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‘If you stare at that screen any longer, you’re gonna get square eyes’ Lucas’ dreamy voice caught Christina off guard. She abruptly glanced up from her blank laptop screen, greeted with the sight of a freshly showered and shirtless boyfriend. She blinked hard, allowing her eyes to adjust back to the non-pixelated world. She leaned back against the headboard of her bed and scrunched her straightened legs into a basket, carefully balancing her pride and joy on her knees. ‘I think I have...
It was one of the hottest days of the year and I was sitting in my air conditioned apartment staring at the computer screen trying to think of something erotic to write. But I was having the worst case of writer’s block of my career. I would start a story and then couldn’t finish because I just wasn’t inspired by the plot, the characters or the worst thing of all for an erotic writer- the sex. It was becoming frustrating but the only saving grace was that I had nothing to do outside and with a...
“Oh, shit!” he groaned. “Oh, SHIT! Ohhhhuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” She felt him cumming, shooting streams of thick, hot fluids deep inside her. Her stomach constricted and she felt the bile rising in her throat. She had to fight down the urge to vomit as she felt the warmth spreading through her. Still he pounded into her, over and over until he had drained the last drop of his cum into her. Then, with a groan and a shiver, he collapsed on top of her. Heather felt him gradually softening inside...
The Shower Block. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You both decide to take a walk to the shower block just after the sun set, of a hot day,.you both have caught the sun, and with it your libidos have also been well topped up, with the stirrings in both of you that come with the outdoor style, of chilling and enjoying quality time...
The Shower Block. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You both decide to take a walk to the shower block just after the sun set, of a hot day,. you both have caught the sun, and with it your libidos have also been well topped up, with the stirrings in both of you that come with the outdoor style, of chilling and enjoying quality time together. Your wife has only her skimpy bikini on, and you...
I came round, groggy and confused. It was pitch dark and cold.The first sensation was the pain in my arms and wrists, which were pointing diagonally upwards, attached to something I could not see. I tried to move to ease the stiffness, but my ankles were similarly spread wide and attached to the floor. Panic followed quickly. I thrashed for a while, breathing quickly as I tugged against the stiff restraints, but it was no use."Hey!" I shouted.The words echoed and as my eyes became used to the...
Prologue:A few months ago I bought an apartment in a ten story block. My apartment, 1009, was the uppermost corner unit on the right side of the building. Across from my block, there was a second, mirror image apartment block facing the one I lived in. Between the two structures, we had a beautiful garden and large lap pool, which both buildings overlooked and utilized. Of particular interest to me was apartment 1000, in the opposite block. It was the uppermost corner unit on the left side of...
Gay MaleI'm bi-sexual. I can't remember exactly when it started? Maybe it was 3 or 4 years ago, I don't know but it was around that time that I got the first inclings of my bi-sexuality. I was 32 year old male with an average build, short cropped blonde hair and blue eyes. I was your typical Australian hetro-sexual guy. Beers down the pub with my mates on a friday night watching footy & and eyeing off the sexy women. It was one of those nights that things began to change. I was walking home from the...
GayThe normal set of disclaimers applies. Those who archive stories on free sites may do so, provided no changes are made in the text. Writer's Block By Bill Hart As Lance Thorndyke entered his publisher's office, he was worried how they'd react to him telling them he wouldn't have his newest book ready by its agreed upon next week's due date. He'd run into writers' blocks before now, but this block was totally different than any of the others he'd ever suffered through. No matter...
SRU: Writer's Block By Roy Del Frink Henry Higgins was a well-known writer. Well, I should say he was as well-known a writer as writers of pornography go. His tales occupied the pages of every adult magazine in the business - sometimes two or three in different magazines the same month. Henry's writing always came from experience. In the name of "research", he'd go out and have sex with six different women every day. And never the same woman twice, as he never wanted to deal with...
Olivia was a writer. It’s not just what she did, it was what, in her mind, defined her. Short stories, poems, and novellas spanning all manner of genres. She'd taken great delight sharing them with her small circle of friends, sometimes even shyly reading them out loud, quietly pleased at the praise they’d heaped on her, each time pushing herself to improve. Jack had been especially supportive, always sending her motivational emails or glowing reviews, finding bright moments in even the failed...
MasturbationNew Girl on the Block Janet L. Stickney [email protected] In the past I had very privately dabbled in dressing in my mothers clothes, then gone out as a girl on several special occasions, like Halloween, so it's not like I have no idea what's required, but what they told me I was going to do was unbelievable! My name is Greg, I'm 15 now, your average kid, I guess. I'm 5'7" tall and weigh about 140, with brown hair and green eyes. I'm an average student, although I'm not...
July 1980, Milford, Ohio When we arrived at Jennifer’s house, her mom was home. She greeted me, but Jennifer dragged me to the basement before a conversation could start. We sat on the couch. “So you want to know who I am?” she asked. “Yes, I do. Everything. Get it all out on the table, whatever it is.” She sat quietly for several minutes, just looking at me, as if she was evaluating me. She was clearly trying to decide what to say and how to say it. I wasn’t going to rush her because I...
AUTHOR'S NOTES This is a re-write of one of my first efforts. Back then I thought it marvelous to knit improbabilities into spectrums of predilection. But of course it hardly worked, except maybe for readers with checklists. In my re-write, the stretch is a tad more bounded and takes just half the words. And my oh my! That earlier version reads as if I combed through 300 supposedly-erotic stories for sticky-wet adjectives to string together. I apologize to any of you who tried to read it....
Hey, I am Aditya (name changed). I am 18 yrs old. I know my age is less but I don’t know how but god gifted me a gem. I got an 8.5-inch tool that is wide enough to satisfy anyone who can resist my dick. I live in Delhi so anyone in Delhi Noida or Ghaziabad can mail me for satisfaction.I guarantee full privacy. You can mail me on So coming to the sex story. I was a person who was full of lust.I masturbated a lot of times a day watching porn.One day a new aunt shifted to my society. I lived in a...
Note from the author: This is my first time trying to write any sort of fiction so I would love any constructive feedback. This should be considered part 1 and I hope to write more. I hope you enjoy! ---------------------------------------------- "James?" Davis said. "You haven't said anything for nearly two minutes." "Oh sorry...you just gave me a lot to think about," I replied, still trying to get my head around what he had just suggested. Davis was my friend and perhaps more...
The Auction Block The Auction Block Chapter One?? June 17th? 4:15 PM The longer the van ride lasted, the more uncomfortable Nikki and her younger sister Kate became.? They had been in the black van, with dark tinted windows, for over three hours now, and the vehicle continued to wind deeper and deeper into the densely forested countryside.? Their stepmother had assured them they were going to a wonderfully isolated, yet thoroughly modern retreat in the Northern California woods.? A...
Keiyra's alert eyes scan the streets for any signs of Hunters. As the most successful and renowned CockBlocker, Keiyra never drops her guard. She would never be collared with the dread conCollars the Hunters used, and to her dying day she would kill those who seek to collar her or other women. For being collared was practically a death sentence. The collar could read your thoughts and intentions and can "train" women by shocking them for what their programmers deem as bad thoughts. It could...
BDSMMy sister Dee is 42 this year but we have been together since she was 17. I will only mention in this post about our recent get together which is all too rare. I headed down to the States for her famous summer barbecue and her in-laws were there which both she and I have come to regard as great cockblockers.They want to be taken care of hand and foot and my sister being the great matriarch she is, makes up a fabulous spread and serves upwards of 30 or 10 people at one of these things. I try to...
IncestMarch 16, 1992 Chicago, Illinois We arrived home from O’Hare just after Elyse brought Abbie and Matthew home from Midway Airport, and just in time for dinner, which Nancy had helpfully prepared. “There’s my other granddaughter!” Nancy said when she saw Birgit. “Hi, Grandma!” Birgit said going over to give her a hug before climbing into her booster seat. “How were the trips?” “Vermont was nice and peaceful,” Kara said. “Except for a certain husband who just HAD to watch NASCAR!” Jessica...
1. A successful journalist is sitting inside his room, staring at a fireplace. A cacophony of sounds keeps reminding him of the storm outside. ‘Soothing,’ the man mutters to himself while stretching his arms. ‘I really hope this rain is going to provide me with a stream of creative ideas.’ ‘You’ll have more than you bargained for,’ a voice can be heard. ‘Who’s there?’ the journalist sits in a chair, scanning the room. ‘I’m a panacea,’ the voice says. ‘That’s an intriguing accent,’ the...
The dreaded inability to write had a stranglehold on me. I sat in my study and looked at the blank screen on my PC. It had been two months since I last was able to compose a story. Since then my imagination had been bone dry and my spurts of inspiration as arid as my spurts of cum.Luckily for me, my publisher was my significant other. Just as I was pouring myself a glass of Jack Daniels, the entryway opened, and Joy entered. She looked stunning in her little yellow sundress with a blossom...
BDSMIt's 9 in the afternoon and you are sitting at your desk, blankly staring at the monitor in front of you. It's been almost 12 hours since you woke up, and ever since you had breakfast, you've been trying to get something creative going. As a writer, nothing is worse than having writer's block. Despite your publisher assuring that you can, you feel that you really cannot write bestsellers on command. Your first published book, "Satanic Sheets of Satin", was a bestseller and is even now, a year...
I took a big breath and an even bigger sip of champagne to calm my nerves. I was about to begin my ritual of transformation, but tonight was special. Tonight was Halloween, and for the first time, if everything went according to plan, someone other than myself and a few anonymous internet strangers would see me as a girl. With shaking hands, I donned a wig cap and put on my favorite long brown wig, combed to lustrous perfection specifically for tonight. Adjusting the floral scented...
March 1985, Chicago, Illinois The rest of Sunday, the last day of March, was calm and relaxing. I had wanted to watch the NASCAR race at Bristol on ESPN, but it had rained all afternoon in Tennessee and the race was postponed a week. It wasn’t usual for NASCAR to race on Easter weekend, but they would this year, though on Saturday instead of Sunday. Bill Elliott had won his second race of the year in Atlanta two weeks previously, and was looking strong. Most of my housemates left for home...
I was busy packing for my little trip up to my parents’ holiday cabin, which was a few hours’ drive away from our house. My step-brother, Tyler, would also be coming with me. Our parents wanted us out of the house while they dealt with some legal issues surrounding a client my mother was currently fighting a case for; as they thought it would be easier for everyone. So, as a result, Tyler and I were going to spend a week or so in the woods, alone and yet completely free to do whatever we...
TabooBollywood had found its latest Angry young Man, Aryan Khan. He debuted in SOTY 5 which proved to be a commercial success and gave another 4 consecutive hits within his first 2 years. But his most acclaimed role came in a somewhat controversial Erotic thriller named "Bondage" it was like an Indian version of The Fifty Shades of Grey. Here Aryan played a Psychotic lover who kidnaps his unwilling crush and subjects her to various bondages and sexumiliation which was his version of Harsh...
Harry was chanting something, but Lisa couldn't make out the words that he was saying. "Make out" the words, Lisa thought to herself. That's funny. "Make out" was something that Harry had probably wanted to do with Lisa for five years. She knew that Harry would never get into her pants, but she enjoyed taking him for the ride! Harry was in his thirties and wasn't bad looking. He had some money that he got from an insurance company when his parents perished in an airline crash and he...
Yes, I was staring, I made no effort to hide it, either. This was exactly the reason I chose this apartment complex instead of one filled with people my age. There were a number of young college students in residence, many of them female, and most quite lovely to my eyes. Then there were the guys. No, I wasn't checking out the men, but on weekends many of them were likely to have girlfriends over, and the girlfriends only added to my viewing pleasure. So, I spent a lot of time by the pool,...
Dear Readers, it time to choose your favorite Writer of the Year 2020! Please vote for the writer who entertained you with their amazing and erotic Indian sex stories. *You can vote for multiple writers! Choose your ISS writer of the year 2020! Akashkumar1729 Daksh773384 Hronyman69 ItsAafi94 Rajraka09 SafarazKhan Sutapar1 Zhia69 Other Please Specify: ISS gives you new sex stories every day to keep you hot and horny. The writers of these stories always manage to give you...
I do not usually write in the first and second persons, but in this case, it fits. And while there is no eroticism, there are some allusions to it. If this is not your style, you may wish to move onto the next story. Although the other character in this complete fiction is obviously a lover, the intimate friend is in fact a composite of many wonderful individuals who were, and still are, there for me throughout the years, platonic and otherwise. They have helped me through some very difficult...
So after a day or so minding my own business, tying to be invisible, I was approached by a guy, average sized fella, black, 6 foot, sort of overweight. He told me that he'd been watching me and he noticed I was on the phone whenever possible. They had a phone schedule, each guy could use one of the two or three phones for set amounts of time. I was really missing my girlfriend and was on the phone with her whenever I could. We talked a bit and he seemed pretty nice. He seemed to be genuinely...
He was sitting quietly, tapping his fingers on the key without typing. "What are you doing?" she asked, startling him. He blushed, and then grinned. "I was trying to come up with an idea for a story for you, but I couldn't decide on a situation to get us naked." "Why not?" she teased. "Most of my stories start with something that really happens and inspires me. Nothing inspiring happened today." "How about this?" she said as she hugged him from behind and started nibbling on his neck. ...
Quickie SexJoel and Allison live 4 houses away. Allison is a year behind me in school and Joel 3 years behind.I have been on a swim team most of my life and Joel started swimming for the same team a couple of years after me. He started hanging around me, almost worshipping me. At first I found it ego building but it got almost weird. My last year in school he invited me over after we had won a swim meet.“My parents are gone,” he said. “We can do anything we want”I reluctantly went to his house. Allison...
Ursula slammed her fist against the table in frustration. She tore the piece of paper she had been working on out of her notebook and noisily formed it into an origami boulder and tossed it on top of the pile overflowing her office waste basket. Her husband Walter picked his head up from his book and quietly sighed. She was taking an adult creative writing course at the local community college and was stuck, at the moment, trying to write a short story assignment. She was always so unpleasant...
SpankingI was 17 years old and horny as hell. My only sex experience was with the two girls at school that everyone had done. Very awkward. There was a freshman on the swim team that worshiped me and he lived down the street.One Saturday evening we were celebrating after a swim meet. His parents were gone and we were drinking their stuff. We decided to take a shower and head to bed. I was waiting forever for him to finish his shower. I stripped down to my briefs and waited in the bathroom. He stepped...
It was supposed to be for charity. A good cause they told me. I dressed in a short black dress with black stockings. The stockings had a dark seem that ran the down the back of my leg and tall heels. I had to make a good impression...I wanted to raise a lot of money for the charity.I was intimidated though, the moment I arrived. All of the other girls looked so amazing. Ashley in a blue dress that came to mid-thigh; Megan in a green skirt and a blouse that was more see-through than not;...
I stood in a world of darkness, hands bound behind my back as I listened with growing trepidation to the loud hum of conversation that had to be a hall full of people. The velvet bag over my head puffed out from my face with every warm breath I took. It was hot in that bag, my face felt flushed and uncomfortable. I didn't dare to move, fearing there would be consequences or that without the benefit of sight I would fall and hurt myself. Around my neck was a rope, the loose end of which hung...
April 18, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Hey, Squirt,” I said when I walked into her office late on Tuesday morning. “I take it Kimmy talked to you?” “Yes. Shut the door, please.” I nodded and shut the door to the office, then sat down across from her. “Ed is really uncomfortable with you and me traveling alone together.” “Seriously?” I sighed. “After fifteen years?” “I know, but you have to see his perspective.” “Oh, I do. Jess will quiz me, but she’ll be OK with it. You know she’s mellowed...
On Fuck Street no one can be satisfied with the same person. They have all fucked each other and managed to keep their relationships. Well the lucky ones. New bad boy Andrew Robinson had just reunited with his father and was already hungry for pussy. Andrew had lived a dangerous life being on the run in all sorts of countries and was only 18. And of course like any bad boy he had fucked a girl every week. Now although they had not met, Andrew had already boned one of these slutty girls. Donna...
SwingerDear Readers, Thank you for over-warming response (ISS Writer of the Year 2019) Voting period: 12-26 January 2020. Result 1 30% (8128) Winner 2 15% (3976) Runner up 3 14% (3866) 4 13% (3615) 5 9% (2363) 6 9% (2324) 7 9% (2303) 8 Other 1% (398) Total votes received: 26,973 from 25,747 voters. Voting host stats: ISS: Congratulations Riyaasharma! 30% of our readers have voted for you as the ‘ISS Writer of the Year 2019’. Your stories have been most liked and read by all readers. Your...
Prologue. ‘Damn writer’s block! Damn it to hell!’ I sat before my lap top in the large dining room waiting for inspiration. There was nothing. A hundred times, or so it seemed, I had begun to tap in words, and then deleted them. ‘Rubbish, all bloody rubbish,’ I silently wailed. ‘I’ll never be able to write another story, ever.’ Chapter 1.The Mountain Hideaway. It had started weeks before, this confounded inability to string two words together in an intelligible manner, sod it. I had...
This past Good Friday I went to see a lady friend of mine who I've not seen for awhile,cause she asked me to come over. She told me that we would be alone all day and there wouldn't be no one to bother us while we were having sex. So I told her to get ready for me to come over and I like to see her in a dress without her panties.Along the way I stopped at the neighborhood store and got our favorite drink,and picked up some Chinese food for us to eat,and the night was all ours.When I got there...
My Father, sister and I have always been alone. Not alone from other people, but alone as a family. My sister MJ, short for Mary-Jane, and I are twins, but not any where near identical. I can't remember anything before I was 4 years old. My father told us about our mother and how she died when giving birth to my sister and I. Dad told us too, our grandparents are from different backgrounds and that's why they didn't recognise us as kin. So my dad has done the best as father and mother,...
There it was again, straight ahead. The mist parted, and the disk of the sun shone wanly through a thin layer of cloud. But that should not be! He was to travel a day’s journey to the north. But here he was, again, veering straight west, as if something, or someone was physically resisting his progress northward. He forced himself to turn to his right, to seek a pathway through the gorse that opposed him, but he could not find a place. The only way that opened itself to him lay to his left,...
I was busy packing for my little trip up to my parents’ holiday cabin, which was a few hours’ drive away from our house. My step-brother, Tyler, would also be coming with me. Our parents wanted us out of the house while they dealt with some legal issues surrounding a client my mother was currently fighting a case for, as they thought it would be easier for everyone. So, as a result, Tyler and I were going to spend a week or so in the woods, alone and yet completely free to do whatever we...
so as i sit here stroking my cock watching this whore deep throat a cock and love gagging on it, tears in her eyes..... makes me think about a time back in highschool....slutty little neighbor girl that i had recently met in highschool... she had been a cheer leader all thru highschool tight body not the prettiest but good enough for a lil fwb that we kept from every one mainly because i was nt gunna tell ppl i was messing with her but any ways.... i loved using this girl ...she came...
My sexy wife had met this guy Buck in the net, while she enjoyed looking for some fun in a date site. At first, she only chatted with him during my long absences from home; but finally, my sweet Ana told me that she wanted to meet the guy in person…She said her new friend was a handsome black in his early thirties.One day, we made arrangements to meet him at a highway motel.Once we met there, Buck asked me if I was sure of letting him fuck my sensual wife. I just answered it was fine for...
So my girlfriend decided that for NYE she would treat me to a one day pass at Imperial Spa in the city. We both went, but the spa is separated by male and female halves. We got our towels and keys and went to our separate ways, agreeing to meet back up in a couple hours.Walking into the men's side of the spa was very nice. The interior was mostly all polished marble and provided a very nice experience. I slid my electronic key into my locker and changed out of my clothes, and proceeded towards...
I made it a habit. Now though, instead of waiting for girls to drink themselves to black out, I prefer to give them a little concoction of roofies I mixed myself. The drug would not only render the taker unconscious, but it reduced reflexes and causes amnesia. I took me years to perfect it, but now with a gram of powder I could have hours of uninterrupted fun without any fear the victim would wake up or remember what happened. Nightclubs are the perfect places to be. They were louder and more...
The air was cool but not cold when Mark and Natalie Jenkins joined the other staff members and the hundred teenaged campers down by the lake for the campfire. Mark's group of twelve boys had already come down with one of the other supervisors, because their own counselor seemed to be taking too long about getting here. They had already marked off their area a few feet away from where the fire would be lit, and Bobby Farris enthusiastically ran up and dragged the nature guide and his wife...
Slave to a Vampiress Part XVI - Tulip reminisces about her third date with her beloved Mistress. Tulip's feminization and servitude training continues. Tulip learns that concierge medicine equals female hormones equals breasts; a fairly simple mathematical formula. "My feelings exactly." We kissed for a few more moments in the lobby, and then traveled back up to the penthouse. "Home sweet home," said mistress. I put away our coats. Mistress started undressing me. Soon I am...
It was the early eighties, a rare, long and hot English summer as we made our way from the stuffy airless mining village into the cool clean air of the countryside in our tiny Fiat 500.I was wedged into the back seat of the small white box with the bags, booze and presents ready for my Mum's 40th birthday. She and her twin, Aunt Tina, were celebrating at their new place deep in the Dales. Her husband, Uncle Dave, had done well under the new government and had been a part of a, then new fangled,...
** I did not write this story and have no claim to it's ownership. I just enjoy the story. I found it posted by tvdebi to give the proper credit **A used sissy“This one right here” Bob said. “This little sissy is perfect!” Bob and his two friends had spent the last few weeks scouring Craigslist personal ads for a small transvestite that they could take advantage of. “I’ll email the cunt with a pic of my nine inch cock – see if she bites!” Bob said. Sure enough a day later, the TV named Debi...
Jay Romero has decided to hire a babysitter for his stepsister, Khloe Kapri, who is going to be in charge of the house for a few weeks. Jay thinks Khloe will need help being responsible. He interviews Haley Reed, who makes it clear she will do anything at all to get the job. When Jay shows interest in her boobs, Haley happily pops them out and even offers to let him touch them. That’s when Khloe barges in and starts an argument. Eventually, Khloe takes control of the thing she can impact...
xmoviesforyouThis is a story about the first time I had the first sexual encounter with my wife.Of course at the time we were only boyfriend and girlfriend at the time.At the time we had been seeing each other off and on since before the new year started. We had dated in the past but had to break it off since I was older and her dad didn't approve. Anyway, she was in town one day and got in touch with me to catch up and things kinda developed from there. I took her out a few times, I spent the night with...
My wife Cali works at small town store where a lot of local residents frequent. A young k** named Ryan comes in a lot and engages in small talk with Cali almost everyday. Ryan came in one Friday and was telling Cali he just turned 18 and was looking for odd jobs so he could buy a car. She told him there was nothing at the store but, if he was interested in doing some yard work he could come over to the house and earn some extra cash. I agreed to the idea, and Friday Cali could pick him up and...
Hi friends.. It’s manmadhan back to share the rest of my experience… Coming back to the experience…..(it’s not a story) She got hurt in both the knees. She is hissing all the way that she was in immense pain. There comes my brother thing and i wanted to help her. All of a sudden i lifted her petticoat upto her thighs(only to examine the hurted area as a brother). But suddenly she started shouted at me for doing that, and told me to get out. I don’t know what to do. I told her that I only...
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