The Possession of Mallory
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It started innocently enough. I was a newly hired professor as was Mallory. I was to teach Native American studies and Mallory was to teach English. A few weeks into the semester, someone in the department suggested an evening department meeting and potluck. Mallory quickly volunteered her house and we all agreed. When the evening arrived, we had a quick business meeting and then had our dinner. In addition to the food, it seemed that everybody brought a bottle of wine. Food was served and the...
Taboo100% fiction! Magnolia Plantation is nestled amongst tall pine trees and large oak trees in Southern Alabama. It is owned by Henry Cowart, the richest slave owner for miles around. Henry is 50 years old with salt and pepper hair, clear blue eyes, and around 6ft tall. He has large hands and broad shoulders. Henry has always had a fancy for his slave girls. He loved their dark brown and sometimes black nipples, curvy waists and large round bottoms. The showers for the slaves were set up right out...
IncestThe sun was not yet baking over the resort as I settled in by the pool. At that point, it was just me and the bartender who was clanking ice into bins as he set up for the day at the swim-up bar. I spread out a towel over a mesh lounge chair and eased back, letting the day begin.I was perhaps half a chapter into my mystery when I heard her flip flops scrape the cement as she approached. Looking up, I watched a brunette, no more than five-foot-three inches tall, in a ball cap with her ponytail...
MatureMom had been gradually feminizing me in the privacy of our home. First toe nail polish then girls' sleepwear, and next panties and padded bras. After my futile attempt to go back to boy 24/7 I began to accept my feminine side as being the real me. My name had ceased to be a source of embarrassment and now was a symbol of my secret self. Every week Mom seemed to find a way to lead me one more step along a path that I had never imagined I would sashay down. She had taught me to walk like...
If you like thinking about father-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships, here you go!!If not, this is still a pretty good story, if I do say so myself!I recently travelled out of state to a wedding with parts of my family and that got me thinking.....~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~My son Jacob and my wife were in the wedding so they both took the day off and drove the six hours up on Friday. Jacob’s wife and I both had to work on Friday, so I had arranged to swing by, pick her up and head straight from her...
“You really want to break in this new bikini?” My fingers moved between her legs.“What do you have in mind, baby?”“I want to fuck you in it,” I blurted out. As we kissed again, I rubbed her pussy lips through her bottoms. She opened her legs wider at my touch, then with a quick turn, she was in my lap, straddling my cock.As our tongues seemingly melted together, Mallory rocked her bottoms over my cock, writhing up and down. I cupped her breasts, my thumbs pushing on her nipples as we devoured...
MatureThe night continues... Bryan is driving his son's wife (Mallory) to a wedding and half-way there the car breaks down. They have to share a hotel room... and wind up sharing a lot more! When we left off, they were both a mess from a marathon of hot sex and it is after midnight. You would think they would be done, but...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I walked into the bathroom and grabbed a wash cloth and threw it in the sink, while turning on warm water to soak it. I then turned and closed...
I posted a different version earlier, but for whatever reason, XH has taken more than 72 hours to post it, leading me to believe it has been rejected. So I rewrote the last part of that evening with a different twist! If they both get published, you can let me know which you enjoy more!!! LOL~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I walked into the bathroom and grabbed a wash cloth and threw it in the sink, while turning on warm water to soak it. I then turned and closed the drain to the tub and started...
The car grew silent as the motor’s hum faded. It was an eerie feeling, the air inside heavy and full of expectation. It was always like that, and Mallory associated this quiet moment with the sex that always followed. Weeks earlier, she'd been terrified by that sense of vacuum, but now her fear had gone, replaced by a flush of tingling heat as her pussy became wet with anticipation. “Um, I’m not much for condoms,” the man said, reaching for his wallet. “Would you mind if we go bareback? I want...
Money“I can’t believe you’re going to wear that costume, Mallory.” It was time for our annual Halloween party and I couldn’t wait. We took turns buying the costumes and that year it was up to Mallory to decide what we were going to wear. She wouldn’t tell me a thing and part of the game is for me to beg and plead for just one little clue. All week long I’d promised her interesting sexual favors and anything else I could think of, but of course she never said a word. Well almost nothing. There was...
Witnessing the Complete Degradation of Cassandra and SierraBy The Qmoq (c) 2010Story codes: M/f+, F/f+, M+/f+, anything else with /f and /f+! exhibitionism, humiliation, S/M, bondage, serious, consensual, watersports.Synopsis: Two buxom women consent to be degraded, teased, fondled and screwed by a mixed audience of perverts over a long evening.The arena most reminded me of one of those Victorian teaching hospitals, where there’s a corpse in the middle of an oval arena with a couple of tiered...
I studied my reflection in the mirror, twisted my tie around nervously and flipped down my collar to adjust the knot. "So tell me again why I'm putting on a suit just to meet your parents" I asked, knowing the answer already.My girlfriend Sierra and I had been dating for about 6 months, and deep down I knew that I would have to meet her parents eventually. She talked so much about them that I felt as if I already knew them. Considering how often Sierra had her mother on the phone, I figured she...
For months Mom had been encouraging me to be a girl at home, and now Ann-Marie White and her mother were partners in my feminization process. Ann-Marie was my best friend at school, and she often came over to my house. She was always delighted when I changed from school clothes into girl mode. We would chat, do homework, and spend time together like a couple of normal girls. She seemed to understand why I was still dressing as a boy for school, but I know she preferred being with my girl...
Waking up Tuesday morning Mark said he felt as if he was starting to get the flu but nevertheless he was still keen to go have as much fun as possible as it was the final 4 days before I headed back to Johannesburg on Saturday with my parents. After a hot shower we got dressed and went to the main house for a good breakfast. After breakfast we made our way to the beach front for the day. We could see the matric holiday was ending as most of the youngsters had started heading back home and the...
Tuesday--Mallory "So gently swaying through the fairy-land of love; If you'll just come with me you'll see the beauty of; Tuesday afternoon." Tuesday. Fucking. Afternoon. And evening. I arrived early at 5:15, but "Happy Hour" was descending into "Cum Circus" earlier than usual. Spring is in the air, I guess. And the animals primed to rut. The varied homes and lifestyles of the membership balance the workload somewhat; though the predominant type makes Tuesdays ever...
MALLORY IN THE MIDDLE Original story by Annabelle Raven Characters from TV series "Malcolm in the Middle" Created by Linwood Boomer Based on the Episode "If Boys Were Girls" Lois Wilkerson had her hands full raising four sons, and it was getting to her. Her sons Malcolm, Dewey, and Reese were all behaving badly; Dewey the youngest kept bugging her to buy him the newest X-Box game, while Malcolm (2nd youngest) and...
John sent the email and then turned off his PC. He sat and rubbed his chin while he thought of what would come in the days ahead. He got into bed and fell asleep. He woke up around 10 AM and that is when he heard his phone ringing. It was Sarah. “Hello?” John said. “Hello sir, intelligence has found a location. They used all the resources they had and found a few locations actually. They scouted it on site too, first with drones than with intel officers.” Sarah replied. “Tell them i am happy...
Moving in to our trailer wasn’t too difficult. The park was different from where we came from though. I guess we didn’t feel as welcomed by the neighborhood. Everyone there was drunk and loud all the time. Juba said that’s what white trash does. Which was strange because basically that’s what all the blacks did in the building we were in with juba and cletus. It didn’t take us too long to move . I guess we didn’t really have as much as we thought we did. Word got back to us from town that...
TWO MONTHS LATER, Abi was singing as she worked in the kitchen, rolled, turned, floured the pastry and rolled again. So she didn’t notice the girl until late. She was surprised to see a very pretty young girl walk past the Coach House kitchen window and around to the unlocked kitchen door. At her old apartment, there were occasional fans who would congregate outside, but only at the times when she had a higher profile on the show. When her character was about 15, her on-screen mother died in...
Part 1- "What are you reading, dear?" Mom and I were relaxing in the living room after dinner. We had always been close, but ever since her divorce had been finalized she seemed to put more effort into spending what she called 'quality time' with me. There was nothing worth watching on TV, and my homework was done. I had started skimming through some catalogs she left on the end table looking for anything interesting. "Just a catalog, Mom." "Oh, which one? Let me see,...
When my wife Mallory woke up from her name after she learned how Juba wanted her to help clean her ex husband cletus she glowingly got out of bed. It was like she was rejuvenated and full of life. “Mal can we talk about what Juba has you doing at work and what happened today ?” I asked “Sure babe . Oh my god I’m starving” Mal replied “Yea I just don’t think I like that job Juba has you doing . “ I confided “It’s certain a tough job I don’t know how to do it or even what I’m doing . Like I have...
When my wife Mallory woke up from her name after she learned how Juba wanted her to help clean her ex husband cletus she glowingly got out of bed. It was like she was rejuvenated and full of life. “Mal can we talk about what Juba has you doing at work and what happened today ?” I asked “Sure babe . Oh my god I’m starving” Mal replied “Yea I just don’t think I like that job Juba has you doing . “ I confided “It’s certain a tough job I don’t know how to do it or even what I’m doing . Like I have...
The young and voluptuous blonde actress goes missing 2 days after her 18th Birthday, she was last seen at a popular nightclub dancing the night away with a few virile young studs as Mallory 'shook her booty' until closing time in a short tight blue dress that revealed her cleavage and ample bosomy tits; An investigation is immediately started...evidence is collected, witnesses are interviewed, and DNA samples are taken for testing and are sent to the FBI Crime Lab for analysis to rule out...
FantasyI finished up and came back into the bedroom where she handed me a pair of women’s underwear, a silk t-back and a two piece cock ring. Neither of these were mine so she had to have bought them while she was away. The two piece cock ring first went around both my cock and balls as a normal ring would and then the second part was about an inch wide and acted as a spreader/ restrictor that went around the scrotum between the balls and cock. Sierra helped put it on me and it felt tight at first...
I have grown tired of waiting on XH to post part II of this series and there is not a great need for that part of the story to precede this one. So rather than get stuck waiting for 5 MORE days for this installment, I decided to go ahead and post this.The scene jumps from the odd couple travelling to the wedding to the two that are already there, who will be a part of the wedding. The circumstances are different from what they had either anticipated or sought, but by the end of the night, I...
The alarm clock sounded and I felt the thin fabric of the baby-doll nightgown encasing my body as I slid out of bed. What a sensation! I saw myself in the mirror as I walked into the bathroom. Flat chest and boyish rear end for sure, but the person in the mirror still looked like a cute girl. Suddenly terror gripped me. I would soon have to face Mom over breakfast. Last night Mom had tested me by leaving a pretty nightgown on my bed, and I knew she was wondering if I had taken the...
SISSY SIERRA by Throne Connie called out from the den, "Sierra, the girls and I are waiting for you." In the hallway, her husband stood still, hugging himself. The last thing Seymour wanted to do was go in there and have his wife and her three friends see him. It was bad enough that, several months ago, she had made him legally change his given name from Steven to Seymour, just because she thought the new one was funny. After that she had begun sissifying him in earnest. First...
I was about 24 when I met her, Sierra. A petite ebony colored skin shemale, about 5'6 and maybe 160 pounds. Sierra had breast implants and several other cosmetic surgeries done to include laser hair removal, she had her adams apple shaven down and she was on estrogen shots. Although, very slender Sierra had curves like a female gymnast. I was truly taken back by her. I would randomly see her in different places. i lived in Cocoa Beach at the time, in the mid 90's. I eventually...
On the way back to my apartment the conversation was just small talk, and a lot of heavy petting. I lived on the 2nd floor of my apartment building and allowed her to walk up the stairs first. As I followed her I couldn't help but watch her fat cock swing between her legs under her dress. I looked around before we hit the second flight of stairs and saw no one. As she stepped up to he sencond stair I grabbed her hips and stopped her. I pressed her lower back making her bend slightly...
Me and my wife, Mallory ( Mal for short) just moved from Erie PA down to Fort Davis Alabama for work. I was offered an opportunity to do postal service for the entire town. I wasn’t going to make any more money than I already do but I was told they’d move me and Mal for free and it’s kind of a poof town no one wants to go to so it’s cheap. My dad didn’t really want me to because he doesn’t like blacks. Honestly I’ve always been scared of them . But I think getting away from Erie would be good...
She was a presence across four lanes of traffic. A blonde haired look of fierce determination. A vision who captured my complete attention and never once knew I existed. There were other people there, of course, but I couldn't see them. Not really. Not just then. "Hey, Mary Kay, see the guy across the street. He's Josh Evans my ex- business partner. I heard on the street he was moving back to Wilshire Boulevard so I guess the rumors are true." How did he miss seeing her? We were...
Sierra surprised me even more when she came in and gave me a kiss in front of all my co-workers and asked me for my apartment keys. I looked questionably at her and gave them to her. She just kissed me and said "trust me baby." Just that fast she gave me one more kiss and shook her thick ass all the way out the door. I kinda just stood there in amazement, when I heard my coworkers whispering. When I turned around one of the black guys looked at me and said, "you're a lucky mother fucker,...
When I left that morning, I felt warm and cared for. Sierra and I were really becoming intimate and not just lustful. When I wasn't with her, I was thinking about her. I never thought I could feel this way about anyone but a biological female. But, I was and I felt weird in a way and so comfortable in another way. She did things that showed me that she cared like making breakfast and my lunch and then coming to my work and basically marking her territory, lol. BUT, some of her comments or...
Please read chapters 1 - 21 to get to get acquainted with my friends and me and to get immersed in the story. Use the search feature and type "The Game," to find all of the previous chapters. From the feedback that I receive, you won't regret reading the previous chapters. A recap of the story appears in the last several chapters, so I will change the introduction this time. For those who like details this chapter is packed and the most revealing to date. For those who do not, there is plenty...
First TimeONE WEEK IN THE LIFE OF "THE SISSY." Wednesday--Mallory "It is a truth universally acknowledged that a gathering of men in possession of fortunes must be in want of a regulatory structure." I'm "Lead Sissy" today (until seven, anyway). But don't get any idea I'm super-important! All the responsible girls, who've been around for a couple of years, alternate in the role. Most would as well avoid it. First of all, you are forbidden to have sex. I mean a quick handy isn't a...
I left Mallory and Cletus on our bed really quick to speak with Juba . She had more than just a little news about the field trip. She informed me one of the trailers in the white section of town was for sale for $900 but also she was going to be renting our apartment to one of her girlfriends from a different floor. Luckily we had that in the bank and honestly didn’t have much stuff to move . “Boy why do you think my baby daddy has been with your wife all day every day. He thinks he’s gonna...
The entire next day I was pretty much on my own. The other chaperones had everyone doing activities paired up with each other. I was sent to help begin the clean up so on the following day we could all wake up and hit the buses home. Beginning with the kitchen and bathrooms and finishing with the cabins and tents. I figured I’d help pack some of everyone’s stuff in their bags too so they didn’t have to worry about that. Trisha’s tent was a mess. Clothes and trash everywhere. Near Mohammad’s...
The horny adeventures of sexy milf,Jackie Anderson sighed as she stood looking in the full length mirror after stepping out of the shower. It had been about a year since the divorce and her k**s were away for the summer with their father. Since she didn’t have them to help around the house, she had decided to hire two college students for the summer. They should be arriving any time to stay and help her keep the house and yard in order. She looked at her reflection and smiled. At 35 years old,...
Once in bed Monday night after looking at the calendar, I messaged Cassi asking her if she would like to spend the day and night together on the 28th after my parents and stepsister have left and before her parent come home. She replied saying that's awesome and asked if I minded her coming to my place. I didn't mind at all and we continued exchanging messages. I then decided to message Claire to make sure we still on for Thursday and she replied back definitely and she's looking forward to...
LADY ANN'S EXTENDED HOLIDAY Original Story by Eric - Expanded Edition by Emma ENGLAND 1908. It seemed to Burt that his life was always spent with his face pressed against the glass. He worshipped Lady Ann Neville more than he did god in church. But Burt was only the stable hand at her father's vast estate. His job was to muck out and groom the horses and perform manual labour around the estate. He was forbidden even from entering the manor house. He scraped an existence in the...
"I Am Who I Am" 1 Lady Ann woke up feeling extremely grumpy. She'd just had what had to have been the worst night's sleep of her life. She'd staggered home pissed in the early hours of the morning, vomiting several times on the way home and then had to make her bed up when she got back to the hay barn above the stable. As a mere stable hand, Burt wasn't given proper lodging. Now she was living his life she literally had to roll out his thin straw mattress every night and put it...
Original Story by Eric - Expanded Edition by Emma In which...wishing to avoid a dull visit to her grandmother, Lady Ann Neville takes drastic steps; giving her a holiday from herself and getting a little too much information on how the lower orders live. Chapter One Lady & Servant 1 England 1908. It seemed to Burt that his life was always spent with his face pressed against the glass. He worshipped Lady Ann Neville more than he did god in church, but...
A Working Man 1 Ann barely slept at all and every time he woke he felt a sinking thump in his belly at exactly what had become of him and his so-called holiday; exactly how sickeningly poor his situation was. At 5am, with nothing better to do and nowhere warm and comfortable to go, Ann eventually decided to walk to the farm where Jeb worked - where he would be working today. It gave him an awful sense of dread but still an essence of fervour. There was a still a tiny part...
Thanks as always to the Prince of editors Steve Zink! Lady Ann's Holiday By Eric England 1908. It seemed to Burt that his life was always spent with his face pressed against the glass. He worshipped Lady Ann Neville more than he did god in church. But Burt was only the stable hand at her father's vast estate. Still, he had his dreams. Dreams that one day she would smile at him and say that - no it was too stupid for words. The distance between them was greater than from...
The Exchange 1 Burt was shoveling dirty hay from the floor of one of the stable stalls when Ann approached him, a mischievous expression on her face. His sleeves were rolled up past his elbows as he worked. She watched him for several minutes, staring at his rippling muscles; the careless attitude he had in his body language, entirely devoid of decorum. He obviously didn't care one whit about the way he carried himself or looked with his scruffy clothes and deliciously...
Chapter Thirty Six Swapping Back 1 Burt Harper had a terrible feeling in the pit of his stomach when he woke up next morning in Mavis's bed at the Dog & Pony. It wasn't because he was thinking about anything in particular that was troubling him but more like... more like he'd had a night crammed with nightmares that he couldn't now remember. He lay for a while, trying to piece the images he still had together but he couldn't. All he had was a vague sense of alarm; an...
An Unwelcome Change of Plan 1 "Burt" woke up at the crack of dawn and breathed a sigh of relief. It had been right swell to get away from his life as a prissy stuck-up lady but, despite some reservations, he'd more than had enough of being Burt and looked forward to becoming one of the quality again. He'd loved the carousing and the fights and he loved shagging that tart Mavis, but the plummeting drop in status had been horrible, knowing that everyone looked down on him; even the...
You Have to do the Right Thing 1 Lady Ann Neville opened her eyes very quietly, without moving any part of her body, feeling the warmth and the comfort of this opulent bedroom; the silk sheets with a terrible poignancy. When she next went to sleep it would be on a rolled out straw mattress in a hayloft open to the elements, rats crawling through the shadows only yards away from her. And she wouldn't have this lovely soft slender body anymore that felt more comfortable and real...
It's been many years ago now - but it still is as vivid in my mind as if it was only moments ago... My wife and I were still in our 20's, as was my wife's sister Jan and her husband Don. We vacationed together a lot in those early years, since we all enjoyed camping up in the Sierra. My brother in law and I both had horses, and this one vacation, we decided to take a 2 week camping vacation packing a couple of miles back into a remote meadow he had discovered previously on a fishing trip....
EroticDiverting Pastimes 1 After breakfast, Burt was wandering through the duchess's huge town house, simply enjoying yet another day off from mucking out the stables and lifting sacks of grain. He was convinced he had the better part of the deal he and his beloved Lady Ann had made, even if he had written her a note to give her the fortnight off. It still seemed incredible to him that he'd been able to write that note - and sign it with her very own signature; but it wasn't the only...
Chapter Twenty Seven Lowest of the Low 1 The morning after the boxing match, Burt Harper woke up feeling great. Yes, he'd taken some licks but he'd given out far more than he'd got back and all things considered he was glad of it. He was the champion! He was officially the toughest bloke for miles around and he couldn't wait until later when he'd be able to strut into the village and hear all the congratulations; see the adoring glances from the women. This was what being...
After living in the Netherlands for 33 years I was ready for a big change. I had been toying withthe idea of moving to another country to get away from the stress of it all for a while.I had girlfriends in the Netherlands. Wives.I had one nighters and 2 nighters. I wasn't doing bad for myself.But, there was something missing on the girl side. I love variety. I think I've been withevery kind of girl I COULD be with in the Netherlands. I started thinking about other countries.Other girls. Other...
One Last Day 1 Ann woke up from a deep sleep on his straw pallet, the sun shining through the crack in the hay barn door and into his eyes. He groaned, rolling over, then brightened and sat up, realising what day this was. It was the last day. Finally. Just one more day as Burt and he would be back in his rightful body. He would be the lady of the manor once again! It gave him such an overwhelming sense of relief to think that... as well as a moment of regret. Being Burt had...
Chapter Twenty Nine A Chance of Escape 1 Ann opened her eyes. There was no sound in the warehouse in which she was being held. She lay still, listening, moving her gaze from upper right to upper left, trying to pick out the least scratch or murmur. But there wasn't any. She got to her feet silently from where she'd been sleeping on the cold floor. Her arms were bare, her dress shredded round the shoulders. She looked awful and the fact that these men had done this to her...
Chapter Thirty Four Servant & Lady 1 Ann had a delicious breakfast in the hotel dining room, sitting quietly thoughtful with Richard. "Ann dear, you seem of dour disposition today," he said. "Are you alright?" She smiled quickly and falsely. "I'm fine, thank you darling. Just considering what it will be like to be home. So much... has changed since I was there last." "Indeed it has my dear. You're soon to be married to the most eligible bachelor in England. Your life...
The Note 1 The next morning Ann was startled to wake from a deep and satisfied sleep at the crack of dawn. With no glass in the windows it was freezing and the dawn light shone right in her eyes through the open hayloft entrance. The straw mattress underneath her was little better than sleeping on a board; not like the silk sheets and thick mattress she was used to. It took her a moment to realise where she was. And who she was. Her head was fuzzy from the previous night's...
Ever More Obsequious 1 The woman who would one day soon be the wife of Lord Richard Hurley, woke up early with a delicious smile on her face. She had a long hot bubble bath, loving the luxury of it then ate a tasty breakfast with her grandmamma out on the balcony, chatting excitedly about ideas for the wedding. Ann felt entirely happy; satisfied in a way she didn't remember ever feeling before, as though not only was life perfect for her now, but it always would be perfect...
Ups & Downs 1 The real Burt meanwhile, stared out with his new eyes at the disappearing English countryside, an elegant shawl wrapped around his shapely legs. In no time they were at the railway station and he was helped down from the carriage. It was a marvel to be walking through the milling people. Up until now Burt had only spent time in Griply Hall. Now he was outside in the real world, surrounded by ordinary people; either his equals or betters in his normal life. Now,...