Blossom First Date
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Leland Turner sat in his office grading essays from his spring semester American Lit class. Most of the work was pretty dismal with muddled thinking or just poor writing, but one essay stood out. This student had caught Mr. Turner’s attention with her sharp mind and talented writing skills. She had also caught his attention with her stunning beauty and bubbly personality. Her name was Antoinee (An-TWON-ay), but everyone just called her Sweeter. Mr. Turner had no idea where the nickname came...
A Blossom…in the Sun- By Cy Black Kipper stood outside the housing project and took a long slow pull from his liquid strawberry flavored; THC vape device. He held the intoxicating vapors in his lungs for a second and exhaled thoroughly as he noticed two street-tough k**s as they approached. “What’s up…faggot?” One young man called as he passed. Although the statement was said as an insult, Kipper answered confidently. “Pretty good, and you?” He took another pull from the device and kindly held...
May – Year 4 What a great sunny day. I woke with the sunshine in my eyes and greeted the three naked pregnant women surrounding me. “Good morning Sweetie,” Erin beamed, as usual, rubbing her large 3-baby belly! “Good morning Lover.” Lynn was rubbing her belly. “Good morning Baby.” Blossom had the biggest of the three and I watched as two little bumps moved around under her hands. “I have a feeling that today is the day.” “That is only because you have today on the birth pool.” Erin hip...
"B" IS FOR GIRL Chapter 7: "B" is for Blossom, the Forest Fairy Princess It was a few days before Christmas. The snow had gone, but it was raining very hard, so me and mummy stayed in the house. Mummy told me to put on my pink tutu and my white ballet tights and my ballet shoes. "You should practice your dances for the pantomime, Beverly," she told me. "You don't want to make any mistakes when you perform in front of the mayor, now do you?" I was puzzled. I knew that a mare was...
As my sleeveless sheath dress continued to stick to my body, I grumbled to myself about the season’s early heat wave and tried to fan myself for what must have been the hundredth time. ‘How could it be this warm after sundown?’ I thought. ‘Why am I sweating so much? And, of all the things to wear to my middle school reunion, why did I pick this dress?’ Ah yes, my trusty black sheath that showed just the right amount of shoulder and knee. It was the one dress that hid a multitude of sins and...
Billie walked back from the beach along his normal route. Though waves had been non-existent, as they usually were on the Gulf coast this time of year, he carried his board. Even an opportunity to fruitlessly paddle was better than nothing. Plus he thought it looked cool. Just like he thought his OP baggies, his long scraggly sun-bleached hair, his checkered Vans, and his perpetual shirtless state looked cool. As he approached Mrs. Sommers’ house, about a third of the way home, he saw her...
Fantasy & Sci-FiClaudia Garibaldi, along with several guests, arrived at the Villa Agostino the day after my first meeting with Ferdinando Stanley. A great bustle and flurry then ensued, with servants scurrying about, and boxes and travel trunks carried back and forth, and rooms allocated. It was some time before I managed a moment alone with Claudia. I first made an abject apology for my words in Genoa, which she graciously accepted. “Actually, Giovanni, your distaste when discovering the cargo my vessels...
Cherry Blossom Time In Washington Each spring in Washington, DC there is a Cherry Blossom Festival. People from all over the country converge on Washington for ten or twelve days. The hotels and motels run about one to three hundred dollars a night depending on location. It’s the old story of supply and demand. My wife talked me into a hotel with an indoor swimming pool, a Jacuzzi in our room, and a view from the fourteenth floor overlooking the Potomac River. I told her that I had...
Romance, nothing but romance! Destiny and circumstances are calling for an unlikely couple of passionate lust, troubled pasts and bittersweet present while a carefully woven web of interest threatens their happiness. Will they be able to find love amidst it all? This is a story consisting of 10 chapters. I will submit one every week and hope that you will enjoy reading as much as I loved writing it. Prologue Noise had woken him at night. Shouts, angry, demanding and desperate crying echoing...
Judy always walked to school. It was the first day of May and it was her birthday. Being seventeen was such a land mark and yet she so wanted to be eighteen. She knew it was only a matter of time before her fake ID got her busted and properly grounded. She had had umpteen arguments with her Mum about parties and late nights. Many was the night she had cried herself to sleep, hating her Mum. As if the changes in her body weren’t enough, she was now full of angst and rebellion. Being seventeen...
First TimeThe reason why young Sumiko did not have a dedicated suitor as yet was the fact she helped her parents in their tiny fish store that specialized in gourmet delights from under the sea. It was not because she was too busy to waste time on allowing a young man to court her. It certainly was not because she lacked longing for the touch of a male hand on her feverish young girlish flesh. Quite simply, it was because she carried with her the odor of fish no matter how hard she tried to wash the...
"Well, what do you think of my offer, hmm?" Captain James Matheson swirled his brandy around in his glass. The offer was indeed tempting. Here he was, in Hong Kong for a few days, and the offer of a 'lotus blossom' was just what he needed. Sex. No strings attached. He smiled devilishly at his companion, Choi Ho-San. Ho-San owned a brothel and had many beautiful women at his disposal. "I'd like to take you up on that offer," he replied in answer to Ho-San's question. Ho-San grinned...
www.papahaxx.com visit here to see real porn Trevor Christian was a 33 year old third generation Englishman, who had recently arrived on Pitcairn Island to take up the threads of the life and means of livelihood which had originally been started by his Grandfather, Fletcher Christian who was one of the original rebels on board the ship "THE BOUNTY" which had been run aground on it's shores over 100 years ago. The sailors had thereafter decided to continue their lives on this beautiful...
Trevor Christian was a 33 year old third generation Englishman, who had recently arrived on Pitcairn Island to take up the threads of the life and means of livelihood which had originally been started by his Grandfather, Fletcher Christian who was one of the original rebels on board the ship "THE BOUNTY" which had been run aground on it's shores over 100 years ago. The sailors had thereafter decided to continue their lives on this beautiful island, and married many of the local girls and merged...
Erotic Fiction"What's the big deal? They just want to throw you a bachelorette party." I marched right out of the bathroom and halted right in front of him, as he stood a few feet away from the door. "I'm fully aware that when I marry you, I marry into your family, but that setting is the last place I wanna be in with them." He bit his bottom lip and I saw the brown hair atop his head moving around. "Well, they both loved you when they met you. My mom is a sweet lady and I've known Celeste for five years...
Taboo****************************************************************************** STANDARD DISCLAIMER =================== The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment and has only been posted to an appropriate group on the Internet. If it is found in any other place it is not the responsibility of the author. If you are not an ADULT of legal age, you should avoid this text, and find something more appropriate to read All characters in this story are fictitious, and any...
But none of that mattered now! She was so excited that she could barely sit still in her seat at school. She would be walking home with her bff and eating dinner with them and then her friend's mom would be dropping them off at 7. She would have to wear her school uniform which was a bit of a drag but all the girls had learned early on that they could roll the waist and shorten the plaid skirt to a more acceptable level *giggle* As soon as they were dropped off and the car safely out of...
Judy always walked to school. It was the first day of May and it was her birthday. Being seventeen was such a land mark and yet she so wanted to be eighteen. She knew it was only a matter of time before her fake ID got her busted and properly grounded. She had had umpteen arguments with her Mum about parties and late nights. Many was the night she had cried herself to sleep, hating her Mum. As if the changes in her body weren’t enough, she was now full of angst and rebellion. Being seventeen...
....while it was dark one day in amid of my walk to nearby small garden area in solitude, i was much tired up, had no energy to do any sort of activity, simply while walking few steps towards my solitude i bummed a smoke just to get some relaxation to reach till garden, but completely unaware of what i am gonna see right ahead next to my way, while it was not much walk i seen on my right there was a hut , i seen it with all curiosity that hut seemed to be some abondoned place, there was just a...
The School Bus was late! I was chilled to the bone, my teeth chattering from the cold, when it finally lumbered into sight. I boarded the school bus that wintry morning, grateful to be out of the chilly wind and into a nice warm place. I grabbed an empty seat. At the next stop, two younger girls got on and started chattering away. I hardly heard them; my thoughts were on the school day just ahead. Latin, I hate it! I thought, I wish I had taken something else!. I loved literature and...
Lily lay exhausted on the floor, letting Madam's words echo in her mind. Despite the intensity of her recent climax, she still felt a great deal of erotic energy swirling through her body, as if the sensations she had experienced opened something up inside of her that only more climaxes could satisfy. But she didn't know if she had the endurance to undergo more of what Madam had just done to her. Her ass was already burning despite the lotion Madam had rubbed into it, and she knew that she...
Lily was so exhausted that she was hardly able to comprehend what Madam did to her body. She was led towards the corner of the room, but still stood far enough from it that there was plenty of room for Madam to walk around her. Lily's wrists were placed in leather cuffs that were then ratcheted straight above her head by a pulley hanging from the ceiling. Lily found herself briefly wondering how many other subtle instruments of bondage and torture Madam had embedded in her house for Lily to...
Lily's eyes were closed while she reveled in the feeling of the collar around her neck. She had submitted to this woman – her Mistress – and the knowledge of that submission, made manifest in the leather claiming her throat, banished the ache and fatigue that coursed through her body and left her in a state of euphoria. Mistress brought her back to reality. "I can't have a slave of mine in such a state. Rise, slave." Lily got unsteadily to her feet and Mistress attached a leash to her...
After Trevor Christian got up from the bed in which he had copulated with Tehanee, the lovely Pitcairn Island lass who was still fast asleep on it, arms and legs akimbo, after her tiresome and strenuous first fuck during which she had given up her virginity to Trevor, her lord and master, to whom she had been gifted earlier that day by her Grandma, Trevor covered her nude and sweat filmed and cum with blood stained body with a large coverlet, and after putting on his briefs went towards the...
Erotic FictionTehanee awoke to the sound of birds singing in the garden, early next morning and looking around she saw her lord and master , Trevor, fast asleep on the other side of the bed. Seeing that she had slept naked the previous night, she got up from the bed and collected her blue pareu which was lying on the floor beside the bed , and wrapped it around her body. Then walking to the door she quietly opened it and putting her head out looked around to see if anyone was around. As there was no one ,...
Erotic FictionRose Blossoms 01by The TechniciansRose didn't think that she could take any more of this torture. She had displeased Master and hewas punishing her. It was the worst form of punishment possible. He wasn't spanking her orflogging her or jolting her with electricity. Those she could endure. Those she had endured.Those she would now relish. No, Master was torturing her in a much worse way. He wasignoring her.Master had not touched her in over three weeks. Not only had he not used her...
Author's notes: Well, 'bout time I got back on the fic writing scene, isn't it? This work is a not a big departure for me in one sense (M to BBW transformations are still the soup de jour), but I wanted to take a shot at doing a different type of transformation story, moving a bit away from dwelling on the physical aspects of the change, and going more into a longer mental/identity transformation process. It's still meant to be more of a work of erotica than anything else, so I'm not...
The Wish Shift Part Two The Blossoming of Her Spring Wish Shift: Chapter Twelve Revelations Year 1 A.S. Day 65 Sam looked around the outside dining area at Java Jolts. "You know I don't usually go to places like this," she said. The outside area was pretty simple, just some small white painted metal tables with some white wicker chairs around them. The tables were pulled up close to the plate glass of the front window and on the edge of the sidewalk there were some planters...
We became online friends. Her interest had been piqued by enema scenes that I had included in my stories. She admitted that she had never had anything “back there” before. I was surprised at her interest in enemas, although not entirely shocked. I should back up a little. I’m a fifty plus guy and Olivia is an eighteen year old blond, a beautiful but seemingly innocent young lady. Well, maybe innocent in the real, physical world, but certainly not in her mind. As I said, she expressed an...
AnalPuberty had come and gone in our house. My stepdaughter was really coming into her figure. All at once, her small pert breasts blossomed into a much bigger cup size. Her buttocks became round and defined and her stomach became flatter. Lexie was eighteen and aware of the effects she had on men. She was finished with school and now worked while going to a community college. Her and my son lived in our house. I married her mother about five years ago.Lexie was thrilled with her new figure....
Taboo20 minute's later , Hinata was frozen outisde Naruto's door , having just heard Naruto moan loudly.She knew by the sound's inside something was happening.She waited a few more minutes then knocked.Silence.She timidly opened the door , swallowing her embarassment.For the second time in as many minute's she froze as she saw Naruto's cock , throbbing and rock solid , hovering at the entrance to Sakura's pussy.Both Naruto and Sakura looked up then blushed as they saw Hinata standing there ,...
Bang! Naruto's door shot open , kicked in by Naruto himself and luckily not blown off the hinges.He shut it quickly , directly after Sakura had entered and grabbed her , spinning her to his bed and dropping her onto it.He knelt over her and leaned down , kissing her softly and sliding his warm tongue inside her mouth , sucking greedily on her tongue.Her hand travelled the length of his body , to the hard erection still stuck inside his pants.She slid his pants down , still kissing him and...
Miss Blossom’s Ordeal ?Well, well, what have we here?? Linda Blossom knew that voice. It was the voice of Mark Conrad, the insuperable little creep from Information Management who had asked her out on a date last week. If offering to buy her dinner and ?fuck her into next Wednesday? could be considered a request for a date. When she’d seen him last week, his face had inspired only disgust and contempt in her, along with a sharp twinge of unacknowledged fear at the...
Blossom had always been a ‘good girl’ doing everything her parents and professors had demanded of her. Perhaps that was the problem, she was always being ordered to do things and never asked. She grew used to obeying, and by her late teens, she knew no other course. Her college life was supposed to be a time of freedom for her. A release from the constraints of the strict obedience of her youth. This was not to be ... Her roommate sensed her submissive traits at once and turned Blossom into...
She was a sight. Her belly had become noticeable, it seemed, overnight. In the blink of an eye my little Latina had become my visibly pregnant Latina. She was so hot. Now her birthday was coming, and I had to come up with something that would truly celebrate her first pregnant birthday. I talked to her mom and dad. They were their normal cheery helpful selves. “Son, whatever you think of I’m sure it will be fine. She loves you so much, it won’t matter.” Great! Thanks mom! “Son, is there...
For some reason, since Gina had observed her first cock picture in a porno sight she found by mistake on the internet, they had fascinated the young teenager. The shape and mushroom heads she had often observed in pictures since had always been a source for her to fantasize to as she masturbated. And now, here she had one in front of her eyes and she was mesmerized. "Ginagirl (her dad's per name for her), you need to leave till I finish" he said, but instead Gina stepped inside and...
I don’t know how to put it. Should I blame my parents or should I praise them. After long thinking I am convinced that I have to praise them. That one trip to Thailand with my parents changed me. It helped me to experiment the true world of happiness with gift of nature. The year 2000. I was then only 11 years old and my parents planned a vacation to Bangkok. Phuket and Pattaya. For them I was still a small girl. But I had matured a year ago and had started to understand the secrets of human...
I was always a bit shorter than the other boys, never as muscular. I always tried to move and act in a masculine manner, but as I grew, I ended up about 5’6” and about 140 pounds with rather a delicate frame. My face was not clearly feminine, kind of in between masculine and feminine. I never had all that much body or facial hair and got teased even as it was. I looked at the girls and I envied them. They could do all kinds of fun things that I could never do. They got to dress up and be...
I got up and she led me to bed. Once in the bedroom, we stripped down and crawled in bed. I was already hard, just looking at her. She smiled as she lay down and slightly spread her legs. I grabbed her hurt leg, and gently brought up by my face, and kissed her ankle gently. She looked at me with a weird look on her face, "Foot Fetish?" "No. Actually this is the one part of you I totally love all ready. Because of this ankle, it brought us together. Had you not been a klutz,...
We became online friends. Her interest had been piqued by enema scenes that I had included in my stories. She admitted that she had never had anything “back there” before. I was surprised at her interest in enemas, although not entirely shocked. I should back up a little. I’m a fifty plus guy and Olivia is an eighteen year old blond, a beautiful but seemingly innocent young lady. Well, maybe innocent in the real, physical world, but certainly not in her mind. As I said, she expressed an...
I run an Engineering Consulting Firm, small operation, just me and a few assistants. One is an intern , Karl, he attends college at night and interns for a few dollars, just to gain some experience. Now before I go further, let me describe Karl a little. Karl is about 19, thin and he has believe it or not some rather shall we say delicate features. For instance, he has hardly any facial hair, he is a little soft spoken and shy and he has hair down to almost his chest.Now I must confess, I am a...
Have you ever faced a dilemma where you know that whatever you are going to do, or whatever you are thinking is not right, and you still want to do it? Well I have been facing this from 2 years exactly now. I am Sharath. The dilemma I am talking about is that, I really love my best friend more than my life. I do have a girlfriend, but it’s just a casual relationship. My best friend’s name is Ananya, and my girlfriend’s name is Varsha. You are definitely thinking why, despite having a...
When Melanie flung the door open to their dorm room, Ilsa looked up from where she sat on the bed and her eyes lit up. She leapt up and hugged Melanie tightly and the two girls giggled as they held each other. Both had on their uniforms, and the short red skirts pushed up slightly as they twirled around. They stopped, their faces just an inch apart. "We made it!" Melanie said. Ilsa nodded, and they beamed at each other for a long, heavenly moment. Ilsa nodded happily. She took her finger...
The woman was in a state of amazement. Never had she seen such a public showing of lesbianism, and between such young and attractive girls! She had been to Provincetown, Massachusetts once with her ex-husband, and seen many women walking hand in hand, or arm in arm there openly, even kissing briefly. But never this. As she rounded the curve of the footpath ending at the parking lot, she saw the two girls get in their car. Pretending not to notice, she pulled her dog along hastily to her...
Her classmates were already there, seated. She was the last one in. The normal gossipy chatter was more intense today, as the students discussed Ms. Traynor's illness, and who might be walking through the door any minute as her replacement. Ilsa found her desk, and, after a quick glance at Melanie, busied herself with the work from the previous class she had missed. Her focus was on the textbook when the substitute walked in, but she knew it because the class quieted, as twenty-seven pairs...
"And, you got it all done in less than an hour?" Melanie asked, looking out the window. "Yes." Ilsa sat on the bed in their dorm room, then flopped down on her back. She was relieved now that she finished telling Melanie all about the meeting. "What are we going to do, Mel?" Ilsa's lover turned to her. "Ilsa, you have to do what Ms. Crow says. Otherwise, we're doomed." Ilsa nodded, and sighed deeply. "What about you? I wonder if she's going to have a meeting with you,...
Ilsa was tired today, but as she opened the door to Mrs. Crow's cottage, she knew she had to do an acceptable job, or there would be, literally, hell to pay. After getting the cleaning materials, she headed directly for the bathroom, figuring she would get that out of the way. She took a small towel from the rack, folded it, and then knelt on it next to the tub. It didn't look too bad. She noticed, absently, that there was a nice breeze coming from somewhere, and was grateful for it. It...
Ilsa looked at Melanie as if to say, you open the door. When they walked in, they both held their hands up to shield themselves from a bright light shining directly at them. The rest of Ms. Crow's residence was pitch black, and they could see nothing except for a singular disc of brilliant white. "Come in girls, and stand in the middle of the room," her voice rang out. Ilsa took Melanie's hand the two girls did as they were told. What on earth was this? Ilsa thought. They looked at...
The girls sat in the dorm in stunned, exhausted silence. "Murdered..." Ilsa said tonelessly, looking at the floor. She shook her head slightly, her brown mane slow dancing against her skin. "I can't believe it. Who could have done it... and why?" Melanie stood up, looked at Ilsa, then traced her hand lightly across her lover's shoulder. Ilsa watched as Melanie began a slow pace across the floor. "I can't even imagine who. But Ilsa, we have to start understanding that we are going...
It was only the next day that things became even more involved. Rose had a late jazz band practice at the school. It was going to be another hour and a half before I had to go and pick her up. Todd and I were watching TV. But I think he was watching me more than the TV show. I know he was thinking about last night when I sucked his cock. I could not blame him because I was thinking about it too. I got off my chair and sat on the couch with him. “Are you thinking about what I did last night,...
Two days later, when I went to tuck them in, Rose invited me to join them. She wanted Todd to fuck me. I stripped naked as I admired my son’s cock and my daughter’s pussy. I got on the bed and kissed Rose, “Todd can do anything you want him to do. But I want a taste of you first, my sweet and very sexy Rose. Even Todd thought that was a good idea.”Yeah, ma, lick her. I know she likes that a lot.” Rose laid down and spread her legs, “You think I’m sexy.” I ran my fingers over her pussy and...
I no longer went out at night to bars to let a guy pick me up for a night of sex. I had my loving kids, and that was all I needed. Sex with Todd was no longer dependent on an invitation from Rose. Todd and I didn’t need to get Rose’s permission before having sex. Like tonight. Todd and I were in my bed. We were already naked and had rolled around kissing and touching. I had just stopped sucking Todd’s cock and was in position for Todd to fuck me. Todd got on top of me and had his cock in me...
Gina's dad, the successful small business owner and pillar of the community, who had always lived his life aware of his image and propriety lay sprawled across his daughters bed with his cock firmly buried in her sucking and licking warm mouth and staring in the dim light at her wet virginal pussy he had just licked. The smell of her wetness, the enlarged clit and the folds of her young pussy lay exposed before his face. The man who had prided himself on never having had an affair in 25...
Gina did not consider herself attractive, in fact she felt she was plain and fat, owing to some circumstances which had occurred earlier.Due to her developing breasts in the fifth grade, some girls (out of jealousy, though Gina did not realize this) had made fun of her and it created a self conscious feeling about her body. She was a quiet girl, did not make friends easily (or try too) and due to what she considered an abnormal body, wore loose clothing and nothing revealing. She wore glasses...
"The legend speaks that if you stand at the center of the creek, you will find your true love." Kyle spoke up in a chipper yet excited tone, the blonde nine year old making tracks in the fresh snow. Wearing a jean jacket buttoned up and a nice pair of jeans, his dark brown boots burrowing deep into the powder below. "Whatever! How do you stand on a creek anyway!?" Andrew spoke up out of breath from behind his friend, brunette hair tangled and messy as he came to a stop gasping...
PART 1: "LEAVE BEFORE THE LIGHTS COME ON "You know, you did alright tonight. I had a good time." She hiccupped and slurred her words. The olive-green beer bottle in her hand frothed and dripped as she gulped at it. "Thanks..." I smiled. My heeled leather boots clattered on the pavement, staggering from side to side, clopping on the paving stones. My nylon covered legs laddered, tattered and torn, my vision a blur. "I did too, actually." "Not bad for a first time, eh?" She...
PART 2: "MISSHAPES, MISTAKES, MISFITS" It was sometime in the mid-2000s. Myspace and early social media was beginning to explode. Arctic Monkeys had just broken the UK pop charts, guitar music was back with a bang. Britain was booming again. The NME was worshiped by a generation of adolescents like a weekly bible. A new wave of British cinema, gritty and realistic, splashed across TV screens and music videos. A barrage of trendy comedians, some controversial and some androgynous in...
While going through other stories, I thought I should contribute my real life story for the benefit of all readers. You can call this as an incest story. This happened when I was 28 years old. I was working at Bangalore. It was summer vacation and my wife and son had gone to their native place and I was alone at home. My aunt [father’s youngest sister] aged around 47 years was living at our village along with my grandmother. She was a widow and issueless. Hence, she always considered me as her...
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