The Stalker Epilogues and Author Notes
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FACE THE STRANGE by Crazy Baron Chapter 11: Home for Halloween I had been prepared--or had desperately tried to prepare myself--to face absolutely anything when the interdimensional elevator arrived at my preordained destination. Regardless, what I saw caught me by surprise. On the other side lay my city apartment. I was looking at the living room, albeit from an unusual angle; my sofa was on the right, together with the lone armchair. The dining table and my desk, the...
That morning had started well for Melanie Pearson. She had just checked her on-line bank account and discovered another hefty sum being paid into her account from her Publisher, Paddle Cane Publications. She would use this latest payment to book an all-inclusive holiday somewhere for her partner Diane and herself. She smiled at the thought – it would be their fourth foreign trip of the year. Her mood was lifted further when she found a note on the bedside table from her girlfriend, Diane,...
SpankingTG AUTHOR PROTECTION SERVICE By Mel Huntington The author welcomes feedback at [email protected] After slipping my keys and wallet back into my pockets, I checked my watch as I slipped it back onto my wrist. 7:58 AM. I turned away from the security checkpoint and walked with several others toward a long line that ran against the south-side wall of the building. When I got there, the man in front of me made eye contact, and he spoke. "I swear, the worst thing you can...
Nicole Patton had made it her mission to punish Melanie Pearson again. She made no secret of her pleasure at beating the young author severely in the office of her boss, Suzanne Ann Bryant. Nicole had been patient, believing that the successful young author would miss her deadlines again and this would mean that the nineteen year old secretary would be handed Melanie’s home address and instructed by Ms Bryant to teach the woman the error of her ways. She looked longingly at the cupboard where...
SpankingLIFE OUT OF JOINT by Crazy Baron Chapter 7/7 -- Epilogue and Author's Notes Synopsis: Whatever happened to Mr. Caldwell? ***** EPILOGUE "I've got to be going," I say as I give my mother a quick kiss on the cheek. "Duty calls." "Promise me you'll take care of yourself, dear," she responds. She has a warm smile on her lips but I can clearly sense that beneath her calm exterior she worries about me--as she does every time I go out at night. She is no longer openly anxious, let...
Rules for the Morphic Adaptation Unit, Mark 5 Foreward: Some may consider these rules and notes to be extreme. Some may find them offensive. I have been told that I should write "minimal" rules and let people play, like has happened in other universes. I tried that; even with reasonable guidelines, my universes have been radically altered by adventurous authors. If the story universe is to stay open, it is with some stronger guidelines to help keep things in line with my original...
A Published Author By Katharine Sexkitten I grabbed whatever was in my mail slot, on my way through the lobby of the only apartment building in town that I could actually afford. It was a dump. And the truth of the matter was that some months I couldn't afford it at all, and my parents would send me a cheque for a few hundred dollars. My retired parents. Whatever they could spare. I was hoping like mad that there was an envelope in the pile from them. There wasn't. Instead,...
I have been posting stories on the Lush Stories website since February 2010. I was trying to help relieve the stress of a sexless marriage, and I have found it to be very arousing to write about my sexual fantasies, and to explore the psychological and physiological motivations that we have as humans. Some of my stories are based at least in part on real events, but most are figments of my imagination.My name is Ed, and my interest in porn was awakened in my early-fifties, a few years after my...
BisexualI'm a very good writer. Really I am. I can make anyone wet or hard. All my fans say so. You should see the emails I get. "Love your work!", "Your the best!", "I came FOUR times!!!". Those are real. I didn't make them up. I can write erotica with the best of them, and my fans say so. Actually, that's not true. I'm not very good at writing romance. Nope! Not at all. Suck actually. Should have said BDSM. Yes, that's what I write well. Just like my fans say I do. You know what BDSM...
The Stalker – Epilogue 1 The twin metal shards beneath my heel clatter discordantly down the concrete steps and onto the platform, their normal staccato rhythm off-beat and out of time. Carefully I place one foot the required 6 inches before its partner in a perfectly straight line willing my hips to wiggle and my pert, toned buttocks to undulate seductively beneath my fitted skirt. Gradually, I make my progression amongst the assembled throng, my feverish eyes darting hither and thither,...
The first years of my life my mother started to write children’s stories, simply as a hobby. When I was three she half-jokingly sent a few to a publisher, who, to her own surprise, immediately wanted to publish the stories. Her first book, Goppy the green giraffe, became a massive success and before I went to elementary school it had already been translated into some thirty languages. By then my mother had also made so much money from her books that we had moved from the small apartment where I...
It was dark, rainy and cold here in New York City. I hated it. I had been living in Honolulu for the last 8 years and gotten used to the beautiful weather there. I also objected to the fact that I was sitting in the back seat of a dirty taxi making my way from Kennedy Airport to a hotel in midtown. But what the hell it was only for two weeks and then I could return to paradise. I could put up with almost anything for two weeks. I was ordered by my publisher to attend the awards ceremony and...
For those of you who have not read The Publisher And The Author - Parts 1 and 2, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Carl Herman, I am a writer of erotic novels. For the last two months, I have had a case of writers block and lack of motivation. My publisher, Nikki has taken it upon herself to help rid me of my problem..... * Nikki has come over tonight. Following our tryst in the great room, I find myself naked and tied spread eagle to my bed. The blindfold heightens my other senses as I...
Office SexHi everyone, thanks for your responses for the first part. If you haven’t read please read, ‘Seduction Of ISS Female Author – Part 1 – Sex Game’. To brush up for who have already read it, this is me a young 22-year-old guy who works in an MNC, telling how he got lucky with an ISS author Geetu. After the seducing has been done enough to make sure Geetu wanted a fuck, we fixed a Saturday to meet at her place. I planned each and everything on how to start until the end. So the destined day came. I...
i am a submissive woman… i find pleasure, joy and fulfillment from being submissive to another in a loving relationship i am not weak, or stupid. i am a strong woman, with firm views and a clear concept of what i want out of my life. i do not serve out of shame or weakness, but out of pride and strength. i look to my loving Master for guidance and protection, for never am i more complete than when He is with me. i know that He will protect my body, my mind and my soul with...
As it is often important and often even necessary for one human being to have certainty and a clear understanding of the intentions, desires, motivations, and needs of another, I offer this testimony in trust and sincerity. I am a dominant man. I am just that. I am not dominant because of any superiority on my part. Not because I feel more intelligent or wiser. I am not dominant because of the strength or the mass of my body. I am not, nor would I want to be dominant with all women. ...
Anjali was a 34 year old housewife whose life was as boring as the old black and white movies. She had a small family of three with her hubby and a daughter living in a posh apartment in a city. Her husband used to leave for work early in the morning and come back in the evening all too tired and she did her best to de stress him but that didn’t help and he could never sustain erection for longer than a minute in bed and cited office issues for stress and lack of performance. Her daughter used...
It was dark, rainy and cold here in New York City. I hated it. I had been living in Honolulu for the last 8 years and gotten used to the beautiful weather there. I also objected to the fact that I was sitting in the back seat of a dirty taxi making my way from Kennedy Airport to a hotel in midtown. But what the hell it was only for two weeks and then I could return to paradise. I could put up with almost anything for two weeks. I was ordered by my publisher to attend the awards ceremony and...
Six Months later. A lot of things happened over the last six months. The most important one was Max didn't stop kissing my sister, and she didn't want him to. They moved in together not more than a month later, and will be getting married today. I thought it would take a lot longer to get to that point, but when Max had loved her since high school, and she fancied him as well just that he was not her type back then. Now she had no complaints other than she had missed so much. I...
“I take it that your previous experience proved satisfactory, since you’re back.”The man on the other side of the desk leaned back, placing his hands behind his head. On my previous visit, a month ago, I’d felt him undressing me with his eyes. Now I felt that he was remembering; the way he’d squeezed my breasts and my buttocks, pressed himself against me so that there could be no doubt as to the nature of his demands.I nodded, allowing a dry cough to sit in for active affirmation.“May I ask,...
Wife LoversThe Author Part 5: First Friday at the Circle B The following is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to any person or place, living or dead, real or imagined, is purely accidental and unintentional. Bill turned down a small two-lane road and drove past a slight turn. The road widened and a large guard shack stood ahead near an open gate. A man in sports shirt waited in the middle of the road with a clipboard. Bill slowed and then stopped next to the man as he rolled down the driver’s side...
part 3: Searching the Soul. This is a work of fiction, none of the characters are intended to bear any resemblance to anyone living or dead. Any similarity is purely unintentional. As Jennifer drove home on autopilot, she wrestled with what had happened. Jennifer had found her answer, the secret of the basement, yet she had more questions. What exactly did he have in mind for her? Did he really expect her to become submissive, and allow herself to be tied up and used again? She got home...
The Author Part 6: First Saturday at the Circle B This is a work of fiction, any relation to any person or place, living or dead, real or imagined, is purely unintentional and coincidental. Jen woke to the light of day coming through the window, and an urgent need in her bladder. Trying to rise, she found that the chain was still connected to her collar. ‘Gaak’ she said as she tried to sit up and was brought back down by the chain. She fumbled with it and finally got it free. She hurried to...
Bill woke with Jennifer next to him and stretched as he sat up. It was time to get back to work, he had enjoyed the week away from the difficulties of writing, but it was time to work. He nudged Jennifer who smiled at him as she woke. ‘I kind of miss waking up with Monica. I liked that.’ Jennifer said, as she started moving. ‘Yeah, me too. But in a couple months, she’ll be here with us every morning. In the mean time, we have weekends together.’ Bill said as he headed for the bathroom....
My mother had made two more foreign trips, one for three days and one for five days. She had also been gone a day to appear on a television show and the days she was home, she’d been writing in her study. During the few nights she had spent at home, I had been peeping at her again while she was being solidly fucked by all kinds of her motorcycle friends or while she was going at it alone with her toys. Peeping at her during the day was something that I wanted, but the scare I’d had when I was...
"Ding.""Dong."Opening the door, Nikki is standing there wearing a coat that reaches just above the knee. The buttons are undone down to the waist. I notice that Nikki is not wearing anything other than the coat. Upon entering, she lifts the coat part way up and I see her bare ass. I close the door and turn to face her. Before I could speak, Nikki grabs me by my shirt. Placing her finger on my lips, she says, "Carl, you will not speak or make a sound tonight. If you do there will be...
Office SexFor the last two months, I have been making excuses to my publisher as to why my latest erotic novel is not yet finished.“Ring.” “Ring.” “Hello Mr. Herman.”“Hello Tabitha.”“Nikki would like you to meet with her, in an hour.”“Okay Tabitha, tell her I will be there.”“Is everything okay, Mr. Herman? You sound a little down.”“Everything will be fine Tabitha, see you in an hour.”Disaster! There is no way I can make up an excuse now. I will have to tell Nikki that I have a bad case of writers block...
Office SexHi friends this is pradeep again, thanks for your comments and support for my pervious stories which was fictional but now i am going to tell my real experience with Priya Mittal the hot sexy, hot housewife who stays in pune which is 800 kms far from Bangalore, ok i like to make short and want to submit it to readers and it was my priya’s choice. So for her i am writing by keeping my dick hard. Already i wrote 2 stories with her boy friend and with her husband now with me. I received 3 mails...
Incest(Note: I ran this by Morpheus and got his okay before posting.) Characters in Search of Their Author By Eric Susan was nervous around so many adults. It had been bad enough when she had been a 30+ mother, but as a teenage boy she was even worse. Her son, Kevin was lighting one cigarette after another and crossing and uncrossing what had once been her own beautiful legs. Out side they could hear the roar of a lawn mower. The former Leslie, now in Edwin's former body was cutting...
The Author By Margaret Jeanette Sheila Jennings was balancing her checkbook, checking it out on-line with her credit union statement. It was coming out perfectly. She finished and decided to check to see if she had any E-mails, clicked on the E-mail link, and got her husband's E-mail by mistake. One E-mail caught her attention. It had the heading 'Thanks for the story.' She clicked on it. It read "Dear Tabitha, Thanks for the wonderful story 'My Pretty Girlfriend' on...
Anjali waited outside the railway station with her left hand holding her mobile to her ear. It was nearly eight o clock at night and she wasn’t standing close but at a moderate distance from the station. Today Ananth was arriving. She wrote sex stories on iss and Ananth was her fan and also her ‘online boyfriend’. Anjali: where are you? Ananth: I am outside now looking for you. Anjali quickly walked out of sight and hid behind a parked car. Anjali: what are you wearing? And just raise your...
Author and Subject Belladonna Brett Hynde was by most standards a successful man. He had his first novel published when he was 24. The book received plaudits from the literature community and produced decent sales. It was his second book that made Brett known to a sizable public, however. The success of the book put Brett in a difficult position. He was a shy, retreating man. He wanted no part of the spotlight or the people who sought him out. Brett decided then that he would...
Author & Subject Two Belladonna As Secretary's Day passed, Brett prepared to settle in at his new job. However, he first had to take care of the loose strands of his old life and set up his new life. He typed up a formal letter to his publisher informing them that he had retired from professional writing. He made no mention of his new life or career. He drove to a post office over 100 miles away to drop off the letter to help conceal his whereabouts. It was not long before...
Author & Subject Three Belladonna Brett walked towards the office's door in the short strides that his grey pencil skirt permitted. Thoughts about the prior night consumed him as he pulled the door open. He smiled at Nina as he saw her walking into her office. They exchanged good mornings before Brett started to set up at his desk for his workday. He tried to understand what had happened the night before, but he remained as conflicted as he found himself at the...
Part 1 of a series of questions and answers with Alexandra Moore, author of The Dogging Diaries I'd like to thank Matt who has been such a great friend and pen pal throughout this entire process for putting together these questions. Awesome job. Away we go ... 1. It was almost a year from when you first dressed as Kristy until you even touched another man's penis. How did you drift? What were some of the things done that help you to drift? What would you say to help someone...
Part 2 of a series of questions and answers with Alexandra Moore, author of The Dogging Diaries. These questions cover parts 3 and 4 of the diaries. Again, thanks to Matt for putting the questions together. Away we go ... 1. You obviously had some deep struggles. How close did you come in 2007 to giving the dream of being a girl? How were you able to get past the stress and doubt? Do you have any recommendations for those who might be in that situation now? The answer lies...
Third in a series of reader questions with Alexandra Moore, author of The Dogging Diaries: Q. You seem to have quite a fashion sense when you were dressing to play. You were pretty detailed with what you wore for the events mentioned. Surely there must have been more about your thoughts on sexy fashion. Your fashion ideas may be valuable to other t-girls. Can you share your recommendations on what worked (clothes, makeup, shoes) for you? A. Great question. How much time do you...
“I imagine I’m not what you expected.”You can say that again.I had the uncomfortable feeling that whatever I said, the woman would see right through me in a flash. “I wasn’t sure what to expect.”But I’d had my suspicions. Rather unflattering suspicions at that. Revealing them would no doubt make me seem shallow or worse, as if I’d come prepared to throw stones in the glasshouse that was my own physical frame, which I had taken little care of in the years since my wife…No, let’s not go there....
HardcoreHello beautiful people. Thank you so much for showering so much love on It was overwhelming. If you haven’t read it, click on my profile and read it. Let me quickly re-introduce myself to people reading my story for the first time. I am Aryan, 26 years old, from Delhi. I hail from a well-to-do family and am a qualified professional. I am 5’8” tall with a 6” long tool and 2.5” in thickness with fair color, athletic body, and looks that you can’t ignore! I am very thankful to ISS for giving...
Hello beautiful people. Thank you so much for showering so much love on . It was overwhelming. If you haven’t read it, click on my profile and read it. Let me quickly re-introduce myself to people reading my story for the first time. I am an Aryan, 26 years old, from Delhi. I hail from a well-to-do family and am a qualified professional. I am 5’8” tall with a 6” long tool and 2.5” in thickness with fair color, athletic body, and looks that you can’t ignore! I am very thankful to ISS for giving...
Hello beautiful people. I hope you are in a good state of health and got both your vaccine shots done. Thank you so much for showering so much love in the previous two parts. It was overwhelming. Let me quickly reintroduce myself to people reading my story for the first time. I am Aryan, 26 years old, from Delhi. I hail from a well-to-do family and am a qualified professional. I am 5’8” tall with a 6” long tool and 2.5” in thickness with fair color, athletic body and looks that you can’t...
As Jennifer drove home on autopilot, she wrestled with what had happened. Jennifer had found her answer, the secret of the basement, yet she had more questions. What exactly did he have in mind for her? Did he really expect her to become submissive, and allow herself to be tied up and used again? She got home just before three, and walked upstairs with his books stuffed into her oversized purse. Jennifer had become frugal in her expenses, in an effort to save money. So far in her adult life,...
Bill woke with Jennifer next to him and stretched as he sat up. It was time to get back to work, he had enjoyed the week away from the difficulties of writing, but it was time to work. He nudged Jennifer who smiled at him as she woke. "I kind of miss waking up with Monica. I liked that." Jennifer said, as she started moving. "Yeah, me too. But in a couple months, she'll be here with us every morning. In the mean time, we have weekends together." Bill said as he headed for the bathroom....
When I was in college, specifically a junior, I was sick and missed class for the whole week. The day after I got better I had an English test. I needed to get the notes I'd missed, but the problem was no one in my class really took good notes. Except for one kid, Trent. He stood at about 5 foot 11 inches, with dark black hair, green eyes, and completely jacked. He also had huge arms and six pack that you could always see through his shirt. I never really spoke to him before he was a quiet guy...
Gay MaleThe Notes When I was thirteen going on fourteen my parents separated. They said that it was just because they fell out of love with one another but that they both loved me. I knew that it was because Dad had gotten his girlfriend pregnant. Anyway soon after that I started masturbating constantly. It didn’t have anything to do with my parents splitting up it was strictly sexual. I used to get Mom’s used panties from the dirty clothes hamper in the bathroom. After her shower at...
‘Don’t touch me!’ Charlotte Miller cringed in the corner of her room, her hands balled into fists, ready to attack the first person that approached. We all stood looking at her, wondering what had set her off. Even the nurses didn’t know. Nurse Stenton just glared at her, pissed off beyond words and trying to find a way to remain professional. And there wasn’t one. ‘Mrs. Miller, it’s time for your bath!’ ‘I don’t care. You’re not touching me.’ I stepped forward, drawing a stern look from...
When I was in college, specifically a junior, I was sick and missed class for the whole week. The day after I got better I had an English test. I needed to get the notes I’d missed, but the problem was no one in my class really took good notes. Except for one kid, Trent. He stood at about 5 foot 11 inches, with dark black hair, green eyes, and completely jacked. He also had huge arms and six pack that you could always see through his shirt. I never really spoke to him before he was a quiet guy...
I must confess; Sunday passed very slowly for me as I constantly wondered if George and Esther were biding by my rules, I knew the fascination of their new piercings would constantly nag into their thoughts, but such is my nature I knew I had to trust them until proved otherwise. Monday was easier for me as I was busy till fairly late into the evening when at 10 30 pm I phoned George and Esther. I wanted to know how the last two days had been for them and also wanted to tweak up the ante a...
Dear ISS Authors, We are happy to announce an exciting Story-writing contest on Indian Sex Stories. We are looking for the best sex story written based on the popular Hindi sitcom, ‘Tarak Mehta Ka Oolta Chashma.’ You can find some samples of such stories The winner will be rewarded with a one-month premium subscription of Savita bhabhi comics worth $24.95! Please go through these details of the contest:- *The story must be written in Desi Hindi (Hinglish) only. *The story should have about...
Shari is a fourteen year old girl and recently been introduced to sex by her father, no they were not sexually involved. Just that her father gave het the 'talk'. The whole time her father spoke she felt rather uncomfortable but yet at the same time felt a tingy sensation near her private area. The mention of words like, 'penis', 'vagina', 'semen', sparked her interest into sex even further. On that evening she started masturbating. It has been a few months that her and her father...
Sitting at his computer, Marcus took himself in hand, stroking slowly, being careful not to get too close to cumming. He had a bet with that doll, Alice, about who could get the other to cum first, and he was damned if he was going to lose.They took turns reading Lush stories over the phone while they both masturbated, non-stop. The one who came first had to forfeit to the other. And Alice had a vicious sense of humor when it came to forfeits…He finished reading a story by an author in Brooklyn...
HumorHi ISS readers and fans of ISS! I would like to thank my ISS Readers for appreciating . Also, I thank all those women, teen girls, and bhabhis and my other story followers for their valuable comments and encouragement for keeping me going to post my sexual experiences. To those who don’t know me, my name is Hemant, from Bangalore. I am one of the authors of ISS Story Page. The sex experience I am going to share happened around November i.e. last month. Many women email me to express their...
My high-school was fantastic. It was a boarding school with allowed physical punishment. The punishment was mostly more humiliation and public shame with which they tried to make us behave properly and learn. I never had problems with learning and grades but I did stuff on purpose to get punished.The boarding school was relatively close to our home and I was at home on weekends. They had loose rules on uniforms which can be broken down to "girls wear skirts and shirts but still decent". This is...
It was a little after seven when my iPhone buzzed, letting me know I had a text message. I had it set on silent ring, since I was studying in the university library, which had been my practice for the past several weeks. Courses were getting much more difficult since I'd gotten into my major. The first two years were a breeze, but now I really had to study.The text message was from my sister, Cassie. She's in her first year at the same university where I'm a third year student. We're only one...
Cassie and Wendy Find a Maid Author's Note: I decided Cassie and Wendy (from Meteor Strike) needed more than their brief appearance in that story. Seemed like I could make several people happy with this! I hope you enjoy it. Cassie woke up Saturday morning feeling a bit depressed. She had spent the previous night trawling the bars looking for someone to bring home for some sexual calisthenics but nobody that she found interesting enough was available, and the ones that were available...
I had just discovered that my k** sister schemed to get me to have sex with her because she wanted to have my baby. She had been charting her ovulation for the past several months, and knew that she was fertile this particular weekend, so she got me back to her apartment for sex. After discovering her plan, I confronted Cassie in the kitchen, where she was preparing dinner. Cassie, still nude, slowly walked over to me and placed her hands on my shoulders. "You remember a few minutes ago when...
Nearly two weeks after Zack and Ellen moved into their new apartment there came a knock at the door. It was a bit of a surprise, since their place was at the end of a two-story building and offered a nearly private entrance for them and the one other apartment on the end.“El, can you get that?” Zack called from the second bedroom. He was attempting to assemble a TV stand and desk in what was going to be an office for him.“Okay!” Ellen dried her hands and went to the door. She glanced toward the...
CheatingMy Internet buddy Greinskyn again allowed me to take a story he started and run with it a bit. My thanks to him for his permission and indulgence. My thanks also to Max for his suggestions and help. Dan in rainy Los Angeles [email protected] CASSIDY The ringing doorbell finally ended Rosa's torment. A day spent waiting for her friend Cassidy to come over. She was unable to enjoy her favorite T.V. show or even taste supper... nothing to do but wait. The reason for the...