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Author's Note: This is part four of my smutty romantic comedy series. This chapter is the penultimate chapter of the Mall Arc, and, per popular demand, is a little smuttier than the previous one. If you'd like to see more, I have several additional chapters available, please come check me out at https://razmagurk.deviantart.com or https://www.patreon.com/razmagurk =-=-=-=-= Warning: This chapter is rated a sexy R and includes (but is not limited to) boobs, flirtatious lesbians...
As much as the dominating things you do to your sub make him feel more submissive and you more dominant, it is important to learn how to use the right language.The words that come out of your mouth while you dominate him have an even stronger impact on the psyche of the male than the actions you are performing. Doing one without the other is fine, but if you want to truly get into the mind of the sub and make him your obedient house bitch, then you need to truly understand his inner desires to...
My teacher was a German lady born and brought up in Germany, however after schooling studied in India. She was the only faculty for German language in the institute. Description about her, She was whitish lady, age was 34 years old, figure 34, 28, 36. She had a very cute smile. Her name was "Claudia".I always like to talk to her and even think about her after coming home. Because she was the only girl in my life to whom I have fucked her N number of times. My German Language course was for 2...
Chapter 15: Angelic Lusts by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Damien D'Angelo thrashed in the inhuman grip of the priest. Iron fingers clenched tight about the vampire's throat. He could not snarl and rage at the priest who fucked his wife, pounding Abigail hard as she lay bent over the desk in Faust's office at the peak of the skyscraper. Shame, humiliation, rage, and pain clenched Damien's blackened soul. His wife's every gasp and pleasure-filled moan stabbed into his undead heart....
my God, but that is like say, or how you say like scary. this particular afternoon for something like six, or seven days before a, or the thanksgiving day holiday for this calendar year of two-thousand, & eighteen, twenty-eighteen whereas i'm watching that being of a news-story about a mad-shooter had went upon a shooting-spree upon the southside of the city of metropolitan Chicago, Illinois, u.s.a. before that being of the closing of the day for that being of the five o'clock p.m. hour. I...
The story starts here first let me introduce myself self my name is Zaheer and i have completed my B.Tech this year I am fair in color with a dick of 9 inch long and 4 inch wide this story started when i was studying in 1st year of B.Tech i was week in c language subject at the last we have to get 15 marks in internal to pass with 25 marks in the external comfortably but at last i got only 8 marks and our lab assistant told me to go and ask her she will do something and after all left the i...
Damien D’Angelo thrashed in the inhuman grip of the priest. Iron fingers clenched tight about the vampire’s throat. He could not snarl and rage at the priest who fucked his wife, pounding Abigail hard as she lay bent over the desk in Faust’s office at the peak of the skyscraper. Shame, humiliation, rage, and pain clenched Damien’s blackened soul. His wife’s every gasp and pleasure-filled moan stabbed into his undead heart. She loved the priest’s cock, addicted to its girth spreading wide her...
I have a little bit of wisdom that I'd like to share. If you find yourself with the opportunity to become an expert on forgotten languages, skip it. You will spend the rest of your days locked in dusty rooms full of artifacts that you don't dare touch. You will spend more time trying to convince someone to pay for your expertise than you will spend using that knowledge.I don't suppose that bit of wisdom will help most of you. The one and only time in my life that I had the opportunity to pass...
MatureI have a little bit of wisdom that I'd like to share. If you find yourself with the opportunity to become an expert on forgotten languages, skip it. You will spend the rest of your days locked in dusty rooms full of artifacts that you don't dare touch. You will spend more time trying to convince someone to pay for your expertise than you will spend using that knowledge.I don't suppose that bit of wisdom will help most of you. The one and only time in my life that I had the opportunity to pass...
MatureTechnically, Lyndall wasn’t divorced, because she’d never actually been legally married, but she’d been in a de-facto relationship for about six years, so she was the nearest thing to a divorcee. She already had two kids when I met her, so I kind of got a package deal when we got married, with a ready-made family, consisting of a wife and two young girls: Krystal, who was seven, and Karla, who was only four years old. I’ve got to say, Lyndall and I were happy for the first few years, or...
Body LanguagebyTaverner©Back when I was about twenty, my old dad said to me, over a beer one day, "A divorced woman is a bit like a used car." I had to ask him what he meant by that, and he clarified by saying, "Just remember, a man gets rid of a used car for a reason." Looking back, I'm not sure if he was just making blokey conversation, or whether he was actually offering me some fatherly advice, but sadly he never lived to see my own wedding day himself, seven years later. He'd been gone two...
Back when I was about twenty, my old dad said to me, over a beer one day, "A divorced woman is a bit like a used car." I had to ask him what he meant by that, and he clarified by saying, "Just remember, a man gets rid of a used car for a reason." Looking back, I'm not sure if he was just making blokey conversation, or whether he was actually offering me some fatherly advice, but sadly he never lived to see my own wedding day himself, seven years later. He'd been gone two years by then, after we...
Back when I was about twenty, my old dad said to me, over a beer one day, “A divorced woman is like a used car.” I had to ask him what he meant by that, and he clarified by saying, “Just remember, a man gets rid of a used car for a reason.” Looking back, I’m not sure if he was just making blokey conversation, or whether he was actually offering me some fatherly advice, but sadly he never lived to see my own wedding day himself, seven years later. He’d been gone two years by then, after we lost...
TabooI am a translator with the UNHCR in macedonia. I've done all sorts of jobs here. Two days ago I was called to one of the nearby refugee camps to help an army captain who was having some problem with the Macedonian police. When I got there I had problems finding him as the camps are a mess of makeshift tents, trailers, boxes, you've all seen the pictures on tv it's a mess. Anyhow after about an hour I managed to get there. Imagine my suprise when the Captain was a woman of about 5'10", a...
It was Larry's 29th birthday and he'd finished work for that day and come on home. He was kind of down that he didn't have anything special to do or anyone special to celebrate his birthday with. He got back to his place, got comfortable and he was sitting there on his couch, drinking a beer, when the front doorbell rang. He'd been sitting there in only his boxers and a T-shirt and without thinking, that was the way he answered the door. When he opened it, he was greeted by one of the...
Judy spent the time from when they'd started towards the river, watching and listening. Tuck had to worry about all of them, so she didn't fault him for spending his time talking to Gamelin. He was obviously trying to learn everything he could. She wanted to do what she could do to help and didn't want to add even a feather to the burden he had to carry. Judy faulted Mrs. Flowers for being inert. It was like she'd been turned into spaghetti, limp and unresisting, requiring a push to move...
Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story. Kurtis – Kyizziania Zianamilizzi pulled me to her by her tail. She had it wrapped around me, her breasts jiggling. Her purple eyes fixed on mine, slitted like a...
Book One: Rogue's Sultry Women Part Six: A Father's Lusts By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Chapter Sixteen: Patrol Zanyia – The Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of Zeutch My tail swished back and forth as I rubbed my cheek into Master's leather jerkin. I loved the smell of leather, the feel of the smooth yet rough material on my skin. I shivered, squirming on the saddle, the harder leather rubbing on my juicy pussy—it always was juicy—while my little nipples tingled...
Author’s Caution: This story contains the frequent use of graphic anglo-saxonisms. I won’t apologize for that since it’s the essence of the story. However, if you are among the faint of heart or you find these words offensive to you, I suggest you find another story. * Chapter One: Mr. Happy ‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing?’ I yelled at the meter girl. ‘What does it look like? I’m writing you a ticket for overtime parking.’ she replied calmly without looking up from her pad. ...
This is part five of our story. While it can be enjoyed individually, reading previous chapters may help you to get to know Margot and Jay better. We join our story in progress – Margot, a European beauty, has fallen madly in love with Jay, and has begun her journey as his submissive and mentee. She has now experienced threesomes, a glory hole, a gangbang, as well as the many more intimate moments of her life with him… ***** Margot awoke briefly during the night, stirred by the gentle...
Margot knocked lightly at the office door that was half ajar. Mr. Caine looked up from his notes for the evening ESL class that he taught. While there were many classes of this nature in Budapest, his had a special cache associated with it. Many senior executives from firms all over the city sought credentials from the most advanced English course in the region. Top marks in the class usually paved the way to greater opportunities for the student, and the class was always overbooked. Mr. Caine...
My name is Missy. I'm a blonde seventeen-year-old with a full figure. I'm an only child and my parents decided we should take a family vacation for Spring Break to Mexico. I really wanted to go to Cancun, but they decided on an all inclusive resort a ways away in Playa Del Carmen. We've been here a few days and I quickly made friends with a few other teens. The resort has a club, called a disco here, and my parents left the resort last night to go on a night diving excursion, so my new friends...
HardcoreFour years ago, I decided to apply my experience devising strategies for businesses worldwide to develop strategies that would bring me streams of fresh Fuckmeat in the countries of the world whose women I most enjoy to fuck. Head and shoulders above the crowd of nations is, of course, Thailand. Thai women are undisputedly the world’s most beautiful, and are also by far the most satisfying sexual female creatures on earth. I have worked in Thailand several weeks a year for years, and decided...
Hi, this is Rahul, this happened to me when I was travelling and was staying in a hotel in Buenos Aires in Argentina, I had slept late after meeting my clients. It was around 8 am in the morning when there was a knock at my door, I was sleeping naked and didn’t bother to cover up, and went to open the door just a bit and send away whoever it was. When I opened the door, I found a woman, wearing maid’s uniform. Irritated that I was awoken from sleep I asked her, “Yes?” What do you want? The...
CharactersRandy (12yo) and Helen (49yo)Category & Story codesWoman-Boy storyFb Mb – cons oral anal The Summer heat hung deep on the small town of Rivers-dale and young 12 year old Randy could not wait to finish his summer lawn mowing job at Mrs Henderson's. He had been hired to mow the grass twice a week but sometimes wondered why they had not hired an older boy because he was still quite small and struggled on the up hill parts of the lawn. Randy was a perfect specimen of a boy – lithe and...
Ken and his buddies sat around drinking beer like there was no tomorrow. When the evening first started, the men were skeptical of Ken's boastful promises but they were all hopeful. Now that each had consumed a few beers, doubts as to what was going to happen all but evaporated. All were extremely excited and confident that Ken would deliver. The growing anticipation was pure agony waiting for the women. Andy's anxiety of being left out of Ken's invited guests quickly disappeared when the...
I’m Harish 20 of age studying in a medical college in Chennai. I am a well built but little chubby boy with weight 5’7″. I’m the only child of a wealthy family from a town in Tamil Nadu. I was an above average student who got into a prestigious private medical college in Chennai by management quota. I’m a person with modern ideologies and thoughts. I love to party and experience new things. Since I was living in a small town, I didn’t get many chances. This is my real sex story. I joined the...
His experiment; to produce an aroma that allowed a change in mammals behaviour. Originally he thought it was a simple project, yet when setting out to create a new scent, his experiment became increasingly difficult. So far he was unsuccessful. His only pet, a Hamster by the name of Fuzzy, never reacted any different than could be expected. And the only reaction in mammals was his sister yelling about the awful stench coming from the basement these last few weeks. David's mother had agreed,...
While peeing, she let out a shudder of relief as some of the accumulated horniness found alternate release. But only some of it. Stepping out and in the same scant attire she moved to the main door to collect the morning milk. Opening the door, she bent to pick up the milk and in the process her full breasts spilled out to form a delectable cleavage. From the corner of her eye she saw the milkman’s bicycle parked in the compound and realized that he was still around and was perhaps waiting for...
Marina was niaeve when she came from Russia to the U.S. as a mail order bride three years ago. She came with dreams of a family and a man that loved her. Her new husband was younger then her, she was 32 when she got married. She soon learned her husband lied to her, he finally divorced her after a year. She is now 35 divorced and no children, she discovered men her age or younger wanted one thing to fuck her and walk away. She had not been with a man for three years until we met on the dating...
Hello all ISS fans. This is Abhishek Singh, a 18 years old boy from Delhi. I have written many stories in ISS from past one year. But from few weeks I have been quite for some personal reasons. But know there will be some blast from the past by me. Now I will write only insect stories in ISS and I am sure that u will enjoy too much. This story starts from here… I have to tell this story just as I have lived it and continue to live it. It’s about a woman’s lust, and yet more than lust — and no...
IncestThe shrill morning alarm sent unruly bolts and waves into Manya’s body as she stirred, opened her deep eyes and cast a sleepy glance towards the place next to her. Her eyes met with the not so inspiring sight of her still snoring husband Desh, cuddled up like an insecure child, his breath carrying the odor of liquor and his chest heaving in monotonous regularity. The 36 year old housewife sighed and shifted her full frame slowly out of the bed to begin another day. Clad in a thin white blouse...
IncestWrath after Lust Please note. This story is written in the English language and not the Americanvariant. Synopsis In this strict religious community, lust is severely punished MF Whipping If you are an underage minor or offended by such material -or- if viewingthis file is illegal in your locality, then leave, close or delete this file-storynow. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to persons living, dead or otherwiseis purely coincidental, etc. Copyright 2004 Wrath after Lust "Time...
None of this would have happened if it wasn't for my first son being born with jaundice, but I'm getting way ahead of myself, so let me explain. My wife's name is Patty and I'm Mike and we had been married for about four years when she got pregnant with our first c***d. My wife is a great looking babe, about 5'7", 120lbs, very nice body, shoulder length brown hair and a face that belongs on a magazine cover. I'm a lucky guy, no doubt. We got married when she was 24 and I was 26 and had a great...
It was 9 p.m., in the suburban area of the small town. When the four convicts entered the unguarded property and then, from the rear door, the luxurious house, they met the entire family, Mr. and Mrs. Blum and their son, in the living room. Fifteen minutes later, pieces of female garments were scattered in all the room. Someone had placed a pair of red stiletto heels on a chair and had laid a pair of stockings on the back of the couch; shreds of nice blouse and skirt were on the floor, a pair...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locations or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Mom walked into the bedroom and Rafiq sir closed the bedroom door. Rafiq sir’s wife was watching them shocked lying on her bed in living room. Rafiq sir stood behind mom and placed his hands on her shoulder. Mom blithe with Rafiq sir’s touch and closed her...
It’s showtime again. I’m in the theater, with a big crowd, dressed to kill. I’m wearing a short, black spaghetti-strap party dress that fits tightly on top but is loose from my waist down. The dress is very low cut, revealing my breasts almost down to my nipples. Nobody knows what the show will be like, but we’ve been led to expect something out of the ordinary, and that the star is a young girl that has been brought in from Mexico for the occasion. I’ve already been invited to sit...
Book Four: Song's Passion Chapter Four: Song of Unbridled Lust By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Acolyte Sophia – Lor-Khev, The Magery of Thosi The minstrel's music soared through the common room, his voice a honey purr that even excited me while his fingers expertly played the lyre. I had not heard the like since the night an Azian Bard had played at my mother's estates. The music shuddered through me, my body growing hotter and hotter. And while the minstrel was undoubtedly a...
Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story. Lasla – The Treasure Box, Grahata Harbor “I serve Lord Kurtis,” the demon said as she glared in defiance at me, her shadowy whip in hand. “He tells me what to...
Mary scowled as she flipped through the pages of the scuffed book. “Guys, this book is full of spelling mistakes. And most of the ‘potions’ chapter is just recipes for soup and chili.” Sean poured the last line of flour onto the living room carpet as straight as he could, completing the pentagram. “C’mon, Kaitlin only paid 50 cents. What do you expect?” He stood and dusted his hands. “How does this look, you two?”Mary stood staring at the design, clearly uncomfortable. The satanic symbol was...
SupernaturalTime sped by after I left the cave. I don't know how I got home that night, only that I worke up the next morning and went right back to the cave. But I could not find the entrance again, no matter how hard I tried or how sure I was that I was in the right spot, I just could not find it. I was sure it was not a dream, His seed still coursed in my veins and His words rang in my head! I finally realized that He had given me orders...to spread the word of Cock. This meant something totally...
Mother's Consuming Lustby Lanka Cream (address withheld)***Claudia is a successful businesswoman, voluptuous and a widow with a young son. It has been years since her husband died and she has remained celibate because no other man has measured up. Temptation comes from a close quarter as she is his masturbation fantasy and she finds out. Things develop into a long lusty relationship. (Fm, ped, inc, 1st, lac, preg)***At 39 Claudia was enjoying the prime of her life. She owned a successful...
Vickram Dutt, or Vick for short, was born in Vancouver, Canada, but his background was Indian. In terms of physique he was tall and muscular, a build he had acquired from all his time spent working out at the gym or at home. With fair brown skin and short black hair, Vick had a handsome face and figure; his dark brown eyes and strong jaw completed the striking portrait. Just last month he had celebrated his nineteenth birthday, and he was currently on his summer break after having completed the...
Prisoner Of Lust By Theodore Stickles PAULA'S UNLEASHED PASSION Paula had always known that one day, the lust-starved prisoners that shecounseled would not be able to resist her voluptuous body. So, as the prisoner grabbed her and forced her to undress, releasing hisaching member, she shouldn't have been so shocked. He squeezed and fondled her bare breasts ... pinching her nipples hard... savouring the flavor and feel of a woman's flesh ... rubbing hishard, erect penis against Paula's trembling...
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Nine: Sister Spreads Her Lusts By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Deidre Icke trembled. She felt the power of her grandchildren radiating through the room as Alexis nursed them. In a night, Alexis went from merely being two weeks pregnant with her twin brother's children to delivering a pair of healthy twins. Even now, as the infants nursed at her breasts, they'd grown. The nanites that...
Victoria let out a loud moan of pleasure “OOOOO” as she rode Evaron up and down his cock slipping in and out of her making slurping sounds from the constant plunging down on him. This elf was something else, the words kept echoing through her head, at times images of Allen, whom she knew had feelings for K'lara. Occasionally images of the time she spied on Allen as he would dive in and out of her sister would flash in her mind. The man she had loved and still might love had chosen her sister...
I’d see you come into the café every morning for coffee unable to take my eyes from your body, your ass straining your tight faded low cut jeans, your tits stretching the various t shirts you wore each day, your long, dark curly gypsy-like hair hanging loosely past your shoulders. Our eyes would meet briefly before you went to the counter to serve yourself coffee. You would turn away, pour your coffee, glancing at me over your shoulder with your dazzling eyes then back at the white mug you...
I’d see you come into the café every morning for coffee unable to take my eyes from your body, your ass straining your tight faded low cut jeans, your tits stretching the various t shirts you wore each day, your long, dark curly gypsy-like hair hanging loosely past your shoulders. Our eyes would meet briefly before you went to the counter to serve yourself coffee. You would turn away, pour your coffee, glancing at me over your shoulder with your dazzling eyes then back at the white mug you...
Straight SexI wanted her the moment she walked in the bar. I had been driving all day on my way to visit some old friends in western Massachusetts. It was late and I decided to get a drink then head back to the sleazy motel just down the road and get up early. The shabby bar was empty except for the bald headed bar tender with a pot belly and an old guy by himself at a back table with his head down on the table, holding a shot glass; the head of a buck with huge antlers hung from the wall over the bar. We...
Kara was brought up in a church going environment where she was taught that her body should be saved for the man she was to wed. When most girls her age were off exploring their sexuality by giving up their virginity, she was saving herself for the man of her dreams. She did give in to a few exploring hands and roaming fingers on occasion but kept her maidenhood intact. Most of those same girls who were considered sluts in school ended up settling down to be good little wives and mothers. ...
Andre came past us and said “Now Astral may be washed and we can start this Clusterfuck for real.” Astral turned to me and hugged me. I took her hand and noticed Audrey standing looking at me. I reached out and took her hand, “Come you can help me wash Astral,” I said. So the three of us went to the duck boards. I moved the bench off and several girls sat on it and watched as I washed the last of the Bahia. I had to make this fast but I also had to get Audrey back up to at least simmer...
We were making love. Well, that’s not quite true. We were having sex, wild, uninhibited, blow your mind, sex. I don’t know at what point it was transformed from making love to this erotic lustful adventure. All I know is it started with an innocent kiss, a little peck the on the lips, a little fondling of her breasts, my semi hard dick rubbing against her ass through our clothes, her hand against my crotch, my lips on her nipples and finally ended up with my tongue in her pussy while she sat on...
His eyes can't see a thing. His complete body is submerged in darkness, the same pitch black from where the odd faint noise gently bursts into distant echoes; footsteps in the kitchen, glasses clinging, the door opening? Closing? She had told him to undress, very kindly she had said it, almost with a smirk, and fully clothed, she had watched him first take off his shirt, then unbutton his pants, pull them down. It was night outside; he had felt naked. His bare body and the beginning of an...
Sven Falk “There were a good dozen of them, Ava,” I said as I parted the rosy thighs of the princess’s proxy. Like she had every night since we’d left Cheyvn, she’d inhabited her proxy to hear about our progress. And to enjoy my body. I felt terrible for Kora, having to wait outside until I finished with the princess, but Ava couldn’t know about my incestuous affair with my sister. She wouldn’t understand. I loved them both, but I couldn’t have them both. “A dozen!” she gasped, her quartz...
I was concentrating on three different female butts just then and didn’t catch who he was talking about “Huh, which one?” “Kate. Look at her man, she’s so awesome, I would pay to get her hot for me.” I looked across the floor to the girl he was talking about just as she leaped off the floor, her long lithe body stretched as graceful as a leaping Gazelle from toes to fingers as she spiked the ball down to the opposite side of the net. If a photographer had been able to catch her while...
*** The sequel to " Wendy's night of lust " please read that first ***It's now been a couple of years since Wendy started her own business venture as a strippagram. Although that business now booming especially given her one customer guarantee which she set from the beginning, FULL STRIP GUARANTEED!!!! Meaning no matter what gear she started in like a slinky evening dress, sexy pvc outfit basically any outfit requested by her clients, she always ended up COMPLETELY NAKED everytime! She felt...
Toby's head swung around when he heard the shriek come from somewhere above him in the tree. He and Riana had come to the village for the weekend to relax and visit with the other fairies there. But what he saw happening in the air above him seemed to be anything but relaxing. Riana was hovering in midair and seemed to be slapping another sprite as hard as she could. Not just one indignant slap, either. She was slapping the hell out of the other fairy. Toby was horrified and flitted up to them...
SupernaturalMy wife and I have been swinging for nearly ten years. My wife has always openly lusted for bigger or better eye candy. Events early in our marriage had led to joking about considering an open relationship after fourteen years. Joking and considering gave way to meeting and teasing and a few pleasant experiences - for her. Too often I have pointed out that a woman on the internet has a thousand guys to choose from, while a guy on the internet has to compete with thousands. I suggested swinging...
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