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Authors Note: There is a twist in this story. Say what what? How can it get any more twisty, with daemons and elves and whatnot. If you don't get the twist by the end of the first paragraph, how are you reading this story because you are obviously too slow to even operate a computer, yet alone live long enough to read this! It's really THAT obvious!

So why this note?

*** I just wanted to annoy you. Can't enjoy the entire story. There has to be one bit that strikes you as fucking annoying, just one part that you want to just END before you gouge out your eyes. And that end it...now.

Oh, and before I forget, I am not going to e-mail you if you put your email's in your reviews. I'm flattered, really, but I'm not going to send you emails. I'm just here to entertain you, not to have your baby's...though I would not object to that if you lived next door to me. Just not over the Internet. Who knows, I might turn out to be some kind of psychopath...and I just can't put my fans at risk like that!

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I knelt next to Daniel and grinned, resting my chin on his shoulder. He smelt of excitement and sex, his body tense and worried. Only a human would be worried in a situation like this. Now if any other race, from any land, would be thinking “How can I get some?”

Or at least that was what I was thinking.

“Did I come to early?” Liz asked as she walked into the room, checking her watch as Arlewen pulled up some chairs. She also serendipitously slid some of the pages that lay everywhere to cover the wet spots on the bed, where either I, she, or Daniel had spilled a bit.

“No...I over slept,” Arlewen said, sitting down, “Forgot to set my alarm clock and everything.”

“Oh...if you want you can get dressed,” Liz said, her brow furrowing. She recognizes the shirt, I thought.

“No, no, no!” Arlewen said, “It's such a nice morning...why would I need pants?” she laughed, lightly, spreading her legs slightly. Liz shifted, somewhat uncomfortably.

“Right.” Liz grinned, cricking her neck as she leaned back in her chair.

“So what subjects are you studying this week?” Arlewen asked, “What help do you need, to be more specific.”

“Uh...history. I can never keep it all straight in my head...” Liz trailed off, “And you can actually tell a story. History teachers teach the dates, but not what 'happened' if you get my meaning.”

“What part of history are you on?”

“World War Two and the causes leading up to it...” Liz sighed, looking at the celling as she ticked off some facts, saying, “We're also covering the Holocaust, the reasons the German people rallied behind Hitler, the Nazi part, how the Elves, Orks and Dwarves turned the tide of war...mostly in the central European area.”

“Well...” Arlewen said, her eyes dancing, “I lived through that war. And the one before that. And the one before that...but that one was quite a...hard time for the elves. I was living in Finland at the time and there were rumors of Hitler's...harsh stance on non-humans. I was one of those who thought we could stick our head in the ground and it would never effect us. Then the tanks and air planes came...”

I sighed, sitting silently down as my tail swished around my legs. Arlewen could tell a nice story, I had to admit. She painted the picture of World War Two, form the Elven perspective, quite nicely. I, and the rest of the Underworld, were quite happy that humanity and the other humanoid races had found a new way to kill one another. Saved us the trouble.

Daniel listened eagerly, watching the two of them from his hiding place. I wondered how he would react if he knew I had cast a spell of invisibility on him, shrouding us both from the two women. Why ruin his feeling of false danger. I looked at my right claws, clacking them together softly. I reached into my pocket, folding some space/time open and reaching into my personal space. After some rummaging around until I found my sharpeners and started to sharpen my claws.

Daniel looked over his shoulder at me, putting his finger onto his lips, trying to shush me.

“What?” I asked, smiling, “They can't hear or see either of us. Magic is...quite convenient...”

“Oh?” Daniel asked. His voice stirred something inside of me. I shifted slightly, uncomfortable.

“I have a great idea...” Daniel stood, tip toeing around his hiding place and walking behind Liz. I sat up, grinning. He was learning...slowly, but he was learning. I clacked my claws together as I waited.

“Then I took the rifle from his hands and brought it up. BANG! BANG! Two dead Krauts!” Arlewen gesticulated wildly. “One of them had a Panzerfaust and I ran, grabbing it as the Tiger smashed through the wall of the church. They didn't count on the agility and speed of an elf. I fired the rocket right into the barrel of the huge tank and BOOOM! It exploded in a huge ball of flames, and-”

Arlewen was cut off when Liz jumped, looking over her shoulders. I laughed, glad that they couldn't hear me. Daniel had just squeezed both of Liz's tits, hard. How was she to know he was there?

“Are you okay?” Arlewen asked.

“Uh...okay,” Liz said, her brow furrowing again, “It's just...I've been having...strange...”

“Dreams!” Arlewen said, leaning forward, eyes wide, “I need studies on dreams. What kind of dreams? I've covered light dreams, deep dreams, precognitive dreams and waking dreams, but I still need to study-”

“Whoa!” Liz said, raising her hands, “Slow down Wen.”

“Wen?” Daniel mouthed at me, forgetting he couldn't be heard.

“Sorry.” Arlewen said, “It's just...my research has been going so well”

She leaned back in her chair, legs spreading slightly as she did so.

“What...what have you been researching?” Liz asked.

Arlewen smiled faintly, “Oh this and that.”

I noticed that a faint stain was appearing on Arlewen's panties, barely obvious against the dark red lace that she was wearing. Daniel slipped behind her, still trying to be stealthy.

“You are invisible and inaudible!” I shouted. Daniel jumped and shot me a nasty look. I laughed, standing.

“So...describe your dream,” Arlewen said as I walked behind Liz. Liz's ears were red as spoke.

“I am...walking home,” Liz said, “And I feel this...need in my...my...privates.”

“Oh?” Arlewen said, “I need to study wet dreams...go on.”

“Then I see something, at the end of the hallway. Two...glowing red eyes. These eyes...” Liz stammered, her cheeks burning, “They excite me,”

I move in front of Liz, kneeling as I did so.

“I go down the alleyway.” Liz was sounding more confident, as if the more she spoke the less she worried about talking.

I place my hands on her knees, gently. I slowly push Liz open. I reach into her mind with my own and place the suggestion of heat in her loins. Liz scratched her stomach as her legs came to rest, fully open. She's wearing jeans, as per usual, and I could smell the wetness between her legs.

“Then a hand go's over my mouth,” Liz said, softly, “And I am forced to the ground...”

I hear Arlewen shift in her seat. I glance over my shoulder and see that Daniel is softly teasing at her nipples, pricking them between his fingers and jerking them before letting go, feeling them easily through the thin fabric of Arlewen's shirt. I looked back at Liz's crotch as she murmured.


“Then my clothes are ripped off my body...and I'm struggling.”

“A nightmare?” Arlewen gasped, sitting up as Daniel continued to play with her nipples. My tail flicked slightly, wrapping around the leg of Liz's chair. That was the best way to keep it from moving too much...

“No...” Liz smiled as she spoke, “It's...hot.”

“Hot?” Arlewen said, “Rape fantasy's?”

Liz shook herself, sitting up slightly.

“I wouldn't call them...fantasy's,” Liz said, blinking away the daze she had been in, “Silly thoughts. I mean, who would want to be raped...”

“Well,” Arlewen stood and Daniel jumped back, not wanting to bump into her any more than he already was, “How many times have you had this dream? Sometimes the mind is trying to tell you something.”

“Just once,” Liz said, “Uh...is it getting hot in here, or is that me?”

It was, actually. I had placed my hands on her thighs and let my natural temperature slowly infuse Liz.

“A little,” Arlewen said, still standing beside Liz.

“Is it okay if I take this off?” Liz asked, gesturing to her shirt.

“I'm not wearing pants,” Arlewen said, cocking an eyebrow.

“She is such a fucking whore,” Daniel said, his voice dark as he let his pants drop to the ground. Liz let her shirt drop to the ground, almost hitting me as it fell. Underneath she wore a black, lacy bra and nothing else. Her tribal tattoos spread over her chest, still an enticing sight. I wondered exactly what tribe she had come from.

“What tribe did you come from?” Arlewen asked as she placed her hands on Liz's shoulders.

“What are you doing!” Liz asked, almost standing.

“Didn't mind fucking her as long as she had a bad grade...” Daniel muttered, kneeling beside me.

“You look tense, for one thing,” Arlewen said, massaging Liz's shoulders, “And for another...I need to practice my massage.”

Liz leaned her head back and groaned as Arlewen squeezed her shoulders, long, slender fingers taking out the tense muscles.

“Thats nice,” she murmured.

“I recently studied some things that...I was wondering if you wanted to explore?” Arlewen murmured, her hands slowly moving down Liz's back, pushing her forward. Arlewen unhooked Liz's bra as she massaged the humans back. Liz sighed as her bra fell onto my face. She opened her eyes and saw her bra floating in the air about three feet of the ground. I took the bra and threw it away, but the damage was done.

Liz sat up, eyes wide. I cut off her scream with my lips, pressing against her as I dropped the shroud from myself, keeping it on Daniel. Arlewen laughed as I broke the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between Liz and me.

“You...you from the dream!” Liz said, “What...where...why!”

“Maybe this is a dream...maybe that was real, and this was real. Maybe you're going to get your brains fucked out. Who knows?” I grinned, looping my hands around Liz's neck and pulling her to the ground. She fell, pushing me onto my back. It hurt a bit, forcing my quills to bend slightly as I hit, but it was worth it for the kiss. Liz's tongue pushed into my mouth, her hand locked with mine.

Liz gasped as my tail lashed her back, drawing a thin line of blood. Her eyes teared up as I rolled her onto her back, my hands grabbing her wrists and pressing them down.

“Why?” she asked as my tail looped around one of her tits.

“You love it,” I whispered, “You love every hurt, every humiliation. I bet if you had a choice, you'd film this and put it on the Internet”

Liz gulped and, to my satisfaction, nodded.

Daniel was standing by, his hand slowly massaging his cock. I let the shroud fall from him and grinned at Arlewen's gasp of surprise.

“What are...what are you going to do to me?” Liz asked as I spread my legs, planting my groin on her stomach.

“You are going to have a...nice meal,” I grunted, sliding my body forward and exposing my buttocks to Liz. She wasn't going to get my pussy...yet. My tail slithered over Liz's body, finding her slit. Liz gasped, her tongue already reaching to lick my ass, as my tail shoved into her pussy. Her tongue stopped its wonderful contact with my butt, Liz's head falling back as my tail writhed inside her.

“Oh god,” Liz clenched her fists as she moaned, “Oh god! I can feel it...”

I slid my tail out and was rewarded with a slickness that was part pussy juices, part blood. I rolled onto my front, leaving my boiling pussy in front of Liz's face. I bent my head and started to lick Liz's body, kissing her tights and running my lips along her skin. Liz grabbed my buttocks and pulled me down to her waiting tongue and lips. She started to eat me out, flicking my clit with a single minded ferocity that...reminded me of some bad memories. I gasped, the memories coming to the front despite my best efforts.

I looked up and saw that Arlewen was sitting in the chair that I had pulled Liz out of, her fingers spreading her pussy as Daniel played with her tits from behind, nipping and nibbling at her ears as he did so.

“Get some rope...” I said. Arlewen sat up even as Daniel pinched her nipples, hard. She gritted her teeth and writhed, legs rubbing against one another.

“Why?” Daniel asked, his eyes showing that he already knew what was in mind.

“Lets help Liz live out her...fantasy.” I stood, sad to leave that savage mouth behind. Liz sat up, but as she sat up I spun and placed my foot on her neck, slowly pushing her back down.

“Who said you could get up, slave?” I asked. Liz placed her hands protectively on her neck, still able to breath...because I allowed her.

“Now...plead forgiveness, slave,” I hissed, moving my foot away from her neck.

“Fo...Forgive me, master,” Liz said, kneeling and bowing her head.

“Who is the master?” Arlewen asked, walking behind me. I relaxed my quills, allowing them to lie flat so Arlewen could reach around my chest and start to juggle my tits. It was a nice background sensation, but after someone's lived as long as me, it just stopped working as well as it had.

“We are,” I said, my tail slipping along Arlewen's leg, slipping up and between her ass crack. Arlewen squirmed, her hands squeezing harder. Daniel came back from poking around the apartment.

“I couldn't find any ropes,” He said, somewhat apologetically.

“No matter,” I said, waving my hand through the air and summoning some line. Arlewen squeezed my nipples one last time before taking the ropes.

“Stand, slave,” I hissed. Liz stood and dared to look me in the eyes. I lashed her with my claws, drawing five shallow cuts across her face. Liz gasped, feeling her cheek as my other hand grabbed her around the neck. Liz gasped as I picked her off the floor. I grinned, knowing my eyes flamed.

“Listen, slave,” I said, “If you dare to look me in the eyes again, I will kill you and drink your blood”

I threw her onto the bed, glancing at Arlewen and Daniel. Daniel looked hard as a rock and a thin trickle of wetness ran down Arlewen's thigh. This was going to be fun.

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==================I know from a female perspective how the first raw insertion of a mans hard thick cock feels between the swollen drenched wet lips of my pussy. At the same time I'm curious... how does it feel to you guys out there, when you feel the throbbing head of your cock enter her aching opening for the first time?Any and all replies are appreciated.I refer to each and every time you enter a woman, not just a virgin. I am seeking to comprehend if men anticipate it as much as we do. I...

3 years ago
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Something different2

Now finished, I step back to admire my handiwork and your almost-naked body in the dim lighting, my eyes lingering on the hardening shape in the front of your panties telling me that you're enjoying this almost as much as I am. A few moments past as I'm lost in the curves of your body, your pert breasts and hard nipples, and I see you shiver in anticipation, the silence clearly not wasted on you. I step forward now, standing behind you, placing my hands lightly on your bare shoulders. It...

3 years ago
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Something different1

"Joanne I understand but we are still getting supplies and it seems by the traffic report that it will be a few hours until we can make it back. Nathan should almost be done boarding the windows outside, just let him in and he will keep you company until we can make it back. Love you." She hung up the phone, not satisfied, still scarred. Nathan was a ranch hand that lived in a trailer on the property. He was barely 20 years old and had a good relationship with the family. Joanne...

4 years ago
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Calculus Leads To Differentiation And Integration

Hi to all of you on ISS. My name is Shanti, I’m posting my experiences once again on this site. I hope this gets published too and I’m eager to see the responses from all the readers. Fact is, I’m a married woman, settled in Chennai now, with a kid. I’m 31 years of age, dark brown skinned (a typical Indian skin color) smooth skin, 5′ 1″ height with a 34 – 26 – 36 figure. When this incident happened I was 19 years old, studying in college in Trichy, Tamil Nadu. I’ll narrate this episode in...

4 years ago
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A 101 Forced Perspective

by Alex Greene writing as ‘Fiat Knox’ Copyright © Alex Greene. All rights reserved. The sound of a chainsaw jolted Julia Markham out of her dream. She opened her eyes suddenly and gasped. For a moment she could not register where she was. Gradually, awareness came to her. She was in her bedroom, back in her house. It was the morning, with early sunlight filtering through the curtains. She was naked and hungry. And the chainsaw started again, outside. Cursing under her breath, Julia slowly...

4 years ago
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A Matter of Perspective

Perfect… just perfect! Liz ran up the steps to the second floor bathroom with a plunger in hand. What else can go wrong? At least the darn thing wasn’t actually overflowing, thank heavens for small favors. Liz had been planning today’s family reunion for the past year. She thought she’d planned everything so well that it would run like clockwork but Murphy’s Law had prevailed. ‘Why did I ever get the idea of a family reunion?’ she wondered aloud. It had started four years before when Liz had...

1 year ago
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Sharing is caring from her perspective

However, moments later, without so much as a sound and before I could open my eyes, hands gripped my head. A blindfold was roughly forced over my face. Then I was then hauled from the warm sleeping bag and tent which I had blissfully entered only a few hours previously. Any previous sensations were brutally replaced with adrenaline, panic and the sound of my heart beating rapidly in my ears. Blind and confused, I was dragged out of the tent, and on to my knees. Instantly, my breath was taken...

4 years ago
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Naughty Natalie Male Perspective

Her name was Natalie, she moved in next door about three months prior. Remembering that on it's own got me hard, I mean how could it not? the perky tits under her tight pink crop top just teasing all who look? Or how about the short..Oh how I loved the shorts, short tight denim daisies that gripped her ass in all the right spots, and when she pulled them up high enough her bare ass peeked out the bottom. But, the outfit she wore wasn't my favorite part of her moving in, it was the placement...

3 years ago
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The Breeders Life 5 A Mans Perspective

I'd have the whore naked if office etiquetted allowed which it sadly did not. My father had said he had expected me to treat her with more respect than I was, I laughed and said why would I treat a whore with respect. She carries your children you should be more respectful than you are. Not that I want the whore in that way or her children for that matter. They would go to an orphange if I had any say in the matter. Though I suspect my mother the bitch will have something to say about that....

2 years ago
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Gangbang Women In Heat A Cameramans Perspective

I had left my apartment that morning and headed for the studio; I was an average looking 35-year-old man, alone after an early night of casual sex with two women from yesterday’s movie. I relished having no family to account to on a daily basis since my divorce. My parents were deceased and my younger half brother Greg didn’t approve of my occupation. Greg was an uptight professional on Wall Street and thought that what I did was sleazy. I, on the other hand, thought I had the best...

2 years ago
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Train adventure the male perspective

We are on a train at the end of a long job it’s dark and we are sitting across from each other. There is a table between us. You have a skirt on we have been exchanging pleasantries when I start to rub my foot against your legs. You open them and I start to get braver rubbing your thighs with my foot. Surprisingly you suddenly get up and head for the toilets…   A few minutes later you return to the seat with a certain look on your face. You sit back down I look around and see that the only...

4 years ago
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A Matter of Perspective

"You're sure this device will work?" John asked. He fidgeted his wrist as Billy tightened a watch-like machine on him. "Yeah, you should have been there, I was having a conversation with her, but it was like we were talking past each other." "But, where did you find this watch and the rest of these junk?" Looking at his watch, John could see it looked like a dead smartwatch except for a bright red button. Billy laughed as he shook his head. "This isn't junk, we're sitting on a fucking gold mine...

Mind Control
2 years ago
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The White Bull The Cucks Perspective

Your relationship had never been what one might call ‘fiery’. It probably couldn’t even really be called exciting, now you think about it, which you do while you walk home from the train station. But God knows you’re dependable and you’re sure she likes that about you. You had prospects and you’ve pretty much achieved them in the ten years you’ve been married, you think with a smile. The father in law really approves of that!She was very pretty and people said she was vivacious but you’ve never...

Cuckold
2 years ago
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Victims Perspective

I'm opting to put this under Mind Control because it encompasses so many fetishes on CHYOA, and at its heart, mind control is the inspiration for this idea. This story is not expressly limited to Mind Control, but it is the focus. What follows are stories told from the point-of-view of the victim. Expect inner monologues, bizarre justifications for actions and perhaps even a little comedy. They are organized by fetish and gender; writers are instructed to note introduction of a primary fetish...

Mind Control
2 years ago
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A Womans Perspective

A spreading infection that turns people into insatiable lactating sluts? Sounds unlikely, but that's exactly what this story is about, while most stories in this universe focus on the men, we will focus on the women. There are different types of women that have been infected, here's a list for your benefit: Normal Infected: These are transformed women or men that didn't use a "cure," these women are insatiable sluts as usual, and will do anything for sex, their breasts are massive and always...

Fantasy
2 years ago
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first time getting dick flashedfemale perspective

This is a true story circa 2012. One morning im walking back from my exes sisters house who was my bff at the time and we hung out all the time drinking wine and such. She stayed about 5 blocks from me so i was walking home to shower n change clothes and return. I was walking home in just a white tee and grey short shorts. I got to the end of her block and this blue nissan that drives around the neighborhood was pulling to a stop by me. The driver had his window down and offered me a ride I was...

2 years ago
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Alone In The Dark His Perspective

NOTE: This is a companion piece to 'Alone in the dark', which I recommend reading first.*You're alone in the dark until I enter.I open the door as little as possible, so there's not enough light to see you, and I close it quickly.I stand there silently, giving my eyes time to adjust until I can see the discreet glowing stickers placed on the frame you are strapped to. There are just enough of them that I can orient myself and find you, but you have no idea they are there.My feet bare, I softly...

BDSM
4 years ago
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Married Sissies a Doms Perspective

I absolutely love all the submissive married guys you can find on popular gay hookup apps/websites these days and I have been seeking them out for years. I’m not sure if it is just my city but there seems to be an endless supply that all fit the same mold. They are all 30-50 years old, sometimes a little chubby, and have a poor quality ass/body shot as their profile picture. They’ll refuse to share a face pic (discreet) but inevitably when they show up they are wanting to be used like a...

4 years ago
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Facing Facts A Cuckolds Perspective

[A cuckold husband talks about his experience as a cuckold, and other related issues pertaining to his experiences. Inspired by my good friends A, and her husband T.]Q. Doesn't it ever bother you, even a little, that Mara's carrying another guys baby, instead of yours?A. No, it doesn't. I've been asked that question a lot. It seems difficult for a lot of people to understand that.Q. Is it true that you and your wife are planning on her having another baby, and by another guy?A. Yes, that's...

1 year ago
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A Cuckolds Perspective

[Once again, this is for A & T, who's real-life adventure in Africa has inspired this narrative. Names and other details regarding who they are have been changed and altered to protect their true identities. Once again, thank you A & T! As before, I will use the structure of an 'interview' to explore the cuckold lifestyle.]Q. I'd like to thank you for agreeing to set down and talk with me about what can only be regarded as a very personal and intimate subject.A. I want to try and...

4 years ago
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A matter of perspective

It was a hot summer day as Jack accompanied his mother on the country outing her office had arranged. After a ride of forty-five minutes into the hills west of the city, they had reached a park built around an old ranch. Any number of activities could be done, all of them boring to a young man like Jack back from his first year of grad school, but his mother had insisted he come. Finding the thought of yet another day reading more tedious than he could bear, he agreed readily enough, and the...

Straight Sex
4 years ago
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A New Perspective

Damn, what a day. A phone call wakes me up at 4 AM, an hour earlier than I should be waking up. It's my mom, bitching about her back and how she needs more Vicodin. Hearing my mom in pain is horrifying, but so is the idea of her becoming a dope fiend. Images of crackheads roaming outside my door flash into my mind. I was in med school and needed a cheap place to stay, and addicts abound wherevery "affordable" housing is available. "Affordable" is a relative term and took a new meaning for me at...

2 years ago
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The Lonely Salesman Ch 2 ndash Conniersquos perspective

Philly was still sound asleep as I came out of the most restful and contented night of sleep I’d had in a very long time. I was still snuggled tightly against his body with my head resting on his chest. I didn’t move a muscle not wanting to wake him before he was ready. As I lay there his warm body felt so good touching mine. His arm that had held me tightly to him as we fell asleep last night now rested on the satin bed sheets just behind me. I looked up at his face. He looked so peaceful...

2 years ago
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A slutwife story from the female perspective

Wife story with female POV (If you know who wrote it..pleeease let me know).Wife, mother, career woman, suburban homemaker -- that's all me. Nothing out of the ordinary in my life -- or so I thought. Happily married to Phil for nine years, and the mother of charming, brilliant, adorable, 6-year-old Bobby, I was comfortable with my role and responsibilities. I guess that's why finding Phil's "secret" was such a shock to my system. Let me tell you about it: It was a beautiful Spring Friday and...

4 years ago
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A meeting from my perspective

He was my friend, a man I had worked with for several years and then continued to see afterwardsfor drinks nights and at parties and the like. A good looking guy with a way with women I was always jealous of.Over time I began to notice a difference in the way we three - him, my Wife and myself got on socially.It was always the 3 of us making arrangements to meet others. He'd call to see if we were going outsome place and if so he said he'd meet us there. At parties for example, we three would...

4 years ago
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Wife met her BBC friend alone her perspective

I met my M-man at the door with a kiss. We talked very little. He doesn’t waste anytime when he first gets there. He sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled me down on top of him. We both love to kiss a lot! He plays soft like I do and uses his hands to touch me all over. We kissed while he ran his hands under my blouse and inside my pants. I wore a low-rise pair of black pants with a lowcut blouse with matching bra and lowrise briefs. I told him I was wearing more this time so he...

2 years ago
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Sexual Submissions A Switches Perspective

So this week was rather intriguing for me.In what I thought was going to be me and my gf (dominatrix) breaking up since we were drifting and becoming rather hostile towards each other. Turned itself into a rather interesting Fetish night after a rave.Being a switch and calling this back to back may ask you why the fuck did I entitle it so?Well, the night before since we were technically broken up fully for a few days I had already submitted a nice slave :) (for those who do not know I am a...

2 years ago
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Sukanya And Me From My Perspective

It all started on the fateful evening 20 years ago. I was minding my own business and walking down the road at 7:30pm. I was a very quite, thin teenager of 16 years, just finished my 10th and looking forward to college. I was about 5’7” weighing around 58 kgs, brown eyes, black hair and a thin just sprouting mustache. I had never shaved my face before, so there was a thin beard also. I was always a very clean kid and made sure that I was always presentable. I did not have any friends as such,...

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