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My down fall with texting- Part 1... The true early days of my life, meeting of Jessica, the relationship we had and the start of my fantasies of both of us exchanging bodies. By Jessica Kingston My Early Days. From the baby age of 15 months I used to have to go to a child minder as mum had to work and she was called Mrs Holt, it was agreed that I called her "Aunt Mae" when I could talk, so each weekday from are modest 3 story council maisonette to Aunt Mae's family home of a 3...
I was riding my motorcycle to the hardware store in Long Beach, near LBSU, to pick up some eye hooks. There was a car in front of me all over the lane. I thought that person must have had a few drinks for lunch? Or they were on the phone or texting?? I switched lanes and came up on them on the drivers side. I couldn't believe it? It was Sally! And, yes, she was texting! She knows I hate when people do this while driving! When I'm riding my motorcycle I want people to pay attention. I was...
My down fall with texting- Part 8... Monday, time for School, my first day as a school girl and the start of my studies towards Jessica's "A" Level exams and doing ballet. By Jessica Kingston I woke early from the nightmare hearing the traffic outside, sweat was on my forehead from the dream I just had, I could see the daylight was just showing through my flowery curtains, the traffic wasn't too noisy, it made me feel there were other people in the world and I wasn't alone, but...
My down fall with texting- Part 9... It is now Tuesday the 6th day of my ordeal as Jessica By Jessica Kingston Just outside my bedroom on the stairs landing I heard John, my new Daddy on his way to work saying his goodbyes to Janet, now my new Mummy, hating the situation I was in, I listen to them talking, deep down I didn't want to fully wake up as I knew in my 50 year old male brain it was another day in my new life as their 17 year old daughter. I could feel the silkiness on...
My down fall with texting- Part 7... End of the Sunday evening. By Jessica Kingston Sorry for the delay, I will start by having a re-cap on the story so far...... Gary 50 years old, married to Jane who is younger, aged 45, Gary is a closet dresser and dressed on fem since he was a child wearing his mum's clothes, but deep down hated the idea of dressing and used to call it "The problem of wanting on occasions to wear female clothes". Jane knew Gary on his days off, or...
My down fall with texting- Part 4... The weekend at the Golf Club, Jessica get's called in to do an extra Saturday waitress shift and meets up with Gary. By Jessica Kingston I woke up and could hear the light early morning light traffic passing the front of the house, I felt warm, I could feel the body heat from Lucy, I was comfortable and had no wish to get up, especially under my present circumstances, in my mind I re-called the previous couple of days; hoping they were a dream,...
Smoking And Texting It was a lovely warm sunny afternoon and I was sitting outside in the beer garden of my local pub having a pint and just chilling out in general when all of a sudden, I feel my phone going off in my jeans pocket. Of course it's a text message. "Hi gorgeous, how are you?" the message says as I look down at it in confusion. You see I'm a 20 year old single guy and I never ever get any texts like this, ever, so as you can imagine, I'm more than just a little...
My down fall with texting- Part 6... The weekend at the Golf Club finishes off when Jessica has to endure some more teasing from Jane and then having to attending the Prize Presentation on Sunday night and ends up at the mercy of Gary. By Jessica Kingston Reluctantly sat in the passenger seat I looked at my former wife Jane driving us both back to the Golf Club. I could feel the make up set on my face, which reminded me I was now a girl and in the roll of a girl called...
Hi readers this is Ram here back with the second part of the story “Texting My Bhabhi to sex 2”. Please send in your feedback and for help in you sexual life to For around 2 years or odd my bhabhi was busy with her new born baby and we never got any chance to have fun , I was going around with my usual life. And I got married too… Have a kid and she was alone in her house with her son as her husband was in US too…I could not forget my bhabhi’s love for me and one day when my wife was in the...
IncestAll of Tess Thompson's schoolmates would certainly attest to the fact that pretty blonde, blued eyed young Tess was never without her pink pussycat mobile to flash out a crucial text message at just the right time. The eighteen year old schoolgirl generally carried a spare one hidden in her backpack just in case her means of communication was lost, confiscated, or ran out of battery charge. She remembered with great clarity that dreadful morning when had been without her mobile for almost two...
My down fall with texting Part 2. Jessica and I have now exchanged bodies; these is my 1st day as Jessica and have an ordeal of a dreaded visit from my wife, my former self is out playing golf and in this episode I get my first spanking. By Jessica Kingston Part 1, Tells of my truthful early days, leading into my fantasies, one being Jessica and me swopping bodies for 9 months. The visit from the wife. I ran downstairs and opened the front door and let her in, she just pushed...
Thank you so much for your comments... Re-cap of the story so far. Part 1 tells of Gary age 50, married to Jane, both keen golfers and how through playing golf they met a couple called John and Janet, Gary after a awhile starts a secret affair with there 17 year old daughter who is called Jessica, Gary was to do a University course in Management, and Jessica was in her final year at school and studying for her "A" levels. As a laugh Gary and Jessica talked about exchanging bodies if...
My down fall with texting- Part 10... Day 6 of my ordeal. After a bad dream it is now Wednesday and just another School day in the locked corset also bunny bondage lunch time date with Gary, my former self. By Jessica Kingston My child minding Aunt may had already hung the all too familiar Junior girl's school uniform on the back of the door of my wardrobe and laid out on a chair was the other items I was also to wear for school, black tights, a white training bra, and white girls...
KING WILFRED’S CHAMBERS: Thursday June 4th 6423 King Wilfred awoke to a sensation he had never felt before. Ruler of the Chaste Kingdom of Prudonia, this was a sensation he had certainly never felt before: the sensation of lips sliding on cock. And not just sliding, but also sucking and licking. Somebody was committing one of the most forbidden crimes in the land and on none other than the High King himself! King Wilfred was a confused blend of groggy and outraged. An ultimate act of evil...
My new life at Mistresses mansion was quite pleasant most of the time. My duties were to be maid to the two mistresses. I helped them bathe and dress, hand washed their delicate garments, cleaned their bedroom and changed the bed clothes daily. Sometimes, if I was really lucky the young mistress would have me lick her to orgasm. She had the most fragrant tasty pussy that I had ever experienced. Sometimes she would alloy me to play with my clit as I served her and if really lucky I was allowed...
Vanessa Sinclair is the CEO of a large corporation which sells electronic products. She is seen by her employees as a stuck-up "rich bitch" who only cares about her looks and her money. She is constantly rude to her employees, who despise her. Vanessa has a stunning body, which she uses to her advantage. With her D cup breasts, hourglass figure and perfect ass she is able to seduce any man she wants. Some people say that this is how she got the role of CEO in the first place. Vanessa keeps the...
FetishMy new life at Mistresses mansion was quite pleasant most of the time. My duties were to be maid to the two mistresses. I helped them bathe and dress; hand washed their delicate garments, cleaned their bedroom and changed the bed clothes daily. Sometimes, if I was really lucky the young mistress would have me lick her to orgasm. She had the most fragrant tasty pussy that I had ever experienced. Sometimes she would alloy me to play with my clit as I served her and if really lucky I was allowed...
Thirty years old... that's the age when people are supposed to get their shit together. Get together with their dream partner, start popping the babies out, career on track, nice house, nice car, white picket fence. Everything sorted. I'd seen it happen to plenty of my friends. It felt like I was almost there. I'd been with my boyfriend for three years, and as he was a lawyer he brought all the perks of a high income job - a beautiful home, holidays around the world, pretty much all the best...
Going as far back as she could possibly remember all Allie ever really wanted to be was a dancer. Her grandmother was a ballerina in the old Moscow Ballet Company and would often show her the ancient photos of her on her tip-toes looking like her legs went all the way up to her neck. She had started to train at a very early age and by the time she was sixteen she was as accomplished as most of the adult females dancing professionally on the stage in Portland, Oregon. In a stroke of bad luck...
I was feeling sleepy, then again, packed commuter trains will do that, all the Oxygen being used up, still, the warmth and the cozy atmosphere will do that, especially as the cold Winters morning outside adds to the sense of warmth inside.The train clatters across a rail junction causing people to come into contact with each other, strangers to each other, but for this morning, all crushed together, the young and the old, the beautiful and the ugly, my eyes settle on a girl, standing and still...
My down fall with texting- Part 5... The weekend and the Saturday evening saga carries on, whereas my wife and my former self turn up unexpected, and yes I end up with being teased from Jane and Gary. Jessica has to do her normal Sunday waitress shift at the Golf Club in her new Uniform. Jane has an unexpected surprised for Jessica By Jessica Kingston As I stood there in the kitchen corner I looked at Janet with pleading eyes, eventually I think she must have felt sorry for me as...
Introduction: So this is a story I wrote about a year ago. Hope you enjoy. Miley waited until her boss was out of the office and down the hall a little ways before letting out an explosive breath laced with a few obscenities. The woman was insufferable, she fumed to herself, knowing that if she said it to her bosss face, she would be fired in an instant. That didnt stop her from ranting to herself for several long minutes. She was at the height of her rage when her cell phone beeped and began...
Hi guys, this is an incest story in a family. I usually compare the woman in the story to actresses. Hope you guys like this like you liked . Let’s begin the story about texting about sex. First, let me introduce myself and my family. I am Jack. I am the eldest. My dad is Frank, a bank manager. My mom Shilpa Shetty (actress), is a housewife, and my sister is Yasika Anand (actress). We live in a small town, our house has two bedrooms. My mom and dad use the master bedroom and the second one for...
Incesthi babe, I was just thinking about you and wanted to say I love you She couldn't help but grin a little bit. Only he could make her feel better at a time like this by saying something simple and heartfelt. Feeling a bit better, she shot him a message back. and just what were you thinking about? Setting the phone to the side, she went back to work on the report her boss had been so insistent on getting completed today. It wasn't going to be hard to finish, Miley just hated having someone...
“Oh my god, Brian. That was fucking amazing. I’ve never cum like that. EVER.” You chuckle. “Well, if you did the neighbors would be pretty entertained I imagine. Speaking of… do we need to worry…?” Your question trails off, not finishing your thought, but I know where you’re going and decide to tell you more of the story. “I don’t care if they know, Brian. Or if it gets back to Chad. I found out today that he was cheating on me.” “Oh…” you don’t say much, but it’s written on your face that...
Office SexIt was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
Hey, spark here again with a new story. If you haven’t read my previous story, I would advise you to read it first. As you already know, I am a 21-year-old guy. My family consists of my mom (46), dad (51) and my sister (18). My mom is an exotic MILF (read the previous story to know), whereas my sister has the opposite features. My sister is petite with small but firm tits. She eats healthy and does yoga so she has this amazing body of a fitness model. My sister keeps her hair straight and has...
IncestThat Saturday my sweet wife had been invited to one of her office girl’s birthday celebration. Patty had planned to have a girls night out at a nice downtown and she wanted to share it with Anita and other four girlfriends…Ana told me she would share a room with Patty. Although my wife also knew the other women well from their office; she was definitely much more friendly with Patty than the others.The plan was for them to check into the hotel early on the Saturday afternoon, spend a bit of...
Felicia pushed one button after the other on her car radio in search of the right song to listen to. It was late. Exhausted after a long day of work, she was relieved to finally be on her way home. Before she had been able to settle on a song, a muffled musical chirp emanated from her purse on the seat beside her, signaling that a text message had just been received by her cell phone. Without taking her eyes off the road she reached into her purse and retrieved her cell. She quickly glanced...
Felicia pushed one button after the other on her car radio in search of the right song to listen to. It was late. Exhausted after a long day of work, she was relieved to finally be on her way home. Before she had been able to settle on a song, a muffled musical chirp emanated from her purse on the seat beside her, signaling that a text message had just been received by her cell phone. Without taking her eyes off the road she reached into her purse and retrieved her cell. She quickly glanced...
Straight SexNoah sat at his desk, manipulating his Blackberry. One of his co-workers strolled past his cubicle. "Is that your new toy?" she asked. "Oh, hi, Melissa. Yeah -- I just got this yesterday. My old phone finally died." "That brick you carried around? What was that -- circa 1999?" "I liked that phone," Noah replied. "The buttons were nice and big ... and it could double as a weapon. My contract with Sprint was up, so I switched to Verizon and bought this." "Did you keep your old...
I sit on the couch sipping red wine. I go back through the text strings, again and again, trying to see if there are any more hints, anything else that is going to tell me whether I’m about to get an opportunity I’ve been hoping for, or if I’m going to get a very platonic present and at best a hug. I put the phone down. I’ve reread today’s texts at least a dozen times. Nothing is certain one way or the other, and that isn’t going to change by obsessing anymore. Besides, whatever is about to...
Office SexNoah headed from the parking lot to the hospital lobby at a fast trot. "Which way is room 327?" he asked a volunteer at the information desk. "Orange elevator.' He walked toward the elevator, past the hospital gift shop. Noah turned around, stepped into the shop and purchased a vase containing an arrangement of flowers. He rode the elevator to the third floor and found room 327. He stopped in the doorway. A young woman lay, half reclining on the hospital bed, gazing at the clouds out...
Drying my hair in the bathroom, I heard my familiar Rammstein ringtone announcing I'd received a Whatsapp message. Wondering whether I should take a look, or wait until I finished getting ready, I continued waving the hair dryer around my head, feeling the super-heated air wafting through my luxurious locks."Not bad," I muttered to myself while critically studying my reflection in the mirror. "No, not bad at all," which was the best I could expect, considering the hectic week I’d just had."...
LesbianFelicia pushed one button after the other on her car radio in search of the right song to listen to. It was late. Exhausted after a long day of work, she was relieved to finally be on her way home. Before she had been able to settle on a song, a muffled musical chirp emanated from her purse on the seat beside her, signaling that a text message had just been received by her cell phone. Without taking her eyes off the road she reached into her purse and retrieved her cell. She quickly glanced...
How are things going in the office?I look at your text again. I’ve written and erased a reply probably a dozen times. I’m so touched that you remembered my birthday and reached out. I’m a little giddy that you remembered my birthday even after leaving the office. I keep trying out replies. The new guy is such an asshole. No, too bitchy.The new guy sucks compared to you. Too kiss assI wish you were still my boss. Too formal I want you back here so bad. Too needyI wish you were still my...
Office SexDespués de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...
Love Stories(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
Me too. You still owe me a present for my birthday.I know it’s probably a bit suggestive and might raise your wife’s eyebrow if she read it, but it’s not that bad. And it’s definitely not as bad as me telling you that I just came so hard wishing you were fucking me, or sending you a picture of the lingerie I’m wearing, or the curve of my ass in this pencil skirt. When I think of it that way, your wife should fucking thank me for behaving so well. Not that it’s by choice. If given the chance to...
Office SexThankfully, you don’t make me wait much longer. I hear the knock and I take a deep breath. I stand up from the couch and head for the front door. I glance at my reflection in the mirror in the entryway. I stand up straight, admiring the shape I’ve kept myself in and determined to erase any thoughts that this afternoon’s discovery had anything to do with me. I’m going to prove to myself that I’m every bit as sexy as I’ve always been, and the cheating was just him enjoying the attention of some...
Office SexNow it’s time to turn it up. We’re cozy, laughing, relaxed. I think it’s time for the moment of truth. I grab a bite with a large chunk of frosting dangling from it and lift it to my mouth. Then I ‘accidentally’ let the frosting drop down my open top. I pretend not to notice, enjoying watching your eyes tracing down, staring at my cleavage. It’s fun watching you squirm, but not as fun as I hope it will be when you make your move.I see the change in your eyes when you decide to make your move....
Office SexI moan and tug on your hair as you lick slowly up my slit again and again. It feels so good, and right before I start getting used to this pattern you twist your head and change it up. I can feel my hips gyrating, rocking back and forth as you taste me. This is what I needed for my birthday... feeling wanted, sexy, and of course feeling all this pleasure.“Oh, Brian. Yes, baby, just like that,” I moan. I pull tighter but it’s clear that if I move you, it’s going to be because you let me. You...
Office SexI never turned back to see if you were following. Whether you threw your clothes on and ran or followed me to the bathroom, either way I was going to need a shower. As I turn the water on to heat up though I happily feel your hands sliding over my skin and wrapping around me. Your strength pulls me back against you as you cup my breasts and slide your hand between my legs. I can feel one hand smearing your sticky cum all over my tits, while the other sends shivers through my body as it touches...
Office SexHi guys, I hope you like the first part of the story. I usually compare the woman in my story to cinema actresses. I don’t want to bore you guys. Let start the story where I left. Last night, my sister (Yasika Anand- actress) and I made each other reach an orgasm and slept. But in the morning, we act like normal brothers and sisters. But at night, it’s different because of the messages I sent from my fake Facebook account. Again I messaged her that day some nasty stuff and waited for my sister...
IncestNoah stretched on his bed. His Blackberry signaled an incoming call and he answered. "Hi, Rachel." Oh, Noah ... I need to talk. "I'm here." He heard her sniffling. "Have you been crying?" Yes ... I don't know what to do. I'm trying to decide about an abortion. What do you think I should do? "It's not my decision." I know. I'd like to hear your opinion. "I wasn't going to try to influence your decision," he replied. "I'm not going to try to influence it now. Since you...
Rachel rode as Noah drove toward his condominium. He parked in a covered stall and they walked across the driveway to his unit. He unlocked the door and escorted her inside. "This is very nice, Noah," she said. "It's so light and airy. I like the skylight over the stairs." "There are two bedrooms upstairs and they both have skylights. I use one as a home office. Let's see that CD." She retrieved it from duffel she carried. He switched on a Denon amplifier and pressed a button to...
Noah roused and glanced at the ceiling. The last evening twilight was filtering through the skylight. He reached for Rachel, eased her against himself and held her under his left arm. She snuggled to him and opened her eyes. "What time is it?" "Nine," he replied. "Did we sleep all night?" "We slept for a couple of hours." "Oh..." She stretched. "It felt like all night." "Would you like a late-night snack?" he asked. "You are becoming a mind-reader." "I have some...
Noah parked the rental truck along the curb on Pritchard Street. Rachel opened her door and they surveyed her apartment. "How long have you lived here?" he asked. "Eight years -- same as how long I've been at Hubbard's." "We need to figure out what we put into storage and what we give to Goodwill." He looked into her bedroom. "The bed and dresser can go to storage. We might want to convert the den into a guestroom sometime." "What would you use as an office?" "I don't need...
Noah watched out his living room window as the sky darkened into dusk. He saw a black Chevrolet Suburban pull into a visitor's parking stall. A lanky woman in her mid sixties stepped out and headed toward his unit. "Rachel!" he called. "It looks like Mom is here." Rachel stepped from the kitchen in her shorts and tank. "Great. How are you going to intercept her and tell her that I'm carrying a load?" The doorbell rang. Noah sprang to answer it. "Hi, Mom..." "Noah..." She...
The doorbell rang. Wearing a black shawl and a witch's hat, Rachel opened the door. "Trick or treat!" a group of costumed children shouted. Rachel handed out chocolate bars and closed the door. "I love Halloween," she said. "It appeals to the macabre in me." "Is that why you're dressed up as a very pregnant witch?" "Of course it is." "I had a call from my mother," he said. "What does Meredith want?" "She wants to have a big family Christmas at the farm and was wondering...
"Everything is in the car," Noah said. "Did you make your call yet?" Rachel picked up the telephone handset, punched in a number and then hung it up again. "I'm too nervous. I'm a rotten liar, Noah." "Do you want me to make the call?" "Would you?" He picked up the handset. Rachel recited the number to him and he punched it in. "Ask for Suzanne -- she's my immediate supervisor." He heard it ringing. Men's came an answer. "Is Suzanne there?" Just a moment... Noah...
Noah and his mother stepped into his bedroom. Rachel way lying in bed, her head on a pillow propped against the headboard. "Rachel sweetheart," Meredith said, "I want to feel your belly." She lifted the shirt Rachel wore as a gown and probed her abdomen. "Baby feels like he's in good position." "I'm scared," Rachel said. "Is there any way to get me to the hospital?" "I'm afraid not," Meredith replied. "Women have been giving birth at home for thousands of years. Ninety-eight...
An unfamiliar noise roused Noah. He realized it was Noelle, crying. Rachel was sound asleep beside him. He arose, pulled on his briefs, picked her up and wrapped her in a fresh towel. "I'll bet you're hungry," he said and carried her downstairs. His carrying her calmed her, but she began crying again as he reached the kitchen. "Hold on," he said and removed a nursing bottle filled with Rachel's milk. A brief time in the microwave oven took off the chill. He sat on the sofa and offered...
This story follows a man and his wife on their journey through a year of having a long distance relationship after having been married for only a few months. First off let's meet the lovely couple. Your name is John. You are a 25 year caucasian guy. You are of average height and build. You have blue eyes and dirty-blond hair. You work for a big IT firm as a programmer. Your hobbies include gaming, making music, cooking and wrestling. In your sparetime you help your best friend with his social...
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Fantasyany of the actresses mentioned below. This story is written down for enjoyment purposes only. Reese witherspoon woke up with a headache. She didn't know where she was. All she could feel that she was blindfolded. Not only that, she was tied to the bed with duct tape, unable to move her hands and legs. She also noticed that she was nude. A duct tape covered her mouth so that she shouldn't shout. All she remembered was going to a producer's home for some script reading of a film they were...
Sunday--Miss Suzy Premi?re partie "The best things in life are free. The second best are very expensive." Since I de-planed in the Big Apple (I came from Ohio, but am most certainly not a Scientologist--unless an impeccable platinum banded solitaire ring of about five carats is part of the deal) I've had oodles of marriage proposals and was even, briefly, engaged. All very flattering, but I can afford to be choosy--or could. I think it's well past time if a lady is unmarried at 3...
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