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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...
The Class Project by Janice Dreamer Chapter 16 "Dude! There was a cop here today asking about Bob." Jim glanced up from the text book he was engrossed in, feeling mildly irritated at the interruption. He stared at Scott as if he were from another planet. "Do what?" "Yeah. A cop. He asked a whole lot of questions. Said he was looking for Bob. What's up with that?" Jim's mind went into overdrive. They'd never considered that anyone would make an effort to find Bob. To buy...
It has been a long time from our last posting ofa story. We have been very busy, but it is thebusy time of the year for us.This is Tim and I will start this event off.I think we were about age one/two or one/threewhen this happened to me. I was starting to notice how beautiful and sexy our two older s*****s were.The closest in age to us I will call "A" and she is about a year an a half older. sister "B"is almost 4 years older. I was doing some work inthe barn with s*s A one afternoon and it...
Her heart began racing as soon as she heard his knock at the door. This was a gamble, but she had confidence in her observations."Come in," she replied. He'd been coming to her for a few weeks now, twice a week, to work on core strength. At first she thought she was just giving kinky meaning to otherwise normal things, but over time it had become very clear. The cane stripes, red and raised, poking out the bottom of his shorts as he exercised. The way his posture and performance improved when...
FemdomI remember Lynne walking in on us one night, we were both stark naked on top of bed, Sandra was sat on my cock facing away from me towards the door that Lynne walked through. We were being a bit noisy as it was one of her favourite positions, Lynne must have been woken by us and had a good view of my stiff cock as her mum got off. Lynne got into bed with us, we all snuggled up on our right hand sides, with Sandra in the middle, I got a bit touchy feely as Sandra was obviously still aroused...
Well.. here he was again, at the same old titty bar he was at last week and the week before. Shit, thinking about it he realized he’d been coming here once a week for the past six months, always after the gym on Thursday or Friday night. He rarely got anymore sex at home and when he did it was pretty bland. He’d watched enough porn and read enough erotic stories to know there had to more than bland once a month perfunctory sex. So he didn’t feel one bit bad about his weekly visits. He really...
Here is another one of my life experience stories. This happened a few years ago. I had bought myself a new car as a birthday gift. It really was not that much of an extravagant gift: my old car was dying a slow death, costing me $600 a month in repairs each month. That buys a lot of new car. My new car was a little sports coupe, just perfect for me, a single guy. At that time, I was working for a small business. My “boss” was a very charming Thai woman in her early thirties. I had known...
You are a penniless citizen in the kingdom of Gradrod. You are currently living in a large poor house with over twenty other people, taking odd jobs from the farms and plantations outside the kingdom's walls and barely making any money. You have always wanted to be an adventurer, but never knew where to look for treasure and even if you found a spot, it's usually too far from the kingdom to reach. Travelling far from the kingdom can cost you a lot of gold that you would need for equipment so...
FantasyI awakened to the faint scent of coffee, so I knew Todd had been up for awhile. Yet, I could not quite will myself to get up, because a new sense of well-being and contentment seemed to engulf me. But then, I began to doubt. I wondered if last night had been a dream. Maybe, it had all been a dream. How could I have reacted so sensuously to Todd’s body? Last night my body behaved in a way I had never experienced before with the one man I have made love to for over forty years. How could my body...
I decided to take a shower, and get dressed, and save the sexy energy for later that night. When I was done, I walked into the kitchen to eat breakfast. The first thing I heard when I got into the room was mom growling at me. “You make sure you mind your daddy Sissy or there will be hell to pay when I get home!” In my mind I shouted, ‘Oh aren’t we a bundle of joy this morning.’ I will momma, don’t worry.” I left for school. Even momma’s foul mood could not change my happy mood. I...
When sexy professor Caitlin Bell’s husband leaves her for her secretary, she ends up getting consoled by hunky student Robby Echo in the most raunchiest of ways. French kissing quickly turns to titty sucking and heavy petting, and soon the blonde babe is spreading her legs for pussy licking and sucking his cock. Watch the lusty MILF bombshell slide her dripping wet snatch up and down the stud’s monster dick in cowgirl and get pounded until covered with tons of cum here on...
xmoviesforyouBlow Job for Daddy (MF, inc)by Tattletale (anon address)***Daughter comes home from college for summer vacation and catches her single dad masturbating in his bedroom.***"You had better stop now, honey. I don't think it would be appropriate for me to come in your mouth. Maybe you should finish me off with your hand."My beautiful daughter took her mouth off of my cock and smiled up at me. "Well, Dad, it wouldn't really be a blow job unless you came in my mouth, and it isn't like it would be my...
We moved into the grey concrete slab of flats on the notorious Kersal council estate when I was thirteen years old. Life was difficult enough, but the fact that my Mum's fiancé was black didn't help matters in the racist stakes. Apparently, a white woman with a black guy was frowned upon in the seventies.I loved Jermaine, though. He was fun to be around and always defended me if Mum was being critical. His voice was as smooth as dark chocolate and his eyes reminded me of chocolate drops.If Mum...
TabooI pushed myself up on my bed, still sweaty and naked from what happened. What had happened? I was imagining a situation in my head, I could see the experience so vividly, as if I was really feeling it. I thought I saw for a second...After cleaning myself off and throwing my clothes back on, I headed off to the library. That whole thing had been... well, incredible honestly. I had never felt anything like it, but it had also freaked me out somewhat. Was it just in my own head?The main library...
College SexIn Tanitsar life returned to normal. With Odar returned from the Hanilei campaign, Macro had more time for his wives. Thesia and Alana were more than two-thirds along in their pregnancies, and Anais was only two moons behind them. The state of hope in which the three princesses found themselves was known all over the island and preparations were under way for a huge celebration. The last royal birth, that of Elbar, had been over a half century ago. Under the erratic rule of a mad king, the...
When the front door opened, Kimber flashed him a smile. “You didn’t call.” Jim looked great in worn faded jeans and nothing else, his sandy hair slightly mussed. She particularly liked the downy line of hair running from his navel into the waist of his jeans. “It’s not even eight o’clock!” he pointed out, scratching his hair, and opening the door wider. “I haven’t had coffee.” He turned and walked away, leaving the front door open. She entered, smiling with amusement. “Would you...
Midnight. Crystal walked her apartment alone in an apprehensive mood. Her nerves felt tight. It was not the same thrill as the dangerous game she'd played in San Diego, across the continent, years before. This time she had a sense of dark foreboding. Some of the brightest computer minds in the world were right here in New York. Her company, A-C, might have some security checks she didn't even know about. If they ran an inventory on the entire memory of Domino's 1100, they might get...
‘This works for me.’ She forced a smile as she wriggled her hips back into her jeans before leaning down to tug on her boots. ‘Do you think your friend has anymore of the stuff you slipped in my drink?’ she asked pointedly. ‘I like the way they make me feel.’ She lied, having another purpose for the pills. ‘You knew?’ he asked with a slight stammer, feeling akin to a deer trapped in the head lights of a semi. ‘Yeah…’ she nodded ‘I’m not really blind… Or dumb you know Chasen.’ She said matter...
Jessica's Story - Part 12 Later that evening, Anne went to Helen's room where the computer was based. She was wondering if John had received her email yet. She checked her account and found that he had sent a reply. Hi Anne Thanks for your email. Michael is spending most of his time with his sister now and is enjoying it tremendously. We told James not long after arriving back home from your place, but he has only just got over the shock. I'm pleased to say that he has accepted...
This is a true story. First you need to know a little about me prior to the story taking place. I was married, straight and had a high sex drive. Unfortunately, my wife didn't share my enthusiasm for sex. We very seldom had sex anymore. Naturally, I was frustrated. My company sent to Chicago to attend a 2 week seminar. While there I responded to an ad placed by a black male looking for a white male to suck his cock to completion. I had never sucked a cock but had fantasized about it. I...
I felt so vulnerable. Naked in my loft, sent to a corner. His eyes, I could feel them, were on my ass.He’d kept me there for what felt like hours. I wanted to talk to him, I wanted him to touch me but I was too scared to ask for any of that.It was cold being naked. At least, I was all goose bumps. My skin felt tight. I wondered if my neighbors were watching. I kept feeling like he was right behind me but he wasn’t.From across the room, he lit another match and blew it out. I swear he’d worked...
BDSMThe next day we packed up all our stuff and headed to pick up one of Kellies best friends from her boyfriends house (who gladly didn’t go with) and then headed to the lake. Jaimee the girl we picked up had was about 5’6” 120 pounds and very fit. She had gone to school with me a few years prior and little to my knowledge had a crush on me still. When we arrived we unpacked put up our tents and started to drink and smoke weed and hookah. The night got late and we started to run out of alcohol...
Women's Venom Chapter 2 "Hey, wake up already." A voice says to me, shaking my shoulder. Poking an eye open, the clock next to me shows it's over an hour before I normally wake up for classes. It's barely past five in the morning; the soft light of the guest room gives me a bit of a headache. "Why so early?" I mumble. The soft, quiet voice reminds me why I'm here in the first place. I groan and pull the covers over my head to get back to sleep. They're immediately pulled away as...
Hi! let me introduce myself first. I am Prem Kapoor from Mumbai but now I live in USA…I am a new reader of ISS. After reading this I used to think that does this really happen? But one day it happened to me. I am 23 yrs old with height 6`2 feet. I have 9.3 inch long. One Friday night I was reading one of these stories and I was masturbating too. Suddenly, mine neighbor Arpana who is 19 yrs old (She is Indian too) knocked the door of my house. She is the one whom I mostly think and masturbate....