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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...
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...
special thanks to My Goddess @deegenerate for editing this for me and encurageing me to post this After laying out a blanket for goddess and get her laying out under the stars, I go get her some wine, and when I return she is laying knees bent, legs spread, rubbing her already soaked pussy. Taking her wine glass form me, she says, "Take me." I dive right in and start licking up all her juices, making me so hard. I finger her hole and nibble her clit. She is getting close, then she grabs my...
Goddess Phyllis Goddess Phyllis I remembered that face as soon as I saw her. Phyllis?s younger sister. I had been jerking off to her, Phyllis and their mother, Elly, since I was a teenager. I always imagined that Elly, starting at a very young age, taught her girls all about the power of sex and the pussy. How to use both to get anything you want. How to seduce a woman or man. I never imagined that all that was true, and then some. So, thirty years later, here I was with Karen,...
And yet, Boris always believed he was in control. How fool of him, and to that he could only agree, bound and sweating as he was, on the floor in the men’s bathroom of the night club, eyes closed so he could pretend he was not anticipating the moment he’d be finally pimped out in real life by a woman he had never met in the flesh before tonight. *** It all began with a simple click, as it always does, doesn’t it? Your usual ?Follow? button on twitter, one of hundreds accounts of dominant women...
REPAYING A DEBT TO GODDESS DANIELLEI live on a very large and secluded estate in Costa Rica, though I can't say that my life is easy, or that I'm sitting in the sun sipping a tall cool drink. Quite the opposite actually. I had run afoul of the IRS and was $200,000 in tax debt. I was facing heavy fines and probable jail time which I was not prepared to serve. The only choice I felt I had was to call and ask a very wealthy acquaintance named Danielle, living in Costa Rica for help. I explained...
I had been acquainted with Danielle through an ex girlfriend of mine for 3 years, but we were never close friends, but kept in touch and occasionally got together when she visited Los Angeles. She is extremely wealthy after inheriting over a billion dollars of family assets. Danielle is 31, dark haired and very curvy with beautiful facial features, a stunning ass and large natural breasts. Danielle is also a lesbian with multiple lovers whom she flies down to visit her or employs on her...
Goddess Terrie’s Tea PartyI can tell by the way she is humming Goddess is in an exceptionally good mood. She smiles at me as I arrive home from various errands she sent me out to accomplish. She walks over to me – one hand cups my crotch as she squeezes my balls through the fabric of my pants while the fingers of her other hand frame my chin as she gazes into my face. She smiles as she feels my cock swell and grow responding to the ministrations my testicles are experiencing. She leans and...
Goddess By Robyn "All praise be to the goddess, now and forever..." "Amen..." It was the normal mid-day ritual at the monastery of Zurcam. As monks, we practiced an acute form of asceticism to the high goddess of love and virtue. The function of the mid-day ritual was to calm our hearts and prepare our minds for meditation on her holiness. For many of us, the ritual did not serve its function today. Today was a special day in the monastery. Today was the Feast of Eros!...
Greek Goddess (MtF TG, Goddess TF) By FoxFaceStories A Commission for aabcehm Part One: The Goddess Bathing Peter Skale was enjoying a trek through the forest, listening to the sights and sounds of nature all around him. A beautiful doe shifted to his right, flitting away at the slightest hint of his movement. He smiled, but it was the call of a nearby wood thrush that captured his attention. In his opinion as an amateur birdwatcher, the wood thrush had the most beautiful bird...
Goddess was working while Axe was home alone and bored to tears. He turned on the laptop to sync his work “outlook” with their combined calendar. He scanned the page she had up on the screen. When he saw her favorite chat sites listed he was stunned. He looked at one site and couldn’t believe his eyes. He moved the cursor and clicked on the site. Within a moment he was in a ‘spanking’ room, feeling confused and shocked. The host seemed to be personable, as she asked his ASL and welcomed him....
This is something of an experiment in trying to write a supernatural story, hope you enjoy it. Meddling Goddess. by Trish. Having slipped away from the playful family entourage the entity know as the Goddess was bored and looking for mortal entertainment. She liked watching them, and although it was much harder now that machines also inhabited the material plain when the opportunity...
"Goddess" A Short StoryBy Gentile---------"From Dallas, Texas, the flash apparently official. President Kennedy died at 1 p.m. Central Standard Time, 2 o'clock Eastern Standard Time, some 38 minutes ago."---------He'd submitted his short story to her. No request for a picture. No request for the compulsory autograph. He'd not sullied his correspondence with such request. Just the manuscript he'd labored on in a plain manila envelope. He'd expected no response. The sending of "Goddess" was his...
Goddess Anun’s slave camp Part one – Abduction in Pattaya As Simon’s taxi ate down the miles from Bangkok to the coastal resort of Pattaya the hypnotic wheel vibrations were making him drowsy. He was not sorry to be leaving the Big Mango (Bangkok); the city was polluted to the point where the traffic fumes made you catch your breath and your throat sore. However, that aside, he had enjoyed the incredible variety of food in the city and the Grand Palace was well worth seeing. He also couldn’t...
Finding the inner goddess tg. (Disclaimer: this story contains male-to-female tf, some heavy sexual themes and graphic descriptions of genitalia. Don't read if this offends you.) "You should've seen her. She had great tits, and an ass to match. You listening?" a voice cut through the crowded din of the bar. "Huh?" Rick almost coughed up the beer he'd been drinking as he turned to the workmate who'd broken his concentration. "Linda. The girl Thomas was out with last...
In The Service of the Goddess By Siobhan "Stephanie dear, hurry up or you'll be late for school!" My mother called from the bottom of the stairs. I sighed deeply as I quickly blew out the candle I was using as part of my morning meditation. "Yes Mother, I'm coming!" I answered as I quickly checked myself over in my full-length mirror. I made a couple of final touch-ups to my hair with my brush and then grabbed my school bag off my desk and headed down to where my mother...
Goddess Rhiannon By Wholeman Direction The first part of this story is narrated as if from an outside observer. The next chapters are from the viewpoints of the indicated person. Collusion - Narrator "Hello?" Rhiannon said into the receiver of her cell phone. "Rhiannon, it's Dawn. We have this year's candidate. Where and when can we meet to discuss things?" Dawn Whitham asked. "I'm in the middle of teaching a class right now. I'll stop by your tattoo parlor on my way...
Goddess Worship (Fm, Femdom, TV, SM, Watersports) By plugged_tv Warning: This file contains depictions of adult sexual situations, including sex, and bondage. If it is illegal for you to view this subject matter, or if you are under the age of 18 please do not view this file. If you find these situations unpleasant or offensive please do not view this file. The author takes no responsibility for any illegalities arising from the viewing of this file. The author retains...
Jae laid on her bed, her good boy's orgasm plastered all across her stomach. Her fingers played in the creamy warm seed, tracing lines in the cream and rubbing it all over. But her eyes never once left her good boy. In fact, her eyes went from loving, nurturing, and warm to bedroom eyes with a purpose."You disobeyed my rules," she said firmly."I know, my goddess," he said softly."You realize you have to make this up to your goddess?"He nodded solemnly.Jae sat up, cum still all over her mostly...
FemdomIn a previous story we found Goddess and her Master discovering new experiences with a willing participant which was all engineered and planned by the Master. But this time Goddess has her turn, orchestrating a novel homecoming for her man, returning after 6 months at sea. The Master had a long but very tough summer sailing in the Mediterranean. The winds were strong and on the bow for most of the time. It had been frustrating taking shelter for days on end. He had started to feel the effects...
ThreesomesStrategic 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...
Brigit Part 01***********************************************************Copyright Oggbashan June 2004The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.********************************************************** BRIGITI was driving to my cold lonely...
“There are no bad looking women; just some better than others.” And then there’s Goddess BAR. Beverly Ann Rakoski, aka Goddess BAR, is a California goddess principally associated with love, passion and sexual arousal. The name Rakoski is of Polish origin meaning whip or lash, but when combined as whiplash the word aptly describes most men’s condition after a passing of Goddess BAR. Beverly Finds a Keeper “Well, as the old saying goes, if the mountain won’t come to Mohamed.” There,...
He watched with trepidation as she fiddled with the last morsel of her dessert. It was almost a cliché; a cherry, as red as her painted lips, and a perfect match for her striking dress. She twirled the ripened fruit on its stem, and placed it between her teeth. Her amused eyes were on his, gauging his reactions, as she bit through the skin, making him wince.His anticipation had been growing ever since they had arrived. Admiring glances had been cast toward the beautiful woman in the stunning...
Strap-On SexChap 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...
I'd originally intended to make this story a lot shorter, but after several problems at the start, the story just seemed to demand being made longer. I know that even more could be added at the end, but I decided to leave it where it was for now. Blessings of the Goddess By Morpheus Larry jangled the set of keys in his hand, carefully examining the old door in front of him, particularly the rusty padlock. Obviously not many people had been through there in awhile, which made...
“From Dallas, Texas, the flash apparently official, President Kennedy died at 1 p.m. Central Standard Time, 2 o’clock Eastern Standard Time, some 38 minutes ago.” He’d submitted his short story to her. No request for a picture. No request for the compulsory autograph. He’d not sullied his correspondence with such. Just the manuscript he’d labored on in a plain manila envelope. He’d expected no response. The sending of “Goddess” was his reward. It took all he had to drop the envelope in the...
I dated a woman for a while and got to know her family quite well.One day i was lying in bed at home when i heard the front door open.As i lay there wondering who it was the bedroom door opened and in walked my partners Auntie Jean.She was dressed in a tight blouse,which could hardly contain her ample breasts,a very short leather mini skirt,black stockings and black boots.Before i could open my mouth to say something she came over to the bed and pulled back the covers.I had been playing with my...
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...
HumorJeanni 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...
Jeany 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...