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A New Pathway

I called Jim. He was busy so I quickly told him that it got out of hand and that was not me, or what I wanted. He apologized and said he had just felt a connection and assumed I was into guys. He offered, if I ever wanted, to make it up to me with a free ninety minute massage. I said, “See everything is clear, understood and good,” I called the next week to take him up on his offer, and that led to my sexuality spinning out of control. Jim greeted me at the door. I showered and climbed onto...

Massage Pathway

It has been sometime since I ran into Savanah, the TS, in San Francisco. My life is fairly normal, work and divorced, with kids. I am five-foot ten, good-looking, muscular and I am over seven inches, hard. I am very physical, always doing sports activities and being hard on my body. I take care of my body and have a great CMT, or certified massage therapist. I have seen her on a regular basis. The major turn in my life came when my CMT moved away in an emergency to help a sick family member. I...

Empathy

Her fingers delicately glided across the glossy black neck of the violin. With each subtle movement a new vibrant key sung from the voluptuous instrument. Upon her face she wore an expression so serene it was as though she were looking into a distant and private reverie. Sitting on her balcony and bathed in the coral glow of sunset, she lost herself in the moment — as she has many times before. The solo performance was always attended by a single person, the same person. Many times her sat,...

Tea and Empathy

Closing the apartment door with his foot, he sloughed off the tuxedo jacket and snatched the bow tie from around his neck. Another evening wasted listening to VIPs bitch and moan about how they can’t afford yacht marina fees, how expensive it is to buy their kids through ivy league prep schools, how slutty their mistresses are dressing. Blah blah blah. He leaned casually against the wall and slipped off his patent leather dress shoes, then fell heavily into the black leather chair with a deep...

Tea and Empathy

Closing the apartment door with his foot, he sloughed off the tuxedo jacket and snatched the bow tie from around his neck. Another evening wasted listening to VIPs bitch and moan about how they can’t afford yacht marina fees, how expensive it is to buy their kids through ivy league prep schools, how slutty their mistresses are dressing. Blah blah blah. He leaned casually against the wall and slipped off his patent leather dress shoes, then fell heavily into the black leather chair with a deep...

Empathy

"I hate her!" she cried quietly to herself, burying her face in her hands. Lydia crouched at the back of a dark alleyway, her tears lost among the drops of rain that drenched her person. She shook, though from cold or from rage she could not tell. Her short bleach blonde bangs matted uncomfortably, obscuring her vision, even after she withdrew her hands. Having to brush them aside to see again only aggravated her further. Lydia looked down at herself. She was small for her age. People...

Fifteen Forever Girls from Outer SpaceChapter 24 Empathy

The next day Grace woke to the sound of boots scrunching past on the path. She slipped her robe on and got to the window in time to see Cyan and Emerald being taken along past her cottage towards the interrogation building. They looked tiny and scared, next to the burly soldiers, in orange overalls that were far too big, with the sleeves and legs rolled up. She had breakfast and her shower, before settling on the bed to watch for the aliens being brought back. But when they were, at almost...

Incestuous Harem 11 Virgin Gift 1

Chapter Eleven: Virgin Gift By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Zoey Elliston My girlfriend, Stefani, held me from behind, her round breasts pressed into my back as I shuddered. The words choked out of my mouth, admitting that I had masturbated this morning to my little brother. The Squirt. I couldn't be attracted to him. I was gay. Right? I mean, yes, I once wanted to sleep with my dad, but what girl didn't have a crush on the strong, hunky man who raised her? At eighteen, I had...

Incestuous Harem 7 Bratty Sis Gets Soaked

Chapter Seven: Bratty Sis Gets Soaked By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Vicky Samuels “What is going on? I'm on a break?” I texted to my sister as I hurried to the upstairs girls' restroom. I had thirty minutes to satiate my hot pussy. Everyone participating in the debate match today—I coached my high school's team in addition to teaching history—would use the nearer ones. And I needed privacy. My pussy was on fire. Everything was happening at the houses today. My sister and I...

Incestuous Harem 6 Disciplining My Bratty Sis

Chapter Six: Disciplining My Bratty Sis By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Clint Elliston Melody's blonde hair danced about her shoulder as she looked around the grocery store parking lot. We were between the family's SUV and a large, green pickup truck. I wiggled the grape-flavored Popsicle in my hand, a long, slender tube of purple ice wrapped in plastic. My cock throbbed hard in my pants again despite just cumming on my little sister's face. Alicia stood beside Melody, her eyes wide...

Incestuous Harem 1 Popping Kissing Cousin s Cherry

Chapter One: Popping Kissing Cousin's Cherry By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Clint Elliston “Ugh, I can't believe how much homework Ms. Ayers gave us for math,” my cousin and best friend groaned. She shook her head, her braid of sandy-blonde hair dancing across her shoulders. “Doesn't she know it's the weekend, Clint? I don't want to spend it on figuring out sign, cosign, and tangent.” I snorted, nodding my head. Melody hated math. “How long until you scream at your homework and...

Incestuous Love for Jane

This is not a true story. Chapter One: Hide and seek For several years I’ve always thought my sister was attractive. Growing up we were best pals pretty much. When I was the age of 10 I saw my sister nude for the first time, and have had a lust for her ever since. During the summer months of 2013 I went to my Mothers house to visit my brother and sister. My Sister, Jane was 10, and my Brother Matty was 6. I didn’t care to see my mother, I had no relationship with her, and wasn’t...

Incestuous Intentions Part 5

Devin and I presumed our previous awkward relationship. We didn’t speak or openly acknowledge each other's presences, though I was always painfully aware of his. I blamed myself entirely. If it hadn’t been for my stupid jealousy, I would still be in a haze of ignorant, lustful, bliss. But after nearly two weeks of avoiding each other I realized that I’d just expedited the inevitable. I had always expected things would end badly, I’d just hoped it wouldn’t end any time soon. During...

Incestuous Intentions Part 4

I also apologize for the lack of steamy sex in this chapter, I wrote this part in an attempt to explain the feelings and emotions Devin and I went through, as it isn't all beautiful and fun sex. However there is still sex towards the end of this part, just bear with me. The next part will be better. kisses x My date with Grant went as expected. He was funny, uplifting, and supportive as always. Grant and I didn't have a physical relationship. We kissed maybe three times since out...

Incestuous Intentions Part 3

“What was that about?” My best friend Miranda asked me as we collected our books for Biology. “What was what about?” I ask her as I shut my locker. “With Devin just now.” She clarifies. I busy myself with stacking my books in order, feigning nonchalance. “He never hugs you, he never even speaks to you.” She continues. “It’s like you've had cooties since second grade.” I shrug. “He hugs me sometimes.” I argue. “Whatever.” Miranda scoffs. “I bet he is using you to work some...

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