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Anya knocked on the door to her new Master's study. She hadn't even seen him yet, this man who paid ten times her official worth to buy her. The man who had convinced Lady Eve to sell. Anya knew only that she was delivered to the largest house that she had ever seen and had been instructed to report to the study immediately for assessment. "Come in." His voice was low but managed to carry. She took a deep breath, squared her shoulders, and let herself inside. A man sat behind the desk. He...
Straight Sexxoxo Future Part 5 Screaming with everything in her Anya shoved her shoulder against the door, ‘stupid move’ thought Anya seconds later as she cradled her throbbing arm and shoulder. “Fuck you both” screeched Anya not even caring that she sounded like a crazy cat lady. “Bastard’s didn’t even leave me water” mumbled Anya as she surveyed the room. Against the right wall was the horrible wardrobe that couldn’t hide a mouse in it, and a surprisingly descent dresser with a huge mirror....
Anya Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I was sure mom would never understand. Working with her every day in the shop was driving me crazy because of the nice things I unpacked and sorted each day. She owns a dress shop in town that caters to the upscale crowd, and I work there after school and on weekends. Over the last year I had let my hair grow out, and now it hangs over my shoulders. I also let my nails grow out, carefully filing them to a little longer, rounded point....
Introduction: Anya is left alone with Thor, and she makes the mistake of pissing him off. Part 4 Anya Battles the Hammer Numb and exhausted Anya felt something soft brush under her nose, reaching up with her hand she brushed it away, only to have it return seconds later. Mumbling incoherently she rolled away from it, and hit a wall, reaching a hand up she felt the wall. Well it was hard, but there was a weird soft texture on it, like she was pushing into a body. Smiling at her stupid thoughts...
Numb and exhausted Anya felt something soft brush under her nose, reaching up with her hand she brushed it away, only to have it return seconds later. Mumbling incoherently she rolled away from it, and hit a wall, reaching a hand up she felt the wall. Well it was hard, but there was a weird soft texture on it, like she was pushing into a body. Smiling at her stupid thoughts Anya rested her hand against it and snuggled closer, only to hear an extremely human laugh come from the wall....
That was all Anya Stolnyheva could think just now. The attractive brunette of 18 or 19 years of age now stood outside the door to a luxurious suite of over 4,000 square feet - Fernando Espa's penthouse. She wore a skimpy black dress with maximum cleavage, her long, copper-flecked hair straight and glossy as it flowed down her back. 'Can I really do this?' she wondered. For a second, all that had happened recently seemed to flash before her mind's eye. She and Kol had grown closer, but her...
I flicked back through the preceding pages in Anya’s diary, looking over what she’d written about Teresa. ‘You are going to need to tell me more about Teresa, my dear.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘But… not right now. Right now, we need to decide on some humiliation for Anya. Something degrading, and electrifyingly exciting. Something unforgettable.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ She beamed at me as she spoke. I paused. I knew what I had in mind. But I was going to make Anya wait. I wasn’t going to tell her… not yet. Not...
"Relax, Brother, no need to be so uptight." 'We are not brothers," Kolkev thought angrily. The older man who had just spoken, Fernando Espa, was of Portuguese descent. The nightclub owner had a little bit of a paunch, but his body still carried a fair amount of muscle. He sat naked on the couch beside a fully clothed Kolkev Jaru. The MMA fighter was impatient to get this meeting over with, but the nightclub owner seemed totally oblivious to his guest's discomfort. He was too busy...
How had Kolkev become her boyfriend? That first night remained a blur. Their meeting at the nightclub had been pure chance. The girl had seen him and thought 'Yum,' but she hadn't been prepared for his intelligence or his stubbornness. Even now Anya still had niggling thoughts, after months of dating him. She still didn't think she was good enough for him. Not because she wasn't smart or funny or beautiful. Anya knew she was all of those things. But despite all of it, this mixed martial...
I had no idea how Rachel might react from now on. She was in a totally new place, and so was I. But, I was also intensely turned on, and I had the feeling that Anya was too. ‘Anya, help Rachel take off her dress.’ Anya took the hem of Rachel’s dress in her hand and slowly started lifting it up. First revealing stocking tops, then black satin panties, then Rachel’s slender stomach, then a black lace bra, until finally, Rachel’s dress has been completely removed, and Anya draped it carefully...
‘Take a shower.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ I sat down in her room and waited while she took a shower. Shortly after I heard the water turn off, she walked into the room, naked and towelling her hair. ‘That better?’ ‘Yes, Sir—thank you Sir.’ I smiled. ‘So. You enjoyed being outside, and showing yourself off, did you?’ Anya knelt in front of me, still naked, still damp. ‘Yes, Sir. I did.’ ‘It gets you excited, doesn’t it?’ ‘Yes, Sir. Very excited.’ ‘I thought so. Tell me more.’ She paused. Then...
I thought my heart was already pounding but, as I heard those words, my heart started thundering in my chest as I looked her up and down… her damp, shoulder-length, hair, those gorgeous pert breasts, with the dark nipples, that taut slender waist, beautiful curving hips and, between her legs, such an exquisite pussy, framed with a lush, dark bush. My cock was throbbing in my jeans, throbbing and pushing upwards, creating a little twitching tent at my crotch, while my heart hammered, hammered,...
We walked out across campus and along a path between fields beyond. It was early evening in late spring. Anya walked next to me, though ever so slightly behind me. Every so often we’d pass someone walking the other way and one or two seemed to notice that Anya was not just wearing a chocker. The collar seemed a little incongruous with the light summer dress, and got them thinking about just quite what was going on. As we walked, I thought more and more a bout how much control I had over this...
Rachel lay back naked on the sofa, her legs still spread. Anya knelt before her and I still sat on the armchair. I let Rachel take her time to recover before I said anything else. She was in my power now. Anya and I had introduced her to world-changing pleasure, and there was no turning back. I picked up Rachel’s discarded stockings from the floor. ‘Rachel,’ I said. ‘It is your turn to kneel now. Kneel down in front of me.’ Rachel opened her eyes as if she was waking up. She looked over at me....
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Sex is better messy. It’s simply a fact of life. You should be sliding around on top of eachother from the massive amounts of lube you’re using. It’s wet, sticky, and so much hotter than just fucking regularly. Plus, everyone looks better with a nice sheen of oil. You’ve seen the glistening bodies of pornstars covered in that shit. It’s fucking awesome. But, like all good fetishes, wet and messy content can be hard to come by, especially if you’re looking for that high-quality good shit....
Erotic Massage SitesAnya sat in the gloryhole enclosure. There were apertures all around her, and she could just about fit in there so that a penis inserted behind her would enter her behind (either her anus or her pussy, based on the angle), while one inserted in front could be taken in her mouth. She could use her hands on members that entered from the sides, and if she stood, she could trade her pussy for her mouth.There were four apertures, but only three cocks currently. They were big, thick, black dicks...
Oral SexWhen I returned to Anya’s room a few hours later, she was still writing. She stood up from her desk immediately and came to kneel at my feet, hugging my knees as had become her ritual. ‘I see you have been writing,’ I said. ‘Yes Sir.’ ‘Let me see.’ Anya passed me a small black book. I sat down to read as she knelt at my feet. Dear Sir, This is my first diary entry. I hope it meets with your approval. I have been very excited to become your girl… not sure if I should consider myself your...
Hi, Thanks for all of the great responses to last week's story. It was as much fun to write as most of you seemed to think it was to read. And like a lot of you I still have that song in my head. This week I wanted to do something a little bit different for me. No gimmicks, just a story driven by the characters, and a question. I hope it's not too boring, but then there's always next week. Thanks again for reading them. So many questions, so few answers. Can people truly change? Even if...
First let me introduce the players: Ivy was 18, only 5’1” tall and weighed all of 90 pounds. She was a tiny red head, simply covered in freckles and since she was so tiny everyone just assumed she was a younger teen. She couldn’t wear adult sized clothes and had to buy her clothes in the children’s section, which didn’t help her look her real age either. In fact, when I first met her I insisted she show me her driver’s license before I would even let her get in my car without parental...
First let me introduce the players: Ivy was 18, only 5’1” tall and weighed all of 90 pounds. She was a tiny red head, simply covered in freckles and since she was so tiny everyone just assumed she was a younger teen. She couldn’t wear adult sized clothes and had to buy her clothes in the children’s section, which didn’t help her look her real age either. In fact, when I first met her I insisted she show me her driver’s license before I would even let her get in my car without parental...
Group Sexleeping in on Sunday mornings has always been one of my favorite things. I get the house to myself for at least three hours as my wife, Eve, goes off to church. I would go with her except she has to teach Sunday school and attends various parish meetings and all of that is just too much for me.Now, Eve is one of the most erotic women I know and certainly treats me right sexually. Having sex is her idea at least as often as it is mine and almost nothing is off limits. Now, I wouldn't say she is...
Ivy Kush and the BoysWe dated my entire senior year of high school. She was the first person I ever had sex with. It was so special to me and it felt so amazing. I was hooked on this girl; sexually and romantically. After that, we would fuck any chance we got. I remember she gave me head in my living room with the front door wide open. She taught me how to fuck the way I do and I am forever grateful for that. We had a pretty bad breakup and didn’t talk for a while but with the type of...
I doubt any single women under 40 read erotica online today. Amazon has cornered the market on limitless reading at a low price. And people who are just looking to connect with others are more likely to use a dating app or Reddit.But that wasn’t the case in the early 2000s. Before the social networks took over, there were places online where people would go to write and share their interests with like-minded strangers all over the world. And every once in a while a real connection would...
TrueChristmas Eve, and I’m horny as hell. The kids are at my ex-wife’s for the night, so I’m alone with nothing to do. I dick around a bit, read the paper, watch some tube (there’s *nothing* on) and finally decide to go to bed. Just as I’m falling asleep I hear noise from downstairs, as if someone is walking around. Figuring that it’s my ex-wife coming in to get something that one of the kids has left behind, I go down to give her hell for not knocking first. But...
Batman slipped stealthily through the skylight and dropped to the floor of the arboretum, the abode of his arch enemy Poison Ivy. He knew it was a trap but since she had recently and quite blatantly robbed the Gotham nation bank she had to be brought to justice. The path into the tangle of greenery looked the easiest route but Batman knew this would be laden with booby traps so he slipped quietly into the undergrowth. Ivy's pet plants snapped at him but he did not give them a second...
Certain names seem to inspire sexual liberation in women. One of these names is Ivy, so it's no surprise that Ivy Wolfe became a porn star. She will grow your penis like Ivy and attack it mouth-first like a wolf. It's a great combo, if I do say so myself.From Sandwich to Clam WitchIvy Wolfe was born in Portland, Oregon, on September 3rd, 1996, to a family of Native American, Irish, and German descent. Not much is known about her childhood, but whatever happened led to her sucking dick...
Twitter Porn AccountsWhen I woke—it was Sunday morning–I realised that Anya had been awake for some time, she was sitting up at her desk wearing only her collar and a silky dressing gown as she wrote in her diary. ‘Good morning,’ I said. ‘Good morning, Sir. I didn’t realise you were awake.’ ‘I only just woke. How long have you been writing?’ ‘Just a little while—but I have just finished. Would you like to see, Sir?’ ‘Mmmm hmm. Pass over what you have written.’ Anya passed me the book and I started to read. ...
There are universal constants that constrain existence and give it order, logic, and, some say, meaning. These immutable laws have shaped us and the world around us. For example, speed limits, such as the speed of light, and structural limits, such as the strength of the strong and weak nuclear forces, turned what was once a nearly homogeneous mixture of hydrogen and helium into the sea of wonders we behold when we look up into the night sky.The Physics of FuckingNot all constants have to do...
Twitter Porn AccountsAs I came back from taking Donna to work there stood both Nancy and Ivy, it had been over two years since I'd fucked them, as I got out of the car they both said hello, I walked up to them and said "Do either of you two want a coffee" and they both said "Yes", I put the kettle on, made the drinks and the three of us sat in the lounge.As we were talking about nothing in particular, Nancy said "I'll just pop round home and turn the oven off", as soon as she'd gone Ivy said "I've been thinking...
Thanks for reading. As always, love it if you could leave a reaction or a comment! I'm thinking of creating a follow on to this story. Let me know if think I should. Ta for now - Alice Check out my other stories as well - www.deviantart.com/aliceduffield and www.patreon.com/user?u=24221022&fan_landing=true The Ivy - Floor 6 Prologue Kirk felt badly for the woman, but he couldn't see a way forward. "Ms. Martinez, I understand your frustration. I can file the...
Ivy was very nervous as she walked over to the front door of the photo studio. She'd never thought of herself as a model, she wasn't the slender type of girl, she went to the gym far too often and her body was more of the athletic type. Also wasn't thirty three a bit too old to start a modeling career? Still she felt giddy, she rang the bell on the front door and waited. Her fingers toying with the little business card. She got it out of her pocket and double checked the address....
The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 1. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read that: At the time of this story my girlfriend Ivy is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went to high school with Ivy but was a year ahead. They knew each other in school...
The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 1. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read that: At the time of this story my girlfriend Ivy is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went to high school with Ivy but was a year ahead. They knew each other in school...
Group SexIvy, Barbie and Me: Part 3 Barbie finally gets some The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 2. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read either of the previous stories: At the time of this story my girlfriend, Ivy, is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went...
Ivy, Barbie and Me: Part 3 Barbie finally gets some The fun continues from where we left off at the end of Part 2. I’ll set the stage in case you haven’t read either of the previous stories: At the time of this story my girlfriend, Ivy, is an 18 year old pixie minx. 5’1”, 90 pounds, short red hair, hazel eyes, abut a zillion freckles, tiny AA breasts with tiny pink nipples, the tightest, tiniest ass you can imagine and her pussy is shaved clean. Barbie is 19, an ex girlfriend of mine who went...
Group SexAs Mistress passed the discarded Bat suit she picked it up dragging it alongside her as she walked, the symbolism not lost on her. The old Bat man in one hand the new one on a chain in the other, a wicked smile creased her lips. Mistress Ivy entered her private garage leading her latest slave Barbie. She moved to the back of a slinky sports car and opened the boot indicating that her slave should get in. Barbie stood and stepped into the boot. It was so small that Barbie had to curl up...
How many of you mother fuckers remember the first time you saw Madison Ivy? When she first hit the scene, it was as if an alien species figured out how to craft the perfect woman, then sent her to Earth. Or if you are a spiritual dipshit, it looked like a real goddess was walking the Earth. My God, what a fucking body!Look, she’s still fucking hot. That body still hasn’t stopped. But time comes for all of us, and she made the unfortunate mistake of thinking that she needed to modify her face...
Twitter Porn Accounts"I say we go to his place with the boys and take him down," growled Mistress Harlequin. "Good idea!" quipped Master Joker looking around for a weapon. "Wait....wait......." commanded Mistress Ivy. "Wouldn't you much rather have him as your bimbo slave, I have a phial of the serum I used to transform Barbie with me," she grinned brandishing a phial of luminous green liquid wickedly. Master Joker snatched it from her and examined it closely, then both Master Joker and Mistress...
"It begins the same way every night. I'm in a caf?, chatting with a bunch of high school girls. My voice is high pitched, and my articulation is on there level. I move my hands about as I speak, and they appear small and dainty. Though I never see my face, it is implied that I'm one of them." "Wait, you mean in this dream you're a girl." "Yes." Robin took a minute to absorb this, and then told him to go on. "I hear this ring tone, and reach into my breast pocket to pick up a p...
A yawn released itself from a certain teen’s lips as the owner groggily pushed herself upright. She lazily glimpsed to where a clock sat, and then, her once lifeless eyes that were half lidded shot open with surprise. “Damn!” she cussed, scrambling out of the bed. Every physical aspect about the girl screamed grace and beauty. Standing at 5”6 feet tall, weighing only a light 116 pounds, and gifted with modest sized breasts, she was what men chased after and what women strived to be....
Holly and Ivy. This is a tale of holiday fluff and fun. I must thank Eleanor McClay for sticking this story in my mind. Hello everyone. My name is Kate. This tale takes place at Christmas time longs ago. My cousin Morgan and I were getting things ready for Christmas at my mom's place. We also were ready to decorate Morgan's place. My brother Mike walked in with his friend Leo. Leo was also Morgan's brother. Mike said, "Hey you Cheese Wieners. What are doing to the living...
*'s IVY Newcumer Join Date: Oct 2008 Posts: 5 A long story, but worth it -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Very few people know I'm bi. I didn't realize it myself til 2yrs ago. Being raised by a strict church going parents I was raised to think sex was dirty. And why wouldn't believe it since seemed like from the age 3 and on every time an older male got around me, he would cop a feel of my chest or my pussy. Then there was an...
My friend Jon, and I were talking in our house, we hadn't seen each other for nearly a year, he was asking what I was doing etc, when Ivy came to the door, when she'd gone I said to Jon "I fucked her last month it was the first cock she'd had in 50 years", he said "Never", I said I had, she's over 70, he said he wouldn't mind doing her either.As we carried on talking I went to the recycling bin and Ivy was co0ming back from the shop, I said to her "Do you fancy a coffee", she replied "Ok", and...
Chapter 1. To the Country “Hey Jim,” dad called, “you’ve got an invitation from Cleo to go and spend some time at Ivy Cottage.” “What? Why’s she inviting me?” “Oh, the last time I wrote I mentioned you were going to do a course in agriculture, so she’s written – well, here’s the letter, you read it.” Sure enough it was an invitation and part of it read, “If he’s going to do a course in agriculture, instead of wasting his time lounging around in the suburbs, why doesn’t he come here and...
Most people would describe me as a nerd. I am not sure if it is because of my looks, tall, thin with no muscles to speak of or my profession. I am a botanist, for you that don’t know what a botanist is, we study plants. I have always been more, shall we say, capable than most people when it comes to studying and had several scholarships lined up when I finished school. I loved school and if it weren’t for the jocks that intruded in my life every now and then would have had a perfect...
2150 A.D Los AngelesIt's been 150 years ago that we discovered the kryptonite on Earth and yet we know nothing about it only he weakened Superman and his cousin Supergirl. We know nothing about its power its effects on human. However it's gonna change. Indeed professor Pamela Isley experienced it against her will. But who is Pamela Isley? She is a young woman 25 years old brunette hair blue eyes 5.5 feet 32C this lovely girl has no lover but doesn't despair she has no friends either, indeed she...
Holly and the IvyPrologueHolly could tell by the look on her mom’s face, as she walked in the door from school, that she was in trouble. Her mom was holding the quarterly report card grades, and Holly would have known before she saw them, that they were not good. She grabbed the paper from her mom’s hand and looked down to see two c’s, two d’s and two f’s. Holly hated school. She was a junior in high school, one grade behind all of her friends, because she’d failed the previous year. Her...
Most people would describe me as a nerd. I am not sure if it is because of my looks, tall, thin with no muscles to speak of or my profession. I am a botanist, for you that don’t know what a botanist is, we study plants. I have always been more, shall we say, capable than most people when it comes to studying and had several scholarships lined up when I finished school. I loved school and if it weren’t for the jocks that intruded in my life every now and then would have had a...
First TimeIt was getting up toward midnight that moonlit evening when I finished my other Trenton chores still enjoying memories of my time with the lusty redjead, talked to all of my trusted contacts and then tapped on the Snyder's barred back door. Felicity admitted me with her finger to her smiling lips. Her boys were with their grandparents near New Brunswick, and we both hoped Ivy was sound asleep upstairs. I kissed her and held her close, pushing aside her robe and letting my hands run over the...
1 -I guess my journey into debauchery began like many others: from desperation.Deep down, I had always known I was a very attractive young girl, but I guess I hid it behind textbooks and nerdy big-framed glasses, sacrificing a normal teen experience in order to trudge through academics and secure an acceptance in one of the nation's most esteemed universities. I didn't mind being the pretty, petite bookworm seeing that I was an only chìld to a single parent who couldn't afford to buy groceries...
Poison Ivy Belladonna [Author's Note: This is my third, and last, partially autobiographical story for the time being since I have no other public cross-dressing exploits to my credit/discredit in my adult life to date. As with the first two, the names and some events have been changed to protect the innocent.] It seemed such an innocent decision, but a part of me knew that it was rife with peril. Not the sort of peril that would truly endanger me, but something that could...
LETTER FROM IVY HILLDear Shoeblossom: I am a female submissive. I never wanted to be, but my father raised me in a truly disciplinary fashion. My mother left us when I was young, and my father told me that he was going to teach me to not be a wandering slut like Ma. I think part of it, of course was that Pa wanted to get his hands on me. I am a curvy redhead, about five seven, and I’ve been that way since about sixth grade. I know that I was adopted when I was young, and my birth folks must’ve...
October 28, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “So, Doctor O’Shea, what do you think?” I asked as steam roiled from the rocks in the sauna. “I think you’re in fantastic shape!” I chuckled, “Not what I was asking, but thanks. And you are extremely sexy! I love freckles! May I also say I am VERY grateful you don’t shave?” “You may. Why?” “I have a thing for red pubic hair!” I also had a thing for small breasts, which she had. She was the epitome of a ‘Steve type’ and Jessica had known I wouldn’t be...
Jock By Pamela ([email protected]) Let's face it, Jocelyne's parents are idiots. They meant to give him the unisex name "Jocelyn," but ended up giving him the girls name "Jocelyne" because they were too dumb to realize what they were doing. So his whole life people have teased him about it, but it hasn't been too bad because his friends have always just called him Jock for short. As ridiculous as his parents were by giving their son a girl's name, they did an even dumber...
Sissy Julian - Chapter XII, Amongst Other Things, A Well Fitting Jock by: sissystevie At last! Julia gets her Jock, but when will they come up for air? Well, the Countess has a betting line on just that, at least when she and Auntie Jane eventually come up for their own air! Flash: could Constance be in love with the Brittany Spaniel? Then, as a side dish, served hot, try Daphne and her new mentor, Dominica. Fred Gingerman's wedding parties start early with many, many bangs on Lake...
It was a hot summer day in sunny Las Vegas. I was driving back to my house from a hardware store when I saw a car broke down on the side of the road. Normally, I would absolutely stop and help. If you’re able to and don’t, you’re an asshole. I especially wanted to stop when I saw the girl on the sidewalk talking on her phone. I pulled just past the car and parked, and walked towards the car. As I walked up, the girl finished her phone call in anger and stressfully looked at me and with a...
Knocking on the door to what was supposed to be Nikolai’s apartment I waited anxiously for him to answer. After a few moments I heard a sexy, masculine voice saying just a moment in Russian. I hoped that it was Nikolai. I would know as soon as I gave him the code phrase, and he responded with the completion of the scripture verse. “Blessed be the Lord God of Israel,” I said quietly in Russian when he opened the door. “For he has visited and redeemed his people.” He replied in Russian...