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Chapter One – Spring The phone rang, jolting me out of my sleep. I looked blearily at the alarm clock. It was 8:19 on a Saturday morning. Who the hell could be calling me? I cleared my throat and picked up the phone. ‘Hello?’ ‘Steve. It’s Jessica.’ Jessica. Just hearing her voice brought back vivid memories. I walked over to the coffeemaker, thankful that I’d had the presence of mind to brew a pot of coffee last night. I was going to need some caffeine to work my way through this...
I did not know I had a disorder CindyUSA I am not sure if I should be embarrassed, ashamed, depressed about my condition. I do not look unwell, does it show? I look normal to my wife, family and co-workers. I wonder if they know about my disorder. If they had, why did they not tell me? Like most illness, they start slow and build up and suddenly, bang, right between the eyes it hits you. Maybe for years I suspected, but not wanting to admit that to me. I did not think my condition was...
"A matter of Security-Remapped Personality Disorder" By: Alias G. Eliot (c) All rights reserved Greg put the gold cross between his teeth for the thousandth time with an irritating unconscious gesture as he did his daily pushups. It was six a.m. and he was just getting started with his daily routine of sweaty, hard muscle reps. He gritted and tried to bite the impenetrable gold metal as he pushed himself to the limit of endurance....
Oppressive Compulsive Disorder by Choker Guy Chapter One - Illusion Day 1 Dan: So, how did your important 'mission' go? Carl: Would you stop trying to ridicule me? Stop making such a big deal about it, and most importantly, don't do it here. D: Ooh right, forgot the Agency spies are hunting you for your porn collection. I don't know, setting up a switch to wipe your computer seems like a big deal to me. C: What did I just say? I see no reason why we couldn't chat about...
True StoryIt was a bright sunny summer afternoon. I first saw them as I was getting out of the elevator of my apartment building. They were moving in and struggling with a large TV set. She was petite and cute and clearly not built for moving appliances. She was very nicely put together though, very pretty East European face framed in dark hair, a proportionate body with a slim waist and an exceptionally gorgeous ass--accentuated by the tight fitting jeans she was wearing. An awe inspiring set...
I read a lot interesting stories here about Aunt and cousins. I found out that many are similar with my life. Today, I have read a good story and i reminded me of many things. Some of your story reminds me my youth, because i was raised in fester families and with grand parents. So i mixed with too many adults in early age and taste sex very early.Just didn,t have mom, i sexed aunties. At the age of 14 when my aunt changed furniture and we had to sleep on floors on mattresses, until we got...
That’s how it happened that on Tuesday morning, I was in the kitchen and had decided I’d turn on the television to watch the new hostess on The Homemakers’ Hour at nine o’clock. What I saw instead were images of the Twin Towers in New York City. Smoke was pouring out of one of the buildings and I couldn’t figure out exactly what was happening. Then an airplane came straight at the other tower and crashed into it. The World Trade Center. The brokerage where Heaven was waiting for the market...
PART 1There it was again. That little thump. The sound of dad's feet getting out of bed. It had happened more and more often recently. Dammit. And I had just gotten all nice and cozy under the covers, too. Now I had to get up, go downstairs, make sure he didn't hurt himself ...I stood up and quickly put on my slippers and my bathrobe. Man, it was really not comfortable, getting out from under that warm duvet. With a big yawn, I made my way from my room down the hallway towards the stairs....
San Diego is a wonderful place, even in the winter. Thanksgiving and Christmas have a different kind of feel when you are surrounded by palm trees, beaches and beautiful women. The lack of snow, and cold weather is fine with me, after all, I live on a boat and have good reason to avoid miserable winters. The first time I was there was in the winter of 1975. My reason for being in San Diego that winter was simple. Eight weeks of fun and sun in the U.S. Navy recruit training station awaited me....
Sleepwalking By Morpheus I was just a sophmore in high school when I discovered my unusual talent. One night I said good night to my Mom and Dad, same as every night, then said good night to my sister Annie, who was a year older than me, again like I did every night, and went to bed. Nothing at all unusuall. But when I was sleeping, I think I had a rather strange dream, though I couldn't remember what it was once I woke up. Only an odd sense of drifting, perhaps of...
I was on good terms with his Mum & Dad and they had obviously considered me “decent sort”, as they had invited me to dinner with the family upstairs not long after I moved in, a rather uncommon act of neighbourliness on their part these days, I thought at the time. We often used to pass in the car park or on the stairs and pass the time of day but because of David’s age, I always took care to avoid situations that might put us alone together, although he had once or twice loitered with me on...
Introduction: How many young men, doubtful as their sexuality, have been too shy to do anything about it without first getting drunk? So what was I supposed to do when my neighbours 18 year-old, in a state of compliant drunkenness and terrified of his parents wrath, was dumped by his friends on my doorstep one night? In those days, I had a walk-up apartment on the first floor. I had moved there after I split with my partner of 12 years and I was in no mood for another relationship right now, I...
I was jerked out of a sound sleep by an almighty thump sounding from downstairs. It was almost two in the morning and I was alone in the house, my mother was off at yet another party with the latest of a long line of men friends. Nervously I crept out of bed, tiptoed across to the bedroom door and opened it a crack, I saw light shining up the stairwell and heard the mutter of voices. To say I was one scared 16 year old would have been an understatement, but, like a fool, I went to see what was...
‘Sometimes I think about how odd it would be to catch a glimpse of the future, a quick view of events lying in store for us at some undisclosed date. Suppose we could peer through a tiny peephole in Time and chance upon a flash of what was coming up in the years ahead? Some moments we saw would make no sense at all and some, I suspect, would frighten us beyond endurance. If we knew what was looming, we’d avoid certain choices, select option B instead of A at the fork of the road.’ These words,...
Incest"So, Gabby, are you doing anything yet for the weekend?" Megan asked her friend Gabriela."Nothing so far. Why?""Well, my parents are heading to our cabin in Oregon for the weekend, and since I’m seventeen now, I asked them if I could stay home alone without anyone watching me, and they said yes. So I was thinking, do you wanna have a sleepover this weekend?""Hell yes," Gabriela excitedly responded. “We haven’t had one of those for months, and you know how much I like what we did last...
ThreesomesMy 60th entry in Fictionmania! How they do add up when you're having fun! This story portrays fictitious teenage kids experimenting with sex. It's their own idea, but anyone offended might just keep repeating "It didn't really happen, it didn't really happen," until they're persuaded that it doesn't really happen. Or else not read it. All others, enjoy! Sleepover By Vickie Tern "Is that you, Tim? ...
If you haven't read part 1 I suggest you go back and start at the beginning. Lol My cousin Grace had dropped a bomb on me telling me what she and my sister Sue had done while I was sleepwalking when I was only 11. This was a couple decades later. We were drinking and smoking a bowl, and getting pretty fucked up. I asked her if they ever did anything else after that. I was really turned on by now and my cock was raging hard. She smiled mischievously, and told me that they started making plans...
from sleepwalking IV We laughed for a few minutes before she looked at the clock. "Shit, I have to get this stuff back. I wish I could see you again Martin, I really do." "Why can't you?" She kissed me deeply, causing my dick to stir once more. "I'm engaged. Tonight is my last night at the conference before I go home to get married next week." "Wow, I didn't know. Hope I gave you a good last thing!" I smiled, chuckling softly. "Fulfilled almost all of my fantasies. Oh god that was...
He was so engrossed in his thinking that he almost didn’t notice the tiny hand of his little sister reaching up over the counter to grab a bag of chips. “Get out of here!” he shouted at her when he did notice her. “Come on, you don’t need all of this. Why do you get everything and I get nothing. Mom even said I have to go to bed early tonight.” “When you’re old enough to have sleepovers, you can ask Mom for anything you want. Tonight is my night,” he explained. She clenched her fists and...
He was so engrossed in his thinking that he almost didn’t notice the tiny hand of his little sister reaching up over the counter to grab a bag of chips. “Get out of here!” he shouted at her when he did notice her. “Come on, you don’t need all of this. Why do you get everything and I get nothing. Mom even said I have to go to bed early tonight.” “When you’re old enough to have sleepovers, you can ask Mom for anything you want. Tonight is my night,” he explained. She clenched her fists and...
Chapter 1 Vacation, when the kids were little, always meant camping in the mountains. Camping for us meant driving far enough away from civilization that we had at least one hundred yards in every direction with no one else around. It meant sleeping bags, with a tent for Mom and Dad, but the two kids out under the stars. It meant collecting downed wood for an evening campfire, and hot cocoa in the morning to help us warm up. It meant hikes, relaxing by a stream, and listening to all the quiet...
I was having a sleepover at my friends house. Me and Jenny both had sleepovers regularly. We went straight to her house after school. Our sleepovers are always pretty boring. Order some pizza, chat about boys, watch some tv. jenny's older blonde locks. I always admired her body, even though i was well developed for my age, i always wanted luscious curves like her... My feelings towards her confused me. Id look at her juicy lips and id want to kiss them. But i had a boyfriend, so i couldn't be a...
Lesbian'What a sleepover it has been so far,' sixteen-year-old Megan Fremont said to herself as she slid into her sleeping bag.Not a few hours ago she was bustling around her room packing her backpack for the upcoming sleepover. It was the end of the school year and when it commenced in the Fall she and her friends would be seniors and that alone was cause for a celebration. She had not attended a sleepover since she was a little girl and was so looking forward to this one.Her biggest problem was...
LesbianSleepover By Harry Krytzer The Harvest Moon was shining so brightly as to make it seem like dawn, but the subdued quality of the light made it a comfortable brightness. The gurgling spa jets below him carried a backbeat to the whole scene. She floated up behind him, touching him on the hip and then kissing him on the shoulder. "What was in the package from France?", she asked. He responded slowly, "nylons". She moved her hand lower, cupping his balls in...
Sleepover at Billy's House Ch 1 TJ Ryder http://midnightx.com/fpage/fpage.html Billy's been my friend since the first year of Junior high when wewere assigned to the same home room, otherwise I'd never have known himsince he lived a mile away. Anyway we had homeroom and half of ourclasses together plus a lot of common interests so we started hanging out. One of those common...
Hi, My name's Matt. I have a problem and I need advice. I'm 15 and I live with my parents and sister, Michelle, who at 14 is a year younger than me. I'm medium height, dark-haired and athletic, and I'm in both the school cross-country team and the football team, where I play fullback or wingback. Although I'm a virgin, I'm pretty sure I'm gay. Although I'm happy to be their friend, the girls in my class don't interest me romantically, even though some of them have made it pretty...
I was in that zone, half awake, half asleep when I felt the bed jostle. I was barely aware that Tara gotten onto the bed with me then rested her head on my chest, threw an arm over me, and started to cry softly. Gradually I came up from my drowsiness to realize that my sister was lying with me, holding me tight as she cried out her sorrow. We had just lost a favorite grandparent and she was feeling mortal. She sniffled and wiped her nose on my shirt then buried her face deeper into my neck....
My daughters BFF, Jaz, likes to watch porn too. I'm Dan and I have a daughter named Emma. She's just turned 14 and to celebrate she is allowed to have her BFF over to spend the night. I'm 36, and retired from every day work due to my luck doing day trading. I still dabble and enjoy it as a hobby now. Emma's Mon is a corporate lawyer in the City and is rarely home before 8 on a week night. Lately I have been bored and watch porn late...
You left your wife a note saying the station called you in. You drive over to her place. You knock on the door. She answers in a skimpy top. You could here the song ”sweat” playing. She doesn't say a word her eyes just stared at yours. Waiting wanting. You step inside and shut and lock the door. You Reach your arm out and grab hers. You pull her close to you. You put both hands around her neck and pull her to you. Her mouth looks so tempting. Your cock is hard as fuck. you turn her back ...
I arrive home late, Marina is in bed asleep. She was so hot she slept in the nude. I turn a low light on and pull back the covers. She is on her stomach with her right knee bent and leg pulled up. I have a nice view of her shaved pussy. My cock starts getting hard as I lick my finger and reach out to caress it around her pussy lips..She wiggles a little in her sleep as I pull back and strip my clothes off. I carefully climb in bed so I don't wake her..not yet. I move up behind her and move...
She was laying with her back closely pressed to my chest, her legs pulled up and her chin sunk down towards her chest. She was asleep; her hands were grabbing onto the edge of the heavy duvet as if she was trying to cover herself up and meanwhile I feel it strangling me, leaving me unable to move much while sweat starts forming in a layer all over my body. My face was already wet and red by the time I push the boxers down and feel my heavy balls. I wondered for how long I'd been asleep like...
I looked at Emily and she had her hand down her panties, touching herself. Her eyes were half closed and she was breathing heavily. I asked her what she was doing and she said that she was doing what her daddy taught her, that she was pleasing herself. I watched her for a few moments until I said "Can you show me how?" she stopped what she was doing and she nodded and smiles and took her hand out of her panties and stuck her fingers into her mouth and she scooted closer to me. "Daddy said...
Spencer: What? Me: Nothing. We Played The Same Game All Night. I Heard Nothing But Gun Fire And Explosions. I didn't see where this was coming from because i was staring at Spencer All Night. I Kept Fantasizing him stripping and me attacking him and shoving his cock into my mouth as i always did when he came over. God he's gorgeous. Skinny, cute boyish face, a little on the short side, perfect dark hair, bright green eyes, I loved when he turned his head and his hair went up for...
I He stands behind me, gently pressing his body against mine. Slowly he explores with his hands, beginning at my hips and following the curve of my body until his hands find my breasts. I feel my flesh tingling, my breath coming faster, deeper. His caresses increase in intensity, becoming more urgent. He moves us forward against the wall, suddenly before us, and I feel his hardness pressing into me through our clothes. As if reading my mind, his hands move from my breasts and begin pulling at...
It was a very warm night at the Litton School for Girls. The school sat on the edge of a small, isolated town that many former students had decided to settle in. The school itself was for women from the ages of eighteen to twenty one. They were instructed on the proper way to behave in society. Though the U.S. was beginning a sexual revolution, the school functioned the same way in 1961 as it had it 1901. The instructors, taking a cue from the school's headmistress, neither discouraged nor...
Mind ControlThe Prologue: Our fairy tale starts with our dear prince William. Riding one day through the forest that was his fathers, and his fathers before him, and he wondered at all inside of it. All of which was owned by his family. Upon his travels he happened upon a young peasant girl. Undeniably attractive was she, and drunk upon his own power the young prince whose age was 18 was immediately struck by what she was doing. "Girl," he spoke, "what do you think you're doing in the king's forest, mine...
It started when I was 18. The day I turned 18. Rather the night after I turned 18. I think I am responsible. In fact, I know I am responsible. Still, with family and friends like the ones I have, you really can't blame me. It was June 22nd. It was a Friday night, and my sisters had a few friends staying the night. I have three older sisters, Stacy, five years older, Jenny, three years older, and Heather, one and a half years older. Our parents are engineers, and we are all almost exactly 18...
Mind ControlI looked at the clock. It was about 2:00. I lay in bed looking up at the ceiling. I couldn't get the image out of my head. I was cleaning some stuff up earlier that day and went into the upstairs bathroom to wash my hands and apparently John didn't lock the door and had just stepped out of the shower. She was drying off her very large breasts and I walked right in almost bumping into her. I stopped and stared at her for a second and she froze. We just stood there for a second not sure of what...
FetishIt was a very warm night at the Litton School for Girls. The school sat on the edge of a small, isolated town that many former students had decided to settle in. The school itself was for women from the ages of 18 to 21. They were instructed on the proper way to behave in society. Though the U.S. was beginning a sexual revolution, the school functioned the same way in 1961 as it had it 1901. The instructors, taking a cue from the school's headmistress, neither discouraged nor encouraged...
Mind ControlI began tossing and turning in bed around five 'o' clock in the morning. I'd woke up sporting a hard on, and thinking about my upcoming visit to the glory hole I'd been visiting, going on now for over six months!I was wearing a rigid, black plastic, cock ring, which tended to force my balls forwards more and more as my cock would get firmer and firmer; and I'd chosen to wear it for the last three days, never taking it off, not even to shower; but I liked sensing it's presence throughout the...
Consumation With KateKate bit her lip and nodded profusely. I took her by both hands and helped her up off the bathroom floor. I kissed her again and we both began looking around the bathroom trying to figure out how where to land. ”How should we do this?” Kate said, in her cute funny voice. ”Why don’t I sit down and you can ride me.” ”On the toilet?” We both laughed nervously and I gestured “We don’t have much choice.” I went over to the toilet and sat down atop the closed seat. It was...
Oral Pleasure, Part IAnd with that I dropped to my knees on the bathroom floor so my face was directly in front of Kate N.’s exposed ass and asshole. “Oh God,” she breathed out. My hands were still on her ass cheeks, so all I had to do is pull them apart and lean in. I stuck out my tongue and slide it over Kate’s pussy lips as my nose pressed against her puckered anus. I licked and lapped and she cried out. My tongue slithered into her, parting her labia and burrowing into her wet vaginal...
Let there be lightShe went in to the bathroom first, with her back to me, and let go of my hand. I stood directly behind her — softly closing the door behind us both. For a few seconds, we stood together like that in the pitch blackness. I could hear Kate breathing in short, quick breaths, and I could see her white nightshirt. It seemed to glow before me, making Kate into a spirit, a sexual ghost hovering over the bathroom tile daring me to reach out and try to possess her. I could’ve done...
This is a story of a young woman’s sexual awakening at the hands and cock of an older man — me. of, well, me. I’m an older man. I’m almost 50, with a still somewhat athletic build, hairy chest and body, and a decent-sized cock of about eight inches long rooted in a mass of wiry brown pubic hair. The young woman I’m about to tell you about is Kate N.. I’ve known her for a very long time. Let’s just leave it at that. Kate was adopted as an infant from China by her mom, Ewa, and her adoptive...
I He stands behind me, gently pressing his body against mine. Slowly he explores with his hands, beginning at my hips and following the curve of my body until his hands find my breasts. I feel my flesh tingling, my breath coming faster, deeper. His caresses increase in intensity, becoming more urgent. He moves us forward against the wall, suddenly before us, and I feel his hardness pressing into me through our clothes. As if reading my mind, his hands move from my breasts and begin pulling at...
Straight SexSleepsuckers Sleepsuckersby Dennis C. Lee ? Bebe woke up with the funniest feeling in her stomach. Usually when she woke up she was hungry for breakfast, but today she felt surprisingly full. ? As she got out of the warm bed and stretched her pert agile body she began wondering what exactly happened the night before. Here it was, a weekend, and was she really having the fun she told herself she would all week? Her and her friend Alicia had gone out; that much she remembered. They'd...
As the summer of 2020 was about to come to an end, unknown to me that my summer fun (or just plain funny) had one more memorable moment. I am not new to sleep disorders as I've had to accept that they are always going to be there and luckily have left a few giggles in their wake. Well this September 2020 I had an episode where I was sleepwalking. As a k** my parents would follow me and make sure nothing bad was going to happen to me. As a 52 year old adult I didn't have someone watching my...
Mike sat on the bench outside the camp main office with his head in his hands, crying. He had spent 4 days there, and nobody liked him, even the counselers. He was only 12, and didn't like sleepaway camp in the first place, but his parents had insisted that he try it so he could get involved in sports and meet other boys his age. He had just been talking to his mom on the phone, and she had told him that she would come down and pick him up. All the kids had been calling him a baby and making...
This girl I knew from school pulled up her shirt and showed me her tits. Chelsea was a cheerleader and normally never even gave me a second look. That's when I knew I was just having a sexy dream. Since turning sixteen I'd finally gotten my subconscious trained so that most times when I had a sexy dream I could go on long enough to enjoy it, but wake up in time to keep from making a mess in my jams, or worse. I always slept in boxers, so my hard-on found it pretty easy to poke out the front...
There is nothing quite like the first day of high school. Okay, later in life college and the first interview for a real job might come close. Fast food and video game attendant don't count. I mean like, interviewing for your new job in a legal office. Yeah, the first day of high school is, well, horrible! I mean, it's cool; you're hot stuff now, in the big leagues. New school, new teachers, real classes, girls... oh yeah, girls. Big girls, with like, big girl parts and tight jeans and...
That night I had the wildest dream about Shannon. Okay, my dreams had always been a little unusual. That was the reason I wanted to get into psychology and why I had wanted to talk to Mr. Shelby. For one thing, I never have nightmares, at least nothing like what other people talked about. I almost always have dreams in the 'first person' sense. Meaning I saw them as if I were living the scene. That's not unusual in itself. Many people dream this way. What was unusual was that in 'first...
Well, sleeping was out of the question. So I got up and sat at my desk and started making notes. Was this the first time? No, definitely not. There was the episode with the fire that I wanted to ask Mr. Shelby about. That was the one that stood out the most. Were there others? As soon as I asked myself, I flashed back to the damsel in distress and having tea with the world's sweetest dragon. It was like a cascade from there. I had been in and out of Allison's dreams for years. Why Allison?...
Mom and Dad were of course, still at work. Allison was sunbathing out back but came in when she heard me inside. After yesterday's adventures with Shannon I couldn't help but notice that my little sister had grown up quite a bit while I wasn't looking too. Wearing a two-piece bathing suit held together with string made it easy to notice. It was her usual sun worshipping attire so I should have noticed sooner. I guess the last twenty-four hours had really opened my eyes. When she got it the...
The morning passed quickly. I took a shorter run and spent some extra time stretching and doing calisthenics before the rest of the family got up. No one was up so I snuck into Allison's room. Kneeling by the bed, I leaned over and gently kissed her mouth. She moved a little, then I felt more than saw her eyes open. She started to react, then realized it was me. One hand came up to grip the back of my head and she pressed her tongue against my lips, seeking entrance. I opened my mouth to...
I really wanted to talk to Allison about the things that Bob and I had discussed. The only problem was she wasn't there. I found a note saying that she and Shannon had gone to the mall to catch a matinee and that she would be home for dinner. So much for that idea. Then I realized it wasn't such a big deal. After all, we had all night to talk, and other things. I changed and took my homework out on the back patio. The next hour and a half was spent relaxing in the sun. Just me, some tunes...
"What do you mean Shannon will be jealous? You mean you're going to tell her?" "Don't be silly! Of course I'm going to tell her! She's my best friend; I can't keep something like this from her." Allison gave me a quick kiss on the cheek then literally bounced out of bed. "Be right back." A second later I heard the bathroom door close. Not a bad idea actually. While waiting for my turn I decide to put some clothes on in case something went wrong with Mom and Dad's date and they...
I'm not sure why, but when it was just Allison and I, I don't remember dreaming at all. Maybe it had something to do with the parents coming home, or being back in my bed. Whatever the reason, it seemed like as soon as I hit my pillow I found myself in the hallway outside, of all places, Shannon's room. I had been trying to think of how to talk to her but hadn't come to any real conclusions. I guess somewhere in my head a part of me thought I was ready.
Friday was an interesting day around campus. The football team, which had been practicing for most of the summer, was being presented to the rest of the school. They were easy to spot around campus all day. The school had a standard dress policy for all sports teams. Guys were required to wear a collared shirt and tie on game day, or in the event of a weekend event, they had to wear them on Friday. This was intended to honor the other team. Of course it also gave everyone a chance to ID the...