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Soft blue eddies around the slow scissor motion of her thighs as she wades toward the sand. The slow rock of her stride reduces the sea to ripples of turquoise honey. Fingers trail ribbons along the surface, nails lightly scoring a lover’s skin. She falters, as if stepping on a shell takes her by surprise. A passing flaw in her selfless poise. She pauses, closes her epicanthic eyes and fingers back wet hair like a waterfall of midnight. Strands catch. She fights the tangle to brush it off her...
Love StoriesThe couple took a seat in the swingers club, their first time together at the sex-fueled night spot, but the Siren had been on the prowl there before looking for fresh meat. They had a few drinks, took in the scenery. Behind the Siren, in full view of her man, another seductress spread her legs wide, no panties underneath her red dress, exposing a shaved pussy begging for attention. The Siren decided to put on her toy, a vibrating insert in her panties, with the controller in the hands of her...
Laura Broderick was named for her mother. Most Americans wouldn’t recognize that because her mother’s name was Lowri. But if you were from Wales or knew any Welsh history, you would recognize that Lowri and Laura were the same name. Names aside, there was no doubt that Lowri and Laura were mother and daughter. Both had the very fair, burns-red-in-the-sun pale skin common of someone with Celtic heritage as well as pale green eyes, and reddish-orange hair. According to her father, Thomas...
LesbianTaiohae, a small village located on Nuku Hiva, the largest island in the Marquises (a.k.a. Marquesas) islands, and the archipelago’s capital, was the cruise ship’s last port of call. Like many other tourists onboard the ship, the exotic locales of French Polynesia drew me like a magnet. We had our far more famous predecessors. There was Paul Gauguin, the post-impressionist French painter. He drew inspiration for his art while living in Martinique, a French Caribbean island. Then he moved to...
Staccato? Vibrato? There must be another word I can use for my Erato poem, Erato, the muse of love poetry, damn her name, she makes it quite difficult for us mere mortals. I have binned ‘Castrato’ nothing very loving about having your balls cut off for the sake of maintaining a soprano. Time to take a break from me and my little pink book, my fingers still a little chilly, welcome the warmth of a tin cup as I take a drink in an effort to revive my creative senses. I still curse the alarm call...
Warlock Faoril – The Golden Hunger, the Nimborgoth “Is the pussycat eager to be played with?” I purred, stroking Captain Thyrna’s wavy-brown hair. She knelt naked on the floor of her cabin, her dark-brown face staring up at me, eyes flashing with dangerous hunger. A purr rose in her throat, far more feline than any human could produce. Because she wasn’t human. Captain Thyrna was a rakshasa, a race of all-female shapeshifters, deadly, dangerous. They often ruled over primitive tribes,...
'Do you see her?' Jeremy peered through the slot in the bolted door. 'Yes, I can.' The woman inside was standing in the centre of the room and staring back at him. Her gaze was fixed on him and she was smiling intently. 'She's been there a week now. Still settling down.' 'Why is she in there?' 'She was in her ward several weeks ago when staff found her with the body of a young man.' Jeremy looked perplexed. 'Was he murdered?' 'Well, at first he didn't appear to be. When...
Alone finally. The only sounds that grace my ears are the gentle winds of the west blowing down the hills, and through the large pines that guard the cabin from the evening sun. The commercial world is non-existent out here. No TV, no billboards, no skyscrapers, no cars, only one small power line for electricity, and my dependable pickup to get me to the nearest hamlet for supplies. I don’t live up here all the time, but when work, and life overwhelm me, I come to this small piece of Eden. Here...
She put the ball straight through the hoop, caught it on its first bounce off the concrete, and then turned to face me, smiling happily and dribbling the ball on the spot, as I put the car into Park and switched off the engine. “Hey, Leon,” she said, as I got out. She always called me by my first name. “Hi,” I answered, as I shut the car door. “Did’ya have a good day?” she asked. “Yeah, it was good. Productive, too,” I replied. “Well, I’ve been productive, too....
Introduction: A middle-aged man finds out his stepdaughter is more grown-up than he thought It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door. The weather was still warm, and she was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a pink sleeveless top, and as she jumped gracefully into the air to take a shot, I thought, She moves just like her mother. She put the ball...
The Siren In Greek mythology, the Sirens were three dangerous bird-women, portrayed as seductresses who lured nearby sailors with their enchanting music and voices to shipwreck on the rocky coast of their island. [Author's Note: This story is dedicated to the gorgeous Celestine in memory of the most wonderful afternoon of pleasure in 2009 [email protected] N.B. My other Yahoo email addresses have been deleted] 1. Business Games Working for large company usually means...
TLDR: Think of mutants from X-Men and Sirens from Borderlands in our world with sex. (I know it's not that good, so any advice or constructive criticism would be nice.) No one knows where exactly they came from. The very first officially recorded Siren appeared in 1968 as she saved a commercial flight from crashing in Oregon. The young woman was from the United States, she had no answers to her kind's origin. Two years later more Sirens started to appear and they were from the United States as...
In the morning, I opened my eyes, and there was Sonya, in the bed beside me, still fast asleep. I realised that whatever happened last night had really happened, and there was no going back. I wasn’t sure what would happen when she awoke, but just in case, I quietly slipped out of the side of my bed, and put my pyjama pants back on. I looked down at the still-sleeping Sonya, lying with her back to me, and I remembered that under the covers, she probably still had her silk nightdress...
This story continues on directly from my first story, Sonya’s Siren Song. In the morning, I opened my eyes, and there was Sonya, in the bed beside me, still fast asleep. I realised that whatever happened last night had really happened, and there was no going back. I wasn’t sure what would happen when she awoke, but just in case, I quietly slipped out of the side of my bed, and put my pyjama pants back on. I looked down at the still-sleeping Sonya, lying with her back to me, and I remembered...
This story continues on directly from my first story, Sonya’s Siren Song. In the morning, I opened my eyes, and there was Sonya, in the bed beside me, still fast asleep. I realised that whatever happened last night had really happened, and there was no going back. I wasn’t sure what would happen when she awoke, but just in case, I quietly slipped out of the side of my bed, and put my pyjama pants back on.I looked down at the still-sleeping Sonya, lying with her back to me, and I remembered that...
TabooIt was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door. The weather was still warm, and she was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a pink sleeveless top, and as she jumped gracefully into the air to take a shot, I thought, She moves just like her mother. She put the ball straight through the hoop, caught it on its first bounce off the concrete, and then turned to...
TabooIt's stupid o'clock in the morning and I'm sitting at the departures gate waiting for my flight to be called. I'm going to Frankfurt to look after some corporate VIP like the good techie I am. I'm so tired I am barely aware of the people around me moving in and out of my sight like they're walking through invisible fog. Then I see her.She's petite, with the slim figure of a woman in her twenties. Dressed standard business attire of airport staff everywhere. Heels, navy pencil skirt, white...
FetishWell, everything would be serene ... except for the cave bear, the sabertooth, and the three mountain lions. Other than that ... gravy. The sabertooth was no threat. They have a distinct prey, the giant armadillo. Sabertooth was genetically predisposed to giant armadillo. When the giant armadillo went extinct so did the sabertooth. Those long teeth were for penetration of the armadillos armor. You could say the sabertooth hunted itself to death ... they didn't adapt to other prey. I'd say,...
Disclaimer: If you're underage, stop reading. If you're offended by transgender or transsexual ideas, stop reading; and if you're unlikely to enjoy erotic descriptions of sex, stop reading. This story is adult material. Finally, if mermaids aren't your "thing," read this story anyway; it might change your mind. Please read "Changes in Paradise, Parts 1 - 15," if you haven't already, and please take a moment to post a comment to the site on which this story appeared, or send an...
1900UTC: USS Nimitz - Sea of Okhotsk, Extended Sea Duties.The sign on the door read ‘Lieutenant Dawn Delaney’ and it stood out in a sharp contrast to the battleship grey innards of the aircraft carrier’s metal passageways. The air here was stale and cloying under the artificial lighting which illuminated the run of narrow windowless corridor. Seated at the small cluttered desk, the lithe officer rifled through the wad of paperwork unceremoniously dumped in her In-tray before picking out the...
Fantasy & Sci-Fi“Hey, you alright?” Sarah touched Hayley’s shoulder. “Yeah, why?” Hayley responded as she turned her head to catch the backside of a suited young man who'd been walking closer and closer towards them for the past minute. He wasn’t as attractive as she’d hoped, but, he did have a great body. “You’ve been quiet for like two minutes.” “Really?” Sarah still hadn’t really zeroed in on Sarah’s feelings, she had enough to process just on her own. “Yeah, what’s up? I usually couldn’t...
Introduction: Sometimes, its the small things that shape ones destiny. In Hayleys case, that thing was a little alarm that went off one rainy college evening just as she was about to get off while making love to her boyfriend Nathan. Shes now compelled to tell what happened that night to her best friend Sarah. Hayley walked through town with her best friend Sarah. They were on route to an outdoor concert in the park situated in the middle of town. It was a beautiful spring day and she had the...
You arrive at the abandoned office where Poison Ivy is holding Catwoman captive. Catwoman, Selina Kyle, mentioned Ivy was angry with her for letting her plants die. You didn’t think anything of it at the time – plants are plants, sometimes they die. It was a mistake to think that an eco-terrorist like Ivy would simply let go of the incident. And shortly after rescuing you from the collapsed warehouse, Selina disappeared. The tracker you put on her led you here. The front of the tall office...
Sometimes, it's the small things that shape one's destiny. In Hayley's case, that thing was a little alarm that went off one rainy college evening just as she was about to get off while making love to her boyfriend Nathan. She's now compelled to tell what happened that night to her best friend Sarah. * Hayley walked through town with her best friend Sarah. They were on route to an outdoor concert in the park situated in the middle of town. It was a beautiful spring day and she had the whole...
CheatingSeclusionA warm, bright sun on a sublimely calm sea. A light breeze to keep things cool enough. Days like this are rare. Days like this call me to leave my usual surroundings and visit my favorite cove. It’s small and hidden, and hard to get to. It’s nestled between cliffs that make it almost invisible. Perfect. There are a few rocks on which to sunbathe, as well as a beach with the softest sand you can imagine. There’s a tide pool too, full of small creatures.It was on this perfect day in a...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThanks to darkniciad for helpful editing. Michael passed through the kitchen, dropping the order of service on the table without much thought. In the bedroom he took off the black wool suit and hung it in the closet. What a useless gesture. He would never wear it again. The phone rang. It was his daughter, Emma. ‘I’m fine,’ he told her. ‘I’m just going to take a nap.’ He dreamed he sailed his mirror dinghy out to sea. This made no sense at all, but dreams don’t make any sense. When was the...
Minidevilette© 2012 “I’m having a quiet affair at work.” Grant said. “I’ll bet you are,” I answered sarcastically. “Behave,” he admonished. “I’d like you to play hostess for me.” It had been five days since he had demonstrated to me just how ineffectual my defiance was in the face of his determination and I had relived that afternoon over and over in my mind as I waited to be with him again. “Nothing major, just a small business thing at the office on Thursday evening. Few drinks and a...
Minidevilette© 2012 It was supposed to be one of ‘our’ days. Plans had been made, a rendezvous arranged, the countdown of hours dragging by until the appointed time. As I was dressing to be undressed he had called. Something had come up, an important last minute thing with colleagues. A business lunch. Cases hung in the balance and it couldn’t be put off. We’d have to reschedule. I honestly thought I’d be physically ill from anticipation if I had to wait another day to finally crawl under...
It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door. The weather was still warm, and she was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a pink sleeveless top, and as she jumped gracefully into the air to take a shot, I thought, She moves just like her mother. She put the ball straight through the hoop, caught it on its first bounce off the concrete, and then turned to...
Minidevilette© 2012 “I’m having a quiet affair at work.” Grant said. “I’ll bet you are,” I answered sarcastically. “Behave,” he admonished. “I’d like you to play hostess for me.” It had been five days since he had demonstrated to me just how ineffectual my defiance was in the face of his determination and I had relived that afternoon over and over in my mind as I waited to be with him again. “Nothing major, just a small business thing at the office on Thursday evening. Few drinks and a lot...
ReluctanceMinidevilette© 2012 It was supposed to be one of ‘our’ days. Plans had been made, a rendezvous arranged, the countdown of hours dragging by until the appointed time. As I was dressing to be undressed he had called. Something had come up, an important last minute thing with colleagues. A business lunch. Cases hung in the balance and it couldn’t be put off. We’d have to reschedule. I honestly thought I’d be physically ill from anticipation if I had to wait another day to finally crawl under his...
ReluctanceThis is chapter 3 of St. Clair, though it is actually the fourth installment. It is in Lesbian because that is where the story started with “Soldier Girl.” I strongly recommend reading the other three first. I am working on next installment and plan on having it out in couple weeks. Readers of this series have been incredibly patient and I appreciate it. These are much harder to write than my usual fare. The subject matter of this story is decidedly dark and very heavy, even by my standards:...
"OK, an important notice to anyone listening. We're striking out; searching for supplies or anyone we can meet. If anyone is in the region, we'll be in Harrisonburg, Virginia tomorrow morning, and we'll try to be in Charlottesville the next day. If you can pick up this broadcast and are close by, we'd be glad to meet you. Just be careful how you approach us, as we're likely to be a bit gun-shy. We've survived a lot of craziness before the big die-off, so don't startle us. We'll try...
Wednesday, July 21, 1971 Kalani was propped up on one elbow as she lightly ran her fingertips across my chest. Of all the ways to wake up, this was one of my favorites. I could really feel her love, and I just wanted to lie there and bask in its warm glow. “Good morning, your majesty” I smiled as I greeted her. “Good morning, my prince,” she replied. “I shall miss having you by my side today.” “Truthfully, neither you nor Mikeya need me there. And there is so much I can do in other ways...
Hi. my name is Vivek. This story is about my sexual encounters with Sandy. Please read the previous parts to enjoy the story. This part of the story is about the three days we spent together indoors at Sandy’s house. It had been about a week since I had met Sandy. She had been busy with a few guests at home and some errands. I knew my distance, and I maintained it very well. This means absolute distance. There wasn’t even an exchange of texts between us. It was a Sunday evening. I was...
When it ended my world shattered. I lay awake at night thinking of her.. Always of her.. With only our first dildo to comfort me. Each night i probe at my lonely cunt wishing she were hear fucking me, her hand guiding the dildo into my pussy... I close my eyes and fuck myself in the exact rhythm Siren normally used on me... If i close my eyes hard enough i can almost feel her breath on my hot wet core... When i open them to see if shes there, my heart aches and I fuck myself harder trying...
In light of comments for Chapter 1, I put the next two chapters together. Having said that, they may still need to be bulked up a bit. These chapters were meant to set up characters and the plot, and thus aren’t meant to be erotic themselves. Chapters four and five should take care of that. Chapter Two September 1717, the Caribbean, It had seemed almost too easy. Despite having the apparent disadvantages of a bulkier ship and several leagues of distance between them, His Majesty’s Ship...
I knew it would hurt her and i did care its just that my lust for Rickys sex was to deep... When it was just the two of us things would get crazy. I would lose my power and he would gain it.... It was always rough and i would always put up a fight first, but that was the fun of it all.. Making me submit sexually was such a turn on for the both of us.. The secrets presisted through the rest of my freshman year and over to my sophmore year... Spring break came along and Rickys parents were...
Your first few days at State College felt lonely. One roommate was always away hanging at his older brother's fraternity. The other was already back at home, unable to be apart from his old high school girlfriend. But you came upon an intriguing poster at your entry way. The Sultry Sirens, State College's only all-girls choir, was looking for male soloists for their fall tour. The poster included details about the auditions, but your eyes were drawn to photos of the choir members. They looked...
InterracialThanks for the amazing response to my previous stories. A special thanks to the ladies with whom I got closer because of the stories. on MILF and her daughter got a lot of attention and was the Editor’s choice of the week. Several people reached out to me after the story was published, and one of the sexy sirens was Harshita. This story is about her and her sexier sister Ahana! For those reading my story for the first time, I am a 35 year, six-foot-tall, and moderately built married man from...
Hayley walked through town with her best friend Sarah. They were on route to an outdoor concert in the park situated in the middle of town. It was a beautiful spring day and she had the whole weekend off to wander and do as she pleased. The warm pollinated air fell in invisible folds around her body. She wore a soft spring dress with no bra for comfort. As she walked down the peopled sidewalk she completely lost herself in the passing bodies. It was as if every young man with a little spirit in...
Introduction: My second addition After my first time with Brandi and Heidi i was sexually obsessed. Always sizing up girls and guys wondering how it would feel to have sex with them. I searched the web for diffrent ideas, positions and anything i could find out. After about a year of this threesome, my aunt came back to stay with us for a while, i found out that she had a vibrating dildo and decided i was going to steal it. I took it and locked it in my box of personal things. When confronted...
I was a product of a raped woman. My mother at 14 years old was beaten and raped in a field, she didnt know who he was , just some crossing black man who wanted my beautiful Italian mother i suppose. She gave birth to me "Siren" 7 and a half months later. Despite how i came about she loved me. At the age of three i saw my mothers step father rape her. A man whom i loved like a grand father who took care of me and my mother. I couldnt understand why he was hurting her. I remember vividly...
Introduction: this is a story about a very sexual girl, it may or may not be true ill let you decide This is my first story, so yea all comments appreciated even criticism….. I was a product of a raped woman. My mother at 14 years old was beaten and raped in a field, she didnt know who he was , just some crossing black man who wanted my beautiful Italian mother i suppose. She gave birth to me Siren 7 and a half months later. Despite how i came about she loved me. At the age of three i saw my...
by the Perv Otaku The greenhouse was dark, but not completely quiet. Scratching sounds emanated from the door, cutting out a circle of glass. The glass fell free, and a gloved feminine hand with claws reached in and opened the door. Catwoman crept inside and quietly stepped through the greenhouse, looking around. "There it is," she thought. "It figures that she would swipe it from the Gotham Pet Products R&D lab before me, but I'm not about to let her keep that engineered hybrid super...
Heidi came over that day to hang. I guess she could feel the awkwardness she said whats going on you you guys are acting strange. We just shook our heads and said everything was fine. About six months later Heidi moved away, it was sad to see her go but my wish was granted. Me and Brandi were the best of friends and lovers. Our parents thought it was so cute that we were so close. I thought it was cute how Brandi wrinkled her nose when i fucked her. Or how she now walked with a little...
Chapter One: (November 1717, the Caribbean), Truly nothing was quite like waking up to the gentle rocking of a calm sea beneath the deck, the warmth of a golden dawn shining through the window and the gentle ticking of a man’s whiskers against one’s inner thighs. Lizzy Boyle smiled and arched her back off the bed for a moment as ‘Sir’ Patrick Frakes darted his tongue in and out of her, occasionally planting soft kisses on her inner thighs. It was more than carnal pleasure that pleased Lizzy,...
I rush into the surgery. Helen’s singing along to the radio, she looks up and then looks at the wall clock with a frown. ‘The first picture of you, the first picture of summer – Morning. You’re late.’ ‘Morning, yeah sorry – just assisting a potential new client.’ I put Sirena’s card on the desk in front of Helen. ‘Sirena Poesia – Portrait Artist, interesting…’ ‘Fat cat.’ ‘Oh great, we like the rich ones.’ ‘No, she has a fat cat, wants me to pop round at 2 – keeps trying to eat her. Can...
I rush into the surgery. Helen's singing along to the radio, she looks up and then looks at the wall clock with a frown."The first picture of you, the first picture of summer - Morning. You're late." "Morning, yeah sorry - just assisting a potential new client." I put Sirena's card on the desk in front of Helen. "Sirena Poesia - Portrait Artist, interesting..." "Fat cat." "Oh great, we like the rich ones." "No, she has a fat cat, wants me to pop round at 2 - keeps trying to eat her. Can you...
Quickie SexFirst story. Hope you enjoy!There wasn't ever really anything important in my life,and there really isn't anything important now. That was until of course, I met her. Let me elaborate on who I am. My name is John, but people also refer to me as Jack. I'm a 24 year old World Traveler/Philantropist/Philosopher/Writer. I discover alot of the things that are for say " Unknown to the general public" and while I'm doing my travels help in the community and also discover exactly who I am abit then...
Well, it took place by a lake but the title sounds better. I was attending a week long art camp, a birthday present from my husband. Now that our two kids were in school I had time to explore some things for myself and I’d always wanted to try pictorial art. I liked sketching as well as watercolors so this camp would let me have some intensive guidance and practice. The first part of the week focused on landscapes and nature. As the attendees got to know each other better we moved into...
The greenhouse was dark, but not completely quiet. Scratching sounds emanated from the door, cutting out a circle of glass. The glass fell free, and a gloved feminine hand with claws reached in and opened the door. Catwoman crept inside and quietly stepped through the greenhouse, looking around. "There it is," she thought. "It figures that she would swipe it from the Gotham Pet Products R&D lab before me, but I'm not about to let her keep that engineered hybrid super catnip...
This is a continuation of an ongoing series called, "My Journey Into Serenity." I'm in heaven. I'm swimming in a sea of one-hundred dollar bills. Naked women, like feathers, started floating down from the cloudless blue sky. With their soft hands, they started rubbing me in every possible spot while saying, "I love you, Jimmy," at the same time. All of sudden, the sky turned red and the sea caught fire. The women disappeared into a thin smoke, and I could smell bacon and pancakes! --- My eyes...
IncestIntroduction: Serenity begins her adventure with stripping an teasing then turns into something more. As you entered the door Serenity stood directly in front of you her straight blonde hair with caressing curls she was wearing a powder blue tank-top that clung slightly to her erect nipples, seeing her round perky breast through the cloth, a you looked down you saw a light jean mini skirt that was cut off right as it finished rounding her ass but as you look down her long muscular legs you see...
I always liked porn. If you asked me why I'm happy to live in the twenty-first century, that would be my answer.Porn.I love the different fantasies it can express, all crazier than each other. Of course, there will always be people screaming at, "the degradation of human dignity," but these guys don’t know what beauty is. A red and swollen pussy dripping with cum after a good fuck, a woman's face covered with semen, a cock drowned in tons of saliva during a hot and passionate blowjob. It's...
NovelsThe final culmination and the fate of Jim and his sister, Serenity, lies in this final chapter. Quoting Jim, "Nothing good lasts forever." What I wouldn't do for my girlfriend... 'Which one?' There is no fucking which one. There's only Serenity! 'Stop kidding yourself, Jim.' Fuck off. --- "Jimmy... Jim... For christ's sake, JIM!" "Wha- What, oh shit, sorry, Serenity!" I blushed. "Jimmy, you've been really weird lately, what's going on? Can I help you?" Serenity said, her head and arms on my...
IncestThis story is in no way related to my "In The Arms of Serenity" story; it is completely stand-alone. I should be happy... but I'm not. My eye doctor says I've got twenty-twenty vision. My next-door neighbour's daughter has got a bit of a thing for me. And on top of all that, I've recently gotten into a relationship with quite a beautiful girl who's about to graduate high school, just like my sister. So, why do I feel like clawing out my eyeballs and crying out in anger and pain? --- It's been...
IncestIt was Don Taylor’s last day before he began his family leave, and it couldn’t end soon enough. It seemed that every time he turned around, his boss and good friend Jason Blackwell was giving him, ‘Just one more thing.’ He had the program installed into his office computer and the computer at home to allow him access to his work files should he need them, and had copied all of his important files onto several flash drives. In Don’s mind, the day seemed to just drag on, and his thoughts were on...