Jessie s Fantasy Chapter 5 Afterthoughts
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I know that you know what it’s like to have wicked thoughts. The ones that run around in your head, constantly popping into your conscious mind when you know that you can’t act on them, or worse, shouldn’t. You know all about those thoughts that start as a trickle and grow and grow until they hurt so much.I’m talking about thoughts that are wrong, in some ways. Well, perhaps not wrong just downright dirty. But the more you think about them, the more they grow inside. You know you are going to...
WatersportsSecond Thoughts By J Battier Email: [email protected] I'm not really sure when I first had the idea. I'd been a submissive my entirelife with a very strong bondage fetish. In highschool and college this hadtranslated into my visiting pro dominas in the local area. They charged fortheir services, but they were well worth it to get the chance to act out yourfantasies. And that's what this was?a fantasy that was about to become a reality.I had had it in my head that being dominated by a...
Most people use the phrase, ‘the corners of my mind.’ There’s even a song with that phrase in it. It popped into my mind a while back and I thought about it. I don’t have any corners in my mind. There doesn’t seem to be some old box up there, with a lid on it. My thoughts feel as though they are in a whirlwind and random pieces fly out of the eddy at an amazing velocity sometimes. As though they were spewed out as debris is from the funnel of a tornado. A piece of roofing here, a piece of...
Clean ThoughtsBy: Londebaaz Chohan What a pain in the neck. Even after complaining twice, the light around the confessional area was not fixed. Father Mahrzach could not tell, if he really saw someone go in the confessional or it were only his weak eyes and those shadows around his peripheral vision to blame. After at least an hour, Reverend came to the confessional. The divider in the middle was only showing a silhouette on the other side and father could not tell the age or the gender of the...
Mmm babyboy, if you only knew all the dirty thoughts that go thru my mind when I think about you, like the dirty thoughts I have when you're asleep, when you're tired laying down on my bed and I crawl quietly next to you and I pull your zipper down and I can see the tip of your semi hard cock peeping thru the hole in your boxers just waitting to be touched and played with, so I gently pull it out off ur boxers, trying not to wake you up, and I pull a little bottle of kamasutra oil, raspberry...
The day's sun and fun had paid it's toll on us, we had joked and flirted with sexual innuendoes all day, and absolutely planed on fulfilling them when we got home, but there we were - sacked out on the couch, rubbing each other's feet, that intimate act of touching, feeling, soothing, and soon we were both asleep to the droning of the Television, singing it's lullaby of gibberish to us. I woke up, not really with a start, just one of those things, when you know that your neck will have the...
Second Thoughts Pt. 01byxleglover©Chapter 1Jen slipped her hand inside her panties. She slightly parted her legs as her fingers reached her clit."Wow! Honey, you're going to have to let me read that book when you're finished!"Jen flushed and pulled her hand from her panties. "I thought you were asleep?"Michael laughed. "I was but you were shaking the bed." Michael turned onto his elbow and slipped his hand into his wife's lace panties and felt her wet pussy. She arched her hips against his hand...
How in the world do I get myself in these situations? I guess I really can’t say ‘these’ situations because this certainly isn’t something that happened to me before, let alone often. I do have to wonder if it's ever happened to anyone before! I can honestly say I made some choices that … didn’t work out the way I had thought they would. It started out simple enough, I met a girl!Although, since then she has told me to refer to her as a ‘gurl’ because she is trans. Maybe that would be obvious...
CrossdressingAngela's Thoughts by Janet Harris, August 2007 This was going to be "The thoughts of a brain-transplant donor" but then I began to think of myself entirely as the recipient, so chose the shorter title above. I mean, I only vaguely remember being Roger and it seems a long time ago now. I can hardly believe that this new brain I have lived 55 years as Roger, since I look and feel in every way only 20 years old. The only reminder of my strange past is being unable to remember any...
Author’s note: If you’re expecting a stroke story, you’ll be highly disappointed, so I’d suggest you move on to another one. And though there is plenty of hot steamy sex later on in this story, I’ve slowly built up to it for a number of reasons. For one, I wanted this somewhat far-fetched idea to at least sound plausible. It’s a bit on the Dean Koontz, even Stephen King side of things with a dash of true erotica mixed in for flavor. I thought I might attempt this tale, see how well received it...
Annie felt her heart pounding as the warm water cascaded over her naked body. A moment alone in the shower was a welcome respite from the intense lovemaking that just transpired. Yes, it was intense, it was welcomed but it was so wrong. Lust and desire can cloud the mind. Earlier, she was lying by the hotel pool with her family, palm trees blowing in the breeze, feeling insecure in her sleek new white one-piece bathing suit. She bought it special for this trip. She worked out for months...
CheatingI know it’s nasty, but I had this thing for my son’s girlfriend and she didn’t seem to mind, and well… things just sort of happened. Up until Brad started dating Jennifer our life was pretty normal. Sure, I knew that my son was a little more attracted to me than was normal. I’d realized that he had erections when he’d seen me in various states of undress over the past few years. But even though deep down in my darkest thoughts I had fantasized about making...
BLOWN AWAY THOUGHTSChris was both mesmerized and totally immersed as he watched the indescribable display before him. It wasn’t the first time it happened, although each time he found himself in this situation it was equally exciting and he always knew it was not going to be the last time it would happen. The experience was one he didn’t have the ability to put into words and even if he could, he vowed never to tell anyone about it. This was a most special secret between him and his mother. ...
I know it's nasty, but I had this thing for my son's girlfriend and she didn't seem to mind, and well... things just sort of happened. Up until Brad started dating Jennifer our life was pretty normal. Sure, I knew that my son was a little more attracted to me than was normal. I'd realized that he had erections when he'd seen me in various states of undress over the past few years. But even though deep down in my darkest thoughts I had fantasized about making love to my son, I certainly...
I lay awake in the night, wondering. For some reason you have been in my thoughts lately, in ways that I normally only think about guys. All I’ve ever thought about is strong wide shoulders, tightly formed muscles, and long thick smooth dicks, plunging deep into my pussy. Now though, now I’m not so sure. Ever since I met you things have been different. When I close my eyes I don’t see the usual chiseled features I’m used to, I see your face, high cheek bones, small nose and pointed chin. Your...
LesbianHi all, I am long regular reader of Iss but never tried to post my story straight away I want to start my real experience that was happened when I was 20 year old. A little introduction about me then you may imagine my image as well. I’m 5’9 feet fair complexion rose and brown color, pink lips, natural athlete body soft delicate skin like a girls blessed with a 8.5 inch size cock circumcised. The events I going to write here is 100% true nothing described here is more than the truth. it’s was a...
Gay Male"Personal Log, Commander T'Pol, August the 17th, 2155" I still maintain that keeping a recorded log of my personal thoughts is illogical, however, ensign Sato insists that this method will help with my reluctance to process the emotions and sensations that my human crew mates are so fond of confronting me with every day. I must admit that at least in theory her suggestion has merit as this practice does allow me to express my thoughts without the need to disclose them to anyone or anything...
I have evil thoughts. That’s the truth of it. So maybe I shouldn’t do what I do but I never act on it, who knows it might be normal, maybe. I’m a teacher and in real life I find myself in awkward situations. It’s fine I can deal with it but like I said...I have evil thoughts. There was this girl in my class who prided herself on being the weird one. She had a crooked grin and a plump face and usually had her brown hair up in a ponytail. The school has a uniform policy so she usually wore a dark...
BDSMBrutal Thoughts Brutal Thoughts. I tried to imagine a male day dream. He has similar nasty thoughts to mine. Hope you enjoy it. Susan. I had always wanted to fuck a girl who was in pain. Not just ordinary pain, like she was being raped or something, but real gut-churning shrieking agony like her tits were being cut off with a chainsaw while I was pumping in and out of her pussy. The feeling of her muscles clenching, the struggles, the smell of terror and the sound of her screaming. The...
Helen's Thoughts By Sarah Goodwoman Author's notes: This is another prequel to Actions Have Consequences. People have pointed out we do not have insight into what she was thinking. I hope it does help show why Helen did what she did and how it got out of control. I cannot believe that Doug would say that, but Cindy would not lie. He did have her removed from his classroom. Doug is usually so level headed, but I can tell he doesn't like Cindy. He might have done so...
Since Angela (Ange babe) started giving John head at every opportunity,his thoughts were turning more and more to how the women in congregation would look underneath their very prim and proper dress. Most were covered right up to the neck the few that weren't didn't show any cleavage, just a little of their flat chest above their tits (when having those naughty thoughts John called them breasts rather than tits lol).From his elevated position in church John could look over the women and see who...
As we rode, I maneuvered my mount close to Treeya's so she could hear me, "Treeya," I admitted, "You were as brave as any man I have ever hunted with. I honestly do not understand how you managed to stay on top of that jumping and twisting mount of yours yet were still able to get off all clean shots with both your spear and arrows. You are amazing my little flower, amazing." "I didn't know what I was doing," Treeya said modestly. "I saw the cave bear coming for me, then when the...
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Monday Morning ThoughtsThis is a repost with permission from the author. I have had comments from my readers, who say "so you like cock" in that sarcastic online tone.Would it be cruel of me to stop talking about how I love cock so big and hard and smooth and soft. I love when a cock becomes fully erect and the little eye opens and winks once. It is like an eye of a lover who blinks once in the early morning to see in what devilish way i am waking Him this morning. He blinks tiredly, sees, he...
Monday Morning ThoughtsThis is from a blog with permission from thinkerbelle00I have had comments from my readers, who say "so you like cock" in that sarcastic online tone.Would it be cruel of me to stop talking about how I love cock so big and hard and smooth and soft. I love when a cock becomes fully erect and the little eye opens and winks once. It is like an eye of a lover who blinks once in the early morning to see in what devilish way i am waking Him this morning. He blinks tiredly, sees,...
He's gone. He's camping with the guys.Know what I wish I was doing? Camping with the guys. "Why?" you ask? Because I wish everyone of those guys was rubbing his cock over my face, slapping my pussy, fucking my ass. Damn. I'm seriously so horny, I should not even be writing.I was going to try to write another story for Babble (the site I originally posted this story for). But it's not even worth it. I can't think about a well written piece of fiction. All I can do is think about cocks and...
Baseball Player to Baseball Wife Chapter 12 Second Thoughts Before long it was time to start another baseball season. Gina was excited about all the things going on in her life. The Seals were disappointed that she had not left the organization to start her law practice. However, a future in law and the upcoming baseball season would have to wait, thanks to Nolan On the eve of opening day, Nolan and Gina had an early nice dinner in La Jolla. After the meal Nolan suggested that...
I call you professor, but I wish I could call you my lover. I know you want me, but you’re afraid. I have tried to let you know that I want you too. The way I angle my chair in your direction and then subtly unfold my legs, hoping you would catch a glimpse of my naked pussy. Or the way I twirl my tongue around my pen while I stare at you. I imagine my tongue twirling around the tip of your cock. I wish that you could see what you do to me in the late hours of the night when I am all alone with...
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My last thought was, ?well, that isn’t what I expected.? The night had been awful for me up to that point. My master, a kind and exciting man, whose quick to flare angry; had been putting on what are called ?Catfights? for the entertainment of some his friends. They too had slaves in which they would pit one against the other. And because most of the other slaves brought were little more than waifs, my master had thought that he would use one of his own slaves, me, for some of the fights. ...
Harley: To many, she is an innocent Angel and a well-behaved wife. To a few, she is a submissive slut in a sexless marriage.Mark: Harley’s on-line friend, his thoughts are in Italics.Dave: Harley’s fuck buddy.Monday – 11 days to goIt’s finally been arranged. Just over a week’s time, I’ll be seeing my fuck buddy. I’m finally getting back into bed with him. It’s been so long due to all this virus rubbish. I’m instantly excited at the thought, wet panties, and hard nipples. It’s not only about the...
CheatingMy phone rang on the nightstand beside us. Rachel surfaced, sucking in air in long, raspy breaths. “No, no, keep going. Whatever it is can wait,” I encouraged her. She squeaked out something that might’ve been “please” before quickly throating me again. She held herself down, her throat spasming against me, until my phone stopped ringing. Only then did she allow herself to come back up for air. One gasping breath and then I could feel the heat of her mouth descending on me again. My phone...
The two quickly arrived in the auditorium, Violette’s chosen venue. It was an enclosed, spacious place. As soon as he entered, Lucas looked at the key in Violette’s hand and smiled. “Do you use this place a lot?” “Not as much as you think. I usually use another room, since I don’t usually have sex at school time. The room is in class now, so I can’t use it. I only used the auditorium a few times, none of them for sex.” Violette then walked through the auditorium and got on the stage. Going...
Debbie and I had a long talk this morning as we waited for Pam to wake up.I don’t think she believed me when I told her how Pam woke me up .I told her she tried her best to get me to fuck her .I told her that her that I only used a dildo on her. “Well if I was a guy I would have done her”she said sounding again like she was suspicious .“So you just happened to have a dildo in your drawer,I see". What the hell I was she thinking “come on I will show you”I said, taking her by the hand into...
The following morning I’d forgotten about the incident during the night. I’d woken around 7.15am, It probably was Kel leaving the house for work. I went and showered, but feeling horny as always first thing I decided to relieve myself. With the shower gel as a lubricant I was pounding my cock quite quickly. Just as I started erupting I lost my footing and slipped, crashing into the tub with a thud. It must have woken Rhea as she came running in to ensure I was ok. The issue being as I was...
After the lewd conversation had taken place between Liz and her niece, Liz left the house to take a walk in the woods to see if she could walk off her randiness. Before she set off she went up stairs, took off her knickers and bra and threw on a loose cotton dress to cover her nakedness. As she walked down the lane from the house she felt the warm summer breeze waft up underneath her dress causing the soft cotton to billow up to where it became trapped at the top of her midriff where the dress...
I imagine coming home one evening and y’all are chit chatting in the kitchen about whatever. After my shower I decide to come down and join y’all in a conversation of the “whatever” may be going on. We talk for some time feeling all that comfort of just hanging with friends and we bring up the conversation of sex. With her being pregnant it’s not too hard to keep it going, got to love those hormones. We talk and talk and talk some more then I make a small comment about us. I say something along...
Today I was mostly thinking about fruit! It all started out so innocently when the idea of sitting on his face and squirting cum into his mouth came to me as I was in the middle of an important but very boring meeting. Knowing he was in an impossible position to be able to wank over our mutual fantasies made my already bad bad mind work overtime. It was a very good idea he told me. But only on the condition that he could watch me slap my clit at the same time. I told him I was full of good...
Well, I would like to thank the people that responded to me privately regarding my story. I would like to acknowledge the very kind words they gave me in my first real attempt here. Several have indicated passionately that they would much like to ?know how everything got to that point and that is,? and ?where the real story is.? So-to-speak that is, since elements of the story are real and some is fantasy, thus far that is? So, I have decided to share parts of my life which are real and some...
Well, I would like to thank the people that responded to me privately regarding my story. I would like to acknowledge the very kind words they gave me in my first real attempt here. Several have indicated passionately that they would much like to “know how everything got to that point and that is,” and “where the real story is.” So-to-speak that is, since elements of the story are real and some is fantasy, thus far that is? So, I have decided to share parts of my life which are real and some...
This is not about sex, although sex surely played a (wonderfully) big part. It is also not about regrets, since there is too much to cherish, in spite of the aching loss. It is about remembering. Four years later, and I can still picture every beautiful thing that I loved about her. The touch of her beautiful upturned nose on my cheek. The taste of her soft luscious lips on mine, and the tip of her tongue caressing mine. Her eyes – ohhh, her gorgeous cat’s-eyes which often stayed open to let...
Paul Spencer got an email from his mother every day, once she realized that email was very much more practical than postal delivery. But he did not read them every day, since some days he just did not have the time. Dodging bullets and bombs had a higher priority in Afghanistan, and it was a quiet week when he could reply to her more than twice. He read the messages, however, and therefore knew that his parents had become good friends with a couple named Ronald and Ruth...
They lived in different towns and it had been ten years since they were last together, and now thanks to social networks on-line they have found one another once again. Sure they each had their own different lives but that first phone call brought all those once forgotten passionate memories flooding back. Her heart fluttered at the smallest thought of him and those intense nights that they shared. As she lay in bed, her mind overloaded with thoughts of her burning, almost ache to be back in...
I lay awake in the night, wondering. For some reason you have been in my thoughts lately, in ways that I normally only think about guys. All I’ve ever thought about is strong wide shoulders, tightly formed muscles, and long thick smooth dicks, plunging deep into my pussy. Now though, now I’m not so sure. Ever since I met you things have been different. When I close my eyes I don’t see the usual chiseled features I’m used to, I see your face, high cheek bones, small nose and pointed chin. Your...
this perhaps worth read,ing perhaps not... will let you decide... during this little period, my inner, but somewhat controlled horny urges have been mostlu well self-contained... exploring sexually-related ideas further, alone in my brain, was an excellent distraction. during that reflection, some observations become worth examining further... the last one began with a trip down memory lane... I was enjoying parsing though the various sexual adventures I had with various girls... I was trying...
You know what? However we blokes like to pretend otherwise, the vast majority of us are overawed by women. At least a little. When we first meet up, only a handful are going to be uber confidents. Inside, no matter how od you are, there'll be butterflies at the very least. So...(bloody hell. How nervous am I? I can't believe I actually agreed to meet her. Still; I'm here now, so let's see if I can't try and calm down a little. Breathe. Relax. I'm early, so that's good. It'll give me a little...
I can't get her out of my head, and it's interfering with me studying. I heave a sigh, and try to get my head back into studying, but it's no use. There the thoughts go again!"I give up!", I mumble to myself, and I grab my phone to call her.She picks up on the second ring, and I say hello and hurriedly ask if she is busy. Thankfully she isn't, and we make plans for me to come over to her place.I go to my dresser and pull out both the pink ruffle undies and the pink and black corset I just got...
LesbianStray thoughts Note- this is not a story, just some stray thought of wanting to be a girl, and the journey so far/autobio It's a strange life. Being born a male, yet like dressing as a girl. Its like being stuck in some gray area.... Not knowing really who I am what I'm supposed to do. I wish gender didn't matter and it was all fluid and we can wear anything we liked. My early 4-5 year old I remember being asked when playing house to try being the wife. It was my 1st...
My wife and I have been married over fifteen years now. Three kids later and settled down into a somewhat normal life. I work the afternoon shift at the factory and she works day shift over at the insurance office. I usually get home around midnight and she is usually asleep. Sometimes she waits up for me if she can. She told me her hectic schedule makes her tired and sometimes she just needs to relax. If she's awake, I lay with her for awhile and talk. If she's asleep, I usually go on the...
Ring ... Ring ... Ring “Hello? ... Oh! Hi, Sam ... That’s great! ... And probate? ... Okay, thanks. I’ll let Alicia know, and thanks again for everything.” “Alicia, that was Sam. The Judge agreed to an additional advance of two hundred thousand. Sam will be wiring it to our bank account tomorrow. He also told me that probate is moving along with no hiccups. He thinks it will close earlier than he predicted.” “Great! That means we can get married right away. Mom has been pushing for us to...
Shower, food, start the new book I found at the charity shop and maybe call David. It was weird how he had changed me, my life. Just two days ago I had been at his place, spent a whole weekend with him in fact, and I already missed him. Just as I was thinking of him the bus pulled up at a stop. People were getting off, others queuing to get on. As my gaze focussed I realized I was looking directly at the crotch of some guy. Faded jeans, tight fitting an leaving not much to imagination....
I can’t get her out of my head, and it’s interfering with me studying. I heave a sigh, and try to get my head back into studying, but it’s no use. There the thoughts go again! ‘I give up!’, I mumble to myself, and I grab my phone to call her. She picks up on the second ring, and I say hello and hurriedly ask if she is busy. Thankfully she isn’t, and we make plans for me to come over to her place. I go to my dresser and pull out both the pink ruffle undies and the pink and black corset I just...
Last week I crossdressed for a while. Wore tight dark green jeggings, and two different shirts. I was barely able to squeeze these huge fucking J cup tits into a basically skin tight size XS stretchy nylon beige tshirt, and the other was an olive green turtleneck of the same tight fit. Wore both inside and outside. Took a short walk before sunrise. Felt so good. I really need to take photos of these shirts….they’re tighter fitting than any of the shirts I’m wearing in my current photos. I have...
Thoughts... By Joseph A. Falls. I opened my eyes to a Scooby Doo Alarm Clock that was ringing on a pink desk across this foolish room where I am. Gosh!!! I had been on parties but the one last night was the worst of my life... At least I can tell that from the hang over this morning, but ya know I don't remember how the party started, who was in, and what I did. My head is spinning, and I feel like I'm going to puke... So better I stand and look for a bathroom... but suddenly a...
For some reason tonight I was hornier than I have been in months. Maybe it was because I wore my corset to school and noticed some of the firefighter trainees staring at me. Dirty thoughts kept running through my mind; How hot it would be to be pinned up against a wall by strong arms, how it would feel to have big hands running over the corset, I secretly love it when someone asks to touch my corset it sends tingles up and down my spine. I couldn't focus in art class, I kept thinking about the...
I was idly gazing out of the bus window. People were rushing along this busy street. Rush hour, one of the worst times to be on the bus and I was looking forward to get home. Shower, food, start the new book I found at the charity shop and maybe call David. It was weird how he had changed me, my life. Just two days ago I had been at his place, spent a whole weekend with him in fact, and I already missed him. Just as I was thinking of him the bus pulled up at a stop. People were getting off,...
Author’s note: All are thoughts unless in quotes “...”, actions in [... ] H: God, she’s so beautiful like that. Lying there with her eyes closed and her breasts moving in rhythm with her sighs and whimpers. I’d love to catch a stand-up nipple in my mouth and bite it the way she likes but I can’t interfere with her pleasure right now. W: Mmmm, I love this. My husband does too. Look at him stroking his meat as he looks at me. I wish he’d nip on my nipples. I don’t know why he just watches....