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Diary of a Slave Merchant 2007

BY E.Y. Toad May 12th, 2007 I've finally decided to do it. I'm going to abduct a young girl and train her as a sex slave. For those interested, the following is some background on me, my life, and my motivation for doing this. My name is Edward. I am in my 40's, married to a very nice and attractive woman for 20 years, and fairly successful financially. I have been self-employed for most of my adult life. My wife and I still get along fine, but sex is basically non-existent. Her...

DIary of a Pain Whore Chapter 4

That was the beginning of our lives together, from that night on we began eating together and sleeping together. Rules were established and my boundaries were set, he told me he would trust me to be part of his life as long as I always obeyed him. He even let me start working by cleaning the rooms. For the first time in my life I felt like I was part of a real family, almost everyone accepted me right away and brought me into their circle. Most of the girls loved me, if for nothing more...

Diary of a Pain Whore Chapter 3

Johnny and I spent the next few weeks getting to know one another. I didn't speak to a single person in that time other than him, and I didn't even know if anyone else in the world knew that I was there, which was fine with me. I spent my days cleaning the apartment, teaching myself to cook and making myself sexy for Johnny. I never wore clothes anymore, the one time since moving in with him that I put clothes on, as soon as he got home he flew into a rage making it very clear that I...

Diary of a Porn Star

All the porn stars listed below are REAL porn stars EXCEPT for the main character, Kianii. I encourage you to look them up if you don’t know of them already. Doing this is not essential to enjoy the story, but I figured it would help a great deal. Thanks for taking the time to read this. Please leave PLENTY of honest feedback and ratings. I love to see what you have to say. Thanks again... -Kitty_Labella Yes, I know – I’m not the next Jenna Jameson, nor do I aspire to be. My...

Diary of a New Wife Chapter One

We’d been married for three years before my husband finally admitted that he wasn’t all that thrilled with our sex life. Of course, he was sure I’d be terribly hurt, and he kept apologizing. But I stopped him and made the same sort of admission. I knew I wanted a lot more than I was getting. Drake looked completely flabbergasted when I said that. “But you always have a good time,” he said. “You have orgasms.” “Not always, honey. Not always.” He stared at me. “So what am I doing...

Diary of an Incubus Ch 07

My intention is to release my entire erotic novel in chapters. I hope you enjoy my writing. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. Copyright 2014 by D.J. Winters All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and...

Diary of a Young Slut Ch 03

December 22, 2007 Ohmygawd! Yesterday was so, so incredible. When I got to work Friday morning, I could see Mr. Washington talking to Donny as I stood there nervously awaiting him in Clint’s office. He seemed to be joking about something. It must be strange to know that you’re on your way to fuck the wife of the guy you’re talking to, but it doesn’t seem to faze him at all. God, men are so strange. It makes me laugh. Donny had told me in the past that Mr. Washington is always going on about...

Diary of a Young Slut Ch 02

April 4, 2007 Donny and I are going to get married right after graduation. Our parents are very happy. I think I am. I’m happy that we will be able to make love. After nearly four years, I still can’t forget that intensely erotic feeling I had when the policemen took me. I want to experience that feeling again. So, so much! But with Donny, like a Christian wife. Not like a Negro and his whore. The awful thing is, I keep looking at those pictures of me with that silly cop hat sitting backwards...

Diary of an Incubus Ch 06

My intention is to release my entire erotic novel in chapters. I hope you enjoy my writing. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. Copyright 2014 by D.J. Winters All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and...

Diary of an Incubus Ch 04 05

My intention is to release my entire erotic novel in chapters. I hope you enjoy my writing. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. Copyright 2014 by D.J. Winters All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and...

Diary of an Incubus Ch 03

My intention is to release my entire erotic novel in chapters. I hope you enjoy my writing. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. Copyright 2014 by D.J. Winters All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and...

Diary of a Broken Heart

…or ‘Amazing weeks in the Fall ’09’. Why two titles for the post? Right now it’s the former but I know myself well enough to recognize in a few more days or maybe weeks it will be called the later. This is a little therapeutic for me so I hope some of you pretty girls don’t mind if I publish a little story. Maybe you might like it and if you do I hope you’ll let me know that you want more? Maybe you can help me get over this little thing that I’m writing about? First allow me to introduce...

Diary of a Sex Addict Mr Texas

There was a knock on my door early that morning. I had just moved to the States a few days ago and I didn’t know anybody, so the visitor came as a surprise. I glanced up from my bed and moved my fingers away from my glistening, begging pussy, waiting for another knock. Maybe they had the wrong address. The knock came again and I rose to my feet, letting my t-shirt d**** down and partially cover my nakedness. I went to the door and opened it a crack. “Yes?” “Is this Ms. Em’s residence?” a voice...

diary of the naughty school girl day one part tw

‘aahh, hello phoebe,’ says mr tompson. he spanks me hard too, but just with his hand. ‘stand phoebe,’ says mr tompson and i do. he unbuttons my blouse and pulls it off for me while mr baxter takes off my skirt. ‘sit on the desk please phoebe,’. ‘sir,’ i say ‘that was not an invitation miss parker it was an order, obey it,’ said mr baxter. i sit on the desk without another word of protest. mr baxter opens my legs and gets to his knees. mr thompson removes my bra. [b]what mr baxter does: he...

Diary of A Naughty Nurse

I am working as a nurse in a small doctor’s office. You are my next patient, and I am looking forward to seeing you again. I have been waiting for you to come for another appointment because the last time you were in I got more than just a little hot thinking about the nasty things that I wanted to do to you. I go into the waiting room and call you in. You look hotter than ever. You follow me into the back of the office. I make sure that I walk extra slow and sexy so that you can get a good...

Diary of a Slave

Thank you to Styxx for the help formatting this XO Smiling she sat at the desk opening the gilded book of plain blank paper , her long slim fingers dancing as they picked up a pen. She sighed once more and set it to the paper, her lush lips turning up at the corners she began to write… M’LORD’s Teachings I came home with a smile on my face. Our day out was the best one ever, You took me to see so many things and the club was by far the best. I enjoyed seeing the jealous looks from all the...

diary of the naughty school girl day one part on

day one 7.20 am wake up, get dressed (short gray pleated skirt, white thong, white bra, white shirt, school tie and black ballet pumps) and do hair (straight and in high ponytail). 7.45 am eat breakfast (one banana and one glass of water – okay) 7.55 am walk to school 8.00 am buy daily hot chocolate 8.05 am arrive at school 8.35-9.35 am mr baxter is DEFINATELY looking up my skirt. to make sure i opened my legs a little and his eyes practically popped out his head. to tease him further i slide...

Diary of a Naughty Daddy part 4

Introduction: Kinky pleasures continue with my young daughter Recap: While waiting for the opportunity to take advantage of my 18 year old daughter I decided to take my own wife while she was knocked out by her ambien. During this I noticed that my younger 11 year old daughter had wandered down the hall and spied on me fucking the Mrs. passed out body. Part 4 I laid in bed thinking about what had just happened. I punished Liz, my wife for not putting out in my time of need by pounding her...

Diary of a Slave Mother

(I love getting feedback, either messages or comments. Any ideas are very welcome!) Thursday, August 22, 2019 Hello, I'm keeping this journal because I feel like something's up. My name is Kandi, I have a younger son named Jacob, who's been acting funny lately. I've noticed that he keeps staring at me, I can't tell but I think he's been erect most times I've caught him. Today he got a package in the mail he was very secretive about. He took it down in his room before he even opened it, then I...

Diary of Two Days Out

As Jase has declined to write anything yet (he says I'm better at it) I'll write about our first outing with public nudity, following on from our first holiday together.A couple of weeks after we returned from Spain, we each took a day off work with the sole intention of getting some outdoor nudes taken, with maybe a little public exposure thrown in. The first job was to sort out some quick-release outfits so we diverted into the local town. I confess I was already excited, likely because I was...

Diary of a Devoted Sister

I’ve never spoken to anyone about what happened that summer, the summer in Italy . Not Cathy, my closest friend. Certainly not my family, although I tried so, so many times to find the courage to tell my sister, thinking, hoping she might understand. But she wouldn’t. My husband? No. It would kill him. It would be the end of us. Not even him. My brother… there, I said it. My brother. God, my little brother. What happened scares me. He scares me. No, that’s not right. We scare me. So it’s time...

Diary of an Actor 2

Greg’s first thought when he awoke was work. As a self-employed architect he could not afford to lose clients and he had broken one of his golden rules last night by not putting the client first. Glancing at his alarm clock, he groaned, dragged himself out of bed and made his way to the office. Working from home, he thought to himself, had its compensations but right now he was not particularly enamored with the idea of the phone call he had to make.Picking up the phone he speed dialed. As the...

Diary of an actor

The actor: Chapter 0ne 1All he wanted to do was to get on and make a start. It was dark in the wings of the theatre, he was nervous and, to make matters worse, a pair of arms slid around his waist and a whispered “ready?” reached his ears. Not daring to speak, he turned his head sideways and nodded once firmly, as he did so a gloved hand reached up and caressed his cheek and then the cue and he was on, into the bright lights of the stage where nothing else mattered except the audience and the...

Diary of a Sissy 12 1 17

Today was a rather interesting day to say the least. After playing a computer game for a bit i took a break and went outside for a cigarette. I had just taken my first drag and i heard some weird noises coming from behind my house. I quickly took a few more puffs and put out my cigarette. I went back in and walked to the back of the house to the back slide glass door. I opened the curtain and looked out to investigate the noises. I noticed the house directly behind mine had some workers...

Diary of a Devoted Sister

I’ve never spoken to anyone about what happened that summer, the summer in Italy . Not Cathy, my closest friend. Certainly not my family, although I tried so, so many times to find the courage to tell my sister, thinking, hoping she might understand. But she wouldn’t. My husband? No. It would kill him. It would be the end of us. Not even him. My brother… there, I said it. My brother. God, my little brother. What happened scares me. He scares me. No, that’s not right. We scare me. So it’s time...

Diary 2

After the movie we all went to a local bar and had a few drinks. I kept on thinking about what had happened yet nobody else spoke about it or even mentioned it. About midnight we decided to go to Cheryl's flat which was pretty close to the bar. We all walked and paired up as we had originally done at the start of the evening. When we got to her flat she put on some coffee and a bunch of slow jazzy CD's. after the coffee Cheryl got up and started dancing with Tom. He was all over her, caressing...

Diary of a neighbourhood peep 4

Read parts 1-3 for this to make sense/All of these stories are pure fiction./Conclusion/16 Queensferry drive 24/08/13 11:00...She resigns herself to her task. She backs down slowly onto the big false penis she grips from underneath herself. The proud purple head is right on target and presses at her moist opening as her ass sinks toward it. It spreads her fat labia as it pushes into her hole. She knows it's touch well. I've seen her fuck it a dozen times from the solitude of my own home across...

Diary of a neighbourhood peep 3

16 Queensferry drive24/08/13 09:11She always goes to the gym on Saturday morning at 09:00 until 10:35. She's late this week, disrupting my plan. Her husband has already left for his habitual round of golf that will keep him out of the house until 13:00. I still have plenty of time to enact my plan. I know her secret and she'll have to buy my silence.09:26.She finally leaves for the gym in her favorite skin tight lycra trousers and hot pink boob tube. Her fine form clear for all to see. I...

Diary of a neighbourhood peep 2

288 Waterloo Street.23/08/13 16:40.Sat waiting in the drive this morning for Claire to go to work. Impatiently thinking about what I had seen of her last night. I tried to guess what she would be wearing today. 07:45 right on cue, she left the house. Blouse and knee length pencil skirt again. Bit disappointed to be honest. She drove off and I followed close behind her all the way to the multi storie car park near her work. I got out and followed her on foot to a big corporate looking office...

Diary of a neighbourhood peep

16 Queensferry drive / Claire22/08/13 19:25 She's late home again. Fixes her hair and make up in the car before heading inside, all smiles and apologies to her husband who seems none the wiser. What a dick. She's definitely fucking someone else. I bet she's the type who fucks her way around every guy in the office or she's trying hard to be. Slut.Note: Find out where she works.Straight up stairs now as she does every night, kicks her shoes off and stands in front of the mirror checking herself...

Diary Entry 10th Grade Becoming A Dick Addict

I was eleven at the time, not yet interested in boys, I spent my time with my sister. My sister at the time was 17 and very much so into boys. I remember the day my interest was sparked very clearly. It was around four in the afternoon and I was looking for my sister hoping she would play some games with me. I walked up the stairs and heard some noise coming from her room. So I decided to try and scare her, I quietly snuck up to the door which was cracked open slightly, I push on it as slow as...

Diary of a sex slave

My alarm began vibrating against me bang on half six. We found that a standard alarm would wake up my master as well and he only enjoyed being woken up in one way.I cautiously left the bed so not to wake him and headed for the bathroom. As I sat on the toilet the remnants of last night trickled out and I prepared myself for the morning routine..Still naked I wandered from the bathroom back to the bedroom seeing my master lying on his back, pulling the duvet back gently his half erect penis...

Diary of a Housewife

Introduction:My name is Diane, my friends all call me Di, I have been married for 15 years to a very loving hard working husband Brian, We live in the Tampa Bay area of Florida in the city of Palm Harbor, we live a fairly normal life in my mind, we have 2 k**s Tanya 14, and Stephen 12. My husband Brian works for the federal gov't for one of the agencies that we won't go into, he is away more than he is home, especially since 9/11. After 9/11 we were transferred to Tampa from Virginia so that...

DIARY

MarchIt's been a while since we talked. She's got cock on the brain.My roommate Leah's boyfriend Tom happens to be hung like a bull. She's constantly fucking him, that's half their daily routine. The other half is sometimes showing up to class, sometimes sitting around and talking about his dick. She sat me down and gave me a vivid description of her sucking him off in an alleyway near the theater she temps at. At first I contented myself to putting on my headphones during their many-hours long...

Diary of a School Slut who fucks Mr Tom

Hi, I am Ashley and this is one of my Dirty Senior High School Chapter :PAshley, Ash as people would generally call me in School, I was tall, slim build.I was 5'7, Long brown hair, Fair skin tone, Pink high-cheek boned cheeks, Light brown eyes, Perfect lips, Long toned legs, Curved body, Always a waxed body, A bald tight pussy, Yummy 36C boobs with pink nipples, A round tempting ass which made guys just want to muff drive me, Suck my boobs, and fuck and eat my pussy.I was not very good at 1...

Diary

The first time I ever did anything sexual was at the ripe old age of 19. Yeah, I know, too late for these times. But anyway, I don't regret it. I had been to a porno movie theatre with some of my friends before, and I had liked porn so much, I promised myself to go there by myself some time soon. When I came into the theater by myself , I noticed an older man looking at me. He was taller than me. I was kind of shy back then. And even though, I knew I was gay, I had never had any sexual contact...

Diary of a Sex Addict Mr Texas

There was a knock on my door early that morning. I had just moved to the States a few days ago and I didn’t know anybody, so the visitor came as a surprise. I glanced up from my bed and moved my fingers away from my glistening, begging pussy, waiting for another knock. Maybe they had the wrong address. The knock came again and I rose to my feet, letting my t-shirt d**** down and partially cover my nakedness. I went to the door and opened it a crack. “Yes?” “Is this Ms. Em’s residence?” a voice...

diary of the naughty school girl day one part tw

"aahh, hello phoebe," says mr tompson. he spanks me hard too, but just with his hand."stand phoebe," says mr tompson and i do. he unbuttons my blouse and pulls it off for me while mr baxter takes off my skirt. "sit on the desk please phoebe,". "sir," i say"that was not an invitation miss parker it was an order, obey it," said mr baxter. i sit on the desk without another word of protest. mr baxter opens my legs and gets to his knees. mr thompson removes my bra.[he begins to lick, spreading the...

diary of the naughty school girl day one part on

7.20 am wake up, get dressed (short gray pleated skirt, white thong, white bra, white shirt, school tie and black ballet pumps) and do hair (straight and in high ponytail).7.45 am eat breakfast (one banana and one glass of water - okay)7.55 am walk to school8.00 am buy daily hot chocolate8.05 am arrive at school8.35-9.35 am mr baxter is DEFINATELY looking up my skirt. to make sure i opened my legs a little and his eyes practically popped out his head. to tease him further i slide down in my...

Diary of a Slave

Thank you to Styxx for the help formatting this XO Smiling she sat at the desk opening the gilded book of plain blank paper , her long slim fingers dancing as they picked up a pen. She sighed once more and set it to the paper, her lush lips turning up at the corners she began to write... M'LORD's Teachings I came home with a smile on my face. Our day out was the best one ever, You took me to see so many things and the club was by far the best. I enjoyed seeing the jealous looks from all the...

Diary of College Slut Amy

My name is Amy Henderson. I’m a young brunette, twenty years old, starting my third year of college. I suspect my parents would be more than a bit surprised to hear about the things I’ve gotten up to in college life, but up until very recently I don’t think there’s any way that they would have known what went on all those months each year that I was away from home.I’ve been labelled a ‘college slut’ by more than a few people. I like my long, straight brown hair, and more than a few guys have...

Diary of a fuckpig

It seems like i’ve only been asleep for five minutes when the alarm goes off. i feel so tired but i have another long day ahead of me serving my Pimp as His transvestite whore and sex slave. i run my fingers round my leather collar before throwing off the thin blanket which serves as my bed linen and start to get ready for another cycle of violent physical and sexual abuse. Looking down at my bed it’s a wonder i manage to sleep at all – it’s just a thin foam mattress stained with blood,...

Diary Of Sex With Cousin Sister

Hey everyone, this is Diganth. I am a regular reader and fan of ISS. I hope everyone is safe and fine. Please do follow the precautions during this pandemic and be safe. I am 24 years of age with a fair complexion and 5’11” and a 6” dick. I just finished my engineering and am working in a reputed company. Describing my cousin sister, her name is Usha. She is 23 years of age pursuing MTech. Usha is 5’10” tall, with curves just at the right places, and her figure is 32c-28-32. She has a fair...

Diary of an Incestual Cuckqueen

I remember the first time I watched my brother fuck another woman. It happened a month or so before the quarantine, when the world was still sort of normal. She was a blonde bimbo that he had met on tinder, not the type of woman that one would usually imagine hanging out with my good Nick, but he found her kind of hot and needed a quick bang, and she happened to be on the same page. I guess she was the sort of person you would never start a relationship with, but rather one who you would be...

Diary of a Personal Assistant The Interview

“What exactly do you do?”A recent conversation with a friend I’d gone to school with when I told them I was working as a personal assistant.“Mostly help with managing time. Scheduling meetings, prioritizing emails, taking notes, making calls. Things like that. I run personal errands too. Needs of the moment, as they say.”I’d like to make it perfectly clear that I hadn’t lied. I simply hadn’t told the whole truth. It’s not entirely professional, although I do make a salary and I have benefits...

Diary of a Personal Assistant 2 The Proposition

Not knowing what to do and feeling like a deer caught in headlamps, I stared at his wife. She was gorgeous of course. Tall and elegant, he dark hair spilling carelessly over he shoulder and over her breasts. She was probably as old as Sir but just like him she was extremely fit. Meeting her gaze I decided she didn’t look upset at catching her husband kissing a naked girl in the doorway. Quite the opposite, in fact.“I haven’t, have I?” Sir asked me quietly, his hand wandering down my back until...

Diary of a Personal Assistant 3 Outdoor Games

Thought I’d jump ahead a little and share something that occurred a couple of months after being hired by David and Anya as a live in personal assistant/bunny slut. I’d been living in the in-law suite behind Sir’s house. It was nice to have my own space and it had been agreed that it was to be one of my benefit’s as his personal assistant. It wasn’t very big, but it was cozy. A single divided room with a small kitchenette and living area in one half and a bedroom in the other. There was also...

Diary of a Personal Assistant 4 The Pump

The day promised to be idyllic. Summer seemed to come and go this year and the sun was intent upon playing hide and seek with a vengeance. Today, however, it seemed content to float above the distant mountains. I could almost hear its gentle laughter as it lured me from my bed. Donning a light robe I made the trek from my small apartment to the main house, bemused and a little bewildered by the silence that greeted me, as well as the lack of yummy smells. Strangely, the kitchen was...

Diary of an Incestual Cuckquean

I remember the first time I watched my brother fuck another woman. It happened a month or so before the quarantine, when the world was still sort of normal. She was a blonde bimbo that he had met on tinder, not the type of woman that one would usually imagine hanging out with my good Nick, but he found her kind of hot and needed a quick bang, and she happened to be on the same page. I guess she was the sort of person you would never start a relationship with, but rather one who you would be...

Diary of a Personal Assistant Happy New Year

I hadn’t planned on ushering in the new year like this. To be fair, I rarely ever plan anything. Events just seem to happen. Like falling for someone. It’s such a heady moment when you connect and sparks fly and you find yourself suddenly besotted and bewitched and, occasionally, bewildered. But that’s a different story, for another day. This one is about a toy that has become almost mythical in proportion in the world of smut. The sybian.My couple had decided to purchase one. A Christmas...

Diary Of A Personal Assistant One Nearly Perfect Day In September

September was half over and I was having an existential crisis. The days that I could lay out back on the deck in a bikini were dwindling quickly and I was standing in my closet trying to decide between a revealing pink thong bikini or a cute floral print brief with side ties.“Just pick one, Bonnie,” I mumbled to myself, “before the sun’s gone down.”Floral print, then. Not like I was trying to impress anyone. I just wanted to lie out on the chaise and soak up the sun while reading the latest...

DIARY OF A GIGOLO 1

At twenty-two years of age I met a business lady who was a long way from home. Apparently she was married to a man who was the size of a jockey with an appendage of that scale. She had never had a bigger cock than his and was most impressed with my cock and my stamina. She also gave me the best blow job I had ever had at that stage of my life. At twenty-five years of age I was far more sexually experienced than other men of my age. By then I had learnt much to my satisfaction that some men...

DIARY OF A GIGOLO 2

Julie told me she was in town for a few days on business and wanted a dinner companion to break her ‘boring round of meetings’. Then she added, “And I am hanging out for a really good fuck, and I mean really good.” We arranged to meet in the foyer of five-star hotel she was staying in. “I am dressed in a black Chanel suit, I am five feet, four inches tall, have blond bobbed hair and just a bit overweight.” “And a knockout out,” I mused when I sighted her. We had dinner in the restaurant...

DIARY OF A GIGOLO 3

Wendy told me her girlfriend Karen was ‘a jealous bitch’. “She wants everything I get. But she is not having you. I want her to watch me have a monster cock.” When she let me into her apartment I was amazed at how spacious and beautifully furnished it was, with heavenly choral music playing. Wendy was forty something, with long blond hair, very tall with long legs to match in tight leather slacks, killer heels and attractive facial features, though almost flat chested. “This is my girlfriend...

DIARY OF A GIGOLO 5

Some time ago one older lady convinced me to set up a web page with contact details and a bio so I could offer my services. She even measured my cock with a tape measure she ‘just happened to have handy’ while I had a full erection, while she was sucking me. Her girlfriend was watching and wrote down the measurements. “Wow, incredible, eight and a half inches long, and five and a half inches in circumference.” After a wide range of experiences as a gigolo, I developed a preference for a...

DIARY OF A GIGOLO 4

After a wide range of experiences as a gigolo, I developed a preference for a certain type of client: elegant, sophisticated women aged around forty five years old, with bodies anywhere between size ten to fourteen and not overweight. They were often a long way from home on business. Almost without exception these women would be very good communicators, uninhibited and able to articulate their sexual preferences. And if they enjoyed what I had to offer and recommended me to others that was an...

Diary extracts 2

Not sure if l can write it all down tonight, it’s been quite a busy day, very exciting and good fun though. After breakfast Mum helped me get ready, she did my make-up, made sure l wasn’t too tarty looking. Dad was waiting at the bottom of the stairs when l went down, he said it would be good if l could get Mr Watkins at the bottom of some stairs because as l was walking down he could look right up my skirt. Daddy even said my skirt needed adjustment and went to put his hand under but Mum...

Diary of an Interstellar Whore

Yana of Wavaq, Age Fourteen Planet Wavaq[1] Year 9700, Earth Calendar My world is pretty bleak for females. We were conquered by the Prapt[2], the interstellar pimps. Why the slimiest, ugliest, invertebrate creatures in the known universe have a monopoly on prostitution, especially owning or controlling a majority of the most beautiful bipedal, mammalian females, is one of the mysteries of the universe. Wavaq females have long been considered the loveliest mammalians in the universe, even...

Diary of a Certain Sister

As it was their last day at the camp, Linda had called for a get-together luncheon at the poolside. She and her daughter Lucy had both made new friends during their stay and it would be a nice way of saying farewell. She was in luck with the weather; the fine morning blossomed into a warm day even by noon and the table had been nicely laid up with wine glasses and napkins. A large colourful sun-awning shaded Linda at her table as she waited for her guests. Then Ed and Mike arrived, both...

Diary of a Submissive BabysitterChapter 4

I was fabulously comfortable in my new room at Tom's place. His mom Ellie was so nice to me that I was tempted to kiss her and hug like we were old friends. Of course, I didn't do that because I was afraid that it might be misunderstood by her and she might consider me one of those girls that didn't like men but preferred women instead. Not that there was anything wrong with that. I had a couple of girlfriends who were more than content to just interact with other females to get their...

Diary of a Submissive BabysitterChapter 5

The next Friday I was down shopping in the small market near the rooming house when I spotted Hester Quick bending over getting onions from the bin on the floor. I could see her silly "granny" knickers because she tended to wear skirts far too short for a woman of her years. The taste of her cunny was a memory on my tongue but not because I had been fooling around with the poor lady. It was a second-hand taste from the cock of the sex-crazed Reverend who liked me on my knees for a much...

Diary of a Submissive BabysitterChapter 6

My babysitting business was pretty well-established after about six months. The Reverend was sending me a lot of clients some of whom were interested in my other services more than the babysitting kind. I was getting sort of all domestic-minded with Ellie and her son Tom having all my needs taken care of at home but I just couldn't resist something new and untried before. A new deacon and his pretty Indian wife joined the church and they had two young children. The children were...

My second entry

Right now, I'm typing this on my laptop. I'm looking down at my penis, and it is, of course, erect. My penis is pretty average in size, about six inches. It's got a nice, thick vein on it that you can see pulse as the blood courses through it when I have an erection. In some instances in my post-S&M days, I've had a few men who have gone nuts when they've seen it. I love penis. There's something that draws me into it. When I masturbate, I love how my hand feels on it . When I'm...

My first entry

I suppose you should know a little about me. Well, this journal is intended to be stories about my past. I'm 28 years old now. I'm gay. I like a dominant man, and I figured that out when I was 18. I'm still horny as all hell...just like I was as a kid. I didn't know what I liked or didn't. At the time, I didn't know I was gay. But, even then, the word penis turned me on. I always wanted to see another guy's penis. I didn't have that opportunity until I was 18. I had decided not to...

December Swap Meat Journal Entry

December chill has hit us but I still long for attention and fun. A few recent swingers parties were okay at best — but they keep me hungry for more.I'm very fortunate that I live this lifestyle and I wish that I’d started younger. My husband is awesome — he just is. I never really write about him much because he doesn't know I keep this journal. And he certainly doesn’t know about some of the things I do. They would probably crush him. I step out more than I should but we have a “don't ask,...

B7 Chapter 2 Entry

Chapter 2: forced Entry Calista, Dejah and Kristal finally finished cutting through the deadbolt locks that had reinforced the door to Dee Dee's laboratory. All right, everyone out of the way," ordered Rhiannon. Smoke was still wisping out of the lock mechanisms as she braced herself in front of the door. Summoning her strength, Rhiannon lowered her posture slightly and shoved forward with the heels of her hands, so that all of her force was concentrated into one powerful thrust. A dull...

Forced Entry

Forced Entry By Michele Nylons Danny sat at the bar of the Holiday Inn nursing his fourth double scotch, espousing to the man beside him the reasons why his company was the best designer and distributor of accounting software in the world. Danny was a large man in his forties and was running to fat. He was dressed in a travel-weary navy-blue business suit, a crumpled white shirt now open at the neck, and a ratty tie. He was attending a convention for accounting software...

Last Entry

Last Entry Well, it looks like this is it. Nobody is coming, or at least not in time to save me. The end of the line, as they say. I'm gonna die. Dont know why I'm writing this down. Nobody will find it, even if there is anybody left. But I want to, because that's what I did my whole life - write. In the unlikely event someone does come, and sees a forty-something dude wearing a wedding dress and wonders why, the answer is simple. This is who I was, the secret I will take with...

Juvenile Reentry

The house at the end of the street was a two-story farmhouse-style home with white siding and burgundy shutters. It had a covered porch that wrapped around close to three-quarters of the house. It was owned by Renaissance Foster Solutions, LLC which was run by Mona Watford and Rosalind Person.Mona and Rosalind had been together for 19 years and married for two. Mona worked as marriage and family ther****t. Rosalind, a former retail store manager, now ran the home that served foster c***dren -...

Intermediary Angel

I was sitting in Phil’s Diner over on 34th Street, reading the afternoon edition and nursing my fourth cup of coffee, one cream, two sugars. The cold rain was rolling down the window of the decommissioned railroad dining car, causing the lights on the street to warp into funny shapes. It was almost like the beginning of that old show, The Twilight Zone, where the images warped and waved about before coming into focus. Every once in a while the street outside was illuminated by the bright flash...

camslutdiary

hey guys and gurls...this is a story i wrote after a proper camsession i had with my former onlinedaddy...i think some of you might knew him...c2cmaster...he had his own slutstable with a blog where he posted plenty recordings he mad while viewing his sluts on webcam...i found this in the depth of my harddrive and thought i should share with you...enjoy!!! This pic was originally shot before daddy popped online!First of all I have to say that fully dressed long sessions with daddy are very...

Rebel 1777Chapter 77 Carpentry

Then I took a job with a farmer who said he needed some carpentry done. I knew which end of a hammer and a saw to hold onto so I told him I was his man, especially after I saw his wife and daughter, a pair of downright stunners who were casual about their dress. The farmer was well into his sixties, perhaps seventy, but his wife was closer to twenty and his daughter was about the same, maybe a year or two older. They certainly could have worn each other's clothes. To me it looked like an...

Killing me softly CAW 28 entry

Her mind raced back over the years that they had both worked for the agency. They had been a damn good team, working together but always independent, able to change any aspect of the mission at a moment’s notice. ‘Well, ‘ she thought, ‘I could; he was always a slave to the plan. I pulled his ass out of danger more than a few times; the man was always in a hurry.’ A shiver ran through her as she remembered the day they had been sent after several ISIS leaders. A damned retrieval that was...

A Mother s Love CAW 28 entry

“Damn it, Beatrix!” The headless body issued, dropping a scythe then stooping to pick up the skull head that was rolling on the ground. “If I wasn’t dead I might be now!” There was an eerie echoing laugh as the body placed the skull head back on the body covering it with the hood. Beatrix had already taken the? What the hell? Was this a scythe? Strange, she thought, she could almost feel the damn thing vibrating in her hands as if it was alive! Taking another look at the figure she gasped,...

Dead Stick CAW 25 Entry

bitch who was the absolute curse of my life. The dry wind blew out of the south, a hot tongue of dryness that tried to suck any moisture from any thing it touched. I had miles to go just to reach the border of her forest, then I had to struggle even more miles through the thick tangle of under brush. It was going to be tough going considering I couldn't really run now, not after what she'd done to me, plus the fact I couldn't really let anyone see me. Me? I'm Tyrome Greenstick,...

I AM NUMBER 69 CAW 12 Entry

The heat waves shimmered in the distance, inexorably rising off the sand in an unmerciful display of mother nature's authority. In the midst of the chaos of Dubai, the recovery truck was nowhere to be found. Off to the left, Abu Dhabi race track could be heard, the police were signalling the traffic to move on and watch for yet another broken down jeep; ours. It was the summer of 69. It was the summer of travel and mystery. This story starts on day three of my summer adventure...

My third entry

I've been in that position before, go figure. The best time, however, was my night from hell though. I had cum against my master's orders on the first night I was with him. But I couldn't help it! I had been left tied up, standing, blindfolded, my ears covered, my mouth stuffed, and incredibly horny. After some time of being in that position, wanting to cum, I suddenly felt a mouth come over my penis. I felt his tongue run up and down my penis, from the bottom of my scrotum, to the top...

An Unexpected Entry

Summary Bethan’s back from her first term away at uni, freshly-pierced, freshly-tattooed and now, it seems… freshly-bisexual. And what better way to shock everyone back home than showing off her sassy, rebellious, dreadlocked new girlfriend Emily? But when they visit her old school friend Jadie, it’s Bethan and Emily who’ll get a shock. And Jim might just have something to do with that… Jim’s had his ups and downs in life, a parent at sixteen, an orphan at eighteen and a widower at...

I AM NUMBER 69 CAW 12 Entry

Introduction: It was the summer of travel and mystery. It was the summer of 69. I AM NUMBER 69 The heat waves shimmered in the distance, inexorably rising off the sand in an unmerciful display of mother natures authority. In the midst of the chaos of Dubai, the recovery truck was nowhere to be found. Off to the left, Abu Dhabi race track could be heard, the police were signalling the traffic to move on and watch for yet another broken down jeep, ours. It was the summer of 69. It was the...

Forced Entry

Introduction: A man forces himself inside a womans home and rapes her. (A rape fantasy) It was almost 2 AM in the morning. I went out with some girlfriends to go clubbing and I was tired ready to crash for the night. This was our weekly Friday ritual. After a night of dancing and drinking, we could forget about the workweek and put it all behind us for a couple of days. I fumbled with the keys at the front door. When I unlocked the door and opened it, a man from behind grabbed me and forced...

My Life My Rules 8211 Part 2 Lalabhai Ki Entry

Hi doston! I’m Sarika. I’m 28 years old aur main ek widhwa aurat hoon. Aaj main aapko meri life ke bare main batana chahungi. Meri life ek sahi aur galat ke hisse main bati hui hai, koi kehta hai ki main sahi hoon aur koi kehta hain main galat. Isliye main aaj apni life ka woh hissa apse share karna chahati hoon jo meri life ka sabse bada turning point bana. Ye kahaani sunne ke baad aap mujhe apne suggestions, ya apne comments par mail kar sakte hain. Main umeed karti hoon ki aap sab mujhe...

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I was awoken by a knock at the door and i though nothing of opening it as we lived in a very quiet neighourhood. The neighbours we very friendly and everyone knew everyone else. As it was way after midnight and i was already in bed wearing nothing but a tback and a camisole, i staggered to the door, drunk with sleep.As soon as i open the door, rough arms grip my mouth and around my waist. Five men proceed to push me aside like a rag doll and enter my house. I was mortified at the idea on...

Entering In No Entry

I was lying nude on my bed.my husband was on top of me guiding his penis into my vagina.i was completely aroused and wanted my husband to fuck me really hard but this was no special night.he cummed in just 4 strokes.he got off me,cleaned himself and lied beside me–ignoring my feelings.I just lay there—nude–unsatisfied. 2 years back i got shifted to Mumbai after i got married to vivek,a nice looking,handsome guy.i was 24 then and he was 27.since then we are sharing a very busy life in a rented...

Forced Entry

I am an Indian living in Lagos, Nigeria for the past 3years. Any Indian gays or adventurous Indian aunties in Lagos who wish to have anonymous relation are free to contact me on Confidentiality is expected and will be provided. Now for the story Sushmita let herself be afraid. With her hands cuffed behind her and her eyes blindfolded, she had little choice. One second, she’s feeding the cat and trying to figure out what she wants for dinner. The next, she’s grabbed from behind and plunged into...

Bi Bi 4 Legal entry

It was maybe two weeks later when I got a phone call. I didn’t recognise the number when it rang but I answered it anyway. “Hello Roger” the guy said “this is Alfred Chalmers. Remember me?” “Yes Alfred” I said. “Well” he continued “I know you like parties and I am having one. Are you interested?” I was very surprised “how did you get my number?” I asked. “Oh I have my spies” he said laughing “I have been thinking about you and wondered if you would be interested in MY party”. “Well I guess so”...

Big Sister s Milkmaid A Dream Diary Entry

I know that it was terribly perverse, what I did. But that is exactly why I did it. I have always had a taste for the bizarre, and what I did was about as bizarre as you can get. By the time I was seventeen I knew that I was bi-sexual. I thought boys and their cocks were absolutely heavenly but many of my sexual fantasies, and I had plenty, involved women and girls. Whenever possible at school I would sneak a peak at my girlfriends as they peed or showered after gym class. I even spied on my...

Forced Entry

Danny sat at the bar of the Holiday Inn nursing his fourth double scotch, espousing to the man beside him the reasons why his company was the best designer and distributor of accounting software in the world. Danny was a large man in his forties and was running to fat. He was dressed in a travel-weary navy-blue business suit, a crumpled white shirt now open at the neck, and a ratty tie. He was attending a convention for accounting software distributors at the hotel, and he mistakenly believed...

There and BackChapter 145 Barrier to Entry

All of our forces had lined up in ranks, five across, in front of the opening leading further underground. There weren’t as many as I’d hoped, between the injuries and those left to guard our rear. The soldiers themselves seemed tense, as though their numbers were weighing on their minds as well. We’d been subjected to hours of stress punctuated by periods of intense combat; though the Wardens faced the worst of the fighting, it had to be affecting the soldiers, many of whom were probably...

PurcellChapter 10 Carpentry

1852 When Massa Swithin fell sick, Young Massa Billy was away at school, the beginning of his last year. He was called home, and he got there two days before his daddy died. Young Massa had the funeral in the big house. Later, Sally stood in the crowd of slaves in back of the guests while they lowered Massa into the ground. Later yet, she helped serve supper to the guests. She was in the cookhouse washing dishes when Old Tom came for her. “Massa wants you in the big house,” he said. At...

Fallen Angel Chapter 5 The Journal Entries

Chapter 5: The Journal Entries The jeep pulled up into the school parking lot, stopping just before it went over the curb onto the sidewalk. Shutting it off, Cal stepped out and hoisted his backpack up on his right shoulder and trudged along the sidewalk to the school building. School started at 7:15 AM sharp for him, and it quickly became a very tedious way of life. He never ate breakfast, mainly because his stomach couldn't really handle food at this ungodly hour in the...

Diaries of a Soldier R R part 1

Introduction: Half way through a 12 month tour of duty in Iraq I get to come home for 2 weeks of R&R Diaries of a Soldier – R&R (part 1) The first real feeling of being home comes when you see that thin line of land appear over the horizon of the Atlantic Ocean like the rising sun. You feel the butterflies when the mechanics move underneath you as the landing gear opens and the plane descends. At this point I think every returning soldier says to himself, Please dont let me die on this runway...

Diaries of a Soldier R R part 3

Introduction: I cancel out the any guilt of cheating on my wife, we plan to include her in our fun Diaries of a Soldier – R&R (part 3) I awoke in a empty bed with the sun beating me down through a opening in the shades. That farmiliar feeling I hadnt had in a long time, hangover! Oh god, I thought I hate drinking. If I could smoke weed in peace and freedom I would never drink again I often thought after a hard nights drinking. I knew that Kimmie had gone to bed before everyone left last night...

Diaries of a teenage prostitute

Tom Green was cleaning out his daughters apartment. She had been in an accident and was in hospital. He and his daughter had drifted apart over the last few years. He did not even know what she did for a living. But he did know while she was recovering neither of them could afford to pay for her apartment. In her wardrobe, she had found a large collection of kinky underwear. The things you only see in mens magazines. In her bedside drawers he had found several vibrators and dildos. The clothes...

Diaries of a Soldier Welcome to Korea

When my plane finally landed I was done. We had taken off from Seattle and 20 something hours later I was now standing at Osan Air Force Base South Korea. I was accompanied by about 200 other soldiers, but I didn't know anyone. We were all in transition, on our way to our new overseas duty stations. Me, I was a young 20 year old just going with the flow of this military machine. In the last few months I had completed Basic Training in Oklahoma at Fort Sill, then to Fort Leonard...

Diaries of a Soldier R R part 3

I awoke in a empty bed with the sun beating me down through a opening in the shades. That farmiliar feeling I hadn't had in a long time, hangover! "Oh god," I thought I hate drinking. If I could smoke weed in peace and freedom I would never drink again I often thought after a hard nights drinking. I knew that Kimmie had gone to bed before everyone left last night and I dreaded the idea that what I dreamed last night may have actually happened. Was it a dream? It could have...

Diaries of a Soldier R R part 2

The next day or two after arriving home from Iraq was pretty much spent in bed, or on the couch, or in the shower, or on that kitchen table Kimmie had said she got off craigslist. We fucked till we couldn't fuck anymore, or so I thought. But as the days wore on my phone began to ring more and more finally after 3 days of being home not doing anything but fucking my whore wife, smoking weed, drinking beer and eating home cooked meals, I got a text message. It was from my boy and it...

Diaries of a Soldier R R part 1

The first real feeling of being home comes when you see that thin line of land appear over the horizon of the Atlantic Ocean like the rising sun. You feel the butterflies when the mechanics move underneath you as the landing gear opens and the plane descends. At this point I think every returning soldier says to himself, "Please don't let me die on this runway after making it home from the desert." The tires touch down, the brakes kick in to a sudden stop, the cabin cheers. ...

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