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A few nights ago I was watching adult television all by
myself, and getting seriously horny over a programme
showing a lesbian seduction. You will understand that it
is not always easy for a sixty-year-old woman to find a
female lover at short notice.

Sometimes when I feel this way, I am able to slip into
my sixteen year old granddaughter’s bed. Her mother
always tells me to use her daughter whenever I feel the
need. “So much better to keep it in the family rather
than trying to pick up some bimbo in a bar!” she says.
However this time Angela was away for a few days and
Serena was away working somewhere, so I was left all
alone.

Eventually, I gave in to my impulses and went to bed for
a masturbation session with only memories to excite me.
The image uppermost in my mind was of my friend Pam
Bennett’s daughter, Wendy. This is one lovely girl.
Still only sixteen, she has the maturity of an older
woman with the body of a teenager. I went to sleep with
my fingers deep in my pussy and the memory of the first
time I tasted adorable Wendy’s girl juice on my tongue.

Next day I awoke with the same lustful feelings. I know
that when I get into one of these moods, only a good
fuck with a teen baby will relax me. I was going up the
wall, and mid-morning I gave in and rang Pam. “Pam
dear,” I said, “Would you mind if I came around to see
you this afternoon?”

Pam said she would be delighted to see me again and she
added that Wendy was off school, studying and would be
pleased to see me too.

“Oh good,” I said, “I am really looking forward to
seeing her.”

Pam laughed, “So it’s her that you really want is it? I
might have guessed that a sixteen year old would appeal
to you more than forty year old me.”

“Do you mind, Pam dear?” I asked, delighted that she had
perceived my need.

“No way,” Pam laughed, “Trust me. I will have her all
ready for you when you arrive.”

I had a quick lunch, showered and left on the short
drive to the Bennett house. I was in quite a state and I
was agog to see what Pam had arranged. I knocked at
their door. Pam opened it and finger on lips invited me
in. She pointed to the stairs and gave me a gentle push
upwards.

I ran up the stairs to Wendy’s room. Despite the
sunlight outside, the room curtains were drawn and just
one ceiling spotlight was shining onto the centre of the
king-size bed. In the pool of light lay the naked body
of my dear friend’s beautiful daughter. Wendy was on her
back with her lovely face framed by a halo of fine
blonde hair. Her hands were behind her head. I knew then
that Pam had arranged her that way so that the full
breasts were held high on her ribcage.

Her well-muscled belly surrounded the deep indent of her
navel. She was holding her long slender legs slightly
apart so that I could make out the neat slit of her cunt
with her slick lips gleaming in the light. Her clitoral
hood was surmounted with a neat tuft of soft blonde fur,
freshly trimmed to decorate but not hide my view of her
vulva. The lovely sex angel raised her arms towards me,
and smiled a welcome. It took me only a moment to fling
off my clothes and climbing onto the bed, I swept her
into my arms.

We kissed. Wendy has a lovely mouth and I have always
enjoyed kissing her. As we enjoyed the feel of each
other’s tongues deep in our mouths, I was conscious of
the wonderful body pressed so tightly against mine. As
always I felt a wave of gratitude to Pam for allowing me
to have her daughter so often.

I broke the kiss and moved my mouth down her body to her
full breasts. Have you ever seen one of those girls
whose nipples get so swollen and puffy that it seems
that their breasts have breasts of their own? Wendy is
like that; her nipples get so swollen that you would
think they would burst if you scraped a fingernail
against them.

I took the right nipple into my mouth and she lay back
with a moan as I suckled her. I put my hand on her pussy
and as I pressed into her, I felt her sexlips part. I
slipped two fingers deep into her hole and worked them
against her cuntmeat to get her juices flowing. In my
mouth, her tit tasted wonderful, just a hint of salt as
her sweat flowed. Keeping my hands on her breasts, I
turned my body so that I was kneeling between Wendy’s
legs so that I could easily eat her cunt. Youngsters’
cunts have a beauty all their own, and Wendy’s was no
exception. It was lying open with a lovely hot pink
fleshy interior. Her clit was already peeping out of its
hood and with a cry of lust I bent my head to take the
pearly bud between my lips.

Wendy has a clitty of about a quarter inch, so I can
easily grasp it with my lips and work on its shaft with
my tongue. Wendy started to thrash, but I wanted to be
in position to drink her jism flow as she came, so I
left her bud and plunged my tongue deep into her.

Sure enough, this was sufficient to push the darling
over the edge and as she orgasmed, I allowed her flow to
fill my mouth. Wendy has a unique taste, fruity yet
salty and with quite a thick consistency. I savoured it
in my mouth and swallowed it down. I lay back on the bed
and let my limbs relax. Wendy knew it was her turn now
to repay me for her pleasure.

Every time I let Wendy do me, I benefit from the sex
training given to her by her mother. Pam had taught her
daughter just how to excite all her lesbian partners.
She knew I was not in the mood for much foreplay, so
went straight for my pussy. The sensation of her still
swollen lips on my cunt was sublime. Older ladies clits
are usually longer than youngsters and not so covered by
the fold. As she took hold of mine, I felt electric
shocks, which seemed to run from my clit to my nipples
to my mouth.

My lover suckled my clit like a baby at its mother’s
breast. I felt the orgasm begin, with a fluttering deep
within me. Then as the darling sucked and pushed a
finger right up my vagina, the climax blossomed
throughout my fevered body. With a great howl I let all
my frustrations go. Wendy kept the orgasm going as long
as she could and eventually, I pushed her head away and
pulled her up into a loving grateful embrace.

As we lay there basking in the aftermath of a truly
glorious fuck, there was a tap at the door and Pam came
in with a tea tray. It seemed the most natural thing in
the world for Pam to sit, fully clothed, beside her
naked daughter and her daughter’s lover, drinking tea.
Pam looked so fresh and clean while we two were drenched
in sweat and love juice. As we lay there chatting, Pam
asked me about my phone call.

“Why did you feel like that? I would have thought you
would have plenty of friends you could call on when you
feel horny.”

I admitted that I found it difficult to find just the
type of girls I need.

“Well, “Pam said, “Wendy is always here if you find
yourself alone.”

She turned to Wendy and asked her if there were any of
her friends she could introduce to me. “Maybe, but I
have a better idea.”

Wendy said. “Why don’t you and Sophie go to Jean’s
health club for the weekend? Remember that Louise told
us that Rosy and Posy were working there now.”

“Are they the twins I met when you came to the hotel?” I
asked, remembering the time I first met Pam and Wendy. I
had been working as a waitress when I had been asked to
serve lunch to a party in one of the hotel rooms. The
afternoon had ended with Pam and me and Louise, the
twins’ mother taking Rosy and Posy and Wendy on a king
size bed.

“What a good idea,” said Pam and went off to telephone.
In a few moments she returned to tell us it was all
arranged. “And Rosy and Posy are to be our personal
therapists for the whole weekend. Pam and Wendy bundled
me into my clothes and rushed me home. We had only a
couple of hours to get ready for our trip.

The Main Feature

Pam came to collect me for our trip to the health club.
She explained to me that it was run by her friend Jean
Burroughs for women only. Pam said there would only be a
few other guests there and that each guest would have a
therapist. These young women were trained to be totally
available to their guests at all times.

My girl would be there for sex, if that was what I
wanted, or to bath me, or prepare a meal or anything
else. We were both dying to see the twins again. “I
wonder if they are still virgin,” I laughed.

“And I wonder who else will be there,” said Pam. “The
last time I was there, two pop stars were guests as
well.” And she told me their names. I would love to have
seen them for myself, especially as Pam told me that
everyone was naked at all times. I think we all lust
over the famous girl group’s bodies, don’t we?

We arrived to a wonderful welcome. Jean was standing on
the steps; she escorted us to our room. This was truly
lovely, much nicer than the hotel where I worked. A
large room it had two double beds, comfortable sofa and
the usual bathroom fittings. On a terrace was a Jacuzzi,
which looked very inviting. Jean suggested we should
disrobe, and I was pleased to see her approving look as
she scanned my trim figure.

“I am sure you will be pleased to meet your fellow
guests, but I must ask you to be very discreet, they are
rather well known and we do not want to spoil their
visit.” she said, “There are just two couples. One
couple consists of a member of the royal family, she has
a strange masculine official name, but is all woman, we
call her Marie. She is with her lady in waiting. The
other two are very pretty girls, both married to pop
singers. Patsy and Meg often come here to get away from
their husbands and enjoy some proper lesbian loving. Now
would you like to meet your therapists?” She touched the
bell push between the beds.

We all heard the soft knock at the door. Jean signed to
us to sit one on each bed, and she herself went to the
door. We gasped in admiration to see the darling twins
again. They came into the room together totally naked.

Nearly identical, they were tall and slender. They still
had their manes of blonde hair cascading down their
backs. Their breasts were held high on their ribcages,
quite small but perfectly conical. Both had
exceptionally large nipples so that the breasts were
about half white meat and half pink. Flat bellies led to
the only difference between them. Jean laughed to see us
looking at the teenager’s mounds.

“I have shaved Rosy and left Posy with a tuft.” she
said, “So that you can tell them apart!” Long legs
completed the pretty picture the sisters made as they
posed for our approval. “Now I will leave you alone for
now. Remember the girls will do anything you want. Come
and join the other guests for dinner at eight.” The
elegant woman left, closing the door softly behind her.

Rosy and Posy ran to our sides and gave us big hugs.
Jean had not told them that we were to be their guests,
so they were delightfully surprised to find they were to
look after their first lovers. We asked them all about
their lives now. They told us how much they were
enjoying working for Jean. “It is not like work at all,
“said Rosy, “A lovely place to live and lots and lots of
lovely lesbians to have sex with.” “And no men!” added
Posy, “We are both still cherry, ” she said proudly.

Pam and I had one decision to make, which would take
Posy and which Rosy. In the end we agreed to work as a
foursome. The twins agreed to serve us both equally.
When they suggested we should all go to the Jacuzzi we
agreed eagerly. We felt like princesses as we sat in the
warm foaming water, a glass of champagne to hand and on
each of our knees, a lovely teen blonde nymphet. I had
Posy, the one with the tuft. This was bliss.

Her mouth was there for me to feed on as and when I
wanted and her lovely conical breasts were under my
hand. I just took and she gave! Pam proposed that we
have a race to see who could give their baby an orgasm
first. We laid them down side-by-side on the Jacuzzi
surround and knelt in the bath so we could reach the two
pink cunts.

“Go,” said Pam and we both fell to our virgin cunt meal.
Within moments both babes were gasping. I have noticed
that older lesbians can bring on a teen’s orgasm like no
one else. Soon both therapists were rocking as their
orgasms hit. We agreed it had been a dead heat.

Soon it would be time for dinner, of course we did not
have to dress for it, but we did our make up. I helped
the girls put their hair up. They really looked a treat.
I took Rosy’s hand and Pam took Posy. We strolled
together to the cocktail bar. The other guests were
there before us. The two singer’s wives looked very
sweet and sexy, but all eyes were drawn to the Princess.
She was an older woman, but very beautiful and elegant,
with a classic fit body.

We were introduced to her and she graciously
complimented us on our therapists. She told us that her
own therapist was also delightful and would be joining
her shortly. The lady in waiting was quite young. I
guessed she had been chosen for her beauty and I
wondered just what her duties involved! Just then we
heard the Princess say, “Come and meet my new friends,
darling.”

I turned to meet her therapist. Imagine my surprise when
I found myself face to face with my own granddaughter,
Serena. I was amazed. I had never thought that she would
have gone in for this type of work. It was only a few
months ago that Pam and I had helped in her first
seduction.

“Do I understand you two know each other?” I heard the
Princess asking as she watched Serena and I greeting
each other. I proudly acknowledged her as my
granddaughter, “I hope she is serving you well?” I said.

The Princess assured me that my Serena was everything a
bored princess could ask for. As if to show off, she
took my granddaughter into her arms and kissed her
deeply. Meanwhile Pam and the twins had ordered
cocktails for us all and were waiting for me to join
them on a deep sofa. We sat and flirted while sipping
our drinks.

The twins were too young for alcohol, but we let them
sip ours and soon they became quite merry. I was pleased
to see Serena sitting on the Princess’s knee, while her
guest amused herself by anointing her breasts with
cherries and lemon slices and eating them off her. Even
while dancing with her own therapist, the lady in
waiting kept her eyes on her mistress all the time.

Suddenly a gong sounded and we all walked into the
dining room. There was one large table laid for a formal
dinner. My heart lurched when I realised that the
centrepiece was the decorated body of a young girl.

Pam whispered, “That is Penny, Jean’s daughter. She was
my therapist last time I was here.”

We all sat down around the table, where a waitress
served the first course. It was a cold prawn dish and I
was amused to see that both the singer’s wives asked for
it to be served on their therapists’ breasts. They
pushed aside their cutlery and just used their lips to
eat it up. Rosy and I shared the dish each feeding the
other. We could not avoid getting the sauce on our faces
so cleaned each other with our kisses.

The second course was a hot dish of roast meat, which we
all enjoyed. I saw that Serena spent the time her
Princess was eating in massaging the woman’s large
breasts. The royal nipples swelled beautifully.

Dessert consisted of all kinds of fruit presented in
phallic shapes. The Princess led us off by slipping a
banana into Penny’s quim and working it in and out
before taking it to share with Serena. We all used Penny
to enhance our fruit. Patsy poured cream into her belly
button for us to dip our fruit into.

Pam placed a strawberry into the teen’s mouth and ate it
out in a passionate kiss. At last the erotic feast was
over, and following Jean’s instructions we guests
assembled in the drawing room for coffee and the
cabaret. Serena went with the Princess, but the other
therapists left by another door, only to reappear
dressed as gypsy girls.

Sweet music played and the girls danced delightfully.
Every so often one of them would come to her guest and
indicate that we should remove a garment. All the while,
the Princess kept Serena on her knee, fondling and
kissing her nakedness as they watched the entertainers.
Soon all the girls were quite naked.

Rosy and Posy’s bodies were glowing with their
exertions. One of the other girls had spectacular
breasts, and I saw that the lady in waiting was
fascinated by them. One by one, the girls sank into a
circle, where they quickly daisy chained so that each
had a cunt to suck and were in turn sucked by the next
girl.

We guests were free to cheer them on and caress their
fire lit bodies. Soon all of them were orgasming
together, and the musky smells of girl sex enveloped us
all. The girls all got to their feet and curtsied
prettily. We applauded their efforts. Couples started to
pair off and hand in hand went off to their rooms, where
I guess some serious lesbian fucking would take place.
Pam and I took our twins’ hands and led them to our
waiting bedroom.

We were all feeling a little warm so together we took a
shower. The cubicle was big enough for us all with a
squeeze, so Pam and I took it upon ourselves to wash the
teenagers’ sweet bodies. You can imagine how good they
looked standing breast to breast while we soaped and
rinsed them. Then they did the same for us. We all dried
off and went into the bedroom.

“What would you like?” asked Rosy, “Do you want to go to
bed or would you like Posy and I to put on a show for
you first?” Pam and I agreed that would be wonderful and
so the two sisters commenced to give us our very own
private lesbian incest show. They moved into each
other’s arms and commenced with a long french-kiss. It
was obvious to me that they were deeply in love and
relishing the chance to pleasure each other. It was so
good to be able to move up close to the participants and
be able to see every nuance of their passion.

Soon the girls moved into a breast 69 position where
they each suckled the others puffy nipples. As they kept
their long thighs apart, Pam and I were able to see and
indeed play with their exposed pussies. Pam was getting
impatient, so she gently moved the babes’ bodies into
the full 69. Pam took up position behind Posy’s head and
I behind Rosy’s.

Thus I saw the loving way Rosy opened her sister’s cunt
and reached for its depths with an agile tongue. I
helped her by popping Posy’s baby clit and as Rosy
tongue fucked her twin, I diddled her.

Together we brought Posy up to a full rolling multiple
orgasms. I saw Rosy throw her own head back as Pam and
her sister procured the same wonderful sensations in her
body. Both the teenagers were quite vocal, as we two
older more experienced lesbians ensured that their
bodies sustained the maximum enjoyment. Soon however
they relaxed, and we took them off for a cool wash.

As I flannelled off Rosy’s love juices from Posy’s body,
I felt a real rush of love for the darling twins. We
paired off for bed, knowing that it was our turn to be
made love to. The girls proved as adept at giving us
pleasure as they had for each other.

Finally it was time for sleep, but the girls had one
final surprise for us. “Would you like to have us both
together through the night? There is plenty of room in
one bed.” So we slept four in the bed, Pam and I on the
outside with the two babes held by the breasts close as
spoons in front of us. In turn they embraced each other,
face to face. Several times in the night, I woke and
took the opportunity to finger fuck one or other of the
twins.

I know Pam did the same.

Next day we were given several treatments, massages and
facials. One special, which we enjoyed, was when Jean
bandaged us tightly against our therapists. She left us
in a steam box, to sweat and enjoy the feelings of
immobility and of having a teen babe’s body tight
against our own. The only parts of us able to move were
our faces, so we took the opportunity to have a
prolonged kiss with our sister lovers.

When we were released, we were amused to watch my grand
daughter being wrapped into a similar bundle with her
little firm breasts against her Princess’s larger ones.
After lunch we said goodbye to all our new friends. As
we were getting into the car, we saw the lady in waiting
run up to us. “The Princess asked me to thank you for
letting her have your granddaughter.” she laughed,
“Don’t be surprised if she gets a summons to come and
see the Princess again soon.”

Conclusion

Angela was waiting for me when I got home. She was so
pleased that I had had a good time and wanted to know
all about Serena. “How is she getting on?” she asked. I
told her all about the life she was leading. Angela was
delighted to hear about how much the Princess had
enjoyed her daughter.

A few days later, Angela took a telephone call from the
lady in waiting asking if Serena could be her guest at
Royal Ascot, and if she could stay a few nights at their
country house. “The Prince is away and Serena could keep
the Princess company, if you agree,” she said.

So it came about that a few days later, we were waving
Serena away in a Bentley limousine for a weekend of
socialising and a right royal seeing to!

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PterisChapter 21 Damsel Anniersquos Tale

Pēteris was taking a break in the common room, when Annie and Katja came down with Hester trailing. They sat, and Annie began to nurse Tina. Annie took a hard look at Pēteris, and deciding something, she began, “You’ve rescued me, gathered me in, protected me, and sheltered and fed me. Not once have you questioned me or chastised me for breaking the rules and having Tina on Chaos. My name is Annie Veterinarian. I never had a reason to tell you ‘til now. I want you to know my story.” She...

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The MessengerChapter 7 The Tale

These were the dark years. The forces of greed and corruption had unleashed a chaos that even they themselves had not been prepared for. Fear fueled violence and violence spawned fear, fires raged and blood flowed, destruction reigned, and when finally the fires had gone out and the blood had seeped into the ground or flowed away with the rivers, a formerly prosperous country was lying in ruins. The Queen had not been able to protect her people, nor to protect herself. The walls of her...

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Cinderellas Taxi A Taxi Ride Universe Tale

(Eric's note: I edited, added a little bit, and put a little extra in the ending, but this is 90% my friend's work. It is a very poignant tale.) Cinderella's Taxi (A Taxi Ride Universe Tale) By Eric and Friend The twin girls were almost ready for bed, but their bodies were still full of energy at 9pm. It wasn't easy for their sitter to get them ready for bed in the first place. Even after begging and bribery, the twins still wouldn't get in the bed and sleep like the angels four...

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Nimas Tale

This story is a tribute to a friend outside my crossdressing social circle. He really does have the mantra that "to get on business, you have to be prepared to do anything." Just to clarify, he is not a multi- millionaire tycoon, but a corporate accountant. Finally, it has taken a while to publish because the plot of the first draft was utterly absurd and implausible. This version is hardly gritty realism but it is less silly. ********** It had been quite a dilemma for Ash. He...

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The Walker Colt Billys Tale

The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. This is the first part of a series of tales I want to write centered around the pistol. Each tale will be a stand-alone piece with a common theme....

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A little Christmas tale

My uncovered nipples were perky and poking straight out of my chest my pussy was ready it was really quite wet I hoped he would fuck it, that would be best. Often had I wondered and thought of this night, this time I would catch him I thought with delight. Once caught I would show him and for himself he would see what a wonderfully naughty girl I could be. When finally I heard him it seemed like a dream, I knew if I waited I would miss him and his big throbbing beam. So softly I slipped...

3 years ago
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A Grim Northern Fairy Tale

"What?" Cinders asked of her step sister as she she raked out the fourteenth fireplace that morning, "Coming to Saddleworth?" "Yes coming to Saddleworth," Gertie said, "He's coming to open our new Town Hall" "Oh!" said Cinders. "He'll be coming up our road our Cinders," said her step sister Anna,"You'll have to chuck ashes in canal or road will be dusty."me." "Dusty?" Cinders asked, "In Yorkshire, get real!" "It were dry on our Harry's birthday," Gertie...

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The de Winters Tale

The de Winter’s Tale. Copyright © Naoko Smith 2015 Many thanks to Sara, curl4ever and Oggbashan for beta reading and giving me their insights into this story. It was the best job in the world! To start with, the pool belonged to Jeff Somers — the millionaire writer who created the Dara Cruft character. Carl had of course grown up playing the spin-off games from Somers’ books — and surreptitiously reading the books. To actually have a job taking care of Jeff Somers’ swimming pool was...

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MAGGIE A Lesbian Tale

MAGGIE (A Lesbian Tale)This tale takes place in the 1950s in the Midwest)In the middle of Wisconsin, most of the farms are run by families. Maggie used to live on a dairy farm with her husband. When he died in a trucking accident, she sold the farm and went to live in the city. Maggie was still young, in her early 50s, and worked in a dress shop as a saleswoman and she also did the accounting. When she was on the farm, a woman used to visit a few times a year selling sewing material, kitchen...

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Witch Chronicles 001 A TG Witches Tale

This is a story I wrote a while ago (3rd story I ever wrote actually). Truth is I never intended to even write a sequel to this story, but it has turned out to be a story that started a series of stories that I have collectively titled "WITCH CHRONICLES". Here is the series and the titles they were originally published under: WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES...

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The Wishmaker A Dark Fairy Tale

The Wish Maker: A Dark Fairy Tale By Mother Kali Once in a land far away, there lived an extremely old woman who was called, not very imaginatively, "The Old Mother." This old lady lived by herself in a cottage at the very edge of the known world. She had been alive longer than even she could remember. Her face was as brown as tanned leather and deeply lined from all the time she spent in the sun. She was stooped and a little shriveled with age. She wore a plain black dress...

4 years ago
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Inside Out Not A Pretty Tale

Inside Out, Not A Pretty Tale ? by: r.gold My Introduction - This story is written as part of my therapy. It's not really meant for publication, but I'm only following my therapist's directions. I've been told that if I write it all out it will help me move along and feel better about myself. It contains my personally graphic language, my offensive attitudes, and my sexual descriptions that should offend anyone in their right mind. If you are bothered by this kind of thing, hang...

1 year ago
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A Loony Toon Tale

I will admit this came after remembering a joke told by George Carlin. Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck and Elmer Fudd are characters in the Warner Brothers Cartoon World. I am using them in a jestful tale. A Looney Toon Tale Bugs Bunny climbed into his hole that was his home. He grabbed a stiff metal brush. He began to brush out the shotgun pellets that came from Elmer Fudd and his Shotgun. When he removed all the pellets, he climbed into his shower. The hot water blast removed all the aches....

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A West Village Tale

A West Village Tale I'll admit it. Greenwich Village rules my heart and soul. I'm never leaving and I'll tell you a tale that will explain why. A few years ago on an early November evening, I walked down Hudson toward Bleecker. I had just closed Sweet Seasons, the flower and gift shop I co-own on Christopher and was walking toward my flat on Ann Street. I saw a blur run from the east side of Bleecker barely missing an old woman and heading straight into the intersection against...

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Clarissas Tale

This is my tale of how my relationship with my father took an unexpected, or maybe it was expected, turn from what I guess is the normal parent/child relationship to a taboo, incestuous one when I was sixteen. I guess I should start with a little back history. First, my name is Clarissa and most of my life I’ve been pretty shy. My mother’s name was Caralynn and she died when I was eight due to complications of my little brother’s birth. My parents had already been divorced two years when she...

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An Easter Tale

An Easter Tale. By Kyorii. Chapter 01 The tale of me. I loved reading stories I've been an avid reader all of my life, Mum said that I was a dreamer, but I just loved stories especially the ones with happy endings. In stories the impossible seems possible and magical things can and do happen, I recently read an old fable about a goddess called Ostara who loved children and to entertain them she one day changed her pet bird into a rabbit, the new rabbit then created brightly...

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A sting in the Tale

A sting in the Tale Brigid lay in the hospital bed, as impassive as ever. I couldn't help but wonder how much she actually understood of what was about to happen to her. We had told her she was finally to be rid of that most erroneous anomaly that lay between her legs. As it existed now it was shriveled and atrophied and devoid of function. She seemed willing, perhaps even excited to be rid of it. Not that her emotional range really extended as far as excited. It really only...

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The Displaced Detective Part 1 A Body Hopper Tale

The Displaced Detective, Part 1 (A Body Hopper Tale) By Limbo's Mistress Chapter One "Here you go, Detective," the barista behind the counter said with a little smile. "One double espresso latte with whole milk." I returned the smile as I reached out to take the cup of steaming coffee. "Thanks," I said. The pretty young clerk smiled again and turned to help her next customer, leaning slightly over the counter. Instinctively, my eyes slid down to admire her pert rear showcased...

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The First Story A bj darling Tale

The First Story - A "b.j. darling" Tale By Grace Love ------------- While this story contains truthful elements, it is a work of fiction and should not be construed as anything else. Nor should it be seen as condoning risky or violent behavior. All relationships portrayed are of a consensual nature and involve only individuals 18-years-of-age or older. ------------- Master does not allow me to cum. At all. Ever. i literally do not remember the last time i came. It was...

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Tell Tale

Synopsis.What happens when a man is taken by a woman who needs a pet? Remember: A man is not just for Christmas!An Adult Female Domination Tale by Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughCopyright ? 2013 Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughTell Tale-----------The footsteps sounded hollow on the bare boards of the floor as she walked towards me. I could not see her, all was dark before my eyes, but her presence was tangible. A force that had captured me and confined me for her...

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Teen Fuck Toy A Thanatos Tale

Teen Fuck Toy – A Thanatos Tale – Part One Author's Note: This fictional tale contains images of torture and humiliation.It is meant for an adult audience that can tell the difference between fantasyand reality. -- Cerberus In a quiet section of Manhattan, a large anonymous brownstone serves as arest home for some members of the Thanatos Society who are too old to carefor themselves. While the residents are wealthy enough to pay a staff to carefor them at their homes, in their declining years...

2 years ago
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Rubber Fairy Tale

The Legend of the Latex Princess Rubber Fairy TaleBy Darqside There is an old legend that spans the fabric of time itself, well not really that old actually, but it will be around for a long time at the very least. Legend has it that there was once a young queen who ruled her people and her house with an Iron fist.? She was very strict with her Manservants and Maidservants.? She was a very selfish and indulgent woman by nature, and was very choosy about the men who courted her.? In...

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Williams Tale

William?s Tale William?s Tale By Lorgrom Hey there my name is William I?m 46 just under 5?8? and 166 lbs. I?m your average looking African-American. Unlike my inner-city brothers, I grew up in a lower upper class city. While most of the kids in school were white they accepted me as one of their own. Since my father was the lawyer for many of their parents. During my senior year of collage, I met Gwen. She was a freshman, who was only there because she qualified for one of those grants...

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Ninas Tale

Nina?s Tale By Dr. Quirt A young Afro-French girl explores her masochistic desires but gets a lot more than she bargained for. This story is the second of a trilogy, the first part being ?Julie?s Story? and the concluding part ?What Happened to Lucy?? Part 1 Hi, my name is Nina and I am going to try to tell you my sorry tale. I don?t know if this message will ever reach the outside world as I shall have to try to smuggle it out through one of the harem guards, tonight. I don?t think...

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The Perfect Family A Thanatos Tale

The Perfect Wife ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One The Perfect Family ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One Note:? This is a work of fiction.? Any similarity with persons living or dead is purely coincidental. ?A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? -- Alexander Pope  Thirty-one year old Larissa Monroe shudders as her son, Andrew, loudly...

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Marias Tale

The main character here is aligned to one member of our small social/support group who is a country mile ahead of the rest of us in passability, but lacks the confidence to make the most of the gift in anything other than events for crossdressers. The story itself is unintentionally longer than previous ones that I have posted, but it took a long time to write and kept hoovering up new sections. It is just a shame that I could not think of a decent ending, so if readers think the story...

3 years ago
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A Rock Roll Tale

"The blonde with the big tits in the Zep tee." Our drummer and bass player, brothers Sal and Rik Venturi also left requests. I waved him off, "Not tonight. Gotta work the day job tomorrow." Roscoe smiled and asked, "Not even a quick bj, Kev?" "Nope, gotta run." The Clown Show was an oddly named bar and club that often had us signed on for weekend gigs. Two 45 minute sets after an opening group, usually on the popular Saturday night. This one was a more rare Wednesday night as a...

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Sleeping Booty 8211 A Twisted Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a beautiful little princess. Her name was Aludra, which, in the language of her people, meant “unwanted one”. Of course she didn’t know this, because all the servants in the palace DID want her. They loved her dearly. She was sweet and pretty and fun to be around, whereas her mother was a stone cold class A Bitch. The Queen was such a bitch that, after her husband, the King, knocked her up with Aludra, she poisoned him. “Imagine!” she...

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A bored housewifes amusing tale

Life was a bit mundane for Tracy. She was married for about thirteen years. She was a wife, mother, daughter, friend, sister. But she felt very alone. Things were okay with her marriage. They had great sex, but did struggle connecting emotionally. This frustrated Tracy very much. Her husband was an introvert and she was more social. Then one day she went looking for something a little different. She had no intentions of cheating, but just wanted to see what was out there. She discovered that...

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A Cats Tale

A Cat's Tale By Julie O Edited by Amelia R. Author's note: This story was in part inspired by a very strange dream I had recently. Chapter 1 Derek Silva logged onto his computer. He had recently found a very interesting chatroom, and he was hoping that there would be some exciting people in there that evening. It was a little after eleven PM, but Derek didn't care; it was summer, and he had no worries until fall when his college classes started up again. He...

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The Heart of a Kitty a Kitty Girl Tale

Once upon a time, there was a girl with the heart of a kitten. Shy, and skittish, she was slowly coaxed from under the bed, or should I say, out of the closet by her owner, and then her new found friend and next door neighbor. Eventually, she shared her story, and became comfortable about talking about it, even writing about it, playing with a few select others who would throw balls of yarn for her or scratch her behind the ears and smile as she rubbed up against their legs, showering them with...

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My Ladys descent the butlerss tale

Note All characters are entirely ficticious and my apologies of any family or company names have inadvertently been used My Lady's Descent, the Butlers Tale. I was idly cleaning some silverware. The sun was shining through the drawing room windows. The lawns stretched away towards the lake with its island and folly while a gardener snipped ineffectually away at the lawn edges. It was an ordinary summers day. Mr Harrison my lord's stock broker and adviser arrived just after...

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Tales from the FuturePart 2 Iversons Tale

The group watched Iverson intently as he took a long swig from his mead pouch. The darkness fell around the group as they sat beside the brightly burning fire, drinking their mead and finishing off their stew. Iverson finally spoke: - Well. Where to begin? He mused tantalisingly. The young men shifted impatiently. All bar Romian, Luther and Iverson himself had rarely met let alone experienced the wonders of women! They all wanted to know what it was like! As highly hormonal...

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Rosette A Medieval Tale

Author’s note: The noble ladies of medieval France loved tales of women who had to put up with old and jealous husbands. Sometimes the stories were comic, sometimes tragic, sometimes romantic – but always the bad husbands were outwitted, one way or another. Here’s my (slightly naughty) take on the bad husband tale. Rosette daughter of Galon was rounding the last corner between the village well and the cottage she shared with her mother and father when two of the Duke’s soldiers, magnificent in...

2 years ago
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A CrossDressers tale

You may think of me as Fiona, and I am a cross-dresser.A story by Erica inspired me to pen my saga of cross-dressing. I am also a recovering alcoholic, with a few days over 19 years without a drink as I write this, and I suppose the two tales are intertwined to some extent. Not that I am a saint by any means, a lot of people with a lot less time have a better sobriety than I. But I learned that alcohol is a poison to me, so I avoid it. I just do irrational things when I add alcohol to my...

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Miss Layla Smith tales a tale

My name is Ms Layla Smith, and I am, as you might say, a lady of negotiable affection. This is quite wrong indeed. My price is rarely negotiable, since the customers willing to negotiate obviously are not wealthy enough to afford me. I am a true professional, discreet and perfect in every manner a gentleman could ask for. I know what they want before they even know it themselves, when to smile, when to stare, when to lie, when to be the ever so modest little flower, and when to be the...

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The Hunters Tale

THE HUNTER'S TALE. By Cassandra Anaconda Morrison I had been collecting tales of the old days from the people in that small mountain community for several days. And everyone I talked to said the same thing: "Boy?yew should talk to Old Man Sackett if yew wants to hear some hair-raising stories about the old days." It had taken me some time to track him down?apparently he'd taken his Winchester and gone off hunting deer for all he was over 90 years old. But now he was sitting...

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The Blue Unicorn An Allegorical Tale

The Blue Unicorn: An Allegorical Tale By Lynn LeFey Once upon a time (as is often the beginning of such tales), there was born to a mare a beautiful young foal. Like the other foals, it climbed on wobbly legs, and eventually ran through the green pastures where it lived. This young horse was unremarkable, except for its blue mane. Often the others would comment about this unusual trait, sometimes playfully, sometimes in a mean way. As the young colt grew, the blue coloring slowly...

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A Fabulists Tale

A Fabulists Tale By Rachel Anne Now where do I start? Well they say that the beginning is always a good place, so here goes. I have always been a storyteller but lately everything has changed. It seems that my tall tales aren't so tall as I always thought at least they aren't after I tell them that is. Confusing? You don't know the half of it, but I'll try to explain as best as I can. I first noticed that things weren't as I had been taught when I wrote a story about the SRU Wizard....

3 years ago
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Altered Fates Kyles Tale

Altered Fates: Kyle's Tale By Christy_D My name is Kyle Crane and I've got a story to tell. I'm 19 now but when all this happened I was 17. It started off as a normal day, as tales of this nature often do, and I was doing chores around my house. My parents and 15 year old sister, Cassie, were gone for the week visiting my aunt and I had the house to myself. As I took the trash out I noticed something lying in the bushes next to our front door. I put the trash bags by the curb and...

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a cuckolds tale

I have to say it’s good to know there are other people out there living the Cuckold lifestyle. Sandra and I are from the South of England, have been married six years and have a daughter together. I love my wife very much indeed. As well as being a very attractive woman with a great figure she is popular and fun to be with. There is nothing I enjoy more than having her on my arm or of spending time with my family. With all this in mind I’m pleased to say that Sandra is also a self-made slut for...

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A Pirate tale

A Pirate tale A long time ago, the kingdom of Spain ruled much of what we call now Central America and the Caribbean. Their domination was opposed by the British, but not using the Navy, no. The British used pirates. There have been many tales written of those times, and this may not be the strangest .... At the docks of the great city of London, a young man moves carefully, occasionally looking at a piece of paper he carries. The docks are a place of bustle and noise, which...

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