Sociopath versus Psychopath
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The following is the story of our 1st swap, but from Sam’s point of view. I have written this story, but it is Sam’s words and thoughts as he told it to me.
As we drove back at Stacy and Tom’s house, Tom and I talked about sports mostly, but our minds were on the girls in the back seats. We could hear them whispering but couldn’t tell what they were saying. I kept glancing back in the rearview mirror to see if I could see what they were doing, but it was too dark.
We all walked in the house and Tom told us that he would be right back after taking the babysitter home. Stacy excused herself to go check on the baby. Taylor came over to me and started telling me about the conversation she and Stacy had in the back seat of the car.
Introduction This is one of five possible continuations of the story Path to the Crossroads. It is necessary to have traveled in the mind on the path to the crossroads before choosing in which direction to continue. May the reader find adventure, pleasure, and maybe even peace of mind, down the path he or she has chosen to travel. Of Paths to Take The Path to the Mall By: Zylux In the display window were many stunningly beautiful things to look at, and I quickly scanned over...
Introduction This is one of five possible continuations of the story Path to the Crossroads. It is necessary to have traveled in the mind on the path to the crossroads before choosing in which direction to continue. May the reader find adventure, pleasure, and maybe even peace of mind, down the path he or she has chosen to travel. Of Paths to Take The Path to the Right By: Zylux In the display window were many stunningly beautiful things to look at, and I quickly scanned...
Introduction This is one of five possible continuations of the story Path to the Crossroads. It is necessary to have traveled in the mind on the path to the crossroads before choosing in which direction to continue. May the reader find adventure, pleasure, and maybe even peace of mind, down the path he or she has chosen to travel. Of Paths to Take The Path to the Left By: Zylux In the display window were many stunningly beautiful things to look at, and I quickly scanned...
Introduction This is one of five possible continuations of the story Path to the Crossroads. It is necessary to have traveled in the mind on the path to the crossroads before choosing in which direction to continue. May the reader find adventure, pleasure, and maybe even peace of mind, down the path he or she has chosen to travel. Of Paths to Take The Path Ahead By: Zylux In the display window were many stunningly beautiful things to look at, and I quickly scanned over all...
This is the story of how my husband and I got into swinging. I have divided the story into several parts, as it was a long journey. My name is Taylor, I’m 5’ 4” with long brown hair. I’m fairly fit with what I call small but firm 32 B breasts. Sam is my hubby, he is 6’ 2” and in good shape. We have been married for seven years. We started down the path of swinging a few years ago when after a night of drinking, Hubby and I were talking about our sex lives prior to marriage. I told Sam that in...
This is the story of how my husband and I got into swinging. I have divided the story into several parts, as it was a long journey. My name is Taylor; I’m 5’ 4” with long brown hair. I’m fairly fit with what I call small but firm 32 B breasts. Sam is my hubby, he is 6’ 2” and in good shape. We have been married for seven years. We started down the path of swinging a few years ago when after a night of drinking; Hubby and I were talking about our sex lives prior to marriage. I told Sam that in...
Wife LoversHi I am Kahif. Aap sab ka buhut buhut shukria aap nay meri story Foji say gand marwai pasan ki aaj jo main story sunany ja raha hun bilkul true story hai aur foji say gand marwany kay kuch time baad ki hai. Foji kay moty lund nay meri gand zakhmi kar di thi aek hanta tak main rozana apni gand par cream mallam lagata raha. Hoa yunaek din mai school say ghar aaraha ha jun ka maheena tha garmi buhut sakht thi achanak aek honda accord car mery pas akar ruki main nay car kay andar dekha tao aek koi...
Mera naam Amjad Aala hai…aur mein Nawabshah-Pakistan ka rehne wala hoon…parhne ke liye mujhey mere parents ne Karachi ke aik college mein daal dia tha….aur mein idher hostel mein rehta tha….mere gher walley tau bahut door rahtey thay…..mein iss waqt first year inter science mein parhta hoon…..meri age isswaqat 18 saal hai….. Mein 5’8″ lamba….dubla patla larka hoon….meri class walle muhe “chikna” keh ker chairte bhi hain….Ek din mein humare kooch doosto ke saat unke gher birthday party per gaya...
Yeh bilkul sach story hai jab main sal ka tha aek din main bus main ja raha tha aek pathan mery peechy aakar kar khara ho gaya bus main kafi rash tha aksar bus ko jhatka lagta wo pathan ka lund seedha meri gand par aa lagtakafi der pathan rash ka faeda authaty hooy apna lund meri gand par pherta raha kuh der baad pathan nay mujs say poocha tum kahan jati hai main nay main sadar watch khareedny ja raha hun pathan kaha hamra watch ka dukan hai hum tum free mai watch day ga tum hamary saath chalo...
His days settled into a routine over the next few weeks. Up at dawn, calisthenics and a shower before heading to school. Zoe continued to pop up at the most unexpected times of the day, and of course in their three common classes. She had even, how exactly he still wasn't sure, had arranged it so they had the same lunch hour and drew him, inexorably, into her circle of friends. Her friends were all very nice, he thought, but Zoe was most definitely the point about which all others orbited....
When he arrived at school the next day, ready to start his in-school detention, Zoe was waiting for him on the front steps. When she saw him walk up, she grinned and ran to him hugging him and giggling. "So what happened? Is your mother angry? What did your dad say? Are you getting punished?" Zoe seemed to have a thousand questions. "We talked, no, not much, no..." James said, smiling at her confusion as she tried to link his answers to her spate of questions. "Awesome!" she yelled,...
When he got home, his mother and father were eating breakfast and called to him when he came in. His mind on Zoe, he didn't think about how he was dressed and he entered the kitchen. "Morning mum, dad. Sorry about spoiling your date night last night." "My god son, when did this happen?" James looked around, not understanding at first, then saw his father staring. "I know it had been a while since we both worked out together, but ... wow. You are in amazing shape!" "Oh ... um,...
He stayed in the hospital for three days, test after test were done and getting any real information out of the staff was almost impossible. He resorted to pushing, forcing the doctor to trust him, that he was his friend, his confidant, before he could overcome the man's professional reticence. The tests all came back normal except for a cat scan that showed an abnormal swelling in his occipital lobe, just over his left eye. Where the pain had been, both in the hallway fight at school and...
Their return to school was greeting with whispers and looks, stories having circulated, though most of them were way off base. Still, they were the subject of much debate and even more gossip. Zoe's friends were ecstatic to have her back smiling again, maybe not back to her old self, but on the way. There were cool around James at first, not sure how things had developed but when Zoe plopped down in his lap at lunch, they were willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. The only downside...
At Zoe's house, he insisted on carrying her inside and placed her on the living room couch. They had been carrying on a silent conversation the whole trip, mostly reassuring each other, swapping apologies and endearments. James smiled at her, hating that it had happened this way but feeling closer than ever, better grounding and better connected. 'I think we might have to show this to your mom, Zoe.' "Oh! Maybe you are right. But what about dad? Stacy?' 'I don't know your dad well,...
It had something to do with the tattoos. What, exactly, he didn't know, but the tattoos were stuck in his mind. The ink, the design, the placement ... what? He made his way to the weight room, stripping off his shirt and stretching, trying to let his mind wander. He did some of his best thinking in here, barring that whole dark stretch after the mall incident. The concentration on the weights, on his form, his focus on each muscle group and, eventually, each muscle. The feeling of his fists...
Since they needed an adult to sign off on Zoe getting a tattoo, they decided that Stacy would go first. Before they could make that happen, there were several things that needed to be accomplished, not the least of which was getting their hands on the right kind of ink and making sure it would actually take a 'charge'. Stacy thought she had the right person to talk to. James had been a bit shocked, and saddened, when he realized that his link with Stacy would prevent her from returning to...
The next three days were filled by experimenting with the various inks. Each free moment James had between their new home-school classes, working out and eating, he was in his room, researching and examining the various compounds. He found that some seemed to be more responsive than others and, when he had Zoe ad Stacy in gestalt with him, he even found a couple that looked as if they would be ideal. The remaining problems were easily laid out, but the solutions were a bit harder to come...
Getting time to talk was easier than James had thought. Ailene and Stewart said they wanted time to think about the situation with the three of them, discuss it among themselves. Stacy grabbed James's hand and pulled him up from the couch, gathering Zoe and Sally, and they all went upstairs to Stacy's room "Guys? Can I ask? I know that this is all private stuff, but I thought for sure that Zoe was pulling my leg this morning..." Sally let her question tail off, her eyes still wide from...
(Thanks to Gordon for his editing suggestions!) "I understand, Zoe. I am not part of you, of your family, but I had so much fun last night." Sally was grinning, looking much more relaxed today and she snuggled with Zoe in the middle seat of the SUV. They were on their way to meet with the tattoo artist, Angie. Zoe and Sally were discussing the group dynamic, the relationship between Zoe, Stacy and James. "I would really like to, well, spend more time with you guys." she said, looking...
Zoe was convinced that the crisis had been adverted and that Sally was going to be fine now, but James wasn't as sure. Together, the trio had managed to pull Sally out of the downward spiral, but there was still a maelstrom brewing in her head. He had the feeling that there was a lot more going on in her mind than her father abandoning her and her mother's drunken, but still tragic, death. She was going to need professional help, not just the loving support of her friends, though she would...
'Master... ' 'Baby girl?' 'I did a bad thing.' Zoe's tone was more playful that remorseful though, so James had to wonder what she was up to. 'Oh? something that might rate, oh, I don't know ... a spanking?' he sent, playing along but curious to see where this would go. He had a moment confusion though, wondering when he had stopped just looking into her mind whenever he wanted, instead waiting to let her share what she needed to share. It had been a subtle change, but not one of...
Zoe was stretched out on the bed, stark naked, her skin flush with desire. She had one hand slowly diddling her clit and the other was tweaking her nipples, pulling and twisting first one, then the other. Sally was laying there on her side, her head propped up on one arm, her shirt nowhere to be seen and her panties pulled partially down, one hand snaked between her legs and obviously busy with her own pussy. Except where Sally had one leg crossed over and resting on Zoe's ankle, they...
"On one condition." Sally grinned, her eyes bright with mirth. "And that is... ?" 'That sometimes, in here, where no one else can hear ... I can call you Daddy.' "What!?" James's eyes shot wide open, his face pale. 'Well?' 'No, no, no, no, no! Why would you ask that?' James's mental voice was sputtering, balking at the idea. Sally kept her forehead in contact with his, their eyes locked. She smiled softly. 'It doesn't matter why. It is my only condition.' James just...
(Thanks to PapaKilo14 and Gordon Johnson for their editing help) The four of them stayed around to help the twins cleanup after the party, picking up the inevitable litter, storing the supplies and left-over food and collapsing tables for storage. With six sets of hands, it didn't take long and when they were done, they piled into their SUV with the grateful thanks of their hostesses. They were all worn out, a long day of sun, swimming and dancing had taken its toll, so the ride home was...
When James got up to run in the morning, waking before Zoe for once, he extracted himself from the pile of sleeping girls and stood there for a moment looking fondly at them. He couldn't help but admire the sight, three sexy, sleepy woman and he had half a mind to dive back in. He had been horribly lax in his exercise regimen though and, with a sigh of regret, he threw on some shorts, a shirt and his shoes and headed out. As he ran on the treadmill, his mind wandered back to his discussion...
James had reservations about 'performing' in front of a group. It was different when it was him and the three lovers, that was a group activity in which they all participated. This was going to be a performance, and in front of three relative newcomers, one of them who may be completely innocent. He paused before he reached the bottom of the stairs and cast his mind out, reaching into the minds of Doris, Angie and Scarlett. Doris was watching the porn video with avid interest. She was...
The first Board of Directors meeting of the Oculus Group Inc. was set for Monday at one in the afternoon. It was late enough for James and the girls to get back from school, but early enough for them to have plenty of time to cover all of the topics that needed to be discussed. The first order of business was for Donovan Manning to have them all review the mountains of paperwork he and Stacy had generated! In addition to the business license, the consultants certifications, insurance forms,...
Sally had been pretty quiet throughout, except for mentioning her father, but she broke in to the conversation sounding excited. ‘James look! It’s easy to see which memories are the newest.’ James tried to shift his point of view to hers, but he saw the same thing he had been seeing. The vast shifting field of emotional ‘ribbons’, the interlocking lines of thoughts and the pulsing trails of the processes that represented the body’s physical makeup and function. ‘I’m not sure what you’re...
Sally, full of fury, was red-faced and screaming at the top of her lungs, her hands curled into claws. James, unable to think, reacted instead. He sent a burst of power down that slender thread that remained, forcing every erg of his being into Sally’s mind. There, wrapped around her emotions, tangled in the fibers of her very being, was a mass of emerald threads, all tying into a single emerald-colored cable that stretched off through the wall, out of the hotel and into the city. Without...
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This is the continuation of the story of our couple swap. If you haven’t read our other stories we had just done our 1 st full swap with our friends Stacy and Tom. Sam and I had just gotten in the car after having our first full swap with another couple. Sam’s buddy Tom had just fucked me twice, cumming in me both times. Sam had just done the same with Tom’s wife Stacy, fucking her 2 times. It was quiet in the car as we started to drive home, I didn’t know what to say. I reached over and put my...
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IncestThe next week Stacy and I talked a few times. Turns out they had a similar experience when they got home. Tom couldn’t wait till he took their babysitter home, so Stacy blew him in their car. At home, Stacy was waiting for Tom to fuck her before they could ever get upstairs to their bedroom. She told me they had their best sex since before their baby was born. Stacy said she really enjoyed flirting with Sam and would like to do it again. I brought up the idea that maybe we should try making out...
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The next week Stacy and I talked a few times. Turns out they had a similar experience when they got home. Tom couldn’t wait till he took their babysitter home, so Stacy blew him in their car.At home, Stacy was waiting for Tom to fuck her before they could ever get upstairs to their bedroom. She told me they had their best sex since before their baby was born. Stacy said she really enjoyed flirting with Sam and would like to do it again. I brought up the idea that maybe we should try making out...
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Hiding behind the bushes, I thought to myself: " FUCK!!! Where the hell is that bitch?" It was 5:15 am and the sun would be up soon. In another 15minutes I would lose my cloak of darkness. It had been a week since I last buried my cock in some pussy. My nine inch black cock throbbed with anticipation as I looked down the path through the bushes waiting for my prey. I was on another one of my hunts, and my prey was the white man's most treasured asset, the white woman. How I love white women!...
The following is the story of our 1st swap, but from Sam’s point of view. I have written this story, but it is Sam’s words and thoughts as he told it to me.As we drove back at Stacy and Tom’s house, Tom and I talked about sports mostly, but our minds were on the girls in the back seats. We could hear them whispering but couldn’t tell what they were saying. I kept glancing back in the rearview mirror to see if I could see what they were doing, but it was too dark. We all walked in the house and...
Wife LoversHello I am Tasha as it is my sissy name.I am 18 and fair color with big kinda butts and a kind of breasts when I lie sideways. Will tell the story in Desi language. Ye kahani h meri m school m thi(tha) un dono. Main yhan apni maa aur baba k sath rehta tha and humaray yhan aik pathan kaam kartay thay kafii salon se. Aikdin papa mulk se bahar chalay gayeee job k liye 5 ssaaal k lite. Meri Ammi Koi Bari sexy hain unki Bari ass hai aur boobs b.tight saari phnnay ki shoqeen kafii.khair pathan uncle...
Hi friends, meri first story ko pasand kerke mujhe dher sare mails bhehne ke liye aap sab ko thanks a lot. Ahmedabad ki kisi bhi bhabhi ya ladki ko real afghani pathan ka lund test kerna ho to mail me at Now ab story per aata hu. Ye baat he un dino ki jab me apne finance k buissness me bahot buzy tha buissnes acha chal raha tha ek din me apni office me betha tha aur mere ek agent ka call aaya ki bhai aap kaha ho mene kaha me office per hu to usne bataya ek costomer he jo aap se milna cahta...
Ye meri pehli story he aur ye sirf Ahmadabad ki un bhabhiyo aur ladkiyo k liye he jinhe asli pathan ka lund apni bhose me lene ki khwaish ho or jo koi ladki ya bhabhi ye cahti ho wo mujhe mail ker sakti he per Now coming to the story Ye takriban 4 sal pehle ki baat he me ek muslim area me rehta hu city me so waha sare ghar kafi pas pas hote he aur mere pados me ek ladki nayi nayi rehne aayi thi usdin me 12 baje utha tha aur apni maid ko nashta banane k liye bola aur me apni balcany me khada...