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The Inverted Girl 2

Chapter Two: Now and Then The first thing I want to tell you is, I'm not really gay. I know you're laughing. But the truth is when I walk down the street, I don't look at men, I don't find them attractive. I look at women. The way they dress, the way they move, the way they act. I want to be like that. I want to be sexy and beautiful, too. And men? Well, men are only there to make me feel more like a woman. To make me feel real. So, I tolerate men. I suck their cocks, I let them fuck...

the story of Pornographic film

Early years: 19th centuryImages from early Austrian erotic movies (about 1906, first image showing Am Sklavenmarkt) by photographer Johann Schwarzer and his Saturn Film companySee also: History of erotic depictionsProduction of erotic films commenced almost immediately after the invention of the motion picture. Two of the earliest pioneers were Frenchmen Eugène Pirou and Albert Kirchner. Kirchner (under the name "Léar") directed the earliest surviving erotic film for Pirou. The 7-minute 1896...

Lucky Pervert

Lucky Pervert by Peeping Thom (mff, mF teens, 1st, ped and inc) Author’s note. This is my first foray into erotic fiction for a number of years and it is also the first story I have submitted to this forum. This is the story of how some harmless flirting, an abundance of teenage hormones and a friend’s older sister lead to not only my loss of virginity but her younger sister’s as well. The events recounted here took place in the mid 1980s, a time when people still felt safe leaving their doors...

Starting Over

STARTING OVER Dirk Robinson sat on the couch in front of his TV, watching some inane sitcom and realizing for the thousandth time that his life was a failure. It had started out well, but due to his own choices, it had spiraled out of control over the last few decades. He ruminated on those choices, wishing he could go back and unmake some of them. His grades in his New Jersey High School had been overall passing, but not spectacular, because of his own lack of motivation. He had...

Learning CurvesChapter 120

Phil spent the rest of the day with Marc Edmonds. Edmonds’ grandfather had been one of the initial investors in Lambswool back in the 1950s and Edmonds held an abiding love of the man and, although the family had long divested itself of the stock, Lambswool Studios. “My grandmother worked here,” Edmonds explained as the pair ate in the canteen. “Grandpa was 30 years old when he moved out here. He made his money in oil after World War II. Grandma was an aspiring actress and, as she tells it,...

Bec4 The Wrong WardrobeChapter 31 Tuesday Dr Koehler

Editor’s Note: The next pages are further notes taken by Dr Koehler Snr. Notes of meeting, Nurse Cassandra, Tuesday, 12/7, 8:53am ((notes re other patients deleted)) NC: There have been no major concerns about Mischa but there have been some interesting developments. She became upset this morning because she wanted to use the bathroom but Bec was not aware enough to be her escort. Nereida accompanied them and reported that Mischa showed a high level of care for Bec. I can’t imagine the...

Naked on Summer Vacation Slut Summer SchoolChapter 35

The nice gentleman cleared his throat. He was wearing a Hawaiian Shirt and cargo shorts like a typical tourist at the beach. I am not good at small talk. I must have one of those faces where people feel the need to come up and talk to me about their day and what is going on. I usually make it very clear I am not interested in conversation or shooting the breeze. I’d prefer people just get right to the point if they have a question or fuck right off. I instinctively knew that was my old...

Naked on Summer Vacation Slut Summer SchoolChapter 36

Ann drove me back to meet up with the others at Captain Hiram’s. It was a local bar where they liked to hang out. The bar was bustling, and the bouncers didn’t question us when she walked up. In the 1980s, the drinking age hadn’t yet become 21, and pretty girls were rarely carded. I had snuck in there a few times, but my mom always caught me. You don’t need money when you are a pretty girl, either. You won’t pay a cover charge, and guys are always ready to buy you a drink. No one is going to...

Visit To Mrs Jensen

It seems amazing to me how a seemingly harmless chat with a friend can lead to unexpected consequences. That is exactly what happened to me after one evening chatting over a drink to my childhood friend, Lucy Williams.We had both been schooled in the 1980s when corporal punishment was being abolished in schools in the UK. It had been used during our time in primary school, although neither of us had witnessed or experienced it, and by the time we started secondary school it had been outlawed....

Our Neighbour in Lockdown

This is purely a fantasyWe moved into our home nearly a decade ago. Our garden is not attached to our house and we have to get access through our neighbour’s garden. Roger, our neighbour, was widowed a few years before we moved next to him and is now in his late 70s. He can be cantankerous and rude and we have had many disputes with him over our access rights. I have not really gotten on with him, but my wife has tolerated him. The good Samaritan in my wife came out immediately at the time of...

Learning Swinging From Another Couple

Most have read my two other posts on swinging and I’ve promised to write more about my experiences. If you read the first story, you know that my biggest worry was what my husband would think afterward. As it turned out my fears never materialized, we decided to go for it again. This story is the next hurdle we had to cross: watching each other with another person. To remind everyone, my husband and I were both US Air Force officers stationed in England in the 1980s. * We had met another...

21 More Lesbian Slang Terms You rsquo ve Probably Never

1. FAIRY LADY: “In the mid-1990s, a lesbian bottom.”2. VULVA HANDS: “A gesture used in lesbian gatherings during the 1980s, probably originating in the women’s peace camp at Greenham Common in England and continuing at the Seneca Women’s Peace Encampment in upstate New York, and indicating the strength of lesbian sexuality. The two forefingers and thumbs were placed together to form a triangle, and then the hands were held over the head in the air. Some lesbian jewelry still employs the image...

Showing off at the cinema

Story by Peter Rodman In the olden days -- back in the 1980s, before videos killed the adult theaters -- movie theaters that screened smut could be randy places, as my wife Sally and I discovered once.My wife had brown hair, a medium build that was neither thin nor chubby. She had straight brown hair and large brown eyes.Perhaps more to the point of my story, she had nicely-proportioned breasts with pink nipples. One aureole was slightly larger than the other. The large pink ovals made her tits...

The Girl I Never Met Though I Wish I Had Part 1

DISCLAIMER - Aside from my attending Job Corps in the Mid 1980s, the following story is FICTION based on an Erotic Dream I had last night. In other words - IT DID NOT HAPPEN & IS #NOT BASED ON REAL LIFE EVENTS during my stay in the Job Corps programI also posted it in my Pornhub Feed. As such, IT IS NOT STOLEN !!! ANY reports to the contrary are FALSE & UNTRUE !!!That out of the way, it all goes like this.....==============I had this VERY erotic dream last nightI dreamed of my days...

Carnival of Mirrors Generations

This is the second Carnival of Mirrors tale. The first, also available on Fictionmania, is called: Carnival of Mirrors: Four Fates. Like this, it's a standalone tale. You don't have to have read either to follow the other, but if you like this one you'll probably like that one, too. CARNIVAL OF MIRRORS: GENERATIONS By BobH (c) 2004 New York City, Fall 2001 Staring up at the Unisphere, that 12-story high, stainless steel representation of the Earth that was one of the few...

A Cuckold to My Slut Wife from the Start

My wife Liesel and I are now in our fifties and living an active cuckold lifestyle in the Indianapolis suburbs where I grew up. This might seem unusual to many people since I am a doctor and she is a nurse and we live in a very conservative small town. But the real story here is how this way of life came about.My name is Ed, and I graduated from high school in 1972. I had some interest in medical science but wasn't sure what I specifically wanted to do. So, I went to a community college in the...

Summer dressing

It was the mid 1980s, I was 20 years old and it was the summer holidays. For the long break from college I'd managed to find a vacation job in Kent in the south of England. It wasn't brilliant but I was going to get some experience of working with computers, and earn a bit of money to keep me going during term time. The company was based in a small town where I had found a room in a house with a fairly old-fashioned landlady. The freedom of being fairly anonymous in this new job and town was...

Sally shows her tits

Hello girls, thanks for iss and readers for making for my first post “mobile changed the entire life” a gr8 success! This is a story inspired by a real incident with my wife. The first few graphs are true; the rest is made up (to make it even hornier). In the olden days — back in the 1980s, before videos killed the adult theaters — movie theaters that screened smut could be randy places, as my wife sally and I discovered once. My wife had brown hair, a medium build that was neither thin nor...

My first all male group sex session part one

I was lucky. It was the early 1980s and life for gay men had improved beyond the comprehension of the generations who'd gone before. The clandestine lifestyles and repression of earlier times was beginning to end and more gay men were visible and demanding change. Such was the atmosphere that my teenage years had blossomed into. I was doubly lucky to have been born and bred in one of England's largest cities, and as such, a small yet vibrant 'gay scene' had emerged from the darkness that had...

The King 1

No one knows where he came from, it's like he just appeared, no one knows his real name but everyone calls him the King. He's only been in New York for a few months and he's already a legend, he's drowning in gold, a thick solid gold necklace ( Both ends fused together ) around his neck, a thick solid gold watch around his right wrist, a thick solid gold bracelet around his left wrist and two solid gold rings on both his pinky fingers. He always wears a cap, a black vest, black shorts, a...

The King 2

His glasses allow him to see in the dark, see through solid objects, see if his drinks or food has been drugged and he can tell if someone is lying to him by checking his or her heart rate. The medical hologram Doc Holiday can easily cure any std's or illness he might get and heal any injuries he might sustain. The Kings plan has worked perectly, he's feared and respected by Men and lusted after by hypergamous Women that are looking for the upgrade. He's free to do whatever he wants and he...

The King 3

King " It's been fun Doc, thanks for everything " ( The king dies ). Doc Holiday " Goodbye Mr Sims ". The 24th century, Federation space. Wishing Steve and his family the best of luck and getting into his ship Kevin leaves star base 12 to start his new life in the 20th century. He's about to use the same technique Captain James T Kirk used when he and his crew traveled back in time when he's contacted by another ship. Understandibly Kevin is surprised when the pilot of the other ship...

Leaving Hue Vietnam

Red flags were plastered and hung everywhere around the train station... I’d come as a flashpacker, heading out on the Reunification Express line, train #SE4, from Da Nang to Hue. The train ride was sold as beautiful, and it was, aesthetically; known as one of the world’s most scenic, jaw-dropping train routes, it lived up to its reputation. Train tracks snaked through lush jungle, and gazing out the window, I peered out at the tropical, verdant mountains, rugged streams, and sinuous...

Unforgettable WeeksChapter 63

"We definitely have to do this more often," Rita Riley said as she sat down at the table with her husband, Camille and Evan. The group had decided to go out on the town for the night and had wound up at a club featuring a one-hit wonder from their young adulthoods. The singer wasn't any better than they remembered her from the 1980s but they'd had fun anyway. "You know, I bought her CD for that one song and she hasn't even played it tonight," Camille groused. "I still have it on my...

Daze in the ValleyChapter 101

Adam had barely set the phone down when it buzzed again. He considered throwing it against the wall but then he remembered a couple of new invectives he wanted to hurl at Harmony Wakefield. "What!" he answered gruffly. "Uh, I'm sorry if I'm intruding," a soft male voice said. "My name is Tim Thomas. I used to work in the adult industry as Wade Leather. I was trying to reach Derrick Driller." Adam felt like an ass as he apologized for answering the phone like an idiot. "I...

What the Future May BringChapter 4

Kathleen Lehrer walked into her office a few minutes before seven, looking as if she hadn't slept very well, which she hadn't. Her secretary wouldn't arrive for another hour, so she put the coffee on, hoping that the caffeine would get her moving. By the third cup, her secretary arrived, shaken by her boss's appearance. "Ms. Lehrer, you look like you didn't sleep at all last night," said Marge Schriber. "I had the most frightening nightmare which woke me up about 3:00 this morning,...

Utopian RefugeeChapter 5

“How are you doing?” “I’m uncomfortable. I’m thirsty. I’m hungry. I’m bored out of my mind. My diaper is dirty. How do you think I’m doing?” Jane snapped at him. “Sounds like you are doing as well as can be expected,” Jack answered with a smile. “Screw you.” “What problem of yours should I address first,” Jack pondered aloud. “How about untying me?” Jack answered, “No.” “Change my diaper before I get diaper rash,” Jane said glaring at him. “What is diaper rash?” Jack asked looking at...

Modern Family Phil s Birthday PresentChapter 2

MODERN FAMILY PHIL’S FATHER DAY “Dad! Knock next time!” I heard my mom screech from upstairs at Jay. Haley giggled mischievously as doors slammed and grandpa yelled. “What is going on? What were you doing? You know what? I don’t want to know!” Jay hastily retreated from upstairs and was ready to leave. My mom came following down while tying up her robe. “You should really have knocked, Dad!” my mom said. “It isn’t seeing you naked that is a shock. I’ve seen you naked since you were a...

1 Do You Have a Big Dick Why Not Chapter 9

The Prologue (Chapters One-Eight) Introduce Justin’s story as told by his Uncle Eddie. He was a normal, geeky kid growing up in Middle America Suburbia. He had a crush on a quiet girl who was quirky and wore baggy clothes. He came to discover that she and her mother and sister make their living doing web cams and private shows. This story will feature a lot of exposition and details about those fetish web cams. So you should probably not read if any of that might offend you. I include this...

Naked on Summer Vacation Sissy Summer SchoolChapter 3

My Aunt initially laughed too when I landed on my ass. I am sure it looked hilarious like a comic slipping on a banana and falling. The fact I had just stuck my nose up in the air at my Cousin and her friend when my Aunt offered to take me away from their giggling laughter probably only added to the hilarity of the slip and fall. I wasn’t hurt other than a bruised ego, but I had done the one thing I should not do. I had yelled out an extreme obscenity and my Aunt’s initial good humor quickly...

Crystal PassionChapter 4

It's often assumed that because I've been cast as Crystal's best friend, I'm also the one who knows most about her childhood or at least about her life before she became a musician. That's just not true. Her husband Mark knew Crystal's family far better than I ever did. Mark was never really a close friend. In fact, I regarded him rather more as a rival. Neither Crystal nor Mark were jealous lovers but that wasn't what it was like for me, although I accepted Crystal's sexual...

David s Life Book II Just Like Starting OverChapter 3 Summer Time

One of the great things about the 1980s was, to many, the music. Blondie's "Call Me", Billy Joel's "It's Still Rock and Roll to Me", Lipps Inc.'s "Funky Town", and many others. You couldn't go to out without hearing something great on the radio. Then again, people who were young in early 1980s had so much going for them. The world was relatively peaceful, though there were those hostages in Iran until they were released after Reagan was sworn in as POTUS. The economy seemed to be...

The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 45 Love is in the Air

While, technically, I didn’t need to be in at the University during January, once we had recovered from Coffs race, I went back into work. There was a lot to be done getting the TCP/IP system and applications working on Linux, collaboration with the other developers and the networking laboratory and testing facilities that I had built for the initial AARNET implementation were perfect for testing my programs and code on Linux. I got in on the Friday, prepared for a few hours work before my...

Noel s House

Authors note: This weekend I had the unfortunate task of clearing out the house of a friend of the family who passed away a few weeks ago. * Noel, along with his sister Renee and her husband Ric were friends of my uncle, and my sister, brother and I spent many summers at their farm, running wild and playing outside in the fields. I have fond memories of the two houses, joined but yet separate. We spent hours running up Renee’s stairs from the living room, down the second staircase into the...

The Man Who Remembered Ch 02

[The story so far: Retired Soviet spy Lev Davidovich Bronshtein, his beloved wife Polina Abramovna recently died, agrees to meet an agent from his former employer at this apartment in Moscow. The former colleague, Oleg Sergeyevich Rykov, shows Lev files from the time when Lev was stationed in New York. Some historical and linguistic notes: Oleg refers to Russian premier Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin as ‘ours.’ This is because Putin formerly worked for the KGB, the Soviet spy agency. Oleg calls...

To Be Or Not To Be A Doctor Chapter 5

Tony should have been on seventh heaven after that experience. But one thing nagged at him.“Why... why did you kiss my feet?”“I am parachi, you are karaiyar. For centuries my people have prostrated themselves before you.”“No! I don’t believe in the caste system. We are equals.”“I was only teasing,” She grinned. “Your parents were telling me how the community here thinks of caste. I did not tell them, but actually they are stuck in the eighties. In Sri Lanka, we have moved on. The rebels did not...

Our Only Hope Chapter 04

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age...

To Be Or Not To Be A Doctor Chapter 5

"Why...why did you kiss my feet?" "I am parachi, you are karaiyar. For centuries my people have prostrated themselves before you." "No! I don't believe in the caste system. We are equals." "I was only teasing." She grinned. "Your parents were telling me how the community here thinks of caste. I did not tell them, but actually they are stuck in the eighties. In Sri Lanka we have moved on. The rebels did not believe in caste, and did a lot to stamp it out." "Really?" "The...

Janet s P whore training

She really needed to work on her sales pitch to the Japanese buyers she was due to meet on Monday morning, but instead she was in the back of a Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to attend by the company doctor. Her laptop battery was dying as she tried to get her presentation completed as the road snaked through pine forests and up into the mountains Janet was pleased that she had chosen to wear a smart cream jacket with blouse...

Why I Love Black American Women

Okay, here goes nothing. African-American guys like myself have a certain image in the eyes of the world. We’re thought of as tougher, meaner and more athletic than the average guy. Also, people seem to think we gravitate toward either athletic pursuits or criminal endeavors, and nothing in between. Neither is exactly true for most Black men living in the United States of America. Just to prove to you how untrue these stereotypes are, take me for example. My name is Arnold Thompson. And I’m a...

Black Love Chronicles

There is nothing quite like doing that which makes you happy. My name is Jason Jean-Bernard and I’m a man with two lives. In the eyes of the world, I am a successful Haitian-American lawyer who makes a good living defending corporate fat cats. It’s what I’ve always wanted to do. Growing up, I was a nerd who watched Law & Order religiously and did mock trials with like-minded friends rather than play sports or video games. And I pursued my dreams as an adult. I earned my bachelor’s degree in...

The Chauffeur 41 The Limo Companies

By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 Getting back into LA, my mind was buzzing about the things that I saw on the trip by various limo companies. When the jet parked, there stood Fred with the trunk open, and the back door open waiting for us to deplane. Of course, my mind worried about the relationship between him and Mom. The three ladies all wished Fred a good afternoon as they got into the limo. I stopped and pulled Fred aside. “Fred, I’m surprised to see you here. Is everything...

A Family of Men in America

My name is Josh Fernando and I’m a student at Brutus College in Sanford, Maine. Originally, I’m from the Island Nation of Haiti, down in the Caribbean. Cap Haitian is my hometown. I attended College Notre Dame, an all-male private Catholic High School located in Cap. I received a very good education which prepared me for dealing with the world. This year, I moved to America with my father Franklin and brothers Carlos and Jose. For a young brother like myself, this new school and the country...

A Black Woman s Power

My name is Christine Lassiter Anderson. Life has a way of knocking you down when you think you’re invincible. Three years ago, I had it all. I was married to a multi-millionaire philanthropist and investment banker, and I lived in a townhouse in Boston’s Back Bay. I drove a Mercedes and I went to A-list parties. I knew actors, supermodels and top businessmen. And last but not least, I had the privilege of being a pretty-faced, blonde-haired white woman in the United States of America. Then the...

Reckless Abandon

Part II’m Sara.I'm about to turn 50, and all this began about a year-and-a-half ago. My husband, Sam, is 50, and we've been married for 25 years. Given that it’s consumed half my life, all in all, it's been a good marriage. Sam and I have two kids: my son Eric, who is now 21, a little 11-year-old girl named Emma.As we got older, sex with Sam became more sporadic and, frankly, less satisfying, as I imagine it does for most couples. But in the fall of 2013, he had an accident that put him...

Black American Males in Canada

I come home after a long day. Home sweet home. Big and empty. Exactly as I like it. I lie down on my king-sized bed, and finally exhale. God, I needed that. It’s not easy being a big and tall Black guy in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. People stare at you so much sometimes you wonder if you’re an alien. And it’s not just Caucasians doing the staring. East Asians, North American Indians and Arabs stare at my Black ass too. I thought they were minorities too but go figure. Anyhow, I try...

A Black Man s World

Welcome to my life. My name is Henderson Pitts. A six-foot-two, lean and muscular young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I’m a student at Deval Patrick College, a private school named after the state’s first African-American Governor. Built in 2007, the school officially welcomed its first class, made up of eighteen hundred students, in August of 2008. I’m a proud member of the class of 2012. A lot of people who meet me think my life is easy. I don’t know where they get...

Bisexual Tricksters Rule

I honestly wonder if there’s something wrong with me sometimes. Folks say I’m a paranoid misanthrope. They think I’m abnormal. Then again, maybe I’m not. Yeah, I’m a little weird but this isn’t exactly a normal world either. Maybe it’s the world that’s crooked and I’m A-okay. Right? My name is Stefan Ambroise. A big and tall, kind of good-looking black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I’m an adventurer as well as a traveler. There isn’t much to do in the so-called...

That Awful Moment

Forward: Please note that I am an aspiring author with a specific story to tell, of which this submission is a significant part. I greatly appreciate comments regarding style, composition, and similar related feedback as I am trying to hone (if not just plain develop) my writing skills. The following is a true story from our life. ***** Some situations in life are nearly impossible to find words for, even much later after they are long passed. My wife and I both found ourselves in such a...

Faller s Forest

After the divorce, I was unsure of what to do. I had my high-paying job, but without my family, and specifically without my daughter, I found no pleasure in the job. I had made my money already, and still had plenty left even after the divorce (thank goodness for prenuptial agreements), so I did not need to worry about having enough money to survive. Ever since I was a young child, I had loved auto racing. I would watch avidly, and I had spent plenty of time in the arcades of the 1980s and...

Vice Cop Ch 11

Previously on Vice Cop, Hudson got himself a Chinese mail-order bride named Cherry. Mason and Lexa retreated to The Poconos for a weekend. For Hudson, married life was sweet until a dangerous underground Chinese Mafia cast a large shadow over Chinatown. Girls were abducted by ninja soldiers who worked for a powerful Asian Mob lord, and were forced into sexual slavery. When Cherry was abducted, Hudson came to her rescue but discovered that she had been killed during an altercation with the Mob...

Brigit s Introduction to the Brothel 0

By Francis Drake Chapter 2 (continued) Posted by JackFD, with Francis Drake’s permission. For more my Francis Drake and others go to www.nomadauthors.com, have fun. Brigit twisted into a sitting position. The cot on which she lay was no different from the one she’d left in her previous cell, though the room in which she now found herself was slightly improved. Like her other “home,” this room had a makeshift toilet and sink, but here a cloth screen partially hid them. There was a table...

In Her Father s Footsteps Ch 04

Erotic Adventures of Sexy British Super-Spy Jane Bond Returning from lunch in the MI-6 cafeteria on her third day as a British spy, Jane Bond headed for her computer. She wasn’t quite sure why she was on the computer again. She had spent a frustrating morning in a fruitless search of the database for more information on William Washington Walker, alias terrorist-arms merchant W, and his super- slutty wife, alias Wendy Warmcox. Jane had found out more about that elusive couple (or at least,...

Avenging Angel chapter 9

Time hadn’t healed the wounds Mandy had inflicted, or diminished my gratitude to her. Every few nights I was awakened by the conflict between urges to kill her and hug her. I clung to the straws of superior dress sense and relative pulchritude but resented the facility with which she outthought and outwitted me. And she still knew more about me than I did about her; it was annoying, and slightly menacing. My plans for the evening were therefore simple: look my best, prove I was the better...

An Indian girl s first Black Cock

I was literally jumping up in the air.I shouted “America,here I come”. My name was selected for the Requirement gathering meeting for the new Project for which I will travel onsite. After sloging for 2 years,I was finally considered for this important task. I was called for a meeting.Amit,who was one year senior was among them. Then we had a delivery manager,2 Project Manager and a team lead. All of them married,above 30s and mentally lived in the era of License Raj.2 of them were Tamil...

Red Chelsea 0

I’ve been enamored by Chelsea for over two years. She had an angelic face with deep brown eyes. Her beautiful brown hair always dipped down on the right side of her face just above her eyes. Her bust was not exceptionally big, about B size, but sometimes, I could make out the shape of her breasts through her shirt as perfect, round little lumps. She had a very lean body, her curves were nice, and her ass was not too big nor too small. I always wanted to have rough sex with her, but my true...

Chapter 16 Chaste Pacific Northwest Rain Country Western Bar

In 1979, with trophy ring memories, I followed hubby to the Pacific Northwest, part of a periodic lemming rush north, propelled by and paid for, by California’s home equity. I was twenty-nine. Our modest twenty-five-year-old Mountain View home’s sale price moved us into a new upscale Northwest house with no mortgage. Our new home’s subdivision was nicknamed “California Hill” reflecting the number of ex-California residents. I became a stay at home mom, committed to again being a super mom and...

The New Neighbour Part 1

Here I am – fifty-five years of age and living a comfortable, but rather dull life. Married thirty years ago to a nice girl: Caroline – now a woman of forty-eight. She was an attractive woman in her twenties and thirties – a plain face, but lovely dark hair and long shapely legs. We weren’t able to have children, though we tried. Unfortunately, after tests, we discovered that my sperm was infertile. Luckily, Caroline didn’t show any resentment and we managed to come to terms with a childless...

The Professor s Exploits Journal Entries November 8th 11th

Dear Journal, Last night I may have had a few too many scotches sans rocks at the bar, and as a result I felt a little worse for the wear when I woke up today. That is why I spent the better part of one of my morning classes questioning whether a persistent vibrational hum I kept hearing was coming from my hungover head or from some other source. I was trying to give a lecture, yet behind my words was a curious, somewhat annoying buzzing sound emitting from some mysterious source in the...

A Man of the Modern Era

I am become, without choice, a modern kind of guy though I'm over fifty. I recall the heady days of JFK and his Camelot, when all seemed right with the world. As a kid back then, I had a head full of pie-in-the-sky ideals; everything seemed magical. I later watched men walk on the moon live-as-it-happened, with Walter Cronkite on TV gushing about the greatness of another uniquely-American achievement. That's when there was a world to speak of. Not quite such a thing any more. We...

Trading Up

If you didn't live in Hungary, Romania, Bulgaria or several other Russian satellite states in the 1980s, you have no idea what it was like. Food was scarce, constant surveillance, state-run TV offered one or two channels, and a ten-year wait for a car if you could afford it. Few of us could afford even a TV let alone a car. If you wanted something to work, you fixed it yourself or it stayed broken.Obviously, the black market flourished. That was what it was like in Bulgaria when I was a...

E083 About Aunt Dorothy and Maude

Over dinner, Donald begins to tell Emma the story of his Aunt Dorothy and Maude. Emma is so spellbound by the tale of these two women she will be meeting the next day. It is astonishing that she eats any of her dinner. But they both do finish all of their meal over a bottle of wine and the tale."Like I told you, my father and my aunt were twins. Born in 1943, while the war was going on. Their father was stationed with the Coast Guard at the time off of Cape Cod, so their mother was near...

On Probation Chapter 1

The driving rain pelted the ground as I emerged from the London Underground and made my way through the crowds of damp commuters towards the office. It was two weeks before Christmas and the shopfronts twinkled with sparkling festoon lighting and colourful gift displays. Despite the terrible weather and the lousy, underpaid job I was headed to, there was nowhere else I’d rather be at that time of year than London.Clutching my umbrella and weaving my way through the crowds, I felt a flicker of...

White Folks in Alabama Love My BBC

Looking back now, as a mature, married, African-American man, living in Dothan (SE Alabama), I consider myself more fortunate than most. My name is Marcus, and I was born and raised here, and came of age in the 1980s, when the population was around fifty thousand. It wasn’t easy for black boys to get onto the path of success back then, but I was fortunate to have loving parents who sacrificed for my sisters and me.Our parents both worked in a peanut processing plant, and they made sure that we...

The Lumberjack

BY ROBBY SR Fred finished his shower, and, as he dried his body, noticed he was using his last clean towel. Not a big problem since he didn’t have to do his own laundry. Besides, it was a good excuse to call for some help. He was horny, anyway. He dropped the towel on his bathroom floor, stayed naked, and padded into his living room. On his end table was a small intercom that connected to the front desk. He leaned down and pressed the button. “Hey, Fred, what can we do ya for?” the...

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Back in the mid-1980s, I was newly divorced, beginning to explore my bisexual interests, and very, very horny. I had seen some TV film loops in adult bookstores (usually while getting my cock sucked through a gloryhole), had bought and enjoyed TV stroke books, and had done a little crossdressing in panties. I loved the silky feel, and enjoyed fucking my ass with a small dildo while watching TV porn videos in my living room. I was on a business trip to San Jose CA, just down the road from...

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Robert Jabez put his computer on the empty seat next to him and stepped into the aisle of the tour bus carrying him and his fellow musicians north toward Buffalo and the Canadian border. He glanced at the bus they were trailing and started back for the rest room, ignoring the whist game going on across the way between the director of music, Dr. Paul Sella, aka ‘Don Paolo,’ aka ‘the Godfather,’ Mrs. Dunnigan, one of the chaperones, and two of his fellow students. He passed the rear door on the...

Higher Education Ch 2

Alayne had never been able to figure out what her father saw in Dora Chesley, but there was no doubt that Frank Rikardson was wrapped securely around his second wife’s littlest finger. He’d met her on a business trip and after a whirlwind courtship that ate into his schedule of meetings during that week, had married her and carried her in triumph home to Yorkeville. Frank’s grandfather, said Yorkeville in its private conversations, had been the brains of the family, his amiable descendent was...

Feeding an addiction Part 2 Ch 4

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LOCATION: St. Petersburg, Russia ALIAS: Miranda Davenport, sex historian from New York City MISSION: Find and retrieve a stolen sex journal belonging to Catherine The Great and catch the thieves. For this mission, I traveled to St. Petersburg. When I arrived there, it was really cold. I came out of the plane, wearing a long black wool coat, a red peasant blouse, and a black knee-length stretch cotton skirt with a three-inch slit on the side and red knee-length faux suede boots. Under my dark...

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As a young white suburban housewife in the 1980s I often became bored with mundane household chores including caring for my two young children. My husband was a great father and the love of my life, but something was missing. Without his knowledge one summer evening I arranged to drop my kids off at my parent’s house telling my husband that we were going to spend the night at the lake. After dropping off the kids I met up with a girlfriend at a club in the city that was showing a...

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She wanted to be the perfect boy. She had a nice boyish personality when she let it out of the back corners of her mind, but he was geeky at best, and terribly clumsy. Where she was eloquent, he stuttered, where she was graceful, he walked into doorframes. But, gazing at the bishounen across the table, she felt the boy in her mind rise up in a glorious panic. With this one, she would have to remain in control, he expected her to be a girl. She carefully blended the boy that wanted out with the...

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He walked out of the cemetery gates blinded by an accusing sun. Its harsh glare seemed to persecute him. The only woman in his life who was worthy of his love and respect, and now she was gone. If ever he had been lonely for a woman before it was a feeling he could always counter, but in his current state it was a deep trench of emptiness and loss. He would never have thought to reach out to anyone for support in the past but he decided to contact a woman who had pursued him several years ago....

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Introduction: She needs me for an alibi but we fall in love Falling for His Lordships Daughter In the 1980s I lived in a tiny cottage on Lord Bs estate near Cheltenham, England while I studied estate management at The Royal Agricultural College Cirencester. The cottage was originally built for a Shepherd. It sat at the roadside a mile or so from the lords imposing neo classical mansion house and it looked out over the fertile valley to the south. Lord B had several children. Two older girls,...

My Reluctant Wife the Actress in a Black Church

The events in this story occurred in the 1980s, when I was twenty-eight years old and my wife, Pamela, was twenty-seven. I was a production manager for a manufacturing company headquartered in North Carolina , and the company had just given me a promotion and transferred Pam and me to Biloxi , Mississippi , and I was assigned to make improvements in their operations. We had not tried to have any children up until now, and were hoping to start our family since I was making a better income...

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Eleven Days

Introduction: A fantastic story of a grown young girl getting tricked into slavery. I am not the author of the story, I just happen to be a fan of the author and want to share the great story with you guys on xnxx. Bonus info: The name of the girl in the story is the same as the author. Coincidence? Or true story? You decide. Enjoy Eleven Days by Christie052780 Authors Note: Dont try this at home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Day One College of the Canyons is a relatively nice community...

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The 1960s were a tumultuous time for racial relations in our country, especially in the South, but I feel that by the 1980s great progress had been made. My name is Sandra, and my husband Mitchell and I are both black. We both went to college, and after graduating in 1985 we got great jobs and bought a nice home in a mostly-white, middle class suburb in the Birmingham area. Most of our white neighbors treated us with respect and were friendly, but there were still a few Alabama good ole boys...

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Summer dressing

It was the mid 1980s, I was 20 years old and it was the summer holidays. For the long break from college I’d managed to find a vacation job in Kent in the south of England. It wasn’t brilliant but I was going to get some experience of working with computers, and earn a bit of money to keep me going during term time. The company was based in a small town where I had found a room in a house with a fairly old-fashioned landlady. The freedom of being fairly anonymous in this new job and town was...

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The story of my journey from being a nice girl to a slut in high school, and then finally marrying one of the boys to make him my cuckold husband should be both interesting and stimulating to you. My name is Jeannie, and my husband Ed and I are now 40 years old and happily married, but this story starts during my junior year in high school. It was in the mid-1980s in Orlando, and I had just turned 16 in the summer before school started. I had not had very much attention from boys up to that...

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Introduction: I came to USA on a work related trip and on my last day,I got drunk and had sex with a stranger MY Name is Madiha and Im a software engineer from India who got a chance to visit USA for a work related Project.Please find below my story and please spare the mistakes as English is not my first language. I was literally jumping up in the air.I shouted America,here I come. My name was selected for the Requirement gathering meeting for the new Project for which I will travel onsite....

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