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The man looked from his magazine to the floor of the aisle-way. He focused on a pair of sexy bare feet encased in strappy sandals. Scanning upward he saw that they were connected to a pair of shapely, toned and quite bare legs, the top two or three inches of which were hidden by a short, pleated, skater’s skirt. Tucked into the green and black checked skirt was a white button-front blouse, the top three buttons of which were undone, exposing the young woman’s ample cleavage, and suggesting she...
Kara’s reaction was urgent. She hastily undid Tommy’s shorts, yanking the snap apart and jerking the zipper down. Her hand shot under the elastic of his briefs and gripped his cock. Tommy’s head flew up, breaking the kiss. “My god girl, what has gotten into you? Slow down, I’ll do it. I’ll get ’em off.” Using both hands he pushed his shorts and briefs down, then kicked them off his feet. He grabbed his jersey and yanked it over his head. “And since you’re so anxious, you need to be getting...
Change of Seasons Addendum Seasons Universe Recurring Characters I. Jane Thompson A. Introductory Story: Seasons of Change by Joel Lawrence B. Married to Art Thompson Philips (AKA Diana) C. Character Synopsis 1. Every story (obviously!) 2. School Mistress of Seasons House 3. Originator of Theme's Victorian Petticoat Discipline Reform Program 4. Program goal is to force young males to find...
Based on the characters and situations presented in "Seasons of Change" by Joel Lawrence, Copyright 1989. This story is archived in its entirety at Fictionmania (go to search by authors and select Joel Lawrence). This story takes place approximately one year to a year and a half after the conclusion of "Tales of the Season: Darla's Story" in the branch of the "Seasons of Change" Universe that I started with "A Losing Season", also archived at Fictionmania. Of course, this is a play...
This is the FINAL Chapter of a female authoritarian sissy boy story, although with a softer touch than many others. It is a coming of age series with lacy trimmings and sweet creamy endings. There is sugar and spice and everything sissy-nice! So, if lots of frilly outfits, swishy milk-sop behavior and a little kinky sex are your thing, please read on. If not, thanks for looking anyway. It is also a purely fictional fantasy work. No references are intended to portray any actual...
I was on personal display for him. He would have me walk sensually while emulating the grace of a pretty blonde haired runway model. In my role of girlish temptress, I wiggle my sexy bottom in my exotic, six inch pink, high heeled, platform sandals. My body is slim, lithe, feminine and smooth.At the far end of his large living room he has me turn around, smile, and pose like a show girl for him. My exaggerated wink brings a genuine and enthusiastic smile to my bright red, pouty lips. As I...
CrossdressingWhat does Cum Perfection mean to you? Is it a smooth, creamy homogenous texture or simply the feel of the stuff erupting from the tip of your pee hole after an exhilarating buildup? Others may define their ideal of seminal flawlessness in terms of volume, aroma, color or flavor. Honestly, though, if you’re a straight dude, there’s a good chance you’ll share the opinion of whoever’s running this next joint. To them, Cum Perfection is all about where all that sticky spunk ends up by the end of...
Premium Facial Cumshot Porn SitesChapter One – Spring The phone rang, jolting me out of my sleep. I looked blearily at the alarm clock. It was 8:19 on a Saturday morning. Who the hell could be calling me? I cleared my throat and picked up the phone. ‘Hello?’ ‘Steve. It’s Jessica.’ Jessica. Just hearing her voice brought back vivid memories. I walked over to the coffeemaker, thankful that I’d had the presence of mind to brew a pot of coffee last night. I was going to need some caffeine to work my way through this...
Hooray! Hockey season has begun and, in case you’ve not read my earlier journal entries, I do not like any sports. Couldn’t care less about them. I am, however, married to a man who loves the Boston Bruins and he goes to as many games as he can. Obviously, I knew in advance that he had tickets for the season’s opener and that allowed me time to prepare myself for it. Put it another way: I had time to plan the fun I’d have while he was at the game.I had so many online options. First question,...
CheatingSeason of Terror By Tigger Copyright 2002 All Right Reserved Introduction: A Moment of Crisis Her lips set into a fine, hard line against the emotion burning in her throat, Victoria Denato started to stride out of her pastel-and-chintz-decorated bedroom only to catch herself at the last moment. If her plan was to have any chance of success, she had to have Jane Thompson's full cooperation - and she was absolutely certain that cooperation would not be forthcoming if she failed to...
"Leggings are not pants." My wife, 5'10" tall in her bare feet, with perhaps the longest legs on the planet, often used that expression when confronted by one or more young women whose shape was not suited for such a revealing garment. I, on the other hand, thanked the Lord when my gaze fell on young women - scratch that - any women, younger or older, who wore them and whose shapes were most definitely suited for them. It was another chilly winter afternoon, and we had just popped into the...
VoyeurMy high school years was going really good. I had learned about sex and was trying to fuck every girl I could. I was up to eight, two long term girlfriends and six girls that I banged several times and tossed. My best bud lived across the street from me. His mom, Rose, was like a second mom to me. Rose and I were pretty close. She was a short little Hispanic woman, not over five foot tall and chubby, like a ball with arms and legs. She had always flirted with me from the day I met her. Alot of...
No Time No time left for you On my way to better things No time left for you I'll find myself some wings No time left for you Distant roads are calling me No time left for you. No time for a summer friend No time for the love you send Seasons change and so did I You need not wonder why You need not wonder why There's no time left for you No time left for you. No time left for you On my way to better things No time left for you I'll find myself some wings No time left for you Distant roads...
Posted by permission of Tigger Season of Darkness By Rose Too Clouds darkened the afternoon sky as the long, black limousine idled in front of the boutique. Darla sat in the driver seat awaiting the arrival of Jane Thompson. She was dressed in her chauffeur's uniform with her cap sitting on top of her long blonde hair. The sharply-tailored uniform on her very female shaped figure was eye catching in the extreme. Jane Thompson emerged from the boutique, and was helped into the...
Perfection part 1 of 3 By Morpheus Dr. Gretchen McDermott carefully took off her thick glasses and set them down, rubbing at her weary eyes with the back of her hands. With a loud yawn, she stood up and stretched her aching body before once again donning her glasses and staring into the microscope before her. She smiled faintly as she examined the results. Feeling a surge of triumph, she hoped that this would be it. That all her years of research and hard work would finally...
Smashing Perfection. Page 1. I took her there under duress. Since I supposed, at gunpoint was under duress. And was pretty sure the cops would see it that way. She was utterly shocked and speechless, as I pressed the barrel to her temple, as she got into her car, in the underground parking garage of her condo building. But she was smart enough not to resist, and quietly slid over to the passenger's side, and crouched down into the floor space, as...
This is a farce, a funny little tale. Success, in this case it means big money, for me came late in life. I got up that morning and wished my wife had lived to see it; but she didn't. We got to have children and some new grandchildren, and she loved them all. She was the best woman I could ever have found. Now she was gone. We had been laughing at birds making a dog chase them, egging the dog on. It was funny watching the birds come down near the dog at the ocean's edge and then take off as...
The Price Of Perfection by Marlissa Candy was ready to roll. Damn, I'm hot, she thought. Pretty blue eyes, with thick Madonna-thick eyebrows, winked at her from the mirror. The small bow- shaped mouth all wet and ready for kisses, her scultpted cheekbones framing her face with assertiveness, her small, pointed chin proof of her femninity. Her long dirty blonde hair gave her such a party-girl look all teased up like that, but her perky little Irish button-nose said "good...
It looked like it would be an absolutely terrible Holiday Break for me. As an orphan, having been abandoned by my mother just days after birth and having never known my father, I had no family to go home to, for I had never been adopted. Even though there were some 3,000 students at my college, it had just happened that all my friends were either from the southern or western states, and I could not afford the airfare and spending money to go with them for the Holiday Break to spend the time...
Season of the Wolf Part one: Running With the Pack Chapter 1 ‘Grace, you can’t be serious.’ My roommate glares at the cardboard box I’ve been packing for the last hour as if its public enemy number one. Impatient with my non-response she huffs and taps a manicured nail against her perfectly tanned forearm. ‘I mean, have you really thought this through?’ The tone of her voice hinges on begging, but even her dramatic, over the top pleas aren’t enough to convince me to change my mind. I don’t...
Although I’m happily married, with the consent and often assistance from my hubby, I’ve developed quite an appetite for young men, and they seem to have quite an appetite for me in return. Years ago I would have never dreamed of having sex outside of marriage but after years of being together my hubby started to talk about the possibility of us adding another to the mix and we’ve now been part of the lifestyle for years. More often than anything else, we bring in a single male to the mix but...
I drove home and went to bed. Sleeping wasn't immediate as I thought about Laura and Jenny. I did sleep, eventually. In the morning, the girls came bouncing in with coffee and questions. April's first question was, "Did you kiss her?" "Kiss who?" "Dad, that's not funny." "We kissed very lightly. I have had more passionate kisses from you two. It was appropriate under the circumstances." May said, "I like her. I think you should bring her around more often." "May, we've...
Have you ever had one of those moments in your life where you weren’t quite sure if it was a dream or not? One of those moments where everything is so perfect that it could only be a dream? Well my name is Sean, and I had one such moment, an unforgettable day, with an unforgettable woman. It started out innocent enough. I had taken a vacation for the summer back to my home town. You know, taking some time away from all the noise of the city. Now my home town is one of those small towns that...
Modeled to Perfection By Heather St. Claire and Paul Jutras The owner of Carvahlo Department Stores was in a foul mood. He had jusr been given the report of his store's latest sales results; the income in all but two of the 27 stores was down, and what's worst, this was a trend that had been going on for more than a year. Paul Carvahlo stood up from his big leather swivel chair and walked over to the bar in the corner of his office, and poured himself a drink. But he only took a...
"Good evening Ms Wen." "I trust you had no issues finding me?" "It's nice to finally meet you Mr... X." "No, the directions you gave in your email were perfect. It's strange, since I've never noticed this building before, and I've driven through this area hundreds of times... but I suppose there will be a lot of strange things happening today." "Yes indeed Ms Wen, I make it a point to not be found unless I intend to be. Sorry to be abrupt, but did you bring the full payment?...
‘It’s a beautiful morning, isn’t it, Miss?’ After looking me over, his smile broadened, then – after pausing for effect – he asked in a slightly deeper, very confident voice: ‘Would you like anything else?’ I just smiled, shook my head ‘no’, and collected my package. His attention was flattering and reassuring, no doubt, but I’m uncomfortable speaking with strangers. He was correct though – it is a beautiful morning. As I walked back to my car, I thought about that – about the beauty of an...
LAST NIGHT, I did something I never do: I slept in all my makeup. This morning, I woke up to see what I would have to do if I maintained a disguise overnight. The morning after It was hard enough to be with Angel while she flirted with me. It was scary as hell to run into Jordan and deflect his interest. The two encounters left me in such a serious panic attack after I escaped from them, I practically ran back to my car jumped in the back seat, curled up into a little ball and rocked back...
Body Perfection Reddit, aka r/BodyPerfection! Being in shape is something that a lot of people strive for nowadays. A lot of your former high-school or college peers could be pumping iron at the moment, and even though a large portion of the world sees it as a shallow means of increasing one’s own beauty and becoming more attractive, it’s actually a lot more meaningful. People who don’t go to the gym and are out of shape are always resentful of those who do, and why wouldn’t they be - I mean I...
Reddit NSFW ListFor PerfectionBy: Londebaaz Chohan With my eyes shut and my hands on the back of his head, my hips were thrusting deep and wild in his throat as he sucked my cock well into his throat, sending a lot of pressure into my balls caressed by his hands and my ass being massaged also.I opened my eyes to find myself in a dark area, surrounded by a group of hot guys, supposedly from the same college. Although the light was very dim but still it was not difficult to make out the hands of each guy...
"Daddy..." "Yes, Mistress?" Daddy smiled as I pulled his arm around my shoulders so we could sit close together on the big sofa in our family room. "No, just call me Susan for a minute, okay?" I looked at him and he laughed because the last thing he wanted was for me to be was his little girl probably. We were naked, or he was anyway, I still had my black thong and shoes on, for what little difference that made. As his Mistress my father would accept anything I wanted, but as his...
I think Gods best creation of man and women is meant to make love and it’s to us that how beautifully, technically and perfectly you can enjoy it. Lovemaking is an art and it can only get matured with regular practice and our dear friend Mr Vatsayan had explored 184 Asans and most of us used only 2-3 Asans in which most of the time Man on top and totally ignoring women’s feeling and her desires. I had experienced and shared very light moments with my partners during love making and understand,...
SEASON’S BEATINGS Well, the Holiday Season is upon us again. Don’t you just love this magical time of year? I find it so exciting. I look forward to it each year with breathless anticipation. I can’t wait to see all the lights and decorations and to party with old friends. The music of this Season is a special treat. You cannot escape the nostalgia and romanticism of it all. Particularly if you were raised in northern climes, ?Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, down the lane snow...
I suppose I was something of a cad back in college, but I didn’t see it that way then. I thought I was just making up for the lost time of high school and then my freshman year. At the very end of that first semester in 1974, circumstances started to break in my favor. I wasn’t involved in casual sex or one-night stands, but I had several overlapping girlfriends for a while. Two of them even offered several threesome sessions to me, and I happily obliged. In my mind, with pornography openly...
MILFJoanne’s seventeen-year-old sister, Gabrielle, arrived home just after 4.30 that Saturday afternoon. She was happy. She had enjoyed spending time with her friends in town, doing some last-minute Christmas shopping and just relaxing for a change. Once she had locked the front door behind her, Gabby Wilson laid her shopping bags down in the hallway and walked into the front room, where her mother and older sister were watching television. The young woman smiled and sat down on the sofa next to...
SpankingJoanne’s seventeen-year-old sister, Gabrielle, arrived home just after 4.30 that Saturday afternoon. She was happy. She had enjoyed spending time with her friends in town, doing some last-minute Christmas shopping and just relaxing for a change. Once she had locked the front door behind her, Gabby Wilson laid her shopping bags down in the hallway and walked into the front room, where her mother and older sister were watching television. The young woman smiled and sat down on the sofa next to...
SpankingHello and welcome to Seasons, during this story you’ll meet nine people living their lives. They all interlink with one another in one way or another and culminate at the end. I WILL UNDERSTAND YOU, I WILL DEGRADE YOU, I WILL SUPPORT YOU, I WILL FORSAKE YOU, I WILL BETRAY YOU, I WILL KILL YOU, I WILL PROTECT YOU, I WILL SAVE YOU, I WILL ABANDON YOU, I WILL COMFORT YOU, I WILL HELP YOU, I WILL GUIDE YOU Remember the above as each will be portrayed. If you do like this story please click that...
"Seasons of Change" by Joel Lawrence (C) The train began slowing as it neared Westbury station. Michael knew this was the name of the station because the conductor had passed through the car and announced it, and around him other passengers were heeding the suggestion that they check to ensure they had all their belongings. Michael gathered his books and the remnants of the snacks he had bought on the train and watched out the window and the train came closer to the...
Monday was a normal day. I ate with Kathy and only said that I met an interesting girl named Nadia at Sunday school the day before. Of course, I said nothing about any deal. Tuesday morning, I sent Nadia a text. She responded moments later telling me to come at a quarter before twelve. I sent back, “Okay.” I told Kathy that I was having lunch with Nadia today. She grinned and waved me off. I left, giving me three minutes to get in my car and drive five hundred feet. I walked in on time. I...
I can only imagine what life would be like with her. That future is perfect, immaculately flawless, yet I know life is never without an imperfection. There will always be a negative to a positive, bad luck to good luck, a downfall to an up rising. And yet I expect so highly and I expect perfection that could never be accomplished, even in a hundred lifetimes. Dramatic lies and brutal honesty contrast yet without one, the other ceases to exist. The pretense that I live and the limitations that I...
LesbianAuthor's Note: All characters depicted in this story are of the age of 18 or older, thus complying with all local, state, and federal laws regarding age within the United States. No character depicted in any stories will ever be under the age of 18.Kara, still the adventurous slut, had been looking for any and every opportunity to exhibit herself to the watchful eyes of voyeurs or to even step it up a bit and to see how many strangers that she could fuck and how often. Her record for fucking...
She had been asleep… she had had vague dreams of her father and mother rushing in, grabbing her and then her mother injected her with something and she went back to sleep… She woke up and looked around the room. “Oh,” she said, “I am floating again. Relax…” The blonde woman went from looking at the top of the framed painting to the bottom as she came back down to the mattress. She looked over at the nightstand as she got up to go to the bathroom… “Oh Christmas…” she muttered to herself looking...
Kara*All characters in this story are fictional. The events in this story are fictional. Do not duplicate them.*Kara had been abducted and bound. She wore a blindfold over her eyes and was driven in a silver van with a wobbly tire whose exhaust pipe clanked on the ground at every bump to a squat brick building in the industrial center of town. It was an old factory which had been renovated by the lecherous Capt. Malfarge into a den of sexual debauchery. Capt. Malfarge was not seen but...
It was Sunday afternoon. Kara and Dirk were sunbathing in the courtyard. She had been living with him for three weeks. She reminded him, "Don't forget you have to pick up what's-his-name." Dirk glanced at his watch, then looked over his newspaper at Kara. "I've still got a little time. His name, by the way, is Tim Taylor." Kara offered Dirk a bottle of suntan lotion. He looked at it quizzically. "But it’s late in the day and the sun is nearly gone," he protested. "Well,” Kara replied with a...
Straight SexKara's mother had been killed in a car wreck less than two years earlier. Shortly after, Kara and her father, (she was an only child), had tried to escape the memories of the tragedy by moving across town. Their new house was not much larger than what they had before, but the lots in this part of town were spacious, generally an acre or more. The new house also had a swimming pool and gazebo. Although Kara had left her old friends behind, she acquired a new one, Tommy, the boy who lived...
Dirk didn't get home until after seven. He was surprised to find Kara already there, curled up on the couch in the den, watching television. She was wrapped in a terry cloth towel that stretched from the tops of her breasts to the tops of her thighs. She was covered, but not by much. Kara was bright, single, not yet thirty and about to become partner in a law firm that handled most of Dirk's legal matters. Being a young associate in a large law firm, it was normal for her to work well into the...
ExhibitionismKara had been a*****ed and bound. She wore a blindfold over her eyes and was driven in a silver van with a wobbly tire whose exhaust pipe clanked on the ground at every bump to a squat brick building in the industrial center of town. It was an old factory which had been renovated by the lecherous Capt. Malfarge into a den of sexual debauchery. Capt. Malfarge was not seen but rarely for he kept a room in the upper story in the building which was always closed by shutters, and instead an...
This story contains some nudity, lesbian overtones, mind control, drug use, and mental cruelty. Read at your own risk. I am always interested in any stories which contain identity assumption. I can be reached at impersonateU at mac dot com. Identity Theft: How Kara Learned to Dance ? by: Lauren Smith My wife was never much of a dancer. I always thought she avoided dancing because it would involve letting loose in public. Her job, as the chairwoman of the Office of...
Despite being in a strange bed at a nearly-empty hotel, Christmas morning felt truly ‘right.’ I could hear the wind whistling past the window, and instinctively knew that virgin snow was falling upon the area. I was warm and cozy underneath the covers. And, most importantly, I was not alone. Megumi slept peacefully in my arms. I held a sleeping goddess, and I knew that a deity somewhere above was indeed smiling upon me. In time, I extricated myself from my girlfriend’s feeble hold and...
Novella 2: On the Hunt Chapter 1 The sky is gunmetal gray and the ocean turbid and violent. The wind is relentless and tears at my hair. Cold drops of rain splatter against my cheeks. I walk across swirling sands tossed by the storm and contemplate my next move. People who don’t know better think southern California is sunny and warm three hundred and sixty five days a year. It isn’t. Sometimes, it’s cold, damn cold, and today is one of those days. That’s ok. I don’t mind the weather. The...
Thursday December 13 had been the end of the first semester for me, for that was the night of my last final exam. One week later, the date would be forever memorable for me because it was the day my companion and I were rescued from our isolation. It was nearly sunset when the work crew had finally cleared away the snow from the north-side door. I sent Megumi out first, and someone quickly grabbed her suitcase while someone else wrapped a large thick blanket around her and hurried her to an...
The Wolf’s Den Chapter 1 Winter is my least favorite time of year. I’m a California girl to the very core of my existence. The relentless gray skies and blinding white of nothing but snow as far as the eye can see are certainly not as pretty in reality as they appeared in the glossy pages of the travel brochures I collected along the way. I hate being cold. Hate. It. I learned to tolerate and sort of like Indiana. I enjoyed going to bed with the landscape looking one way, with the lush...
Being 2020, my Christmas wish to Santa had to be less frivolous than my normal request for a night with Mila Kunis. This year I would wish for the ability to avenge my most tragic loss. Many years ago my two siblings were captured and killed by a most-wicked witch. A very Grimm story. This year I would wish for the ability to destroy her. I realize I'm too old to be writing letters to Santa. But, I'm also too old to eat corn dogs and tater tots alone which I do every night. Always hopeful,...
Humor1 Spring - Sprit Man She leaned over and looked at her reflection in the clear cold water. Her hair was in twin long black braids and shined of the bear grease she had used in it. They were held in place by the leather band that was around her head. She dipped the skins into the still cold stream. The water still had the icy feel of the melting snows from the mountains. The air in the early morning had the bite of the passing winter, yet it also carried the sweet smell of the coming...
◊ Chapter 1Mrs. Denning droned on and on about semicolons as the seconds stretched into minutes and Kara’s eyelids began to droop. Twenty minutes to go until lunch and the tension in the room had risen to a fever pitch. There are only so many hours a day you can contain the seniors at Rosemont High, and the hours directly preceding and following lunch weren’t the most ideal. Word around school was that the teachers all knew this and planned the most boring lessons for exactly those times in...
“Something wrong?” she asked.“Uh, well… I guess I just never danced with a lawyer before.”“Well, that’s what I am and you had to know it. After all, you did call me at the office.”“Yeah well, but I sort of...”“Expected me to be dressed different? Like I was the other night?”His eyes lit up. “You mean that dress with the slit? Oh yeah. Now that was hot!” He shrugged as his smile waned. “But, no, of course not. I wasn’t expecting that, but I uh…” He looked directly into her eyes. “I wasn’t...
Exhibitionism“I do like this house,” Kara pronounced. She was naked, lying on her back at the side of the pool, looking at the sky. Dirk yawned, but not from lack of sleep, more from boredom. “Uh huh, so I gathered,” he replied, his eyes still on his paper. Kara stretched and put her hands behind her head. “I didn’t at first, though.” Dirk wanted to keep his focus on what he was reading, but being polite, asked, “And why not?” “No privacy.” Dirk snapped his paper and dropped it on the pool deck. “You’re...
ExhibitionismKara's mother had been killed in a car wreck five years earlier. It had taken her the better part of a year to adjust to life without a mother. When she was fifteen she realized that she liked showing off her body. Nevertheless, she had been cautious about how she dressed around the house, at least when Daddy was home. Kara's high-school graduation present had been a trip to France with Daddy. While there Kara had begun going without a bra, leaving an extra button or two undone, and had even...
My name is Amunet, sometime of Thebes but originally, and yet again, of Avaris, the great Hykos principal city on the delta of the life-giving River Nile in the years of Khyan the Great’s reign and the glorious afterward. My mistress and sister wife is truly gone now, and I feel that someone should tell the story of Kara and her mask and of the glory of the Hykos kingdom over that of the hapless Egyptians. It was my good fortune to have been raised with and eventually to have served the great...