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As I lie in my bed, fantasising about Aaron’s tall muscular body, a knock at the door brings me out of my reverie. I make my way to the door, in my skimpy negligee. I open the front door. Standing there, in all his masculine glory, was the man I have been fantasising about – Aaron. He says nothing but takes in the sight of me and his eyes wake up with desire. “Hi,” I murmur, slightly breathless to have this fine specimen of a man in my flat. “Come in” I gesture him inside and he glides...
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...
The 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....
"Ladies, is this some kind of sick joke? Oh shit." Jake had woken up to find himself tied spread-eagled on his bed in his dorm room. It was Spring Break, his roommate was gone, campus was empty…which might be a very good thing or a very BAD thing. He licked his lips as his girlfriend Lana and his girlfriend's best friend, Jessica, loomed over him. "Why am I naked? Lana?" He looked up at his girlfriend. She was gorgeous, a tall, pale-skinned brunette with impressively-sized breasts....
Lana walked to her back yard and sat in her lounge chair, she wore a bikini and was determined to get a nice suntan, and it was a beautiful summer day. The brown haired twenty-year-old girl squinted her blue eyes at the bright sun but did not want to wear sunglasses and ruin her tan. The 5'1" thin girl thought how much she liked her new home but wished that they had a swimming pool. Lana had been married a year and a half and moved from their apartment last month to this new house. With the...
I was visiting an amusement park. There we many hot women in the water park. I stopped and watched this one girl in a zebra striped thong bikini as she walked away. She dropped her sunglasses and stopped and bent over to get them. She was amazing. When she turned around, I realized why.It was Lana Parrilla. Her eyes lit up and she started to come over."Hey Lana," I waved. "It's me...""I know," she said very chipper. "I was come to see you." She embraced me a big hug, which i returned resisting...
Lana went into the bathroom. It took me a few minutes to trust myself to get off the bed. Her suitcase was on a stand across the room so I walked over to it and found a small black velvet bag which felt quite heavy when I lifted it. I opened it and almost gasped in surprise. Nestling inside the soft velvet bag was a steel butt plug, not large but with a small jewel in the base. The plug had a long, slender stem and a bulbous head. I held it in my hand and felt the weight of it and knew it would...
Lesbian“Ah-Augh!” A feminine voice cries out, moaning loudly over a rhythmic clapping. Her eyebrows knit together as waves of pleasure flows from her sore muscles and throbbing pussy, overlapping the pain of sore muscles all over her body. Surrounding her are four older gentlemen resurrecting her sex life, something that died years ago. She thanks her sultry saviors with submission, offering them her body and its holes, allowing them to do as they wish. Of course, they do so, selfishly yanking and...
These clinics employ Doctors in Physical Therapy (DPT) graduates who are serving their internships in Concierge Healthcare already and are provided opportunities to divide their work between Healthcare and the Clinic. When they serve in the clinic, they are paid well and able to pay down their student loans incurred to earn their DPT. The skills needed in the Clinics is not available academically but can be found on the indexed internet and in the deep web. There are limits on how far the...
A big problem for those who are young, single, hot, rich and kinky is finding an outlet for their sexual appetites but not end up in the National Enquirer, messy relationships or in secret government databases for later coercion or fundraising. The word is that well connected elites have worked with Concierge Healthcare providers who already serve them with high-end sports injury and other therapies to develop private sexual clinics that can cater to those appetites. It is true but you...
A big problem for those who are young, single, hot, rich and kinky is finding an outlet for their sexual appetites but not end up in the National Enquirer, messy relationships or in secret government databases for later coercion or fundraising. The word is that well connected elites have worked with Concierge Healthcare providers who already serve them with high-end sports injury and other therapies to develop private sexual clinics that can cater to those appetites. It is true but you won't...
Wife tries to help friends' struggling marriage.I'm Eddie, my wife Lana and I have been happily married for 8 years - which is why I was completely floored by the question she asked me last week. She had just gone to lunch with her best friend from college, Deb.Deb had been a true knock-out, a strikingly beautiful blonde with a firm body that she kept in shape by playing 1-A singles in tennis for North Carolina, our alma matter. She was also a bitch who never paid me much attention until Lana...
Saturday morning arrived bright and clear and it was decided over breakfast that we’d go to the coast. It seemed only natural for Sophie and me to sit in the back of Lana’s Jaguar while the identical twins sat in the front. They were not identically dressed this morning. Both wore jeans, it’s true but Lana’s were black and Lyn’s blue. We’d gone up to our rooms after breakfast and dressed. ‘Wear a skirt, Em, I want to be able to touch your legs.’ ‘I want to be able to touch yours too.’ ‘Well,...
Saturday morning arrived bright and clear and it was decided over breakfast that we’d go to the coast. It seemed only natural for Sophie and me to sit in the back of Lana’s Jaguar while the identical twins sat in the front. They were not identically dressed this morning. Both wore jeans, it’s true but Lana’s were black and Lyn’s blue. We’d gone up to our rooms after breakfast and dressed. ‘Wear a skirt, Em, I want to be able to touch your legs.’ ‘I want to be able to touch yours too.’ ‘Well,...
LesbianAs their name suggests, fast food restaurants mostly are known for serving food fast. The food isn’t necessarily that good. Rarely is it that good for you. But the service is supposed to be almost immediate. A few nights ago, I received service at a fast food place that was anything but fast. But the servicing I got AFTER I finally got my food… was great! The girl who ended up choking down my chizburger was a young brunette with a ponytail. Admittedly, it was late evening… just past 10 p.m.;...
Group Sex‘What are you doing on Saturday?’ Lana hadn’t spoken to me since that last weekend. Her work was high-powered stuff, corporate bollocks she called it but I suspected it was far more complex than she suggested. Certainly she seemed to be a very high earner and my friend Gina said she was something special. As if I didn’t know that already but perhaps that was not what Gina had meant. ‘I am disturbingly available.’ I could hear her laugh at the other end of the ‘phone line. ‘I have to go down...
‘What are you doing on Saturday?’ Lana hadn’t spoken to me since that last weekend. Her work was high-powered stuff, corporate bollocks she called it but I suspected it was far more complex than she suggested. Certainly she seemed to be a very high earner and my friend Gina said she was something special. As if I didn’t know that already but perhaps that was not what Gina had meant. ‘I am disturbingly available.’ I could hear her laugh at the other end of the ‘phone line. ‘I have to go down...
LesbianEventhough this is written in the third person, and my name isn’t Alana, this is a true story. I decided to write this after Castlequeen’s thread about writing a true story. This is the first part of my experience with this man one day. Alana saw a man matching Master Mark’s description approaching the tube station. He was rather plain looking and was not as handsome as she had expected. He had already seen a picture of Alana, but she had never received one from him. She knew it was him...
Lana Parrilla's husband Fred lay in his plane seat passed out. I walked up behind Lana as she was just finishing writing "ANAL" on his head. She backed as she capped the pen, accidentally bumping her perfect tush against my crotch. I stirred a bit."Leaving your husband a to-do list?" I jokingly asked as i gently pressed her ass off me with both hands."NO!" She protested, barely suppressing a giggle. She was starting to blush. "I was...just it's...my name is Lana.""Oh I know who you are. I loved...
GLORYHOLEI'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....
The Gods’ tears fell in streams, bouncing of the street and soaking my boots. Even the short distance from the taxi to the front door of the large Georgian house left their leather dull and wet. I was glad I’d worn them and had my court shoes in my bag. The door was answered almost as I banged the huge brass knocker shaped like a ship’s anchor. Gina opened it. ‘My God, Emma, what a night. Come on in before you drown.’ I was late, as always. Gina was celebrating her fortieth birthday with a...
LesbianI 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...
I woke up to the sensation of a warm cloth wrapped around my half-hard cock. Opening my eyes I discovered that Lana was carefully tending to my cock - a cock that had thoroughly fucked both her pussy and asshole. “I thought that I’d clean you up before I tried to swallow this monster again” she explained as she dropped the cloth to the floor. She moved to kneel by my side, grasping it by the base before introducing it again into her hot mouth. Her soft lips felt amazing on my shaft, sliding...
I slipped naked into the bed spooning behind an equally naked Lana. She stirred just a little when my hard cock pressed against her firm ass. The bed was in the master bedroom of Tess and Ben’s apartment. Lana had slept there the night whilst Ben and Tess were at my parents home - Ben dead drunk in the spare room, and Tess sharing my bed in carnal union with me. I had taken Tess home early in the morning, leaving Ben to continue to sleep off his alcoholic bender from the previous...
One day I was round at Azma’s. We had just finished a fantastic session, we were lying naked on her settee, my cock still wet and glistening from her juicy insides, the last of the cum oozing from the end of my cock. She was gently squeezing my balls and stroking them, trying to coax my little pink cock back into life. I was stroking her pussy, kissing her and feeling her lovely soft tits.She started talking about one of her friends, who I also knew. We shall call her Lana. Lana is a big,...
I had just returned from my morning run, sweat dripping from everywhere and looking forward to a naked dip in the backyard pool. I ran up the driveway at the side of the property, opened the pool gate to discover that I wasn’t alone. “Bugger” I muttered. Mum and dad were at work, I thought that I would be alone until the afternoon when our house guest was due to arrive. Bugger ... she had arrived early and was sunbathing on the daybed. She was the mother in law of my older brother Ben....
(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...
Introduction: A glmpse into the characters involved… very small sex scene involved Nick = handsome, sweet sincere guy with a dark side Anthony = Skyes brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesnt care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) ...
Again the ravings of a lunatic. Fiction. I like this story. It seemed so real when the idea grew in my mind. There is no sex. I have no idea where this should be posted. So I will put in the Loving Wives and get on with it. Copyright by mcwade May 15, 2005. The damnest story you ever heard: OK. Here we go. I am 63 years old. My gut is a bit too large, my waist is 36 inches instead of 32. I am way out of shape. I will walk this summer to regain some of my wind and shape. But that has...
Anthony = Skye’s brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr. old, who has a lack of respect, and doesn’t care to spare the feelings of those around her, believes she is so much better than the people in her hometown, some sexual experience. Lessons Learned (the pre-story) Skye was sun tanning by the pool when she heard her brother’s voice. What could he possibly want, the fact she was sharing...
A NOTE FROM AUTHOR: Following story, although it changed to different girl in different country is true. It is slightly changed to fit the storyline. A word of caution: THOSE WHO DON’T LIKE ROUGH AND EXTREME SEX, DON’T EVEN START. - Master, why don’t you slap me sometimes? – asked Thia once in the middle of cleaning my room while I was working on some project drawings. - Excuse me? - Well…. I know that you love rough sex……and I know that you have some rough games with some girls….Sora...
(These poems have all been posted elsewhere on the internet, years ago, but I decided to string some together to partly tell a story.) I had dated Jackie David perhaps a half-dozen times before we went dancing. I had found her more and more attractive each time, but had gone slow with her in the hope of building something solid in the way of a relationship - since she seemed to have more substance than any woman I had dated for some time. But the night that we danced I...
- JALEN /-It’s the rattling of chains that wakes me, knocks me back down the hill like Sisyphus’ fucking bullshit rock. Yea. I know Sisyphus. Paint him black and you get the inner city version where the damn rock is America’s racial aggression that never quite dies. Double down by making that sad fuck an addict and shit, there I am, up the hill, down the hill.I groan, head pounding, and pull my face from the salty sweet embrace of a still moist cunt.Nose twitches.I fight back a sneeze. Realize...
HardcoreDuring colleges I worked famous coffee shop, young and sexually active. I had crazy nights with plenty of young college age coworkers, but one in particular she had a boyfriend for a few years and was pretty wild but she never cheated on him. After one day she cracked and we became like rabbits almost every other day,we fine any opportunity to be alone... Fast forward 6 years into the futer... I just broke up a 4 year long relationship and I came back to my old stomping grounds, I was at my...
you were sitting on the couch watching me undress. i unzip my pants and the back down, revealing my round, plump ass. you like that im wearing a lace thong, think its sexy. i took off my pants and bend over infront of you. i pulled the thing crotch to the side, exposing my hairy glistening pussy. you told me to pull my ass cheeks apart so you can check my holes. i followed as i was told. you ripped off my undies and proceeded to finger my holes. you slap my ass and told me to get on top of the...
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This is the girl who is in this story with me : http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/1352687/bi_sexual_beki.htmlThis all starts off with me going downtown just by myself to a well known gay bar. I have been bi-sexual since I was about 14 and I am 18 now. I was wearing a burgundy dress which flared out a lot at the bottom and was showing a fair bit of cleavage, my legs were bare and I had black lace panties on and a matching bra. I was in the mood for a girl tonight seen as I hadn't had sex with a...
Nickerlover; My sister and IMy younger sister and I only 13 months apart in age,I was the elder.right from a very early age we would play in those days what we called mothers and fathers and would bath together our parents didn't ever notice that we would play with each others sexy parts and at that early age we new nothing at all about sex. but as we both got a bit older in our later teens we got to play with each other and feelings were starting to become better when we were touching each...
TUROK THE TORMENTOR By: ROBO Turok sat upon his throne over looking his domain. He was the supreme Demon in the Universe and had no equal. He had defeated and destroyed all whom had opposed him. Ever since he had destroyed Satan his life had become boring and dull. He had conquered everyone and everything and now had nothing to occupy his time leaving him with a dismal boring life for eternity. "Bring me an advisor......NOW!!!" he roared. A man came running up "Yes Sir, your...
TUROK THE TORMENTOR 2 By: ROBO Bruno was sitting in his Limousine with his maul Tiffany watching the drug deal go down. His father Franko Costintino had finally trusted him with an important task in his drug-dealing cartel. The Asian Gang was purchasing one million dollars worth of Heroin for distribution, after this Bruno would finally prove to his father that he could take over as head of the cartel. Bruno was 21, short black hair, and a muscular build and he was wearing a suit....
TUROK THE TORMENTOR 3 By: ROBO Turok emerged from the portal into a vacant downtown alley. He did not bother to shift out of the visual plane as there was no body around. He was looking for another victim but he wanted a special someone but did not know who he was looking for. As he walked down the alley he heard "Hey, Buddy have you got some spare change?" John was an old bum who was covered in garbage resting when he had seen Turok's boots. He asked for the change and saw...
My son Ken was 18 now, and soon got his own apt. and a room mate….Jen. Lynn and I still have visits from them and we stop by their place. Our husbands who had lost interest in sex, got use to Lynn and I, (Julie), spending the night together a lot. My husband and I have a guest house and Lynn I used that to have our ‘sleep over’s in. Her husband was always gone hunting or fishing and was never there on weekends. Our story telling continued and we kept going further with our mutual masturbation....
This story is purely fictional, and if you are under 18 years of age, you are to stop now. My warstory This story begins just before the war. I was a shy, slim boy at almost 18 years, living in a forsterhome for parentless boys, and I wanted to do my part. I had alway been a strange boy, feminine, slim, with something that might look like tits. I was focus for a lot of attension from some boys and teachers, they liked my apperance. Basicly I wanted to get away. So I joint up for...
HumorCopyright© 2002-2004 by DB. The doorbell rang unexpectedly. I was surfing the web to see if Elf Sternberg (http://www.drizzle.com/~elf/) had posted anything new on his latest AI (what I generally call robot) storyline. Although he recently, publicly referred to my writing as "abusively shallow", he also admits that it has affected him enough to provoke him into writing stores in response, so a lot of good has come from this in unexpected ways. Besides, having Elf as a critic is an...
When I was about eight, I loved to climb poles and ropes. I discovered that I got this extreme feeling of overwhelming pleasure in my pubic area when I climbed them. Then, I discovered I could duplicate that pleasure with my hand on my pecker. When I was nine, my mother found me jacking off in my bedroom and told me that it was a sin and I would go straight to Hell. She also said that I would go blind if I continued. I thought about it for a time but then decided I would continue until I needed...
For years, since I was around sixteen, I had the knack of convincing girls, and then women, that I could be trusted not to ever repeat what was revealed to me. This information gathering proved to be very useful over the years. I learned that the female gender needs to vent, and be listened to, their questions answered, but they don't want any advice, so I used this to my advantage. Once the word got passed around that I was a trusted soul with a lot of valuable information and a great...
I went home, got married and started a family, one every year until we reached six. This was enough for me. My wife originally wanted a dozen but she settled for half a dozen. I had a good job and got promoted quickly, mainly because my personality made me learn everything I could about the company. In eight years, I made it into management in charge of the company's production planning responsibilities. Throughout my working career, I liked to flirt, talk dirty, touch provocatively, and...
Madeleine Roth, posting under the name of Fatima, was putting the last touches to her daily blog. Eastern Promise, the web site she ran with a number of her friends, took up most of her spare time. She and Krista Collins had founded the site almost three years earlier as way of publishing their fantasies of life in the east, veiled and enslaved as part of some potentate's harem. Over the years they had created a series of stories. They, in turn, had attracted other, like-minded, authors and...
Evidently, I didn't miss storyhour. Jason was just finishing his breakfast in the hotel dining room. I took a vacant seat at the far end of the counter, by the restaurant front door. One of the "J's" dropped a cup in front of me and filled it. She added a spoon, a small stainless pitcher of real cream and a glass pour jar of sugar, rubbed my head and hurried away. I wonder which one that was? For a town totally isolated by tropical storm flooding, there were sure a lot of people having...
TGStorytime! I had this crazy dream where I found a remote control that let me alter the very fabric of time and space. I could have used it to rob banks, bang several of my favorite pornstars at the same time, or really do whatever I wanted. All I wanted to do, though, was turn my penis into a vagina and grow rabbit ears and a fluffy tail. That could mean I’ve been reading too much TGStorytime, a user-contributed library of transgender fiction.TGStorytime.com was established in 2011 by Joe...
Sex Stories SitesHey, this is just the starting point of hopefully a bunch of crazy and erotic stories. Feel free to just skip this part and start by choosing a story path of your liking, wether it might be for reading or adding chapters. We would also like to encourage you to add your own stories, if you like. No matter how short or long, how explicit or tame. We could just end the introduction here, but we'd like to remind you that all characters that take part in any sexual action are grown ups, 18 years or...
She then said, “It was Storytime night and that always ends with us having smoking hot sexâ€. Curious to what that meant I asked, “What is Storytime?†She said, “OMG it is so hot. John loves it when I tell him a sex story from my past or tell him a sex fantasy while I lay next to him and play with his dick. It is such great foreplay and it has really improved our sex life. We both get so horny. You should try it sometimeâ€. This story is about how I discovered a kinky way to turn my husband on.
MarriedI don’t believe in the culture of ‘orgasm for orgasm.’ I suppose it is the sub in me that is happy to give a lover that pleasure and enjoy her climax for itself. I reveled in Lana’s satisfaction. Her breathing slowed and her eyes closed almost as if she were asleep. I watched her from between her knees, occasionally kissing her pale triangle of hair and the wet lips beneath. Lana slowly recovered from what had clearly been an earth-mover for her and, as she did, I moved to sit beside her, my...
LesbianI don’t believe in the culture of ‘orgasm for orgasm.’ I suppose it is the sub in me that is happy to give a lover that pleasure and enjoy her climax for itself. I reveled in Lana’s satisfaction. Her breathing slowed and her eyes closed almost as if she were asleep. I watched her from between her knees, occasionally kissing her pale triangle of hair and the wet lips beneath. Lana slowly recovered from what had clearly been an earth-mover for her and, as she did, I moved to sit beside her, my...
Lana went into the bathroom. It took me a few minutes to trust myself to get off the bed. Her suitcase was on a stand across the room so I walked over to it and found a small black velvet bag which felt quite heavy when I lifted it. I opened it and almost gasped in surprise. Nestling inside the soft velvet bag was a steel butt plug, not large but with a small jewel in the base. The plug had a long, slender stem and a bulbous head. I held it in my hand and felt the weight of it and knew it would...
Reminiscence – Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...
Reminiscence - Entwining ‘You know how I feel about this, you know what I’d like to give you.’ She told him, ever so slowly. Achingly, they had been lying in bed for two hours after they had awoken, just content to talk. The conversation had drifted however, to a more…. Taboo subject. ‘I know how you feel…’ he trailed off, kissing her neck, his arms wrapped around her waist. They were laying on their sides, her backs to him. She wasn’t being cold, she was on the verge of breaking. ‘I’ve been...
First TimeAfter picking up her coffee, Meara looked around the crowded café for a seat. Every seat seemed to be filled. After looking further, she noticed a table in the corner where a man about her age sat typing on his laptop, and the seat next to him was vacant. Approaching him, she said, "There are no other available seats; would you mind if I join you?" "No, you're welcome to join me," responded Sam. "Just let me finish recording my thought, here, and I'll put this away." "Don't stop on...