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Prelude In a downtown tenement of San Francisco, Lena, a 16 year old girl sat on her bed, head in hands with her long straight brown hair hanging down like a curtain, obscuring her face and the tears on her cheeks. The events of the past two days had turned her world upside- down. The blazing row with her parents in the mall had started it when she had flung her arms out in anger and frustration. The catastrophic results of this action had demolished a shop on one side and had taken out the...
…..A king? A completely, utterly, absolutely, entirely useless king! Holy shit was I in for it now! The king was a nice card but of absolutely no use to me whatever. Patrick’s straight was good enough, and my hope of waving a full house in his face was dashed. Patrick, of course, was grinning like an idiot. “Oh, girl,” he said, “I’m afraid it’s time for a little payback.” I had no reason to doubt that assessment. Well….. nothing ventured, nothing gained. “I’ve been waiting for this,”...
“Okay. Seven Card No-Peak. How does that go again?” I asked. “I thought you’d remember, Roberta,” said Patrick. “We’ve played this before.” “I know, but it’s been such a long while. Indulge me. Please. If I’m betting my ass on a game I’d really like to be reminded how to play it.” “Well, if you insist,” Patrick said with a little smile. “You get seven cards, all face down, and you can’t look at them. We turn over the top card on what’s left of the deck, and then the first player turns their...
Meanwhile in the Christmas Ball Room overlooking the twinkling lights of the San Francisco skyline was nearly full. The pretty long blonde haired witch swished and swayed from side to side displaying her round shapely bottom packed into her black slacks. Billie the coed witch found herself in the presence of “Piffy Piper at the hip party, which was being attended by her sisters Piper, Phoebe and Leo. Witchcraft is a learned craft and much responsibility is needed to learn and use it...
Santa Panty Spanks A charmed Ones Bum Part, 1 [email protected] do not own the TV Show Charmed or any of its characters. I write for fun and receive no monetary gain from the writing of this storyThe Christmas Ball Room overlooking the San Francisco Skyline was nearly full. The pretty long brown haired witch swished and swayed from side to side displaying her round shapely bottom packed into her black corduroy pants. Prue Halliwell found herself in the presence of "Panty Santa at the hip...
Phoebe had a hairbrush that hurt as much as any paddle. That’s what Paige took from her sister’s vanity table. Cole / Belthazor And all that always getting everything he wanted without serious consequences Paige believed led to not just uncaring brat behavior, but psychotic, don’t give a damn attitude that dangerously trumped helped for their fellow man. Most boys would have his type of narcissistic behavior spanked/ whacked with red rump action that trains it out of them. Left to his own...
Charmed Dauphin To contact dauphin, send an e-mail to [email protected] If you want to chat with Dauphin, add him on msn: [email protected] Dauphins Homepage: http://www.asstr.org/~dauphin/index.htm Sorry for the grammar and spelling mistakes. I do my best, but I am not perfect. I hope you like the story despite these. Based on a TV series. My family is famous in the world of magic. The Halliwell sisters were famous for defeating evil wizards and warlocks. My two aunts are...
Part 1 With a flash of light, Trent appeared on the front porch of the house he sought. He looked around and quickly tossed out a mental shield to cloak his presence. He scanned the house and verified it was empty. Trent was not alone on this excursion. He had Sabrina Spellmen with him. He had ensnared the girl on a previous jaunt and had enlisted her into his service. "No one is home. Let's go inside." he said. "I'm right behind you Master." Sabrina replied as she followed him into...
SRU: Charmed Synopsis: A young man is a bit obsessed with his girlfriend's body. In order to 'improve' her, he gets a magical charm from the SRU wizard. However, the plan backfires when older memories return - with a vengeance. [email protected] ********************************************************************** SRU: Charmed Joe glanced up, peering between Kim's breasts to see the expression on her face. With renewed determination, he continued to...
Note: We are just having fun with the characters of 'Charmed'. NO copyright infringement intended. If this story could possibly happen, it would be in season 2. Charmed Right Out of Yourself By Eric and Jacquie Windsor Edited by Caleb Jones Prologue Prue was very worried. What if the succubus had possessed her sister Piper at her club when it was exorcized? True, why would a succubus possess Piper when a red-hot babe like herself was available was open to question? But...
Charmed Kitten By Maggie O'Malley Rebecca stared intently into the computer screen. Frustration was etched on her lovely young face, and a frown turned at the corners of her mouth. Her chin rested on the thumb and forefinger of her right hand, while her left hand worked from the top of her head through her thick brown hair, stopping at the base of her neck to massage her aching muscles. Her beautiful brown eyes were tired from hours spent at the computer and pouring over...
I lead what many would call a charmed life, as it doesn't seem that I have an outward visible means of supporting myself. However the fact I don't leave the house each morning in a suit in a tie with a briefcase in hand does not mean that I don't have a job. I am a writer and columnist who has managed to stay somewhat anonymous. I'm syndicated in 38 papers across the US and Canada under an assumed name, IE: different than the one that appears on my mailbox or drivers license. I have written...
Cole still in full-masked grabbed Phoebe’s long brown hair, tugged on it and pulled the youngest Charmed One to the rear exit. Phoebe disappeared from the ballroom. Soon Cole magically transported her to his apartment or more specifically the master’s bed. “Okay Phoebe, I’m going to give you something you have deserved for years. Now it’s going to happen!” Cole announced. As he positioned himself behind the nineteen year-old kneeling girl and pushed Phoebe down on all fours Phoebe gasped and...
I don’t own the television show, Charmed or the characters nor do I get any money from the writing or posting of this story. This is fan fiction based loosely on events that take place in the episodes of Charmed. This plot is loosely based on Season Four. Please note codes include future chapter plans. Please read and vote and consider its development in your vote as new chapters are added. Don’t every try any of these scenarios. They are fantasies and not to be acted upon home. All actions...
I made my way home as quickly as possible without drawing attention. It wasn't like other people watched me walk by any more than they would anyone else, but after that encounter with the Professor, I was in a mood that might have an undesired effect on anyone I passed. I had worked for months to keep my Charm under control. Going to classes, I sat away from other students when available. I made no direct contact with anyone, especially anything that allowed my skin to touch another's....
Disclaimer: This is an erotic story. You must be 18 to read this story, be able to read erotica in your community, and not be offended by the contents of it. If you are not 18, live in an overly repressed community, or are easily offended, move on. This is not for you.This is also a parody and as such is protected under the first amendment. I do not claim to own the characters used herein, I'm just borrowing them for a little while, and there is no intent to use the characters for profit. Any...
Meri kahani har kism ki chudayi se bhari hui hai. par apne vichar likhna. Aap logon ki pyari Huma. Mera naam Sudha hai aur main BA main padhti hoon. Dikhne mein sunder hoon lekin nature sharmilee hai. Mera figure 36-26-36 hai aur rang gora hai. Pichhle hafte tak main kunwari thee. Maine porn stories padhi thee aur blue films bhi dekhi thee jiss karan mujhe sex ki samajh to thee lekin kissi ne mujeh kabhi choda nahin tha. Main chudayi ki ichha ke karan hamesh apni chut ko shave kar ke rakhti...
There seems to be a lack of Charmed so lets see how this develops. Pick your scenario involving the trio of gorgeous San Francisco white witches as they battle demons in sexy outfits. Add whatever you want as the sisters engage in whatever sexual scenarios you can think of, fall victim to evil demonic plots anything goes. Choose to set during the first three seasons with Prue, processing the power of telekinesis and later astral projection, Piper with the power to freeze time and blow things...
“Yes, this is Jake speaking,” I said cautiously.This was my “work” phone and it was normally a female voice on the other end of the line.“Um…um…don’t worry,” said the man who had called, detecting my guarded tone. “My wife wanted me to call you on her behalf. She gave me your number.”“Really?”“Yes. I know that sounds strange…but we have…well, a kind of special type of relationship. My wife is much younger than me, and she has very strong needs. I…well, I worship her and am lucky to have her, so...
HardcoreI learned a lot my Freshman Year. That was the year I developed breasts. They just kept getting bigger and bigger eventually I wound up a 32D. I hated them at first, they made me feel awkward, and the other girls would tease me about them. Then I discovered the power that it gave me. Men loved them. Something about the sight of these big breasts on my 5ft 4in 100 lbs frame drove them wild. I learned quickly to exploit it. When I had a conference with one of my male teachers, I would go off to...
learned a lot my Freshman Year. That was the year I developed breasts. They just kept getting bigger and bigger eventually I wound up a 32D. I hated them at first, they made me feel awkward, and the other girls would tease me about them. Then I discovered the power that it gave me. Men loved them. Something about the sight of these big breasts on my 5ft 4in 100 lbs frame drove them wild. I learned quickly to exploit it. When I had a conference with one of my male teachers, I would go off to the...
Inspired by the painting "La Charmeuse" (1868) by Charles Gleyre, as it inspired Mat Twassel to ask people to write about it. The story will be more meaningful if you first look at the painting. It's a full-figure nude woman seen from the rear. If that gives offense, or anything else in this story gives offense, your remedy is obvious. Stop reading, and gradually, over the years, try to forget. Charmed by Vickie Tern In those days paintings were often stillpoints...
The Charmed One by Paul G. Jutras It was Halloween night and besides the normal child gobins roaming the streets a man stepped out of a dating club service alley. As a woman walked by, he grabbed her arm roughly and pulled her in. The male Succubus opened his mouth and a tentacle sucked out her estrogen. Inside the dating service, a pair of witches known as Christine and Kelly waited as their younger warlock brother made a video date tape. Christine suddenly got a vision...
Charmed to Know You By Geneva Chicago 1890. It was dusk, and a setting sun shone fitfully between ragged clouds, illuminating the gray buildings with flashes of golden light. A cold north wind whipped the dust and snow into dirty skeins on the cracked sidewalk in front of the store. From the shadows opposite, the lighted stub of a tossed cigarette blew into the gutter in a shower of sparks. Two men stood in the deepening gloom, an older squat man, gray stubble on his...
So I just got back from one of my favorite days: Sunday. Most people hate it because it's the day people go to church. But that's exactly why I like it. You see, every Sunday, one of my oldest and dearest lovers invites me to his home while his wife is at church. He also invites several of his friends…who invite their friends…and who invite their friends ;-) We call it "Sunday Funday".While I usually travel very discretely, these men want me in full drag, in the sluttiest outfits and...
Trousers on Sunday, Skirt on Monday: I was, in my girlfriend Yasmeena's view, something of a hypocrite when it came to my faith and we were having an argument about feminism and her faith and mine following Yasmeena catching me looking at the display of the local lingerie shop window. I remember her saying to me, "Dominic, you are a trousers on Sunday, skirt on Monday, type of Christian." "What do you mean by that, Yasmeena?" I asked looking at her beautiful face and the purple...
Sunday Funday By Selene Victoria [email protected] It was one of those days where I didn't wake up until the sun streamed across the bed and into my eyes. I hadn't had a particularly late night, nor a hard one, but given the rare opportunity to sleep in, I took it. Sunday was my only day off that week, and I had been swamped with projects and deadlines since practically longer than I could remember. My wife Catalina was already awake next to me and, judging by the...
"Oh yeah? That's awesome, I for sure wouldn't recognize a celebrity if I randomly ran into them. Ha! Well cheer's thanks for the drink!" James said as their glasses clanged. A shot of Fernet on a Sunday morning, James thought with a smile. It was only his second month being in a new town and being able to converse with new people over a simple football game felt nice. "I'm Rodge by the way." The man shifted his arm over. "Jim, nice to meet you," James said reaching out and feeling the...
Hey all… Myself Raj back with yet another new experience and yeah this time something new. Drop your comments @ Firstly wanna thank all the true/fake/despo/ladies and other profiles or people who dropped comments showed interest and then create negative environment. Sorry guys,girls & ladies. These are my true experiences and I would not like any of my sentiments hurted. Appreciate you behave properly. Anyways back to fun… Out of all mails received I got a mail from a Muslim couple from...
Friday, and the efficiency at the office where Laura was working was winding down, most of her colleagues were thinking of the weekend and the plans they had made, but Laura had been buzzing with a restless energy all day long. By lunch time she had made a decision, she was going to clock off early, thank God for flexible working hours. In a very uncustomary way she caught a taxi home instead of the bus, and was almost running up the stairs to the small house that she shared with her partner...
The honking horn from a passing car suddenly jolted Liz from her meandering ruminations. It had turned dark and the parking lot in front of the book store now had many cars. It was collection time. Liz looked around to see if any one was about and then lifted her skirt up to her waist. With her knees spread and her hand cupped in front of her pussy she pushed Charm out into the open. The tender tentacle spilled out easily into her hand. All out, she stretched Charm to its fullest length,...
Over the years, now spanning decades, I have ridden quite a few scooters. Loud Harley's with drag pipes that went faster than I could ride them, actually out running police a time or two. Accompanying those scooters were crazy friends, crazy times fueled by lots of beer, whiskey and of course illicit substances. One Modus Operandi was that every June a new crop of just legal 18 year old honey's graduated from high school and wanted to party with the bad boyz (us).One party sticks in my mind,...
A bright ray of sun fell through a window and lit Anna's face, slowly waking her up. It seemed to take her ages to just become aware of it... What a headache! It felt every bit like a serious hangover. Athletes don't make a habit of drinking much or staying up late, and *when* it happens the effects are usually substantial... She turned her head a little to get the bright sun out of her eyes, and slowly tried to open them. The big blur in front only cleared up very very slowly, and with a...
Liz expected another man among the anxious lurkers outside to quickly take the last one’s place but it had gotten strangely quiet. She wanted to leave, just run away, but after the commotion she had just engaged in with her last donor, there would probably be a mob of them out there, and if she could tap just one more man she would not have to come back for a whole two months. Her movie finished and she reluctantly fed in another bill. Right after she did, she heard the sharp sound of high...
Eva LeMere sprang from her vanity and ran for her bedroom door. She stood like a goalie guarding the threshold, blocking her four dogs from entering her bedroom. The smallest was the most vocal, also the most difficult to keep out. They had reacted to the noise, come to investigate, to see if it might have anything to do with a threat or perhaps some food might be involved. ‘No, you, out.’ She said to the little one she named Ruffian. Of all her dogs over the years, Ruffian seemed the most in...
The next morning, Eva felt him with her before she became aware of herself. She yawned and stretched. A happy contented sigh escaped. She heard him chuckle. ‘Now wouldn’t it have been better if we were waking up together?’ ‘Mmmm, but we are together.’ Eva purred. ‘What time is it?’ ‘Don’t change the subject. 6:00 in the morning, God, you’re a difficult woman to pin down. What is your last name, what is your phone number, when can I see you in the flesh? Tell me all that right now before...
It was late when Fantine finished her tale. They were both tired and really needed some rest. “I should leave and let you go to bed,” Fantine said as she stretched and yawned. “You must stay with me,” asserted Liz. “Please, I insist. It’s much too late to be driving about. And there is so much for us to talk about in the morning.” She placed a hand on Fantine’s. “Really. I would worry terribly if you left now and it’s no trouble at all.” “Very well,” said Fantine. She looked deep into Liz’...
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Prologue The doors slid open allowing the woman to step inside. As her left foot crossed over the threshold of the elevator compartment, she briefly glanced toward its only other occupant. Her eyes registered her shock. The other occupant mirrored the expression and it was in that second a tenuous connection was made. The man watched as she turned away, noting her embarrassment and apparent nervousness. He studied her from behind wondering: Who she was? Had they met before? Would they meet...
I tried to sleep, and I nodded off for a few hours, but it didn’t stick. I was tossing and turning. I was hot, and my various joints and muscles were aching me more than usual, or perhaps I was just more conscious of it than I usually am. In any case, I was tossing and turning. I was conscious, too, that this might be hurting Kelly’s quality of sleep. After an hour or so, I was wide awake, nervous, in pain, and feeling like a nuisance. I got up and went back to the downstairs bar. While we...
“You might as well just come out and say it,” Gillen said around the succulent venison she was chewing. As usual, she was taking her evening meal with her old mentor, Tergin Givens. The two had transcended their original teacher-student relationship and had become good friends. Gillen looked up into the evening sky. There was no moonlight or starlight to provide light. Nearly the entire day had been dark, with black and gray clouds rolling over the sky. Towards the evening, the wind had...
** There are significant changes in this chapter, although the essential story remains unchanged. I draw you attention to this name: Elsie Kuhn-Leitz. The actions she is attributed to be responsible for in this chapter, which is fantasy, are actions she undertook during WWII, for which she was named a Righteous Gentile. *Merci M. Tootallday * ‘Dogs. Jesus Christ you have four dogs? As if one of these beasts isn’t enough?’ Jeff stood in the doorway of Eva’s home, staring down the big black...
She sat down at the table across the aisle from him, her long legs exposed half way up her thigh. She was a mature woman fifty-four, fifty-five maybe, but in excellent physical shape, and with great looking legs. She ordered a cup of tea and then smiled across the isle at him. He looked up again when he heard the click-click of her heels as she approached his table. “Please don’t think me too forward but I simply detest sitting alone to take tea, would you mind terribly if I sat...
The next day passed uneventfully but with Bess feeling much better than she had in years. The morning stiffness and body aches that usually greeted her were gone, a new vitality surged through her she had long forgotten. She met Kate again in front of the inn and like the night before they paid a visit to the blacksmith. They continued this routine another fortnight. Always finding him in the same condition, they slipped in, used him and slipped out. Kate monitored Bess’ progress and was...
Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: March 1, 2010) Chapter 24 - Holliday Surprise Wednesday morning had me dreading school again. I couldn't believe that the day before I had been excited to go to school as Megan. Now, I was considering dressing up as Brett again....
Chapter 1: Doomsday in Metropolis It was just a normal Tuesday in downtown Metropolis. Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, and Diana Prince were in the middle of ordering coffee at the local superhero themed diner to enjoy civilian life for once. “I’ll take mine black” Bruce said to the waitress that was dressed as Wonderwoman. “Typical, let me guess you’ll have the toast extra dark too.” The real Wonderwoman said in jest at the brooding billionaire. Clark smirked, though they had faced down gods together...
Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: January 4, 2010) Chapter 16 - Holliday Dinner Dad, acting as our agent instead of my dad (I hoped), had made us reservations at an upscale restaurant. I also found out that pulling a limo up to the door was not exactly the best...
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California… Anaheim… Disneyland And suddenly, the loudspeakers all over the park announced, ‘Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the Dayton Hillbilly Marching Band from Dayton Ridge, Texas.’ A momentary hush fell over the crowds, until from beyond the Matterhorn came the sound of drums and then the sound of horns, cymbals and washboards as the band played ‘The Horse’ and marched to their position directly in front of Cinderella’s Castle. The people all gathered as the drum majors silently...
Pichle parts mein aapne padha, ki Daya ko bukhaar ho gaya. Aur hospital mein usko doctor Karan ne choda. Udhar Daya ka pati Jethalal nurse Shweta ke sath rangraliya mana raha tha. Ab wapas chalte hai Daya ki taraf. Karan se chudne ke baad Daya ki chut shaant ho gayi thi, aur woh aaram se so gayi thi. 12 baj chuke the, aur Daya so rahi thi. Woh ek taraf karwat leke soyi hui thi. Tabhi ek hath Daya ke boobs par aaya, aur uske boobs dabane laga. Fir woh hath uski shirt ke andar gaya, aur uske...
Pichli mein aapne padha, ki kaise Jethalal aur Madhavi ne train ke luggage compartment mein maze se chudai kari. Ab thoda peeche chalte hai flashback mein. Sab log gaadiyon mein baith kar station ke liye nikalne waale the. Daya ne aaj yellow saree pehni thi, uske sath blouse bhi yellow hi tha. Uska blouse deep-cut tha, to uski mastani cleavage dikh rahi thi. Cleavage mein uska latakta hua mangalsutra dekh kar to kisi ka bhi mann dol sakta tha. Jab Jethalal client se milne chala gaya, to...
To those who did not know him well, Brad Tyler might have come across as a bit of a Scrooge, a Grinch. Of course, those were people who did not know him well. Were the truth to be told, that was as far from an accurate description as saying Antarctica is a tropical climate. Brad was one of those rare individuals who got the true meaning of the holidays — giving of yourself. All of the employees at Tyler Chemical got a week off at Christmas time — with pay, something his father had started...
mein aapne padha tha, ki kaise Jethalal ne Sonu ki paison ka laalach deke choda tha. Ab thoda flashback mein chalte hai. Jab Jethalal Sonu ko window mein se dekh kar uske peeche jata hai. To woh room ka darwaza band karna bhool jata hai. Jethalal ke room se jaane ke baad Daya akeli hoti hai. Woh is baat se anjaan thi, ki Jethalal room ka darwaza khula chhodh gaya tha. Aur woh befikar hoke bathroom mein nahane chali jati hai. Koi 10-minute baad Iyer Jethalal se koi baat karne ke liye uske...
She was warm. A limbic, peaceful warmth that, had she any memory, sensory or tangible, of being cuddled and swaddled as a babe, this would be what it would feel like. But then something changed. Something was moving, something that should be still, was moving. The warmth of her slumber was slipping away as the movement continued to creep into her consciousness. ‘Oh Bingo, No, no, no. Go lie down.’ Bingo, the old, white muzzled, golden retriever was standing on the other side of Eva’s bed,...
It then passed to Fantine to tell her own tale. She spoke in her broken English and lapsed into French for the more difficult parts. Liz’ French was rusty but she was able to keep up. Fantine told of being born in the south of France in 1866. Her father was a captain in The Gendarmerie. Her mother was a merchant’s daughter who died in childbirth. Fantine, their only child, had lived a sheltered life cloistered behind the walls of her academy by day and under the strict watch of her...
Baat hai Gokuldham society ki. Ek din Bapuji jaldi subah uth ke bathroom ki or jaate hai. Waha unhe darwaja khula dekha aur andar paani chaalu tha. Bapuji: Are yeh paani kisne chaalu kiya? Jarur Jethiya bhul gaya hoga, hmm akal vagar no dhandhiyo. Lekin woh jaise hi darwaje ka paas gaye to unhone Daya ko nanga dekha aur turant waha se chale gaye. Yeh sab Daya ko nahi pata tha. Fir jaise hi Daya bahar nikli to Bapuji andar naahne gaye. Aur unhone Daya ki panty aur bra dekha to unka lund khada...
Music wafted through the warm spring air like ribbons of sound, reaching my ears in jumps and starts as I went to answer the phone. ‘…Don’t open ’till doomsday, destruction’s not far away…’ It was the Misfits, playing through my crappy two dollar speakers at the other end of the house. When I reached the phone it had already rung six times. I was really hoping whoever it was would give up, I hate phone conversations. Of course, I had no such luck. ‘Hello?’ I asked, in that...
Hello guys my name is Rahul and I am 18 years old studying in college. Please puri story padiye jise ek acha sa mahol banee aur imagine karte jayie jis characters ki baat hoti hai jisse jyada maja ayega. ALL THE CHARACTERS IN THE STORY ARE 18+ ADULTS. Iss serial ko introduction ki koi jarurat nahi hai yeh meri aapki aur sabki favourite serials mein se ek hai ‘Tarak Mehta Ka Ooltah Chashmah.’ Toh iss story ki characters toh aapko pata hee hai toh sidha story pe aata hun! Toh start karte hai...