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You really know how to get to me like no man ever has.
You’re proving it again right now, cuddling my very aroused nude body draped lazily across yours on our bed, stroking my long brown curls and back with a strong loving hand. Still gently lifting my chin with your other hand and looking adoringly into my blue-green eyes, you crane your neck to softly kiss my lips, tasting the last remaining salty remnants of your intense orgasm on them.
It reminds you of how you intend to please me as I just have you, driving you to take your fingers from my chin and stroke my face softly as you pull your lips away. Your other warm hand repeatedly and slowly rubs my smooth back from the nape of my neck to the base of my spine. Both massaging and soothing me, the relaxation heightening my senses even more and making me want your hands everywhere at once.
Yes, I know what you're thinking, and yet another sequel. I would like to warn the ladies, this story has chauvinistic overtones. To the, "torch the bitch at any cost," trolls ... do not read this story. You won't like it. If you do read it I can only think you must be masochistic. My story, "It's the thought that counts," received more comments than any of the other stories I've written, by far. A lot of those comments dealt with the over the top reaction of Jim. This sequel deals...
If you haven’t read ‘Rumspringa’ you may want to read it first to better understand the sequel. A big ‘Thank you’ to ‘Loving50’ for editing this story for me. As mentioned in the first story, Rumspringa means ‘running around’ in the Pennsylvania German dialect. It is the time, beginning at about age 16, when youth socialize with their friends on weekends. Rumspringa ends with marriage. (For those who don’t marry, Rumspringa ends in their mid to late twenties.) This period is an important time...
First the usual words letting everyone know this is a total work of fiction. The people and locations are dreamed up out of air and do not exist.Could this happen, maybe but if so would love to see a non-fiction account of this. If so it would be even better if there was a real video of it happening ending with some baby bulge shots.Now on to the story.When we last saw them Dean and Morgan had gotten their wives, Linda and Nancy, to indulge them and make an interracial fantasy into reality. Of...
Disclaimer: This is entirely a work of fiction and any characters herein do not represent any person living, dead or otherwise not feeling very well. The story is of an erotic nature and contains descriptions of sex between consenting adults and issues of transvestism. If you are underage or offended by such material you should read no further. Fireman ? The sequel By Rare Rachel (Don't go looking for Part I, there isn't one. It's just a cheap advertising...
The Best Night of My Life - The Sequel "The Best Night of My Life" ended with Robin's graduation from high school: Every year near graduation time the Senior class puts on the Senior Class Play. I had helped out before but mostly backstage stuff - painting the scenery, helping the other girls with their makeup, sewing costumes and things like that. But this year I decided to go all out and tryout for an acting part. This year the school decided to put on "West Side Story." Now the...
This is the sequel to Sissy fuck doll. I want to thank everyone for the reviews. On the mechanical issues I have a very hard time with punctuation, because to me most punctuation just breaks up the flow of ideas unnecessarily. I'll try to do better. I do hope people enjoy, if anyone would like a cameo in a story, or wants to discuss story ideas send an email to [email protected]. Warning this story contains rape, forced feminization, female domination, and bestiality....
Mrs Cavendish - Sequel © Titania Midsummer - 2021 Intro Paula Hanson recently wrote a very good story entitled "Mrs Cavendish." You must read it prior to this. Following is my version of sequel or conclusion. Paula, if you don't like this for any reason just contact me and I will delete it asap. No need to explain. Day 5 - Continued. Painting doesn't take much concentration so whilst doing it I tried to work out what was going on, and why. Clearly Julia was trying to...
Second Song of the Caged Bird: the Sequel Editor's note. Usually, I don't write sequels. But chastity is a wonderful topic, and K cared about the characters. Here goes.) If you think about it, dreams are dominant over sleep. Sleep is harmless, benign. You are never more vulnerable when sleep. It is a completely submissive state of mind. Dreams, on the other hand, take you over and control you. There is no turning them off. There is no altering them. They can twist you...
(The Sequel to The Joker’s On Batgirl) By rutger5 Copyright 2016 Barbara Gordon peppered the heavy bag with one final flurry of punches but like all previous efforts it left her feeling somehow unsatisfied. Grabbing a towel she wiped her brow then tossed it into the dirty bin before heading for the gym exit. If anything the humid, summer air felt even stickier against her alabaster skin than the steamy gym interior had but it didn’t cause Barbara to change her plans. After a quick...
nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts between underage partners. Any resemblance to persons either alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story is intended for ADULTS only. If you are under the legal age of consent in your local jurisdiction, or if you are easily offended, kindly STOP READING NOW. Foreign Exchange - Yet another "Dental Care" sequel - by - The StoryMaster "Hey gimme a break man!" Ray Barrette practically shouted into the telephone. "What...
nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts between underage partners. Any resemblance to persons either alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story is intended for ADULTS only. If you are under the legal age of consent in your local jurisdiction, or if you are easily offended, kindly STOP READING NOW. Family Services - A Dental Care Sequel - by - The StoryMaster Chapter One "Uhhgg! Oh, my goodness gracious me, my child!" Dr. Martin Greeley commented huskily. ...
This story is a sequel to Voyeur in Big Trouble. I will try to make a quick summary of the first story, for those readers who don't want to read it: In this fictional story my name is Ray, and my wife is Ann. We are in our mid 40's. Our neighbors, Karen and Bill are in their late 20's. Karen is 5'6", 135 lbs., and has light red hair. She also has big full breasts and a beautiful bubble butt. I have thought of making love to Karen for years. Early this summer, Karen's...
We spoke about their plans to marry by the end of the year. Janice would be finished her education by then and she would hopefully be working for a law firm. Greg had been doing well as a stockbroker and they would buy a house, marry and then move in there after the wedding. Janice and I tried to act casual as if we never laid eyes on each other before. That wasn’t easy for me to do given I saw her up close and personal when I recorded a couple of movies she starred in, Gangbang –...
A New Thing Sequel The buxom blonde and the equally buxom brunette are straddled on the bed. Their long hair hangs almost to their middle backs. It’s obvious the blonde is in control since she is on top. Their tongues war with a vengeance as the blonde bounces her pussy against the brunettes. What seems like a long time comes to an end as she reaches for the thick double ended pink dildo. She moves back a bit before she pushes it home inside the brunettes soaking slit then moves it in herself...
Introduction: A Repercussion of posting my first story Let me first inform you all that shortly after my true story entitled Wild Riding to Dublin appeared online I received an unannounced visit from my seriously estranged ex-husband. This visit was in direct violation of the terms of our divorce and he was no longer supposed to have a key to my home (previously our home). So James, I am herewith publicising my intention of securing an injunction to prevent you harassing, assaulting,...
I’ve been asked to write a sequel to Jess if you haven’t already read Jess may I suggest reading it it will give you the characters the original storyline and there are a couple of items which reoccur in this story Thank you.Jess usually took me to school we would kiss in the car and if no one was in view I felt her breasts for some reason this morning I walked we said our usual good byes I made my way to school which took ten minutes My thoughts going back to my darling Jess I had moved in to...
A Turkish Delight in the making (Sequel)By Buck JonesAt an outside café in Izmit, not too far from the Marmara shore, Umut has just shared a glass of tea and some food with a friend who has now left. Umut is not ready to return home just yet, so he stares vacantly into the almost fantasy-like glow of the late fall afternoon. The setting sun on the Sea of Marmara radiates as a brilliant iridescent fog throughout the atmosphere. The sheer eeriness of the seemingly inexplicable beauty causes...
Annie does the rock concert – A Sequel to ‘Girls Night Out – Messages in the sand’The rock concert was happening this weekend and Annie was pretty excited. So was I. The ‘Girls night out’ end of season dinner a few weeks before had ended in Annie fucking some guy on a beach a couple of hours after she met him in a club nearby. Her friend, Sue, had fucked another guy on the beach that night too and it was apparent these two ‘girls’ had found a common bond – they loved random fucking.When Annie...
One Husband's Humiliation By Ann The Sequel Ok, I guess it wasn't fair to stop my story right in the middle. You can pretty well guess how it ended though, right? I mean, looking at my pants and shoes and things it should be obvious. But if you really must know, I'll tell you how it ended. Let me start again a few weeks before I ended it. The last year or so had been the most humiliating time in my life. I lost my job and my money. I lost my status as husband. I...
BIOCHEMISTRY: THE SEQUEL by J R D IN THE PARK... Jack Smith, James Smith's father, was jogging through the park one day when two men jumped him. Now Jack was an athletic sort, a man who enjoyed working out, but these men clearly knew what they were doing and Jack was unconscious before he knew what was happening... ************** AT THE BEACH... Melissa Smith, James' mother, Jack's wife, drove into the beach parking lot where James and his new wife Samantha were...
The Pebble - a Sequel By Janet Harris If you remember, I found a magic pebble which enabled my wife Amanda and I to swap bodies when our souls passed through the hole in it. We used it to be each other for several glorious weekends until its power just faded away. We tried all sorts of things to revive it and then gave up and put it away. About six months later, we were making love when Amanda suddenly had a fresh idea. She was on top and, after penetration, as we often...
FORWARD: This is the final episode of the Dressed for Disaster trilogy, by the author of The Jessica Project, a gender-bending thriller now available on-line from all major booksellers. DRESSED FOR DISASTER - THE SEQUEL (c) 2002 by Nom de Plume Patrick Summers wandered the streets of lower Manhattan in an aimless fog, the chaos surrounding him a lurid backdrop for the turmoil between his ears. He had just suffered two tremendous shocks: his narrow escape from the collapse of...
Author's note: This story deals with transvestism and gay love. Please do not read it if you are under eighteen, if it's against the law in your country to read such stuff, or you are offended by such themes. I should also warn you that one of the story lines features a man of the cloth so if this offends your religious sensibilities; read no further. Whilst this is a stand-alone tale a better understanding of preceding events will be gained if you first read "Weekend Woman --...
After the Dance: A Sequel to Club Dance By Becky Marie Prologue Last time we checked in with Bob and his wife Karen, they had just won the opportunity to perform their country line dance routine on ClubDance, the TNN country western dance program hosted by Shelly Mangrum. Bob did not perform as you might expect, however. For example, Bob's attire for the program included a nearly transparent white blouse with red fringe and a flippy red skirt. Under those, Bob was wearing...
A Feminine Family (Sequel to "Flipping the Frat") @2005 by Karen Elizabeth L. May not be distributed or posted on a pay site. It's been some time since I took my revenge on the old officers of the Sigma Tau fraternity. They used my brother Joey's desire to become a member to lead him into doing things so filthy and perverted that no decent person would stomach them. Joey was blind in his drive to join the frat. He had been willing to put up with dressing as a girl, attending...
Forever Pregnant - The Sequel Synopsis: Robin and Chris continue living on campus as they note the continuing changes in Robin's body. I was sitting at the breakfast bar in our suite this morning. I had put on the Tee maternity top with the words, "Come Out, Come Out, Whoever You Are", on it that Chris had given me and I had pulled the bottom of it up and was examining my belly when Chris came out of her bedroom. "Find anything interesting down there?" She asked. "I've got these...
From the Bottom Rung: A Sequel to Life at Ann Taylor Belladonna Chapter 1 - Beginner's Luck In my last two years of college, I had completely given in to my female alter ego. I lived exclusively as a woman. I told everyone at school that I was undergoing a sex change. That was a lie, but it made life a little easier. People don't look highly upon transsexuals, but they really scorn transvestites. Neither conforms to the neat classifications that people expect men to adhere to,...
One Day Only Hi, guys. Thank you SO much for the positive feedback last outing. You have no idea how much it inspired me and spurred me on to write you a sequel. I've tried to take peoples requests & ideas into account, so I hope you enjoy this piece as much as you did the last one. Please remember to leave comments below! And thank you again!!! P.S. If you haven't read the first part, titled 'One Night Only' please do so now to avoid confusion with what's actually happening....
THE TRAINING OF SLUT HEATHER THE SEQUEL OR PREPARARING FOR MY LIFE AS A SUBMISSIVE T-Girl CHAPTER IV My Continued Education as a Slut On Sunday, Mistress Ann called me to ask if I had purchased every thing for my "monthly". I responded in the positive and told her everything that I had bought. She said, "Heather. You know that a girls period last at least 5 days sometimes even longer." "Now, you only experienced a two and a half day period, so I want you to finish this months...
THE TRAINING OF SLUT HEATHER THE SEQUEL OR PREPARARING FOR MY LIFE AS A SUBMISSIVE T-Girl CHAPTER V My new life as a female office worker As I left the beauty parlor, I decided I might as well start living full time as a female, so I went shopping as instructed by Miss Barnes. I decided that Macy's was too expensive for a complete wardrobe, so I bought two outfits, then went out to the less expensive shops and discount malls to complete my "new look." I spent Sunday going...
THE TRAINING OF SLUT HEATHER THE SEQUEL OR PREPARARING FOR MY LIFE AS A SUBMISSIVE T-Girl CHAPTER VI Now, time had passed until it was only three weeks away from leaving for my life as the full time live in submissive slut with Mistress Anne and Master Tom. On that Thursday evening, I had my nightly chat with Mistress Anne on the phone. She instructed me to go tomorrow (Friday) to an upscale clothing shop for young "disco" type girls and purchase the sexiest, sluttiest, ...
THE TRAINING OF SLUT HEATHER THE SEQUEL OR PREPARARING FOR MY LIFE AS A SUBMISSIVE T-Girl CHAPTER VII I entered the lobby of the apartment building, found the elevator, and rod up to the 8th floor. I found the sign to room 812 and walked down the hall until I was facing the door of 812.With a deep sigh and a little anguish wondering if I would fit in and be able to have a good time. A very pretty, young looking petite girl answered the door. She gasped a little, studied me for a...
CHAPTER VIII THE TRAINING OF SLUT HEATHER THE SEQUEL OR PREPARARING FOR MY LIFE AS A SUBMISSIVE T-Girl Preparing to make the final move to the west Coast Now, it was only 3 weeks until the time for me to board a plane for my trip back to the West Coast. There I would serve as a slut and slave girl to Mistress Ann and Doctor Tom. I was a little apprehensive about me also serving as a "Pony Girl," since I did not know what that position would entail. But ,I did trust Mistress Ann...
A New Thing Sequel The buxom blonde and the equally buxom brunette are straddled on the bed. Their long hair hangs almost to their middle backs. It's obvious the blonde is in control since she is on top. Their tongues war with a vengeance as the blonde bounces her pussy against the brunettes. What seems like a long time comes to an end as she reaches for the thick double ended pink dildo. She moves back a bit before she pushes it home inside the brunettes soaking slit then moves it in herself...
BisexualAuthor's disclaimer This is a work of fan-fiction based in the Gor universe. All rights to the characters and situations of the Gor universe belong to John Norman, and no financial or other gain is being made or intended by the author of this work. This work must not be reposted on other sites. Author's Note: I wanted to combine the sections of Daughter of Gor and correct some minor typos and editorial issues that came from posting in parts. But before I disappoint you - most of...
Dig Two Graves. (sequel to 'Implied Consent') "Hello?" The recipient of the call gave the usual greeting with the typical hint of tentative questioning. The opening reserved for occasions the caller's identity is unknown. The incoming ID was listed as private. "Hello Amy," a female spoke coolly through the receiver. Amy paused to take stock. There was a vague familiarity about the voice. She rapidly processed to try and identify it. When she felt she had, she found it hard enough...
DO NOT DISTURB(The sequel to Maid Service Requested) T.S. FESSELNDisclaimer: This is a work of amatory fantasy. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading here. If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depictions of sex and bondage, please stop reading here. The author takes no responsibility for those who wish to reenact anything written below.Permission is granted for private use. The author wishes any agencies that...
The LardAss Saga – A Sequel A JEP StoryChapter 1: One Way to Watch BaseballSimone’s naked body was swaying slowly as she controlled the orgasm that she knew would overtake her when she decided to let it come. Her lips were moving slightly as she hummed a tune softly – an old Southern gospel hymn – ?Showers of Blessing?. As all of this was going on she was looking at her surroundings, taking in the furnishings that she was so familiar with. On the other hand, Patricia could see...
The Music Room The Music Room. Notes from a Diary Wednesday February 7th Dear Diary: Last night George again proposed anal sex, and again, I refused. I cannot help it. I just cannot relax back there. I shut up like a clam. Even when I am really excited I freeze if he touches me there. I?ve had anal intercourse once, years ago, with Paul, my boyfriend in college. I wish I could say it was horrible and that I hated it. It wasn?t. It hurt, a little, but it wasn?t too bad, and ? For...
I said I'd report back on my long awaited return to the simple joys of two men enjoying each other in lust. And I'm nothing if not a man of my word. Nope, scratch that. I'm pushing it with that description, really pushing it. I can lie and dissemble as good as the next guy, even if the next guy is a career politician. I'm a downlow married bi guy who lives to have sex with men, for Christsakes.My very existence is a farrago of deceit.But wherever I can I'll at least try to keep my promises....
To all Alfie fans, this sequel begins during the ending of chapter 15. I am making this because while I am waiting for the last pages to be published, I realized that I want more Alfie. The story connects to me on a personal level, so while I’ve been waiting my mind has exploded with possibilities as to how it could end. To those of you who have never read Alfie, it is a surprisingly sweet story for a NSFW web comic. I do advise you take the time to read the original work from the original...
The door in the mirror - A sequel by QModo Note to readers. Don't read if you don't like poor grammar, this is rough. This is a work of adult fiction. No resemblance to reality should be inferred or expected. Copyright... are you kidding? Edited by Amanda Lynn and Rosemary. Years ago, I was a science teacher at Portland High School. I'd found a door on the blind wall on Elm street while in a traffic jam. There was no door really. It was only visible in the mirror, and as I was in...
Mary grew up in a Mennonite household. She chose to go on through high school (which was frowned upon in Mennonite society) but they did accept it. They wanted the Amish and Mennonite youth to return to their groups and families. She did say that the Amish do not usually educate their children past the eighth grade, believing that the basic knowledge offered up to that point is sufficient to prepare one for the Amish lifestyle. Mary never joined the church (wasn't baptized) but followed a lot...
At the end of my story 'Coma' there was a twist thrown in. I will begin the sequel from that point. If you haven't read 'Coma' you might want to read it first to better understand the story. A big 'Thank You' to Linda62953 for editing my stories. I woke up and suddenly realized I had no idea where I was. I looked around the room and it looked like a hospital room. What was I doing here? Was I dreaming? I tried to sit up and fell back down due to being dizzy. I quickly found the nurses...
A sequel to my other story on here, "In lust with my mother" It was when my mother died that I finally made my mind up, yes I would marry my son! The funeral service was well attended by mum's friends and a scattering of our relations, there was no one close though, only cousins and second cousins with a smattering of ancient aunts and uncles thrown in, back at the hotel where we held the reception Terry took me to one side in a quiet corner and asked me again, "I want to marry you...
You know, when you read "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" with a modern understanding of science, as a person who understands chemistry, biology, and psychology, the rational part of your mind will tell you it's not possible. That it makes for a fun story, but you could not drink a potion and transform either physically or mentally like the title character of that book. You can't change yourself like that. But the irrational part, oh it wishes you could. It looks at...
I had to write this because men get a bad rap that we dont eat enough pussy so i had to break it down so that it was forever and correctly BROKE. Men love eating pussy ive seen men in strip clubs eating stripper pussy (nasty). First lets talk about the pussy. It is nasty as hell and you should that the heavens men even want to put their mouth down there. Yall pee thru it fuck with it men cum (big loads) inside of it, Babies come out of it, discharges, yeast infections, bladder infections, yall...
You really know how to get to me like no man ever has.You’re proving it again right now, cuddling my very aroused nude body draped lazily across yours on our bed, stroking my long brown curls and back with a strong loving hand. Still gently lifting my chin with your other hand and looking adoringly into my blue-green eyes, you crane your neck to softly kiss my lips, tasting the last remaining salty remnants of your intense orgasm on them. It reminds you of how you intend to please me as I just...
Oral SexAs i lay on my bed looking out of the window i counted down the minutes until you arrived. I had the day planned and after being apart in such a long time i had decided to make the most of the short time together. I wanted to take the pure chance that i was about to be given. Loud noises of passing cars flew past the window and i was surprised t notice how unbeliveable hot i had become. i Jumped in to the shower glancing at the time to make sure i didnt miss your arrival. As the water bounced...
Hiya I have never really considered myself as one of those people that is happy enough to lay back and ‘think of england’ during coital relations. On the contrary, I also try not to put the blame of an ‘average sexual encounter’ on just one side. It is an experience to be shared on both sides, each person should do what they can to both enhance the others pleasure and also to make it obvious that they themselves are actually ‘enjoying’ something. It shouldn’t be a guessing game, with all the...
An Unusual Walkabout By - Anna Feie I work out of the home most weeks that suit me just fine. I can wear what I like, act like I want to and in simply English - live my life as I want without public scrutiny. All we, guys and gals who are transgendered (hate that word) is acceptance. Enough of the soapbox. Some years ago, I had the opportunity to go ?walkabout? so I went. I have a great deal of experience being one of the ancient crones to still walk this realm, aka Earth. I...
Terry and Jo, a female friend he met three weeks before, sat in the Hogs Breath Saloon watching the tourists. He was more or less looking for his next pussy and she was making fun of the sluts and dumb cocks as she called the young and not so young drinking and trying to hook up. It was still late mid afternoon so no one was totally smashed as they would be later in the evening but several of them had a good load on. Jo snickered and said, “Wonder how many of these sluts get the shit fucked...
The paddleboat ride along the Darling was interesting, but noisy. I wondered whether folks brought unruly children in the hope that they’d fall in, but this was too far upstream to think they’d be eaten by a giant cod, like Ken in “Love Serenade.” But that took place far downstream, along the Murray. And it was just an idle fantasy. (The Murray Cod, which can grow to about two metres, is not really a cod in a Northern Hemisphere sense, but a giant freshwater perch.) But it was interesting to...
I topped off my diesel before leaving the hotel. I didn’t want to be stranded short of Cameron Corner. [Before I go further, I ought to remark that there are five places where there are surveyed right-angle state border intersections. Cameron Corner, surveyed by John Cameron (NSW) and George Watson (Queensland) in 1879, where the east-west border hits South Australia; Haddon Corner, where South Australia ends in the Channel Country; Poeppel Corner, where South Australia, Queensland and the...
The next day I had breakfast at 6 with several hands and then read in the morning sun for a few hours. Then, in mid-morning, I asked the “girl” about laundry. “You gibbit me, I do good job.” “That’s not necessary. I can do it.” “Not job for nungungi.” “I’m not nungungi.” “Nungungi dad’s nungungi.” I had clearly lost the argument. I appealed to my hostess. “Not a chance,” she said. “Better give in graciously.” So I did. Underwear, shirts, pants, socks. It was a decent-sized...
We had some tea and a few quandong. The dried nut tasted like a rather tart apricot. We were too far west for bunya or macadamia. Joshua told me that they had had little rain, but that the waterhole seemed happy. I told him of my trip, especially the part from Cameron Corner to Epsilon Station, to Innamincka and my disappointment, and to here. A woman offered a bark dish of witchetty grubs and I took one. I expressed surprise at finding them, but Joshua said the women were good at finding...
Before noon the next day, Cook told me there would be visitors today. About an hour later, there was a good deal of noise and two ATVs popped over the bank of the waterhole and “parked” near the humpies. There was a crowd around them in a moment, so I hung back. Then one of the riders called out “Mornin’, Gordy!” and I realized these were two of the hands from Epsilon Station. “G’day. I thought you told me it was a three-day-walk!” “It is ... if you walk. Graham let us borrow ATVs from time...
I called Patrick after dinner. After telling him about my trip, I told him that I’d visited CACH and met Wilgar. “I’ve heard of him. He’s an elder.” “So he said.” “You’re aware of the CACH’s role?” “No, but you’re going to tell me.” “OK. Back in 1999 the Queensland Department of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Policy and Development reported that Cunnamulla’s indigenous community suffered from a high level of domestic violence stemming from an over reliance by the police and the...