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Introduction: After an uncomfortable experiance with her mom sexually, Robyn tries to move on with life, but its already changed her. This started as a true story, but so many people wanted it to continue… Robyn gritted her teeth and let the unwashed Mexican behind her push his greasy cock inside her. His hands grabbed onto her hip fat so she couldnt go anywhere as he forced himself deeper. Her head swayed back and forth as she let him fill her again and again. He was pretty big and she knew it...
Introduction: This story is all true until they fuck. Part of the fucking is even true, but halfway through it becomes exagerated a bit. I wasnt there so I added a few touches. Most of this story actually happened to a friend of mine. The names have been changed obviously, but I thought it was so hot that I wrote it all down. I mean, this is the kind of thing that youd only see in pornos. If anyone has had a similar experience, feel free to message me and tell me about it. It had been a long...
this story is 100% fiction hi friends i'm roshan an average 20 year old, i was a normal boy like all the boys my age used to masturbate watching porn especially the indian masala porns and ogling at girls and commenting how big their boobs were etc..Until i was introduced into incest and cross dressing by one of my friends. It totally changed my life now i used to sleep wearing lingerie's and panties stolen from my moms laundry basket. speaking of my mom her name is gracy shes 44 and works in a...
IncestNote : This story is completely fictional! Dark haired Lucette, being short and curvaceous with large jugs, wide hips and a very protuberant ass, was in great demand amongst the men while she tried to rear a eighteen year old boy and also meet her growing needs for variety in men. Lucette's need for alcohol had accompanied her growing nymphomania. Although gifted with very lovely facial features that glowed adorably with each drink, the lovely mother had low instincts and a pudendum that...
IncestAs close a relationship as the police, sheriff’s department, and Families had in Rosebud Falls, it still wasn’t prudent to have many people knowing what they discovered. It would be hard enough to contain the story while Johnson investigated. He wasn’t as suspicious of the Savage Family per se as of their company. The evidence was that drugs and child trafficking had been going on here long before Wayne or Pàl showed up. The sheriff still had one trump card to keep the investigation under...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
Chapter 27 "I've yelled at her. I'm not proud of it." "Kat, there's a difference between shouting at a child and terrorizing her. You should have seen the look on her face. It's something my-" "You are not your dad. You made a mistake." Kathryn's voice wavered and then she said reluctantly. "We are going to- we are going to make at least a few of them." Thomas laughed awkwardly. "We are going to make a lot of them. It seems like no matter what the books say, hardly anything...
Waking up Zax was joyful to feel his mom's hand on his face and hearing her voice in the morning, even though the hand slapped him and the voice shouted. "Wake up, honey. Your lunchbox is on the counter". If she kissed him in the forehead and whispered softly Laylen was not his mother. That son of her would not wake up even during a Sun Stone storm, for him it will only be an excuse to skip school. "Get dress and go to school. I'll see you at four". She moved the curtain to allow light...
Marie appeared to Dee'rah in a dream. "Sister, please come. Ask your mother if she will come, as well. We have children who need us!" Dee'rah woke, slipped quietly from their bed and left the room. Many moments later she returned and turned on a small lamp that barely forced back the darkness. She placed her hand on Michael's shoulder and stroked over to his neck, onto his cheek, touched his lips, and ran two fingers softly along his forehead. His eyes opened. He looked to her with...
What we really know: We've always "known" that dogs are descended from wolves, but that's pretty vague. Actually, they are the same species. Dogs and wolves can interbreed. Geneticists consider dogs, Canis Familiaris, to be a subset of the East Asian variety of the globally-present Grey Wolf, Canis Lupis. Oh, there are some appearance differences, and they behave quite a bit differently around humans, but genetically they are the same thing. Okay, some background: All "higher life form"...
The next morning Catherine and Rebecka joined him on deck while he was still stretching. When Jake started his forms, they asked if he would teach them. He agreed and started instructing the two women. They caught on quickly. By the third repetition, the women were matching his pace and doing the moves correctly. When Catherine asked him how the forms were used in hand to hand fighting, he smelled a rat. When he tried to explain, she asked for a demonstration. He offered to send for one of...
ReGenesis, Inc.: As Children into the Abyss by Bill Hart Becky Phelder was stunned, as the rest of her classmates began to snicker. She'd been sitting in the front row desk of her next to last class of the day listening intently to one of her favorite teachers, when she heard the unexpected announcement crackle over the intercom. "Becky Phelder ... Please report to Mr. Wilton's office immediately." In addition to being surprised, Becky was also more than a little embarrassed at...
Sunday morning was just another miserable September day in Southern California, sunny, about thirty percent humidity and temperatures expected in the low hundreds. It had been quite a while since we had been to church and our Sunday morning routine wasn't really up to the challenge. Fortunately Tom and Karen knew us well enough to plan for the later of the two service times. Figuring that the greatest challenge would be parking, people trying to leave while others were still arriving, we...
Next day, Reg asked that they leave early and do a detour to the bank where he had his account, so that he could formally acknowledge receipt of the money that had arrived, and at the same time discover how much the sum was. That happened, with the bank staff pleased to see him. He was happy to find the total was a little higher than expected, due to interest added to the sum by the insurance company. He checked that the type of account was the highest-earning interest one they offered. He...
Designer Children by OneShot20XX "The... folly which sees in the child nothing more than the vivisector sees in a guinea pig: something to experiment on with a view to rearranging the world." George Bernard Shaw, 1913 Chapter 1 The city of dreams and the city of misery. This is what Los Angeles has become to me. Thousands come here, wide-eyed, brimming with talent, eager to make their mark. The siren song that brought us here,...
Chapter 10 My first instinct was to hide underneath the covers and remain there. Ashley's absence was potentially disastrous because like the night light, she was the anchor that kept me from drifting toward surrender. It would be so easy to accept my fate, to accept being Kaylee- the same way I left everything else, the restaurant, acting, Hannah- it was easier than having to deal with any of the emotions that went along with it. As Musica prattled on, urging me to get out of bed,...
Chapter 7 "You've got a lot of fucking explaining to do, lady." Mark, ever his cheerful and charming self, addressed Ms. Daniels with a sneer. Ms. Daniels replied sweetly, "Little boys shouldn't say such naughty words. Now, I trust you've all learned your lines?" I took in Ms. Daniels' form again. She wore a conservative blouse with a skirt that reached just below her knees. Her pert heart-shaped ass was again on full display as she turned around to scold Mark. The bags underneath...
Chapter 12 "Are you waiting for your mommy, sweetie?" The old woman smiled, and while I felt safe in her presence, internally- it was like great swathes of barbed wire had nested in my brain. Each word and gesture from the woman, from her kindly expression to the way she sat, it echoed what I already knew- the world would see Kaylee, and they would treat her accordingly. There was no surprise in this. Ryan Sullivan wasn't sitting at the bus stop, his legs dangling from the bench,...
Kru followed Major Sweet through the doorway, which was one of the Obsidian gates, and into a bustling room on Obsidian itself. Kru had been here twice before now, having been ordered to the Garden for educational opportunities. This time, rather than walking over to the Garden, they went to the Spirit Master's executive offices. A very pleasant older woman there asked them to wait a moment, and soon they were joined by a Legionnaire, who was obviously a soldier. Kru could recognize that...
Jon and I started dating in college. We had a whirl wind courtship, and we were married in three months. I had started a clothing business to pay my way through college which turned out very successful. Jon was studding electronics, which he enjoyed. I was studying to be a pharmacist. My little clothing business made enough money that Jon was able to quit his job and go to school full time. This would mean that we would both finish school about the same time. We had fun many times...
Designer Children Chapter 30 by OneShot20XX Standing there was Tracy. Decked out in a light blue cardigan and a flowing knee-length skirt, she looked like Kathryn and Ava's mother, read: preppy as fuck. The young woman quickly waved to Kathryn, who still hadn't left, and slowly, with the speed of a lethargic snail, she crawled away in the SUV. Tracy led me inside the modest bungalow. It clearly looked like they had only just recently moved in, with only a single picture on the wall...
Dear Children, Within the brain of almost every living American there are dates that are indelibly etched there. Numbers that are as real to us as figures written into a granite stone. We carry these dates with us in our heads until we at last rest under the stones bearing our own final numbers: December 7, 1941. November 22, 1963. April 19, 1995. And now, September 11, 2001. Your Mother asked me to write something about this last date, so that when you get older we can talk about how it...
After the release of the virus and the offensive against the enemy in the Jovian System, the nation and the world struggled to adjust to what happened and what was still happening. It became apparent that the transformations were slowing down. Dr. Lukas Forrester at Project Rampart theorized that the atmospheric nanites were either going dormant or they needed time to reproduce themselves. There were still hundreds of thousands of men and boys with RH negative blood that were...
Chapter 16 "I'm going to murder you. In your sleep." "It's really not that bad, Ryan. And we don't have much of a choice." Eve ran a brush through my long blond hair, removing the bangs from my eyes and then proceeded to hold it all in place with a hair band. The accessory was black, and while that would have been tolerable, the little flowery pom-pom that sat atop the band was not. I watched her place the object on my head with a mixture of embarrassment and fear. Humiliation was...
Chapter 31 This is it. I want to thank my test readers for providing encouragement, ideas and a swift kick in the ass to get this thing done. Clocking in at just under 600 pages, it is shorter than the Sidereus Prophecy, but it still took about two years to write. For those of you on this site, thank you very much for going on this lengthy journey with me. I hope you enjoy the ending of Ryan's story. People have asked about my next project. I'll be honest that I don't have one. My...
Andrew's Story - Telempathy It happened one night. I had been going down on Dee Dee, giving her one of my patented 'make her talk' jobs. Because of her fragile condition (she is seven months preggers after all) I relented after only about fifteen minutes of gentle torture and got her off big time. Her screams could have woken the dead. But it wasn't the dead she woke. I lay there with my head on her enlarged belly. She is incredibly beautiful pregnant. Her face is aglow. Her tits are...
Memories Revisited: Teach Your Children Well By Heather St. Claire It was Saturday, and the city was still waking up. Although the stores at the Twin Pines Mall were not yet open, their employees, delivery people, mall walkers and others already had the structure pulsing with life. Inside one of those stores, a clothing shop for plus-sized and tall women, the owner was having tea in her break room with a customer who required special considerations?because he was a man. Eric Madsen...
Chapter 23 "Ryan...unless it was the hospital, don't worry about it." Eve hugged her pillow. She slept in a pair of what should have been pajama shorts, but were more like pajama boots shorts. Her ass cheeks hung out of them, looking like heaps of crumpled caramel toffee. She reached for a non- existent blanket, the stifling midday heat removing any need for one. I had shaken her for a solid thirty seconds before she had even budged. It was like trying to wake a hibernating bear,...
Part 13 Designer Children by OneShot20XX Chapter 29 "Ashley!" "Madison!" I ran through the kids, some of whom shambled back to class after recess like extras from a zombie flick. At that moment, I wasn't sure what pushed me to seek out the girl. I was like that bullet-ridden almost corpse with a single shot left, gunning down the villain before dying heroically. It was clear the serum had won. I was becoming Kaylee. I was Kaylee. I retained my memory and portions of my adult...
Hello friends I am John from Trivandrum. I am an average looking boy, average built whitish average looking too. I am a fan of this site am i would like 2 share my experience here.This story happened 3 years ago when I was about to join college. That summer my parents decided to sent me to my dad’s village to spend for the holidays I had. When I reached my village it was late evening. I was supposed to stay with my dad’s friend Abu’s house. Just beside his house,his younger sister Nadira (name...
NOT VERY NICE PEOPLE by Crazy Baron Chapter 9: And All The Children Are Insane Synopsis: The proverbial port in a storm: a quaint country house with a lovable, somewhat eccentric mistress who is still far out and digs groovy guests, decades after the Summer of Love came to an end. But just as the original hippie era had its dark side, Lady Cinnamon and her "Kids" might be something more than simply a colorful and amusing throwback to a seemingly innocent time. ***** "Right...
Hmm. Which one is going to give me the most shit? Camden’s dad, Howard, waited until we were on the sidewalk before he said, “I guess I should be holding a shotgun or something. You got one of my daughters pregnant twice and had sex with the other. It was a bit complicated. Camden said she couldn’t go into it but that she was on her own raising the babies.” I might as well have some fun. “I don’t kiss and tell and never have. Not sure how Camden got pregnant from me twice without having...
Maran woke up to a strange wind that gusted through the house followed by a loud thud. She was awake, moreso than the rest of her family hopefully. In the chill of the night, it was possible there was a draft, but the old style of the Edenton was durable to stand the cold of winter. It could’ve been an opened door or window from downstairs, in which case the proper action to take would be to call the police and report a break-in. It would’ve been logical, but that wouldn’t happen. She didn’t...
Once upon a time.... All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't...
This story is probably true.In our city there are no less than two world class IVF clinics, and we have several friends who work in the field. During a dinner party one evening in which the red wine flowed rather too freely, we began to challenge them – mostly playfully - about the cost of programmes and their success at making money out of people’s misfortune as well as babies.It wasn’t a fair criticism, but it did prompt a raft of stories around the table, one of which concerned ‘Charlotte ,...
Wife LoversWOMEN AND CHILDREN FIRST By Melissa Tawn BACKGROUND: On the evening of April 14, 1912, the luxury liner RMS Titanic the largest, fastest, and purportedly safest passenger ship ever built, collided with an iceberg in the north Atlantic on its maiden voyage, and sank with a loss of over 1500 lives. Many stories of heroism by passengers and crew have been related, as well as a many stories of cowardice and despicable behavior. Among the latter are the several accounts of men who...
Designer Children Chapter 25 by OneShot20XX ([email protected]) We walked toward the waiting taxi, Ms. McDavid firmly tugging me toward the two figures that gradually became more than just limbs- no, they were the people who were going to take me away from Greg, Eve and Jessica. Maybe they lived in town? There were a few applicants from California at least. A man and a woman stood smiling, both happy, but the woman was ecstatic, wearing a wide grin. Both were dressed like they...
All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't feel fear anymore, just...
When Frank walked into the office the next day the New York financial markets were just opening. In his eagerness to start his workday he'd been a little brusque with Floyd, and that made him feel bad. The older man looked confused with the break in their daily routine. Frank clicked on the internet and breathed a sigh of relief. Western's stock price had started trading unchanged and that meant that Murray Shoreham had stalled on passing a big block of shares at the opening. His brief...
Riene waited patiently. It had been difficult to arrange the meeting, and she knew they didn’t want it. Would have avoided it, if nearly all of the women hadn’t gone on strike, hadn’t ceased willingly obliging them with their bodies. Calla sat beside her, twisting her skirt in one hand while she chewed the nails of the other. And Riene wondered what use the woman would be once they got inside, wondering if she would freeze up when she was needed, or if she would start one of her irrational...
NOTE: This is a stand-alone story. Don’t feel that you need to read “Laura And Ross” unless of course, you want too. Laura And Ross And Their Children Laura and Ross had been so excited after that week of train flashing that neither one of them wanted to stop. Their biggest concern was keeping their newfound hobby from their children. Terri and Gus were your average sexually inquisitive teenagers. Terri was thirteen and Gus was fourteen but actually they were about the same...
Chapter 14 "Die you mother fuckers!" "What the hell? How old are you kid?" I watched as little bits and pieces of my opponents sailed in every direction. No matter what game you were playing, the rocket launcher was always a satisfying weapon. Three seconds later, I snuck up behind a camper and cut him in half with my chainsaw. For the uninitiated, campers are players who wait by respawn points in FPS games, not to be confused with snipers, who choose strategic locations to pick...
Cybele's Children. By Trish. It was midsummers eve and Cathy Morris was feeling pissed off. Not only had she had to put up with her manager being a sexist bastard who refused to let her do the job she had been trained to do, but then she had to waste two hours after work getting her fucking hair and nails done to go to a work-related dinner party the following day! She was better qualified than half the men in her office, and a hell of a lot smarter but because she had a pair of...
“Beth, I’m home,” I announced in my usual manner at 5:10 PM on a Friday. “Hey, Sweetie! Are you still not telling me where we’re going tonight?” “Nope. It’s a surprise. Come here and give me an anniversary kiss.” Our passion was not only strong but kept growing. I married the most amazing woman in the world. “I just can’t believe we’ve already been married 9 years,” she mumbled as our lips played together. “First things first. I need a shower and we both need to change into something...
The Cataloochee House, as we referred to our new home, did become a focus of activity, but it was not the business of the Legion which focused there, it was the business of raising our gifted children. Every member of the Legion had shared my memories, as well as Ginny, Eru and Con's, of Aya, Kes and Beloth, the Ancient Guardians we had so briefly rescued from their fate. They remembered, through us, their stories of how the children of the Choctowineh were raised 'within the Light'. As...
Mandy answered the telephone. "Sunny Acres ... How may I help you?" "Yes ... Hello ... my name is Sergei Asimov. Some one at the school board gave me this number. I was told that you were a school ... I would like to discuss enrolling my children..." "We aren't a school, as such but we DO have a school here. Hold on, please, and I'll connect you." "..." "Sunny Acres Charter School ... my name is Lisa. May I help you? "Hello. My name is Sergei Asimov. Someone at the school...
Después de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...
Love Stories(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
My Children Are Having Sex My sister said, “My children are having sex.” I asked, “With who?” She replied, “With one another.” I smiled thinking that Sissy and Carol were becoming lesbians. The idea excited me. So I asked, “Sissy and Carol?” My sister replied, “Yes, but also with their brother. I caught a glimpse of them the other day down in the family room while I was weeding the flowers along the side of the house.” I thought to myself, “That little ‘son of a bitch’...
Brian and Aunt Em – children As the years went on, the other children were growing up. Marie was 19, Garth was 20, Gloria was 18 and Brian Jnr. Was 17. Brian had already seduced Sylvia and they had 2girls, Marie 16, Gloria 15, and a boy Brian Jnr. 14. Then Garth (Brian’s son by Em) got into the action with Marie, his stepsister (the elder daughter of Brian and Rachael). Marie fell pregnant. Garth wasn’t going to let the grass grow under his feet. He had set his eyes on his Mother. Garth knew...
IncestChapter 18 The mermaid and the dolphins were best friends. Every morning, they raced through the water to play hide-and-go-seek in the big seaweed forest. Then, after lunch, they swam to the reef to see all the beautiful coral. Like the rainbows they saw in the sky sometimes, the coral was in all colours. At the end of day, the mommy dolphin would take her babies home, and the mermaid went home to her family in the big castle at the edge of the seaweed forest. "Wait. No, that's not...
How About The Children Having an unexpected need to use the restroom was the worse part of running errands for Ruth Baker-Smolinski,. She would always try to plan her errand running excursions to coincide without having to answer to nature calling. It was not worth the potential hassle which came with her just trying to do a basic biological function. That threat of a stranger making her prove she was going to the right toilets would remind her to some people she was not a woman, but...
Dear Jenny, Dear Martin, I am certain, that you did not expect to get a letter from me ever again, if you even remember me. This is John and you once knew me as your daddy. It has been 6 years now, since we last had any contact. Probably you are asking yourself why you got this letter after all this time. I just felt the need to explain my actions to you. Both of you just finished high school and are ready to head off to college. Martin, I am very sorry that you had to repeat the sophomore...
Freda was offhandedly blasé. “Whatever suits you, Fiona, but don’t talk to Reg about it. He will tell you that there is a mathematical framework for packet switching networks. I happened to mention queueing and almost got a lecture, for apparently packet switching is the basis for the Internet’s structure.” She went on to switch subjects without a break. “What is Reg doing now?” Frances said, “I left him in his study. Why?” “I just wondered, as I am off my birth control, so if he is...
Frances asked, “You think that it may be possible that they came from a smaller museum’s store, darling?” “Not really,” replied Reg. “Such stores get checked regularly for mundane reasons such as dusting, testing the humidity levels, and checking that the picture hangings are secure. No, what I think is that the drugs man probably gathered them over a considerable period of time, salting them away as his retirement fund. This is a big drug dealer who never gets caught holding drugs, so he...
“We can deal with that question when we come to it, Reg. I presume Sidra will have her own room?” “We can arrange that. If you are at ease with that excursion, then fine. I haven’t a date fixed yet, but I expect the trip to take two or three days, perhaps four, depending on conditions at the farmer’s field, and any adverse weather I have to contend with. Just tell Sidra that it is in preparation, but we may have to leave any day, without much advance warning.” “Do you need me to drive,...
Chapter 11 Puzzled, he informed her, “Yes. I just lifted them straight out, then moved them into the trench I prepared for them. They just felt right, the way they were. Why?” “They felt right, as the base was heavier than the rest of the concretion, that’s why. I have looked at both of these, and there is a glint of gold showing on each base. Gold is heavier than silver, so there is a natural tendency for the find to sit in that orientation. I suspect the gold coins – from what I saw, they...