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A New Path

This story was originally posted in 2003, and while a work of fiction, takeselements and stories from experiences in my life with several partners. Thecontinued feedback I have received, as well as requests for additional chaptershas prompted me to continue the work. Thanks for all the comments, email alwayswelcome and responded to! A new path By Chris Fowler At 31 years old, Chris decided to change his life, and go to college. Afterleaving the Army, a series of fun, but dead end jobs had...

Sexcess Becoming Porn StarsChapter 3 Vee Takes A Different Path

Vee still worked at the senior living center. Her responsibilities changed as she gained experience and demonstrated new skills. Not much has been said about Vee, short for Virginia, a name she hated. And she was about as far from a virgin as an 18-year-old could get. A much older step brother introduced her to most aspects of sex at a very early age and by the time her periods started there was little she hadn’t tried, over and over, with him, another step-brother, assorted neighborhood...

Alpha s Need

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Empathy

EMPATHY By Vickie Tern Prologue Darla is an absolute darling when she wants to be. I wish I could be half the woman she is but I know I can't, I don't have it in me. Or anywhere near as adorable, though there I do try. She came by her charm easily while growing up, while I've had to learn mine only very recently. But she's a wonderful teacher. She could see my potential all along, I'm a natural, that's what she says. I tell her that natural or not I do love what I am now and I owe...

The War Against Sociopaths

Like the Bon Jovi song says, who is my Superman tonight? Um, that’s hard to explain but my Superman is a woman. Let me explain a bit. My name is Stephen LaCroix, and I’m a big and tall young man living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I was born in the City of Miami, State of Florida, to a Haitian-American father and Puerto Rican mother. I came to Canada to get to know my father’s side of the family, while studying Criminology at the University of Toronto. I don’t really know much...

Dealing with Sociopaths

I must confess something. If I could blow up the entire planet, with everyone and everything in it, me included, I’d do it in a heartbeat. Am I insane? Did someone do something to make me mad? Nope. This is just how I feel on a perfectly normal, mundane day. In case you’re wondering who this is, the name is Cal Thompson, short for Caleb. I was born in the City of Toronto, Ontario, to a Jamaican father and French Canadian mother. These days, I attend Seneca College, where I study police...

Cora harper s Loyalty to the Pathfinder

Cora, I know what your secret is and i plan on telling everyone else unless you do as i says? Ryder you can't do that. That's blackmail and i wont go a long with it. Oh But i think you will go a long with it. See i made several files on this secret about you and plan on using it to make sure your loyalty to me is good Please Ryder Don't do this. You know that I'm not happen about you being the pathfinder ok. But doin this to me and blackmailing me is not the way to earn my Loyalty at all. I...

Erotic Pathfinder

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The Adventures of Empathica

Tyfani Fox was not an average high school senior, and she knew it. Actually, she'd never been average and pretty much since she was a toddler she knew it. She didn't know why, and she was afraid to discuss it with anyone, but she had an innate ability to feel other peoples' emotions. Like now, for instance, that jerk football player Jake Jones was undoubtedly going to ask her out. She could feel his aggression and cockiness from down the hall--he KNEW she was going to say yes. The arrogance...

Lucy s visit to the osteopath

My wife Lucy had a bad back recently and had to visit an Osteopath to have it put right.When she arrives, she was shown to his treatment room where he began by asking about her health before asking her to strip down to her underwear so that he could check the alignment of her spine and hips etc. She was not expecting that so she was still wearing the kind of sexy underwear that she normally wears, but not to draw attention to that fact she decided to comply and duly stripped for him.Off came...

Thanimaiyil Irukum Pathumai

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Gang Bang Experience With Pathans

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Buss lo journey to Tirupathi

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Pathetique

Sara knew she was obsessed: this was the fifth day in a row she came to this cafe for lunch looking for that sick bastard. She wondered again if she was wasting her time trying to find that asshole, and would she be better off spending her lunch hour trying to find some young housewife at the mall. But what could you do in an hour? Again she began to fret, struggling with the concept of seducing a woman. Everywhere she looked she saw gorgeous, sexy women; and it seemed each was married or...

Nervepath

Steve Jackson's annual Labor Day party was something that many of the employees of our city's civil engineering department looked forward to each September. Jackson, a senior engineer who had been with the department many years, was at the top of the pay scale and owned a large house in one of the nicer parts of town. Steve spared no expense when planning his parties and they were always quite lavish, with catered food, several kegs of beer, and an open bar that he himself tended with a loose...

Deadly Pursuit Winter JenningsChapter 16 Pathfinder

Time for the first big test of the Whittaker Fund. Karl Hoffstatter had been given three sample batches of supposedly-stolen ammunition. Which, circuitously, wound its way to three different Nazi compounds. Roger ‘Hoppy’ Cransdale had been the trusted courier each time. Free samples ... that stage of the operation was over. The 5.56 NATO rounds had pleased the Aryan, had pleased the white nationalists. Now it was time for Hoffstatter to start paying. For a significant-sized shipment — a...

Blood of BrothersChapter 15 Warpath

Drake dragged his sword as he wielded it. The blade was by no means light, but it seemed as he lost the strength to wield it, it gained the strength to wield itself. The battle had been long, and now it seemed no end was in sight. The on-lookers didn't shout encouragement. No witnesses spoke. He fought the monster he had once called Sage. He fought for his life. He had been betrayed by the man who had been a father to him. The monster lifted his sword and abruptly charged. Drake brought in...

My Daughter the Sociopath

My daughter Samantha is a true, natural sociopath. She doesn't know right from wrong, she only cares about herself and what she wants. By the time we figured out how she was manipulating her family, her teachers, her "friends", it was too late for my marriage. Her mother and I had her committed to an institution where she couldn't do any more harm, then got a divorce. Maggie just couldn't believe it wasn't my fault. Today, Samantha turned 18, and the institution can't hold her anymore, so I...

Changed Paths

Changed Paths By Trish Nick and I were best friends as kids until we lost contact when my mum died in my mid teens and I had to go live with my grandparents up north. Six years later, I'm stood in the registration queue on my first day at university and as I'm looking curiously at the chaos around me I notice a hulking rugby club type looking at me curiously. Although I did not recognise him there was something very familiar about his eyes, which made me return his quizzical...

The Darkest Paths

Lady was a girl I met at a fetish club. She was beautiful and she only chose hard sadists to have scenes with. What interested me and drew me to some of her forays was the fact that she was specifically there for the pain play. She indulged in cane scenes that made her scream and break and cry. And she did these in an open area where anyone could see. She always wore a thong, she never indulged in sex afterwards, and she set clear limits for her playmates. And she had such a natural submissive...

Dark Paths

Ranulf shivered under his shirt of padded chain mail, welcoming the first rays of jungle sun. Soon enough it would be steamy hot, the wilderness coming to dangerous life under Tarag's fervent sun. "Kick that scaly buzzard bait you call a mount and make it move", he growled. "Get humping, or I'll leave the both of you to find your own way out of here." "Patience, Warrior," Hissath answered, his voice an unlovely slow croaking. They were an unlikely pair. Ranulf was tall and rangy, with...

The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Labyrinth of LoveChapter 7 Shifting Paths

Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Knight Kevin – The Free City of Grahata, Yalut Island I walked into the Temple of Luben, a small structure dwarfed by the more popular religions of Pater, Slata, and Seljan. It was modest on the outside and plain in the inside. The floors were a checkered pattern of black and white stone, dark-stained pews forming two rows advancing towards an altar of black and white granite. Beyond, a statue of the God of Marriage, arms spread wide in welcome,...

Alphabet of Brides Alessandra to Zjanet

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Chosen Path

I believe that most people are victims of their fates. I have always chosen mine. Of course, we can only choose what we will do and who we will be. Our lives form along the interfaces between ourselves and the world, by which I mean that we may architect our own destinies, but we cannot choose the ground on which they must stand. Please know that I speak with all due humility in light of my own upbringing’s privilege and luxury, but I have had my moments of choice. I have felt those times at...

Empathy

Empathy By Persephone Chris stood there looking on as the detectives did their work while the Medical Examiner stood by waiting patiently for his latest passenger. "It was all routine to them." He thought while he wondered if he would ever get used to things like this. As long as he could remember he had wanted to go into Law Enforcement. Much to the chagrin of his family, especially his mother. She had told him over and over again that it wasn't the kind of work for him. She...

Alphabet Aberrosexual

Aberrosexual: (noun or adjective). From the Latin word "aberrare:" to deviate or go astray. Referring to a person who engages in sexual activity that is considered unnatural, abnormal, or atypical. The idea of this story is to create one place for all the sexual acts, deviancy, and general perversions you can think of. The only requirement is that the title be a two or three word alliteration such as Betty Boob, Marcie Masturbation, or Fabian Foot Fetish. I want to try to cover each letter of...

Angel of Love Crossing Paths

This is very loosely based on a couple real events and how I would imagine the dialog playing out. Please vote and comment. Thank you! -L2RL #### Karen James was reviewing work emails on her phone and not paying attention when she bumped into Joan, almost knocking her to the ground. Although she hadn’t seen her in fifteen years, Karen still looked pretty much the same and Joan recognized her almost immediately. ‘O my goodness, I am so sorry ma’am. Are you alright.’ ‘Yes, I’m fine. How have...

A Family s Different Paths

You have the option to be one of 7 people (currently). Each journey will be different but all involve the other characters. Please add any chapters you like to any path to further the story! Characters are: THE SISTER - 22 years old slim body. Brunette who has a very direct mindset! Everyone wants a piece of her perfect ass! THE BROTHER - 18 years old. Always lusted over his sister and mum for very different reasons. They have no idea. THE MUM - 55 years old average body. Quite slim with huge...

The Rise of AzkovalChapter 51 Darkened Paths

“Where does this lead?” Elizabeth asked, pointing to a corridor that sloped downward. “The dungeon,” Elena answered. “Truly?” Julia wondered. “I’ll bet you two had quite the time tormenting the prisoners!” “The cells were almost always empty,” Joseph said with genuine bitterness. “Perhaps if my father had kept them filled to capacity he might still be alive.” “I know you do not believe that,” Genrico said, putting a hand on Joseph’s shoulder. “You have had ample opportunity to have the...

Straying From the Path

One recent Saturday morning my wife and I were finishing a late breakfast when we heard the doorbell ring. I opened the door to find an attractive young couple, dressed as for church, on our doorstep. The husband explained they were members of the local Baptist church and were canvassing our neighborhood to issue invitations to non-members to join them for Sunday school and services afterwards.They both looked to be in their early thirties. He was tall and slender, clean shaven and rather...

Another Step Further Down the HotWife Path

The next time my husband shared me after our Tahoe first was after my work’s Christmas party. During the party he asked me who I thought was handsome. I have no problem pointing out other good looking men, or men that I’d like to fuck. As it happens there was one guy at the party I was very interested in, Andre. When I pointed him out, my husband immediately chimed in that he thought Andre was a candidate. Andre was in his early twenties, tall, fit, and black. At first I was a bit concerned...

E011 Beginning down the path

Donald places his hand at the back of Emma’s neck, holding it firmly against the chain. He turns her and leads her down the hall to the bedroom. On Emma’s first visit, she had thought that this was his, the Professor’s room, but it is not. It is the room he uses when conducting ‘studies’ and it would now be Emma’s room. She instinctively knows to keep her eyes forward and down in his presence. But she does glance around with the corners of her eyes. She could see the restraints still on the...

Dungeons Path

Your first walk down these hall brings you to a small but not entirely cramped room, in front of you is a choice, two separating doors going both right and left, you assume that to progress through this dungeon and to find its eventual end that you would have to choose one of these starting points, of course there cannot be a guarantee that both of these even lead to the exit, no one has ever come out of the dungeon to tell of the end, so why do so many people believe it's there. deciding that...

Rylee s path

Introduction: Hello new readers. Thank you for checking this out. This is my first attempt at writing any sort of story, and i hope to keep you entertained. This story is about a young girl her travels to Seattle Washington, from a small town south of there, shortly after her 21th birthday. she gets into many situations that either she must take advantage of, or find a way out of. my goal is to create storylines that carry on even if the ending is "bad". For many people, a bad ending isnt...

The Last step on the Path

This is the last of my gay discovery stories. It has been a journey for me. I started as a vanilla straight male and over the past couple years I have learned my true identity. I had been trained to show my true colors, a submissive slut. My daddy/master tells me what to do, and when to do it. He saw it in me from the first moment we met. He slowly seduced me and led me down this pathway. I now eagerly look forward to the next step. It did not take long for me to reach the pinnacle of...

Another Step In My Path

My massages with Jim had continued about every two to three weeks. Sometimes the massage was the last thing on my mind, I just wanted him to use me and satisfy his needs sexually with my willing body. A few times I arrived and he had to work. I would get on my knees and while he would work on his computer, I swallowed his seed. I found my desire to be used by him had grown and I had started to refer to myself his slut. I told him I was his to use, and he could do whatever he wanted to do to me....

Another Step Further Down the HotWife Path

The next time my husband shared me after our Tahoe first was after my work's Christmas party. During the party he asked me who I thought was handsome. I have no problem pointing out other good looking men, or men that I'd like to fuck. As it happens there was one guy at the party I was very interested in, Andre. When I pointed him out, my husband immediately chimed in that he thought Andre was a candidate. Andre was in his early twenties, tall, fit, and black. At first I was a bit concerned...

Anika s starts along the Path

The rain fell steadily as Anika looked out over her backyard sipping her coffee and thinking. All she could think was that no one asks for their life to change, not really. But it does. So, what are we, helpless? Puppets? No. The big moments are going to come, you can't help that. It's what you do afterwards that counts. That's when you find out who you are.She had ended up using Katy's bathroom during the fourth of July partyand noticed the book near the toilet. "Amber, the HuCow". She had...

On the path

When I was a c***d growing up, I remember I that from time to time I had these moods where I just had to squeeze something... hard until my arms or my clenched teeth started shaking.Weird "episodes" that maybe lasted 30 seconds to a minute and when they subsided, there was this huge feeling of release.. of accomplishment... even if I had no idea what I accomplished.So, even though I thought is was weird, the feeling afterwards made me not hate or fear this feeling when I felt the onset of an...

Career Path

“Welcome, Jordan,” smiled the middle-aged white man. “We’re real excited to have you on the team here at Wyatt Motors.”“Thank you, Mr. Phillips! I’m happy to be here too.”“Please…Call me Jim,” the finance manager informed him.“Alright, Jim!”“Let me show you to your desk so you can put your things down and then I’ll introduce you to everyone.”Jordan sat down and dug a four photo frames out of his messenger bag. He set them up to his liking. He was the new senior accounting clerk for the...

Clearing my path

Friends this is an experience of a young boy. Who was sexually attracted to his bhabhi but instead of daring to fuck her him self he took help of another man and got her bhabhi fucked by that man and then he approached for his wish. So here is the case. Dear readers. This is not a story. My name is javed. I like sex a lot and read many porn stories. But this really happened between my bhabhi and our neighbor sanjay.. Let me tell you something about my bhabhi. Her name is tabassum.. She is a...

Down the Garden Path

MOM: Guess who's here, birthday boy? WILL: Mom! You didn't tell me you were gonna invite Amelia! MOM: But why shouldn't your ex-girlfriend come to your party? You two dated for a whole year, and even though she never let you have sex with her, you told me over and over how Amelia would always be your dream girl. AMELIA: Hey, William! Or did somebody say it's Willow now? Gosh, that fairy dress sure looks cute on you. I had one just like it once for Halloween. When I was seven, that...

Fingerbating and the Beta Path

For me, masturbation has become a way of life. Its my religion and i am a very observant worshipper. I come to the altar of porn at least twice a day and worship by wanking my little baby penis as i lust over pornography on several screens. As my relationship with porn grows, i enjoy taking on new fetsishes and ways of masturbating. Recently i have gotten very deep into small penis humiliation and have learned to better accept my tiny penis. As part of this acceptance I have realized what a...

A Journey of PassionChapter 11 A New Path

Nicole and Shelby enrolled in college together. Both got their letters of acceptance from the school and would begin with the fall semester. They informed their parents of their choice one weekend in February when Nicole was visiting. "Mom, Seth, you know Shelby and I have been looking into colleges. We finally chose one and are starting with the fall classes." "There are so many great schools to choose from. Nicole and I looked at what degrees we each wanted and narrowed it down from...

Dawn of the Federation Book II Darkness on the Edge of SpaceChapter 20 Uncertain Path

Careful not to make any sound, Falkner pushed a branch aside, catching a glimpse of where Admiral Zagayev was going. Now why would the Commander in Chief of Starfleet, successor of the sacked Sam Gardner, visit a busy industrial estate during lunch-time a second day in a row? When the Admiral disappeared into one of the offices, Falkner looked for a way to follow him. It was a bet with lousy odds that the scene he was going to witness would probably be the same sickening procedure as...

Good Medicine Senior YearChapter 38 Stumbling Down the Path

December 27, 1984, Rutherford and McKinley, Ohio “Marie, this is my friend Dale Melrose. Dale, this is my friend Marie De Santis.” I could tell by the look on Dale’s face he was VERY attracted to Marie, and knowing Marie, she’d be more than happy to entertain him, if that’s what he wanted. “Dale,” Jocelyn said, “this is my boyfriend, Bill Ebersole. Bill, Dale.” They shook hands and I suppressed a chuckle at the thought that Dale didn’t look at Bill the same way he had at Marie. We walked...

Empathy

Chapter 1 I don’t know why the ad caught my eye. I never even notice ads anymore; my brain’s learned to tune them out. I ignore them and all I really ever see is the actual content of whatever page I’m browsing. But for some reason, I saw this one. It was just a plain old Google Ads thing: COUPLES COUNSELING Trouble with your love life? Registered counselor and sex therapist in Pineville. 1-888-555-2309 Pineville’s less than half an hour away, and for some reason, the ad called to me....

A Day in the Life of a Sociopath

Lying in bed, feeling doggone tired after working an overnight shift as the only security guard for a grocery store, I feel dead. It’s eight thirty on a Monday morning and I just got off the number nine bus from Hurdman Station. It stops right across the street from my apartment in Vanier, Ontario. A ten minute bus ride which I endured, half-asleep, sitting among the throngs of government workers. Well-dressed, sipping coffee and reading the Ottawa Sun newspaper, that’s a Canadian Capital...

Incredible ChangesChapter 175 Correcting Changed Paths

Hmm. That would explain her being able to take my dick. Could she be telling the truth about having puberty start at seven and then stopped? After what Fern had told me I looked inside her using the place in my head. It showed me that she really had ovulated a bunch of times years ago, even that she had gotten a few eggs fertilized, but her uterus wasn’t ready to do anything with them. I was next guided to see the places the medicines to reverse her puberty had short-circuited places in her...

Empathetic

They were at it again. This was the third day this week that Steve was having lunch with Jennifer, and today she was all over him. Well practically, thought Sara. She had followed them out today and managed to not lose sight as they picked a different place for lunch. Sara could not for the life of her imagine what he saw in Jennifer. Her hair was bad bleach job, and her clothes were just a little, well, they made her look loose. Steve was the section manager and would surely be the division...

The Psychopath

The only reason that Harry stopped at the local shopping complex was to get a load of manure that was on special; however, he doubted if he would be applying it because it was forecast for heavy showers later. As he passed one of the relaxing seats that the complex owners provided the local paper was laying on one of the chairs. There was an article about the organization he belonged to in it so he sat down to check it out. It was only the groan of relief that made him survey the woman, she...

Days in the Life of a Psychopath

Northern America, Midwest, sometime last decade It was one of these afternoons. Scientists had just proven that it would be possible to grow donor hearts outside the human body and I had acquired another speck of dirt on my brand new shoes. It is strange: If you shine an old pair of shoes they look good for days on end, but a new shine on a new pair of shoes gets dirty in minutes. How does dirt know that your shoes are new? Anyway, I did not mean to get carried away: There I was, dirty shoe...

Pathways

This is the hub. The story does not start here. This is a little place to explain the rules and the way the story works. A place for everyone to come in and navigate through the different storylines. The main two rules are essentially this... 1 Please do not post directly into any of the storylines that I START. Short & simple. (Comments don't count) 2 The story is led by the readers so to make the main character do something or try to do something, then tell me in the comments of this story....

Alphabet in Go A B C

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------: Aduarderzijl is village of a dozen wooden houses up in the north of Groningen.Aduarderzijl's host is Appie. His wife makes a big pot of thirty liters of soup for future Go-playing thirsties.Appie's wife doesn't play our game. She wisely disappears. Appie hosts us five from Amsterdam and 'locals'.Appie asks his 'locals' to bring boards and boxes with...

Tempting Telepathy

“Is there something wrong sir?” The cashier asked? I had just frozen while going to tap my credit card to pay for groceries when I had frozen. To the outside observer I would appear to have just stopped moving like a human statue for some reason. And it didn't seem like the cashier found it an amusing joke. But on the inside my head was splitting in pain my muscles tense and whole body locked in place as my heart hammered. I couldn't even form the thoughts to try to figure out what might be...

Massage Pathway

It has been sometime since I ran into Savanah, the TS, in San Francisco. My life is fairly normal, work and divorced, with kids. I am five-foot ten, good-looking, muscular and I am over seven inches, hard. I am very physical, always doing sports activities and being hard on my body. I take care of my body and have a great CMT, or certified massage therapist. I have seen her on a regular basis. The major turn in my life came when my CMT moved away in an emergency to help a sick family...

Pathway

It has been sometime since I ran into Savanah, the TS, in San Francisco. My life is fairly normal, work and divorced, with k**s. I am five-foot ten, good-looking, muscular and I am over seven inches, hard. I am very physical, always doing sports activities and being hard on my body. I take care of my body and have a great CMT, or certified massage ther****t. I have seen her on a regular basis . Themajor turn in my life came when my CMT moved away in an emergency to help a sick family member. I...

A New Pathway

I called Jim. He was busy so I quickly told him that it got out of hand and that was not me, or what I wanted. He apologized and said he had just felt a connection and assumed I was into guys. He offered, if I ever wanted, to make it up to me with a free ninety minute massage. I said, “See everything is clear, understood and good,” I called the next week to take him up on his offer, and that led to my sexuality spinning out of control. Jim greeted me at the door. I showered and climbed onto...

Massage Pathway

It has been sometime since I ran into Savanah, the TS, in San Francisco. My life is fairly normal, work and divorced, with kids. I am five-foot ten, good-looking, muscular and I am over seven inches, hard. I am very physical, always doing sports activities and being hard on my body. I take care of my body and have a great CMT, or certified massage therapist. I have seen her on a regular basis. The major turn in my life came when my CMT moved away in an emergency to help a sick family member. I...

Empathy

Her fingers delicately glided across the glossy black neck of the violin. With each subtle movement a new vibrant key sung from the voluptuous instrument. Upon her face she wore an expression so serene it was as though she were looking into a distant and private reverie. Sitting on her balcony and bathed in the coral glow of sunset, she lost herself in the moment — as she has many times before. The solo performance was always attended by a single person, the same person. Many times her sat,...

Tea and Empathy

Closing the apartment door with his foot, he sloughed off the tuxedo jacket and snatched the bow tie from around his neck. Another evening wasted listening to VIPs bitch and moan about how they can’t afford yacht marina fees, how expensive it is to buy their kids through ivy league prep schools, how slutty their mistresses are dressing. Blah blah blah. He leaned casually against the wall and slipped off his patent leather dress shoes, then fell heavily into the black leather chair with a deep...

Tea and Empathy

Closing the apartment door with his foot, he sloughed off the tuxedo jacket and snatched the bow tie from around his neck. Another evening wasted listening to VIPs bitch and moan about how they can’t afford yacht marina fees, how expensive it is to buy their kids through ivy league prep schools, how slutty their mistresses are dressing. Blah blah blah. He leaned casually against the wall and slipped off his patent leather dress shoes, then fell heavily into the black leather chair with a deep...

Empathy

"I hate her!" she cried quietly to herself, burying her face in her hands. Lydia crouched at the back of a dark alleyway, her tears lost among the drops of rain that drenched her person. She shook, though from cold or from rage she could not tell. Her short bleach blonde bangs matted uncomfortably, obscuring her vision, even after she withdrew her hands. Having to brush them aside to see again only aggravated her further. Lydia looked down at herself. She was small for her age. People...

Fifteen Forever Girls from Outer SpaceChapter 24 Empathy

The next day Grace woke to the sound of boots scrunching past on the path. She slipped her robe on and got to the window in time to see Cyan and Emerald being taken along past her cottage towards the interrogation building. They looked tiny and scared, next to the burly soldiers, in orange overalls that were far too big, with the sleeves and legs rolled up. She had breakfast and her shower, before settling on the bed to watch for the aliens being brought back. But when they were, at almost...

Sympathetic

"Sara!" Sara stood slack-jawed with her hand still on the door and stared at--her sister? "Kristen?" "What is this a surprise or something? You don't remember telling me it was OK for us to stay with you when we came up on break?" And the young blonde indicated a girl standing next to her that Sara hadn't noticed. "Um, yeah. S-sure. I just was kind of busy--" "Can we at least come in?" Kristin interrupted. Sara was still a bit wide-eyed and slow as she stepped out of the way...

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"God, Ben! You have a wonderful way of making people regret ever meeting you. He's my cousin for Chrissakes!" These words are carried from the bedroom, down the hall, and into the living room, by the sheer force of the anger in Madeline's voice. Directly behind them is the form from which they propelled, struggling through the small apartment with a large suitcase in each hand and a decent-sized bag slung over her left shoulder. His attempts to prevent her from leaving haven't quite let up,...

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This is an attempt to describe how the tragic death of my brother led in time to the transformation of my sex life. Written down now, that looks cold and callous. In fact, it was anything but; it has been a journey of discovery that has enriched those of us involved and who have reached the point at which we are comfortable with ourselves and each other and with what we do together. To explain how it came about, I need to fill in some background.Miles and I have been together for more than...

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There was no easy way to say it, I thought, peering down into my boxers. My cock was small. It had always been small. When I was growing up, I'd always assumed that it would grow and reflect the man I believed I was inside. But puberty came and went, I grew taller, my twin sister, Ruby's tits grew larger, my friends' voices deepened and yet, I remained with a cock smaller than one a ten year old might sport. Sighing, I let go of my waistband, letting it snap back against my body, which I began...

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It's now Tuesday evening and Julie is going to meet my father at our local; yet again not being discreet. I am sat watching TV and Julie is upstairs applying her make up and dressing for a night out. I want to go up and watch her but I don't want to seem too eager. There's a tap on the door. My father walks in and asks where Julie is; I tell him upstairs and up he goes. I can hear there voices and footsteps on the landing then on the stairs. Julie walks into the living room; she is wearing...

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Due to the limitations of plain text, I have used the accent mark, ', to denote a character's thoughts Stranded By Kellie "Cowgyrl" Thomas It was a beautiful day when we took off from the tiny airport just south of Cancun. Four of us were heading out for an expedition in Costa Rica. Our flight path was to take us out over the ocean for a quick look at some pristine islands off the Central American coast. These were the stuff of legends, uninhabited nodes of paradise in a chaotic...

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She wet the tip of her thumb with her tongue and smudged the charcoal line. Still… She was drawn from her musing by a soft groan. Her blue eyes lifted inquiringly to the man who lounged against the far wall of the cabin. One leg was drawn up before him on the bed, where a pad of papers were propped. He merely raised an eyebrow at her before returning to his attention to his sketching. Miriam chewed on her bottom lip as she watched his tanned hands with their long, tapered fingers and clipped...

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By : Dineshk88 Hi readers, I hope you are enjoying my true life stories and this climate is also making us more tempting for sex and makes you all feel like having sex entire day on a warm bed! I have got few good responses for the stories I have written and at the same time I encourage you all to come out with more suggestions so I can shape the stories according to your needs. What I am going to share now is something which is happening with me for the last 8 months. My wife Anitha has...

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In the carGrace had been unusually quiet in the back seat of the Tesla LOLA G3 on the way home from the dogging session, messaging her big sister. “Mum, Alia says I can’t get pregnant before my first period – is that right”?Mary, driving the borrowed car: “It would be most unusual baby girl – but you took proper precautions – I even helped your new boyfriend Thomas put on the condom”.“It’s Tomasz, Mum – he’s Polish – they are renowned for being great lovers”.“OK, but I’m sure he was...

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Scene 1 After a long day of mathematics at the Charleston Academy for Girls, Lilly retired to her room. It was the evening just after six and the sky was a bright golden orange around the powder-blue clouds. The block 10 girls (ages 16-19) had just finished their supper and had been dismissed until the next day's lesson. Sitting at her dark cherrywood desk, Lilly boredly stared out the window. Of course. The girls at the Rowanberry Wifely School for Girls were out playing catch. Charleston...

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Oh my, what a day! I'm still recovering from the ravishing that my fuck buddy, Paul, gave me at my birthday party yesterday. That naughty bastard fucked me so damned hard! I guess he must have been hungry, because he’d missed me so much. He had used me right in front of all my friends, too. It was nasty, really nasty, but I have to admit that as dirty as it made me feel, I really enjoyed it. My body’s aching now, though. I was just happy that my husband hadn’t been there. He’d stepped out to...

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The world before him was strange. A place of pitch-black darkness where the only source of light appeared miles away. Random walked for what felt like hours. The glow his lighthouse pushing him forwards. The young man finally made it to his light only to be greeted by a sight that he could've never imagined. A large red serpent slithered towards him, its entire body radiated with light, it's crimson eyes peering from the shadows at him. Despite its appearance, it was the only source of light in...

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Woman, I know you understand The little child inside the man, Please remember my life is in your hands, And, woman, hold me close to your heart, However, distant don't keep us apart, After all it is written in the stars... (From "Woman," -- John Lennon.) Patty Robinson was doing her best to burrow underneath the covers of her bed. It was the weekend after all, and she couldn't understand why she kept waking up this early. She'd just be drifting off when the patter on the glass...

Hotel 3 some DAMN

Last week I met another couple for sex. It is not the first time I have ever been a part of a three-some and since my wife is not willing to join, it has always been me stepping into the other couples lives, but this one was different. #1) I had never met either of them before and #2) the other guy was not the one that was really pushing for this. His wife wanted it and some of the things she and I had talked about having happen….I paid for the room and told the girl at the front desk that my...

Khala

Hello Readers my name is Arshad Mahmood. Mae indiansexstories2.net ka permanent reader houn or yeh kahani mae pehli bar send ker raha houn umeed hae ke aap sab ko pasand aye gi. Agar aap ko pasand aye tu mujhe mail ker ke zaroor inform kerna. Ab mae apni kahani ki taraf aata houn yeh kahani aaj se koi 6 sal pehle ki hae us waqt mari umer 24 thi or mae apne nana ke ghar karachi geya houa tha. Wahan mere mamoon bhi nana ke sath rehte thee. Mere nana ke aik bhai Malik thee jin ki 2 betian or aik...

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What happens under the covers…stays under the covers… “This will surely go down in the record books as the storm of the century.” The meteorologist’s voice bellowed from the 32 inch flat TV screen. That was the last thing Sarah Sheldon heard before the lights flickered, once…twice, and then everything went dark. Her body stiffened, paralyzed by her fear of storms. “Shit!” she shrieked. “Daddy…? The power’s out!” Of course he would have already figured that one out for himself,...

Free Students Covid 19 Symtoms Checking

It was a Sunday morning in late January 2020 and 2 students from the Central University of North Torquay were laying on their bed in one of the University’s Student’s Accommodation Houses just down the road from both the Medical School and the Computer Sciences block. Sophie was a 3rd year med student and Lewis was a 3rd year Computer Sciences student. They’d met at a frat party just after they started their first year at the university and been together ever since. One of the things that...

Freedom of Trade

Advertisements of one kind or another were all Lance could see wherever he looked around him. They dominated the supermarket aisles, were suspended above the shelves and plastered all over the store's windows. But how could it ever be different? A man needed help when he went shopping. And at the moment, he was browsing in the pharmaceuticals section where the dominant ads paraded images of infeasibly muscular men and seductively desirable naked women, What Lance was looking for wasn't...

Summer of 55Chapter 7

When we walked out of the restaurant, we turned toward the beach and pulled our sandals off. “I saw what you did back there, Joe - and I’m proud of you. My husband was the richest man in our town and he was the worlds worst scrooge when we would go out to eat. He’d embarrass me when he’d leave a dollar tip, for a fifty dollar meal. Many times I would slip away from him as we were leaving, hand the waitress another fifty and apologize for his rudeness. I could have jumped up and kissed you...

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