Fair Exchange
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“We can’t,” she whispered to him.
“I know,” he replied, kissing her tenderly on the temple.
In spite of her protest, Toni had eased the tip of his cock into her moist, warm opening.
“You’re Gina’s husband,” she said, kissing his jawline.
“And you’re Bob’s wife,” he nodded.
Their lips met and they melted into each other. When they released from the kiss, her breath caught in her throat.
“It feels so good, though,” she rasped.
“What do you want?” he asked.
She eased down on him just a few millimeters. He could feel her heat, her warmth, her grasp. A little flutter of muscle contraction passed from her through to him.
“We can’t,” she whispered to him.“I know,” he replied, kissing her tenderly on the temple.In spite of her protest, Toni had eased the tip of his cock into her moist, warm opening.“You’re Gina’s husband,” she said, kissing his jawline.“And you’re Bob’s wife,” he nodded.Their lips met and they melted into each other. When they released from the kiss, her breath caught in her throat.“It feels so good, though,” she rasped.“What do you want?” he asked.She eased down on him just a few millimeters. He...
Wife LoversTHE SOUL EXCHANGE By Raven. Not so long ago the archangel Peter decided to take the celestial equivalent of a coffee break. After all he had been working for all of eternity as the one who chronicals the path of souls without a break. The chronicaller of souls is an important job up in heaven. Not only do you have to stand at the gates of heaven with the Book of Souls and detemine who is to be allowed passage, and who is to go to Hell, but you have to make sure that all of...
As is the case with most boys (and as far as I can guess most girls), my first sexual experience was a solo one, i.e. masturbation. From the very first time I held my cock for anything other than to pee I was hooked on the sheer delight of orgasm, the building pressure in the brain (and in the balls) leading up to the cataclysmic release is a feeling I have never lost the desire for.One way I have discovered to increase the pleasure is to masturbate surreptitiously in public. Typically I would...
I was an exchange student from Malaysia to India at a private college in Bangalore, Karnataka. As I walked through the college entrance, I gasped at the many girls walking around in tight tops, their breasts moving voluptuously, getting me a slight hard-on. Some smiled at me, some frowned at me and some gave me that Ï will eat you up look”. I started sweating and my cock went back to its normal sleeping state. I made my way to the college admissions office. A lady was there in a tight...
Exchange By Margaret Jeanette Ken and Mary Hitter were having supper. She was telling him about a new woman's wear store that had opened that day. She said they carried everything a woman could possibly need. Then she said, "Don't forget tomorrow night is when we go out with the Wilcox's, the Farmer's, and the Tolbrook's for supper and to see that country and western band afterwards." He told her he would be ready by five-thirty for the six o'clock meeting at the supper club. She...
The ExchangeEmile, 2010Usual caveats apply.---Kurt Hengst oozed sex, and he knew it. At 6'2", his broad muscular body towered over most guys, and it didn't take much more than a cheeky smile to flash across his unshaven jaw for his prey to come willingly. They were true victims, falling in love, and falling arse up offering to quench it. But Kurt was only in it for the sex, and his unquenchable, brutal fucking, combined with his uncomfortably large cock and carelessness, soon made them run...
"You found your mother?" "Yep. She's at the top of the dead oak down by the lake. She's fucking the gray hawk that nests there. She saw me. 'Tell your Dad, ' she goes, 'That though my cock has no cock, still he's a better fuck than your Dad and his prize cock." "She's still mad." "She did catch us." "What did she expect? I was a stag and you were the sweetest smelling doe in the herd. It was fall. It's never bothered her before." "I think she wanted to fuck me herself....
"Yes, I have my passport." I reassured my mum for about the thousandth time as she kissed me on the head wishing me luck and telling me to have a good time. I was relieved to walk through the sliding doors into the terminal at Heathrow to the sight of all my friends. Our flight was leaving in three hours: plenty of time to go round the shops with them and generally have fun. We were going to Spain, on a Spanish exchange with our school. "Ah, Rob, could I have a word?" came the voice of my...
TeenIntroduction “Yes, I have my passport.” I reassured my mum for about the thousandth time as she kissed me on the head wishing me luck and telling me to have a good time. I was relieved to walk through the sliding doors into the terminal at Heathrow to the sight of all my friends. Our flight was leaving in three hours: plenty of time to go round the shops with them and generally have fun. We were going to Spain, on a Spanish exchange with our school. “Ah, Zach, could I have a word?” came the...
Sarah and Don laid beside each other smiling, their faces flushed. They stayed like that for what seemed like hours until Don's watch beeped. As Don stood up and pulled on his shirt, Sarah lingered on the bed watching him. She loved how sexy Don looked, his cock peeking out from under his shirt. Resisting the urge to put her mouth on it and start something else, she stood up and handed him his pants. This would be the last time she saw him get dressed. It would be six months before she'd see...
Straight SexStar Wars Episode 6.5 A Vital Exchange By Caleb Jones Hans Solo and his wife Leia Organa Solo went to bed after Han returned from a month-long secret mission. They chatted a bit about the day's events and then they began to make passionate space love. Meanwhile, Leia's brother Luke was trying to contact her from the distant planet Xeoiwu-3 using his abilities with the Force. As twins, they could often communicate with each other on a level beyond that of ordinary humans and as...
My name is Peter and I teach Political Science and Economics to senior high school students who have more money and technology than some Third World countries. It is hard to explain to them about Capitalism or Communism while they are texting their friends about old "Professor Pete". Recently I was drinking with a friend who is a journalist for our major daily paper and he got me to write a few pieces about the upcoming APEC conference to use as fillers in the paper. The whole city was in...
Once upon a time, Jack had been a normal guy, like you or me. Well. Maybe a little more perverse than most. There was always so many beautiful ladies around, and he just wanted to touch them. One day, he woke up different, changed. There was no magic fairy, no voice of god, just the knowledge in his head that he could do as he wished, to anyone he wished. It was there firm in his head, as he got dressed in a simple black sleeveless shirt, with a v-neck and ties, a red vest, and a plain black...
Mind ControlChicago 1999. I’m 19, Sandra 18. Sandra is a foreign exchange student from Germany, we met while both visiting Chicago for a group gathering of the host and foreign students. She was tall, 5’ 10’’ dirty blonde hair, light blue eyes, full lips. Her lightly tanned skin was accented with tan lines, highlighting her firm perfectly shaped B-cups. A flat tight stomach with a small mole just above her bellybutton. Long toned legs and a nice round ass, tight and firm from cross-country running. Me, 6’...
SRU / SRU High School: Student Exchange By Bill Hart Hank Sawyer was born Henry Alexander Sawyer, but to all his friends he was better known as Ox. Tonight found him sitting disconsolately with a small group of friends from the football team in the small bar across the street from the mall. Under normally circumstances, Hank would never dream of even touching any alcoholic beverage during the football season, but today was totally unlike any other day in his life. Today was the...
Office Exchange By Elrod "Are you going to the meeting?" I turned at the interruption, startled from the task I was absorbed in. It was, as I expected, my office mate, Cheri. She stood in the doorway, leaning slightly to peer around my bookcase. "Uh, yeah," I answered quickly. I grabbed my planner and scooted my chair back from my computer, hastening to follow Cheri as she hurried down the hall. I guess you could argue that technically, Cheri was my boss. But the...
Office Exchange by: Anne O'Nonymous Heads turned as she walked across the workroom floor, floral perfume giving warning of her approach, tapping away on 3" heels, with taffeta petticoats rustling under a full skirt and long, shoulder-length hair gently swaying rhythmically to and fro in time with her steps. The few men working there admired her legs, encased in seamed black hose. Their admiring eyes followed her across the floor and up the stairs leading to the main offices. They...
An Impartial Exchange: Part 1 A gender-bender love story. RONAK SHINDE This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited. All the characters and incidents in this story are imaginary, resemblance to any person dead or alive is purely coincidental. The author doesn't intend to outrage, insult, wound or hurt any religion or the...
As 30 loomed close, Nan began paying more attention to where her life was going. For too many years she lived a life of little responsibility, working jobs that paid enough to get by and she could just forget when she wasn’t there. She’d watch TV, read, party, and mostly do things to keep herself entertained. That went for the men in her life to, a series of dead-end boyfriends who provided a diet of vanilla sex when she got horny. When a girlfriend suggested checking out some of the skilled...
One good turn deserves another. In the bedroom that might translate as ‘one good sucking deserves a muffing’. I enjoyed this fairest of exchanges again just this morning. Let me share my experience with you… I woke early and looked at my girlfriend as she lay sleeping beside me. She was turned towards me and her beautiful face was partly covered by her long blonde hair. Her lips are the most sensual I have ever seen. Just looking at them makes me want to cum in her mouth. I have told her this...
She was looking forward to having dinner with one of the party, an young man near her age by the name of David. The thought of being near him brought a smile and blush to her cheeks. A simple dinner, maybe a bit more flirting, and as usual nothing ever seems to go right for my simple plans.... Tonight was no exception... David was waiting downstairs for her to arrive, watching the main room gradually fill with all manner of people, human, elven, dwarf, etc (editor - imagine Lord of the...
originally published in Ophelia’s Muse May 2002 Lamps sputtered against dank subterranean air as he squinted at the papers. Fuel fumes stirred a bouillabaisse of tobacco, coffee, soup, sweat and mildew. The muted breath of those around him sounded more distant than the trickle of sewers beyond the chamber walls. “I’ll be dammed,” Bradley muttered in English. Six of the surviving members of Etienne duMarche’s Resistance cell exchanged uncertain grins, they might not understand his words, but...
Fairies Daniel checked his traps. A shy boy, he had never really gotten along with his peers. He was too short for basketball, too light for wrestling or football, little hand to eye coordination so baseball was out. What could a kid do? He discovered an interest in insects. They never expected him to hit a glove at 90 feet. They didn't care if he could kick, hit, pitch or anything else. They went about their lives with indifference to anything they didn't need to do. Sometimes he...
One enchanted Evening... Dandelion flew alongside the Queen toward the national forest. "It's so beautiful from up here." She sighed. "Yes. But the smog is murder," the Queen replied. They skimmed over a freeway, and entered the depths of the forest. Here, without the taint of man, it was a wonderland Dandelion would have never imagined. The few Fairy he had seen were multiplied fourfold. They danced, and in some places he saw two light merge, pulsing. She asked about the...
This is my first story, please let me know what you think Growing up I was a nerd. Living on the east coast of Florida most of my classmates were more interested in the wave forecast while I focused on atomic weights and the possibilities that black holes really existed. This is not to say that I was all study and no fun, I looked forward to the weekly game of Dungeons and Dragons. Being a nerd and more introverted than even most of those I had few friends. Okay, I had two people that I would...
The problem with lawyers... The man leaped at the Coach as he stepped from his car. Having spent several years as a Marine before he became a coach. what happened next was a foregone conclusion. He grabbed, slammed the man face first into his SUV (Wincing at the dent his face left) and set his foot on the man's back. "What the hell are you doing?" He snarled. "Coach Henderson I am serving you with a subpoena!" the man said. Of course with a broken nose and other injuries from his...
Fair TradeByMichele NylonsDavid Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger."You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn't you? 'Don't worry Chelle, it's a back road but it's fine and will cut thirty minutes off our journey.' Which numb-nut told you...
Fair TradeByMichele NylonsDavid Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger."You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn't you? 'Don't worry Chelle, it's a back road but it's fine and will cut thirty minutes off our journey.' Which numb-nut told you...
"Honey, I'm home!" Richard yelled, closing the front door behind him. He'd lucked out and gotten the day off early and wanted to surprise his wife, Helen. When he didn't hear a reply right away, he walked up the stairs toward their bedroom. Puzzled, he looked down and saw a bra laying on the ground, as if it had been stripped off and discarded there. Down the hall he could hear some sexy music coming from the bedroom. Richard smiled to himself, remembering the last time this had...
However, one special rule of the game is that there are some slips stating challenges to be done, or punishments carried out, none of them real difficult or more than embarrasing. Yet, one command is that of the hearts desire, in which the dice are rolled one more time, then contestants are counted from left to right, with the lucky person chosen getting bedded by the drawer for the night. The game has been played for centuries, both honor and tradition bind the two to carry out the...
Fair Justice CHAPTER IGreenville High Street had a new attraction today. Judge Fair of Greenville Law Court, who had a reputation of not living up to his name, was always keen on cruel and unusual punishments. Today’s treat was one of the housewives of plush Greenville convicted of adultery. Normally for such an offence Fair would dole out any combination of branding, a flogging, and a prison sentence anywhere between a month and six years (as the law prescribed) depending on the case and...
To the tune of "Fairytale of New York" by Shane MacGowan and Jem Finer This may be archived/posted anywhere: Just give credit where credit is due, thanks! Fairytale of Christmas By Pretzelgirl It was Christmas Eve, again In the closet I finished donning my gay apparel And then I poured a drink My memories erase I strung some mistletoe Tear trickles down my face God, I'm the lucky one I've been the favorite son I've kept it hidden I've been the golden boy The toll has...
Fair GroundsIf Only Dreams Came True...This is a short story of a dream I had.Dawn and I were at a fair in town. Like always she was dressed to kill in tight jeans, boots and a very sexy top. Every guy there was looking at her like I was not even there. We went on every ride they had and played every game there. She kept going back to the Tilt-A-Whirl and talking with the operator. She saw I was getting a little upset so she came up to me and gave me a kiss."Oh, stop getting upset I was just...
David Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger. “You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn’t you? ‘Don’t worry Chelle, it’s a back road but it’s fine and will cut thirty minutes off our journey.’ Which numb-nut told you that? “ Michelle...
Winter Wonderland "Why is it so cold!" Rose wailed. "It's like this when winter hits up here." "Winter!" Winter is long rains and some snow, but not meters of it!" she protested. "Just be glad we cut west. I had originally decided we could go to Alaska. It's like this more than half the year." She wailed again. They had been lucky near Joliet when they had found a clan that had dealt with the local rat problem by converting the pests into food and furs. In return for aiding...
Travel from place to place. The Fairy screamed, hiding behind the branches of the shrub. The coyote growled, digging after the morsel. She screamed as a paw raked her leg, opening a slash in it. The Coyote suddenly yipped, biting at the small shaft in its side. "Hai!" Thistle dropped from above. Her sword sliced the animal's back, and she was out before it could bite her. Another arrow hit it, and it whimpered. The Fairy used a brew of poisons made from mixing just about anything...
The two set up camp at the site where Vince has spent so many evenings enjoying his fairy friends. It was still early, so there were no fairy’s around to distract them or entertain them as they set up camp. “Where are the fairies, stupid Vince?” Thomas goaded. “Be patient, we have a few hours. Let’s set up camp, eat and go for a swim.” Vince replied. “I don’t want to swim, I want to fuck a fairy. I want to fuck a hot one and make her have half human half fairy babies.” “That’s not...
My name is Leopold Sar Urr Nas Liious sar Istaban and I am eighteen. I guess I am like my father in a lot of ways. Samuel sar Istaban is human though and I am Kaire. My mother is Caris Sar Nas Urr Liious and one of the few in the Liious clan still alive. When the assassins came for the emperor they took almost the whole clan. All except those fathered by prince Roger Sar Urr Nas Liious and mother Sasha and some cousins. That was why my older sib Serg was chosen to become the new emperor by...
Fairy Girlfriend Carl sat at his computer, looking up the latest news he could find on video games and movies. It was one part of his nightly routine that helped him unwind after a long day at work. His job was nothing great and he was sure society could function without him but the pay was decent and it didn't intrude on his personal life like so many other jobs seemed to in the past. After an hour of half-assed browsing he hear a tap on his window and perked up, glad that the other,...
Intro: Think of her as a kinky Fairy Godmother. A very kinky Fairy Godmother with an attitude... "Jesus Christ Jenny - take a shower already! We're not leaving until you do." It was an empty threat and Jenny knew it. "Fuck you, Katie." Kate recognized a losing battle, so with an exaggerated sigh, she gathered up her stuff to head for the beach. Kate hated the fact that her parents often made her watch her thirteen year old sister when they were on vacation. If Kate wanted to go to...
Fairy III The Continuing Adventures By Machiavelli Dedication: To those that are willing to believe that there is still magic in this sad old world. Dream on! For those that liked my previous work, three of them, the Faerie stories and The clothes make the... are posted online on lulu.com. If I sell enough of them, I can keep this up. Acknowledgements: To the most dedicated fan of the series, Marie Vin. She has followed the series, made salient suggestions that have...
“That is so silly,” she mocked me, “it’s obviously a story made up by some horny French guy.” “Yeah, but the story that my great uncle told me isn’t so erotic.” I responded. “He said that his great uncle knew this guy Vince and that Vince took a friend out with him once that never came home.” “Yeah, babe, Vince probably killed him.” “No, according to the story the fairies killed him. After that Vince never went back out there.” After several weeks of sneaking away to visit the...
My hair streamed behind me and my gossamer wings fluttered in the slipstream as I hitched a flight from Bahadur Azi Dahaka, dragon warrior of the Mountains of the Summer Snows. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is unintentional. Transgender themes and other mature themes are included within. If you would be offended by these, please don't continue! I, the author, reserve the right repost this work. As always, I am very aware of the...
Down the Rabbit hole... "What is a convention?" Hyacinth asked him as he got back in the car after fueling up. They had wandered through Pennsylvania, spreading the word, Rob's seed, and palm pilots as they went. Then they headed north into New York State. Rob had initially been worried about contacting the Fairy as he went, but each realm he visited contacted those beyond, and his license number and description of his car had been passed on. Wherever he went, Fairy would come,...
Fairy II: The Fairy Genome Project Spreading the truth They were a disparate group. A hobo, a drunken ex-real estate developer, a waitress, a writer and her family, a cop and a Mobster's daughter cum anthropologist. But they shared one secret that the rest of mankind has yet to learn... If the Faerie had considered the changes that were to come, Dandelion, once Daniel, would have never have had the chance to cause such a turmoil. A young boy converted to Faerie in punishment...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan January 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Note: Although this story was written in January 2015 the events are assumed to happen starting on the evening of Valentine’s Day Saturday 14th February...
First Contact Daniel Hodges checked his traps meticulously. A shy boy, he had never really gotten along with his peers. He was too short for basketball; too light for wrestling or football, little hand to eye coordination so baseball was out. What could a kid do? He discovered an interest in insects. They never expected him to hit a glove at 90 feet. They didn't care if he could kick, hit, pitch or anything else. They went about their lives with indifference to anything they...
I'd always been a bit put off by Cinta. Personality wise, she was the complete opposite of me. Whereas I was placid and reserved, Cinta was outspoken, rudely so in some instances. She had quite a temper from what I'd seen of her at their parents’ house. My younger brother had shared a couple of classes with her in high school, and I'd heard countless stories of her bullying other girls. My boyfriend brushed off her behaviour as just being a teenager. Despite my reservations, he assured me...
The Fairy Genome Project Dandelion didn't arrive that next morning. Originally Holly hadn't been too worried. She had been having too much fun with Anise, happy for Alyssum Rose and Xanthium, welcoming Trillium and Sakura to notice. But by noon the new Pixie had not returned and as the day wore on, she became more anxious. She stood on the branch of her nest, hugging Alyssum desperately as the sun reached the horizon. Anise was inside making dinner for them both, as happy in the...
Things will be great when we're downtown... When it comes down to it, skid row is a state of mind rather than an actual place. It is where people go to be away from all society, and even there you can't escape it. Where the needle or the smoke or the bottle is your only friend, and everyone else is a blur. Weather is rain falling on you, snow gently covering and freezing you. The sun baking you and night having it's own terrors. During the winter they flock to mental institutions, and...
“Be careful,” she told me, “when you’re trekking through the foothills in France. There’s a legend of fairy gobblers that goes back centuries and I would hate for you to come across one unprepared.” She was old and was starting to lose her senses so I didn’t think much of the story she told. She explained to me that the fantasy tales of fairy godmothers were twisted by Hollywood into something cute and sweet but that the true legend came from the legends of fairy gobblers. She told me...
This isn't one of my better stories, but it was something that was bouncing around in my head for awhile so I decided to finally write it down. Fairy Godmother By Morpheus It was late afternoon, close to the evening and I was sitting in the chair by my computer, frowning as I glanced at the clock. It was almost time, not that it was really going to make much difference to me. And though I knew that I shouldn't even be wasting my time thinking about it, I just couldn't help...
An English Country Garden Carrying gear for Faerie through customs can be... interesting. The Customs agent looked at the small pile of metal sections before him, curious. "What is this?" he asked. "Models of pikes," Lady Penelope told him. "May I?" "Please." She took one of the sets, and assembled it into a 16" pike, long haft, with a wide razor sharp blade on the end. She held it out, and the agent looked at it. "Not really a period piece." "No. But it was made by an...
Fairytale (Ropemaker Story I) By C Once upon a time, a young rope maker went out into the world to seek his fortune.He traveled on foot for many months and saw many strange things along theway. One day, he came into a kingdom that seemed to be under a curse: thefields were blighted, the air was grimy with clouds of soot, and the fewpeople he saw fled as he approached. After a few hours in this strangecountry, he was surrounded by a troop of mounted soldiers. They seizedhim, put him on one of...
Once upon a time two brothers were walking in the desert outside the village near where they were born. The older brother Kalik was a strong young man of 14. He was proud to be the head of his family now that his older brothers were off fighting in the war. His little brother, Mustafa, was a spindly 8 years old. His mind was as bright as the desert sun. He could figure things out in a wink which Kalik would never understand in a lifetime. It was a fine, hot morning. The boys were out looking...
Calling in a favor The car pulled up to the estate gate, and the security guard stood. The woman behind the wheel was a stone fox, but preoccupied. He walked out, hulking over the door. "May I help you?" He asked. "Call in and see if Franco is here." "Who?" His orders were specific. No one was home unless he had been informed that they expected guests. "Tell them Monica Braziani would like to talk with him." "Ma'am-" "Just pick up the phone and tell them." Her voice was...
It's all done with mirrors... The Congressmen walked into the building, led by Stanhope Carter, the Public Relations official assigned by NASA. "Thanks to our new missions, The Signal Imagery section has become the most important part of our new work," Carter told them. "Working with the FBI and National Reconnaissance Office, we have developed some of the most efficient programs for boosting and adjusting data ever imagined." "And some of the most expensive," one of them, from...
‘I. Did. Not. Stab. Anyone.’ ‘Stop talking, I told you to stop talking.’ Liam had packed his briefcase and was now pushing Nicki into her coat. ‘Fine, that’s fine. You’re free to go. It’d be a lot less suspicious if Ms. Moran cooperated with the investigation.’ ‘Don’t bullshit me, detective. You have your mind made up about my client.’ ‘Your client was covered in the victim’s blood.’ ‘Adam Winters was bleeding out when Ms. Moran found him.’ ‘At her apartment!’ ‘Outside her apartment.’ ...