Salvation
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I guess I was no different from any other guy growing up in the bad old ’80’s. Those were the days when greed was good, nice guys came second, and political correctness was yet to be thrust upon us. Life in middle class suburbia was comfortable rather than excessive, but with the increasingly intrusive advertising and an ever growing focus on lifestyle, wealth, and success, it was easy for a young 18 year old guy like me to get a contorted view of the world. My stock standard reading material...
“That was amazing.” He whispered at last. I hummed into his groin. “I can’t believe I let you do it again. Glad I did though.” I let his cock slip from my lips and flop over his balls. “So am I.” He reached between his legs, ruffled my hair and smiled. “You’re addictive, faggot.” “Does that mean I get a fuck next time?” “Maybe.” “You said that the last three times.” I was gagging for Hassan to ram his fat dick up me. Then I’d be able to tell Nev that I’d succeeded in turning...
They had never met yet Dan felt as if he knew her for a lifetime as he had seen her in the same coffee shop day after day. Occasionally their eyes would meet and they would give each other a smile or a nod of the head. But today her eyes never left the paper she was reading and he felt like she was miles away. Dan could not go on with his day unless he saw her tender smile and shiny blue eyes like pearls in the ocean radiant and sparkling in a sea of blue. He noticed that she had not gotten her...
This is my first story. I got off work promptly at 5 o’clock and texted Liv the second I got out to the parking lot. I quickly typed “hey bud, ima go grab and be home by sixish” on my Blackberry before hopping into my Volvo and heading downtown. A friend of a friend had gotten some pineapple kush, and I was so excited by the promise of a hooked up sack for the weekend. Olivia is my best friend in the entire world. She and I are what NBC’s The Today Show reports as “stiletto stoners”....
“Dru, Coach Jan wants all of us in the dressing room. Be sure the last one in locks the door ... and the deadbolt as well,” Bobby said, as he gathered up his clothes and Coach Jan’s and Faith’s clothes too. “Bobby, is there anything wrong?” “No, we’re just going to have a fun meeting in the dressing room ... take some pictures, then we’ll take a shower together.” “Wow, you’re really going to take a shower with us, Bobby Joe?” “Yes, that is if no one objects to me being naked in the shower...
Seven o’clock, the black numbers showed clearly against the silver LED background. Tanner noted the time with a sense of detachment, not concerned or hurried, but with an awareness that his guest would soon arrive. A geisha, Tanner thought while gazing out through the expanse of windows in his penthouse apartment.Tanner rolled the word through his mind again, sampling its meaning as if he could taste its implications. Would she offer sex? Probably, but there was no guarantee. From what little...
Straight SexPenelope Kay has food delivered, but when she goes out to grab it her front door shuts closed. It seems the battery died on her keyless lock and she has to call someone from her home security company to stop by and take care of it for her. The worst part is she stepped out in her panties and she’s feeling a little cold. Luckily, the security guy offers her his jacket to keep her warm. Once she’s able to get inside again she decides to thank the security guy by jacking him, with her...
xmoviesforyouI awoke slowly as bright light streamed through the open window beside the bed. My wife was away on business for the week but I was not alone. My cock was hard and ready despite the vigorous activity from the night before. I turned onto my back and it jutted skyward tenting the covers as I reached beside me and touched my companion's warm flesh. My right hand slid up the smooth muscular thigh beside me until it reached his hard throbbing cock. I stifled a low moan and wrapped my fingers around...
Joan, 18 years of age and a student at Notaname College, left the library late Friday night after spending the evening doing research for a term paper. She had entered the freeway and traveled about five miles on her way to the apartment she shared with an older sister when the old VW she drove quit running. Joan managed to get it over to the side out of the flow of traffic, got out of the car and was standing in front wondering what to do. Deciding to get off the freeway and find a...
Happy Birthday Honey Bunny By Cheryl Lynn A short sissy story based on an illustration by Daphne by the same title. Davie was a delinquent, disrespectful and more than his widowed mother could handle. Aunt Harriet stepped in and over time tamed his wild and wicked ways. May be downloaded for personal use only and all disclaimers apply. Comments may be sent to [email protected] Happy Birthday Honey Bunny David sat carefully on the lavender satin padded bench seat. His...
This inspection tour was making my head spin. But I gathered that, for the most part, it was all for my private personal, physical protection. Perfect as I realized I had strung together four words starting with the letter’ P,’. This was getting to be phantastic pretentious, preposterously paranoia. And this was the fourth on the list. So, was it some sort of portent, premonition, prognostication, possibly? I best stop before I begin yet again. Besides, my head hurt enough already. Arriving...
My house is the last in the block, in fact, it is the last house of the street. Here the paving stops and the street turns into a dirt road. No wonder then that there is hardly any traffic. From here the dirt road runs along the wheat fields that start just east of my home.Standing in front of the mailbox one could see a mile toward the east, but only about five blocks toward the city. There the street disappeared down towards the river. Today the mailbox had yielded one piece of junk mail,...
Love StoriesIt was a foul-mouthed, drug addicted nightclub comic who said it best. He was the one who summed up the comedic career of Tommy Michaels whose career in show business effectively came to an end on a Friday in November in Dallas, Texas. The dirty-mouthed comic walked on stage two weeks after that horrific day in ’63 and when he did it was the first time he had appeared before a nightclub crowd since that tragic event. Since the innocence of America was taken away by an assassin’s bullet. The...
Hi, This is rocky from Bangalore(Name changed). any girl/women can mail me on Mai aaj aapko meri aur meri mami ki sex ki kahani sunane ja raha hun jo bangalore mein 3 mahine pehle hui. I’m 22 years old fair & smart guy, my mami is 40 years old with big boobs and a big ass. Mai kahin saalon se apni mami ke saath sex karna chahta tha, har baar mai unke boobs dekhne ke prayaas mein rehta, bahut baar maine unki cleavage dekhi hai… Tho apni kahani pe aata hun, ek baar unki saari family unke gaun...
I knelt beside her. "What's wrong." "Go away!" Her words slammed into me like a Mack truck. How many times would I hear a woman that I love tell me that in one day? I bit my lip as I took a deep breath to steady myself. "I understand that you don't like me, but I am still your friend. Tell me please." Randi cried harder. Taking a chance, I rubbed her back. "I'm here." After a few minutes her crying subsided. "Kirk broke up with me." I surprised myself and her when I wrapped...
Little Red Riding Hood promised to obey her mother, but she had no intentions on obeying her mother because she wanted to find out just how big and bad the wolf really is. When Little Red Riding Hood entered the woods, on her way to grandma’s house, the big bad wolf came up to her and conversed with, and wondered what so big and bad about him? He seem like a nice and handsome fellow! She simply just how wicked he was, and was not afraid of him. Simply told him that her Grandmother is sick...
Der unvermeidliche Disclaimer Diese folgende Geschichte ist geistiges Eigentum des Autors der in dieser Community das Pseudonym "Drachenwind" tr?gt und von ihm frei erfunden, ?hnlichkeiten mit real existierenden Personen und/oder Orten sind rein zuf?llig. Es ist ausdr?cklich verboten, diese Storie f?r kommerzielle Zwecke zu nutzen. Finanzielle Vorteile d?rfen mit dieser Storie nicht erwirtschaftet werden. Kurz gesagt, Ver?ffentlichungsverbot f?r alle kostenpflichtigen Foren oder Webs...
Humorit was a pleasant evening when i decided to meet up with my ex-bf for dinner. He fetch me from my office and we couldn't find a parking space when we arrive to the restaurant. So he suggested that we brought it back to his home for dinner. I was a little naive to agreed upon his request. When i arrive to his house, we spent our time in his home-office where he show some of his travel photo to me. Thing are working out fine for us, we chat, we laugh and we share some updates on our life after...
I’m not psychic. I know we’ll sit next to each other because you are being extremely dorky and anal-retentive about just where exactly your seat is as you shuffle down the isle toward me. Maybe you’ve been screwed for over-head cargo space very recently, because you keep looking at your boarding pass, and then counting the seats from where you’re standing, arriving at the empty seat next to me, checking how full the cargo bin above it is, and then looking back down at your boarding pass. I’ve...
In England from time to time, 'crazes' appear amongst teenagers seemingly from nowhere for certain items of clothing or ornamentation, ice blue jeans, winklepicker shoes, Burberry caps for example. The 'crazes' flourish for a few months and then die out. The most recent 'craze' was for tough teenage girls to go round in groups dressed in pink translucent plastic raincoats. Donald found this very exciting, he didn't know why but it stimulated him in ways he had never experienced before....
That night, after fucking like crazy rabbits, Ana confessed she was horny about one of our neighbors; Darryl, a huge black man we had met for years. She admitted she used to spy on him every time he was in his back yard; Ana added she got wet when he was around, showing his muscled torso.My sexy wife purred like a kitten and begged me to bring this man to our marital bed…I knocked at his door and asked him if wanted to fuck my sensual slut wife. He seemed a little bit surprised but he then...
My relationship with a someone with learning disabilities There was a person with learning disabilities in our neighbourhood, a man named Johnny who was 19 years old at the time of this story, while I was a 43 year old divorced woman who lived alone.Although Johnny was suffering from Down syndrome, he was very kind, polite and responsible. Unfortunately, the same can't be said about some of the guys and girls of his age who usually mocked and bullied him, despite having a healthy brain. I...
First TimeTURBULENCE by Geneva Amid the destruction of a society by an Ottoman invasion, a young man is changed by a gypsy's spell. In a web of confusion, trickery, and mistrust she struggles to find herself and her path. This story is the third in a sequence ,"A Spell of Freedom", and "She of the Book", which will lead eventually to "Turkish Delight". It was the lowest ebb of my degradation. I felt, below my bare feet, the warm wood of the auction block, no doubt worn smooth by the...
From the evening of Saturday, Jan. 8, to noon on Wednesday, Jan. 12, Marilyn and Andy hardly left the apartment. They showered together before breakfast. Without dressing, they went back to bed. He would bring her to climax with his mouth until she’d beg for a respite. Then they would drowse together. If the room got warm enough, he’d bring her off with his hand in front of the mirror; then she’d ride him to a mutual conclusion back on the bed. Otherwise, they stayed under the covers hugging...
It's been a little while since the last. I took a break as the self isolation has been a little rough, I hope you are all keeping safe and sane! So, I didn't know where to go and have changed things up a little. Hope you enjoy it! Please do comment :) and happy to hear thoughts and ideas. Sara xx OMG! I'm a Bimbo Slut - Part 9 Lacey, Ruth and Vicki all stood there grinning at the sissy as it was frozen to the spot, they could sense how upset, confused and humiliated it was...
I was sitting at the bar at a local nightclub ,just watching everybody having a good time when I notice a blonde couple at the table closest to me .the bartender hands me a drink and says that the couple bought it for me and invited me to join them at their table . They introduced themselves as Don and Tiffany we talked for a while ,and then Tiffany asked me to dance,I look over to Don and he gives me a nod.We went to the dance floorand danced to a classic rock song when it ended a slow love...
So, I walked home from Carly's house already sort of revved up. Carly had been doing a photo shoot in the spare bedroom she used for a studio. She proffered me the joint she had had dangling out of her mouth when she let me in. Her model stood in front of a big white backdrop. The model, a big handsome blond woman, considerably taller than me, was wearing a short tunic, like a Greek wood nymph. Carly suggested that I pose as the mythological character who saw Diana naked and she turned him...
The weeks went by and it was July almost before they knew it. Lottë was now working very hard. She was finding her own events, going to some quite small ones but coming up with a number of new and possible future major artists and sculptors. She extolled them in her articles and was not averse to approaching masters on their behalf. The Arts Editor was thrilled with her performance. So was the editor. She invited Robin to accompany her to the Tate Modern for an evening showing. He was not...
When I woke up the next morning, Evan was spooned up tightly behind me. My legs were tangled with his and one heavy arm wound around my waist. I snuggled back against him and thought about everything that had happened the day before. I wasn't quite as panicked about our impending trip. Being with Evan had calmed both me and my wolf about what might happen. Surely he wouldn't be sleeping this soundly next to me if he were worried. He certainly had more experience with the Council than I...
Over the next couple of months, Juice and I trained together several times a week. She continued to critique my form and pushed me past boundaries that I never thought possible. As a consequence of my massage sessions, Juice’s stiff back began to loosen up and she was seriously training for the first time in several months. One Thursday evening when I arrived at the gym, passing through the reception area, I saw Juice was finishing a training session with one of her clients.“So, Juice, what are...
Straight SexNicole laid back in her bed thinking about the events that led up to her current situation now diapered in bed. The twenty-four year old girl had never thought she would be forced to regress back so many years for something so simple as needing to pee, but this day had snuck up on her in surprise after surprise.Nicole rolled onto her side as she thought about the teacher in her math class. He had not said anything out of the ordinary, nor had he let on that he had any hidden agenda at the time...
The gym was on my route home. As we had corporate membership, and partly because Jill in the office had nagged me into it, I decided to give it a try. I’d bought some kit- going for the dullest colours possible so as not to draw attention to myself. Besides, day-glo was for poseurs, right? I chose to go as late as possible, partly because I’d worked late at the office, and partly to avoid anyone else from work. Flashing my conspicuously new membership card, I went to the changing rooms and...
The lobby of the hotel is busy. But at 5:30 p.m. on a Friday evening, I should have expected that. Groups of people standing around chatting and laughing, as they wait for reception. Your hand rests at my lower back as you guide me towards the lift. You press the button to call the elevator and pull me closer towards you. Your left hand comes across and I feel you give a light tug my pendant necklace. I look down and realise you are undoing a fourth button on my blouse. My cleavage is even more...
Straight Sexbisexual wife - threesome – fmf – friend - swinging – bikini – facesittingWhoa!When I stepped naked from the bathroom and strode into the living room of our small apartment, as I did every morning, I was shocked to discover that my wife, Brooke, was not the only one sitting on the couch in the living room. Beside her sat her best friend, Nikki, and, wow, was I giving her an eyeful!Besides my slim and somewhat muscular body, I was showing a shrunken four-inch version of my eight-inch long cock...
“Damn, Don’t you look sexy as hell!’ I exclaimed as my wife stepped out of our bedroom. She had spent what seemed like two hours getting ready for a Christmas party and was decked out in a little black dress that left very little to the imagination. The dress barely covered her sweet little ass and her boobs were pushed up on display. The dress was practically backless. She was wearing a pair of tall high heels that even she called stripper shoes. She carried a little black purse about the...
As PC Connors looked into the darkened alley, he caught the glint of light through a frosted window at the end of it. Curious, he walked towards it. He had been on this beat for years and he was sure that this dead end lead to nothing. If there was a business there, he wanted to know about it. He had made a lucrative deal over the last 4 years by taking protection money from local businesses and he knew that letting one go would just encourage the others. As he walked closer, he could see the...
BDSMShe steps out of the shower, everything freshly shaved and clean. She dries herself off and starts to prepare; tonight is the night he comes. First she puts on the outfit that he told her he wanted, complete with no panties, just the way he likes it. She rubs some honeysuckle flavoring on her moist pussy; he will be pleased with this surprise. She then starts to prepare her face. No makeup that would make him unhappy, just the lightest sugary gloss on her lips so they glisten, not too much, as...
Jan finished her embroidery of how she had sex twice on the afternoon of the high school initiation and started the story about Sandy's lesbian encounter with the camp counselor. Bill listened intently, but stopped her to say, "I 'm dying to hear the rest of this, but I think we've been out here too long. Let's go sit in the kitchen. If that movie's over, Nancy may come looking for me and think you and I have been screwing around or something." "I wish we had been fucking. I'm hot...
What the fuck had that been about? Every other time we’d run into pirates, they had wanted to talk first. They weren’t bloodthirsty maniacs just out looking for people to kill. They were trying to get rich by capturing ships, slaves, and loot. They wanted us to surrender so that they wouldn’t take any casualties. If we surrendered instead of fighting, they got our ships and all of us as slaves. Talking us into surrendering was much better than fighting and maybe getting killed. These people...
Friday morning and Jane couldn’t get the fact that Tyler was going out of town with her out of her head. Her pussy was so wet with just the thought of what was going to happen. She lay across the bed, took out her vibrator and started rubbing her soaked pussy with the toy. She thought of Tyler while she started fucking herself with it, making her cum almost instantly. She lay there naked on the bed just thinking about what was to come. She got so relaxed she fell asleep laying across the bed...
Cheating"Very good, princess. It's time to train that pretty mouth of yours", said the man I was serving. I was calling him Daddy, I was crying in front of him and I was dressed like the slut of my dreams, of his dreams. What had happened to me? I was straight this morning, I thought, and now this man who I only know as Daddy' is going to 'train my pretty mouth'? Really? Do I want this? Why is my chastity cage so uncomfortable all of a sudden with my clitty straining it beyond reason? I know...
Nina Marsdale received Eddie and Alyce Frampton at the door of their magnificent home with grace and tact, not revealing for an instant her wild adultery with Eddie. Her restraint was remarkable. She knew that she would get him into bed again before the night was over. She knew also that her husband, Clay would have Alyce. Where it would go from there was anyone's ballgame. They moved easily into the crowded game room and were served drinks by the bartender that Alyce had seen at Nina's...
Rick and Michelle splashed happily in the surf on the small desert island. They were on the first full day of their honeymoon, and had eyes only for each other. They were oblivious to the handful of other people who were scattered up and down the seemingly endless beach, as well to the three men who carefully watched them from the protection of the thick grove of coconut trees that bordered the narrow beach. Rick and Michelle had arrived late the night before after an exhausting trip...
I was in a dark place, as in pitch dark. There was not a single source of light, yet despite the darkness, I could see my own fingers, my own hands, my own body as if it was bright as day. It felt like I've been here before though. It felt familiar, comforting and scary at the same time. What is this place? Just then, I heard a barely perceptible sound of footsteps from behind. I turned around and from afar, a long line of light shone, ending under my foot. It seemed like the light form...
“The condom idea didn’t work,” Lils sighed, in bed later. As usual her naked body was snuggled up to mine and I was gently fondling her. “Not yet,” I had to agree, “but we haven’t lost yet either. And he was looking at your tits at one point.” “And yours too.” “And when we were putting things in the dishwasher...” “Hahaha,” she laughed, “when you bent over he didn’t know what to do! He didn’t want to like be a man and leave it to us to clear away, but he could see your panties and your...
hi again! So I realy enjoyed writing my first story so here's another one realy happened to me!I was 18 at the time. And very Slutty already! I sucked boy's for money at school. Everyone knew what I did but I didn't care. I was called slut and cum whore (I love the taste of cum even then I swallowed everything! Still do!) and worse. But I just got wet when I heard those names.So anyway I wanted to go out it's a Thursday night. I Had to be in school next morning but I went anyway.I showered and...
“Go inside, do as I say, don’t make a sound, and you don’t die. Got it?” Hunter growled into her ear and Paige lifted her hands in compliance. Forcing her inside he pulled a zip tie from his pocket and zipped her hands together. Dropping her bag on the floor Hunter found her bedroom and forced her inside throwing her onto her bed. He looked at her, face down, and admired her ass in her yoga pants and he could see the outline of her underwear through it. He heard her crying into her pillow, and...
this is true story not any bs make up typei was 17 when i experince with black male. i always wonder how would that feel after seeing their pics online and how big they are. I never thought i will have them soon, i was talking to this black guy online for month and he really got me so horny i couldn't say no when he ask me to meet him at his place.when i got their my heart was pounding so hard i can feel it on my throat.first time i meet him he was very very nice personwe sit on his couch he...
My day had been complete shit. I got up as usual, took my shower as the coffee was being made, then sipped it as I went through my morning routine. Styling my hair, makeup, deciding which dress I was going to wear to work, grabbing a banana and heading to my car.And when I turned the key, nothing happened. The radio did not come on, not a click, the battery or something else had given up. Disgusted I went back inside and called for a cab. 20 minutes late I walked into the shop and of course my...
Glory Hole Girl By Linda Laving [email protected] I was sitting across the table from my friend Jenny at lunch one Friday afternoon, and she looked great as usual. Jenny was model material, late twenties, 5'6, maybe 110 pounds with full breasts and a skinny waist, long legs, and topped with long golden blonde hair and blue eyes. The subject of work inevitably came up, and she asked me how I was doing, so I told her I was unemployed ... for obvious reasons. Obvious...
My wife Carol was always a sound sleeper. That allowed me to play out some of my fantasies with her while she slept. Carol had a very erotic and sensual side of her that she suppressed as she feared it would take over and she would become the cock slut that lurked inside. Although she was a great cock sucker, she rarely gave me head – she liked it too much. When she was hot the inner slut would take over and she was a tigress in bed – she would suck my cock as if her life depended upon it. Or,...
She was losing patience for the first time in years. They had been at it for what seemed like hours, yelling, accusing and berating, not caring that their voices bounced off the steel walls and slammed against her head. Spittle flew, eyes bulged, and chairs were abandoned as the couple bounded to their feet in rage. Each word was a sledge hammer that pounded her patience level lower and lower until, finally her eyes saw red. This was Julia’s first case as a mediator, and she was pretty sure it...
When I was allowed downstairs after my shower the next day, Blanche had me accompany her to the downstairs toilet where she had me lick her clean after she had had her pee after coffee. As I gratefully licked the salty golden droplets from her mature folds, having been allowed to watch her piss, she told me with much enthusiasm how she and some of her friends had spent yesterday coaching someone on the finer points of the enjoyment of domination. The woman in question had been a natural and...
Kaci had been talking to Bob on the internet for a couple of months now. He had seen several pictures of her, but she had no idea what Bob looked like – how tall he was, his eye color, or even hair color. Hell, for all she knew, “Bob” could be short for “Bobbette”. She giggled at that thought. Who would name their kid Bobbette? Resolutely, she guided the hood of her red cape back to her head and adjusted it - she’d know him….by instinct – and headed back out to the party. As she made...
Hello everyone.. I like to submit my true story which happened during my c***dhood days..My cousin sister had come for vacation from Vellore. She was 19 at that time and I was 18 just waiting for my results. She was into her second year nursing. Everybody at home went for work and we both were alone spending time with TV. We were very close since c***dhood and used to play a lot of games together as we were of the same age group. Those were enacting cooking with toys, shopkeeper selling,...
The young man that Velda had met on the subway train was called Donald. He had stained her dress with his human seeds that had seeped through his trousers with the amazing force of human creativity. She knew that even if he had planted his seeds deep inside her thirsty vagina it was highly unlikely and perhaps physically impossible for him to impregnate her. After all, she was almost four hundred years old now and her memory had never registered the event of a full-blooded Vampire ever...
Hi mera naam nitin hai .mai kanpur ka rahne waala hoon aaj mai apko ek aur kahani sunane ja raha hu. Ye kahani kishi aur ki nahi mere didi ki hai. Mai waise to kanpur ka rahne wala hu lekin abhi pune me rahta hu. Meri didi mere saath rehti hai.. Mai do room ke ek flate me rahata hu. Aaj mai apne didi ki pahli aisi kahani sunane jaa raha hu jise maine apne aakho se dekha hai. Sabse pahle mai apka parichay apne didi se aur apne makan malik se kara du. Meri didi jinki umar 24 saal ki ek sundar aur...
Prelude: Atonement FLORA The cold metal was soothing on my flesh, the dim light was calming on my eyes. I no longer felt the tortuous need of my sister’s ailment, but only a thrumming desire between my legs. It had been a horrible night, but it had been made bearable by the distraction of conversation. I hadn’t wanted to tell Julia my story, but a few coercing caresses of her fingers had loosened my lips. She’d remained silent as I spilled myself to her, only asking for me to clarify...