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It was Saturday morning when Tobias hastened from the church after yet another meeting with his churchwarden, hoping, at last, to get some free time to compose his Sunday sermon. He was not usually so behind with such duties but his week had been rather overwhelmed by an unasked-for visitor in the shape of his soldier brother’s former mistress, the actress Miss Fifi Fontayne.The anxiety of trying to get rid of her before she caused a scandal, plus the fact that she regarded him as some sort of...
Historical"No!" Miss Harcourt cried, "For gods sake No!" as I levelled Mr Cambridge's antique duelling pistol to aim not at Mr Simon Harcourt's head but instead the imaginary spot eight inches above his head whereby the ball would drill a third hole in direct line with his eye sockets. "Why should I spare him?" I demanded, "He has wounded me with his tongue and now his piece." "He, he is young and foolish," she shouted, "And noble in defending my honour!" I held the piece...
Tobias’ calmly determined mindset got him through the days that followed. He tried not to expend any more time or worry on the Lucy situation. He scolded himself that he had wasted more than enough energy over the past weeks moping and agonising over whether or not she had rejected his suit. His refreshing night with his good friend Meg had soothed his nerves (as well as other bodily parts). Also, given that she had promised to try to...
HistoricalTobias started the Sabbath day in a buoyant mood. When in church, old Mr Hodges woke up from an apparently vivid dream in the middle of the sermon, no doubt recalling some ancient wrongdoing. He yelled loudly when Tobias was in full flow about turning the other cheek, “I’ll get ye for this if it’s the last thing I do, ye rotten bastards!” Even this slightly awkward interruption did not disturb Tobias’s sense of inner well-being.After all, he had virtually plighted his troth to the lovely Lucy...
HistoricalTobias departed from Meg’s little cottage at a more advanced hour than he had anticipated, leaving the luscious Betty sated (at least temporarily) and still a-bed. Aware of the approaching dusk, he hurried towards the main thoroughfare of the town, hastily tucking in his shirttails as he went. Thankfully he met no one he knew who might question why a vicar from another parish might be loitering so late about the street en deshabille.As he reached the coaching inn, he was fortunate enough to...
HistoricalTobias sat back on his rather uncomfortable wooden settle in his dusty drawing room, a glass of his father’s best brandy in his hand and gave a contented sigh. A couple of bottles of the fine liqueur had been surreptitiously slipped to him by his papa as a parting gift. He mused that it was very pleasant to be back in his vicarage, having assisted with the harvest at his parental home for a couple of weeks.A change certainly had been as good as a rest. After a season of constant preparation for...
HistoricalThe Reverend Tobias Whitmore was surprised. As he sat in the gently jolting coach, he realised that he was actually looking forward to a springtime social afternoon in the gardens of his mother’s cousin’s husband, a Canon of the Church of England. This was an unexpected emotion, where mortal terror might have been more appropriate, due to the presence of his beady-eyed mama who wanted him to marry profitably and several young ingenues eager for a ring on their finger.It had been a bleak winter...
HistoricalThe Reverend Tobias Whitmore let out a heartfelt sigh. Having taken over the parish of St Margaret’s in the prosperous market town of Stratton-over-Wye a year previously, he ought to be happy with his lot, he reasoned to himself.He had been welcomed as a new broom (not altogether unexpectedly, since the previous incumbent had been so elderly, his actual death made little difference to his activities) and had rather disconcerted himself by his own efficiency. He had tailored his sermons to his...
HistoricalA big 'Thank You' to WanderingScot for editing this story and making it a much better read... Where do I start? Two days before Christmas and here I am sitting in a bar wondering where I had gone wrong. My wife Sue and I had a hell of an argument. All because I read adult stories on the computer. It all started a few years ago when I started reading erotic stories on line. After seven plus years of marriage the sex wasn't happening as often as I liked. So after fifteen thousand arguments...
"Begin!", snapped the Armsmaster. Pagan spun, drew, flicked the thumb-safety off, fired six rounds, safed the pistol, reholstered - in one continuous, uninterrupted, motion - and announced, "Clear!" The Armsmaster pressed the button, to retrieve the targets, and glanced down at the stopwatch in his hand. "It's unreal, ' the old warrior thought, 'he's beaten every record in the books - including his own previous ones. Those shots were so close together, I'd have thought they came...
This is my story of how I came about being a erotic story reader. This is a true story and experience, so please bear with me; it is also my first time writing on this topic. A few years back when I was still in college I started working a few hours each night part time in a call survey center. In the service center that I worked there were 4 or 5 floors with endless rows of cubicles. One night while on break, a few of us were talking about passing the time at work and a fellow co-worker...
MasturbationCallie wrote the check to pay for four rooms and tore it out of her checkbook before handing it to the woman behind the check-in counter. The woman looked at the check for a moment, but didn't say any words of thank you. She just pulled her receipt book forward and wrote the receipt, which she handed over without comment. Callie remembered the sour-faced woman from more than forty years of visits, particularly when Callie and the woman had been much younger. The woman had been a sour-faced...
Choose your own CD Bondage Adventure 1 You've thought and thought about it a lot, you've fantasized about nearly every aspect of what could or would happen, you've masturbated to so many climaxes as the images of your Mistress or the stories of her adventures spurs you on. It's late on a Friday night, and what a week at work... TGIF was never so true and it feels so good to be back home and relaxing by the 'puter surfing your favorite porn sites. After quickly scanning...
Welcome Reader! You are at the beginning of a sexual adventure where you get to choose the direction of the story. That’s right, you control the actions of the story. Start on page one (below) and begin reading until presented with your first set of options. Continue reading by clicking on the links to the indicated pages based on your choices. Warning: Do not read straight through from Page 01 to 24. Because all pages will be publicly available, each page will have a disclaimer at the top to...
My next-door neighbour was hot. She was a thirty-something single woman and man she had the body of a goddess. If she was the one I could lose my virginity to, I’d die happy. I was a single, virgin 18-year-old boy and she was all woman with curves to kill for. That day, she saw me watching her, so she smiled and waved at me. I returned her acknowledgement and decided that now is the time. After 5 years, I am writing my experience of how I had lost virginity to a woman anyone can die for. I rang...
VirginPamper Parlour Mum: Pushy & Proud By DebWeb. "Mum please stop this and let me go play with my friends." "Stop complaining, you know I have a reputation to uphold as the owner of a new beauty salon business. We have to look immaculate at all times. It impresses the customers and attracts new ones." "But mum..." "No buts just sit still while I fix your hair." I knew when my mother would not budge and this was one of those moments. I had planned on a nice day playing with my...
HumorNOTE: THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION AND IS NOT BASED ON ANY TRUE EVENTS. THE CHARACTERS, EVENTS, AND SITUATIONS ARE ENTIRELY FICTION AND ARE NOT BASED ON ANY TRUE OCCURRENCES OR REAL PEOPLE. I SIMPLY WROTE THIS FOR FUN, AS A RESPONSE TO A BLOG THREAD. I DECIDED TO WRITE A FULL ON STORY RATHER THAN JUST ANSWER WITH A PLAIN BORING RESPONSE. This story was written based on a picture of 2 extremely cute girls I stumbled across. The blog post was asking: if you could only choose one of these 2,...
Story for cuckman about his slut of a wife.Women enjoy sex. Now what we are taught to expect is a woman loves sex with her husband only. More and more women are cheating on their hubbies because they simply want more. Fran is one exceptional case. She enjoys fucking so much she gave up a 9 to 5 safe secure job to work in the sex industry in a “massage” parlour. She is also of the breed that doesn’t want her men to use condoms. She wants to feel the warmth of their meaty cocks inside her and the...
You may want to read about my first date with Courtney but it certainly isn't required reading. Courtney and I dated for only 3 or 4 months. It turned out that since we didn’t really have that much in common and came from completely different backgrounds that we weren’t as compatible as I had hoped. Don’t get me wrong, when we were between the sheets, life couldn’t get any better. Once we had out clothes on, we had little in common and it was like the pink elephant in the room. At least it was...
Straight Sex"Damn it, John, do you really have to be a walking, talking, driving cliché? The road isn't even paved anymore ... where the hell are we?" John had known the silence was drawing to an end. Historically, his sister could only hold her tongue for so long and, once she'd crossed her arms over her ample chest, he'd known the quiet would soon be interrupted. He clasped the steering wheel tighter. "We're not lost--just a little turned around. We'll hit a town soon." "Yeah, well, you'd...
There has always been something which fascinated me about life - what if we had the choice of lives? What if we got to pick the parameters of our existence on earth? What would we choose? From that deep philosophical musing, this story emerged. Permission is given for any free archive site to archive the story. Comments may be directed to: [email protected] And now, on with the story... ************** To Choose a Life... by Elrod W. Dr. Williams stretched out his...
She was my 8th grade teacher. She was tall, a few pounds overweight, always dressed in skirts or dresses, and wore her makeup as if she was going out on the town. I loved her in 8th grade, and now, as a 18 year old college student and the PE teacher at the same grade school, I loved her even more. She and her lawyer husband, Kenny, knew how cash strapped I was so they were constantly giving me odd jobs around the house, at his law office, or house sitting to make ends meet. I...
Des fois il y a des journées comme ça qui sont faites pour mal se passer… On ne sait pas pourquoi mais cela arrive. Est-ce à cause des astres? Ou bien de ce qu'on appelle le destin? Ou pour les plus superstitieux d'entre nous, est-ce à cause d'un sortilège ou d'une malédiction? Personne ne peut le dire… Ce qui est sûr c'est que quand une journée est partie pour mal tourner, c'est difficile de changer cela! Nous avons justement rendez-vous avec une jeune fille qui va connaître une telle journée....
The Breadwinner By Margaret Jeanette Mike Strong downed his third beer. He said to Jake Timm, "They made Sharon West a supervisor. She whored her way into that job. She gave her ass for it, always coming on to all the bosses. That job should have been mine." Jake agreed with him, but Jake knew Mike's aggressive attitude was so strong that the company deliberately overlooked him. Mike was known for having a temper and not backing down. Mike left the bar and headed home. His...
About ten minutes later, after donning his skeleton costume, Jim followed Trina to the dungeon. With his cock hanging limply out of the costume, Jim entered the dungeon. Jim observed that Melissa was eagerly slurping away at Courtney's pussy. Courtney was moaning and writhing on the exam table to which she was secured. Jim turned to Cindy. "Cindy, my pet, come and suck me hard." In less than a minute, Cindy had his nine inch projectile ready to launch. Jim started the portable cameras,...
Courtesan versus Escort Yes, it is important to know the difference to determine which best fits your desire, needs and style. Alternatively it is important to know which type of client you would be. Then and only then we can create the best possible outcome of our randez-vous for an unforgettable peak experience that you perhaps are seeking whether for a day or a lifetime.Different men are looking for different things and there is much confusion around about many terms improperly used in the...
As I got home I heard chatting, from across the street and noticed my opposite neighbour was out on her balcony having lunch with a friend about the same age. I'd sometimes seen her coming and going, a woman a couple of years older than me, maybe late thirties, quite attractive and certainly with a body that looked younger and fitter than that. I'd often looked down from my 3rd floor window into her 2nd floor flat and wondered if I'd catch a glimpse of her in her undies or naked but sadly...
Choose your own CD Bondage Adventure 2 (((** Quick note from author ? As an FYI and to answer some questions brought up in the reviews... If this truly goes the direction I see it, there will be more than one option... I realize as it stands now, there?s not really much choice for a "Choose your own" but... I see it as being a rather large work with many options. Instead of just "stop or continue" I foresee it with options that lead to other parts. For example: "If you decide to...
Moms Choose Jif The day started off as every other day would, by having to hit the snooze a couple of times before getting out of bed. I was finally able to drag myself out of bed and started get ready for work. As I do every morning, I flipped on the local news channel. I usually don't really pay too much attention to it unless something catches my eye, maybe weather or traffic. Then came the commercial that changed my life. I remember sitting there on the edge of the bed. I...
Humor"Ow! Ow! Ow!" I screamed. I'd fallen flat on my face on a very hard floor. One arm was crumpled under me and the other was behind my back where Lisa had fallen on top of me. "Fuck!" Lisa yelled. She rolled off me and started a methodical check of my body. "Do you have feeling in your hands?" "Fuck, yes," I cried. "And my nose and my shoulders. I think my nose is broken, though." "Oh, crap! I'm sorry, Linc. They took your chair. Who the hell dumps a man out of a wheelchair?"...
Sawhorse – I awoke this morning like any other day. Little did I know what was in store for me. I made breakfast and helped Christie get the kids ready. When I got out of the shower I was brushing my teeth when my sexy wife came up behind me and removed my towel. Her gentle hands traveled to my backside, feeling me up and quickly I responded, my long shaft started to get hard. I couldn’t help myself and felt my rear sway in time to her gentle touch. ?Ooh, shake it for me...
Mike found himself caught between the proverbial rock and a hard place. The 'woman' on his lap was comatose from emotional strain. She was total dead weight and Mike was unable to lift her. His wife was passed out on the floor and he knew if he didn't go to her there would hell to pay. Mike realized that to someone just walking into the room, it would be a very compromising tableau. It wasn't and he needed to put things back to a normal appearance. He did the only thing he...
Earlier this year, I wrote my first attempt at erotic romantic fiction here on XNXX called 'Loving Courtney' The story, which became a series thanks to the votes and comments from you, Kind Readers, was seemingly well received. Now I would like to relate all the facts that brought the series to life and to give all of you some insight as to why the tale was written. Also, there will be a new series coming soon that my female readers should like. I will explain as we go forward. I met...
I will begin with explaining that there is nothing extraordinary about me. I was born into a modestly wealthy family of a reasonable social class. Having lost my parents rather early in life, I was shipped off to my grandmother’s where an army of servants and sycophants could ensure my proper education. In person, I am a tall woman with a dark look about me that has always ensued comparisons to gypsies or the fey. I am somewhat statuesque and have always maintained a wardrobe of jewel tones...
Seymour & Sarah By Alice Barry "Oy vey, Seymour what have you done to yourself?" said my mother as she entered my apartment unannounced. I knew I should have never given her a key for emergencies. "Whatever are you doing here Mother? Haven't I told you to call before dropping in?" "Don't blame me young man, what in God's name are you doing in a dress? And why is lipstick smeared around your face?" "Mama, I did not want you to find out like this. This is who I am...
Smoke billowed forth from the untold depths of the bottle, oddly smelling of sex, technology, and nature. Inhaling sharply, you are overcome by the powerful, almost contradicting smells, when you hear an ominous voice, sometimes feminine, sometimes masculine, always enticing, coming from the depths of the mist. "You have released me from that accursed container. In return I offer you a choice, three small wishes or one big wish. Before you choose, know this; you cannot take it back, for in...
Mind ControlTo back into the swing of things, Audra was taken on her first patrol. She has several soldiers accompanying her, including Kate. Unlike Gunnar’s recon patrols where he often went solo, this is a patrol of the surrounding area. The group is led by Major Zola, a stern woman who has been with the group and General Eisley since the beginning. She is in her early forties and still retains a lot of her beauty despite the peppering of grey in her chestnut colored hair. “This patrol is routine,”...
It was a sunday morning.. I just got up and was having a strong morning wood in my boxers. My parents were not home so i wasn’t worried about anyone seeing me like this. I logged in to check for any new emails. To my surprise there was a female reader who was very pleased by my previous stories… Her name was supriya and Coincidentally we lived in the same city. Just some 20 kilometers away. We started talking a lot.. Exchanged our numbers… To my surprise she was a married woman! We...
Despite our fear of what the rumour mill could do to us, it took our friends just a few days to defuse the situation, and by the time exams rolled around, it was almost a forgotten issue. Our secret was still relatively safe, although the number of people that knew about it had doubled. But because we shared similar backgrounds, that first meeting Beckie Sommers suggested became the foundation of strong friendships that have lasted several decades. It was the week before Christmas, and we...
The months seem to pass quickly for Audra. The intelligence that she had collected from the rebel leader, Leah, had proved useful. Many raids were conducted and slowly the Scourge’s breeding ranks overflowed. She had also gained the trust of the queen, yet she still hadn’t been made a stalker. She was told that she was, but Audra couldn’t do that which Saige or any of the other stalkers could—control a red fungus skin of her own. The only thing she seemed able to do is control the chasers and...
New Years came and went with out notice. A week or so later, Jim gathered Trina, Cindy, and Melissa in Cindy's quarters in the early evening. Jim gave all his pets gift wrapped boxes. The girls excitedly tore into the wrapping paper and threw the box tops aside. Then they saw the new clothes. Jim's pets weren't all that happy with the clothes. They said they had become comfortable being nude and didn't really need clothes. Jim just smiled at the girls. He then pointed something out to...
Several days since her betrayal to her fellow humans, Audra is awakened to noise. Not needing to don on any clothing, she leaves the small room she had been given for her loyalty. Rather than being turned into a breeder, she was told she was going to be made a stalker like Saige. Of course, that all still depended on the accuracy of the information she had provided. Once outside, she notices the bustle of guardians, stalkers and chasers. The queen isn’t taking any chances. Audra assumes that...
For the sake of the tourism By RotnebSynopsis: Susan would like to help her father and the town with a special tourist attraction that will get more tourists to town. Although she is warned she would not understand the full implications to play witch. Susan and four other young naked girls end up as witches at the stake in the beautiful midsummer night. The story is only fantasy.A tourist attractionThe city was a trading centre for the large local country. But the city was also the city you...
Crystal and I stayed three extra days with the Binfords so we could have some more sexual playtime with our new friends. We each enjoyed the role of 'instructor.' Fortunately, they had no other guests at the inn while we were there, so our 'lessons' were conducted freely in all parts of the inn. When we left, they were different people for the better – more aware of each other, more knowledgeable about pleasuring each other sexually, and more in love. We promised to keep in touch. During...
I spent the remainder of the night in the parking lot of a suburban shopping mall. I didn't get much rest. I was much too upset to sleep. I had a membership at the local YMCA. They opened at 6:00 AM. As soon the sun came up I drove over there and took a shower. After I cleaned up I walked across the street to the Tip Top Cafe and ordered a ranch breakfast. By the time I was finished eating it was 7:30. I needed to call my buddy Albie Porter so I turned on my cell phone. I'd switched it off as I...
CuckoldIt was typical lazy afternoon and I was lounging on my couch trying to jack myself off. I was fantasising about my neighbour, but I didn’t know if he was into fucking shemales. I was a shemale, with a great set of boobs and a dick. And then the bell rang. There he was, the star of my fantasies – Matt. He wasn’t what you would call a jock, but definitely athletic. He smiled at me and asked to use my phone. I couldn’t hear what excuse he gave but my eyes were focused on his mouth. I asked him to...
ShemaleHello, everyone. I’m “AN”, Bangalorean residing in Mumbai 6 feet tall, little extra kilos having a 7-inch fat tool down there.I’m an avid reader of ISS stories since 3 years and I have read quite a few Intriguing stories which had my man leaking White gold.So here I’m trying to write one such story.Hope it touches u women right in ur pleasure points. It’s been a couple of years since I moved to Mumbai and decided to be an Introvert.This is when I became an regular ISS reader. I met my Sexual...
The job transfer from the remote mine to the city was welcome but the search for a suitable unit was more frustrating and took a couple of weeks. Eventually I found a comfortable two-bedroom unit at the rear of a block of four not too far from town. On a Monday morning I acquired the keys from the agent and arrived an hour later with a professional cleaning crew. It took most of the day to clean the place, except for the carpets that they were going to steam clean next day. In the late...
Wearing dark sunglasses, a knee high blue colored dress and a handbag in my hand, I stepped out of my car. A couple of young guys, who were standing a few feet away from my car, looked at my deep cleavage. I was thirty-seven years old. I had blonde hair, blue eyes, and I managed to have a quite fit body. My breasts were 34D size, and I loved playing with my boobs every time I masturbated. I was married, but still I had to fuck myself with my toys and fingers. My husband was good at sex, but he...
HardcoreThis is my story of how I came about being a erotic story reader. This is a true story and experience, so please bear with me, it is also my first time writing on this topic. A few years back when I was still in college I started working a few hours each night part time in a call survey center. In the service center that I worked there were 4 or 5 floors with endless rows of cubicles. One night while on break, a few of us were talking about passing the time at work and a fellow co-worker...
THE BREADWINNER Geoff and Lucy Baines were the embodiment of the expression; 'opposites attract', married at only nineteen she was a tall woman, he short. While she had all the confidence of 'old' money, he had the reticence of a man who had entered a world that was unfamiliar to him. He had lost his father when very young and his mother very close to his eighteenth birthday. Lucy, after three years of proving her worth to her father, had taken over the family business,...
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"Close your eyes, concentrate on the rose. Look at each individual petal, how they curl out to form the flower, how they overlap each other. Think of how the stem attaches to the rose, the leaves angle out from the stem and the thorns attach. Now with that picture firmly in place sprinkle a few rose petals in front of you and push with your mind. Push the picture from your mind into the hand that held the petals." "Now open your eyes and look at your rose." said Master Clarisse. As she...
The soft feel and unforgettable taste of another woman’s sweet lips on my mouth, now that’s something I absolutely cannot get enough of. My name is Afaf Ahmed, and I’m a young Muslim woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Melbourne, Australia. I was born in the City of Dammam, eastern province of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. My passport says Saudi Arabian but as an educated woman, I consider myself a citizen of the world. Aren’t we all human at the end of the day? My parents, Ali...
Welcome to Choose Your Own Smut. This story is going to be modeled like a choose your own adventure book, but instead of adventure, you'll find smut. Lots of smut. Enjoy.
Standing on the hill looking down at the army, I was amazed at how far we had come in just a year. From a few thousand men to legions flying banners. We had fought hard and won. Men seemed to flock to the winners it seemed. Especially if the winning army was fighting for something they believed in. But tomorrow's battle would be the culmination of a dream for many of these men if Odin granted us victory. Yet it will not be easy. Just a few leagues away the scouts had reported 20 legions of...
L'amour de deux femmes By Jessie For those who wanted to hear more detail about my feminine adventures I have decided to tell you about my first feminine sexual encounter. I really hope you enjoy it, please let me know if you do! (Yes, I have embellished it a bit, well, a lot! But some of it really did happen... have a fun read!) As some of you will already know I sometimes crossdressed with my mother's friends Helen and Madeline. (See 'Delicious Adventure') After my first...
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