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Twitter Porn AccountsIt was a very hectic school year. I had just graduated and my parents were letting me just relax before going to college in the fall. My parents had treated me to a cruise right after graduation. After we came back, they said I could have a party with all my friends. My parents are the coolest parents in the world. They let me have parties all the time. Whenever I have parties, all the kids have to sleep over. That’s the only rule. They know that kids of my generation always sneak alcohol and...
"Fucking, shit!" She cursed to herself, pulling up her hoodie and hunching over her knees, trying to cover her legs. Wearing her short black and purple skirt probably wasn't the best idea for the weather, and her legs were cold in the thin tights that stuck tight to her smooth legs. Today the forest didn't feel the same. It was cold and drab; the vibrant forest hues seemed to have gone through a strainer, draining everything of warmth and colour. The leaves that hadn't fell and rotted...
They were not long at Kalworth Hall when luncheon was announced. Violet was led by a maid into “the small parlor.” There were Lord Richard, an old woman, and a young one. “Aunt,” Lord Richard said, “may I present Miss Violet Worden? Miss Worden, Deborah, Dowager Countess Minton, Lady Deborah Minton, her grand daughter and named for her.” “Milady.” She made a curtsey to the older woman, who nodded graciously. A governess does not curtsey to her charge, and she had not yet refused the...
Sharon Byrnes hummed an old 60's tune as she walked the streets of Greenwich Village. Never mind that the song had been recorded two years before she'd been born, it always made the 27 year old feel good. And today was definitely a day for feeling good. She had been hired by a large local clothing manufacturer to set up a new computerized inventory system. Her contract with the firm had called for her to have the system up and running in four weeks. Instead, she had finished it in three,...
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Twitter Porn AccountsEverybody was out of the house and Violet was bored. Both her mother and father were away for the weekend. Her older brother went to a party. Violet was alone and took out her teddy bear who was as big as her. She often would fantasize that the bear was human. She did nasty things with her bear.Violet had sex with a few boys, but mostly fantasized that her bear was her brother. Her brother was older and mostly just treated her as his kid sister. He was always with his girlfriend, but...
IncestViolet stared absently at her coffee. Black. The calming aroma of the small riverside cafe did little to smooth her nerves. She took a sip. Bitter.Usually Violet limited her caffeine intake in the evening, but tonight she would be needing the energy. Across from her, Alice nursed a latte. Extra sugar.“I don’t know if I can do this.” Violet couldn’t tell if she was shaking from anxiety or coffee.“You only begged me for months to take you out.” Frothy milk stuck to Alice’s upper lip like a creamy...
ReluctanceThe days after Anne’s wedding were spent in adjusting. Violet had a future to arrange, but she was curiously unready to arrange it. She took breakfast and luncheon with Lord and Lady Montraven at Lady Montraven’s specific invitation. The Montravens dined out, and Violet took those meals in her room. It would have been easier on staff to have taken them in the dining room, but it would have been presumptuous on her part. She had enough presumptuous actions ahead of her. She had lost the...
Senior year had just begun at Rochelle High School. This massive high school looked more like a college campus. That’s because this was one of the top boarding schools in the country and alumni loved to give money back. My friends and I sat in the luscious green grass of the main quad and reminisced on our summer escapades. My closest friends, Rich, had spent the summer at a sleep away camp on the lake as a boat instructor. He retold stories of long nights with beautiful blonds fucking in the...
Straight SexRichard, Earl of Kalworth, was adamant. “James, it is time you found yourself a wife. Yes, dancing at the balls of the Season is pleasant, but the reason that we go is for you to win a girl, marry her, and begin to fill your nursery.” Unfortunately, he was ordering his brother not his son. That was unfortunate for several reasons. One, brother James had not felt obedient towards Richard since he, too, went away to school. “Why is it imperative that I start filling my nursery? I am not the...
Violet Eyes By Bronwen Welsh Prologue My name is Sybil. I have a doctorate in philosophy and I am a reader in archaeology at a certain British university which I prefer not to identify. There is a reason for this of course. Like most transgendered people I prefer a low profile since certain people can never take you seriously once they know, or worse, they assume that you are in some way mentally fragile. I admire people like the author Jan Morris, or the brilliant computer...
Did you know I would come if you spoke my name Did you lie When you said you needed the cool Of the night To caress your deepest thoughts I can hear All the darkest things you think I'm gonna make it easy Did you smile As i wandered in the black Of your eyes Now I live among the things That we see And the darkest things you fear I'm gonna make it easy Violet fire My friend signed me up for a club called "Violet Fire" apparently it was some sort of casual sex club,...
Author: Powerone Title: Violets Anal Training Summary: Violet is subjected to anal and sphincter training so she will beprepared for anal sex. Keywords: M/F, anal, humil, reluc, mdom, span Copyright 2003 by Powerone. The author may be contacted at [email protected] Violets Anal Training Michael sat in the chair as she entered. Poweronehad described her perfectly, long black hair, green eyes, pale skin, very smallhands and fingers, DD breasts and small hips . She had a gothic...
The wedding was strangely moving. She had heard the service scores of times, but when she said the vows herself, they seemed quite meaningful. When Richard said them, she felt herself tear up. Not only Anne was there, but Alice and their parents and husbands. Of course, Anne’s husband stood with Richard as his brother and best man. Dorcas dressed her in the elaborate night rail and led her to the bed. When she drew back the covers, there was a stain on the bottom sheet. “It is the sheet...
In a normal theater, the mezzanine can be one of two things. One can be found in a grand opera house with multiple levels of seating and rococo interior. There, the mezzanine is the balcony sandwiched between the first and third levels. Often fancy people in fancy dress visit the opera with monocle in hand to listen to sweet notes of music in German or French. The other mezzanine refers to the front rows of balcony seating with the best view. This definition is often found at smaller venues...
HardcoreSummary: Violet is subjected to anal and sphincter training so she will be prepared for anal sex. Keywords: M/F, anal, humil, reluc, mdom, span Violets Anal Training Michael sat in the chair as she entered. Powerone had described her perfectly, long black hair, green eyes, pale skin, very small hands and fingers, DD breasts and small hips. She had a gothic look to her, the black clothes standing out dramatically to her white skin. "What am I doing here?" Violet questioned, but she already knew...
EroticViolet looked out the van window at the passing snow covered trees. Four days. It was like she was a time traveler. In the blink of an eye, she had been sent four days into the future. Four days of her life, gone. It could have been worse, but her mind was having a hard enough time wrapping itself around this as it was. Four days of her family thinking she was going to die ... how would her brothers and sisters react to her? How would SHE react? What the hell had happened? The Red Witch...
Violet sat up on the hospital bed, shaking. Dad ... was gone. The two nurses had left the room moments ago: one to try and find a doctor who'd be able to tell them what the hell was happening, and the other to run the floor all by herself. Miracle cures were wonderful, but they didn't change the needs of everyone else in the hospital. Anita stood, arms around her baby, head on her shoulder. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Her mom hadn't meant to just blurt it out. Violet knew...
Taylor opened her eyes. She saw pink. There was no pink in their bedroom. She blinked. Still pink. Mind slowly coming online, she noticed there was an outline to the pink, two long straight lines. Also, it wasn't so much pink as maybe flesh... Ah, it was an arm. A child's arm. Reaching up, she gently lifted John Carter's arm from her face and saw Rachel's six year old snuggled against her under the quilt. He was sleeping soundly, face at peace. With a smile, Taylor gave his forehead...
"Richard stared at the keyboard for a few moments. "Maybe we belong to a pool of soul mates," he said pensively. "There are a small number of people on this earth that we are intertwined with, not just one other."" Taylor looked up from the book, eyes once again going to the sleeping Violet. Sleeping ... it helped to keep thinking of her like that. She was just sleeping. A sleep that would never end... No! Taylor would NOT let herself think like that! It had only been a couple days....
My name is Violet and this is the story on how I lost my anal virginity to 3 guys. I was always very pretty, heck i knew it too. maybe that's what always got me in a lot of trouble. skipping school and smoking pot with the bad boys, hard to say no when its always free. I never did anything with them though I was too young and pregnant. farthest i had gotten was giving a blow job, getting my tits sucked on. little foreplay stuff. I had just turned 18 and was a Jr. in high school. I was 5'1 36c...
Group SexSenior year had just begun at Rochelle High School. This massive high school looked more like a college campus. That’s because this was one of the top boarding schools in the country and alumni loved to give money back. My friends and I sat in the luscious green grass of the main quad and reminisced on our summer escapades. My closest friends, Rich, had spent the summer at a sleep away camp on the lake as a boat instructor. He retold stories of long nights with beautiful blonds fucking in the...
Paul Carter looked across the driveways separating his – well, his parent’s – house from Brooke MacDonald’s house. He looked across a gulf as wide as his imagination, a chasm that had divided him from his impossible-to-endure one and only very-first-true-love. He had fallen in love with Brooke MacDonald the very first time he had laid eyes on her, which was, unfortunately, in third grade. Paul Carter could not remember one single day in grade school, junior high, or high school that he hadn’t...
My husband and I have had a couple of Hotwife experiences that just kind of happened to us. We had taken advantage of the opportunities presented, but had not been the instigators. As we were planning for a camping trip with friends I decided I wanted to see if I could make something happen myself.So I chose my target. Chad’s wife Allie had told me a couple of years back that her firefighter husband found me attractive and if they weren’t together he would want to be with me. Chad was a...
Wife Lovers---- Anna 1: Anna and the Firemen ----Trying to ignore the pain in my back, I gently squeezed Anna's firm buttocks. Such a sweet ass she had, a great handful to hold on to, to pull her against my penetrating cock as she rode me to an orgasm.She'd collapsed on my body now, her heavy breathing still puffing against my neck as she cuddled in post-orgasmic satisfaction. I squeezed her buttocks again. Let her get her breath back, and then maybe I could roll her over, throw her legs over my...
Trying to ignore the pain in my back, I gently squeeze Anna's firm buttocks. Such a sweet ass she has, a great handful to hold on to, to pull her against my penetrating cock as she rode me to an orgasm.She's collapsed on my body now, her heavy breathing still puffing against my neck as she cuddles in post-orgasmic satisfaction. I squeeze her buttocks again. Let her get her breath back, and then maybe I can roll her over, throw her legs over my shoulders, and fuck her hard and fast for my own...
The Christmas party sucked and Melissa left to go home at eleven. She wished now she hadn’t even bothered to go. Last week she bought a new silk dress just for the occasion. It rocked, totally hot: clung to her figure like the skin of a snake, low cut with a short sexy hem. Guaranteed to knock what’s-his-name’s eyes out, except when she arrived at the party what’s-his-name had already hooked up with a skinny brunette with fake boobs. Jerk! Slut! Even though the dress got her quite a bit of...
John was a good-looking, Irish firefighter in his 50’s. He saw Jeanne’s profile and thought he would send her an email. To his surprise, she responded to it. He explained he had been a firefighter for a while, was divorced, and had two children. He also gave a physical description of himself. He had salt and pepper hair and was balding. Jeanne did not know what she thought of the baldhead since she always had liked men with lots of hair and preferably curls. One day he asked her to call him...
We’re lying on a grassy hill by this gorgeous lake somewhere pretty far away from the party we were just at. Its past midnight, but I really don’t know anything beyond that. Details are blurry right now…all that matters is the warm weight on my chest and the vanilla scented hair brushing my cheek. Oh god…the lights are so bright. So colorful and shimmering…there are too many of them. It would be scary if I didn’t have somebody to hold onto. ‘The stars, they look like fireflies…rainbow...
A second-person-viewpoint narration of a Pagan journey through a year-and-a-day of the familiar, to find the mystery behind the mysteries. Yes, this is a magical gendershift story. ---------------------------------------------------------- Between Two Fires --Kiai 24sep03/29jul06/05mar07 Perhaps it is being brought up Pagan that has brought you to this. Where other religions segregate the sexes with walls of guilt and shame, never to meet...
SPITFIRE by Alex B. Shannon Blake couldn't help it. She simply had to talk herself into trouble.This had been a problem for her growing up at home, at school and later on,wherever she worked. She seemed to crave confrontation and constantly foundherself arguing with others over the smallest of issues. Of course, this wasbefore she met Erik Powell. The two had been dating less than a month when Shannon managed to instigatea loud argument in the middle of a film they were watching. Aggravated...
The Firefly verse didn't exist for long. An incredible show destroyed by ruthless Fox execs who keep churning shit out on the TV. But enough of that. Firefly had plenty of incredibly sexy women. Choose what happens to these women, and what they get up to in the black.
My wife was a cute petite beautiful woman. She had a great body, a decent pair of tits and the nicest ass I’ve ever seen. She said she hated being so attractive because all guys did was stare at her all day. She married because I was the first guy she dated that was really interested in her work as a Surgical Nurse for a famous Ophthalmologist in town. She even assisted in doing eye transplants. Outwardly she was a quiet demure beautiful woman. That’s until nine o’clock rolled around and she...
The Joining that night went about as well as expected. While three mages and three templars had survived until the potion was ready, most of them were ravaged by the taint, barely able to stay upright, skin blackening, hair falling out, fever running rampant through their ruined bodies. Alim and Rolan were the exceptions; the mage looked pale, but otherwise well, and Rolan had black veins visible only under the skin of his hands and arms. Unsurprisingly, they were the only two who survived,...
The Chauffeur (#58) The Fire By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 On Saturday I was awoken by my cell phone buzzing. I grudgingly got out of bed and scuffed over to the dresser to check my phone. I saw that the text was from Roger Johnson. The text read: Big Fire at an office tower in Wisconsin. CALL ME ASAP! Roger. I called Roger as soon as I read his text message. The first call went straight to voicemail. The second call Roger picked up. “Hey, David, not a good way to start a...
Friday evening and as usual Brad and I were in our local pub, drinking and talking about how we were going to change the world and make our fortunes. We also talked about girls, obviously; ones we knew and ones we never really knew, but would've loved to have known - the usual boy’s pub nonsense. Brad was my best mate; we had grown up together from school days. We told each other about our triumphs with any girl, and some of the let downs. We had no secrets from each other. We had been at the...
Wife LoversAt the age of nineteen I left home for college and I really went out of control. I came out of the closet and immersed myself in the lesbian community. I was a big hit. There was a small lesbian tavern close to campus where I used to hang out. I was under age but I never drank anything so the management let me hang around. One of my first lovers there used to call me Angel, it caught on, and to this day I still have old friends that call me Angel. I was real popular too - women even fought...
By the time I was eighteen I had matured into a very attractive young lady. In short, I was hot and I had a sexual imagination to match. I tried boys. They didn’t do anything for me. There was something about boys that always kind of repulsed me. Their body hair, their odors, their aggressive demeanor disgusted me. I gave them a fair chance but I just could not find the interest for them that I had for the tender flesh and gentle manners of other girls. I had several relationships with girls...
Months passed after my first sexual experience at the tip of my bulldog’s tongue. I soon found out I could give myself the same pleasure without Max’s help. I had delved deeply into all the reference material I could get my hands on and had learned a great deal about my body and about sex. I learned that the term for giving myself sexual pleasure was ‘masturbation’ and it became my secret hobby. I did it whenever the opportunity presented itself. I did it out of boredom, I did it to relieve...
At the age of twenty-two I started getting my kicks through exhibitionism. It started after I landed my first job and moved in with a biker chick who picked me up at a rock concert. She was a tall, muscular blonde, a Nordic war-goddess who worked out twice a day, loved leather and had the strongest tongue I have ever known. She enjoyed showing me off and she bought me these very revealing costumes of satin and suede and then cruised around town with me on the back of her bike. We would go on...
Eyes wide with shock, Lisa’s head whipped around at the sound of shattering glass; the object having hurtled past her shoulder and collided with the door frame. “Don’t you walk out on me Lisa, I’m not finished talking about this,” the edgy frustration in Jason’s voice was evident as he stood just inside the dimly lit bedroom. “You did not just throw that!” Lisa hissed furiously, her green eyes narrowing into emerald slits, as auburn curls swung angrily around her stiff shoulders. She continued...
ReluctanceShannon Blake couldn't help it. She simply had to talk herselfinto trouble. This had been a problem for her growing up at home,at school and later on, wherever she worked. She seemed tocrave confrontation and constantly found herself arguing withothers over the smallest of issues.Of course, this was before she met Erik Powell.The two had been dating less than a month when Shannon managedto instigate a loud argument in the middle of a film theywere watching. Aggravated by Shannon's behavior and...
My name is Jack, I am a New York City firefighter and this is the story of when my four firefighter friends and I met a girl named Camryn in a bar and changed her life forever.I have been a firefighter for six years and in those six years my fire crew and I have had some amazing adventures, but none so amazing as the night a simple couple of beers down the local bar turned into so much more.In our firehouse we have two crews and tonight, East Side, which is my crew made up of five firefighters...
Group SexI sat on the big chaise lounge by the fire pit. There was a slight chill in the air, summer had began to give away to fall. These were the days I enjoyed most of the year and yet like spring they also seemed the most fleeting. I could not help thinking that we lived mostly in the extremes: hot and cold, light and dark. There seemed little time to hold onto the twilights, the dawns, the subtler moments of being, the connecting moments. Knotted pine popped in the fire pit, sending an arc of...
Curiosity killed the cat. Everybody knows that. But with me, curiosity freed me, changed me, and let me loose to help other people become the person they needed to become to also, be free and changed. It started when I had been watching live cams on the internet, though not just any live cams, I was watching BDSM live cams, and was particularly interested in those that used fire. The fire was being used as a method or hair removal, rather than to harm the person. I had been watching a Dominant...
BDSMCaught Fire Part 1By DariUntil now my life had been pretty one-dimensional. I had never had the freedom to make my own decisions; there had always been others who were there to tell me what to do. First my father and aunt, who had done their best to raise me as a pious farmer's daughter. When it became apparent that I was not really suited for this kind of life - being a farmer is kind of the last job that you want to have when you can ignite whole fields of wheat with the power of your...
We marched for a while longer, Vasiliev and the wounded Krell hanging near the back, with the armed humans at the front. We’d figured out how to use the shield projectors, they were handy little things, devices about the size of a wrist-mounted computer that could create a barrier of plasma roughly the size of a garbage can lid. If we came across more Bugs, we could use their own tactics against them. “You doing alright, Raz?” I asked as she walked beside me. “What, this?” she asked as she...
She heard the howls of the wargs as they regrouoped and began the hunt. As she rode further into the woods she heard something that made her blood run cold. Further ahead of her in the trees she could hear the howls of a second warg pack, the howls continued as they began to fan out circling her in the trees. They were still to far off from her to see in the darkness but she knew they had an idea of where she was in the woods. As Arnial turned the horse to try retracing her path a bit she...
Frida was doing her crunches on the padded mat when two of the new girls came in to practice on the weights and not really knowing what they were doing. She wanted to say something to them but figured the males in attendance would be more than happy to fill them in on the best procedures to use. So she just kept pumping the crunches out and sweating all over the mat. She glanced over at them making silly mistakes with the weights and saw that they both were more trim than fit and that they...
Unusually for me this story contains no sex or uncouth language. There is a bit of violence, though, and it is definitely for adults. As ever, constructive criticism would be very welcome. I'm sure this is due for at least another draft or two. An Invocation of Fire By XoYo In the hour of ice and death, in the last throes of darkness before dawn tears up the clean night sky, you shook your last and died in my arms. I clutched your wasted body throughout the day, feeling your...
Anna heard the sirens in the distance, their warning wail muted by blocks and blocks of wood framed houses. Automatically she listened for the nuances in tone and pitch that would tell her if they were drawing closer or would pass by into another part of the city. The sound grew louder, overshadowing the muted TV and its unfunny sitcom. They had turned off Geary, she decided, down Fillmore, or probably closer, Steiner or even Scott. She strained to hear. It was Steiner, the sound would have...
Soaked! Nothing could be more disappointing than crawling into bed and laying in an icy wet spot. I jump out and pull the heavy brown quilt down to discover the cause of the wetness. I don't drink in my bed, it can't be anything I've spilled on the bed. I haven't wet the bed, I hope it's not from an animal that came inside the cabin to escape the snow. Snow. Of course it's snow, I look up and can see a fine flutter of snow falling from a hole in the ceiling. I sigh, what I viewed as quaint...
Love StoriesChapter 1: A Life Ablaze Virginia. April 1956 It was the extreme heat that brought Robert Tierney out of his stupor. Gaining consciousness quickly, he saw the flames splashing around him, the walls were already consumed by fire and the roof of the shed was aflame looking ready to collapse. Pulling himself onto his unsteady legs he could hear the sirens in the distance. Stumbling to the door, he reached for the handle, quickly pulling back his hand at the extreme temperature of...
Anna heard the sirens in the distance, their warning wail muted by blocks of wood framed houses. Instinctively she listened for the nuances in tone and pitch that would tell her if they were drawing closer or would pass by into another part of the city. The sound grew louder, overshadowing the muted TV and its unfunny sitcom. They'd turned off Geary, she decided, down Fillmore, or probably closer, Steiner maybe or even Scott. She strained to hear. It was Steiner. The sound would have been...
by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter One: Shadow and Fire Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Saturday, June 7th, 2054 – Astarte – Paris, Texas Paris, Texas had been the best place to hide from Mark and Mary. They never suspected when they killed me that I went anywhere other than to the Abyss. Instead, I was raised by the Mayor's daughter, Darleen Cummings, the idiotic girl that the Ghost had sold to me for that wondrous night of debauchery. The vessel I inhabited...
Sirens and the rule of law rang out from up over the hill. Couldn’t be so divine as to bludgeon the heat of August nor smother the vengeful Despréaux fire, but the rain was a sudden blessing. All the lady angels in heaven, resplendent in their shimmering see-through gowns, must have been running through the sprinklers on God’s lawn. Mud squished between his toes and it felt good. Every time the thunder came creeping in over the sound of the bullhorn, it gave him some measure of satisfaction....
Zoë was bored. Desperately bored. Amazingly bored. And in need of a fuck, just one good fuck. Letting her beautiful long hair down her back, dressed in her tight top and tighter trousers, she went out for a drink. Finding a good bar, she sat alone at a table for one, bored, lonely, and itching for some goodness. The bar, however, is mainly empty, with people so damn ugly; she wouldn?t fuck ?em for all the gold in Sihnon. Except for one person. A girl, quite the hottie, that she keeps looking...