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Another new story, based in another world, in a world gone mad, and lucky me, in a world I have right inside my head J
female
~by nom~
When I was eleven, my periods started. Father was so relieved, because it was a good sign that I would develop a full figure quickly - men like their females big-titted and as young as possible, which was a hard combination to find these days. My pedigree was also good, and Father?s third wife, Candy, who had given birth to me, was especially well proportioned. So it was quite likely that in a few years he could sell me for quite a nice sum of money, and money was something he needed as the farms weren?t doing well.
And when I turned thirteen, my tits were even bigger than Candy?s, like two big melons sticking out off my small, skinny frame, and even though I had wide hips and a squishy bum to match, I still looked blatantly top-heavy. I thought I looked quite obscene, but the family men liked it and often amused themselves by watching them bounce. They were heavy, and it hurt, but big tits could be one of the things that help me become a wife instead of just a female and I was grateful to have them.
A wife, the highest status possible for a female. I wanted it so badly, but only a fraction of females were ever deemed acceptable to become a wife, and even though my body might attract wife hunters, there was no guarantee I would get that honour until the day of auction.
?Green!?
I looked up at the shout, the pig I had been examining wriggling free at the distraction. It was my oldest Brother, standing just outside the pigbarn doors. ?Yes, Sir?? I crawled out of the mud pit, then walked over to kneel before him, forehead to the floor.
?You stink, you?re covered in mud and pigshit.? He grabbed my plastic collar and shook me. ?I can barely tell it?s you!? He wiped off some mud in disgust, letting the green collar show through. ?Didn?t anyone tell you what day it is??
?No, Sir.? I felt miserable, sorry he had got his hand dirty because of me. ?May I clean your hand??
?Shut up. Where?s Red??
?With the cows, Sir.? Red was younger than me, and she was supposed to have come take over from me at noon, but noon had come and gone and I could only assume she was held up with the cows.
?Get her to take over, and you go clean up. Father wants to see you in his office.? He turned on his heel and walked swiftly back into the house. There was something going on, and I started getting nervous as it sounded like I was part of the something.
I ran as fast as I could, ignoring the pain of my bouncing breasts, and found Red crouched down under a cow and rubbing its? stomach. Her naked flesh was just as dirty as mine, but her red collar was quite plain to see. I felt a moment?s resentment, stupid really, but I couldn?t help it.
?Red!? She faced me, her eyebrows raised in question. ?Do the pigs. I have to see Father.?
She nodded and I raced to the river to wash, trying not to think about how pretty she was too. Even covered in mud, that had been clear to see, had been clear to see since the winter. She was better than me in so many things already, and when the weekly punishments were carried out, she was always treated less severely. Sometimes, she wasn?t even punished, which was quite unheard of. I had a feeling she was going to be kept in the family rather than being taken to auction, and I was trying very hard not to hate her for that.
Auction! My heart suddenly raced. Candy had said something a few days ago, about how the men were very satisfied with my service and how pleased she was with me also - maybe today was the day?
It did turn out to be my day for going to auction, and Father gave me a good strapping on my bum for not being prepared. Then I pulled on my brown burga and huddled down in the truck bed, trying to be inconspicuous as well as trying to take discrete peeks at the passing scenery. I couldn?t see much, the mesh over my eyes too thick and black, but I always tried to every time I was lucky enough to be taken out.
The market was busy; the sound of hundreds of men talking quite deafening and my nervousness was starting to turn quickly into fear. I was looking at the ground as was good and proper, but I could sense that a lot of men we passed were looking and judging. They couldn?t see through the burga, but they could get an idea from how the cloth moved over my curvy figure as I shuffled along behind my Father and Brother.
Suddenly it was quiet and I listened as Father talked about me, just clarifying details on my pedigree. I tensed, even though I knew that my papers were all in order as Father would have ensured that, but there was always the chance it could go wrong and then the state could have me. The fear was making me tremble, and I had to clench my jaws tight to stop my teeth chattering. It was made worse by the fact it was cold, and as I was naked under my burga the cold was really affecting me, especially through my bare feet on the concrete floor.
?Remove your burgas!?
I jumped, caught by surprise. After a moment?s hesitation, I did as I was told, but I was tense and my hands were shaking. I?m always naked at home, but wore the burga if there was company or if I had to go outside the estate, so this was the first time I was naked in front of a man outside the family. And I wasn?t the only female there. I?d been so preoccupied and also half-blinded by the burga that I?d failed to realise there were five others there.
All six of us stood naked with our brown cloth at our feet. I looked up just briefly and froze at the sight. Two strange men. Knowing they were seeing me naked and seeing them seeing me naked were two different things. One man was physically touching and measuring, checking inside our mouths, as well as poking a sharp finger up our cunts ? unpleasant, but the family had done it regularly to me so I was used to it, but one of the others screeched. A quick slap shut her up. The other man who held a palmtop noted everything he said down.
Then numbers were written on us, big and black, the number 3 spanning all the way from my collarbone to my belly button. Repeated again on my back, and on both upper arms. An injection came next, a quick stab into one of our bum cheeks, and that made me even more nervous. Injections were common, but explanations were rarely given and I?d once woken up to find myself in another country with two weeks worth of memory missing.
We were taken through to the holding pens, the sawdust underfoot nice and warm and the presence of other animals warming the air. I shivered again, but it wasn?t as cold anymore and I waited patiently in the chute, third in line. There were two lots to go before us though, one of cows and the other horses, and I could hear the audience now, shouting out bids above the general conversation. It wouldn?t be long now. Soon I?d know if I was good enough to tempt a man to take me as a wife...
What if I wasn?t attractive enough to make any man consider me as good wife material? What if no man out there was even willing to bid on me? It could happen; big tits and wide hips didn?t guarantee anything. If there was no life as a wife ahead of me, I?d be taken by the highest bidder for whatever service they wanted of me, and if there were no bidders, then the state stepped in and utilised me as they saw fit. The best I could hope for was housework. The duties of a wife without any of the benefits ? like gifts of clothes and ornaments, and the freedom to go out uncovered by a burga. And nice things to eat and drink.
But due to an increased awareness of environmental concerns, the popularity of going back to nature, manual labour in factories and farms and such things were in greater demand. Father himself had twenty females who worked the fields, having scaled down his reliance on machinery and chemicals. Sometimes I saw some of them, yoked and pulling ploughs, others scrabbling in the dirt hauling weeds and rocks out. The state had given him the females for free, as an incentive to turn the farm more environmentally friendly.
And even that fate was nothing compared to some I had heard about. Like medical research. Like hunts.
I had reason to tremble, and I wasn?t the only one. The one who had screeched when her virginity was being inspected was shaking so much the fencing was rattling. Not much noise, but enough to get my attention and if she wasn?t careful, she was going to get more than a slap for offending a second time. It would be a simple thing to reach over so she wasn?t touching the fence, but we weren?t allowed to talk or touch other females without permission, and now wasn?t the time or place for me to be disobedient.
Just in case the men did notice the rattling, I stood far enough away from the sides so there was no chance of mistaking me for the offender.
And then we were moving forward and all thought left my head.
I remember it being bright, lots of artificial lights as well as the sun coming in through the auction room windows. The place was more windows than wall, and it was ironic that I got to see more of the world outside the estate right then than at any time in my past. Covered by burgas and huddled on the floors of vehicles with eyes obediently lowered, or put in the trunk, or in cases and crates, none of it allowed for much sightseeing.
Bright and loud. There were hundreds of men looking us over as we walked around the auction ring, their voices and gestures more than a little intimidating. I just followed the female in front and tried to not see anything even as I was told to look this way and that.
I remember the smell too, man sweat and cigarettes and animal stink.
Then the auctioneer was holding me by my arm, moving me around, bending me forward, spreading my bum cheeks, bending me back and having hold my pussylips apart. I jumped up and down a few times, offered my tits to some in the audience who squeezed and verified they were real, and the same for my cunt. Virgin, the word was passed through the crowd. Would make a good wife, the auctioneer said, excellent pedigree, trained in looking after the household, a cattle and pig farm, a produce farm; early puberty, good breeding investment. Good resale potential.
His words went over my head. I just listened out for the commands shutting out everything else, as I had been trained to do all my life
I was taken off to the side, behind some screens, and some men came to inspect me more personally. One forced his hand inside my mouth, and I gagged repeatedly but didn?t try to back away from him. My eyes were tearing and I was really afraid I would throw up on him and that would be disastrous. Fear helped me keep from doing that, but my whole body was spasming from the hand he was trying to worm down my throat.
?You?re a virgin in all your holes??
I nodded, but said ?yes, Sir? too even though his hand was still inside my mouth. Some men are offended when you don?t respond vocally.
He shook his head and left. My heart sank. But the other two preferred complete virgins and I tried even harder to please them. More fingering of my cunt, quite painful stretching to see how many fingers I could take, and the same with my ass. I was bent over, my legs spread and my hands against the fence. They reached over now and then to feel my breasts, spanked me a few times and one whipped me with his belt to see how well I took the pain. I took it quietly, like the men in my family had taught me to take it.
But some men liked noise and I felt my fear rise again. ?I can be noisy too, Sirs.?
They laughed, patting my hot punished ass. ?If we wanted you noisy, you?ll be noisy.? There was a hard spank then, making me flinch. ?Go on, then, go back out there.?
I went back out to the ring.
And the rest I can?t remember very clearly. Bidding began, loud and fast and I remember just listening out for the auctioneer?s instructions when my turn came. It is all blurry and hazy in my head, and then there was a bright golden rope being tied around my neck and I was led out of the auction. I knew what the rope meant, but I didn?t react, I just numbly went along until I was crouched inside a cunt carrier, until the darkness somehow woke me up.
I almost pissed myself in relief. Whatever else I didn?t remember, the colour of the rope was clear in my mind and the feel of it now in the dark was like the best comfort I could imagine. I was hot and sweaty crammed inside my carrier, and the smell of my own fear was offensive, but I was almost giddy with happiness because I was going to be a wife. A wife! - the highest status for a female and I had made it!
There were sounds outside, and I wished I could see out but even the slot at the bottom had been shut. I wondered how the others had fared, whether any had been unlucky and had ended up under the state. Especially number 2. She had been too fragile for any man to seriously consider her, but then again, some men preferred a challenge. I know my Brother liked his females obedient, like all men, but he also liked using force to get obedience. He liked seeing us trying to obey and failing, and then making us obey. Maybe she?d be lucky enough to get a man like him.
But my mind came quickly back to my own situation and I wrapped the rope round and round my hand and held it to my face, smelling and licking and rubbing it all over my face. I was to be wed, I was going to be a wife. I rested my head on the floor, my roped hand tucked in over my mouth and nose, and went to sleep breathing in the smell of the wife leash.
~tbc~
come whisper sweet pervy things in my ear: [email protected]
Another new story, based in another world, in a world gone mad, and lucky me, in a world I have right inside my head J
female
~by nom~
When I was eleven, my periods started. Father was so relieved, because it was a good sign that I would develop a full figure quickly - men like their females big-titted and as young as possible, which was a hard combination to find these days. My pedigree was also good, and Father?s third wife, Candy, who had given birth to me, was especially well proportioned. So it was quite likely that in a few years he could sell me for quite a nice sum of money, and money was something he needed as the farms weren?t doing well.
And when I turned thirteen, my tits were even bigger than Candy?s, like two big melons sticking out off my small, skinny frame, and even though I had wide hips and a squishy bum to match, I still looked blatantly top-heavy. I thought I looked quite obscene, but the family men liked it and often amused themselves by watching them bounce. They were heavy, and it hurt, but big tits could be one of the things that help me become a wife instead of just a female and I was grateful to have them.
A wife, the highest status possible for a female. I wanted it so badly, but only a fraction of females were ever deemed acceptable to become a wife, and even though my body might attract wife hunters, there was no guarantee I would get that honour until the day of auction.
?Green!?
I looked up at the shout, the pig I had been examining wriggling free at the distraction. It was my oldest Brother, standing just outside the pigbarn doors. ?Yes, Sir?? I crawled out of the mud pit, then walked over to kneel before him, forehead to the floor.
?You stink, you?re covered in mud and pigshit.? He grabbed my plastic collar and shook me. ?I can barely tell it?s you!? He wiped off some mud in disgust, letting the green collar show through. ?Didn?t anyone tell you what day it is??
?No, Sir.? I felt miserable, sorry he had got his hand dirty because of me. ?May I clean your hand??
?Shut up. Where?s Red??
?With the cows, Sir.? Red was younger than me, and she was supposed to have come take over from me at noon, but noon had come and gone and I could only assume she was held up with the cows.
?Get her to take over, and you go clean up. Father wants to see you in his office.? He turned on his heel and walked swiftly back into the house. There was something going on, and I started getting nervous as it sounded like I was part of the something.
I ran as fast as I could, ignoring the pain of my bouncing breasts, and found Red crouched down under a cow and rubbing its? stomach. Her naked flesh was just as dirty as mine, but her red collar was quite plain to see. I felt a moment?s resentment, stupid really, but I couldn?t help it.
?Red!? She faced me, her eyebrows raised in question. ?Do the pigs. I have to see Father.?
She nodded and I raced to the river to wash, trying not to think about how pretty she was too. Even covered in mud, that had been clear to see, had been clear to see since the winter. She was better than me in so many things already, and when the weekly punishments were carried out, she was always treated less severely. Sometimes, she wasn?t even punished, which was quite unheard of. I had a feeling she was going to be kept in the family rather than being taken to auction, and I was trying very hard not to hate her for that.
Auction! My heart suddenly raced. Candy had said something a few days ago, about how the men were very satisfied with my service and how pleased she was with me also - maybe today was the day?
It did turn out to be my day for going to auction, and Father gave me a good strapping on my bum for not being prepared. Then I pulled on my brown burga and huddled down in the truck bed, trying to be inconspicuous as well as trying to take discrete peeks at the passing scenery. I couldn?t see much, the mesh over my eyes too thick and black, but I always tried to every time I was lucky enough to be taken out.
The market was busy; the sound of hundreds of men talking quite deafening and my nervousness was starting to turn quickly into fear. I was looking at the ground as was good and proper, but I could sense that a lot of men we passed were looking and judging. They couldn?t see through the burga, but they could get an idea from how the cloth moved over my curvy figure as I shuffled along behind my Father and Brother.
Suddenly it was quiet and I listened as Father talked about me, just clarifying details on my pedigree. I tensed, even though I knew that my papers were all in order as Father would have ensured that, but there was always the chance it could go wrong and then the state could have me. The fear was making me tremble, and I had to clench my jaws tight to stop my teeth chattering. It was made worse by the fact it was cold, and as I was naked under my burga the cold was really affecting me, especially through my bare feet on the concrete floor.
?Remove your burgas!?
I jumped, caught by surprise. After a moment?s hesitation, I did as I was told, but I was tense and my hands were shaking. I?m always naked at home, but wore the burga if there was company or if I had to go outside the estate, so this was the first time I was naked in front of a man outside the family. And I wasn?t the only female there. I?d been so preoccupied and also half-blinded by the burga that I?d failed to realise there were five others there.
All six of us stood naked with our brown cloth at our feet. I looked up just briefly and froze at the sight. Two strange men. Knowing they were seeing me naked and seeing them seeing me naked were two different things. One man was physically touching and measuring, checking inside our mouths, as well as poking a sharp finger up our cunts ? unpleasant, but the family had done it regularly to me so I was used to it, but one of the others screeched. A quick slap shut her up. The other man who held a palmtop noted everything he said down.
Then numbers were written on us, big and black, the number 3 spanning all the way from my collarbone to my belly button. Repeated again on my back, and on both upper arms. An injection came next, a quick stab into one of our bum cheeks, and that made me even more nervous. Injections were common, but explanations were rarely given and I?d once woken up to find myself in another country with two weeks worth of memory missing.
We were taken through to the holding pens, the sawdust underfoot nice and warm and the presence of other animals warming the air. I shivered again, but it wasn?t as cold anymore and I waited patiently in the chute, third in line. There were two lots to go before us though, one of cows and the other horses, and I could hear the audience now, shouting out bids above the general conversation. It wouldn?t be long now. Soon I?d know if I was good enough to tempt a man to take me as a wife...
What if I wasn?t attractive enough to make any man consider me as good wife material? What if no man out there was even willing to bid on me? It could happen; big tits and wide hips didn?t guarantee anything. If there was no life as a wife ahead of me, I?d be taken by the highest bidder for whatever service they wanted of me, and if there were no bidders, then the state stepped in and utilised me as they saw fit. The best I could hope for was housework. The duties of a wife without any of the benefits ? like gifts of clothes and ornaments, and the freedom to go out uncovered by a burga. And nice things to eat and drink.
But due to an increased awareness of environmental concerns, the popularity of going back to nature, manual labour in factories and farms and such things were in greater demand. Father himself had twenty females who worked the fields, having scaled down his reliance on machinery and chemicals. Sometimes I saw some of them, yoked and pulling ploughs, others scrabbling in the dirt hauling weeds and rocks out. The state had given him the females for free, as an incentive to turn the farm more environmentally friendly.
And even that fate was nothing compared to some I had heard about. Like medical research. Like hunts.
I had reason to tremble, and I wasn?t the only one. The one who had screeched when her virginity was being inspected was shaking so much the fencing was rattling. Not much noise, but enough to get my attention and if she wasn?t careful, she was going to get more than a slap for offending a second time. It would be a simple thing to reach over so she wasn?t touching the fence, but we weren?t allowed to talk or touch other females without permission, and now wasn?t the time or place for me to be disobedient.
Just in case the men did notice the rattling, I stood far enough away from the sides so there was no chance of mistaking me for the offender.
And then we were moving forward and all thought left my head.
I remember it being bright, lots of artificial lights as well as the sun coming in through the auction room windows. The place was more windows than wall, and it was ironic that I got to see more of the world outside the estate right then than at any time in my past. Covered by burgas and huddled on the floors of vehicles with eyes obediently lowered, or put in the trunk, or in cases and crates, none of it allowed for much sightseeing.
Bright and loud. There were hundreds of men looking us over as we walked around the auction ring, their voices and gestures more than a little intimidating. I just followed the female in front and tried to not see anything even as I was told to look this way and that.
I remember the smell too, man sweat and cigarettes and animal stink.
Then the auctioneer was holding me by my arm, moving me around, bending me forward, spreading my bum cheeks, bending me back and having hold my pussylips apart. I jumped up and down a few times, offered my tits to some in the audience who squeezed and verified they were real, and the same for my cunt. Virgin, the word was passed through the crowd. Would make a good wife, the auctioneer said, excellent pedigree, trained in looking after the household, a cattle and pig farm, a produce farm; early puberty, good breeding investment. Good resale potential.
His words went over my head. I just listened out for the commands shutting out everything else, as I had been trained to do all my life
I was taken off to the side, behind some screens, and some men came to inspect me more personally. One forced his hand inside my mouth, and I gagged repeatedly but didn?t try to back away from him. My eyes were tearing and I was really afraid I would throw up on him and that would be disastrous. Fear helped me keep from doing that, but my whole body was spasming from the hand he was trying to worm down my throat.
?You?re a virgin in all your holes??
I nodded, but said ?yes, Sir? too even though his hand was still inside my mouth. Some men are offended when you don?t respond vocally.
He shook his head and left. My heart sank. But the other two preferred complete virgins and I tried even harder to please them. More fingering of my cunt, quite painful stretching to see how many fingers I could take, and the same with my ass. I was bent over, my legs spread and my hands against the fence. They reached over now and then to feel my breasts, spanked me a few times and one whipped me with his belt to see how well I took the pain. I took it quietly, like the men in my family had taught me to take it.
But some men liked noise and I felt my fear rise again. ?I can be noisy too, Sirs.?
They laughed, patting my hot punished ass. ?If we wanted you noisy, you?ll be noisy.? There was a hard spank then, making me flinch. ?Go on, then, go back out there.?
I went back out to the ring.
And the rest I can?t remember very clearly. Bidding began, loud and fast and I remember just listening out for the auctioneer?s instructions when my turn came. It is all blurry and hazy in my head, and then there was a bright golden rope being tied around my neck and I was led out of the auction. I knew what the rope meant, but I didn?t react, I just numbly went along until I was crouched inside a cunt carrier, until the darkness somehow woke me up.
I almost pissed myself in relief. Whatever else I didn?t remember, the colour of the rope was clear in my mind and the feel of it now in the dark was like the best comfort I could imagine. I was hot and sweaty crammed inside my carrier, and the smell of my own fear was offensive, but I was almost giddy with happiness because I was going to be a wife. A wife! - the highest status for a female and I had made it!
There were sounds outside, and I wished I could see out but even the slot at the bottom had been shut. I wondered how the others had fared, whether any had been unlucky and had ended up under the state. Especially number 2. She had been too fragile for any man to seriously consider her, but then again, some men preferred a challenge. I know my Brother liked his females obedient, like all men, but he also liked using force to get obedience. He liked seeing us trying to obey and failing, and then making us obey. Maybe she?d be lucky enough to get a man like him.
But my mind came quickly back to my own situation and I wrapped the rope round and round my hand and held it to my face, smelling and licking and rubbing it all over my face. I was to be wed, I was going to be a wife. I rested my head on the floor, my roped hand tucked in over my mouth and nose, and went to sleep breathing in the smell of the wife leash.
~tbc~
come whisper sweet pervy things in my ear: [email protected]
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Alistair needed relief. He couldn’t wait until bedtime. He knew that at this very moment in another part of the world his wife Julie was getting fucked. He lay back on his bed with his trousers and shorts around his knees and a pair of Julie’s knickers wrapped around his cock. He could picture Abdul now between Julie’s parted legs furiously fucking her. Alistair had fucked Julie many times on their settee. Julie loved it there. A quick, unannounced fuck. Knickers off, skirt pulled back. One...
I texted my mate Nic a summary of the plan with Cheryl. Nic and I had once discussed a 3some with a hot chick he knew over a beer. Nothing had happened, but I knew he was keen. He asked for a few pics of Cheryl and was very enthusiastic when I sent about 6 pics of her to him. She was a hot sexy Bikini babe and her pics showed her slim athletic body off beautifully. Nic asked if there was anything off limits with Cheryl. I said I didn’t think so but he should ask her. I told him she...
The first four items on the list were not at issue. Jeff and I would be married. We were both Jewish so there would be a rabbi and a chuppah. Both families and all our friends would be there. So would half the business community. The guest count was over fifteen hundred and seemed to still be climbing. Who were these people? Not only would the attire be dress-up, black tie was preferred. And flowers? Anyone with allergies would need to dose up on antihistamines to make it through what was...
Hi people, writing story in ISS is always a pleasure. This story is the third part of my stories, “Horny mom seduced and fucked son” and “Threesome with mom and friend”. In this story my mom seduced and fucked two of my closest friends as they were leaving town. Unfortunately, I am not there this time. I was busy watching them from the other room because my mom didn’t want my friends to feel awkward. Coming to the story… My mom and I used to have sex on a regular basis as you would know....
She was fascinating in the way her body flowed with the water as if she were part of it. Each graceful stroke of her soft arms propelled her along the surface, in harmony with the nature that surrounded her as well as the fiery sunrise catching on her wet skin. Then she disappeared under the surface, sliding beneath the water as her blond hair followed, ebbing away slowly until it became one with the water. Her head broke the surface, leading her body up into the sweet air of the new day as...
Hi, indian sex stories dot net Reader! Welcome back and those who are reading my story for the first time, I am currently 21 years old with a figure 36-30-36 and a fair complexion with waist length hair. Last month, my parents were out of town for a business meeting and I was staying alone at home so my best friend decided to come over for a sleepover. We got some drinks and food ordered and watched Netflix for a long time until we got high. I was wearing a noodle strap spaghetti with shorts...
Mom knew I crossdressed since I came out to in school and help me dress supported me. She even new about guy I was with an how since my bad divorce I was dressing fulltime. Well she called me and said that she wanted to go on a hike in the mountains just to get away.I told her to go but she said she wanted to spend time with me.I said ok I knew Ihad to go buy some hikeing boots so went and got pair that were nice with pink in them.The next day was very nice and warm for our 3 hour trip to...
I love going to my wife’s brother’s place. His wife is a lot like my ex-wife physically. Very coarse, short black hair, 36C tits, good firm ass. And a very, very hairy pussy.Years ago my wife actually told me “you should try feeling ##### pussy, it’s what you’re used to.I was like what? And she said she’s seen her in the bath and she’s very bushy just what you like. Interesting, since my wife is shaved, but it put the thought of playing with bush again into my head.My sister in law has always...
My wife, Megan, and I were born and raised in the Dallas area, and we were able to find good jobs here after college. We live in an affluent suburb, which is a wonderful place to raise our daughter, Julia. Megan and I got married right after college, and by the ages of twenty-three our daughter was born. Julia turned sixteen at the beginning of the summer before her junior year in high school, and Megan and I were still relatively young, thirty-nine-year-old parents.It was a lot of fun raising...
TabooIntroduction: This is my very first sex story and I am very excited to share it. It is a complete work of fiction. Constructive criticism is always welcome. I also need an idea for the next story. Should I write about how the two started? Should Sasha be the dominant one in the next story? Ideas are welcome and all will be taken into consideration. I hope you enjoy this story. I felt him before I heard him. Taking a deep breath I braced myself for what I knew was coming and I opened my legs for...
I looked at my sister Erica and wondered what the catch was. As a rule we never did anything nice for each other without some sort of quid pro quo. Erica had just asked if she could give me a massage without asking for anything in return. I had received a few of her massages in the past in exchange for doing her chores, and they were great. She was studying physiotherapy and knew her way around the human body.“Okay, but what do you want?” I asked suspiciously.“Nothing,” Erica said a little...
IncestWe managed to get two of the bedrooms and the kitchen set up before it started to get time for supper. I called and ordered a couple of pizzas and we retired to my place to have our meal. “Thank you for the pizza, Daddy. My favorite,” Emily said. “My pleasure, sweetheart.” “John, my pussy is tingling remembering how masterfully you handled the problem with the truck rental company. I just can’t stand it. I want you to fuck me right now and I want Emily to watch,” Lydia said as she slipped...
I would describe her as slim with small boobs with short dark hair. She has always been shy sexually and is even reluctant to undress in front of me! I put this down to her religious parents. We had the usual boring sex maybe once or twice a week, and it was always at my instigation. On my birthday we went out for a meal, and during this I ordered a bottle of wine. Now my girlfriend does not drink, but that night I pursuaded her to have some. When she had drank two glasses, she seemed to...
The flight home was quiet, for the most part, as I wanted to make Carmanza, and her girls feel as comfortable as possible, as I had turned their lives upside down mainly because I could. So when we did get to the Hotel, Snowdove, Sharon, and Cathy, as well as Windtalker and Nightwing, I went to another suite to watch the football games. As we also controlled the suites around our suite, I thought this would be the girl’s gossip and get to know you time. Pam, Windtalker, and Carmanza came to...
Leah lay in the motel bed staring at the lead singer she'd just bedded. She was well fucked and still wanted more. Jim felt her eyes on him and looked over at her. Her Irish skin was flushed and her lips were bright pink from the attention of his mouth. She looked adorable, laying naked in the bed, her pale breasts heaving in the dim light, smoke escaping between her swollen lips. Jim waited patiently as Leah finished her cigarette and put it out. His cock was still partially stiff and as she...
Straight SexBefore starting the story, I would like to describe the main character of the story. My brother’s friend – Let’s call him J. He is 6 ft 2 in tall, dark and has a ripped body. I have a dusky complexion and an hourglass figure – 36-29-38. Now, let’s begin the story. I and my brother live together and our parents don’t live with us. We are in another town for work. One day, my brother and his friend J were at our house to discuss something matter related to their work. I entered the room to...
Lani Rails is so fine. Blonde, petite, a perfect tan & great tits. She’s also my stepmother. I (Brett Maker) kept stealing glances, staring and taking anything to the spank bank that I could. But it couldn’t go on like that so I decided to move out. When I told Lani she was very concerned and pressed me for answers.I didn’t want to tell her but she kept insisting so I let her know; I had a crush on her. Lani was shocked but determined; she said we had to fuck and get it...
xmoviesforyouOver the next four months, John and Zithrusa perfected their act. Wong was surprised that John had learned the aristocratic language so well, in fact he spoke it better than some of the Elite. Zithrusa was a treasure, a very high class woman who would fit in among the very highest status wives. John sometimes had to teasingly take her down a notch, when she got too into her role and was too snobbish to the caravaners in a polite and icy way. He grabbed her from behind, and began sullying her...
My Wonderful Obsession Part 26: Storm Clouds As I've mentioned before, life for me usually settled into a nice comfortable routine once school resumed after the end of summer vacation. Well, it certainly worked that way for the first eleven years of school. The twelfth had to be the anomaly, of course - but as you already know it was my own damn fault. I just HAD to start popping birth control pills and playing dress-up. I just HAD to have a steady boyfriend. I just HAD to get a...
What the fuck is it about porn comics that draw horny bastards the world over? I’m impressed with the detailed art and sex scenes as much as the next guy. But between you and me, I prefer beating off to porn featuring in-the-flesh beauties rather than something conjured up by some dude’s sex-crazed brain!I’m not kink-shaming, though! If watching Peter and Loise Griffin fuck each other while their son Chris beats off in the corner gets you off, that’s nature, and you can’t fucking change that!...
Porn Comics SitesBorn on the Caribbean island of Puerto Rico, she was used to deprivation and poverty, and from an early age she decided she would do whatever to escape and find a good live elsewhere. She had one sister and three brothers, and many “uncles” who used to regularly visit her mother. She was about 12 when she inadvertently came across her mother, who was a fine looking specimen of womanhood, bent over the back of a chair, totally naked and an “uncle” who was standing behind her, Her mother pert...
Continuing my life story. Please read Parts 1-10 first. My sex life had become very good at this time. I had three boys on constant rotation; trying new things that I thought of or were asked of me. I had developed a great confidence in myself. I knew I could please boys and be appreciated by them. I wasn’t scared to ask for what I wanted and nothing I knew of was going to scare me because my body was so accommodating to whatever was asked of it. I developed very strong urges...
Group SexI come home after a long day. Home sweet home. Big and empty. Exactly as I like it. I lie down on my king-sized bed, and finally exhale. God, I needed that. It’s not easy being a big and tall Black guy in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. People stare at you so much sometimes you wonder if you’re an alien. And it’s not just Caucasians doing the staring. East Asians, North American Indians and Arabs stare at my Black ass too. I thought they were minorities too but go figure. Anyhow, I try...
He likes to watch me dance.He likes it when I turn on the music and kick off my shoes to stand in front of his wheel chair and when I close my eyes and start to sway, he leans back with a thankful smile on his lips. The music is slow and dreamlike, a record from his old collection that reminds him of when he was young, and it creeps in under my skin and into the very structure of my bones where it takes control and makes me move.My body is in constant, slow movement as I cock my head to one...
Fiona’s diary: It had been a great weekend, in spite of everything. True, it hadn’t gone quite according to plan, but I could see that Amanda was definitely interested in me, and her personality made her deliciously sweet and compliant. She glowed with my approval and yearned to please me, which was just how I liked my pets. She also seemed to like my feet, though it may have only been her sense of inferiority and her desire to serve me which made her act that way. It was enough, though: I...
*** Directed Affection I knocked on her apartment door. I really enjoyed coming over to her place. Mine wasn’t nearly as fancy. I heard quick footsteps and the door quickly opened. “Jake!” Alexandra exclaimed. She made it seem like she hadn’t seen me in a decade. I had just been over two nights ago. “How are you Sandra.” I remarked as I stepped inside. “Good, I’m good. How are you?” She was excited. I was too, but I was able compose myself. Her excitement was very exposed. “I’m excellent. It...
FetishPrologue i. ‘Do you know what would be fun?’ ‘No. Tell me.’ ‘Stealing a transporter band and going to Earth.’ ‘You think it would be fun to break the law?’ ‘Nah, I think it would be fun to go to Earth. I don’t care how we get there.’ ‘Well, you go on your own then. I’m not getting involved. They’ll lock you up for life if they find out you’ve been to a forbidden planet. Especially the most forbidden planet in the galaxy.’ ‘They’ll never know. We’ll be back before anyone realises we’re gone.’...
After Tom and Mark had returned Mia to Tom's apartment, Mark running interference to insure that no one saw Tom carrying a full body bag into his home, they drove to the station to develop their new information. Fortified with the station's vile coffee, they laid out a map and protractor on Tom's desk. After a few minutes of bickering over the proper method to do so, they placed their baseline coordinates and used the compass bearings from Tom's notebook to draw lines from each...
As I did Josh got behind me and his poker stiff knob went straight up my hole. Dan and Joe got in front of me and I licked and sucked both their cocks. Bloody hell I was being fucked by three black guys in a hotel corridor! Josh’s prick was a real length and his cockhead was banging my cervix as he rammed me. Joe was a similar size, very long and thin, thank god as he’d got his prick that far down my throat that my eyes were watering. Dan’s cock was a lot smaller in length, but was fat as a...
Introduction: Fanfiction for Twilight Jessica and I had been friends since the 3rd grade. There wasnt a whole lot we had in common but when you grow up in small town Forks, Washington USA, there isnt a whole lot of people you can call your best friend just because there arent a whole lot of people your age. Honestly though, Jessica was probably just more of the only person who would hang-out with me. She told me all about her boy problems and called me when she was having a bad hair day and I...
Everything has happened six years ago when we cunoscut.El and I were together for a few weeks. I was 37 years old he was only 18, a k** rebellious and full of life in search of new sensations and countries, I was a grown woman goes through life alone and after a difficult divorce. But enough to fill us trust that we harbored feelings for each other and enough passion to be still at its peak. Even when we are in public, he barely able to keep her hands off me, and I had the pleasure desebita of...
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The same three couples from the first class came back for the second. Tonight's class was about tantra massage techniques. The actual instruction was very brief and simple. Karen demonstrated a slow, kneading technique on her partner. Then she did a fingertip feather stroke technique. And finally, she demonstrated a gentle fingertip rub technique. Karen told us that every stroke should be slow and gentle. The idea was to give pleasure and build up sexual energy without making anyone...
Group SexThere was a third Hummer in the caravan on the return trip to the capitol. The additional Hummer held the driver, three guards, and two prisoners. We were a pretty serious group on that return trip. I am sure the two prisoners knew what was in store for them. The questions were few and obvious. The answers were likely to be both difficult to get, and difficult to accept, when they finally came. At that moment only the two of them knew where Williams went after that restaurant. Even they...
We are driving through the hills of Indiana., heading to a breathtaking state park. It's chilly. Okay, its downright cold. A freezing 32 degrees currently, dark grey clouds and slightly misting. The low tonight will be twenty-two, the perfect temperature to curl up with someone and create heat.You are super excited: your hands strum the wheel and you create your own lyrics to whatever song is playing. I am excited as well. I rub my hands through the gap between my thighs to give warmth to my...
Love StoriesWith the changes in my persona, there were a few in Tina’s. Again, not massive earth shaking changes but changes none the less. One of them was how we interacted especially in public. We were more like friends than a couple. No one would have been able to notice anything other than two people that knew each other really well. I once asked her about how she was acting. Tina stated, “Well, do you really think we should act like 'husband' and wife? I mean honestly you hardly appear husbandly. We...
CrossdressingNEIGHBORSA STORY OF SECRECY AND SPYINGFICTION BYAMANDA WRIGHTERCOPYRIGHT © 2010, WWW.CRAZYXXX3DWORLD.COMCHAPTER 3 “I just can’t believe it, Katy. That’s awful! Of course you can stay here as long as you want! It will be nice to have a roommate…I hate being here alone!” I was truly lucky to have such a good friend. Cara and I had been close since elementary school, and I considered her to be my very best friend. Cara was about my height, but more petite. She was pale, with dark brown eyes and...
I waited silently in her house, barely moving, watching the front door. Waiting for the key to hit the lock, for the door to open and for her to appear. I have been waiting all day for her to come home. I suddenly hear the approaching sound of a car outside. My heart starts to race at the idea that it might be her, but the car passes by the house and I settle down again. Another car, then another and another, all the time my pulse quickening and my heart beat rising. The hours pass and I...
Where I Belong By Donna Sash [email protected] Even after all this time, he still did not know what the turn on was. Maybe it was the naughtiness of it all. Boys, by society, were not allowed to wear feminine clothing. There it was. Girls could wear anything they wanted, men's pants, shirts, suits, why not? However, have a boy put on a skirt and he was shunned. Wear lace, or a pretty pattern, bam, you're a sissy. Well I am a sissy, but that is beside the point. It all started...
Hi All, My name is Dan, I am 27 years old, good looking with an average body and I am back with my latest adventure, with my hot neighbor. I moved to Bangalore last month because of a new job and rented a place near my office in Whitefield, and as destiny would have it, got lucky with one of my neighbors. Her name is Indu, she is 32 and is married for 5 years now, and her husband had gone on a business tour just two weeks before I moved to the house adjacent to theirs, since their only kid had...
Angela White & Ivy Lebelle drive around downtown LA to find a BBC! Ivy was hoping to just go back to Angela’s place and have a girls night but Angela had different plans for them, she wants to find a BBC to take home and have their way with. It’s not hard to convince Ivy to go along with it as they drive away and start their search. They come across Jax Slayher sitting on the side of the road eating and pull up next to him and tell him to get in. He’s confused at first but who’s going to...
xmoviesforyouThree extremely hot girls are hanging out and having a video game competition. They are also recording it because it is their very first annual event.The three of them all start playing the game and the shoving and pushing during the games begin. It seems that stripping is a part of this game and it isn t long before there is a room of hot chicks with game controllers and no pants or panties on. As the girls lose more clothes, they walk the losers up to the camera and slap naked ass for...
xmoviesforyouHi guys. I am Rohit and I am a big fan of iss stories. Here is a real story of mine for which I was thinking a lot that how to convey it. Now coming to the story; my name is Anvesh (changed) and I am 24 years old and working in a BPO. I am good looking with a height of 5’11” with athletic body and with a 7inch long dick. Coming to my wife; her name is Sowji (changed) she is 23 years old. She is a fair and very beautiful lady with a figure of 32-26-36.She has long hairs which make her look...
I was really upset when my daughter called from another state and announced that she had married a black man. I was even more upset when she said he lost his job and they were moving back here to live with me. I had been divorced for years but raised in the Deep South where white and black didn't mix much.Then the day came, I tried to avoid them by doing normal household chores and other things I had put off for years. My daughter obeyed his every wish. Getting him this and that and telling me...
I was probably unconscious for no more than a minute. It was long enough for the Morling to move astride me, standing there and beating his chest as if he had just slain a dragon. I was aware that my left arm was broken. It had evidently taken all my weight along with that of the flychair. The flychair now pinned me to the ground. My right arm, which still gripped the still functioning light whip, appeared to be undamaged. I pushed the thumb control forward as the Morling began his usual...