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It was a rainy winter day. New Year's Eve was long gone, but winter persisted in the rural area where our school was located.The school itself was actually quite nicely located, next to a river and a mountain with a small castle overlooking the panorama. A few weeks had passed since my last visit to the girls' changing room. At the moment I didn't even have the urge to know exactly what it was I couldn't pin down. Sabine hadn't really noticed it back then either. Sure - that the shoe was in the...
PREFACE I began these memoirs when about twenty-five years old, having from youth kept a diary of some sort, which perhaps from habit made me think of recording my inner and secret life. When I began it, had scarcely read a bawdy book, none of which, excepting Fanny Hill, appeared to me to be truthful: that did, and it does so still; the others telling of recherche eroticisms or of inordinate copulative powers, of the strange twists, tricks, and fancies of matured voluptuousness and...
I've known her for a long time, around 9-10 years. Her name was Marie (name changed). She was tall, athletic, thin and had very light, almost white skin. Her brunette hair was only slightly longer than shoulder length. There was something about her, something that few had. A kind of aura, a feeling you had when she walked into the room. It was not so much what she said, no, she said very little. It was simply her presence that made you fascinate, even at this age. Back then we were actually...
The Kama Sutra is most notable of a group of texts known generically as Kama Shastra (Sanskrit: Kāma Śāstra). Traditionally, the first transmission of Kama Shastra or "Discipline of Kama" is attributed to Nandi the sacred bull, Shiva's doorkeeper, who was moved to sacred utterance by overhearing the lovemaking of the god and his wife Parvati and later recorded his utterances for the benefit of mankind. Part 1, Chapter 1: Preface Salutation to Dharma, Artha and Kama IN the beginning, the...
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The ancient Hindu literature on Kama (Love) is reviewed with reference to the early works on which the Vatsyayana's Kama Sutra is based and the later works which follow it. Sexuality as described in the ancient treatise is considered under the heads of sexual foreplay, techniques of coitus, and genital oral sexuality and in the light of the modern researches. INTRODUCTION. It may be interesting to some persons to learn how it came about that Vatsyayana was first brought to light and...
The End Of Possibilities, Or Was It? Preface She arrived to pick up the kids as he anxiously waited in the bedroom. As she walked in, he was cleaning up the room, putting away the children’s clothes and toys. She crossed the living room, as she seemed uneasy to be here, the house he now took up residence without her. She looked at the walls, all covered with their pictures. Her raven hair neatly pushed up into a ponytail, she adjusted the small halter-top she wore on hot days like this. Her...
=========== The Importance of Sophie: Preface by SmokingMan =========== I let out a massive sigh of relief as I flop down on my bed. Despite not being physically tired I’m mentally destroyed; senior year of high school is supposed to be smooth sailing; most kids usually end up booking all their hard classes into Junior year. And it would be easy, if it weren't for the calculus and physics. I pride myself on my intelligence but sometimes it can be more of a bane than a boon. I can...
DSRS Exile Fleet, Preface Chapter 0 In the twenty third century, mankind has moved out into the nearby stars. Expanding their presence wherever possible. But in the time between the twenty first and twenty third century, natural born women are in a decline. There are more males born than females. So women have gained a sense of power, they are given incentives and privileges far beyond what men are given. As a result those who are Transgendered have been targeted as...
This is historical fiction. I have included historical events into this tale and some historical persons. The events, deeds and quotes are purely fictional and do not reflect the characters of those persons. Wulf Isebrand was the military leader of the peasants in the Battle of Hemmingstedt, in 1500. Historians have differing views of his true person. Even his Dutch origins have come into question. Certainly, nothing is known about his offspring, and I took artistic licence to spin my tale...
As soon as I was settled, I got in my bikini to try out the jacuzzi. Let me describe myself. I am 5'8" tall, shoulder length brown hair, 40DD-30-36. I am big but well proportioned. My bikini triangles barely cover my large brown areolas, large nipples and my shaved pussy. Let's just say my bikini left little to the imagination. The temperature was in the high 50's. I got into the hot tub. The contrast of temperatures caused my nipples to become immediately rock hard and sensitive. I...
A young man's choice of what was traditionally a woman's career, and a very traditional trade school at which to learn it, leads to him taking on a very untraditional role in his quest for success. The first day of class Greg a little nervous. The 20-something college dropout was pinning a lot his hopes for the future on a new vocation. After leaving college mid-way though his freshman year, Greg hopped from one part time job to another. Fed up by the following summer, he visited...
Well, I would like to thank the people that responded to me privately regarding my story. I would like to acknowledge the very kind words they gave me in my first real attempt here. Several have indicated passionately that they would much like to ?know how everything got to that point and that is,? and ?where the real story is.? So-to-speak that is, since elements of the story are real and some is fantasy, thus far that is? So, I have decided to share parts of my life which are real and some...
Footnote from the "loyal Opposition" Legal books about dismissed cases usually end up on some law student's reading list after he or she upset a sadistic teacher. Or there are there to illustrate how the human factor can influence the law. Dismissed cases usually only have value when you are talking about the limitations of evidence or prosecution screw-ups. The case I was briefly involved with had portions of both. My name is Jamie Peterson, and this is my personal addition to this...
Each team has five players (and many bench players). In general, they are: Center: is a big and tall guy to control the area underneath the basket. Power Forward: another big guy, usually smaller than the center, helps control the basket, painted area, and rebounds, as well as shooting Small Forward: good in shooting and scoring, see below Shooting Guard: good in shooting and scoring. Often there is no clear distinction between a small forward and a shooting guard, and many...
This story was inspired by the words of the immortal Johnny Cash: I found him by the railroad tracks this morning I could see that he was nearly dead I knelt down beside him and I listened Just to hear the words the dying fella said He said they let me out of prison out in Frisco For ten long years I've paid for what I've done I was trying to get back to Louisiana To see my Rose and get to know my son Give my love to Rose please won't you mister Take her all my money; tell her buy...
She came running out of his room screaming abuse then threw his severed cock into the Ocean. Trevor staggered out the room clutching a white towel covered in blood to his stump, trying to stem the flow but the blood was going everywhere. And as the other guests came out of their rooms to see what the commotion was all about, the girl had run along the balcony, down the steps, jumped on her motorbike and was gone. Karl’s the name and I’m the new owner of The Mango Resort, a nice little hotel...
It's Friday October 7th 2005. It has been thirty weeks and six days, depending on where in the world you live, since my girlfriend, Vikki Thompson, departed Tullamarine Airport in Melbourne Australia on the first leg of the 'Multitude of Sins' tour of Britain and Europe. Easter in London was meant to be the last time that both families, mine and Vikki's, would see Vikki and the band before we flew back to Australia at the end of our all too brief Easter break. However a lot happened to...
The ceramoplast shell was warm when they slid him into it. A comfortable pair of goggles covered his eyes, and an electrode studded cap covered his now bald head. Above him the field induction machine hummed into life. As he waited for the scan to begin, Roger Wilton daydreamed about two things, first, what he'd do with the money he was about to receive for giving the government his permission to make a doppleganger of his brain and memories, and secondly, he imagined the situations in which...
“Chloe is on tenterhooks; she is going to ask Harry to come along with her to the signing ceremony. She and Chuck refused to go along unless they had a friend. Chuck’s buddy Bird-the-Nerd has agreed to go with him to help him with the chore of being part of a ceremony,” said Lauren smiling. “I like Harry’s family. Harry should have good potential, but Stan says he puts no effort into school complains it is boring and only wants to play sport,” said Dan frowning. “He has serious potential as...
Summary: A modern day, fairly real-world story where the creator of an intelligent computer uses technology to bring multiple fantasy women to life, using anime, cartoons and comic books as his source material. Disclaimer: The fictional characters used and mentioned throughout the story belong to their respective creators and/or corporate owners, not to me. That some aspects of the characters may be altered in a few specific ways as explained within the plot of the story does not alter any...
Newlyweds John and Doe driving to a hotel to start their wedding night in Mexico . When their car breaks down John checks under the hood, Doe tries using her cell phone to call a garage. Shit! Doe curses at the cell phone, the batteries were dead. Doe knew it must've been her bitch of a 19 year old stepdaughter Amy making calls at all hours. John says, "Start it now". Doe put her cell phone away and tried starting the car but it just stalled. A tow truck drove up and a guy got out "You need...
BDSMI was late as per usual. Madame Balashov formerly of some obscure St. Petersburg Ballet Company, but given her age, I think it was before it was called Petrograd or Leningrad, not the most recent name flip in the 90’s... would castigate my tardiness again.Frick I only wanted the ballet skills and drills to improve my sex life...I wasn’t touring the world dancing...maybe a cock fest tour one day...but not frickin pirouettes like a music box.You have no idea unless you’ve done ballet or done a...
The clock struck just after 7:00 PM as Richard lay on the couch flipping through random channels on his television set. Images from every facet of life whirled by as his digits compressed the remote; that is until through the flickers of people and static Richard noticed a commercial of a woman holding a diamond ring. Richard quickly cycled back through the channels to the one the commercial was on, just in time to read "Don't forget your loved ones" in giant bold print....
It was just another day. It started with a nice hot shower and I just let the water run down my body and I stood under the water until the it started to cool down. I went out onto the deck with my morning coffee and I was looking out over the back yard pool. I had a great view of the valley from where my houses situated at the top of the hill. I loved my house and my life. I was early retired due to some great tips and some well thought out stock purchases and sales. I was not the ultra wealthy...
From the OmniSentia site: In the late twentieth century and into the early twenty first, drug companies wielded lots of power. They took money from the government to pay for research that would eventually turn into products that made the companies billions of dollars. They formed sweetheart deals with each other, making it so that the most popular medications didn’t have any real competition. In the USA, the lack of competition allowed the companies to drive up prices to ridiculous...
I woke up for a potty break just before six. Looking at the three beautiful Japanese women in the bed was like opening a Playboy magazine with three centerfolds. Using the bathroom in the suite that had been assigned to me when I first came to this house almost felt naughty, since I had just gotten out of bed with three new women in my wives’ and my lives. I knew that I needed to work out and possibly get a nap later in the day. My muscles needed stretching, and I needed to sweat out the...
I feel a hand on my waist and that is when I realize that I was sleeping. But I can’t think of a better way to wake than your hands on me. It takes me a moment to rid myself of the fog and I open my eyes. Yes. You are laying beside me, as you were a few hours ago when we fell asleep together. You smile sheepishly at me, as if you are sorry you woke me. As your hand slips to my ass, I smile back. No. I am not upset you woke me. You may wake me anytime. To talk, to cry. Even to make love. I...
Responses to the first three chapters have been good and helpful but I am a comments whore and always on the lookout for more! Anything you want to say whether you love it or hate it, please don’t hesitate More Australianisms Mobile = cell phone. Cricket Test = an international match played over five days. Wharfie = longshoreman or docker. Harry started his ute and set off for his Aunt Diane’s house. Although it was a short run he stopped for a minute or so at a convenient lay by. His...
The girls were waiting outside the school auditorium in a state of high excitement. Rumors about a major change in school discipline were rampant. Marsha, a precocious 13-year old, and her best friends kept to themselves, but were not immune to the sense of electricity. Adding to the uncertainty was the fact that it was the boys, now in the auditorium, who were receiving the news first. Finally the doors to the auditorium opened and the boys came out and passed between the girls on their way...
Dear readers how are uou ? Aaj me aapko jo kahani sunane ja raha hu wo ek couple ki he jiski chudai meine bhubhneshwar me ki thi.pahle me aapko mera parichay dedu me 22 sal ke hu meri cheast 38″ he meri kamar 30″ he. Ae bat aaj se 6 month pahele ki he. Muje office kam se ek hafte ke liye ahmedabad jana pada me vaha ek 5 star hotel me thahara tha.vaha pe ek couple bhi thahara tha jiska room mere room ke samne hi tha.vo bhabhi bahut khubsurat thi. Rat ko me swimming pool me nahane gaya to waha pe...
SAMANTHA GARDENER "You think you're so smart and beautiful," she spat, "but inside you're as plain and stupid as the rest of us!" I took this as something of a compliment, ignoring the second half of her accusation, and brushed a lick of hair back off my face. "If you'll calm down," I said, "you'll realise that my decision is the only correct one." Samantha Gardener had tears down her fat cheeks, dying her eyes a vile red, horribly visible, even through her glasses. She ran her...
There is this girl named Somali, she’s one year younger to me. She lives in my neighbourhood, and is one of my childhood buddies, like, you know, playing hide and seek, playing with mud, grass, stones, crazy things, and of course, the discovery of our sexual sides. It was just innocent things like why are our pee things different, watching each other pee, and sometimes touching each other. We were then 12 or 13 years of age I think. But anyways, those things were just a blur in my memories of a...
Chapter One She flipped through the pages of the book, not really reading anything, but keeping a discrete eye on the boy sitting two tables away from her, who was talking to Joanna, a sexy and beautiful red head who made it no secret that she was chasing after boy. She hoped that she herself was that bold, then maybe she could actually get a boyfriend. She didn’t lack anything that Joanna had in figure, but only the courage to do what she wanted. If only she dared to talk to him, then maybe...
Just after my fortieth birthday I got myself into a bit of trouble. When I drink I have a hard time backing away from dares and challenges. I have learned to avoid these situations as much as possible but can't always do it.A bit of background. I adore my husband to no end. I am five-feet-four-inches, weigh one-hundred-twenty-four pounds, and my vitals are 36DD-28-34. I have shoulder length light brown hair with blonde highlights and hazel eyes. I work out to stay fit. I'm also addicted to...
CheatingThis is the second instalment of Polly’s encounter with Dave Grohl. If you haven’t read the first part, you may want to read it first so you know what’s going on. Just to reiterate, what you’re about to read is fictional… ————————————– A Date With The Night – Part 2 By midday, the streets of Brixton were buzzing. It was another beautiful Saturday morning. Buses and cars clogged the narrow streets and the shops were full of people stocking up on groceries or looking for a new outfit to wear...
The four of us sat there on two chairs; Lindie on my lap and Michelle on my mom's. Laughter continued to reverberate around the kitchen like it hadn't done for nearly half a decade. I know that both my mother and I had talked and joked since losing the rest of our family, but there was no pure joy like was flowing in our house this morning. My mother smiled brightly as she stroked Michelle's hair. Her fingers came to rest on the blue ribbon tied to hold her pony tail in place. Her eyes...
stared at my computer screen stroking my cock. Without knowing my step-daughter was making daddy harder than he had been in years. Suddenly she grabbed her laptop and watched a video of something I couldn't believe. It was a video of a father being seduced by his daughter. Did she want to fuck me? Is she just as perverted as me? I couldn't believe I didn't realize this earlier. When she was younger all I wanted to do was defile her, I couldn't even imagine how tight she would be. I have to stop...
After the big game: Returning home from the football game, Alex lit up a joint, sat back and reflected on what happened to him earlier that evening. Some horny ass nypho just draged him under the bleachers and let him fuck her brains out, and he never even got her name. Finishing his joint he had a great idea, he would start his own private video collection. He will film several shots of various girls masterbating for his camera. He set up his tripod, got his camers ready, and called...
Once upon a time, not long ago, I was in college. Now, you would think college is where sex is easy. Ladies abound, walking everywhere. Whilst that is somewhat true, my shy, introverted personality somewhat collides with that. If you get to know me, I am a straight man that is very secure in his masculinity. I love women. I have been since middle school when puberty hit me with an uppercut to the jaw. However, a funny story happened. When I was in college, I thought about something. I never...
True“Fucking bitch!” I yelled and threw my handbag onto the table, then watched it slide across its shiny surface. It ended up falling off the far end, right at Mandy’s perfectly pedicured feet. She was wearing her open-toe red pumps again, the ones that made her tower over most men. It occurred to me that she’d make a fantastic Dominatrix, at least looks-wise. “Someone’s in a pissy mood,” she mumbled and I glared at her. I was so not in the mood. “So what? Got a problem with me, take it up...
On Wednesday morning two things were delivered to The Firm. One was a printout of a picture e-card, sent from her hotel on Ibiza, from Denise to ‘All at The Firm’. Denise had written, ‘Having a great time, nightlife is wonderful!’ and signed it with a kiss. Elaine pinned it up on the notice board, as was usual for holiday postcards. Stan noticed it as he went for a coffee that morning. He read the card and smiled, thinking, ‘So much for spending the nights in bed!’ He just hoped Denise was...
Chapter 4: Unexpected Twists I had just put on my jeans when I sat back down on my bed again. I leaned my head into my hands more confused then I could ever remember. Was it possible to be in love with two women? What had Katie wanted from me this morning? Wed had all year to talk about this stuff. Now that shes leaving, she wanted me to admit my love? She knew I had a girlfriend. I loved Katie more then anything, but at that moment I really didnt want to choose between them. Katie had said...
My brother has been dating his girlfriend, let's call her Ann, for about seven years now. She's been living off and on at our house for most of that time, so I've spent a fair bit of time around her even though she's several years older than myself (I'm 19, for reference, and she's about 25). This all means that she's been around for my entire teenage life, and more importantly, she's been around since I went through puberty. Which is fine, except that she seems to have shaped my sexual...
After everyone else had gone up to bed, I continued to sit on the couch, turning on the TV to find out what to expect of the blizzard currently pounding us. Yeah, I know. Snow, lots of snow. But I wanted to know if it was moving on and how soon we could expect things to return to ... well, normal. The Weather Channel was covering just that very thing and from the size of the coverage on the Doppler radar, it didn't look like it would stop before morning. I sighed. Being back at home was bad...
Rowena was much dedicated to the simple premise of robbing the rich to give to the needy and poor of the region. It might be simplistic to equate the accumulation of wealth to happiness but it was easy to see that the lack of coin was tantamount to economic ruin and social suicide. She was under the control of a knight who was a bit long in the tooth and partnered with a cleric of degenerate impulses but her intent was well-intentioned and her motive was pure. Sir Roland was becoming much...
Monday morning? Really? Crack BOOM "Wha ... Who" Ashlee jumps up surprised by the thunder swinging her arms trying to ward off whomever she was dreaming about. I didn't laugh outright, but I did chuckle at her reaction. "Don't laugh at me." She rolled over away from me and went back to sleep. I got up and took are of the morning needs and went to the living room and picked up the phone. "Room service please." "Just a moment." "Hello, room service." "Hi, this is Mr. Johnson...
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“‘The window’s in the wrong place!”I woke up suddenly and my brain was sort of rebooting itself. My memory was coming back in unconnected bits and pieces. The dream was a happy dream and I was having a good time in it. Now the window and the rectangle of sunlight and I was back, in my hotel, in my room, in my bed. And Justyna was kneeling on the bed and kissing me and telling me that she had to go to work and I knew where to find her and…“I lof you Suzy.”"I lof you too, Justyna," I said,...
LesbianEdited by luvtaread As Brandon had expected, his once very friendly and semi-fatherly relationship with Leah broke down immediately after the discussion in his office. Weeks and months passed and there was still no progress, although Brandon made sure to make it clear to her that she was always welcome in his life and he did not blame her for being angry. To his surprise it appeared that she had not told Kara the truth either as she showed no signs of knowing the truth. Late one snowy evening...
She decided that it was better for our daughter to be fucking me than some boy down the road, at least they could control it to a degree, I was left a little perplexed, everyone was fucking my brains out, the girls began to take turns, as well as walking around the house with nothing on, it seems so they could jump on my cock whenever they felt like it, I did not get a choice in the matter, although I must admit, I was defiantly enjoying the attention. So here I was with eight women...
I dropped my boxer briefs onto to the bath room floor and opened the shower curtain. The water was just steaming as I put one foot on the top of tub and shot my warm liquid from my half erect penis into the water. I had been working hard for last 3 weeks trying to keep my job but as of yesterday the computer shop closed for good. The water hit my face and I soaped up my dick, it had been about a month since I had rubbed one out and about six months since scoring with a librarian on a sales call...
It was a deflated pair who shut the block door Julie’s departure and returned to the flat, arms around each other. “I didn’t enjoy that at all,” said Aidan. “No, I can see that. She was under a misunderstanding. I can see why she did what she did. She does love you, you know. Very much.” There was a pause, then she sighed, then smiled. “But I love you more!” The woman was perfection, he thought, and hugged her tight, an action she reciprocated, pulling him round to her for a deep gentle...
352 Part 4 cuckold by mutual consent. Dawn broke as dawns do round here, grey and wet, Peter arrived at the kitchen leaving his tired wife asleep, he made tea, then picked up the s**ttered clothing, folding it all and putting it on their respective chairs, he hesitated with Alice`s undies, silky and pink, feminine and wispy, his thoughts drifted to her in the strap on harness and he became erect in his PJ`s, he sniffed at the clothing , then as if coming awake, he placed them down, and fetched...
Jason and Mark ran hurriedly around the house getting everything ready for the game. The girls were going to be over anytime now and they wanted to make sure they had everything ready. The attic was the perfect set-up in Jason’s old three-story house, boasting thick walls and parents that went to bed early. The boys were both 18, enjoying their last year of high school with gusto. Parties, panties, and pornographic lifestyles in general seemed to be their taglines as graduation was only a...
I was scrolling past several recipe posts in my news feed when I thought of looking up Chris's profile. It didn't take long to pull up my email and find his address. A couple of clicks later, I was staring at his handsome face with those blue eyes and blond hair. At his parted lips stretched into a devilish yet inviting smile. I licked my lips at the dimple that drew me in, like a target. Next to his photo, it said 'Chris Berry.' I wanted to laugh...maybe even cry. Because for some stupid...
The shower took longer than anticipated, on her part, for sure, because he joined her. Hands touching. Water cascading. Mouths kissing. Dinner was long forgotten, as they made love in the shower, and drying each other off, he picked her up, and carried her to the bed, and made love to her all over again. It was dark, and neither had an inkling to get dressed and go out for dinner. Dressed in their robes, they padded into the kitchen, and decided on milk and toasted bacon sandwiches for a...
NovelsArmsCarl Campbell sipped his drink while he watched his daughters splash around in the pool. Across the table from him sat his wife of 15 years. Sarah had just turned thirty-five but could easily pass for her early twenties. She was dressed in a slim bikini that hugged her athletic curves in all the right places. Her apparel was hardly appropriate for a woman in the Middle East, in fact it was illegal. But with the right friends and financial clout, private enclosures within the estates of...