Michelle
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I thought I would never see her again. Actually I hoped I would never see her again but there she was, standing in a crowd of about 100 people for an accountants’ convention. Even though she had her back to me, there was no doubt in my mind that it was her. She was dressed to the ninth, in a knee-long, sleeveless and open-back black dress, her full dark brown hair cascading off her shoulders, her feet clad in some 3-cm high stiletto heeled pumps. She was in deep conversation with a group of two...
Introduction: Michelle was 21, and I was 18 at the time. She lived across the hall from me in the dorms. Michelle was the most beautiful girl I had seen. She was a brunette with curly hair who wore glasses, my two favorite physical traits in a girl. And she had a supple pair of breasts that made my crotch tingle every time I saw them. Im not a pervert, but you cant resist biological urges. I never imagined myself having sex with Michelle. I just really wanted to be with her. I had never met...
Prologue: "Michelle? Did you lose a bet or something sweetie?" "Very funny, Jen. No, I have to stop at Uncle Randy's and pick up the suitcases Mom lent him. He won't even open the door for me unless I'm dressed the way god intended. I've got too much going on today to put up with that shit." "Sorry, as they say, you can't pick your relatives." "Yeah, I certainly wouldn't have picked him. Anyway, I've got the nail dryers we borrowed. Thank you so much, that wedding party nearly...
She felt it like she always did. His large head stretching her open as it drove into her body. She loved that feeling, being opened up and the long shaft of his cock right up inside her. His muscular body on hers soft one, his chest pressing hard against her tits. His tongue in her mouth. It would soon be by her ear and she would hear his heavy breathing as he pumped in and out of her. His hands round and under her, gripping her buttocks. Her hands gripping his and her legs curled...
Michellethis story is about me and michelle"Michelle and I met in college. We both are pursuing a career in the theatre and production departments. She is one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. Soon she and I became great friends. Her parents and mine were almost neighbours, so whenever we were at home, we used to have these s1eep over’s. She moved in six months back. I am friends with her for at least four months I think. She is 5'8", blonde hair, 32C athletic frame and very, very...
Michelle und myself were working for the same company. We knew each other from college but had lost contact afterwards and now met again recently. She was nice but never really my kind of girl. I knew her as a friendly but very restrained, almost shy woman. She was slim, almost too slim, her most remarkable outer feature were the big blue eyes that seemed to watch you expectantly whenever you talked to her. Right after college she got married and now shortly after the birth of her first child...
Michelle Most of this story is true with a little bit of fantasizing. Guess I am a wannabe sissy and only just a CD. God I feel good! I'm stepping out of the house as Michelle. I don't get to do that very often as my wife isn't to keen on me being out in public. Today I have an appointment with my therapist and it gives me the opportunity to be me. It feels so wonderful walking out of the house with the sound of my high heels on the pavement, my skirt sliding over my nylons, my...
By Louis van Amoren The story is in the Dutch language. I have been asked several times to translate the story into English. Not only do I lack the time, but I am also not conversant enough with English to provide a proper translation. But perhaps there is somewhere a Dutch person with a good feeling for translation, who is willing to translate my stories. Possibly so under the name of Louis, but she may also do that under her own name. (met dank aan Jose, misschien de verhalen...
By Louis van Amoren The story was in the Dutch language. NOT all words translated. (With thanks at Jose, perhaps the stories also?) As all my stories is also this tell defense of A till Z invented. The persons that are named consist thus in reality totally not. Chapter 1. Pleased I run to my appointment. Relieved and cheerfully anyhow. Until now closed lapses really eigelijk everything superbly. First of all I found a job. Well far from house, in the hague. ...
Hey, this is AJ, an admirer of Indian sex stories. I love reading the stories here and for the first time I am trying to write one. Hope you all like it. It was the final year in college. I shifted to a flat with a few friends and left the hostel. I was studying in a college in Bangalore but I am from Calcutta. I never used to like the vacations too much. So I returned a few days early. It was pouring heavily when I reached Yeshwantpur railway station. Tired and irritated, I went on and joined...
I went inside and slid on a pair of shorts and shirt and headed for my truck , jumped in an started for the highway about half way down the drive I remembered my wallet laying on the dresser so turning around and headed back to the house . As I pulled up at the house I saw Old Tex my hound he was at the barn door chasing a cat across the yard his dick hanging down about 6" . That old cat must be in heat and he's smelling her , she got her ass up a tree and looking back at her narrow escape ,...
Bing. The "bing" noise of the lights above me woke me up. I looked around me, saw my brother with his picture of Hayley, and the "fasten your seat belts" light blinking and making that ridiculous noise. The flight attendants were coming around with trash bags collecting everyone's left over drinks and trash. I realized that I had slept the entire trip. No wonder, we had left our house at like three in the morning, and of course I had been up until like twelve at least talking to my best...
Chapter Twenty Three: BrandingReleased from the table that was holding me while I was being shaved, 2 men held my arms and escorted me over to an area that could only be described as a small stage. Large, very comfortable-looking black leather chairs surrounded the area, although they were empty at the moment. I was led up the one step to the stage, and placed on a table/chair that was very similar to the one I'd just been in. On my back, the table seemed to be at a 45 degree angle; my feet...
Yesterday had marked the end of her second week and her motel room rent was now due or out she would go. She had a handful of bills in her purse and she needed these for food and other essentials. She was feeling depressed and lost. Two weeks, after leaving the fresh greenery and open mountain air of the small town, and she had seen endless amounts of model agencies all over the crowded, dirty and cold city. But it was the same story wherever she went. "We want girls who have appeared in other...
InterracialAfter five weeks of ambling higher and higher into the mountains we still hadn’t found a decent spot to file a claim. We stopped at a few likely looking spots, panned and dug for a couple of days and would have very little to show for it. I think we were both getting discouraged when fate took a hand. We sat our horses, looking at where the trail used to be. It had rained for almost ten days straight a couple of weeks before we entered the country, and a mudslide had pretty much wiped the...
She was an enigma on the Pacific Coast Highway, a she-devil as I would later learn, but springtime in California evoked a lazy naiveté in me. The golden coast was full of the promise of summer love affairs and casual encounters. There are the mind-fucks too, but nobody is thinking about the pitfalls and risks while watching the swish of a short skirt over tanned thighs and the smiles that invite you down that gilded path of sexual adventure. I was hungry for it, thirsty for the taste of sweet...
HardcoreAdapted from the 1997 Usenet alt.sex.stories.d entry "Baby Gets A New Pair Of Shoes," by the author Polly. This was their one and only post, and no contact information is known. Kelly slowly turned the sandal in her hands, eyeing it cautiously. It seemed to be a perfectly ordinary piece of footwear. Red, with a 4" high stacked heel, it had a number of straps and buckles. So gaudy. She checked the size printed on the insole. 7 – her size. Oddly, no sign of a label was seen anywhere on the...
FetishEarly morning, I enjoyed a warm shower, fingered myself and got ready to make a quick purchasing raid at the shopping mall…I entered the mall and went directly to my favorite shoes place.The shop was almost deserted; except for a couple of young sexy girls that were already paying the salesman as I walked in.This guy at the counter was a very handsome black guy, with a nice build body. He looked up from the register and smiled as he said that he would be right with me.I chose a nice pair of...
WARNING: You must read Chapters 1 through 4 first, or this won't make any sense at all. Who Is Mercy Wild? Chapter 5 By Jacquie Windsor [email protected] Boadie plodded heavily down the hallway, away from the restricted area where Brent, Terry and Johnny remained. He hadn't fully witnessed any of the transformations. He was furious and confused, seeking answers to questions he had not completely formulated. His gait slowed gradually as the hallway stretched in front of...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. References to the Vietnam War and Naval Aviation in general as well as to Naval Air Station Miramar in particular were done for story background; there is no actual resemblance to real persons, Navy Fighter Squadrons, Aircraft Carriers or factual happenings. These characters, entities, and events took flight solely in the "theater of my imagination." There they will remain. Suffice it to say, I have nothing but the...
Hi everyone, this is Kumar here from Tamil Nadu. Hope everyone is having a fun-filled life. I regularly follow iss. I have written a story once and its a long time after which I am writing again. Coming to the story. I have this friend let’s call her D. She is of wheatish complexion and has the right amount of fat at the right places but looks a little bit lean overall. She is an adventure lover which paved way for this incident. So, D was bored with her routine life and was eager to go on a...
"Tiffany! Tiffany!" Mrs. Jensen called out. Tiffany was in her room listening to music. It was the day before Christmas. Tiffany was upset since her mother was going to be working on Christmas Eve that night. Mrs. Jensen was a manager at a small diner downtown and had to work hard since her husband died over 5 years ago. It was only Mrs. Jensen and her three children. First there was Dylan, who had just turned 18 earlier that December. Then there was Tiffany, who was 15, and last there was...
Paid in Full By Rebecca Page It has been well over two years now and I think the worst part was the loneliness. Oh, I had television to watch and there have been newspapers and books to read but the lack of human companionship was at times almost unbearable. Peggy has been my only visitor and the pain and humiliations that I had suffered at her hands have not always made her welcome company. Well, to be perfectly honest, there have been others who have visited me here but...
Sharing Author's Note: It has been a while since I have posted a story. Frankly, I've run out of ideas. I don't want to just keep rewriting the same thing by changing names and making the bartender into a shoe salesman. This suddenly came to me. I hope you enjoy. Vince stood nervously in front of the full-length bathroom mirror. He tugged at the dress he had put on trying to decide if this were really the thing he wanted to wear. It was short, almost reaching the middle of his...
For the past half hour, Kaelee and Karen had experimented in sex between each other. And when the giant black poodle joined in to lick the blonde teenager to climax. Both had the best orgasm they had ever experienced in their young lives. Even Kaelee, who had unknowingly been fucked by the beast only a few weeks earlier. As Karen lifted her head out of Kae's crotch to get up Curly literally just walked over her back to straddle her. From beneath, Kae could only watch, as the dog's chest...
This is the story of how I was once caught wanking by my older sister. It was the early 1980s and a fairly typical Saturday afternoon in the house that we lived in with our parents. My d*d would usually be watching TV and my m*m would be doing stuff in the kitchen. My s*****r might be out with friends shopping or whatever they did, or maybe spending time with a boyfriend if she happened to be going out with anyone. Like a lot of teenagers I spent a lot of time in my bedroom; doing homework, or...
It was a long morning at work and I had just come down from checking the morning deliveries in the warehouse. I stop to speak to the guys on the dock about this chick I had met a few weeks ago at the club when we had all went out. One of the guys was asking me if I had seen her since that night. Yeah a few times I told him but we suppose to get together later tonight. She was hot that night I met her. I was so horny that night and she knew it and teased me the whole time. Man all I been doing...
The email subject from her ex said YOU NEED TO KNOW. ‘Another lame excuse for late c***d support payment’, she thought. Fortunately Thomas, her second husband, was financially stable. The email contained a web link that she clicked. A window to a streaming video opened: Her naked ex standing in a motel grinning, a girl with legs and arms tied to the bed posts behind him. “Alice you always said we needed to try new things. I’ve taken your advice to heart.”The video zoomed to the girl, no more...
The first day of the Cricket match between Glamorgan and Essex at Sophia Gardens dawned bright and sunny. At breakfast, I asked the girls if they wanted to come along and watch. Vee said a bad word and declined, but Sian and Julie had never been to a game of cricket before, so were interested enough to agree to accompany me, especially when I offered to buy them lunch. "I think it's an eleven-o'clock start, so if we meander over about half-ten, we'll be able to get a glass of beer and...
"Hey Kid," Chuck Michaels called out from the other side of the seemingly endless row of slot machines, "you having a good time?" Bobby Harrison turned in the direction of the familiar voice, giving a friendly wave in response to the inquiry before quickly disappearing down the row. The twenty-one year old really hated it when his co-workers called him "Kid", even though there was some truth to it since the majority of them were much older than him. Once he was sure he was out of sight...
The events in this story are true, and I am willing to accept all feedback. Please comment below!I was on a big night out with some friends when I met a really nice milfy woman at the bar. Her name was Linda. We chatted and swapped phone numbers. Despite her age (37) Linda was a glamorous MILF with a full figure, big natural breasts and a beautiful curvaceous body.The next day I texted her asking her out to dinner for friday night. She was surprised by my invitation but she said yes.Friday has...
He’s sitting in a local coffee shop. Back in the corner where he could see the entire dining room. It’s about 3:30 in the afternoon. He left the office early for some peace and quiet so he could finish some work. There were too many distractions there. This time of the day the coffee shop is rather quiet, with only a few customers. He sees the door open and a woman walking into the shop. She’s dressed neatly in a white short-sleeved cotton blouse and a dark navy pencil skirt. She has a large...
This is basically a love story and of course all characters are over 21. I want to thank stg0936 for the original idea, although I deviated from his idea during the writing of the story. I also want to thank Navaura for her spot on editing and suggestions for the improvement of this story. This story is as much hers as it is mine and because of Brandy the dialogue is richer and everything is much more accurate. This is a team effort and a much better story because of her efforts. I hope all of...
Last night (Saturday), Amanda stopped by my house, as she does every Saturday night. At 37, she still looks great: short, shoulder-length jet-black hair, hazel eyes, and full, pouty lips. Her 36C breasts I had implanted into her 20 years ago were still firm and high, and she carried her 26-inch waist attractively. "Hi, Steve," she said, taking off her jacket to reveal a light yellow cotton blouse. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra. She never does on these visits. She knows what she's here...
Introduction:The beautiful submissive wife goes through terrible abuse and humiliationCHAPTER TWO:Sonia was laying on the grass in front of the hunting lodge in a faraway forest, naked, curled up, crying and with sperm oozing out of her sore mouth, cunt and ass. She had swallowed huge loads from all six men r****g her. Her back, buttocks and loins were full of red stripes from a painful spanking with a tree branch. Her arms and legs were still shackled with handcuffs. Cakes of sperm covered her...
Hi everyone, I have been a dedicated reader of ISS for the last five years but depicting a sex encounter for the first time. Myself Rohan from Kolkata, 28 yrs old, currently staying in Bangalore for the last 2 yrs , and Gurgaon for 1 yrs prior to that ,height 5’11” average built guy who is a big time party animal and very fond of women flesh. The below narration is a true incident about one of my affairs and so it’s a bit lengthy. Some1 who needs immediate dashing and pushing can avoid this...
My time at the Flotsam Theatre was coming to an end. The play Millicent Graham had written and which was based on Faust had been a huge success and it was likely to go to London. There were also rumours that an American company wanted to put it on in New York.Nadine, or Nads as I now called her, and I were definitely an item. The L-word had reared its beautiful head and I was about as happy as I could be. She’d moved into my house, and had brought Wilberforce, her Labrador, along with her. Her...
LesbianThe Sisterhood of Sappho – Part One Judi allowed the Bentley to coast gently up the drive towards where Aldrington Hall lay nestling regally in a verdant fold in the Surrey hillside. It was hard to imagine a more quintessentially English scene, she thought, as she drank in the imposing façade, slumbering gently in the golden light of the afternoons lengthening shadows, the great British stately home, glorious residence of generations of landed gentry. Actually, she knew this to be an illusion...
This is the third in a three part presentation of a novel. You should go back and read Victorian Dreams Ch 01 and Pt 2 to gain context before reading this third piece. This part, as well, as the two parts that preceed it are Copyright 2003, 2004 by Charles F. Johnson and all rights are reserved and protected under the Copyright laws of the United stats and other countries. Chapter 57 There was only one problem. Though their hooved feet and strong muscular legs made them speedy outside where...
“Someone’s coming,” Kaci cautioned, carefully peering down the hall without daring to touch the virtual barrier locking them in the cell. They’d tested their restraints earlier, using a spare coin someone had in their pocket. All that remained was a blob of blackened melted nickel. “This might be it,” Gary warned. “At the very least, they’ll send us home again, with or without our ship. At the worst, Quichoq is likely to do us in. I certainly wouldn’t put it past him. He definitely doesn’t...
Yara Skye is a prissy little black valley girl who has poor grades and poor attendance. The dean from her prospective private school showed up at her house to inform Yara’s parents about what has been going on and how she may not be able to attend next semester. Yara couldn’t believe this. Her parents think she is an ebony angel who does everything right. It was time for Yara to use her striking good looks and luscious chocolate lips to change this man’s mind. She sucked his cock like no...
xmoviesforyou"Love is the answer, but while you are waiting for the answer, sex raises some pretty good questions." Woody Allen The worst part about waking up after an all-night fraternity party isn't the hangover; it's fighting your memory tooth and nail to remember everything that you did. Or everything that you didn't do. And when you finally figure it out, a lot of the time you wish you hadn't remembered what you fought so hard to remember. It's an added bonus to try to do it when you...
I slept well Thursday night into Friday morning and woke feeling ready to tackle the day. I showered and ate before heading to the hardware store for a little physical labor. I walked in the door about fifteen minutes early, and Mr. Solyst approached me right away. "Good morning Mr. Solyst. How are you today," broached my lips before he had a chance to speak."I'm good. In fact, I'm very good," he answered as he led me back to his office. Once inside, he continued, "Your work at Mrs....
AnalI changed to a girl (with apologies to Katy Perry) This is exactly what I planned Its my intention But I'm not brave my heart in hand Its desperation It is what I want to Just want to try it on I'm curious are you? Its my obsession ...
It was an odd day for a Thursday. Normally, the afternoon was the busiest time for Stefano's doctor's rooms, but today there were no patients at all. He decided to give Mrs Winterbottom the afternoon off as he knew she was going to a birthday party later and needed to go get a gift. It was the perfect time to catch up on some reading that he wanted to do from the latest issue of the New England Journal of Medicine."Cheers, Doctor," Mrs Winterbottom said as she left. "I will see you...
BDSMMy mind was racing. Did that really happen? Did Jared really kiss me? Why would he do that? And why did I kiss him back so passionately? I wasn't falling for this kid was I? I was. As I drove home I started to put things together in my head. When we had our first tutoring session, I was in a bad place. My life was falling apart and I didn't even want to be a teacher anymore. Jared brought something out of me. I could tell he truly cared about me and was also glad I was helping him pass his...
MatureAny resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Don't read if you are younger than 18 years old or not legally allowed to read adult material and all the usual disclaimers. A huge thank you to Oklaliz for the editing help. If you enjoy this, it is largely thanks to Oklaliz making it much more readable. Identify - Chapter 7 of 10 - A New Home Her eyelids fluttered to the full half-opened position her bedroom eyes allowed. Defused sunlight streamed into and...
I was toying with the idea of getting a tattoo, not one of those full arm jobs that seem popular with merchant sailors and hairy bikers but something discreet, somewhere discreet, if you know what I mean. I had mentioned it to my girlfriend and she didn’t object to the idea and so it was one Thursday afternoon that I pushed open the door of the tattoo parlour and walked nervously up to the empty counter. I heard a female voice call from the back of the shop “I’ll be with you in a minute.” “No...
Oral SexChapter 16: Concerns of the Progenitor The Year Five Andrew’s Story Our little head-to-head confrontation with the government, fleeting and ethereal as it was, has finally opened my eyes. Emmy almost brought down the entire US government and she didn’t even try hard. I asked her to zap the A.G. and zap him she did. In the meantime she was still trying to hit the tennis ball closer to the net, training the puppies to be guard dogs, doing essentially graduate work in six different languages,...
Part 1: A Plan is made Williams Summer Camp was an all girls camp that lasted for a week during the month of June. All of the councilors were women as it was assumed that none of the girls families would trust men with their daughters. Unknown to any of the families however was that it was in fact a man who owned not only the camp but also the land it was on. It was also unknown that the camp had actually been loosing money, and had been for years. It seemed that fewer and fewer girls between...
My First Time2009, I was stationed in Camp Pendleton, CA at the time, just back from having been in Iraq and Kuwait for the previous 9 months. I had been looking at transsexual porn for a couple years at this point, having stumbled upon it somehow almost by accident. Still don’t know exactly how it got on my computer in the first place; probably one of the many hard drive contents exchanges that happened while deployed. Either way, moving along, when I returned, I began thinking more and more...
The day after Christmas. Nothing on the schedule for today. No real reason to get out of bed considering what it looks like outside. Grey. Snowing. Nasty. Ashlee and I both use the restroom and then come back to bed. We each pull our tablets out and check in with our friends on Facebook and that is when I get a phone call. It's from Craig. "Paul! Dude, you did not have to do that." He says excitedly over the phone. "Do what?" I say playing dumb. I know full well what he is talking...
It's plain and simple, is it not? Attraction, that fatal yet impulsive that seduction of the desire to be wanted, to be used, fucked, on top for a time and will die like all erotic acts, like the withering of genitals after hours of fucking. We all have the desire to be fucked and to fuck, some can restrain, ignore even, but, for some we can't help our desiring minds and attraction leads to action, for good and for bad.He was one, that couldn't resist the charms of a cute ass or a smiley ace...
After dinner that evening, Pam told her mother she was going over to Cissy's house to do homework and Cissy told her own mother she was going over to Pam's house to study for an exam, and the two girls met in the park, hoping to see some young skateboarders who might want their cocks sucked. The only skateboarder around when they arrived looked too young to know what cocksucking was, so the two girls decided to hitchhike down to the campus mall and check out the action there. There were...
Part II - Jezebel goes to school, the Templeton Academy: where young womyn become dominatrixes and sissies are crushed into submission. We meet some of hir friends, hir Instructresses, and hir bullies. I exit the gate and head to the main road. We live in a giant gated community, with families that are only 'in the know.' Families that have sissies or otherwise dominate men. A sissy waiting for the school bus, is just something you see. No biggie. One of my neighbors, Dorcas,...
Naa pellaina moodellaku naa enimidi nelala koduku tho nenu maa vooru vochanu. Maa vooru Vishakahapatnam nunchi 15 km dooramlo vuntundi. Nenu maa ayanatho ranchi lo untanu. Ayana akkada sr. Engr. Varam kindata ayana 2 months training kosam germany vellaru. So akkada nenu okkathine enduku ani, naa koduku tho maa voru vochanu. Ikkadiki vochi moodu rojulaindi. Maa peddannayya nannu station nundi pick up chesadu. Naaku naa peddannayya ante chala respect. Ikkada konchem maa inti vishayalu cheppali....
School 2Please read School before reading School 2.Kathy calls me about 9 PM Sunday night. I am preparing Monday’s lessons. She informs me that Bob has called and found a place to stay. She then asks if I would come over Monday night about 6 PM and pretend to be tutoring April. Bob is coming to get his clothes Monday about that time and Kathy does not want to be alone when he comes. I tell her I would be glad to do that for her.Monday at school both Sherry and April are in short skirts. ...
Kris sat on a bench down on the concrete promenade before you reached the sea. Ahead of him the waves rolled in and out over the burning sun languidly, as though the heat of the sun had made them sluggish. He was dressed in cut offs and an open white shirt. What with the heat and the boredom he was expecting business to be good. There were holiday makers in the city too and those of the right persuasion always found what they were looking for. His parents were away too, for another few weeks,...