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Thanks P. for help with editing the story. SECONDHAND Another uneventful gray day of my life was coming to an end, and I had just closed the door and turned off the light at the back of the shop when there was a frantic knocking. A tall, white-haired woman in a long fashionable coat was standing outside, with two large black bin bags. I went up to the door and said, "We're closed! Sorry!" "What shall I do with these clothes, then?" the woman asked me, exaggerating her lip...
“Fara! We need to talk.” Phyllis Dangerfield called to her daughter. “What is it, mom? I was just getting some things together for the New Opportunity meeting tonight. They’re collecting old magazines for a fund-raiser.” “Well, what would they say about this?” Phyllis was holding up an empty bottle of vodka. “This was full last week, Fara. You know I don’t mind you having a drink. You’re eighteen, after all. But a whole bottle? In a week?” “But I didn’t, mom. I wouldn’t take it without...
Opportunity Janet L. Stickney [email protected] My father had always told me never to stand and let an opportunity pass you by. He forgot to mention that one should be wary of the pitfalls some of those opportunities present. Out of high school, I was working in a small shop, a day laborer of sorts, when it was announced that the shop was moving off shore. That left me unemployed, without a lot of prospects, and our town was just not able to absorb that many people looking...
Business Opportunity By Julie O Edited by Amelia R. Chapter 1 "Hi, may I take your order?" asked the thin young man from behind the counter of the coffee house. "Yes, I'll take a tall chai, please," replied the woman. She then smiled as she read the man's nametag. "Greg? Greg Johanson? I thought that was you!" He stopped for a moment and then scratched his head. Then his...
I’m the guy you call on campus for a roofie, a key-code, or some chloroform. You want the hottest chick on campus, my sport is to have you fucking her within the week. I do all the dirty work, while you get dirty. Take last week. I get this text: Unknown: Sophie Stevens, Freshman. 1 day later Me: Thursday, Campus Library, Markum Hall. It’ll be empty, she’ll be studying late. Venho me 200 for the supply. Boom. Just like that I have 200 dollars and Sophie is drugged and stuffed by the...
Ethan: Well the opportunity is there, if you wanna take it. Or if you know a girl that's been turning you on, or a couple. I stared at my phone in disbelief. For six years, I had been with a small pool of men all vying for the ability to call me their ride or die. "Don’t fucking touch her or I’ll rip your dick off" like defense. Being young and curious, I would often screw this up. I would meet a man, dance around the topics that turn me on, and that man would start pursuit. I’ve never...
SwingersI had returned to my family home, where we were ex-pats in the Far East. I'd been back in the UK for a month and my return trip confirmed what I knew all along, my wife had been having an affair with a work colleague.When I had asked her directly if she was having an affair she'd said, “No, don’t be silly - I love you and this was just sex." She had been horny and needed this in her life to distract her from work stresses.Lying in bed, wearing a dressing down, she slowly explained to me how...
Wife LoversAndi told me the other day that she would have liked seeing Captain James Kirk, in the body of Janice Lester (i.e., played by Sandra Smith), take command of the starship _Enterprise_ and wallop a few Klingon ships. I confess that the thought of a woman sitting in the famous Captain's chair in a gold mini-dress appeals to me as well. Ah yes... "Turnabout Intruder", the last episode of ST:TOS and the great unrealised opportunity. If only it had gone differently... Janice Lester - Star...
My name is Maria, and at the time of this story I was twenty-five years old living in Los Angeles and had a four-month-old son. My husband, Ed, was twenty-nine years old, and he had a good job as a civil engineer with a road construction company. I met Ed at the construction company three years earlier, where I worked as an accountant. I continued working there until after our son was born, and since Ed’s career had been progressing so well.We could afford for me to quit and take care of our...
CuckoldFrom the Lifeguard 2 StoryIt was the weekend and my lifeguard stints were pretty easy to handle now as I was being blown, fucked and sucked in so many ways, so many times, that I wasn't as jumpy at the pool as I once was. Plus now, I had a bit of spring in my step and I wasn't really embarrassed to be showing some fuck muscle now and then. Seems to me the poolside hens were starting to notice the change too.After work on Saturday, my parents took me to an insurance customer of my Dad's who sold...
IncestNote: This is a true story. The names and certain personal details have been changed to protect.......myself however, the event described below is accurate. I have posted a few fictional stories on this site but rather than describing any one woman, girl or event the stories are a compilation of experiences from before and after my marriage. While none of the prior stories are true there are elements of truth, my nature, situations and expressions in those stories. I have had some real...
This story is pure romance with no cheating, it’s intended for a special audience. The sex is there, but you’ve got to read for a while to get to it. This is a story of love denied for many years but ultimate a story of very special love finally shared. I had real trouble editing this story, my eyes kept filling with tears as I read it over and over again, because so much of it is very personal and very close to reality. The meeting was just beginning as new arrivals greeted old friends and...
She stood next to me, a short girl of 5' 2". Her dark brown hair, almost verging on black was covering the majority of her face. She was hiding her beauty away from the world tonight. This was a gathering for a friend's father who had recently passed. All of his friends had come in support of his family. His father was a famous man- but it was still a shock at the number of people who were in attendance. There really wasn't enough room for everyone to be seated, so the elderly were in the...
LesbianA Perfect Opportunity Walter Grip woke to hear the song again. He had heard it every night since he came to this town two nights ago. This time, he was determined to follow it to its source. He put on a heavy coat to protect him from the chilly Martian night air. Stepping out of the hotel he had been staying at, he looked up into the clear night sky and noticed that the blazing Earthstar had risen, and had a moment of silent sadness for his birthplace. He had been doing that every...
It was the kind of call I usually have screened by my assistant. Being in the venture capital business, I'm used to people sucking up to me for money. I've put together some big deals and been well compensated for my trouble. Not yet 40, and I had the summer house in the Hamptons and the Maserati in the garage along with a lot of other toys. I was looking to retire by 45, and I was well on my way. The call was from Daniel Washburn. I'd met him a few times; he was brilliant but...
Roshan finally got up, had some water & went back to his sofa. I knew he was getting impatient & irritated because I was sitting on the single sofa. Not to tease him any further, I got up and went to the back of where he was sitting. I bent forward put my arms around his neck & kissed him lightly on the cheek. He said, ¡§Come sit here¡¨ and indicated a place by his side. I didn¡¦t obey. Instead I went over & took his laptop. Switched it on and searched for some music. Got a folder full of...
Ladies wanna share your comments I’m writing my experience for the first time and expect a good response from readers. Latha is a hotty who recently divorced her husband. He was always either too tired for sex from playing rummy or just not interested anyhow. Some people have really screwed up priorities. Oh, well, that is his loss and my gain. Some other guys’ gains also, I am sure, but I am not jealous and never ask. Latha is short and bosomy with a beautiful, heart-shaped ass. Any man who...
I think we've all been there. As we hit puberty, becoming aware of the female body for the first time, we're in high school. As such, our burgeoning sexuality is focused on two primary groups; girls around our own age, and if we're lucky, the more-developed physiques of our female teachers. I had one who was, in a word, smoking. She was a genuine knockout, tall and slim with lustrous tresses. Although I prefer more top-heavy women, her bust was in proportion to the rest of her perfect...
Author Note: I’ve grown to like these characters, all of them, and I hope you do as well. As always, thank you for reading, and check out my author page for new and upcoming stories. ***** Music blasted his ears, and the scent of cigarette and cigar smoke assaulted his nostrils as he pushed through the ornate double doors. A random hip hop song with deep base shook the tables, and high treble threatened to deafen him for life. Hip Hop/Rap junk, the audio equivalent of fingernails on a...
Every day was different when working at the police station, but Carol was still taken aback by what she discovered when she walked into work. She was surprised when she walked into the main area to be greeted by the chief inspector Stan, who was standing next to a woman of early 30’s, wearing a red latex outfit that showed an ample amount of her cleavage, which Carol could only guess was DD. The woman had tanned skin and long black hair that trailed down her exposed back. Carol could only...
. I was 20 yrs old that time. I used to live with my brother in a big city and study in a famous university. My brother was a top level executive of an MNC. He had a big bungalow from his company. There was a middle aged watchman(Darwan)for the house, who used to live at their house, with his wife. Komola was his 2nd wife, as his first wife died. She was pretty young, about 24/25 yrs old, much younger for her husband. Komla used to work in the house as maid. She was stunningly beautiful....
THE OPPORTUNITY PART ONE I suppose looking back, that my childhood was to blame, that is if there was any real blame to be attached. It could have just been my inherited genes so I can happily blame my mother and father for being the smallest in the class, but I somehow also got left out when the popularity genes were issued, I became a loner and spent far too much time in my own company for any real good to come of it. I loved the movies, the actresses were goddesses with their...
[ Yet another story dedicated to, and inspired by, my good friends A & T! As well as to Omar, for whom we all are indebted to! ]Sometimes, late at night, after the day is done and my two wives and my c***dren have gone to bed, I will stay up, setting out of doors, and recall the amazing experiences I had with Mara, the young wife of Tomas, who wanted me to provide the sperm in order for her to return home pregnant! Neither of my two wive's know anything about this, of course. They were back...
One of the boxes in my sexual history that’s remained unchecked until recently was the act of taking a young man on his first journey from boyhood to manhood but it isn’t something that can be easily engineered. When a golden opportunity arose just after my thirtieth birthday I just couldn’t resist the temptation and the seduction of Josh is one of the most satisfying encounters of my life. I was enjoying a few days off work but because even a mini heatwave in the UK can be very uncomfortable I...
SeductionHello again, up until now I've been telling stories of actual events. Some parts I embellished for effect but basically everything has happened. This time I will share my fantasy of what could have been. Now that I'm older I can put my thoughts into words better than "I wanted to fuck her." and it might be entertaining to you.If you want to get some background info on the inspirations for this story,read my blog post here: https://xhamster.com/posts/880431The event I want to explore happened...
I traveled often for my work and stayed two or three nights a week in hotels. Needless to say, I got very horny and soon began a routine that was exciting to me. That was to check into the motels and get a first floor room. After a few visits to the same motels I got the feeling of safety as I did a few exciting things. One was to fully open the curtains on my first floor room making it easy for passersby to see into the room. The second was to go to the swimming pool area that wasn't...
Equal Opportunity an original story by CutePatti Billy had been looking forward to playing baseball all winter and could hardly wait for summer to arrive. He had just turned 13 and was eligible to play in a brand new league called the intermediate league. It was going to be so cool to get out of little league and he had heard that a lot of the rules were going to be different in the new league. He just knew that the new rules were going to be so much better than all the ...
This happened on a visit to my wife’s family in the northeast. Gina and I hadn’t been back to her hometown in years. Her mother, true to her nature, was very anxious to see her and the kids. Gina was very popular with her family. Pretty, kind hearted, and outgoing, there wasn’t one member of her family that wasn’t looking forward to her return. And she had a huge family! Gina was anxious to show off our son and daughter. I was too. We had almost three weeks to do it. It was going to be a great...
OpportunityChapter 1 – As Luck Would Have It It was a hot dreary Wednesday with a light drizzle falling in the area for the last few days but the temperatures had not dropped out of the mid-90's the entire time and John Franks had expected to have the forest to himself for a nice ride on Brecan, his large black Friesian stallion, but he was shocked to crest a hill and see two heads bobbing down in the valley. John pulled a pair of binoculars from his pommel bag and looked downwards, the...
I have been reading iss for a long time & been fantasizing about the stories in iss. Fantasizing & self-help had been the story of my sex life till three months ago. Thus when i finally lost my virginity, i decided that i will share the same on iss. I passed out of my engineering college last year when i was 22. Being attractive, i had always got many proposals from many guys. In college. But most were of emotional in nature. The guys were all afraid of making any physical approach. &...
THE OPPORTUNITY PART ONE I suppose looking back, that my childhood was to blame, that is if there was any real blame to be attached. It could have just been my inherited genes so I can happily blame my mother and father for being the smallest in the class, but I somehow also got left out when the popularity genes were issued, I became a loner and spent far too much time in my own company for any real good to come of it. I loved the movies, the actresses were goddesses...
CrossdressingChapter One: Hot Harem Opportunity By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Corey Derrickson – Saturday, July 4th I opened the front door of my Saturn Ion. It was an older car, my first. I kept it in great condition, the red body freshly washed this afternoon. The day was warm and looked to be a great Fourth of July. I smiled as my two sex slaves slipped inside. “Master,” Aleah Buckley said, her auburn hair, gathered in a pair of pigtails, swaying about...
It is said there are good days and bad days, well today was a bad day as far as Colin Greenway was concerned. It had started off with a flaming row with his wife, not that, that was uncommon it was just a fact of life in an unhappy marriage, however this morning it was over finances; she had got a parking ticket and the council's grab for revenue was very steep. Finances were not there to be just given away, especially to a council he utterly opposed; he flipped. "You useless fucking cunt",...
Chapter 1 The season finished and like he had been doing for some months gave Joyce a lift home. It was just chatter till he pulled off the road and stopped in front of the entrance to the village she lived in. "Thank you Greg", she said with a smile. "I am grateful for the lift you have given me over this season. Would ... would you like to come in for a cup of tea? I made a chocolate cake but haven't cut it yet, so this would be a good opportunity and a more practical way to say 'thank...
Over the next weeks, Helen and Danny continued to switch between the apartment and Trudy’s house, mostly staying with Trudy over the weekend. It was on a Friday in mid-May when they stopped the Passat in front of Trudy’s house and unloaded their weekend kits. After unstrapping Larissa from her car seat, they walked up to the door and let themselves in. Entering, they already heard that Trudy had a visitor, and a second later Helen stiffened, recognizing her stepmother’s voice. “It’s not his...
The woman pulled her body this way, stretched it that way, and exposed every last inch of herself. Daniel's penis, by this time, was pressing hard against his boxers as if it was desperately seeking a way out. Standing by his modest 2nd floor apartment's window, Daniel was attempting to pull the tight-fitting boxers over his annoyingly plump, and pert, posterior. Finally managing this extraordinarily difficult task, he looked sidelong out of his bedroom's window. Staring into the distance, with...
MasturbationSecondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am riding on the back of Matt Frawley's motorcycle. I press myself against him, and my breasts tingle as they tease his bulky, sweat stained back. We careen around curves on the Angeles Crest Highway, and we exit down a winding road into the National Forest. We roll to a halt in a gravel parking lot strewn with remnants of bikers' parties. Matt hides the bike in a stand of oaks. He puts his arm around my waist, and...
Secondary Education Chapter 2, The Trouble With PE By Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am rounding the last turn of the mandatory mile. Each footfall is unbearable. The sun, the smog, and the heat are relentless. Coach is screaming words I cannot hear over the blood pounding in my ears. I cross the finish line and collapse at his feet. "Get up, move around before you puke, Flowers." "I can't, Coach." It is too late. I retch on the ground at Coach's feet, a watery gruel. I...
Secondary Education By Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 3 Self Improvement Please email me a comment if you are enjoying (or not) my story. Our apartment is dark, hot and empty when I get home. I am a latchkey kid, and have been since my dad went to jail for the penultimate time, when he got his second strike for dealing meth back in '02. Now, he's in for 25, and I am sure Mom is heading back into custody for parole violation. In her waste basket I find used...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Please email me or post a comment if you like, or dislike my story. Thanks. Chapter 4 Initiation I wait in line at Target behind a squat Latina and her raucous brood. She barks shrill commands and threats, which they cheerfully ignore as they slip cheap toys into her already stuffed shopping cart. Her boyfriend ignores the anarchy as he adds an armful of last minute items to their tottering pile of goods. The cashier...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 5 A Hard Road to Ho. I awake alone, my limbs twisted in rumpled sheets. The tattered window shade flaps in a desultory breeze billowing in one moment, sucking against the screen in the next. The cheerful trill of a passing ice cream truck making its final rounds makes me hungry, and I drag myself from the bed. I look out the window into the gloaming. It's night. I have slept a couple of hours. The...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 6 Night on the Town I sit in the back seat of a speeding, SUV, wedged between two Mara soldiers. Jose's corpse lies under a bloody blanket behind us, his face obliterated by the pointblank blast from Antoine's shotgun. Hector drives the Escalade up and down Jefferson Boulevard, the uneasy border between the Crip and Mara fiefdoms, speeding past its many shuttered used furniture stores, but slowing as he...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 7 The Tipping Point The rising sun paints the smoggy sky over Los Angeles fuchsia. The air is dense with the smoke of distant wildfires. The breeze is already hot. It stirs the trash from overflowing garbage cans and sends it tumbling down the streets. Greasy food wrappers twirl in trash cyclones: In and Out, Jack in the Box, Weinerschnitzel. The sight makes me nauseous, and I choke back a gag. My eyes...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 8 Making Up My Incomplete I cinch a belt around the baggy waist of my Dockers. The pants' seat and thighs are just as tight as the waist is loose. My old boy clothes don't fit my new body. It is as Tyler, rather than Tyla, that I am re- enrolling, two weeks late, in Fairfax High's summer program. I wrap my boobs with an Ace bandage to squeeze them flat, and cover up my curves with tee shirt and a faded Kobe...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 9, Seeing No Evol Matt Frawley's arms are glistening in the slanting rays of August sunshine. He dribbles behind his back, wrong footing his defender. Matt deftly crosses the ball over, changing direction and bounce passes it to Antoine, who is streaking down the court on the fast break and scores an easy lay up. Matt whoops a victorious hurrah, and his blue eyes for a moment meet mine until he is distracted by...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 10 Reincarnation I am asleep in the arms of my Bodhisattva. He strokes my forehead. "Look within to find consciousness of the skandhas that survived your rebirth." I concentrate, and focus on a fuzzy, black and white image. "I was Private Flores, an American warrior in the jungle battles of Laos. I killed many and died filled with guilt and hatred. These passions survived inside me, and even they roil...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Is This Nirvana? Chapter 11 I awaken with a shudder. A fractured ray of sunlight pierces the crack between a pair threadbare quilts which have been hung as an makeshift curtain. From outside I hear the clamor of banda piped through the tinny speakers of a catering truck. A hot breeze wafts a rancid flume of stale cooking oil, jalapeno and stewed pork. I feel nauseous, and choke back a heave. I have mind-splitting...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 12, My Missing Pieces Oprah's over, Rikki Lake's not on yet, and Dr. Phil depresses me. So I flick off the television. I pick up a month-old "Us" magazine: Lindsey's back in rehab, Paris is busted for DUI again, same old, same old. I throw it back on the table and wish I had something to do. I am a high school dropout. During my convalescence after being castrated, I missed the start of school at Hollywood...
Secondary Education Chapter 13 Screen Kisses [email protected] This is a continuation of a sexually explicit story. If depictions of sex disturb you, or if you are under the age of 18, do not read this story. All persons and events depicted herein are fictional. If you like, hate or otherwise react to this story, please email me at the address above or post a comment to the site where you read it. Xoxox, TF I am squeezed between Ocho Loco and Hector on the sagging,...
Secondary Education Chapter 14 Betrayal [email protected] In Tyla's harsh demi-monde, how shall she discern the betrayer from the betrayed? Cautionary Note: This is adult erotic fiction (not fantasy) and should not be read by non-adults or by adults who are offended by violence or explicit erotica involving under-aged transgendered protagonists. All persons depicted are fictional, and...
If however you are looking for something like that, then enjoy. All characters are above the age of 18. They called it the worst earthquake in modern history. I called it the easiest hunting day ever. There’s something wrong deep inside me. Most people are well adapted and sociable for our modern world, and if they have bad thoughts then they disregard them. But I can’t disregard them. My brain is stuck in prehistoric times and is always thinking about how to take what it wants. If I don’t...
Glenn stepped into the darkened bar, pausing to let his eyes adjust to the low lighting. Two men stood up at the bar, talking and pulling on tall bottles of beer. The bored bartender was absentmindedly polishing and stacking glasses. Off to the side sat a couple, leaned in close, young. New and budding love surrounded them, they seemed oblivious to all around them as their hands and fingers brushed across the tiny table. Glenn ordered a glass of red wine, the bartender’s practiced hands were...
I began watching her every little move. Something was just slightly off about her behavior and, being a curious person; I wanted to know what it was. Later that afternoon a resident asked for her pain medication and I watched the nurse prepare it and take it to her. An hour later the resident was still requesting her pain medication. I found out after watching the nurse that she was taking the resident’s medication. She went into the resident’s room and told the woman to shut up and if she...
About two years ago, I and a business partner of mine, a tall and leggy woman named Jenna, opened up a re-sale clothing store called Fallen Fruit. We don’t run it for the money, because we don’t actually clear any great profit off the place even though it’s become quite popular with the local youth. And we’re not terribly interested in the merchandise we sell. We just put on the floor whatever our supplier brings us each week, at as low a cost as we think will keep the hipster crowd...
Her name was Mona. Sure it was an old name, so its juxtaposition against such a sweet young lady was colossally striking. We flew to Kennebunk Maine on business one cool October weekend. We had a client there that needed some work on their computer network. She was to be the trainer and help to organize the workflow so that I could design the systems around their needs. We had known each other for years before this of course, had become somewhat friendly through interacting over business. We...
My name is Maria, and at the time of this story I was 25 years old living in Los Angeles and had a four month old son. My husband Ed was 29 years old, and he had a good job as a civil engineer with a road construction company. I met Ed at the construction company three years ago, where I worked as an accountant. I continued working there until after our son was born, and since Ed’s career had been progressing so well, we could afford for me to quit and take care of our child full time. But the...
She stood next to me, a short girl of 5′ 2′. Her dark brown hair, almost verging on black was covering the majority of her face. She was hiding her beauty away from the world tonight. This was a gathering for a friend’s father who had recently passed. All of his friends had come in support of his family. His father was a famous man- but it was still a shock at the number of people who were in attendance. There really wasn’t enough room for everyone to be seated, so the elderly were in the...
I didn't mean to stop and watch, but simply couldn't resist her lithe silhouette framed in the saffron rectangle of light that clicked on ahead of me. Like a glowing beacon in the cold evening gloom, the warmth of the bedroom spilled into the residential street, moments before her mesmerising beauty paused within it. With curves that would inspire a Formula One track designer, I had little choice but to drink in her profile, barely breathing for fear she might notice me and draw the...
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