Kiki and Me
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A day in the life: England Lady Penelope looked across the small town of Ryde on the Isle of Wight. "Where now?" she asked. Martin had the listing Erika had made the previous year. "Down two streets. Corner of North Walk and Appley Lane." She nodded, walking in the direction he pointed. The town was sprawled out along the English Channel across from the port of Portsmouth. The shop sign said 'Herbalist'. Lady P smiled at it. On the sign a dozen Faerie danced. She pushed in,...
The Metal Witch of New England by Erin Tyler "...Are you even alive in there?" Those were the first words The Mistress ever said to me, in the darkness of her junk-lab. I had been trapped in an immobile robotic body, with my 435-plus-year-old brain encased and kept alive in a cloudy plastic bubble. I had no choice but to respond with a slow nod. That had made her laugh. The Mistress' laugh was a curious one: it would start with something that didn't really sound like a laugh,...
We landed in Newcastle just before five in the morning, local time. Devin had us quickly loaded in a travel van, and on the road to Ambleside. The driver said it would take two hours to get there, but Devin promised a big tip if we got there sooner. We arrived in front of the hotel at six forty-five. There, everyone got out except Devin and me. The Langdale Valleys are located in the Lake District National Park in the county of Cumbria, in the northwest of England. There are two valleys, the...
After fifteen years in Australia Anne and myself decided it was time to go back to England to visit all our friends relatives we hadn't seen in that time. Once there we found after the first week that our relatives really had nothing in common with us anymore, We seemed to have entirely different lifestyles and not just our sex lives, I'd hate to think what they would make of that.We decided to just go off and visit places that we had missed out on in our formative years as well as some of the...
Traveling always presents opportunities. I will never forget my trip to England and the opportunity that I took advantage of with a beautiful older woman. Although I saw the usual sites and had a wonderful time, the memory that stuck with me most was one of my fantasies coming to fruition. Ever since I could remember, I was always very submissive to older women. I loved to see them with a beaming smile on their face. Oftentimes, their husband or significant other did not treat them with the...
By degrees over the couple of days available to him, using the windows of the upper stories to help with her training, Derek accustomed Shulah to the reality of 'outside' and the fact that the world was so very much larger than the harem which had previously been her entire universe. He even took her out in the car several times until it no longer frightened her to be driven through the streets. He tried to prepare her for the flight by describing it as being a car journey writ large. He...
After some early misgivings Mimi had finally agreed to us renting or buying a property in the Grantham area and enrolling Jean–Woodrow at The King’s School. As yet we had not travelled to England as Mimi was adamant that until our twin girls were fully weaned they would not be exposed to coach or sea travel. Thus, it was not until May of 1826 that the family set out for England. During the preceding two years I had kept in touch with my sister and the Slades, and Zinnia was searching the area...
Josie Maxwell stretched her long legs, giving in to a yawn. She was one of the last people in the Business Class to have her reading light on in the otherwise darkened cabin. The letters of the report in her lap began to blur before her eyes, but she was almost finished. The Maxistores were experiencing a very tentative comeback. They would be able to post a black zero for the last quarter, mostly due to a windfall in pre-Christmas sales of iPods and related merchandise. Also, the five...
The traveller plodded along, astride his weary stead on a narrow winding trail. It was late afternoon and both animal and man desired an end to the long day's journey.It was the year 1855, well-nigh twenty years into Queen Victoria's reign, a sunny Spring day, nightingales singing, insects humming, green hillocks ablaze with wildflowers. In short, a splendid day to be alive and roaming through the countryside in merry olde England.He was a young man, barely out of his teens, lean, muscular...
HistoricalThe girls were nice kids and were never a problem and their unconditional love made me fall quite easily into the role of their caretaker. Mr. Edwards was a partner at a very prominent British accounting firm and Mrs. Edwards was evidently a doctor, but practiced at something called a “Drs Surgery”. (I guess that’s the same as a Doctors office in the states.) . Emily and Rachel were adorable little girls and my work with them soon became more like that of a parent to me since they saw more...
The letter arrived from England this morning. It contained a brief note ‘Gabby married so and so on such and such a day.’ It was posted by her mother. I called her Aunty Doris. At one point, I even called her mum as she treated me like a son. Two photos came with the letter. One showed Gabby in her wedding dress smiling shyly but beautifully at the camera. The other showed Gabby, again in her wedding dress, standing by her handsome bridegroom who was dressed in top hat and tail, in front of a...
I'm sitting at my desk waiting for inspiration to hit. It seems as of late life has become more and more complex. I admit, most of it is my fault. You see, last summer my husband caught me taking pictures of woman at a park. She had bent over to get something in her bag for her kids and I could she her thong. I wanted to capture it for me. He however, saw the whole thing. It was a watershed moment for our marriage and not in a good way. I admit that I was being naughty as fuck. We had had a...
BDSM"John!" You turn to the sound of your name, recognizing the distinctively American accent in the sea of British voices. "Mom!" You cry as you see your mother for the first time in years. Just under fifty, her tan skin was probably the product of weeks at the beach - or in the tanning salon. Her hair was a deep, dark brown that flowed to her shoulders, and her face was as beautiful as you remembered. She still had a great body for a 50-year old, her breasts perky and a small but firm butt. She...
IncestMaid In England - By Amanda Richardson - [email protected] "I'm getting more than a little bit tired of it all," Lesley told me with a sigh. "And I'm sick and tired of work!" I snapped in return. "Instead of complaining about it, do something about it!" "It's not the job so much it's the lack of pay," I moaned. "So get a second job!" "Like what? It's not as if I'm qualified or have the skills for anything else is it?" "Well work for yourself then, you're always on...
It was such a nice day today here in rainy England so after a long lying on the sun, we shut the curtains, told my gf to put on slutty holdups and nothing else.It all started nice with warm kisses to her neck. she was wearing dark silk bathrobe which i pulled to one side squeezed her firm tits. i focus on her nipples while cunningly taking my pants off to take out my semi-hard cock.I ripped the robe off her, thrown her on bed, spread her legs and gently pressed my lips on her already wet clit....
1778, England... A wagon rolled up to the wrought iron gates of an old manor. The cart driver looked up from under the hood of his cloak, trying to make out the shape of the manor in the distance, but the dark night and the constant downpour clouded his vision. All he could see was an endless wall of rain. Turning to his right the driver hailed to the guard who was walking up to the wagon. "Ahoy!" called the driver with a clear voice that would hopefully pierce the sound of the...
Janice in England.by ‘The Fantasist.’When Janice was nineteen I had to make a business trip to the UK, London to be exact. I was only going to be there for a week and Janice persuaded me to take her along for the ride. When we got there I gave her a wad of cash so that she could go shopping while I was tied up in meetingsOn the Wednesday I had to meet someone in a small town down on the south coast. I was given pretty clear instructions on how to get there so I decided to rent a car and drive...
EBONY IN ENGLANDEbony made her way from the airport terminal in a state of high anxiety and high arousal. She had her left her boring but safe life in America behind to meet a man she had only ever spoken to online. He was her Master and therefore her life. However, she did still feel trepidation about actually meeting him. There was also the matter of the rules he had put in place. Since getting on the plane she had been...
Sooner or later the shock wears off. We know this, Lives go on and those who cope can deal with the aftermath until it becomes commonplace. It started, not in the dark as these things do in novels, but in a light and airy student flat. The plotters, six men and two women, all young, all fired in the belief that they could strike a blow for their religion against its oppressors. They looked carefully at the protest sites using hopefully safe proxy cut-outs; listened to the tales of carnage as...
It had been one of those days! Lisa's holiday to England had been great so far. She had been in the UK for just over a week with her best friend Abigail. It was a bit of a responsibility particularly as she was a few of years younger than her. The highlight so far had been seeing the Prodigy play at Wembley Arena. But today they had hired a car and got lost in the countryside. Worse still it was dark now and the car had run out of petrol. They decided to walk to nearest village and find...
I did get home for Christmas of 1970, but I came home to a new car. Our 1969 VW bug had been hit broadside and Kathy got a new 1970 Dodge Dart Swinger in purple and black, not exactly what I would have picked, but then I wasn't there to help pick it out. After spending Christmas at home with Kathy's family, we drove to New York to be with my family and had Christmas again, and I saw my grandfather (my mother's father) for the last time. He died two years later. So now we waited for new...
If you want to get full enjoyment from the Studio Ghibli film "Kiki's Delivery Service" watch it before you read this Story, this is a sequel to that movie and spoilers are large and unmarked ahead... Still with us? Good! On with the show! What has come before... Imagine a world just like our own earth, but with several marked differences: 1: Magic is real, and some gifted people, mostly passed down through bloodlines of witches or mages, can use it to accomplish things that defy the laws of...
"Hey bitch boy... so I was thinking about our little arrangement, how you do all of my homework for me in exchange for, well, nothing... I think that it needs to change. A beta male loser like you doesn't deserve to be doing homework for a hot girl like me free of charge... no, I'm not gonna pay you to do my homework for me... you're gonna pay me for the privilege of being my little homework slave... that's right, bitch. $50. Right now."
BDSMIdeas floated through his head but none seemed right for him, for the paper. He needed inspiration, something to keep him afloat. It was summer vacation, and Anwar was off visiting his family. In fact, most of his friends had left for the summer, leaving him all alone with a notebook full of empty pages and nothing to draw. But just then a familiar head came strolling down his street. It was Sid. Sid who was supposed to be visiting his relatives in...whatever place it was called. Maxxie...
He loved money and never used to spend a penny for anything. When we had finished our masters he went to India and got married and he came back alone. After arriving here he was looking for a house to rent. Because the rents were very high he decided to rent a 2 bed house so that he can rent out one of the rooms to someone else so as to save some money. Because I was very close to him he asked me to join him in house but I refused politely as I would not be comfortable living with a...
Introduction: BoyxBoy fanfiction written for my bi friend(?) Maxxie sat on his bed in his room staring out of the window onto the street. A sketchpad rested in his lap as he pondered what he would draw. Ideas floated through his head but none seemed right for him, for the paper. He needed inspiration, something to keep him afloat. It was summer vacation, and Anwar was off visiting his family. In fact, most of his friends had left for the summer, leaving him all alone with a notebook full of...
Tim was not a nice boy. We say ‘boy’ because that is what people called him. No one knew exactly how old he was. He showed up one day at the inn and agreed to work for food and a place to sleep in the barn. To study him, one would estimate his age at twenty-five. His stooped stature mirrored his stooped nature. Village people did not expect much of an ostler. Had he been prompt, instead of having to be called when a new guest arrived at the inn, Tim would not be ridiculed. Had he the presence...
HistoricalAfter a few weeks of travelling around most of Western Europe, I was on my way to the French coast to take a Channel ferry to Dover the next day. It was a late night train and after about two hours out of Paris on the way to Calais there weren't but a handful of people left on my car.One was a guy in his mid-20's, longish blonde hair and glasses, carrying just a backpack. Nice-looking man, named Daniel. He noticed the book I was reading was English and we struck up a conversation. Turned out he...
Copyright © 2001 dircat. ALL Rights Reserved Sandra looked out at the wind driven rain as it beat a staccato against the window. She sighed, the weather only deepening her depression. Why couldn't he have been a better man, she thought to herself, then things may have been different. But no, over the years he had turned into a drunken, crude, slob who thought of nothing but his own enjoyment and where the money for the next drink was coming from. The fact that it usually came from her no...
[Undated Entry] At sea FATHER’S CONNECTIONS AND wealth ensured their passage would be as comfortable as possible, given the times and the vessels available. Captain Leavenworth and the crew of Mercy welcomed them aboard. Leavenworth was the senior captain of the sugar brokers Father dealt with and known to Father and to Grace from his frequent calls on the island. Drake, first mate of Mercy, had been with the ship almost as long as Captain Leavenworth. Their cabin was a large one,...
One of the assets that David Ransome, now His Magnificence Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever and have many sons, inherited on becoming was the Imperial Voyager, the royal yacht. It was the size of a medium sized cruise liner, about eleven thousand tons displacement, four hundred feet long overall, and had palatial accommodation in forty guest suites which included space for all the necessary concubines and staff. The a crew numbered three hundred, including eunuchs and hostesses...
It had been a while since I had done a bachelor party, but now that I was back to being an escort, I had scheduled a few parties and this was my first one since I had retired nearly 15 years ago. Mikey was my chaperone and he was in the corner of the hotel room handling the music that was currently playing while the bachelor fucked me in the ass. He had seen me fuck and suck off quite a few men since we had been together, but this was the first time that he had been with me since I had been...
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He was silent for quite some time, then leaned down and kissed me, softly pushing his tongue into my mouth. I welcomed his tongue with mine, shivering all the while. He broke, pulled back, and whispered, “You may cum now…”. Climax: SirHer body went rigid in my hands. Her legs, which had been apart and bent at the knees, came together, like a vice around the hand I had in her cunt, crushing it, and her legs straightened. She threw her head back and gave a moan from deep in her throat that went...
BDSMIthu naal varaikum naan neraiya pengalai paarthu irukiren aanal en vaazhil naan paarthu veyantha sexyaana auntyai patri indru engalindam sola pogiren. Enal avalin azhagai vaayal solli puriya vaika mudiyuma endru theriya vilai aanal mudintha varai avalain mulaiyai paarthu mayangi eppadi oothen enbathai ungalidam pagirnthu kolgiren. En veetin arugil oru puthu veedu kati kondu irunthaargal, angu naan sirithum ethir parka vilai azhagana oru aunty varuvaargal endru. En peyar ramanan vayathu 22,...
Falling Dawn entered her apartment. It was sparse, little more than the size of a hotel suite. It had a tiny kitchen, a bedroom, and a small dining room. She went into the bedroom, sat down at the computer, wiped away a tear, and started to type. Dawn's Story: "I should have seen that coming. I bet everyone has said that at least once. Well, sometimes, you are better off not knowing. Take me for example. Right now, its time for me to write my last entry. I guess it serves...
We've just gone to bed, but not to sleep and I've decided I want to give You a very long, very slow, very thorough blow job. It's something I would really want to do, and even could do, everyday, if you let me, I get so elated when I do it, it feels decadent and wonderful. There are many submissive aspects to it, especially when I really push myself, but a lot of it definitely has some... dominant elements. The tease of it, controlling how You feel, giving and withholding certain sensations....
Prologue: Hi guys, always had a feeling that my fascination with incest stories cropped from the sightings I initially had to encounter during my childhood watching the illicit couplings of my mom and grandpa in our ancestral home and later on mom with my dad’s elder brother after Grandpa passed away. We basically are a family of 3(mom, dad and myself) living in our Grandpa’s home in Hyderabad, India. Dad was always away from home as part of his job, he used to come home only for 3 days a...
IncestJust before I left to go back to work, I picked up the phone and check for the last number redial and wrote the number down. Then I slipped out the front door, got into my car and drove away from the house. Arriving at my work place I picked up my mobile. I had to phone Will.I got a ring tone and waited for an answer, then.“Hello? Who’s this?”“Hi Will, you don’t know me, but you do know my wife fairly well.”“Who’s that then?”“Dee?”“Oh shit man, are you her husband?”“Yes and I thought you could...
Introduction: SISTER GIVES HIM ONE THEY WILL NEVER FORGET This story is a continuation of a very short story posted on the sex stories forum Feb 13, 2007, the day before my own 72nd birthday. Today is the day before my 74th birthday. WARNING DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY ANY OF THE FOLLOWING CONTENT. AGAIN THIS STORY HAS SOMETHING TO OFFEND EVERYONE. MY PROFOUND APOLOGIES IF I FAILED TO INCLUDE SOMETHING TO OFFEND YOU. Contents: underage, sibling m/f sex, oral, anal, incest,...
Some guys at office talked about a concert of my favorite band.But, just one hour later, it was sold out. I got crazy, since I wanted to go really bad to listen to them.When I got home, I saw Darnell’s van parked at our driveway.The only thing I needed now, was a nigger bastard fucking my little wife in my own bed. I walked in, hoping at least to do a little spying on them as they enjoyed themselves... But then I saw Darnell sitting at the couch in the living room, watching some porn. And the...
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Outside my big bay window everything was kinda gloomy: Thanksgiving pumpkins sprouting outside people's houses, bright colored umbrellas with cold people huddled under them, but the rest looked real gray. The idiot weather girl on the tube was yapping on about a storm front moving in: like it's something fuckin' unheard of in November. Never understood why TV stations hire total dam' cretins for their newsrooms. I wriggled my toes in the pile of the sheepskin rug. Excellent...
All my stories are real, no bullshit. I was amember of this sex site, and always looking for women and a straight couple, and in 8 years only got gay guys!I got a message from this younger guy of about 29, 6"2", muscular, white latin guy from NYC. He said although straight he sucked cock once and wanted to suck again. I was 45, 5'9", regular body, and a 6" uncut latin meat.Well, I'm a sucker for a quick blow job, no problem. So Joe had a place about 20 mins from my office, and after exchanging...
When Tyler wakes up one morning with a splitting headache, he asks his dad for some aspirin, and his dad helpfully points him in the direction of the bathroom. When Tylers sexy stepmom, Crystal Rush, walks by, his eyes are so mesmerized by the perfect curves of her ass, he unknowingly grabs the wrong pills! It does not take long for the pills to hit and while he is in bed, he gets a raging hard on. Doing what comes naturally, he starts stroking his cock…until his dad barges in on him. He...
xmoviesforyouBy High School I had developed more curves than Mulholland Drive, while Sarah never wore bra–or needed one. I was the one that all the boys hit on, but Sarah was the sexual adventurer. She was the first to let a boy reach third base–and reciprocate with a hand job. I was green with envy when I learned she’d slept with Charlie Hansen, the football team captain and legendary campus hunk. She was also the first to get a computer in her bedroom. This was the late 90s–when dial-up modems and...
SAVAGE LESSON It is one of the unalterable facts of life that women are mysterious. There is no point in trying to rationalise, trying to account for or predict every facet of their behaviour because whatever you think you know is liable to flip over on you revealing a truth you never guessed at. Let me put it another way: You know in those naff horror films where someone looks at their reflection in a mirror? Then they put their hand out to touch the mirror and it turns out to be a pool of...
"There was a guy here looking for you," Sarah said, her voice full of mystery. "He was huge!" "He said he was your brother," Ellie said. "My brother?" I felt my heart quicken as the image of my older brother's face filled my head. "Are you sure?" I hadn't seen him in six months, the longest we'd ever been apart. Usually we arranged things before he came to see me, but the last time we'd talked he hadn't mentioned anything about visiting. I didn't want to get...
Sometimes it takes a stranger to show us exactly what we need in life, and sometimes that stranger is an uninvited masked intruder with a huge cock who breaks in and fucks us rotteen while our friends watch. We should all be so lucky, but today, it happens to teen cocktease Karly Baker, and her story begins with the curvy little white girl making out with her hot black girlfriend poolside. This little session would normally be hot enough for anyone, but the heat gets turned up to eleven when...
xmoviesforyouIt was after eight by the time he arrived at Renton, the roads icy from the frost. After phoning her to let her know he had arrived safely, he went to bed. Over the next month Robert was kept busy, they had finally chosen the four new pilots: Flying Officer’s Peter Hynes, Steve Inns, and Keith Osmond and Pilot Officer Eric Green. All four were in their early twenties and had hours in Harriers in their log books. He had been impressed with their keenness when they joined the squadron, he had...
Dear Reader, Nothing beats a Stephanie Plum novel for pure guilty pleasure. Full of humor, mystery and a heat that sizzles just under the surface, Janet Evanovich’s books never fail to lift my mood and make me laugh. If you have never read a Stephanie Plum novel but enjoy humorous, sexy women’s lit or chick lit, I hope my humble fan fiction fantasy will send you out to a bookstore, or at the very least, to your local library. It may not be the steamiest story I’ve written, but hopefully you...
Saturday 16th June 2018Malcolm led my tired-looking wife out of the door from the little room where he and the other three black guys had fucked Jill for four and a half hours, and then the screen went blank. With the screen now blank, suddenly the bedroom where Veronica and I were lying seemed a very quiet and empty place. After all the highs and lows and moans and grunts we’d been watching and listening to all night.Feeling physically and emotionally drained, although it was now light outside...
Wife Lovers“Come over here.” I got up and crossed over to him, nervous. What did this mean? Without explanation he opened the bag, pulled out a thick leather collar and four thick leather shackles and placed them on the sideboard. He reached once more into the bag and pulled out five small padlocks. Why now? Thoughts raced through my brain. Had I done something wrong? Racking my brain, I frowned. Then a new thought interrupted these thoughts, nearly made me laugh. Would I be able to shower and shave...
Part twoSean and Jonny talked, and argued, and bargained. Sue fetched the drinks, the nibbles. Sean had introduced her as his secretary. She looked the part. Her cropped blonde hair looked business like. She wore a tailored black suit, the skirt just above her knee. Finally, it seemed as if they were finished. “Sean, I haven’t thanked you for that piece of shit you delivered to me,” Jonny said in his East London accent. “You’ll be pleased to know that he is now supporting the M25 widening...
Xi Pegasi Colony One August 10, 2057 Faith Ozawa opened her eyes as her comm chimed. She sat up abruptly and plucked her datapad from her desk. “This is Faith.” “You’ve sounded better,” Geri Rogers said lightly, “but who hasn’t?” Faith rubbed her face and checked her desk monitor. “It’s what, five o’clock?” She looked out the window. “And it’s dark out. I wish they’d do something about the timekeeping.” “I know. Anything new?” “Not a damn thing. You?” “No.” Geri sighed. “It’d help if I...
I awoke in a bed, my clothing had been removed. I had only a thin sheet covering me. I didn't recognize anything around me. Where was I? Everything was hazy, almost as if it were a dream, a bad dream. As I struggled to focus my eyes, I noticed a dresser against the wall with a mirror that was reflecting the bed. I looked so small and helpless. I pulled the sheets tighter up to my throat, my only protection. Just then a door opened to the left of the dresser. A short man with thick glasses...
A Friendly Game Of Pool This story is inspired by the story Friendship Is Valuable by Zedd and others that use a first-person universe-change style such as Five Days (?). He's a tremendous author, and I dig his (her?) style of transformations. I'm sure you can see where my kinks lie, so this kind of story fits perfectly. I'm not spending so much time on the plot anymore, because my most popular stories are the quickies. This one is somewhat a preview of the idea that I had for my...
Pushing damp strands of chocolate coloured hair from her forehead, Melodie fought against the humidity which was also making her clothes stick to her body uncomfortably. She couldn't believe how hot it was and though she wore a thin cotton shirt and three-quarter jeans, it might as well have been a thick blanket. Yet she was determined to have a good time as the fair was an annual event and this was her second time in ten years. "Melodie? We're going to sit under that big shade over there"...