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I met her while working at a restaurant when I was only 18. She went unnoticed until one day she walked into work on her day off to pick up her check. The loose fitting work uniforms deceived my eyes and the reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. Picture a sexy European model type with perfect natural 34C tits, slim waist, and an ass with long toned legs to match. Who would have known the complete package was hiding around work this whole time? At that moment I decided I...
I met her while working at a restaurant when I was only 18. She went unnoticed until one day she walked into work on her day off to pick up her check. The loose fitting work uniforms deceived my eyes and the reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. Picture a sexy European model type with perfect natural 34C tits, slim waist, and an ass with long toned legs to match. Who would have known the complete package was hiding around work this whole time? At that moment I decided I would...
Katee is a beautiful 18 year old girl. Her heart shaped face, big green and full pouty lips set off her long curly red hair. A full C-cup, slim waist, and tight ass sure help to draw the eyes of those passing by. Katee is quit, and prefers the companionship of a few close friends, but all that might change. You see Katee has a secret. She loves getting Naked! From a young age she didn't like being clothed. This became a BIG problem when she was about 14. She already had nice breast. Well, her...
While sleeping I kept hearing my mind shouting at me, faggot, faggot, faggot. When I rose out of bed some ten hours later, I was drenched in sweat. I tossed my soaking boxers off me and looked in the mirror, naked. What a pathetic asshole I was with a five-inch boner. I spent the next two days at my parent’s place moping around. I am used to running five miles in the morning, so lazing about for two days, was making me stir-crazy. My back still ached, my ass still burned, and my calves...
Jason woke to the raucous warble of a bird sitting just outside of his window. Slowly opening his eyes, he felt the throb of a tiny headache behind his eyes. Too much booze yesterday, he thought. Then the incredible events of yesterday unfolded from his memory banks. "Fuck," he blurted out. "I almost fucked my mother. Twice!" He still couldn't believe how close he had come to the promised land. He had stood at the threshold twice. Twice, and he had still been turned back. He could still...
Monday Janet Vargas settled into her office for the day. She had been Principal of Clinton High School for many years but had always hated this task — the annual budget and next year's personnel issues. Books, equipment, paper, pens, replacement desks, replacement chairs, building maintenance, the cafeteria, the list went on and on and on. And personnel! Old teachers retired or transferred, new teachers had to be found and trained, even teachers that stayed on from year-to-year needed skills...
Mandy Deakin enjoyed life. Her job was good, pay was great, and everything seemed to be going along swimmingly.Pretty, blonde, with a bubbly and attractive personality, not to mention a great set of breasts, it was hard to see from her friends perspectives why she couldn't seem to settle with a partner.Ben Steele ran Steele Logistics single-handedly. A renowned shipping and haulage contractor, he'd massively turned around the fortunes of a aged and declining family business.He was widely...
Christmas is coming and I'm planning this years party.Last year we went to a crazy Greek Restaurant for the company party. It's held on a work day and we finish a little early and shower and change and then we're mini bussed into Manchester. We have a few "tee total" non drinkers who drive in to the city and it was lucky we did as one of the mini busses broke dow befre the return trip so we had to grab a lift with the car drivers. CJ is a friend of our MD and works as an IT and HR consultant...
Erotic'Mandy, can you please clear my afternoon, and then come to see me please?' asked the voice of Ben Steele over the intercomMandy Deakin took five minutes to reschedule 3 meetings, and postpone an inspection.She stood, and moved into her boss's office.'Yes Mr Steele?' She asked'Please, Take a seat' Steele offeredWhen she'd sat down on one of the two leather easy chairs in front of the desk, he continued'As you know, I've had a covert security inspection run recently. The whole site passed well,...
Second part of (probably) a trilogy. First part should be read first, but not essential.Two days after the completion of the Cartwright Yard takeover, and initiation of the first phase of the expansion plan had started with a detailed tender for demolition and other remedial work.Mandy Deakin, PA to CEO Benjamin Steele, had written an internal press release for all available employees to attend a celebration event, scheduled for that friday night.Obviously, the trampers (Drivers who slept in...
We got a good deal on our neighbor's motorhome, and we were anxiously making plans for getting Peggy fucked by some young guys.We bought it as a sexond vehicle, so even though it wasn't cost effective my wife drove it back and forth to work. While she was working one day the owner introduced her to a very young man and told her to show him the way around. They were picking an order to be picked up and she was explaining how to find all the items and where they were. She noticed his eyes were...
10pm. Rain-thuds. Windless. Fingers of mist rolled off the roofs of my neighbourhood houses which looked like giant ships anchored in a dead calm sea of darkness. Depression. Hopelessness. Sensitivity. I'm 18 year old Steele Sanders, and I'm sitting on the rainy front stairs that lead up to my suburban home, lonely, still and blank. My black Nike hoodie drenched, only revealing the lower half of my face, between droplets, I look down, unmoved, like a concrete statue, as if waiting for something...
Gay MaleI wish to sincerely thank Jim P. for his assistance in editing my story. His insights and suggestions helped me to make 'The Homestead' one of the most favorite stories I've ever written. I also appreciate the time he took to not only go over this story once, but three times! Thank you! The Homestead by: Anon Allsop I rested comfortably, my boots propped lazily upon the split railing that ran along the sidewalk, and my hat pushed down low over my eyes to block out the afternoon...
10pm. Rain-thuds. Windless. Fingers of mist rolled off the roofs of my neighbourhood houses which looked like giant ships anchored in a dead calm sea of darkness. Depression. Hopelessness. Sensitivity. I'm 18 year old Steele Sanders, and I'm sitting on the rainy front stairs that lead up to my suburban home, lonely, still and blank. My black Nike hoodie drenched, only revealing the lower half of my face, between droplets, I look down, unmoved, like a concrete statue, as if waiting for something...
GayHi everyone, as you know my name is Kirsty and if you've read my profile then you'd know im opsessed with BBC, and if it's big enough ill go through great and desperate measures to have it stuffed in between my long tanned legs. So now you have a brief summary of me ill start my story. It was saturday the 1st of march 2014 and i was informed by my college lecturer that, this being my last year before i finish my course i have to do- as he recommended some vulanteering. He suggested i go to mr...
"You've got some explaining to do, little Missy! What, did you think I'd call you 'young man' with all those panties and a bra under your mattress? Is that your only undies supply? Why didn't you just put them in your panty drawer? Oh, don't worry. I already moved them so they'd be a little more convenient for you. Oh, and I bought you some more. A girl needs more than five pairs of panties and one bra. I'm sure I got you the right size and I bought the most feminine ones for...
Every day after school the next week, we had basketball tryouts. There must have been fifty of us because Coach Hancock and Coach Mitchell were picking both the varsity and JV teams. Every guy in the school seemed to be there to try out. They ran drills. They ran dribbling practice. They ran shooting skills. They ran layups. They ran rebounds. Mostly, they ran us. I don't think I'd ever run so much. Fortunately, I'd biked a lot. My legs and lungs were strong. Whitney told me I had to do...
"Elisabeth, can you come into my office at once, please?" Elisabeth Manning looked up from her computer screen, surprised at the somber tone in Willard Aldredge's voice. He was usually a pretty unemotional sort of a boss, the kind of steady going and rather dull bureaucrat to be found in any government department in Washington. Then again, Elisabeth would have had to use much the same words to describe her own life; steady and dull. But something or someone had obviously got Willard fired...
=== Homesick === by Trismegistus Shandy This story is released under a Creative Commons Attribution- Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. ----- We'd all gone to see the new _Tombs of Atuan_ movie, Mom and Dad and Kiara and me. On the way home, we chatted about the movie and got into an argument about whether they'd gotten Ged and Tenar's relationship right. Those were the last normal moments of our lives. Then Dad turned into our subdivision -- still normal --...
Introduction: This is a story of one of many events in my preteen life. I plan on writing more of not only my preteen but teenage life as well. Hope you enjoy. I had just gotten out of the shower and walked down the hallway to my bedroom. I closed the door behind me and twirled around. The towel wrapped around my body dropped to the floor and I admired myself in the mirror. I had never really taken notice of my body until I started puberty a few months before. I was 12 years old and loved the...
“Hey, Jim,” the retired educator had a delightful expression. “How about the Bobcats?”“Just another example of Black excellence,” the co-owner smiled at the skinny, octogenarian.“I’ll drink to that,” the woman whose dark dyed hair was pulled back into a chignon lifted her bloody mary.“Alright, Ruth, ladies,” he acknowledged the others at the table. “I gotta check on something real quick. Excuse me for a moment?”The woman had been referring to Asheboro-Semmes Regional High School’s boys’ golf...
Gabby's cunt flooded in overdrive her tits aching from the constant attention of CJ's busy hands. By four am Gabby collapsed on to CJ's chest a tit hanging to each side as he pulled on her nipples as she gently moved bck and forth on his cock. hey sharea slow long aritc kiss like young teenagers apart from her cunt was still half packed with his cock as they fell alseep. Gabby woke alone covered on the bed, assuming that CJ had left her hands wandered to her raw cunt sticky cunt and legs. Dry...
Erotic"Elisabeth, can you come into my office at once, please?" Elisabeth Manning looked up from her computer screen, surprised at the somber tone in Willard Aldredge's voice. He was usually a pretty unemotional sort of a boss, the kind of steady going and rather dull bureaucrat to be found in any government department in Washington. Then again, Elisabeth would have had to use much the same words to describe her own life; steady and dull. But something or someone had obviously got Willard fired up...
Group SexSouth of Bikini Episode 7 "Homeworld" 0800 hours, Ni'ihau, Hawaii, May 8th, 1944 "Good morning, Empress." "Good morning, Corrine." "'Morning, Empress." "Good morning, Jamie." "Good morning, Empress." "Hi, Tish." "Good morning, Empress." "Hi, already! Oh, et too, Alex?" Allie seemed a little upset this morning as I approached on an intercept. We were both on course for breakfast. As usual, the...
John sat on one of the sofas in the Officers’ Lounge, with his feet up on the coffee table, and Alyssa and Calara cuddled up beside him. The other girls were spread out on the adjacent sofas, and they watched the colourful expanse of Maliri Space drift by, through the long windows that flanked the room. “John...” Dana said tentatively, looking over at him from the other sofa, her beautiful face burning with curiosity. “It’s nearly time for bed, have you got something planned for...
Devotee A Short Story By Maryanne Peters My son JJ had always had a spiritual side. I came from a religiously family and reacted against it. I would not call myself an atheist. I guess that I have always felt that I had a personal god - somebody to talk to in moments of crisis, to ask the question 'why?', or to shout at in moments of frustration. My wife too, came from a devout home. They were Catholics and when she married me and moved away from her family she chose not to...
It is a beautiful autumn day a week before the big game with the homecoming dance afterward.Rebecca is a freshman at this college who is cute as a button but, oh, so shy. She is five feet tall with long red hair and bright green eyes. She is curvy and could stop traffic if she really wanted to. But she dresses for comfort not to impress anyone. There are enough other girls that dress to get attention.She has decided to go ahead and invest in a sexy off the shoulder red dress for Homecoming. She...
Love Stories“That’s crazy. Let’s just stay watch the game. We’re going to get caught.” “No, we’re not. And even if we are, what are they going to do? It’s about two years too late to expel us. And it’s not like they’re not going to call the cops. After all we’re alums. Potential donors.” Clara was right, although that attitude came naturally to her. Although she came from an enormously wealthy family, she was not in the least snobby or stuck up. It was impossible, however, for her to be unaware of how her...
CHAPTER 1 Barbara Thompson came close to panic as she read the email from her daughter on the eve of Nikki’s homecoming after spending the last two years in England finishing her Fine Arts Degree at great expense. Barbara and husband Bass (Basil) had used the money set aside to buy another commercial property in their town of Lynch to ensure their eldest received the education she desired. The email read: ‘Hi mom, my degree with honors is in the bag and I’ll be home in two weeks. I have...
We needed a baby sitter again at our house as i was going out with the girls again to find some nice dicks for the night! Sue was still looking out for her mother, so we had to ask teeny Anne-Marie.She had sat for my black baby boy Junior before and realised that I had fallen on with black spunk, knocking me up! She was surprised, but intrigued as she had a teeny crush on Big Black Dicks!Since she was a best friend of Sue the young slutty girl who normally sits for us and she too has a young...
Katie Jackson counted out loud as she crunched her stomach, “49,” as she exhaled and laid back onto the floor only to return as she strained her tight stomach, “50.” She breathed heavily as sweat ran down her face. She breathed deeply again and exhaled past her lips. She glanced at the clock on the wall and knew she needed to get ready to go downtown. As with her workouts recently she ultimately ended up unbelievably horny. She had used her sex toys nonstop in hopes of supressing her desires....
Before Homer by Tigger (c) 1997 It was dark in the old man's library sanctum, but then, it always was when the young man did his secret research. He had waited until the old man had taken to his bed chamber, and then waited some more for the drugged wine to take effect. The last thing he wanted was for the old man to catch him poring over the ancient tomes in the old man's library - tomes that had been old when Atlantis had sunk beneath the bright blue waters of the...
Horny. Unbelievably horny is how she felt as Katherine Jackson sat at the table with the other members of Mothers against Drunk Drivers. The meeting had gone on longer than expected as she looked at the darkness outside. She had texted Mrs. Lee to stay with her children until she finished. They had been such good neighbors since Fred was away by helping out with their children or tending to the lawn. However her libido was killing her. She had avoided seeing Tommy for the past few weeks. She...
t was a long and tiring week for daddy, work was hard and with barley little time to spend with his two little girls Kerry and Shona he had not noticed the amount of mischief his girls had been up two. Normally their daddy would have noticed things missing or his feverouts chocolates had been eaten but this week was extra tough on him and he was counting on his girls to behave themselves and help him out with the house work, this however was not the case. Normally if Kerry or Shony. had done...
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My neighbour was looking for a cleaner over the summer while she worked away and, being young, around eighteen, I jumped at the opportunity to help. I needed a job to help fund me through college and this seemed like a convenient option, being that I lived right next door.On my first day, I arrived early in some baggy jeans and an old sweater, my neighbour Carla, showed where everything was, handed me a list of chores and waved goodbye as she left for work. I got started cleaning the bathrooms...
Quickie Sexby BrettJ © 2010 Timothy Tate was waiting impatiently at the airport for his daughter’s plane to arrive. He was feeling mixed emotions about seeing her again. Eagerness to see Tanya, happiness about her moving back home and anger over the circumstances that had led to her return. Tanya had moved to California with her fianc? years ago, over her parent’s strenuous objections. Neither Timothy nor his wife Aneta had liked Carlos very much. Their daughter Paris put it succinctly. “He’s...
Most college students go home every chance they get. They long for the comfort of home, the home cooked meals, and the memories of good times. Me on the other hand, I would prefer my college life in sunny Florida over a week spent in South Carolina during Christmas. I have no reason to go home. There is nothing there for me anymore. There is a reason I left my home in the first place. As much as I hated to go home for the holidays, my parents made a good point. If I didn’t spend my Christmas...
1993-94: Homeback Confidential Not much sex in the first part of this story. Much more feelings than fuckings, as this is an account of my return home after Operation ‘Restore Hope’ in Somalia. It was the moment in which I experienced the strongest feelings ever, the real turning point in my life. The story starts in October 1993 in the burning desert of central Somalia, and ends after New Years Eve in the cold and wet Dutch winter. We were close to the end of our turn of Mission. 76th Mech...
It was a hot day, and the opening day for my brother’s baseball league. Just what I enjoy more, on hot sunny days is watching baseball. All the players are in there tight pants, with tall athletic tan bodies. Not a single one of the players are ugly on my brothers team but one player stood out to me. Like any other normal hot day I wore tiny tight shorts and a tank top, hoping to get a little color early this year. I was sitting in my chair relaxing watching the game when I noticed one of the...
There is something about that striped blouse and dark skirt together that makes me want to do things to you. Bad things. Real bad things. You come home from work in that combo and I can’t believe how fast I’ve gotten hard. Now it’s your turn to submit. No mercy! You walk toward me with a slightly tired looking smile of greeting and I say ‘Stop. Get down on all fours. NOW!’ You look a little taken aback but you obey immediately. A deal is a deal and you always keep your word. ‘Crawl to me –...
Ashley unlocked the door to her apartment, and reached for the light switch as she stepped through. Before her hand made contact with the switch, her arm was grabbed and she was roughly pulled inside and she felt her other arm being wrapped behind her. Before she could scream out an alarm, her mouth was taped, her eyes blindfolded and she was half dragged, half walked forward…but by who…and why…what did they want? She felt herself struggle, but realized it was useless. With trepidation Ashley...
You live in the modern day world! There are no flying cars or dragons, no, simply look out your window if you want to imagine what the lay of the land is for this story. One key note and important distinction: your universe has been altered for some reason! Women are more prevalent than men, splitting it 70% to 30% and in your high school specifically the ratio is more like 80% to 20%! What a strange plot devi- I mean, “phenomenon”… You are 18 years old and attend the local public high school....
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Mind Control(Author's note: thank you all for favoriting this story! If you like this one, my other story that I've written, with some help, is called "The Casting Couch" and is in the Erotic Couplings section. If any of you want to add chapters or a different branch, go for it. I only keep this story as "moderated" so that I can proofread what you've written. As for the content of this story: all characters are over the age of 18. Any content that is similar to real life events is merely coincidence.) My...
IncestAs you come into our house, you enter by the entrance way that is about three yards long. Looking to the right is a hallway with a bedroom on each side and a 3/4 bath at the end. As you walk into the living room, you look across the room and there is a futon with two large, curtained windows behind it, on the left, there is a short couch facing the futon with a coffee table between them.We placed the small couch there to give separation between the living room and the kitchen-dining room to the...
ExhibitionismWie schon des öfteren erklärt, ist er beruflich oft unterwegs. Wir sind sehr ehrlich zu einander und leben unsere Sexfantasien gemeinsam aus! Wenn er wieder einmal für paar Tage nicht da ist, telefonieren wir abends und machen uns geil. Dabei mache ich es mir selbst bis es mir kommt, er ist dabei einfach so heiß und weiß genau was ich hören will. Aber, er spart sich immer für mich auf und macht es sich nicht selbst. Er braucht es „echt“ und will mir jeden Tropfen seiner geilheit geben! Also...
I had been away at college for several weeks, so I was looking forward to getting home and seeing my mum and dad again. It had been my first term away, and really the first time I had been away for any length of time, so I had missed them both, especially my Dad with whom I had always been very close, and with whom I felt I had always had an especially close relationship.I'd spoken to them both many times on the phone of course, and we had kept in touch by Skype, but I was still almost...
A middle-aged woman wearing a black and blue sari stepped out of the house with her little daughter and small baggage. It was very early in the morning. The sun had not come up yet. She seemed to be in a hurry as she pulled on her daughter every time she felt drowsy. “This is our only option. We must be there on time,” said Champa as she walked to the bus depot. When she was close she heard the roaring of bus seeming about to leave. The moment she saw the bus accelerate she ran for it leaving...
IncestHi, I am Jai and this story which I am going to narrate is a real-life incident, which happened in my friends’ life. I have narrated it as he explained it to me. Just sit back, relax and enjoy while shagging your dick. I even gotta see some encounters after my friend explained this experience. It’s a long story and I will try to make it as interesting as possible. I am a good looking, 5’8 tall and have a 6-inch strong dick; I work out regularly which helps me go really long sessions on the bed....
IncestOn the Friday of Faye's third week of absence from the lab, our boss sent me round to check on her. There's only so long you can play the "bit of a bug" card before it becomes taking the piss.When I rang her bell and waited, I didn't think she was going to answer. It even crossed my mind that she might have bagged a sneaky last-minute flight to somewhere decidedly warmer than dreary old Scotland and had been phoning in her "still not better, I'm afraids" from a poolside somewhere gloriously...
Ashley unlocked the door to her apartment, and reached for the light switch as she stepped through. Before her hand made contact with the switch, her arm was grabbed and she was roughly pulled inside and she felt her other arm being wrapped behind her. Before she could scream out an alarm, her mouth was taped, her eyes blindfolded and she was half dragged, half walked forward...but by who...and why...what did they want? She felt herself struggle, but realized it was useless. With trepidation...
ReluctanceIt was a hot day, and the opening day for my brother's baseball league. Just what I enjoy more, on hot sunny days is watching baseball. All the players are in there tight pants, with tall athletic tan bodies. Not a single one of the players are ugly on my brothers team but one player stood out to me. Like any other normal hot day I wore tiny tight shorts and a tank top, hoping to get a little color early this year. I was sitting in my chair relaxing watching the game when I noticed one of the...
ExhibitionismHomeschooled Synopsis: When his mother pulls Mickey out of high school and enrolls him in a home schoolers group, he develops close bonds with, and identifies with the other seven members of the group - except that most of them are girls and that leads to Mickey being feminized and then ultimately to regressing to an infant. 8th Grade - The year I was in eighth grade in middle school was the worst year of my life. That was the year that my father died. In four months he went from...
There is something about that striped blouse and dark skirt together that makes me want to do things to you. Bad things. Real bad things. You come home from work in that combo and I can't believe how fast I've gotten hard. Now it's your turn to submit. No mercy! You walk toward me with a slightly tired looking smile of greeting and I say "Stop. Get down on all fours. NOW!" You look a little taken aback but you obey immediately. A deal is a deal and you always keep your word. "Crawl to me -...
=== Wanderer and Homebody === by Trismegistus Shandy This story is set, with Morpheus's kind permission, in his Twisted universe. It is a sequel to my earlier story "Twisted Throwback," but though it contains some characters from that story, I think it stands alone pretty well. Thanks to Morpheus for his feedback on the rough draft. This story is released under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. You may repost it on other sites,...
Young 'Lady' Gina's homeschooling I was still called George when I moved in with my slightly excentric aunt Celia almost two yeas ago, after my mother had a serious nervous breakdown due to my lecherous oger of a father leaving us. For some reason aunty, after walking in on me wearing her prettiest undies and high heels, had taken up encouraging (and accomodating) my little transvestite affectation to the full. Aunty sorta found it a delightfull and classy foible and decided that she...