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Political Suicide ******************* The thought of what had I done to myself had kept circulating in my head for the last year. I, Ken Tyler, had been the most successful conservative politician on the circuit, and had even been offered an invitation to run for the presidency for my party. Now looking down at myself, I only embody a transgendered liberal pushing for extreme social change. I no longer resemble the once cocky and powerful conservative that I once was, instead...
?Councilman Herb Snell spent the morning peering through a crack in the blinds of his office window watching cars pull in and out of the strip mall parking lot where his insurance agency was located. The appointment wasn?t until eleven but Herb wanted a jump on things.?Right on schedule, a silver Land Rover with two child safety seats in the back pulled into the lot. That would be her.?Glancing at his reflection in the mirror, Herb adjusted his toupee. He turned one way and then...
Nicole slowly opened her eyes and looked around the sparsely furnished room, sighed and wondered one more time if she had made the right decision. She scooted up in the old rickety wooden slated bed, leaning back against the headboard her back supported only by a single dingy yellow pillowcase. The movement to sit up caused the stiffly starched yellow-white sheet to slide down her body revealing her smallish breasts to the morning light that was streaming in through the broken Venetian blinds....
Wendy walked around my desk to stand next to me. She reached down started rubbing my cock. I told her, “Don’t start something you can’t finish.” I felt myself getting hard as she kept rubbing me. Then she looked up at me and asked, “Just how big are you?” I have to admit, I have always felt that I was well endowed, being just a little over nine inches long and real thick, almost as thick as a ball bat. I replied to her, “Let me show you,” and I pulled my pants down slightly and pulled my...
I detest Family Politics. It’s like living in a soap opera that you can’t escape. But there are times when the pressures of the family can have some benefits if you look at it right. Madeline is the matriarch of my wife’s family. The old bird is slightly to the right of Atilla the Hun and a little more rich than William Randolph Hearst. She kept the purse strings pulled tight, dangling them over the heads of her children from the time they were born and always threatening to remove them from...
I detest Family Politics. It's like living in a soap opera that you can't escape. But there are times when the pressures of the family can have some benefits if you look at it right.Madeline is the matriarch of my wife's family. The old bird is slightly to the right of Atilla the Hun and a little more rich than William Randolph Hearst. She kept the purse strings pulled tight, dangling them over the heads of her children from the time they were born and always threatening to remove them from her...
AnalThanks to the knee doctor for editing assistance. It was lunchtime on Friday at the Peanut Bar. The Idiots Club meets here, once a week to share our miseries. The membership is not very impressive, just four middle age guys with one thing in common: our wives are each cheating on us. Bradley Cook, Ray Timmons, Karl Marshall, and myself, John Terrell, all went to high school together. We all married our high school sweethearts, and we all remained friends these past twenty years. Between the...
“You wish?” she said, as I saw a smile come to her face for the first time since this thing started. “Since you’ve left ‘shitforbrains, ‘ are you keeping his name or what?” I asked. She laughed so hard at my moniker for her ex, she had to pull over. “Yeah, for now – it’s a lot of trouble changing your name back, so I guess I’m Elizabeth Mendenhall for the short term. Thanks again for coming to get me, Ken – I owe you one!” “More than one, I think, sis!” I said. Back in Springfield, it...
“What did you just say?” Liz asked. “I asked you to marry me, that’s what?” I said, cumming inside her at that exact moment. “So, you think you can sink that bad boy inside me and just ask me to marry you?” “That’s called deflection, answer the question, Elizabeth?” I followed up. “Oh, god yes – I’ve loved you for so long, I couldn’t be happier even if I was filled to the brim with my brothers cum!” she said. “You are filled to the brim!” I said. “Couldn’t be happier – wanna go again,...
It was at the next meeting; Jeff Graham’s true colors appeared. The semi-rotund, self-effacing likeable guy became a mean-spirited person. “So, Jeff we got the list of things we’re dealing with, what do you want to talk about first?” I asked. “First, David – You can get off your soap-box about reducing taxes, and giving a raise to the police and teachers. We don’t have the money to give any raises unless we up the city sales tax by at least 25%?” Jeff said. “My wife Elizabeth, looked over...
The next morning, I went off to work at one of my consulting firms. My cell rang. “Hey honey, what’s up?” It was Liz. “You know that I gave you back all of those city ledgers a while back?” “Yeah, so?” “Well, I took pictures of the pages before I gave them back to you?” she said, sounding worried. “And?” “I found something really odd, when you come home later; I’ll explain it all OK?” she said confidently. “I love you!” I said. “I love you more, Davey!” she said sounding...
I went to one of my consultants for the day and the next couple of weeks went by without too much consternation. About a month later, at our day-before meeting, I brought up a new subject to Jeff. “Jennie Lee tells me that you are her Uncle!” I disclosed. “Yeah, I am – So what?” he responded curtly. “Whoa there, Jeff, I’m just trying to get to know you a little better, you don’t have to cut my head off?” I replied. “Sorry, David – Daniel, her father was a real SOB, including slapping her...
We met Jeff and his wife, Mary, who looked suspiciously like an older version of Jennie Lee, except a brunette, at the Sizzler Restaurant. During the course of the dinner, Lizzie accidentally knocked Mary’s plastic tumbler off the table, necessitating a new one. As surreptitiously as possible, Liz grabbed the tumbler, and placed it into her oversized purse. I’ve had her take that purse with us before to restaurants, so we could fill it with the bread you get, to save some money at home. That...
"People always get the type of government they deserve." Chapter 1 Congressman Blaine sat staring at the television in his hotel suite waiting for the results of the election. He was well ahead of the environmentalist asshole that was running against him because of his vote on the Alaskan oil drilling. Ron Blaine hated these re-election campaigns every two years. He knew that most of the so-called citizens had no idea what he voted on and could have cared less. As long as they had some...
I walked into the political office not knowing what to expect or even why I was going there. I am not a political activist and I didn’t even vote in the last election. Someone pretty much dared me to go in and check things out. Little did I know I was entering into a Bastogne of Craziness. (The names have been changed to protect the guilty and the innocent.)I am, by my own admission, a fairly good-looking young twenty-two-year-old, the beneficiary of a mother who was a model and a father who...
OccupationsShe found him, in the library of all places, in Redcliffe. Not that she thought he was stupid – quite the opposite, actually; he was smarter than he gave himself credit for, most of the time – but after weeks of walking, and fighting, and the emotional turmoil of grieving, reading was possibly the last thing she expected him to be doing. And it was, essentially, the last thing he was doing, she realised as she crept through the door; he was fast asleep, face flopped down on an open book,...
Life is good. I’m not making tons of money or creating the most challenging projects, and that is okay, but my marriage is good, although the sex is marital sex. That means I have sex, but it isn’t wild and dangerous, passionate, frequent enough, nor do we do it with as much experimentation or variety as I want. But we still do it, and there is lot’s of it. We have read Open Marriage and talked about some of the possibilities of bringing another person into our sex life. I wonder a lot about...
Straight SexThe 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...
Sociology students take at least one course in social deviance, I took that course as well. Now, many years later, I am a social deviant writing sexually explicit stories, and you, dear readers, are being socially deviant as well. You see, what we do on explicit web sites is still outside the boundaries of socially acceptable behavior. Even though the boundaries are much more broad in contemporary society, the content of these stories is the imaginative fantasy of the writer and most often a...
It was an election night party, we gathered at the ball room of local hotel waiting for the results to come in. I was attending the event with my wife,we had been supporters and donators to the incumbent candidate who was in the battle for his job, the polls going into the election night we're neck & neck so it was a rather nervous night at the grand ballroom. We had invested a lot of campaign dollars into our candidates relection. The early numbers did not look good & my frustration...
Chapter 9: Marriage? While the last thirty-six hours had been agonizingly slow, Katie couldn’t remember the details. She remembered cancelling her meetings yesterday and today. The psychiatrist had told herself that doing so would allow her to recover from her sexual mauling at Alistair’s hands. She remembered drinking—most of Election Day had been spent with a glass of wine in her hand. And here she was, the day after, in a rough bar in the East End of London. Drinking again. Any other...
Chapter Eight: Entrapment ‘Here, sit beside me,’ Erika invited Katie as the dark haired woman and Alistair came down for breakfast. Both looked showered and refreshed, but Erika knew better. When it came to sex, she had a keen eye, and these two had been up most of the night. Inside, she burned. Outwardly, though, she kept her face smooth, offering a pleasant smile. ‘The others have updated me on what’s happened since yesterday, so I promise not to talk politics.’ The psychiatrist returned...
Chapter 2: The Charity bash Thomas failed dismally to disguise the yawn. ‘Sorry, Sally, no offence.’ The petite redhead grinned. ‘That’s okay, we’ve been at it since six this morning. That makes it a long day. And with tonight’s charity bash, it’ll get a lot longer before we’re home in our beds.’ The fair-haired man nodded. In the week since he’d been working for Alistair Brinkley-Jones, they’d all been long days. Today had been no different, ten hours of slog, understanding everything he...
Chapter 6: From the sublime to the ridiculous Thomas was frustrated. Boy, was he frustrated!! With the General Election only three days away, he was now working sixteen-hour days. That meant that he and Becky hadn’t made love for over a week. Not since she’d practically sexually assaulted him the day he’d arrived home following his night with Erika. It was making him irritable, affecting his demeanour, and his judgement, too. Becky must be feeling the same way, but she was putting in similar...
Polite and Respectful NephewBy: Londebaaz Chohan Felix was over-joyed to get his Driver’s License in the first attempt. He was about to be promoted as a senior in the high school. As promised, his parents put some money in for him to his savings and now Felix had his own car with the down payments and other fees and charges, the car dealers add on for their own living. In less than a week or two, the school closed and Felix decided to go visit his cousin Roger. They were related by way of their...
Chapter 3: The Plot Thickens Erika Johansson smiled at her reflection in the bedroom mirror. Had Alistair not already left for his early morning meeting with Thomas and Sally, he would undoubtedly have approved. She held the compact mobile phone away for a moment, and shook out the silken locks she’d styled into golden waves. They bounced on her shoulders, flirting with the delicate red strap of her low cut bra. Accompanied by her plunge-thong and nude stockings with their lacy red tops, she...
Chapter 5: Rebecca submits ‘God, you look rough,’ Sally murmured. ‘Want me to hold the taxi when it arrives? Won’t take you long to freshen up…’ ‘Didn’t get much sleep,’ Thomas grumpily offered by way of explanation. What else could he say? Erika fucked me all night? That woman was insatiable. It must have been around five o’clock before she allowed him to return to his room. That meant an hour’s nap, a quick shower, and a room service breakfast while he made the call to Jack Murphy. They...
Chapter 1: Beginnings Erika Johansson smiled that all-knowing smile of hers. The twenty-five year old Swedish beauty was well aware of the contents of the package. Benni always sent the photos in a buff envelope. Watching the delivery boy leap back onto his motorbike, she pushed closed the deep red front door of her London Mews home, allowing a contented sigh to escape from her full lips. Fixing a loose strand of her long, blonde hair behind her ear, the stunning Nordic woman ripped open the...
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...
Chapter 4: Resisting temptation The tension between Erika and Alistair had been palpable throughout the flight. Thomas had tried to ignore it, but Sally’s constant nudges in his ribs and her darting eyes in their direction made that impossible. Even the taxi ride to the Belfast City Hall had been awkward, so much so it had been a relief when Alistair and Erika separated to attend to individual matters that somehow had mysteriously appeared from nowhere. ‘What the hell is all that about?’...
Chapter 7: The race resumes The excitement in the afternoon air crackled like electricity. Erika nudged her raven-haired friend. ‘What do you think?’ Becky glanced at the blonde. What did she think? Other than not having seen much of Thomas lately, she thought that life was pretty much perfect. And she had Erika to thank. It was the blonde who’d found the gym. She’d negotiated the purchase on Becky’s behalf. They’d got it at a rock bottom price due to the Polish owner going bankrupt. It...
----- This is a four part series that recounts the story of a Belgium agent at the end of his career. The events take place in Part 1 - Belgium Part 2-4 - Minnesota, USA I strongly advise that you read the story from the star, because it will be hard for you to understand the characters in later parts of the stories. This is not a quick fix story and not intended to be. It is already broken up in parts for ease of read. ----- Mark was well aware of what was to follow the...
Life is good. I’m not making tons of money or creating the most challenging projects, and that is okay, but my marriage is good, although the sex is marital sex. That means I have sex, but it isn’t wild and dangerous, passionate, frequent enough, nor do we do it with as much experimentation or variety as I want. But we still do it, and there is lot’s of it. We have read Open Marriage and talked about some of the possibilities of bringing another person into our sex life. I wonder a lot about...
I felt Kate's lips leave my cock and I looked down at her. She was smiling smugly and I couldn't help but grin in reply. She kissed the tip of my deflated manhood and then looked at me seriously. "Now are you ready to do things my way?" she asked. I nodded mutely and she delicately tucked my penis back into my boxers. She retrieved her discarded blazer and put it on before she stood. I stood as well, and buttoned my jeans. All the while, Julie was watching us, the flush of desire...
Finally, she pulled back, her lips wet and shiny with her saliva and my pre-come. Her eyes were afire with fresh lust as she sat up and kissed me deeply. I could taste myself on her lips, and no matter how much I might have wanted to come in her mouth, I knew that her pussy would be much more enjoyable, for both of us. Kate continued to stroke my erection as I looked for my jeans. She saw me looking around and nodded towards the door to the laundry room. "It's over there," she said. I...
It's true that in this world, costumed heroes have been prevalent for a long time. Ever since the Skymaster appeared in Century City shortly after WWI, superheroes have appeared for years. From The Real Thing in Atlanta, to the Stormchaser in Seattle, to the Silversmith in Boston, Century City, a major East Coast metropolis, has been a big haven for super-heroes. The Centurion died during the Techno War in this city; and the revelation that the nighttime vigilante known as the Dark Stalker had...
"What are you and Jilly planning for New Years Eve, Tommy?" I asked. "Oh, we've got a party at the college. We'll be staying with a classmate of hers, so we won't have to drive home. Should be fun. What about you?" "No plans. Thought I'd stay in and watch some TV. Things have been kind of hectic for me in the last month." I'd arrived home from Charlotte Wednesday evening, too late for hockey. I still hadn't made it to a single game yet. On the other hand, I had the rest of the...
On the knoll Zoe’s, Alana’s, and Vanessa’s teams described the events since finding the two bodies to Sarah’s, Siobhan’s, and Keriann’s Clans. Briana then told of finding four people near Siobhan’s shuttle, and their camp site. She continued with, “As to the victims by the cave, the forensic team’s initial impression is that they’ve been dead for several months, and perhaps longer. They are certain that the two victims were naked when staked out. What happened between that point and their...
This is my first story and any and all thoughts would be greatly appreciated! All characters are fictional any and all relations are simply accidental The last day of school was slowly fading. The clocks' hands moving in slow-mo, Dylan had been watching them all day constantly peering at his watch, checking his cell. All the Seniors this year were going to have a co-ed sleepover. He knew this would be his only chance at getting into any of the high school action. His best friend Skye had...
Quickie SexNote : This story is completely fictional! She bit her lower lip and tried to fight back the pain. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. She hoped Jason didn't see them. If he did he might stop and she wanted to take this thing through to the end, no matter how much it hurt. She could feel every one of the twelve inches of his cock sliding into her. She hoped he didn't try to shove all of it in; she didn't know if her cunt was that deep. She felt Jason's breath on her shoulder. He kissed...
IncestI awoke energized; thinking of everything that I needed to do to ensure my wife and baby were going to be safe and comfortable. The thought of getting a regular house passed across my thoughts. But I thought Sue and I lived here because of our friends. If we need a permanent structure, we'll build it right here. It's our joint, it's our land to do with as we please. This was a significant thought. It was the first time I was happy to have a wife with the money she had. If we needed...
I'll be the first one to admit, I didn't much care for my stepfather. Although I had recently turned eighteen, I still had a few months before graduation, and then after that I was seriously considering entering into the service for the simple reason of moving out and getting away from a man I despised and had always disapproved of. Ever since they had gotten married, he and I had been at odds over nearly everything, which had also included a great deal of favoritism over his daughter who...
In the morning Sharesh awoke with the smell of cooked sausage and barely cooked beef assailing her nostrils. She opened her emerald eyes to see the smiling and lovely face of Vannah gazing at her form across the platter which laid over her lap. "Good morning, M'lady." Vannah said, smiling with morning sunshine. She was uncovering various carnivorous delicacies on the tray. "Vannah," She said, "good morrow to you." She replied sitting up slightly and looking at the mouth watering...
Qi was fairly certain that he was laying on a firm but thin mattress. His head and neck ached. He tried to open his eyes, his face grimaced from the pain of light striking his eyeballs. He fluttered his eyelids a few times but that didn't help and he willed his lids to relax shut as his head leaned to the side. He heard two voices, both female, and they were arguing. He wasn't sure about the words for awhile and he let them wash over him as he tried to wake up. Then he heard his...
Elizabeth Carson sat in the car. She was far from comfortable she had to be acknowledge to herself. The 36-year- old was suffering the effects of the 24 fierce red lines across her bottom given courtesy of Mrs Denver’s senior cane. She got herself as comfortable as possible before driving off. She drove carefully as the stinging distracted her but thankfully got home without incident. As she drove she reminded herself she suffered the humiliation of being spanked and caned to prevent her...
I was recently working away and one night put a porn channel on in my hotel room. A very horny vid showed a middle aged ,stocky guy dommimg a couple in their forties, lots of spanking etc and finishing with the very attractive milf taking his big dick hard. Something was in the back of my mind watching this obviously amateur film, but I couldn't think whatI was wanking hard thinking of that big cock in my mouth while he spanked my wife, taking control of her, dominating her, she becoming...
I have known my friend Suk for many years. She had been divorced for several years and lives alone. While we have spent many a night together at her house it consisted mainly of us watching Korean soap operas and movies and eating Korean food. There was never a hint of anything sexual between us. About three years ago another friend of mine moved to Atlanta. Before she left we would go out dancing. She was also divorced and my hubby can't dance. She was a nice looking woman but a bit of a...
Author's Note: This is a follow up to The Young Master series. You can start here if you aren't interested in Belle's misadventures as spoiled young man turned out by his own sissy slave and eventually enslaved by his step-father, but it does introduce a lot of characters you'll read about in this series. Chapter 1 I don't know how long I was under...days, weeks...who knows, maybe even months. Reality blurred with nightmares as I felt my flesh being cut into by cold scalpels and...
Joy's manipulation of my body started to become erratic as she seemed to shudder from Sharon's attention. As Joy's hands quit moving, my mind began to clear. I saw Sharon's hand pumping a few fingers in Joy's spread ass.I instructed Sharon, "Shove that fat dildo up her ass. You know she'll love it!"Joy whimpered, "Yes, please," at my idea.And with that said, Sharon spat down on her fingers before adding a fourth finger. Joy growled deeply before starting to pump my pussy again with her fist. I...
LesbianI turned 40 and I was working full time. My son Toby, now 20, was due home from Uni (he boarded there) so I took my annual leave with the intention of spending time with him. I knocked off early on the Friday to make sure I was home when he arrived. A knock on the door and I rushed to open it. There he stood, 6’ tall and a broad smile. Beside him stood another lad. “Hi mum, this is Trevor. He boards with me. I said he could stay here. That’s ok isn’t it?” he said. I couldn’t really say no as...
Day 1 I was prepped and laid down on the stretcher. I had no idea what to expect. "Medical Testing: Genetic Alterations-Gender Switch" was the ad. A dozen or so applied. Mostly men who suffered from gender dysphoria. Me? I had days like that, too, but I came to grips with my gender a long time ago. Besides, the worse that could happen was death, and they guaranteed that wouldn't happen. Changing my gender genetically wouldn't do anything...at least I thought so. I planned on...
The previous day and a half had been surreal. I had met Rachael in the supermarket car park and helped her when her car had a flat tyre. We had enjoyed a night of hot sex as her way of thanking me followed by a day of hotter sex when her estate agent who was also her sister joined us topped off by receiving a blow job from their mother. I had spent a second night with Rachael who told me about the fun that her family had before the tragic death of her father and her and her sister’s disastrous...
The Story of OA Fictional Erotic Story of the Lust and Pleasure of the Soul...She is lost to Her true Self and a Victim to her Body and its Senses… She is Sensual and Sexual Divine Creature of Circumstances… Her name is Olivia, she has known Pleasure ever since she was a babe it would seem… She finds that now as an older more mature woman, she can finally look back and try to make sense of how she became who is today, lost to the Pleasure and Lust of Her Body, she cannot stop the Burning, the...
Hi everyone this is my first story.i am afooking from Bangalore age 20.this story is about me and my maid.her name is rani.age 18 stats 32d-30-34 height 5ft. Coming to story. this incident happened 2 years ago.my mom and dad hired a maid from village.to take care of household work.as my parents work in gulf and come once in a year. Coming to story i was in 11th when this incident happened my parents had provided me a computer.i used to watch lot of porn and masturbate in my room.once my maid...
First let me start by pointing out, I'm not the king of guy that cares if his mother/sister get fucked and used by other men, the way i see it, if I'm using other peoples mothers/sisters it would be hypocritical for me to say no to others fucking my mother/sister. To be totally honest with you guys i have fantasised many times at the thought of my mum/sister being fucked and used by guys, usually i fantasise about them being fucked/used by white/black guys. Anyway, let me tell you guys about my...
Lauren sighed; the feelings inside of her were overwhelming. She was afraid, not because of the feelings, for she did not know how to handle the feelings she was having. They were not new feelings, just stronger over the last couple of years. Her need grew day by day, her frustration overwhelmed here. She was prone to bouts of depression, a side effect of her feelings. Lauren was afraid to express those feelings to anyone, for fear of being rejected, for fear of being used. Her biggest fear...
The next morning I woke up and found Michelle was already up. I slipped out of bed and quickly moved to the bathroom to take care of the call of nature. I took a quick shower and slipped on my normal t-shirt, flannel shirt over the top and urban black, white, and light blue military pants. I headed for the kitchen and found Two-Feather putting the bed back into the couch with Ben helping. Four beautiful women wearing flannel shirts and slippers were working together to make breakfast it was...
My wife and I were out getting groceries and she wanted to stop at the liquor store to get some beer. I had plenty at home so she just went in while I stayed in the truck. A little later she comes walking out with a nice-looking black guy. They are both coming to the truck as they are talking and my wife is laughing. He opens the door and she gets in. I’m a little confused as she looks at me with a smile. She says, “this is Brad, and he’s coming over tonight to fuck us both, but especially...