Black Swan Seduction
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Rick answered a knock at his door. Brenda handed him the legal pad. "My second draft," she announced. "That was quick. How late were you up?" "All night." "You haven't been to bed?" "Nope." "You must be exhausted." "I'm invigorated," she replied, "energized. If the first draft came out like a torrent, this one came out like a tsunami." "Such an effort deserves immediate attention. I'll read it right away." Brenda bit her lip. "I'll be in the apartment..." He...
Time lost all meaning for Natalie. All she knew was that she continued eating Mila’s pussy until her mouth and tongue were sore, Natalie having no idea just how many orgasms she gave Mila or how much girl cum covered her face and sliding down her throat, yet somehow not enough, Natalie’s new-found desires compelling her to keep fucking Mila until she felt a sharp tugging on her hair. Looking up Natalie’s eyes met Mila’s, something in those other girl’s eyes compelling her to move upwards...
Introduction: Natalie has goined the dark side to take a strap deep inside! Mila was right, Natalie was hooked. She was a pussy addict now&hellip, a lesbian whore, a cunt craving lezzie slut who needed to be between another girls legs. Time lost all meaning for Natalie. All she knew was that she continued eating Milas pussy until her mouth and tongue were sore, Natalie having no idea just how many orgasms she gave Mila or how much girl cum covered her face and sliding down her throat, yet...
wasn't comfortable enough in her body to fully liberate herself from the iron jaws of an oppressive, manic depressive mother. She was innocent by nature and the spotlight of New York City would just eat her up, Thomas knew this. This issue had also came front and center in his life when he decided to cast Nina in the lead up an upcoming performance. Much to the chagrin of Lilly, a raven-haired beauty, Nina got the starring role. Nina wasn't as innocent and this was obvious to Thomas the...
THE SWAN (Part I) My name is Logan and I buried my twin sister the other day. Her name was Sue Ann and she was 8 minutes younger than I was. She always said it made her feel safe to be the younger of the two. My pet name for her was “Swan” and people would ask why I called her that, and we would both smile and say it was private. Some people would guess it was perhaps a childhood name because I could not pronounce her given name when we were young, or perhaps because she grew up to have a very...
IncestMy friends are often amazed when I tell them the stories of erotic adventures that I have either been lucky enough to be involved in, or delighted to be told about. As I’m new to this site, I suppose I must begin by telling you about the Society of the Black Swan. It was in this community, this group, that my sexuality blossomed as my inhibitions were broken down. You see, I had been working at the University in the library after graduation and though I had only been there a year, I...
Group SexWhen Natalie began to return to consciousness she first became aware of soft butterfly kisses on her neck. For a second or two she was so dazed she wasnt sure what was going on, then reality flooded back to her and she blinked her eyes open to find Mila staring down at her. Good, I was beginning to worry that Id worn you out already. Mila said with a grin before gently pressing her lips to Natalies and then lying down next to her, Mmmmmm, its been way too long since I ate pussy, and you were...
I am ugly. There’s no point in pulling any punches about that. I am so ugly that I could make a train take a dirt road. I am so ugly that I have to sneak up on a toilet to take a crap. I am so ugly that the doctor slapped my mother when I was born. Those are just three of the many insults that my brother routinely hurled at me as I grew up. He was just two years older than me and was just being a typical brother, but because it was (and still is), true that I actually am ugly, he may have...
The Swan Part II The next few days after school, Sue Ann wanted to “fool around” as she put it. I managed to put her off for a few days, until the day that she told me that I didn’t really find her desirable and that the other day was just because I was feeling sorry for her. I put my hands on her shoulders and told her ,“Sue Ann, how can you say that? I told you it’s wrong. You’re my sister. I know I said we’d do it again, but we shouldn’t.” “How am I supposed to learn anything. You’ve got...
IncestThe plot formed slowly, but there was one element that I didn't tell Janice about. Charles needed another recharge day and Janice and I both agreed that a day without sex might make the next day, my final full day in there home, more memorable. So we spent a whole day doing nothing but reading erotic stories to each other and talking about them and chatting online with friends and we each even did a cybersex thing with a random stranger to take the edge off. Janice also told me about some of...
NovelsI am ugly. There's no point in pulling any punches about that. I am so ugly that I could make a train take a dirt road. I am so ugly that I have to sneak up on a toilet to take a crap. I am so ugly that the doctor slapped my mother when I was born. Those are just three of the many insults that my brother routinely hurled at me as I grew up. He was just two years older than me and was just being a typical brother, but because it was (and still is), true that I actually am ugly, he may have...
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Jessica walked alone along the dark sidewalks towards the bus stop after another Saturday late-evening workout at the university gym. Some weights and a swim followed by a nice, hot shower left her feeling refreshed and energized. Not that she had anything fun lined up for the evening to put that renewed energy to good use. No, she was heading home to study. To look at her, people would be forgiven if they questioned why a pretty and personable, 19-year old university sophomore like herself...
You see, I had been working at the University in the library after graduation and though I had only been there a year, I could feel myself becoming tense and restless. Desire had begun to command my body. My panties would become wet for seemingly no reason. Beneath my bra, my nipples had become so sensitive, that I had to touch them every time I went to the bathroom. Something inside me was changing. I fought against my body. I had been raised so conservatively. From an early age, my mother...
It was the run-up to the Summer Ball at the Green Lake Yacht Club when it started. Tony and I were in the changing room showering after our morning’s water-skiing. I was shaken out of my daydream by Tony’s voice. ‘Going to the Summer Ball, Alec? You know the Ski club gets an allocation of tickets.’ ‘Yeah, I know. But who to ask?’ ‘Yeah.’ There was silence for a while, and then we both spoke at once. ‘Julie Trask!’ More silence for a long moment as we realised we planned to ask the same...
My friends are often amazed when I tell them the stories of erotic adventures that I have either been lucky enough to be involved in, or delighted to be told about. As I’m new to this site, I suppose I must begin by telling you about the Society of the Black Swan. It was in this community, this group, that my sexuality blossomed as my inhibitions were broken down. You see, I had been working at the University in the library after graduation and though I had only been there a year, I could...
About a week after the dance, Sue Ann and I were lying on her bed, me with my arm around her, she with her head on my shoulder. We were partially dressed, and we would periodically kiss each other gently while we talked. Sue Ann was telling me that one of the guys from school had asked her to go out, but she wasn't sure about it. She was still a little unsure about herself."Swan, go out with him. You need to spread your wings. You need to see other guys. Do you remember when you told me that...
Incest"Ummmm, your turn?" I couldn't believe that I was asking my sister if she would like me to lick her pussy, but the best guess I have is that the events of the day triggered something in me. For maybe the first time in my life, I felt completely accepted for who I was and for that I was grateful. But my offer wasn't strictly from gratitude.Other than myself, I had never seen naked women except in movies. Their bodies always affected me much the same as male bodies did. They aroused me. I think...
NovelsAnother story inspired by a song... This one's based on the Hed(pe) track of the same name, and it's a very happy one. Honest. It's also written just for children and easily offended right-wingers. Honest. Oh, and if it's illegal for you to read it, then go right ahead. That was all lies. If you believed it, go find a copy of the Sun and enjoy! Well, it was inspired by the song... Love y'all! Sushi R xxx Swan-dive By Sushi Radical "I climb, hand over hand, putting...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters in this story and any actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story is copyright 2014 by Ayn Ryan. Permission is hereby given to share this story on the World Wide Web, provided that (a) no charge of any kind, including, but not limited to, subscription fees, is made in connection with access to the story, (b) the story is reprinted in its entirety, including this notice, and (c) proper credit is...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters in this story and any actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story is copyright 2019 by Ayn Ryan. Permission is hereby given to share this story on the World Wide Web, provided that (a) no charge of any kind, including, but not limited to, subscription fees, is made in connection with access to the story, (b) the story is reprinted in its entirety, including this notice, and (c) proper credit is...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters in this story and any actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story is copyright 2014 by Ayn Ryan. Permission is hereby given to share this story on the World Wide Web, provided that (a) no charge of any kind, including, but not limited to, subscription fees, is made in connection with access to the story, (b) the story is reprinted in its entirety, including this notice, and (c) proper credit is...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters in this story and any actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story is copyright 2019 by Ayn Ryan. Permission is hereby given to share this story on the World Wide Web, provided that (a) no charge of any kind, including, but not limited to, subscription fees, is made in connection with access to the story, (b) the story is reprinted in its entirety, including this notice, and (c) proper credit is...
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The day after my brother-in-law exposed himself to me, I put on ‘that’ shirt. Every woman who has more than one shirt has a ‘that’ shirt. It’s the blouse or top that doesn’t fit quite right and, for one reason or another, gaps open and exposes to view one of her normally hidden treasures. Mine was a red and white striped pullover that had a deep plunge. I really wanted to expose my hairy pussy to Charles, but I just couldn’t find a way to do it that wouldn’t be too obvious. With the shirt, I...
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I woke up knowing that my life would be different now. I was different now. I was no longer a virgin. It wasn’t a very romantic way to get rid of my cherry, but it was gone. Getting fucked was checked off my bucket list. I was no longer eligible for all those satanic rituals that previously would have required my blood. I no longer had to fear that ‘Returned Unopened’ would be my epitaph. I got up early despite being so keyed up that I didn’t sleep much. I felt as if I had tons of energy....
The plot formed slowly, but there was one element that I didn’t tell Janice about. Charles needed another recharge day and Janice and I both agreed that a day without sex might make the next day, my final full day in there home, more memorable. So we spent a whole day doing nothing but reading erotic stories to each other and talking about them and chatting online with friends and we each even did a cybersex thing with a random stranger to take the edge off. Janice also told me about some of...
The next several weeks passed in a blur. Sue Ann and I would come home from school and go straight to her bedroom. Once there, we would strip off our clothes and lie on the bed. I loved holding her body and kissing her, letting my tongue probe her mouth and feeling her kissing me back. We would carefully avoid other parts of each other's body until one of us could not take any more and grab. Usually it was me. After feeling my dick grow as it rested along her thighs and crotch, I would start...
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Janice was offering me her first collar and I wasn't sure what that meant. I had asked, "Will you tell me about your collar?", and that lead to a long discussion of the symbolism of dominance and submission and ended with Janice holding out this ordinary dog collar and casually asking if I wanted it. Well, it was ordinary except for the inscription on it, which said, "Ex-Bitch In Training -- Spank Me When I Misbehave". She said that it was given to her by a dear friend on the first night that...
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Rick knocked on the apartment door and was admitted by Roger. "Ricky mon ami, come in. We have ze snacks already out. Come and sit." Roger led him toward the sofa where a woman with curly, black hair sat. She wore a short, lavender dress cut low to display her ample cleavage. "Zis is Miriam," Roger said. "Miriam, zis is ze Rick I told you about. Miriam is administrative assistant to ze dean of ze Economics department. Ricky I know you have ze perks from your ass occupying ze coveted...
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Where do I start?My mind was exploding. My emotions were off the charts. My cock was quivering, and I was lost in lust. Here I was in bed naked next to my wife Carol and she was getting fucked by our friend John. Her eyes were hooded by lust. Her nipples were erect and flushed. Her whole body shined with sexual passion and appetite. Her legs were wrapped around John and her toes were curled. John was between her legs, his cock pulsing as he stroked into her. His face was ecstatic,...
Wife LoversThere was no question, a part of me was shocked yet at the same time I have to admit, it wasn't as if the signs hadn't been there and for that matter, for some long while. I guess the truth was I'd hoped it was little more than my imagination. I eased back a little from my vantage point at the top of the landing, sure I couldn't and wouldn't be seen. For one, the two of them would have assumed I had gone to bed. The second reason being, sitting as they were on the sofa, pretty...
I glance around the room, checking to make sure everything is in order. Tonight will be very special. My seduction has been well planned. The wine is chilling next to a bowl of fresh strawberries and cream. The fire is slowly burning and the pillows are all arranged in front of it. The candles are ready to be lit And soft music is playing in the background. I can’t wait for my lover to come home. We have been apart for what seems like an eternity, and tonight I want to give him a night to...