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Hilflos, ?ngstlich, weiblich sucht By derdurchdiezeitreisende Ihr sympathisches L?cheln hebt meine Laune. Die zierliche Stewardess gef?llt mir. Mir gef?llt, wie sie sich bem?ht freundlich und adrett auf mich zu wirken. Das haben sie Ihr gut beigebracht, denke ich bei mir. Die Amerikanisierung unserer Dienstleistungsbranche und die Angst den Job zu verlieren, macht unsere Dienstboten viel unterw?rfiger. Als ich mich gen?sslich mit einem selbstgef?lligen L?cheln in den Ledersessel der ersten...
Pia looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her hairless pussy, freshly shaven that morning, and firm 15 year old breasts, upturned nipples hard, stared back at her, ready for the day.She had been visiting her mother now for 2 weeks this summer, over her own birthday, and missed her boyfriend terribly. She had decided a while back to let him, finally, have her, but she had been trapped in NY since then, and there was only so much fingers and her imagination could do for her! She was in such...
Pia headed for the showers, her hair mussed with sweat from her intense workout. As she entered the empty locker rooms, she could hear a faint moaning from the showers at the back and she paused in her footsteps. Could someone be hurt? She made her way to the showers and stepped into the steamy room to look for the source of the sound and immediately found what she was looking for. A man, water rolling down his broad chest, stood under the stream in the far corner pleasuring himself. Her...
This planet had the most bazaar method of greeting we’d ever seen. And it was a completely hedonistic society.The year was 2520 and the Federation was on over 800 planets and still spreading out. We were just one of over fifty male/female pairs whose mission it was to travel to our assigned planets and get to know their societies, their forms of government, etc. Our mission was necessary because the Federation only located inhabited planets, logged them as such, then sent us to make contact and...
My visit to the capital of the State of Washington, Olympia, was not disappointing as your very own LESLIE LANCASTER made me feel extremely welcumed!Leslie is a bartender in downtown Olympia and after a few hours of serving me (and herself) some drinks, her shift ended and she came over to sit with me. We talked and drank for a few hours as she told me about her boyfriend and how big of an asshole he was being lately. This is the obvious sign to pick up on that a girl is open to play ball so...
My visit to the capital of the State of Washington, Olympia, was not disappointing as your very own LESLIE LANCASTER made me feel extremely welcumed!Leslie is a bartender in downtown Olympia and after a few hours of serving me (and herself) some drinks, her shift ended and she came over to sit with me. We talked and drank for a few hours as she told me about her boyfriend and how big of an asshole he was being lately. This is the obvious sign to pick up on that a girl is open to play ball so...
Title: UtopiaRating: NC17Summary: A world without clothes and money... but with the same drama.Note: Special Chapter featuring some Survivor stars!Jan woke up from his slumber and after he had made himself some coffee exited his apartment. "Good morning, Laura, Claire." Jan said with a smile as he took a sip from his coffee when he saw the girls outside. "Hey you, haven't seen ya in a while," Laura said as she had her arm around Claire. "You going to check the mail downstairs as well?" Claire...
Die beiden bildhübschen achtzehnjährigen Mädchen Julia und Monika leben in einem kleinen Dorf in Osteuropa in ärmlichen Verhältnissen. Seit dem Ende der Schule arbeitslos melden sie sich beide auf eine Zeitungsannonce, in der von einer Agentur Arbeit als Au Pair - Mädchen in Deutschland angeboten wird. Julia ist ein großgewachsenes Mädchen mit langen braunen Haaren und gut entwickelten Brüsten, während Monika ein eher schlankes Mädchen mit langen Beinen und einem sehr süßen, knackigen Arsch...
Mein Name ist Rebecca und in meinem bisherigen Leben habe ich immer gewusst, dass ich lesbisch bin. Das erste Mal verliebt habe ich mich mit dreizehn. Damals war ich noch verwirrt, denn meine Gefühle galten einem Mädchen aus der Parallelklasse. Leider hat sie meine Gefühle nicht erwidert - jedenfalls habe ich das vermutet, denn geoutet war ich damals noch nicht. Die ersten sexuellen Erfahrungen habe ich erst mit siebzehn Jahren gesammelt, als ich gemeinsam mit Freundinnen auf einer Party war....
Ab und zu suche ich nach Inseraten zu Sextreffs. Meist handelt es sich um kommerzielle Angebote. Schon der Titel Vergewaltiger gesucht ist sehr ungewöhnlich. Neugierig sehe ich mir die Anzeige an: Wer möchte sexuell flexible Sie (19) vergewaltigen? Kein finanzielles Interesse! Bitte nur einzelne Männer oder Paare (m+w) ab 40, gepflegt und sauber. Keine bleibenden Verletzungen und nichts was ins Klo gehört! Aus Neugier beschließe ich sie anzuschreiben. Ich frage wie das laufen soll. Den Rest des...
Ben war seit etwa 2 Jahren als Rechtsanwalt tätig und hielt ein kleines Büro in der Innenstadt. Die Geschäfte liefen gut, doch bei der vielen Arbeit hat er in letzter Zeit kaum noch was vor die Flinte bekommen. Dabei sah er gut aus und als Mittdreißiger stand er noch ordentlich im Saft. Um sich Entlastung im Büro zu verschaffen, hatte er sich auf die Suche nach einer Sekretärin gemacht, die ihm bei den täglichen Erledigungen im Büro unter die Arme greifen konnte. Nach zwei Wochen hatte er...
Sklavin gesucht! Sabrina Schmitz saß an ihrem Schreibtisch und studierte die Kleinanzeigen in der Tageszeitung. Nicht, das sie etwas spezielles für sich suchte, sie las alles eher aus beruflichen Gründen. Als Kommissarin der Polizei in Aachen, verfolgte sie mit ihren Kollegen im Kommissariat für organisierte Kriminalität alles was ihr ungewöhnlich erschien. So konnten sie im letzten Jahr eine internationale Hehlerbande dingfest machen, die über Kleinanzeigen Fernseher und andere elektronische...
Sklavin gesucht! Sabrina Schmitz saß an ihrem Schreibtisch und studierte die Kleinanzeigen in der Tageszeitung. Nicht, das sie etwas spezielles für sich suchte, sie las alles eher aus beruflichen Gründen. Als Kommissarin der Polizei in Aachen, verfolgte sie mit ihren Kollegen im Kommissariat für organisierte Kriminalität alles was ihr ungewöhnlich erschien. So konnten sie im letzten Jahr eine internationale Hehlerbande dingfest machen, die über Kleinanzeigen Fernseher und andere elektronische...
Hallo zusammen, ich habe irgendwann mal irgendwo eine Story gelesen die mir sehr gefallen hat…Sie hiess Vera und die Drachen.Leider habe ich sie nie komplett zu lesen bekommen, wäre aber interessiert dies nachzuholen.Zum besseren erkennen hier die Story soweit wie ich sie habe.Ursprungsautor so meiner Information Erofant.Damit zur Story, sie ist NICHT aus meiner Feder und wird auchNUR zu dem Zwecke gepostet damit jemand sie evtl identifizieren kann..Sollte jemand die Story komplett haben wäre...
Ich hole alle meine Texte nach Hause, zu mir. Sei sind nicht neu, manche(r) kennt sie; ich will sie einfach nur bei mir haben. Sie erscheinen irgendwie etwas verloren - dort wo sie jetzt stehen. Zu denen, die sie das erste mal lesen, sei gesagt - sie erscheinen daher etwas aus dem Kontext gerissen, ohne Beginn und Anfang. Naja, seht selbst... Ich hätte auch noch eine Idee, aber dazu später. hier mein allererstes Kapitel: https://chyoa.com/chapter/Sie-antworten-ebenfalls.535490 Wie reagieren die...
BDSM[There is no explicit sex in this story. My intention is to elicit an emotional response from the reader. Please let me know with votes and comments how well I succeeded.] * When Josh’s Mom decided her boy needed to learn to play the piano he was seven. She found and bought a used upright, installing it in the family living room. Over three months she stripped the old finish off the wood, sanded and used steel wool to get the surface prepared and then used a marine grade polyurethane to make...
First Sight I'm an accomplished piano player for my age. I won't say pianist because I'm not that talented but I've had many years of training, starting with lessons at the age of five from my piano teacher mom. Mom is a stay-at-home wife who always supplemented our family income through piano lessons, provided (mostly) to the members of our parish which produced a fresh crop of students each year. For years, I watched Mom teach other k**s, from beginners to graduates just surpassing their...
The young Isabeau clenched her jaw and struck the ivory keys of the piano with her fists four times in quick succession. “Arpeggios, arpeggios, arpeggios! I despise arpeggios!” she screamed out in anger and frustration.Isabeau stood from her piano bench and stomped her way to the open window that looked out over the impeccably maintained garden of the mansion’s grounds. She stood in defiance with her back to her piano teacher, the Maestro, her arms crossed under her small breasts and her head...
SupernaturalNone of the following are true events! Pure fantasy! It was a typical autumn day. The temperature was still warm but the smell of leaves wafted through the air. It was my favorite smell. I was 17, a senior in high school. I walked into my choir room, yes I considered it mine, as I was there for class twice a day. Not only that, but I was there before school, after school and whenever I could talk another teacher into letting me cut out early. The room was large and spacious. The risers took...
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Growing up, I was an ugly duckling, the kid taking piano lessons, the kid with braces and white socks with rings around the ankles. My parents would not allow me to play sports because of my braces and a knee injury that I had sustained playing football in seventh grade. By 1969, I had outgrown white socks, the braces came off, I switched to playing the trumpet, and grew more than six inches over the summer; but my real transformation was yet to come. Through hard work and perseverance, I...
With the summer of 2013 around the corner, the hunt is on for the biggest, meanest and most beautiful butt in town. I smile to myself as I spotted my latest target. The owner of said booty is this tall, curvy, dark-skinned sister I spotted walking through the Carleton University library on a fine Monday morning in mid-March. I saw her practically sashaying that magnificent booty from side to side as she made her way to the printer, and fiddled with the machine which for some reason wouldn’t...
After a hard day at her job with the Maxwell Insurance Company in downtown Toronto, executive Eldana Melenik comes home, and gets the surprise of a lifetime. Lying on the living room floor, completely naked, is her Haitian husband, Ontario Provincial Police officer Paul Augustine. The young Ethiopian woman smiled when she saw her hubby face down and ass up, waiting for her. Smiling, she wishes him a good afternoon. Grinning, her favorite big and tall Black hunk tells her that he’s lubed up and...
The year is 2120. The details are hazy, but over a century ago is when things started to go bad. The political climate changed for the worse, people's rights were slowly stripped, America's military power was ramped up even more, and the voice and rights of the people were being trimmed every year. In a lone, short sighted act, a vigilante assassinated the president, but this only caused politcal powers to clamp down harder. Strict laws about family and individual freedoms were put in check....
The year 776 b.c is known as the first ancient Olympic Games by the Greeks. But archaeologists have found out that two years earlier, in 778 b.c. some kind of wrestling competition was created at Mount Olympus. The cause of this wrestling fight was the discussions betweens de gods and the goddesses, which gender was the strongest. And so there is one of the sports : ancient wrestling. Which means wrestling naked in a sort of amphitheatre. Unlikely the next Olympic Games, women were allowed to...
Pia headed for the showers, her hair mussed with sweat from her intense workout. As she entered the empty locker rooms, she could hear a faint moaning from the showers at the back and she paused in her footsteps. Could someone be hurt? She made her way to the showers and stepped into the steamy room to look for the source of the sound and immediately found what she was looking for. A man, water rolling down his broad chest, stood under the stream in the far corner pleasuring himself. Her...
Straight SexWell it was oy 2 hours in duration but thebuild up and fact it was so special to memade this the most wonderful 2 hours of love ever with myhoney.We had arrived at the piazza bench anothernightand been unlucky as was people there and they wouldnt leave. Last night I went back with him and surprise surprise people were there again.Would I ever get it on there?We sat on the bench of 4 benches and held each other. I whispered of my desires to my honey. As we sat talking quietly I got more excited....
Pornotopia Juliette Lima On phosphor screen I see the words that call For me to follow even though the way Will take my life of ease from me The siren softly says, "follow me" I hear the whispered call, I go to give Her pallid fingers beckon, her arms wide stretched Welcome me to her. I move as dazed caring naught She draws me in, I cede my soul to her The perfume of her swallows me I breathe to drink Her essence as though my lungs might feed my soul. She kisses my lips I...
Hi all the readers of ISS this is my 2nd post. I am not an avid fucker like most of you but I love to do it and that too slowly but surely to make it enjoyable. Thanks a lot for your response to Ahmedabad yahoo chatroom to Rajkot Hotel Room coming back to the incident. I work with one of the Fortune 500 companies as Senior Manager in Sales department. I am based out of Ahmedabad and was posted in Surat. It so happened that there was launch planned for Jharkhand and company looking at my...
Piacere’s ShockbyPiacereQ and I just recently began playing with electricity, so we are both learning. For him it’s understanding electricity, and, most importantly, how it can be used to excite, pleasure and torture without causing long-term injury or worse. For me, it is learning to enjoy the stimulation and varying sensations as well as training my body how to respond and accept the pain e-torture can create.Until we began using a TENS unit and are now at the upper end of what’s available...
ECONOTOPIA © Gentle Master Vorwort Wir schreiben das Jahr 2054. Es gibt weder Regierungen noch Ländergrenzen.Sie haben sich einfach als zu große Hemmschuhe für die zunehmendeGlobalisierung der Wirtschaft erwiesen. Und aus der damit einhergehenden Monopolisierungdes Marktes ist ein einziges gigantisches Unternehmen, die World Con, hervorgegangen,das sämtliche Ressourcen der Welt kontrolliert. Geld gibt es auch nichtmehr, nur noch Bezugsscheine, die Cons, die je nach sozialem Beitrag...
I was working for an ambulance service when I met Grace. She was a beautiful Ethiopian girl, an immigrant to the US. The ambulance service was constantly hiring part time EMT's and paramedics, and she was hired in as a part time EMT. She was 25 years old, and was studying for a degree, hoping one day to be a doctor. I was attracted to her the moment I saw her - she had flawless ebony skin, beautiful eyes, gorgeous frizzy hair, an incredible smile, legs that seemed to go one for miles, and an...
FEMDOMTOPIA By: Shawna Summers [email protected] The stage lights dim, the female announcer's sultry voice intones from the darkness, "Welcome to the Female Domination game show... Femdomtopia! And now, our Mistress of Ceremonies, Lady Vendela." The statuesque blonde strides confidently onto the stage as the crowd breaks into applause. Her black leather suit shines in the bright spotlight as her bright blue eyes sparkle with mischief. She smiles wickedly, her crimson red lips...
Cassi woke, stiff and tried to move only to find herself bound, blindfolded. It took a few minutes to position herself. In a chair. Legs to legs, arms to arms. "Well at least I'm not upside down." She thought mournfully. She was nude, she noticed, and a cool breeze blew across her body. It made her nipples harden and her pussy clinch even as it fanned her anxiety. Who put her here? What were they going to do? She listened but couldn't hear anything. Not even a vent for the breeze. So,...
"Leroy Brown, wake up now and get out of that bed young man," Leroy's mother said from the bedroom door. "But mom, it's Saturday," Leroy said, tunneling into the bed covers in an attempt to get away from the morning. "Just give me another fifteen minutes, please." "That's what you said every fifteen minutes for the past hour. Now you get out of that bed and get dressed. You told me yourself that you were suppose to meet Sally for a case this morning, and since you decided to sleep...
Pornacopia dressed quickly and stopped to look around the room he no longer slept in. The only signs that the room had ever been occupied were the damp towel on the floor where he'd dropped it while he was getting dressed in his red t-shirt and brown slacks, and the open door to his closet as well as the drawers pulled out in his dresser. Pornacopia picked up the towel from the floor and dropped it on the unused bed before he sat down next to it to pull on his socks and shoes. He still...
"About time you made it down for breakfast," Mrs. Brown told her son as she placed his eggs in front of him. Pornacopia smiled up at her she spun away from the table, sending her open robe swirling just enough to reveal the slight bulge of her pregnant belly. Outside of the house Leroy's mother was still keeping her pregnancy hidden, but inside the house she took great pleasure revealing the fact that she was carrying her son's baby to the rest of the family. "Now make sure you eat it...
"Are you ok Sally," Pornacopia asked, giving his partner a concerned look. They were out in the garage again waiting for a potential client and he'd noticed the way her face had suddenly gone pale under her blond hair. "I'm fine," Sally said after a quick swallow, "it's just morning sickness." "Morning sickness?" Pornacopia asked in surprise, his head snapping around so fast he heard his neck crack. "That's right Leroy," Sally said with a weak chuckle. "You're three for...
"Sorry I couldn't come up with a better dinner," Mrs. Brown said apologetically as she helped herself to a slice of chicken, "but you didn't exactly give me much warning that you were coming over." "Stop apologizing," Mrs. Kimball said with a shrug of her shoulders. "I know we didn't give you much warning, but we felt it was important to get together right away after we found out about Sally." "You know about Sally and Leroy?" Mr. Brown said with a quick look at his son and the...
"So Jen and Sharon are in your class now?" Pornacopia asked his half-sister as he leaned back in his chair behind the makeshift desk of his detective agency. He reached over to Sally and traced the bulge of her belly down to the wet spot between her jeans where her pussy had soaked through her jeans as Lynn told them the most recent gossip. "That's right," Lynn said with a relieved sigh as she unhooked the top of her maternity pants and released her pregnant belly. At seven months along...
Jane woke to find that she was naked, and tied spread eagled on her bed. Panicking, she struggled to get loose for a few moments, before she realized that she wasn’t alone. Jack was seated in a chair at the far end of the room. She glared at Jack and said, “Let me loose.” “Nope,” Jack answered. He studied his fingernails for a moment before looking over at the woman. With a hard expression on his face, he said, “You can drop the amnesia act. I know a lot more about you than you...
Jane, feeling humiliated, remained tied spread eagle on her bed. The only changes in her situation from the morning were that she was now sitting upright a bit with pillow propping her up and she was wearing an adult diaper. There is no way to maintain any dignity as an adult while wearing a diaper. She had asked Jack to cover her with a sheet but he had refused stating that he wanted to see her bindings. When she had complained, he had reached over and pinched her nipple. He found her...
“How are you doing?” “I’m uncomfortable. I’m thirsty. I’m hungry. I’m bored out of my mind. My diaper is dirty. How do you think I’m doing?” Jane snapped at him. “Sounds like you are doing as well as can be expected,” Jack answered with a smile. “Screw you.” “What problem of yours should I address first,” Jack pondered aloud. “How about untying me?” Jack answered, “No.” “Change my diaper before I get diaper rash,” Jane said glaring at him. “What is diaper rash?” Jack asked looking at...
Jack said, “In my timeline, the United States destroyed its nuclear armament because our leaders felt that we weren’t responsible enough to own them.” “They were right. In my timeline, we nuked Iran,” Jane said. Attacking Iran with nuclear weapons almost brought the world to a global war. The only thing that actually prevented that from happening was the fact that President Taylor, in no uncertain terms, said that he would use them again if the United States was attacked. On the floor of...
Jack changed Jane’s diaper as his first act on her second morning of being tied to the bed. He had brought a bottle of baby power to relieve the rash that she had developed by the previous evening. She almost sighed in contentment when he had sprinkled it on her rear. Jane said, “Leave off the diaper for a little bit.” “Sure,” Jack said stepping back from the bed. “This is unhealthy. I could die from being tied up like this,” Jane said. “I could die by untying you,” Jack said with a...
Jane said, “I think President Taylor was the first President who really understood the true power of his office.” “What do you mean?” Jack asked. Jane answered, “He understood his role was to manage the various federal government agencies. Congress might pass laws and allocate moneys, but it is up to the president to see the laws are followed and the budgets are adhered to.” “I understand that,” Jack said. Jane continued, “President Taylor realized he didn’t have to spend the money...
Jane had been tied to the bed for four days, and was beginning to develop sores on her body. Her wrists were rubbed raw from fighting against the bindings. Being naked was humiliating enough, but wearing an adult diaper only compounded it. The hours spent lying in bed and staring at the ceiling gave her lots of time to consider her situation. She knew she was at the mercy of a serial killer. At any moment he could decide the future would be better off without her there to influence it. She...
Jack Dunn placed the paper plate with a sandwich on the picnic table before taking a seat across from Ed Taylor. With no clouds in the sky, the overhead sun beat down relentlessly on the two men. Hats kept their heads from baking and sunglasses prevented eyestrain. The soft breeze kept them cool. “I see that you’re still eating bologna sandwiches,” Ed said while pointing at the paper plate in front of Jack. “What can I say? I like them,” Jack said with a smile. Jack picked up his sandwich...
Upon realizing that he was tied to a chair, Ed decided that Tasers should be illegal. It was too easy to render someone helpless. He looked around for Jack. “Where’s Jack?” Ed asked. “The asshole left,” Jane answered. “Ah.” “What’s that mean?” Jane asked. “What’s what mean?” Ed asked. “You said, Ah. What did you mean by that?” Jane asked. “Nothing really,” Ed answered. “You must have meant something by it,” Jane said. “I didn’t,” Ed said staring at her unable to believe this...
Ed woke with a pounding headache. It was so bad that he could hear the blood pounding in his ears. Even blinking caused him to see stars. He groaned, “What hit me?” “The asshole drugged us last night,” Jane said understanding exactly how Ed felt. He rubbed his forehead hoping to relieve some of the pain he felt. It took him a moment to realize that he wasn’t bound to the chair. Surprised he said, “He untied me.” “He didn’t untie me,” Jane said after giving her restraints a slight...
April 20, 1987 If there was any color that described my timeline, it was the color gray. The landscape was gray; gray buildings hovering over gray streets filled with people wearing gray baggy clothes that hid the bodies beneath them. There weren’t even the splashes of color that graffiti would have brought. Graffiti had been eliminated through the simple expedient of banning paint. The only color was the blue sky above and there were too many days when even the sky was gray. The broad...
Ed steered his car onto the access road to the hotel. The access road was a four lane road with a divider between the lanes in each direction. He made it about twenty yards to a turnaround with a security checkpoint blocking the road beyond the turnaround. Security men, armed with automatic weapons, wearing armored vests, and helmets equipped with radios stopped Ed’s car. If they had been wearing military camouflage, they would have looked like soldiers on a checkpoint in a war zone. The men...
Caspian thought about simply exerting the physical advantage of his masculine form and struggling free to walk away from this self-inflicted dream, but the natural authority of the women, and his own inbuilt desire to be controlled by their obvious superiority, ensured his obedience to them. The redhead, whose residence they were all to venture to; the web in which he would be entangled, looked at Caspian with a confirmed air of confidence. "Give me the keys to your car, you'll go with one...
The women smiled smugly as they sorted the prints from the computer between them; Caspian was desperate to come now, as he watched their elegantly manicured hands pass the literature to each-other, their long mature legs crossing and shapely feet wagging the black stilettos each had donned to add to his exquisite torture. He now longed to read something to them, to take his mind from his raging need for relief. What had he let himself in for? His cock dribbled as his eyes drifted casually to...
Caspian was commanded to kneel on the futon once more, and did so in absolute obedience; the women smiling smugly at their complete control over a male they would continue to toy with, until their arousal reached a point which demanded the physical stimulation of his service in utter submission. Velvet in particular, was close to that point, her cunt tingled incessantly as she toyed with the whip in one hand whilst clutching the sordid tale he’d written in the other. Her face was solemn with...
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