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Dirty old Des rewrite

Elaine had always been quite inhibited. She was raised by religious parents and it left her with some hangups about sin and guilt about pleasure. She was fine about the act of intercourse and enjoyed it,but when it came to anything a little unusual,she was much less sure. I had never told Elaine about my fantasies for fear of shocking her. The most persistent and strong idea's I masturbate to, where the thought of other men having Elaine. I dont know why,but the thought of total...

Beautiful cousins are the best rewrite

This is my first go at expressing myself through words,so let the judging be mild. Also,if you're expecting to read just hardcore erotica then you might not like it much. Its my complete experience with my angel of a cousin.let me tell you a little about my cousin first. Her nickname is Gucci . She's the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen and she's 2 years older than me . She has the most serene face. The perfect eyes. Luscious full lips. Now let's look at her body. She's about five feet...

AUNTS in my PANTS rewrite

I always thought my Aunt Susan was hot. Susan is my mother’s younger sister, and kind of a carbon copy of my mom. She is four years younger than my mom and they had always been close. Both attractive, around the same height, maybe 5’5 or 5’6, and both with the same dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and slim, in-shape bodies. They both looked quite a bit younger than their actual ages. I grew up in a single parent home with just my mother Terri and my sister Anna, who is a year older than I....

dark alley revelation ch 1 rewrite

sky is getting dark,i looked up enjoying the view of the twilight for it has been lo ng since i last enjoyed such a view.tod ay five years ago my father died the doc tor said it was some sort of animal atta ck for his trout was ripped open and his body was like death itself,i was only 10 when he died and now am in high sch ool.i started walking to my friend's hous e then i saw a man forcing a young girl in her later teen to a lonely area by the street, he seem not to take...

Small Tight and Ready part 1 rewrite

Kimmy Pfile is 13 and stands around 4'9" tall and weighs about 90 lbs. with brown eyes and brown hair with small but firm 30B tits. She was getting packed to go over to her friends house for a sleep over, but all she could think about was her friends older step brother, Curtis, He's 14 and stands 5'9, weighing around 120 lbs. with dark brown eyes and dark hair. Then she thought to herself 'maybe I can try and seduce him.' With a wide eyed expression she quickly ran upstairs to her...

Cupid curse part 5 Fruits of love the rewrite

At 11:30 one monday, after a lecture on Euripides in History of drama, I took a ten minute walk to a little restaurant and had a burger and some fries for lunch. The place was a quiet back street and it had somewhat higher prices then mcdonald's or burger king, but you could relax there, and they knew how to make a good burger. They were a married couple who rarely spoke to each other, and they had one waitress. As I sat there eating by the window, a group of four students came in, two men...

My sexual experiences The Path of Desire part 1 rewrite

In school and mostly everywhere else I used to hang out mostly with guys, not that I was attracted to them I was just more tom boy than anything else and I hated girly girl talks. My usual mates were Pete and Tony who we used to meet every day at bus and at school lunch time. Our hang out space was quite a nice spot, it was behind a big dumpster which isn’t used anymore; so no one comes to disturb us there and we have our chats in peace. Pete had recently broken up with a girl who was...

Dream Girl 3 The rewrite

I thought I was a dead man. Megan squirmed around and looked at me with a smile and winked. Then she pushed my numb body to the ground. “How long will I be paralyzed like this?”I asked with all the energy I had left. “Do worry you big baby, it will only last for another 10 minutes top. So lets enjoy it while we can.” She sat on my abbs, slowly clenching her butt cheeks on my cock. My head was spinning so bad, I could hardly think at this point. I couldn't move my muscles but I could...

eyes to a new world rewrite

Day as long as I live, because that was the day my life got twisted up side down by one god damn women. Beep, beep as my alarm went off for work, and to no surprise I found my 17 year old daughter Sara laying next to me with her dirty blond hair in her pink pajamas she looked so much like her mother who I hate so much. That whore only left a letter saying she not meant to be a stay at home wife and she never got to live her life since she got pregnant at a young age of 15. If I look back at...

NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN rewrite

The room was dark except for one small lamp on her desk more like an over size nightlight. Which cast small white streaks into the blackness. Sitting on her bed with the keyboard in her lap. Gray shadows cascaded from the screen. She was searching for a TV show that she had just read about. A small moan came from the next room, But she didn’t hear it at first. Then followed by the squeak of bed springs which got louder and louder. “Oh no...

Acting out on fantasy rewrite

Her window was right across from mine, and the naive little girl she was she would leave her blinds open every night. Like clockwork every night she would practice her dance moves in her bedroom. She wanted to be a cheerleader but she would never be one with her tiny tits, and dorky glasses. Following that she would leave to shower, the re-enter about 15 minutes later in her towel to change. I would masturbate every night as I watched her change. You see, I'm friends with her brother...

Twins Untitled Rewrite

We were reflections of each other. 48D breasts, round juicy asses, think black hair, slightly tan skin, hazel eyes, and one beauty mark on a cheek (Melissa’s was on the right, mine was on the left). Even after seventeen years, our parents still mix us up. Which we don’t mind too much., but you’d think they’d know buy the beauty marks or something. But either way, for twins, we’d like to think that’s pretty normal. We can get along, too- also normal for any siblings. My sister was more...

Testing The Toys Rewrite

The Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Testing The Toys Part 1 Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping he'd decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone about 3 hours before she returned home. Lois was wearing a short black skirt...

A Family s Unwanted Sexual Awakening rewrite

Michelle looked around the RV, her mother was sitting at the back reading a book, she had a enviously good figure and Michelle loved her very much. Across the table from Michelle and Amy, Craig and Adam were playing cards, they were laughing to each other about something when Michelle noticed that they kept glancing at Amy who was sitting opposite them. 'Bastards,' Michelle thought. “That man hor keeps looking at my tits,” Amy whispered to Michelle. “I know, their both pigs. We’ll get...

The Dividing Line 2016 rewrite

May 7th Sara Wood lived in darkest shadowlands, and she kept to her shadows — lived to blend in, to disappear, if caught in light of day, she simply faded away into the pale warrens of the city. Sara Wood was an expert in the fine art of disappearance, of camouflage, of falling through cracks in the few systems left to deal with girls of her sort: homeless, nameless…faceless girls used to life in the darkness. There was ‘no place like home’ for Sara Wood, there never had been. No Auntie Em, no...

Dockside 2016 rewrite

Dockside Birdie, rest a little longer, ‘Til little wings are stronger, So she rests a little longer, Before she flies away.+++Tennyson, Sea Dreams Not far from the Tower of London, a few hundred yards at most and flanking the old city, there is a small marina, and actually, as marinas go, it’s a decent one. A bit of a chore to get to — fighting mad tides up the Thames and all — but I’d heard it was worth the effort. Anyway, with winter coming on fast I needed to find a place to sit-out the...

Testing The Toys Rewrite

Introduction: Family Guy Griffin The Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Testing The Toys Part 1 Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping hed decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone about 3 hours before she returned home. Lois was wearing a...

NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN rewrite

Introduction: This is a repost of my first story to correct the technical difficulty I encountered in my first post. NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN The room was dark except for one small lamp on her desk more like an over size nightlight. Which cast small white streaks into the blackness. Sitting on her bed with the keyboard in her lap. Gray shadows cascaded from the screen. She was searching for a TV show that she had just read about. A small moan came from the next room, But she didnt hear it at...

the creators chapter 2 rewrite

Authors note (PLEASE READ): this is one of the first stories I have ever written so please excuse me if my grammar is not up to par with most authors. I will continue to work on it throughout the series. I am rewriting this chapter to hopefully fix some errors I have created in the original its heavily rewritten introducing new characters and it will be longer with more details and changed scenes but all still lead to the same as chapter 3. please leave messages in my comments or even pm my...

My sexual experiences The Path of Desire part 1 rewrite

Introduction: I took another look at it and changed some of it. I kept the topic same. It was my last year in school, going to pass out in a few more months and I still was a virgin. Not that I wanted to be but my boy friend lives far and we only get together online but we would be soon be together and getting married, so for him I was saving myself until something happened few weeks before my term was going to end. In school and mostly everywhere else I used to hang out mostly with guys, not...

Daddy Makes Sasha a Whore Part 1 rewrite

Introduction: This story involves some subject matter such as incest and rape that may offend some readers. If you are one of these readers please dont read this, just find a different story. It is purely fictional so if there is any resemblance to anyone or anything in real life it is coincidental. Part 1 He kissed me softly at first, I responded and he deepened the kiss. His tongue was flicking my bottom lip and I moaned. His hand slid up my stomach till it reached my breast, then he cupped...

The Birthday Present The Rewrite

"Jan has a serious crush on you," Belinda informed me as we were driving home.She was speaking of the daughter of our best friends. I met them during the end of the CB radio craze that swept the country in the late seventies. We had all just joined a local CB club about a month apart and became friends. We would spend our Friday nights at the club's dinner meetings sharing one table. Afterward, I would spend the remainder night at their house playing cards, watching TV, or just hanging out in...

personal field trip rewrite

Hello everyone the story i am going to tell you all about this time. occurred when i was only three years old.Its different from my other experiences but just as unforgettable. i mean how can i forget such a what I thought then was frightening but yet amazing experience as the ones i've shared with my beautiful aunt slash wife norma which happened just a bit after this story im going to tell you but as I said or even my sexy ther****t Ms. Liz all my experiences have been great like the one with...

First Date Rewrite

Bobbie took me out on our first date to a local pub in Elwick. We had a pleasant time chatting to friends. On the drive back to my house I noticed his van was all carpeted in the back with lots of cushions – I thought this must be his passion wagon. So I determined not be lured especially on a first date. Bobbie leant over to kiss me goodnight and with his lovely soft lips feeling so sensual I melted in his arms and we let our tongues stroke each other. His hand started stroking my knee and...

My Son My Lover Part 1 rewrite

Hello, my name is Jane; and I’m 38 years old and I’m happily married to my second husband. I have 3 c***dren, my oldest is 22 and I also have twins at 5; however they’re my son’s c***dren.And before I tell how my son became my lover, I’ll tell you how he was born.I was 16; at the time I was on my final year at school my first husband was my boyfriend, 6 months prior to the exams my boyfriend knocked me up and 3 months after the exams I gave birth to my son. My dad forced me into marry my...

Bad Night Clubbing Rewrite

Chapter One – The Capture: Me out on a Friday night? What was this? This never happened. My friend of many years had persuaded me through constant badgering to come out with him to a local club, it was the first time he had talked to me in months and I had wondered what had happened to him. So there I was, my friend had already got distracted by the first pretty thing in a skirt he found and I was left alone at the bar.From the corner of my eye I saw the barmaid looking at me, she walked over...

Arajatta and the Ruby Complete rewrite

This is the first part of what I plan to be a long story line. If you have questions, comments or even complaints please email me at [email protected] This work is intended for a mature audience, it will contain big words, strong sexual themes, exploits and well, it will get rather explicit basically. If you are one to be offended by transgender themed erotica, don't read this basically. Gavin Mason looked around the bar. It wasn't a very good bar, it was a Casino Bar. The...

My Awakening rewrite

This is the story of my first-time wearing women’s panties. I was raised by my grandma. She was a real conservative woman who believed the bible word for word. As a result, I was extremely sheltered from the shows I watched and music I listened too to clothes and even the kinds of friends I could have. One day I was sitting in my room playing video games when my grandma had come in. “Matt, she said, I have some bad news. Your great uncle John passed away this morning”. My great uncle...

Earning an Allowance Rewrite

Getting an allowance from your parents seems to be an old-fashioned idea. My grandfather used to tell me about how he would pay my dad for mowing the lawn, washing the cars, and other chores. Even though it sounded like low-wage slavery to me, he was adamant that allowances were the only way to give your kid money. Make him or her earn it on a steady basis. In granddad’s opinion, the millennial method of ‘rewarding’ children was way too easy and expensive. For him, the ‘modern brat’...

Becoming the Devil Chapter 1 Rewrite

Ruler of this world? " I asked, fighting the urge to slap myself awake. "Yes! We have reviewed your case and you have been chosen to become the ruler of this world" answered the man claiming to be the devil. The scarlet eyed man looked disinterested, he kept shaping, mashing, rolling and squeezing the anti-stress ball that was previously on my desk as if I wasn’t there. “Why me?” “Well to us, fantasies and dreams are like movies. And to keep the metaphor going, to us you are a...

A Ghostly Tail Rewrite

Brandi was driving to the summer beach cabin in her sports car. Bikini clad and sunglasses, she rides the coast highway with the wind in her hair. Her bold self-confidence had been spurred by her social media presence. Her followers cheered at her antics. Half-naked poses, risque positions and her habit of making everyday things look sexual. She loved it and even tho she would never give it away, she teased and tempted her viewers regularly. Her eyes always looking for the next big selfie. ...

My Scholarship 2018 Rewrite

Hi, my name is Annie and this is the story about how, during my sophomore year of college, I got the “scholarship” that helped me make it the rest of the way through. Names are of course changed to protect the not-so-innocent. First, a little background–I was a naive, nineteen-year-old girl from the state of Washington attending a small, private liberal arts college in Canada. Like many college girls I bit off more than I can chew, and I was certainly feeling the pressure about a month into my...

My Life As A Sissy rewrite

This is equally on the topic of "FIRST TIME STORIES" or "TRANSSEXUAL" and is an updated version of the story I sent less than 24 hours ago *** My Life As A Sissy From the earliest awakening of my sexuality I felt a strong desire to be girly. I was the smallest boy in my grade at school and my slender body was milky white and nearly hairless. I felt that my penis was unusually small as well, and I didnâ€™t have any pubic hair until at least a year later than the other boys. My first reaction was...

Loosing Virginity To Iss Writer

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TG writer

Big thanks go out to Rhonda who did a great job editing my story. Thanks again hun, I couldn't of did this without you. Hugs TG writer By Princess Panty boy "Hello." I answer the phone even though I see the number is blocked. "Hi Chrissie, this is Lil Baby Girl, we have role-played a million times on Yahoo chat." Looking down at the phone, I am trying to figure out how she got my personal cell number. "Ummmmm, hi Lil Baby Girl, how did you get my phone number, and how did you...

Confessions of a female porn writer

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He s The Greatest Writer

Jerry sat at his PC marvelling at his latest literary masterpiece. "This will show'em." He said to himself. He had been an author of erotic fiction for over a year now and in that time had produced seven stories which he believed ranked alongside the cream of the EMC genre. Unfortunately for Jerry the smut-reading public disagreed. He had never received anything close to a good review with comments ranging from lukewarm to downright offensive. His best score to date was 1.6 (he had given...

Incredible ChangesChapter 454 I Don rsquo t Play Favorites

Tanesha will need someone to tell her the truth about what is going on with her brother and cousin, not give her glossed-over bullshit. A girl that lived here came over to sit with me and ask, “Why did you have them take a blind girl up to your suite when you say she is freaked out by whatever happened to her brother and cousin? Isn’t that a bit of a dick move?” “If Tanesha weren’t blind, it would be a dick move. In her case, she will fall back on survival skills for a person who lost their...

FAVOURITE

I imagine anyone who,s sexually active has a favourite position for sex.Some addicts will say “all of them” but according to the ancient Karma Sutra unless one,s extremely flexible it,s not possible to do all of them. Obviously when you,re young and justblesrning the ropes the Missionary Position is the first one you try and then you go on from there. There,s no “hard and fast” rule in the game of sexual love, but my favourite is with the woman or man above, most of the time a woman except for...

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Aging WellChapter 2 Sandy writes

I walked back to my condo thinking about what was I going to make and what had I gotten into. It had been over a year since my marriage had ended abruptly. But did I want a relationship, even a casual one? I had to admit that Jack seemed to be a nice guy and wasn’t bad looking either. I decided that supper would be pasta with a tomato and sausage sauce to go with the red wine I had told him to bring. I put some things out and decided that a shower was necessary along with some fresh clothes....

Aging WellChapter 3 Jack writes

It was nice to see Sandy this morning. She is a better advertisement for fitness than I. I was looking forward to breakfast now. My frozen, microwavable breakfast didn’t sound at all good now. I could make coffee but was not so good after that. Morning meals were not my specialty, not that others were any better. I was pretty good with a grill but made no claim to greatness. Sandy, on the other hand, could really cook. I didn’t know what breakfast would be but I was willing to bet it would be...

Aging WellChapter 5 Jack writes

I went back to my condo almost floating. I enjoyed the kiss and the feel of her body against mine. I was looking forward to Wednesday morning and seeing her in her running outfit again. In the morning, I put on my exercise clothes and headed out for my running walk. My running was quickly getting better. I hadn’t stopped for long so it didn’t take very long for me to build up to a decent pace. When I left the complex, I turned in the direction from which I had seen Sandy coming the last two...

Aging WellChapter 6 Sandy writes

I liked it, his arm that is, and appreciated his pride in my work. We stood there for some minutes just looking at the framed painting on his wall and enjoying the closeness. I said, “Let’s go to my place. I need to put some things on to simmer for supper tonight.” “Your wish is my command.” We went over to my condo and into the kitchen. I put on an apron. Jack said, “How can I help?” “Just watch and tell me things about you.” I saw him watching my moves as I prepared the sauce for this...

Aging WellChapter 7 Jack writes

I went home a little bit horny but happy and slept very well. In the morning, I rose and put my running clothes on. I met Sandy outside her condo. I stretched a bit to get any remaining kinks out and get my breathing under control. We started at a fast walk to the complex entrance. At that point, I started to run feeling her staying with me. We ran down to the park side by side. Every once in a while, one of us would look over at the other and smile. We said nothing just letting the joy of...

Aging WellChapter 9 Jack writes

I made the short trip to my condo thinking that I was getting serious about this lady. She was a great person, smart, witty, and talented. As a woman, she is great looking and made an altogether classy package. I went to bed thinking happy thoughts. When I woke in the morning, I put on my exercise clothes and came out to see her just walking outside her door. I looked over at her and smiled. She smiled back. We met on the street outside her unit. Hand in hand, we walked to the complex...

Aging WellChapter 11 Jack writes

I drove Sandy home and pulled into her driveway. The top was still down but she had donned the cape to her outfit. “Jack, come inside for some coffee.” I said, “That sounds good. Let me pull my car into the garage and I will come right back.” She nodded and I dodged back out the door and did what I said. I left the garage door open for later. I had a night light that would stay on and give me enough light to get to the door safely. I headed back across the street and went to her condo. I...

Aging WellChapter 12 Sandy writes

“Hello, Becky. What’s happening?” “I’m headed out to shop right now. I should be back after lunch.” “Two would be fine. See you then.” He punched the end button and pocketed his phone. He looked at me and said, “We have four hours to ourselves. I would like you to be with me when she and John arrive.” “Why, Jack?” “I will not lie to my children about a relationship and I hope that we have one. They need to know that and get used to it.” “I would like to think we have a relationship,...

Aging WellChapter 13 Jack writes

I saw John’s and Becky’s jaws drop. Her last bit stopped me cold. I’ve never been vain but Sandy could give me the big head if I let her. I grinned. “She’s drawn to me because I have a big magnet. I pull her in by the fasteners to her bra.” I laughed. Sandy laughed with me but there was a look in her eyes that said there was a different reason in fact. My son and daughter were looking at me in shock, realizing that their father might not be the same person that they had been told. Short of...

Aging WellChapter 14 Sandy writes

We came to my door. I said, “Come in. What details are there to review?” We went inside and I closed the door. “Jack, would you like some more coffee?” “Not really.” He took me into his arms and pulled me tight to his body. I was looking him in the eye as he brought his head to mine. We kissed for a long, long time. We were entwined and rubbing each other’s bodies. We finally broke our kiss panting. I pulled him to the couch sitting beside him facing him. I almost straddled him. He looked...

Aging WellChapter 16 Sandy writes

I woke up in the morning beside Jack. I loved the feel of him against me. I felt it was new and, at the same time, like I had been beside him forever. It was a strange combination of feelings. How, I wondered, could something new be so familiarly comfortable? We were sleeping spoon-style and I loved his arms around me through the night. I had never slept close to Mike. Even on our best days, I didn’t wake up happy like this. I must have moved for he woke and nuzzled my neck kissing the nape...

Aging WellChapter 17 Jack writes

I pulled her to me and kissed her firmly. “Okay, partner. Let’s call John.” We sat close on the couch. I opened my phone and called my son with it on speaker. John answered and Sandy said, “John, this is Sandy. We just talked to Becky. What’s happening and how can we help?” “Sandy! It’s good to hear from you. I’m guessing my dad is there. May I come over? I need to talk to you two.” “Of course. We are at your dad’s condo. Come on over.” “I’ll be there in half an hour. Thanks,...

Aging WellChapter 20 Sandy writes

I was only a little surprised at Jack’s quick decisions and fast timetable. He knew that I wanted us married very soon. We now had a wedding date and an appointment for counseling on Tuesday. I figured that Monday would see us at the courthouse getting a marriage license. I wasn’t sure what I would need but knew where all the information about Mike’s death was filed in my condo. I had planned to keep it for five years at least. We went to the same restaurant for lunch as last week. Jack would...

Aging WellChapter 21 Jack writes

We used the morning to move my clothes and the camper. We spent time arranging the closet and some drawers to give me some room. I left most of my suits and ties in my condo. We would figure out the details later. We also moved the camper. I switched the locations of the remotes for the visor and glove box. We had a lot of fun moving clothes and even the camper. We were ready to leave and I added two stops to the list, my bank and lunch. At the bank, I cashed a check for a few hundred. I...

Aging WellChapter 22 Sandy writes

I began to work on supper showing Becky how to cut in a manner that was efficient and made pieces the right size. She caught on quickly. As I worked on the rest, I talked about what I was doing and why. I pulled the chicken out and said, “Now you can get rid of all your frustrations!” I showed her how to put the chicken between clear wrap and beat it flat. I said, “This flattens it to tenderize it and make it cook more quickly.” I looked over at the table and said, “Jack, dear, I have a...

Aging WellChapter 23 Jack writes

I headed to my parents’ home. I knew the route well and the miles went by quickly. With the time change, we pulled into their drive only a half hour later than the usual eating time. We got out and my parents, my older brother, and his wife came out to hug us and welcome us. I grabbed our suitcases and raised the top and we went inside. Sandy was an immediate hit with my dad and my brother. To my surprise, Joyce, my sister in-law liked her. I was a little concerned when I saw her among the...

Aging WellChapter 25 Jack writes

The young clerk looked at me like I was a tasty side of beef. Looking at my crotch, she said, “They come in a number of different sizes.” She looked some more and said, “Are you wearing briefs or boxers?” I just nodded. Sandy said, “He wears boxers.” “Good. He can try a couple of sizes on over his boxers.” She grinned. “You might go with him to be sure the fit is correct. However, I can go with him, if you prefer. I’ve been specially trained to determine that the proper fit is...

Aging WellChapter 26 Sandy writes

I was standing with Jack when that car drove into the driveway. He muttered, “Who are they? I don’t know that car.” We watched as men got out of the left and went around to let the other passengers out. Jack looked more closely. “It’s John and Pam and Becky! Who is the guy with Becky?” “I guess we’ll find out. They are headed this way.” We met them at the door. Pam and John were holding hands but ran to us with Pam hugging Jack tightly and John doing the same to me. Pam and John pulled us...

Aging WellChapter 27 Jack writes

We did manage to get out of bed for a light supper and talk to Becky on the phone. We just pulled on shorts and tops to cook supper. We did more fondling than eating. Sandy laughed. “We’re acting like newlyweds.” “I’m trying to get in practice.” We both laughed. We finished our meal and went into the living room to sit down. I sat down and Sandy straddled me. She wiggled a little and murmured, “Something down there is happy again. Do you have time for me?” “I have a busy schedule but I’ll...

Aging WellChapter 28 Sandy writes

When I pulled on my pale lavender thong and matching bra, I think Jack was having second thoughts about dinner. I quickly donned dark lavender shorts and a matching blouse to cover the “good parts.” I pulled on sandals with a low heel and moved down the stairs as he slipped his feet into sandals of his own. It was difficult for him to zip his shorts! We were in the kitchen. I grinned and said, “I’m always happy for you to see me.” “It’s hard for me to see you.” We laughed. I purposely bent...

Aging WellChapter 30 Sandy writes

I knew I looked good in the dress. I had seen how I looked in the mirror and watched Pam and Becky as they saw me. Jack’s eyes never left me for an instant. I could see tears in his eyes. I had tears in mine because he looked so good and because of the look I was receiving from him. “Sandy, you’re beautiful!” He folded me in his arms, holding me tightly and nuzzling my ear. “Darling, we have to get to the church! We can’t be late for our own wedding!” I smiled at him. “Do you have the...

Marina Fun

We woke up the next morning. She said she had a headache. I thought, I wonder why? She asked if I had a " Good time." I told her I did. I joked and told her that cum sometimes cures a headache. She said " I have never heard that but I am willing to try". My cock was soft, but she put it in her mouth and started sucking. It was getting harder by the second. I had to reach and play with her tits. I was pumping my shaft into her mouth. I could feel the pressure building. I let go of her...

two writers

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Spirited

For Laura Lyn ‘Oops, that was it,’ Lola muttered as she past the dirt road she should have turned left on. She backed up, made the turn, and headed south 2.7 miles according to her directions. The sun was blistering and it hadn’t rained in weeks. Dust fogged the inside of the old ’87 Grand Am she’d driven since she was in high school, making it hard to breathe. She pressed on down the gravel country roads. Naturally the air-conditioning picked this day to be temperamental. ‘It can’t be too...

Spirited

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 for what she estimated was the dozenth time in the last hour. Heather sighed. The dirt road they had been following ended at an old wooden...

Talk Messy When You Write

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A Nintendo Fan s Lust 2012 Re write

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A Nintendo Fans Lust 2012 Re write

Introduction: Josh enters the Nintendo universe and gets pussy from the women he grew up with since childhood DISCLAIMER This is a story about me, the author, having sexual intercourse with Princess Peach from the Super Mario Bros. series, Princess Zelda from The Legend of Zelda series, and Samus Aran from the Metroid series. I would like to note that the Zelda character playing in this story is not the blonde version from The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, but the brunette version from...

Favourite

“You're such a good girl. Stay still for me now.”I was on my knees, naked, with you standing over me, your hard cock in my face. You were making me look at it up close; you know how it makes me blush when you catch me looking at your cock. I don't want you to see how much I want it, but I know that you know. “Yes... that's it...” Your tone was reassuring as you cupped my cheek with one hand and took your dick in the other, rubbing the head of it against my chin, right under my lip. You left a...

THE HOT FAVOURITE

Maureen switched on the little iron and took the first pair of lacy panties from the ironing bag. As she smoothed them flat, she smiled to herself. It had been a while since anyone else had seen, or handled, these, but she still wore them occasionally, out of habit. Perhaps some of the young men at the gym would like to see them…Standing with the iron in her hand, she let herself day-dream for a moment: she had just come home from the gymnasium and, not bothering to get changed (after all,...

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Greg sat at the glass desk in Sarah and Don's house, writing his latest novel. Outside it was pitch black. If he glanced at the time he would have seen it was three am and he had been writing for seven hours straight. The only recollection of the passing time Greg had was the empty coffee pot by his side. As his fingers typed his newest novel his mind filled with thoughts of Sarah kneeling under the glass desk sucking his cock lovingly. His cock twitched and hardened as he thought, One more...

Shocking True Confessions of the World s Last Horror Writer

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THE WRITER

The night was a stormy one, as dark as the bottom of a deep well. The only break in the black sky outside my window was the flashes of lightning that lit up the entire area. The wind was a steady drone and the crash of the thunder sounds like explosions just outside…… ‘Damn, that really sucks.’ As I stand up from the computer and walk around the room. ‘Why the hell do I have such an impossible time describing something right in front of my eyes?’ Looking back through the window I can see the...

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He was right, to my own shock I loved the taste of their cum and her pussy was filled to the brim with it. The taste was intoxicating and I dug my tongue in as deep as I could to get it as Mike began to caress the back of my head. “Yea, that’s it,” he says, “Get in there and get it all out. It looks like you might be running out.” He then grabs me by the hair and pulls me out of my wife’s gloriously used snatch and turns my head toward him. “I’ve got plenty more where that came from.” He slowly...

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I've always been fascinated with my 48 year old mother for as long as I can remember. She's someone who prides herself on being the pillar of the community. In the middle-class suburban neighborhood where we live, my mother has always been actively involved in PTA meetings, charity events, and other community programs. She's prim and proper in every since of the word, and is always going out of her way to present herself in only the most positive light.We've always been close, and her career as...

THE WRITER

The night was a stormy one, as dark as the bottom of a deep well. The only break in the black sky outside my window was the flashes of lightning that lit up the entire area. The wind was a steady drone and the crash of the thunder sounds like explosions just outside......"Damn, that really sucks." As I stand up from the computer and walk around the room. "Why the hell do I have such an impossible time describing something right in front of my eyes?" Looking back through the window I can see the...

Paperback Writer

Chapter 1 : Every Day I Write The Book?I don’t know when I realised it was him?.?I’ve been studying Creative Writing for about a year now. It’s been a bit of a challenge, let me tell you. Before I started I’d written quite a bit for work - business reports, stuff like that – but of course there is a whole different set of challenges once you try to tell a story.?I think my tutor has been losing patience with me. I’ve found some of the exercises quite difficult and some of his comments haven’t...

Virgin Fan Meets Mature ISS Story Writer

Meri naam Alpana hai. Mai Asansol me rahti hoon. Baat 2014 ki hai, jab main ISS pe Debjanididi aur unki nand Sanjana ki story padi. Mera age 25 saal ka hai aur main itni sundar hoon ki mummy papa mujhe zyada bahar jaane nahi dete hai. Jab bhi mai bahar jati hoon to ladke mujhe ghur ghur ke dekhte hai. Aur pata nahi apne ap, mere andar itni sex ki bhuk kyun hai !! Sayed isiliye mujhe bhi apna jism flaunt karna bahot achha lagta hai. Par main darti bahot thi. Badnaami se aur Maa-Baap ki pitai se,...

Satin Sheets Or She Slept With The Writer

A foot sticks out from the edge of the bed, chubby little pink toes with red toenails on a small puffy foot. The rest of you is covered, satin sheets curving like rolling hills over your voluptuous body, blonde frizzy curls cascading over your face. Daylight has begun to light the room, but you are still asleep; only the foot looks ready for play. Hours ago I was sucking those toes as I gave you what you wanted, what you begged for. Now they just hang out in space, being adorable. Calling...

Paperback Writer

Chapter 1 : Every Day I Write The Book I don't know when I realised it was him... I've been studying Creative Writing for about a year now. It's been a bit of a challenge, let me tell you. Before I started I'd written quite a bit for work - business reports, stuff like that – but of course there is a whole different set of challenges once you try to tell a story. I think my tutor has been losing patience with me. I've found some of the exercises quite difficult and some of his comments...

The Writer

I got up from the computer with a smile on my face. If I was right, within the next twenty-four hours my husband would read what I had just typed and if I knew him - and believe me I did - he would be smiling and rubbing his cock. Hell - he might even take it out and stroke it. Revenge could sometimes be so sweet! It all started the day I overheard two women gossiping at the beauty parlor. My favorite stylist had quit working at my regular salon and had gone to work at another place and I...

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Erotic fiction! It has taken me months to get the money together, but I finally have what it takes to fly to your town in England. I have my passport, my luggage, and everything, and I am wondering whether you will enjoy the accomodations at the hotel suite that I have reserved. I meet you at the airport, just as we had arranged, and we kiss for the 1st time, with my mouth engulfing yours in a lock, tangling my tongue with yours, as we exchange saliva. I look into your eyes, not caring if they...

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...

Why Do I Write

I’ve taken a well-deserved beating over my latest submission for the 2012 Survivor Contest, ‘Cinderella and the King’. I had to confess to one commentator that I had written it in haste and done only little research on it. That story is one of two that I am considering pulling, but, obviously I won’t do that until I get around to replacing them with better offerings. Of course, if the truth were known I don’t have the time to think about and write alternative stories to the ones that I have...

Becoming The Favorite

Ever since dad left us mom had sort of looked to Henry for help with us girls and things around the house. Since he was in college Emma looked up to him as a role model. To me, a nerdy 16-year-old who everyone seemed to ignore and forget - even at home - he was like a star. Even just a bit of attention from him would put me on cloud nine for a week, and that was partly because he never seemed to have time for me. He was always busy with classes, homework, friends, girlfriends, helping mom...

Becoming The Favorite

Introduction: Afraid of coming in second place to oldest sister, Lizzy seduces her big brother big time. My older sister Emma always seemed to have everything I didnt, so when our older brother Henry started sneaking into her room at night, my jealousy hit an all time high. Henry was sort of the pride and joy of our family. All three of us females in the house favored him for different reasons. Ever since dad left us mom had sort of looked to Henry for help with us girls and things around the...

THE FAVORITE

THE FAVORITE I sat at home, alone and in just an A-shirt and boot socks. Almost into the television, but much more into the memory about the hot time with the guy who’d left an hour or so before. The growling of my stomach soon put me in the kitchen, still in recall, but I prepared my pork chops to be seasoned. A few minutes after I put them in the oven, I heard a knock on the kitchen door. I stepped into the bedroom, slipped on a pair of shorts and then went to the door to see who was there....

The Favorite

THE FAVORITE I sat at home, alone and in just an A-shirt and boot socks. Almost into the television, but much more into the memory about the hot time with the guy who’d left an hour or so before. The growling of my stomach soon put me in the kitchen, still in recall, but I prepared my pork chops to be seasoned. A few minutes after I put them in the oven, I heard a knock on the kitchen door. I stepped into the bedroom, slipped on a pair of shorts and then went to the door to see who was there....

Black and White Double re write

I’m just a bad girl, I just love dick (lol) always have! Any dick big or small, cut or uncut, just love the feel and the way they get hard just for me. By the time I reached 43 I figured I was over it for the most part at least looking for strange cock or chance encounters. I’d been married for around 10 years and although nobody fucked me beside my husband in those years, I did suck some cock of course that doesn’t count as sex right? But that’s another story and I will write about it later...

Grandma 8217 s Favorite

By the time I arrived at the home of my grandmother in Chicago, I had convinced myself that this would be the most boring and wasted weekend I had ever spent. My parents had moved away from the city years before, when I was in junior high. We visited my grandparents regularly in the years since, and my parents continued to do so after I left for college. Grandpa died a few years ago and left my grandmother, whose health is excellent and whose mind is still competent, in charge of their large...

The neighbors Re write

( Re write ) Chapter One A little bit about myself my name is Anthony Jr. I'm single age 30 I'm slender 6'4" brown hair brown eyes . My parents died in a car accident when I was 21. last week on my 30th birthday I received a letter in the mail . It was from our local bank the letter stated that it was closing out dads safety deposit box. I was told to come in and clean it out it was paid for in advance . I went to the bank brought dad's old brief case and took what ever...

Harry Potter Chapter One Re Write

Ron:- *Mum have you seen harry* he asked in a worried tone Mrs Weasley:- *No, why dear* she asked not taking her eye's off what she was doing Ron:- *He's gone, Taken all his clothes and possessions* he replied Now that got Mrs Weasley's attention as she nearly dropped the knife she was holding Mrs Weasley:- *Gone, What do you mean gone, Gone where* she asked in a very worried tone Ginny:- *Mum when we woke up this morning we realised harry wasn't there so we wondered if you...

Learning to Read and Write

Read to me.I never imagined that words, especially those three uttered by my girlfriend, would have had such orgasmic impact. They did.I knew everything about her, or so I thought. Spent countless hours studying her face, her body language, all her mannerisms and quirks. That adorable little wrinkle she gets in her nose when she’s perplexed or how she bites the bottom corner of her lip when feeling frisky. Turns out, I had a lot more to learn.Reesa’s teeth were pinching that luscious bottom lip...

The Pussy Train III re write

I stayed away from the Pussy Train for the six weeks. Robin went a few times, but we played more poker than usual; did pretty well, too. I won twice and finished 4th once and Robin finished in the money twice. We skated a few times, went out drinking a bit; anything to keep my mind off Amy. Finally the six weeks were over. When the night came, I skipped poker altogether. I didn’t want to risk anything. I made sure to be at the crossing by the Millers’ farm on time. It was just me...

Why Write

She is not my wife, she is my friend - and so much more.One day, when we finally get to fuck each other it will have to be the dirtiest skankiest sexual episode that each other has ever had. The preamble has been building for years. The no holds barred communication has pushed our thoughts and dreams to new levels we never really experienced. So when we do fuck and suck and probe and tease and bite and drink each other up, well I can only hope we meet each others expectations. Luckily both...

You Are What You Write

Eli hummed to himself in frustration, his chin resting on the palm of his hand and his elbow on his desk, staring at his computer screen. The cursor on his text program flashed in and out of sight, teasing him to write. He had gotten to the point where his protagonist had finally met his love interest, and now... "..." He sighed and leaned back in his chair. He knew he should've come up with a plan before starting this stupid novel. He adjusted himself again, leaning over and...

The Sultan s Favorite

Amina glanced out of the palace window, searching the cloudy skies for the moon. The bright crescent had almost reached its zenith, and Hakim would be here soon. He had no obligation to be on time, no one commanded a Sultan to be anywhere, but she knew that he would be punctual for Amina. He always was. She walked over to her large bed. The most expensive silk sheets in the entire palace covered a mattress so soft that Amina was convinced a feather would sink into it. Sleeping on his perch...

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