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The Rite

Hey folks, I'm surprised that so many of you liked last week's story. That only means that a lot of you probably won't like this one. But it's fine. As I warned you guys a few weeks ago I'm on a storyteller's vacation. For a few weeks I just wanted to throw some crazy ideas out there and get away from the typical "I came home and she was screwing the neighbor" stories. Don't get me wrong, those stories are the bread and butter of LW. We all love them. They're real and there's power...

Alma s Rite

When she awoke, she had been left with nothing but her winter clothing, a pound of the pemmican she had made per the Shaman's instructions, an empty water skin, and a small knife. Even feeling the after-effects of the drugs, her body moved almost autonomously as she checked her supplies and her surroundings. As she stuffed snow into her waterskin, the cold helping her to focus, she realised that there was no sign of how she had arrived, or from which direction. The only foot prints were hers...

Blood Rite

“And with the blood of a virgin, the ritual is complete.”A deep voice boomed out, echoing off the packed earth lining the basement of an abandoned shack. The ground level already sat partially collapsed, the elements taking their toll on the termite-infested planks that once held it all together. Pitch blackness surrounded it in the dead of night. Trees of an unkempt forest locked away its secrets deep within their scraggly folds.In the basement, candles burned, dripping wax like a torrential...

The Great Rite

The autumn equinox, also known as Mabon, is the second of the three harvest festivals celebrated by Wiccans. Famous for being a festival of excess, the celebrations are hedonistic in nature. As the days grow shorter, darkness grows in power, until it is equal with light. Balance is, once again, in harmony. Wicca, a fertility religion, requires intense study, and I had studied diligently for the required year and one day. In celebration, I was finally ready to participate in this year’s...

The Rite

The Rite 1. Pride "You're weak.. that's why your my slave", she hissed in his ear. He could feel her hot breath in his ear as she spoke. Her hands rested onhis shoulders and her breasts rubbed against his back through the corset shewas wearing. She had to crane up on her tiptoes to reach his ear but that didn'tdiminish the contempt in her voice. "There's a reason you were captured. A reason you're chained here at mywill and a reason you're hard but haven't come in ... what is it 2 ... 3...

Rite

“My daughter,” Bettina said, “you have reached the age of sixteen. Our family regards this as the threshold of womanhood. Tonight, you cross that threshold. The men here are those licit for your entertainment. They all married into the family after your conception. They are all old enough to have had their children and their vasectomies. The choice among them is yours. Tonight, that choice is absolutely yours. “My spouses, this is my daughter, Jennifer. Treat her well.” She left the room. The...

Fertility Rites

Fertility Rites By DemiUrge I sketched the tree in my notebook, it was a great subject. It had a face already implied in it; if I could just capture the tree accurately it would look like a very subtly and well implanted face. A good thing to learn how to draw. I was just killing time before I went on a nice trip to some Polynesian island or other, drawing natives and native structures. Just for the experience really, and to get away from the city. It would be a nice vacation from...

Beltane Rites

He walked into the grove not knowing what to expect. His arms Burned yet fro the adornments the priests had placed upon him when he was chosen. They had explained that he would know what to do when the time came but the young hunter was still nervous. The fog of uncertainty was lifting as he walked further into the circle and closer to the bonfire that raged in its' center. Sweat gathered at his brow, under the heat of his headdress and the antlers it contained. Finally he came upon a...

Katarina Witt Hot Sensuality on Ice and In the Bed

Chapter 1 If you've read my earlier stories on here, you know I'm very taken with Katarina Witt's sexiness and her awesome hotness both as a young woman and as a world class and Olympic gold medal figure skater. In my opinion, Katarina is probably the sexiest woman ever to strap on a pair of ice skates and skate competitively in the history of the sport. If you never had the privilege of actually seeing Katarina skate, I wish you get the chance. She was extremely talented, extremely...

Katarina Witt One Sexy Skater

Katarina Witt was in her heyday a few years ago and she is still a very sexy, very attractive and very sensual young woman. She won the women's Olympic figure skating title at Sarajevo and it was after that pinnacle of success that Katarina matured into an even more dazzling and amazing ice skater than she'd been even when she won her Olympic gold medal. One thing has always been very true of Katarina -- she's a very beautiful, very athletic, and very hotly sensual young woman. That was...

Marina s Regime part 2

Marina's Regime by Aken Chapter 4 Mounting Difficulties Nothing was certain to me now except for this: I would need to begin wearing a very strict corset and right away, or Mistress Marina would likely dump me and never see me again. I carefully stepped into the heavy blue corset, pulling it up until the front busk pressed into my stomach. Feeling its cool rubber lining made me shiver. Then I had an idea. Her letter didn't specify if I should rub the lotion onto my body this...

Waxing with Marguerite

I sent Marguerite an SMS to say we were on our way, and that these boys were big if she could kindly waive the supplement for extra large cocks. She replied, “Don't worry lol”.Adrian was wearing his jeans and no underwear. It looked as if he had some hosepipe down them. George was also wearing jeans but was wearing a thong underneath into which he had packed his magnificent equipment, so there was a very visible bulge. In fact, it seemed he was carrying his lunch down there.When we arrived...

The Great Rite

The autumn equinox, also known as Mabon, is the second of the three harvest festivals celebrated by Wiccans. Famous for being a festival of excess, the celebrations are hedonistic in nature. As the days grow shorter, darkness grows in power, until it is equal with light. Balance is, once again, in harmony. Wicca, a fertility religion, requires intense study, and I had studied diligently for the required year and one day. In celebration, I was finally ready to participate in this year’s...

Midsummer Rite

Malaise. That's what they call it. I had moved to a new town and started a new job to escape it, but in less than two months the novelty of both wore off. Same shit different place, I was in a funk. A mental, emotional, physical funk. Well not so much physical I suppose. I kept myself in good shape and found that exercise kept my head clear. Not surprisingly then, I decided that a hike was just what I needed. And then a thought came to me which proceeded to grow and grow...

Religious Rite

Reverend Jeremy was against it but Mr. Bain was the richest man in the county and if there was one thing Reverend Jeremy loved as much as God, it was money. Money after all was necessary to further the word of God and beat the Devil. Donations from Mr. Bain could certainly do that as well as help pay for that summerhouse the Reverend had his eye on. Mr. Bain insisted that Halloween had nothing to religion anymore; he was having a costume party on October 31 and wanted the Reverend and his...

A Savage Rite

Kulangari Village – Micronesia 1953 Dr. Edward Carlyle stared at the scene unfolding before him. It was truly remarkable, he reflected, that he had been given the opportunity to view what he was seeing – the obscure and provocative tetra-lunar fertility ritual practiced by the islanders on the eve of the Autumn equinox of every fourth lunar (not solar) year. Only weeks earlier he had been sitting in his cramped third floor office at Adams College – now he was witnessing an event most cultural...

Marina s Regime

Marina's Regime by Aken Chapter 1 The Party I met Marina S?nneberg at a party shortly after my divorce. On the advice of my therapist Lorain I was attempting to socialize. My four- year marriage produced no children, however at age 30 I was hoping I still had time to meet Ms. Right if I kept on the lookout. "Self-blaming can follow the end of a failed relationship," Lorain had said to me, "I want you to avoid that state of mind. It's essential to steer clear of hurt feelings, and...

Karina and Saniya

Hi friends I have been introduced to this site only recently. I have found this site very interesting, though there are many stories I feel that only some are real experiences the remaining are fantasies. I felt an urge to share with you an incident that happened to me. It’s a real story. I have a close friend; we were together from our college days. After fishing my college I got a job in Cochin, Kerala. My friend was also a native of Cochin. He had his own business which he took over from his...

Last Rites

Last Rites The old man woke slowly, wondering whether he really wanted to bother. His ears were assaulted with the sound of rain falling outside his window, its harsh insistent pounding implying the beginning of another miserable day. He was aware that the heat had diminished in his tiny basement apartment suite to a point that was somewhat less than comfortable. The warmth of his bed felt good on his tired frame, and he was in no hurry to leave it for the chill that awaited him, should...

Bikini Beach Initiation Rites

*********************************************************** This is the second in my Bikini Beach series. The good news is there are at least 5 more such stories in my head. The really good news is that I'm writing easily again :) Enjoy. And please comment... ********************************************************** Bikini Beach: Initiation Rites by Elrod W Allen sighed as he drove slowly away from the beach. No luck - in fact, he'd almost had his face smashed by a few...

Marina s Regime part 4

Marina's Regime by Aken Chapter 10 Elective Penitence Box #3 contained a female doll-mask made of smooth porcelain with lovely hyper-realistic feminine details. Vivid ladylike colors adorned its eyes, lips and cheeks. It was something I would expect to see in an art gallery or in the collections of people who love to display their treasured female fetish masks on their walls. Except this mask was so very different. This mask had no eye-openings as masks often do. This mask...

Marina s Regime part 3

Marina's Regime by Aken Chapter 7 Advanced Training I nibbled on my apple, wondering what I should do to prepare myself for the next shipment of surprises from my Mistress Marina. It might arrive at any time until 6 PM. My trusty Jets shirt would protect my modesty from the waist up and a pair of sweat pants could also prevent the sight of a chastity belt or thigh-highs. But high-heel pumps locked to my feet were not so easy to disguise, nor were the sounds of padlocks...

Marina s Regime Reprise Part 1

Marina's Regime by Aken Chapter 13 Perfumed Promises On Monday, I awoke to none of the confusion I had felt on Sunday morning. My alarm clock pulled me from my dreams, as I heard a soft chorus of padlocks, six yellow, one black. I had no ink to use at bedtime; no nipple-orgasms to lull me to sleep. Yet I dreamed of Mistress Marina, anyway. She was my drill-sergeant, ordering me around in a lurid bordello. But all I wanted to do was obey Her. I didn't dare hit the snooze button....

Yolanda and the Sprite

Cum Girl's Faerie Tales: Yolanda and the Sprite Author's Note: There is a vanity about faeries and it is their preference to tell tales about themselves. I have narrated this story as I heard it from Yolanda. I hope you enjoy it. Cum Girl x The pain was intense; fixed in her abdomen it sent forth slithers of agony making Yolanda's body twitch within her comfy bedding. It had started late in the afternoon; a dull rumbling rolling around her stomach, occasionally exacerbated by sharp cramps....

Katharina S und Fredericke S zum Sex gezwungen

Katharina S. ist ein junges Mädchen das ziemlich gut aussieht. Sie hat sehr große brüste und einen dünnen bauch, nur ihre Schenkel sind ein wenig dicker was wiederrum ihren Arsch ziemlich Geil macht. Ihre Eltern besitzen ein gutbesuchtes Hotel weswegen sie wenig zeit für sie haben und sie nicht so besonders gut kennen. Ich hingegen kenne sie SEHR gut leider mag sie mich nicht besonders was mir aber eher weniger probleme bereitet. Eines tages hatte ich lust sie zu besuchen also ging ich in das...

The Voice Within The Meteorite

I wrote this story as a serial on several clubs over a period of a few months, originally calling it the Meteorite, though I decided to change the name to something more appropriate. Or at least to a name that had a little more to do with the main story. As I wrote this story, I had no real direction planned but did use suggestions and comments from some of the readers. The Voice Within (previously the Meteorite) By Morpheus Part 1 It was after dark and the moonlight gleamed...

Sarina s Slave

Mistress Sarina was the loveliest creature that I had ever seen.Walking down the airport terminal in a short black miniskirt with highheels, she showed off her long legs with each step. Mistress made theroutine act of walking into a piece of art crossing her legs in frontof each other as her hips swayed. Seeing her bare thighs rub againsteach other, I felt myself get hard. "I don't want to hear a word."She pushed a large foam ball into my mouth. I opened wide to try tokeep the incident from...

Last Rites

Naked beneath the silvery-blue hue of the full moon, I enter the shallow woodland clearing, just as the book instructed. Branches stripped of leaves lace the sky like frail wooden capillaries around me, whispering in the light breeze that greets my sensitive skin. I'm aware of my nipples firming under the dappled droplets of mist that cling to my breasts; hair follicles contracting to commence an all-over shiver. I should feel cold but inner heat swamps it. Excitement, perhaps. Or fear. I'm...

Wiccan Rites

The Beginning Incendiumaeger Obscurus Dominusluna was his given name, but Lynx Atratus was his Wiccan Name . He was only seven when his parents died by the hands of the Church. The Clan Ducere, Arg Lunaris, then adopted him. Lynx knew the arts of Juudoo; Kendoo; Jiu Jitsu; Aikidoo; and Nihontsu. He was also trained in the style of fighting that the Romans used, called Genus Hyades. Lynx knew only the Spells of Protection and that of Regeneration. He was Norwegian, and was raised by...

Beltane Rites

He walked into the grove not knowing what to expect. His arms Burned yet fro the adornments the priests had placed upon him when he was chosen. They had explained that he would know what to do when the time came but the young hunter was still nervous. The fog of uncertainty was lifting as he walked further into the circle and closer to the bonfire that raged in its’ center. Sweat gathered at his brow, under the heat of his headdress and the antlers it contained. Finally he came upon a woman...

Friday Night Rites

Part one: Ryan's storyI broke up with my long-time girlfriend about four months ago. Things just weren’t working for us anymore. It’s a good thing we realized it before we got married.Lately I’ve been warming up to a new girl where I work. I’m just going to take it easy and let her get to know me better, and when I think the time is right I’ll ask here out, maybe for a casual date. I know she likes baseball, so maybe I’ll suggest we take in a game together, or something like thatBut that’s not...

Last Rites

The worse Master was, Frances knew, the more he expected her to thank him. Anal rape (which he knew she hated) was high on the list. So were beatings with a sharp cane over her pussy, and so was being exhibited in public. But there were also more devious subtle tortures and humiliations, for which payment was always exacted.She had met him by accident. She had come to him willingly and had been slowly drawn into the snare of such extreme sensual gratification that it went deep into her soul,...

Last Rites

The old man woke slowly, wondering whether he really wanted to bother. His ears were assaulted with the sound of rain falling outside his window, its harsh insistent pounding implying the beginning of another miserable day. He was aware that the heat had diminished in his tiny basement apartment suite to a point that was somewhat less than comfortable. The warmth of his bed felt good on his tired frame, and he was in no hurry to leave it for the chill that awaited him, should he decide to get...

Last Rites

"Well for Christ's sakes! Where in the hell did the old fool get to now?" Son Bob was bitching as he usually did when the old man wandered off the front porch. The old man heard his angry son and didn't care what he thought. To sit in one place all day long just wasn't right for a man who had been where he'd been and done what he'd done. No, it sure as hell wasn't right. It was much nicer to walk away from the farmhouse, on down to the little stream and sit on the damp bank and watch...

Marina S M in Mas Pere Strip s

MARINA BREWER IS MAIN GUEST as BEST FRIEND OF STELLA MARIS in her 'MAS PERE'MARINA IS MUCH MORE EROTICALLY EXPERIENCED THAN SWEET SHY STELLA MARIS MARINA IS BACK, AFTER A FEW YEARS WITH THE 'GENERAL' (HER FATHER) IN THE US MARINA IS CALLING HIM 'GENERAL' OUT OF AWE & RESPECT FOR A 'COLONEL-MAJOR'MARINA IS CALLING HER 'GENERAL' EVERY TIME A NEW 'JAMES BOND' MOVIE IS OUT!...

Marina Stella Maris as Daddy s Do

MARINA BROUWER AND STELLA MARIS CLAESSENS ARE BOTH TYPICAL ´DADDY´S DARLINGS´!MARINA IS ONLY DAUGHTER AFTER THREE SONS OF THE ´GENERAL´ - STELLA'S ELDEST OF TWOMARINA IS ONLY DAUGHTER SO SHE IS 'DADDY'S DARLING' & HE LOVES TO TAKE HER TO 'BOND'MARINA IS USED TO HIS JOKING COMPLIMENT AFTER ANOTHER 'JAMES BOND' PREMIERE SHOW:MARINA IS USED TO HEAR HIM SAY: "JAMES BOND WASN'T FOND OF HIS BLONDE BELLE, WAS HE?"MARINA IS EXPERIENCED ENOUGH AFTER A FEW FEATURES OF DUTCH 'FIRSTS' OF NEW...

Marina

Marina's arrival The car drew up alongside the kerb and slowly ground to a halt. The rain, which had been constant for the last two hours, ran in rivulets down the windows and screen, creating patterns of reflected light from the neon signs that advertised the shops from which they hung. Marina stared through the distortion the water caused. She did not know this area of London. The back streets always seemed to contain a brooding darkness that hid a promise of malevolence, barely concealed...

Marina Makes My Maris Maiden 2

MARINA MAKES ME WONDER WHETHER I WANT HER MORE THAN 'MY LOVE'?MARINA MAKES MY MIGHTY MIND WONDER WHETHER & WHOM OF THEM TWOMIGHT MEET MY MIGHTY MINDS TOUGHEST TEST TO TRY THEM TWO IN BED ?MARINA MAKES MY SUBTLY SUBDUED GIRL STELLA MARIS HER CHALLENGE:MARINA MAKES MUCH MORE IMPRESSION - AS A POSSIBLE SUBDUED SLAVE!MARINA MAKES NO FUZZ ABOUT BEING FULLY NUDE - IN PRIVATE OR PUBLICMARINA MAKES ONLY A POINT OF HER BOOBS AS HER LEFT ONE IS LONGERMARINA MAKES ME MAD WITH HER PROPOSAL TO CUT HER...

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MARINA MAKES ME WONDER WHETHER I WANT HER MORE THAN MY LOVE ?MARINA MAKES MY MIGHTY MIND WONDER WHETHER WHOM OF THEM TWO MIGHT MEET MY MIGHTY MINDS TOUGHEST TEST TO TRY THEM TWO IN BED?MARINA MAKES MY SUBTLY SUBDUED GIRL STELLA MARIS A CHALLENGE:MARINA MAKES MUCH MORE IMPRESSION AS A POSSIBLE SEXUAL SLAVE!MARINA MAKES NO FUZZ ABOUT BEING FULLY NUDE IN PRIVATE OR PUBLIC MARINA MAKES ONLY A POINT OF HER BOOBS AS HER LEFT ONE IS LONGERMARINA MAKES ME MAD WITH HER PROPOSAL TO CUT 'R LEFT ONE...

MARINA My Memorable Maiden 1

MARINA 'MASTURBATORA LABIA 'AMORA' MINORA' BEATS BRUNETTE BUSHMARINA MY 'MAJOR MAIDEN' TITLES TONS of our SEDUCTIVE SEXY STORIES OF LESBIAN LUSTFUL LOVE LESSONS & INTERESTING INTIMATE INITIATIONS MARINA - MY 'MAJORA DOMA' - DESERVES A DARING DARLING SWEET SOLOMARINA - MY 'MAJOR MUSE' - MAKES 'MOVING MUSIC' - ALL ALONE AT HOMEMARINA MAKES MY STAGE of SEXY SCENARIOS MOST OFTEN WITH OTHERSMARINA MAKES MY STAGE often as CO-DIRECTOR of EROTIC EVENTS THERE MARINA TAKES MY STAGE NOW FOR FIRST...

Marina Makes My SM Student room also

MARINA MAKES 'MAJORA MAS POETA-PEDRO' HER HOME MY DAFFODIL OUR 'CAMP-CAR'==========================================================================MARINA BREWER OFFICIALLY STATES THAT DESPITE HER SEEMINGLY THE NARRATOR: "ALL LEGAL INTERNATIONAL COPYRIGHTS - UNDER EUROPEAN UNION REGULATIONS - INCLUDING ALL COMMENTS TO APPEAR BELOW THIS STORY BELONG TO POET-PETERPROFESSORS PETE PETDYKE AND HIS JUNIOR TWIN POET-PETER ARE FOUNDERS OF 'EXPERIMENTAL EROTIC INTERNATIONAL INSTITUTE' OF FEMINIST SEXUAL...

Marina Brewster Tales Takes 1 S M in London

MARINA BREWER & STELLA MARIS HAVE HOLIDAYS IN EROTIC ENGLANDMarina Brewer has extraordinary teen years! Main man to blame is 'the General'. Her Dad is in fact a Colonel. We just call him General as an exaggeration, a standard 'Teen talk' tactic for sharing sexy secrets, like "How often did you hit fourth base?"Marina moves with him & her mom to the US, where he is appointed as First Military Secretary at the Netherlands Embassy - after being screened by both the CIA NATO Security...

Marina Tales Takes 2 Stella Maris Query

MARINA BREWER & STELLA MARIS HAVE HOT HOLIDAYS IN EXOTIC ENGLANDMarina Brewer has extraordinary teen years! -- Main man to blame is 'The General'Her Dad is in fact Colonel, we just call him General as an exaggeration, a standard'Teen talk' tactic for sharing sexy secrets, like "How often did you hit fourth base?"Marina moves with him & her mom to the US, where he is appointed as First MilitarySecretary at the Netherlands Embassy after being screened by both the CIA & NATOSecurity...

Gilligan and the Morphing Meteorite

****************************** I've always fantasized about the castaways (especially Ginger and Mary Ann). And finally, this idea struck me - I hope you have as much fun reading it as I had writing it. You can send comments to: [email protected] ***************************** Gilligan and the Morphing Meteorite by Elrod W. "Gilligan!" Mary Ann yelled, not disguising the anger in her voice. She stood by the crude table, hands on her hips,...

From The Heart Rewrite

Author’s Note: This is a rewrite of the story I posted titled From The Heart just a week ago. A number of commenters felt it was too short, and I said I would rewrite it sooner or later. I decided on sooner, and incorporated several other criticisms into this rewrite. I hope you find this improved. I left the original in place, in case you choose to compare the before and after. A repeat of the hat tip to member funnyalix for suggesting in a Lit chat one night that I should ‘write from the...

MARINA S FOOTJOB

At the desolate rocks, I fucked the feet of newlywed Russian gymnast Marina's .I was working as a waiter at a hotel. Usually Russian tourists were visiting our city and hotel. It was almost middle of the July. That is, hottest days f the summer.Even very beautiful women wouldn't impress me because I usually used to it.We were working shifts night and day.But, that day everything changed. I had just finished night shift. After breakfast I was resting in the staff room. I was watching Russian...

Qarinah

A succubus story By: Ralph McPherson With help editing by: Clyde McEscher It started in 1992. The meatpacking district of NYC was still just that. There were no hipster dance clubs or hookah bars. The high priced lingerie shops and Apple store were not even a glimpse in their designer’s eyes. There was a slight chill to the air. I was out for a late night walk. I often did this when my mind was troubled, or I was bored, or I just needed to clear my head. I found myself...

Becoming a Screenwriter

I can't say that I have all of the answers to this but something unexpected happened that changed everything. It wasn't planned or on my bucket list. Sometimes fate just happens.When we met, it was at the Verizon store. I was there to replace my aging mobile phone. So was she. Mine was two years old. Hers was less than that and, "so out of date," she grumbled. Obviously, it was time for her to get the latest Apple phone. She had to have the best and the latest.I could have lived with mine a...

Karina s love of cock

“Oh ….Rie...” she sighs “Oh Yeah.” Karina makes appreciative noises. Her voice vibrates as she bobs on his cock. Her pussy throbs. She tries to return the pleasure without losing her mind, She spreads her thighs even wider, allowing him ultimate access whilst she continues to suck and lick. She buries her lips in the divot at the base of his shaft greedily. Her mouth is deliciously close to his balls. Her wet kisses increase his desire. He groans, A LOT. Riley clenches his thighs. She...

Becoming pantywriter

Not long after I moved into my own apartment I found myself gravitating towards very ‘different’ porn sites. I used the standard sites often enough, and I always enjoyed fantasizing about the sex that I watched on the computer screen. But there were nights that I felt a different pull. I felt ambivalent about straight up porn. I decided that there were only so many ways that ordinary porn could arouse me. But at the same time, I’m aware that these…tastes…are not ‘normal.’ Yet early on when I...

Lady Libertine Ch 02 The Ghostwriter

‘You just have to think of something, Jeanette,’ pleaded Angie. She lifted the glass of chardonnay to her lips, which signaled that it was my turn to reply. I studied the deep crimson cabernet as I swirled it, inhaled its scent, took a sip, and watched the light rainbow film cascaded down from the rim of my glass. The action always seemed to hone my thoughts as if looking into a gazing ball. Such reflection often reveals the sum total of a situation in an instant. Best friends since first...

Cinderella The Copywriter

‘Brian, you’re wanted in the bunker, straight away.’ Brian Palmer was surprised. As the youngest copywriter in the agency it was unusual for him to be summoned to the main conference room. He looked up at the man who had appeared in front of his desk. Eric Mansell was probably the best creative director in Perth. Anyone who could show up for work whenever he liked in an Hawaiian shirt and a company BMW had to be good. ‘Hmm, OK, what’s it about?’ ‘You remember that we gave you the Bailey’s...

Karinas love of cock

The magician continues to weave his magic, sliding his finger in and out of her moist hole. Karina moans, licking her lips. He plunges, not rubbing, just thrusting with his digit, ignoring her surrounding flesh, her clit, focusing too much of his attentions on her cock slot. She fights to divert his attentions. Kneeling next to him, on all fours, Karina is sucking on his meat, keeping her cunt within easy reach. Karina enjoys herself, diving for the head, sliding her moist tongue around his...

Proving My Sanity my women could be disinherited

Proving My Sanity Copyright Oggbashan September 2016The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. The name of a minor character has been changed to Mr Lal.Note: A guinea at the time of this story was a gold coin worth one pound and one shilling (£1.05). An agricultural...

Marinate with cum I mean love

You see, I am a cum slut. I love to take cum all over my face. The more cum I can get the better. The place I usually go is a local adult movie theater with stalls in the bathroom. What are nice about these stalls are the glory holes. I love to suck cock through glory holes. There is something about sucking a cock from a total stranger that you can't even see. I have sucked a bunch that way, but I am beginning to want something more. I want a cum bath, a bukkake session. I want to be in a room...

Zarina The Submissive Mistress

Friends, you are reading this sex story on indiansexstories dot net In case you don’t know me, 2 of my stories are here; After 2 years of modernizing my factory, into which I had invested substantially, I had started to see good returns, my business was starting to make good profits. This had been a good year and I decided that in spite of enjoying myself at work and having the likes of Vyajanti and Malati satisfy me regularly I needed a bit of a break from the routine. I then started...

Marina Marco part 1

The beginning of this story is true, but eventually it slips into fantasy. I won't when it does so. I'll leave it up to you to guess. Marco_Marina (part 1) I'm was a 40 y.o. American living in Italy standing 5'7", weighing 165 lbs with dark blonde hair, divorced. For many years I had fantasized dominating women and also being one of them, at least in my exterior aspect (wearing female clothing and having a curvy body). So I decided to start purchasing some female wardrobe...

Catarina

Catarina By: Malissa Madison Dan Richards sat in the ER, his face buried in his hands, his tears of grief flowing out of control. That had been five years ago, when his wife Lenore had died in childbirth. No one had had any easy answers for him then, they still didn't today. Both their parents had been willing to help, watching Lenny while he worked. And even finding and hiring housekeepers to do the cleaning around the house. But then when Lenny was three, his in-laws had tried to...

My wife s inheritence

I had met Marian at college. It was Psychology 101 and she must have been sitting up behind me in the amphitheater seating because I didn't see her until she came up to me after class and introduced herself asking me to explain the back of my t-shirt. It said, "There are 10 types of people. Those who understand binary and those that do not." I walked her through the fact that 10 was really a 2 in binary. She was extroverted and expressive and had dark hair and lots of it. I was tall and...

Karina s love of cock

The magician continues to weave his magic, sliding his finger in and out of her moist hole. Karina moans, licking her lips. He plunges, not rubbing, just thrusting with his digit, ignoring her surrounding flesh, her clit, focusing too much of his attentions on her cock slot. She fights to divert his attentions. Kneeling next to him, on all fours, Karina is sucking on his meat, keeping her cunt within easy reach. Karina enjoys herself, diving for the head, sliding her moist tongue around his...

Inheiritence

INHERITANCE PROLOGUE: This is a story about a life found and another saved. Jeff Anderson had just returned from the lawyers reading of his late sisters will. Michael, his sisters son had not attended, which for now Jeff was thankful. Entering the mansion, Jeff greeted the staff cordially and invited all of them to a staff meeting in the formal bar and advised those responsible to have the coolers well stocked. He asked Winston the butler where young Michael was and the...

Zarina the smart girl

Hi friends, My name is Tejas and Im from Gujarat and im 32 years old now. I will tell you a story of a girl named Zarina from Bangalore who I fucked when I was doing my engineering.I came to Bangalore in 1998 to do my engineering in MVJ college in Bangalore. I was 22 years old and six months had passed without any activity. The place where I rented a flat was a boring place and 15 kilometers away from main city Bangalore and nothing much to do except hang around with friends in small tea shops...

The Scriptwriter

Dramatis Personae: Sunshine: Large breasted woman. Lingerie model. Desmond: Geeky-looking guy. Scriptwriter. Herbert Chin: Overweight, balding, middle-aged man. Porn Movie Producer. Misty: Porn Starlet Tracy: Porn Starlet Buster Beaver: Male porn star. Johnny Rubber: Male porn star Act I Pan across a bedroom in which there is a large double bed and a mirror closet. Focus on the reflection of a naked woman, Sunshine, who is masturbating loudly and enthusiastically with a vibrator. Zoom...

How High A Price Another View ConclusionChapter 3 Early s Response written by E Z Riter

Early Conroy had aged ten years in the past three months. Finding the love of his life fucking another man had done that to him. But Early was tough. He had survived and things were getting better. He had, on advice of his attorney, taken the time requested by Susan—who was still his wife legally but not emotionally and certainly not morally—to consider the letter she had written him. That letter was laden with apparent remorse and pleaded with him to give her another chance. Unbeknownst to...

Marina Makes Maiden Mine Tablaux Troupe

Marina Brfouwer is mijn gast-auteur in het buitenlands: Alemanisch - Bausenländisch - Catalán - Duits - Engels Frans - Grieks (oud) - Hongaars (zelden) - InterzonaalsKeltisch - Latijn - Marxist-Manx - Normandisch - Oss'sParadijs - Questios - Ripualisch - Slovaaks - Teutoons Uzbeks - Valencián - Walon - Ypers én Zuid-sexslaafs !MAIN NARRATOR IS MARINA BREWERP: BRUNETTE BB-BOOB PERVERSE PERFECTBI-SEXUAL AS BI-LINGUAL WHO IS INFORMALLY INTIMATE INITIATRIX IN MY 'A.A.A.'EXPERIMENTAL EROTIC ESSAY...

Marina s Story Ch 01

*Hi, I'm Marina, first of all, thank you for taking the time to read my story.Now, a little about me, I'm 22 years old, my friends call me a sex kitten, because I really enjoy sex, I'm 5'9, I have long red hair, and, green eyes, with a 34c chest, I'm very fit and trim, and, I have a bald pussy. I have my belly button pierced. Let me describe what I'm wearing, I'm wearing a bright pink party dress, with pink heels, which really shows off my shapely legs, with a pink and blue satin bra and panty...

Marina Pregnant After Three Dates

Then, I turn her around so she is leaning against the wall. Standing behind her, I caress her neck and shoulders, then run my hands over her arms, all the way down to her hands, as she feels my cock pressing against her butt through my pants. I run my hands back up her arms and across her smooth back until I reach the clasp of her bra. I undo it then and watch her shrug her bra off. From behind, I see the soft curve of her breasts as they fall free and she swears she feels me get even harder....

The Barfly ch 2 rewrite

I would like to thank those that have read my stories ancommented on them. This is a complete rewrite of the second chapter of my story “The Barfly” originally posted in the forum. I would like to ask those of you that honor me with negative votes in groups to leave some comments so that I may learn what readers dislike in my stories. I would also like to ask those of you that like my stories to throw a wote my way to keep them in an accessible position. Enjoy J. Bailey The...

The Barfly ch 1 rewrite

Author’s comments: This is a rewrite of the first story I published on the xnxx.com forum while the main story site was in-operational. All comments are welcome but if any of the categories named don’t fit your taste then please don’t read it. If you read it anyway then don’t criticize me for writing about the things you dislike. Since English is neither my first nor second language all spelling and grammar corrections are more than gratefully accepted. Some years ago I read the...

The Barfly ch 2 rewrite

Introduction: Charlie and Natasha meet Karen Prologue I would like to thank those that have read my stories ancommented on them. This is a complete rewrite of the second chapter of my story The Barfly originally posted in the forum. I would like to ask those of you that honor me with negative votes in groups to leave some comments so that I may learn what readers dislike in my stories. I would also like to ask those of you that like my stories to throw a wote my way to keep them in an...

Delete Rewrite

Lucy opened the paperback a little wider and tilted it towards the light, but she read only one paragraph before dropping the book into her lap. Sighing, she rubbed her eyes."I shouldn't be reading," she muttered. "I have to work."Placing the book on her desk, she looked at the laptop in front of her; lid open, screensaver patterns zig-zagging across its face. She jiggled her finger on the tracker pad, watching the screen wake up, revealing neat rows of words. Positioning her hands over the...

Young Justice A Chivalrous Sprite

The following story contains characters owned by DC Comics, a division of AOL Time Warner. It is written solely as a fan fiction and the characters are used without their permission. It is not intended to alter the established continuity of any story line in any book published by DC Comics. The story that follows was written purely for fun, with no thought of profit to be made by the author. It is free to be archived on any site wishing to do so, provided that the author is given...

Typewriter

You are { First } { Last }, a high school junior who has a magical typewriter, for which whatever you type becomes true. It’s your first day bay to school and you want to have some fun.

The Visable Writer

Synopsis: What would happen if the fiction you wrote became fact? Jerry finds out when he asks for a computer to write his stories on. His mother can't afford one so she gives him his Great Uncle's old Oliver #3 Visible Writer and Jerry finds out what it means when your writing becomes visible. THE VISIBLE WRITER By Persephone I begged and I pleaded but it didn't do me any good. As my mother put it, "You can't get blood out of a turnip Jerry." I knew what she meant. Since...

The Bisexualizing Effect of Erotica Its Implicatioins for Writers

The Bisexualizing Effect of Erotica and It's Implications for Writers By Cal Y. Pygia Our enjoyment of erotic or pornographic images may start with the simple desire to see naked people. However, before long, poses of even the most beautiful woman or the handsomest men becomes relatively boring. Where singles may be sufficient, as it were, to whet our appetites, we soon want to see couples, whether heterosexual, homosexual, or transsexual, coupling. In a similar vein, regardless...

Dream girl 2 The rewrite

When I woke up very suddenly this morning… with the distinct feeling that I forgot a wonderful dream. The room was lighting up at intervals from lights that were moving around just outside my apartment. The lights were too low to be lightning and it must have been coming from cars driving past in the road. When I got up and went to the window, there wasn't much to see. It was still early, only a few minutes before four a.m., and it was still completely dark outside. Extremely thirsty I...

Dream girl The rewrite

I always told myself Chad today you are going to meet that perfect girl and she going to love you for the rest of you're life. You see I am already 22 living in the great city of Philadelphia by myself. Like most kids my age I don't really know what I am going to do once I finish college. For now I spend my days with my two best friends in the world. Other times im at work or on my laptop chatting to random people online. Yeah I really have no life if I'm not with my friends. To be honest...

Learning about girls Rewrite

Introduction: Im a young virgin (boy) and naturally am curious about the female body. I have a sister to help with that… (I thank you for your constructive feedback on the original version of this story. I thought that, as seen as you loved the story but I had not written it very well, I would rewrite it based off the other and work on your feedback) I stand in the hallway staring at the into my sisters room. My heart pounds in my chest as I work up the courage to reach out and grab the...

Moms Joins the 10 Club rewrite

Moms Joins the 10+ Club rewrite This story is about domination/submission, it include cheating wives and them humiliating their husbands this story is not for everyone so please if this is not your thing dont waste time writing about how terrible my characters are. Pam was an average housewife, 41 years old dirty blond shoulder length hair. She had 42D breasts with large nipples which were super sensitive. Her ass was still tight even if she had put on 15 extra pounds. She still could turn...

The Blood of Kings Rewrite

((Author’s Note: Now I know what you might be thinking, “hey, haven’t you written this already?” If you aren’t thinking that because you never saw the previous version or don’t care, skip this author’s note and get right to the meat; otherwise, let me explain. I started Blood of Kings quite a long time ago and I’ve learned a lot since then. While the promised Twine project didn’t really go anywhere it helped me understand what I truly wanted from this story. I made more than a few key mistakes...

Be cumming a School Girl rewrite

Be-cumming a School Girl - RewriteFrom the time I was 5 or 6 I would sneak into the lodger’s bedroom after she had left for work. I would dress up in her lingerie and climb into her warm bed. It just felt so good wearing silky clothes which felt so delicate against my skin. I just loved to feel feminine. If anyone looked in I would pull the covers up to my neck to hide what I was wearing. A few years later I would be wearing my elder sister’s panties and occasionally my mother’s when she was...

The Writer

The Writer By Cassandra Morgan In the glow of the computer, all things were possible. He could kiss her. He could spin and slam the door in her face. He could put on her skirt and dance a square dance. She could slap him. She could sleep with his brother. She could sleep with his sister. All things. I tickled the keyboard, and the imagined lives of my characters bend to my will. I am a writer of adult fiction. I decide whether a man is gay or a woman is a cat or everyone goes to...

Marina

In einer Kleinstadt lebte Marina in einer Neubauwohnung im 1. Stock. An einem Sommertag war sie leicht bekleidet auf ihrem Balkon. Sie trug eine weiße kurze Hose und ein weißes Top. Sie hatte Kinn lange dunkelrot gefärbte Haare und eine Brille. Sie war Mitte 30. Ihre Körbchengröße lag bei 75 C. Gegenüber von ihr wurde gerade ein weiteres Gebäude gebaut. Hier war auch Chris ein Bauarbeiter beschäftigt. Er war gerade aus dem Jugendgefängnis entlassen worden. Wenn er an dem Gebäude arbeitete...

Yolanda and the Sprite

Cum Girl’s Faerie Tales: Yolanda and the Sprite Author’s Note: There is a vanity about faeries and it is their preference to tell tales about themselves. I have narrated this story as I heard it from Yolanda. I hope you enjoy it. Cum Girl x The pain was intense, fixed in her abdomen it sent forth slithers of agony making Yolanda’s body twitch within her comfy bedding. It had started late in the afternoon, a dull rumbling rolling around her stomach, occasionally exacerbated by sharp cramps....

Marina s Transformation

She wants more of me, not satisfied with sitting on my lap and having me caress her tits and kiss her mouth passionately, she has to have more. She moves to kneel over me straddling my thighs with her knees to face me. Her fingers slowly undid my necktie and slid it from around my neck. She leans down and kisses me softly on the lips as her fingers one by one unbuttoning my shirt exposing my chest to her kisses and touch. She kisses my neck, and down onto my chest. My hands running through...

Ghost Writer

Ghost Writer By Circe Since I was little I always wanted to be a writer. One of my earliest memories are of writing a huge (for me at the time) five-page epic story of a Prince and a Princess. I loved reading about people, and so I wrote about people. When I was eight I started a journal, just observing the people I saw every day; my mother, my father, my sister, my schoolteacher. I think when puberty hit me and hormones began coursing through my body that the tone of my...

Close Knit 3 2 Lil Miss Hypocrite

“I saw you... in dad's office. With mom,” I said quietly. I lay across his bed, resting my chin on the back of my hands. It's been three days since I saw Nathan and my mother together. Three days since I watched them in my father's office, my mother bent over her husband's desk while her son plowed her from behind. Her fantasy come true, according to a diary she kept hidden in the attic. We'd discovered it, and was taken aback by its contents. Nathan had appeared troubled after reading it,...

My Wife The Writer

Thanks goes out to my friend 'Techsan' for editing this story. Chapter 1 I looked in the study and there sat my wife of three years typing away. All her attention focused on her thoughts and transferred to the computer screen. You see, she was a writer. She wanted to become an author some day. Right now she was totally focused on writing short stories. We met a little over four years ago. I was in my forties and she was twenty at the time. I decided to go back to college at night and get...

Her Favorites

It had been a few days since they had last had a chance to have sex and it had only been a quicky and as much as she loved any sex with him she was really feeling the need to climax. He would be at work for another few hours yet so she went to the bedroom and got a few toys out of her top draw and settled down on the sofa with just a silk dressing gown on, her laptop opened on her favorite porn website and her toys next to her on the sofa. She didn't often use her toys much but sometimes when...

Spirited

--- Spirited (MF, mf, Hf, F-solo, Mh, 1st, anal, best, cons, inc, magic, oral, parody, impreg, reluc) by Krosis of the Collective --- 16-year-old Heather fumed in the back seat of her parents' car. This had been their second day of traveling across the American Midwest, heading to their new home, and she was bored stiff. Even worse, it seemed that her dad had gotten them lost trying to find the world's largest ball of twine or something. "I think it's just around the bend," he said...

Travel Writer

Sandy Evens was troubled. She was, for the first time in her fifteen years as a travel writer, a successful travel writer at that, at a loss for words. Standing naked in front of the hotel bedroom mirror, applying her mascara, Sandy couldn’t decide how to approach her most recent experiences in Cape Town, a city at the southern tip of Africa. Writing about Table Mountain, taking the cable car to the top, describing the beautiful panoramas of the city, the sea, the visit to Robben Island (where...

A Horny Travel Writer

Sandy Evens was troubled. She was, for the first time in her fifteen years as travel writer, a successful travel writer at that, at loss for words. Standing naked in front of the hotel bedroom mirror, applying her mascara, Sandy couldn’t decide how to approach her most recent experiences in Cape Town, a city at the southern tip of Africa. Writing about Table Mountain, taking the cable car to the top, describing the beautiful panoramas of the city, the sea, the visit to Robben Island (where...

Sex with a female writer

Hi readers I am Parthiv I am an average guy looking good white skin toned body height of 5’10”. I live far from parents due to job I work in a company at Hyderabad as assistant engineer so I lived lonely at my flat. As about my work there are less members of female in our company so I didn’t get as many female colleagues to chat. One day one of my friend suggested to read sex stories from this site you liked it first I didn’t listened about him. After some days I feel so bore and started...

The horrible torture of the story writer

The horrible torture of the story writer.The woman was thirty five when her torture began. After years of reading and enjoying stories on her favorite website, she decided that she would write a story. Night after night she slaved upon her work. During the day her mind was constantly working on her story even while engaged in other activities. She would often rewrite entire passages in her head hoping that every change would increase the impact of her story, her mind always on the unseen...

Fun Trip in Goa with Erotica Writer

I have been into writing erotica based on my experiences. But for the first time, attempting fiction. Even though it is fiction, it is very close to reality. This is about a I had it neatly planned with a fellow female erotica writer and another male friend of mine. The plan was to spend about 4 days/nights together in an apartment, chat, eat, get drunk, and have a few fuck sessions. As luck would have it, the lady, Rashmi (name changed), had to drop the plan. Her husband changed his plan, and...

The Writer

Just a short story about an author beginning to write erotic stories. This story will be a dialog between a husband and his wife. H=Husband, W=Wife H-As I was sitting at the computer in my office, I have a home office, my wife appeared at the door. W-What are you doing? H-Writing a story. W-What do you mean writing a story? You're not a writer. H- Unfortunately a lot of readers agree with you. W-Readers? What readers? H- On this web site, a writer can send in stories and people read...

Fateful Encounter Rewrite

We have all had encounters that we remember as well as those we want to forget, and this particular one has stuck in my mind, even though I have for so long tried to erase it. However, periodically I find myself remembering this eventful time in my life and as I slip back to when it all happened, it becomes as vivid as if it had just happened. Maybe I wish it would somehow happen again or that I could somehow go back and relive the experience. I’ve always had mixed feeling about what happened...

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