New Arcadia Dick s Story
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“Due to better education and birth control, we are seeing a new type of woman in our new world. She is confident in her sexuality, because she has been instructed in how to extract the most pleasure from her body. She is in complete control of her liaisons. She gives men pleasure not as an obligation but as a gift, and receives pleasure as an equal rather than an underling. She is free from unwanted pregnancies, yet knows that she can bear a child and rear it as she pleases, at a time she chooses. She is beyond the judgment of the puritans and the moralists who wish to mold women in their image. And she is training the next generation of women to be like her.”
--- Alfonse Gregorio, from Return to Eden
You’re the guy who’s been interviewing everybody here at New Arcadia, aren’t you? Marcie told me that it was OK to talk to you and tell you anything you want to know about me. Let’s go over and sit in the shade here, where we can watch everybody wank. I just love to watch them, particularly the young girls and boys. They’re so cute when they cum! I get to see a lot of boners, too, and I like that, especially on the younger boys.
Well, what do you want to know? My name is Ivy, and I’m twenty-two years old and a senior in college. Around here, my nickname is “Jizzy,” and I’ll tell you why in a minute. I’m just an ordinary American girl who likes to fuck. And I’m good at it, too! I fucked four guys and a girl yesterday ... not at the same time, of course, and I’ll probably fuck another three or four today. I just finished fucking one guy, but he was kinda rough and my pussy is sore now, so I think I’ll wait awhile before I fuck again.
Fucking is what New Arcadia is all about, you know -- learning how to give the best orgasms, and how to get them, too. Everybody loves orgasms, right? But when you know how to do it right, it’s always better.
I like your dick, and I think it’s cute the way one of your balls hangs lower than the other one. Can I touch them? And your dick? I see it’s soft, so I guess you’ve just balled somebody. Can I suck on it? I want to show you something I can do with soft dicks.
Mmmmmmmmmm.
Did you like that? It drives my brother wild! It almost always gets him hard again, even if he’s just screwed somebody. That’s definitely pussy I’m tasting, so you’ve probably just balled somebody instead of getting wanked or blown. It’s all good around here, that’s what we do. We’ve got people here who could tell which woman you just fucked, just by the taste!
You don’t mind if I wank as we talked, do you? It’s kind of expected here, so you can give other people a show like they’re giving you. It makes it hotter for everybody. Does that turn you on, watching me stroke my pussy and finger-fuck myself? I want to keep myself inside the Zone, see? You can wank, too. I want to see what your dick looks like when it gets hard!
I’ve had my green band for six years now, and I’ve fucked just about every guy here at New Arcadia, maybe fifty times or more. They don’t care that my titties are small and that I’m real thin and my pussy doesn’t have much hair on it. I’m happy the way I am, and they are, too. There are actually guys who like me that way, and I love to tease them and watch their cocks twitch.
That’s my twin brother Davey over there, the guy with the long brown hair and thin boner. He got initiated a week after I did. We fuck maybe once or twice a week, but only when we’re home, and when we’re not fucking Mom and Dad. When we’re here at New Arcadia, I hardly ever see them, because we’re all screwing other people. Since his dick is hard, he’s probably looking for somebody to screw him. He won’t have any trouble, because he’s a good lover for his age. Mom and I give him a lot of practice eating cunt!
He’s got this thing for older women like Louise and Setsuko, women with saggy tits. Louise is really into young guys. She’s probably balled him a zillion times. I thinks she gets turned on by how long and thin his dick is when it gets hard, and how hairless his chest and balls are, so he looks younger than he really is. None of the people in my family have much crotch hair, so I never have to worry about shaving it. It doesn’t seem to get in the way of people who are eating me or fucking me, so why bother?
I also have a younger sister named Amanda. We call her Mandy. She’s really the family slut. She just got her green band about four years ago, and she’s been fucking every guy in sight. Girls, too. She’s a real sex maniac, even more than me. I mean, she’ll have eight dicks in her a day when she’s here, and if she’s not fucking, she’s wanking somebody or masturbating ... all the time, even at home. You know that “Golden Zone” we’re always talking about? The state of extended arousal? Well, she practically lives there!
See that guy over there, the guy with the black wrist-band? What a boner! I love to see the way it bounces when he walks! I’m gonna have to look him up later and jerk him off. I wonder if his cock jerks up and down when he cums! That would really be hot!
Sorry. I just get distracted easily. Now, where was I? Oh, yeah. Mandy.
Now most of us here at New Arcadia fuck a lot when we’re here, but we sort of burn off the libido, so during the week, we’re not so horny. A good-night or good-morning fuck from Mom or Dad or Davey and I’m done. Not Mandy, though. She’s fucking Davey or Dad nearly every single night, and sometimes both of them, one after the other. Sometimes she fucks them both at the same time, one cock in each hole. Mom likes to watch them do that, but me not so much.
I don’t know how Mandy keeps her hands off her pussy when she’s in school. I asked her about it once, and she just gave me this knowing smile, like it’s her secret. I swear to God, I think she can cum on demand, without touching anything. You’ll know her when you see her. She looks a lot like me -- long blonde hair, hardly any pussy hair -- but she’s even skinnier and more flat-chested, except for her nipples, which are almost an inch long. I mean, there are a lot of women around here with long nips, because nipple-sucking is a big thing with us. You get your nips sucked on ten times a day, and they’re going to get long, right? But on her, they look freakish because she’s so flat-chested.
I’m getting kind of horny watching those two people over there ... the older guy finger-fucking the girl and getting her to cum. That’s George, and he’s really good at that. He’s one of Mandy’s favorite fucks. I usually ball him once a month, and he always teaches me new things. He’s going to be a Guide pretty soon, along with his wife Louise. The girl’s name is Melody. She’s fourteen, and she’s been coming here for about six months now. She’s got pretty big tits for a fourteen-year-old. She could pass for sixteen, or older, don’t you think? And she’s got the prettiest smile, especially after she’s orgasmed.
I’d like to maybe fuck you later on, but I usually don’t fuck guys right away, particularly if they’re new like you. And anyway, I just fucked this new guy, another black-band. Oh, I told you that already. He was a wild man in bed, but he was still in this mind-set that he had to be this super-piston to get me off, and my cunt is still a bit sore and I want to give it a rest.
That’s the problem with black-bands; they really don’t have as much experience with fucking as the regular guys here. There’s times when a girl likes it rough, and times when she doesn’t, and any guy who’s got his green band has been taught the difference and knows how to read what a girl wants. A guy has to know that before he gets his green band. I’ll talk to Abby or Marcie or Candy, and she’ll straighten him out.
I’ll be happy to jerk you off, though. Is that all right with you? I like that even more than fucking, sometimes. For me, the most beautiful thing in the world is seeing jizz coming out of a boy’s cock, or a man’s cock, and I can’t do that when it’s inside me. That’s why they call me “Jizzy.” I don’t know why it turns me on. Maybe it’s because I don’t have a cock. I mean, I can squirt when I cum, but it’s not the same thing as jizzing.
So I’d love to see you jizz! That’s my kink. Everybody’s got a kink, something that really turns them on, and that’s mine ... watching guys jizz, watching their cocks jump and twitch when I tickle the undersides, seeing their cocks bob up and down as the cum squirts out, seeing them spew their stuff all over my body! And how the last squirts just run down their shafts and onto their balls ... sweet! And the smell of hot, fresh jizz always gets me horny. Girls usually don’t get off on that very much, but I do. I can never get enough of it. And when I’m playing Target Practice and have a lot of guys jizzing on my body at the same time, I’m in heaven!
Hey, look at Melody. I think she’s about to cum ... George is doing that old finger-wiggle in her vadge and she’s making fists with her hands. She always does that when ... and there she goes! Wow! Look at her boobies bounce! And George isn’t quitting. He sure knows how to ride that G-spot to keep an orgasm rolling. There she goes again! She sure can kick when she’s cumming! She’s got beautiful legs, doesn’t she? And see what I said about that smile?
Now they’re just snuggling, and George is playing with her boobs, sucking her nipples. George always knows when they need cuddling after an orgasm. I wish he’d been around when I was her age. Maybe that’s why Mandy is so much more orgasmic than I am; she and George have been trading orgasms for years, even before she got her green band. They fuck at least once a weekend, so they know each other’s bodies like they know their own. And George just loves to suck tit. Look at Mandy’s nips, and the nips on his wives Louise and Liz, and you’ll see how much. And Liz really gets off on having her nips sucked. She likes it so much that she’s a Milk Maid, and people are sucking the milk from her breasts all the time. She’ll be glad to give you some if you ask. Oh, you’ve tried it? Did she cum? She almost always does. That’s her big kink. And she didn’t even know she had it until she came to New Arcadia.
George is getting really close to cumming, too ... I can tell from the pre-cum oozing out of his cock. I wonder if Melody’s going to wank him now. I’d love to see that. He’s one of the best jizzers around. He cums like a fire hose. No, wait ... he wants her to blow him. See how he’s pointing to places on his cock where he wants her to lick. She’ll probably just swallow the jizz and I won’t see it. Damn. Well, she’s got to learn that stuff, and now’s as good a time as any, I guess.
I learned about my jizz kink on my very first day here, not long after I turned fourteen. That’s what New Arcadia is all about, really ... learning what turns you on, and learning what turns other people on. Like Liz and milk. So you could say I got with the program from Day One!
Now, my family have always been nudists, so I’d seen lots of men’s dicks, but never cumming, or even hard. Just floppy. And I’d never touched one, ever. My girlfriends in junior high school told me what boners were, and how boys got them, but I’d never seen one, not even on Dad or Davey. But all that changed when we first got here, a few weeks after our fourteenth birthday.
On the way to my first visit to New Arcadia, Mom and Dad made it clear that we didn’t have to do anything here that we didn’t want to do, and that we weren’t supposed to do anything to anybody else that they didn’t want. If we felt uncomfortable about anything, just let them know, or let a Guide know. Guides have gold wristbands, I was told, and they’re kind of in charge here. Then they told us about “Gregorio gropes” where we could touch other people’s junk if they let you, and how we could let them know if it’s all right for them to touch your junk.
We all got naked, just like we’d done at the nudist resorts, except that Mom and Dad showed us how to do Gregorio gropes on each other. But now I could see that my dad’s cock was getting hard from the moment he dropped his pants. And when my brother saw Dad’s boner, and watched Mom grope it and kiss it and lick it, his cock started to get hard, too. He blushed, but Mom and Dad told him it was OK, that he could get hard and even jizz any time he wanted to, without ever having to hide what he was doing. I wondered what jizzing was. My girlfriends had never told me about that. They probably didn’t know what it was, either.
I really feel sorry for those girlfriends now. We don’t talk about sex so much anymore, since I can’t tell them what goes on here. Some of them haven’t even had real orgasms yet, which is so sad. And some of them have had reputations for being sluts, because they’d balled a few guys. If they only knew that I’ve fucked hundreds of guys, probably ... I’ve never counted ... and that I fuck maybe eight guys every weekend, more guys than they ever fucked in their whole lives, and the next weekend I’d fuck eight different guys. And that just about every one of them was a skilled lover who got me off every time ... oh, well. They wouldn’t believe me, anyway.
Anyway, when I asked Mom what jizz was, she said that it was what came out of the pee-hole of a guy’s penis when he was sexually aroused to the point of orgasm, which was a really, really good feeling that people get from sex. “Do girls have orgasms, too?” I asked. Sure, she said, but you have to learn how to do it if you want it to be really good. Then we left our clothes at the car and went over to a big lawn that they called the Green, and I got to see the other people here.
I couldn’t believe my eyes! Every guy I saw had a hard dick! Or that’s what it looked like to me. A lot of them were just half-way hard, but some were totally hard, sticking straight out and even up. It was so weird seeing that, after all the limp dicks I’d seen growing up. Like suddenly seeing every guy with pointy ears, like Spock ears, you know? And there were the same number of women flirting with them. What I noticed about them was how comfortable they were with their nudity. They didn’t try to cover up anything, and if their pussies itched, they scratched it, right in front of everybody. Sometimes they’d be masturbating, even ... playing with their cunt lips or their tits.
Mom brought me over to where my aunt Abby was sitting in the shade of a big tree. There were a few young girls around my age, or a little older, all naked like me and sitting in a circle with their legs all spread out and their fingers on their pussies. Abby was showing them how to masturbate. “This is where all the women start,” Mom told me. “Once you learn about your pussy, everything else will follow.” So I sat down and spread my legs and imitated them.
One of them was new to the camp, like me. That was Cory, and we were friends right away. She was as flat-chested as I was, so we had something in common there, because most of the other girls had real tits by then, even though they were small. Some of the older girls were orgasming right away as they fingered themselves, and when I tried, it felt really good but I didn’t cum. Cory didn’t cum, either. Abby said that was all right, and that we’d get the hang of it before long. She said that it was mostly a process of getting familiar with my body and what it wanted and what it could do. The other girls agreed with her, telling me that that they didn’t cum at first, either, and that made me feel better. Abby also said that the thing about New Arcadia was that we could masturbate any time or any place we wanted to, whenever we felt the urge, and nobody would complain as long as it didn’t bother them. Cool!
So I was stroking my pussy lips like everybody else did, and played with my clit, which was really big for my age, and it felt real good. Abby told me to experiment ... stroke one side of my pussy, and then the other, and see which side was more sensitive. She told me how you could vary the sensation by going fast, or slow, and she showed me how to tease my clittie by squeezing my outer lips around it, just like I’m doing now, without actually using my fingers on my clit. I knew what my clittie was, of course ... I called it “my bean” ... but I never knew that my pussy could detect all sorts of stuff, and get tickled so many different ways!
And guys would come over and watch us for a while, staring at our pussies and stroking their boners. They smiled at me, and I felt really sexy. Davey came by to see what I was doing, and he started stroking his boner, too. I think he was trying to show it off for me, because I’d never seen it hard before. Its tip was wet from pre-cum, but I thought it was just pee.
It’s a funny thing about boners. At first, I thought they were weird, because all I’d ever seen was limp dicks. But now, soft dicks look weird to me. When I see a limp one, flopping and swinging when a guy walks, or just sticking a little bit out of his crotch hair, it looks funny to me, and I want to make it long and hard again, like it should be! I mean, I want men to be happy, and they always seem to be happier when their dicks are hard. Don’t you think so?
And I’ve never seen a boner that didn’t look beautiful to me. All the variations in size and shape, the way some of them have lots of veins and others don’t. and how some of them have big caps, like yours, and some don’t. I also like how their ball sacks all look different ... the tight ones on the young boys, and the dangly ones on the older guys.
Like I said, I didn’t cum that time, and pretty soon the session was over, and Cory and the other girls went off, but Abby stayed with me, because she wanted to get to know me better. I noticed that an older Asian man had stayed behind, too. His name was Wendell, and his dick was a bit smaller and thinner than the other guys’ dicks were, but it looked real nice. I found out later that he really gets off on seeing young girls with bald pussies and hardly any tits, and that was me all over. Still is, I guess, although not as much as before, now that I have real boobs. And Davey stayed behind, too. Looking back on it, I think he’d always had sexual thoughts about me, and had wanted to show off his boner to me for a long time. But now I was wanking right in front of him, and he didn’t know what to make of it!
“Do you want to see how a boy’s penis works?” Abby asked me. I said “Sure.” She motioned for the two guys to come over. She told us to exchange “Gregorio gropes” where everybody touched each other’s junk by way of greeting. It was the first time any woman had touched my pussy, except for my gynecologist, but she made it seem so natural that I accepted it right away. I touched her pussy and she touched mine. Her pussy was hairy and really wet. My pussy was getting wet, too, and still sort of tingling from the wanking session, so the gropes felt good! Then the guys touched my pussy and fingered my slit, and I touched their penises and gave them a squeeze. Yeah, their boners were really as hard as they looked! Davey’s hand was shaking a little, so I gave him a little smile to reassure him. Wendell pressed his finger against my crease and gave my clit a little push, which surprised me. I always thought that I was the only one who knew how to flick my bean like that!
She said that I should ask them if they wanted us to play with their dicks and make them cum. I did, and they said yes. I learned later that men will say yes just about any time I ask, unless they want to save their boners and their cum for serious fucking. I can’t blame them. Anyway, the guys spread out their towels and lay down on them, their dicks sticking up.
I saw that the dicks were oozing something, and it definitely wasn’t pee. “Is that the jizz?” I asked.
“No,” said Abby. “That’s pre-cum. it tastes different than jizz.” And then she scooped up some of Wendell’s pre-cum on her finger, and put the finger to my mouth. “Taste it,” she said.
I did. It tasted sort of sweet. “Now taste your brother’s,” she said. “Ask him first.”
“Can I do that, Davey?” I said.
“Sure, Sis,” he mumbled. Then he squeezed his dick, and a little more pre-cum came out. I licked it off his dick, and it twitched. He giggled. His cum was sweet, too, but the flavor was, well, less intense, I guess you could say.
“See how it tastes different,” Abby said. “Every guy’s pre-cum tastes a little different, just like their jizz tastes different, and every woman’s pussy tastes different. But if we’re healthy, it all tastes good. Well, now, let’s make them jizz. Ready, boys?” Davey and Wendell nodded.
Abby showed me how to stroke Wendell’s dick until he came. Suddenly, his muscles tensed, and he got a sort of straining look on his face. I grabbed his dick. “Hold it and squeeze it lightly, and feel how it throbs when he cums,” Abby said.
I did, and then Wendell came, really hard. His butt lifted off the ground, and then I felt his dick throb, and suddenly all this white stuff started shooting out of the end of it, one glob and then another and then another one after that, as his body shivered next to me. It was real white and creamy, and it mostly landed on his belly and just sort of stuck there. I was amazed! And I was turned on, too! His body relaxed, and he was grinning in contentment. I could feel his dick go soft in my hand, as the last of his cum oozed out of its tip and dribbled onto my fingers. “Thank you, dear!” he said.
“Taste his jizz now,” Abby told me. I licked some off his belly. It tasted different from the pre-cum, more bitter and kind of musky and salty.
“Now do that to your brother,” Abby said. “If he wants you to. Always ask first!”
I looked at Davey. He looked at me longingly, his dick twitching, and he nodded. So I gave him a hand job, too. He came even faster than Wendell did, and it was such a thrill to feel his dick throbbing in my hand and see his jizz spurting out onto my hand, warm and sticky. It wasn’t as white as Wendell’s was, sort of more like shampoo, and runnier. It ran off my hand and dripped down onto his groin, and than dribbled off his balls and down onto his towel. I started feeling this warmth in my own body, and I found myself touching my bean again. Abby noticed this, and gave me a secret smile. I smiled back. It was more than just the sight of their jizz, though. I was starting to realize the power I had over them, the power to make them happy.
I tasted Davey’s jizz, licking it off my hand. It was different from Wendell’s, a little sweeter and lighter, but not as sweet as his pre-cum. “Thanks, Sis!” I heard him say. On an impulse, I kissed his limp dick and sucked it into my mouth, like I’d heard my girlfriends telling me about. He groaned as my tongue stroked his pee-hole.
“Sometimes a guy’s dick gets really sensitive after he cums,” I heard Abby say. “Your pussy will do that, too. Have you ever had somebody lick your pussy?”
“Um, no,” I said.
“Well, I’m sure these men will be happy to do that for you. Around here, when somebody pleasures you, it’s polite to pleasure them back.”
Wendell was already asking me to give him permission to lick me. I said OK. Davey looked at Abby and said, “I’ve never done this before.”
“Well, then, I’ll teach you how,” she said, “and afterwards you can practice with your mother and your sister.” And she spread her legs and gave him a tour of her cunt, showing her cunt lips and her clit and her hole, and explaining how she wanted them licked. Her clit was really big. Mom’s clit is big, too, when she’s aroused, and so is Mandy’s. That’s another thing that runs in our family, I guess.
Anyway, I had spread my own legs and Wendell’s tongue was dancing up and down my slit and teasing my inner lips apart. And then his tongue would push into my hole a little ways. It felt heavenly. While he was eating me, his hands strayed up to my titties, and he was stroking them and kneading them and pinching my nips. God, it felt good! That was when I learned that my clit has a kind of direct line to my nipples, and that a good lover can really get them talking!
Well, after a little while of this, the guys started getting hard again. So Wendell showed me how to “sixty-nine” and give each other oral pleasure. With our mouths at each other’s crotches, I sucked on Wendell’s dick as he tongued me and felt it getting to full hardness in my mouth. He was telling me how good it felt, and how sexy I was, and how beautiful my pussy was and how good it tasted, and I loved every minute of it!
Let me explain about that. Now, when a girl is in middle school, her body is changing and she suddenly gets very self-conscious about it. And all her girlfriends start making catty remarks about other girls’ bodies, like how they don’t have big boobs or pussy hair. It was a terrible time for me, because I was told that I was going to have to be sexy in order to be popular, and I didn’t know how to do that. I’d never even been kissed by a boy!
So if you’re a virgin girl who comes to New Arcadia with no experience in sex, you can’t help but wonder if you’re going to fit in, so these things Wendell was saying were exactly what I needed to hear. That’s one reason Wendell is so good at introducing girls to sex, and why so many of them pick him for their first fucks. “I’m really going to like this place,” I thought. I looked over, and I saw Abby and Davey doing the same thing, with Abby on her back sucking on Davey’s boner and Davey’s face buried in her hairy crotch, getting his first taste of cunt. I could see Abby licking the underside of Davey’s cock, tickling it with the tip of her tongue, so I started doing that to Wendell.
And then Abby asked if we wanted to switch partners, so Davey could see how the taste of my pussy differed from hers. Wendell got off me, and Davey took his place, slipping his cock into my mouth as he ate me. I don’t know if it was because Abby was cumming as soon as Wendell started eating her out, all shaking and groaning, or if Davey was on a hair trigger from Abby’s expert cocksucking. Well, he only lasted a few seconds, and then he jizzed right into my mouth. I swallowed it as it spurted out of him. “I’m sorry, Sis,” he said as he rolled off me.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “It felt fine to me! I didn’t choke or anything. Your cum tastes different now.”
“That’s to be expected,” Wendell said as he lifted his face off Abby’s snatch, with her juices smeared all over his face. “Men’s cum tastes different depending on what they eat and drink, how old they are, and when they last ejaculated. Would you like to taste my cum again?” Although Abby had climaxed, Wendell was still hard.
“Sure,” I said. So he kissed Abby’s cunt, and then her tits, and then her face. Then he lay next to me, lapping at my cunt as I blew him. He lasted a bit longer than Davey did before he blew his load into my mouth. Before I could swallow it, he said, “Leave it in your mouth, and kiss me and let me taste it, too!” So I did, letting the jizz flow into him as we locked our mouths together. I could smell Abby’s pussy-cum on his face.
Abby was grinning and finger-fucking herself as she watched us, while Davey just stared in wonder. He was watching his twin sister turn into a slut right before his eyes! This morning I was this innocent girl, and now he was seeing me giving handjobs and blowjobs and eating cum and sucking it right out of a dick ... his dick! Way beyond anything he’d ever imagined!
Then the boys gave us a final hug and went away. “It’s not fair,” I said to Abby. “These guys are orgasming all the time, and they don’t need any training! Or at least, Davey didn’t. I wish I had a penis, too, so I could do that!”
Abby smiled and said, “Don’t worry about that! You’ll find out that you really have four penises. One is the vagina inside you, one is your clitoris, and the other two are your nipples, and we’ll train you to get an orgasm from any one of them, or all of them together. And your orgasms will be longer, and you’ll be able to have lots of them in a row. Believe me, we girls have the better deal!” And you know, she was right!
Look at George and Melody over there! I can’t believe he’s still hard! But he’s real close now. See how his foot is curling? That’s a sign that he’s going to cum. He’s pushing her mouth off his cock, and putting her hand on it. And look ... he sees us!
And there he goes! All over her face and tits! See? I told you he could cum like a fire hose!
That was so sweet of him! He did that for me, so I could watch him jizz. Now he’s licking it all off her face and titties, and she’s laughing. He’s sucking on her nips again, like he always does with girls. She wants him to finger-fuck her some more while he gets hard again. But he wants to eat her out, too, and give her pussy lips a workout with his tongue. George is really good at that, too, especially with virgin cunts like hers. He always says that nothing tastes better than virgin cunt. I bet she cums again before long.
Where was I? Oh, yeah, my first day. Well, I spent the rest of that day either practicing masturbation or asking guys to jerk off for me so I could watch their jizz come out. I didn’t know it, but it was the beginning of this jizz kink that I’ve had ever since. Just about every guy said yes, and some even asked to cum on my face or my body. I really liked that! Except for when they got it in my eyes. So I asked them to jizz on my titties instead, or my belly, and then to lick it off. I loved the sensation of their tongues on my body, particularly my boobs. I still do! I just love to have my nips licked and sucked on, although not as much as my sister does. That’s why my nipples aren’t as long as hers are. Oh, I already told you that.
Welcome to New Arcadia! I understand that you’re writing some sort of paper on us. Well, I’ll help you in any way I can, but of course this is all going to be off the record, so to speak. You’ll change the names and locations, right? I mean, we don’t feel that we’re doing anything wrong, but most of the New Arcadia resorts are against the laws of their localities. So we have to be careful. What is New Arcadia? It’s not a cult, it’s not an idealistic commune, and it’s not political. Basically...
"The Eden I envision must be considered as a whole, not simply the sum of its parts. No element can be removed without the entire structure collapsing. That is why countless societies based largely, but not entirely, on its principles have failed, from the Oneida colony of nineteenth-century America to the many free-love communes of the twentieth century. Those who wish to embrace some of its principles must be willing to embrace all of them, because they are all connected. And these...
"As our society evolves to the next level, the traditional relationships of friendship or matrimony will become blurred. When sexually liberated and mature individuals form permanent unions, relationships based on polyamory will become more common, and marriage between only two people will be seen as anachronistic." -- Alfonse Gregorio, from Return to Eden Dick and Liz took to New Arcadia like ducks to water. That didn't surprise me, since they'd already had experience with relating to...
“There are three milestones in the development of a person’s sexuality in our Eden. The first is when the person is exposed to our culture for the first time, whether as a child or an adult, and sees the beauty of being a sexual being in a world of sexual beings. The second is when the person is initiated into our inner circle, where acknowledgement is made of the person’s adroitness in the arts of love. The third is the elevation to Guide, where it becomes the person’s duty to lead others to...
At the request of the Gregorio Association, I submit this report on my investigation of the queries raised by other members concerning New Arcadia. I feel that this can best be done in the form of this spoken-word recording, because it allows me to recall the incidents more clearly. Later, I shall prepare a proper written report for the files. Submitted 22 August 2014 I am Trevor H., a Senior Guide at New Paradise, the Gregorio resort of New Zealand. A member of our resort, who was visiting...
"How beautiful is one's first orgasm! It is not only the pleasure that one derives from it, but the realization that this pleasure is what the human body is made for. It is an experience to be treasured and shared, not hidden from others by a veil of shame. A child's first orgasms should be a cause of communal celebration, particularly for females, many of whom must be taught the subtleties of the art of self-pleasure. For them, their orgasm is a sign of mastery, of control over their...
“Every time an Apprentice is made, a torch is lit. Every time a Guide is created, that torch is passed. And so the word spreads. Is it possible that the world will someday be a place where sexual satisfaction is the birthright for every woman, man, and child? Will we overcome the last of the religious and cultural scruples which have doomed this quest in the past? We can only teach and learn, and let nature take its course in the way it must inevitably go.” --- Alfonse Gregorio, from Return...
“In the final act, the true value of my system is that it breaks down the traditional view of monogamy as a realistic goal for society. A truly complete human being is one that can be in a deep and loving relationship with as many fellow human beings as possible. One can love three, or five, or twelve others as deeply as he loves a spouse, a love that includes sexual as well as emotional satisfaction. I would expect no less of those Guides whom we select to further our cause.” --- Alfonse...
"No discussion of sexual activity can be complete without pregnancy and child-rearing, for that is what our sexual urges were created for. While parenthood is not necessary for a completely satisfying sexual life (and, in fact, it is not good for the emotionally immature), neither is it true that parenthood must always kill the libido. With the right attitude, loving parents can also remain loving sexual partners, giving their children a chance at a happy home that they otherwise would never...
"Introducing untrained people into the New Eden culture must be done with care. The newcomers must have a open minds, receptive to new ideas. They must be willing to adopt new methods of relating to each other sexually and socially. Above all, they must protect the organization from unwarranted outside interference, which means respecting the confidentially of the organization and its members. The transition, however appealing, is not without its difficulties, and one must give them love and...
"Boys pose a special problem in the new Eden. Nature's need for male reproductive availability ensures that their sexual responses are fully developed at puberty, and they are fully capable of achieving orgasms without the need for training. But it is this same proclivity which prevents them from fully achieving all the pleasures of which their bodies are capable. Our task, therefore, is to redirect their natural urges in ways that allow them to delay the immediate gratification of their...
"A girl's promotion to womanhood is celebrated in many cultures. Sometimes it occures at a girl's menarche, sometimes at her marriage. Both of these occasions are not truly indicative of the importance of the status, because one is merely a biological accident while the other is a vestige of a woman's status as property. We propose instead a ceremony which marks a girl's sexual maturity, both physical and psychological, which in turn gives her full ownership of her body and its sexual...
"Every health society has a ceremony which marks an individual's transition from childhood to maturity. It can be a ritual like a Bar Mitzvah, a celebratory feast, or even a driver's license examination. In our new Arcadia, we propose a ceremony whereby the entire adult community welcomes a member into a life of loving promiscuity, with all its rights and privileges. It will be highly charged with sexuality, yet never violent or intimidating." —Alfonse Gregorio, from Return to...
My father, the Great god Pan, told me once that I was not like his other progeny. Oh, I had the ears and tail of a horse, of course (whinny!) but I was different. I was a Greek satyr, not that bizarre creature the Romans would introduce to the world with goat horns and goat ears and goat legs. And I had the powers of a demigod. I would live almost forever, and I could see into the future, just a bit. Not everything. And I was just as lustful as my brothers and sisters, but I did not mate with...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIt was so staggeringly unlikely that I suspected sabotage. But I really didn't know. There wasn't any time to think on it, anyway. I'd gone to sleep in my procedurally/stochastically generated fantasy gamesim, Arcadia, as I did every day. There was a backup automatically made of my mindstate, sent to my personal sim, in case I was somehow destroyed. The backups knew they were not the original, and weren't supposed to wake up, anyway, unless I was unavailable. Of course, that's not what...
"A duet with two trained voices is always charming, but it cannot compare to a half-dozen trained voices singing in harmony. It is the same with making love. If the participants are properly trained, their collective orgasms will far outshine those of only a couple and create a most memorable orgiastic experience. However, attention must be paid to bringing each other to a simultaneous climax. For this reason, the optimum number of participants is about six, and certainly no more than...
My father, the Great god Pan, told me once that I was not like his other progeny. Oh, I had the ears and tail of a horse, of course (whinny!) but I was different. I was a Greek satyr, not that bizarre creature the Romans would introduce to the world with goat horns and goat ears and goat legs. And I had the powers of a demigod. I would live almost forever, and I could see into the future, just a bit. Not everything. And I was just as lustful as my brothers and sisters, but I did not mate with...
(Author's note: Remember to customise your name if you don't want everyone to call you John Doe) (Moderator's note: Please feel free to add chapters to any threads. I'm pretty easygoing when it comes to moderation) You're lost. You don't want to admit it to yourself but it is true. Wherever you are is nothing but darkness and trees, the only light coming from your headlights. You haven't seen another car in you don't know how long which is good because there is no way two cars could fit on this...
Fantasy= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any...
This story is an allegory of a real life relationship that developed in my life. It helped me cope with disappointment, and to perhaps be better able to accept the reality that had crashed upon my infatuated fantasy. I cope with the friendship better now, having decided that staying a part of her life is better than nothing, yet there are times when the attraction is still magnetic. I’m sure there are many of you out there who have experienced such a thing and perhaps this will give you a...
This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. A true story This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. My wife and I were attending a car show in Newport Beach. It was at the Newporter Inn, a classically...
SwingerHow do you explain to your fiancé that there are dark secrets – even ghosts – in your family history? And that some of those ghosts are not fully relegated to the past.It was a crisp, but not cold, end of October evening in the “middle ground” just north of Vidalia, Louisiana, when Shelly stepped out of the woods and walked across the harvested cotton patch toward a small square of grass and weeds that stuck out almost like an island into the empty field. If you looked closely at that square,...
HistoricalHow do you explain to your fiancé that there are dark secrets – even ghosts – in your family history? And that some of those ghosts are not fully relegated to the past.It was a crisp, but not cold, end of October evening in the “middle ground” just north of Vidalia, Louisiana, when Shelly stepped out of the woods and walked across the harvested cotton patch toward a small square of grass and weeds that stuck out almost like an island into the empty field. If you looked closely at that square,...
HistoricalThe world is full of history and great stories. From a very young age I sat and listened to them and let my mind show me. As I grew older and my magic made itself known I wrote the stories down. It did not matter what else I had to learn or do, the stories still took me away. I was eighteen when I had enough of other people telling me what to do and when. I thought long and then created a wagon like the travelers. I made a second wagon that carried a tent and lots of cushions and a huge rug....
Hi, Thanks for all of the great responses to last week's story. It was as much fun to write as most of you seemed to think it was to read. And like a lot of you I still have that song in my head. This week I wanted to do something a little bit different for me. No gimmicks, just a story driven by the characters, and a question. I hope it's not too boring, but then there's always next week. Thanks again for reading them. So many questions, so few answers. Can people truly change? Even if...
First let me introduce the players: Ivy was 18, only 5’1” tall and weighed all of 90 pounds. She was a tiny red head, simply covered in freckles and since she was so tiny everyone just assumed she was a younger teen. She couldn’t wear adult sized clothes and had to buy her clothes in the children’s section, which didn’t help her look her real age either. In fact, when I first met her I insisted she show me her driver’s license before I would even let her get in my car without parental...
First let me introduce the players: Ivy was 18, only 5’1” tall and weighed all of 90 pounds. She was a tiny red head, simply covered in freckles and since she was so tiny everyone just assumed she was a younger teen. She couldn’t wear adult sized clothes and had to buy her clothes in the children’s section, which didn’t help her look her real age either. In fact, when I first met her I insisted she show me her driver’s license before I would even let her get in my car without parental...
Group Sexleeping in on Sunday mornings has always been one of my favorite things. I get the house to myself for at least three hours as my wife, Eve, goes off to church. I would go with her except she has to teach Sunday school and attends various parish meetings and all of that is just too much for me.Now, Eve is one of the most erotic women I know and certainly treats me right sexually. Having sex is her idea at least as often as it is mine and almost nothing is off limits. Now, I wouldn't say she is...
Ivy Kush and the BoysWe dated my entire senior year of high school. She was the first person I ever had sex with. It was so special to me and it felt so amazing. I was hooked on this girl; sexually and romantically. After that, we would fuck any chance we got. I remember she gave me head in my living room with the front door wide open. She taught me how to fuck the way I do and I am forever grateful for that. We had a pretty bad breakup and didn’t talk for a while but with the type of...
I doubt any single women under 40 read erotica online today. Amazon has cornered the market on limitless reading at a low price. And people who are just looking to connect with others are more likely to use a dating app or Reddit.But that wasn’t the case in the early 2000s. Before the social networks took over, there were places online where people would go to write and share their interests with like-minded strangers all over the world. And every once in a while a real connection would...
TrueChristmas Eve, and I’m horny as hell. The kids are at my ex-wife’s for the night, so I’m alone with nothing to do. I dick around a bit, read the paper, watch some tube (there’s *nothing* on) and finally decide to go to bed. Just as I’m falling asleep I hear noise from downstairs, as if someone is walking around. Figuring that it’s my ex-wife coming in to get something that one of the kids has left behind, I go down to give her hell for not knocking first. But...
Batman slipped stealthily through the skylight and dropped to the floor of the arboretum, the abode of his arch enemy Poison Ivy. He knew it was a trap but since she had recently and quite blatantly robbed the Gotham nation bank she had to be brought to justice. The path into the tangle of greenery looked the easiest route but Batman knew this would be laden with booby traps so he slipped quietly into the undergrowth. Ivy's pet plants snapped at him but he did not give them a second...
Certain names seem to inspire sexual liberation in women. One of these names is Ivy, so it's no surprise that Ivy Wolfe became a porn star. She will grow your penis like Ivy and attack it mouth-first like a wolf. It's a great combo, if I do say so myself.From Sandwich to Clam WitchIvy Wolfe was born in Portland, Oregon, on September 3rd, 1996, to a family of Native American, Irish, and German descent. Not much is known about her childhood, but whatever happened led to her sucking dick...
Twitter Porn AccountsThere are universal constants that constrain existence and give it order, logic, and, some say, meaning. These immutable laws have shaped us and the world around us. For example, speed limits, such as the speed of light, and structural limits, such as the strength of the strong and weak nuclear forces, turned what was once a nearly homogeneous mixture of hydrogen and helium into the sea of wonders we behold when we look up into the night sky.The Physics of FuckingNot all constants have to do...
Twitter Porn AccountsAs I came back from taking Donna to work there stood both Nancy and Ivy, it had been over two years since I'd fucked them, as I got out of the car they both said hello, I walked up to them and said "Do either of you two want a coffee" and they both said "Yes", I put the kettle on, made the drinks and the three of us sat in the lounge.As we were talking about nothing in particular, Nancy said "I'll just pop round home and turn the oven off", as soon as she'd gone Ivy said "I've been thinking...
Thanks for reading. As always, love it if you could leave a reaction or a comment! I'm thinking of creating a follow on to this story. Let me know if think I should. Ta for now - Alice Check out my other stories as well - www.deviantart.com/aliceduffield and www.patreon.com/user?u=24221022&fan_landing=true The Ivy - Floor 6 Prologue Kirk felt badly for the woman, but he couldn't see a way forward. "Ms. Martinez, I understand your frustration. I can file the...
Ivy was very nervous as she walked over to the front door of the photo studio. She'd never thought of herself as a model, she wasn't the slender type of girl, she went to the gym far too often and her body was more of the athletic type. Also wasn't thirty three a bit too old to start a modeling career? Still she felt giddy, she rang the bell on the front door and waited. Her fingers toying with the little business card. She got it out of her pocket and double checked the address....
The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 1. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read that: At the time of this story my girlfriend Ivy is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went to high school with Ivy but was a year ahead. They knew each other in school...
The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 1. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read that: At the time of this story my girlfriend Ivy is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went to high school with Ivy but was a year ahead. They knew each other in school...
Group SexIvy, Barbie and Me: Part 3 Barbie finally gets some The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 2. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read either of the previous stories: At the time of this story my girlfriend, Ivy, is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went...
Ivy, Barbie and Me: Part 3 Barbie finally gets some The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 2. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read either of the previous stories: At the time of this story my girlfriend, Ivy, is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went...
Group SexAs Mistress passed the discarded Bat suit she picked it up dragging it alongside her as she walked, the symbolism not lost on her. The old Bat man in one hand the new one on a chain in the other, a wicked smile creased her lips. Mistress Ivy entered her private garage leading her latest slave Barbie. She moved to the back of a slinky sports car and opened the boot indicating that her slave should get in. Barbie stood and stepped into the boot. It was so small that Barbie had to curl up...
How many of you mother fuckers remember the first time you saw Madison Ivy? When she first hit the scene, it was as if an alien species figured out how to craft the perfect woman, then sent her to Earth. Or if you are a spiritual dipshit, it looked like a real goddess was walking the Earth. My God, what a fucking body!Look, she’s still fucking hot. That body still hasn’t stopped. But time comes for all of us, and she made the unfortunate mistake of thinking that she needed to modify her face...
Twitter Porn AccountsGLORYHOLEI'd love to be in a booth with a woman while she does her thing to all of those unidentified cocks! I have taken my wife to a local porn theater and made her take off her bra and pantyhose. She was wearing a very short skirt so hiking that up was no problem. I had her unbutton her blouse so the guys in the row we were sitting in could see her tits. They would move close to her and in the beginning she would panic but I held her there and told her to settle down and go with the flow....
"I say we go to his place with the boys and take him down," growled Mistress Harlequin. "Good idea!" quipped Master Joker looking around for a weapon. "Wait....wait......." commanded Mistress Ivy. "Wouldn't you much rather have him as your bimbo slave, I have a phial of the serum I used to transform Barbie with me," she grinned brandishing a phial of luminous green liquid wickedly. Master Joker snatched it from her and examined it closely, then both Master Joker and Mistress...
"It begins the same way every night. I'm in a caf?, chatting with a bunch of high school girls. My voice is high pitched, and my articulation is on there level. I move my hands about as I speak, and they appear small and dainty. Though I never see my face, it is implied that I'm one of them." "Wait, you mean in this dream you're a girl." "Yes." Robin took a minute to absorb this, and then told him to go on. "I hear this ring tone, and reach into my breast pocket to pick up a p...
I love going to the local movie theater. my husband and i will go at a time that is not to crowded. normally there are a few couples there. we sit in the middle of the theater and begin kissing ... we get a few lookers. then i will pull up my skirt ( no panties - for easy access) and sit on his dick and ride him up and down. before you know it, we have people watching and wishing. it is amazing how hot that is. some have asked to join, but we tell them no, but are welcome to watch.Me and my...
A yawn released itself from a certain teen’s lips as the owner groggily pushed herself upright. She lazily glimpsed to where a clock sat, and then, her once lifeless eyes that were half lidded shot open with surprise. “Damn!” she cussed, scrambling out of the bed. Every physical aspect about the girl screamed grace and beauty. Standing at 5”6 feet tall, weighing only a light 116 pounds, and gifted with modest sized breasts, she was what men chased after and what women strived to be....
Holly and Ivy. This is a tale of holiday fluff and fun. I must thank Eleanor McClay for sticking this story in my mind. Hello everyone. My name is Kate. This tale takes place at Christmas time longs ago. My cousin Morgan and I were getting things ready for Christmas at my mom's place. We also were ready to decorate Morgan's place. My brother Mike walked in with his friend Leo. Leo was also Morgan's brother. Mike said, "Hey you Cheese Wieners. What are doing to the living...
“I see you were using the pods again,” Marion White, the ships First Officer, says as she enters the galley to see Regina on the deck naked. “Unauthorized use of company property for personal pleasure is not allowed you know.” Regina lifts her head from the deck and blinks away the sleep. “Why don’t you just shove it up your ass,” she sneers. Marion walks over and pulls out an egg from a pod and pops it in her mouth. “You know, I don’t know what makes you so special.” She takes a seat and...
*'s IVY Newcumer Join Date: Oct 2008 Posts: 5 A long story, but worth it -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Very few people know I'm bi. I didn't realize it myself til 2yrs ago. Being raised by a strict church going parents I was raised to think sex was dirty. And why wouldn't believe it since seemed like from the age 3 and on every time an older male got around me, he would cop a feel of my chest or my pussy. Then there was an...
My friend Jon, and I were talking in our house, we hadn't seen each other for nearly a year, he was asking what I was doing etc, when Ivy came to the door, when she'd gone I said to Jon "I fucked her last month it was the first cock she'd had in 50 years", he said "Never", I said I had, she's over 70, he said he wouldn't mind doing her either.As we carried on talking I went to the recycling bin and Ivy was co0ming back from the shop, I said to her "Do you fancy a coffee", she replied "Ok", and...
(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old) Here are some random sex story's that i had on my computer so enjoy...
Chapter 1. To the Country “Hey Jim,” dad called, “you’ve got an invitation from Cleo to go and spend some time at Ivy Cottage.” “What? Why’s she inviting me?” “Oh, the last time I wrote I mentioned you were going to do a course in agriculture, so she’s written – well, here’s the letter, you read it.” Sure enough it was an invitation and part of it read, “If he’s going to do a course in agriculture, instead of wasting his time lounging around in the suburbs, why doesn’t he come here and...
Most people would describe me as a nerd. I am not sure if it is because of my looks, tall, thin with no muscles to speak of or my profession. I am a botanist, for you that don’t know what a botanist is, we study plants. I have always been more, shall we say, capable than most people when it comes to studying and had several scholarships lined up when I finished school. I loved school and if it weren’t for the jocks that intruded in my life every now and then would have had a perfect...
2150 A.D Los AngelesIt's been 150 years ago that we discovered the kryptonite on Earth and yet we know nothing about it only he weakened Superman and his cousin Supergirl. We know nothing about its power its effects on human. However it's gonna change. Indeed professor Pamela Isley experienced it against her will. But who is Pamela Isley? She is a young woman 25 years old brunette hair blue eyes 5.5 feet 32C this lovely girl has no lover but doesn't despair she has no friends either, indeed she...
Holly and the IvyPrologueHolly could tell by the look on her mom’s face, as she walked in the door from school, that she was in trouble. Her mom was holding the quarterly report card grades, and Holly would have known before she saw them, that they were not good. She grabbed the paper from her mom’s hand and looked down to see two c’s, two d’s and two f’s. Holly hated school. She was a junior in high school, one grade behind all of her friends, because she’d failed the previous year. Her...
Most people would describe me as a nerd. I am not sure if it is because of my looks, tall, thin with no muscles to speak of or my profession. I am a botanist, for you that don’t know what a botanist is, we study plants. I have always been more, shall we say, capable than most people when it comes to studying and had several scholarships lined up when I finished school. I loved school and if it weren’t for the jocks that intruded in my life every now and then would have had a...
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