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Copyright 1999 by Elaine Blankenship and Shannen Greggs. All rights reserved. ============================== Esperanza by BoyChiq and Lainie Lee The rain came down hard, harder, hardest near Buttonwillow. I had got stuck behind a couple of big rigs going up a hill. The wet gloom made mid-after-noon into almost-night. Just as I slowed to no more than a walking pace, the right-hand door of my car opened and a girl climbed in. She dripped water on my seat cushions and turned...
I’m just a regular 21 year old girl, I’m 5’6″, slim and quite top heavy. But then that doesn’t really matter as you are going to imagine your own fantasy girl as you are reading this. I would like to say now this story is based on truth. So allow me to begin to tell you all on how it came about me becoming Casper’s little slut. As I was growing up as a little girl I have always had an affinity towards dogs, they just seem to get me if you can understand that...
9:00 PM … Darkness had finally set in, the sun having retreated in the western sky over an hour ago. Dressed in black, the stealthy figure moved in the shadows, down the street through the neighborhood. A car turning onto the street cast the beam of its headlights into the yard in front of the silent figure. Quickly moving into the bushes the shadowy figure dropped to a prone position, the lights passing barely overhead. As the car drove on down...
9:00 PM … Darkness had finally set in, the sun having retreated in the western sky over an hour ago. Dressed in black, the stealthy figure moved in the shadows, down the street through the neighborhood. A car turning onto the street cast the beam of its headlights into the yard in front of the silent figure. Quickly moving into the bushes the shadowy figure dropped to a prone position, the lights passing barely overhead. As the car drove on down the...
9:00 PM … Darkness had finally set in, the sun having retreated in the western sky over an hour ago. Dressed in black, the stealthy figure moved in the shadows, down the street through the neighborhood. A car turning onto the street cast the beam of its headlights into the yard in front of the silent figure. Quickly moving into the bushes the shadowy figure dropped to a prone position, the lights passing barely overhead. As the...
VoyeurPeriwinkle Pink Part 2 By Cheryl Lynn This is a force feminization fiction story. Part 1 should be read first for this to make sense. Any similarity to real life is purely accidental. It is not for the sweet/sentimental reader. All standard disclaimers apply and may be downloaded for personal use only. Any other use by author's permission. Comments are most welcome at [email protected]. Periwinkle Pink Part 2 As Perry stepped out of the bathroom, he was blushing as...
Chapter 5 When we landed in Las Vegas it was in the middle of the night and there was a black limousine waiting for us on the tarmac.“Let’s go, we have work to do,” said Supergirl and got up.Inside the limousine was a manila envelope which she gave to me. I opened it and found a passport, credits cards, a driver’s license, all in the name of Lisa Compton, aged twenty-one. I realized the age was meant to let me into any bar, restaurant, nightclub in the world. If I had been made to be eighteen,...
BisexualPERSIAN STYLE VENGEACE SUPERGIRL: VOLUNTARY SLAVERY By Sonya Esperanto? [email protected] Supergirl is a property of DC Comics. This is a non profit story for no one below 18. Synopsis: About a world where most men died out from a virus, leaving only a small few. Supergirl also is desperately horny and even would subject herself to be a bdsm slave to any man still alive Story Supergirl flew on the sky above, realizing that a world without men was boring, that is if you...
PERSIAN STYLE VENGEACE ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Supergirl and Powergirl ? Snob?s Pleasure By? Sonya? Esperanto? [email protected] Synopsis: Supergirl and Powergirl are property of DC COMICS. This is not a story intended for profit-making. This is also not intended for anyone below the age of 18. Supergirl and Powergirl fall under the power of a jealous celebrity, who...
Periwinkle Pink By Cheryl Lynn This is a work of forced femininization fiction and all the standard disclaimers apply. This story is not for the sweet/sentimental reader. It may be downloaded for personal use only. Any other use by author's permission. Comments are welcome at [email protected] Periwinkle Pink Perry Mathews had just turned eighteen and graduated high school. He was a scrawny mop haired young man with bright sapphire blue eyes. He was brought up in a...
“Jim, I’ll see you in a few days. Okay? Honey?” “Yeah,” I responded to Mel. “Of course, babe. I was just… just missing you already!” I forced a smile and a small laugh. I watched Mel as she walked away from me towards the elevator of my hotel. She valet parked, so there wasn’t any reason for me to follow her downstairs. She gave me a smile and a little wave as she stepped into the elevator car. Reluctantly, I stepped back into my hotel room. God, I hate this place. But,...
Co-written by: Mojavejoe420 and Melanieatplay © 2016 (Please read parts 1 & 2 as this is a continuation of the story! After a beautiful afternoon of lovemaking and some sodomy, Melanie has just revealed to our hero, me, that debonair and dapper gentlemen only twenty-some-odd years older than her, that she is sleeping with my daughter. And she told me this as I was cooking her dinner!) “Sweet Dreams Are Made of This” I took the tongs and carefully placed the chicken breasts back...
By: Mojavejoe420 ©2016 Edited and Inspired by Mel(melanieatplay) (Dearest reader, please read the first chapter. This won’t make much sense all by itself!) “Caught Up In A Dream” Melanie found some of my daughter Alice’s looser fitting clothes and struggled into them. The Uber driver was two minutes away. Maybe, I thought. Just maybe, we can get Melanie out of here without a major scene with my hungover wife. I creaked open Alice’s door and peered out into the hall. My bedroom...
By MojaveJoe420 © 2016 Edited and Inspired by Mel (melanieatplay) (Author's Note: Howdy all! This one has more story than sex, so it isn't a quick wank job for ya. But work through it if you can, there's a pretty good payoff towards the end. This is part 1 of 3. Thank you for checking out my tale.) Today was shaping up to be like most any other Thursday; pretty boring. My daughter Alice turned 21 today and, despite promising me that she and I would go get her first legal...
"When did you learn about him?" "Your father never lied to me." "Where is he?" It was supper time. "Father called him away." "You were going to tell me." Mother smiled. "I'm glad I didn't have to." "How-?" It was the hardest question. "You know about stem cells. They can become sperm cells." "That's not legal." "Not yet. The country where you were conceived was more like an enclave of mad scientists." "You're getting too comic book on...
I never saw Tamara again. She didn't respond to my one text congratulating her. After thinking about it, that probably wasn't what she wanted from me. Mother pouted. Dad had actually laughed in public. It was like she'd never known the man, and she blamed me. In a bizarre form of punishment, she started wearing lipstick. It was blatant. She applied a deep red pigment to her cumulus lips, weekdays while Father was at work. One day, her father caught her wearing it. I was given twenty...
Two strangers, two lives, intertwined by the strangest of circumstances, chance perhaps, destiny certain. This is their tale… I’d lived in New York City all my life, the hustle, the bustle as much a part of me as the blood that ran through my veins. Mostly, I had let the city pass me by, content to observe rather than to partake, at least until now. I know not why I found myself in Central Park that day, only that the desire to do something, anything to keep my life from continuing down the...
Jenny was practically vibrating she was so excited. She’d been dating Eric for a little over a year. He was the one … She was sure of it. On the anniversary of their first date, he showed up at her office dressed in the exact clothes he had been wearing that night. They went to the same restaurant, ordered the same meal. Back at his place, he’d rented the movie they had gone to see. Everything was perfect. It was more than perfect, because this time they made love on the soft shag rug in...
(Three weeks later, and we find Jim has moved out to a hotel. He and Mel have been seeing each other for three Friday nights, and she stays over but goes back to Alice on Saturday. We catch them as she's leaving on a Saturday morning.) “Jim, I’ll see you in a few days. Okay? Honey?”“Yeah,” I responded to Mel. “Of course, babe. I was just… just missing you already!” I forced a smile and a small laugh.I watched Mel as she walked away from me towards the hotel elevator. She gave me a smile and a...
Love StoriesAfter a beautiful afternoon of lovemaking and some sodomy, Melanie has just revealed to our hero, me, that debonair and dapper gentlemen only twenty-some-odd years older than her, that she is sleeping with my daughter. And she told me this as I was cooking her dinner!I took the tongs and carefully placed the chicken breasts back into the bubbling sauce. As I ladled the sauce over the chicken, Melanie seemed to think I went deaf.“Did you hear me?” she asked.“Yeah, I did. That’s awesome. She’s a...
HardcoreMelanie found some of my daughter Alice’s looser fitting clothes and struggled into them. The Uber driver was two minutes away. Maybe, I thought. Just maybe, we can get Melanie out of here without a major scene with my hungover wife.Dressed in my skivvies, I creaked open Alice’s door and peered out into the hall. My bedroom door was shut, where my wife was still, hopefully, sleeping. I waved Melanie out and we raced downstairs to the laundry room. She picked up her clothes from last night and...
Love StoriesToday was shaping up to be like most any other Thursday; pretty boring. My daughter Alice turned twenty one today and, despite promising me that she and I would go get her first legal cocktail together, she went out after work with her new friends from the law firm. She just started interning a month ago, but seemed to have already made many friends. I'm proud of her for that, but still, I wanted to buy her first drink!Since it was about 4:30 in the afternoon, I figured my wife Suzie had...
SpankingPerchance to Dream "Goodnight!" you type to me, finishing up another fun chat session. Anotherexhausting day behind you, you stretch in your computer chair and push backfrom the desk. It's almost 1am and you have to study again for most of theday tomorrow to get ready for your finals. You run your hands through your hair a few times to get it out of your eyes,and head over to your bed and begin taking your clothes off. A slight draftfrom one of the large windows in your room makes your nipples...
Today was shaping up to be like most any other Thursday; pretty boring. My daughter Alice turned 21 today and, despite promising me that she and I would go get her first legal cocktail together, she was going out after work with her new friends from the law firm where she just started interning a month ago. Since it was about 4:30 in the afternoon, I figured my wife Suzie had cracked open that new box of chardonnay by now. Yeah, I know. Wine in a box. At least it’s cheap that way, like a volume...
Melanie found some of my daughter Alice’s looser fitting clothes and struggled into them. The Uber driver was two minutes away. Maybe, I thought. Just maybe, we can get Melanie out of here without a major scene with my hungover wife. I creaked open Alice’s door and peered out into the hall. My bedroom door was shut, where my wife was still, hopefully, sleeping. I waved Melanie out and we raced downstairs to the laundry room. She picked up her purse, shoes, and clothes from last night and we...
"You want us to watch Shannon until the fireworks are over, and then to bring her home?" Ryan Cameron didn't really have a question about what Rev. Powell wanted; he just needed a minute to consider the consequences. It was Saturday, July 4, and the fireworks were scheduled for later that night. "Oh could I, Mr. Cameron?" Shannon Powell begged. "I would appreciate it," Rev. Powell said. "I don't have to read my sermon from the pulpit, but I do have to write it down. And today I've...
She was driving home from the Doctor’s appointment; steering with her right hand while her left rested on her stomach. She was thinking of the future and her husband as she approached the intersection. The light was green her way and had been for a bit as the stopped traffic had cleared out. She was half way through the intersection when the street racer, who was trying to out run the police, hit her broadside. He awoke from the dream, covered in sweat and shaking. Scrubbing his hands over...
I called off my date with Gina. I told her in person. "Too bad. I was considering buying black fishnets for the occasion." "On you, they might have turned into a fetish for me." "Instead, you turned into a shit." Her shaking head underscored disapproval. "Look. You're only interested in playing, pretending more than participating. I won't get what I need trying it with you. "I would have made it worth your time and, ahem, effort." Her swallow following her words spoke truer....
I never saw Tamara again. She didn't respond to my one text congratulating her. After thinking about it, that probably wasn't what she wanted from me. Mother pouted. Dad had actually laughed in public. It was like she'd never known the man, and she blamed me. In a bizarre form of punishment, she started wearing lipstick. It was blatant. She applied a deep red pigment to her cumulus lips, weekdays while Father was at work. One day, her father caught her wearing it. I was given twenty...
The first half of this summer’s interns arrived in late May. We met them Monday morning, shaking hands as we moved through the much larger than normal group. The first half of the interns was more than we had in total last summer. Of course, we also had a lot more work to do. I noticed a timid-looking young Hispanic woman near the back of the group as we approached. When I neared her, she genuflected to one knee. “Holy Shaman Parker,” she said reverently in Mayan, her voice quivering with...
Sally was released from “sleep-jail” in time to join us for breakfast. The room was full of knowing smirks when she immediately claimed my lap, and she almost behaved herself with only one quick grope she claimed was an accident. She made no excuses for the kiss she gave me right before we left for work. She worked like a girl possessed all morning, again claiming my lap at lunch. That’s where her parents found her when they came by to get her. Sally looked very pleased with herself when they...
By mid-October, Anna Belle and Jasper were growing live corals and several species of tropical fish in a large aquarium in the basement of the Van Buskirk house where they'd set up their lab. By November, they were experimenting with small pieces of that coral in separate tanks with varying levels of salinity and acidity, trying to recreate ocean changes already happening with global warming and the drastically increased absorption of carbon dioxide. With Elmer's help and often under his...
Juniper and I had a great dinner, even if, strictly speaking, it wasn't Italian. We agreed that Ramizotti's hours, varied menu, and prices all were superior, even to Sabatino's. I had her home at a reasonable hour, teasing her a little about still living with her parents at her age -- almost twenty-four. "They still want me around," she said, "and they're good people. I couldn't love Pops any more if he was my real dad, and ever since he came into our lives, Mom's been happier and...
We split the four-game series with the Sox and gratefully flew home Sunday night for a welcome open date on Monday to be followed by three night games against the Yankees. I hadn't been called upon again in Boston, but the way the season was progressing, I felt comfortable that I would be getting into games with reasonable frequency. The current ridiculous .200 batting average didn't prey on my mind, because I knew I was only one hit away from .333. Early-season batting averages are...
Juniper enjoyed Monday night so much she took a mental health day off from work on Tuesday and we spent most of the morning in bed. I called Mary Jane and asked her whether I could drop by on Wednesday morning to talk to her instead, and she raised no objection. I hadn't been told that my talk with Juniper's mom was something I was supposed to keep a secret, but I kept it to myself anyway. The Red Sox came in Tuesday night and thoroughly whipped our ass, 13-4. We were never in it, and...
We lost the final game in Minneapolis, but we managed to take some encouragement from it because for once it was our offense and not the pitching that had fallen down on the job. Sam Bailey had his first good outing since early April, giving up only two runs in seven innings. For Sam, it was a no-decision, but we still ended up on the short end, 3-2. For once, there were no delays at the airport, and we were on the ground in Toronto and busing in to our downtown hotel well before 9 p.m. I...
Cleveland was inhospitable, beating us three out of four at "Progressive" Field (formerly known as "Jacobs Field"). Along with Baltimore's fans in the stands, I found myself hoping that the Orioles never got so desperate for spare change that they would sell "naming rights" to Oriole Park at Camden Yards. I'd seen an Internet blog where one local man said that on the day Camden Yards was renamed something like Pillsbury Park or Folger's Field, he would be through showing up for ball...
Casper takes me HeavenI moaned low in my throat as the plum sized dark head of Casper’s black dick reached my wet, swollen pussy lips. I begged him to fuck me as he teased me with the head of his hard cock. "Are you ready for me, bitch? I am going to tear that pussy up…”I moaned and nodded my head as his cock starting pushing into my tight hole. Casper’s hands held onto my thighs as he pushed my body down on his cock. My tight cunt stretched as his huge cock impaled me, my juices dripped down...
Pluto was rudely awakened by a loud dinner triangle, ringing as Persephone walked down the stairs. “Time to eat up slave!” as she walked down the spiral staircase. Pluto had been locked into the large cage he had seen the night before. He was still completely naked, save for the chastity cage which very uncomfortably suffocated his penis. He looked up and his jaw nearly dropped. He had seen Persephone last night, but that was in a confusing, hazy daze. Now he had his full senses about him and...
Chapter 1It was cold and snowflakes were slowly drifting to the ground around me where I sat on a thin piece of cardboard. The people around me hardly gave me a look as they entered or left the bus station.“Could you spare some change, please?” I said to an older woman.She ignored me and hurried off.“Change, please?” this to a man in his forties.“Get a fucking job.”“Can you help me with one?”“Yeah, you can give me a blowjob,” he laughed as he walked past.“Fucking asshole!” I screamed at him,...
BisexualIt was in the wee hours of the morning when I finally drove Juniper home. We said goodnight at her family's front door without any further pyrotechnics. In contrast to my first night taking her to this door, this time she wasn't flirtatious or eager to bestow a kiss on me before we so much as left the car. We just walked up to the front door, she said goodnight, and that was the ballgame. Speaking of ballgames, I was due at Camden Yards in approximately eleven hours. It would behoove me...
Back at my apartment, Juniper and I had the most enchanting night together since we'd met. The sex was exhausting, almost desperate, but we managed to make it loving and tender at the same time. Afterward, we relaxed together, still lying naked on top of the sheets. Each of us was nursing one of my favorite treats -- a homemade root beer float. I felt contentment washing over me like a gentle ocean wave. I felt new confidence that we were going to really make this thing work. Happiness is...
It turned out that Mary Jane Jones (I still chuckled every time I uttered that name) was more than pleased to invite me to dinner. I was to arrive at seven p.m. for dinner at eight. Franklin was to entertain me with old war stories while she and Juniper prepared our meal. When I arrived, Juniper greeted me at the door all cheerful and friendly. I received a little hug and a kiss on the cheek, after which she led me into a very large room where Franklin was watching Jeopardy! on a big-screen...
Boston was only a game and a half behind the Yankees in the AL East race, and since the league's wild card playoff team was looking more and more likely to come from the AL West, the Red Sox knew their only sure path to the post-season was through Yankee Stadium. The same thing was technically true of the Orioles, but we were now five games back, and the likelihood of our overtaking both contenders was, in truth, very slender indeed. So the always-frenzied Red Sox faithful were a few...
Persephone finally had Pluto where she wanted him. It had been a tiring chase, but she knew the prize was worth it. With most men being hunted nearly to extinction, she was determined not to let this one get away. Now he was tied down on her milking table, in the depths of her dungeon. And she was going to extract every drop of semen from him however she could.With technological advances and women's growing superior intellect, most women decided that the world did not need men and all of their...
PERCY PERIWINKLE'S PASSAGE PART II - PERCY'S PROGRESS by sissystevie The big black car whizzed down Federal Highway 53 not far from Fromage, Wisconsin with Miss Wilhelmina Willing Waxwell at the wheel. Seated beside her was one Percy Prigmoore Periwinkle. It was one month to the day since they had made this journey. Percy shuddered as he recalled the last trip back from the Society of Enlightened Ladies in the trunk of...
When I got to the park, Franklin Jones found me in the clubhouse and told me, quietly, that Juniper had asked him to invite me over after the game. Evidently, she hadn't wanted to count on my hearing by telephone from Carla. "How'd she seem?" I asked Franklin. I was confident that Juniper's stepfather and I were on the same side of this issue. I could expect him to talk straight to me. "Not good," he said. "I got all encouraged when she told me to invite you to come by, but her...
I did go back to Colorado for a quick visit with my family during the All-Star break. I'd told them about Juniper, and they'd been pleased that perhaps I'd found somebody I really cared about. Earlier, before I went home, I'd also told them about our break-up, so when I got there they already knew the bare essentials -- that there'd been this brief romance, it hadn't worked out, and Number One Son was back to his bachelor ways once again. Like parents everywhere would have been, my...
I drove directly to Franklin's house, calling him on the way to let him know I was coming and to ask Mary Jane to start softening Juniper up for a meeting with me. It still wasn't entirely clear whether she would be willing to see me. Franklin said he had spoken to the psychiatrist and that Dr. Mendelssohn had called Juniper afterward on her cell. "They might be still talking now," he said. When I got there, I gratefully accepted a steaming cup of coffee from Mary Jane and sat down...
On Friday morning, Juniper and I got up and dressed for the day. She seemed alert and less affected by her drug regimen, although when I asked her about it, she assured me that she was still taking the prescribed drug as her doctor had instructed. I put my Thursday clothes back on, and we walked into the kitchen together. Mary Jane greeted us without so much as a raised eyebrow and asked me if I was interested in breakfast. I was. "I have to be at Dr. Mendelssohn's office in forty-five...
PERCY PERIWINKLE'S PASSAGE PART I - PERCY'S PLIGHT by sissystevie "Another great brainstorm gone afoul!" the young man thought. "A tea party at the Society of Enlightened Ladies in friggin' Fromage, Wisconsin, now that sounds like a rockin' good time! Gimme a break! "How in God's name did I end up like this? Another stupid outfit that I can't move in is bad enough, but why out in public? How in hell's name can they dress a...
PERCY PERIWINKLE'S PASSAGE PART III - PERCY'S PERFECT PURGATORY by sissystevie For the third time in as many months Percy Prigmoore Periwinkle found himself zipping down a highway near Fromage, Wisconsin at a speed well in excess of most police radar scales. Both prior trips to the elegant clubhouse of the Society of Enlightened Ladies had ended badly for the hapless sissy. Each had pushed him deeper into the satin trap of a pansy-nancyboy faggot. Yes, "faggot" - for now...
Percy McQuinn By Cheryl Lynn This is an adaptation from my "Momma's Good Girl." It can stand alone but recommend reading "Momma's" for better understanding. It should answer the questions left by commenters. All the standard disclaimers apply. This story may be downloaded for personal use only. Any other use is strictly prohibited unless approved by the author. As usual, this story is not for the sweet/sentimental reader. Comments are welcome at...
After commencing my final year at high school I encountered Percy, a new pupil in our school who also happened to be in my class. First of all let me ask, who the hell would call their child, Percy? What a nerdish name! As if that wasn’t bad enough, Percy was one of the most awkward individuals I had ever met. Physically, he had absolutely nothing going for him. Percy was a large lumbering oaf. He wasn’t really overweight, but he had a really big backside that made the top of his body...
Gay MaleTopper was written by Thorne Smith, made into a movie in 1937; with sequels: 1939, 1941 and a TV show from 1953-1955 01) Good Deeds Are Where They Find You By Ron Dow75 [email protected] "Mr. Topper," the senior bank manager's secretary said, as she opened the office door, "I'll be leaving now. Is there any..." She stopped because there, behind his desk, the distinguished man in his late-fifties had his arms up and out at the elbows, swinging them around as if he doing...
Scene 1: (Gregory forces a young couple into dark alley with a gun. He is wearing a gray hoodie and jeans. The couple are wearing a fancy clothes for a night out on the town, as well as warm coats for the cold.) Gregory: Give me your purse and don't say a word. Woman: Please just take it. (The woman hands over her purse, before the mugger shoots the man first. He turns the gun on the woman.) Woman: Please ... don't... (The mugger pulls the trigger again, and rushes off) Scene 2: (The...
Supergirl - PainslutBy Greg All comments are welcome at [email protected] kicked Supergirl, causing another cry coming from her mouth, as she fell down on the floor with her hands tied behind her back with shining, green cuffs. Her costume was tattered in many parts, she was also barefoot. Her blonde hair was in mess. Her left eye had dark mark around, her nose was probably broken and blood still trailed from the corners of her mouth. "Move over, slut", said villain, kicking her one more...
We lost the Sunday game in Toronto and were back to six games under .500 for the season. My personal batting slump continued, and although Paul Warren was as inscrutable as always, I thought our hitting coach, B.J. Surhoff, was starting to show signs of concern about having to rely on me for other than occasional bench strength. I could tell he was casting about for something to say to me that might snap me out of it. If Warren and the coaches knew anything about the blowup with Juniper,...