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He was visiting Ingrid, and as always his longing for her almost constricted his throat. He was not an Adonis, but not ugly either, and he had never had much trouble to find women to make love with.
But Ingrid was quite a different proposition. She was a beautiful blonde woman of 34 years. She had an attractive, somewhat mischievous face, shining blue eyes, soft rosy cheeks with nice dimples in them when she smiled, and an expressive mouth with lovely full lips. She wore her hair pinned up high, leaving her slender neck free. She had an gorgeous figure, somewhat full and yet slender at the same time: well-developed full breasts, a narrow waist with wide hips underneath (but not too wide), long legs with full, firm thighs, shapely calves and slender ankles.
Dutch Treat Our Erotic TG Honeymoon By: Jennifer Marie I knew I shouldn't have fallen head over high heels for my sweet Dutch webmaster, Kevin Holland. Male webmasters are, I had been told, notorious womanizers, heartbreakers, and the forbidden fruit of Internet romance. And Kevin isn't just any webmaster; he edits the award-winning KTM Girls, the premier showcase of international transgendered beauties on the World Wide Web. He is...
Copyright 2002 by ProfessorR. All rights reserved. For comments, e-mail at the link below. All names, and most of the detail in this story is fictitious. If I’ve accidentally used your name, my apologies. Part 1: ‘This article says that hypnotists who achieve what look like quick results have sometimes ‘seeded’ their subjects with the ideas that they want to get across… brought these themes up before the trance, in other words.’ My lover, Sophia, was flipping through a magazine at her work...
All names, and most of the detail in this story is fictitious. If I’ve accidentally used your name, my apologies. Sophia and I tumbled over and under each other in bed. It was a delightful afternoon, but eventually we were tired and hungry, or hungry and tired. I was too bleary-eyed to know which came first. ‘Room service?’ ‘Yes!’ Sophia was eager to hear the rest of the story about my Dutch friends and their adventures. We washed up and robed ourselves in the time it took for our order to...
I'm usually not given to voyeurism, but this time I couldn'thelp myself. Niccole, my eighteen-year-old niece, had lefther bedroom door open, and there I was, standing in thehallway outside watching her put on her nightie. The thinmaterial of the night gown had tangled in her hair and wasbunched up, covering her face. Concentrating on trying toseparate hair and gown and unaware of my presence, she wasoblivious to the scene she presented. And a delightful sceneit was. Even though I knew it...
Dutch courage 1 By Kim Anderson Copywright 2010 World War 2 in Holland. Carrie van der Veldt has moved from Amsterdam back to her dead parents' home in Utrecht, taking her 15 year-old son Mies with her. To prevent him being conscripted as slave-labour she has disguised him as her 16 year-old daughter Mia. "If I practise hard all weekend, can I have that gorgeous red frock in Dreesmans' window, you know, the one we saw yesterday?" Carrie had to smile. It was hardly a...
Originally story post is called: Swinging - Take Five by Brenda Pate This story is originally by Brenda. I emailed her about some edits and additions. Story idea and the majority of the story relating to what happened belongs with Brenda who I shared the post with before publishing, which she approved of. I really enjoyed this short story along with the point of view from that of a woman and her voice so wanted to follow her style. See my blog entry. When we were younger, even before our...
He was visiting Ingrid, and as always his longing for her almost constricted his throat. He was not an Adonis, but not ugly either, and he had never had much trouble to find women to make love with.But Ingrid was quite a different proposition. She was a beautiful blonde woman of 34 years. She had an attractive, somewhat mischievous face, shining blue eyes, soft rosy cheeks with nice dimples in them when she smiled, and an expressive mouth with lovely full lips. She wore her hair pinned up high,...
CuckoldPaulette is a 60yr old mature lady who recently became a grandmother. I first met Paulette at my previous job as business consultant. My first impression of Paulette was that she has an amazing motherly figure. She has a soft-aged fair skin with slight freckles on them. She has a very plum body, with large breast that sag slightly due to her age. Her big butt often jiggles through her clothes as she walks. Overall Paulette was a very well composed lady with a charming smile. Due to our work, we...
After living in the Netherlands for 33 years I was ready for a big change. I had been toying withthe idea of moving to another country to get away from the stress of it all for a while.I had girlfriends in the Netherlands. Wives.I had one nighters and 2 nighters. I wasn't doing bad for myself.But, there was something missing on the girl side. I love variety. I think I've been withevery kind of girl I COULD be with in the Netherlands. I started thinking about other countries.Other girls. Other...
Lady Tether and the 3 Little Discardsby A. P. Damien28 paused to pour another cup of coffee. "I really don't think age is important. Looks are. But I think my skin is getting dry. One year, maybe two. Then she'll discard me." The brunette did look a little more mature than the other two. Her only clothes were bright red vinyl boots, gloves, and a bikini bottom. "And your life will be, too. Doesn't that matter to you?" 272 was a brand new slave and seemed fascinated by 28's upcoming death. "Yes,...
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LADY VICTORIA - PART 1 - HER LADYSHIP COMES OF AGE BY WILLIAM STREET Lady Victoria waited impatiently in the elegant drawing room of her father's mansion, at a loss to understand what was taking so long in loading the several large trunks containing her wardrobe. At long last the Butler arrived to inform her that her carriage was now ready at her pleasure. She answered rudely, berating him for the incompetence of his staff and followed him to the cavernous Hall of the House. Her mother was...
SpankingLADY VICTORIA - PART 2 - Her Ladyship Gets Her Just Reward Lady Victoria had been sent to Beddingfield Ladies College by her father Lord John for one reason only, to prepare her for marriage into high society. His phenomenal success had brought him huge wealth and his recent ascent into the House of Lords as a Baronet inspired new ambitions, which knew no bounds. His daughter would not only marry into high society but into Royalty itself and he had the money and the power to see it through. At...
SpankingLady Heather's Maid. By Trish. This is the story of how I was seduced from a university course that bored me into a life of skirts and service to Heather Lane. I first heard of Heather when I was about thirteen. It was after school one evening and as usual my mum was picking me on her way home from work. I was on first glance a typical teenage boy in most respects, for instance I was not happy about being forced to sit in the back because mum was giving Edith, her best friend a...
A few months has gone by since it all started with Paulette during our work trip together. It has been rather difficult meeting up with Paulette since she is very busy with her family and the work that requires a trip has pretty much dried up. I began to miss Paulette and my sexual desire towards her is getting stronger, so does my fear of Paulette losing interest in what we had.As my insecurity grew, I began to find ways of keeping Paulette interested in me. I got Paulette to install snapchat...
I was eighteen and almost nineteen years old, and my eldest brother was getting married. My parents gave birth to me many years later. In addition to my eldest brother, I have three older brothers. People say that my birth was purely accidental. I was eighteen and almost nineteen years old, and my eldest brother was getting married. My parents gave birth to me many years later. In addition to my eldest brother, I have three older brothers. People say that my birth was purely accidental. My...
AffairJuicy Janice becomes my first 'fiancee' & future first lover in the year of her graduation from local high-school.Juicy Janice becomes as wet as hot at the interesting idea of an intimate hot holiday to the South in summer!Juicy Janice prefers to be only with me in old Dutch Daffodil 32-B, which offers space for a bed in the back of it.Juicy Janice prefers to keep her folks in peace, so she seeks some compromise: accepts her sis as chaperone.Juicy Janice severely underestimates the erotic...
I learned a lot about the state of sex in The Netherlands and Belgium by my experiences at two Dutch Dating Sites since early WinterI mention here first what amazed me most - after the third wave of feminism, I am from the first - is : for virginity or little titsI am a philosopher, who never had a boss: all the time of my life in Amsterdam to reflect - after a quarter of a Century of my official studiesI blame it on American Cultural Imperialism, including Christian religions and other...
Lady Catherine Hines sat in her chair as Miss Braxton, a woman in her 40s, brushed her long brunette hair. It extended to the small of her back. Catherine was dressed in her night gown. Miss Braxton always brushed her hair before Catherine retired to her bed. "You appear downhearted, Lady Catherine. Did you not enjoy the party? You appeared happy while socializing with your friends." "I alsways enjoy my time with my friends but do you observe how Father does not allow me to socialize with...
On arriving home after her first visit to the men’s toilet, Colette had spent over an hour under the shower, washing every inch of her body over and over again. She lathered and washed her hair several times and performed every necessary action to make sure that she was cleaned up. She douched herself several times and rinsed her mouth, and gargled with an antiseptic solution. Coletten with all of Colette’s scrupulous cleansing, Chuck still had reservations fucking her after what...
Colette had no doubt that her husband Jacinto, loved her very dearly. She nevertheless knew that, in spite of his love, he liked to see her being abused and degraded. This being the case, she was understanding when her husband told her that he had arranged for her to be abused by two men that he’d met up with – something that they had done on previous occasions, but as Colette was to soon find out, never anything like what was about to take place. . The meeting was set up for that...
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Introduction: A young lady comes to a established lord with a dilemma. Note: The sex took a lot longer to get to then I planned. Things got a bit… away from me. I had to rewrite this concept a few times to get it to work, but even with the slow start Im pleased with the final product. Constructive criticism is always welcome. ————— This certainly promised to an interesting meeting. I wasnt sure why the young granddaughter of one my chief political allies wished to meet with me, but I...
Brigadier Sir Harold Highchapel was not the sort of fellow who found amusement in the sordid affairs of the less fortunate underclasses that populated the closely built housing that had seemingly popped up overnight in the crumbling manors on the western part of the Oxford region. He was somewhat in disaccord with the slow creeping shift in demographics primarily because it impacted the voting patterns of the entire district. The maturing ex-military man was seldom in good health recently and...
The Earl Howarth's Butler rushed out in agitation crying "Are you expected sir, only His Grace is away at the whipping Sir." His Grace indeed, as if he was a Prince or Archbishop not a mere Earl. "Oh! Then direct me pray," I requested, in as haughty manner as I could muster. "In the town sir, Allerton, in the square sir, at the whipping sir," he said deferentially whereas by rights he should be ordering us hence. "And the Lady Catherine?" I asked. He paused as if...
I arrived at Allerton Hall unannounced, dressed in the classic style of a landed Gentleman while riding in a tolerably smart carriage pulled by a matched pair of Greys, driven by one Mr Barrington from Devonshire who had become my friend masquerading as a coachman.The Earl Howarth's Butler rushed out in agitation crying "Are you expected sir, only His Grace is away at the whipping Sir." His Grace indeed, as if he was a Prince or Archbishop not a mere Earl."Oh! Then direct me pray," I requested,...
The story below is based on an old Yahoo-chat environment long-since shut down. It was known as Lady Ann's Brothel, and I learned how to role play, as well as enjoy cyber-sex there. I spent a few years in the place and made a great many friends, a couple of whom I still get to stay in touch with, thankfully, but in SecondLife, instead of other chat rooms. If anyone from Lady Ann's ever reads this, they'll understand the conclusion of this chapter.As with my other works, I have posted this to...
Vanakam, enathu peyar Vinoth vayathu 25 nn puthuvaiyil vasikiren, naan patta padipai padithu midithu 2 varudangal aagugirathu. Ippozhuthu enathu kalluriyil pattam alipu vizhvil kalanthukollumaaru azhaipu vanthu irunthathu. Naan paditha padipuku pattam kidaika poogirathu endru santhoshamaaga irunthathu. Enathu udan padithavargal annaivrum varuvaargal appozhuthu enathu senierpengalum varuvaargal. Athil ennaku munbu oru kaathali irunthal avail naan munbu kalluril vaithu oothu irukiren ippozhuthu...
My father stood in the doorway to my room and through the bitter moonlight I could see he wasn't happy. His scowl had a way of sucking the air out of a room. We were all terrified of that scowl. I found myself wanting to do anything to make him not stand in my doorway with that look. My sisters rooms would be fine but mine, no way. “Daddy?” I said . He stepped into my room but the look didn't change. I felt tears sting my eyes. I was terrified! What had I done? What was he about to do to me? I...
IncestNote : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestLADY VICTORIA – PART 2 – Her Ladyship Gets Her Just Reward Lady Victoria had been sent to Beddingfield Ladies College by her father Lord John for one reason only, to prepare her for marriage into high society. His phenomenal success had brought him huge wealth and his recent ascent into the House of Lords as a Baronet inspired new ambitions, which knew no bounds. His daughter would not only marry into high society but into Royalty itself and he had the money and the power to see it through....
Mother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Thoughts This had to be the greatest shock of my life. Greatest because I was hit by two massive bombshells at once. The first was Lady Heather - not Anna being Lady Heather, but the real one - standing deactivated inside the small, protected room. The second was that Anna had managed to keep this secret from me all this time. I looked at Anna, my questioning expression too obvious to need further elucidation. "Information referring to this exists in a special spot I was able to create...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Thoughts I had no idea when I first stepped into Lady Heather's establishment that it would become the center of the Universe - and my own center - for so many years to come. Some people will say that I regressed right back to where I once started. I'd once been a sex-toy in a whorehouse, and here I was looking to be the same thing in another one. To say that gives no value to all to how much I've grown and accomplished since Anna rescued me and sent me off to live with Samuel. Nor does...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
My mother, rest her soul, died when I was seven, so for half my life the only family I had was my daddy and the dogs. Daddy worked as a trash collector in the city, so most of the time it was just me and our four dogs: Fudd, the youngest, a droopy basset hound who seemed to be unable to do anything other than sniff things; Townes Van Zandt, named for the singer, whom everyone knew as TVZ because he was a common sight on anyone's porch; the old hound Po, who had been my mother's favorite...
Thoughts Lady Heather remains to this day the most amazing fembot I've ever met. She is also the oldest. And the more I learned about her story, the more amazed I've become. Lady Heather was constructed before the days of mass production that made robots like me affordable to all willing to expend the necessary effort to own them. Her owner was so rich that other quite wealthy men and women called him "The Rich One". In the days when robots were still being built one at a time by hand,...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Lady Caylethorpe’s Caning. On a warm day towards the end of July, a month shy of her thirtieth birthday, Lady Caylethorpe, the beautiful but conceited wife of the Fourth Earl of Caylethorpe, received the soundest and most comprehensive thrashing of her pampered and privileged life. It was, in the opinion of every member of the domestic staff of the Caylethorpe ancestral manor, one of the most thoroughly deserved chastisements ever meted out in the history of the household and few would have...
Lady Caylethorpe’s Caning. On a warm day towards the end of July, a month shy of her thirtieth birthday, Lady Caylethorpe, the beautiful but conceited wife of the Fourth Earl of Caylethorpe, received the soundest and most comprehensive thrashing of her pampered and privileged life. It was, in the opinion of every member of the domestic staff of the Caylethorpe ancestral manor, one of the most thoroughly deserved chastisements ever meted out in the history of the household and few would have...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
The story below is fiction, but the character "Heather" is based on a lady I have fantasized about.I met Heather at work. I was new to the office, and met her when the boss took me around to introduce me to my new coworkers. She is a tall brunette, with blue eyes that I immediately lost myself in. Once I was able to look at the rest of her, I found she had an athletic figure and nice firm tits up high on her chest. After our introduction, she said she had to attend a meeting. I made sure...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...
After Charlady's last epic adventure, (Charlady's Jamboree), Master Ray revamped the play room, he had a specially made table built to his own design. This Table was six feet six, circular in size and shape and with a standard double mattress would adequately stand in as a double bed although a little quirky in its design. When I explain you will see why, for the whole table top was designed to rotate about a central axis. Further features we also incorporated like slots fro wrist and ankle...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
Contents are copyrighted by Cheryl Lynn 06/05/04 Contains adult material and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Paulette is a fictional story about a young man ensnared by his step- mother, aunt, and grandmother. Forced by a hired nanny to become a sissy for the delight and entertainment of his step-family. Paulette By Cheryl Lynn Paul, his Stepmother, Grandma, and Aunt Miriam sat quietly as the solicitor read the last will and testament of his father, John. "In...
Look, I know I should've looked in the rearview mirror, okay?I know.I mean, I know now.I should've looked in the rearview mirror, or twisted to look out the back window, or hell, I guess I could've washed my car so the goddamn backup camera wasn't covered in dirt.There's a lot of things I should've done. There were a lot of things I could've done. The fact of the matter, my friend, is that I did not do those fucking things, and I ran over the crazy old lady who lived down the street.Well, okay,...
Missouri, late August, 1866 Chloe and Cletus dragged out of bed a little stiffly the next morning. Chloe was walking a little bowlegged and Cletus ached in muscles he didn't know he had. Chloe grinned and said, "Cletus, I didn't know a man could have so much stamina. I wish I had met you years ago!" A little embarrassed, Cletus answered, "You showed me things I never even heard of. I never would have wanted to stop, but I just got too tired." With a mock frown, Chloe said, "Now you...
Dakota Territory, September, 1867 Over the course of the last few years, Cletus had accumulated 10 "Army Brass" pistols. He didn't carry them all; he kept four in his pack. He decided that these pistols would make great gifts for his new clan, so he took them to his next council meeting. He gave one to each of four war chiefs who were there and explained the advantages of the pistol over the rifle for close combat. He offered to demonstrate the next day. The next day, about midmorning,...
Wyoming Territory, April, 1875 Cletus was suitably chastised for not telling Ellie that he would be out the extra night. Logic had nothing to do with it! Ellie was getting more and more possessive of Celtus' time, so that he was starting to find it difficult to make his rounds. Cletus felt that Ellie was acting less like the wife of an Indian warrior and more like the wife of a White shop keeper. Ellie would often cry as Cletus began his scouting sweep and nearly collapse with relief when...
So, what was I supposed to do? I mean, there I was alone with the girl and all she was wearing was a flimsy pair of shorts and a tank-top that was made of the same material. She’d been sitting on the edge of her bed waiting for me and she stood when I entered her room. I could see the slight bulges of her tits poking through her light pink top, as well as her bony hips poking through her bottoms. She looked a bit nervous and in that way that two emotions can show on the same face, she...
As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...