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First let me introduce the players: Ivy was 18, only 5’1” tall and weighed all of 90 pounds. She was a tiny red head, simply covered in freckles and since she was so tiny everyone just assumed she was a younger teen. She couldn’t wear adult sized clothes and had to buy her clothes in the children’s section, which didn’t help her look her real age either. In fact, when I first met her I insisted she show me her driver’s license before I would even let her get in my car without parental...
Group Sexleeping in on Sunday mornings has always been one of my favorite things. I get the house to myself for at least three hours as my wife, Eve, goes off to church. I would go with her except she has to teach Sunday school and attends various parish meetings and all of that is just too much for me.Now, Eve is one of the most erotic women I know and certainly treats me right sexually. Having sex is her idea at least as often as it is mine and almost nothing is off limits. Now, I wouldn't say she is...
Ivy Kush and the BoysWe dated my entire senior year of high school. She was the first person I ever had sex with. It was so special to me and it felt so amazing. I was hooked on this girl; sexually and romantically. After that, we would fuck any chance we got. I remember she gave me head in my living room with the front door wide open. She taught me how to fuck the way I do and I am forever grateful for that. We had a pretty bad breakup and didn’t talk for a while but with the type of...
I doubt any single women under 40 read erotica online today. Amazon has cornered the market on limitless reading at a low price. And people who are just looking to connect with others are more likely to use a dating app or Reddit.But that wasn’t the case in the early 2000s. Before the social networks took over, there were places online where people would go to write and share their interests with like-minded strangers all over the world. And every once in a while a real connection would...
TrueChristmas Eve, and I’m horny as hell. The kids are at my ex-wife’s for the night, so I’m alone with nothing to do. I dick around a bit, read the paper, watch some tube (there’s *nothing* on) and finally decide to go to bed. Just as I’m falling asleep I hear noise from downstairs, as if someone is walking around. Figuring that it’s my ex-wife coming in to get something that one of the kids has left behind, I go down to give her hell for not knocking first. But...
Batman slipped stealthily through the skylight and dropped to the floor of the arboretum, the abode of his arch enemy Poison Ivy. He knew it was a trap but since she had recently and quite blatantly robbed the Gotham nation bank she had to be brought to justice. The path into the tangle of greenery looked the easiest route but Batman knew this would be laden with booby traps so he slipped quietly into the undergrowth. Ivy's pet plants snapped at him but he did not give them a second...
Certain names seem to inspire sexual liberation in women. One of these names is Ivy, so it's no surprise that Ivy Wolfe became a porn star. She will grow your penis like Ivy and attack it mouth-first like a wolf. It's a great combo, if I do say so myself.From Sandwich to Clam WitchIvy Wolfe was born in Portland, Oregon, on September 3rd, 1996, to a family of Native American, Irish, and German descent. Not much is known about her childhood, but whatever happened led to her sucking dick...
Twitter Porn AccountsAs I came back from taking Donna to work there stood both Nancy and Ivy, it had been over two years since I'd fucked them, as I got out of the car they both said hello, I walked up to them and said "Do either of you two want a coffee" and they both said "Yes", I put the kettle on, made the drinks and the three of us sat in the lounge.As we were talking about nothing in particular, Nancy said "I'll just pop round home and turn the oven off", as soon as she'd gone Ivy said "I've been thinking...
Thanks for reading. As always, love it if you could leave a reaction or a comment! I'm thinking of creating a follow on to this story. Let me know if think I should. Ta for now - Alice Check out my other stories as well - www.deviantart.com/aliceduffield and www.patreon.com/user?u=24221022&fan_landing=true The Ivy - Floor 6 Prologue Kirk felt badly for the woman, but he couldn't see a way forward. "Ms. Martinez, I understand your frustration. I can file the...
Ivy was very nervous as she walked over to the front door of the photo studio. She'd never thought of herself as a model, she wasn't the slender type of girl, she went to the gym far too often and her body was more of the athletic type. Also wasn't thirty three a bit too old to start a modeling career? Still she felt giddy, she rang the bell on the front door and waited. Her fingers toying with the little business card. She got it out of her pocket and double checked the address....
The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 1. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read that: At the time of this story my girlfriend Ivy is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went to high school with Ivy but was a year ahead. They knew each other in school...
The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 1. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read that: At the time of this story my girlfriend Ivy is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went to high school with Ivy but was a year ahead. They knew each other in school...
Group SexIvy, Barbie and Me: Part 3 Barbie finally gets some The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 2. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read either of the previous stories: At the time of this story my girlfriend, Ivy, is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went...
Ivy, Barbie and Me: Part 3 Barbie finally gets some The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 2. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read either of the previous stories: At the time of this story my girlfriend, Ivy, is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went...
Group SexAs Mistress passed the discarded Bat suit she picked it up dragging it alongside her as she walked, the symbolism not lost on her. The old Bat man in one hand the new one on a chain in the other, a wicked smile creased her lips. Mistress Ivy entered her private garage leading her latest slave Barbie. She moved to the back of a slinky sports car and opened the boot indicating that her slave should get in. Barbie stood and stepped into the boot. It was so small that Barbie had to curl up...
How many of you mother fuckers remember the first time you saw Madison Ivy? When she first hit the scene, it was as if an alien species figured out how to craft the perfect woman, then sent her to Earth. Or if you are a spiritual dipshit, it looked like a real goddess was walking the Earth. My God, what a fucking body!Look, she’s still fucking hot. That body still hasn’t stopped. But time comes for all of us, and she made the unfortunate mistake of thinking that she needed to modify her face...
Twitter Porn Accounts"I say we go to his place with the boys and take him down," growled Mistress Harlequin. "Good idea!" quipped Master Joker looking around for a weapon. "Wait....wait......." commanded Mistress Ivy. "Wouldn't you much rather have him as your bimbo slave, I have a phial of the serum I used to transform Barbie with me," she grinned brandishing a phial of luminous green liquid wickedly. Master Joker snatched it from her and examined it closely, then both Master Joker and Mistress...
"It begins the same way every night. I'm in a caf?, chatting with a bunch of high school girls. My voice is high pitched, and my articulation is on there level. I move my hands about as I speak, and they appear small and dainty. Though I never see my face, it is implied that I'm one of them." "Wait, you mean in this dream you're a girl." "Yes." Robin took a minute to absorb this, and then told him to go on. "I hear this ring tone, and reach into my breast pocket to pick up a p...
A yawn released itself from a certain teen’s lips as the owner groggily pushed herself upright. She lazily glimpsed to where a clock sat, and then, her once lifeless eyes that were half lidded shot open with surprise. “Damn!” she cussed, scrambling out of the bed. Every physical aspect about the girl screamed grace and beauty. Standing at 5”6 feet tall, weighing only a light 116 pounds, and gifted with modest sized breasts, she was what men chased after and what women strived to be....
Holly and Ivy. This is a tale of holiday fluff and fun. I must thank Eleanor McClay for sticking this story in my mind. Hello everyone. My name is Kate. This tale takes place at Christmas time longs ago. My cousin Morgan and I were getting things ready for Christmas at my mom's place. We also were ready to decorate Morgan's place. My brother Mike walked in with his friend Leo. Leo was also Morgan's brother. Mike said, "Hey you Cheese Wieners. What are doing to the living...
*'s IVY Newcumer Join Date: Oct 2008 Posts: 5 A long story, but worth it -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Very few people know I'm bi. I didn't realize it myself til 2yrs ago. Being raised by a strict church going parents I was raised to think sex was dirty. And why wouldn't believe it since seemed like from the age 3 and on every time an older male got around me, he would cop a feel of my chest or my pussy. Then there was an...
My friend Jon, and I were talking in our house, we hadn't seen each other for nearly a year, he was asking what I was doing etc, when Ivy came to the door, when she'd gone I said to Jon "I fucked her last month it was the first cock she'd had in 50 years", he said "Never", I said I had, she's over 70, he said he wouldn't mind doing her either.As we carried on talking I went to the recycling bin and Ivy was co0ming back from the shop, I said to her "Do you fancy a coffee", she replied "Ok", and...
Chapter 1. To the Country “Hey Jim,” dad called, “you’ve got an invitation from Cleo to go and spend some time at Ivy Cottage.” “What? Why’s she inviting me?” “Oh, the last time I wrote I mentioned you were going to do a course in agriculture, so she’s written – well, here’s the letter, you read it.” Sure enough it was an invitation and part of it read, “If he’s going to do a course in agriculture, instead of wasting his time lounging around in the suburbs, why doesn’t he come here and...
Most people would describe me as a nerd. I am not sure if it is because of my looks, tall, thin with no muscles to speak of or my profession. I am a botanist, for you that don’t know what a botanist is, we study plants. I have always been more, shall we say, capable than most people when it comes to studying and had several scholarships lined up when I finished school. I loved school and if it weren’t for the jocks that intruded in my life every now and then would have had a perfect...
2150 A.D Los AngelesIt's been 150 years ago that we discovered the kryptonite on Earth and yet we know nothing about it only he weakened Superman and his cousin Supergirl. We know nothing about its power its effects on human. However it's gonna change. Indeed professor Pamela Isley experienced it against her will. But who is Pamela Isley? She is a young woman 25 years old brunette hair blue eyes 5.5 feet 32C this lovely girl has no lover but doesn't despair she has no friends either, indeed she...
Holly and the IvyPrologueHolly could tell by the look on her mom’s face, as she walked in the door from school, that she was in trouble. Her mom was holding the quarterly report card grades, and Holly would have known before she saw them, that they were not good. She grabbed the paper from her mom’s hand and looked down to see two c’s, two d’s and two f’s. Holly hated school. She was a junior in high school, one grade behind all of her friends, because she’d failed the previous year. Her...
Most people would describe me as a nerd. I am not sure if it is because of my looks, tall, thin with no muscles to speak of or my profession. I am a botanist, for you that don’t know what a botanist is, we study plants. I have always been more, shall we say, capable than most people when it comes to studying and had several scholarships lined up when I finished school. I loved school and if it weren’t for the jocks that intruded in my life every now and then would have had a...
First TimeIt was getting up toward midnight that moonlit evening when I finished my other Trenton chores still enjoying memories of my time with the lusty redjead, talked to all of my trusted contacts and then tapped on the Snyder's barred back door. Felicity admitted me with her finger to her smiling lips. Her boys were with their grandparents near New Brunswick, and we both hoped Ivy was sound asleep upstairs. I kissed her and held her close, pushing aside her robe and letting my hands run over the...
1 -I guess my journey into debauchery began like many others: from desperation.Deep down, I had always known I was a very attractive young girl, but I guess I hid it behind textbooks and nerdy big-framed glasses, sacrificing a normal teen experience in order to trudge through academics and secure an acceptance in one of the nation's most esteemed universities. I didn't mind being the pretty, petite bookworm seeing that I was an only chìld to a single parent who couldn't afford to buy groceries...
Poison Ivy Belladonna [Author's Note: This is my third, and last, partially autobiographical story for the time being since I have no other public cross-dressing exploits to my credit/discredit in my adult life to date. As with the first two, the names and some events have been changed to protect the innocent.] It seemed such an innocent decision, but a part of me knew that it was rife with peril. Not the sort of peril that would truly endanger me, but something that could...
LETTER FROM IVY HILLDear Shoeblossom: I am a female submissive. I never wanted to be, but my father raised me in a truly disciplinary fashion. My mother left us when I was young, and my father told me that he was going to teach me to not be a wandering slut like Ma. I think part of it, of course was that Pa wanted to get his hands on me. I am a curvy redhead, about five seven, and I’ve been that way since about sixth grade. I know that I was adopted when I was young, and my birth folks must’ve...
October 28, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “So, Doctor O’Shea, what do you think?” I asked as steam roiled from the rocks in the sauna. “I think you’re in fantastic shape!” I chuckled, “Not what I was asking, but thanks. And you are extremely sexy! I love freckles! May I also say I am VERY grateful you don’t shave?” “You may. Why?” “I have a thing for red pubic hair!” I also had a thing for small breasts, which she had. She was the epitome of a ‘Steve type’ and Jessica had known I wouldn’t be...
It was a hot summer day in sunny Las Vegas. I was driving back to my house from a hardware store when I saw a car broke down on the side of the road. Normally, I would absolutely stop and help. If you’re able to and don’t, you’re an asshole. I especially wanted to stop when I saw the girl on the sidewalk talking on her phone. I pulled just past the car and parked, and walked towards the car. As I walked up, the girl finished her phone call in anger and stressfully looked at me and with a...
The sound of crickets and cicadas sounded loud in the dark of the woods. An owl hooted and somewhere in the distance, a deer crashed through the bush. It was just past nightfall and Joshua Gardner was on his way home from his grandfather's farm after helping bale and put up hay. He was sweaty and itchy from the grass and hauling bales up into the old barn loft. It had reached almost ninety degrees today out in the fields. Eighteen year old Josh was a hard worker and a hardy young man, grown...
IVY League Ch 1 I found this story on lineRebecca Palmer was concerned about a couple of boys her son, Danny, has been hanging around with. Being on the PTA (Parent Teacher Association) board at his high school she knows a lot about the reputations of the students, so it concerned her when he hung out with the well-known trouble-makers. Danny is such a nice boy and didn't need those kinds of influences in his life, but it was so hard for her to prevent it.Mike Brantley and Ben Thompson were the...
To my readers: I must say that this is my first attempt at writing erotica and I could not have done it without the help from my editor, Eluckenbach. So thank you Eluckenbach! I am hoping to continue writing in this genre and any feedback will be welcome. Thanks and happy reading! SecretEssence ***** Standing hunched over the counter in her bakery’s kitchen, Ivy Moretti breathed in the heady aroma of freshly baked chocolate, as she created intricate white roses along the sides of the...
Nikolai pulled his pearl grey Jaguar into the parking space to the right of the little brick bakery. The sign hanging from the brightly colored awning held the words boasting Ivy’s Aphrodisiac in a flirty script. Smiling to himself Nikolai climbs out of his car and heads towards the bakery’s front window so he can observe for a moment. He learned long ago that a successful businessman always considers each situation before acting. Coming to stop by the crystal clear glass he looks inside,...
Ivy came slowly awake as dreams of Nikolai touching her set her body to flame again. Opening her eyes to the bright sunlight, Ivy stretched her deliciously sore and bruised body. She would gladly wake feeling like this for the rest of her life. She thought to herself as a light knock on the door caught her attention. "Come in." Ivy called as she sat up, covering naked body with the blanket. The door opened to reveal her father's bright smiling face as he walked in and shut the door...
The twinkle of the door bell caused Ivy to jerk away from the wall she had been leaning on and stare into the shocked face of her father. ‘Daddy! Daddy I can explain. Just um…’ Ivy swallowed hard as she looked at her father. ‘I don’t think I really need an explanation, but an introduction would be nice. He must be important to you if you’re willing to risk leaving the door unlocked.’ Her father crossed his arms as he spoke. Nikolai went ridged at the sound of Cole’s voice and knew there was...
Like other members of the family flock, I attended Dartmouth University, majoring in mediocrity and minoring in meteorology, following in my uncle’s footsteps, chasing tornadoes and aspiring stage dancers… perhaps a rainbow or two. I managed to slip narrowly through the cracks and received a very thin sheepskin diploma. I was ready to seek the high and low fronts of being a weather person. Meteorology ran amok in the clan as my Uncle Julius had been chasing April Showers since she got her...
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Escort Sites"Well he's a pleasant fellow." Commented Michael when they were on dance floor. Ivy didn't reply to Michael verbally. Instead she opted for a less traditional dance hold and wrapped her arms around his neck. Michael, knowing that Ivy was hurting, wrapped his arms tightly around her back and lowered his head to whisper soothing words into her ear. Michael loved Ivy, but only as sister and his heart ached for her. "It's okay Sweet. He didn't hurt my feelings and besides you should be...
July, 1984, Stockholm, Sweden Sitting at the gate at Arlanda airport, I thought back over the final six days of my trip to Sweden. They had been filled with sightseeing, talking, and dinners, both in the apartment and out, with Karin’s parents. And of course, making love. I did, finally, on the last evening, take a trip, alone, to see Birgit. I put flowers on her grave and knelt there, imploring her for answers to the difficult questions that were swirling around my head. She, like the...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois Friday went by quickly at school, and we were starting to get into the routine again. I talked to Julia and Stephie at lunch about dinner that evening, and Julia said that she’d take care of it. I had all the ingredients and a recipe, so she was totally comfortable. I hadn’t quite figured out the logistics with cooking dinner for Anala, though I had put up a note saying I needed the ‘Indian’ room that evening. In the end, I figured that Anala and I could do a...
January-February, 1984, Chicago, Illinois I mailed the letter from the Lisle Post Office on Tuesday during my lunch break. I had no idea what Karin’s response would be, or how that would affect her visit. All I could do now was wait. I was also waiting for Friday, and dreading talking to Anala about the situation with Joyce. I was waiting, nervously, for my lunch date with Becky. And I was waiting for a call from Connie. All of those things weighed heavily on my mind at work and in class...
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April, 1984, Chicago Illinois “Who goes first?” I asked. “I believe I should,” Anala said. “I have the more important issue, really.” “I agree. Becky is not as nearly important as Stephanie. Go ahead.” “I wondered, for several months, what you were hiding from me. I had all manner of speculation as to what it could be. A criminal past. Some terrible thing you might have done to a girl. Some other dark part of your past. Never would I have guessed it was a sexual relationship with your...
August, 1984, Chicago, Illinois Anala had pushed me hard to decide what I wanted from Penny. The thing was, no matter what I wanted, the fact that she was only fifteen presented what appeared to be insurmountable problems. In theory she could marry at sixteen with parental permission, but how did a twenty-one year old man approach the parents of a fifteen-year old and ask to marry her without potentially disastrous results? And even if I overcame that problem, was Penny really in a position...
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January, 1984, Chicago, Illinois “OK, now that we’ve made love, talk to me more about Becky,” I said to Anala. “What I was trying to tell you was that denying your feelings, and refusing to address the issue with the girls closest to you, is not healthy. Is there anyone else that you are literally afraid of being with? And forget your mom for the moment.” “Nobody that I can think of, excluding my mom. I’m not sure that I’m afraid, but I’ll concede that for the sake of the...
May, 1984, Chicago, Illinois Bethany and I said our goodbyes and I walked her out to her car. We kissed before she got into her car, and after she drove off, and I went back inside. My housemates were filtering out, along with my friends, and the house would soon be empty. I let Kara and Jackie know that I was going to pick up Anala. They disappeared together, and I headed out to my car to drive to Bridgeport. Other than a brief greeting, and a question about her final project, Anala and I...
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