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The Deep and Dark Secret. By Susan Brown It was on Paddington Station in the heart of London that their eyes met across the crowded platform. Susan's heart missed a beat when she saw him glance at his watch and then look up at her. He smiled handsomely; his gleaming white teeth brightened her day and most of the platform. She went wobbly at the knees. He was at least 6-foot tall, wide shouldered, about 29 years old, blond...
A good story will play like a movie in your mind, it takes you places. A book that has a warning label for strong sexual content can make you want to touch yourself.The Internet is a treasure trove of dark, sexual fantasy books. If you can imagine it, you can get it delivered to your front door. My dirty secret is reading books heavy in the BDSM category. The more hardcore the more it makes me spray.As a woman, we go through many different stages in our lives and every woman deals with them...
CheatingZofeya Caldwell and her friend, Aimee Connell sat nervously on the sofa in the living room. To the girls’ left, Zofeya’s adoptive mother, Diane, sat in her leather armchair. Opposite Ms. Caldwell, in the other armchair sat their neighbour, Miss Pauline Manson. The ladies sat there in silence. Aimee, despite her friend’s warning about what was going to happen to the young ladies, sat and hoped that Ms. Caldwell would simply tell her off. Zofeya played nervously with her long dark hair, looking...
SpankingIt was after seven at night when I walked into the dark and empty Charlie Company offices while First Sergeant Rockwell parked the jeep. Of course I knew he was mad, after all it had been patently obvious when he hadn't said a word during the hour long drive back from the field. Not only had he driven the whole way in total silence with his eyes staring straight out through the windscreen, his jaws had been clenched and he had a death grip on the steering wheel which was better than him having...
Rachel had, originally, been wearing leggings with unicorn panties that morning. As she had been making her breakfast, she couldn’t help but think of that unicorn laughing at her desperate attempts at masturbation, and just couldn’t focus. Smiling unicorn HAD to go! She ran to her room and yanked open her closet. Rachel decided on a skirt and a button up white dress shirt. Her skirt was her absolute favorite thing she owned. Rachel began to smile, just at the thought of putting it on....
It was doing the spring of my tenth year of high school, a year after my assault by the three delinquents that stole my innounce. My biggest fears had come true and more of my school mates knew of my sexual assault then I thought. Numerous occasions I was sexually accosted by other male school mates and their associates. Not wanting to be slapped around or beat to a pulp I usually just gave in to what ever they demanded and went about my business. Geoffrey R. was a student that I had known...
Chapter One - NaomiEveryone has dark secrets right? Take Naomi for instance. She’s a bright girl, young, attractive. She’s married to a hardworking man, Buddy. They live in a nice house, on a large ranch, right along the Trinity river in Texas. There’s a horse barn and some cattle. Naomi loves to ride all over their property. Probably the only thing that she doesn’t have is the company of her husband. You see he works in the oilfield and is rarely home. When he does finally make it there, he’s...
Girl Friends Share a Dark SecretSo I'm kind of having my midlife crisis. I'm hornier than I can remember any time in my life and my husband is away at war. I am an attractive woman 5'8" tall with blonde hair, and stay in good shape 36-29-36. I am so hot and horny after 7 months without getting fucked by a man. I love my husband but what's a girl to do? Recently I made a new friend with a woman named Kelly.A few weeks back, Kelly called me out of the blue and asked if we could meet at the local...
Andrew James Wellington III, Esq. - Dead Beat Dad By Sirbosk1 ? sirbosk1 2009This story is a fantasy that contains scenes of Femdom, oral sex, rimming, cream pie eating, humiliation, blackmail, CBT, bondage, spanking, body modifications, and other erotic activities involving adults. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor, (i.e., child) please leave now. This story was written at the request of a sub fem friend of mine who’s husband recently walked out, leaving her...
I've recently seen some pics of some really hot speedo guys hanging out at Lake Powell and it brought back fond memories of the one time I visited. At the time I wrote about it on my blog (AussieSpeedoGuy.org) and I've combined some blog posts for you guys to read about my Lake Powell experience.Hey guys, I am heading to the US for a bucks weekend (AKA - bachelor weekend, I can't believe the number of people who have never heard the term 'Bucks Weekend'). It is a friend of my friend Kip. Kip,...
A few months after my marriage ended, my desire for sex was overwhelming. I’ve always been very sexual person and rarely went without sex for more than a few days in a row. I was in a long-term monogamous marriage that began in my early 20’s and end in my 40’s. When it ended, and I no longer had the sexual outlet, it felt like I lost the part of me that made me a confident and veral man. I had no clue about the dating world and really didn’t want to meet anyone new while my broken heart was...
LIFE OUT OF JOINT by Crazy Baron Chapter 5/7 -- The Life and Times of Miss Cindy Caldwell Synopsis: With a possible rescue on the horizon, Mike does his best to adapt and, while he is at it, even tries to have a little fun. But he has no time to get comfortable; whatever or whoever is responsible for his adventure sees to it that he stays on his toes, and reality itself is becoming an increasingly slippery concept for poor Mr. Caldwell. Is he still himself, living his usual life...
It had only been a couple days since my wild photo session with Bob and his beautiful wife Krystal. It had started out as a glamour photo session (even though I've mostly only done nature stuff as a hobby) and ended up with a three-way. Krystal, shy as I've always known her, really let loose when she had her husband in front of her and me behind, servicing her at both ends, so to speak. Anyway, my phone rang, and I went to answer it. I was surprised to hear her voice on the line since she...
I’ve recently seen some pics of some really hot speedo guys hanging out at Lake Powell and it brought back fond memories of the one time I visited. At the time I wrote about it on my blog (AussieSpeedoGuy.org) and I’ve combined some blog posts for you guys to read about my Lake Powell experience. Hey guys, I am heading to the US for a bucks weekend (AKA - bachelor weekend, I can’t believe the number of people who have never heard the term ‘Bucks Weekend’). It is a friend of my friend Kip. Kip,...
After a days hiking i came back to my hotel to shower and get ready for my evening meal. When walking to the dining room my back started to ache and during the evening it worsened. So no beer that night (well a little one) and early to bed. No hiking was planned for the following day so i had a lie in.Thing is - the lie in seemed to make it worse. The waiter saw me hobbling around at breakfast and asked if i was ok. So i told him the problem. He said 'we see this a lot. If you go for a sauna,...
This work of fiction is being offered to Fictionmania and Crystal's only and may not be used by any other site without the author's approval Mrs. Maxwell By DeeDee Pauca [email protected] One of the neat things about our neighborhood is that there's very little traffic. We're kind of a secluded section in the small town of Grayson - nice homes on big lots with hundreds of trees. And the lack of traffic means you can ride your bicycle right down the middle of the street...
Hey guys, I am heading to the US for a bucks weekend (AKA - bachelor weekend, I can't believe the number of people who have never heard the term 'Bucks Weekend'). It is a friend of my friend Kip. Kip, who I've met a bunch of times and snowboarded with, hottubed with, had lots of crazy sex with when I visit Colorado, was invited to the party and I'm going to be his plus one. It is a gay couple and the guys are renting a couple of huge house boats on Lake Powell. It looks gorgeous and the...
Secretes By Mistress Kay Most nights at the motel are non eventful, But this Friday night was different. JoMarie was at the counter waiting for her friend to get in from Texas. Now JoMarie has a past with him (John ). She can never tell him NO. And this night was no different. JoMarie and John has been playing around with BDSM and they have been taking turns being the top. JoMarie didn’t feel right dominating John but he seamed to enjoy it. JoMarie had gotten herself a Master and over the...
Mr. Harrington was my favorite teacher in high school. He was twenty-three and in just his second year of teaching. He was only six years older than me when I was in his English class. He was the most handsome man, with the most incredible sparkling blue eyes, I had ever seen. I still clearly remember how I used to fantasize about running my fingers through his sandy-blonde hair while I sat in his classroom, staring at him for the entire period. In this fantasy I would kiss his lips as my hands...
TabooMellissa was a freshman and was taking the photography class because it was a requirement for her major. Her boyfriend was also in the class and I always saw them smooching in the hall before class and they always walked in with his hand on her ass. I was jealous of her boyfriend. I wanted Mellissa. Mellissa was a little plump but she was not fat. She was about 5’5”, and I would say about a 150 pounds. She had a beautiful round ass. She had long curly red hair, blue eyes, and few...
(AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}}); It started innocently enough. I shouldn’t even be telling you this. I shouldn’t judge. I can’t not after how all this ended. There is a parallel to everything. This isn’t in this instance a conversation of right and wrong. It’s just what happened. It was not the story I expected to hear when I asked her, what was the hottest thing she experienced sexually when she was growing up? A young girl,...
I am a 20-year-old college boy and live in hyderabad in a colony. In the neighboring house there was a newly married women. She was sexy with a slim body and curvy boobs. She usually stared at me while I passed by in front of her house. Her husband was a businessman and always used to be out of the station. I understood that she was a sexually unsatisfied woman but I could do nothing except stare at her from a safe distance. One evening when I was passing by she ask me for help. I went eagerly...
I am Rohith [name changed] aged 29 years, I am married to Anita [name changed] aged 26 years for last 5 years, ours was love marriage. Let me first describe how I met Anita. Anita was doing her Diploma in Nursing, she was from neighboring locality and I happen to see her daily when she was going to her college. This was our daily routine & was getting infatuated to her looks. I did not have the courage to speak to her as I was working in a small private company and I was not looking like a film...
Wells College and its First Males In real life, Wells College will admit males as students in the fall of 2005. 136 years of tradition will bite the dust. I have no ties to Wells College. This story is a work of pure fiction. No buildings mentioned here exist at Wells College at the time of this writing. No people or animals were hurt in the writing of this tale. Beware of my use of historical characters in slightly different roles. See if you can spot them all. I am side stepping here....
We had several problems to start sorting out the next morning when we met. All of the Wardens – including a somewhat subdued, though still alive Vander – met in the dining room, and I joined them as well. We expected Nathaniel back sometime during the day, but no one wanted to sit around just waiting until that happened. We summarised the issues first: finding the Architect as well as the sentient darkspawn who’d escaped from the Mother’s lair; repelling, and hopefully stopping the darkspawn...
It was a dark night and I stood naked staring out through the Patio doors into the garden. There was nothing to see at this time of night so I just sipped my drink and let my mind wander. I had got up from my lonely bed as I'm not able to sleep much when Chuck's away on business. Only two more days and he'll be home again and what a time we'll have rolling about naked on our big bed. I finished my white wine so I moved to get a refill, then back to my memories. I suppose everybody has some...
I was an exemplary student. Always had, always would. I had managed to remain at top of my class for my entire student career and now that high school was over, I retired undefeated. Most people thought I would go on to college and become some big shot lawyer or doctor, but the truth was I had no idea what my future held. I had always been so focused on my schoolwork that I had never taken the time to get to know myself. And now that the time had finally come to decide what to do with the...
Introduction: A young woman loses her virginity to a cat! —Prologue— I was an exemplary student. Always had, always would. I had managed to remain at top of my class for my entire student career and now that high school was over, I retired undefeated. Most people thought I would go on to college and become some big shot lawyer or doctor, but the truth was I had no idea what my future held. I had always been so focused on my schoolwork that I had never taken the time to get to know myself. And...
Last Entry: Bobbi Sue?s Diary, May 2003 I'm a dud diarist. I've only made nine entries in mine since May 2000. And when I reread what I wrote, I realize that I'm too thick-headed to keep a diary. I mean: I must be the most na?ve girl living in North Texas. It's embarrassing to look at the entries. I should have cottoned on to Jack's big secret long before I did. First Entry: Bobbi Sue?s Diary, May 2000 Jack is my best guy friend, so I wish knew more about him. But he's k...
I was at Best Buy in Greenfield around 10 pm looking at next week's schedule when Taisha Munoz came in to get her paycheck. I looked over at her she was wearing a Puerto Rican flag colored tank top blue jeans and flip flops her finger and toenails painted maroon.”bonita boriqua, from your pretty eyes down to your pretty little toes” I told her. she smiled. “you checkin me out huh?” she asked.How can a man not see a Latina like her and not get a hard on? she came over to me. “dude you work too...
—‘I’m fighting the war against prostate cancer!!’ I can remember hollering that to a family member in an attempt to get them to leave me in peace once, and that’s all I’d say to the prostate’s credit. My doctor claimed it would be both good for me and feel good, but I never bought it. I’ll admit to being a skeptic freely–hell, I still am today in a way. I wasn’t sure it was even all that big a deal for sex, I never got off when I got fucked and I never got off on dildos or butt plugs either. I...
---"I'm fighting the war against prostate cancer!!"I can remember hollering that to a family member in an attempt to get them to leave me in peace once, and that's all I'd say to the prostate's credit. My doctor claimed it would be both good for me and feel good, but I never bought it. I'll admit to being a skeptic freely--hell, I still am today in a way. I wasn't sure it was even all that big a deal for sex; I never got off when I got fucked and I never got off on dildos or butt plugs either....
MasturbationThe Skeptic - by: Mary Beth Sanford Synopsis: Mark is a skeptic. He's always been and it's most likely why he'll someday make an excellent scientist. Helen, on the other hand, is a spiritualist but as firm in her beliefs as Mark is in his. The argument is months old when it comes to a head and all Mark has to do now is put his money where his mouth is or better still put his bottom where the diaper is. Fact From Fiction: What I remember most when I was hypnotized to quit...
The cute-faced, 19-y/o Maureen wasn't just a punk slut. Punk, she most certainly was, with tattoos and a mohawk of dark hair, while she much more rated as the notoriously skankier than skankiest sex-bum her many bangers had ever known – which is redundant to say about the immensely twisted 'ho who absolutely detested nice fucks from nice guys. To put it mildly, Maureen took pride in being a low-down junk-scrap when dicks were stuffed in her slenderly sexy flesh including a chest adorned...
It had taken me a full ten minutes to realise that my girlfriend and I had wandered into a den of lesbian iniquity. It was disguised as a pub come nightclub and was populated by around ninety-nine per cent gay people, not that I minded because I didn’t. I considered myself the one per cent that was not outright gay, but I was considering my options at that time and had dabbled a little with my hands and lips.The pub seemed to be divided into discrete areas. The walkway between the bar and...
HumorThe last time the water bandits had hit Frank Kabrosky and Jose Ferrera's claim, they were unprepared. Five anonymous figures with shiny faceplates, three wicked looking clubs with sharp spikes on the ends, and they had to flee in awkward hopping bounds, to preserve suit integrity, leaving the bandits to transfer six-thousand gallons of water they had toiled the past four months to refine from the unforgiving hard rock extraction mine. There are no guns on the moon. Just five months earlier,...
The days that followed the party, Sara seemed to be almost flirtatious with me. I was sure she knew it was me in the darkroom. I would catch her walking around in her night shirt or bikini. She would have a little extra sway in her hips as she passed by, as if to say “Look at my ass.” I swear she would find things to suck on in front of me jus to tease me with that big smile across her face. Still she didn’t mention anything about it directly. As the days passed her flirtation...
There was a soft tapping on my shoulder. At first I thought it was my wife, then I remembered it was late Monday afternoon and the tapping was coming from someone else. I rolled over; it was Varina Jefferson, wife and part owner of the Antique shop where I’d bought some furniture. She was smiling at me. “Wake up sleepy head,” she whispered, “it’s after 4:00 p.m. My husband will soon be back, and I have to reopen the shop.” I half leapt off the old sofa, “Varina ... I ... we...” “Not now...
See "My Trip to Wellington Sevens" for the first part of this story.Last year I went to the Wellington Sevens rugby tournament. It is a fantastic rugby event where teams from all over the world play a form of rugby with seven players. Very fast and the guys have to be so fit. The tradition for spectators for the two day event is to wear a costume. From say a nurse to a super hero, all great fun and most are reveling clothes. Last year I was invited to a party after the rugby late on the...
Wells College First Males Part Six Nicole gets in a jam and Larry comes to the rescue. Wells College Two Days Later. Bobbie had Nicole in the Security office and they were talking with Kit Carson, President Walker, and Lt. Georgia Custer in the security office. Dr. Walker asked, "Is this for real? Can you be sure of your facts?" Bobbie said, "Yes we can Dr. Walker. Both Georgia and myself interviewed all the injured parties. They confirmed who attacked them. Positive I.D....
Maggie's Secret's Secret This story is purely fiction. No corporations or names represent real people or companies in any way. I appreciate all story reviews to help me become a better writer or, from a purely selfish perspective, make me want to continue writing. If you like the story I've written numerous others that you might want to read. You can search for all my stories by using the 'author search' and typing in the author, 'Want2BaGirl'. I hope you enjoy. Part One -...
Besties A man is struck by his girlfriend's best friend's appearance one day. He becomes obsessed with that vision, and it takes him to unexpected places. As I sat down, I caught a glimpse of her dress in the mirror. It was lilac with a subtle flower pattern on it. The dress was sleeveless, but with a boat neck so it did not show cleavage. It was soft and flowy, landing just above the knee on her (a woman three inches shorter than me). Between the hips and the knee, the...
John felt soft fingers brushing against his leg, the touch gentle and inquisitive as those fingertips explored his muscles. The girl caressing him was hesitant at first, then grew bolder, a second hand joining the first in caressing his thighs. Glancing down he spotted a purple elfin face looking up at him with an expression caught between excitement and arousal. “It’s time to wake up,” Faye whispered, sitting back and letting her hand glide down his leg as she withdrew. He carefully...
Bobbie and Nicole go in deep cover to find their foe. Insertion Time. It was time for Bobbie and Nicole to go to Wells College. Nicole loved Cinnamom Cigars and Bobbie liked the Cohibas. Bobbie admitted Berings worked perfectly for cover. Bobbie liked Scott's and Nicole's thinking on a Spa Fest at the end. A long soak in a hot tub with scented oils and candles sounded great. Relaxing with good tunes, good food, a little wine, and good friends. A great way to spend an afternoon....
The Presidential Secret By Gigi Julianne Langworth is the first woman president of the United States. It all happened very suddenly. It was about two in the morning, local time and 30,000 feet over the Atlantic flying from Paris on Air Force Two when Langworth was awoken from her nap. "Madam Vice-President, uh, we have bad news," whispered the secret service agent, "We just confirmed that President Hunt is dead of heart attack." Julianne's eyes opened in shock. Jason Hunt was a...
Janet ‘Oh my. Oh. Yes, Yes, Yes, work it. Right there, yes.’ He was finally done. He rolled over and was gasping for air like he was in a marathon. ‘You liked it baby?’ Dixon asked. I put on a fake smile. ‘Baby, do you really need to ask?’ Couldn’t he tell by the fucking fake screams? ‘You right baby. I’ll see you in the morning.’ Every time I look at this puta I ask myself why I am with him. I can’t believe I lost my virginity to him those months ago. I went to sleep disgusted....
One night after my wife and I had a bit of a spat, I went to a gay bar in town. I was pissed off and did not want to be around any women. Of course the wife thought I just went to the “a bar” but I wanted a bit more than a ‘cooling off’ beer. Being new to town I was just learning the scene and had passed this small bar with a rainbow flag a number of times on my commute. I decided to check it out. The windows were all coated as to let a little light in, but no one could see inside. I opened the...
Steve's alarm went off at 7:00 on Saturday. It was unusual for him to get up earlier than 9:00 on the weekend, but he had signed up to teach English to immigrants at the library once a month and today was his first day. He rolled out of bed, checked his email. Nothing yet. A shower and breakfast and he was on the road. Thirty minutes later and he was helping a group of three elderly Indian ladies learn the days of the week in English. "Sunday," they repeated after him, "Monday, Tuesday,...
ExhibitionismSteve came home from a sociology class to a general uproar Friday afternoon. "Have you heard about it?" Justin said as Steve put down his backpack. "What? Did someone run us out of milk again?" Steve joked. "Just read this," Anthony ordered. "Read it off my screen." The email had been sent anonymously, but specifically to the guys that shared the house- Steve, Anthony, Gabe, Justin, and Dieter. Steve read with mounting astonishment. ---- You guys have really gotten our attention. We're a...
ExhibitionismA Shower with my Secret Desire I check my watch, I know I am late, bloody trains, then the traffic. I know you’re going to be getting ready, and I wanted to see your transformation with my own eyes. From tracksuit to queen, ready to walk confidently on my arm. I get to the door and I know where you keep your spare key, so I simply get it and open the door. Once inside I can hear the shower running and your music playing. “Bugger!” I think. With that I hear you walking around. “Oh I’m not to...
Part 4 I woke up the next morning and groaned deeply as I felt a pair of lips sliding down my morning erection. Even before I was fully awake I was thrusting my hips upwards to meet that willing mouth. “Isn’t your sister good at sucking cock, my little baby!” came the whisper in my ear. My eyes shot open and I would have been panic stricken except for the feeling of a pair of cheeks hollowing against the side of my cock. I looked at my mother lying beside me as her pointed nails took hold of...
IncestStory taken from SecretFriends.com forum!I'm relaxing in a luxurious motel room in Northern Florida, watching out the window every now and then and wondering what the hell I'm doing here. I realize what brought me south; a holiday trip to visit a relative in Georgia, but what made me stop here in this five-star motel on my way home? I recognize what I'm doing isn't right, but, this time, I’m just out of control. Or I must accept that I want to be out of control. And then again, my deviant mind...
Hopefully, most of you who have arrived at this story have already read “Fresh Fuckmeat in Thailand I and II”, so I won’t belabor the principles behind my Streams of Fuckmeat. I’ll just give a bit of an introduction here, and talk briefly about Thai women before diving in to Fuckmeat Stream Three. Work in international corporate and governmental consulting has placed me in the position to have fucked eight hundred three women, spread out over 46 countries worldwide. In five of those countries...
A Shower with my Secret Desire I check my watch, I know I am late, bloody trains, then the traffic. I know you’re going to be getting ready, and I wanted to see your transformation with my own eyes. From tracksuit to queen, ready to walk confidently on my arm. I get to the door and I know where you keep your spare key, so I simply get it and open the door. Once inside I can hear the shower running and your music playing. “Bugger!” I think. With that I hear you walking around. “Oh I’m not to...
Straight SexDo you have a secret stash? Of course, you fucking do! We all do! Whether you are talking about that ounce of reefer you have stuck behind your bookshelf or all those old VHS porno tapes you are hiding from your mother for some reason, we all have one! Or did have one, until we moved out of our parent’s basement like the big boys we are!Well, Secret Stash also has its own secret stack. So much that it named the premise Secret Stash! The platform has a fuck load of videos available for you to...
Free Porn Tube SitesIt was without doubt the most embarrassing moment of my life. There I stood in a back street with a brown paper bag between my feet and its contents, five dirty mags, spread out on the pavement in front of me. Not only that, but Mrs Hotter was standing there staring, hand over mouth.Mrs Hotter was her real name, by the way, which occasioned a great deal of sniggering among us boys-becoming-men, but that’s neither here nor there. Let me give you the background.It was the day after my 18th...
MILFSTREET STORIES:My Homeboy’s Girlfriend (The Secret)By WebbHe that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore. -Sigmond Freud The very best part of a secret lies in the telling. -Stephen Pinto I have contended for a long time that the best part of a secret is in the telling…yeah I’m Stephen Pinto, a.k.a. Big Webb. This story is an example of that....
This is a strange, short story that I wrote a long time ago, which is what it is – nothing will be added to it. It’s much more gentle than the usual fare that I come up with, and is dedicated to a lovely woman I used to know named Beth. Any comments, suggestions, feedback – postive, negative or otherwise – appreciated, to [email protected]~~~~!!!!!!!~~~~~I have a secret.? A little hidden treasure that I keep locked away.? Nobody knows about it yet, because if they did, I never know what...