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It was said they would never dream. How could they? Even the tell-tale signs of rapid-eye-movement were suppressed in the stasis-field of the ship’s hibernaculum, their life processes held in suspension as shimmering blue cryo-gasses inhibited even cellular mitosis. Brain-waves barely registered on the bio-scanners, and yet somehow, deep in the hidden recesses of her sub-consciousness the dreams came! An erotic tableau of her most secret desires unfolded irrepressibly, as the young...
Something was terribly wrong with my legs. More concerning was there was something terribly wrong with the number of legs I had. I was born with two, which I have never complained about. They had served me well, from getting up in the morning, to running away from bullies, to my morning jogs to keep me in shape. I was pretty happy with my legs, they were probably one of my only good features, second only to the long curly black hair I got from my mom. I had eight of them now. Normal girls...
"Agamor, Lord of the Sun, hear me. Please, light our way to victory. Shine your magnificence down on us, and keep your humble servant safe." Teysa concluded her prayer and unshipped her mace. "I'm ready. Let's move on." They were four when they first arrived in the cave system: Rodrik, the doughty dwarf fighter and the group's leader; Mez, the arrogant elven mage; Aliara, the half-elven rogue, skilled with tricks and traps; and Teysa, the human paladin, armored in her faith and her plate. She...
FantasyNell in Bridewell (Lenchen im Zuchthause)By Wilhelm ReinhardTranslation from GermanParis: Society of British Bibliophiles, 1900CHAPTER 13Spectators rush to the room where the women prisoners are to be flogged — Indecent eagerness of the high-born dames — Reserved seats prepared for them in front of the whipping-bench — "There Stands the handsome girl who has become a criminal through love !" — Unfeeling remarks — Helen called a " dainty bit " — Sabina is the first victim — The tight-fitting...
My husband found this site a year or so ago and spends time reading through the adventures of virginity. He encouraged me to send in my tale of loss as it excites him when I tell it. I was raised in a small mid sized farming/industrial community in the Midwest. We were a town of about 10,000 people; most of them middle class. This was about thirty years ago and I was a junior in high school and had dated a few times. Back then a popular Friday or Saturday date was to head to the local drive-in...
First TimeIt was said they would never dream. How could they? Even the tell-tale signs of rapid-eye-movement were suppressed in the stasis-field of the ship's hibernaculum, their life processes held in suspension as shimmering blue cryo-gasses inhibited even cellular mitosis. Brain-waves barely registered on the bio-scanners, and yet somehow, deep in the hidden recesses of her sub-consciousness the dreams came! An erotic tableau of her most secret desires unfolded irrepressibly, as the young...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIt was mid September and I was walking the local path in the woods. It was a warm day and what a day it was. My dog Ghost was with me, and as dogs do, he was running around, sometimes behind and sometimes in front of me. I had walked for some time now and I was looking for the little cave down by the river for some shade and to rest awhile. As I situated myself under the shaded nook, I whistled and heard Ghost barking but he never ran back to me so I whistled again and this time I realized that...
There were six of us sitting out a long trainride. From Paris, gard du Nord to the french-spanish border.I was sitting next to the window, with a Canadian girl on my left. She was travelling alone. My friend I was travelling and I were on our way to the Spanish Costa Brava, to meet a girl we met in Germany.We were all having a good time joking and jesting until the sun started setting, the night was getting dark an some of us wanted to get some sleep.The lights were out and I started dozing...
I hadn’t been to Bridewell for years. I’d gone quite a bit in my student days, always on a Friday (they did men on a Thursday), enjoying the sport with the other students, leering half-drunkenly at the breasts or buttocks of the whores and other miscreants as they were beaten.I don’t know why Tobias suggested it that week – maybe somebody had tipped him the wink. We’d shared a dinner at his chambers, me, him and Henry, who’s a surgeon (I never quite ascended to their level and work in a...
The Creneth mansion had a project built recently. The large mansion had always had a large amount of grassland around with massive gardens that decorated the land. Anything you dreamed of, you could find it within this domain, hence why Markus, Andrea and Jeremy were not much inclined to leave it. This new project was what amounted to a private stable of fine wood. Within this grate building was anything a horse could possibly want or need. All the riding gear, equipment, and anything...
My name is Vikram and I live in Chennai. I am 26 years old. My email id is wrote a story previously called “Brindha and me” in ISS. I love ISS. This is my second story. This happened a couple of days before 2008 diwali, and as such buses are crowded during that time. I was on my way from Pondicherry to Chennai. I took the bus around 8pm. The bus was not packed, but there was no empty seat in sight, so i had to stand. Suddenly the bus halted at one of the stops, and i was amazed to see about...
Little Letme Rideurwood- Sam DarquesiedDancing shadows played on the forest floor as Little Letme Rideurwood pranced and skipped through the woods. She had turned eighteen that day, and her years of seclusion were now over as she eagerly headed to grandmother?s house for the arranged match to the boy from Gottlotts. Little Letme?s isolation had kept her innocent, na?ve, and pure, the only acceptable pairing that a rich boy from Gottlotts would consider. Grandmothers from the poor village of G...
your head hums with a dull roar of pain as you blearily open your eyes... seeing only gray and brown, then closing your eyes against the sudden light... you try to shut out the room you see revealed as the curtain over the window above your bed(it IS a bed isnl't it ?) is pulled back and you wake to the ache of a dull medicated sleep... only to feel your chin gripped in a strong hand and a chiding voice telling you to" open your eyes so the gents could see them... " you feel the weight of...
Gina Wears White: From Bridesmaid to Bride By Janis Elizabeth Chapter 1 I called home during the middle of my honeymoon to make sure that everyone was all right. My new husband understood this and sat and read while I made the call. Mom answered and we chatted for a few minutes. She then mentioned that my brother Gene, or rather my new little sister Gina, seemed like a different person since the wedding. She said that with Gina's presence openly acknowledged Gene had seemed...
2 yrs after my wife was gangbanged by her ex and his 2 buddies, she was asked to be bridesmaid to a friend from highschool getting married in septwmber. The stagette, however was to be held in Vegas in July. all paid for by the father of the bride. One of the girls was a friend of my wife Kari from up north, they had partied before, got fucked at parties together, imprenated at the same party and both had 2+ yr old girls at the time of this wedding. so i knew I would hear every detail after...
2 yrs after my wife was gangbanged by her ex and his 2 buddies, she was asked to be bridesmaid to a friend from highschool getting married in septwmber. The stagette, however was to be held in Vegas in July. all paid for by the father of the bride. One of the girls was a friend of my wife Kari from up north, they had partied before, got fucked at parties together, imprenated at the same party and both had 2+ yr old girls at the time of this wedding. so i knew I would hear every detail after...
There he was, sitting near the rocks, whittling a piece of wood. Naked. Half the time, he was naked. I guess that was the perks of living in the woods by yourself. He was a real mountain man. A big, rugged fellow with tanned skin and dense dark hair all over, from his chest to his ass. He had a bulky body, but his arms and legs had natural muscle carved purely from physical labor from living out in the wilderness, and his thick uncut cock hung low like a third leg down between his...
"You'll be sitting at the bridesmaid's table today, dear." "Why won't I be sitting with you?" "How dare you question me like this. I want you at the bridesmaid's table and don't ever question my authority again. I'll sit you wherever I damn well please. I want to sit with some real men. Not some fucking little pantywaist like you. I don't know why I'm explaining this to you. You have much more in common with the bridesmaids then you have with any of the men sitting at 'our' table....
Mustafa was the best looking waiter in the hotel. He was dark, classically handsome and had eyes that drew me in and made me weak. There was a theatrical element to him as he was always over-correct, very formal and over-acting his role of waiter. He walked with a confident and sexy swagger. His trousers were a little tighter than those of the other waiters and they seemed to be of a different cut altogether. They hugged a pert and rounded bottom which I could barely take my eyes off. He was...
GayMartina McBride and her husband John McBride were seated beside LeAnn Rimes and her husband Dean Sheremet at the CMA Awards. The two country music singers were sitting together, their husbands on the outside of them. Both were to perform on the show and both were up for awards. It was the first time they had really got a chance to talk to each other, although country artists have a lot in common, their schedules don't allow them time to socialize much within the business. So they were...
There was a straight chair next to the sofa bed. Billy crept toward it, afraid the ancient floorboards would squeak, and stood very quietly when he got to the chair. A bra and a pair of panties were draped over the back of the chair. He reached out and fingered the bra briefly, then lifted it and held it to his nose. It smelled like detergent. He picked up the panties. They were lacy panties, but the crotch and back were silky smooth. He sniffed them. More detergent. It wasn't a woman scent --...
I sat in the leather wing back chair in the headmaster’s private office, waiting. He was in the room next door talking to the school secretary. They were probably trying to get ahold of my parents, good luck with that. I wouldn’t have been left here at Bayou Academy the swankiest boarding school in Houston’s River Oaks neighborhood if my parents had wanted to be bothered with raising me. “She’s been found, unharmed. Very good. Send me a bill for any expenses you incurred.” His conversation...
She was an absolute beauty. That circumstance affected her life from childhood on. She was sought after by many for business or personal reasons, usually egocentric. The dollars came rolling in for modelling and such, and as arm-candy she was wined, dined, and well-traveled. The latter usually expected access to her beautiful body in exchange, she discovered. She liked sex alright, but these joinings were mostly physical lust, not providing much emotional satisfaction beyond feeling desirable....
Any feedback would be welcome and can be sent to me at this email address: [email protected] Alicia Becomes a Bridesmaid By Paula Hanson March 1998 Chapter 1 The small girl was rolling on the floor at the bottom of the stairs clutching her right leg wailing her heart out. Her bother, ran down the stairs after her looking concerned. Her mother also ran out of the kitchen to see what all the crying was about. The mother immediately bent down to console her...
Gina Is My Bridesmaid By Janis Elizabeth It was about a year before my wedding that I started noticing that my clothes and makeup were not quite in the same place, as I knew that I had left them. Sometimes my lingerie in my dresser appeared to be slightly rearranged or refolded. I also noticed that sometimes a dress or a blouse would not be situated properly on a hanger in my closet or would be hung in a different spot. At first, I...
A Pretty Sissy Bridesmaid Preface. This is my third attempt at TG fiction, following the first two chapters of my other story, The Dress Shop (third chapter is on the way soon, following an extended writing hiatus!), and another story which is (as yet) unpublished on FM. First of all, I'd like to address the fact that the story below is very much a 'genre piece'. That is, it knowingly contains many of the stereotypical plot contrivances that the majority of TG fiction...
My Bridesmaid Story I was woken by the sound of the house phone ringing. I slowly turned my head on my pillow so I could see my bedside clock, it was 6:27am. A few seconds later my mum rushed into the study to answer the phone. The study was next to my bedroom so I could hear every word that she said. "Hello? Caroline, it's six-thirty, what on earth is the matter? What's happened? Slow down... ... Becky has what? ... The measles? Oh no that's terrible... ... That's...
NOT ALWAYS A BRIDESMAID A story by Satinmaid (satinmaid@y...) under direction from Mistress Lisa (lisa_simmonds2000@y...). Part 1 - Bridesmaid I had known Jackie for far too long, almost twenty years since we were kids in fact. I don't really mean 'far too long' - as we were best friends and had been for most of that 20 years. We were so close that I probably knew she was a lesbian at about the same time she realised. It had annoyed me at first because I did fancy...
My heartfelt thanks To Annabelle Brito for reviewing and helping me to edit the story. Without her suggestions, the story would not be nearly as readable. Her help was invaluable. I welcome all comments, both positive and negative and encourage anyone who reads the story to provide feedback. If you don't like it or any part of it, please tell me why. I hope you all enjoy the story. I Was a Boy Bridesmaid I never knew my Mom. She left my dad and me when I was 3 and I...
Next morning Tony awoke to a sort of orderly confusion. Debbie had left his bed sometime earlier, he showered and dressed and went down to the kitchen for Breakfast, but Debbie looking quite bleary eyed after her late night with him sent him back to his room to change into civvies. She followed him, to help him select suitable clothes, which was a bad move because it took quite a long time to complete the task. She was amazed at his stamina and he at her enthusiasm, and it was with great...
The Conscripted Bridesmaid What would you do if you were threatened with disclosure of your covert crossdressing activity? How far would you go to keep it secret? Especially if it involved crossdressing in public! Well, I yielded, and it had a lasting effect on my life. Background My real name is Alan, but to my family and close friends, I've always been called "Ali," an abbreviated version, an acquired childish name that never left me. "Sis," as I refer to her, is my older...
Note: ——I am NOT the author!so plz Don't ask me about part two,am simply sharing THE BRIDESMAIDS by lesley_taraIntroduction: The idea for this story came to me whilst watching on television the British royal wedding in April 2011, and seeing Pippa Middleton’s sexy ass so gloriously showcased in her stunning bridesmaid’s dress. If you have read my true story ‘What Turns Me On’, you will know what a trim and jutting female butt does for me! As always, the story is entirely fiction, and any...
It started with a pink toilet cover. I thought it was a bit peculiar that Mother would have purchased a pink toilet cover for my bathroom, but I didn't say anything about it. I didn't complain or ask her specifically why a pink toilet cover would seem appropriate for a boy's bathroom. The next week, a pink waste basket and hand towels showed up in my bathroom as well. Once again, I didn't say anything. It's not like pink is my least favorite color or anything. Actually, it brightened up...
Chapter V - The Rehearsal Dinner Well, it was finally here. It was time for Mother and me to return home so I could prepare for the rehearsal dinner, meet Richard, and probably make a fool of myself. Mother wanted to prepare herself for her date with William. We both had a nice pink glow from our time out in the sun. It was about 2:00 pm when we arrived back at the house. I was still wearing my swimsuit; it is red, by the way, with a nice cover-up top and my sandals. Mother had on a...
She looked so delightful in her pale pink satin bridesmaid’s dress, its tightly-fitted cut highlighting the budding curves of her slender sixteen-and-a-half year old body – her small pert breasts, her slim waist, her trim hips and her cute bubble-butt. Helen was a very pretty and attractive teenager even in her everyday jeans and T-shirts; in this classically-simple and elegantly-shaped sheath of satin, she looked absolutely eatable – and I had plans to do just that. We two had been the...
Part II To be feminine, one must surround oneself with feminine things, Mother informed me. I didn't have to run next door every time I wanted those wonderful girly feelings, Mother said. She decorated my room so I'd start feeling like a bridesmaid. Apparently there are three important things that happen in a bride's preparations that I'd have to participate in. First was a bridal shower. I explained to Mother that Richard wasn't going to be there, so asked why I had to attend. She...
6 or maybe 7 years ago I was working 6 days a week, 12 hour shifts with only a Wednesday off. So no time for a girlfriend so I started seeing escorts again.At the time I was still old school and finding them in back of the sport newspaper in classifieds section, there used to be around 5 adverts for Middlesbrough in northeast section, there was one think it said something like mboro female 6 days then had home phone number and a mobile number. I phoned talked to a very nice sounding lady who...
Not all just about writing erotica, this story is about car buff stuff for car buffs. Susan discusses her other passion the automobile. Never comfortable with the Camaro Z28, just my personal preference and opinion, I didn’t feel as in control of the car as I felt in the Mustang GT. A heavier car than the 3,500 pound Mustang GT at the time, comparable in weight then to the much heavier 3,900 pound Mustang Cobra GT 500 of today, the Z28 felt too heavy in the turns and too light with the...
Embarrassed Bridesmaids Revenge.This is a little ‘DARK’ and not my usual type of story. If you don’t like non-compliant sex with bondage and spanking don’t read this. That said, AJ knows my limits!!! I’m EJ, a pretty 25 year old brunette; 38C 26 37. Chief Bridesmaid is AJ a pretty 26; 38DD 27 37. Amanda, stunning 24; 36DD 24 36. My good looking niece, Jemma 16; 35C 24 35. We have all been friends through school, except Jemma. If you guys ever seen us in a club you would be very, very delighted...
Part III The bridal shower was on Wednesday, the week of the wedding. Mother had me practicing each day on feminine movements. She said I'd feel more like I was floating on air if I dressed the part. She said she'd notice a really cute dance outfit at Miss Audette's Dancewear store and suggested we take a ride. I'd purchased the yellow tutu from there last week. I was still on my diet, trying to lose 10 pounds before the wedding on Saturday so I was feeling a little weak. Mother...
Not all just about writing erotica, this story is about car buff stuff for car buffs. Susan discusses her other passion the automobile. Of all the things that I learned about driving faster from Bob Bondurant and his team of drivers is that driving smoother is faster. With my eyes only looking to where I want to go, needing to feel the car to know what the car is doing, every move must be planned. Stomping on the gas, jamming on the brakes, missing the apex by turning in too soon or turning...
I gathered my clothes and set down against a tree with my clothes in my lap. I sat there, naked, with clumps of dirt on my knees, my jaw aching, and his cum and my spit still hanging from my chin and down my smooth chest. Yet, I was happy. I actually felt like I had done something that made someone else happy. I finally put on my clothes and walked home. Once home, I went to my bedroom and lie down and fell a sleep. I only awoke when my mother popped her head into my room and told me that...
Country music star, Martina McBride, is an amazing woman. She's very attractive, she's got a very distinctive voice and singing style, she's extremely successful as a country music performer, and she's married and the mother of two little girls. One of the amazing things about Martina is that she's very petite and yet she's a very awesome woman in a small package. She's fairly short but Martina is gorgeous and she's pretty nicely blessed in the chest area. And, she's one very hot sexy...
The next morning everything was soaked, and the rain was threatening to resume. The dogs had assembled the cattle in their usual place, to await Pete to milk them. Pate came down wrapped in a poncho and wearing knee-high rubber boots. In a couple of places the water had gathered until it threatened to overwhelm the boots. It had been like this before, even if it had been awhile. He just had to deal with it. The cows HAD to be milked. No ifs, ands, or buts. He got a squeegee out and started...
The days seemed, to most of them, to roll by so quickly. The only dissenting opinion was from Sue. She was anxious to graduate, and move to the next stage in her life. She had been unsure of which direction she wanted to go, but, once she DID decide, she went at it with all her abilities. She had made her decision in the days after their initial meeting at William and Sharon's home. She had talked extensively with Billy, and had reached a decision that would satisfy her curiosity, AND her love...
Hi, mein ujjwala, 23 years. Yahaan prakashit apni pichhli kahani, ”paanch maanskhor mardon ne meri chut bajayi” (12-9-2016 ) men meine bataya ki kese seth dharamdaas karamdaas shah ne apne ‘sex ke kaarobar’ men aane ke liye meri mom auor mujhe raaji kr liya.Dharamdas ji shah ke kayi film studios h, auor vo ek dance company, ek drama company chalate h.Vo porn yane ‘ekdm nangi filmen’ bhi shoot krte h; aur ” live sex show bhi Vo mere kam se khush the.Unke diye rupayyon se hamare pr chadha karz...
At summer camp, when I was 14, my bunkmate was older, and open. It was so hot and humid at night he slept naked and persuaded me too also. Wasn't hard to do it was so hot. But I used to get erections as I slept. I noticed he did too.He noticed my erection one night and, as a gag, he snuck over and stroked me off while I kept sleeping- leaving an embarrassing mess for me to clean up in the morning.But he was cool about it and promised he would't tell. He assured me it was natural. was sooo...
Lord Lumis regained some of his old composure, the remaining knights affirmed their allegiance. He had just traveled back to Avondur and was greeted by Uritel at the gates of Sandakaar the old city. Uritel had not been recruited by him but joined the Knights of Light. Crea herself hinted that Uritel was perhaps as powerful as Lumis and was an entity that came to the Prime Universe from an Upper realm. The creature certainly looked very impressive in his segmented armor of a metal that...
Thursday, July 16, 2009, 10:00 PM “What the fuck happened here?” Captain Smithfield sipped his coffee as he surveyed the scene of destruction. Eight members of Mara Salcatrucha in various states of injury were being attended to by EMTs. Trenches were ripped up in the ground in long skid marks. A destroyed picnic table lay in shattered ruins. Lieutenant Reid consulted his notes. “They say it was a rival gang fight. We’ve got broken bones, a couple with dislocated shoulders, concussions,...
"Up," commanded a deep bass voice, such as she could never remember hearing before. Indeed no whole man had spoken to her since she was an infant, and it was with considerable trepidation that she rose to her feet. "Who is this?" asked the Emir. "This is Maryam," replied the Chief Eunuch after consulting the Kitchen Eunuch, "She helps out around the harem. She was a companion and plaything for the Princess Madeleine's daughter, Princess Marianne. When Princess Marianne left the...
Other times, however, my confidence would dwindle, and my masculine side would step in. There was one day in particular which tested my male resolve. The day started out well enough. Lisa and I had planned to go out to lunch with Carrie, our co-worker. Driving to the restaurant, I was feeling especially confident for some reason; I had managed to apply my lipstick and foundation just so, and my wig was behaving better than usual as well. Perhaps it was the new earrings that were...
Part IV Later during the day, I entered my room wearing only the leotard and tights, as Michelle had suggested. Mother seemed to like me dressed this way. She said it reminded her of her ballet days. I did feel I was working up a sweat (a glow, as Mother calls it.) I'd been doing all the household chores like cleaning and laundry when I finally got a chance to go back into my room for a break. I noticed Michelle's window open and she was in there! And there was someone with her. I...
The Lovely Bridesmaid by Cindy Seranade I had always been close to my older sister Suzy - we shared secrets about her boyfriends, and used to play together as we grew up. She laughed that I was more like a sister than an awful brother. When she brought her girlfriends home from school they would always involve me in their games, and later in their discussions. She even invited me to a slumber party once, although I of course went in my pyjamas. They took fun out of them though because they...
The Mustang By Anon Allsop Driving alone in the desert, Brock sped along listening to the sweet sound of his BMW. He had been on the road for the past two days since leaving St. Louis, headed for what he thought would be a great life in sunny southern California. Humming to himself as he drove down the lonely stretch of highway as the sunlight began to cast yellow, orange and red into the early morning sky. The day promised to be exquisite with the temperature hovering in the...
We’re on the weird part of the internet with this one, boys. I miss the days when I used to review anal videos, which was like, the weirdest part of my job. These days, it feels like the zoomers are taking shit too far. Today, we’re talking about NSFW ASMR videos. I’m not going to break down what that acronym stands for. It’s a complicated term for that simple little effect in your brain when you get a tingly sensation down your back and you feel sleepy. It sounds a lot like an orgasm, but it’s...
ASMR Porn SitesMy sweet friend Shawna was getting married and she asked me to be one of her bridesmaid at the wedding. I was delighted to be chosen; but I was also really horny that day thinking about my little girlfriend was going to be well fucked that same night by her handsome brand new husband Jeremy…My own hubby had not fucked me in weeks and masturbation had not been enough for me during the last days…It was quite a long drive to the place of the wedding reception.Victor had booked a room at a local...
Boredom and cable television are not a good mix. One can get into trouble with this combination. You see people flipping houses, storage locker purchases, auto auctions, auto rebuilds and everything under the sun. After watching these programs, my dreams of owning a '57 Thunderbird or a Corvette of the first or second generation were out of the question. I saw the prices of these autos and decided that I could afford a '67 Ford Mustang Convertible.I searched the auctions, trade papers,...
MILFMustang Sally By Heather St. Claire They say love is eternal. They say love can accomplish impossible things. Tom and Sally Fuller, a retired couple living a seemingly ordinary life in the city of Westport, are an amazing testament to love's power. It's hard to find a starting point for their story, because it's really a loop of time....The best place to begin may be in the year 2008. Tom Fuller, sixty-three years old and twice a widower, had just sold his insurance agency,...