Eva eine unendliche Geschichte
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Barbaras GeschichteBarbaras Mann war bei seiner Holzf?llerarbeit im Wald. Sie versorgte die Kinder und hatte eben begonnen Fleisch einzup?keln. Da h?rte sie vor der H?tte gro?en L?rm. Nicht oft war am Waldrand der L?rm eines gro?en Trosses zu h?ren. Neugierig ging sie nach drau?en und wollte nach der Ursache dieses Zuges schauen. Gerade als sie die T?r ge?ffnet hatte, ritt ein schwarz gekleideter Mann vorbei. Barbara stie? einen kleinen Schrei aus. Im gleichen Augenblick huschte ihre schwarze Katze zur T...
Hallo Leute, ich möchte hier mal mit einer wahren Geschichte anfangen, die dann ja vielleicht weiter geführt wird. Ich bin ein 25jähriges, wie meine Bekannten und Freunde sagen, zwiespältiges Girl. Auf der einen Seite habe ich das Aussehen wie ein Engelchen, auf der anderen Seite ein Sexverhalten und Sexvorlieben wie ein Teufelchen. Dann will ich mich mal kurz beschreiben, ich bin 1,76, wiege 60 kg, habe gewellte, schulterlange, blonde Haare, leuchtend dunkelblaue Augen, einen nicht zu großen,...
Ich bin in einem sehr konservativen christlichen Zuhause aufgewachsen. absolvierte eine christliche High School. Dort traf ich auch meinen späteren Ehemann Ben. Wir haben sogar das gleiche christliche College besucht. In meinem ersten Jahr stellten wir fest, dass Abstinenz viel einfacher zu moralisieren ist als zu praktizieren. Wir haben früher als geplant geheiratet. Ich habe das College abgebrochen und einen Job als Sekretärin angenommen, um beim Einkommen zu helfen. Die Zeiten waren hart,...
InterracialIch stand mit rasendem Herzen vor meinem Schminkspiegel, als ich mich inspizierte. Als ich mein Kleid über meine Hüften glättete, erregte der Glanz meines diamantenen Eherings meine Aufmerksamkeit. Ich überlegte, ihn auszuziehen, aber als ich mich an Sallys Kommentare über die Beliebtheit von verheirateten Frauen erinnerte, beschloss ich, ihn anzulassen. Ich freute mich über meine sexy Reflexion. Da ich kleine Brüste hatte, trug ich selten einen BH, und der dünne Stoff meines Kleides umriß...
InterracialDer Tag neigte sich dem Abend zu und in der mittelalterlichen Gasse herrschte nur noch weng betrieb. Schauriger dicker Nebel schluckte das letzte Licht des Tages. Die Fenster der Animiermädchen waren mit Kerzen hell erleuchtet, so das man durch die roten, fadenscheinigen Gardienen ins innere sehen konnte. Natascha die russische Puffmutter, lehnte an einer Mauer an der der Putz herunterbröckelte und inhalierte tief den Rauch ihrer Zigarette ein. "Was ist ihr geilen Böcke, hat keiner von euch...
*badum* *badum* *badum*. Es dauert nicht einmal eine Sekunde bis mein Gehirn die Erfahrungswerte der Vergangenheit abruft und entscheidet das es mein Vater ist, der die Treppe herauf marschiert und meiner Zimmertür am Ende des Flurs anvisiert. Mit Sicherheit könnte ich es nicht mehr sagen, aber in meinem Kopf geistert die Erinnerung umher, dass mein Vater schon ein paar mal nach mir gerufen hat, was ich in dem geilen Traum den ich gerade nicht mehr greifen kann als sehr störend zur Kenntnis...
TeenHans lebte vor vielen Jahren in Xstadt, einem Ort, der auch eine Universität hatte. Hans studierte zwar nicht, aber er trieb sich gerne in den entsprechenden Kreisen herum. Er fiel nicht sehr auf mit seinem Allerweltsgesicht und -körper, auch war er doch nicht so schlau wie die Studentinnen, die ihn hauptsächlich interessierten und konnte deshalb auch nicht mit genialen Sprüchen glänzen, das aber gereichte ihm durchaus auch zum Vorteil, erkannten ihn die Mädchen, sahen sie ihn ein zweites oder...
Gestern hat er mich plötzlich angerufen. Andreas. Der durchtrainierte Typ, den ich in der Diskothek kennengelernt hatte als mein Ehemann mit Grippekopfschmerzen im Bett lag und mich volljammerte, ich müsse mich um ihn kümmern. Aber von so etwas hatte ich mir noch nie den Abend nicht versauen lassen – im Gegenteil. Was für eine praktische Gelegenheit. Ist mein Mann doch selbst schuld. Wäre er nicht so langweilig, würde ich ihn zwar trotzdem betrügen, aber er käme vielleicht wenigstens mal bei...
Die Überschrift "Staatsanwalt von Mob ermordet", erregt Kevins Interesse und er klickt den Beitrag auf. Der Text ist schnell gelesen. Staatsanwalt McMurphy, der McMurphy, der versprochen hatte, mit dem Einfluss der Mafia aufzuräumen, war gestern am späten Abend mit zwei Schüssen in der Tiefgarage des Gerichtsgebäudes regelrecht hingerichtet worden. Mit McMurphy wurde eine junge Angestellte eines privaten Sicherheitsunternehmens, die zu seinem Schutz engagiert worden war, ebenfalls...
Hallo, mein Name ist Emily . Ich bin 19 Jahre alt und ihr kennt mich zwar noch nicht, aber dafür seit ihr ja hier. Aktuell gehe ich noch zur Schule und mache meinen Abschluss. Ich bin nicht die beste, aber auch nicht die schlechteste. Allerdings muss ich sagen, würde ich lernen oder Hausaufgaben machen, könnte ich besser sein. Ich würde das auch machen, wären die Themen nur nicht so langweilig. Viel lieber mache ich etwas mit Freunden oder gehe ins Gym. Früher habe ich viel geturnt, aber ich...
TeenHallo zusammen, unter dieser Geschichte werde ich mehrere Kurzgeschichten veröffentlichen die einen Handlungsstrang haben und mal länger und mal kürzer gehen werden. Je nach Beliebtheit werde ich mich auf einzelne Handlungsstränge fokussieren. Weitere Autoren sind herzlich willkommen und können ihre Ideen umsetzen und gerne mitschreiben. Grundsätzlich steht bei jeder Kurzgeschichte ein Protagonist im Vordergrund der entweder der Verführer oder der Verführte ist. Viel Spaß beim Lesen, euer Uwe!
Alles beginnt bei dem Hauptcharakter. Ich erzähle ein wenig zu mir, da ich alle Geschichten aus meiner Sicht schreiben werde, falls das uninteressant ist könnt ihr sofort unten zu den Geschichten springen. VG bedeutet, dass es eine (kurze!) Vorgeschichte gibt, bevor das eigentliche Thema beginnt. Erstmal Allgemeines: Mein Name ist Paola. Ich bin 19 Jahre alt und wohne in einem kleinen Dorf direkt am Waldrand. Ich habe eine Schwester, die aber selten Zuhause ist. Der Wald an dem ich wohne hat...
Sarah Baumann hatte es von Anfang an für keine gute Idee gehalten, aber sie wollte ihrem Freund Ralf, mit dem sie jetzt schon fast acht Jahre zusammen war, nicht die Freude verderben. Er hatte sich „Weihnachten wie früher“ gewünscht, wohlwissend, dass es sowas nicht geben konnte. Zwar konnte man versuchen alles so auszurichten wie vor 40 Jahren, was einem bei den Dingen wie Essen, Dekor etc. auch gelingen konnte, aber man selbst war einfach nicht mehr der, der man als Kind gewesen war. Sarah...
Hier entstehen fiktive Geschichten von fiktiven Personen. Schreibt fleißig mit und last die Geschichten laufen wie ihr wollt. Oder erstellt selbst einen Thread einer Geschichte. Schreibt von einer oder mehr Personen oder schildert die Abenteuer einer fiktiven Kollege(in), Freund(in) o.ä. Last eure Charaktäre erleben was ihr wollt. Viel Spaß beim Lesen und Schreiben.
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Das "Institut für Seele und Geist" ist eine "ganz normale" psychiatrische Klinik irgendwo auf der Welt. Wir beobachten die Menschen, die hier arbeiten, die als Patienten hier leben und die zu Besuch sind bei ihren Geschichten und Geschichtchen. Wir unternehmen einen Streifzug durch die einzelnen Stationen, durch den Klinikgarten, die Arztzimmer und den Pausenraum der Belegschaft, durch die Küche, den Speicher, den Keller - jeder Winkel der "Psych" bietet neue, spannende, sexy Abenteuer.
Ich w?nschte, es w?re eine Liebesgeschichte.Patrizia Panther Based on a true story.Wann immer Sie mich beobachten, schauen Sie hinauf. Und wann immer ich Sie beobachte, tue ich das von oben herab. Selbst wenn Sie sich hinter dem Vorhang des Lehrerzimmers im ersten Stock verstecken und auf den Schulhof hinunter schauen und sich unbeobachtet f?hlen, sehen Sie nicht wirklich auf mich herab, sondern haben ein schlechtes Gewissen, bei dem, was Sie tun. Wo immer Sie sich befinden, Sie sind irgendwie u...
Hier findet ihr kurze Geschichten, die nicht für sanfte Gemüter sind. Sexualisierte Gewalt, Mord, Snuff, sind nur einige Schlagwörter, die zutreffen. Wer das nicht mag, möchte bitte hier aufhören zu lesen. Meine Darsteller sind alle über 18, machen freiwillig in meinen Geschichten mit und niemand hat einen bleibenden Schaden behalten. Natürlich sind alle Geschichten frei erfunden. Eventuelle Ähnlichkeiten zu Gegebenheiten, Personen oder sonstigem sind weder beabsichtigt noch zutreffend. . Die...
The city I live in, like any other large city, has a number of sex stores. One of them, my favourite, is a female-exclusive store that is aimed at giving women a relaxed and protected atmosphere when shopping for toys, since we tend to be shy and embarassed around men when it comes to our intimate desires. I love visiting there on occasion, because I'm always curious to experiment with new and different toys, find some stimulating "material", and also because it's the place where I get...
Going through the gate was an adventure. I had not considered what it would do to the newly formed connections I had. When I passed through, I lost a lot of the new connnnnections to the world I had just left. A wave of dizziness passed over me. New connections were formed, though, new connections to the land I had called home for well over the last hundred years. I closed down the gate. More connections were severed. One stayed though, a connection to the land I had just left. It was weak,...
100% fiction! It was a great sunny day , my stepdaughter and her friend both 26 decided that it would be a great day for the beach and asked me to take them out there. On our arrival at the beach it was deserted, we walked down the far end of the beach the girls spread their towels out on the sand and stripped off their tops and shorts , both had bikinis on and lay down on their towels to sunbake . My step Nadia asked me if i would rub some oil over her shoulders and back , I grabbed the oil...
Inceststory part 1 As usual on my day off, I was lounging around the house. I was on the pc on Lush after cleaning around the house. I was dressed in a pair of tight fitting jeans and a top (no bra) which I do when I’m home. I was feeling rather horny as I always do after being on the pc. My name is Jane. “Hi mom, I am back” shouted Lucy as she came through the door. She returned home from the office where she has been working since she started college. “How was work?” I shouted as she...
IncestThe massage. Taking my courage in both hands I knock on your door. You answer, and take in my case with a smile.“My masseur?” “Yes.”“Come in then, I’ve got the room ready, just as you asked for.” We went up the stairs to a bedroom. Scented candles gave the room a warm glow and soft romantic music came from some hidden speakers. The bed was a large double, made up with soft duvets and several towels were laid on it. “Is this ok?” You asked. “Perfect” “Good, I’d better get ready then, will you...
I stared at Shannon for a few long seconds as I heard Alana whisper “Ouch!” from behind me. “Are you saying Pete was with another girl?” I asked, echoes of the grapevine still muddling my head. “Yeah. She found him in one of the bedrooms, getting it on with some redhead girl.” “Holy shit. Are you being serious?” “I am, Matt,” Shannon said apologetically. “Fuck. Where’s Lara now?” “In my car. I’ve been trying to calm her down for the last five minutes. I need to get back up there,...
What happened after that I have no memory of until the following morning when I woke up in a strange bedroom. I looked around and seen an empty wine bottle and glass on the cabinet on my right and when I turned to my left I realised I wasnt alone in the bed and I was also naked!!’, I still had no idea where I was until Suzanne woke up and turned her head on the pillow and smiled ‘Good morning Marcus, hungover are we?’ and I said ‘yeah a little…what the hell...
Preface: I shall say right of the bat, I wrote this story in a heightened state of sexual arousal. So much comes into it as I write and take a moment to touch myself, inspiring more feminine illusions of what makes females different to men when wanking, yes I wanked myself as I wrote this story, so you can imagine as you read, we are as one, and if that inspires you to touch yourself, then the story has done its job, and we have been mentally coupling during this sexual one on one encounter...
Master Edwin IronWing’s study smelled of oak and wood polish, and leather and old vellum. It was a spacious, open room. A huge window took up the north-facing wall, staring out over the planting fields to the north. In the distance the DrakeSpine Mountains set a breathtaking backdrop, with the crags stretching higher and higher, huge and ancient and enduring. Sitting at the foot of the window was a large lacquered desk of solid oak. The surface was cleaned and lovingly polished until it...
As a treat my husband had booked a spa stay at a top hotel and a dinner etc . So after a relaxing day we both decided to visit a few clubs and if we were lucky find a good looking guy to bring back to our suite for some fun . After hitting a few cocktail bars and not finding anyone of interest we decided to head back , on our way back we noticed a bar with quite a crowd and a few cute guys . Now i was wearing a low cut top that gave a view of my heavy breasts and leather trousers low waist so u...
waaar gebeurd Ik had afgesproken met een hete dame voor het eerst, in Sneek, dat lag ongeveer in het midden. We hadden afgesproken in een kroeg. Ik zag haar zitten kuste haar zij terug en we waren meteen goed in gesprek. Ze zag er leuk uit, wat ouder dan ikzelf zij was toen begin veertig. We liepen door de stad, soms stoppend om in een hoekje elkaar te kusen en stiekum te voelen. We waren gek van geiligheid en besloten buiten sneek een rustig plekje op te zoeken, het was prachtig weer. Er is...
"Get up from that lazy butt of yours!" screamed my sister from downstairs. I had been alone in the house, playing Dota 2 in my room for hours. When I heard the front door open, I knew Doe had come home. Doe wasn't her real name, obviously, but one given to her by a boyfriend long ago. Soon the name stuck with her friends, and even our older sister Aria used it from time to time. I dared to only once, and stopped when faced with her withering stare. Our parents even used it once in a while, but...
IncestChapter 9 It was a week from hell for Ryan…. without his car everything became a colossal hassle. He had to have his car towed-which he didn’t have the money for-and he had to borrow his Mom’s car. Besides all this, he had gone to the doctor about his wrist and had an MRI that revealed that he had damaged a ligament. The doctor put a brace on his wrist and told him to keep it on until he came back to see him in two months. There would be no more gymnastics practice this summer. Hopefully he...
He enters her apartment and takes her in his arms at the door. As they kiss and embrace, they move together across the room, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. He sits her on a nearby desk and lightly run his hands over her legs. He traces the line of her legs from knee to ankle then back up over her thighs. He becomes curious when the silk of the stockings gives way to smooth skin. He rolls his hands around to her inner thighs and gently pushes them back to reveal her naked pussy...
EroticIt was an incredible week. It was like a honeymoon trip, only neither of them had said anything just yet about getting married. They rode bicycles all over St. Simons Island, slept late, swam in the surf, and sought out restaurants for lengthy lunches and delightful dinners. And they made love, early and often. The only unromantic part was Carolyn's near-constant monitoring of Ray's health. She had baseline figures for everything: waking, post-exercise, pre- and post-coitus. The idea...
Your average sixteen-year-old guy likes to think of himself as mature, manly, in control, capable ... stuff like that. Which is why I was somewhat concerned because, when Jennifer broached the idea of her jerking me off, I was panting, felt weak, wanted to bolt and that sort of thing. I suspect now that it was the fight or flight syndrome kicking in, but back then I was a bundle of mixed up teenager. My prick, on the other hand, was mature, manly, in control and capable of being jerked off...
Hello guys. This is my first story on ISS and I’ve been an avid reader of Indian sex stories. I thought now is the time to give back to this society. I’m going to narrate the real incident here. So unhinge your imagination and enjoy! In case of any grammatical mistake please ignore! I’m a pretty good looking 6 feet tall handsome guy from Mumbai. We used to live in a chawl and there opposite my house there was the house of a couple with 4 girls. The mother is one sex bomb. With huge village...
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Introduction: All events in this story are TRUE and are relived to the best of my ability through this story. It was a rape that I soon learn to enjoy. I tried very hard putting that night behind me, so much so I hardly remember what day of the week it was. But the harder I try to forget the more I think about the events that unfolded that night. I was a teenage lad, 15. Im white with short brown hair. Im not built nor fat, just a plane average lad. I live not far off London. I was generally...
Hello guys! Mera naam lucifer he aur me 20 saal ka hu..mera height 6 ft he aur lund he 7″ ka..me humesha se hi Badi aunty me interested rehta hu..aur pataa nahi unko saree me yaa tight kapdo me dekh humeshaa se hi horny hojaata hu. Toh ek baar aisa huaa ki mere parivaar waale(meri behen meri maa aur mere dad) mere uncle ke family saath gao jaane ka plan banaye…me nahi jaa paa raha tha kyu ki mujhe project submit karnaa tha college me! Toh mene ghar waalo ko bolaa ki aaplog hi jao.. Maa ko bohat...
I was very happy when I got into an all-girls college. The boys on campus in high school had always been a distraction, always hitting on the girls and trying to get them into bed. It seemed like all they wanted was what was between our legs.I had fallen for someone in high school and given him my virginity but in the end of the school year he just dumped me for another prettier girl. The way I figured an all-girls school would allow me to focus on my studies for four years and not be...
This wasn't what I had had in mind when I set off, on my tour of America, I had planned to take Greyhounds for most of the way, however that plan was short-lived when I realised I had nowhere near enough money. I even doubted I'd have enough to find a place to sleep, buy food let alone use the public transport. Unfortunately, that left me hitchhiking most of the way, which despite carrying inherent risk, also meant relying on the kindness of strangers, of which is in very short supply...
She watched the clock, waiting for his arrival home. He’d told her that morning that he had something special planned for this evening but wouldn’t divulge any more than that. All day she’d wondered what he’d meant but it could be anything and all she could do was wait impatiently. Finally, she heard his key turn in the door and rose to greet him with a kiss. He opened his arms to her and held her close, kissing her deeply, wrapping his fingers in his hair. He moved his lips next to her ear...
Dago entered Lilith’s castle for the first time in about two years. Natalie had called him back about a year after he’d been turned to tell him about a couple powers he should have known about before, but hadn’t mentioned to him. Oh well, that was old news and the place still seemed pretty unfamiliar. Dago had been turned into a vampire under a few stipulations, some given to him by Lilith, some by her protégée Natalie. Natalie was by far the more intimidating one to Dago; she had outright...
While puberty’s puppet shadow romantically fantasied during soapy showers, I remained boy shy, embarrassed of my background, full lips, big teeth, skinny body, and enlarged breasts. If a boy tried to talk, I assumed he wanted to mock me. My siblings already assured me I was ugly. I didn't need supplemental verification.Attending Notre Dame ensured there weren’t boys to evade at school. Riding the bus meant I left too early and returned home too late for interaction with neighborhood boys. My...
CheatingSo heres a story for all you that goes a bit both ways.After meeting a couple here online on the fabulous hamster and chatting for a few weeks about our fantasies, they are keen to meet and see how we go at fulfilling them.I'm a bit bi but am new to it and want to learn to suck some cock, ive been fucked by my wife before but wanted to try the real thing. I love the cock up my arse its such a great feeling never thought i would but hey its great.So we arrange a meet at their house for some fun....
Dave slipped out of work early, taking Nancy with him. They’d carpooled from the Circle anyway. They got home right at five p.m. They both put on casual clothes, and then headed towards the core. Nancy had brought several sets of clothing to Dave and Alice’s house from her apartment over the weekend. A circle of new friends had already gathered in the core: Aaron, Shelby, Mike, Clarisse, Kat, Owen, Holly, Heather, and Matthew. There was a comfortable round of hugs and kisses from each of...
My son and I were on the floor, backs against the sofa, feet pointed at the TV. He was browsing recordings on the DVR. Unfolded laundry covered the sofa and Darwin, our beagle, splayed across the love seat. “How about Black Sails, mom?” he asked. He still smelled of Irish Spring from his after dinner shower. “Whatever you want, dear. What’s it about?” “Pirates. That’s all I know. It’s new.” I watched both the show and Chad. He had on only his pajama bottoms. His chest had almost no hair. His...
IncestThe next morning the same formal process of punishment was followed. Martha started by saying to Jacqui, "You were sentenced to thirty strokes of the cane and you had three yesterday. Today's count, therefore, will start at four. If I think you can take more than three a day I'll carry on, so don't move until I say so." 'Christ on a bicycle, ' thought Jacqui as she lay over the whipping bench, 'She really knows how to torture someone. I still don't know how many I'm getting today....
Forced By My Girlfriend's Lover 3 By Huggyone "No, please Master Mike, I can't bear to do that. I promise to be a good sissy for you, and service every sexual whim you desire, but please don't make me clean you off after that." Mike grabbed roughly at my ear and pulled me, on my knees, until my face was an inch from his wet tool. "You can clean this for me later Pussy Boy, but right now Mistress Kelly looks like she could do with your services." Kelly had slumped...
I have been reading through the stories send by others for quite some time and know that most of them are made up. I would like to share one of my experiences with u to pay for all those people who have written their real stories. I had this experience with my maid Radha. I was 15 when this episode started. I was slim and was 5’7” tall. She was nearly 40 at the time. She had a wheatish complexion, was very slim on her waist part. Had normal butts and really no boobs at all. So really she was...
Synchronicity Synchronicity: "The simultaneous occurrence of events which appear significantly related but have no discernible causal connection" Author's note: This one is a little different. Rather than being inspired by one song, I got inspired by several at once ... Scene 1: Walking in your footsteps Amy: Whenever my friend Amber gets too stressed, we go to a local museum. I know, it's not a typical hangout for a couple of teens, but Amber just loves it, so we...
I went to my neighbors house again, becoming a routine it seems. I knocked on the door and his wife answered, she told me to come in and have a seat she had something she wanted to tell me. SoI sat on the couch and she sat beside me and told me that Jim's sister was ill and he had to take a drive to think. Mary-Ellen then started to cry.I put my right arm around her and pulled her into a hug and started trying to comfort her.Mary then took my left hand and put it on her breast. I pulled back a...
InterracialLexington, a colleague of one of my friends, was introduced to us all in the pub, and I got on well with him right from the start, despite me being a twenty-year old student and him being a good seven years older than me. That same evening we met I let him know that I was bisexual, just so he was clear, but thankfully although he seemed completely straight, which may have just been subconscious preconceptions on my part about a well built, shaved bald, over six foot tall black guy, he didn't...
Gay MaleWhen Helen and the girls entered the bedroom they could hear the water running and thought that Ben was taking a shower, so they sat on the bed to wait for him. They talked some more about all the fun they have had, here in this paradise. They waited and then heard the water turn off and they anxiously awaited Ben's arrival into the bedroom. Suddenly, Brie screamed! Then Helen heard in her mind, 'Please forgive me, Mother, for what I am about to do. This is the only way out!' All three...
THE COUNTERFIET MISTRESS. It was now the third year of the war, and on my eighteenth birthday that I had decided to enlist in the services, army or navy, it didn't really matter to me. So, full of enthusiasm for the challenge that service life and the opportunity to serve 'King and Country' would offer I set out wearing my 'Sunday best', catching the bus to the nearest recruiting office and joined the many other young men keen to 'get at em' , some with their call-up papers...
Matt had to work the six until closing shift at the pool. After dropping off the girls, he checked his phone messages at home to learn that Mrs. Myers wanting him to "mow her grass" again, and Patty had called three times wanting to know when he would be available again. He didn't return any of the calls. As soon as he was seated on his life guard stand, Patty came up from behind. "How come you haven't called me?" "I never said I would call you on any certain day. I told you I have...