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Flower Girl

The Flower Girl Chapter 1 ? Small Beginnings ?Mum!? I had just walked in the door and my daughter was already shouting at me. My name is Angela. I have a daughter Samantha, who is nine, a son Jonathan, who is eight. My husband Steve was killed in an accident 7 years ago, so for both my children I have been the only parent they have ever really known. We are a close family the children get on very well for brother and sister (so my friends tell me) and I have tried to...

Flower Girl

Flower Girl By Caitlin Rose Author's Note: "Flower Girl is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. It is a copywrited work of Caitlin Rose. It may be archived at any site provided that the site does not charge a fee for access and that the story is not edited or abridged. This work contains no sexual content, but it does contain cross dressing. If you're offended, don't read...

Flower Girl Ch 03

Tracy pushed a broom around an already clean floor, trying to stay busy instead of obsessing on her email inbox. She had not heard from William after going out to for drinks and wondered if she had misread the signs? She actually believed he was attracted to her, but maybe he just likes to date? Maybe he dates several women at a time? It was his prerogative, she reminded herself. She would not waste her time thinking about someone who was indifferent towards her, although he did not seem that...

Flower Girl Ch 01

Tracy Wilcox wove through the stream of pedestrians, intent on catching the next subway and arriving early to the Mid-Manhattan branch library. She hoped to make a good first impression without seeming to have tried too hard, a precarious balancing act that brought on two changes of outfits before the normally self-assured young woman felt ready. She’d settled on a black vintage dress hemmed short enough to expose her long legs and give a peek at the tattoo on her right thigh, a typewriter with...

Flower

Flower....There is a young Eastern European woman working as a waitress at a local Chinese restaurant. The last 5 or 6 times we have visited I have found myself feeling very attracted to her sensually and increasingly more sexually. The desire to be with her is increasing every time I meet her and I feel I need to let her know but cannot summon the courage. I want her know how I feel and see if she feels the same for me.Yesterday we had a family party and I had just taken my seat when I saw her...

Flower Girl

© Copyright 1999 DASTARDLY DODO ALL Rights Reserved John looked through the window of the flower shop to see if his sisters where there. He had left home after a row with his parents and hadn't seen his sisters in three years. Then, three months ago, he had heard his parents had died and he decided to come back to take care of them. Now he wondered if it was the right decision. He sighed and entered the shop. "Hey, if that isn't my favorite flower girl!" A voice boomed from the...

Flower Girl Ch 02

Tracy exited the train and walked up the stairs into the midday sunshine and the Saturday Manhattan crowd. The air was thick with humidity, the crowd different from the usual hustle-and-bustle business population that dominated the weekdays. Today it was tourists, roving bands of teens, families, and shoppers who meandered about the sidewalk in varying speeds. Tracy joined the stream of pedestrians and made her way to Finey’s, one of her grandmother’s favorite dining establishments. ‘Tracy!’...

Flower Girl Ch 04

A case of nerves combined with sexual tension settled upon Tracy as the cab pulled up in front of an industrial building that had been converted to residential lofts. William put his hand on the Tracy’s back and guided the way, even though it was obvious which way to go. As he led the way to the front door, it was now Tracy’s turn to curious about William’s living space. She had a few of her own hang-ups, but they mostly had to do with taste. On the ride up the elevator, she prepared herself...

Flower Institute

The Flower Institute in old Amsterdam made its claim to fame for its name by elegant deflorations. It orginated last century, after a special request from a young lady of noble class in Poland. She provided the founding capital for the erection of the foundation with its noble aims. Look what happened.Her hymen was on auction. Not to the highest bidder. Her financial offer was set. The most promising gentleman would get the honour to make her a woman.The announcement was only in Polish. As a...

Wild WoodsChapter 3 Children

As close a relationship as the police, sheriff’s department, and Families had in Rosebud Falls, it still wasn’t prudent to have many people knowing what they discovered. It would be hard enough to contain the story while Johnson investigated. He wasn’t as suspicious of the Savage Family per se as of their company. The evidence was that drugs and child trafficking had been going on here long before Wayne or Pàl showed up. The sheriff still had one trump card to keep the investigation under...

Flower Girl Ch 09

Antonio and Tracy worked together in thoughtful silence on a mammoth floral arrangement for a hotel lobby. It was something Tracy could do herself, but she wanted to practice delegating. Antonio was surprised to see her take a seat. ‘I’m pregnant,’ she blurted out. Seemed like as good a time as any. After a moment of stunned silence Antonio asked, ‘Are you getting married?’ Tracy looked at him in surprise, not that the thought had not crossed her own mind, but that this would be Antonio’s...

Earth s CoreChapter 8 Three Types Of Children

Waking up Zax was joyful to feel his mom's hand on his face and hearing her voice in the morning, even though the hand slapped him and the voice shouted. "Wake up, honey. Your lunchbox is on the counter". If she kissed him in the forehead and whispered softly Laylen was not his mother. That son of her would not wake up even during a Sun Stone storm, for him it will only be an excuse to skip school. "Get dress and go to school. I'll see you at four". She moved the curtain to allow light...

Masi shen EvolutionChapter 27 Save the Children

Marie appeared to Dee'rah in a dream. "Sister, please come. Ask your mother if she will come, as well. We have children who need us!" Dee'rah woke, slipped quietly from their bed and left the room. Many moments later she returned and turned on a small lamp that barely forced back the darkness. She placed her hand on Michael's shoulder and stroked over to his neck, onto his cheek, touched his lips, and ran two fingers softly along his forehead. His eyes opened. He looked to her with...

Flower Institute early history

Amsterdam was first in the world with many things. Good and bad. The first financial bubble: speculation in the tulip market. Tulips aren´t even Dutch, they originate from Turkey. The first banks as well. Happy to finance, speculate and invest in American independance. As the Brits were our favourite enemies. But also the first "Flower Institute" for transforming classy virgins into full blown women. But that´s a long story. Patient readers: welcome to next paragraphs.We did the "Golden...

Mina s Children

What we really know: We've always "known" that dogs are descended from wolves, but that's pretty vague. Actually, they are the same species. Dogs and wolves can interbreed. Geneticists consider dogs, Canis Familiaris, to be a subset of the East Asian variety of the globally-present Grey Wolf, Canis Lupis. Oh, there are some appearance differences, and they behave quite a bit differently around humans, but genetically they are the same thing. Okay, some background: All "higher life form"...

Flower Girl Ch 05

Tracy woke up alone in William’s bed. After a brief panic, she saw him on the floor and relaxed. He was kneeling on the rug near the couch, perfectly still with his eyes closed. She was not sure what to make of it in her sleepy state, but then it registered that he was meditating. Tracy rose quietly and tip-toed to the bathroom, and when she returned, he was back in bed. ‘Good morning, Kitten.’ ‘Hi,’ she answered, standing halfway between the bathroom and bed wearing William’s t-shirt. ‘You...

DreamweaverChapter 28 All God s Children

Sunday morning was just another miserable September day in Southern California, sunny, about thirty percent humidity and temperatures expected in the low hundreds. It had been quite a while since we had been to church and our Sunday morning routine wasn't really up to the challenge. Fortunately Tom and Karen knew us well enough to plan for the later of the two service times. Figuring that the greatest challenge would be parking, people trying to leave while others were still arriving, we...

Flower Power

The old man was curled up on a bench in the bus terminal in San Francisco. His eyes were red from lack of sleep. He hadn’t eaten in 4 days. ‘How the hell did I ever get to this?’ he asked himself. Years of drug abuse and alcoholism had taken a great toll from him. He was sixty five, but he looked like ninety five. His hair dragged down his back to just under his shoulder blades. In the front, he had no hair. When viewed from the top, he looked like a furry toilet seat. He was just dropping off...

Flower Ch 01

The wonderful thing about long lasting friendships is that they often create strange, but very interesting combinations of people. In a small group of friends, who have known each other for years, where the need to hide uncomfortable truths or embarrassing facts should no longer be present, where the need to impress and excel at things should no longer be needed, where genuine friendship should allow everyone to be who they really are, the question still remains – do we ever really reach a...

We Want Children

Jon and I started dating in college. We had a whirl wind courtship, and we were married in three months. I had started a clothing business to pay my way through college which turned out very successful. Jon was studding electronics, which he enjoyed. I was studying to be a pharmacist. My little clothing business made enough money that Jon was able to quit his job and go to school full time. This would mean that we would both finish school about the same time. We had fun many times...

About Tuesday A Letter To My Children

Dear Children, Within the brain of almost every living American there are dates that are indelibly etched there. Numbers that are as real to us as figures written into a granite stone. We carry these dates with us in our heads until we at last rest under the stones bearing our own final numbers: December 7, 1941. November 22, 1963. April 19, 1995. And now, September 11, 2001. Your Mother asked me to write something about this last date, so that when you get older we can talk about how it...

Apollo s Children

After the release of the virus and the offensive against the enemy in the Jovian System, the nation and the world struggled to adjust to what happened and what was still happening. It became apparent that the transformations were slowing down. Dr. Lukas Forrester at Project Rampart theorized that the atmospheric nanites were either going dormant or they needed time to reproduce themselves. There were still hundreds of thousands of men and boys with RH negative blood that were...

Flower Girl Ch 08

The sunlight streaming through the clerestory window landed on Tracy where she lay reading on the bed. William sat drinking tea, pretending to read as well, but in reality he was studying her naked form. He delighted in the fact that she was comfortable enough with her own body to remain nude, although she complained about a thickening waistline. He could not yet perceive a change in her body. Tracy lay on her belly, knees bent, feet in the air crossed at the ankle, while William allowed his...

Flower Girl Ch 06

‘I’m surprised you like pizza,’ Tracy said as they sat across from each other in a booth at William’s favorite Harlem pizzeria. She intertwined her feet with his beneath the table and added, ‘And beer.’ ‘Why would that surprise you?’ ‘I don’t know. You just seem so…formal sometimes. I am taken aback when you do ‘ordinary guy’ stuff.’ William laughed, ‘So I am not an ‘ordinary guy’ then?’ ‘Uh, no.’ Tracy raised her eyebrows and looked over her glasses at him, ‘Not even close.’ ‘Then it...

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it was abt 1 year ago, me and my friend went to a flower joint club to hav some drinks...looking at those dancer(thais) dancing and mingle with us..then suddenly 2 gals carrying tequila shots come to our table, said they need to put down the tray for awhile cos their hands is tired carrying the tray...I chat with 1 of them(local), she look like mix-blood...asking her Chinese or malay...she said her father is a Chinese and her mom is a baba...not bad looking for a gal... so I buy 2 tequila shots...

Flower Institute Northern dilemma

One of the most delicate requests to the Institute came from sexually liberated Scandinavia. A young Swedish teen wasn´t a virgin anymore. But her Mistress decided it was high time to try her butt for offer. Best by an expert sexpert pervert. So she wrote to the Institute in Amsterdam.Of course her letter was well received. Not only because of the contents. The directorate of the Flower Institute recognised the author immediately.She was very famous for her educational stories on horny...

Flower Vases

At 21 years of age, just out of college, and a decent salary, I was having a great time in my life. I was truly independent and truly horny-all the time. Visiting prostitutes was definitely a choice but somehow I was not very comfortable after having experienced sex with them three times. Sure I got laid. I experienced female body. Licked and fucked but was not very comfortable visiting them. It did not click for me I suppose. I am not the kind who can win over a girl/lady because I was never...

Seducing Mother of Two Children

Hello friends I am John from Trivandrum. I am an average looking boy, average built whitish average looking too. I am a fan of this site am i would like 2 share my experience here.This story happened 3 years ago when I was about to join college. That summer my parents decided to sent me to my dad’s village to spend for the holidays I had. When I reached my village it was late evening. I was supposed to stay with my dad’s friend Abu’s house. Just beside his house,his younger sister Nadira (name...

Wallflower

Every community has one, larger communities may have several, but if you look closely, you will find the Wallflower. They are friendly yet quiet, seemingly self-contained, seldom sitting in a group although not always alone, and never the center of attention. They are pretty, they are not, they are plain, mysterious, tall, short, slender and not so slender, but without exception, they know they are a Wallflower. As young children, the Wallflowers were often alone on the playground, or they...

Dancing Children

Maran woke up to a strange wind that gusted through the house followed by a loud thud. She was awake, moreso than the rest of her family hopefully. In the chill of the night, it was possible there was a draft, but the old style of the Edenton was durable to stand the cold of winter. It could’ve been an opened door or window from downstairs, in which case the proper action to take would be to call the police and report a break-in. It would’ve been logical, but that wouldn’t happen. She didn’t...

The Stepford Children

Once upon a time.... All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't...

Charlie s Children

This story is probably true.In our city there are no less than two world class IVF clinics, and we have several friends who work in the field. During a dinner party one evening in which the red wine flowed rather too freely, we began to challenge them – mostly playfully - about the cost of programmes and their success at making money out of people’s misfortune as well as babies.It wasn’t a fair criticism, but it did prompt a raft of stories around the table, one of which concerned ‘Charlotte ,...

The Stepford Children

All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't feel fear anymore, just...

The Brass StatuettesChapter 10 Laughing of the Children

When Frank walked into the office the next day the New York financial markets were just opening. In his eagerness to start his workday he'd been a little brusque with Floyd, and that made him feel bad. The older man looked confused with the break in their daily routine. Frank clicked on the internet and breathed a sigh of relief. Western's stock price had started trading unchanged and that meant that Murray Shoreham had stalled on passing a big block of shares at the opening. His brief...

MylfWood Lauren Phillips Married With Stepchildren

Married with Stepchildren is the perfect comedy for families who just cannot seem to get along. With all the tension between Peggy, played by banging MILF Lauren Phillips, and her cranky husband, Al, it seems like everyone is wondering what is keeping these two together. Could it be their annoying stepchildren? Well, that is about to be tested when Kelly, played by sexy Zoey Monroe, finds out that Al is actually her stepdad after taking a DNA test. At the same time, Bud, learns that he was...

The Beloved Children

Riene waited patiently. It had been difficult to arrange the meeting, and she knew they didn’t want it. Would have avoided it, if nearly all of the women hadn’t gone on strike, hadn’t ceased willingly obliging them with their bodies. Calla sat beside her, twisting her skirt in one hand while she chewed the nails of the other. And Riene wondered what use the woman would be once they got inside, wondering if she would freeze up when she was needed, or if she would start one of her irrational...

Laura And Ross And Their Children

NOTE: This is a stand-alone story. Don’t feel that you need to read “Laura And Ross” unless of course, you want too. Laura And Ross And Their Children Laura and Ross had been so excited after that week of train flashing that neither one of them wanted to stop. Their biggest concern was keeping their newfound hobby from their children. Terri and Gus were your average sexually inquisitive teenagers. Terri was thirteen and Gus was fourteen but actually they were about the same...

Cybele s Children

Cybele's Children. By Trish. It was midsummers eve and Cathy Morris was feeling pissed off. Not only had she had to put up with her manager being a sexist bastard who refused to let her do the job she had been trained to do, but then she had to waste two hours after work getting her fucking hair and nails done to go to a work-related dinner party the following day! She was better qualified than half the men in her office, and a hell of a lot smarter but because she had a pair of...

Forgive Chapter 4 Let s Talk About Children

“Beth, I’m home,” I announced in my usual manner at 5:10 PM on a Friday. “Hey, Sweetie! Are you still not telling me where we’re going tonight?” “Nope. It’s a surprise. Come here and give me an anniversary kiss.” Our passion was not only strong but kept growing. I married the most amazing woman in the world. “I just can’t believe we’ve already been married 9 years,” she mumbled as our lips played together. “First things first. I need a shower and we both need to change into something...

Flowers

New TG: "Flowers" by Vickie Tern M/F Wife No minors! Flowers by Vickie Tern "Why are you changing your shirt? We're late as it is! They're expecting us!" My wife, a little exasperated, her eyes snapping. "Sara!" Me, also a little exasperated, feeling pressured from two directions. "I can't go like this! I'm still wearing my bra! They might see! You're always worried about the neighbors, what will the neighbors...

Brian and Aunt Em children

Brian and Aunt Em – children As the years went on, the other children were growing up. Marie was 19, Garth was 20, Gloria was 18 and Brian Jnr. Was 17. Brian had already seduced Sylvia and they had 2girls, Marie 16, Gloria 15, and a boy Brian Jnr. 14. Then Garth (Brian’s son by Em) got into the action with Marie, his stepsister (the elder daughter of Brian and Rachael). Marie fell pregnant. Garth wasn’t going to let the grass grow under his feet. He had set his eyes on his Mother. Garth knew...

How About the Children

How About The Children Having an unexpected need to use the restroom was the worse part of running errands for Ruth Baker-Smolinski,. She would always try to plan her errand running excursions to coincide without having to answer to nature calling. It was not worth the potential hassle which came with her just trying to do a basic biological function. That threat of a stranger making her prove she was going to the right toilets would remind her to some people she was not a woman, but...

Masi shen EvolutionChapter 24 Blessed are the Children

The children stared out of the view ports, the younger ones holding tightly to their mothers' necks and arms, goggle-eyed at the sight of the cloud-shrouded planet rotating beneath them. Rowena, the six-year-old, clung most tightly to her mother's neck but she giggled almost uncontrollably while she watched the planet covered with patterns of clouds, and the sunlight reflecting from the world's oceans. "Pretty! So pretty!" she kept exclaiming and pointing down, then ducking her head...

Flowers For Pansy

Daffodils were Pansy's favorite. To this day she is still a silly little flower gurl wanting, waiting, craving for another man to bring a fresh bouquet. But today was not an ordinary day. With the vacuum grinding and sucking and growling the knock on the door was just slightly audible. The little sissy . . . excuse me, pansy (she just loved being called a pansy) flamboyantly sashayed her way with little itty bitty tiny steps. She swung the door open and presented a lush bright smile. "Yessss?"...

Flower Ch 08

I was still standing right outside Gabriella’s front door when Sean came running back towards the house. His quick steps worried me, what had happened, was something wrong? He probably saw my worried look because he hugged me close with one arm when he passed me, and pulled me into the small house. His other arm was occupied, carrying a brown paper box. Sean put the box on the kitchen table, turned towards me and pulled me into his arms. He stood completely still, the full length of his body...

Flower Girl Ch 07

Antonio helped Tracy with the bouquet and center pieces she was making for Saturday’s wedding. It wasn’t a big enough job to warrant calling in ‘Antonio’s Harem’, made of up his wife and her sisters, but it was a big enough task to keep him and Tracy busy for several hours. Antonio caught on that Tracy must have a boyfriend because of the giant smile that spread across her face every time she looked at her phone. She was unusually quiet, humming to herself as she stuck the stems of day lilies...

Flower Ch 06

I woke up, the warmth and light of the morning sun pulling me from my sleep, and for a few seconds I didn’t know where I was, but then it all came back to me. I was safe, at least for now, sleeping in a borrowed t-shirt, in the tiny guest room in Gabriella’s house. I was lying in a somewhat sagging bed on sheets made soft by the many times they’d been washed, covered by an old, heavy quilt that had at first made me feel constrained but that now somehow made me feel less anxious and almost…...

Cornflower Blue

September 2019 A STRONG, HARD, BODY and a disciplined mind, make the man. As a telepath and a dominant alpha male, I take what I want. I place commands or ideas and suggestions into people’s minds in two ways. Direct control is for immediate compliance. Contingent on the situation, I may invoke strong overwhelming emotions such as terror or panic, to achieve my desired results. For permanent results, I use subtle mind control. Think of "subtle" as pleasant and soothing whispers,...

Wildflower Goes Hunting

A wonderful shiver goes down my spine when i look out my window and see you walking up to my door. I love the way you look in your hunting gear, various tools hanging off your belt. "Just like Batman's utility belt!", I think to myself giggling. My face shows my silly delight as I greet you at the door. "What are you up to?" you ask with a smile on your face. "Wondering if you have any rope hiding in that belt of yours." I say with a wide grin on my face. "Always have rope when I'm with...

Kittyflower Chapter 1

With her mouth licking pussy, a dildo thrusting into her ass and another invading her precious 'kitty', Maria was deep in the realm of sweet abandon…... 0 0 0Upon the sun drenched Saronic gulf, some 35 kilometres south east of Athens lies the tiny, tranquil town of Anavyssos. Without a doubt it is a jewel, in a land already replete with beauty. It is a haven; a town largely born of the need to escape...

Kittyflower Chapter 2

Maria awoke early the next morning and quietly made her way into the cosy little kitchen. She made coffee using one of Aunt Antigone's antique brikia. She took her cup out onto the front porch where she sat facing the beautiful, lapis hued waters of the Saronic Gulf. The beach was empty and the morning coolness was a welcome prelude to the dry July heat that would inevitably set in as the day wore on. From the corner of her eye, she spied a huge cruise ship that had rounded Cape Sounion perhaps...

Sunflowers in Bloom

Author’s Note: There is no sex in this story. If that’s what you’re looking for, read one of my other stories. A special thanks to blackrandl1958 for organizing this event, and for editing this story. You’re a doll. Thank you, also, to my other editor and friend, Pixel the Cat and all my fantastic betas: Laura Lun, BarryJames1952, Spyauth, sbrooks103x, and stev2244. To my dearest friends MsCherylTerra, for coming up with the ending, and to Bebop3, who was so invested in the story that he...

I m So Proud of My Children

It was pretty easy, actually. once I got the proof. I suspected my second wife of something ... something I couldn't put my finger on. You know the feeling when something isn't right but you can't say for a fact what it might be. I've always felt it was some subconscious part of your brain that picks up and analyses stray facts until it finds a pattern, and then tries to tell your functional part something isn't right. Researchers have discussed these things endlessly citing 'hunches'...

Now That Daddy s GoneChapter 4 Time to Educate the Children

One Big Happy Family Paul Ryan climbed down from the International Harvester and stretched the crick out of his back. His father Peter Belfour came over and joined him. “You did a good job today son. I appreciate you working on your birthday,” Peter slapped his son on the back. “Come on I have a treat for you,” Peter led his son to the pickup truck parked in the shade of what used to be the farmhands barracks and was now the garage and workshop where Peter kept his farm machinery. He had...

Wallflower

Author’s note: This story is inspired by rachlou’s wonderful story series, ‘Show Me Heaven.’ There is nothing much similar about these stories, except the basic premise of a shy girl who is lured from her shell by a caring girlfriend and a patient man. ^ ^ ^ ^ Jane Smith finished filing the last of that day’s work, and neatly stacked the leftover documents in her In box for when she returned to work on Monday. She was particular about leaving work with a clean desk, a trait that extended to...

Wallflower

Jane Smith finished filing the last of that day's work, and neatly stacked the leftover documents in her In box for when she returned to work on Monday. She was particular about leaving work with a clean desk, a trait that extended to her private life as well. She lived by the motto, "a place for everything, and everything in its place." Her little house was neat as a pin, without a bit of clutter anywhere. Nothing was out of place, and you eat off the floor in her kitchen; that's how...

Flowers In The Attic

NOTE: My apologies to author V.C. Andrews for using her title. Flowers In The Attic When I first designed my house it was way ahead of its time. Today ‘Going Green’ is a catch phrase but to me it has been a way of life for years. I have used my southern exposure as best I can. The windows on that side allow the heat from the sun in, between the windows are solar panels that just about cover my electrical needs, and the entire roof slopes to that side. The roof is entirely covered...

Flowers For SarahChapter 1

Sarah McKinney loved flowers. Take a walk down Lakeland Street almost any morning or afternoon and you would find Sarah in the yard tending her zinnias, chrysanthemums and marigolds under the old maple tree in the front, or pruning or fertilizing her roses in the back yard. Besides her flowers, she also tended a number of foliage plants and there were shrubs and bushes of several varieties. Her yard was the envy of the neighborhood and neighbors would often ask her advice on planting and...

Flower Ch 02

Surprisingly many days had passed by without any major incidents and I was happy that I managed to keep my normal schedule, that I succeeded in doing all the things I was told to do, the right way and on time, even though I was stuck in thoughts almost all the time. I went through the motions, responding to input more or less automatically – probably very like those years when I hadn’t really been there fully, my days in the gray mist – hoping that my upset thoughts about the world, my life and...

Flowers

FLOWERS by dkb Amy walked down the street with her menfolk. Little Tommy sat astride her shoulders, holding on to her forehead, little lord of all he surveyed. He was still a constant delight to her, even after three years of being a mum. He was a paradox, clumsy, helpless and dependent and yet also supremely confident, as if everything was there for him and nothing could possibly go wrong. Oh, he cried sometimes, when something startled him or when he hurt himself. But he could...

Flowers need Care

A knock on the back door last evening around 5:00, who could that be I though. I looked out the window towards the driveway. “THUMP THUMP” my heart pounded seeing the lawn care truck. “Be right there I yelled and hurried into the bathroom refreshing up my lipstick and makeup. Keeping cool in the hot weather I was wearing only a ¾ black satin slip, black panties and bra. I rushed to open the door, I went limp like a little school girl seeing her dream guy. It was Ron the bisexual lawn care boy...

Flower Shop Delight

Hi, " Follow me to the back so I can get you a blanket. I'm John." I said. " Thank you, I'm Laura." She replied. We walked into the backroom that seperated the shop from the greenhouse. I pulled a blanket from the shelve and opened it, " Let me help you." I said to Laura, and made my way to the work table. As I walked up behind her it was hard to keep my desire for her firmly in check. She had neglected to wear a bra, and I could see the subtle movements of her small breasts and...

Flower Ch 05

I woke up with a start, quickly opening my eyes to be able to see where I was, to see if there was any way for me to get away. I was sitting upright, in a car? I was covered by a blanket, with my shoes and purse in my lap. And the car was taking me somewhere? And who was driving me? A calm, deep voice started talking, telling me that everything was ok, that he was getting me away from Josh. There was something familiar about his voice, and the way he was talking, mixing soothing words and...

Flower Ch 03

Nervous excitement filled my entire body as the following Thursday approached. I was beginning to doubt my ability to hold all of my feelings sealed behind my strict and appropriately haughty, but still always smiling, demeanor, but somehow the days passed by without anyone confronting or correcting me. It was a busy week with elite socializing, and I kept smiling, hugging and kissing my way through any number of people. I could tell that my husband was especially preoccupied, and I guessed...

Flower Ch 07

I woke up, habitually silencing the scream that was building inside of me. After one night of calm, relaxing sleep, my night terrors had finally found their way back, stronger than ever, it seemed. The effect of this particular dream had me lying tense but shivering in bed, the long, old nightgown that Gabriella had given me, with a laugh, twisted around me, as if I’d been turning and tossing for quite some time. I wondered if the fact that I was now free, or at least a few steps on the way...

Flower Ch 04

I walked back to my house with slow, unwilling steps, wondering — not for the first time — what made me go back, knowing that pain would be the only result of my interactions with my husband. Edward’s questions were still echoing through my mind. I realized that what he was saying was the truth, my friends wouldn’t want me to protect them, if it meant that I was hurt. But I had been loving them and protecting them this way for so very long. I knew it was a stubbornness that bordered on madness...

Flower Child

"Who wants to watch my new music video?" Lily said to her three "friends" and soccer teammates as they sunbathed poolside at her family's mansion. "I do!" exclaimed a legitimately excited Violet. The other girls more reluctantly assented to watch their best striker and team captain dance around in a pink bikini, showing off her fake boobs, fake nose, fake blonde hair, fake tan and lip-syncing along to her inhuman sounding, autotuned vocals. Her latest effort in a multi-year project to follow...

Fairy Tales are for Children

For you, my Prince. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I don’t know when I started loving you. Perhaps it was the morning you came up behind me and wrapped me in your arms. Maybe it was the night before, when you entered me for the first time. I don’t know exactly when it started, or what it will do. But I do love you. I think you must have known me better than I thought you could. That night, that first night. My first time as a lover, our first time as lovers. Of course you knew I was...

Evening without the children

‘Chicken ballotine?’ asked the waiter. “That’s me, thanks,” I said. It was Saturday night, and my other half and I decided to go for a meal, seeing as the children were staying at their granny’s overnight. “Do you want to stop off at the pub for a few? Some man is playing Irish music, and he is really good,” my other half said during our meal. I loved Irish music and having heard of this man, I was keen to hear him sing, so I agreed that we would stop on the way home. When we got to the...

Young parents old children

Everybody in the world is struck with the same disease. Anyone over 18 gets tired and soon falls unconscious. They remain this way for years and while in this state, they're bodies start to get really cold and they remain ageless with no need for food or water. (Food and water particles were attracted to them in this state and gravitated toward them to give them the small sustenance they needed.) Anyone under 18, the disease affects their body while their minds continue to grow unaffected....

Evening without the children

"Chicken ballotine?" asked the waiter. “That’s me, thanks,” I said. It was Saturday night, and my other half and I decided to go for a meal, seeing as the children were staying at their granny’s overnight. “Do you want to stop off at the pub for a few? Some man is playing Irish music, and he is really good,” my other half said during our meal. I loved Irish music and having heard of this man, I was keen to hear him sing, so I agreed that we would stop on the way home. When we got to the pub...

Married With Children

author's note: This is a just a trifle I wrote for fun. I hope you like it Married With Children by Sarah Barndt My life sucked. I ended up working in a shoe store with a wife who stayed home all day, eating bob-bons, watching Oprah and thinking up more things that were wrong with me. I thought it couldn't get any worse, but it did. I got laid off from the shoe store. During the next few months I lost everything, but that wasn't all bad. My blood-sucking wife left,...

You me and all our children

Hello! All ISS fans. As it seems that I have endless stories for you are you enjoying them or not??? There is another fucking and sucking story for u. As you all are aware of me that I am Abhishek, 18 male living in east Delhi. The story is not real. It does not match to any living being present on earth. It is made by me only for your enjoyment .if anybody having any questions, comments or anything to say about the story can freely mail me on or enjoy it dudes and babes. The story starts...

Master Pc In The Hands Of Children

I had snuck into my father's den and turned on his computer, I wasn't supposed to but he was away for a couple of days and so I was on my own. The screen came on and I waited for it to boot up. Why was I doing this? Well I had heard him on the telephone talking to someone about a new program he downloaded, he said it was the best ever and allowed him to do things that he'd never thought about before, it made me angry that he could play around and not allow me to join in, but I'll show...

Like Parent Like Children

100% fiction! Yeah, my brother and I got caught! Seriously! We've been having sex for years, and we've always been so careful! Yesterday morning Mum and dad were getting dressed to go out and my brother Matthew and I were excited about that, because we hadn't had an opportunity to make loud love for weeks! We often sleep together by sneaking into each others bed after lights out, but we've got to be really quiet because our Mum and Dad are in the next room. It's only when they're both out at...

Wallflower Girl

Literotica Edition © 2013 Guy Bailey Co-written with Simone Beaudelaire * Nick Harper wiped his brow on his arm as he looked at the trail of straw bales in front of him. They were the small, rectangular type, each weighing around sixty-five pounds. The trailer he was stacking them on held twenty-five lying flat on the base, and could take them eight high. He stacked them using a step method, building one layer, then stepping up to a second and third level so he could shoulder each bale up to...

Deflowered Or Experience With Indian Sex Stories Reader

Hi buddies, I’m a regular reader of indian sex stories dot net for past 10 years or more. Each day I’ll never sleep without reading a story as well I have shared few of my experiences here, when I read stories, few are amazing and some are fake, maybe to get contacts their writing down and some are true. I’m going to narrate one such true story of mine where one of the ISS readers who is a virgin wanted to lose with me desperately. Not sure how easily both men and women accept or get into bed...

Deflowering my Girl friends twenty something year

My job moved and I rented a nice looking home for a little money. Then I found out it was in a rough neighborhood. I locked my valuables in a storage locker and kept nothing by my clothes and a TV at home. Yet this place had some benefits. A lot of girls were walking around bored and looking for a working man. I got a pair of girl who walked by help me get my house set up. I took them to dinner after and paid them a few dollars. Friday night when i headed to the mall the girls ask for a ride....

Flowering Neeta

When I was in college, a distant cousin sister of mine came to our home town for a study project. She was 22, and i was 23. Neeta was doing a summer project, and happened get placement for 2 months as an intern in a company located in my city. I did not know Neeta since childhood, but my parents told me she is a distant relative. Neeta was very fair, average looking, tall, but looked very delicate. She had curly soft hair going up to shoulder length. Her breasts were medium sized, though looked...

Deflowered A Virgin

Hi…This is my first story in indian sex stories dot net . I have been reading this site for the last 6 months and I really enjoyed a few of them. This is a real incident which happened early this year. I separated from my wife for a year and after separation, I started chatting with this beautiful chubby Muslim girl Afshan. She used to work for me in Mumbai in the same organization but we shared a very formal relationship. After separation, I enjoyed talking to her more often and gradually we...

Deflowered By A Mature Neighbor

My name is Anamika. I am from Kerala. About me, I am 5’8”, slim, fair, curvy, and have long hair. My body started developing from a very young age, and this is the story of how I was deflowered. I am 24 now and 36-27-35 with D cups. I met him for the first time when I was 18 years old. He moved into the opposite apartment, along with his family. He was tall, with salt and pepper hair, and in his early 40’s. I felt an attraction towards , and I couldn’t define it. Every day in the morning, I...

Flowers for Alison

Flowers for Alison Dear Diary, I cant believe I got picked! I'm so excited, I could just .... but I guess I need to back up a bit, since these entries will be read by the docs, I better start at the beginning, and introduce myself. I'm Alison Charles, and I'm getting too close to fifty years old. Oh yeh, I'm also transgendered. Girl brain stuck in male body, and brother, it sucks, big time. Especially since I would never pass well enough to transition. Which is why I...

Flowers for Chad

Flowers for Chad by Lenal [Content Note: This is, by far, the darkest story I've written, and contains themes of gender dysphoria, bigotry, degradation, and identity death. Apologies to Daniel Keyes for this one.] THIS FILE IS PROPERTY OF THE JUNO INSTITUTE. ACCESS IS RESTRICTED TO PROJECT TIRESIAS SUPERVISORS. UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS IS PROHIBITED AND WILL RESULT IN PHYSICAL AND MENTAL PENALTIES. RESEARCHER'S NOTE: Attached is a text transcript of the Electronic Diary for Patient...

Flowers For SarahChapter 6

During the weeks which followed Sarah and Michael became lovers. Although they could only see each other on Friday evenings, each looked forward to it all week. Michael would bring her flowers, sometime a fresh bouquet and sometimes a potted plant which Sarah would place in her kitchen window or transplant to her garden. They began going to dinner together at small out-of-the-way restaurants where they were not likely to encounter anyone that either knew. Although they often ended up in a...

Flowers For SarahChapter 8

Michael tired several times over the next few weeks to contact Sarah. He send flowers with notes asking to see her. He went by her house, but she refused to answer the door. He called but she did not answer. Finally one evening, he dialed her number as he had done scores, perhaps hundreds of times since that fateful night. After several rings he was almost ready to hang up when the receiver on the other end was picked up. "McKinney residence." "Sarah, it's Michael, please don't hang...

Flowers For SarahChapter 4

Michael stood by the car about half way down the block from the McKinney residence. Todd Masters, one of the older frat brothers was behind the wheel. "Okay, plebe, there she is working in those flowers of hers." Michael was a bit taken aback. When Bell had made the comment that the older woman was not bad looking, Michael had thought he was being facetious, that the McKinney woman would be haggard and ugly. Actually just the reverse was true. Sure, he thought, she was obviously in late...

Deflowering My Husband s Boss

When I heard the downstairs door opening, I turned off the telly and with my mouth I closed the straps around my wrist, tightly tying myself down. I waited for my husband to come upstairs and find me. We didn’t do this often, just once in a while to spice things up in the bedroom. I listened to his sounds downstairs and couldn’t quite figure out what he was doing. Was he looking for something maybe? Finally I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs and there was a nervous tickle in my...

Deflowering Suzy

wait to go swimming. It was the first day of her summer vacation and her parents were going to fill the pool with water. Larry, her father, was in the back yard now with the water running into the pool. Susan slipped on her bikini panties from last year. She noticed they were way too tight and a few dark pubic hairs stuck out from around her leg holes. She had started developing a few months earlier. When Susan tried on her bikini top it no longer snapped in the back. Her...

Deflowering Ceremony

I sit atop Ben Loyal thinking about my mating with Maiden Isa on the morrow. The tradition of six selected warriors taking the virginity of six beautiful and highly trained young ladies between the ages of sixteen and eighteen is the focus of the Harvest Festival held on the day of the Autumn Equinox. It is a grand celebration with tons of food and barrels of alcoholic beverages being consumed in honor of God and the bountiful harvest. The highlight of the day is the public Deflowering...

Deflowering Suzy

Introduction: Not my tale, just posting for yall. Ran acrossed it and had to post it. The morning looked so beautiful, 13-year-old Susan couldnt wait to go swimming. It was the first day of her summer vacation and her parents were going to fill the pool with water. Larry, her father, was in the back yard now with the water running into the pool. Susan slipped on her bikini panties from last year. She noticed they were way too tight and a few dark pubic hairs stuck out from around her leg...

Deflowering Jeanette

As stated at the end of this story: “Stud” of the shelter, https://xhamster.com/stories/stud-of-the-shelter-871189 I promised a woman named Lynette that I would meet her granddaughter, Jeanette, and possibly have sex with her. I met Lynette at a battered women’s shelter that my, mom, sister and I had to stay at because of a domestic situation at home. I also had the pleasure of fucking Lynette several times while staying at the shelter. I was still a minor teenager as were the girl I deflowered...

Deflowering My Niece

My aunt, Usha was a sex bomb. She is the wife of my mom’s brother Raveesh. They lived in a village in UP and they were big landlords. As is normal in many villages, their sex life was full of thrill and excitement. Both Raveesh and his wife had made it a habit to regularly copulate with their farm workers who come in all sizes and ages. They not only indulged in sex with different people but also in different types of places. It could be the pumpshed, farm fields of wheat crop, grainery in the...

Deflowering Basavanagudi s 19yo Ishwarya

Coming to the story, Ishwarya is the heroine of this story. Ishwarya was born and brought up in Bangalore. Ishwarya is in her third year of engineering. She is a bookish girl for all her friends from school to college. She is an all-time class topper and a front-bench student. She is known as book worm of her class. Ishwarya is a very private and introverted girl. No one knew the wilder (tempestuous) side of her. Ishwarya is a regular reader of sex stories on ISS. She particularly enjoyed...

Deflowered By My Elder Brother

This incident happened when I was in junior college and my elder brother was in senior college. There was a period of about six months when both of my parents got transferred to another city. So, I and my elder brother had to stay with our grandma until I finish that semester. Grandma was supporting us in terms of food and house activities and she was the elder person with us. We had a 2 BHK house. Grandma was staying in one room, and my brother and I were staying in another room. My bro Shyam...

Deflowered My Neighbour 8211 Part 1

Hi everyone! I am regular reader of ISS. I like many stories not all. But thanks to all who shares their experience / fantasies. Now coming to my story, this is my first story but not the first encounter of my life. This is very memorable experience which happened few weeks ago. I am (my identity for all of you) from Mumbai. I am a final year engineering student, in field of computer science. I am 21 years old, 6 ft 1 inch height, 55 Kg, 6.5 inch long dick; my dick is thicker than normal...

Babysitting My neighbour s Children

This is a story about myself and how I got the opportunity to do something really sexual.My name is Tim and I am very busy when it comes to work but finally I got my vacation and this time I decided that I will not travel but spend it at home.I have my own house and I am divorced for almost 5 years now.Since my bitter seperation I payed a lot of time to my work and so I have not had much chance to date women but I have had a few women at my place to get laid.As summer approached I was...

Charlies Children

This story is probably true. In our city there are no less than two world class IVF clinics, and we have several friends who work in the field. During a dinner party one evening in which the red wine flowed rather too freely, we began to challenge them – mostly playfully – about the cost of programmes and their success at making money out of people’s misfortune as well as babies. It wasn’t a fair criticism, but it did prompt a raft of stories around the table, one of which concerned ‘Charlotte...

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