Mother s Love Mother s Pristine Doll and the Ambers of Desire
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The doors to the TARDIS fling out and laughing wildly Amy Pond runs inside the little blue box stopping to rest on a rail holding her aching side. The Doctor runs in next, breathing hard slamming the TARDIS doors shut as he gets in. Running up to the console the vastly clever Doctor now starts bashing and flicking controls with his fingers bringing the TARDIS to life. Amy watches him run around his circular console with a big smile on her face at the look of pure concentration on his. Flicking...
Her body barely made a splash as she dove into the cool pond that stood just on the other side of her property line and belonged to her neighbor, Keith Buckley. The water felt wonderful, sleek and satiny against her over heated body, hot from a long day of working to try to get the old farmhouse she'd bought, her very first house, in shape. It was a huge job, gutting the hundred year old house while living in it. Sara had just torn out the ancient shower stall, finding a wall full of mold...
We sat in our ravens nest surveying our domains with the pond and the sunlight glittering upon it, singing a soft harmony to the birds chattering and declaring our domains to be theirs and that was fine since we didn´t mind sharing, not with them. Sharing with Them was more problematic, since They like ants wanted to fill the world and the constant moronic muttering of distant cars never ceased even here. So we hid from most of Them but not all and we even had some friends. Yes we certainly...
Walter has just finished college and is spending one last summer taking care of his weird uncle’s cabin located on Pond Cove, a secluded area surrounded by a government nature preserve. All of the other owners, except one, have been bought out by the government which wants to turn Pond Cove into a frog sanctuary. Walter meets his neighbors for the summer– six sorority sisters who are spending one last summer together.Things get a little warm... and a little weird... as Walter learns about his...
Spanking( The story is continues from “ Horny night in lonely house” couple category) It was dawn. But I felt lazy to get off from the bed. Just I was recollecting the incidents of yesterday. I was thrilled to think that I have fucked Mohini, the women devil. My body temperature started to rise. My finger is roaming on the wound on my lips, where mohini has bite. Suddenly, my friend has come and asked me to get up, and he has told me that today also he would go to his relative’s house and come back...
IncestThe pond had always been empty. Ever since I moved here. No matter how much it rained, that pond never a drop remaining in its weedy basin. I don’t think it was ever full. I think they just put it there so it would look like there used to be a pond there, and they could tell people who wanted to move here that it was a dry season, or something like that. Anyways, it looked ridiculous just sitting there, starving for some water. It was a pathetic pond, really. Barely three houses long, and maybe...
Things get a little warm... and a little weird... as Walter learns about his submissive side from the hands of some expert teachers. This story stands on its own, but the storyline will continue in the future. Because this is the first chapter, there is a lot of setup and staging before things get interesting. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual...
"Insanity is doing the same things over and over again but expecting different results." - Albert Einstein (maybe)The above quote really smacked me on my stubborn bum. Many like to argue as to who really said it - doesn't matter to me. All that matters is I need to take it to heart. So here I am staring at the sign, "Women Only. Men not allowed beyond this point." I need to make some changes and this seems like a good place to start.I had always thought I needed a man in my life. There...
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‘Shit!’ I shouted as the branch broke and I fell backwards towards the stinking slimy mud. I had been trying too hard. Anger had driven me on all morning. Last night we had walked into the youth hostel dripping water from our cagoules. Mary, June and I had signed up for a week of ‘conservation’ in the hostel’s grounds in exchange for free bed and board. The driving rain as we walked the five miles from the station had been disheartening. We expected to be working outside for the whole week....
Fourth of July was interesting here at Pond Cove. For one thing, there were tons of people on the ocean beach and a bunch of boats bobbing in the water just offshore. They were there to watch the fireworks show in the main harbor. It was several miles away, but that doesn’t make as much difference over the water.What did make a difference was that they were outside of town and the harbor patrol doesn’t come out this far unless there is a distress call or something like that. Once you got back...
BDSMI used to visit the near by pond in those day. I was a young boy, eighteen years old trying to learn to swim. The pond was surrounded by tress and bushes on one side and few small huts on another side. I often heard from my friends that they have seen couples having sex in the bushes. Sex was a new subject for me and the sight of a pulpy girl was enough to excite my senses.Our family had a maid and she often talked about that pond. She was a 18 yrs old busty girl with womanly assets. She was...
I used to visit the near by pond in those day. I was a young boy, eighteen years old trying to learn to swim. The pond was surrounded by tress and bushes on one side and few small huts on another side. I often heard from my friends that they have seen couples having sex in the bushes. Sex was a new subject for me and the sight of a pulpy girl was enough to excite my senses. Our family had a maid and she often talked about that pond. She was a 18 yrs old busty girl with womanly assets. She was...
Quarantine Pristine By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter Two Owen was exhausted after a restless night's sleep as his stomach acted up and his mother constantly came in to check on him and remedy any accidents that might have occurred. He gave her no grief as she did whatever she had to under his nightgown at various times during the night, as he been woken but fallen right back to sleep a couple of times. When finally Sabrina shook him awake him in the morning and he...
The old mill pond had been our summer meeting place for years. The mill had been closed for years now, but the pond was still there. It made a great place to hang out and swim. There was a big oak tree next to the water. We would tie a rope to the limb and swing out over the water and drop in. Next to the tree was a large rock. It was perfect for diving off or just laying on to get some sun.It was the summer of my sixteenth birthday. There were nine of us that made skinny dippin’ a daily...
First TimeThe old mill pond had been our summer meeting place for years. The mill had been closed for years now, but the pond was still there. It made a great place to hang out and swim. There was a big oak tree next to the water. We would tie a rope to the limb and swing out over the water and drop in. Next to the tree was a large rock. It was perfect for diving off or just laying on to get some sun.It was the summer of my sixteenth birthday. There were nine of us that made skinny dippin’ a daily...
First TimeSaturday morning Annie, Chelsea, Tina and Britt drive over to the pond in Chelsea’s car. Tina grabs her IPod and some speaker as she gets out of the car, the rest grab the towels and snacks and head to the pond. The girls strip down to their suits and jump into the pond. They take turns on the old tire swing, swinging out and over the pond. Laughing and giggling they dunk each other in the water. Tina goes to dunk Britt and her hand gets tangled in the strap on her top, causing the strap to...
Lesbian8th grader at Borisovo’s pond ch.1 ([email protected]) Spring arrived early in Moscow this year and everyone was happy to leave -30 C temperatures in the past. The warm days of spring brought a surge of activity to the city. The malls filled with shoppers looking for goods. The beach at Borisovo Pond filled with teenagers ditching school on the prowl for sex. This day in spring was particularly hot in Moscow and it seemed like only a few dozen high school teens had sense enough to enjoy it...
8th grader at Borisovo’s pond ch.1 ([email protected]) Spring arrived early in Moscow this year and everyone was happy to leave -30 C temperatures in the past. Warm days of spring bring a surge of activity to the city. The malls fill with shoppers looking for goods. The beach at Borisovo Pond fills with teenagers ditching school on the prowl for sex. This day in spring was particularly hot in Moscow and it seemed like only a few dozen high school teens had sense enough to enjoy it - despite...
This was the third night this had happened. Always the same time. Her heart raced, and she took a sip from her glass. She sighed out, calmed by the stillness of her room. She took another deep breath, and watched the clock. Still 3:33. Her hand moved to her chest, rising and falling softly as her heart slowed down. The minute changed. Standing up, Autumn moved to the window, cracking it slightly. The sweet, crisp country air drifted inwards, soothing her lungs. She moved back to her bed,...
Saturday morning Hannah, Samantha, Tina and Britt drive over to the pond in Samantha’s car. Tina grabs her iPod and some speaker as she gets out of the car, the rest grab the towels and snacks and head to the pond.The girls strip down to their suits and jump into the pond. They take turns on the old tire swing, swinging out and over the pond. Laughing and giggling they dunk each other in the water. Tina goes to dunk Britt and her hand gets tangled in the strap on her top, causing the strap to...
A naive girl at Borisovo's pond.Chapter 1. Getting acquainted. This year hot spring days came early in Moscow and everybody was happy to leave cold temperatures in the past. It brought a surge of activity to the city and it was clearly seen. Malls were filled with shoppers, looking for goods. Beaches were filled with teenagers ditching schools on the prowl for fun. There was Borisovo’s pond in Orekhovo-Borisovo, the southern district of Moscow. That was the place where high school k**s...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Spring arrived early in Moscow this year and everyone was happy to leave -30 C temperatures in the past. Warm days of spring bring a surge of activity to the city. The malls fill with shoppers looking for goods. The beach at Borisovo Pond fills with teenagers ditching school on the prowl for sex. This day in spring was particularly hot in Moscow and it seemed like only a few dozen high school teens had sense enough to enjoy it - despite the fact it...
Fetish= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The saga comes to a close as Walter and Holly return to school... now as teachers. How they get their new teaching positions, who their principals will be, and where they will teach is all discovered in this final chapter of Summer at Pond Cove. This story stands on its own, but makes a little more sense if you have read the previous chapters. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of...
Sorry about the long wait between chapters, but I’ve been getting a book ready for publication and that takes up all my spare time. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be...
This year hot spring days came early in Moscow and everybody was happy to leave cold temperatures in the past. It brought a surge of activity to the city and it was clearly seen. Malls were filled with shoppers, looking for goods. Beaches were filled with teenagers ditching schools on the prowl for fun. There was Borisovo’s pond in Orekhovo-Borisovo, the southern district of Moscow. That was the place where high school kids liked hanging out. It was just the kind of a day that...
I never expected being a submissive sex slave to be boring. I know that sounds weird, but it’s true. In truth, I never expected to be a submissive sex slave, but once I became one, I really didn’t expect it to be boring. I’ve read some porn stories about sex slaves and none of them are boring. I guess those stories are only about a few hours’ time or perhaps a really exciting day or two. I didn’t fully realize that when I submitted myself to Mistress Gloria, it would be twenty-four-seven/three...
BDSMThis happened to me when I was about 16 me and a friend lee were in the local park fishing when I need to relief myself but there's not public toilets near the pond and I knew I wont make it to the nearest ones but the pond as a wooded area that goes nearly all the way around the pond so I told my mate to keep an on my fishing gear I wont be long and ran so far in to the woods so no one else fishing could see me I was nearly pissing myself so as soon as I pulled out my cock from my shorts It...
This story stands on its own, but makes a little more sense if you have read the previous chapters. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you...
It’s hard to believe that my summer at Pond Cove has come to an end. Things didn’t finish the way I had expected. Actually, things didn’t begin the way I expected either and the summer was nothing like I thought it would be. I thought I would have a lot of time to myself over the summer to get ready for my first year of teaching. Instead, most of my summer was taken up finding out I was a painslut, falling in love with another painslut– holly, submitting myself to Mistress Gloria... and then...
BDSMHolly and I ran the two miles up the beach to Uncle Walter’s place. We were both laughing and giggling as we ran. My laughter was because I had never run naked in the moonlight before. Hers was because as I watched her naked body reflecting the moonlight, Little Bill had awakened and was sticking out straight in front of me. It was flopping up and down and from side to side as I ran.When we reached the stairs going up to the deck of Uncle Walter’s cabin, I suddenly skidded to a stop and...
BDSMDid I really want to hang out with my 18 year old cousin (hot and hung), his friend with benefits, Nate, and an unknown cruisy park where guys hang out and cruise and play? Fuck yeah, I said. But what about your Dad, I asked, and Clay said to leave him a note that I went to practice with him, to work out.He jumped on his phone, and we darted around the house packing water, towels, snacks, gear, lube, sunscreen, etc. to take. He tossed me a backpack and I shoved my University N2N brief, a...
“Wanna take one last swim?” He smiled and replied “Sure!” We’d been on the pond all day. Well, maybe not literally on the pond. We’d been in and out of the cabin, in the kayaks and we’d been swimming a few times. Everyone else had gone home. Why he stayed, I don’t know. But I was pretty happy about it, feeling kind of horny and I’d fantasized about his cock for a very long time.We both got up from the fire. He started into the cabin. I asked “Where you going?” He turned to me and stared. “I’m...
Judy likes to skinny-dip. And I like to see her run around naked. She likes to tease me and watch my dick stand up. I like to be teased and then bury it in her furry snatch. We are a happy couple. Let me give you a picture of us. I’m six foot, a reasonably buff thirty-year-old with a pretty thick six-inch tool. Judy is five-five and looks a lot like the porn star Lisa Sparxxx with less padding around the edges. She’s brunette and keeps her crotch carpet trimmed. We dated in high school and...
He had finished the Telegraph crossword, folded the paper and sat back, waiting for the train to bring him home. 'Two more stations' he thought as the train pulled to a standstill, then, he quickly looked at his watch, thought 'Why not' and was out of his seat and on the platform just as the doors slid to. Following the crowd through the exit tunnel he said to himself "Thursday, she won't miss me". After riding the long escalator up and showing his pass at the barrier, he followed the crowd out...
GayErin was thirty-five, and so was I. We’d lived in the same dormitory in college; her room was a few doors down from mine. She was the “hippie chick” ... long frizzy hair the color of honey, always smelling faintly of incense and pot, with a free and easy attitude toward the things that most of my other dorm-mates took far too seriously -- things like studies, dating, sex, and careers. In a way, that was what we’d had in common. Both of us were outcasts in that scene. For my part, I’d come from...
I don't recognize the number, but the text reads: Meet me at Shilshole. Bring your camera.A few weeks ago a beautiful woman exposed herself to me at a bar. She swiped my phone to leave me a series of self-shots of her flashing in the parking lot. I also have a tantalizingly incomplete picture taken under her dress of a very wet, freshly-fucked pussy. I've been masturbating to these daily. It's practically habit. Consequently, I'm as familiar with her curving hips and sloping breasts as I'm...
I had fish there twice without an issueIt was a free day off from school and i got there early 6am sipping my cofee while casting my lanethis nice large pond off the road is fill of bass and i always have fun fighting the fish in wild pond I ear his deep loud voice when he got down the trail to my spot''what we have there son is that a mermaid? ohhhh yes it is go on its yours''i look up the trail, he was walking weird but fast toward me i coudnt quite understand what was he saying until he was...
I woke up early feeling very restless. Jake was out of town for the week working and I was on my own. It was supposed to be a hot one today so I decided to get some weeding done this morning before the sun heats up the afternoon. I threw on some shorts and a tank top, grabbed my gloves and headed outside. I finished my weeding by ten o’clock and was dripping with sweat. I needed to cool off so I decided to take a dip in the pond and get some sun. I rummaged through my drawer finding a skimpy...
Amy Pond and Clara Oswald 2With the Doctor away, clearing up an old Gallifreyan mess that was too dangerous for her, Clara had known exactly where she wanted to be dropped off.Clara sat next to Amy Pond on the edge of her king-sized bed. Amy was confident she'd have Clara in the palm of her hand in no time. Her soft hand rested on Clara's thigh, rubbing up and down gently. Clara smiled remembering how it had all began the first time."Your legs are unbelievably smooth..." Amy remarked in her...
The next day everyone gathered in the courtyard. Jessy looked rather ragged today. Apparently she’d been dragged into the lab at some point for her hypno-memory implant and experienced some things she’d have been better off not ever having witnessed. According to Skay, she very willingly jumped at the chance to join the Brotherhood. The face she made when he said that showed a great deal of grievance however, so James decided to take it with grain of salt. The now ever present Harvy was...
Quarantine Pristine By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter One "I don't think that looks too bad any more, sweetheart," said her mother. "Yeah, because I've spent the last two days with either a full shield or a catcher's mask on," replied Sabrina, allowing her mother to inspect her black eye. "Well his turn is over and now it's yours, so unless you're going to make him kick the soccer ball with you, then I assume sports are over for a few days." Her mother smiled,...
TO DRESS WITH SPIRIT "You know the locals say it's haunted," said my quirky friend Elena as we turned into the long carriage drive which led to the country house hotel in which I'd gained an internship. Her eyes were laughing as she said this, and I pinched her arm jokingly. "Pull the other one." We were both too worldly and rational to believe in ghosts. I'd heard the rumours about the hotel when I talked to people about the internship opportunity, and of course I'd dismissed...
They awoke early the following day, Beth couldn't help but laugh as Marie sat cross legged beside her and asked, "Can we go riding today?" "OK but how about a morning kiss." They kissed for a while before Marie sat back up, "When can we go." "Why don't you go and start the shower, I'll ring Meg and arrange everything and join you in a second." As Marie headed for the bathroom Beth lifted the phone and dialled the stables, "Hello!" "Hi Meg it's Beth, Beth...
Team Spirit By Ms. Jenny Ann Preface by author: The following story was authored by me, it may be downloaded or shared at free sites only. A comment was made to stop with my photos, so this story will not have any; however, in order to get the random thoughts to come together in some sort of way, I had to get inspired. I began by slowly transforming myself, stopping along the way to read a few stories. It worked and I now know what I want to add to this story. I did take a picture;...
Tammy's Spirit We stood at the window, and the woman with us pushed a button on the wall. The curtain pulled back, and on the Gurney, on the other side of the window, lay Tammy. She looked just like she was asleep, but I knew she was dead. My friend Phil, almost collapsed from the pain of seeing his wife. A little over an hour ago, I had received a panicky call from Phil. The local police had called, and told him that his wife had been involved in a bad traffic accident, and they...
This is a long story at over 9,000 words. The preparation in advance for the visit to the club involves some difficult, almost punishment, enemas, etc, but there is no scat play or anything like that. At the club walter is involved primarily in M/m sex. If any of that turns you off, you can catch the next chapter, Chapter 08, which will be, I hope, the last chapter of this saga. This story stands on its own, but makes a little more sense if you have read the previous chapters. = = = = = = =...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you...
In Chapter Two, Walter continues telling the story of his Summer at Pond Cove. He finds out for certain that he is a pain slut, and is officially given the name of “weird worm” at the feet of his new Mistress... Mistress Gloria. This story stands on its own, but may make a little more sense if you have read Chapter One. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual...
One day in early August, right after breakfast, Mistress Gloria said to Mistress Sam and Mistress Cheryl, “What do you think about going to the club tomorrow night?”She didn’t ask me or holly or puddy tat or tracy. Our opinion didn’t matter anyway.“Do we have the masks with us?” Mistress Cheryl asked.“New masks for you, weird worm, and tracy arrived yesterday,” Mistress Gloria replied.“What masks?” I whispered very quietly to holly.At least I thought I was very quiet. Mistress Gloria turned to...
BDSMAround the middle of July things started to get weird at Pond Cove. You may be wondering what I consider weird since I have been telling how I and three other submissives have been running around naked obeying our Mistresses all summer, but this is different. Something weird was happening with the Mistresses.It has to do with power... or authority... or assertiveness or something. Before this summer, I didn’t know I was a submissive. And over the weeks, I’ve figured out that I am less assertive...
BDSMAmy Pond and Clara Oswald #1"A fluctuating time disturbance." Those had been the Doctor's exact words to describe the situation. The situation that had brought Amy and Clara together was theoretically impossible. So were most other days with the Doctor though. The funny man with the bow tie had swaggered back into his TARDIS after a heartfelt greeting and gone to fix the incident leaving Clara with Amy for the day. Neither girl had complained.In truth when they had first met Amy had instantly...
Friends Across The PondI travel a lot with my work, I'm part of a large conglomerate that deals in financial services with offices all over the world. My favourite place to be when not in England, is the USA, namely New York, it really is the city that never sleeps. That's not the main reason though, the MAIN reason happens to have the most amazing emerald eyes, a pocket rocket of 5ft dead, and a body like Marilyn Monroe at her very best, an arse like a peach when she bends over to pick...
Elrod's been having a lot of fun with this notion, so I decided to try. The sex is there, though mostly off stage, but rather kinky. MAU: On Golden Pond (1/3) By Ellie Dauber (c) 2001 FYI, this story is based on the Henry Fonda/Katherine Hepburn version, rather than the recent one with Julie Andrews. * * * * * "It's a long story," Edith Thayer said. "As I remember, I was fixing lunch when it began." * * * * * "Norman, lunch is ready." Edith Thayer put the tray...
Prologue Ethan Smith was miserable. It was the end of summer term and once again he had done little in his time, "Home". Home was a joke to his family. he didn't really have one. His dad always dumped him on his grandparents and took the first flight away to some exotic location while Ethan, "Got to know" his grandparents. He hadn't been to his, "Real" home in three years, ever since he started infant school at his expensive private boarding school. Don't get him wrong. He loved his...
No one would believe me if I didn't have proof to show them and even then most people would think it was some kind of special effect. I had stumbled onto something that plainly could NOT exist, yet it did. Now to figure out some way to capture proof, if not for others at least to convince myself I hadn't been dreaming. I work as a Park Ranger for the National Parks Service. I'm not your typical Ranger Rick. I do sweeps of the meadows and woodlands far from where most tourist go to see if...
I couldn't believe my luck. I lay there on the queen-sized bed, propped on one hand, looking at the sweet thing laying beside me. She was a beauty with a young, lithe body, long blonde hair that was now swirled around her shoulders, and soft sensitive skin now covered with a fine patina of perspiration. I was running my finger tips over her body, reveling in her youth. I had just rolled off her after spending over 90 minutes in all sorts of contortions, sometimes with my mouth plastered to...
Orgasm Pond is a name I affectionately gave a small Adirondack lake in upstate New York after a summer I had spent there that changed my life. The real name of the lake shall remain nameless. You know that point when you've given yourself passionately to something for years and all that something does is take, take, take? That point where you, suddenly and forcefully, can't take it anymore. My life careened toward that breaking point for years. I was blind to it until I reached that...