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Wealthy lesbian woman befriends and helps a homeless woman. They called her the cat woman, albeit she only had three cats. Maybe, they called her cat woman because she fed stray cats and a cat or two always lingered by her back doorstep meowing for her attention and affection, hoping for some food, too. Her name was Jenna Charles. Ever since her long-time lover and companion, Ruth Charles, died of breast cancer three years ago, she lived alone on Beacon Street, near the corner of Charles...
Author Note: On June 21st I lost a close friend. She was a pre-op transsexual working through several tough personal issues. One of these involved a desire to be dominated by a stern mistress. I originally wrote Jamie?s Mistress as a comment on what I thought was a certain pattern of self-destructive behavior involving this fantasy mistress. When I learned of her death, my first feeling was one of guilt because I thought I should have done more. I had the task of going through her...
The Legacy by Sarah Miller The erie bluish white light flickered across the walls, the thunder cracking and booming through the house. Sheets of water pounding on the roof provided the background music. This was just great. I come home from work to be greeted by another load of crap from Janice, and now we had a 45 mile drive through what appeared to be the lightening storm of the century. It was the first Friday of the month and, as usual, we were on the way to my maternal...
The Legacy By The Professor The day all my dreams came crashing down, I didn't even know it - not right away, anyhow. It was just one of those things that went from bad to worse to... Well, let's just say there was no way I could have ever guessed where things would lead. We were playing the Bellevue West Thunderbirds - we being the Westside Warriors. Both teams were undefeated, and the Omaha World Herald had us both listed in the top five teams in...
Introduction: I learn some more of this man named Jack and the people he flies with in the Army reserves. The Story of Ann Chapter 9 Becoming One with Jacks Group Patty, George, Jack and I had another round of sex before Jack and I dressed and went to our own room. I was a little unsure of the nights events. I had enjoyed myself with Patty and with George however her words of I love you Jack, were still on my mind. Jack and I took off our clothes once more and climbed into bed. I cuddled up...
Miss Jacks.I was at the time in the care of my aunt Muriel had been for some time my parents having been killed in a car crash. She was a high powered business woman, never really knew what she did, Now and then she traveled to different parts of the country. Always first class on these occasions she would take me along.I had just turned 18 and still wore my monkseaten grammar school uniform. I liked to wear it because as a senior along with the dark red school blazer with the gold black...
What doctors assessments I almost shouted. Mine and three others you were assessed according to your written / verbal statements last but not least. Those vile lewd pictures lewd writings you gave to me/ Miss Jacks sealed your fate. Your aunt was physically sick when she was shown them. Told of your behavior including breaking into Miss Jacks hotel room playing with her underwear. I never signed anything I said.Yes you did said Margaret, after my interview with you .If I remember correctly...
My Family's Legacy By Jennifer Allison For the first thirteen years of my life I lived the normal life of a boy of a middle class family. Except my family had one very strange quirk. The men in my family would have a men's-only outing at least once a month. You could count on them being at these outings for every three day weekend. My Dad would disappear for these weekends by himself until my seventeen-year-old brother John reached his thirteenth birthday. After that, John...
LEGACY By Jenny North "Whatcha reading?" I asked, seeing my wife's smile as she sat on the couch, thumbing through a book. She held it up and as I saw the cover, my heart sank. My high school yearbook. "I hid that," I told her. "Poorly! So I knew it was juicy. And with your reunion coming up..." "Which I will not be attending." "Aww," she pouted. "Do I embarrass you...Tinker Bell?" she beamed, holding up the page with pictures from the Halloween dance. Ugh, I'd really...
My only explanation at the time was that some god or spirit had it in for me. I thought I was doing well, working as an inventory control geek for the local John Deere dealer in Hutchinson, Minnesota--due west of Minneapolis-St.Paul... I was blind-sided by a big, fat envelope that I had to sign for before they'd let me have it. Somehow some fool had left me a legacy of a big farm in western Minnesota--two sections, or two square miles. What I found odd was, it had lain fallow since close to...
2002 "It was 1960, but I can remember as if it were yesterday." Phillimore puffed at his pipe, but it had gone out. Another match flared and he held it to the bowl, sucking and gurgling interminably until a satisfying billow of smoke finally rose fragrantly past the rows of rusty leather books to the yellowed ceiling. "1960. Arthur Saxby sent for me in his office. I was a junior in the Company then, and of course, all I could think was 'what have I done wrong this time?' But it seemed I...
PART FOUR. However in fetish circles she is known as strap on Sam ,as she has a penchant for using a strap on, apart from, thrashing whipping naughty girls / boys. She loves young collage boys, her specialities are young collage girls / sissy boys. In your case it will be a straight out sexual correction. She has asked that she take you straight out. But Miss Jacks and my self have decided that you be attended to softened up before she starts. Lady Samantha., has agreed to this but it...
Miss Jacks Part 3.It had only been a month since my encounter at Harrogate ,where I had been taken to a rural farmhouse and had been wanked and sucked off by two women .Namely Miss Jacks and a doctor Margaret. A plain clothes police woman had watched, sitting in a chair legs crossed with her skirt up high exposing her suspenders and stocking tops.I just could not get the experience out of my mind, the smell of the women and their perfume. Try as I did I could not shake it off. I was jacking...
Jacks mum part 2 ....So that was the routine ,jacks mum would come home form work she would sit on that stall drink her coffee and ever time Jack wasn't looking she would flash her panties to me. blue tight ones,big white ones little red ones .all types .We was having one of the hottest summer's ever , jacks mum would say things like "its so hot I'm dripping" I knew what she meant and could not wait for her to goto the bathroom and take off them wet panties for me to wank over and load them up...
Introduction: There is a lot of build up and establishing of relationships in this story, to fully understand the relationship be sure to read parts 1 and 2. The sex will be coming soon. Thanks for reading! And for those of you who recognized the names and scenerio, the back story is based on Four Brothers Toward the end of the week, I was in the kitchen helping out with some dishes when Bobby came down the stairs. Kellie, come here a second. He called. I finished rinsing off the plate and...
Finally, the long awaited day arrived. Lee was separated from active duty with the U S Marine Corps. He elected to take cash in lieu of a ticket home. Lee found he could pocket some serious change if he took mileage then purchased a bus ticket home instead of letting the government buy him an airline ticket. When Lee's bus arrived in his home town he watched the streets and buildings pass slowly by as it approached the bus terminal. For some reason he had not taken any leave time to go home...
Introduction: There is a lot of build up and establishing of relationships in this story. The sex does not come until a later part. I climbed up to the window as I had done countless times, though not for a few years. Being that the window was on the second story, it had its complications, but luckily for me this particular window looked out on the roof of the patio in the back. Jacks form came into the room, and he slid the door shut behind him. Within a second, his shirt was off, and he was...
PART SEVEN FINALEven though I was now broken, thrashing around like a fish out of water. I was still fucked relentlessly .During which injections were administered frequently, actually keeping me hard, forcing me to discharge was now in a demented state frequently passing out. It seemed to me as if I was flouting in a dream.Someone was shaking me. In a daze I could hear my aunts voice .Wake up get dressed room service is on its way we check out today had you forgotten now hurry up.Ok, I...
I had to move in to live with my uncles family. My family had shifted to another country and couldn't afford for my studies there, i so stayed back lived with my uncle. My uncle, Jack was not rich either, he was in so many financial problems. He was a 6ft tall had a typical bear body. He didnt work, my aunt worked to support the family. I was alone at home mostly with Jack and his kids, Nat and Jim. He used to stay in his underwear drinking beers. My aunt, Sasha would often fight him for...
Centuries ago our world was visited by an advanced race of aliens, explores on a cosmic journey of discovery. These strange visitors found earth and its primitive inhabitants fascinating so much so that they spent many years living amongst us, studying us,helping us, guiding our development. If you are wondering why your history books never mentioned the time Copernicus got the idea for a heliocentric model of the universe from an alien slug creature it's probably because these particular alien...
The Miracle Legacy By Morpheus There was a faint humming that filled the air from the small room's air conditioning, as well as the many whispers. I frowned, stretching in my chair and glancing around me impatiently. There were 9 other people in the room, waiting just as I was and all of them seemed to be college students too. I yawned, glancing at my watch and wondering when the show was going to start. Or more specifically, when it was going to be over so that I could collect my...
“Inmate 34257-alpha.” The slightly distorted voice roused me from my slumber. “Inmate 34257-alpha, wake up!” I sat up and looked around. In front of my cell, behind the stun-field, waited one of the guards. Their blue-and-white armor was built to hide their identity, from the gender-obscuring hardshell plates protecting them from impacts and energy blasts to the faceless mirror visors and voice modulators built into their helmets. Probably done to prevent retaliation if any one of their...
PART FIVEThey pulled back these screens to reveal the horse. It was low probably about two and a half feet long, narrowing towards its back. At its front just behind the head it was leather padded for victim to lean back from a sitting position to about 45% 60%.The middle was a little wider with indentations for buttocks this area of contraption was slightly humped up ,and had stirrups hung down, then it tapered to wards the back. So that a person on it was laying back against the head...
Early the morning after his sentencing Lee drove to the nearest Marine Corps recruiting office. Within thirty minutes of entering the office he was scheduled for his testing, physical exam and had a tentative departure date pending the outcome of his tests and physical. Well, there was also the background check but the recruiter said his juvie records of disturbing the peace shouldn't matter. To the surprise of the recruiter Lee tested very well. His speaking ability and looks sure were...
The next day passed uneventfully but with Bess feeling much better than she had in years. The morning stiffness and body aches that usually greeted her were gone, a new vitality surged through her she had long forgotten. She met Kate again in front of the inn and like the night before they paid a visit to the blacksmith. They continued this routine another fortnight. Always finding him in the same condition, they slipped in, used him and slipped out. Kate monitored Bess’ progress and was...
Roger's Plight Book 1 - The Beginning An original saga By Constance Grant Copyright (c) 1999 by Constance Grant, Manasquan, NJ This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. This story may be posted only if available to the reader at no charge, unless prior arrangements are entered into with the author. [email protected] This is a spoof guys, so lighten up already! Constance Grant,...
Introduction: Debbie doesnt know it but Sara knows all about Jack and Debbies encounter. Sara wants Debbies cooperation in Jacks rehabilitation. This is a rewrite from previous techniques (Parts 1-3). It seems I got a lot of very, ah, degrading comments asking for better writing of the dialogue sections, better punctuation, quotes, etc. I have revised the entirety of this section to attempt to comply. Constructive comments are greatly appreciated!! Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoy. Part...
Introduction: To fully understand the relationship, please read the previous parts. Jack and Kellie head back home after a night of dancing — and a kiss — was abruptly interrupted. We worked our way back as quickly as we could, his arms around me the entire way. They had never felt better. Within minutes we were back at the Mercer house, brushing snow off of ourselves and each other after kicking off our shoes. He took me upstairs and to the bathroom to look at my elbow, which I had landed on...
“So, how should we do these Stone’s songs?” Phil asked at our rehearsal session. “I think we all know the music, we just need to come up with a pretty awesome arrangement; we don’t want to sound like yet another cheap cover band.” “I had some ideas, if it’s okay for me to make some suggestions,” Allison said. “Of course it is,” Phil said. “Everyone can have a say, there’s no rule that says you can’t participate in the discussion.” “Thanks, Phil, I guess being the newest here, I’m a bit...
May 15, 1992, Glencoe, Illinois “Join me in my study, if you would,” Noel Spurgeon said when we finished our dessert. It had been an interesting evening. Samantha and I had talked for a bit before we’d been summoned to dinner. The meal had been prepared by a chef and was served by a white-coated young man. Again, this was a far cry from Lois at the van Hoeks’ house. What wasn’t a far cry was the fact that I was having dinner with a man who knew I was going to be sleeping with his daughter...
Honolulu Jacks, what can I say about the place? Just imagine fast food fake luau served “family style” and then imagine being at a table full of hungry soccer players! I barely ate anything but wasn’t upset. I spent most of the evening laughing and flirting with Heather. “Can we catch a ride back with you Paula?” Heather asked.“Yeah sure, as long as you don’t mind riding in a piece of shit.” “I’m sure it’s cool.” Heather laughed. “Ok, that’s a piece of...
IncestJames sat upright on his bed, with his legs crossed and hishands holding his head up. He just stared at the small, red notebook that lay in front of him, this mysterious gift that was granted to him. His own name was engraved on the front. It was almost like it was glowing, beckoning him to open it, to control reality even more. His mind was racing, full of thoughts of Amy, Kirsty and the words written inside the book: ‘Kirsty is going to change her mind and ask me to come over to work on the...
SupernaturalI knew it was her by her eyes. I had changed a lot, but she hadn’t. I remembered those eyes.They weren’t the first thing I noticed the first time I saw her. Her breasts, covered yet displayed by a peach scoop-neck pullover, were large enough to need a bra. But the thin cashmere fabric plainly showed the contours of her nipples and the absence of an undergarment.Her eyes matched the dark-chocolate brown of her hair and held a conspiratorial promise. Her demeanor reflected the free rebelliousness...
Masturbation“Sorry, Ma'am.” I replied, putting another slice on the scale, my mind wandering again. Handing the woman her package, I glanced back over at the bakery counter. “He's looking at me again!” I squealed. “Just go talk to him!” Judy urged in her graveled, low-pitched voice, “Life's too short to mess around.” “I can't just go up and start talking to him!” I argued. “Suit yourself... smoke break.” Judy announce, removing her apron and leaving the deli counter. We exchanged...
It has been a little while since my last story was posted here, I have been distracted trying to change my status from ‘single’ to ‘attached’. No luck with that, so I had to write a story to take my mind off my lack of success. Hope you like it. CM Elizabeth Jacobson re-read the letter in her hand. It was from the law firm of Kauffman, Greenbaum and Schwartz inviting her to attend their offices for a meeting with Mr Schwartz at 11:00 am on Thursday next. She had never heard of them and...
I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills. I have to add my thanks to JB for his heads-up on something in this one, he knows what I’m talking about. It seemed to me like I’d known Joe all my life. His family lived next door but one to mine, looking back I’d say Joe and I spent all our spare time together as kids. We didn’t actually go to school together because Joe was American and he was sent to the nearest American school, somewhere in town. Maybe...
+ + + + + Weblink: Nestled in the Berkshires, ‘The Virgin and the Unicorn’ Bed and Breakfast sports some of the most beautiful scenery of the Northeast. As featured in ‘Haunted America’ tours, perhaps as you sip apple cider this Halloween, you will be visited by the couple reputed to haunt the grounds. Local folklore holds that this working farm and manor house was built by Ethan Verence to impress the woman he wanted to make his bride, Corrine Parsons. + + + + + Rowan Knapp was at her...
You wake up a sayin named Gren Bea you hear a voice. "Hay sorry to do this to you but we need help." Gren-"whoa, umm who are you?" "My name is Trunks, what is yours?" Gren-"I uhh, i think my name is Gren Bea but you can just call me Gren, where am I?"
BisexualSweat trickles down your forehead. The thought of your entire future and dreams depending on the contents of the cold piece of paper in between your hands is almost enough to make you not want to look at it. Let me run you guys through the process behind this. The year is 2420 and humans are now capable of doing extraordinary things. After the gruesome, yet quick, war of 2070 countless died bringing humanity from the billions, down to hundreds of millions. The radiation followed by the atomic...
FantasyElizabeth Fairchild frowned as she looked upon herself in the mirror checking her hair as she brushed a few stray locks of her red hair from her face before looking at the dress she wore and frowned. It was a lovely dress fitting of a proper lady but a proper lady was not a word that most of the people who knew her would use to describe Liz. Elizabeth had never much cared for the title of princess. It was more of an honorary title then anything as she was step daughter of the high Queen Freya...
Non-EroticOur next-door neighbours Jim (gay), Allan (each way) and myself would conspire with Diane to plan out escapades to enable Diane to experience new, daring ways for her to be naked in public. Usually she came up with the concept, and we helped with the execution. There were three occasions in particular that stand out, and I'd like to bring them back to life again here.I am not sure of the exact sequence, but the first one I recount was her posing for a sporting calendar. Jim and Allan had...
ExhibitionismWARNING! This story will feature non-con, forced impregnation, misogyny and some other dark elements. If you are not a fan, then you should turn back right now. Please remember this is just a fantasy, I don't condone rape. For the Lady of Montano, looking good was simply expected of you by your subjects and the other lords and ladies. You are a young woman called Tylin of House Ruthven, the new Lady of Montano. You have a tall, lean figure with fair skin, beautiful, regal face and golden...
FantasyLance Bauer had one thing that made his life worth living. He hated his job. He hated the apartment he lived in. He hated his next door neighbor. She was smoking hot with big tits and a huge ass. He especially hated her kid. An entitled high school brat that was probably going to be as gorgeous and hot as her mom and probably as big a bitch. Lance had a motorcycle. A Yamaha R6 that went fast and handled like a dream. This made all the bullshit in his life tolerable. Knowing...
Chapter 1 I'd always looked up to Willie, but that was nothing unusual in itself. He was two years older than I, and he was my brother. He had just turned thirty two when he started having pains under both his arms and a tightness in his throat. Having never had a real illness before, Willie did his best to ignore things in the hope that the discomfort, whatever it was, would soon go away. Two months passed by, and still the pain under his arms remained, and the throat tightness got...
I shook my head and chuckled as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. The pirate's costume I was wearing was a little garish for my taste. That's what happens when you wait until the last minute to get a Halloween costume. You have to take what's left. I hadn't intended to go to my friend's costume party, but then he talked me into it at the last moment. After I arrived at his party I didn't feel so bad. Some of the costumes being worn were far more outlandish. I usually wasn't the...
I have this Uncle who when I was young was my sisters and my favourite, mostly due to the fact that every time he visited, he would bring a present for us and would perform the most wonder tricks. One birthday, it may be my 9th or 10th, I had invited some of my school friends over for a party when Uncle Harry arrived to do some tricks. What I remember most about that day was he hypnotised some of my quests including my younger sister Beth and made them perform all sorts of silly things; we all...
I'd always been called Kendall. My mother had caught some sort of vicious infection before I was born. It marked and twisted me horribly. What marked me killed her. I was born on Aldrys 3, a farming planet. They couldn't cope with my deformities. I was sent off to one of the core worlds for genetic therapy but the ship I was on somehow was re-routed to Cottman 4, an old, cold planet under a dark red star. There I became a ward of the star base. I didn't speak much. At first I couldn't...
It seemed to me like I'd known Joe all my life. His family lived next door but one to mine; looking back I'd say Joe and I spent all our spare time together as kids. We didn't actually go to school together because Joe was American and he was sent to the nearest American school, somewhere in town. Maybe that's why he never did lose his Yank accent although he spent nearly all his spare time with us Limeys, as he insisted on calling most of us, in jest of course. You know the sort of thing....
“Hahaha!” Zax’s voice rolled as he laughed in jubilation. “Sooner than I anticipated. Good, good!” He was pleasantly surprised, since now he would able to spend a while longer in New Earth before leaving for Ercas Mir. “Let’s see how my Inner Panorama and soul have changed”. He entered his sea of consciousness to have a look. ‘Whoaa! It’s so abundance! So that is the sea of consciousness of a second realm soul!’ Before he even got to his Inner Panorama or soul, Zax was captivated by the...
“Chrissy, are you disappointed?” the interviewer asked. “Disappointed? At what? I’ll be in the first dozen people to set foot on Mars and my team will be the one to establish a permanent base on the Martian surface. Why should I be disappointed? It makes perfect sense from a mission perspective to have the first team conduct surface surveys while we remain in orbit performing analysis of the possible locations. Once we select a suitable site, we’ll land and start the construction phase.” I...
Tashana bounced up and down, her eyes alight with excitement. “Valada must have built a secret bunker under the palace!” “It certainly looks like it,” John agreed, squinting in the direction of the study. “The lift shaft starts from a room concealed within the wall cavity.” “Let’s go!” the Maliri archaeologist exclaimed, turning on her heel to rush to the study. John caught her hand and pulled her back. “Hold on a second. I know you’re excited but we need to be careful; Valada might have...
Chapter Forty – The Third Task Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mmf, mmmf, Mf, mg, anal, cream pie, hp, grope, magic, mc, spank, uniform, voy The Triwizard Tournament was finally coming to an end; Harry and the other Champions had faced numerous challenges throughout the tournament and each of them had made it to the finals relatively unscathed. Harry’s lack...
July, 1983, Chicago, Illinois I woke up early on the First of July, because my body clock was still set to Swedish time. The flight back had been long but uneventful, and I was happy that the businessman in the seat next to me hadn’t wanted to talk. I read, wrote some longhand journal entries, ate, and generally relaxed while the plane zipped over the Atlantic. I’d come home, taken a sauna, eaten a light meal, and gone straight to bed, not bothering to check messages, look at the mail that...
I would have loved to snuggle up with Jack on the ride to school but I had stuff to do and I was in enough trouble already. First off, I got out my Geometry book and did the final problem while chewing mouthfuls of oatmeal. Loads of fun trying to find enough hands to hold a bowl of oatmeal, a spoon, a book, pencil and paper. Having my book bag on the floor between my legs added to the fun. I started reading the chapter we'd been assigned in History next. It was just like Mrs. Jenkins to...
Chapter Thirty-Two – Ancient History Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: ff, Mf, f-mast, ncon, cream pie, hp, grope, magic, spank, unif, voy Hermione Granger was lying on her bed all alone with the Spellbook of Desires under her sheets. She had been reading through a few of the more wicked spells, including one which had something to do with the golden coins she...
Introduction: I would like to say thank you to all of the readers of my first book who posted so many positive comments about it. Your comments helped me continue with Tiffany's story; anytime I got down on it I simply had to look to your comments to get fuel to keep going. If you like this one please feel free to do the same and leave your comments - I appreciate every one of them! Next, I would like to thank Carla Ann for all of her help in editing this book. She has been an...
Hello, My name is Krish from Bangalore. I am good looking and always want love, lust and much more ;) . I am going to write a few sex stories from now on which happened already and might happen in near future hope you guys masturbate a lot :D . I love sex and evening thinking about sex makes me hard. I am not so jolly type and not so gloomy type. This story is regarding how I made a girl who met online on facebook to sleep with me. Here we go.. I usually send random friend request on facebook...
Want to get kinky at Fet Life? Never before have fetishes and kinks been as popular as they are today. I don’t know if it is because the invention of the internet has led to a greater level of transparency and communication when it comes to peoples’ deepest sexual desires or if it is because we are just becoming more open and accepting as a society. Or maybe it is something else altogether. Whatever the reason, more and more people are embracing their kinks, and it is a beautiful thing to...
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