Sweet Smell of Lust
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There was a young man from Lynn
Whose cock was the size of a pin.
Said his girl with a laugh
As she felt his staff,
"This won't be much of a sin."
Tony held back the retort to David's latest command. It was ridicules, Virginia already held too much power, he had always thought. Instead of commenting, he simply brought up the glass of wine and took a long slow slip. He realized he more frequently had to bite his tongue when it came to some of the things David wanted done with his Family.
"Have it taken care of will you Tony?" David looked wasted, half asleep with large dark bags under his eyes and the whites of his eyes red. It wasn't a new look for him, this was one of his better conditions.
Like a baron of old, David simply sat back and let others do his work for him. His most trusted aid, Tony Deaumont, had faithfully done everything asked of him these last several years. He, of course, was well rewarded.
"Sure David." The older man pushed his trembling body upwards off the huge leather seat his hands holding himself steady with the top of the large desk. Even this early in the morning David was drunk, barely able to walk.
While the ladies of his Family were addicted to 'Toilet Water', David had become addicted to alcohol. Tony didn't approve, but of course never said a word.
It had gotten to the point that he had trouble performing with any of the ladies and often resorted to more imaginative and sometimes impossible requests and demands. Thankfully a few in the house knew how to handle the head of the Family, to either work hard to get him sexually appeased so he fell asleep or to give him more alcohol so he fell asleep. Either way, everyone, including Tony, were given respite from his demands when in this condition.
And more importantly, Tony was in complete autocratic control when David was inebriated.
Tony put down his wine goblet and stood to help his friend and compatriot. A arm about his thin shoulder was enough to hold David's light frame. He started to lead him out of the room, and back to his bedroom.
David surprised Tony with a question, "What we did was okay wasn't it Tony?"
"'Okay', how?" It was a broad question.
"I mean the 'Water'?" This revealed a previously unseen streak of guilt perhaps even compassion. It disgusted Tony, but he never said a word.
Out of the double doors, a unnamed slave quickly moved before them to clear the way, and down the hallway to David's room they slowly went. His room used to be on the top level, in the master suite, but with his drinking it was nearly impossible to get him upstairs. "Yea, we are doing great David."
David nearly dropped to the hardwood floor when his feet slipped on the large throw rug beneath him, only Tony's strong arms held him up.
The slave looked startled when her Master nearly fell but beamed with pride when he was saved from his fall. Tony barked at her, not being able to remember her name, "You, cunt!"
"Master!" She came scurrying to his side, anxious to help.
"Get Mary to attend David right away and then send for Gail."
"Right away, yes sir!" She was very enthusiastic. And with a very attractive round ass thought Tony, cataloging her for a future evenings tumble.
Mary, Mrs. Wilson's cute daughter, had become David's nurse, of sorts. Tending to his private needs with compassion and perseverance that few could command.
Virginia came walking through an arch way towards them, dressed impeccably and still the most attractive woman within David's Family. "How are you David?"
"He's sick." Barked Tony. "I just sent for Mary."
Virginia nodded, understanding perhaps more than any other, then moved to open the final doorway into David's room.
Tony eased David down into his huge very soft bed. It appeared that he was already asleep, his eyes closed and his body limp. Tony turned towards Virginia, the only woman in the Family that Tony was not permitted to touch, and barked, "David wanted to put you in charge of the Family sluts."
"Against your wishes."
"Against my wishes, yes."
Virginia always controlled her disgust of the younger man, the only other male in the Family other than David, at his lack of feelings towards anything but himself. By putting her in charge of the ladies of David's Family it simply made official a position she had taken years ago, when all the females looked to her for guidance and wisdom.
It also gave her the power, nearly at Tony's level as head of the Family, for the direction and decisions took. This gave her the power to do as she wished.
"I sent for your slut Mary." Again a small nod. Years ago, after the accident, Virginia found compassion and gentleness with the, then, young girl. They had shared their bed and their love for all this time since.
Still tiny in frame and cute of face, Mary came rushing into the room. "Oh Master," she bent down and brushed a lock of dirty hair from David's face with extreme gentleness.
All had thought him asleep but David opened his eyes a crack and lifted his head, "Mary dear, get me a bottle will you?"
"Certainly Master," she began to remove his clothing, "but first a quick sponge bath and a few mouthfuls of food." Mary looked up at her lover and asked, "Is Gail available?"
Intercepting the question, Tony growled, "Yes you cow, my mother has been called!"
David started to cry, with tears rolling down his cheeks he tried to hide his face in his hands as sobs overcame him.
Gail Deaumont appeared at the door and came rushing in. Years older than when David had first initiated her into the Family, she dressed as she did back then. She wore a pale pink teddy, stockings, garters and heels. She looked like some old whore, and she was.
Knowing why she had been called she came over and lay next to David, her lips kissing his hands over his face. "There there darling, I'll kiss it all better."
"Oh!" He moved his hands and reached for her old body. The two embarrassed passionately and their tongues fondled in the air between the open mouths.
Tony nodded disgusted, even he no longer found his mother attractive enough to bed, turned and stalked out intending on finishing his days business so he could attend to some pleasurable enjoyment.
Virginia watched silently while Mary prepared a bowl of water and rang the kitchen for a bowl of broth, both for David. The tall very sexy woman watched with pity when David slid a hand between Gail's old wrinkled thighs, anxious to get at her sex. She understood what was happening to David, her Master. Most probably would understood, except perhaps Tony who could care less.
It was the accident, the one that had killed both David's mother and his sister Kerry. The police report stated their car swerved over into the oncoming traffic and a semi trailer. Virginia guessed Kerry was making a fuss and attacking her mother with hands and mouth, anxious for more pleasure even while the elder drove.
It had destroyed David, both emotionally and intellectually. He didn't blame himself for the accident, though perhaps he should she thought, but he did blame himself for forcing them into a life they may not have wanted to lead.
Other than David and Tony, Virginia knew the most about 'Toilet Water', though not enough to create any, and knew that it caused any woman that inhaled its strong odors to become its slave. Without exception. Yet it also caused that woman's desire for its stench to make her act different than another woman. Virginia guessed it was something to do with the woman's original personality, one that simply shaped itself to the situation that it was forced upon. Some woman, when under the direct influence of the 'Water' became docile, some submissive and others like excited children. It was a personality strain that only seemed to appear when induced by the drug.
David's desire for Gail was a part of that guilt. It was also a part of his love and continuing desire for his mother. When drunk, David mistook Gail for his mother. Possibly the only time he was able to get excited, even then it was rare, was when he was with his 'mother'.
Virginia felt pity for the man she called Master but she still felt the old hatred burning within her.
Gail's hand stroked the semi-hard penis while sucking on her Master's tongue as his fingers fingered her semi-wet vagina.
Even Virginia could not continue to watch, she turned and left.
SSoL 3: IITony had a small problem, it was his worry that no one else knew how to produce the 'Toilet Water' besides David. His years of service, his quick conversion to David's lifestyle and the strength of his personality meant nothing when it all came down to the formula David had created years ago.
Their names were Mommy #4 and Daughter #4. They were indeed mother and daughter, only sixteen years separating them. Of Asian descent the two ladies were both tiny replicas of the other. They're age could barely be guessed and few could tell which was the parent.
Tony had several incestuous couples for his pleasure in the house.
Tony had sold a years supply of 'Water' for these two sexual dynamos to Mommy #4's husband and Daughter #4's father.
The man had eagerly consented, using the drug to succumb his younger daughter to his desires. It was one of the most lucrative part of David's Family, the selling of large doses of 'Toilet Water' to the elite of society. It had all, originally, been Tony's idea.
While David had kept his lust aimed towards his own mother, Tony had been intrigued with forcing other families into such relationships. Perhaps at one time David was interested in this particular kink, but now, so many years later, his mind had no sexual thought but for the long dead.
Naked and laying upon his huge sized bed with both naked females sucking on either side of his hard cock, Tony ate an apple and wondered how to get the formula from his long-time friend. Especially before it was too late - David couldn't keep going on his current path, that much was for certain.
Without that formula, he would loose everything. The Family would turn to dust. There would be thousands of women around the world that would be strung out nympho addicts, humping anything that moved if their supply disintegrated.
Several years ago, David had consented to a controlled test that Tony wanted to do. They locked three different addicted females into three different rooms. They had plenty of food and water but 'Toilet Water'. It didn't take long for them to become strung out, craving that which only the 'Water' could give. Soon even their sanity was in question as they ran about their rooms attempting to get anything and everything into their vaginas. Pressing their constantly wet sex against any protruding angle. Their fingers repeatedly fondling themselves. All without quenching that fire, a bonfire that only the 'Water' could deliver.
Two floors below him, he knew his mother was probably sucking David's soft cock, fingering his friends anus as well as fucking his big toe into her cunt. All to excite his near comatose body. It disgusted the man that his slut mother was doing this, though he doubted anyone else could.
He had to find some way to get that damn formula!
SSoL 3: IIIVirginia felt her skin crawl when Tony grasped her upper arm to stop her from leaving. As quickly as he had grabbed her he let his hand go. "Sorry! Just stop and listen will you."
"I am not going to trick David into doing anything." She stood with arms crossed tapping a foot anxiously.
Tony only had a silk robe on and it was so loose, nothing was hidden beneath. "Don't you know what will happen if he dies?"
"David isn't going to die!" She didn't even believe the sound of her own voice.
The middle-aged man shrugged, "Perhaps or perhaps he will. He is certainly trying to kill himself." Virginia had no answer to that.
"I think the only thing that happens if David dies is that you will no longer be able to rule..."
"... without the 'Water'." He finished for her.
That stopped her. "Don't you know how to make it?"
"That is the one thing that David never revealed, to me or to anyone. I've looked though his private papers and nothing. Its stuck in his head."
Virginia turned and looked out the window to the windy fall day, two female slaves were tending the fallen leaves. "This isn't good."
"Your finally figuring that out huh?"
She ignored his thrust. "Let me talk with Mary and see when is the best time to talk with David."
"Talk... !"
Virginia spun about, "Listen Tony, I'm not going to trick David. I have been with him too long to do something to hurt him."
"Then you will be crawling on the ground waiting for the next dog to come along to fuck that cunt of yours." He wasn't being figurative but very literal.
He never got away with talking with her like that, but this was different, Tony was right. She had seen a couple of the women that had not been able to get a fix of the mind controlling drug. It caused a shiver of fear to run up her spin.
"Come to my office after lunch tomorrow." The door slammed as he left.
SSoL 3: IVThat same night Virginia lay naked in bed as Mary cuddled up into her arm, her head upon the tall sexy woman's shoulders. For hours Virginia could not sleep, could not get Tony's words out of her head. For years she has fought for some semblance of normalcy in the Family and other than the times when the drug was in the air, she had been successful.
It had been crazy those first years after moving into this mansion. Tony and David and fucked every female that moved. They both had a particular like for incest, in their own families as well as others. And the 'Water' give them the power to do anything they wished. It was a crazy time, filled with evenings of orgies of naked female bodies using every means at their disposal that fancied either male.
Mothers had been forced to fuck their sons, daughters fucked their fathers, sisters and brothers, mothers and daughters and of course sisters and sisters. Virginia shivered remembering how she had helped David introduce Samantha into his Family.
"Mary?"
A light sleeper she awoke easily enough, "Hum?"
"Is there a good time to reason with David?"
That caught her attention and Mary lifted her head up off the shoulder to look into her lovers eyes. "Not really." It was a strange question, one that Virginia already knew the question too.
"Never?"
"Well sometimes, but its hardly predictable."
"Damn!"
Mary moved her hand to Virginia's still firm breast, "Why darling?"
Virginia couldn't tell even Mary she realized, the horror of it too real and very probable. No, in fact she had to hid this from the closest person in her life.
Instead Virginia turned her head and slipped her tongue between Mary's lips. "I want to use the beaver."
Mary gasped and smiled hugely, the earlier questions already forgotten. The 'beaver' was a strip of leather shaped like a beavers tail, thus the name. It inevitably meant tying the person up and spanking her body till the pain mixed with the pleasure that soon followed. Virginia had never truly lost the urge to tie up a woman and hurt her since she had done it so long ago to David's mom.
Reaching over, Virginia quickly unlocked the small cupboard and extracted a small glass vial. She squeezed it between her strong fingers and immediately the glass shattered and fell to the floor. Both ladies found themselves inhaling deeply as the harsh stench of the 'Toilet Water' quickly clouded their minds and moistened their cunts.
Roughly Virginia pushed off her lover, and rolled over to sit upon the small of Mary's back. Mary only moaned in delight as her life-mate roughly tied a satin sheet around her wrists behind her. Quickly, feeling the heat of her loins spreading throughout her body, Virginia retrieved the 'beaver' and knelt next to the round soft bottom of the younger woman.
Even as her hand came down with the 'beaver' she felt a thread of fear run through her body at the realization that she may soon find herself without the 'Water'. Tears began to rain down her cheeks as Mary cried out in pleasure and pain as her ass turned a bright red at the beating she was receiving.
Possibly being the only woman that was allowed her own access to 'Toilet Water', Virginia never needed to abuse this privilege. She didn't need too, there was always enough to quell her urges. At least once per day she cracked a vial of the liquid and enjoyed its result.
Soon she may find herself in a brothel in the middle of the worst jungle in the world, slobbered upon by the most grotesque of men. All the while she would want more, beg for more cock, cunt, animal or human. It wouldn't matter. She would hump, fuck or suck anything or anybody. The lowest of the low for sluts.
Her hands trembling in fear and 'Water' induced excitement, Virginia retrieved another toy. This one a strap-on penis that had an attachment that caused vibration next to her clit each time she push the head of the phallus into a woman. It was something that David had had developed years before.
Fueled by her impassioned blood, Virginia knelt behind her long time lover and aimed maliciously. She drove herself and the phallus down into Mary's anus, which immediately produced a scream of pain and pleasure.
Tomorrow, when the drug wore off, Mary would be very sore for several days. Not for years has she been treated like this, this rough and forcibly. Virginia liked soft gentle love making, where tongue and fingers did the work. Where lingerie was the only addition to their bed-time play. Evidently, it wasn't enough this night.
Fueled by 'Toilet Water' Virginia started to push her hips back and forth behind her lovers with such force it was pushing the plump cute woman upwards in the bed. Again and again she pounded her cock into Mary, the produced vibrations feeling like nirvana.
Worry and excitement started to overwhelm her and Virginia began to see spots before her eyes.
Later, much later, Virginia awoke naked and sweating upon the wide bed. Her sex was sore from its abuse and sensitive from several orgasms. She looked over at Mary and found the woman still laying as she had been earlier, on her stomach with her hands bound behind her. Mary also had the now unlatched strap-on cock still in her rectum.
The tiny woman looked abused, spent and well fucked. With regret Virginia knew Mary would be very sore when she awoke. The scent of the 'Water' was no longer clouding her judgment and she knew, without a doubt now, that her principles had to be ignored and her lust for 'Toilet Water' forced her to join camps with Tony. Already, her fear was already changing her disposition.
Somehow they had to get the formula out of David.
SSoL 3: V"Okay, I figure we put a secret camera in the lab", an area in the basement next to the 'dungeon', "and watch exactly what David does."
Virginia just nodded her head back and forth, she knew it wouldn't work. "David doesn't label his vials and he isn't neat enough to keep things in one place." And she knew all the vials looked the same.
Years ago Virginia wanted to get out of David's Family so bad she had thought for years how to get the formula off him. Even then she knew that it was impossible for her to leave her addiction and David. She tried so many different things, without jeopardizing her position with the Family. All to no effect.
"Besides, we have enough supply of 'Toilet Water' to last us and our clients for nearly three more years." And Virginia could not imagine what life would be like if she knew at the end of the three years she would be a zombie of lust, looking for anything to quench the fire between her legs, and never succeeding. "Who knows when he will next go to the lab."
Tony took this as an offense, Virginia had trashed his ideas so quickly. And to make matters worse, she was right.
They sat in the glass partitioned dining room. Alone and seated across the table. Each hating the other but also both needing the others participation, if not for different reasons.
"Well what is your idea?" She stared past him, fear again nearly overwhelming her. She had no other ideas.
Then Gail walked by, looking like she had a long difficult night. Virginia watched her walk, with pity, knowing she had been with David the night before.
Tony seeing her gaze change from a far-away look to one that watched and followed someone behind him, saw his mother also. "Slut", he mumbled. He too understood where she had just come from.
"I think Gail is the answer."
That caused Tony to frown, he could barely stand to be in the same room any longer with his mother. And too think of her as his salvation seemed a little too much for him. "You have to be joking?"
"No! I think that is exactly what will work." Virginia ventured a smile, her new idea taking shape in her mind.
Tony was getting angry, "Well what the fuck is it?"
"David's mother."
He shook his head as if to clear it, "What of her."
"Thats the answer."
"The sluts been dead for years, how is that supposed to help us?"
"Who is the one person that David reveres above all others? The one that even drives him to drink himself senseless each night? His mom."
"So?"
"So... if we can find someone that looks like her... !"
"... he will think the slut is his mother and give the formula to her." He took another quick sip of is brandy, "Hardly, he never gave the formula to her when she was alive, I doubt if he would do it now."
"She never asked."
That froze Tony in place, indeed David's mother never asked her son for the formula. In his current drunken depressed condition he may just mistake her as his mother.
He couldn't help but sneer, "I thought you didn't want to trick him?"
Virginia couldn't meet his face but felt a tear slip from one eye.
Tony stood to leave, "With all your holier than thou ways Virginia your just like David and I. If you had only been born with a cock... !"
He laughed all the way to the glass doorway, "Look though the Family's girls to see if we have one in stock that looks like the old hen, or find one. I could care less who, just find the cunt. And fast!" He slammed the door nearly enough to break the glass.
Dealing with Virginia always left him feeling like he needed to fuck the shit out of some slut, Tony made his way to the dungeon for some entertainment.
Virginia only sat in place, hating herself and the life she was forced into. If the actress couldn't get David to give out the formula then at least it may give him enough of a jolt to wake him from this living dead imitation. Perhaps this had a chance in helping David as well as preserving the 'Water' for the ladies of the Family.
SSoL 3: VIVirginia could not find a single female that looked like David's dead mother.
She had inspected every woman in the Family household. Every female in the Family that had duties off the Family compound. And each that had been sent out under contract for the Family.
Nothing!
Tony was becoming livid with his rush to get this plan moving, David seemed to be deteriorating daily.
Every photo, very video and every drawing that had the likeness of the dead woman was collected and analyzed by a group of ladies that had known her. Within the half-dozen ladies, it included Loni, Tony's sister, and Jill, Mary's sister. None were told why they needed to find a substitute for the long dead woman but only that it was imperative.
It was Virginia's idea to focus on looking for a woman about the same age as the year David first discovered the 'Toilet Water' rather than closer to the age of her death. She, of all people, understood David's apathy towards himself, his disgust and desire mixed together, and his guilt at what he had first done initially in his own household.
David had created a dynasty but it was now in danger of crumbling.
Several came close, close enough for Tony at least, but none were close enough for Virginia's taste. She had known the woman, she had hated her and loved her. She had also felt sorry for the woman as well as envied her position over her only son. Virginia had also dominated the woman both under the influence of the 'Water' as well as in private. David's mom learned to love the taste of leather upon her bottom, to be bound as orgasm overcame her, and to even feel humiliation towards Virginia, her son's girlfriend.
For years she had been her son's staunchest supporter. Driving him on towards new and amazing heights of lust and lewdness. His mother joined him in so many orgies and initiations of new Family members that she was intimately known by nearly every female in the house at that time. All had tasted from the sex of the woman who had born their master.
Tony had arrived moments before, in the tiny spare room that had been turned into an office for the search. He didn't hide the reason why he had come, he wanted to take his sister Loni to his bed for the evening and was anxious to get started. The slightly older woman had been flown in from the Family run brothel in the south of France. To many of the ladies, it was the one Family run business that was considered one of the beast duties to be sent too. One that only the privileged were given the honor to work there.
Virginia on the other hand, felt this was an intrusion upon her mandate. Each of the research group had been promised extra dosages of 'Toilet Water' and as many of the household females for their pleasure, if only they focused and worked towards the known goal.
It had been a week since they had started and nothing had been accomplished.
"What about her?"
It was Jill's normally enthusiastic voice that had spoken. It was a question that was asked many many times in the last week, so it wasn't something to get excited about. Virginia went over to the makeshift desk and looked down at the paper in the woman's hand. In it was a article and a picture from some newspaper, in the picture was a mature but attractive woman standing just behind two men smiling and shaking hands.
Expensively dressed, jewels, different hair and less makeup perhaps, but it was the eyes that caught Virginia's attention. The eyes were the same. "Oh my god." It came out nearly a whisper but all in the room stopped and looked towards the tall sexy woman.
It was Tony that finally grunted, "What?"
Holding the paper out to Tony she said with a smile of triumph, "Its her!"
He studied the picture for nearly a minute as the other ladies in the room congratulated Jill on her find, an unknown prize was to be awarded to the one that had found her. His frown of displeasure started to soften and then finally he smiled, a thing that was rare indeed.
Tony too saw the resemblance. "Who is the slut?"
Virginia took back the paper and quickly scanned the article. Her joy turning quickly to disappointment, "She is the wife of some American Senator."
It had been ordered that no public person or person of power could be approached to join in the Family. It was too dangerous, as David understood that his Family only thrived in obscurity.
"So?" Tony too knew the order given.
Virginia frowned, "Your call?"
It would have to be his decision and his alone, this was outside her power to have influence in. Virginia was only powerful within the Family not out.
"Get her. We can't chance letting this woman get away from us, just get the cunt." He motioned for Loni towards him, she ran to her brother knowing the dangers in angering him, and pulled the woman's skirt up to give his fingers access to her sex.
"I'll tell Acquisition." It was the department within the Family that Tony was also the head of, a few women who's primary job was to get persons that David or Tony had a desire for. These were primarily ladies who didn't mind snatching young teenagers or mothers from their families.
"No." Loni was beginning to pump her hips even as her brother had two fingers inside her vagina, her body responding as it had been trained for the last many years. "You do it Virginia, I don't trust anyone else in this matter!"
Virginia was surprised but knew exactly why Tony told her to do this, if it didn't work, Tony could point the finger at Virginia. So far his involvement was minimal.
She nodded her acceptance, even with his snakish and obvious intentions, Tony was right this was just too important. "Then I want Loni to help?"
That got a frown from him, "Why?" His sister was gasping and pumping herself on her brothers fingers, her orgasm fast approaching.
"She has spent years servicing women of all ages and with all types of desires." At her brothel in the south of France, its clientele was primarily the upper crust of society. Women only.
Nolan set down his fork and waited for Virginia to finish her dessert. His mother had opted to eat nothing and sat in silence. The three of them shared an intimate, but delicious, meal by the fireplace the very night of the loss of Nolan's virginity. Virginia sat upon a wide soft chair, just like his own, across from him. While his mother knelt at her son's feet, her head upon one knee. His initial questions had been deflected by the older woman, till after the meal was finished. It was...
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The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Some of the characters in those stories make cameo appearances here. ********************** I was four years into my career as a Big Four accountant. Two years ago, I had been promoted to senior associate and was hopeful about...
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Introduction: Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron get lost in the forbiden forest and finaly let their feeling for each other show. Ron and Hermione were strolling around the black lake, they werent actually dating but they were doing all the normal couples stuff except for the kissing and sex. They saw two people in the distance walking towards them. Is that Harry and Ginny Hermione asked. The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were...
The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy By VI This story is based on my favourite piece of TG fiction, which was written by the author Sarah Barndt. If you have never read 'The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies' then please do so, as it is an imaginative and well told story. Thanks very much Sarah. ************************ I had been performing ballet since I was eight, and for the last six years had been with one of the American ballet companies. I think the fame...
The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were dating) walked up to them. "Hey guys" Ginny said in a bouncy giddy voice she always used now it got even giddier when she was with Harry. "Hey" Ron replied "we were just heading back to school for lunch" "Bah that's dull" said Ginny almost actually bouncing now "come with us we're going to the forbidden forest" "You know the forest is forbidden for a reason" Hermione...
The Chelmsford Stalker By Michele Nylons The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer...
Once upon a time.... All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't...
Introduction: Jessaica and her father take a road trip to the small california town Stepford to try a special kind of exotic meat, Bassed on a fictional town (Stepford) in the game SecondLife. Stepford Meat Swap Story: #47 Copyright 2010 Written: October 02 2010 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************* ~~!! NOTE !!~~ This story is bassed on a fictional town within the...
The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer flesh-toned hose. He thought he could make out a subtle seam...
Story: #47 Copyright ©2010 Written: October 02 2010 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************* ~~!! NOTE !!~~ This story is bassed on a fictional town within the game Second Life called Stepford, I would like to thank Ariana RoeCastle, Emilie Muggins & Jerrol Jarvinen of Stepford for thier approval of this...
Clifford sat up in bed feeling the warm body lying next to him. He looked down at the shape in the near darkness. Janet. Christ, why did it have to be this way? He had loved Tracy, he still did. So why was he in Janet's bed? Why did he have sex with her? Four times? Not one of them was anything like the times he had been with Tracy, and yet... He got out of bed and made his way to the window, padding in his bare feet across the carpet. He slowly pulled open the curtains and looked out at...
The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies by Sarah Barndt I was once a normal, heterosexual male. That is, I was until I happened upon the town of Stepford. I was spending a few weeks there, installing some equipment at Stepford Pharmeceutical Labs, for the company I worked for. I had recently broken up with my fiancee and was glad to be back on the road as a working engineer. I enjoyed it, but Stepford was odd. All of the men wanted to ask me about my sex life when I...
All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't feel fear anymore, just...
The Real Stepford Wives Brown Sugar by Sarah Barndt I was once a normal, heterosexual male. That is, I was until I happened upon the town of Stepford. I was spending a few weeks there, installing some equipment at Stepford Pharmaceutical Labs, for the company I worked for. I had recently broken up with my fiancee and was glad to be back on the road as a working engineer. I enjoyed it, but Stepford was odd. All of the men wanted to ask me about my sex life when I visited 'the...
Chapter 15: Angelic Lusts by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Damien D'Angelo thrashed in the inhuman grip of the priest. Iron fingers clenched tight about the vampire's throat. He could not snarl and rage at the priest who fucked his wife, pounding Abigail hard as she lay bent over the desk in Faust's office at the peak of the skyscraper. Shame, humiliation, rage, and pain clenched Damien's blackened soul. His wife's every gasp and pleasure-filled moan stabbed into his undead heart....
Reddit Erin Ashford, aka r/ErinAshford! Erin Ashford is not a pornstar from a bygone age, nor is she a famous modern-day pornstar. She’s also not a semi-famous Twitch streamer gone nude, not an Instagram model that promotes flat tummy tea, and definitely not a XXX cam model. So who is she exactly, and why should you care about her? Truth be told, she isn’t really known outside of Reddit - she made her XXX debut on /r/GoneWild after posting a large selection of XXX pictures (and some videos) on...
Reddit NSFW ListThe shrill morning alarm sent unruly bolts and waves into Manya's body as she stirred, opened her deep eyes and cast a sleepy glance towards the place next to her. Her eyes met with the not so inspiring sight of her still snoring husband Desh, cuddled up like an insecure c***d, his breath carrying the odour of liquor and his chest heaving in monotonous regularity. The 36 year old housewife sighed and shifted her full frame slowly out of the bed to begin another day. Clad in a thin white blouse...
Author’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and if you have a Literotica log-in and...
Deen’s head was reeling and his heart was pounding. What he had seen shocked him to start with. He saw an unruly man, dark and powerful, manhandle his beautiful mother, pump into her pussy roughly, mash her fleshy body all over and finally spew his hot cum deep inside her belly. And all along she not only liked it but loved and craved for it. The fact that she didn’t mind going through it with her son in the house made his heart beat faster with the realization that his mom was indeed a lusty...
IncestDamien D’Angelo thrashed in the inhuman grip of the priest. Iron fingers clenched tight about the vampire’s throat. He could not snarl and rage at the priest who fucked his wife, pounding Abigail hard as she lay bent over the desk in Faust’s office at the peak of the skyscraper. Shame, humiliation, rage, and pain clenched Damien’s blackened soul. His wife’s every gasp and pleasure-filled moan stabbed into his undead heart. She loved the priest’s cock, addicted to its girth spreading wide her...
Stepford brothers (change to sisters!) By bojok71 Author's notes: this story serves to plug a hole, in my view, of the credibility of the Stepford stories. What if someone came looking for a lost relative? The answer is simple, and forms part of this story. Story notes: this story is very close, for obvious reasons, to the original Stepford story. However, it's new enough to be considered a new read. It's as sexual and interesting as my other stories. Thanks again to Sarah Barndt for...
While peeing, she let out a shudder of relief as some of the accumulated horniness found alternate release. But only some of it. Stepping out and in the same scant attire she moved to the main door to collect the morning milk. Opening the door, she bent to pick up the milk and in the process her full breasts spilled out to form a delectable cleavage. From the corner of her eye she saw the milkman’s bicycle parked in the compound and realized that he was still around and was perhaps waiting for...
For the next two hours Deen simply jerked the life out his dick till he thought it would get disengaged from his crotch. He had seen his sexy Mom getting her breasts sucked and crushed by his younger brother while carrying on a conversation with his Dad. Her naked, well curved body was thoroughly felt and she had squeezed and mashed her dripping cunt to an orgasm in obscene horniness. The last lingering image of his juicy mother for his jerk off was of her heaving, voluptuous, fully exposed...
IncestChapter Eight: The Hot Wife's Naughty Comforts By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn't write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story. Kurtis – Remna The desert led right to the city. We marched out of the sand...
Her husband’s disgusting behavior last night had left Manya more than just annoyed despite the fact that it facilitated some licentious sex for her neglected body. Now after being subjected to some cursory kisses and gropes he had sped off, leaving her naked and anguished all over again. He never seemed to display the remotest tinge of remorse for having left her high and dry at his boss’ party and now showed absolute callousness in announcing that he was leaving that evening for a week. The...
IncestIt is in the middle of June and is a warm day outside. I am sitting outside in my red bikini catching some rays when David showed up.I say "Hey cousin."David says "Hey. Whew, it sure is hot today"I think to myself "Yeah, it sure is."I turn my head to look at him and could not keep my eyes off his body. He is wearing a white T-shirt and denim shorts.I move my eyes up and down his body stopping at his hips.Staring at the crotch area of his shorts thinking of what a hot 13 1/2-inch cock is hiding...
The four youthful marauders left her door and Manya shut it with a mixed feeling. She was relieved that they left before her husband came out of the bath. Yet she felt a tingling in her loins and an ache in her breasts from all the pawing and mauling that she received with almost her full consent. The simultaneous pressure of four pairs of hands and one dick on her extra wholesome body under the pretext of festivity did its own things to her bodily responses and right now she had lost all the...
IncestThe shrill morning alarm sent unruly bolts and waves into Manya’s body as she stirred, opened her deep eyes and cast a sleepy glance towards the place next to her. Her eyes met with the not so inspiring sight of her still snoring husband Desh, cuddled up like an insecure child, his breath carrying the odor of liquor and his chest heaving in monotonous regularity. The 36 year old housewife sighed and shifted her full frame slowly out of the bed to begin another day. Clad in a thin white blouse...
IncestThe next morning Forrest woke up at about 10 and woke me with a kiss on the lips. I surprised him by throwing my arms around him and deepening the kiss. I reached down under the covers and grabbed his balls. I played with them as I felt his dick start to harden. He did the same to me, squeezing my balls and moving them around in my loose sack, causing my dick to harden. Without a word, I grabbed my cloths and beckoned for him to do the same. After checking that his sister was still...
Kristy Sands was a sweet sixteen year old girl who lived on a country farm wth her Mama and Papa and her older brother of two years,Ryan. She'd help out on the farm feeding the cows, sheep, chickens, horses, goats.She and Ryan were close sister and brother. Ever since they were younger they'd be there for one another. They had a close sibling bond. Their parents thought it was awfully sweet that they shared such a bond. Because the house they lived in was small, Kristy and Ryan had to share a...
IncestChapter two: When we all woke up, we had some coffee, a beer, and then George and I were on our way. George’s friend Kenny came and picked us up, then we went to a gas station for some shots and beers. I kept looking over at George, looking at his bright blue eyes. They got me every time. Since I was a minor, I had to wait in the car with George while Kenny got the drinks. While waiting, George rolled a joint for me, and I smoked it up with him. Out of the corner of my eye, I kept seeing him...
We waved bye to Forrest’s and my parents as they drove off. It was summer break and they would be gone for several days. My friend Forrest and his 9 year old sister, Scout, were staying at my house for the time they were gone. None of our parents wanted us to be home alone, but they were fine if we were together. I was 15 and Forrest was 14, but he looks 10 or 11. I live in the middle of nowhere, but we found plenty of things to do during the day, but my favorite time was at night. My...
Peggy Sanford stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Roosevelt New Orleans Hotel. As she walked across the lobby she noticed several males obviously checking her out. She smiled to herself as she walked across the long spacious lobby. It always pleased Peggy that she could still attract such attention. Not that she should be surprised, for a married mother of two in her late forties, Peggy was still a very beautiful woman. Her long brown hair framed a face that belied her age,...
It was the summer before my second year of high school when I got a call from Darci Smith asking me to meet her at the high school the next day to help her clean out the costume room. Now Darci is the drama club teacher and the art teacher. Every guy in the school wants to fuck her and masterbates to her. Darci is in her early thirties, married, and looks like she is still twenty one. She has nice mid size tits, a fine ass, big blue eyes and blonde hair. She has a pert little hard body and...
"There's a man here to see you, Mr. Forrester; he says he's a detective from the Denver Police Force." Oh-oh, thought John. "Ok, send him in, Angela." "Hello, Mr Forrester; my name is Paul Donohue, I'm a detective from the Denver Police Force." "What can I do for you, Detective Donohue?" as I pressed the intercom so Angela could listen in discreetly out at her desk. "Well, Mr. Forrester, sometime last year I was handed a case in Denver that has us all baffled. It seems that two...
Chapter 1 Stephen sighed as he watched the world go by. "I still don't see why we have to move," he told his wife as he turned to look at her. "Because honey, the company is opening a new store in Stepford and they asked me to run it," Emily replied, not taking her eyes off the road. "Besides, the offer was too good to turn down and the house came as part of the job," Emily continued. "I'd thought that you'd be proud of me," she added. "And I am. Really," Stephen added as his wife...
I was relaxing in the bar after a good game of cricket. We hadn't won but it had been a good game. I was thinking I should be going home but the thought of spending another night with my wife was not a pleasant one. It wasn't that she was ugly or anything, quite the reverse in fact for even after twenty years and two lovely girls she was even more beautiful than on our wedding day. It was just that she was so cold, she never was into sex even when we were first married and how we ever got...
I had been working in the construction industry a week when the foreman called me to his office. As I made my way over I wondered what I could have done wrong. As it had gone clocking off time I was annoyed that the meeting would be eating in to my free time. 'Aah, come in.' he said as I stepped through the door. 'Have a seat.' His office was much neater than I thought it would be. As I looked around the room I noticed that there were no girlie pictures like I had seen plastered up everywhere...
GayThe Struggle 2- another struggle Author's note: This is not a sequel to my story "The struggle. But it is along the same theme ... She was doing it again! Every time she noticed Don, and especially whenever he nodded or smiled at her, she felt the heat in her face, and was sure she glowed enough to read by. What was wrong with her, she didnt like guys that way? Did she? She wasnt even supposed to be a girl, she was supposed to be a boy, not be sitting here watching one...
Hello to all iss readers. My name is Ashwani, aged 21, just finished my B.Tech degree and presently staying in Delhi and works as an engineer in a company. I am a regular reader and a big fan of this site and thus read stories daily from here. This story which I am going to narrate with u happened with me 2 years back when I was in my 2nd year of b-tech. It’s upon u whether to believe it’s true or not. As this is my first story and I am not a good writer so ignore my mistake if found any. This...
Meeting at Bedford MillsI had often thought about my friend Simone in the years since we had been at school together. After I graduated, I had moved to New York to pursue my career and with a husband and children, I had lost touch with Simone, but I knew that she had married a rich man whom she had met at college, and that they lived in Greenwich, Connecticut, but they had no children. I had also heard from other former classmates who had met her, that she had a glamorous lifestyle, with...
"Are you sure you really want to go through with this?" David asked Betty one last time. Beside them, Monique's face remained impassive as she prepared the plasma transfer that would infect Betty with the Great Death. Something they all realized could very well kill her. "It's not too late to back out," he reemphasized. "Yeah, I'm sure. I've had plenty of time to consider it and it's something I want. I'd rather live as a social creature, unafraid to interact with other people...
Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story. Kurtis “ Remna The desert led right to the city. We marched out of the sand dunes towards the walls of Remna. The city looked almost the same shade as the world we...
Mary Pilson knew that her ‘uncle’ Walter was grooming her. ‘Uncle’ was a silly term that Mary’s mother used to describe the men who moved into their home to take advantage. Mary had no time for her uncles; she saw them for what they were, parasites and users. Mary’s mother could hardly make ends meet working as an usherette at the local cinema. Her good looks, curvy body and long legs ensured that she was well tipped by the male customers but she also attracted the sharks. Mary mostly...
We’re cruising along a wide and quiet suburban street. Green lawns stretch back from the pavement to the nice semi-detached homes. There’s a slim woman walking a large dog along the side of the road, and we pan around to look at her as we pass – it’s no-one we know, but we kind of wish we did! Then we’re looking forward again – seeing an intersection infront of us ... Then pulling up, looking out of the side window right at a single story, flat-roofed building. A sign outside reads,...
STRUGGLING BREASTS Steeped in sin and decadence, Beyond redemption, We struggle with our lives As if they were burdens borne Upon our scarred and naked backs, Breasts swaying and jiggling From the strain of the blessing And the curse of being both Male and female, but neither sex, But something new and glorious Upon the road to Calvary. FEEDING TIME TIMES THREE Three times the vampires fed on me; Once, just for the taste; twice For the sustenance; thrice For the headiness...
September 1981, Milford, Ohio Friday was routine until lunchtime. Afternoon classes had been canceled for both Elyse and me because of the Labor Day weekend, so I drove back to the apartment instead of having lunch on campus. Elyse and I packed our overnight bags and waited for Kathy and Bethany, who arrived as planned, and we left Chicago just before 4:00pm. It was my goal to make the trip to Milford in just under five and a half hours, which I could do if we grabbed fast food on the way...