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Introduction: Final chapter in the Frozen Kingdom Chapter 3 Disclaimer:None are the Disney characters used in these stories are not mine but only used for enjoyment.All characters belong to Disney. The wedding was the most beautiful in the kingdom.Everyone attended and watched Roy silvan wed Elsa and Anna,their princesses.Most if not all of Arendelle was in attendance as the three shared their vows and left the cathedral amidst screams and shouts of joy from the people.Elsa and Anna blushed...
I HAVE JUST MOVED, I HAD TO. MY LIFE WAS SO HECTIC AND BUSY THAT I CRAVED PEACE AND QUIET AND NEEDED TIME TO RELAX. ALSO TO ESCAPE FROM CRAZY EX GIRLFRIENDS. SO I MOVED TO A NICE RESIDENTIAL AREA WHERE 90% OF THE PEOPLE WERE MIDDLE AGED, 50 TO 70+. IT WAS NICE AND IT WAS QUIET. MY FLAT WAS A SPACIOUS 2 BEDROOM APPARTMENT WITH A BALCONY AND I ALSO HAD MY VERY OWN HOT TUB WHICH I USED A LOT. MOSTLY AT NIGHT AND I WAS ALWAYS NAKED AS IT WAS SECULDED. I MET A LOT OF NICE PEOPLE AND MADE SOME...
Mark We adjusted the seating in the dance lounge when Elsa and Cindy went off to dance with two guys who’d asked them. Melanie and Sheila both moved around to the low bench seat, leaving KC and me in the cushioned chairs. I glanced at Mel and Sheila, and now they were the ones flashing their pussies at the entire bar as they moved around. This night had promise written all over it. Melanie winked at me. “Sheila and I were just adhering to our normal office dress code. You know, the one you...
Mark Brita asked if I would stay overnight with her, and I did. We cuddled together in her large bed, and in the middle of the night we made love again. We ate breakfast in the nude, and then I fucked her on her kitchen table. It was just the right height. After that we showered together. “Can you stay today? I have meetings this morning, but I’m pretty sure I can blow off the afternoon.” Brita asked. “I’ll make it happen. Does that include dinner and another sleepover?” I teased. She...
To say that this was a beautiful day would have been to understate things to a great degree … it was glorious! In late spring, it was warm, with just a hint of a breeze, just enough to tussle one’s hair. The air smelled sweet … not overly floral … but just a general sweetness in the breeze. This day was a gift, one that makes you feel good to be alive. She was very pretty! She was sitting alone on the park bench, reading. I was struck by the overall look of her, her blonde hair and clear...
She was pretty, and pretty smart. Well, that latter was kind of a given, being an ER nurse in a big city. We were in her department a half a dozen times a night, that being the nature of Big City EMS. We tucked our patients into her carts, gave report, and hung around, finishing our trip sheets and waiting for the next run. We seldom had to wait long. As one shift followed another, I began to seek her out, flirting and chatting her up. She, delightfully, reciprocated. One night, I got...
Strange how it all started I was 28 years old was married and working with my in-laws company as a Director involved in sales, This was back in the 80’s when everything was booming and we all believed we could get what ever we wanted. The property was going up and up with that and business doing well we moved the company to a new factory unit in Rugby Along with the new premises we needed to increase the workforce and we needed office staff we decided to recruit a receptionist and an account...
My friend took me to meet his friends. One of the guys had gone to Hong Kong and met (and possibly hooked up with) this girl named Macy, a petite Chinese girl. Macy, in turn, brought her friend, Elsa. Elsa was very attractive, with a roundish face, good sized breasts, and unlike most Chinese girls, a very ample ass. She would giggle and call it her “J-Lo” ass. We hit it off once we started drinking. She was a big partier and drank a lot more than me. Before I knew it, I was pretty hammered and...
Mark The pipe bomb had been a hoax. Elsa called in near the end of the business day. I gave her an update about the security threat. From outward appearances, the bomb looked credible and real. Inside, there was nothing explosive, only sand to give the unit some threatening weight and make everyone think it was real. The bomb squad had spent over an hour getting the device off the car and then diagnosing the threat. The car was dusted for fingerprints but nothing showed up worthy of...
"Billy, would you like a tall glass of ice-cold lemonade?" Jean gasped, leaning against the front door of our home. The bicycle ride back up the hill from "the flat lands" in mid day was markedly harder and hotter than the downhill ride that cool, early morning. Each, unwilling to be second best in our sibling rivalry, had pushed and pushed on the way home. We'd arrived totally winded and drenched. "Jean, babes (that was a secret term of endearment we had for each other), that sounds...
It was a warm morning, the type of warmth you know will precede a hot day. I was aware of a vague malaise, a sense of lethargy that was rooted in the sameness of the last week of uncharacteristic heat. Normally the cooling breezes of the Pacific, ten or fifteen miles over the coastal range, held off the valley heat. Must be some kinda low trapped right here, I concluded. Still, I was feeling a bit restless and decided to take a hike into the Open Space District contiguous with our home. I...
The long ride home from our camping trip - after Jean had peed in front of me on the hiking trail and then later had peed through her panties onto my lap - marked a major departure from our previous behaviors. We'd both confessed our thoughts and previous sexual behavior, including those we secretly regarded as kinky if not downright bizarre - our fascination with peeing. How freeing it was to discover in her the same kinkiness. You see, I loved my sister as a warm and kind person who...
Jeanni Lamphear Will Make Your Wishes Come True 8-9: The Black Cat Gets Out By Ron Dow75 8) So You Didn't Want to be a Star? "Jeanni Lamphear!?!!" two girls screamed in unison. A third girl cried, "What are you doing in My house!?!" Dyan, a cute blonde 15 year old with a nice figure in black tights, short green skirt and blue striped halter top that revealed her bellybutton, did not sound pleased to see the multi-media star. The golden buxom beauty in a plaid shirt and...
Es ist bereits nach Mitternacht, als ich von dem nackten Körper meiner Frau Julia aus dem Schlaf gerissen werde, der sich eng an mich drückt. „Schläfst du schon?“ wispert Julia ganz aufgeregt in mein Ohr. „War´s schön auf eurem Mädelsabend?“ frage ich schläfrig. Einmal in der Woche unternimmt Julia nämlich zusammen mit ihren besten Freundinnen Birgit, Almut und Nicole einen zünftigen Mädelsabend. „Komm und liebe mich“, erwidert Julia anstatt zu antworten und zieht mich fordernd über sich, wobei...
DanielSan's S2K Story By DanielSan59 Late one Saturday Night Work, work, it's always damn work. If it wasn't work it was school. I never had any time to write anymore. I missed the Chalker Chat, and I had almost surely missed the hullabaloo over the 2000th story on Fictionmania. It had taken weeks of snatching a half-hour here and there, but I had finally finished my second story and posted it to the list. Maybe, just maybe, mine had been the one. I didn't really care, but it...
Mein Mann und ich hocken in der kleinen Sauna in unserem Urlaubshotel. Anheimelnd lausche ich dem Knacken der Holzscheite und spüre, wie die Hitze mich entspannt. Nach einem herrlichen Strandtag soll der abendliche Saunabesuch unserem Tag einen krönenden Abschluss geben. Nils heißt mein Ehemann. Er ist 27 Jahre alt, seine Haare sind kurz und schwarz. Nils besitzt eine sportliche Figur. Er weiß, dass es mich sehr reizt, wenn ich mitbekomme, dass er mit anderen Frauen flirtet. Ich bin mir der...
Norma Jeane was nine. She was also frightened. Not because her mother stacked her in foster homes when she was five. Or because those foster homes had been very cruel to her. It was not the daily hard work that earned her some nice bread. Or the frequent scolding. It was Mr. Kimmel. Mr. Kimmel was the Carpinson's star lodger. He was a sourly white man, a huge face with ugly pink smudges that looked up from between thick white collars. Norma had to strain to get a look at his eyes because of...
Busted! by Jordan Holder The woman in a t-shirt and jeans next to me snapped her gum and decided to stand after drawing a seven. I looked at the eight and five I was holding, glanced at the several face cards I could see on the green felt table in front of the other players and the dealer, and brushed my pair of cards toward me. The dealer flipped a card from the shoe. A nine. Busted! Damn. Well, one could hardly expect to win by standing on 13, not when the...
Jean stood back from the mirror to look at her new outfit. It was just what she wanted to turn on any man.It was a hot pink wrap around micro-mini that clung to her 34-inch hips, leaving a bare 20-inch waist and midriff that exposed soft pearl white skin from just below her 34B tits to just above her red bush. Jean liked to wear low riding skirts to show off her white, flat abdomen. She smoothed her skirt down with her hands and then slowly moved her hands up to her filmy top. Carefully, slowly...
Strategic Communication / Information Operations / Public Affairs Chap 1.As Jean and Ray Howell pulled into the driveway of their Virginia home, they both seem to be deep in thought and looked tired.? They had just dropped their youngest son, Brad, off at his freshman dorm at the University of Pittsburg.? He received a full scholarship and looked to be on the way to becoming an engineer.? Their oldest son, Jake, was already out of school, working in Buffalo and seemed to be in a good...
Chap 1.As Jean and Ray Howell pulled into the driveway of their Virginia home, they both seem to be deep in thought and looked tired.? They had just dropped their youngest son, Brad, off at his freshman dorm at the University of Pittsburg.? He received a full scholarship and looked to be on the way to becoming an engineer.? Their oldest son, Jake, was already out of school, working in Buffalo and seemed to be in a good relationship with a girl named Beth.? All in all, it looked...
She said she was going to the grocery store! He usually locked his door when he did it, but he had been in such a freakin' rush to get to his room to gawk at Mrs. Gregerson sunning at her pool, her freakin' bikini top undone, her half way decent ass barely covered. He ran up the stairs, praying, hoping that he'd get to his bedroom window and not miss it, if and when she propped herself up with her elbows to reach for her ice tea or whatever the hell she drank. Last week when she did that...
It had been a year or more since that fated day when I was purchased as a pet. Me? A pet? I had to laugh at the thought, yet was intrigued to know what that involved. Though I had been a participant in a few activities on that nameless site I had not often visited it so didn’t know what that meant. For the most part I still don’t, but will soon find out. I clicked on the tab to see who had purchased me as her own personal pet…turned out that was more a game of seeing how many pets a member...
Es war Montagmorgen. Marc hatte frei und war ein wenig durch die Stadt spaziert. Dann hatte er Lust bekommen, ein wenig zu shoppen. In der Innenstadt gefiel ihm nichts in den L
Archive name: jeanette.txt (Fdom/m, mm, cd, tv, youth)Authors name: Jens LaFlureStory Title : Modeling Lingerie in France or the making of a transvestiteTransmitted from Paris France 19 July, 1996Translated into English by: Robyn Bodurlae-------------------------------------------------------------This work is copyrighted to the author c 1996. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area...
Jeanettes replacement Slave “As it turns out, I just lost my last recruit to an unfortunate accident & I was looking for a replacement. “What?” I asked. “You have employees? “Sort of,” Jeanette said. “I have men who work for me all day. You know, massaging my legs, washing my clothes, cleaning my house & all those little things that I just don’t have time for. “So, they’re man servants? “Not exactly.” Jeanette said. “I don’t give them any kind of salary for their work. They’re just use...
Jeanni Lamphear Will Make Your Wishes Come True 1: New Magic By Ron Dow75 ([email protected]) With the lights of the rec room turned down low, the big screen TV supplied most of the light: The sound of the DVD movie was down low. "You know, I almost didn't go out with you?" the cute blonde fifteen year old said, nervously pulling at her hem of her short, low cut yellow dress. "I know," the average looking red head said, staring at her legs. They were both wearing summer...
HumorJeanni Lamphear Will Make Your Wishes Come True 2: The Start of One Long Night By Ron Dow75 ([email protected]) "Don't I have enough trouble bailing the Colgates out of their messes?!" the man said, pushing the teenage boy through the front door. He looked like a natural politician, with a white forelock in his dark hair; though, at the moment, he wore a burgundy pajama shirt with his business suit pants and coat. "There was no bail," mumbled his rather average looking son...
Jeanni Lamphear Will Make Your Wishes Come True 3: To Make Wishes Come Untrue! By Ron Dow75 ([email protected]) "Love Slave?!!" John's horror-filled dad cried. "John!! What Have You Done?!!" "He made Jeanni Lamphear his Love slave??!!" John's wide-eyed twelve-year-old sister said. She started laughing at the fifteen year old. "My brother!! With a love slave!!" "Polly!! This is serious!!" her dad told her, his face headed for purple. "With that buncha perverts he has...
{Having discovered who has the power to turn him into a girl, John finds there may be yet another with power over him.} Jeanni Lamphear Will Make Your Wishes Come True 4-5: The Beat Goes On By Ron Dow75 4: What Good's a Crue? Jeanni Lamphear, the Golden Girl of Entertainment, left the Colgate Manse at more than 3:30 in the morning. 'HE' was totally dejected. "Great! How am I going to break this stupid spell. It's bad enough I've got I have to worry about four perverts, but...
HumorJeanni Lamphear Will Make Your Wishes Come True 6-7: Elvis is in the House By Ron Dow75 6: The Mythical "'King'" 15-year-old John Smith, still "Jean" in the 18-year-old body of Jeanni Lamphear (but in his own big pants, and flannel shirt), was passing the first house of the duplex complex that ran the whole length of the block across from the Colgate estate. He paused to look at it that one double house. "What?" the well-tailored Ben asked, looking over the yard high stone...
HumorJeany chechi was staying at our neighbor’s house for rent. She was at the age of 35 when this incident took place. Her husband was in gulf and his name is Francis. She had two children, a girl at the age of 17 and a boy aged 10. This happened in 1999 December when I was studying for Degree.I was having pretty decent relationship with her till I saw her in birth suit. This happened on mid November 1999 when Francis (husband) came for 1 month leave after 3 yrs. It was on a Saturday and I came...
Part 3, ventures into swinging.Writing this’s biography has been a fascinating experience. Many of these events, all which took place about forty years ago, lay dormant in my mind. Until I met Master Chuck, no one had ever thought to ask me about my past and how I came to be what I am today. I plan on explaining why I chose to share my story another time. It has dredged up all sorts of feelings- good, and bad. I will tell you, dear reader, that explaining this has also caused me to be very...
I was in my late teens and already a pervert wanker. I had a sizeable collection of dirty mags by then, as well as cuttings from holiday brochures, lingerie catalogues, newspapers etc (no Page 3 back the). If I was lucky I would get lucky views at school, maybe other places, but that was all in those days, so thank god for my magazines. You did see stocking-tops occasionally on telly, like in sitcoms or Carry On films, and sometimes cleavage or tight tops too. I remember the girl in the short...
What a beauty. She was in a slim cream bikini which did not leave much to the imagine. With her black hair, Italian features of slim face, sharp nose and angelic smiling lips. When she looked at you, she captured you with her deep blue eyes. Her body shape of 34d 26 and 32 hips and a slim 170cm gave her a genital hour glass look. I then recognised her from the show which she just attended and I was showing my models. I smiled at her and waved. Walking towards her she realised who I...
Chapter 1Mortified. If Ron had thought of the word he might have used it to describe how he felt at the moment -- so embarrassed and so angry at himself that he wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out. He had been so freakin' stupid!She said she was going to the grocery store!He usually locked his door when he did it, but he had been in such a freakin' rush to get to his room to gawk at Mrs. Gregerson sunning at her pool, her freakin' bikini top undone, her half way decent ass barely...
CHAPTER 4: OFFICE TRAININGSomething woke Abby up. It was still early but not too early. The light outside the window was showing the early signs of the new day, the birds were just rousting the night and beginning their calls and songs. It was that, though, and it was the weekend so a longer sleep would be normal for her. She fully opened her eyes and turned onto her back.“What are you doing?” Her mom. Her mom was lying next to her with her head braced with her bent arm. She was just looking at...
By Roger with a nod to Nin and Mel ‘20 Chapter the First…A P L A Studio in Calais In the northeast section of the city of Calais and very near the channel waters was a small colony where there lived many painters, writers and sculptors, including a particular artiste, our young, innocent Jean. The colony near Calais was known by the residents as La Petite Artiste or simply as LPA. It was a gay part of CalaIs whereat music and laughter were often heard as there were many small...
CHAPTER 6: PROMOTIONS“Ladies, how are you each doing this morning?” It was 9:00 and Jacob had just arrived to the office. As he walked briskly past their desks, he asked them to come to his office. They sat in guest chairs opposite him across his desk as properly as possible in very short, tight skirts and blouses unbuttoned just below the nipples. As had become common for the office, they didn’t have underwear on, though some days that was all they wore for the day.“Good, sir,” they both...
Jean had short blonde hair and coke-bottle glasses, back before those glasses were cool. Jean’s favourite movie was Labyrinth, or at least that’s what she always said – she might have been joking. Jean wanted to be a musician, but could never decide what instrument she wanted to play. Jean wore boxer shorts. Jean’s best friend was a starving artist named Angela, who I actually met only twice. Jean kept a small stack of black metal records under her bed, which she only played after breakups....
Jean had short blonde hair and coke-bottle glasses, back before those glasses were cool. Jean's favourite movie was Labyrinth, or at least that's what she always said — she might have been joking. Jean wanted to be a musician, but could never decide what instrument she wanted to play. Jean wore boxer shorts. Jean's best friend was a starving artist named Angela, who I actually met only twice. Jean kept a small stack of black metal records under her bed, which she only played after breakups....
CHAPTER 8: DARK KNIGHTSOnce arriving back in town and pulling their carry-on bags through the airport, Jacob suggested, instructed really, Jean and Abby take the afternoon off. They arrived shortly after noon so their was an entire afternoon left.“Take the afternoon off. Spend more of my money at ForePlay or in bed with each other … you deserve it.” He looked down at Abby as they exited the airport building and waited for the chance to cross to the parking structure and their cars. “And, no,...
310 Selling Jean His name is Rob, and he was down on his luck, as he said, “if I didn’t have bad luck I wouldn’t have no luck, an it had been going on all lousy year!” Sadly, that was a major understatement, first he lost his job, then as if that was not enough there was the car accident, and that was because his mind was on his lack of job, the insurance laughed, so no car or at least he had a car but no dollars to sort the damage, the roof leaked at home, and they had long run out of...
CHAPTER 5: BBQ & BBC“Jean and Abby … what will it be today, ladies?”“Hi, Wendy.” Jean and Abby called out at the same time as they entered ForePlay, the erotic women’s shop. They had been in enough lately, especially since Jacob had provided them with an account there, that they were on first name basis with the shop owner. “We’re undecided. We’ll look around for a bit.”Ten minutes later Wendy found them, again. “Anything I can maybe help with? Do you think you are interested in intimate,...
Mommy can be Such Naughty Fun!It had been a couple of years since Jean had started teaching her son Billy and I about sex and how to please and fulfill a woman's sexual desires. And Jean liked it Hardcore,Dirty and Kinky!Alot had changed over those two years.Six months after my first sexual encounter with Jean and Billy,Bill Sr. moved away. It was very sudden and there was no real fanfare. One week he was the Minister of the town's church,and the next? He was moving two states away,to become...
CHAPTER 9: DARK KNIGHTS BANG“Wall of fame? I don’t get it. Doesn’t look very honored.” Jean and Abby had been escorted through the Dark Knights club to the manager’s office behind the bar area. This was the third visit to the club for Jean and Abby. This time with just Caleb and Terrell. Each time they came to the club they felt more comfortable in the environment. They continued to meet other men who had invested like Caleb and Terrell and continued to find themselves on the dance floor with...
I saw the couple back in the dark corner acting like they were out for a quiet evening together, but they were anything but. They had followed us in, taken a seat where they could watch us and hadn't taken their eyes off of us since we sat down. The might as well have been wearing signs that said "Private Detectives at Work." The 'us' they were watching? Me and my secretary Kathy. Actually Kathy was more of a personal assistant than a secretary and she always traveled with me when I went...
Whatever tension there had been the previous day between Jean and me was quickly dissipated in a day of glorious diving on the Wall at Little Cayman. Our group was uncharacteristically small. Margi, of course was our Dive Master. Ian and Jan joined us and that was it, just us five while Gladys' other guests choose to take the day off. Margi said she'd like to dive with us and asked if we might stay well within a safe profile, for she wanted Ian and Jan to stay closer to her. My selfish...
Jean: Total Exhibitionist Slut. The complete story.This is the actual events my wife Jean and I encountered just a few weeks back. We’d stopped off at the Hotel closest to our nearest Airport for a quick drink before we headed off home. What we didn’t expect when we entered the bar, is that the entire bar was full of bored business men waiting for their next connection flight. Some of the guys were in their mid fifties, the majority in their forties and a small amount of very arrogant looking...
CHAPTER 2: THE INTERVIEWJacob Collins sat in the firm’s conference that served as a ‘war room’ for formulating strategy for new clients and major projects but was also a real conference room for the Monday morning update and planning meetings he held with the three salesmen that rounded out the firm. He was blessed with working with three of the best and hardest working people he had ever encountered. Of course, as also being their father, he felt blessed that he could honestly say he had their...
When he entered the kitchen he was met with the sight of his step mother standing on her tiptoes as she reached for something in the cupboard above the sink. She was wearing green yoga pants that showed off the shape of her legs and butt quite nicely. Lou rolled his eyes in annoyance. He and his father were definitely two of a kind. They both liked their women to be shapely. After watching her struggle to reach something for a while, Lou finally spoke up. “Let me help you.” He pushed her out...
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * My name is Alexander Blake. As I wind my Cobalt blue Shelby GT 500 KR Mustang through the crowded streets of L.A. I can't help but feel a sense of Déjà Vu. You know that eerie feeling that you've been here before. I guess it only makes sense seeing as how almost exactly one year ago I was doing the exact same thing. I was on my way to a charity dinner honoring me as the top man in the advertising industry. It...
CHAPTER 1: HOW IT STARTEDJean Evans suddenly pulled her white Honda Accord sedan to the curb in front of a dark strip mall on the quiet avenue leaving the downtown area to the eastern suburbs and home. She turned in her seat belt and reached across the center console to a surprised young woman in the passenger seat, her daughter, Abby Evans.Abby looked around outside the car, even checking the car’s dashboard for some sign of trouble. “What’s wrong, mom?”Jean just stared at her daughter. Her...
Justin The weeks passed quickly. Jean had set a pattern to keep everyone satisfied. Herbie liked to fuck her mornings before work during the week. The boys always woke up horny so as Herbie went out the door, they both went in Jean. HS made his usual stop just before lunch and if by chance Herbie came home for a noon-er, she was wet and ready. The boys made their afternoon hits around 2:30 and 4:00. They even managed to slip up behind her and drop a load, with Herbie in the next room. A slow...
Some comic characters mentioned in my stories could be the property of these respective comic book publishers, Marvel, DC, or Image. If they are being used, this a work of fictional parody. My friend Rafael in Brazil suggested I try doing some stories set in the Marvel Comic Universe instead of just DC. Here is the first effort. Usual requests, please enjoy, and please let me know what you think. Thanks Steve Using the X-Men Comic Title Literally - Ex-Men Banshee and Jean Grey by...
Jean: Total Exhibitionist Slut.This is the actual events my wife Jean and I encountered just a few weeks back. We’d stopped off at the Hotel closest to our nearest Airport for a quick drink before we headed off home. What we didn’t expect when we entered the bar, is that entire bar was full of bored business men waiting for their next connection flight. Some of the guys were in their mid fifties, the majority in their forties and a small amount of arrogant guys in their twenties and thirties. I...
Having had a night out with my wife Lisa on Friday and enjoying some good Porn when we got home, yesterday morning I was as usual naked, watching more porn and pleasuring myself. I was keeping an eye out for my neighbour Jean as she has on several occasions watched me wanking. Because of work and other things I haven't seen Jean for a while so I was hoping to see her yesterday. Lisa came down about 8 to get a drink of water. She came into the room and watched me stroking for a minute then...
No wonder I'm a Perv! LOL All I could do was stare at Jean's beautiful ass and walk as fast as I could on my tip toes. Her hips swayed back and forth and I saw that her ass had pink splotches,from where my face had been grinding into it. The tight grip she had on my dick began to turn it purple and there was a tingling sensation pulsing between my hairless balls and asshole. At the foot of the stairs She let go of our dicks. Even holding onto each other,like we were,Billy and I almost...