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?I have to get to Tonga today!? Can?t you help me??

My name is Julie Hudson.? I am a freelance photographer and I?ve been hired to do a photo shoot on the small island of Tonga.? If I don?t get there today, the job will go to someone else.? To say that I am desperate is an understatement.

The person I am talking to is Jim Carmichael, the pilot of the local air service here in Brisbane.? He is a tall, handsome man, about thirty, with sparkling gray eyes and a mouth that is in a perpetual smile.? If I had more time, I would have liked to get to know him more intimately but I don?t.? I repeat my question.

?Please, Jim, I really need to get there!?

?I don?t know, Julie.? There?s a pretty bad storm brewing just South of here.? Can?t you wait until it passes??

?No, I must be there by this evening!? I?ll pay you double if you?ll take me now!?

?OK, but it?s against my better judgement.? Get your gear and let?s board.?

The twin engine Cessna took off easily and in moments we were over blue water.? I gazed down at the expanse of nothing as Jim gained altitude and then I settled back and closed my eyes, hoping to take a little nap.

I was awakened by the violent shaking of the aircraft and found Jim fighting to maintain control of the plane.? All around us were dark clouds and rain was pelting the windshield.

?What is this?? I asked.

?That storm I warned you about.? I?m trying to find an altitude we can get to without using oxygen.? Didn?t think to add any canisters so we?re stuck to something under 10,000 feet.? Even that?s risky!?

My stomach was doing a real number now as the plane dropped what seem a thousand feet and suddenly rose up again.? I clasped my arms across my chest and hugged myself to keep from shaking.

The engine on the right side suddenly sputtered and coughed.? Jim looked over with troubled eyes while trying to restart the idle motor.

?Uh Oh!? We got real problems!?

?

The plane began to descend at a rapid rate and I strained to see something outside but everything was getting darker and darker.

?Where are we??

?Not sure,? he replied, ?but somewhere between Brisbane and Tonga.? This wind has blown us way off course and my radio doesn?t pick up any signals.? Got to find something we can land on before too long, though.?

As we descended, I could see the sweat break out on Jim?s forehead as he fought the controls.? The storm increased in ferocity and the plane was buffeted about like a dandelion in the wind.? I began to shiver and I wished I had worn more than a T-shirt and khaki shorts.? Suddenly the clouds parted a bit and I could see a small island beneath us.

?Jim!? There?s land!? We?re over an island!?

?Yeah, I see it.? Now if I can just ease her down on that beach!?

The waves were crashing on to the shore and I wondered how Jim was ever going to land in this horrific wind.? We were still bouncing around like a yo-yo and we couldn?t have been over 100 feet above the water.

?Hang on!? Jim shouted, seconds before the plane struck the water.? I flew forward and banged my head on the instrument panel, causing me to black out.? I was dimly aware of being in the water and being pulled from the plane.? After that, I couldn?t remember anything.

I came to, laying face down on the beach with waves gently breaking over my legs.? I felt a warmth on my back and slowly realized that it had quit raining.? I raised myself up on my elbows and looked around.? As far as I could see in either direction, the beach ran with a jungle beginning some fifty yards back from the water.? Jim was nowhere to be seen.

I sat up and surveyed myself to see what, if anything, was out of place.? Aside from a torn T-shirt, I appeared to be uninjured.? Shakily, I stood up and brushed the sand from my face.

?Hey!?

I was startled at the sound of the voice and turned to see Jim emerging from the jungle.? He was carrying a bag in one hand and a big knife in the other.

?Good to see you?re up and about.? Feel OK??

?Yea, I think so.? What have you got??

?I was able to grab a few supplies from the plane before it sank.? I missed the beach about a hundred yards before that wave grabbed us.? A couple of trips back, after I got you ashore, was all the time I had.? I?ve been looking around.? Looks like we?re the only ones on this place, as far as I could see.? The good news is there is plenty of fruit around and I found a small fresh water stream about a quarter of a mile into the jungle.? Hungry??

?Starved!? So, what are our chances of getting rescued??

Jim handed me a couple of bananas from the bag while he proceeded to carve up a mango.?

?Well, I?m not sure where in the hell we are.? If we?re in the shipping lanes, we should be able to attract attention with a bonfire.? Maybe they?ll send out search planes looking for us when we don?t arrive in Tonga.? Until then, we?ll just have to make the best of it.?

Jim had salvaged a parachute from the plane and we used that to erect a shelter just inside the jungle.? Wet, afraid and hungry, I spent my first night.

As the days passed, I began to give up all hope that we would be found.? There was no sign of any passing ships or planes overhead.? I must confess that I was not uncomfortable living on the island.? Jim was a good provider of food and water and the shelter he had constructed protected us from the monsoon rains that came every evening.? He had not attempted any passes toward me which left me a bit confused but I enjoyed his company.

As time passed, our clothing became more and more disreputable.? With the combination of sun and rain, my T-shirt was little more than a few shreds of cloth.? Likewise, my shorts had torn in the most revealing places and did little to cover my ass.? Jim had long since tossed his shirt and was down to his trousers that he had removed the legs from.? His muscular body was on display and I couldn?t help but stare at him constantly.? I thought of taking a piece of the parachute to make a sarong out of but it was rapidly deteriorating as well.

After we had been marooned for more than a month, I was down to my thong panties and a T-shirt that barely covered my tits.? When it would rain, I may as well have been completely naked.? Jim pretended not to notice my nudity but I could tell from the lump in his trousers that he was well aware of it.? Finally, one night I was awakened when Jim?s hand began to massage my breasts.? Half awake, I moaned as the pleasant sensations filled my brain.? When his hand touched my stomach and began to stroke it gently, I whimpered and searched for his lips with my own.? His tongue explored the inner recesses of my mouth as we clasped each other tightly.

I felt his fingers grasped the top of my panties and I raised my hips as he pulled them down my legs.? I opened my thighs and gasped when I felt his stiff erection poised at the entrance to my pussy.

?Yes!? Yes!? I moaned, lifting my body to meet his.? With one thrust, he buried his cock in my sopping wet cunt, sending me into a frenzy of ecstasy.? Slowly he moved in and out of me while his lips caressed my nipples.? I was overcome with lust and wrapped my legs around his body, grunting with each thrust of his cock.? The two of us came simultaneously with my scream and his shout echoing through the jungle.? Exhausted, we lay still connected and fell into a deep sleep.

After that evening, we decided it was foolish to attempt to cover our nakedness.? Our clothes were in such disrepair anyway, we simply abandon the silly conventions and spent our days nude.? When Jim would look at me and smile in a certain way, I would smile back and the two of us would fuck until we couldn?t move.? It was an idyllic setting and we were once again Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.? It seemed that we had everything we needed and rescue was a distant dream.

I don?t know how long we had been on the island before the day I decided to do some exploring. ?Jim and I had made love that morning to the accompaniment of my screams of pleasure.? With his cum dripping down my thighs, I laughed and ran down the beach, splashing in the gentle waves that washed the shore.? I had seldom roamed far from our little camp but that day I decided to see more of our island.

You see, I looked at it as our private little world, undisturbed by the witless demands of the world we had left.? Our days consisted of sleeping, eating, drinking and fucking.? What more could a person want?

I have no idea how far I wandered from our camp.? I had been gone well over an hour and developed a ravenous appetite.? Wandering into the inner jungle in search of some fruit I soon became disoriented and couldn?t find my way back to the beach.? The further I went, the more lost I became until I became terrified that I wouldn?t find my way back.? The jungle was so dense, the sun was virtually hidden from view, making it impossible to determine my directions.? The undergrowth tore at my flesh and I began to bleed from several small scratches on my hips and breasts.

Suddenly I stopped.? Staring at me from behind a large bush were two large eyes.? The face behind them was painted in several colors but the underlying flesh was black.? I turned to run but I was greeted with another pair of eyes.? Each direction I turned I found myself surrounded by these painted faces, staring silently at me.? I decided to make a dash for it and darted through the brush, ignoring the scrapes and abrasions from the undergrowth.? I had not traveled more than a few yards before strong arms grasped me around the shoulders. As I opened my mouth to scream, a hand clasped over my lips, muffling my cries for help.? More hands grasped my ankles and lifted my legs from the ground until I was held in the air, parallel to the earth.? I felt rough ropes being wrapped around my wrists and ankles, tied so tight that I cried out in pain.? A long pole slid between my arms and legs and I was hoisted into the air, slung by my arms and legs like a bundle of wash.? Off we went through the jungle at a rapid pace, the brush tearing at my exposed back and butt.? I was bounced up and down, my tits flopping obscenely and my breath coming in gasps.?

After what seemed an eternity, we cleared the jungle and I saw that we were once again on a beach.? Two dugout canoes had been pulled up on the sand and it was into one of these that my body was thrown.? With a shout, the natives pushed off into the water and began to paddle furiously.? Frightened and exhausted, I fell into a dark hole, seeking comfort from unconsciousness.

LATER

I have no idea how long I lay in the bottom of that canoe.? I was brought back when arms lifted me and the pole once again placed between my arms and legs.? Again we started back through the jungle, with me bouncing up and down lewdly.? After a while we came to a clearing and I could hear the shouts and murmurs of others.? When I was lowered to the ground, I saw dozens of natives gathered around me, staring down at me with curious eyes.? There were both men and women, young and old, and even several children surrounding me.? All of them were as naked as I and their dark skin glistened as if they had bathed in oil.

I was lifted to my feet and, for the first time, could get an impression of my surroundings.? I was in the middle of a large clearing in the jungle with small huts lining the edges of the clearing.? It was obviously a campground of the natives as several small fires were burning here and there and the smell of food cooking filled my nostrils.

For some strange reason, I was not particularly afraid, although the stares I received from both the men and the women did nothing to reassure me.? I tried to indicate that I was hungry and thirsty, but my pantomime was unsuccessful.? Gratefully, I held up my arms as the rope was cut from both my wrists and ankles.? I rubbed my arms to restore some circulation but was instantly seized by my shoulders and half pushed, half dragged toward the other side of the clearing.

I was taken to an area that was apart from the huts, just at the edge of the clearing.? Two posts stood a few feet apart and it was between these that I was taken.? Ropes once again encircled my wrists and my arms were raised from my sides and lashed to the two posts.? More ropes were tied to my ankles and my legs pulled wide apart to be secured to the posts.? I was now securely tied in a spread position and fear finally overtook me.? Expecting the worst, I was surprised when the crowd of natives dispersed, leaving me hanging between the posts alone.

Left to my thoughts, I wondered about Jim.? Would he come looking for me?? As far as I knew, I could be on a completely different island.? My idyllic world had suddenly come to an end.? Tears ran down my cheeks while I awaited whatever fate these strange people had in store for me.

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?I have to get to Tonga today!? Can?t you help me??

My name is Julie Hudson.? I am a freelance photographer and I?ve been hired to do a photo shoot on the small island of Tonga.? If I don?t get there today, the job will go to someone else.? To say that I am desperate is an understatement.

The person I am talking to is Jim Carmichael, the pilot of the local air service here in Brisbane.? He is a tall, handsome man, about thirty, with sparkling gray eyes and a mouth that is in a perpetual smile.? If I had more time, I would have liked to get to know him more intimately but I don?t.? I repeat my question.

?Please, Jim, I really need to get there!?

?I don?t know, Julie.? There?s a pretty bad storm brewing just South of here.? Can?t you wait until it passes??

?No, I must be there by this evening!? I?ll pay you double if you?ll take me now!?

?OK, but it?s against my better judgement.? Get your gear and let?s board.?

The twin engine Cessna took off easily and in moments we were over blue water.? I gazed down at the expanse of nothing as Jim gained altitude and then I settled back and closed my eyes, hoping to take a little nap.

I was awakened by the violent shaking of the aircraft and found Jim fighting to maintain control of the plane.? All around us were dark clouds and rain was pelting the windshield.

?What is this?? I asked.

?That storm I warned you about.? I?m trying to find an altitude we can get to without using oxygen.? Didn?t think to add any canisters so we?re stuck to something under 10,000 feet.? Even that?s risky!?

My stomach was doing a real number now as the plane dropped what seem a thousand feet and suddenly rose up again.? I clasped my arms across my chest and hugged myself to keep from shaking.

The engine on the right side suddenly sputtered and coughed.? Jim looked over with troubled eyes while trying to restart the idle motor.

?Uh Oh!? We got real problems!?

?

The plane began to descend at a rapid rate and I strained to see something outside but everything was getting darker and darker.

?Where are we??

?Not sure,? he replied, ?but somewhere between Brisbane and Tonga.? This wind has blown us way off course and my radio doesn?t pick up any signals.? Got to find something we can land on before too long, though.?

As we descended, I could see the sweat break out on Jim?s forehead as he fought the controls.? The storm increased in ferocity and the plane was buffeted about like a dandelion in the wind.? I began to shiver and I wished I had worn more than a T-shirt and khaki shorts.? Suddenly the clouds parted a bit and I could see a small island beneath us.

?Jim!? There?s land!? We?re over an island!?

?Yeah, I see it.? Now if I can just ease her down on that beach!?

The waves were crashing on to the shore and I wondered how Jim was ever going to land in this horrific wind.? We were still bouncing around like a yo-yo and we couldn?t have been over 100 feet above the water.

?Hang on!? Jim shouted, seconds before the plane struck the water.? I flew forward and banged my head on the instrument panel, causing me to black out.? I was dimly aware of being in the water and being pulled from the plane.? After that, I couldn?t remember anything.

I came to, laying face down on the beach with waves gently breaking over my legs.? I felt a warmth on my back and slowly realized that it had quit raining.? I raised myself up on my elbows and looked around.? As far as I could see in either direction, the beach ran with a jungle beginning some fifty yards back from the water.? Jim was nowhere to be seen.

I sat up and surveyed myself to see what, if anything, was out of place.? Aside from a torn T-shirt, I appeared to be uninjured.? Shakily, I stood up and brushed the sand from my face.

?Hey!?

I was startled at the sound of the voice and turned to see Jim emerging from the jungle.? He was carrying a bag in one hand and a big knife in the other.

?Good to see you?re up and about.? Feel OK??

?Yea, I think so.? What have you got??

?I was able to grab a few supplies from the plane before it sank.? I missed the beach about a hundred yards before that wave grabbed us.? A couple of trips back, after I got you ashore, was all the time I had.? I?ve been looking around.? Looks like we?re the only ones on this place, as far as I could see.? The good news is there is plenty of fruit around and I found a small fresh water stream about a quarter of a mile into the jungle.? Hungry??

?Starved!? So, what are our chances of getting rescued??

Jim handed me a couple of bananas from the bag while he proceeded to carve up a mango.?

?Well, I?m not sure where in the hell we are.? If we?re in the shipping lanes, we should be able to attract attention with a bonfire.? Maybe they?ll send out search planes looking for us when we don?t arrive in Tonga.? Until then, we?ll just have to make the best of it.?

Jim had salvaged a parachute from the plane and we used that to erect a shelter just inside the jungle.? Wet, afraid and hungry, I spent my first night.

As the days passed, I began to give up all hope that we would be found.? There was no sign of any passing ships or planes overhead.? I must confess that I was not uncomfortable living on the island.? Jim was a good provider of food and water and the shelter he had constructed protected us from the monsoon rains that came every evening.? He had not attempted any passes toward me which left me a bit confused but I enjoyed his company.

As time passed, our clothing became more and more disreputable.? With the combination of sun and rain, my T-shirt was little more than a few shreds of cloth.? Likewise, my shorts had torn in the most revealing places and did little to cover my ass.? Jim had long since tossed his shirt and was down to his trousers that he had removed the legs from.? His muscular body was on display and I couldn?t help but stare at him constantly.? I thought of taking a piece of the parachute to make a sarong out of but it was rapidly deteriorating as well.

After we had been marooned for more than a month, I was down to my thong panties and a T-shirt that barely covered my tits.? When it would rain, I may as well have been completely naked.? Jim pretended not to notice my nudity but I could tell from the lump in his trousers that he was well aware of it.? Finally, one night I was awakened when Jim?s hand began to massage my breasts.? Half awake, I moaned as the pleasant sensations filled my brain.? When his hand touched my stomach and began to stroke it gently, I whimpered and searched for his lips with my own.? His tongue explored the inner recesses of my mouth as we clasped each other tightly.

I felt his fingers grasped the top of my panties and I raised my hips as he pulled them down my legs.? I opened my thighs and gasped when I felt his stiff erection poised at the entrance to my pussy.

?Yes!? Yes!? I moaned, lifting my body to meet his.? With one thrust, he buried his cock in my sopping wet cunt, sending me into a frenzy of ecstasy.? Slowly he moved in and out of me while his lips caressed my nipples.? I was overcome with lust and wrapped my legs around his body, grunting with each thrust of his cock.? The two of us came simultaneously with my scream and his shout echoing through the jungle.? Exhausted, we lay still connected and fell into a deep sleep.

After that evening, we decided it was foolish to attempt to cover our nakedness.? Our clothes were in such disrepair anyway, we simply abandon the silly conventions and spent our days nude.? When Jim would look at me and smile in a certain way, I would smile back and the two of us would fuck until we couldn?t move.? It was an idyllic setting and we were once again Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.? It seemed that we had everything we needed and rescue was a distant dream.

I don?t know how long we had been on the island before the day I decided to do some exploring. ?Jim and I had made love that morning to the accompaniment of my screams of pleasure.? With his cum dripping down my thighs, I laughed and ran down the beach, splashing in the gentle waves that washed the shore.? I had seldom roamed far from our little camp but that day I decided to see more of our island.

You see, I looked at it as our private little world, undisturbed by the witless demands of the world we had left.? Our days consisted of sleeping, eating, drinking and fucking.? What more could a person want?

I have no idea how far I wandered from our camp.? I had been gone well over an hour and developed a ravenous appetite.? Wandering into the inner jungle in search of some fruit I soon became disoriented and couldn?t find my way back to the beach.? The further I went, the more lost I became until I became terrified that I wouldn?t find my way back.? The jungle was so dense, the sun was virtually hidden from view, making it impossible to determine my directions.? The undergrowth tore at my flesh and I began to bleed from several small scratches on my hips and breasts.

Suddenly I stopped.? Staring at me from behind a large bush were two large eyes.? The face behind them was painted in several colors but the underlying flesh was black.? I turned to run but I was greeted with another pair of eyes.? Each direction I turned I found myself surrounded by these painted faces, staring silently at me.? I decided to make a dash for it and darted through the brush, ignoring the scrapes and abrasions from the undergrowth.? I had not traveled more than a few yards before strong arms grasped me around the shoulders. As I opened my mouth to scream, a hand clasped over my lips, muffling my cries for help.? More hands grasped my ankles and lifted my legs from the ground until I was held in the air, parallel to the earth.? I felt rough ropes being wrapped around my wrists and ankles, tied so tight that I cried out in pain.? A long pole slid between my arms and legs and I was hoisted into the air, slung by my arms and legs like a bundle of wash.? Off we went through the jungle at a rapid pace, the brush tearing at my exposed back and butt.? I was bounced up and down, my tits flopping obscenely and my breath coming in gasps.?

After what seemed an eternity, we cleared the jungle and I saw that we were once again on a beach.? Two dugout canoes had been pulled up on the sand and it was into one of these that my body was thrown.? With a shout, the natives pushed off into the water and began to paddle furiously.? Frightened and exhausted, I fell into a dark hole, seeking comfort from unconsciousness.

LATER

I have no idea how long I lay in the bottom of that canoe.? I was brought back when arms lifted me and the pole once again placed between my arms and legs.? Again we started back through the jungle, with me bouncing up and down lewdly.? After a while we came to a clearing and I could hear the shouts and murmurs of others.? When I was lowered to the ground, I saw dozens of natives gathered around me, staring down at me with curious eyes.? There were both men and women, young and old, and even several children surrounding me.? All of them were as naked as I and their dark skin glistened as if they had bathed in oil.

I was lifted to my feet and, for the first time, could get an impression of my surroundings.? I was in the middle of a large clearing in the jungle with small huts lining the edges of the clearing.? It was obviously a campground of the natives as several small fires were burning here and there and the smell of food cooking filled my nostrils.

For some strange reason, I was not particularly afraid, although the stares I received from both the men and the women did nothing to reassure me.? I tried to indicate that I was hungry and thirsty, but my pantomime was unsuccessful.? Gratefully, I held up my arms as the rope was cut from both my wrists and ankles.? I rubbed my arms to restore some circulation but was instantly seized by my shoulders and half pushed, half dragged toward the other side of the clearing.

I was taken to an area that was apart from the huts, just at the edge of the clearing.? Two posts stood a few feet apart and it was between these that I was taken.? Ropes once again encircled my wrists and my arms were raised from my sides and lashed to the two posts.? More ropes were tied to my ankles and my legs pulled wide apart to be secured to the posts.? I was now securely tied in a spread position and fear finally overtook me.? Expecting the worst, I was surprised when the crowd of natives dispersed, leaving me hanging between the posts alone.

Left to my thoughts, I wondered about Jim.? Would he come looking for me?? As far as I knew, I could be on a completely different island.? My idyllic world had suddenly come to an end.? Tears ran down my cheeks while I awaited whatever fate these strange people had in store for me.

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GLORYHOLEI'd love to be in a booth with a woman while she does her thing to all of those unidentified cocks! I have taken my wife to a local porn theater and made her take off her bra and pantyhose. She was wearing a very short skirt so hiking that up was no problem. I had her unbutton her blouse so the guys in the row we were sitting in could see her tits. They would move close to her and in the beginning she would panic but I held her there and told her to settle down and go with the flow....

collection adult theater short storys

I love going to the local movie theater. my husband and i will go at a time that is not to crowded. normally there are a few couples there. we sit in the middle of the theater and begin kissing ... we get a few lookers. then i will pull up my skirt ( no panties - for easy access) and sit on his dick and ride him up and down. before you know it, we have people watching and wishing. it is amazing how hot that is. some have asked to join, but we tell them no, but are welcome to watch.Me and my...

Sex storys

(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old) Here are some random sex story's that i had on my computer so enjoy...

Lessons Learned the prestory

Introduction: A glmpse into the characters involved… very small sex scene involved Nick = handsome, sweet sincere guy with a dark side Anthony = Skyes brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesnt care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) ...

Damnest StoryD

Again the ravings of a lunatic. Fiction. I like this story. It seemed so real when the idea grew in my mind. There is no sex. I have no idea where this should be posted. So I will put in the Loving Wives and get on with it. Copyright by mcwade May 15, 2005. The damnest story you ever heard: OK. Here we go. I am 63 years old. My gut is a bit too large, my waist is 36 inches instead of 32. I am way out of shape. I will walk this summer to regain some of my wind and shape. But that has...

Lessons Learned the prestory

Anthony = Skye’s brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesn’t care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) Skye was sun tanning by the pool when she heard her brother’s voice. What could he possibly want, the fact she was sharing...

My days in Thailand part 5 A Thias storyy

A NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Following story, although it changed to different girl in different country is true. It is slightly changed to fit the storyline. A word of caution: THOSE WHO DON’T LIKE ROUGH AND EXTREME SEX, DON’T EVEN START. - Master, why don’t you slap me sometimes? – asked Thia once in the middle of cleaning my room while I was working on some project drawings. - Excuse me? - Well…. I know that you love rough sex……and I know that you have some rough games with some girls….Sora...

Verstory

(These poems have all been posted elsewhere on the internet, years ago, but I decided to string some together to partly tell a story.) I had dated Jackie David perhaps a half-dozen times before we went dancing. I had found her more and more attractive each time, but had gone slow with her in the hope of building something solid in the way of a relationship - since she seemed to have more substance than any woman I had dated for some time. But the night that we danced I...

Last Stop Bubbles A Purple Sidestory

- JALEN /-It’s the rattling of chains that wakes me, knocks me back down the hill like Sisyphus’ fucking bullshit rock. Yea. I know Sisyphus. Paint him black and you get the inner city version where the damn rock is America’s racial aggression that never quite dies. Double down by making that sad fuck an addict and shit, there I am, up the hill, down the hill.I groan, head pounding, and pull my face from the salty sweet embrace of a still moist cunt.Nose twitches.I fight back a sneeze. Realize...

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TruStory

During colleges I worked famous coffee shop, young and sexually active. I had crazy nights with plenty of young college age coworkers, but one in particular she had a boyfriend for a few years and was pretty wild but she never cheated on him. After one day she cracked and we became like rabbits almost every other day,we fine any opportunity to be alone... Fast forward 6 years into the futer... I just broke up a 4 year long relationship and I came back to my old stomping grounds, I was at my...

story1

you were sitting on the couch watching me undress. i unzip my pants and the back down, revealing my round, plump ass. you like that im wearing a lace thong, think its sexy. i took off my pants and bend over infront of you. i pulled the thing crotch to the side, exposing my hairy glistening pussy. you told me to pull my ass cheeks apart so you can check my holes. i followed as i was told. you ripped off my undies and proceeded to finger my holes. you slap my ass and told me to get on top of the...

Sex In Goa With Indian Sex Stories Storyreader

Hi how are you all iss story readers… All Male and female me fir ek story le kar hajir hu apko aur entertain krne ke liye or jyada maja dene ke liye.. Mera name Meet he.. Aur me ahmedabad gujarat se hu..jo log pehli baar meri story read kr rahe he unko meri details de deta hu.. I m 26 yr old..doing business in ahmedabad..i m single… So now all readers me aab story pe ata hu.. Ya baat 1week pehle ki he.. Mene meri last story post ki”muslim housewife ki chudai”..uske baad muje kafi logo ke mail...

Bi Beki TrueStory

This is the girl who is in this story with me : http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/1352687/bi_sexual_beki.htmlThis all starts off with me going downtown just by myself to a well known gay bar. I have been bi-sexual since I was about 14 and I am 18 now. I was wearing a burgundy dress which flared out a lot at the bottom and was showing a fair bit of cleavage, my legs were bare and I had black lace panties on and a matching bra. I was in the mood for a girl tonight seen as I hadn't had sex with a...

My sister and I True story0

Nickerlover; My sister and IMy younger sister and I only 13 months apart in age,I was the elder.right from a very early age we would play in those days what we called mothers and fathers and would bath together our parents didn't ever notice that we would play with each others sexy parts and at that early age we new nothing at all about sex. but as we both got a bit older in our later teens we got to play with each other and feelings were starting to become better when we were touching each...

Turok the Tormentor story1

TUROK THE TORMENTOR By: ROBO Turok sat upon his throne over looking his domain. He was the supreme Demon in the Universe and had no equal. He had defeated and destroyed all whom had opposed him. Ever since he had destroyed Satan his life had become boring and dull. He had conquered everyone and everything and now had nothing to occupy his time leaving him with a dismal boring life for eternity. "Bring me an advisor......NOW!!!" he roared. A man came running up "Yes Sir, your...

Turok the Tormentor story2

TUROK THE TORMENTOR 2 By: ROBO Bruno was sitting in his Limousine with his maul Tiffany watching the drug deal go down. His father Franko Costintino had finally trusted him with an important task in his drug-dealing cartel. The Asian Gang was purchasing one million dollars worth of Heroin for distribution, after this Bruno would finally prove to his father that he could take over as head of the cartel. Bruno was 21, short black hair, and a muscular build and he was wearing a suit....

Turok the Tormentor story3

TUROK THE TORMENTOR 3 By: ROBO Turok emerged from the portal into a vacant downtown alley. He did not bother to shift out of the visual plane as there was no body around. He was looking for another victim but he wanted a special someone but did not know who he was looking for. As he walked down the alley he heard "Hey, Buddy have you got some spare change?" John was an old bum who was covered in garbage resting when he had seen Turok's boots. He asked for the change and saw...

Two lsquomomsrsquo tell this true story2

My son Ken was 18 now, and soon got his own apt. and a room mate….Jen. Lynn and I still have visits from them and we stop by their place. Our husbands who had lost interest in sex, got use to Lynn and I, (Julie), spending the night together a lot. My husband and I have a guest house and Lynn I used that to have our ‘sleep over’s in. Her husband was always gone hunting or fishing and was never there on weekends. Our story telling continued and we kept going further with our mutual masturbation....

My warstory

This story is purely fictional, and if you are under 18 years of age, you are to stop now. My warstory This story begins just before the war. I was a shy, slim boy at almost 18 years, living in a forsterhome for parentless boys, and I wanted to do my part. I had alway been a strange boy, feminine, slim, with something that might look like tits. I was focus for a lot of attension from some boys and teachers, they liked my apperance. Basicly I wanted to get away. So I joint up for...

Humor

The Rescue of DBStory

Copyright© 2002-2004 by DB. The doorbell rang unexpectedly. I was surfing the web to see if Elf Sternberg (http://www.drizzle.com/~elf/) had posted anything new on his latest AI (what I generally call robot) storyline. Although he recently, publicly referred to my writing as "abusively shallow", he also admits that it has affected him enough to provoke him into writing stores in response, so a lot of good has come from this in unexpected ways. Besides, having Elf as a critic is an...

Storyline1

When I was about eight, I loved to climb poles and ropes. I discovered that I got this extreme feeling of overwhelming pleasure in my pubic area when I climbed them. Then, I discovered I could duplicate that pleasure with my hand on my pecker. When I was nine, my mother found me jacking off in my bedroom and told me that it was a sin and I would go straight to Hell. She also said that I would go blind if I continued. I thought about it for a time but then decided I would continue until I needed...

Storyline2

For years, since I was around sixteen, I had the knack of convincing girls, and then women, that I could be trusted not to ever repeat what was revealed to me. This information gathering proved to be very useful over the years. I learned that the female gender needs to vent, and be listened to, their questions answered, but they don't want any advice, so I used this to my advantage. Once the word got passed around that I was a trusted soul with a lot of valuable information and a great...

Storyline3

I went home, got married and started a family, one every year until we reached six. This was enough for me. My wife originally wanted a dozen but she settled for half a dozen. I had a good job and got promoted quickly, mainly because my personality made me learn everything I could about the company. In eight years, I made it into management in charge of the company's production planning responsibilities. Throughout my working career, I liked to flirt, talk dirty, touch provocatively, and...

Stiffkey BluesChapter 4 Storyboard

Madeleine Roth, posting under the name of Fatima, was putting the last touches to her daily blog. Eastern Promise, the web site she ran with a number of her friends, took up most of her spare time. She and Krista Collins had founded the site almost three years earlier as way of publishing their fantasies of life in the east, veiled and enslaved as part of some potentate's harem. Over the years they had created a series of stories. They, in turn, had attracted other, like-minded, authors and...

HouseChapter 5 Storyhour

Evidently, I didn't miss storyhour. Jason was just finishing his breakfast in the hotel dining room. I took a vacant seat at the far end of the counter, by the restaurant front door. One of the "J's" dropped a cup in front of me and filled it. She added a spoon, a small stainless pitcher of real cream and a glass pour jar of sugar, rubbed my head and hurried away. I wonder which one that was? For a town totally isolated by tropical storm flooding, there were sure a lot of people having...

TG Storytime

TGStorytime! I had this crazy dream where I found a remote control that let me alter the very fabric of time and space. I could have used it to rob banks, bang several of my favorite pornstars at the same time, or really do whatever I wanted. All I wanted to do, though, was turn my penis into a vagina and grow rabbit ears and a fluffy tail. That could mean I’ve been reading too much TGStorytime, a user-contributed library of transgender fiction.TGStorytime.com was established in 2011 by Joe...

Sex Stories Sites

Storyhub

Hey, this is just the starting point of hopefully a bunch of crazy and erotic stories. Feel free to just skip this part and start by choosing a story path of your liking, wether it might be for reading or adding chapters. We would also like to encourage you to add your own stories, if you like. No matter how short or long, how explicit or tame. We could just end the introduction here, but we'd like to remind you that all characters that take part in any sexual action are grown ups, 18 years or...

Husband Turned on by Storytime

She then said, â€œIt was Storytime night and that always ends with us having smoking hot sexâ€. Curious to what that meant I asked, â€œWhat is Storytime?â€ She said, â€œOMG it is so hot. John loves it when I tell him a sex story from my past or tell him a sex fantasy while I lay next to him and play with his dick. It is such great foreplay and it has really improved our sex life. We both get so horny. You should try it sometimeâ€. This story is about how I discovered a kinky way to turn my husband on.

Married

Reminiscence Entwining part 2 Storylines

Reminiscence – Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...

Reminiscence Entwining part 2 Storylines

Reminiscence - Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...

First Time

Julie born for sex only

Friends living in London explore all types of sex. (MMF, dom, bi, exh, orgy, ws, bd)***Chapter OneThe day was hot and dry. Julie's wet vagina was moist from the thought of a stiff penis. She wanted someone desperately inside her aching cunt. She was pushing her fingers through the thick hairs that formed the very heart of her femininity. Suddenly her fingers brushed lightly over her clitoris, it was already hard and standing rigid. Her fingers moved around in small circles she closed her eyes...

Julie and Debra a Bedtime Spanking

n.b. This story is an extract from my three volume saga "Slaves of the Amethyst". I post the story as it makes a fitting accompaniment to my gallery of bedtime spankings. If anybody becomes interested in the larger narrative behind this little extract and would like to read more of "Slaves of the Amethyst" then please be sure to let me know.Michaela Thursday morning dawned grey and overcast and there had been rain overnight. From the windows of Waterstone House the view was unappealing. The...

The Storyteller

After picking up her coffee, Meara looked around the crowded café for a seat. Every seat seemed to be filled. After looking further, she noticed a table in the corner where a man about her age sat typing on his laptop, and the seat next to him was vacant. Approaching him, she said, "There are no other available seats; would you mind if I join you?" "No, you're welcome to join me," responded Sam. "Just let me finish recording my thought, here, and I'll put this away." "Don't stop on...

Julie Part 5

desires. (M+/F, exh, d/s, inc, mast, oral, anal, bd, beast, orgy) (Note: This is a long, sensual story, there are 7 more parts for a total of 12 parts) *** Part Five Chapter Twenty Three -------------------- When Harry woke up he looked at the alarm and saw that he had three minutes before it would go off, mumbling a few choice words he cut it off and rolled out of bed and went to the toilet. He finished and went to the kitchen turning on the coffee pot; he returned...

Julie Part 10

desires. (M+/F, exh, d/s, inc, mast, oral, anal, bd, beast, orgy) This is Part 10 of a 12 Part e-novel. If you read Parts 1 thru 9 you will get much more out of this awesome story which contains mother and son incest, mother and her son’s best friend in a three way, multiple females on females, beautiful mom and a very horny dog, oral, light bondage, and orgy. If you do not like stories of this type you should go no further.*** Part Ten Chapter Forty...

Julie and Debra

(This following piece is an extract from my novel "The Slaves of the Amethyst" and as such is not a complete story in its own right. I include it in case the erotic content appeals to our readers on Xhamster) Chapter Sixty Nine.Thursday morning dawned grey and overcast and there had been rain overnight. From the windows of Waterstone House the view was unappealing. The outside was dark and damp and a light drizzle streaked the windowpanes. It didn’t seem likely to be...

Julie Part 4

An E-novel: A story of a woman submissive to her own desires. (M+/F, exh, d/s, inc, mast, oral, anal, bd, beast, orgy) (Note: Continuation of a very long, sensual story. There are three more parts after this one.) Harry woke up again and looked at the clock, it showed eight twenty five, he stretched and sat on the side of the bed a minute before going to the bathroom. He felt sticky so he washed his cock and slipped on a pair of cutoffs. He went into the kitchen to turn on...

Julie Part 7

desires. (M+/F, exh, d/s, inc, mast, oral, anal, bd, beast, orgy) (NOTE: THIS IS A LONG STORY, 5 LONG PARTS AFTER THIS ONE TO GO YET) *** Part Seven Chapter Thirty One ------------------ Sarah went home at the regular time and went right to doing her paper grading and preparation for tomorrow's classes. She expected Charlie to call but the call didn't come and she was finished with her home work and now it was too late to get some sun besides he might not call...

Julie Part 9

desires. (M+/F, exh, d/s, inc, mast, oral, anal, bd, beast, orgy) Note: This is Part 9 of a very long e-novel. There are three long parts after this one. If you read Parts 1 thru 8 first you will get much more out of this awesome story which contains mother and son incest, mother and her son’s friend, multiple females on females, beautiful mom and a very horny dog having sex, etc. If you do not like stories of this type you should go no further. *** Part...

Julie a Willing MotherChapter 2

Just then Jake's left hand went around her body and fondled her right breast. Her nipple was tweaked to hardness again. Involuntarily she gasped. Julie heard Dora say, "Jake why don't you put your hand under auntie's T-shirt and fondle her bare breasts." Julie protested against Jake's kissing mouth, "N-No... don't, Ja-ke." "Relax Julie... please don't disappoint the boy... please be nice to my son... and let him touch your breast." "Please auntie... please..." What could...

Julie Part 12

desires. (M+/F, exh, d/s, inc, mast, oral, anal, bd, beast, orgy) *** Part Twelve Chapter Fifty Five ------------------ The time went by fast, Harry made love to her then took a shower, they lay on the bed and talked and made love again. When she came in to clean him he was dead asleep. She turned out the light and went to the kitchen, she was busy setting up breakfast and planning dinner for tomorrow night when Jimmy came home. When he entered she was surprised to...

Julie 3 Cheerleader sleepover

Another beautiful Wednesday afternoon, the summer before my sophomore year of high school. Usually on a day like this I would have a gang of people from the gym over wasting time between workouts. Today however, I skipped practice. I was just burnt out and needed a day off. It had been a crazy summer so far. I decided it was just going to be a day to sleep late, go out and relax by the pool, maybe work on my tan. My parents and older brother were all working so I had the place to myself....

Julie Part 6

desires. (M+/F, exh, d/s, inc, mast, oral, anal, bd, beast, orgy) (NOTE: THIS IS A LONG STORY, 6 LONG PARTS AFTER THIS ONE) *** Part Six Chapter Twenty-Seven --------------------- The alarm was set for five but the clock was three minutes fast, when it went to beeping Harry gave a groan and cut it off. He lay there a few seconds but knew that was risky and rose up and put his feet on the floor. He had been told by his father to always get your feet on the floor...

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