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I guess it came from Kentucky. When will I learn to say “No” to whiskey? Ugh. Mark slipped the flask back in his pocket. I wasn’t sure if I was going to retch, so I set my red cup next to Katie on the railing and quickly went inside to find the toilet.
The party was in the backyard with the keg on the deck, but the bathroom was inside, naturally. I slurped some water from the tap and checked myself in the mirror. My tummy settled down.
It wasn’t until after I came out of the bathroom that I heard grunting noises coming from an open door to a bedroom.
Vienna, 1899We turned the corner and arrived in the notorious Spittelberg Alley. I knew the place by reputation, but the thought of visiting it had never crossed my mind before that evening. My friend, on the other hand, seemed perfectly at ease. And he was not the only one, I noticed as I spotted a number of well-dressed men either going into or coming out of the houses lining the street. This was one of the few places in Vienna where class distinctions ceased to exist. No curtains hung in the...
Straight SexI remember the excitement the day she arrived. The van pulled into the driveway and I was asked to enter. As I sat before the lifeless eyes of my purchase, I admired the craftsmanship. She was a beauty. Then the men in the lab coats asked if I was ready, and proceeded with the activation. Her eyes opened and her gaze was upon me. I asked, "Do you know who you are?" She responded, "I am Debbie 69812 customized with facial feature package 426b and self awareness enhancements as...
This story explains how the sexual adventures of Tony and Angelique started. It is the first time they had sex with each other, and right away it becomes clear they share a preference for perverted, fetishistic sex. The time in the story is the early 90s, when shaven cunts were not yet the trend. Angelique would never shave her pussy, when she found out her fuck buddy (and at a later time, husband) loved thickly haired pussies. The character Angelique is based on a real-life woman with the...
This story is purely out of my sick, twisted head. It never happened. But I can always hope... She immediately caught my eye. She was sitting at the bus stop with a homeless guy and what looked like a drug addict. I walked to the bus stop and sat down next to the homeless guy, who was sleeping, snoring softly as he did so. The woman was in a hushed conversation with the addict, who...how would I put this. It was as if every second his face became less drawn, his attitude more relaxed. A nervous...
EroticANGELENA BY JANICE My name is Nolan, I'm fifteen, I have a sister, Laura, seventeen. Our parents are divorced and mom works long hours and doesn't come home till about eight at night. So after school I am left in the care of my sister. My sister leaves me alone most of the time. Being fifteen I don't want to be watched over by an older sister. I liked being left alone because that meant I did not have to go...
As I drive down the coastal highway my mind is far removed from focusing on the road. My mind is playing catch up to the rest of me trying to put together the events that have just occurred. As I stare down the road I ask myself did that just really happen. As I put together the story in my mind I reach into my pants pocket and pull out a pair of lace yellow panties. As I put them to my nose inhaling the sweet smell. I laugh to myself my mind becomes perfectly clear and takes me back to my...
MatureThe sound of air rushing past her ears and the sensation of the wind in her dark blond hair almost made Kristal believe that she herself was flying. But the comfort of strong arms around her body kept those beliefs at bay. The sights she saw as she raced high across the sky invaded her eyes and flared her imagination. ‘This is beautiful,’ she shouted above the whistling air. She spoke to the one that carried them on their flight. The only person that could fly without the help of any man-made...
We all had rough times growing up, specially when it seems like one day all your friends seem to disappear. I wouldn’t call her an imaginary friend because she felt so real to me. Like having a guardian angel, but with a different kind of relationship.. filled with affection, protection, and indescribable happiness. It was a casual thing, though mystical and on levels of strangeness I could never explain. But I always found great comfort it in. I would sometimes see ‘her’ in my thoughts when...
I arrived at Subic Bay Naval Station in early September 1958 as an ambitious and horny 19 year old Marine PFC, and after a slow (almost four week) trip on one of the scroungiest scum buckets afloat. Lena had left for the Island of Leyte to take care of several younger brothers and sisters after her mother died, and I was still at Subic Bay and would not be leaving for nearly another year. Angelita Three days after Lena left, I headed out into Olongapo for another drunken day on...
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Premium Shemale Porn SitesAngela by elderberry George: I must be crazy. I stood outside of Arthur's front door, with my luggage, hesitating before ringing the bell. Arthur and I, internet friends, corresponded by e-mail and had opened a line of communication hard to accommodate in the everyday give and take of friendship. We confessed to failings, both physical and moral, that we dare not reveal to our closest friends. I had told him about my masturbatory habits and my erection problems. He had confessed to...
MatureAngela by elderberry George: I must be crazy. I stood outside of Arthur’s front door, with my luggage, hesitating before ringing the bell. Arthur and I, internet friends, corresponded by e-mail and had opened a line of communication hard to accommodate in the everyday give and take of friendship. We confessed to failings, both physical and moral, that we dare not reveal to our closest friends. I had told him about my masturbatory habits and my erection problems. He had confessed to a...
It was because of Angela that my predilection for mature women was formed. Perhaps it was also due in part to the significance of the date, 18th of February 1982, my eighteenth birthday. After all losing your virginity to a woman twenty three years your senior is bound to have a profound and ever lasting affect. I was living in a fairly remote coastal town in Western Australia at that time; a builder’s laborer having just left high school with not much of an idea of what I wanted to do with...
CHAPTER ONE"Joey!" Angela Banner called from her back door, straining her voice toovercome the noise of the lawnmower. "Come have a cold drink, darling!You must be terribly hot!""Sure am, Mrs. Banner!" Joey Watson shouted back, cutting off theengine and running to pick up his shirt where he had thrown it in thegrass.Angela was hot too, but the heat that was bothering her had nothing todo with the weather. Angela's house was cool and comfortable, but herpussy was steaming, steaming with lust for...
I first met Angela, my wife, when she was just sixteen, some thirteen years ago and was absolutely smitten by her looks and mannerisms. It was as if all my dreams had come true and she was my sole obsession in life thereafter.Nothing mattered more than getting acquainted with her and befriending her for life. As a senior to her by three years in the same institution - we kept bumping into each other every other day. We exchanged small pleasantries at times, which slowly matured from friendly...
Wife LoversAngela by am Outside I heard the Taxi driver beep his horn, I looked through the window and acknowledged him. Then, after putting my handbag over my shoulder, making sure I had my keys, purse, tickets etc., I picked up the 2 suitcases I'd packed earlier that day. It felt like an age since I'd rung the taxi and I'd been sat round in my business suit. I walked down the steps in front of my flat and nearly slipped. The heels I'd chosen to wear weren't too high but I still...
ANGELA I was on top of my oldest and fucking the shit out of her when I first noticed the shadow outside in the garden. It was to be the first time, but not the last. It took me a while to figure out who was watching. I half expected them to call the cops the first time, because most people frown on a father fucking his two daughters on a regular basis. But they didn't mind. In fact they loved it. They competed for my...
Vienna, 1899 We turned the corner and arrived in the notorious Spittelberg Alley. I knew the place by reputation, but the thought of visiting it had never crossed my mind before that evening. My friend, on the other hand, seemed perfectly at ease. And he was not the only one, I noticed as I spotted a number of well-dressed men either going into or coming out of the houses lining the street. This was one of the few places in Vienna where class distinctions ceased to exist. No curtains hung in...
Reading some of the stories on here I feel that my little ditty is going to be quite boring but it is completely true and may interest one or two.I know it's not good but for the last 9 years I have been having an affair with the wife of a friend...lets call her Angela.Initially it started as friendship but developed. It took us quite some time to start a sexual relationship and initially it wasn't that good mainly because I had to use the dreaded condom.After a number of years I steeled myself...
I don’t know where Ceridwen came from. I think she’s a melange of the tired city girls you see every day on the London commute. Our city is hard and jagged, and those of us lucky enough to have someone should be glad, too many people here are alone. — I was tired and cold. The Victoria line platform at Vauxhall was busy and I clasped my violin case to me as I dodged around other people and made my way towards the train station. It was a windy evening, with drizzle and low clouds scudding...
Last January my life changed in a way I never would have thought possible. The following story tells of the even that triggered this change. Before I get into the story let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Angela and I am 21 years old and a housewife in Tucson, Arizona. I am five feet six inches tall and weigh 110 pounds. My husband Travis always tells me I have a great body and he says he loves my 34B breasts. We have been married for a year and a half. Travis is 36 years old. He...
It was early one morning when I happened upon Angela. I was bored and browsing an internet dating site when her profile jumped out and bit me on the pecker. ‘I love hardcore sex,’ it said. Now that is a very unusual way for someone to sell herself on what is a supposed tame dating site. My interest was piqued and without delay I wrote my first mail to her. I realised that she would be inundated with mails of the lascivious type, I also had a suspicion that she was a clever cookie, one that...
It was early one morning when I happened upon Angela. I was bored and browsing an internet dating site when her profile jumped out and bit me on the pecker. "I love hardcore sex," it said. Now that is a very unusual way for someone to sell herself on what is a supposed tame dating site. My interest was piqued and without delay I wrote my first mail to her. I realised that she would be inundated with mails of the lascivious type, I also had a suspicion that she was a clever cookie, one that...
Straight SexThe bar was crowded and I was half amused and half turned on watching the group of men literally salivating over her. She was a stunning, dark skinned, dark haired woman of 32. Occassionally a man would attempt to slip his hand beneath the material of her dress and she would laugh and remove his hand. One by one the rejected men left. She saw me laughing at the scene before me and asked me "You think it's funny?" "I do," I replied. She smiled back. "But you don't try." "No,...
On a recent sales trip I was forced to spread a days worth of customer calls over two days instead. On the first day I made several stops up til lunch then found myself with nothing to do til a dinner meeting at 6:30. I was staying at a motel by the interstate that just happened to have a pool. So I decided to grab a bathing suit at the local walmart and go do some tanning. I had picked out a rather skimpy (and tacky leopard print) suit that let my boobs spill out in practically every...
Saturday I woke up and started hitting the books again. D&D books that is. I would go through the Monster Manual for a bit, then write out the next section, then look up some treasure items or making some up myself by the time 3 rolled along I had things pretty well laid out I thought. This was a follow-up to my first adventure, which now was the lead in and introduction to this one. Now they would have to trace the orcs back to their lair and try to wipe them out. Finally I got up and...
Brody dropped the case files on Rebecca Johnson's already buried desk and laughed. "Here you go, busy-bee. You got some catching up to do." She could smell the cloud of body spray following him when he moved. Eau de Asshole, she thought and smiled, her eyes stinging from his acrid musk. Brody had been in her law school class, but now he was her superior at work. It was unfair, but she knew he'd ended up as second chair on some important cases purely because he went out with the guys after...
ReluctanceWhat Rebecca had spotted in that magazine from back East was an illustrated article about quilting. She and her mother and sisters had done some before she ran off with Chet. And now she was determined to get back into it in a serious way. These days Rebecca was working in the Bighorn Restaurant, waitressing for both lunch and dinner. Dinner was the big draw. She was a volunteer, wouldn’t take a dime from Mrs. Chambers. Would the money have helped her husband with his debts to Ollie...
Thanks to Charlie for the editing, advice and support. After a couple of days Lauren still hadn't returned. I called Karla to see if Lauren was staying with her but she hadn't seen her. For the next few weeks the status quo remained. I was living at home by myself. For all intents and purposes Lauren was gone and I was now single. She refused to answer text messages. When I rang her at work it was impossible to get past Maddison. Every time I called she was either busy or out of the...
My cell phone rang a minute after I hung up with Max Solomon. "May I invite Marshon Wilkins to come over to your room, Kyle?" Max asked. "I need to give you my PR 201 lecture, and it would be easier for me if Trevor and Marshon got the lecture at the same time." "That would be fine, Max," I agreed. Marshon arrived a couple minutes before Max. "Malo and I were watching Sport Center," Marshon said as I welcomed him to my room. "You stepped into some shit tonight, didn't you,...
Chapter XIV Back on deck Carol and Lori were exchanged small talk about everything from cloths, men and sex. Lori was the first to bring up the subject of marriage and sex. ‘Are you and Don married, Carol?’ Lori asked. ‘Oh no, we’re not married!’ Carol replied. ‘I’ve been divorced for two years and I met Don about six months ago. I was out looking to buy a new car and we meet at the car dealership where he works and have been dating since.’ ‘How about Mike and Terri?’ Lori asked...
After lunch I had a private meeting with four Senators, arranged by the White House, in the White House private dining area. It was a business over lunch meeting. Two Senators were from the judiciary committee and two from the terrorism subcommittee. We ate with just small talk, mostly about the hot dry weather and a little about the IRS changes. After the waiter cleared the table and brought weak coffee, the Senators started fishing. “How long were you following the Harrisburg group?”...
After a surprisingly short rest, both girls regained their perkiness of before, and we prepared to leave. As we left, the three women embraced each other tenderly. I looked at Amud and smiled, holding out my hand. He took my outstretched hand in both of his in a sign of friendship. "Would you and your wife consider visiting us sometime?" I asked him. "There are so many questions I have, so much I have to learn." I paused, a little embarrassed at my admissions. "Sally is so far ahead of...
I'll always remember the first time we made love. I of course was very anxious. I knew she has been more than a few guys in the past. I've been with a few girls in the past as well. But will she be satisfied with me? The first time happens the day after our first date. I call her on the phone that morning and asked her if she would like to hang out at my apartment. "Hey, Melissa... How are you feeling this morning?" "Hey, babe! I feel wonderful! I really enjoyed last night so much....
Hi kaise lagae mere kahani na ab ek aur lakare aaye hoon pasand aaye tha mail karne mere id hai nirmala aur rashmai bahbhi ka baad mere owner biwi he bache thi rashmai bahbhi kou phone ayae ke sassa maa ke tabyaat serious hai andhar padesh kou bola hai nirmala aur rashmai bahbhi aur unke pati janaye ka liye tayaar hogaye janaye ka liye ticket be book kara diya tha rashmai aur nirmala na mujhe kiss kiya aur bola dekha kabir jab tak huma na ayae tum apna virarya(means semen) Waista nahi karna...
I hardly slept at all that night, visions of my wife, naked in bed with my brother kept flashing through my mind. Imagining her falling to sleep, holding his cock was so exciting to me. Knowing that he'd touched her tits and pussy, and even had his finger inside her; kept me hard all night.At five o'clock the following morning, I went up to check on my father, he was still sleeping like a baby. I listened at Brian's bedroom door and it was all silent, I went down and made a pot of coffee and...
TrueIt was Friday, and like every other Friday night for the past four months, I would be walking across the parking lot of the condominium project where I lived to the grocery store that was next door. It had become my routine to get my weekly groceries on Friday and to have sex later that evening. It had all started this past March when I only needed a few things from the store and so decided to walk over, buy the things that I needed and then walk home. I was active and loved to play sports,...
First TimeHi, my name is Tim Donehy. It's been about a year and a half since I lost my virginity when I fucked my busty mom Angela to countless orgasms with my 22 inch cock and since then its been like someone cut the brakes on my sex drive. I just seemed to be fucking women left, right and center - I had since fucked my equally busty sister Kate, my English teacher, all my sisters friends, plus her ex-boyfriend's mom and sister, nearly all of the women on my street - it was hard to keep track. But even...
Reshma, the 54 year old maid servant felt her moist pussy widen as Amit, her 21 year old lover's thick, 8 inch cock filled her mature pussy. Her legs instinctively spread wide and wrapped themselves around his buttocks, as her hands wandered to where, she realised, he liked them to be so much- his nipples. She felt another trickle of wetness as he suckled on her tits and her mind went back to the weekend, when he had taken her to his family beach cottage at Alibag on the pretext of getting it...
Turn Towards The Dark By?Lauren?Westley Authoress note: All disclaimers are still in place regarding characters etc. These are just stories although some of the events mentioned really happened to me. As life goes on the motivation of being forced fem never fades instead the curtain closes. Thanks?to?all?my readers. Also, these are stories of humiliation and degradation and aren't for most people. So if the subject bothers you don't read this. I do enjoy those of you who have written...
She walked over to Mae and said, "You will call me, Mistress." "Yes, Mistress." "Good, you listen. Strip!" She ordered. Mae looked a little surprised but also had that submissive excited look on her face that we had seen with Elsie. She unbuttoned her skirt and blouse taking them off and laying them neatly to one side. She had no other clothes but shoes which were left on. Without being told she took up the pose, her feet spread and her hands behind her head. She had nice, pert...
Hello ISS readers. This is Ayan from Bangalore. This is my first story here. A little bit about me. I am 26 years old. I work as a freelancer model. I wish to narrate this story to you all. It was November 1st, 2016. I had been to a Halloween party in ‘Sugar Factory’, the club in Banglore. I failed to reach the club before 9:30. The stag entry was closed by then. There I found two hot ladies Siya and Priya (their names have been changed). I asked them if they will come with me as a couple. They...
You stand in your shop, hammering away at your most recent project, armor and a weapon for yourself. The piece of metal you are currently hammering is to become a layer for your sword, the plans you have drawn out show a beautiful broadsword with a blade made out of seven different metals all encased with mithril and inlayed with pure elementium in the form of runes that make the blade even sharper, able to cut through magical energy to absorb it, then reuse that energy as a shockwave on a...
FantasyIt takes about an hour to get to the address & I can tell it’s in a very bad part of town, at least for the last 15-20 minutes! People are selling d**gs on almost every corner. I thought to myself that I doubt there’s any white people here, or at least live ones anyway! Upon pulling up, I count 6 cars. Once we get out, I think to myself, there will be no turning back now! I notice that this house was very secluded. The last house I saw was at least a mile away! That put even more fear into...
We walked in comfortable silence for a few minutes. We thought about the past few months; about how we had met. We had first met online, due to a difference of opinion on a story for which we had both written a review. He had e-mailed a response to my disagreement on his review. We had started talking online, then after a time, we began to talk by phone. During that time, I had expressed my desires to find a man worthy of being my : someone who could teach me and help me become the real me, the...
FetishAuthor's Note Hi, I hope you will enjoy my story :) let me know if there are any grammatical errors and feel free to leave me feedback and suggestions in the comments. now on with the story ... /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Truth be told I don't know how it happened or why it happened, but what I know is that it's far from over ... Day 1: The Beginning It was just a normal day, the beginning of November to be exact, and with that...
FetishNext day school opened. I was normal and both driver and conductor behaved and talked normally. In evening I told them about next school holiday .. It was just after 7 days . Now conductor became more aggressive. He used to press thighs, finding opportunity pinch choot and caress hips. 7 days passed. I reached at corner and to my surprise they came in a car. I sat between driver and conductor… “Kisi aur ko nahi maalum naa..” I was afraid that they may share me with their friends.. “Nahi rani…”...
You arrive home, and smile at the sight before you. Your 20 year old daughter waiting for your arrival. I am sitting, curled up in the corner of the couch, reading a book, wearing an outfit that both of us enjoy immensely. I am wearing a white button down blouse, a very short plaid skirt, and knee high socks. My hair is tied up into pigtails. The quintessential school girl. I pull the lollipop I had been sucking on out of my mouth with a pop."Daddy! You're home! Let me help you!" I welcome you...
It wasn’t without hardship nor without dangers, but they reached the town, on a gray and windy day, before the winter would make things harder for anyone without a roof over their heads. For her, the town was the place to go to — if anything was left of the old order, any tiny seed around which hope might begin to crystallize, it would be where people lived and gathered, where none of the old hiding places, meeting places, dead letter-boxes, caches or hidden signs would still exist, for those...
Chung-un had emigrated as a toddler with her parents from South Korea. She was extraordinarily smart, with an Ivy League diploma and a cutthroat business sense. She was also lots of fun, and Jackson considered himself quite lucky to be with her. She had left a promising career track in New York City to marry his sorry ass, and Chung-un rarely let him forget it. For his part, Jackson had once harbored plans for graduate school to teach history, but real life scattered those dreams like dust on...
Surrender by Griezz (M/f, cons) The anticipation was building within her as she moved through the brush,the coarse branches of dead trees scrapping at her bare skin. She still didnot know why he wanted her to walk naked through the woods. All she knew wasthat she had been in the middle of studying when he showed up at her apartmentand motioned for her to come with him. They had driven down the highway to the State Park; it was still early enoughin the season that they passed few people on the...
Anna's young son is looking for a cartoon video when he finds the stack of photo printouts on the TV cabinet. Curious, he leafs through them. He's amazed to see his mother's face in many of them! But she's always naked! And there are men, one is a huge fat black man! In many of the pictures the men have their things, their wee-wee's sticking out! Except they aren't like his wee-wee: these are big, long, stiff, not short and floppy like his. He looks closely at some the images: yes, it's...
It was her goal since her friend Mike went out and finaly told her he was gay and liked boysShe was happy he trusted her and for a while joke about finding him a cute cock sucker , Mike shy about this, her teasing him while doing stuff pointing boys and asking if this one would make a great cock suckerThey joke about it every time she saw a cute fem white boy, Mike always seemed to look at them more''this one there , cute little ass too ''''yeah he is cute''''maybe i should go ask him if he...
I decided to get up and jumped in the shower and let her rest. I turned the water on as hot as I could stand it and got in. The water felt SO good. I stood right under the stream and let the water run all down my body. The water droplets poured over my chest onto my stomach and made a small waterfall as they finally plunged down. I took the soap and rubbed it all over my chest and stomach enjoying the pleasurable feeling of the hot water. As I stood there under the hot water, I kept thinking of...
EroticIt was a typical day in college. Well at least thats what I thought... I hate these required courses in college, they are so pointless. But the girl I met that day was far from pointless.I sat down at my desk, towards the back of the lecture hall. This amazing looking girl, walked in a few minutes late, and sat right next to me because that was the only empty seat left. In my head I kind of thanked myself for sitting there. I just wished that I had worn something more attractive than jeans and...
First TimeLet's be honest, men seem to have a great sexual appetite in general than women? Right? Well, maybe. In my reasonable experience, women are just as ‘up for it’ as men but often need a little coaxing out of their shell. Ok, one thing that I’m sure we can all agree on, is that men's thoughts, fantasies and desires run a little darker and a little deeper than our female counterparts. Right? I think that this is generally true. Which is why what happened to me (all those years ago) is so fucking...