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Introduction: Lucas, your average high school student, and Isabelle, a French foreign exchange student, have been friends for years, but that is al goingl change soon… The next day, I woke up from another dream about Isabelle. I felt so uncomfortable and dirty. I needed to take a shower so I got a new set of clothes for the day and hopped in my shower, turning it all the way up. The water was still cold and not warming up so my shower only lasted for a few minutes before it became unbearable...
Introduction: Lucas, your average high school student, and Isabelle, a French foreign exchange student, have been friends for years, but that is al goingl change soon… ***Note: This story does not become erotic until around Chapter 3 onwards. If that is all you want from a story then I suggest just watching porn, or wait until Chapter 3 comes out. This is a true story which means that it isnt just going to be gratuitous amounts of sex.*** When I heard the news that Isabelle was coming over...
Introduction: ***Its going to take me a bit longer to write these now, so be patient. Im hoping to post a new chapter every 3-4 weeks, but my schedules a little hectic right now, so Im sorry about that. **Update** I will keep writing this story, but its getting a little boring for me so it may take longer to write each chapter, however, I will be posting a new story sometime soon and will probably alternate between this story and the other every month or so. Thank you all for the support! In...
It was just bad timing, Isabelle thought. Any other time, he would have been just another attractive man. He just had to walk into the gallery at a bad (or good, insisted part of her mind) time. Martin, her fiancé, was away on a long trip, covering the meeting of G-8 Finance ministers in Tokyo and she was feeling the emptiness of her sex life rather acutely that afternoon. She was appraising slides of Polynesian masks, with her office darkened and the ferocious features began to look rather...
CuckoldA sting on Isabelle’s bottom woke her up with a yelp. She turned around to see Jean-Marie standing next to her bed, his arms folded across his chest. ‘Good morning ms. Anderson.’ he said. ‘You wouldn’t wake up when I called you.’ The haze of sleep ebbed away and the sensation on her bottom told her what he had done to wake her up. No one had dared to spank her since she’d been a little girl and she glared at him for the brutality. Before she could scold him he spoke again. ‘Despite looking...
*I thought it would be fun to write a take on the well known story of Beauty and the Beast, with some light BDSM thrown in for the kinks :-). Don’t expect a lot of hanky-panky though, at least I don’t think it’ll happen soon and the focus is on romance. When all chapters are done I plan to rework the whole thing once more and release it as an ebook. The story, Isabelle is blackmailed into working for Jean-Marie Bête after he finds out how good of an assistant she is. She has to, to get her...
This is the beginning of my own version of a story line about the Carpathian Men and the women they mate with. I have always been fascinated by vampires and had my own take on them fantasy-wise. When I began reading novels about the Carpathians they seemed like exactly the image I had of what vampires would be like if I were to write them. This is the first chapter in that effort. Enjoy! ***** How had Isabella gotten herself into this situation? She had been innocently typing a new story on...
ISABELLE IS INTERESTING AS INTRIGUING AS SHE SHOWS OFF HER BODILY BEAUTIESISABELLE IS A RED-HOT REAL REDHEAD, WHO CAN DANCE AND SPORT SEDUCTIVELY ISABELLE IS AWARE SHE IS NOT A SINGER - ONLY WHEN SHE IS ALONE IN A SHOWERISABELLE IS A BUNDLE OF JOY, IN BED AS WELL AS IN SOME SPORTS LIKE SWIMMINGISABELLE IS AWESOME IN A CUTE PRIVATE SHOW - FOR AUSTRALIAN ´ABBY WINTERS´ISABELLE IS ALONE AT HOME AND HAS HER CAMERA SET-UP ON A TRIPOD AT HER BEDISABELLE IS ALONE IN HER BED AND STARTS TALKING TO US -...
ISABELLE AND THE COMPANY PARTYby Isabelle VagabaNate looks adoringly at his beautiful wife. Isabelle is a petite bombshell, barely 5'2" tall she has an angelic face with straight blonde hair and a body to die for. Her skin is light and perfectly unblemished, with large DD cups that look huge on her tiny frame and a narrow waist that ends in a perfect bubble butt and legs that look out of proportion with her body. Nate knows he is very lucky to be married to one of the hottest women he ever seen...
Isabelle got a call from Colette in the next morning to ask her to come with her father to the Bête office after lunch. When they arrived they walked with Samantha to the conference room and found the FTC agents there with Jean-Marie’s legal head, a Latino looking man she hadn’t met before and Jean-Marie himself. The legal head introduced himself as Alphonse and the other as Ramirez, system administrator. They shook hands and they all sat down. ‘I understand you have something to show us?’...
Isabelle My Daughter, Ludivine My Young Girl Friend and Me Alix § § § Introduction § § § My name is Alix, I’m 40, I’m a father of a gorgeous blond Isabelle being now 25 years old. My wife left me and I now have a girl friend of 18, Ludivine, a beautiful brunette. We all like the cool sporty look and don’t mind to wear torn clothes because we are so careless. Being grunge-like excites us a lot. This is one of the many reasons why my former wife quitted me. This morning I’m on the sofa...
Isabelle My Daughter, Ludivine My Young Girl Friend and Me Alix§ § § Introduction § § §My name is Alix, I'm 40, I'm a father of a gorgeous blond Isabelle being now 25 years old. My wife left me and I now have a girl friend of 18, Ludivine, a beautiful brunette.We all like the cool sporty look and don't mind to wear torn clothes because we are so careless. Being grunge-like excites us a lot. This is one of the many reasons why my former wife quitted me.This morning I'm on the sofa watching a...
‘Good morning, Isabelle.’ Jean-Marie said as she walked into the kitchen. ‘I see you’ve woken up on time, very good.’ ‘Good morning, Mr. Bête.’ she said. ‘I did remember to set the alarm this time.’ ‘Jean.’ he said, smiling at her. ‘Sorry?’ she said, afraid she missed something. ‘Well, you called me that last evening.’ She went through the memories of the party and remembered calling out to him. ‘I did, didn’t I?’ she said. ‘I didn’t mean to-‘ ‘I don’t dislike it, so when we’re in private...
Isabelle had briefed Colette and Samantha on the current events and made lists of what really needed to be done in the coming days. ‘I hope you can set things straight.’ Colette said, hugging Isabelle. ‘Same here.’ Isabelle said and hugged Samantha. ‘Good luck with Jean.’ ‘If he gets too much we’ll threaten to tell you.’ Samantha chuckled. Isabelle chuckled. ‘And then get me into trouble?’ ‘Well, since you are involved with him, we assumed you don’t mind.’ Isabelle tried not to think of...
The next days were relatively normal. There was no further word from Linda and they soon forgot about her, Jean-Marie had made her the pasta he had wanted to and she had another thing to compliment him about. He had less reason to scold her for mistakes at work and she felt good when he praised her for jobs well done. She did get curious again after seeing him come out of the forbidden room one evening, looking a little distressed. ‘Are you okay?’ she asked. He took a deep breath. ‘I’m fine....
‘He can’t do this!’ said Avery, head sales at Anderson Trading, while pacing back and forth through the main office. ‘How could you agree to this!?’ ‘Because if I didn’t you and everyone else would be standing in line at the unemployment office right now.’ said Isabelle, dividing her duties for Liu and Jack. Avery didn’t like it, but she was right. And he didn’t want to give up on his newly bought Mercedes coupé. ‘Listen,’ he said, putting his hand on top of hers. ‘If anything happens, I’m...
Several days went by and Isabelle had gotten things back to what they were when she had left for Bête Holdings. Her father praised her and even Jean-Marie had told her he was proud of her when they spoke on the phone. Her sisters didn’t want her to go because then they’d have to get back to working hard and wouldn’t be able to borrow a suit from Isabelle to impress friends. Adelaide and Felicia were waiting in Isabelle’s office when her phone rang. Adelaide saw the name Bête Holdings and...
‘Working late tonight?’ asked Colette as she checked her notes with Isabelle a few days later. Isabelle nodded. ‘Yeah, he told me to see what I’d like and have it delivered, but I don’t know. Do you have any ideas?’ ‘There’s pizza, pasta, spareribs and burgers around here of course.’ Isabelle nodded. ‘I’m not really in the mood for anything fatty or fried like that.’ Colette pondered for a moment, then remembered what a friend mention a short time ago. ‘There’s a new Japanese restaurant in...
Isabelle woke up from Jean-Marie’s caressing fingers. She snuggled back tighter against him while his hand caressed her side and thigh, then moved up to her shoulder and down her arm. His lips felt hot in the back of her neck and when he growled softly it made her skin crawl with excitement. She stroked his erection between her buttocks, moaning softly. He moved his hand down between her legs and let his fingers fire up her arousal more. ‘Take me again, please?’ she moaned and he gave her a...
The party was held at a mansion belonging to the owner of a large legal firm and was tastefully decorated with lanterns. Jean-Marie stopped at the valet in front of the big stairs leading up to the large front doors. He got out of the car, took the ticket from the valet and walked around the back while another valet opened the door for Isabelle. Jean-Marie held out his hand and helped her get out, then kept her hand in his as he escorted her up the stairs and into the mansion through the open...
"Damn that feels good," she said. He pulled out and felt her vagina squeeze him trying to hold him in. He laughed. "Like it do you? Tell me again how much better than Victor I am," he said. "No comparison, honey; pencil dick can't hold a candle to you. His little thingy just doesn't do it for me. Come on, sock it to me; don't tease me," she said. He ploughed into her once more; soon he was ramming her to the point of pain, but she didn't cry out. Her only sounds were low guttural...
ISABELLESex on legsEvery now and then you may come across a young lady such as Isabelle. They are though very rare in my experience. I have only met two or three in all my years. However; when you meet such a girl I think you will know it without a doubt.My Isabelle was quite simply ‘sex on legs‘. She even smelt of sex; it would drive me wild just to sit next to her; her sex was overpowering. She; of course, knew this and she exploited it to the full. She wore flimsy clothing that barely...
I have to thank DeepThroatDealer for showing me the videos , this story is created in response to (will link it here) my english isnt really good so dont be too harsh on me.I Counted the minutes to log onto the site and see what kind of story emorymed had prepared for me, and prepared to enjoy it calmly.The story was about Isabelle, Ricardo and me! Isabelle was a sexy and wonderful roommate that I had and she came to my mind instantly. Ever since I first met her, I had a strong admiration for...
Sex is better messy. It’s simply a fact of life. You should be sliding around on top of eachother from the massive amounts of lube you’re using. It’s wet, sticky, and so much hotter than just fucking regularly. Plus, everyone looks better with a nice sheen of oil. You’ve seen the glistening bodies of pornstars covered in that shit. It’s fucking awesome. But, like all good fetishes, wet and messy content can be hard to come by, especially if you’re looking for that high-quality good shit....
Erotic Massage SitesForeword: Last part was received well. I am considering rewriting Stephanie I because I'm not happy with how it flows. Leave some advice if you have ideas on how it could be rewritten. Sophia's Introduction is next, am part way through Bianca II. Isabelle I She was hungry. Not that that was anything new of course, she was often found herself with this familiar feeling in her stomach and chest. It spread through her like a familiar chill. Living on the streets was difficult and Isabelle...
Chapter Five: I realize I needed to understand Robert's motivation and desires betterIt happens again the next morning.I arose early, slipped out of bed without waking Robert. Silently, I went into the bathroom. I turned the water on, giving the hot water time to work its way through the pipes for my warm shower. While waiting for the water to warm up, I stared into the mirror and assessed my thirty nine year old body. Objectively speaking, I was in excellent shape. My breasts were firm and...
TabooHi Y’all,Well the week could have been better but it’s ended well. This past week we had a little bit of ice and snow Wednesday night causing for a not so fun Thursday morning of getting the k**s off to school and driving for Uber. My bad Thursday morning started off as I was driving home after dropping the k**s at school and hit an ice patch on a downhill road. The car in front of me hit their brakes as soon as they hit the ice and they started sliding, I hit my brakes too and joined in the...
Introduction: This is part one of a series of stories called the Isabelle Chronicles ************************************************************** This is part one of a series of stories called the Isabelle Chronicles. Some of these stories are real, some are semi-real and some are just fantasy. Can you guess which is which? *************************************************************** It was a Monday night in the middle of a sizzling summer and I had only one thing on my mind: you. The...
Foreword – This story though of a familiar genre was inspired by a letter to Dear Abby that contained the line My husbands son – Ill call him Duncan – came to visit The Sneaky Stepson By rutger5 (An original story- copyright 2012) Dont misunderstand me honey, Im not dismissing your concerns but I believe youre overreacting a little is all&hellip, Overreacting? I dont think so Paul. If it was the shoe on the other foot you wouldnt feel the same Im sure Tara Ferguson replied to her husband....
Hello.. I want to tell you about how i started to breastfeed my stepson and start to have new lovely bond with him till now. Before let me introduce myself. Myself riya and i am my husband’s second wife. His first wife was actually my elder sister who had meet with an accident and expired so later on my family made me marry my sister’s husband only. He has teenage child shreyas who was now also my son. Days passed on and i gave birth to a baby boy. My relationship with my step son was not good....
IncestJohn, a straight forty-year-old, takes his eighteen-year-old gay stepson's virginity. To please his wife and bond with his stepson, John asks Aaron if he wants to learn some mechanics with him. As they have a nice moment together, John discovers something he had never felt before, a need hidden deep inside him. He's going to breed the young gay boy. New message from Sandra — Don’t forget what we talked about! Go talk to Aaron. Luv you. I read the text message from my wife and put...
Gay... New message from Sandra — Don’t forget what we talked about! Go talk to Aaron. Luv you....I read the text message from my wife and put back the phone in my pocket. Aaron was her son. After living with his father for a few years when he was a teenager, he came back to his mom’s at the beginning of the summer, as we were living closer to his college.I never had children with my first wife, so kids were not my specialty. Well, he was eighteen, so not really a kid anymore, but still, we barely...
Gay MaleHi Y’allMany people have commented on my last story of an amazing random cock I sucked while on vacation. The main private comments I received were wondering if my stepson tried anything with me while I was in Utah and he was joining us from 29 Palms where he is stationed. I’ve been reluctant to say anything but have to admit we did have a little fun. The first time something happened during the trip we were sitting in a cabin we had rented outside of Capitol Reef National Park. I was in the...
I’ve been married to my husband nearly three years now, I’m 28 and he is 45, I was probably the cause of his marriage break up with being his secretary. He has a son and daughter 17 and 15 from his first marriage, which we often see, and I get along fine with.Four months back my husband suffered a stroke; he was paralysed from the waist down and needs a lot of help all the time. Jake my stepson came and stopped with us to help look after his father. Jake is used to having girls stop over at his...
Part 6 - Caroline's Sissification Mrs. Monet was now going to really put the spurs to her sissy stepson and force him to live a life of sissified faggot. With Carl still lying on the floor with sissy cream stains all over his pantyhose and panties she began taking pictures of sissy stepson. "What are you doing, I want to change," said Carl. "Oh, no just because you popped your cookies doesn't mean its over, you pathetic faggot. I now have evidence what a pervert you are and I...
A few days after Peggy broke the taboo ice by fucking her new stepson, she was anxious to share the event with Wanda, her college girlfriend. Wanda was the one person she could tell anything to and would not get any condemnation from. In fact, it was quite the opposite. She and Wanda had an unspoken competition between them. Each wanted to outdo the other with the dirtiest stories and nastiest desires. There was always a hazy line between what was real and what was fiction between these two....
Part 7 ? Family Affair On Friday, Mrs. Monet had a surprise for her sissy stepson. "Your father called this morning and won't be home for another week, aren't you lucky and today I called you off school to do your laundry!" she said. "Oh, but I don't know how to do laundry" cried Caroline. "You will learn just like you learned to suck cock and guess what my sister Maryann and my Mother know about your little perversion!" "Oh, know you promised not to tell anyone!" cried Caroline....
Part 10 - Stepmother's Sissy Mrs. Monet put another knee high on the exhausted sissy and got an open toed spike heel with a very small opening in the toe of the shoe. Mrs. Monet forced the shoe on the sissy's limp dick, which started to harden within the shoe. "Come on sissy, just three more milkings, I know your balls ache and your sissy stick is red and sore, but you promised to hump my shoes!" his stepmother cooed. Finally, Caroline's sissy stick got hard enough for the just the tip...
“Can we do it again soon Sarah? I would love to have your man and you could have mine,” Lara whispered as I escorted her and her man to the car park. “Would love to soon, very soon,” I whispered back as we kissed goodbye. “And perhaps just you and one of you girlfriends one day soon?” You can read all about that encounter in my story SARAH WATCHES ANOTHER MAN HAVE HER MAN. Three weeks later while my man is away, and by coincidence hers, Lara has invited me to her condo to meet Joyce at two...
Isabelle lifted her t-shirt and watched her bright red bottom contrast with her white panties in the full size mirror. A slight itch touched her crotch as she remembered the sensations of the spanking and imagined his hand touching her tight curves. She slipped one hand down her panties and confirmed the wetness she had started to feel while he had nursed her behind. Getting aroused from his gentle hands massaging her delicate skin she could understand, but she knew it hadn’t started with...
At first there was nothing. Then a faint sound, like a single rock falling down a mountainside. But as the sound continued, it grew louder and louder until it was as loud as an avalanche, and then silence once more. But something was different, Isabelle had been awakened by a much more subtle sound, the beating of a single heart. She stood from the small stone coffin she had been placed in and shook off the thick layer of dust as she looked around. The room was the same, a circular stone room,...
FantasySlave required by Isabelle Erkendal"I hear the thunder crashing, the sky is darkAnd now a storm is breaking within my heart(All day, all day) Watch them all fall down" (Domino Dancing)Hi there, guys!I am Isabelle Erkendal from Sweden. You know me. I am the singer from the band West End Girls.You dream of me: red hair, cute voice, fire brigade helmet and uniform. Once you saw ME in oneof these, it became your new fetish. I am famous, successful and superior to most of you guys.I became a...
This story is a work of fiction. Jack off and enjoy!My stepson Bobby jacked off a lot. And I mean a lot! Even for a boy his age.I had been married to his mother for about two years and had watched him mature and grow. Of course he was at the horny stage and although he hid it well I knew he never had sex far from his mind. Nobody at that age ever does.And I knew why Bobby was spending so much time in the bathroom and in his bedroom in the afternoons. I knew what was going on. I did the same...
I was putting all my stuff into big cardboard boxes, when I heard the doorbell. I grabbed a towel and wiped all the sweat off my face, and then headed to open the door. “Hi,” the young man standing in front of me said, “Mandy,” he finished, calling me by my name. It was my stepson, Johnny. He never called me mom or stepmom. For him, I was just a woman his dad fucked a couple of times and then decided to get married. I married his dad seven months earlier, but I met Johnny ten months earlier. He...
TabooIt was a hot afternoon and after finishing all the housework, I was watching TV in the living room. My husband, Robert, was at work, and I was all alone in the house. My stepson, Edward, lived in the hostel since he was ten years old. The last time he came to meet us was at his nineteenth birthday, which was two months earlier. A year earlier, when I married Edward’s dad, I started noticing that Edward had some dirty feeling about me. He never accepted me as his mother, but I guessed he wanted...
TabooSTEPSON BECOMES MOMMY’S MAIDJeanette Stewart was a very beautiful, big & sexy woman. She oozed sex from every pore & men all but dribbled in her presence when they gazed longingly at her tall, curvy frame. She had large, firm breast that she liked to show off in all those low-cut tops she always seemed to wear. Her slim waist tapered into sexily curving hips, her bottom was full & round with meaty cheeks that squirmed as she walked under those tight skirts. Her legs was long &...
I awoke last Friday morning to the sound of my dogs barking to be let out, I laid in bed thinking that my husband would let them out as today was my 50th birthday and he had promised me a sleep in and something special as a present. After what seemed forever the dogs were still barking so I angrily threw off the covers and not bothering to put on my house coat wandered through the house in just the long t-shirt that I always wear to sleep, not finding my husband I let the dogs out and went to...
My Stepson, My Slave- My Stepson, My Slave- Beth had thought about it for the almost six straight weeks since her husband told her that he was being sent overseas to help launch his companies operations in Mongolia. He was an MBA-trained geologist who often had to travel abroad to survey the rocks and minerals that were his company's livelihood. What was different this time was that he would be gone a year and that the place he was going to was so remote and barren that it really...
My name, by the way, is Kimberly and I am the reporter for this story. This story is based what was told to me by the son and his stepmother. There is another story about when I come into the picture and that is when the stepson, Randy later on wants to marry me. Then I have do decide whether I am willing to marry someone who wants to retain his sexual relationship with his stepmother. Of course, I was shocked when Randy told me about his unnatural relationship with his stepmother. ...
“Dane, wake up, or you are going to be late for your classes,” I said calling my eighteen-year-old son from the kitchen. “And Jenny, hurry up, honey, Megan just called for you again,” I said to my twenty-year-old daughter who was in shower from past twenty minutes. I guess she was masturbating in shower. Dane was my stepson while Jenny was my real daughter. I married Dan’s dad two years ago. I married him because had same life, same choices but he was full of money too, and I thought for me and...
IncestMy stepson Richard was a very nice quiet boy. Very shy. He was 18 years old but looked much younger. His mother was a bit of a slut and I loved her for that. However, she never really liked Richard and he came to me for love and attention.She told me that he was a fucking looser, never be a real man and was in summer school so he could finally graduate from high school. He would come home from summer school and give me a big hug and kiss. I loved his kisses. I guess I should mention that I...
Part 8 - Milking Caroline "Our sissy is going to get ready for milking, I have enough knee highs for everyone to participate" said Mrs. Monet excitedly. She gave everyone three knee high's, sissy Caroline was going to get the milking of her life! Caroline came back to the group with here outfit on and was instructed to sit next to Regina for milking. Regina encased the Caroline's sissy stick with the nylon and instead of using her hand. She took off her high heel and stuck the toe...
Part 9 - Forced to Suck "Get over her you bitch NOW!" screamed and angry Maryann. Caroline's aunt grabbed his limp red puny dick and put the knee high. "What's a matter limp dick sissy, can't get it up for a woman, maybe you need some perversion or more man cock" crowed Aunt Maryann. "Look sister, he's getting a little stiff, he must love to be degraded" said his stepmother wickedly. "Lay down in front of my feet and Phil put a knee high on your cock and start jacking off in front of...
This is my second marraige and my husband and I always fantasized about somebody watching us fool around. I had never really thought about showing my body off in the past years but my husband prompted me to do something one night recently that really got me started and already i find myself wearing sexier clothes to work and shopping. My husband was married before and has a 22 year stepson from his first wife. Things weren't going well for him since the company he worked for closed down and...
ExhibitionismPeggy was now in full MILF Slut mode. A week or so back she broke all norms by seducing and then fucking her stepson, Steve. It happened innocently enough, she thought to herself, but it would never have happened if she had been more careful. If she had just made sure her bedroom door was closed during her morning ritual of masturbating on her bed, then Steve would not have innocently seen her playing with herself. Events then took a new course and she ended up with his lovely young erection...
Stepson losing virginity to step mum. Pt1 I had just finished dinner with my step mom gale, as my father was still away on a work trip. Dad had just met her a year ago and they quickly got married. Gale was 40, 5-11 brunette with brown eyes and a voluptuous figure. Her ass was round and plump with a slim waist and flat belly, she worked out a lot. Then the tits omg her tits made me so hard, two huge double d's. Ohh how she must of caught me looking every time we talk. She has these beautiful...
I'm susan,35, pretty and i have a very nice body for a 35 year old. I am married to john,50. It was my first marriage and his second. we've been married for just 2 years now. John and his first wife are divorced. john has a beautiful son,Greg, who is 18 years old. he's tall and slightly built. He's a football player and a very active boy. he also loves motorbike racing.I have always wanted to fuck a 18 year old. Young studs got a lot of stamina and unlike my weak 50 year old hubby, they can...
Mark Peters let out a low moan that couldn’t be heard above the organ as it played "Here Comes the Bride." Although every other head in the church turned to glimpse the tall, dark-haired beauty imperiously making her way down the aisle, Mark kept his eyes fixed on his feet. Had anyone been paying attention, they would have seen a small tear escape Mark’s eye.It seemed like only yesterday that Mark’s mother and father had split up. Mark’s dad, Mark Senior, was a partner in one of the city’s...