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"A birthday to remember" The rest of the day was spent as idyllically as I could have hoped. I wandered about the house and grounds, watching Gina's fucking class, or looking at the girls watching the porn (I felt little need to watch the actual porn films themselves, my life having turned into one), or simply enjoying the topsy-turvy world in which you first of all fuck a girl to unimagined levels of ecstasy and only later do you chat her up. Still something of a slave to societal norms...

Free Universal Carnal KnowledgeChapter 45

The ideal career The next morning for some inexplicable reason I felt quite sleepy and I stayed in bed (entertained by visitors, of course) until nearly eleven. Then I showered and asked Wendy to come and see me. This could, I thought, be a difficult discussion. Not a bit of it: never underestimate the power of FUCK. It turns the world upside down. Things that used to be easy, like taking a tube ride without seducing some gorgeous girl, get very tricky; and things that one would expect to...

Free MarketChapter 2

Employee number two hundred and fifty-six was wearing the most perculiar outfit she'd ever seen. It probably didn't even count as an outfit at all. Whatever it was, it was probably in the dreaded realm of "equipment." It was much more elaborate than anything she'd been made to wear before, so was almost certainly something the client himself must have brought with him. After seven months with the company, she was pretty sure she must have tried on the full range of in-house costumes by...

Free MarketChapter 4

There were distant voices. Slowly, consciousness settled in. Jane tried to think of the last thing that had happened to her. She was in a room with beige walls, soft carpets ... She was having some sort of procedure done ... Then she remembered. She was having a key made for her chastity belt. A personal key. An illegal key. Something must have gone wrong. She wasn't in the office anymore. She was lying on a stiff bed of some kind, not like the one underneath the machine. The sounds were...

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Jane stared helplessly at the side of her cage, its metal bars and the cloth draped over it. She was packed too tightly to move, and her whole body ached. She would have given anything just to be able to lie down on the floor outside, but she had nothing to give anyway. Whatever kind of vehicle she was in, some kid of van or lorry, it had been moving fast for what seemed like forever, violently jerking her around with each turn and change in speed. There were no voices here, just the...

Free Trader Mary s DreamThe Right of Protection

(Author’s Note: Every so often, I may post some background on a key part of the universe that could use further explanation but I couldn’t find a way to shoehorn it into the text -- FB) An excerpt from “Rights and Responsibilities” 37th edition The Right Of Protection: The Terran Federation formed from the remnants of the Terran Empire, a neo-feudalist reaction to the Collapse that shattered interstellar travel. Under the Empire, feudal relationships were normal, where citizens would...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 3 Time Does Not Heal All Wounds

Well, she had mouse trapped me. I had no choice to accept, but I swore to myself, if there was some kind of game being played, I’d drop them off on the first world I could and to hell with them. My voice was granite as I replied “I grant you the right of protection. But I want you to tell me now, and I mean RIGHT NOW, what’s going on. Why don’t you want to speak to your family?” “Have you heard of House Iraske?” I hadn’t heard much about them, but what I had heard wasn’t good, and I said...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 5 Melissa and Mary Heart Sisters

Hello. I am Melissa Katain. That sounds somewhat foolish to write, but I feel like I need to introduce myself properly to the woman I hope will be the sister of my heart. I am writing this because first of all, I want to save Alex some credits, to record a proper video would take up space that would not be served. Then again, if I am to be honest with you, my sister, it’s because I don’t know if I could say these words out loud. Not where he could hear them. First, let me set your mind at...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 6 The Bitch Is Back

(Note: This chapter takes place shortly after Chapter 4 and 5, and takes place with a different point of view) I would have sighed wistfully if I was in my body as I finished sending the message back to Alex and MARY’S DREAM. Of course, being in a HI-AI (Human Intelligence Artificial Interface), I didn’t really sigh, or ... well do much really. But in the electronic world? I was the freakin’ quantum ghost in the Machine, the fastest thing ever to hit the Alternet. I didn’t do much of my...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 7 Alex s Replacement Seperation Nightmares

We were lucky, usually Geghast Station was one of those stations that at any one moment, there could be ten or more ships docked looking for a cargo, leading to sometimes someone taking a run that would barely break even, just to get off the dock and stop paying docking fees, but this time there was a pretty decent run taking us to the Morely System, which was a single jumpgate away. Even with the days to get to the jump gate, and the couple days in system once we arrived, it was going to...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 8 They Tried to Stop Me From Rehab I said No No No

For the second time in my relatively-short life, especially in an era where lifespan extenders are a regular thing if you have the credits to pay for it, my world was nothing but pain. The first time was really bad, but it was somewhat localized, as the worst hurting places were the places that they jabbed the neural shocker against my bare skin. After a while, the nerves just shut down from over use. So it was like a roaring fire rising and fading quickly. This was different. If the first...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 10 One Last Shot

There are many sounds that can get a captain’s attention, even in the deepest sleep. The sound of escaping air from a hull breach for example, or the sounds of disrupter fire. However, there is one sound above all else that is guaranteed to wake up even the most sound sleeping captain, at least one that wants to survive to wake up. And Crystal helpfully played that sound at maximum volume, the harsh, blaring siren, along with her announcement that the ship was under attack. I was halfway...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 11 Prometheus Plus Slinger equals Ozymandias

(in Low-Planet Orbit above the planet Dromes VI) Tomas Kendrick stared sightlessly at the control pad, as he waited for the numbers to count down. Once the numbers hit 0, the universe would change. Hopefully for the better, he thought, for his own soul’s sake at least. But he privately held his doubts. If he could back out at this, the very last moment, there was not a single iota of doubt in his mind he would do so and gratefully at that. But there was no chance of that. The other people on...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 12 Mary sees Direct Action

Mary Donovan: Attacks on 12 separate planets across eight systems, in four different regional sectors. The medium estimation of all those killed? Three point one five million dead. And the worst thing is, it should have been so much worse. That’s what made it worse then it was. The knowledge that this was deliberately done to LIMIT the number of casualties. Because that was a number that was only going to go up. The average detonation killed over a quarter million people. However, these...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 13 Snippets From a Not So Random Chat Room

TERRA CHAT: Room XDFJAR514329KUR5 (Anonymous) Morgana: You know, I forgot how often you jump into action. Didn’t you think there was a better way to alert them then, you know, violating OpSec and revealing yourself? Tristan: Oh hello, Morgana. Fancy meeting you here. Morgana: That’s not answering my question, damnit... Tristan: Calm down, will you? Morgana: You know the rules. No endangering mission security! Tristan: Well, let’s put it this way. If you could come up with a better way...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 15 A Pawn that Refused to Come off the Board

Caym Katain, House Master of the House of Katain, grimaced as he perused the interstellar headlines. Too slow, he thought. It’s all moving too slow. As he settled back into his hover-assisted chair, ignoring the slight dip as the machine adjusted itself to his significant weight, his mind went over the steps that had been successfully taken so far, as well as the fly in the ointment that threatened to bring it all down. From a young age, Caym had been taught ruthlessness. Most houses would...

Free Trader Mary s DreamChapter 16 Life Goes Ever on

We had a pretty decent cargo, heading for a slice of the worlds controlled by the Coriolis Factor, a merchant-trading group with interests in several lower-level worlds. It was a rather benign control, mind you, not necessarily ruthlessly rubbing out any contenders to the throne, but make no mistake, they knew what was going on around their worlds. They didn’t have any side in the ongoing Merchant House struggle, so that, combined with the generally low traffic the worlds gathered, made it...

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Declining to accept her phone calls. Knowing she would be trying to apologize for having sex with another guy. I trusted her and she broke it. She had told me that she didn’t feel attractive and that she didn’t want to have sex. Guess it was just with me. I made sure that she was not going to be home when I went in and got all my stuff. Trying to drive and not relive the night that I found her in bed with that guy. And then finding out that she had been doing it for about two months. I was...

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The night was dark and the wind howled as we made our way through the dark streets carefully and slowly to avoid detection. There were still German patrols that made their rounds through the town streets, even at this hour. Dreng froze as he saw a German sentry light a cigarette and he pushed me into an alleyway where we huddled until the Germans passed by on the main street to our left. Cautiously we made our way north out of town. As we walked on the side of the road, close to the tree...

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Check my profile for the prior four chapters of this story. Might not make a ton of sense without the context.Abby, Mark, Justin, and Ashley were fooling around in the pool like any Saturday, playing Marco Polo while Mr. Jones and Mrs. Peterson kept an eye from the deck."You look hot in that swimsuit," Justin commented to Abby.Abby looked down over her body, thick and voluptuous. The plunging neckline of the one piece swimsuit showed off her huge tits and cupped her pussy. "It does fit me...

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That structured day when Mrs. Peterson brought Abby and Ashley over to Mr. Jones' house was the first of many activities we all participated in together. Days at the beach, trips to museums, movies, dinners, days at the mall, all became more common as time passed. Mr. Jones and Mrs. Peterson never really got romantic as far as we knew, but they certainly flirted a lot and united over bringing all of us together. Abby and I were staples at these houses that weren't really our homes; we both came...

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-------Mark and I were playing a video game in the living room when the phone rang. Mark ran to the kitchen and I heard him answer."Oh, Hi Mrs. Peterson. Yeah, he's here, just a second!"I thought, "Oh shit, that's Ashley's mom, we're definitely in for it." Mr. Jones came and picked up the phone from Mark. "Hi Deb, how are you?" he said to Ashley's mom. "Oh sure, the boys are here. It'd be just fine if they came over for a swim, sure. I'll be here. But sure, come by if you want, we can relax a...

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"You all set for this weekend?" Mr. Jones asked Mark and Justin."Yeah, we should be good, Dad," Mark said back. Mr. Jones was heading out of town for a week and Mark's grandma was coming to stay at the house. Since it was summer, she would be watching Mark and making sure he kept himself out of trouble, and without school, Justin stayed over more or less every night. "Okay. Nanna should be here in a couple of hours, you boys keep the place clean and behave yourselves until she gets here."Mark...

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Matt is 32 years old, just under 6ft tall, solid build but not much fat on him thanks to leading an active lifestyle. He has short brown hair and light blue eyes. Many people would be jealous of the life Matt has, he lives in a small coastal town of about 15000 people in New Zealand and spends his days doing essentially anything he feels like. This is thanks to a stroke of luck, when back in his early 20s in 2011 he had bought into the "scam" (as most people told him it was) of Crypto...

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The woman with the tattoo with the number of 1001 began pulling the bin out from under Mandi's body, whilst the one with 0909 tattoo began to mop the floor area beneath Mandi. Mandi heard one of the women say, "Fuck this bitch has nearly filled this shit bin!" The other responded "Never, the most anyone has filled it in the past would have been two months ago and she only managed about a third of the bin!" They both sniggered as they moved out of Mandi's line of sight; then suddenly...

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Mandi had been used and abused for some three hours by these guys, when Adam entered the room and blew a whistle. The guys grabbed Mandi and immediately retied her binds before grabbing their clothes and disappearing; Adam approached Mandi without her seeing the ball gag in his closed hand. Seconds later the foul smelling and tasting gag was forced into her mouth and the straps tightened. Adam delighted in telling Mandi of the sponge interior of the object wedged tightly in her throat, but...

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The van continued its journey for over thirty minutes, with Mandi jostled around in the back of the van at every turn, eventually the whine of the engine changed so she assumed she was now on a motorway. Fifty minutes later she heard the engine drop some revs, as it was obvious she was now back on non-motorway roads. Shortly after that she felt the van lurch to a stop, thinking she had arrived she tensed herself waiting for the guys to man handle her out of the van; five minutes passed then...

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Whilst she slipped into unconsciousness, Mandi was not aware of the preparations that were going on for her next surrender of her will. Behind the scenes twenty-five strapping males were being coached by Adam; and finally the two Tattooed ladies were sent in with the freezing cold hose. Mandi woke with a start as the icy cold water soaked her skin; Adam stepped forward saying "You want this trial to be over, bitch!" Mandi although she was down as far from beaten, she still planned for her...

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During her sleep, Mandi had several vivid dreams where she was always the centre of the wild sexual action, usually her dreams involved other people but sometimes it was with animals or with machines. She found herself more turned on by the thought of the never ending fucking of a machine than of anything else. After all a machine did not need to consider its own climax and could therefore concentrate all its actions and energies on making her cum. Also in her mind's eye the machine always...

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Eventually the cum streaked Mandi was exhausted and led off to a cell like room where a warm bath awaited her. She was visited by Adam who told her "You have not only passed our required standards, but you have exceeded them in your desire to accept any cock put before you" he continued, "I can now tell you that you will be flying back home to JFK airport in two days and will be met at the airport by your sponsor. You will live with your sponsor for three weeks and then you will be given a...

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Preston Whitcomb, in his Newark studio apartment, rolled out of bed from a night of restless sleep and poured himself a beer. Old newspapers were scattered about. Unwashed plates on which he ate his microwavable meals were fixed to the coffee table. A pile of laundry surrounded his bed. A wilted plant lay half-dead on the window sill. He had a view of an alleyway a couple of floors below, and when he looked straight out of his window he stared at a brick wall. The only thing that Preston kept...

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For his first poem Claude Carolina rhymed about injustice and revolution. The hot white spotlight blazed over him like an indefatigable fire. From his position on the stage he couldn’t see his audience, only their sloping shadows like peaks and valleys against the backdrop of a pitch-black sky. He heard their movement, their restlessness, like soldiers in camouflage maneuvering in the darkness. He commanded them. He knew when they would laugh, when they would clap, and when they would sigh....

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He didn’t think a white man getting laid in an all-black neighborhood would be so tough. The walls were thin, and he heard murmuring next door. It may have been the college girl with some other guy, he wasn’t sure. He was sure as hell drunk, though, after chasing Claude Carolina through the East Village streets, and when he turned on the lights upon entering his Newark apartment in the middle of the night, the brief thrill of pleading his case to a young, talented poet withered in the stuffy...

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Amanda sat at her desk and thought out her next poem. She had written dozens of them in the dim light of her living room, a hot cup of hazelnut coffee her only companion along with a terrible chill of loneliness that had at one time been so enjoyable but was now close to deadly. ‘It’s part of the territory,’ she thought as she struggled to pen a good first line. Lately she had been on auto-pilot. Sure she wrote almost every night, but she couldn’t explain the extreme hollowness of her soul,...

Freedom of AssociationChapter 9

The Minister Louis Farrakhan, bedecked in a black two-piece suit, azure bow-tie, and rectangular glasses took the podium in front of a crowd of one hundred followers at the National Press Club. Claude Carolina, watching this event on cable television, could scarcely believe that the honorable minister, plagued by a mysterious illness, looked as though nothing at all touched him during his prolonged absence from the national stage. The minister’s walnut skin and jet black hair hadn’t changed,...

Freedom of AssociationChapter 10

Every single person in the bar stared at her. After the shrieking was over, she then feigned notice of the icy chill of water upon her skin and the ridiculous eighties tune blaring from the bar’s antiquated sound system. She saw eyes, faces, jaws that dropped, the conversation that mysteriously paused, the apologetic bartender handing her a towel, and Claude Carolina’s back as he hastily defiled from the place. As she wiped away the cold wetness from her body, she couldn’t suppress her...

Freedom of AssociationChapter 11

He didn’t remember checking into the Hartford hotel room the night he left her parent’s home in the suburbs. He woke up with a half-bottle of scotch by his bed feeling not only depressed but physically sick from what he drank the night before. It was way past check out time, and every ten minutes or so the Mexican maids knocked on the door hoping to clean the room, and every time they knocked he yelled for them to “get the fuck out of here, I’m sleeping,” but they knocked every ten minutes,...

Freedom of AssociationChapter 12

He earnestly tried to have fun, but what exactly is fun without a woman? Chasing them is fun, but there’s always something about a woman that one can never have, something she protects so fiercely, something she won’t trade, and these things aren’t necessarily secrets that need to be hidden from public view, but instead things so blissful as to transform him from the rotten man he was to a better—oh, what should he call it?—a better human being? He could no longer stand being away from...

Freedom of AssociationChapter 13

Preston invited her to the party. Their new publishing company was based in Newark. The party, oddly enough, was in Manhattan. Why Manhattan of all places she didn’t know, but she had the feeling that Don Bluestein probably wanted it that way. The money from her new book contract wouldn’t come in until later in the week. She couldn’t afford a night out in Manhattan between contracts, but she was determined to go anyway. Her E- Z Pass would cover the tunnel toll, and her credit card would pay...

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And so Emily's training routine at the castle was established. Physical conditioning and lessons with Marcel in the morning, followed by more physical conditioning and multiple encounters in the afternoon in which her lessons of that morning could be put into practice and her performance evaluated. The evenings were spent with Melinda where more lessons were learned and practiced. In the days which followed Emily was instructed in such disparate things as personal grooming, especially when...

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Heloo ther this is kalp frm gujarat a regular reader of ISS.n a regular chatter.i had met one lady on net she was married her name was anita her fig 36 30 36.age was abt 26 yrs but stil maintained so well tht she was looking hot wid normal looks even.we exchanged our nos then we use talk talk hours on phone as her hubby was hving a business of catering mostly he use to stay out of home in nite so we use to talk in nite on phone. Once she asked me Dont u hve g/f abhi as everynite u talk to...

A brief stop at the adult book store

Friday afternoon I was driving back home after going in a business trip to a near town. My sweet Ana was also far from home, nursing one of her nice cousins who lived in the West Coast. So, I was not in a hurry to get an empty home.As I was entering our town, I could not resist a stop at an adult book store that I used to visit with my sexy wife.I paid the entrance fee and went into the arcade area. One thing for certain about this store was that it had the darkest arcade area I had ever been...

The Landlady

"Coming!" I rushed to the door.When the door opened a charming smile and beaming brown eyes greeted me."Oh! Ms. Marigold!" I smiled as a rush of excitement came over me. "How are you? I didn't know you were coming over! Did Andre know you were coming?""No, actually!" She brushed a lock of wavy dark hair behind her ear. "I was hoping I could talk to you both about the rent?""Oh no, he isn't here. But come in!" I stepped aside to let her in."Thank you." She said as she slipped...

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The Quiet Room Escapade

I was visiting the student union where my son goes to college and was simply amazed at all the cute girls going to the college. I’m pretty sure there were some mighty fine-looking women in college back when I attended twenty years ago, but because I was always paying attention to my studies, I probably missed out on a lot of fun times.I got on an elevator to head up to the second floor where there were several quiet rooms to sit and study, and a cute coed got on the elevator with me. Our eyes...

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milking kimberly

Milking KimberlyBy Esmeralda GreeneGary hooked his thumb vaguely in the direction of the room that he and Kimberly had converted to a nursery. "Kim's feeding the li'l one," he said. "She'll be out in a few minutes." He often referred to his new baby as "the li'l one." In fact her name was Emily, but at six months, I suppose "the li'l one" is as good a tag as any. Then with his other hand he hooked a thumb toward the hallway that lead to his music studio. "Sheila, I wanted to show you the folio...

Complicated Ch 03

Chapter 3 The following morning I woke up to a wonderful tingling sensation running down from my breasts to my pussy. I opened my eyes to watch Max looming over me. He was sucking on one of my nipples while leisurely sliding his finger in and out of me. I felt too lazy to say anything, so I ran my fingers through his hair to indicate that I was awake. Max looked up at me without stopping what he was doing and appeared to smile. He withdrew his finger from my pussy and offered it to me. I...

Only Couples continued1

Chapter 3No one stirred in either the Leatherman or Dunston houses. Both couples slept until the sun was high up in the sky. It was the usual Sunday routine for Lucia and Dirk Leatherman. Both had dropped all pretenses of a religious belief while in college, many years past. Lucia considered herself an agnostic; Dirk never bothered to try and classify himself. On most Sundays Boyd and Faith got up in time to attend both Sunday school and church services. Not that they were devoutly religious....

Mom returns from Norway

Note : This story is completely fictional! Bobbie Sue and I had had a content and fullfilling June. Sex between us was better than ever, and we both had relationships started with others. Bobbie was seeing a lot of Steven, a guy she met in college. I was seeing Mary, a friend of Bobbie's from high school, whom was also attending the same college. Mary had been very nervous the first few times we had sex, but now she has really loosened up, so to speak, and was really very comfortable to be...

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Eleanor Ch 10

Lying curled in the front of the low boat, Matilda watched the play of the disappearing stars against the sky. ‘Do you truly believe they are all safe Eirik?’ Matilda asked, nay, almost begged with desperation as she watched the still sea reflect the quickly lightening sky. ‘They will be fine. You said Ragnar should not be long, he wont, he will be reliable as always. No doubt he is already there, and Sibbe has been thrown down a hole!’ The smile that roused from his wife’s mouth was...

Thril Ends On Bed

Hhi friends, this is Vikram and I will narrate you all my story about how my thrill ends in a good sex on bed. when i was in college i used to flirt(not love) with girls(3-4 at a time) but not able to get a single girl. slowly-2 i started liking a girl who has a good shape but little extra fat on her body which i always likes in girls and on one day i propose her and after 2 days she said yes to me. there were leaves for our exams preparation, i called her at college because i know that no...

Seduced Chhaya With A Dart Game 8211 Pt 1 My Hot Neighbor

Hello Readers, I live in Pune and am writing this story. Before moving to Pune, I used to live in my home town. In my neighborhood, there was a girl named Chhaya (name changed). I was about around 22 years of age and was studying in college. Chhaya was around 19 years and she had completed her 12th class. She was preparing for entrance exams. She was very beautiful. I used to admire her beauty and always wished to have her. But it wasn’t easy as our houses were adjacent and our families very...

Sexy Babhi

I wanna share a true story of my own with u . I m Raj from Delhi, 26 yrs old a young and handsome boy.i live with my parents, brother and bhabhi. Bhabhi is my dream girl since she came in our house. Her name is mamta. Nice figure,round butts, and cup chaped tits are her qualities. My brother is an army officer and he usually stay out from the house.once my parents had 2 go out 2 delhi and luckily brother”(yogi) was on his duty. It was a beautiful morning and i was ready 2 go 4 the college like...

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You Can Always Say No Chapter 2

You Can Always Say No, Ch_ 02 by Cherysse St. Claire © We had had 'The Talk' in the afterglow of that first evening of sex in our newly-revised relationship, less than a month before we exchanged vows. There is nothing more abjectly terrifying - for either person - than laying bare your soul at such an intimate level. He admitted his wants, needs, and desires; I reciprocated. He did, indeed, have a 'sissy' streak a mile wide, had had it since childhood, yet was unsure of how,...

Surveillance Camera Thrill

Surveillance Camera Thrill By Silly Sissy Sarah This material contains adult-themed scenarios. Please do not read it if you are not permitted to do so, by law or whatever else you should know ... *** It was one of those hot and stuffy nights that I hated most. I was making my way back to the guardroom after two routine rounds of prowling around the school compound. My thick janitor uniform felt...

Shopping Center Me Bhabhi Mili

Hi! Dosto mera naam Amit he me Mumbai me rehta hu agar aapko story pasand aaye to mujhe mail jarur karna mera id he aur ab time veste na karte hue main apni story batane ja raha hoon. To ab story pe aata hoon. Ye story ek bhabhi ki hai. Dosto aurat ek khubsurat creation hai rab ki, usse samjhna muskil par namumkin nahi, bhabhiya har wo sukh de sakti hai jo ek girlfriend ya lover nahi de sakti kabhi bhi. Isi liye agar girlfriend chudai ki begineers hai to bhabhiyan chudai ke experts, to isliye...

Film Anyone

It is a warm, fragrant night and I suggest we go to the cinema. Hurrying to the bedroom, you put on black high-heeled sandals, a short, red skirt, no underwear and a black tight top, showing off your sensuous body. You come back to the living room, twirling around, showing me your outfit, the lust you can see in my eyes sending shivers of excitement down your spine. We arrive at the cinema. It is a late show and the theatre is sparsely populated, but not quite empty, so we take a seat in the...

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Blood Sweat Fear Ch 08

‘I can’t believe we made it,’ I gasped, then collapsed on the ground. From the top of the mountain, the island stretched out far below. The waters of the Pacific glistened deep blue as the sun beat mercilessly down. It was a little cooler at this height, being so exposed on the top of the now smouldering mountain, the sea breeze cooled the sweat on my body. Blondie joined me on the ground, obviously, she was as unfit as I, judging the way that her body shook from the exertion. ‘We should...

His Mother s Hair Part II C

His Mother's Hair, Part II C By Melissa Anne Curling Author's note: I promised that Wendy's slumber party was going to be part of this installment. The mall sequence turned out to be longer than I had planned so the next part will focus on Wendy's slumber party. Wendy is just a girl that is having to much fun! When the front door finally closed behind Shelly and her mother a sense of calm and comfort once again permeated the household. Wendy, Madge and Wilma certainly had been...

Femcans giving

Kyle, a healthy athletic 18 year old, was driving on the highway to his aunt’s house for Thanksgiving. He had a strange feeling about the holiday this year, something he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Of course, the whole holiday season had felt strange the past couple years since his father had passed away, under mysterious circumstances - the police never found a body and he was presumed dead. Kyle had tried to be strong for his mom June, and his sister Bethany. They’d put on some weight...

LANDLADYS RULE 4

‘Hello John,’ said my landlady as she sat on the edge of my bed. I was laid on my bed face down and still naked, after all that had happened making an attempt to cover myself seemed a little redundant. ‘I need to talk to you John, my mother will be coming to stay in the morning and I will be having a couple of guests for drinks and nibbles tomorrow evening. My mother is ‘old school’ and quite a stickler for tradition and discipline. On her previous visits one of the girls would act as...

Invited Home

Chapter 1 I'm new to Atlanta, having moved here from near Chicago, and, being new and working for a big company, I've met all kinds of people; it's been even kind of hard to keep track of them all. In fact, rather than my old circle of friends, there are so many new people I now know that it had left me somewhat insecure and lonely. A few months ago, I had been introduced to Roy and Carol by a mutual friend and they seemed to like me right away. Roy was tall, about six-two, trim, handsome,...

Steve and ChuckChapter 28

Chuck Sunday mornings are fun out at the park. The women wear near nothing, driving us men crazy. I anticipated a good time. When I woke and began my exercises, John joined me on a treadmill, followed by some weights. He said, "It sure would be nice to have you close by. We could workout together. It's a lot more fun to do this stuff when you have a buddy." About that time, Lisa, Brandy, and Tiani came in and began using the other treadmill and the stationary bikes. Little Tiani said,...

Burning

BurningbyWhipsaw The flames were engulfing the landscape and I stared into the bright red heart of the fiery beast. Entranced, I walked slowly toward the raging inferno. As I embraced the beautiful dancing flames there wasn't any burning or pain????..there was only redemption. Bitter disappointment filled my very being, as I was seeking destruction. Scrawled on a wall in Hue City, Republic of South Vietnam----1968---during the Tet offensive.Chapter One I was twenty five years old...

It s Hard Out There for A Futa

Tiffany Hammer is a rather unremarkable girl. She doesn't stand out in a crowd and only has a few friends who could pick her out of that crowd. She doesn't play any sports, she isn't in any clubs, and she has very average grades. But if you were to get a close look at Tiffany you might notice that she's a pretty cute girl. Tiffany is a shy young beauty who has just survived the ordeals of high school. Most days she could be found leaning her slender figure against a wall somewhere quiet where...

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Better Business

Better Business By Gingerfred Man Chapter One - The Unpronounceable There just aren't many endophilologists in the world. Maybe a hundred when I started out. Endophile Partners had 23 of them, including me. It was a very successful company because, as we all know, when you need an endophilologist you really need one. My name is Lenny Blackburn. When I joined Endophile Partners, the ink was still wet on my degree from Fromage University. Two months later, I passed my...

Daddy rsquo s Girl

It’s the perfect opportunity. My wife’s out shopping and my daughter’s out playing tennis. The house is empty and I’m alone. I go to my daughter’s bedroom. My heart’s pounding with a mixture of guilt, anticipation and lust. The walls are girly pink, the fluffy toy she’s cuddled since she was two is still there on her pillow. The picture of her in that so short tennis skirt when she won the college tennis tournament last year is on her dresser. My eyes linger on her long tanned legs and her firm...

I guess I am just addicted

I was going to take a break from having sex with strange men just because it was getting complicated. Hubby and I decided to just chill and focus on f****y and our careers. But! I was in Fanieul Hall this week enjoying lunch at one of my favorite eateries when this man walked in. He was gorgeous. 30ish, 6′ 2′ muscular and a mix of olive and brown skin with green eyes. He caught me looking at him and smiled at me. I smiles back and he went to the counter to order. I looked at my girlfriend and...

Unexpectedly

I lived close to the beach and suddenly I decided to shut things down at work. What wouldn't I give to meet my favorite ex-boyfriend!! Well, if wishes were horses... I -or rather we... would have had a good long ride!! As I locked up, I decided to stroll a little on the beach to unwind, before getting to bed. I really needed to cool off!. I was quite exhausted and really needed to get things off my mind. Well, in this frame of mind and downright horny by now, I set out for the walk. As...

A Tale of Submission Day One Contemplation

A Tale of Submission By LindaK Day One - Contemplation Early evening the same day... Jane reached for her glass of wine. Before taking it she picked up her phone and checked their security app. Flicking through the camera views she stopped at the spare bedroom monitor and smiled at what she saw. Of course, there was nothing to be heard. She set the phone down, grasped the stem of her glass and after taking a sip settled into the arm of her husband Rick. Together they enjoyed...

RedemptionChapter 15

Within a week of the bedroom conversation between Jenny and Margo, Doggerel Productions came into being, at least in concept. Dex, Chris, and Jenny skipped the Saturday brunch to meet at the Emporium with Margo, Hank, and Hoss. At the beginning, there were several comments about 'if only we had the money.' Dex finally told the group that he was sure he could find the money. He encouraged them to just focus on what they wanted to do. Although skeptical, everyone seemed to accept the...

Richter Part One

His powerful sense of smell allows him to pick up and track the unmistakable scent of a perverse young woman. Her sexual fluids and sweat giving away to Richter, her insatiable lust and the demented fantasies her mind concocts, draw Richter in with potency. His prey was 23-year-old Elaina. An athletic and pretty blonde girl who was comfortably in her bed, staring at a computer screen. Wearing nought but a night tee, she softly moaned as she stroked her exposed clitoris and buried available...

What s in a Name

What's in a name? Revisions, revisions, revisions, nothing but revisions. How can I ever concentrate on getting something new done, when all I have is people asking me to rewrite what I've already put down on paper. Not my idea of fun, which is why it is a bad thing I tried to be a writer, I guess. I just don't have the inclination to go back to something I slaved over the first time and rewrite it to conform to someone else's expectations, when I thought it was fine the first...

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