inside. Jenny had been expecting to be whisked away to the maternity ward the moment she stepped in, but instead the trio was told to wait at the counter while the staff exchanged phone calls with the midwives. She was feeling the need to pee again, that sensation had been like a constant companion for all her time as Jenny. It was a lot less distracting now of course, she had much more serious things on her mind. Jenny's mum volunteered to stay and wait for her father when an orderly came down to retrieve the expectant couple. Twenty minutes later Jenny was feeling extremely exposed in an open hospital gown with her legs up in stirrups and birth canal bare for all the world to see. An intimidatingly large contingent of midwives and their students shuffled into the room. They assured her that everyone here was a highly trained professional and she had no need to worry. The point was undermined somewhat by the nervous huddle of trainees in the corner looking like they were barely out of school. People scurried around setting up lines, jotting down notes and occasionally offering well-practiced words to placate her rising anxiety. Phil clutched her hand tightly. Although they'd only met yesterday - at least from Jenny's perspective - he was still the most familiar thing in this hideously alien environment. Contractions were coming thick and fast now. The head of the birthing bed had been lowered so her nether regions could be more easily accessed by the clinicians. She wished someone would just cover her up, she was starting to think of this body as her own and the embarrassment of strangers gawking over it hit hard. It felt like she was lying there for hours while the midwives wandered back and forth, leaving to tend to other patients, coming back to check her vital signs and drug doses every once in a while. All the time her contractions were worsening, the painkillers barely covered them. Then she reached some critical point in the process and suddenly everyone was interested in her again. "Push!" shouted the midwife. "Push!" Jenny simply did what she was told. This was all so far out of her comfort zone. She was still mostly a young man inside even if she was gradually beginning to identify with the way everyone else saw her. The miracle of birth had been greatly overhyped, as she soon discovered. There was nothing but pain, bodily fluids and humiliation. It took forever for the first one to show its head. It felt as if it was going to break her in half. The relief when an obstetrician finally showed up to pull it the last few inches was overshadowed by the knowledge that she had two more inside her waiting to come out the same way. The midwife was kind enough to clean off the first and place it between Jenny's engorged breasts so she could get acquainted. She wasn't sure whether she loved or hated the little creature that had sprung from her loins. When it started crying she panicked, unsure what to do. A nurse rocked the baby gently until it calmed down, assuring Jenny that it was normal to feel overwhelmed. She was sure that the sound of crying children was soon going to be a regular fixture in her new life. 6: Family Life It had been a month and a half since Jenny's journey to the hospital. She'd stubbornly hoped that once she'd given birth the woman from her dream would return to place her back in her old body. At first she'd been angry, frustrated when she woke up to her wailing triplets each night to find that she was still herself. She'd felt like a human cow, half her life seemed to consist of waiting for the children to latch on, nursing them to sleep on her nipple or milking herself so her parents would have something to give them from the fridge on the rare occasions she could get away for a few hours. Sleep deprivation combined with the constant feeling of bloat from the pregnancy weight and her continually full breasts was enough to have her tearing her hair out. Eventually she'd accepted that her new body was going to be permanent. There was no going back to being Jerry. After a while she started to wonder whether she even truly wanted to go back to the layabout she'd once been. Sure, her current life was stressful beyond belief, but she felt like she was achieving something. It felt good to know that she was somehow succeeding in keeping the three howling banshees she'd spawned alive and well. It helped to know that Phil was there for her too. Having someone else there to commiserate with over the daily challenges meant the world to her. As Jerry he never could have loved a man, but in the pressure cooker of parenting three insatiable infants she found herself caring for him more and more each day. The amazing encounter they'd shared the first day they met was no fluke either, he was a genuine tiger in bed. It was early days, but Jenny was developing an increasing level of respect for her own parents too. Not just for the tasks they took upon themselves to help out with now she had her own family, but for the fact that they must have gone through all the same things for her once upon a time. She only hoped that her kids wouldn't still be living in her basement when they were twenty four. That might be a little more than she could handle. ### Natasha Koshkov is a budding erotica author from Brisbane in sunny Australia. After a brief period as a professional nomad she decided to settle down and get a real job. Increasingly desperate for ways to employ her filthy mind, she has since turned her hand to writing erotic fiction. Please visit me at natasha-koshkov.com if you enjoyed this story!

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He smiles inside at the sound of her voice, lovely to his ears. "Why yes ma'am, I'd be glad to help, you're about oh a 2, maybe a 3x for the smaller styled?" he smiles and searches, finding a few nice shirts very quickly "here we go, how about you try them on? I'll take you to the dressing rooms" He leads her to the rooms at the back of the clothing section, opening the door and setting the selected shirts down on the bench inside. The clerk sits outside as she enters, thanking him,...

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Opportunity Knocks

This is a story about someone I had an encounter with many years ago. I was 16 at the time and always horny. It was not very often that I did not have a hard on. I have always had opportunities such as this thrust upon me, and in most cases took full advantage of them. This particular day will always be remembered as one of the best of my life. It was summer, hotter than hell, and I was home alone as both my parents were at work and wouldn’t be home for quite sometime. Even though it was still...

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The Knock

It was all she could do not to watch the clock. She paced back and forth through the house, a not-so-easy feat due to the black leather heels he had told her to wear. They went well with the lace lingerie he provided but they were foreign to her. Not anything like she was used to. Allyson was more of a casual girl and it was Max’s laid-back spirit that attracted her to him. He was easy to talk to and kept her laughing. Everything about them was easy and natural which is what had Allyson so...

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Delivery man came a knocking

Delivery man came to our door today and had me sign for a package. Inside it was a stack of DVD’s. A leather mask. A note with instructions. And this picture I was told to post here. The package came from anonymous. The letter said this mask is for all chaste husbands to wear. No one wants to see your face. Your worthless as a man the letter said. Chastity is a punishment it said. Learn to live with it. Your wife has been getting it on the side. She wants more. You can’t fill her sexual needs....

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An Opportunity Knock

I hadn’t started the morning with a blowjob in mind, but I keep my eye out for opportunities, and this looked like one. For the second day in a row there was kind of a “rough life” looking young couple sitting on a bench in front of the neighborhood Walmart--out of sight of the doors and security.I pulled up close, rolled down the window and held out a $5 bill. The woman got up and approached. I said, “you look like you could use this.”She reached and took it. She looked to be a hard 25 years;...

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When Opportunity Knocks

Ben and Lacy arrived at the small, hole-in-the-wall bar on the east side of town. Neither had been there before and were only there because Lacy had won tickets for a show in a raffle at work. Lacy wore a short leather skirt, white green blouse showing lots of cleavage, and her best heels. Ben wore his best jeans that hugged his ass and a maroon silk shirt. "Could they find a more out of the way place?" he asked. "Quit bitchin', Ben," said Lacy. "We have free tickets that include the...

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A Thousand Years of PeaceChapter 16 Back in Omak The World comes Knocking

“Hello,” Johnny Taylor answered. “Mr. Vice President, we have a delegation from Monsito. Do you have time to meet with them?” Nancy McCormick asked. This was the first time she had addressed Johnny as Mr. Vice President. Johnny would make time to meet with them, “Absolutely Nancy. Let’s have them meet with me at Sou’s. Oh, by the way, is Bill available for lunch? I may need someone to watch my back.” “Will do. Bill is home, he just got finished with a class. Three more Black Lanyard...

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Wrong but when opportunity knocks

At age 42, I've worked as a custodian at a small town high school for twenty years. I consider my duties of cleaning the bleachers after a basketball game a fringe benefit. Many of you may be asking, how can that be viewed as a benefit? I don't consider myself a pervert just because I enjoy gazing at the short skirts prancing around with fluffy pom poms held up high in the air. Those girls sure know how to make a guy feel young. The occasional smile from a firm bodied honey in the hallways...

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My Aunt Chapter2

The maid led me up the broad staircase and along an ornate, timber panelled landing until we reached a large oak door with a very heavy looking black iron handle. She opened the door and stood back to allow me inside. "This is your room, Miss Victoria," she said. I stepped inside and stopped dead in my tracks. The room was huge. There were two large windows in the opposite wall, the top panes of which were stained glass. Between them was the biggest bed I had ever seen. At school I was used...

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Unholy LustChapter 3

It was almost 9:00PM when Julie Moore finally left Philip Randolph's gallery, having been wined and dined by the amorous older man. She felt very precious and cared for, it had been a long time since any man had paid her that kind of attention and she liked it. Occasionally she and Randy went out for dinner but mostly along with several of their friends, nothing romantic or candlelit for them. On odd occasions her closest friend David would take her out for dinner when Randy was out of town...

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Caleb Woke Up Ch 06

This chapter involves sex between an eighteen year old boy and his mother. If you have been reading the other chapters, you should have seen this coming. REVISION 2: Fixed some typos, consistency, and generally tried to make it more readable. Also inserted some teasers after the chapter ending. *** Revelations *** Caleb was sitting on the couch, with his bronzed, blonde, blue-eyed goddess asleep in his lap with her head on his shoulder. Now this is something I could get used to, he...

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Daddys Girl chapters 78

I wake up and its Monday ... Yuck school so i get up and shower and get ready. As I walk into the kitchen daddy is sitting there and says "good morning princess, did you sleep good"."Oh yes daddy you helped me sleep very well." I say as I walk over and kiss his lips and push my tongue in his mouth. As I kiss him I hear the front door open n think shit she has the worst timing. I turn to open the fridge to get some milk and fruit for breakfast as mom walks in and says hello. We both say hello as...

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Her First Time Ch 4

The closer we got to Alan’s restaurant, the more nervous I became. This was happening. After a lifetime, I was going to see my first love. The limo pulled into the parking lot of ‘Ryder’s Bar and Grill’. When our driver, surprisingly, an older woman, opened our door, all I could do was sit. It was like I was in a trance, couldn’t move. My mind went back to the last time I’d seen Alan, his very last words, “I love you, we’ll make this work.”I cried almost steady the rest of that day and off and...

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Fourteen Days

Kristy groaned, true to what the weatherman had predicted the last week of January had been hot enough to melt a person caught in the sun leaving them in a puddle on the sidewalk. She struggled to come to terms with the fact that, going by what had happened in recent years, the heat wave would last at least until Valentine's Day. Two more weeks she grumbled. She didn't care really all that much; she would rather be too hot than too cold; she reminded herself of the news last night where she had...

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The Strawberry Patch Book 2 Lost and FoundChapter 12 Terryrsquos Story 02 ndash Getting A Life

January – April – Year 2 I was walking from the bus stop to the church with my paycheck in my pocket, when I was approached by a guy. “Give me your money.” He spoke quietly and pointed a knife at me. “I don’t have any money. Shit look at me I am barely dressed better than you.” “Fuck that, I know you guys get paid on every other Friday and this is it. Give me your money.” His hand was waving the knife around. “I have a check, but it I don’t have any cash.” “I said give!” And he rushed...

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The Rogues Harem Book 1 Rogues Sultry WomenChapter 35 Fairy Play

Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this! Aingeal Sven’s head snapped back. He grunted, crashing onto his back. The Shizhuthian warrior that spoiled all my fun bellowed in anger, his left hand rubbing at his eyes, clearing dirt from them. An idea sparked in my head. I darted down from the trees, fluttering to the ground and landing over Sven. He groaned, rubbing at his temple, a welt already forming. His glossy, blue eyes focused on me as I leaned over him, my large tits...

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My First time Sucking Cock

I was going with most of my relatives to a wedding banquet over in Macau. They’d had a lot of hassle finding friends and relatives for us all to stay with for the nights before and after. I was farmed out to stay with one of my uncles work acquaintances and made my own way to his apartment after we arrived. He was English – tall and looked very mature to me – but I guess he was only around 40. It was very humid and he was wearing baggy shorts and an open shirt. He was very polite - spoke...

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GIFT FROM DAD

Nicole Mitchell was so excited. Today was her 18th birthday and her father had promised her a huge surprise of a present. She had no idea what he could possibly have in mind for her birthday. He had given her pretty much everything she ever asked for since she was six and her mother died of a sudden blood clot in her heart.She knew it had been hard on her dad raising her all alone and she had tried her best to be a good daughter and not cause him too much trouble. She knew she didn't always...

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The Blind Date BluesChapter 2

When Sam was finally able to breathe again, and George had mopped up all his spooge with an old rag he found under the blanket they'd been lying on, and pulled his pants back up, and after Sam had put her bra back on and snapped her pants, the older siblings turned their now considerable wrath on their younger brother and sister. "You guys are in SO much trouble!" yelled George. "See what you did to Sam? You almost KILLED her!" "My throat hurts" complained Sam, still coughing a...

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Bible Camp BluesChapter 5

We had the hardest time keeping a straight face that night at suppertime, all of us, knowing that I had already fucked all three of my sweet sisters, plus my sexy cousin Stephanie, and had received a blowjob from Anne-Marie, the cashier at the concession stand at the local cinema. If my parents had any idea of just how sexually active I had become under their noses, they would have been floored. I was the furthest thing from a virgin, to be sure. That was even leaving out the act of sodomy...

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Sharing Heat Of My Real Sister

Her stats 32-28-32. She is 4’11,so a bit short but a perfect babe. So ever since my teenage i dream of fucking her like a bitch.All the boys in colony were mad over her even they give me treats in order to come inside my home to look at her,i know every guy masturbate thinking of her,i think my sister serves some of the rich guys of her school,but i won’t say anything.I remember her hard work to be fit she gyms about 2 hours daily. One day i got unlocked phone of my sis it was full of pics of...

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Once In A Lifetime Vacation

Stan-Husband Debra-Wife Cassie-Daughter, Seventeen yrs. Todd-White stranger David-Black stranger This story is told from the view of the wife, Debra. Once In A Lifetime Vacation My husband, Stan and I were on the Florida coast for a long rest and well deserved vacation. We both have been working hard and in a welcome turn of fate, we both had slack time at work and could get vacation at the same time so we could take off together for the first time in years. We took a month’s...

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An ClochnChapter 48

While those in Celia system were preparing to review their recent engagement, the group headed to An Clochán exited FTL near the orbit of the 7th planet in Sol system. They chose this location due to the current position of the planets as it gave them a clear path to Mars. Siobhan, Sarah, Chester and Kathleen as one said, "Breacadh, this is Órarduine Task Group Grey Eagle." "Good, the recent FTL transition was you." "We are currently 15 degrees above the ecliptic plane, about 30 lm...

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Daddy Knows Best

I was twelve when mom and dad split. Mom decided she needed freedom and left me with dad. I was an eary developer and at twelve years old I had firm C tits. I really hated wearing a bra so many days I did not. It seemed that dad really noticed me the days I was naked under my t-shirt or nightie. My dad was very handsome and all my girl friends had the hots for him. They kept dreaming what it would be like to go to bed with him and let him stick his cock into their holes. I laughed and enjoyed...

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What We Do for LoveChapter 8 Girl Prostitutes Herself for a Good Cause

I couldn’t believe it was already Friday. As much planning as mistress and My husband had done, none of that mattered to me. Thursday, mistress began the day by reintroducing me to Dave. For now, gone was ‘boy’, mistress’s pet name for her submissive dad and I was woken roughly by him, but not him. We’d all gone to bed Wednesday night as a ‘regular’ incestuous family - that is mom, dad and daughter naked and snuggled up together. There’d been no sex before bed, but that was just because I...

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xHamster Bukkake

What’s up, you little freak! How many times a day do you fantasize about busting fat loads on a bitch’s face? It’s a shame you can’t find a girl that’ll let you do that to her! I would suggest you just pay someone, but that might not be so easy for some of us! Luckily, an almost infinite number of sluts love to show the world just how much they enjoy smearing their face in baby batter! That’s right, my friend! Tonight, you’re gonna enjoy thousands of videos featuring the nastiest cum-crazed...

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Malachis Task

At first there was confusion. Those who heard my tale found it strange to juxtapose dreaming and waking, ancient times with modern day. They felt it strange to extract deep, philosophical truths from such a noisome rabble as ducks on a pond. There seemed no place for lyrical prose amidst every day living. What was Malachi’s task? Did he come to observe a brief moment of a human life or guide me forward, to open me to new thoughts, to somehow ease my turmoil by letting go? There are many...

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The Destroyers Book 1 A New BeginningChapter 15 Nightmare

Jenny tossed and turned in her bed as she slept. She twisted and wrapped herself up in the sheets. The dream came once again to her. It had come often, since she had found out that she was supposed to die. She watched her dream self walk down the stairs of her home, dressed as a clown. Walking up to her parents, she gave them a kiss and a hug. A sad smile was painted upon her face, and she gave a small sigh for her brother. Her mother took her face in her hands. She looked deeply in her...

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Bianca Paragon Part Two

Foreword: Dear Readers, I wrote this story nearly 20 years ago. Now, thanks to my new French friend Avaro Le Banni, who searched his archive and forwarded a copy to me, I am pleased to post Bianca Paragon here. Here's part two of four parts. - Best wishes, Toxis. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ BIANCA PARAGON A Tale Of Love Perfected by ...

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Mature Padosi Aunty Ka Pyar

Hello dosto, main ek bar fir hajir hu apni ek sacchi kahani lekar. I hope app ko ye pasand aegi or koi bhi aunty jo delhi ya noida se belong karti ho mujhse contact kar sakti hai. Kahani par aate huye: main 29 saal ka ladka hu. Baat ye un dino ki hai main jab 25 years ka , hamare ghar k bagal me aasha aunty rahti thi. Wo thodi mature thi unki age lagbhag 42 k ass pass hogi. Unka ek ladka or ek ladki the jo bahar padte the. Aunty ka business tha jo subah jaate the or shaam me late aate the,...

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Lady Kavanagh Part 2

The milky whiteness was starting to return to the lady’s buttocks, Adams noted. The ruler would be the next instrument of humiliation. For her part, the pain Lady Eleanor Kavanagh felt was more in the head than on her sumptuous rump. She had endured the hand spanking, almost wincing more when she felt Adams erection on her lower tummy when she was draped across his knees than she had from the smacks from his right hand. She had almost cried out in indignation when the bastard had removed her...

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Nicks Summer

Nick's Summer Nick's Summerby Emile Copyright 2007.? This is a work of fantasy and the writer does not suggest or condone any particular activities.? You should obey the laws of your juristiction, ie consensual sex between adults. __________ Nick got into his dad's SUV, dreading the next three months of summer holidays.? Only minutes before they'd been in the airport, his dad joking along with his lacrosse teammates, slapping him on the back, but now they were on their own. "Get out of...

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The Waiting Game Ch 4

Nobody bothered to get dressed as we all sat down around the coffee table to finally get a taste of that long-promised dessert. The cake wasn’t anything fancy—lemon sponge cake with buttercream frosting—but Claire was an excellent baker and whatever secret ingredients she snuck into that recipe made it easily the best piece of cake I’d ever eaten in my life. As Claire went to cut us all a second slice, Tami casually turned to Sonya and me and asked, “So, what was all that about a ‘Waiting...

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Id Never View it as Cheating Pt 01

This is a work of fiction—I made it up. None of the characters are real. Any relationship to real people is unintentional and coincidental. ©2015 by Senorlongo. This is a story unlike anything I’ve ever written. It describes a family’s struggle to deal with a major health issue and a wife’s total love for her husband. If only women like Lizzie really existed. ***** ‘Cum, baby…fuck me…flood my pussy.’ ‘UNNNNGGGGHHHH! UNNNNGGGHHH! UNNNNNGGGGHHHH! AHHHHHHHH!’ My head fell to lie on her...

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Ethereal Cupid

I pulled open a door in the ether and stepped out onto Lakeside road. Well, stepped out and down and landed in a crumpled heap on the asphalt; always a risk over such a long distance. To be honest, opening an ethereal doorway, three feet above the ground, smack in the middle of the road you were aiming for, from over three thousand miles away, was pretty damn close. I picked myself up and dusted off my clothes. Habit. I couldn’t get dust on me in my ethereal form. As I stood in the road a...

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Mamas girls

I probably should have been full of questions, and later on I probably would be, but for right now the only thing I was thinking of was the pulsing wetness between my thighs.Mother stood back and watched as Sheri kissed my neck. I held my mother's gaze while Sheri's hands swept in an upward motion over my waist then my abdomen then my ribcage until finally she brushed her palms over my nipples. She pulled my nipples between her fingers and pinched them as her teeth grazed my neck. I moaned her...

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Fucking My Sister For The First Time

One winter evening, everyone was out except my cousin Nandini and me. I was busy on the computer. We had finished dinner. My sister said we should watch a movie. She was going to get a shower and asked me to find something good and cue it up. I had the movie ready and was sitting on the couch when Nandini came in after about 20 minutes. She was wearing a thin kurta, and it seemed nothing else. My cock hardened a bit. My sister was very attractive in a very nerdy way. She wore glasses that made...

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A Thousand Years of PeaceChapter 11 The Fish Run

The man who was on watch for the fish thought he’d seen something just before dark the night before. The fish had been expected all day and the community was talking about nothing else. The older members of the tribe supervised the setting up of racks for smoking the salmon. They had ordered digital thermometers to help give the younger members of the tribe a better understanding of the process. They had enough wood chopped to smoke thousands of fish and then about three times as much...

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Point Hollow Ch 05

The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...

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My First Lesbian Experience

It was when I was 17 when I realised that after I broke up with my latest boyfriend (Jamie-read My First Sexual Experience, link below) that men just didn’t have the same appeal anymore. That was when I started to watch lesbian porn. I really liked the naughty feeling I got from watching it. I felt strange, it made me really horny much more horny than when I watch straight porn. Then I had an epiphany, I was lesbian… or bi, I wasn’t so sure but I knew I wasn’t straight. One night I was...

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Three For One BBC Lucky Girl Blacken

Whenever I got out of a relationship I would go a little wild. You know blow off some steam, not to mention other things. The thing was, I loved sex and when I was in a relationship I got it all the time, so whenever I was single...you can guess what happens. I try to just masturbate, I love to play with my pussy anyway. So for awhile I can keep that up, just reading some dirty stories and watching a hot porn film and of course my trusty vibrators. I could just sit there for hours, little vibe...

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12 December 2008Chapter 7

Dan escorted Carla through the front door. He noticed Lisa curled up on the couch beside a roaring fire reading a book about babies. “How was your evening?” she asked as he came to her. “It was quite unexpected. The supper was fantastic with the biggest shrimp cocktails I’ve ever seen.” He leaned over giving her a kiss on the lips, “Whew, your mouth smells like a sewer. Go and brush your teeth and gargle.” He patted her growing belly, “How are our babies doing?” “They need loving just...

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Glowing inside and out

I cannot recall the first time I was spanked and why it had such a profound effect on my being...and why all these years later it still resonates such a deep rooted impulse within me.On the outside I give no clues to my kink I don't wear rubber or live in a cage...I don't have memories of a traumatic c***dhood it was annoyingly idyllic.However as a boy I noticed this growing trend the mild excitement on hearing or seeing a pupil thrashed by a teacher or reading my comics depicting spanking in...

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Stay the Course Part Five Satisfying Sarah and Sir

“Sweetie?” Robert interrupted my thoughts. “Yes Sir?” I answered still smiling in my thoughts. Sarah was standing next to him. Changed from her uniform, she was wearing a tight t shirt, cute little mini skirt with 3 inch heels and a huge lusty grin. I stood up and went to stand in the aisle next to her; Sarah looked at the seat where I had not long ago given Nick a blow job. I looked at Sarah and she kissed my cheek as she brushed past me to sit on the seat I had just vacated. ‘The Get Your...

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Box Shaped HeartChapter 24 Not Good at Feeling

Was he really ready for a visit? Aron wasn’t a stranger, but that didn’t mean he should receive him wearing pajamas. There was too much mess lying around, too. Mumbling to himself, he began tidying up the small living room, which now, after staying at Aron’s house for a while, seemed unqualified for the ‘living’ part of the phrase. It wasn’t like he could not afford something more expensive. He just didn’t want anything else. For him, the little shoe box, as his mom had called his apartment...

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An afternoon I will never forget

I first met Priya on Fetlife, an online community for BDSM lovers. She was exactly half my age at the time, just 18 and about to head to Europe for her first trip after finishing high school in Cincinnati. She posted looking for someone to show her around London and perhaps introduce her to the scene here. We exchanged messages and soon our friendship took off. Over the weeks leading up to her holiday we talked a lot about what she likes (total submission) and what she was looking for (to be...

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It just sort of happened

On a cold morning as i woke up, i did not want to get out of my warm bed but i had no choice i had to use the bathroom & to shower. As i was getting wet with the warm water in the shower, my daughter, Andrea called out, "i have to use the potty so i am coming in mom, i won't flush since your showering." Before i got a word out i heard the seat being sat on & my daughter started to pee. I called out, "just be sure you remember NOT to flush, " I didn't finish when i heard her flushing...

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