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Tom ran a home remodeling business and the office was an old home he had remodeled as a demonstration of what he could do. The kitchen was the company break room the living room was the main office and a bedroom was his private office. The 2.5 baths were completely new and one had a two person jet tub and the other had a shower with several different heads. His daughter is 16 and has been helping in the office with some paper work and a gofer in general. She goes to school most days except...
However the event which this story follows is one which they had never practiced before. It all started 2 weeks previously. The girls were in Jasmines house chilling out as it was raining heavy outside. Katie and Lucy loved being in jasmines house, simply because they fancied her twin brother Carl. “Hey Jasmine is Carl in” they asked as they sat slumped on her big double bed. “I think he’s out with our parents” she replied “why? You want to see if you can get a piece of him”? They laughed...
arriving at the party, jasmine realised she was slighly early as there were only 4 people there. thinking she might get drunk early and say something about wanting to fuck rebecca, she told her that shed popped in early to drop the drinks off but had to nip back home to get rebeccas present. driving home she couldnt believe how sexy rebecca looked. the image of rebecca wearing the white dress that clung to her curves and showed her full suckable tits off madejasmine moist. pulling up outside...
She awoke. The noise of the city was loud in her ears as she got up, she licked her lips, she was feeling hungry, but she knew the sun was still up — she was looking forward to the night ahead. She rang the bell to let him know she was awake, but he would already know that, it was part of his life now, ever since she took him. "Jasmine you are awake." He said, Jasmine smiled at him, a calm seductive smile, one which he could never resist, he reached up and kissed her, she being nearly six...
A MONTH AGOJasmine did not mean to do it. It was her first time drink driving, but she was just been so happy after closing yet another deal. At 23, she was still a fresh lawyer, but she knew she would be hitting the big time soon, at the rate she was going. Then it happened. She never saw the smallish figure in front of her car, and by the time she had heard the thud it was far too late. All she could think of was,"Fuck", and she hurriedly drove off without a backward glance. She had thought...
Jasmine?s storyJasmine loved her life. She was 21, in law school, was beautiful, and had everything she thought she needed to succeed in life. She never hesitated to use her beauty to get what she wanted and it was just a tool to her especially when it came to men, young or old. To her, she was the queen of the world and rightfully so. One day, she was in the university library?s study room alone, having just chased away the nerd she had been using recently to complete her homework for her. ?Hi...
Chapter 1 My younger sister, Jasmine, was only 15 at the time she had run away from home. She'd been sneaking out in the middle of the night to go out with her friends and finally our parents caught her. They had grounded her, giving her very little freedom to do anything. Frustrated and feeling alone she ran away that summer. I was 26 at the time and had just landed a great job and bought my first home. It was a two bedroom home but it was just perfect for me. I wasn't married but had a...
Jasmine and Doug lay there, sated for the moment. Jasmine thought about Doug and all their communication before this meeting. They’d gone over several fantasies of his, planning several. There was one she was thinking about; she wasn’t sure he would go for it but thought there was a pretty good possibility. She turned on her stomach and put one arm across Doug as she lifted her head, looking at him closely.“Doug, what do you have planned for the rest of the day?”He wasn’t sure where she was...
TransCarl closed the door and went into the living room where the girls where. “So…..anyone want a drink or anything” he asked “Carl we’re not guests” Jasmine said “they practically live here” “I wish” Carl mumbled. “Anyway, what have you naughty girls been getting up too” Carl said with a little smile, expecting Katie and Lucy to wonder what he was going on about. “oh you know, licking each other out, fingering each others assholes, Cumming all over, the usual” Katie said, taking notice of...
Jasmine and Jamie By Sandy brown Tragically, Jamie's mom died of cancer when he was very young. His father Bob was a good man, and tried his best to be both a father and a mother to Jamie, but he was a successful investment banker, always pre- occupied with business, and travelled a lot, and so, in spite of the absence of a mother, they were never very close. Also, Bob was something of a "man's man," an alpha male in a tough, competitive world, and even though he loved Jamie (a...
All for Jasmine By Samantha Jay © November 2001 Part 2 - Jason and Karen The smell of breakfast being cooked wafted into the bedroom and brought me slowly back to consciousness. I was confused; Barbara never cooked breakfast. Slowly the events of the last two days came drifting back. I then realised who was cooking and, more frighteningly, who was meant to join her. Had I really agreed to do this? I got up and went to the bathroom. After my shower, I shaved my...
Jasmine becomes a slave part 1 Chapter 1 The betRacheal was going to the B&D party at Shelia’s that Monday night and was picking out her outfit. She selected the black leather cat suit that hugged her body and while it covered her, it allowed everyone to know she had a hot body. Shelia was a fellow Domme and was the area’s leading supplier of fetish gear, from clothes to dungeon items and all of her parties were events not to be missed as she loved to demonstrate new items on her slaves. As...
Our meetings became more frequent following the blow job event. We started to see each other on a more or less weekly basis and always ended our chats with some form of sex act. Some times without leaving the premises, furtive fingering or wanking under the table when we felt we could get away with it. Other times we'd sneak into the toilet and fuck or give each other oral relief. Occasionally we would take a drive to a more remote location just outside the city, walk a while then indulge...
Conversion of Jasmine Conversion of Jasmine Jasmine and Mike had been together for a year now, they had a good strong relationship and a healthy sex life. Mike had no complaints with Jasmines body as it got him hard whenever she stripped and showed off her assets. She kept it in shape by visiting the gym regularly; she loved showing it off as much as she did giving it exercise. Jasmine was 21 and had the most amazing breasts, and she knew it - her wardrobe focussed on making sure...
Jasmine awoke the following morning with George sprawled on top of her still partially dressed. They had fallen asleep immediately after their extremely hot lovemaking, both were totally satiated. George rolled off of Jasmine and got out of bed, ‘I could stay here all day with her’ he thought. He kissed her gently and went to shower before work. The hot shower washing over his body and relaxing his aching muscles, reminding him why they were aching in the first place. Jasmine stretched lazily...
The following story is a work of fiction based on my own dreams and fantasiesJasmine nervously waited outside the hotel for a taxi, it was only 5 minutes, but it felt like an eternity.Finally a taxi pulled up and Jasmine nervously got in, "where to miss" asked the driver, Jasmine froze, she had never been out dressed before and she had never talked to anyone whilst in Female mode, "i'm not sure" she nervously said, the driver turned and looked at Jasmine, "first time out dressed" asked the...
Mistress Jasmine made me a slave forever By Greta Since long I haven't written a story so maybe I am a little rusty, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. There are some autobiographic parts in it but most is fantasy, which part is real and which is fantasy I leave to you. Like any other author I do love comments too, whether they are good or bad. So please leave some words of praise or critics. Those critics which help me to become a better author are the...
Note : This story is completely fictional! I laid my head on Jasmine's beautiful chest as I heard her heart beating. I could still taste her delicious nectar in my mouth. She laid there looking so precious so innocent. Her eyes slowly moved down to look at me. I felt her love intensely. "Alex will you make love to me?" Her voice was so soft. I licked her one of her nipples and kissed her neck. "Yes, only if you want me to." "I want! Oh God do I want!" She sighed. It was turning me on more and...
IncestIt was the summer of 1869. It was the summer of my life ending in India… Oh how I shall miss my beloved Princess Jasmine, the silky smooth texture of her fair skin, and the lips that pulsate with fiery bliss whenever they so, so gently press against my cheek. Oh how I can still feel the heat of her breath upon my skin, the gentle breeze coming from the smiling lips and her nose… Then in an instant to the here and now I suddenly returned, calling out orders to the handful of my men who...
Chapter Six – George’s Adventure Begins George sat in his car in the rush hour traffic, cars jammed bumper to bumper, moving at a crawl. Instead of being annoyed as he usually was, he was thinking about Jasmine and what she had told him last night. She had had a sexual encounter with Rick in the park. He was a little jealous, but he was also extremely turned on by the thought of Rick fucking his wife. George also could not believe Jasmine had told him what had happened the previous evening and...
Chapter Four – Eric’s Ride Home The day started out just like every other day. George took Jasmine’s car because it needed some work done on it. She still had George’s car in the garage, but she seldom drove it. George had a really nice sports car, sleek, white and powerful, but Jasmine was not very comfortable driving it at times, but then at other times that car made her feel young and free. Jasmine was puttering around the house when the phone rang. It was Rick and he had a favor to ask...
George was apprehensive about waking Jasmine this morning. He was not sure if she had forgiven him for last night’s argument, even if she said she had. Never in their many years of marriage had they fought like that, and while it was exciting it was also frightening for him. He loved Jasmine very much and did not want to lose her. He held her in his arms, not moving, enjoying her closeness. The smell of her hair was arousing to him and her legs entwined with his were not helping at all. In fact...
All for Jasmine By Samantha Jay © November 2001 Part 1 - Jason I looked at the clock. It was ten past six. 'She should be there by now,' I thought. "I'll just give it another twenty minutes," I said to no one in particular. Picking up the evening newspaper, I carried on reading the article that I had started. I glanced at the clock after I had finished the report. "Well, Jason, time to start." I have this habit of talking to myself. I got up and walked into the...
I caressed the long, silken tresses of the exquisitely nude young Asian who knelt proudly before me, then turned to her equally exquisite sister - a three-dimensional photocopy of the one I had just petted. "Lovely," I proclaimed softly. They were, but I had an ulterior motive for letting them hear me say so. These two were obviously proud of their beauty and used it to great advantage in their lives and in their enterprise. The twins ran a business in San Francisco catering to the needs...
Chapter Two – An Evening to Remember The next morning when she saw her neighbor’s son through the window, he smiled knowingly at her. It was then she realized they had not shut the curtains or windows last night. Jim had been watching her fuck George, and he had gotten one hell of a show. She smiled back, a naughty little smile letting him know that she knew what he had seen. He winked at her and turned from his window. ‘Let him look,’ she thought, ‘It turns me on.’ Jim was a good-looking...
All day long as Jasmine and George did chores, her mind wandered to her bath and Jim. It really excited her to recall him outside of her window the night before. The glimpse of him reflected in the mirror masturbating while she did the same thing made her lust for him! Should she call him? She wanted to, but could she really do it? The sexual tension was building inside of her all day, and in a way she liked the way it made her feel. When George and Jasmine finished, they sat out on the deck...
George and Jasmine had been married for twenty-five years. They had married young and had a loving marriage. But after having sex with the same person for twenty-five years, well it got dull. It was the same old thing, go to bed, have sex the same old way, go to sleep. While it felt nice, George and Jasmine had fallen into a rut. They had had a really hot sex life at one time. They had probably done it everywhere they could and as much as they could have, but with time came the routine. Jasmine...
Chapter Five — A Walk in the Park The night had cooled off, so Jasmine decided to go for a walk. She went to the park like she had many times before. The park was one of Jasmine’s secrets, if anyone knew about her secret spot and what she did there they would be shocked. Rick saw her go and he decided he needed some air too. He waited a few minutes and strolled off in the same direction Jasmine had. He walked through the park looking for her, but didn’t see her right away. Maybe he had been...
Chapter 8 – Jasmine’s Bath Jasmine walked into the bathroom, it was one of her favourite rooms in the house. It was completely feminine. The walls were a dusty rose shade, complemented with gold fixtures, black rugs and huge black fluffy towels hanging on a gold rack beside a large ivory bathtub. She walked from the bedroom nude into the bathroom, watching herself in the mirror behind the tub. ‘Not bad for an old girl.’ She thought while glancing at her reflection before bending over to turn...
Hello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn't deserve such a nice, gorgeous wonderful woman.Let me describe my wife to you. Danielle is five foot seven, fair with blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes and charming...
Hello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn’t deserve such a nice, gorgeous wonderful woman.Let me describe my wife to you. Danielle is five foot seven, fair with blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes and charming...
Hello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn’t deserve such a nice, gorgeous wonderful woman.Let me describe my wife to you. Danielle is five foot seven, fair with blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes and charming...
2:20 PM: Humming along with Previn and the Pittsburgh Symphony, Jasmine poured soothing bath oils into the tub then turned and admired herself in the full-length mirror as she slowly stripped off the shirt, let it fall away from her shoulders and turned sideways, and examined her breasts. She acknowledged their firmness and with a tight smile reached under them to trace their curve with her fingertips. Inevitably, her fingers slid out to the nipples and gently squeezed them. Jasmine's mouth...
England isn't exactly known for its porn scene. "They're sexy" is nobody's first thought upon hearing the word "British." These motherfuckers have been inbreeding for so long that they all look like they're missing a chromosome. If you have a retard fetish, go for it; otherwise, people would rather jerk off to almost anyone else.From Freak to ChicHowever, occasionally a Brit is born that looks marginally human. Even rarer is a Brit that looks sexy. Whenever one pops up, they instantly become...
Twitter Porn AccountsHello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn’t deserve such a nice, gorgeous wonderful woman. Let me describe my wife to you. Danielle is five foot seven, fair with blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes and charming...
Cheating WifesHello, my name is Tim. I am a 30 year-old married man. I have been married for five years to my wife Danielle. She is an absolute beauty of a woman. I remember when we were married, I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world. Since I am no hunk myself, standing at just five foot six and extremely lanky, I felt like I didn’t deserve such a nice, gorgeous wonderful woman. Let me describe my wife to you. Danielle is five foot seven, fair with blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes and charming...
She MalesNote : This story is completely fictional! My sister, Jasmine, was only 16 at the time she had ran away from home. She'd been sneaking out in the middle of the night to go out with her friends and finally our parents caught her. They had grounded her, giving her very little freedom to do anything. Frustrated and feeling alone she ran away that summer. I was 25 at the time and had just landed a great job and bought my first home. It was a two bedroom home but it was just perfect for me. I wasn't...
IncestThat’s all it for Jasmine to turn around and start talking to Stoner. He was the first boy to show her any positive attention due to her being on the thick side. She started talking and telling him her wildest dreams and desires. Jasmine told Stoner that she wanted to get out of the small town and move to somewhere that no one knew her name and that they would not treat like she was something that could kill them just because of her weight. Jasmine told Stoner that she love his eyes and...
The first time I saw Jasmine I was sitting in a local starbucks, drinking coffee while reading a book. It was the height of summer and unusually hot for the UK. Three young girls came in and joined the queue. They were all very pretty and dressed in short skirts or tiny shorts and tshirts, trainers without socks. I felt a little hardening in my pants watching them as they queued and chatted, giggling with each other. Their bodies young and taught, silky smooth calves and soft thighs on display,...
This is a story that has been on the shelf for awhile. It is about a bunch of people that interact with each other. Not a particularly happy story. Jasimine might be a good study as a psychiatric subject. "Hi Hon, you're going out with Sherry tonight, right?" "Yes. Why, do you have to work late again?" "Yeah. Two more weeks and then I'm home every night. It has been a rough three months for both of us, I know. I'll make it up to you, I promise. "It's not been that bad as long as...
Every day, at three o’clock, my neighbor’s daughter sunbathes in the nude. She’s the most beautiful young woman I've ever seen. She’s eighteen and has a very athletic body. She’s 5’7” and has the longest tan legs that are shaped quite beautifully. Her breasts are firm and I’d say they’re about 38C cup size. She shaves her pussy. She has blond long hair that she wears in braids and beautiful blue eyes. Her name is Jasmine, and I’m the horny old neighbor that gets off every day watching her...
TabooI heard nothing from Jasmine for almost three weeks. She was always in my head it seemed and I often found myself running the events of that first encounter through my mind, partly shocked and surprised at my behaviour, totally out of character, but wanting so much to repeat it, to do so much more. I found I couldn't masturbate without thinking of her, without thinking about how it felt to touch her. I had almost given up hope of seeing her again. Several times I had made my way to the city to...
One year, that's how long my wife, Jasmine 21, and I have been married, but we dated for five years before that. I have always found my Latina wife attractive, being 5'3 weighting 120 lbs, with a beautiful curvy figure, firm round 34c breast, and a . She always had her long brunette fall down her neck reaching her breast. What can I say, she always looked amazing. I had a dark history though, before I was married, I had an addiction to porn. The ones I would really spend my time on would be the...
Cheating WifesI had a dark history though, before I was married, I had an addiction to porn. The ones I would really spend my time on would be the ones where the husband is forced to watch his wife get fucked by another man. After I got married though, those desires faded away. Until recently, I had these dreams, these dark dirty dreams. In these dreams, I would see my wife getting manhandle by a big black man, and for some reason when I would wake up, I would be extremely turned on. I told Jasmine...
‘I think you should give Jasmine a taste of this.’ The ‘this’ was my cock, which Julia was stroking lovingly, preparatory to taking in her mouth. She was on her knees, straddling my legs. We were in bed, and it was around 8 o’clock in the morning, week six of the lockdown.We had settled into a routine; Jasmine’s behaviour had improved hugely since her mother had thrashed her backside so severely when she’d come home unexpectedly. She still stepped out of line, roughly once a week, and Julia...
SpankingI was surprised. Rangers were supposed to be bullet proof; first sergeant had told me so in training camp. So there I was with a bullet lodged near my heart and a shard of shrapnel buried in my ass. What a wonderful way to get a ticket home—not. That I'd made a herculean effort to fall on the nurse and shield her from the incoming even while she was prepping me to get the bullet removed from my chest didn't make me feel any better, her body did feel good under me. Laying there on top of her...
ALMOST NO ONE has ever heard of Ms. Jennifer Penelope Deaux-Fontaine, but plenty of folks know her alter ego, her nom de plume, her pseudonym, her pen name, Wendy Wilde, the wicked writer of sexually explicit novels and articles. Yeah, that Wendy Wilde. The same offbeat writer who had more people hating her than even Adolf Hitler could ever have imagined. But, as of today, everyone's heard of the woman behind the Wilde mask. Anyone, that is, who bothered to read last night's evening paper....
Note : This story is completely fictional! I woke up really early that Sunday morning. All night I could not sleep just thinking about Jasmine. I could still feel her soft lips on mine. She was just so amazing. The way her body felt, the way she smelled. God I was falling in love with my own sister! It was insane! I went early to the gym that day and showered there as well. I took some extra clothes to change. I was so nervous to come home at all. I knew Jasmine would be there looking as...
IncestIt had been three days. Three days since Jack's now-ex girlfriend broke his heart. If it had been a normal breakup, he supposed it wouldn't have been this bad. But when somebody cheats on you, it brings your whole self-image into question. "What if I had been more attentive? What if I had worked out more? Was my dick too small? Did I not satisfy her orally? Did she fake every orgasm she had?" These questions floated through his head every second of each day. It didn't help that...
Jamie and Jasmine, Part IV; My Son's Budding Breasts, Part VI By Sandy Brown Jamie was walking down the beach, alone with his thoughts. He was wearing a modest one piece swimsuit, cut high in the hip, to show off his best features, his legs. Ever since that first time when he decided to shave his legs in Jasmine's shower, he had kept his legs nice and smooth. He was wearing a white baseball cap, and gold hoop earrings. He was wearing 'beach' makeup - tinted sunscreen, waterproof...
The light from the street lamp outside probed its way through the small gap in the curtains of my window, casting shadows across her body. It wasn’t the lamp that was keeping Jasmine awake, no it was the humidity was atrocious, even with the full blast air conditioning sliding over her.The naked girl groaned and rolled over onto her stomach, hard nipples sliding across the satin sheets. Putting those on hadn’t been a good idea, but when she had looked she was out of cotton sheets, and the only...
Wonder what she has on her mind? “What language were Alvin and you speaking?” she, his wife Nell, Anna, Ester, and two of the kids I brought here last night wanted to know. In a language that she knew, which she also thought no one outside her small family knew, I said, “Bitch. You had to go there, didn’t you? I’m so much more than you can even guess.” Now you have that surprised look on your face. I took a few bites and then said, “I met Alvin’s half-sister, Skylar, when I was at one of...
Author's notes: Well, 'bout time I got back on the fic writing scene, isn't it? This work is a not a big departure for me in one sense (M to BBW transformations are still the soup de jour), but I wanted to take a shot at doing a different type of transformation story, moving a bit away from dwelling on the physical aspects of the change, and going more into a longer mental/identity transformation process. It's still meant to be more of a work of erotica than anything else, so I'm not...
Doug was planning a little trip with a few bits and pieces his wife knew nothing about. You see, she was heading to the East Coast for a combination of business meetings and visiting some of her family that lived there. While she was gone Doug was planning a trip to Chicago to see a football game. This wasn’t the first time they planned separate trips like this, although most were over the summer and he would go to various baseball parks. But this time he was planning something different. Oh,...
TransWe ended staying over and left the next morning. I got an accounting of my share from what I had left in their custody last time. We had eleven conches profit that was mine. I didn’t understand all of what they had done to make that much but at their insistence I took it. The ride was uneventful after yesterday’s follies. James would ask questions about how Jasmine could be a warrior and when she had time to learn all of this as she looked so young. “In Cassandra terms I am twenty-eight...
I showered and shaved what little hair I may have had then ran a bath with smoothing oils. I relaxed in the hot water for about an hour then I got out and sat at my vanity table drip drying. I applied bright red nail polish to toes and fingertips. I plucked my eyebrows and then I applied my make-up. Yellow and green eyeshadow, black eyeliner, mascara, rose blush, bright red lip gloss and a dusting of my favorite perfume. Going through my closet to find the perfect fuckme outfit is always fun...
Let me start off this chapter with a short discussion on my method of mental programming. While I have given various descriptions of the brain implants my women had been given -- or at least their triggers and effects, since I have no inclination to give away specifics of the technologies involved-- I have almost completely ignored the initial base programming. After all, some readers have no doubt questioned how to make a woman readily accept sharing a man with other women or even suddenly...
100% fiction! Mom’s a dream, a real treasure. I’d gotten in a day earlier than expected and she was out. I’d driven through the night and wanted to get a little exercise in; I was stiff from the drive. Thought I’d swim a few laps then maybe take a nap. So I was in the pool when she got home. Of course she’d seen my vehicle in the drive, she knew I was there but still, I’m her only boy, I’d just gotten home from college for the summer; she was on the pool deck calling to me, “Tommy, come here...
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