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Introduction: My name is Jessinta Jovanoski. I am thinly built (32-25-34) but athletically framed 152cm (50), 45kg (93lbs) girl at the time, with lightly tanned pasty skin, average to small but developing breasts (32A). My hair is darkish red and shoulder length, I have green eyes The first part is a story builder and beginning to a series, its filled with a few childhood dramas, that build the character of my later story profile. It may not be to everyones liking, but each story needs a...
It may not be to everyone’s liking, but each story needs a start. Bare with it, the sex scenarios begin after this chapter. > From my early childhood, I had been fascinated with the rogue elements of society. Be it rogue Motorbike gangs, Latin gangs or African American gangs; silly I know. Maybe these fetishes or fantasies stem from abuse at the hands of my immediate family or it was always there. I grew up in a neighborhood that had a Biker gang and as long as I can remember, they...
Introduction: This is the continuing saga, which is Jessinta Jovanoski (Jovi to my friends). I am now sixteen and very sexually active at school and within a Motorcycle club. My attributes are, 152 (501), 45kg (93lbs) and with small breasts (32A). I have blonde reddish shoulder length hair and pasty white skin. My home life was by now non-existent, so my association with a Motorcycle club was my surrogate family. Six months have now passed since my last chapter and I am now over sixteen years...
Introduction: This is the continuing saga of Jessinta Jovanoski (Jovi to my friends). I am a fifteen year old adventurous teenager. Being of a pasty white complexion and with mild red hair, I was a little different from the usual school crowd. I was of small stature and my attributes were too, 152 (501), 45kg (93lbs) and with small breasts (32A). My home life was non-existent and my schooling was feeling its effects. The brutes name was Russell or Rusty, and I have serviced him on two more...
Whether I liked it or not, sex has now well and truly become part of my life. Between my Tuesdays at the MC and my escapades at school, I now had a very active sex life. Sick-Boy had begun to learn the art of being a tattooist. I was one of his early subjects and now I had various skulls, roses and crosses spread across my neck and left shoulder. Almost every fortnight since he started learning I would have more ink added to my shoulder region. All after a Tuesday fuck session and...
Todd walked around me at all times; as he was still too embarrassed about not lasting the distance. So now Rusty was my go to guy and as he was more popular, I was getting more boys to service. All were seniors; I didn’t care as long as they paid me and I didn’t attract heat from the teachers. It was Tuesday and lunchtime and I was waiting patiently for the school bell to sound to end lunch. I was in the girl’s toilets doing my usual end of lunchtime body check in front of the large...
Introduction: My name is Jessinta Jovanoski, and I am now 16 and sexually active. I am thinly built (32-25-34) but with an athletically framed 155cm (51), 48kg (100lbs) girl. My skin is mildly tanned, I have average to small breasts (32B) and dark brown shoulder length hair, I dyed in various colors. Since I was 15 I had been have a relationship with the school Vice Principle, who I call VP. Recently I had start another relationship, with my box gym instructor, Jimmy a 40 something African...
I was fifteen and nearing sixteen if not sixteen already. My height was close to six feet tall (5’11) now and my weight had dropped in the meantime (165 pounds). I was now buying sized tens clothes and steadily smaller. Although I had lost about twenty five to thirty pounds in the past twelve months I still showed signs of chubbiness. My breasts weren’t huge but had grown slightly to 34B bra sizes. I was usually doing lines of coke with mum and her guy of the time. Mum had...
Introduction: My name is Sharon (Shaz) McLennan I am a prostitute, stripper for a biker club. But that is now. I lived in a dysfunctional family but it was my dysfunctional family. My mother was a drug addict and my father was into guys. At the time of this story I was or was almost sixteen. I was now (511 and 165 pounds with 34B breasts) and wasnt so chubby now. My mother got me in drugs and then cock. She had several boyfriends or male friends with benefits. My early addiction to drugs and...
My dear readers, I’m SO sorry I haven’t updated in…oh goodness, 2 months! Lots of happenings in my life, good and bad, but that’s hardly an excuse. I’m working on chapter 5 of Beauty Remastered as hard as I possibly can, while attempting and reattempting to start Piper, which is Joey and Danny’s story =) Wish me luck, my loves. I promise, Chapter 5 will be super exciting and wonderful and out soon! Cross my heart. For everybody who commented and voted on the earlier chapters, you are the best...
Please note that this is a work of fiction and I do not condone child abuse in the slightest, this story is just meant to titillate the reader This is a remastered version of the original with a little more detail added to give it a little more depth please let me know what you think. INTRO Chris, Are you going to come then? My mum was nagging me to come to my little sisters birthday party, She had just turned 13 and was having a big party with all her friends. OK mum, Sure I will come but I...
SoniCanvas presents... an original superhero story... Magister Draco: Remastered Prologue Do you believe that you can be part of something bigger than you? I do. Well, I used to believe it. The world of magic makes me believe that I can give happiness to everyone, then give them hope that they can be part of something magic world also introduced me to a man named Sei, a deaf man from Japan. When I'm not in a meeting with important people, I spend my time with a video of...
Magister Draco: Remastered Cursed A long-haired woman in a pink-robe was engrossed in blowing her flute in a temple with a river under the temple's bridge and a pond behind her. Together with the woman, there appeared two middle-aged bald-headed men; one man's head is more oval than the other, while the other is wearing a black hat and writing in his notebook. "I never thought Bishamon betrayed our friendship for a single prophecy," said the middle-aged man with a hat. "Just...
It didn’t bother me, as I lay in bed and staring at the ceiling. VP and I had slowly drifted away from what, we once had. I just lay there, day dreaming and thinking of Jimmy; and how much I enjoyed him fucking me and his big cock. He had me satisfied and content; for the first time in my life. I couldn’t wait until school finished; and Jimmy giving me all his worth of his gorgeous steamy black cock. I was restlessly but rested. Every now and then the taunts I received by the...
*** Annabeth Lily Moore, or simply Beth to her family and friends, sat alone in the darkened moving vehicle. Her pulse was racing and she could feel her breath coming in raggedly. She had been excitedly looking forward to this day for years, but now that it had arrived, she was terrified. The vehicle started jostling and jumping under her and she knew that they had left the road and was now in rough country. "Not too much longer" she whispered to herself in an attempt to soothe her...
"Roommate wanted, rent £200 per week..." I pulled the sign off the cafe notice board, this is exactly what I am looking for. I dialed the number on the bottom of the sign and made a date for viewing of the place and a small interview. I pulled up to the apartment gates and peered through. The building looked like a multilayer ware house, with big windows and had a certain charm. I parked just inside the gate and walked through the main doors. I looked at the text sent to me by one of the...
*Dear loves, I’m very sorry I haven’t updated in forever. =( I hope this next chapter helps in earning your forgiveness. I’m having trouble writing everything lately, just missing that spark. But, I’ll work on Chapter 6 as well as I can, and try to get it to you asap. Kisses, Almostluver* Halfway through the night, Scarlet awoke, tangled in Donovan’s arms. Her head was resting against his warm, bare chest, his heart beating steadily in her ear. One strong arm was slung around her waist, the...
Dear readers…first off, sorry for the corny tagline. Second off, thank you so much for reading this and *hint hint* voting and *even louder hint hint* commenting. You guys rock! Chapter 4 is coming soon, cross my heart, but maybe not as quickly as this one did, because I’ll be going through some intense changes over the next few weeks. But never fear. You’ll get to hear more about Donovan and Scarlet soon enough. I’m also beginning work on a story for Joey and Danny, so keep a look out for...
My very dear loves…I apologize almost every time I post, and this is no exception. You all have my deepest and sincerest sorries, from the bottom, top and all sides of my heart. First off, Chapter 8 was crap, and I really ought to have worked on it more. I feel awful about that. Second, this chapter took much longer to get on paper than I expected. So much has happened lately, it’s been hard to find time to write more than a word here and there. =( I hate excuses, but this one was real. Thank...
(Make sure to press "start game") You pinch yourself to make sure you aren't dreaming. For the 500th time, nothing happens. The cheap car you rented only gets hotter the longer you lounge in it, but you can't bring yourself to start the engine and head back to the airport. You can only sit there and lay back, looking up with the biggest smile on your face. You look over out the window at the WWE Performance Center. For those working inside, it was just another busy day. For you, however, it was...
(Plo Koon's Flagship) Revan Stood On The Hanger Deck of His Master's Flagship, Repairing His Ship's Gyro. "Commander, General Koon Requests Your Presence On The Bridge." Says Sinker. "No Can Do Sinky. If I Stop Work On This Gyro At Any Point, Next Person To Fire Up The Engines, Becomes Space Dust." Says Revan In The Engine Crawl Space. "But Commander, General Koon Was Quite Specific." Says Sinker. "As Am I, We Can Potentially Cause A Catastrophic Explosion, Or We Can Prevent One. I Can't Do...
My name is Duncan Faulkner and I was born in Olivine City in the Johto Region where I grew up with future Gym Leader Jasmine. We were in love at first sight, but our paths diverged after she became the Gym Leader, not just in the directions we took or our personalities, but our Pokémon as well. My first Pokémon was unique, as it was A Riolu. We were as inseparable as Jasmine and I before she became Gym Leader. Eventually it evolved into Lucario, and Lucario became my signature Pokémon. Amongst...
Gregory knew that Alice hadn't seen him since Friday night. However, he saw a lot of her on Saturday. He couldn't get her out of his mind; he dreamed about her red braid in his grip and woke with a throbbing erection. He drove to her apartment on Saturday morning, noting that the old car in her parking space now had four functional tires. The registration was still out of date. Sweet Alice must have been more broke than he thought. He sat in his car, reliving the pleasure of seeing her big,...
HardcoreThey marched for hours, struggling through the rough terrain, trying to put as much distance between themselves and the crash site as possible. Zhari’s leg ached constantly and her armpit was sore from leaning on the XMR stock. She wanted desperately to use another painkiller, but they only had a limited number, it would be foolish to expend them so quickly. Besides, she did not want to show weakness in front of the human pilot, McGregor. She eyed him bitterly as he strained to support her...
McGregor leaned against the cool cave wall, Zhari’s face buried in his lap as she knelt in front of him, his hand resting in her orange hair as she bobbed up and down. She sucked obediently, massaging his member with her tight throat, and coiling her slippery tongue around the shaft. “Yeah, that’s the spot ... faster.” Zhari increased her pace, lewd, wet sounds emanating from her lips. McGregor winced and forced her head down as she nursed obediently, her efforts pushing him over the edge....
“Why must we go on shore leave?” Zhari asked, trailing behind McGregor as he walked down the Pinwheel’s rotating torus. The massive lamps that were embedded in the station’s painted ceiling shone brightly, their warmth and golden light approximating that of Earth’s sun. There was a gentle curve to the floor, sloping up and out of view in both directions, planters filled with trees and flowers breaking up the monotony of the white metal. The buildings to either side of them were made to...
“Bon appetit,” McGregor declared, slamming a large pan down on the table. Zhari examined the contents, it looked like the carcass of a bird of some kind. The skin was golden brown, with white meat protruding here and there. It was resting in a bed of assorted vegetables, none of which she recognized. “What is it?” She asked skeptically. “Roast turkey, with a side of roast sweet potatoes and turnips. I figured a chicken wouldn’t make much of a meal for you. Try the vegetables, they’re cooked...
Zhari shoveled a large spoonful of the cold dessert into her mouth, her eyes fixed on the screen in front of the couch as two sides of a Medieval battlefield met, horses braying and metal clashing as they fell upon each other. She seemed to be enjoying the ice cream, as well as the movie. McGregor knew that her people weren’t too sensitive to sweet tastes, and so he had chosen a salted caramel flavor instead of the usual chocolate or vanilla. He laughed as she swallowed a hunk that was too...
“I can’t believe you wanted to watch Gone with the Wind,” McGregor complained, Zhari shushing him as she leaned forward in her seat. She was transfixed, watching the two leads as they argued. Apparently she had found her preferred genre; romance. Rather than forcing her to wear gloves, he had given Zhari her own oversized bucket of popcorn this time, and she was currently engaged in licking it clean of butter with her long tongue. There was a final swell of music as the movie came to a...
They squared off, Zhari struggling to keep her balance as she shuffled on her knees, her hands confined to the stiff gloves. How the hell was she supposed to fight like this? She had to wonder if McGregor was really trying to level the playing field with his antics, or if this was another one of his elaborate schemes. It was more likely to be the latter, considering that he had retrieved this strange gag from the box, the contents of which all seemed to be associated with sexual deviancy. It...
The next morning, I was again roused by Raz’s noisy exercising. I had no reason to believe that she wasn’t doing it just to get a rise out of me. My complaints fell on deaf ears, and so I got dressed and headed into the mess to get some food. Most of the trainees were already there, and I located a group of my friends, chatting with them as I wolfed down my breakfast. Before long, Vasiliev’s voice came in over the P.A system, and he summoned us to the briefing room. Once there, he informed us...
My sleep was a troubled one, visions of stalking tigers and ravenous monsters haunted my dreams. Raz had crossed the line, her playful teasing had become serious threats, and the fresh scars on my chest stung as a reminder. When I awoke, Raz was stretching, her lean body and graceful movements drawing my eye once again. I felt a surge of guilty arousal as I watched her from the corner of my eye, pretending that I was still asleep. Had she been serious about ‘fucking me’? Would she have gone...
The next morning, for the first time since arriving on the Pinwheel, I was awoken by my alarm rather than by Raz’s loud exercising. I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes as I looked over to see that her bunk was empty. Maybe she had actually gone to exercise in the gym like I had originally asked her to. I made my way to the mess hall in search of breakfast, and encountered Raz on the way. She was returning from the gym, sporting her distracting tube top and shorts combo. She looked wet, she must...
We were awoken by blaring alarms, the emergency lighting in the dorm glowing red. We climbed out of bed, sticky and covered in stale sweat. Raz kissed the back of my neck, and I rubbed my eyes, wondering what time it was. “What is it?” she asked, “a drill?” “I don’t think so,” I replied, concern replacing my grogginess. “Let’s get our uniforms on, I think something serious might be happening.” We got dressed and opened the door to the hall, poking our heads out to see that the other...
We marched for a while longer, Vasiliev and the wounded Krell hanging near the back, with the armed humans at the front. We’d figured out how to use the shield projectors, they were handy little things, devices about the size of a wrist-mounted computer that could create a barrier of plasma roughly the size of a garbage can lid. If we came across more Bugs, we could use their own tactics against them. “You doing alright, Raz?” I asked as she walked beside me. “What, this?” she asked as she...
Once the station was secured, and they were certain that no more Bugs were hiding out in service tunnels or air ducts, the state of emergency was lifted. The crimson glow was finally replaced with the warmth of the sunlamps, the barriers returning to their recesses in the deck, and the cool breeze once again rustling the leaves of what trees remained. The damage to the station was extensive but mostly superficial. Besides for the breaches that the boarding craft had punctured in the hull,...
When we arrived back at the barracks, we packed up our belongings, then Raz visited the showers to clean off all of the sweat and blood that still coated her skin from the prior battle. She changed into a fresh uniform, as the other one had been stained by Bug juice and shredded by their knives, then we hung out in the mess hall for a while. War was hungry work, and we had worked up quite an appetite. The trainees had all been reunited again, and our friends were eager to hear about our...
“But I don’t want to drill with the Krell,” the Borealan recruit protested, her brow furrowing as she glanced over at one of the massive reptiles. She clutched her long, bayoneted XMR against her chest, her fuzzy tail flicking back and forth in irritation. “They’re so big and slow, they won’t be able to keep up!” “You’ll do as the Instructor tells you,” Raz chided, a sting in her voice. “Or you’ll have to answer to me.” The younger Borealan recoiled, hunching her shoulders in a display of...
This story is a two part. We did it my way, then her way. Enjoy The first part is about how a schoolgirl fantasy, that I wanted to do with my girlfriend. The second part is how my girlfriend did the same kind of fantasy, but she had a twist of her own to do it. It all started, when we looking up costume on what to be for her Halloween company party. She wanted to be something sexy because everyone in her office think it's kind of boring, and she wants to change that. We were looking online and...
StraightThe final day of term was mighty hectic. A lot of tears and taking of phone numbers, addresses, future education plans, ‘I’m sure going to miss you ladies. It’s been a real gas. We’ve had some fabulous times together and I just hope we’ll bump into each other sometime in the future,’ I said. And then it hit me! That’s what it was - Paul. I had really been missing him since our liaison and, stupidly I didn’t even know what his surname was! Later that day I would be even further away from him...
I am Jean a 49 year old woman, an administrative worker for a local high school who is going to tell you one of my own personal stories. I date regularly but for a few years now all of the men I have been dating have not fulfilled in me what I have always craved. When I was a younger engaged in a lot of sex to men who knew how to satisfy my sexual desire to be used and abused by them for their sexual pleasure. Using me for that purpose is something that really gets me off and is what is...
THE HUSBAND, THE WIFE AND THE SCHOOLBOYSPart OneLet me explain. My name is Justin. I am a healthylooking 40-year-old married guy and in quite good shape. Not film star shape but I can still pull acompliment or two. I was lucky to marry an extremelypretty, little women called Carrie. She is still 30and we have been married for 10 years so you haveprobably guessed that she was 20 when we married. Iwas lucky, O.K? She has certainly stayed in shape andher slim body pert little upturned breasts and...
“Mmmhh….look at that little ass,” I said to Diana. “John you have to be joking me, she’s like 14 years old and technically your student,” Diana said as a cute girl with a perfect ass walked away wearing a tight school uniform. “Yeah but we both agree she is really hot,” I said. “Does your wife know what a spoil you are?” Diana asked. “No. you’re not going to tell her, are you Diana?” I asked while laughing. I sat back in my chair with an evil grin on my face. We sat there in silence for...
Diana and I work at a Private school in the city as teachers, to be honest, the job is boring with all the teaching and staff meetings and to keep ourselves entertained we have to keep ourselves with odd conversations. I’m 28 years old, fairly good looking and I have worked with Diana for about a month.“Mmmhh….look at that little ass,” I said to Diana.“John you have to be joking me, she’s like 14 years old and technically your student,” Diana said as a cute girl with a perfect ass walked away...
It's Sunday morning! The last four days have been a blur, controlling the sexual life of three women. Having sex with them and directing two of them to give their husbands to the third. They’ve written accounts of their encounters. They’ve begun to share their fantasy lives with me through their Fantasy Journals. They have each confirmed submission through specific tasks. It is my decision today will be a day of rest and reflection, on my end. Because they easily worked as a team to give...
My names Chris, im 23 years old and this is a story of what happened about a month ago. I work in a local Record shop, iv'e been there for a couple of years it's not a ideal job but I enjoy it and it pays my bills. As it's a small shop it never gets very busy so I work there fulltime with my Manageress and a guy that works there at weekends. My Manageress is 42 years old and for the sake of this story i'm going call her Pam. Me and Pam get on really well, we have worked together for a good few...
Group SexMy interest in sex really started when I was about teens. One Saturday morning in the 1950s I was at home whilst my parents had gone out to visit my gran. The only other person in the house was my brother, Joe, who was just over a year older than me. I was doing my homework downstairs when I hit a snag. I needed a ruler and I’d left mine at school. I knew my brother probably had one and popped up to his bedroom to borrow one. He mustn’t have heard me coming up the stairs and opening his...
Melody Smith's Schooldaysby Eve AdorerChapter 15 – My Vacation Vocation Supremely aroused as I had become holding the divine Deneel in a tender embraceas the ultimate phase of Maiden Mead making had been given over to me,a long tepid shower was needed to lower the summit of my ardour and saveme from the evil compulsion to touch myself. My body came down from its peak of heat but very slowly. My mind continuedlost in the maze of lust for the remainder of the sleepless night through whichI...
Transition to Vikki, part six (reworked)Chapters one through eight of original story, completely rewritten (final draft). Story continues from chapter nine as My transition to Vikki.Next chapter of Steven's change into becoming Vikki, initial steps are taken and new friends made.This is the next part of the story, like those before it has been taken back to the laptop and reworked. Additions have been made, some other parts were removed. Typo's were corrected, grammar has been brushed up and...
Transition to Vikki, part five (reworked)Chapters one through eight of original story, completely rewritten (final draft). Story continues from chapter nine as My transition to Vikki.Continuing the story of Steve, Gina and Valerie's sexual adventures after his first encounter. This is the next reworked chapter in the story. Altered, edited and amended to remove typos, grammar errors and story cock ups. This follows the previous parts one to four amended editions.As I've seen from other people's...
Transition to Vikki, part three (reworked)Chapters one through eight of original story, completely rewritten (final draft). Story continues from chapter nine as My transition to Vikki.Next part of how Steven Jennings became Vikki. A new playmate is encountered and life stories of the main characters begin to be told. Following after the two newer rewrites, this one has also been updated. Typos have been corrected, grammar put straight and plot errors sorted out. Some parts have been added,...
Transition to Vikki, part two (reworked)Chapters one through eight of original story, completely rewritten (final draft). Story continues from chapter nine as My transition to Vikki.Continuing the story of Steven Jennings, Gina and his transformation to Vikki. This is part two of the reworked original story. All original scripts have been rewritten to this new format. Changes have been made to streamline the story where I thought it was needed. Typos corrected, grammar put right and story plot...
Transition to Vikki, part one (reworked)Chapters one through eight of original story, completely rewritten (final draft). Story continues from chapter nine as My transition to Vikki.The full story of Steven Jennings and how he left his previous life behind for someone new.This story takes numerous chapters to tell. After most of the original drafts were written well over a year ago, I thought it was high time to take them back to the laptop and look at them again. There they were read through,...
215 Wendy and Andrew reworked This story has been reworked due to hubby sending me his version of his involvement!They were living in Norfolk it was a nice house, not new but very well appointed, it had a long and secluded garden at its rear fenced to 6ft on all sides. A neighbouring house was the only other home in range so the pretty 38year-old Wendy always sunbathed nude. Her husband Andrew and she being the only ones around except as I said the one next-door neighbour, she tended to throw...
“Finally I found you Amanda. I thought we were going to meet at the end of the school day and instead you just ditch me. Do you mind telling me why” Jenny said, the hurt clearly sounding in her voice. Amanda stopped and turned as her friend caught up to her on the street. They were a few blocks from school although not on the route they normally took home. Amanda looked at the sky but if she was hoping for divine intervention to whisk her away or at least inspire her tongue on what to...
This is a true story related to me by a long time childhood friend from a time when we were in high school. He told me this story one night after a few drinks and he knew I was writing a book about sexual experiences. I will not identify anyone by their last names. It involved 3 people. As I write this I will emphasize conversations between the parties as to allow the reader to better understand this story. MISS SUE; About early 60s, tall and average build, always short...
"BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!" Laura Poultney-Davis woke to the sound of loud hammering and rending of timber. "Oh what now! As if that row last night wasn't bad enough I have to be woken up by bloody workmen." She thought back to the argument that had raged the previous evening. She didn't want to marry that peasant from Birchtree Farm. "How can they expect me to even try to seduce such an uncouth slob?" she asked herself. But of course her parents insisted that it would be to her benefit...
When Good Schoolgirls Behave Badly, They Are Paddled. Part 1, ?On Guard?Disclaimer: Warner Brothers and their studio partners own the show and characters depicted in the show. All similarities to persons living or dead are pure coincidence. .This story is a parody and the story begins with girls behaving badly. Rory is accosted and pulled into an in prop meeting, coup held in preparation to remove Paris as editor of the school paper. Her demands and constant re-writes have caused a mutiny...