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Wedding Night – Olive and Liam*Olive’s story…Olive was a sweet little femboy standing in front of the bathroom mirror getting ready. His makeup was completed and his large beautiful dark eyes shone brightly as he examined himself. His true love waited on the other side of the door. The man was taking Olive on a special trip tomorrow to get married. But the wedding night was tonight… in just a few minutes in fact. He was so excited he could hardly breathe. He was wearing the special outfit...
As usual, I don't have any idea where this one came from. "Happy birthday, bro." It was a paid subscription to a dating service. A really high priced service, with guarantees of strict confidentiality and carefully screened members. I wasn't smiling. She saw. "Come on now, don't be like that. It's been fourteen months. Have you even gone on a date since then?" "That's your business how, exactly?" She stood up and towered over me. Man I hated that. Being eight inches shorter...
As usual, I don’t have any idea where this one came from. ***** ‘Happy birthday, bro.’ It was a paid subscription to a dating service. A really high priced service, with guarantees of strict confidentiality and carefully screened members. I wasn’t smiling. She saw. ‘Come on now, don’t be like that. It’s been fourteen months. Have you even gone on a date since then?’ ‘That’s your business how, exactly?’ She stood up and towered over me. Man I hated that. Being eight inches shorter than...
Olivia's alter ego Oyly is released in a public performance. Olivia Franklin awakes to find herself in a strange theater where she is forced to participate in an erotic performance involving humiliation, spanking, masturbation, and several other interesting sexual practices. At the end of the performance she is called upon to make what is perhaps the most important decision of her life. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over...
That very day I enjoyed at most in the party of my friends engagement. It’s late in the morning, I’m still sleeping due to the effect of the alcohol. At around 10:30 am in the morning the phone rang. I got up after a struggle and say “hello”. “Good Morning” a sweetest voice greet me. “It’s me, Olive“ she continue. “I still remembering the sweet belonging of yesterday evening, how are you doing?” I asked. “Fine”, she said.“Can we meet today?” “I guess so.”“When can we?”“It’s up to you.”I’m in...
Many came to The Monastery of Repentance because they were sent there,to receive punishment for some wrong doing;however there were those who came to the monastery to experience what it is like to be beaten,those people often made up excuses so that they would receive a spanking. One such boy was Oliver.Oliver had a fascination ,at least he thought, with being spanked hard,it was this fascination that led him to pay a visit to the Monastery of Repentance.He cycled along the long,country lane...
Oliver stood at the boundary between his world and the world of the Gods and Goddesses. He took a deep breath and crossed over the boundary. The subtle texture of the world changed. Colors brightened, odors intensified, and the noises increased in volume. He watched the birds flit from tree to tree. He looked down to wait for the one who had summoned him. The couple he had met in Bogota, stepped out from behind a tree. He moved to them, ready to follow them to the clearing. The couple turned...
Note: This story may be offensive to some as it is set in the era of slavery in the US Deep South, and uses the word “nigger”. Ever since I was a boy and saw Roots I have had sexual fanatsies about interracial coupling based on the erotic power imbalances of that era. If this is not your thing then just move on now and read no further, but understand that I write this as an open-minded male who far from being racist, admires people of different ethnicity and has a tendency to find black men and...
Catherine woke up in bed next to Oliver and snuggled against him, happy that she didn't have to go to work. This was the first time ever that she didn't want to go. Last night, she had dreamed of the God and she had to talk to Oliver today about her dream. She studied his features as he slept. His rugged features and tanned skin gave him such a masculine appearance. Although he always looked like he had shaved, she had never seen him do it. Somehow, never having the opportunity to watch him...
The sixth year student sat down at the table across from Oliver right after he had taken a bite of his sandwich. Oliver chewed and swallowed, chasing it down with some milk. He looked up at the student and asked, "What can I do for you?" "I was curious about something." Oliver examined the young lady carefully. She had a very nice glow and almost no black spots over her heart. He said, "Ask away. I'll answer if I can." She looked around as several other students joined her....
Oliver stood at the eastern end of the clearing as John Carter went through the ritual of sanctifying it as a grove for the Gods and Goddesses. He had been shocked as the meteors buried themselves in the corners of the glade. While others may have seen a dust and debris flying around the glade, he had seen a blinding white light. When the lightening had struck John Carter, he had seen to the other side as John joined his loved ones that had passed before. When everything was finished, Oliver...
Since my liaison with Oliver I hadn't been able to stop thinking about him. Each time I imagined his mouth on me or his thick, cock sliding into me, I’d get wet and my small, pink nipples would harden. It wouldn't matter where I was. I could be at sixth form, home, a friend’s house or the pub. Suddenly, he’d pop into my head and I’d be horny beyond belief. Taking care of myself was nowhere near as satisfying as the real thing and I counted down the days until they returned from their...
Straight Sex"What are you doing?" she pondered, getting up."Getting ready to take a shower," I answered, grabbing my robe. "Why, do you want to join me, step sis?"She strolled to me and slowly brought her hands to her back. "I'm a beyond filthy woman, so I should probably clean up," she answered, undoing her bra.She pushed down her panties as well and stood in front of me."What, do you think I haven't seen you naked before, Lacy? Just in the past few months, I've seen every single square inch of you,...
TabooI stood there in the shower, and my right hand came down onto my cherry. "Maybe I will fuck Rick on the first date. Lacy did give me some confidence, even though I'm not a lesbian," I muttered before I began rubbing it. "She does know how to eat pussy, that's for sure," I moaned, slanting my head back.I took in a deep breath and played with my twat rather slowly. I felt my juice coming out somewhat rapidly, but I kept my position. I closed my eyes just pictured Lacy doing it again. Even as I...
TabooWhen the harsh morning light woke Lacy was surprised to see the chain holding her to the headboard was gone and her hands had been released from her cuffs. Clearly someone had been there during the night, but a quick glance around the bedroom and bath rendered no Freja, nor was there any indication her Mistress had slept beside her. Immediately Lacy felt an urgent desire to find her Mistress, but a hasty search of the upstairs yielded no sign of Freja. This surprised Lacy and instantly she...
BDSM"So, are you looking?" she pondered, sitting on the bed with me.I rubbed my face with both hands for a moment. I stayed quiet because I didn't know what to say."I know you feel bad, but don't, because I've forgiven you," I told her before I glanced back at her. "It happened, and there isn't anything that can be done to reverse it. We've both come to terms that we might be bisexual now, so let's just call this a draw," I explained before I placed my right palm on her leg. "We got into a...
InterracialLacy awkwardly followed along behind her Mistress as Freja sauntered along the beach with the warm waves of the Pacific Ocean lapping at her feet as the setting sun dappled its fading light over both women’s nude bodies. As it was a private beach for the seven homeowners located on the three mile stretch of northern California coastline the two uninhibited lesbian lovers often walked naked displaying their lovely, lush bodies to whomever was walking the beach. However today it was impossible...
Lacy awkwardly followed along behind her Mistress as Freja sauntered along the beach with the warm waves of the Pacific Ocean lapping at her feet as the setting sun dappled its fading light over both women’s nude bodies. As it was a private beach for the seven homeowners located on the three mile stretch of northern California coastline the two uninhibited lesbian lovers often walked naked displaying their lovely, lush bodies to whomever was walking the beach. However today it was impossible...
BDSMLurking out the semi-closed blinds, I noticed Oliver privately strokinghis huge black manhood as I peered out my bedroom window. I was spying on my hot built black neighbor for a moment, attempting to see more of that ever rising bulge in his shorts that had ignited a deep burning fire in me... Carefully I opened a few slats on the blinds fully, as I allowed the towel to drop to the floor. Fully naked, I stood there wanting him to see me touch myself, as I was so aroused imaging about being...
Lacy trailed behind somewhat as she and Freja walked back to the white beach house with blue shutters which was their home. She was still wearing Gabriel’s cum on her face for Freja had forbidden her to wash it off in the warm ocean water, but she really wasn’t thinking about her messy face. Instead she was deep in thought about the unexpected things Freja had done before they parted company with Gabriel. For Freja to put a man’s cock in her mouth especially when it had semen on it seemed...
BDSMIntroduction: sometimes things go a little too far Lacy Morley carefully applied her make-up. Her stomach was churning as she lightly traced across her eyebrows with the dark pencil. Her brown eyes stared back at her as she lightly brushed the blush on her cheeks. It was an unsure stare that Lacy couldnt answer, she wasnt sure what she was doing even thinking about what might happen tonight. Sure they had cooked this little scheme up together, but it wouldnt be Lees butt on the line it would be...
She could hear the five men in the next room anteing up, raising and folding as the regular Thursday night poker game heated up. They had been meeting like this for over a year, most of the time at the Morley house because the other wives didn't seem to understand the importance of this male bonding thing. Lacy didn't mind, the guys were always nice, they never made too big a mess and they always were genuinely appreciative of the way she would bring them beer so they wouldn't have to...
"So, will you at least tell me his name, pretty please?"I took a deep breath. "Fine, Lacy, his name is Rick," I responded, turning to her. "Are you happy now?""Yes," she answered, getting off the bed. "We've been step-sisters for five years now. So, don't you think that we should know about one another's lives? I mean, shouldn't we be closer by now, Robin?" she wondered before she stopped on my side."Yes, you are right, Lacy. I'm sorry," I said before I hugged her. 'Well, she is nice, but maybe...
TabooWe went out hiking on a Saturday, driving all morning to get there, with plans to spend the night camping and then come back on Sunday. Saturday went fine, we spent the day hiking over various hills and past streams, all while following the trail. It was Saturday evening, right before dark, when things started to get worrisome. According to our map there was supposed to be a rest station where we were, but we couldn't find it. We searched farther up the trail thinking we hadn't gone...
Lacy glances into the 3-paneled mirror and a cute girly smile flashes across her face. She gently strokes her stringy below, shoulder-length shiny blonde hair. She bats her eyes then prances and preens before the mirror. The stretchy black and white stripe mini-dress clung to her curvy yet slightly muscular body. Black fishnet stockings, with small white bowties, highlighted her shapely legs which shrank down to her small ankles which fit loosely in a pair of shiny black leather, open toe 3’...
This is a pastiche on the current TV show Adventures of Sinbad set in Raven's Djinn Universe. Those familiar with the show can skip the next part & get right to the story if they wish. CHARACTERS SINBAD A cross between Errol Flynn & Tom Cruise. Perhaps the best swordsman of his time. He does not have a self esteem problem. Also telling the truth is not as important to him as poetry. MAEVE Tall, beautiful, extremely well endowed, young sorceress. Red headed Celt with...
Introduction: … some milfs are not meant to be boned Upon completion of my undergraduate work at Cornell University, I moved to the land of corn to pursue a graduate degree in the state of Indiana. My graduate school program consisted of a very small cohort of students, numbering only eight. I was the only swinging dick among them. The girls had each come from vastly different lifestyles than I and none of them were easy on the eyes. For the most part, my female classmates were all heavily...
Once I had fully matriculated into graduate school, I chose not to engage myself in any significant degree with my female peers, as their bar-hopping habits were abhorrent to me. Furthermore, since none of the bland girls were worth a scrump, I found that there was absolutely no point in interacting with them at all so I actively avoided all social outings with them and focused solely on academics. Much to my dismay, however, my self-seclusion proved abrasive toward the small, family-like...
It was a Saturday night early spring, my best friend and I were up in my room just sitting laughing and talking about boys. Specifically how big their package was or how big we thought they were. My name is Lisa small and petite, 5’2” tall, 105 lbs and nice perky tits that were a small 32B but with large puffy nipples. My friends name is Lacy, she’s 5’ 3” and weight 108 lbs. I have long strawberry blonde hair while Lacy has long blonde hair and the same size of tit as I do. We are seniors and...
A cucumber, an olive and a penis are talking.The cucumber says "I hate my life, when I get big fat and juicy they cut me up and put me in salad."The olive says "That's nothing, when I get big fat and juicy they cut me up and put me on pizza."The penis says "You think you have it bad, when I get big fat and juicy they put me in a bag, throw me in a cave, shut the door and leave me there till I throw up"
Part 1 -- Bringing on Bad Luck Cast of named characters in this series: Brenda Robinson -- (21) 26 years old, 5'10" tall 140 lbs --- Bride. Arrogant, spoiled, domineering, wealthy, self centered, and oh so tall and beautiful. Bradley Eaton -- (22) 27 years old, 6'2" tall, 180 lbs --- Groom. Physics graduate student. Intelligent, hardworking, handsome, faithful, reliable. Amy Robinson -- (16) 21 years old, 5'10" tall 125 lbs --- Maid of honor. Physics undergrad student. ...
Introduction: Highschoolers Asha and Oliver decide to hook up one school night….see what happens when he sneaks her into his house while his family is sleeping! This is just a quick intro. More to come of these adventures. What kind of music do you like? Who is your favourite author? Remember that time when me and Ariel sang that acoustic set at the monk? Whats the first thing you think about in the morning? We had known eachother for several months. After a school acting retreat, we had...
Emily and OliverMy wife died today. Seven years ago, but today. She walked out the door only to be carried back in, a small wooden urn that stunk of extinguished flames. I love my wife though. Love her. Walking through the door and driving down to the shops into an unexplained tragedy. It wasn’t the impact that killed my wife you see, but the airbag. As the motor company representative told me later, with only a freckled hint of apology marking his face, the mechanism that should have deflated...
Jimmy was already working on the front of the house when we left to take Laura back to the brothel. We both waved at him and tried to smile but neither of us was in the mood to stop and discuss the weather. We drove in silence, having discussed our schedules. She knew I would begin classes the following Tuesday and I knew she was headed for Reno although, unlike the subjects I would be taking in school, which she had memorized, I did not know what she would be doing hour to hour. I did not...
"Who is your favourite author?" "Remember that time when me and Ariel sang that acoustic set at the monk?" "What's the first thing you think about in the morning?" We had known eachother for several months. After a school acting retreat, we had become much closer. He was graduating this year, and I was in the 11th grade. We were both talented, outspoken people. But he was so much more popular than me... I dont know how I managed to intrigue him so much. But I guess my charm finally...
"Hey Ols." It was our mother. "Your father and I have to stay a few more days. Our boss was unhappy with some of the plans." his mother sighed softly. "I hope you're not driving your sister crazy." she added. "No, Mom. We're fine." he chuckled. "Okay, I'll see you in a few days, hun. I left enough money in the jar for food, and everything else." she told him. "'Kay, don't worry. Have fun," he grinned, then pressed the off button on the phone. Meanwhile, Miracle...
ALIAS SINBAD © 2014, 2019 by Anthony Durrant As I climbed up to the top of the clock tower of the Royal Palace of Bagrad, I could hear nothing at all. Hence, when I finally reached the window at the top, I simply climbed in through it and walked over to the gem set in the front of the main hall. Grabbing the gem, I ran back to the window, only to be grabbed from behind by a guard and dragged off to see the Crown Prince of Bagrad. ?You!? he shouted. ?You...
{Names of real characters have been changed. Names of fictitious characters are real.} On the 21st of September I celebrated having been a civilian for three months, studying, alone. The past three months had been the busiest, most challenging, decision packed months of my life. In the three months Laura and I had spent three R & Rs together and carried on countless telephone conversations. She had adopted me as her little brother and I had committed myself to being the best brother a...
Bad Luck ? Talking about bad luck usually means, a very bad day. Well my day started out just fine. I woke up at 7 am., right on time for work. I showered shaved and put on some of my sexiest lingerie. I just love the silky smooth feeling of womens lingerie against my body. Of course I had to cover it up with my work clothes. I am a used car salesman at an auto dealership. I am also a lingerie loving closet crossdresser. Anyways, back to work, as luck would have it I was stuck in traffic for an...
YONI PUJA (WORSHIP OF THE HOLY VAGINA)In short and abstract terms, a Yoni Puja, or worship of the holy Vagina, can be defined as a sacred ritual during which the Yoni (Vagina) is worshiped. This can occur by using a sacred Yoni (Vagina) shaped sculpture, a painting of the holy Yoni (Vagina), or a sanctified natural object as a focus of veneration, or, better yet, by worshiping the holy Yoni (Vagina) in Her actual living form. The Yoni (Vagina) Puja mostly takes place in a vast compound, hall or...
I plopped on the couch, trying to figure out what just happened. Why had she gotten so mad She pretty much willingly stripped for me. But when I kissed her, she got pissed at me I shook my head. Pulling my legs onto the sofa, I finished the movie and tried to forget about Miracle and her mixed signals. Hours later, I heard footsteps. By now, it was pretty late; around one in the morning. Miracle walked in the room, and sat down by me. I glanced at her. She was staring at the television....
"For godssakes stop the silly crying, Oliver, and be a man. So Billy screwed me. So what? It isn't like it means a damn thing," said Emilie. "It made me feel good and didn't hurt you or us one little bit." "I'm not crying. I've just got something in my eye. But, as for the rest of it, it means plenty to me, and in case you actually give a damn it did hurt me. And also in case you actually give a damn there is the indisputable fact that this marriage is over," I said. "Oh, pooh,"...
There were two pleasures that Archdeacon James XXVI enjoyed more than any other. One was to have his anus penetrated by a monstrous cock, preferably one belonging to a black man. The other was to penetrate the anus of another man: preferably a youth who'd never been so violated before. These refined pleasures, like many others the Archdeacon enjoyed, he'd discovered through the example of his father, Archdeacon James XXV. He still loved his father, but he'd loved him most when he squeezed...
The next several weeks I spent most of my time studying for my final exams of my sophomore year. The semester was finally over. My grades were not as good as I would have liked them to be but at least I passed them all. The last half of the semester had been fairly routine, at least, as routine as it can be, for three people living together as husband, wife, and wife. All three of us had adapted to this arrangement. There seemed to be no jealousy between Barbara and Sandy. Barbara was now 6...
I don't know, either I'm the luckiest or unluckiest guy on earth. Sometimes I get lucky and things seem to be going my way. At other times, I find myself in odd and compromising situations. Most people think it's my fault. They say I'm careless. Okay, they could be right, but from my point of view, these things just happen like in the song, "everything happens to me." My first memory of stumbling into an embarrassing situation was when I was in kindergarten. My teacher's name was Mrs....
Straight SexBad luck? By Janet Stickney I was a lad of seventeen when this all started. How it started is an odd bit of joke, circumstance, bad luck, a pushy mother, a dotty father, and my own growing realization all rolled into one. My name is Fredrick Garrison Grant, at least I keep telling myself that, as my husband kisses, and caresses me. I'm trying very hard to remember it, really, I am. It was our turn to host the annual party, and mother was going out of her way to make it the...
Bad luck? Janet Stickney [email protected] I was a lad of seventeen when this all started. How it started is an odd bit of joke, circumstance, bad luck, a pushy mother, a dotty father, and my own growing realization all rolled into one. My name is Fredrick Garrison Grant, at least I keep telling myself that, as my husband kisses, and caresses me. I'm trying very hard to remember it, really, I am. It was our turn to host the annual party, and mother was going out of her way...
“Olive, don’t go to Lewis, stay here in California. It snows in Minnesota plus you’re not a fan of any of their sports teams,” my sister Lily told me as she braided my hair in to a fish braid, “You also hate the cold.” “But it’s a great private school and majority of their students become doctors,” I argued back. “Just promise me you will call every day, so that I know you’re okay and you have to visit for all your holidays. You’re only 16 and you’re going to one of the best colleges in...
Lilly was laying on the couch watching television and sipping on a delicious iced coffee. She was in her favorite pajamas: a pair of pink bottoms and a gray skin tight cami. She had long, wavy blonde hair and stood about 5'4." Her breasts were size 36C, which she was very proud of, and an ass that was nice and perky. Lilly loved her body, and often admired it. She was 18, and despite having such an amazing body, was a virgin. She wanted her first time to be special. She heard the door open....
IncestMy parents both enjoyed hunting, fishing, and camping and while I was still in junior high school a chance came to buy some river front property where we could build a camp and enjoy a part of the outdoors. It was only about five miles from our house, but very secluded down an old logging road. Using rough lumber from a local sawmill we spent a lot of weekends building a two room cabin and later adding a bathroom. My father as an electrician and had enough friends at the electric company to...
The Alien Within or Holy Crap, There's An Alien In My Bed! (c) 2002 By Lorraine B. All Rights Reserved Chapter One I moved in my semi-sleep state, I thought I had heard a baby cry. Perhaps what I heard was a dream. Wait a moment I never had children, if I had they would be adults now, gone from the safety and security of the nest. I was alone in this immense house having had no wife in many years. I couldn't remember if I had brought anyone home from that bar I went to last...
Its Seema . so much to tell about Godfather. Its old story of my school days. Some where in 2005-06. I was in seventh standard. So much excited to tell this story that I forget one thing. Many asked for my all stories links. Click on author name , in my case seema930, you will get all my names. So where we were …….. Old school days. Wow !!!! What days were those. All freshness in atmosphere, cool head, no knowledge of sex and bad things. I was so decent in those days. I love those days for many...
"...would you consider coming back to my hotel and... spending the night?" he had asked her. She knew the ramifications of his request as well as he did. Lacy was just an ordinary, run of the mill secretary–one of the legions of similar secretaries in similar offices everywhere. And she knew that heads of companies like Matheson and Grable don't normally fraternize with people as far down the corporate ladder as she was. Yet here he was, asking her to come back to his hotel room and spend...
Straight SexThe Holy father of the Sect of ‘Divine Path’ was visiting the commune in Selayur. It was a very special occasion as he does only once or twice a year. The leader of he local commune Sri Arumugam and his wife Srimathi Bhavani were busy making all the arrangements. ‘Abba’ as he was called by every one was coming by him self. He usually stays at the place of the local leader. There were more than 30 communes spared all over the south India. The local leaders are called by the followers as ‘Sri’...
Miracle laughed. “Calm down, Oliver. Nothing’s off yet.” I huffed. “Easy for you to say.” With that, she got back to her task. Miracle slid her shirt off of her head and tossed it on the floor beside her. We never bathed together when we were younger; or anything like that. Occasionally, I got a few peeks. However, I have never seen her topless before. Her breasts weren’t very large. She was a B, or so. But, I liked it that way. Miracle turned around and shook her butt a little...
When I was 16, I got a weekend job at a local ladies’ boutique and my job was basically helping out Jean, the shop owner, as she was getting on a bit and finding all the standing around a bit hard.I used to help the ladies find the correct clothes sizes and give advice where appropriate. The weekends were pretty busy.During the school summer holidays, Jean asked me to work weekdays too but, because the shop was very quiet in the week, I would be working alone. I accepted as it would give me...
MasturbationWhen the harsh morning light woke Lacy was surprised to see the chain holding her to the headboard was gone and her hands had been released from her cuffs. Clearly someone had been there during the night, but a quick glance around the bedroom and bath rendered no Freja, nor was there any indication her Mistress had slept beside her. Immediately Lacy felt an urgent desire to find her Mistress, but a hasty search of the upstairs yielded no sign of Freja. This surprised Lacy and instantly she...