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Young and Insatiable Part 1

I'd been away for two weeks in Hong Kong and Japan on business fortunately I finished two days early and changed my flight to arrive in Adelaide one day early or should I say one night early as it was the last flight in before curfew. I hadn't let Anne know as I wanted to surprise her, it was 1:30 am when the taxi dropped me off and I quietly opened and closed the front door, leaving my bags in the hall I went into my office and poured myself a good measure of Laphroiag to help me relax after...

Allison Part 1 Daniel

I couldn’t stop looking at the clock. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes turned into hours, and still, nothing. When was she getting home? She’d said eleven at the latest, but it was three in the morning, and I was starting to worry. Beyond that, the part of my brain that wasn’t neurotically concerned that something terrible had happened was less than pleased. I’m not a possessive or controlling person, as a rule, but I am prone to irritation, and, in all honestly, I was starting to get...

What rsquo s For Dinner

What’s For Dinner? (December2004)No healthy person, it appears, can fail to make some addition that might be called perverse to the normal sexual aim; and the universality of this finding is in itself enough to show how inappropriate it is to use the word perversion as a term of reproach. Sigmund FreudIt was nearing dinnertime and Master would be coming home shortly. She ran to get ready, quickly showered while making sure not a drop of soap touched between her legs -- it was his...

Why I dislike most porn 5 blame this site

Bad porn has (bad) acting, added artificial moaning and abundance of a few four letter wordsBad porn originates from the United States of America just like rules taboos hypocrisy hereBad porn has men obliged to come in her face, while female orgasming is seen as unprofessionalBad porn influenced badly the actual sex-life of at least two generations of American citizensBad porn hates genuine feelings, factual arousal, pussies looking different and personalityBad porn created the habit of...

Fantasy Neighbor Erica s Education about Me

Chapter One of Five – New RoutineAs is our custom after sex, Brian withdraws and lies back on the bed. I shift my petite body around, straddling his chest. Before his seed can drain from my pussy, I lower my womanhood onto his smiling mouth. As I look down at him, riding his face, I can feel his tongue exploring me. His leaking semen wets his face as he slurps, and licks and kisses me. I like this part perhaps even more than the intercourse. He climaxes inside of me as he thrusts in and out,...

Emma Goes Back to School

I sat in my study reading The Times. The news from Europe was not good: Adolf Hitler’s Third Reich was threatening to engulf Europe in war once again, less than twenty years after the end of The Great War of 1914-1918. I felt that my recent retirement as Headmaster at a very exclusive girls’ boarding school was unlikely to be as quiet and restful as I had hoped if it was to be overshadowed by the horrors of war, of which I had had the most terrible personal experience in the Flanders trenches....

Young Master Ch 03

"That's a good little, sissy. I told you that you could take the whole thing." I feel a sense of ashamed accomplishment as her smooth balls rest on my chin and I smell her intoxicating mix of pomegranate and a hint of musk as my nose crushes into her flawless, taut torso. This was the last time. It had to be. We couldn't keep sneaking around waiting for a chance for a furtive fuck or speedy suck. And if I got caught...no, I didn't even want to imagine what it would be like to be stuck in that...

Vacation What Could Go Wrong Part 3

Their trip from the airport to the resort was uneventful. Ron had managed to not touch, rub, or think indecent thoughts, about Pam, Beth, or Amy for that matter. Even though he knew he was "allowed" to lust for Amy, given the propensity for his hair-trigger penis to fire to attention, he felt it best to avoid any distracting thoughts for the time being. Their beach front resort was quite nice, with extensive grounds, pools, bars, etc. Their room, however, had been purchased with a budget in...

Queen of Hearts

(Romance) An office romance is dealt an important hand by love.* * * * * * *Thursday's temperatures wavered between cool and warm. I waited impatiently for the finale of a sudden downpour before opening the window near my desk, to coax the outside in, to cleanse the stuffy office air, to linger near for the cool, damp breeze to finger my warm, dry face. April's weather was not on my list of favorites since the renewing season and I parted company last year. But that changed today—the long...

Licking her nylon feet for the first time

The story starts long time ago, when i was 16 years old, and she was our housekeeper..."Jean, please leave the stocking on, can I just kiss your feet and smell them."And she laughed, but not in a mocking w ay, "Is that it, just smell my feet? Well I'm sure they probably smell a bit stinky after being in my boots all morning. I wouldn't want to smell them, and I can't imagine why you would want to kiss them, but yes, you can if you like."This was it, the dream becoming real. My cock jerked...

From Friend s Mother To Mother 8211 Part 1

Hello, All, This is the continuation of the sex story where relation for Ankit turned from Rubina to his own mom. Please write to me on ‘’. Getting rebuked by Rubina for a demand, Ankit felt disheartened. He was not in his own senses and he is not able to think that whether he will get any chance with her or not. But since he tasted the most awesome juice in this world, he could not hold back for long. He was craving for some action but his ego was stopping him for approaching Rubina. At the...

Gratification Of A Milf

Hi. I’m Aniket. I am living in Delhi and presently working as a consultant. The sex story happened 5 years ago when I was new to this city and had just enrolled in Delhi University. I was not doing well in my studies back then and was very miserable at that time. Being an outstanding academic all through my life, this average performance took a toll on me. It was during those frustrating day that a beautiful milf Shruti came to my life. And it was so sudden and wonderful that even now I wonder...

COLLEGE BBQ

College BarbecuebyHarryOrwell©"Come on, Dad, let's just go," Kate pleaded."But, Honey, I just want to talk to her!""She's not coming down, now let's just GO!"Reluctantly, I backed out of my former driveway, knowing my ex was at one of the many windows, watching, enjoying this. Anything she could do to make my life miserable, she would, and seeing Katie and I argue would really be a treat.We drove in silence, then I apologized again."Daddy, you just have to get over her and move on, find someone...

Loving The Closest A Son And Mother

Unlike other stories, I am not going to describe my physical features here. I could be anyone from you and resembles any of you. I could be your fantasy or someone who fantasizes you. I always admire married mature women as I found them more passionate, mature and intellectual. For me love making is not about having one’s body but when both of them match intellectually. Intelligence and maturity are something which I always respect and expect people to respect. My resemblance is subjective so...

TRAINING

Meredith's eyes were fixated on the woman walking through the door of her lingerie shop. It was another typical client that she was used to seeing; a middle aged woman, business oriented, proper in every way, and slightly nervous. "How may I help you?" the saleswoman asked with a welcoming smile and charm. "I don't believe I've seen you here before. My name is Meredith."The woman extended her hand for a handshake, and they greeted each other warmly."I'm new here," she smiled back. "My name is...

The Therapist

After much internal debate, Michelle finally worked through her trepidations to discuss a rather private concern with her GP. In the past year, attaining an orgasm became increasingly difficult during the rare moments of physical intimacy with her spouse. The relationship was well intact, but years of the same led to a drop in libido and increased sexual frustration, in fact, her last orgasm during intercourse was a distant memory. The harder she tried the worse it became, and virtually assured...

COLLEGE BBQ

"Come on, Dad, let's just go," Kate pleaded."But, Honey, I just want to talk to her!""She's not coming down, now let's just GO!"Reluctantly, I backed out of my former driveway, knowing my ex was at one of the many windows, watching, enjoying this. Anything she could do to make my life miserable, she would, and seeing Katie and I argue would really be a treat.We drove in silence, then I apologized again."Daddy, you just have to get over her and move on, find someone else.""I AM over her, Baby,...

Synergism

I’ve been on the business end of my share of cocks, from short skinny little rascals that barely tickled, through average sized that served quite adequately, to a few beefy rams that were painful and threatened to split me in half. Truly, size does matter. But several factors other than cock size matter just as much for sex to be considered phenomenal. Once I experienced a synergistic event that was so phenomenal I’ll never forget it.In the summer of 2010 I met Jon, an architect who had come to...

SRU Paul s Pillow

Paul's Pillow (SRU) By Jordan Hoelder "Stuck-up bitches!" Paul muttered to himself. His latest overtures toward some of the girls at the Mall had just been rejected, as had several before that. He'd been hanging out for most of Saturday in one or another corner of the Mall and was getting nowhere towards having a date for the evening. Of course, what Paul thought were macho pickup lines came across as crass and crude to the targets of his leers. His slovenly attire, haphazard...

A Visit to the Shrink

A Visit to the Shrink Author's Notes by Bill Hart I had the idea for this while doing my last posted ReGenesis, Inc. story. It has a first for me. I've written in some comic book characters. I know some people don't like having comic book characters in the stories they read, but I hope this won't be a problem for anyone. Those who publicly archive stories may do so, provided they don't charge for its downloading or change any of the verbage. As usual, just let me know where you...

Changing With The New Year

Changing with the New Year by Xloop Times have turned odd my friends. I was so worried about the Y2K bug that I couldn't have fathomed what was about to happen to me, hell no one could. The Y2K problem was, as it turned out, to be the least of my problems. It all started late last year. I was sure of that much, but today, well today, I'm not so sure of anything anymore. But let me start at the beginning. The following is my recollection of the events for the past several...

Barbara2

Barbara by Callie Messenger I looked out of my apartment window to the street below, making sure to keep my face obscured by the curtains. There was a car parked on the road near the building doors, with a couple of guys inside. How could I get out and get help. I thought it over carefully. The guys in the car had to be Joe's bruisers. I had worked for Joe as his accountant for a couple of months. I left his house in a hurry last night when he had come back early, and...

A Study in Satin Part 3 Dum Vivimus Vivamus Epilogue and Afterward Mens Sano in Corpore Cito

A Study in Satin by Tigger Part III: Dum Vivimus Vivamus! Chapter 1: Travel to Tomorrow Through Yesterday Irene's clear blue eyes wandered yet again from the spectacularly beautiful scenery back to the equally-beautiful young woman seated opposite her in the private first class compartment. Sherla Holmes deep blue traveling gown contrasted richly with the worn upholstery of her seat, a contrast brought into even sharper focus by the glossy black of her hair. Katrina had...

VIN S MOM

Vin had been away.His mother offered for him to spend the night, sleeping on the sofa bed in her living room.It had been, an excellent evening, dinner and conversation.His mother had been torturing his father, telling him if he could sexually abuse his c***dren, so could she.It was time for bed.Time for Vin to undress.She took off her shoes, sitting in a chair watching.Vin had faced away, hiding his penis, as he slid between the covers.Last time.This time he turned, facing her, displaying his...

Green Acres 3 The Country Gentleman in the Peignoir

Green Acres 3: The Country Gentleman in the Peignoir Produced by Jay Sommers [1965-71] Parodied by Ron Dow75 Gray haired, distinguished, non-disbarred Oliver Wendell Douglas was vigorously chopping wood in his yellow nightgown with the white peignoir. "What are you doing?" "I'm chopping wood! I have to destroy something, or I'll destroy some-one!" On the back swing, Oliver Douglas realized he was talking to somebody: Off-balance, he struggled to stay on his feet. Even...

Hero Ine Ine in a New Situation

The Hero Ine Who am I? That is something that I have asked myself many times. Have I been living a lie? That is something I wonder about... the truth. Why do I bother? My name is Ine. I love all. The only one I'd raise my hand against is Kegare and finding him is next to impossible anymore unless I go into individual cases. But I'm a 'Goddess', how can I possibly help ...

Altered Fates I Was a Stranger at My Own Wedding

(Authors note: This story was inspired by femur's Lovingly Modified Romance Comic covers, specifically af028.jpg. It's the first I've submitted here.) ALTERED FATES: I WAS A STRANGER AT MY OWN WEDDING by BobH (c) 2002 In his motel room, Mark Wayne stood before the full-length mirror on the rear of the bathroom door, carefully combing back the hair he had just slicked with hair cream. It had been a long day and he was, he had to admit, a little beat, but not so beat that he wasn't...

Extortion

(A teen blackmails his adulterous mother for sex)IIt was about 4:30 on a Thursday afternoon, and I was sitting in the den watching a porno movie.The picture quality was terrible, but that was expected. It was spy porn, captured by a camera hidden in a motel room. The video, which resembled convenience store surveillance footage, showed a cheap bedspread with a teal fleur-de-lys pattern. Beside the bed, light crept under a set of heavy curtains drawn over the window.On the bed, a woman was...

Private Matters

Private Matters by Gingerfred Man Chapter One ? Recruited Adults are often puzzled why teenagers are so surly and miserable. Fathers in particular look at their sons and say, "You?re so lucky to be young." What they?re thinking is, "You?re so lucky to be slim, have a hard cock with a quick reload, and be around all that pretty young pussy for you to boff." My dad was right about the slimness and hard cock, but the pussy didn?t seem to be yearning for my boffing. My name is...

Jack s Big Secret

Last Entry: Bobbi Sue?s Diary, May 2003 I'm a dud diarist. I've only made nine entries in mine since May 2000. And when I reread what I wrote, I realize that I'm too thick-headed to keep a diary. I mean: I must be the most na?ve girl living in North Texas. It's embarrassing to look at the entries. I should have cottoned on to Jack's big secret long before I did. First Entry: Bobbi Sue?s Diary, May 2000 Jack is my best guy friend, so I wish knew more about him. But he's k...

My Best Friend s Sister Part 2

I woke up in something of a daze. I felt for a few moments like I was still myself, back in my old bed. That pleasant illusion was destroyed when I opened my eyes. I was lying in a large bed, with a gargantuan of a woman lying next to me. It only took me a few moments to recognize her as Mrs. Taylor. The room was covered in floral wallpaper and virtually all floor room was taken by what appeared to be antique furniture. I was in Tom's grandmother's room. The events of the previous...

Popular

POPULAR By Anastasia Toy "Excuse me, professor?" I looked up. Standing in the half opened door to my office was Denise Mayberry, a sophomore taking my course, Introduction to Sociology. I looked up from my paperwork. "Yes, Denise." "I've been having some difficulties understanding some of the material. Could you spare some time for me?" Without waiting for a reply, she stepped inside and closed by office door behind her. She leaned back against the door, still holding...

STREET STORIES The Secret

STREET STORIES:My Homeboy’s Girlfriend (The Secret)By WebbHe that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore. -Sigmond Freud The very best part of a secret lies in the telling. -Stephen Pinto I have contended for a long time that the best part of a secret is in the telling…yeah I’m Stephen Pinto, a.k.a. Big Webb. This story is an example of that....

Altered Fates Freefalling Home

Freefalling Home By Elliot Reid I smoothed my skirt and looked nervously at Natalie. "Do I look, uh, okay?" "You look fine, Jo. Stop worrying, they won't bite your head off." Natalie looked relaxed, in a navy skirt and simple jacket over a soft black sweater, her glasses hanging from a chain; very conservative. She was an attractive forty-something with sharp cheekbones, a strong nose and smiling eyes, framed by a cascade of wavy, dark hair. I'd already come to trust her...

Agents of Gor Part 4

Agents of Gor: Part 4 A Girl is Trained and Has a Glimpse of her Possible Future by Albedo This is a fan-fiction set in the world of the Gor novels. All rights to the characters and situations of the Gor universe belong to John Norman. This work is written without his express permission. This story is explicitly not to be reposted on any pay sites. The author, Albedo, authorizes the readers to archive it themselves. No other dissemination without the author's permission,...

The Greatest Lie Chapter 16

Alexandra escapes Thailand into SARS quarantine, and the clutches of her estranged father. As the Thai police close in on her, she and Nancee seduce their way to freedom and whore their way to prosperity. Thanks to my invaluable editor, riottgrrl, whose contributions to TGL are far greater than mere text editing. The Greatest Lie, Chapter 16 Family Values They say that life is about making choices. But we humans don't get to choose the two...

The Greatest Lie Chapter 16 Family Values

The Greatest Lie, Chapter 16 Family Values By lilliana (With thanks to my invaluable editor, riottgrrl, whose contributions to TGL are far greater than mere text editing.) -------------------- They say that life is about making choices. But we humans don't get to choose the two most important factors in our lives. We don't get to choose our genes, so I got stuck with XY chromosomes. And we don't get to choose our natal families, so I got stuck...

Scenes from a Kid s Life Group 4 Dances Storms

Scenes from a Kid's Life Group 4: Dances, Storms ©2006 by Jan S Dances: "By the foot prints in the butter," Josh said. "You know how to tell if your house has mice?" he asked next. "Which one do you want?" Sara Stern's mother asked Ally. "Could I have the one with the all red jelly beans? Thanks," Ally said. "Careful some of those are cinnamon," Mrs. Stern said as she put the cupcake on his plate. "Your elephant is afraid to come inside. I want that red one there....

Women and Children First II The Aftermath of Disaster

Women and Children First II: The Aftermath of Disaster AUTHOR'S NOTE: Many people have asked me to write a followup to my story "Women and Children First". I hope this satisfies their request. One has to first read the original story in order to figure out what has happened so far. -------------------------- The lifeboat containing Mrs. Wilkerson and her three daughters, Elizabeth, Anne, and Margaret, was picked up by the Carpathia and they were safely rescued and returned...

Women and Children First III The Prince

Women and Children First III: The Prince By Melissa Tawn Could the heir to the throne of England be a transsexual? Havelock Ellis and Leonard Stout have to find out. AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am afraid that you have to read the first two installments of this story in order to understand what is going on. Havelock Ellis and the Duke of Windsor were, of course, real persons but all actions and conversations attributed to them in this story are purely fictional. The rumors about the Duke of...

M S Jewellery

Ah, dear reader, you join us at a most auspicious moment, one which may change the lives of a cast of characters which we will shortly meet. Yes, dear reader, perhaps change some lives in a way you might imagine, and perhaps in a way you might not, but certainly not in a way that our protagonists imagine. But before we meet them, our main subjects for discussion, (let us call them Anthony and Theresa, for that is how they introduced themselves one to another) allow me to set the...

The Fictionmaniacs

Based on Bob Dylan's "Desolation Row." This may be archived/posted anywhere: Just give credit where credit is due, thanks! The Fictionmaniacs By Pretzelgirl They're praying for some changing They're putting on pink ballgowns They're shaving off their mustaches And switching their pronouns Soon comes the blond webmistress Her walk's a dreamy dance She leads a troupe of sleepwalkers Reality to romance As the censor waits so vigilant Poised with his attacks I pull on my wig and...

Found in Translation

Found in Translation by Armond *** They are patient. Sparkling. Thrumming. Four perfect platinum monoliths, their faces filled with celestial marks; divine words, of life, of death, of love. They hold a secret, these plates, infinity's key; needing one to come, who, through the simple act of reading, will unlock them. They are waiting. *** 1. Kore "So you are like ...Indiana Jones?" Her broken English was so cute that he resisted answering in his...

Duty Honor Country Family Part 10

Duty, Honor, Country, Family Part Ten By Danielle J Synopsis- A clash between Hiromi and her grandfather nears even after a unexpected event shakes the Watanabe Yakuza. At the same time the Swan Song committee prepares to bring Agent Ripley in from the field, whether she complies or not. Warning- There is a one scene involving violence against a woman that while not graphic could shake up sensitive readers. Thank you to John and Puddin for their help. Author's note- Readers...

Shemales An Appreciation

Androgyne, futari, girly man, he-she, intersexed, hermaphrodite, kathoey, ladyboy, newhalf, shemale, tranny, transgender, transsexual--there are lots of names for chicks with dicks--maybe too many. As whenever such a case presents itself, it is helpful--no, mandatory--that one define one's terms. As used in this essay, "shemale" is reserved for pre-operative transsexuals who have decided that breasts have made them womanly enough and that they will forego sex-reassignment surgery, opting...

Confused I was Part 2

I awoke the next morning which to my thinking is always a good thing! Though to try and figure out what was going through my head and how I was feeling!? All I can say is Claire Rayner & Sigmund Freud would have been stumped!! A young boy describing that he had woken up after a night of dreaming about Marilyn Munroe, you could and would be forgiven for thinking, Mucky Pup!! I have to admit, I did wake in bed that morning doing the best "tent impression" EVER!! However, ask a few...

Shrapnel Splinters

Even naked, at Tanner Stage Two, she is old Enough for a nude man To turn her head; Maybe Freud was right, And we're mindful of sex From our earliest Prepubescent days. A group of nude girls Is always cause of outrage Or excitement; male, Female, or shemale, we look, Wanting that which is denied Us, except as a discovery, An epiphany, a revelation Of pure and naked grace. The cornstalks had the courtesy To form a husky wall Around their frolicking nudity; In the sandy...

Transgender Sex A Liberating Alternative

Transgender Sex: A Liberating Alternative Sex that involves only men and women, whether it is heterosexual or homosexual, eventually becomes tiresome. Both as entities in themselves and as sexual partners, shemales, as a third sex, so to speak, renew and heighten sex and sensuality by combining some of the attributes of each sex, as such crude terms as "chicks with dicks" and "dudes with boobs" suggest. Just when we begin to think that we know it all about men and women and about sex...

The Bisexualizing Effect of Erotica Its Implicatioins for Writers

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

Choices Chapter 7

Choices, Chapter 7 A league's choice "Oh, Maggie," Laird fretted. "Do you think it was wise to quarrel with Blair's teacher? There are so many ways that she can get back at you by punishing him." "Her! Punish her. Didn't we agree always to use female pronouns when speaking of our daughter? How else will Blair be able to adapt successfully to her new gender? She's doing her level best to adapt by wearing girls' clothes twenty-four hours a day. And that's the reason why...

My Pleasures Were Undignified

[The source material's been done to death, of course. A few have even taken it in the direction this story goes. But none have been terribly faithful to the original, and commercial considerations prevented them from following things to their logical conclusion.] My Pleasures Were (To Say The Least) Undignified by Optimizer I've finished preparing the next set of doses and carefully stored them away. I still should have at least another few hours. Just enough time to finish...

The Picture of Dorianne Gray

"Ugh," I thought with disdain the first time I saw my tenth grade pictures. I'm not really sure what I expected. There is only so much the camera can work with. I stood in the hallway, just outside the school office, examining the atrocity that were my school photos. There I was, Charlie Hawthorne, looking like the king of all dorks. With a mop of dull, red hair, a smattering of zits across my face, an oversized pair of plastic-framed eyeglasses, wearing that goofy, shit- eating...

Women want More

The pillow talk of new millennium couples in the 2010 INDIA TODAY-AC Nielsen-ORG MARG sex survey tells an unprecedented story of women's arou*al being thwarted and of romance gone sour. Call it the Eat Pray Love moment in the life of the modern Indian woman. Just as the lead character, Elizabeth Gilbert (Julia Roberts in the film) was asked by her Balinese healer to "pray for sex", the survey finds Indian women meditating intently on the prayer beads of fulfilling and wholesome sex.Shatter...

stoned cum slut

Upon putting their second movie of the evening in the DVD player, "Kill Bill," she rolled up a marijuana joint, knowing full well what smoking a joint does to her. They shared a joint together, and tried to settle on focusing on the movie. She turned to him and said, "I can't focus on this movie right now. I'm too stoned and this movie is requiring too much concentration. Let's go to bed." He complied and they turned the T.V. off. While he was in the bathroom, she quickly took her clothes off...

The Young Master Chapter 3

"That's a good little, sissy. I told you that you could take the whole thing." I feel a sense of ashamed accomplishment as her smooth balls rest on my chin and I smell her intoxicating mix of pomegranate and a hint of musk as my nose crushes into her flawless, taut torso. This was the last time. It had to be. We couldn't keep sneaking around waiting for a chance for a furtive fuck or speedy suck. And if I got caught...no, I didn't even want to imagine what it would be like to be stuck in...

Culture Shock 9 23

It was still dark. And silent. It felt like about four A.M. Elaine was lying on her stomach. She couldn't see the alarm clock, but she didn't want to know the time. One hand was between her legs, but it wasn't moving. It was... reassuring. She wasn't really aware of it. Remembering the fleeting images she'd dreamed, she put them together in her mind. Gary had picked her up after college. He was waiting for her, leaning on some nondescript sports car. He'd embraced her and she'd melted. His...

Humiliated by Mommy part 4

Humiliated by Mommy by Naughtieboys [email protected] © Julian Smith and Em-bare-assed Press 1999-2001. Revised 2013. THIS STORY IS PURE FICTION (or unpure friction) FOR ADULTS ONLY. NO REAL CHILDREN WERE HARMED IN THE PRODUCTION OF THIS STORY. BY READING FURTHER, YOU ARE DECLARING THAT YOU ARE A CONSENTING ADULT. This work is copyright by the author. Commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete and include...

Agents of Gor Part 8

Agents of Gor: Part 8 A Girl prepares to Sleep by Albedo This is a fan-fiction set in the world of the Gor novels. All rights to the characters and situations of the Gor universe belong to John Norman. This work is written without his express permission. This story is explicitly not to be reposted on any pay sites. The author, Albedo, authorizes the readers to archive it for themselves. No other dissemination without the author's permission, please. He can be contacted via his...

Clothing Bet 2

Clothing Bet 2: So as the result of a bet I found myself looking like a semi-naked girl in beauty saloon wearing nothing more than a bra and panties and about to face something even more painful than the waxing - being laced into my first corset. I cannot describe how painful this is if you have not worn a corset yourself. You feel like all the breath has just been crushed out of you before it happens again! And again! And again! Then Eve said "Now Simone, I know you have not worn...

Teenager of the Year Book three

Chapter one: You know that feeling you get where you finally get the one thing you wanted more than anything in the world, only it turns out that it's a horrible mistake and you'd do anything to take it back? I have that right now. "Shit..." I muttered under my breath, panic rising within me as I carefully slipped back into the bedroom, doing my best to avoid any detection from Faye. "Shiiiiiiit." I was still bare-assed naked, meaning my first priority was finding something to...

Better Late Than Never

Better Late Than Never by Ginny Wolf I sat very still at my vanity table for at least ten minutes with the tube of lipstick in my hand. I felt terribly nervous about my first real date with another woman, knowing or hoping that before the night was over we would be making love in my bed. I just sat there, debating whether I had the nerve to follow through with my plan. Oh, I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me explain how I came to this internal debate. I guess my family history is...

Punishment Dress

In the span of history, until relatively recently, a beating was given across the bare flesh, and dress had a significance limited to the procedures and drama of its removal. Before the great change, the chances were that a victim would be crudely stripped and flogged without more ado, but, if dress played any part at all, it was as an agent of humiliation rather than as a layer of protection: a soldier was the more shamed by being stripped of his full-dress uniform, and, by the same token,...

A Modern Romance

A Modern Romance Some people spend years trying to figure out where their particular kinks come from. They spend years in therapy searching their memory for a particular redhead or a half-forgotten TV show in which a villainess wore shiny, shiny gloves. They pay hypnotherapists to reignite their earliest pre-pubescent sparks of desire and cross reference them in Freud or Jung or else wade through scientific papers full of ambiguous brain scans and experimental data trying to untangle...

Stop Digging

Stop Digging by Diane Demoiselle Phyllis' Saturday morning call had surprised me. Actually it wasn't the call itself. It was the nature of the call that was unexpected We've been talking to each other, both on and off the phone, since our first day in college. As newly thrown together roommates, we had warily eyed each other and our respective wardrobes and quickly concluded that we wouldn't be an embarrassment to each other. We've been best friends ever since. Saturday morning...

Springfield Is Burning

SPRINGFIELD IS BURNING (a SIMPSONS fan fiction) by Laika Pupkino ############ ############ Bicycling across a deserted public park on her way home from school in the gloom of an October afternoon, a young schoolgirl is confronted by three bullies. They block her path suddenly, so that she is forced to slam on her brakes. For someone as intelligent as she is, this child can be surprisingly naive. She assumes that other people will be as good-natured as her, or that they'll at...

Cockatoo Part 11

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