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Things will be great when we're downtown... When it comes down to it, skid row is a state of mind rather than an actual place. It is where people go to be away from all society, and even there you can't escape it. Where the needle or the smoke or the bottle is your only friend, and everyone else is a blur. Weather is rain falling on you, snow gently covering and freezing you. The sun baking you and night having it's own terrors. During the winter they flock to mental institutions, and...
I had one spear left. Two of the Rock sharks floated belly up to the surface, the Slayer harpoon meant for Tyrannos was good enough to kill these triangle snouts. Even now fighting for my life I wondered why I called them that way. My last spear missed! Not that it mattered much, four sharks were now busy with the carcass of the ones I killed, fighting each other for the meat, there were three more now aiming for me, also that immense presence beneath me came closer. This was the largest...
We arrived in Halstaad Fjord and were greeted by a group of elders accompanied by twenty beefy looking men, all were dressed in the traditional Neo Viking way with leather vests and trousers and shirts. They all wore identical helmets and swords and all were dressed in the same dark brown color. Egill was also with them. As we stepped ashore he said to me, I know what happened, Eric and I will take it from here. You may have noticed the men; these are the first members of the Nilfeheim...
Jack was bending over into an empty display case as he refilled it with his signature chocolate cupcakes. They were the very ones that put him on the map and made it possible to open up his dream shop. Sweet Nothings was his pride and joy. The French inspired Bakery and Bistro has thus far been his greatest achievement. He could hear the distant ching of the cash register as he placed the last of the cupcakes from his baking tray into the case. The sound of money always put a smile on his face....
Turnaround by DCRI woke up, did my chores, and was about to wake up Master.For a while I'd been feeling weird. Not exactly sick, but not exactlywell. I figured it was a stomach thing, and nothing to worry about.Besides, Master's CUM always made me feel better.I applied my makeup. fixed my chains, and crawled to my Lord and Master.Each morning, I had the privilege of sucking him awake! I must be careful.If I scare him, or make him CUM anywhere but in my mouth, I will ruinMaster's day.I crawled...
TURNAROUND by Geneva In the German Thirty Years War an emotionally crippled assassin is outmanoeuvred by a Gypsy girl. She uses him to get revenge and he gets a chance at a new life. "Who," I asked, "is Count Von Meissner?" Bishop Alvarez looked up from the documents and maps on his table and stared at me. "My dear Heinrich, he is a potential enemy of the Holy Roman Emperor, and of the Church. Some think he may invade in support of the Calvinists. This war has been going on...
SISSY CUCKOLD'S TURNAROUND by Throne I got home from work and my wife Tyra was waiting for me with an impish expression on her pretty face. She was wearing a snug sleeveless top and skintight slacks, so her buxom, big-butted figure was well shown off. I knew something was up and stood there, my usual meek self, anticipating some new indignity. She wanted to know, "Which panties did I put out for you this morning? Let's have a look. In fact, just strip down to your pretty...
Turning it around Pooja and Ranjit were a happily married couple, based out of Mumbai. From the outside the couple was what they call a 'normal' couple. One day while watching TV, they happened to chance a song from an old Hindi movie, Kismat. The song had Biswajeet dressing up as a woman and Babita as a male Pathan. Pooja found it very interesting, while Ranjit claimed there was nothing much to it. "Why do you say that?" enquired Pooja. "Even I have played female in plays in school...
Gina was sixteen-years-old and ever since her Dad had remarried and forty-one-year-old Elaine became her Step-Mum there had been confrontation between the two of them. Gina felt the constant badgering by her Step-Mum was unfair whilst Elaine was eager to see Gina’s behaviour improve. Neither saw the other’s point of view. Gina of course argued that she was old enough to do her own thing when she wanted although was very careful to keep her Step-Mum informed of where she went, who with, and the...
SpankingJohn looked around the parking lot anxiously. As the sole proprietor of his business, Show Tune Tours, he was responsible to make sure that customers showed upon time. The bus had arrived on time, thankfully, but there seemed to be some stragglers. After loading up the beer and double-checking to make sure he had everything, John disembarked and welcomed the passengers scheduled to come on the trip. He shook their hands and greeted them warmly as they filed into the bus. He leaned out the door...
"Hey, the bag's gone again?" Lynn said. Holly ignored her. Lynn raised her eyebrows and watched as Holly numbly rose from her seat, put the water-pen in her pocket and walked out the back door. Lynn and they followed Holly, and then they saw Holly turn the corner and go to the men's toilet. Holly hesitated, but she had her homework and food in her bag, so she had to take everything out. She tried to resist, but the school gave her a serious demerit, and if she did so again, she would be...
Docile, by definition: quiet, easy to control, and unlikely to cause trouble. Walking down the long and more than tiring driveway that lead to her house, Cathie couldn’t keep her mind off of David’s actions. Why did he ask me if I knew anyone in town? Why had he gone out of his way to bring me lunch like that today? All these questions and more would soon be answered for her. Little did she know, sooner rather than later she would find such answers a bit out of the ordinary. The office...
For four more weeks, Belle continued to perform her duties ... the most menial, it not the most arduous in the whole retinue. And it would seem she performed them satisfactorily because not once was she summoned to feel Miss Reva’s whip. Indeed, apart from a few stinging slaps from Overseers, Belle was uns**thed as far as punishment was concerned. It was, by far, the longest period since she had become a slave. Throughout all this time, when not on duty, she wore the anal device which was...
The room was ornately Byzantine in style, with a mosaic marble floor and slim columns round the walls supporting decorative rounded arches. There were some heavy gold and crimson d****s at one end and the furniture, though sparse, was expensive. It consisted of a low chaise couch with a single high-curving end, an equally low table - on which stood a white urn filled with exotic-looking flowers - a comfortable-looking armchair, a footstool and, finally, a tall inlaid cabinet with cupboard above...
This story has been a fantasy of mine for a good few years,I still lay in bed imagining all the possible senario's. My idea would be that I and a few others of both sexes would be employed to be servants,escorts,or even ornaments,call us what you will, for wealthy clients at their cocktail parties or culinary events in their homes. We would all be briefed about behaviour and not to engage in to much conversation with the guests. Our job would be to stand ready and be completely naked,wearing...
Turning Round Originally I had been the most beautiful girl in school. Long legs that I flashed around on top of, wearing short skirts and heels - a perfect complexion set off by thick blond hair that tumbled down to settle on my shoulders. All the guys went wild when I moved to town, Max especially; but this isn't a story about Max - not directly; or about guys. It's a girl story - a two girl story. One girl's name is Tina. The other's is Lucy. I won't tell you which one I am right...
Turning Japanese "This is not going well," I thought to myself as I untucked my blouse from my skirt and began unbuttoning the buttons. My middle school uniform consisted of a white cotton blouse and a pleated navy skirt that hung to about mid-thigh. The uniform blouse, like many seifuku in Japan, had a nautical look with its navy sailor's collar and navy cuff's on the cap sleeves. This look was reinforced by a red kerchief looped around the neck and beneath the collar and...
Turning Me Over: His Story by suki A sequel to the story "Turning Him Over" I stand on the corner where I stand every night. It's a really lousy part of town but its where girls like me go to get picked up and turn a trick. Its chilly and a light rain is falling so we all huddle under the awning of an abandoned building. We come out when we see headlights turn the corner and come down the street. We strut in our high high heels and hope that whoever is behind the wheel...
Similarly, Donald knows that Emma likes the anal sex, her longing for plug up in her seems to be a regular thing now. So like Emma with her strapon for Donald happening every several weeks, more regularly, Emma will enter the bathroom to see the enema bag set out for her.Each times delight runs through her knowing what this is going to lead to.Sometimes Donald will come in to help her. Then it would be at least three bagfuls filling her abdomen so completely that Emma feels like she will soon...
Love StoriesDuring the fall, Donald’s obsession with Emma’s feet and toes seem to grow. Often when they sit on the couch reading or watching a show, he will have her lean against the pillow at one end of the couch, with her feet on his lap. Totally content, Donald massages her feet for hours. From time to time, lifting one to suck on each toe and lick her soles. He finds himself spending more and more of this time with her big toes in his mouth, sucking contently as he runs his tongue between her nail...
Love StoriesA week later, Donald gets to delve into his shopping fetish. He spends time every day previewing the new fashions of the seasons on different websites. Then moving to his favorite shopping sites to choose items he wants to include in his cart for consideration. He works his way through his different classifications of clothes: the lingerie, the outfits, the apparel. The only thing he has not yet shopped for is the suits for his and Emma’s special nights. But that will come.Emma is being so...
Love StoriesAfter their trip to Massachusetts when they got back home, Donald notices a new plumpness to Emma. They had been indulging in a lot of good food. He knows he needs to get her back into a regular exercise routine to get rid of the ten or so pounds she must have put on.A couple of morning after their return, after their morning routine and shower, Donald made Emma step on the scale in the bathroom. It was an old-time doctor’s scale where weight moves across the two bars to gauge your...
Love StoriesLet me start by telling something about myself. my name is maikel, i just turned 18 a few weeks ago, am about 1,90m long, have short blond hair and weigh about 70 kilo's. Now let's go to the story. I just had gotten my driving-licence and whas bragging about it against a friend of mine who whas a bit down because her parents couldn't find a babysitter for her younger sister so that meant she had to stay at home and watch her. So i offert that i could babysit her i had nothing better to...
It was a Saturday morning, Kai was still asleep in his bed. The sun rays faintly came in through the gaps in the curtains. It was going to be a lazy day as the snow had freshly fallen the previous night, the snowstorm had wiped through the whole town in a matter of hours. The whole house was silent except the few noises coming in from the TV room where Kiyara laid on the sofa, half asleep but still going strong. She had recently moved back into her family house after her breakup and was usually...
IncestPenny greeted me with a hug and a kiss on my cheek, at her front door, “So happy that you could make this year’s party, Gil. It's been too long since we've seen each other.” Penny and her partner, Courtney, host a party every Labor Day weekend. The party doubles as a meet and greet for people that are into kink, experienced and novice alike. The last four parties they invited me to, I was not able to attend. We do keep in touch through emails and texts, and meet for lunch a few times a year. I...
BDSMHi guys this is Raj here well I am back and thanks for all the feedbacks and yes in case if any girls or women in Chennai are interested in having some fun Pls do get in touch to and other readers please give your feedbacks as they are quite valuable. Now let me not waste time and get started. Well we woke up soon the next morning as we had a flight to catch at 6:15 am to Goa. Riya first got up as when I woke up I was I removed the bed cover and found I was nude below it. I must accept that I...
IncestThis new male freedom was being fully appreciated and experienced by everyone for nearly five months unabated. Katrina really thought she had single handedly changed the whole culture of BSC then ... for some inexplicable reason things began to change. Katrina started noticing not so many erections were swinging about along the walkways and in the classrooms of BSC. There didn’t seem to be as many naked males using the outdoor showers anymore. Swimming costumes began to appear again on the...
I was in a bar in the big city an hour from where I taught. One of my favorite eighties bands was playing and although my wife didn't want to come, I wasn't missing it for the world. I wasn't in the bar five minutes when I heard my name being called out, "Mr. James, Mr. James!" I turned around and saw two of my ex-students and former players from a couple of years ago coming towards me. "Mr. James, what are you doing here?" asked Matt, the quarterback on my old team. "Came to see Blonde...
We woke around nine when Amanda's phone rang in the guest bedroom. We laid looking at each other, knowing it was probably her mother.Amanda snuggled closer to me, wedging her leg between mine.“Should I answer it?”“Of course, she wants to know you're safe, babygirl. She's your mom.”"I know. Am I safe?"."Not really, I'm going to devour you sometime today, my sweet one."She giggled, “I like the sound of that.”"Yes, go tell mom you're safe. You snuck a few extras champagnes when I wasn't...
LesbianPart 1: Charlotte and Josh Life is a journey of unpredictable occurrences and yet it also harbours the tendency of repetition and the stark reality of being ordinary. Miracles and phenomenon are extremely rare; even more rare it is to be the witness of true love. Luck has never been on my side — it is often battling against me — and yet I am able to observe this rare miracle of love everyday — in all of its beauty and chaos. The aura of true love emanates radiantly from the two I know as...
It was early morning and although it didn't always happen, Jordan woke up with a tremendous hard-on. He looked over at Angel, who was sound asleep and nudged her softly until she opened her eyes. Before she could speak his lips covered hers and he began kissing her as he caressed her breasts. Jordan's sex drive seldom ruled him, but when it came to Angel, he could barely contain himself. He stopped kissing her momentarily and looked down into her dark eyes, "You called me 'Parker' last...
It was the end of my junior year and summer was rolling in like a dark cloud. Don’t get me wrong, nothing felt better than wearing short shorts and a skimpy top, but I was starting to feel bummed. A lot of my friends were going away for the summer and I hadn’t a clue as to what I was going to do. On a particular Wednesday afternoon I slipped on a see through white tube top that hugged my breast tightly. I called it my “womanly” shirt because it showed every womanly feature about me, including...
EroticI finally did it.This is a true account of how I finally turned my wife into an out of control whore for black cocks. I recorded the events on my computer which allowed me recreate the event in writing. I tried to be as specific and detailed as possible hoping that it may help you turn your wife. First, I must say that in the beginning I really didn’t believe that I could turn my wife into a slut nor did I believe that most white woman could be turned either despite what you read on the...
Turning the Tables by Richard-to-Rachel This story contains forced unconsenting sex so please do not read it if you are offended by such material. It's every woman's worst nightmare. You're out late, walking back from a club down dark, deserted alleyways. Suddenly your sexy, revealing clubwear makes you feel horribly naked and exposed. And then you hear it, footsteps in the road behind you. You turn a corner and they're still there, still following your every move. You...
Turning Summer by Monika Ikon I remember holding up that first tiny pair of swim trunks in disbelief. "You want me to wear this?" I said. "Outside?" "Of course silly," Kathy said. "Don't you just love it?" The bathing suit consisted of two tiny triangles of white nylon that hardly looked big enough to cover what by law had to be covered. I was used to my oversized blue boxer-style swim trunks. The little garment dangling from my fingers seemed like some kind of practical...
TURNING SUMMER 2 - by Monika Ikon It was the week before the 4th of July and summer had officially begun. Two months before my wife Kathy had given me my first bikini. She said she wanted to put some new life into our relationship and I wanted to do whatever I could to make her happy. My appearance had changed a lot since then but it didn't occur to me that anything was out of the ordinary. My wife's explanations for the changes that she wanted me to make always seemed...
TURNING HANDSTANDS 1. CRASH! Ian Bradford paused at his computer, glancing up at the ceiling in growing irritation. What the hell was Aggie up to now? He had two papers due next Monday and she'd been bumping around upstairs all afternoon. The constant pounding was wreaking havoc with his concentration; he'd just written the same paragraph four times. God, he wished he'd headed down to the library this morning. His life had descended into chaos since his precocious young cousin...
I walked over to the bed to look at my sissy. There was dried drool coming from his mouth and dried tears in the corners of his eyes. I guess I should wake him up. "Hey, wakey wakey!" I slapped him lightly on the face. His eyes slowly opened. At first, he seemed to have no idea where he was or what happened to him. I stepped back a bit as thrashed about trying to get out of his restraints. "What the fuck is going on?" He yelled at me, then remembered what had happened last night. His...
Chapter 03: Meeting AnotherThe hardest was the first few months after I had disposed of my Maker, mostly because I knew nothing of our vampire culture. I started out on my own making it to another city and becoming a whore there. I would walk the street early on in the night enjoying my freedom from serving others, ironically dressed as I was, I did it for me. Depending on my mood I would kill on the street going down a back alley and coming out alone; or I would bring them back to my...
The Turning Point Janet L. Stickney [email protected] When I was dragged into the office, I knew that I had gone too far, one time too many. Both my mom and dad were there, as were the two teachers involved, the principal, and the school security guard. None of them were smiling as I was forced into a chair facing a circle of very angry adults. "You are in so much trouble," my dad said, "young man that I'm ready to let them simply prosecute you! Maybe we should let them toss...
Note : This story is completely fictional! I am Thomas, Thomas Jefferson. I am 23 and got married last month. I live in Denmark and work in a software company as a consultant. My mother Daniela and my wife rose were so close to me after my father’s demise three years since. My wife was 22 and my was 44. But she has a gorgeous body in comparison to my wife’s. We lived in our farm house. We were rich and surplus with money but me craving for more sexual pleasure from my wife. Days passed as I...
IncestI was human and hated it, I was an albino and could not even go out into the light of day. I was extremely smart and on Gavin that mattered. I watched many races and the one I wished I had been born into would have killed me at birth. That did not stop me from watching and dreaming. I studied many things, only one mattered to my plans. My dad had been an engineer and my mother a bio gene engineer. I had spider spies in dozens of Kaire clan homes. One was a extremely large clan that was...
Life went on as usual for the next two and a half weeks. I would do my chores spend as much time as I could at the lake. The fishing was so good Dad was giving some of the fish to his buddies at work. I was trying everything I could think of sexually. Some time I would pump my cock and finger my ass until I was about to cum. Then I would stop pumping, roll myself over until my cock was over my mouth then I would push my fingers up my ass until I touched that little spot. Then I would...
I think my latest conquest might be my favorite yet. I just can't seem to let go of the straight guys, y'know? It was a revelation when I realized guys kept sneaking glances at me that weren't so innocent. I can't really blame 'em either. Without sounding too narcissistic, I'm pretty as fuck. High cheek bones, thin and well defined lips, bigger eyes and a metabolism that made people hate me. Hell, I barely ever had to shave either, I was virtually hairless, even my eyebrows are just naturally...
Robert is about to reach another turning point in his life and he has no idea that it is about to happen. I woke up early Thursday with a raging hard on. I was up and out taking card of my chores. When I finished I went back to the house for a shower. I was in no big hurry this morning, I knew Mary was not home and I would go to the lake later. When I got to he bathroom I really had to piss but I held it until I got the water adjusted in the shower. I stripped, stepped in the shower...
Dedicated to all of the BBC lovers, both gay and straight. This is my FIRST draft, so please concrit! I personally admit to myself that I did not understand the fascination of black men and their cocks. Perhaps my view was skewed by the numerous porn videos of young, slender fair-skinned girls squealing at the sight of darkened flesh in their face. Or how a group of close friends gossiped and catcalled when one of their own bragged about their first black dick. It could be that well-coined...
In chapter five Robert finely lost his cherry and much more. He is looking forward to time with Mary and the things he can experience and learn from her. He only sees a bright shinny time ahead with her. He has no way of knowing all the turning points that lay ahead of him. ********* When I arrived home his Dad was setting at the kitchen table drinking some home make wine. He looked mad as usual and ask me, where the fuck is my fish, I told him they were right here in the bucket,...
"Oopsie," Paige giggled as she tripped on the threshold and grabbed for the doorknob, the wall, anything to keep from falling, again. She couldn't remember when she'd had this much to drink and it was hitting her hard. She was trying to be quiet so as not to wake Dale, her husband, but knew she was being WAY too loud. Something caught her and hauled her upright, holding her as she swayed. Her high heels dangled from one hand and her keys from another as she blinked the haze from her eyes...
One afternoon we found ourselves fishing a little stream just outside of town, but in an area where I seldom saw anyway. Fuck, he was so hot that day, his shirt off enjoying the sun, his tan, sweaty chest glistening in the sun. I wanted him then and there, but typical me not wanting to push things and make it weird I said nothing. After all, was he thinking the same thing? Did he worry about getting caught in the daylight like I also dreaded? Once back in the truck and bouncing down the road...
About me, I’m Anil Birju. 22 years of age, based in Mumbai. I live with my parents, but i have a fantastic sex life without their knowledge. I’ve had affairs with many older married women who are probably unsatisfied with their marriages. they make love to me on the condition that i guard their secrecy. I escort women purely for the pleasures of it. For my call boy service contact me at We have women purely for lesbian sex only. This story is fiction, enjoy it. Petra let her tongue slide...
LesbianTurning point ch. # 8 Robert has experienced many new sexual things in the past few days and looks forward to many such times. He has no idea of the changes the lay ahead for him but is about to be hit with one problem. **************** I had mixed emotions as I left Mary’s and headed home. I smiled as I could still feel the tenderness of my cock and asshole. I also had an aftertaste of our little treat. After all the combination of cum, piss, spit and a little touch of wind does...
Angela was the one who had helped me get the job at the hotel in Flagstaff, Arizona. She lived only a couple of houses away from my husband and me.After work, she and I would use the hotel’s spa amenities. The locker room in there had an open style, so when you changed, you did it in front of everyone who might be in the room with you.Angela and I would change into our bikinis; one of hers was light blue. It fit her like a glove, and when it was wet, you could see all of her attributes. I...
TrueAll through life we encounter situations that causes our lives to take a different direction. A turning point that changes our life and set us off in a different direction that we never expected. These stories are all fiction but much is them are taken from true facts about real people. Starting at the beginning of a young boy’s life who started out very limited socially and sexually. Therefore the sexual thrills that most readers look for will come about a little slower that most of the...
I wait for the car to startup and drive away before finally getting in bed. No parents for the entire week!. I quickly take off my clothes and sit on my bed. I love being tied down. This was the first time i was trying it alone. Tying my hands and legs. I get my big machine out. It is a standing machine which had a vibrating dildo going in and out of my pussy. I spread my legs and tie them both to the bedpost. I position the machine between my legs and tie my hands together. Tight. Before...
I wait for the car to startup and drive away before finally getting in bed. No parents for the entire week!. I quickly take off my clothes and sit on my bed. I love being tied down. This was the first time i was trying it alone. Tying my hands and legs. I get my big machine out. It is a standing machine which had a vibrating dildo going in and out of my pussy. I spread my legs and tie them both to the bedpost. I position the machine between my legs and tie my hands together. Tight. Before...
The started as any other, she woke up went to work, was her usual efficient self, came home, fed her cat, cooked dinner and went to bed. No sense of foreboding came to her, none of the famous ?female intuition? nothing out of the ordinary in fact. It was just another day to strike off the gray calendar of her life. But that night was not gray, it was black, black as the rose she found in the morning. She lived alone with just a black cat for company, the cat was the only sign that she actually...
Fred Wilson was sat on his front porch thinking about life, well, his life in particular. He was turning 40 tomorrow. What an age, he thought to himself as he sat in his favorite rocking chair, when did I get so damn old? Fred remembered when he was nineteen with thick black hair that was constantly gelled back, tight jeans, and his most prided possession; a studded leather jacket. He still had the black hair, even though he had tell-tale grey spots, and the jeans and jacket were probably in...
Hi myself kryptn94, Right now in Chennai doing my job as a Marketing and operations executive. This is a sex story between me and my childhood friend who was a lesbian, until I made her explore the real SEX. Read and enjoy. Well it all began that night when she gave me a call saying that. ” I need your help” Usually I don’t get such calls from her. She, Nandani (Name changed) is one of the different kind of girls I have met. How different? Well back when she joined her college( a girls only...