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When it’s three a.m. in the morning and the stiflingly hot weather is ruining your sleep, the first thing that you do is get out of bed, and go straight for the fridge. Right after a nice and cold shower, of course.
That’s exactly what a certain dark-blonde woman was doing on a stiflingly hot night. After a rough day at work, not being able to sleep was making her very uncomfortable. Even as she pulled open the refrigerator door, her ripe and young body was covered in nothing but a brown tank-top that clung tightly to her wet curves, barely hiding her assets. She felt the beads of water that were still sliding down her smooth skin, vaporizing and drifting away on unpleasant warm currents of air. She quickly grabbed a tub of cold chocolate ice-cream, lingering by the open fridge for a few moments in thrall of the cool air leaking from it. Her nipples perked up, hardening quickly in response to the pleasure that coursed through her body.
I knocked on the door of Amanda's apartment. "Hey, Jason," Amanda said, opening the door. She stepped to the side, her long brown hair flowing with her movement. "Please, come in." "What's up?" I asked as I stepped inside. I caught a familiar look in Amanda's brown eyes as she said, "I'll explain in a moment." I always hated that look in her eyes. It usually meant she had an idea. I was a part of enough ideas to know Amanda was never one to really plan things out. As I entered the...
When it’s three a.m. in the morning and the stiflingly hot weather is ruining your sleep, the first thing that you do is get out of bed, and go straight for the fridge. Right after a nice and cold shower, of course. That’s exactly what a certain dark-blonde woman was doing on a stiflingly hot night. After a rough day at work, not being able to sleep was making her very uncomfortable. Even as she pulled open the refrigerator door, her ripe and young body was covered in nothing but a brown...
Straight SexWARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the celebrities, people, places, conventions, events etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence.Featuring: Jessica Nigri (Cosplayer & glamour model)Respect the CosplayA celebrity erotic storyBy DaxG2001...
That’s exactly what a certain dark-blonde woman was doing on a stiflingly hot night. After a rough day at work, not being able to sleep was making her very uncomfortable. Even as she pulled open the refrigerator door, her ripe and young body was covered in nothing but a brown tank-top that clung tightly to her wet curves, barely hiding her assets. She felt the beads of water that were still sliding down her smooth skin, vaporizing and drifting away on unpleasant warm currents of air. She...
The essence of porn is fantasy. While real life may deny you the pleasures you seek, the theater of the mind is always ready to take your heart where it desires. You would be correct to assume that Jennifer Aniston would rather sit on a landmine than your dick, but she can’t stop you from imagining what that pussy feels like. I bet it feels like warm apple pie. Mia Khalifa would rather spend ten years in a Siberian labor camp than let you place your tongue on her clit, but I bet it tastes like...
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Live Cosplay Sex CamsWe had a large play house at my house. By the time I was 15 I pretty much never went near it unless I was watching my younger siblings.One night as I tried to sneak back into my house after a night of partying my s*s Paula, who is four years older, caught me.She dragged me to the playhouse which was a good distance from the house.I was pretty wasted so I was laughing and being an idiot as she pulled me along.When we got there, Jean, a year older than me, was already there. She said " shut up...
Hello all. Usually I post random poems or rants, but I would just like to take the time to post something about roleplaying. Ever had that situation come up, where you watched your character grow up from a simple youth to a full grown adult? You’ve seen him or her fight, you cried when they cried, you felt what they felt you saw them bleed and then started bleeding too. You knew him or her like the back of your hand. From the first adventure you went on to the last one, you fought your way up...
Esta historia es verídica. Me pasó este verano en las playas de cerca de Alicante (España). Os pongo en antecedentes. Soy hetero, muy hetero sin ningún interés en hombres. CAsado hace mas de 10 años, treintañero, muy deportista, ojos verdes, buen cuerpo, vamos que no tengo problemas para ligar y eso que me freno bastante.Siempre me han gustado las playas nudistas, que el sol te de en todo el cuerpo, ponerte morenito el culo (uno de mis mayores encantos). El caso es que hay varias por aquí...
Playmate was contacted early that morning by Madame X. Eager to please, she dropped everything she was doing and set out for Madame's house. The drive to her new Domme's place took about 30 minutes, giving her time to wonder if Madame was finally going to use her body or was this to be another getting to know you chats. It was a good thing that the afternoon was sunny and warm. Madame had instructed her to wear a light weight sun dress. Her full, C cup breasts were contained by the snug halter...
BDSMChapter four: The Club. Michael was beginning to come to the unhappy realisation that he was bored. A harem of five beautiful women and no need for him to lift a finger or deny himself any material thing that caught his eye sounded like heaven, but the mind craved variation and challenge. But Gregory’s warning held him in check. If he messed up and attracted attention then the consequences would be dire, perhaps even fatal. He felt distracted and irritable, as though held in some unseen...
Chapter two: Harem. Michael awoke to momentary confusion before the events of the previous day came back to him and he remembered where he was. The magic ring currently on the dresser beside the bed — always cold to the touch — that allowed him to manipulate others’ minds, the girl — Jessica — whose house (and bed) this was, her sister — Kat — still asleep in his arms. And on his other side, Jessica herself, just waking up. Michael grabbed the ring and slipped it on. It wouldn’t do for his...
Chapter three: Family. Michael arrived home to find a stranger in his house. The man, middle-aged, balding, and dressed like a respectable businessman from the 1950s, was seated at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of tea, and apparently waiting for him. But the thing that worried Michael most was that this man had a mind unlike any other he’d encountered since acquiring the ring, most minds were tangled, threads going in all directions. Minds that he had manipulated began to show signs of...
Michael was woken by a phone call from Darryl. The man seemed determined to be friends and Michael hasn’t managed to shake him off. Sighing, he answered the phone. ‘Mike, you’ve got to get to the club. You’re not going to want to miss this.’ ‘What are you talking about, Darryl?’ ‘The old man’s here!’ ‘Old man?’ ‘The founder! He doesn’t come in much these days, you don’t want to miss this!’ ‘OK, sure. I’ll be there.’ — The old man, it turned out, was a rough-looking rake of a man in his...
Chapter one: Jessica Michael walked down the street, looking for a particular type of shop. He wanted to find a pretty girl, so where better to look than a high-end clothes store? Finding just the place he went inside and began browsing. Though he was careful to give the impression that he was looking at clothes, the real objects of his scrutiny were the young women milling about. When he saw Jessica, he knew she would be the one. Tall, with long, brown hair tied back in a ponytail, a nice tan...
A transgender game by Alyssa S AKA Melody Mounier. This game contains very adult themes - there's body swapping, forced feminization, SM, sex of the consensual and nonconsensual type, some graphic images, et cetera. You might find this boring, annoying, or offensive if any of the above gets your goat instead of floating your boat. Let me know what you think: [email protected] or https://melodystgstuff.wordpress.com And enjoy! Alyssa S. *** Introduction You can't really say that you were...
BDSMMy name is Chris, i'm 18. One day, I went over to my friend Alex's place, because his dad was out and he was feeling bored. Alex is a small guy with curly blond hair, and he loves to play playstation more than anything. So I knocked on the door and it was quickly answered by Alex. He was standing there in a plain white t-shirt and jeans. "Hey man", "hey Chris" he replied, "come" he beckoned for me to come inside with him, so we went inside and I stood in the middle of his living room while he...
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We entered the conference playoffs as the team favored to win. Our local paper was helping to fuel the interest by featuring pictures and biographies of each of the starters in the week prior to the first game of the playoffs. I got a lot of razzing at school the day after my picture and bio appeared. I was pretty uncomfortable with all this attention, but I was in the minority from my teammates. Most of the rest of the guys on the team were really enjoying their moment in the spotlight. We...
Hello Little Miss This is the second of my "Little Miss" stories. Poor old Nathan. Love, and stay safe KT Pel xxx The Playmate "But what on earth is it?" Nathan was positioned cross legged on the living rug, just as I had instructed. It was Christmas morning, though there was little spirit of the season in the air. "It's a doll," I replied coldly, as I warmed my hands on the mug of hot chocolate Nathan had made for me. "Yes, I can see that Tabitha. It's the same...
Playmate by shalimar I took a break from my household chores on that early May afternoon and watched Miriam, my five-year-old and her friend, Sarah, learn a clapping song from two of the older girls in the neighborhood. The older girls are very patient with my baby and her friend as they learn the actions, rhythm and words of the song, "Playmate." As I watched them it brought back memories of my own childhood, sitting and watching the girls in the neighborhood do that and other...
It has been a month since Master gave me His collar, claiming me as His. It has been a wonderful month filled with pleasure and love. I couldn’t have wished for anything more. That was until Master asked me to move in with Him. I was speechless. Ecstatic would be an understatement. Of course I accepted and was moved in within a week. We quickly got into a routine. I am to be in position in front of the door when Master gets home from work. The position I’m supposed to be in is me naked on my...
Sophie My PlaygirlBy: Londebaaz Chohan How it all started, I really do not remember and I do not give a fuck if anyone else knew or not. Honestly, I worried a little that Sophie shall be hurt if she knew that I was fucking her mother as well but my friend Mathew would surely do something drastic, if he found out that I was fucking his sister as well as his mother. However, it happened and it went on. Sophie always gave me that demur kind of looks that said, she wanted to suck my cock, whenever...
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Hookup SitesTo some, the NHL playoffs are a welcome event, especially if they involve their favorite team. Me? I couldn’t give a rat's ass because — as you may have read in my earlier journal entries — I do not like sports. For my awesome husband, however… well, his favorites, the Boston Bruins are in the Stanley Cup playoffs. For me, the best thing about that is knowing that, along with other season ticket holders, he’ll be busy for four to seven nights. Actually, I planned on going to St. Louis for...
Cheating(An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Six: Sisters' Naughty Roleplay By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! January 28th, 2027 – Detective Nelson Tucker I strode into the Sacramento Superior Courthouse with my partner, Sunny Savage. She had a march to her step like she was going into battle. In a way we were, the battle to take down that bastard Clint Elliston. He thought his perverted ways could continue. To flout propriety. This investigation was...
Driving home, I thought about the ‘surprise’ my wife would have in store for me. It was my 40th birthday, so maybe an expensive gift along with the well-known ‘surprise’ cake, or some roleplay, perhaps. Then I got a tell-tale text message from the sweet wife, “Jaanu, come soon. We’ll have dinner together.” I smiled to myself. The SMS could mean that she probably ordered food and invited some friends. I parked and wiped my face with a wet tissue. Then I braced myself for ‘Happy birthday’ shouts...
IncestReddit Playboy, aka r/Playboy! I’m pretty sure you’ve all heard of the magazine Playboy. It’s one of the biggest names in the adult industry, and it has existed even before porn was a thing. This magazine was the best thing a teenager in the 90s could hope to get. Blockbuster and other video renting stores never let minors rent out XXX movies, so the only thing they could hope to get is a playboy magazine at the corner store from the shop owner who doesn’t give a shit about what these guys are...
Reddit NSFW ListJanice Webster scraped the frost off the window of the piper cub one more time. The expanse of snow and trees seemed unchanged from the last time she looked, over an hour ago. The sun was slipping beneath the horizon, leaving a ruddy glow on the otherwise pristine white surface below her. She was beginning to regret her decision to accept the teaching job in the native Inupiat village called Kluso. “It’s only August and the ground is already covered with snow,” she thought to herself. “What...
This is a simple gentle story. If you want violence, rape, incest or such stuff please look elsewhere. This story is set in the same village as another of my stories, ‘The Chair in the Corner’, but is in no way a sequel. I hope that it stands up on its own, as they say. I hope you like it. If you do, I’d like to know. If you don’t, then I’d also like to know why, so that I can do better next time. Our house is next door to the Running Fox, one of the village pubs. In fact, in the past, it...
It was just another lifeless day at the office as I rummage through piles of paperwork the size of mountains and working on a computer that is so antiquated, sometimes I think that cave dwellers used this computer. It seems like my stress level is at an ‘all time high’, my nerves are almost to the point of being ‘comfortably numb’ and my mental status is at the brink of making Von Gogh look fairly sane. Suddenly, my phone rings and at the other end of the line was my boss requesting me to...
Dearest Franklin: I'd never even thought of telling you this, my darling husband. I know. We've been married twenty-five years. We have no secrets. Except this one. It a memory I have cherished for years. A really terrible little event, I'm afraid. I'm embarrassed to even write it down. Don't worry. You'll never know. When I'm done writing this, I'll delete it. But, tonight, with you in Portland on that medical convention, I've given myself permission to write this. And masturbate...
Janice Webster scraped the frost off the window of the piper cub one more time. The expanse of snow and trees seemed unchanged from the last time she looked, over an hour ago. The sun was slipping beneath the horizon, leaving a ruddy glow on the otherwise pristine white surface below her. She was beginning to regret her decision to accept the teaching job in the native Inupiat village called Kluso. ‘It’s only August and the ground is already covered with snow,’ she thought to herself. ‘What...
Finally, construction was complete, and just about every tried it out... for the first few months. Then gradually, kids became bored with it. The track started to grow over in places, and me and my friends found a great spot half way around the track to build a secret hide out. It offered a perfect, discreet view of the uneven bars. My mates and I used to hide out there and watch the girls swing upside down. Unless we made a sound, teachers and students didn't even know we were there. ...
He had been wanting to fuck her for three years. She was hot in the way Moms are hot. That sounds dismissive, but it wasn't, not to him. It was celebratory. She wasn't a twenty-something waif-thin hottie, she wasn’t a MILF, she wasn’t a model, she wasn’t a cartoonish divorcee on the prowl. She was just a single Mom, maybe a little prettier than the others, at least in his eyes. She had dark, alluringly unkempt hair and sea green eyes. Her ample hips curved deliciously into a trim torso before...
Straight SexHe knocked on my door promptly at 8pm. I opened the door, and his eyes slid quickly down my body. ‘Very nice, but aren’t you going to be cold? It’s only 50 degrees out there.’ I smiled, ‘I’ll be okay.’ He was right – the little black dress and sexy high heels were no match for the breezy spring chill, my coat doing nothing to protect me. However, I kept quiet, hoping he didn’t notice the goosebumps covering my arms. It was a pleasant date, we talked and laughed easily through dinner,...
This story is based on the song ‘Cold, Cold, Heart’. Hard to pick a category.I hope you enjoy it. A big ‘Thank You’ to PennLady for taking the time to edit my story. She makes it a much better read. **** My name is Ray Harman and I’m an over the road truck driver, I have been for twenty-five years. I’m often gone for days at a time, sometimes even a week or more. I try to stop home as often as I can and spend a couple of days at home before heading out again. I was in Indiana heading for...
It was a cold January morning. Caitlin could see her breath in the chill room as she poked her ruffled head over the edge of the comforter. She looked around the room. It was still snowing outside, she smiled, she knew her lover would stay with her for a few more days while the blizzard passed. ‘It’s cold.’ She pulled the cover back over her head and snuggled up to him, rather excessively. ‘Mmm, so warm, I don’t want this to end.’ Jason was about half awake. He rubbed her hips beneath the...
On the far end of the Galaxy, our intrepid hero Dirk Starkiller is on yet another mission of dire importance. “Aw shit, hang on to something!” Dirk ordered a second before the shuttle collided with the surface of the moon. The hull slid along an ancient sheet of rock and ice for eight hundred meters before finally shuddering to a halt. Dirk exhaled slowly as he opened his eyes. He blinked, taking in the field of white that filled his vision before realization dawned. “Whew! Snow must’ve...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIt had been a hot day out here in the desert, and as night fell, the heat was just getting bearable. Even now, as it was rather late, Sara was still sweating, as she pulled up outside the small, neon lit bar. Entering the bar, she found it almost deserted. The bartender was clearing the tables, and a man sat at the bar with the last beer of the evening. She hesitated, and the two men looked her over, but what the heck? She knew she was a good-looking woman in her tight jeans and a t-shirt,...
I want to apologize in advance for all the errors - English is not my native language.But I hope you understand the point.I do not know - maybe this is not the most ideal roleplay, but she and I really liked it and we continued the story.Let's start! Irina - girl from my roleplay - well, how she introduced herselfCrowded bus at rush hour, standing in traffic. A young girl, 19 years old, stands in a corner of the bus at the window, squeezed on all sides.She is wearing short jeans shorts,...
ON A COLD WINTERS EVENING I HAD MET THIS HANDSOME MAN ON HAMPSTER AND IT WAS A COLD WINTER AND WE HAD JUST GOT THE FIRST SNOW OF THE SEASON AND BEHIND HIS HOUSE WAS A BEAUTIFUL GROVE FULL OF TREES AND TRAILS. I WENT INTO THE KITCHEN AND PUT A TEAPOT OF WATER ON THE STOVE AND PUT OUT THE MAKINGS FOR HOT CHOCOLATE AND MINI MARSHMELLOWS AND COOL WHIP SO THAT WHEN HIM AND I GOT BACK WE COULD LAY DOWN IN FRONT OF THE FIRE AND WARM UP NICE AND CUDDLY. I HAD ALSO SET OUT THE BLANKETS AND PILLOWS SO...
Amy and I enjoyed camping during the autumn months when the trees were a rainbow of colours, and walking through the forest was a beautiful array of sights and sounds. This year however my friend Zach was visiting for the season and we took this trip as a good way to catch up since we were all friends from college and hadn't seen one another in ages.This year however felt a lot colder than usual and we were second guessing our time outside, but decided we could handle it being hardened campers...
ON A COLD WINTERS EVENINGI HAD MET THIS HANDSOME MAN ON HAMPSTER AND IT WAS A COLD WINTER AND WE HAD JUST GOT THE FIRST SNOW OF THE SEASON AND BEHIND HIS HOUSE WAS A BEAUTIFUL GROVE FULL OF TREES AND TRAILS. I WENT INTO THE KITCHEN AND PUT A TEAPOT OF WATER ON THE STOVE AND PUT OUT THE MAKINGS FOR HOT CHOCOLATE AND MINI MARSHMELLOWS AND COOL WHIP SO THAT WHEN HIM AND I GOT BACK WE COULD LAY DOWN IN FRONT OF THE FIRE AND WARM UP NICE AND CUDDLY. I HAD ALSO SET OUT THE BLANKETS AND PILLOWS SO...
COLD FISH, Section 1 by [email protected] Rob was a cold fish. It was the phrase used openly by his colleagues and subordinates at work, even those who liked his ruthless efficiency and drive. And it was a phrase that Rob himself welcomed: he was pleased to be detached and unreachable by his colleagues. Rob was Sales Director of a large publishing company in the city of London, no mean feat at the age of 28. He had graduated with a first class degree at Oxford and quickly risen through...
This story is based on the song 'Cold, Cold, Heart'. It was hard picking a category. I hope you enjoy it. A big 'Thank You' to PennLady for taking the time to edit my story. She makes it a much better read. My name is Ray Harman and I'm an over the road truck driver; I have been for twenty-five years. I'm often gone for days at a time, sometimes even a week or more. I try to stop home as often as I can and spend a couple of days at home before heading out again. I was in Indiana...
She was home alone… in a strangers home. At least it was well-stocked. She went about tidying the place up for something to do. He had given her the larger bedroom… she snuggled up under the fluffy blanket for a while, but she was too nervous to fall asleep. It was only afternoon but it was dark outside, the snowstorm didn’t seem like abating any time soon. The phone in the kitchen rang for a few seconds and fell silent before she could get out of bed. Now, the phone besides her bed started...
My name is Mark and I lived with my Mum, Helen, in a small, one-bedroom cottage in Wales. She had the bedroom and I slept on the sofa bed. In the winter of 1979 it was very cold. Very, very cold. Mum and I have spent many an evening sitting by the fire to keep warm, wrapped in blankets, drinking hot chocklate and chatting each other about things that had happend that day, School or her work.Mum works in the local post office, we do the best we can. We've have got eachother. It's not all bad,...
by Millie Dynamite This is a very short flash story from the disturbed mind of Millie. It contains Rape of an underage girl. If you don't like that sort of thing, um, why read it? If you, then read away. Cold Encounter The cold of the night clawed its way inside me. My face pushes against the cold, rough, hard bricks of the building, chaffing my tender flesh from the relentless rubbing my left check against the nodulous surface. Up an inch, down, up then down, as my body lurched from...
The night was freezing and a lone woman picked up the pace. She was drenched, her heels clicking across the wet asphalt as she peered through the black. Still, the dark man was behind. Slowly, gradually, he was beginning to catch up. Running wasn't an option unless her sinister pursuer suffered from a similarly debilitating case of asthma. She turned a corner. The moon was nearly hidden behind the clouds and street lights no longer reached the tiny alley, yet she pushed on. Would he follow...
Monster SexThe sun was high over the ocean and I could feel the warmth on my face as I reclined back in my beach chair, singing along with Van Halen’s “Beautiful Girls” on a blaring radio by my side. “ ... now, I’m a seaside sittin’, just a smokin’ and a drinkin’, I’m ringside, on top of the world. I got a drink in my hand; I got my toes in the sand. All I need is a beautiful girl...” As I dug my toes deeper into the beach soil and took a swallow from my frosty beer bottle, I glanced over at my...
When my mom and I had gotten home, I immediately ran into the house to take a shower and change as quick as I could. I re-shaved my entire body and removed my makeup so that I could start from scratch and apply it again. Once I was finished with my makeup, I see a new outfit laid out on my bed. This was a cute nurse outfit with a short tight skirt that barely covered my ass. It was also pink with white stockings and long lace gloves that went up to my shoulders. Finally the top was like satin...
Tara laughed, as Nick was Lauren’s flavor of the week. He was just her type, playing forward on the hockey team, cute, but not especially smart. “Is he at least a good fuck?” “How the hell would I know? Every time I have a chance of getting laid, he’s too drunk to do anything about it. Besides, I don’t think he has what it takes to get me going anyway.” “Really? That’s too bad. Why are you still with him then?” Tara asked. She has had the same boyfriend for the last 3 years. She was...
As I slipped out of bed at 4:30am I tried to be as quiet as possible. I always got up well before Erin as I have a little over an hour commute to work. Normally I stay nice and quiet trying not to wake her, but this morning was a little tougher. My heart was beating a little faster and there was almost a little tremble in my hands. No matter how many times we had done this, I always got super excited the morning of. After getting all my things together I gently kissed Erin on the forehead and...
CuckoldYour handle was officefuck69. This intrigued me. I checked the rest of your profile and thought you were worth sending a message to. 'Hi: Thanks for the flirt. I checked out your profile and you have my attention. What exactly are you looking for? Tell me a bit about yourself and feel free to ask me anything. I will answer any and all questions.' SEND I checked out a few web cams, read a few articles and was about to log off when I saw that I had a message. 'I'm looking for...
Sheridan had been suspicious from the moment she heard David’s voice on the other end of the phone. ‘I’m coming over in fifteen minutes. Don’t ask questions, don’t argue. Trust me,’ he’d said. Worse still, he had used that damned devilish tone of his which, in the past, had caused her to make several poor decisions, none of which she regretted. Now, she was standing in shock at her front door. He wasn’t holding flowers, but instead, three full grocery bags. He brushed past her with just a...
*Originally posted on ANS story board 3 years ago and then again on girlspns TGSP archives *You will notice a few points have been changed to comply with the guidlines on CHYOA Our story begins with Eric Lingle, a sly but shy 18-year-old boy who often hangs out with his many friends from school and the neighborhood, both boys and girls. His parents are complete hippies, and therefore let him do pretty-much whatever he wants and are far-too-open about sex topics with their son. Whenever he has a...