Poetic indian porn

Paramount Rule Poetic Justice

Inga Weber screamed in anguish as the branding iron touched her inner thigh. The searing agony was the likes of which she had never known; a unique indecision between heat and freezing cold. Her body convulsed causing her hands to jerk backwards. They were bound behind her back as she lay across a small wooden framework which had been secured to the dungeon floor. Her legs were secured in shackles which were rooted to the ground. As her wrists jerked upon the rope, a second howl of pain filled...

Poetic Stimulation

This story is dedicated to the curvy, voluptuous women who will always be loved, while I was inspired by a woman in particular, I was also inspired by a song from Isaac Hayes, “The Look of Love”, respectively ©1973. However, I dedicate this to the curvaceous, the confident, and the lovely voluptuous women in the world. Cindy was a caring, warm-hearted woman who just got out of a bad relationship with a man of four years. She cooked, cleaned, and worked two jobs just to keep him happy. A...

Interracial

Poetic justice

POETIC LICENCEIt had taken me a while, but finally I had all the arrangements in place for today, she was in for a fun day, not that she knew it, she was still asleep nearly a hundred miles away.I grinned to myself as I sent the first of many texts "wakes wakey, it's a beautiful day and I've arranged a surprise, follow my instructions to clam your prize. Best underwear, stockings a must, that summer dress I like, the one that highlights your bust. 30 minutes you have, to dress and comply, I...

A poetic story and a joke

I have been going through a terrible time for so many years.I can't go into details about what happened to me, because I'm not supposed to.One day I will tell my wives about it. One day we will all lie in bed together and talk of the things I suffered.But allow me to describe those many sexual events in a poetic way.It was like being in a plane piloted by a fool. A girl. He parents are the best of their generation. I was still a baby when they were making history.They could not accept that...

Poetic Justice

Poetic Justice by Jennifer Chapter 1 Friday night; 11:35 PM - Somewhere along Route 264; just outside of Falling Rock, AZ. Her head bobbed rhythmically to the beat of the blaring radio; it was difficult to stay focused on what I was trying to do. "Oh yeah . . . " I managed to groan. With her free hand, she grabbed a handful of her flowing hair and flipped it to the other side of her head . . . away from her face. As I took a quick look down at her, she gave me a...

Altered Fates Poetic Justice

POETIC JUSTICE © Jennifer Adams, 1997 Jim watched the big titted blonde, all covered in cum, as Tony pulled away from her. He still chuckled in his mind. He twisted the necklace in his fingers and thought about what she had said about it turning her into a woman. A smile broke upon his face. She sure was a good fuck. Even if she had a little trouble giving head. Maybe she really was a guy. 'Nah,' he thought. 'That's impossible.' Tony finally got the car back onto the highway....

SRU Poetic License

SRU - Poetic License by Black Sheep Upon this electronic page I paint our rather common stage, And what is more, to make things worse I frame our characters in verse. All this I hope you may excuse And that this story may amuse - Because it touches on that theme Which courses through our secret dreams. Our hero, who I'm sure you'll like Was known, 'til recently, as Mike. What caused the change a few can tell Though none can understand it well. It seems poor Michael had a...

Poetic Justice

Warning--some people may find parts of this story in bad taste. Poetic Justice by Joannebarbarella I see this nice-looking young boy in Starbucks. He seems very downcast and my heart goes out to him. The coffee-shop is not crowded so I can't use the excuse of no seats to sit next to him. I decide on the direct approach. "May I sit with you?" I ask him. He looks at me suspiciously. "If you want to," he says, so I sit. "What's a nice boy like you doing in a place like...

Poetic Justice

Poetic Justice By Bonnie Lea Come on into my room I have a big surprise Take my hand, precious one I want you to close your eyes Now open them and see Here's what we're going to do All of the things you've seen me wear Are all laid out for you Now don't be shy, my little one Or try to hesitate We must get you ready for you to see You're very special date First, go into the shower Cover your body with this Nair I want you to remove All that unwanted body hair After...

Depravity s Daughter 2

For a few nights, I kept her sheltered and under the care of my home. When we went out together, it was only across the acres I owned. She would play happily, barefoot and naked while I watched. And then sometimes she would turn to look at me and get a shy, wicked look in her eyes. And when she made sure she had my attention, she would lay back on the dead ground and finger herself. I learned to use and take advantage of those playful moments. I would stand up and approach her while she...

The Waking Dream

London, Spring 1816 He clearly remembered when he first became aware of a hint of unease; a sense of otherworldly darkness. Before then in his life, of course, he had moments of disquiet in terms of worry and fretting, but they were normal daylight concerns. He remembered as if from a great distance his medical training in the cool grey light of Edinburgh, his careful studies on sleepwalking and the huge effort in gaining his qualifications. These now seemed almost childlike matters as if that...

Historical

Juventas Take A Cutie and TURN HER OUT

JuventasA Devout Intense Erotic Psalm About An Omnipotent Threesome:Sexually Teaching A Young Exquisite Goddess Eroticism, Romance, and Spirituality John, “Big John” GallivanWarrior Poet/Erotic PsalmistViking GladiatorandChristine Elaine HarrisSpiritual Poetess/Romantic PsalmistSpiritual Poetesswww.eroticpsalms.comI am John GallivanThe Viking Gladiator, the Warrior Poet, and the Erotic Psalmist.The Diplomat of Wisdom. The Nightclub Bouncer. The Modern Day Gladiator of 2011.The Loving Knight....

Framing Erotica

Framing Erotica By Cal Y. Pygia The aim of erotic literature is to excite its reader sexually. Its goal is to cause male readers to attain and maintain a penile erection. Its intent is to cause female readers' vaginas to lubricate themselves and/or to cause women to attain and maintain a clitoral erection. More than most--perhaps all--other forms of literature, erotica demonstrates the physiological effects of fiction upon readers. One--and perhaps the primary--way by which...

Slaves of the Amethyst part fifteen

Rebecca woke first in the cellars and gazed in total satisfaction at the sleeping Jennifer, face down, at her side. She was beautiful with her auburn tresses lying in a great sheath on the pillow. Fondly Rebecca stroked her back feeling the traces of the whip on the velvet skin. Jennifer stirred and murmured in her sleep. Rebecca felt an over powering love for the lovely girl at her side and bent to kiss her softly on the back. Part of her mind was still lost in the enchantment of the afternoon...

Dreams of A Temptress

Dreams of a TemptressAn Erotic Psalm of a Woman’s Desires and Fantasies Inscribed Poetically by Masculine ExpertiseJohn, “Big John” GallivanWarrior Poet/Erotic Psalmist“Viking Gladiator”www.eroticpsalms.comI was at my boyfriend’s house last night to get laid,But I must wholeheartedly confess that the sex was awful,And I certainly didn’t go….THERE!Why didn’t eat vivaciously eat my tender pussy for hours?!Why didn’t he passionately drink the sinuous nectar from my beautiful cunt?!Why is that he...

Momentary lightness of being

I had sex with poetry last nightin a dim lit setting fit for admiringthe muscle's that faded off the candlelight perfect in every way was her undressand beautiful was her bare nakednesstender was her love as she express to me her poetic intercoursekisses faded into your lipsas mine disappeared hands rushing on bare skin pulling at our most sensitive spotsour heartsbeating as one our bodies creatingthis sexual ball as if the juice's we form became one with selfon the road to her poetic...

At The Appointed Hour

At the appointed hour that morning he made for the closed door, knocked and smiled to see that it pushed open a fraction as the catch gave. ‘Greetings,’ he said quietly and bowed before looking each way down the corridor, and sliding into her room, pushing the door gently closed, with a discrete click. ‘I am here for that breakfast you promised me.’ ‘Hola hombre,’ she responded calmly, as she sat on her bed, closing her kimono and watching him peer at her quizzically through the half-opened...

Battleship Prien the living hell for nazis prisoners

Battleship Prien, the living hell for nazis' prisoners Authors: Noemi Salvadge & Mister Johnson Author's emails: Noya2929 [at] gmail [dot] comTags: M/f, M/f+, F/f, F/f+, F+/f+, interracial, modification, snuff, Tit Torture, feet, slavery, bondage, real, torture, nc, Extreme, Scifi Introduction Summary Germany won the Second World War with the aid of Japan. 56 years later the rest of the Solar System is colonized, full with Battleships of the two superpower Empires. In 2001 Battleship Gunther...

Depravity s Daughter 1

Lucius It all started with a man named Lott, with two Ts. He and his wife were trying to escape Gomorrah, when she turned back. Just kidding. Actually, now that I think about it, if you spin the story in the right light and tell a few lies, that’s not so far off. Anyway, the truth was that I never wanted to be the king of vampires. I never wanted most parts of the story that happened, really. All I had wanted to begin with was a specific set of tarot cards. ———— “Hello, Sirekiller.” I...

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,...

Imogen a Harry Potter taleChapter 11

As Harry, Ron and Hermione made their way to Snape's potions class, Ron wondered if Hermione would carry her little joke too far. The night before the Gryffindor common room had witnessed the second annual Useless Spell contest, and Ron was still suffering under the effects of the curse Hermione had placed on him. Harry's offering for the contest was a charm that untied a person's shoelaces. But this was judged by Fred and George to have a practical use - it could be done not just to...

A Dark Cloud Before US

You have been anticipating seeing me for a week now, and you know as well as I do you can wait no longer. You come to my home, and open the door ever so gracefully; your eyes go from glancing at the ground to gazing into mine. You are taken by my stare, and nearly quiver at the sight of me, as I do you. No words are said, for you and I know exactly what one another is thinking. In the background, tantalizing music is playing, music that seems to set the scene ever so perfectly. Just...

Erotic

Wolf Creek Ch 11

Ada Albin Raven and Frank Wolf were married on a beautiful, clear and crisp, spring morning in 1927 in the glade by the cascading eastern arm of Wolf Creek about midway between Brook House and Hagen’s Saw Mill in the lower reaches of Hahn’s Peak. Ada had wanted to be married in the open air of the Rocky Mountains, and she could think of no more beautiful spot than the one where she and Pete Fair had met and made love. She meant no disrespect for her new husband, but her afternoons spent...

The Last Night Ch 03

Another woman pushes her way into my company. I don’t want to be here. I want to go home. It’s all I can do to remain and answer the bantering of these people. ‘Aren’t you…yes, it is you! How are you?’ She is short and chubby. Her hair is damp and frizzy. I remember her from my homeroom. I never liked her but she always liked me. I smile, attempting to excuse myself but she will have none of it. ‘You know, I had such a crush on you.’ She tells me. ‘If it hadn’t been for Stephaney I would...

Young Bess Part Three

YOUNG BESS ? PART THREE By Jane Howard This little tale is reader driven, and your suggestions are taken most seriously. As you express your ideas in your reviews, I try to incorporate them into the story line provided that I can. New readers are invited to try Part Three, and if you like it to pick the story up from the beginning. This has all been such fun! Thanks so much to Bluto, Bruce, C-Monster, Jezzi, the fabulous Elaine, and other readers for your encouragement. Without...

Humor

My Despair

My Despair Synopsis: When pre-op Jerri Lynn is violently raped by the mayor's son, which caused Jerri Lynn to be ostracized by the community. When the case is dismissed due to improper handling of evidence, she plans a revenge that only her best friend's Love prevents, leading to her finding peace as she gives up her anger and embraces Love. [*][*][*] Well, here I am, in the afterglow of love with my beloved husband, Grant who has never doubted me, or our Love. But it was not always...

BethChapter 45

August 14, 2017 Dear Ms. Diary, Shortly after we woke, it came back to all of us that we won the state championship yesterday! We were suitably giddy for some time, but Heather’s thigh began claiming her attention, so we got out of bed to deal with that and start the day. Dad had the sports page of the local paper on the kitchen table when we arrived for breakfast. We read the front-page account with renewed giddiness. It got a couple minor things wrong, but it was pretty good. After...

Rape s ProgressChapter 20

by Sebastian X I was surprised to receive an invitation to the new bishop's inaugural garden party. One endorsed, "Be there, Sebastian, or else... " in red ink. An invitation to tea and cucumber sandwiches with the city's genteel elite is not usually accompanied by a threat. Nor are such invitations extended to Organization executives of my humble status. Particularly ones with a criminal record for rape, albeit a record destined to be destroyed on my eighteenth birthday. Following my...

Journey of a Pain Slut Act 5

The girl begged so well. Her eyes stared back at me, and as she said “Please,” it was unclear whether she was pleading for the horror to stop or whether she was desperate for more. I shifted uncomfortably as a burgeoning erection began to push at my jeans. The girl, young and nubile, was not my slut and she would never be able to replace her, even in my mind’s eye, but she suffered so well. I watched as the sackcloth bags filled with bricks and tied around her ankles pulled her stretched...

Your Wish Come True revised Chapter 9 Discoveries

Your Wish Come True by Pol Roger Chapter 9 Discoveries She makes discoveries about herself and the future becomes clearer STILL rather stunned and excited by her new apartment, Mandy decided she needed to get two things fairly urgently: her own new mobile phone and a new computer. She locked the apartment and, taking advantage of a lull in the rain, walked up to Chesham Place where she...

Bimbo Pop Princess

Prologue – Candy Records The auditorium was filled to the brim. In the modest country town, high-profile entertainment was a rare occurrence. Knowing this, when the local high school got to host a sponsored singing competition, the locals didn’t stop to ponder whether they really were interested in watching teenagers make fools of themselves. Indeed, most of the townsfolk had never heard of this ‘Candy Records’ label, and generally expected nothing more from the event than an utterly tacky...

Futa Naked In School 06 Futa s Taboo Naked Performance Chapter 3 Juliet s Futa Taboo Passion

Chapter Three: Juliet's Futa Taboo Passion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Xochitl Estevez's Week, Tuesday I was so confused. What was wrong with me? Why did that look in my futa-sister's eyes scare me? It was so intense. I felt like if I let her kiss me, if I let her make love to me before the rest of the cast and crew for the play, I would be lost. Lost in what? I shook my head. It was so much easier when I just hated my older futa-sister. When I fumed at her for ripping off my...

Rachel s Fire 04

(FORBIDDEN) Somewhere under that giant blue quilt over there my boyfriend Gavin is curled up having innocent dreams. I can hear him whispering to himself. He often does that when hes sleeping. I sometimes wake up in the darkness to hear snatches of his confused conversation. I can never make out whole sentences. Just the occasional word. Its almost 4.00 in the morning and Im sitting pretty much naked before the glare of this cold glass once more. Mirrors play an important part in my life. Not...

Boarding School Encounter 03 Tabitha Molested by Henrietta s Pussy Tentacles

Chapter Three: Tabitha Molested by Henrietta's Pussy Tentacles By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Tabitha screamed. I screamed. My heart hammered in absolute shock. Our small bedroom in the Kensington Boarding School swam around me. This was impossible. This could not be happening. Out of all the strange, life-changing things that happened today, this was too much. I had four purple tentacles sprouting out of my pussy and wrapped about Tabitha's head and flaming hair. The appendages...

The Escapist

Her lips cried no, but her body writhed with carnal passion. Her cries fell on deaf ears, but the language her body spoke was one her incestuous family knew well. Her body began to quiver against her will. She was cumming, and cumming hard. As her uncle, brother, and father filled her every orifice with their cum, and as her stepmother, aunt, and twin sisters watched with lustful stares, she was filled with so much shame, guilt, and hatred that it felt as though her soul was breaking into...

Body of a Man Mind of Machine Chapter Three 1

“Sir, Akim Yellas has just fallen to the ground in the parking lot. He’s dead, sir,” stated Adrian’s subordinate in Russian, talking through a cell phone. The man was crouched on a rooftop in St. Petersburg with a sniper rifle pressed against his shoulder, practically invisible in the winter night. Down below was a quaint diner with a dead body lying sprawled out on the snowy parking lot. Scared onlookers surrounded the corpse, one of which was trying to perform CPR. Inside, the staff...

Giratina

Her eyes were the color of the purest Amethyst, and soft pink lips. He watched her play with her Pokémon and laugh. Her laugh made him smile and lightened his soul. Every day he would watch her in her room, outside, when she bathed. Oh how he wished she could come and be with him. He closed the looking portal between the worlds and looked at his bleak and muted world. sighing he laid down to rest a bit after watching the girl, she had already gone to sleep and he was already so tired. He...

Vocation

This is what happens when I attempt to write a short "flash" story. I feel sincere admiration for authors who can craft a well-formed tale in a few thousand words; I don't have that gift. Readers should be warned this is an extremely graphic -- or graphically extreme -- story. If you have read my other stories, this one is darker. I was inspired to try my hand after reading some erotic horror anthologies, and the genre is not the one I usually practice. I've tried to attach appropriate...

Pt 2 The Princess And The General

“Guardsssssss” screams the king, he still cannot believe that his general, the man he trusts more than anyone in his kingdom, would do this to his only daughter. 10 guards rush into the room and he screams “Arrest General Temanka, take him to the main dungeon and make sure he is chained to the block of stone in the middle of that room, make sure he’s secure, he must not escape”. At that moment the king did not notice the princess’s look of vindictive pleasure, he does not know the role...

Historical Erotica Ch 02

Note to Reader: It’s 1532 and the main character, Leyla Khanom, is a Harem girl of Turkish Anatolian origin. A raven beauty with dark hair and eyes with light skin, she is a woman of great intellect, culture and possess artistic and musical qualities. A great conversationalist who can hold discussions on Greek Philosophy, Astronomy, Theology, Political strategy, Poetry and great works of literature. But Leyla is not just dinner entertainment, she has political ambitions and wishes to use her...

Sharing Claire The Agony The Ecstasy Part 12

Neil was sat up in bed when I entered our bedroom in the early hours of Wednesday morning. I could see his eagerness to hear details, but suddenly I felt incredibly tired. I guess excitement and adrenaline had driven me on through these last hours of our energetic love-making at Jason’s. But now back in the real world, all I wanted to do was sleep.“I’m sorry, honey, can it wait until tomorrow. I’m totally whacked and right now, all I can think of is sleep. I promise I’ll tell you everything...

Wife Lovers

Sharing Claire The Agony The Ecstasy Part 12

Neil was sat up in bed when I entered our bedroom in the early hours of Wednesday morning. I could see his eagerness to hear details, but suddenly I felt incredibly tired. I guess excitement and adrenaline had driven me on through these last hours of our energetic love-making at Jason’s. But now back in the real world, all I wanted to do was sleep.“I’m sorry, honey, can it wait until tomorrow. I’m totally whacked and right now, all I can think of is sleep. I promise I’ll tell you everything...

Wife Lovers

Eighteen Hours of Rain

Everyone knows the name Kim Philby. You all know the notorious Cambridge Five spy ring. Unlike that famous quintet you have never heard this tale before. You have never heard the name, “Jean de Langham,” unless perhaps you are a massive fifties film fan. So sit down, pour a scotch, grab a cigarette if you’re so inclined, and listen up. The Soviet Cheka was more professional than most people realise. Often in Western capitalist made movies their agents are portrayed as brutal, inelegant thugs....

Historical

Marine Gunny Holsom and Project Engineer Tucker

Marine Gunny Holsom and Project Engineer Tucker ByBuck JonesInto the office walked Tucker, the well-educated, temperamental engineer, on the first day of his eight week deadline, a gig taken only because an old military friend was in a bind. Heads turned. The mature, distinguished Inspector inevitably drew everyone’s attention. Standing in front of the open area, Tucker looked about him for the office marked INSPECTIONS. At that moment, Eric Holsom stepped out of his office into the open area....

The Muses

Here is a new universe that I challenge everybody to write in. I don't think anybody has quite had an idea like this before. A person can live a book, movie, TV show, etc., and THEN have to go further once it reaches the end of the known storyline. Interesting! I dare you all to try! Raven "The Muses" by Raven Jack was causally strolling through the wide indoor avenues of the mall when he noticed a new store. It struck him as rather curious because he was in the mall on a...

That ll Teach You

That'll teach you! - Halloween 1999 Story Competition. Written by Kathy Core. * Disclaimer: Permission is granted to Fictionmania to archive this story, but anyone else should know better than to publish muck like this around the internet. This story (c)1999 Kathy Core - Do not reproduce without consent. * (i.) Storm clouds brewed overhead, a typical October night. The yellow ochre and burnt umber of the season scattered far and wide, tinting the landscape in every...

Chatting with Jenny Adams

Chat Guest: Jenny Adams On Saturday October 16, 1999 6PM PST Moderated by Bashful Edited by Anne-Mal Jenny can be e-mailed at: [email protected] Jenny has a book called "Change of Life" published by Reluctant Press. Why does she use the name Jenny Adams? Simply put, when I began writing to submit to Reluctant Press, all the authors used female pen names. Since my real name and the name Jennifer start with the same letter, I took it. Then I started posting stories to the...

The Secret Biker Chick A Tale Of The Fag Hag

The Secret Biker Chick: another tale of the Evil Fag-Hag Irene U. Dean wasn't exactly human, she was centuries ago but her path was set through ages of miserable karma lifetimes. As initiate of a dying ancient faith, when impure male warriors decided to overturn the Goddess in Nature and deny the Lunar deity. Rogue males in rebellion against the Divine Mother, our Earth herself! It all seemed so logical at the time, worship the Sun instead. One Sun equals one God, a man of course....

Your Wish Come True Chapter 9 Discoveries

"Your Wish Come True" by Pol Roget Chapter 9 Discoveries She makes discoveries about herself and the future becomes clearer. __________ STILL rather stunned by her new apartment, Mandy decided she needed to get two things fairly urgently: her own new mobile phone and a new computer. She locked the apartment and, taking advantage of a lull in the rain, walked up to Chesham Place where she caught a cab to Oxford Circus. She intended to visit a computer shop she had...

Gifts Given and Received

Gifts Given and Received By Cal Y. Pygia From the beginning, when my breasts first began to bud--that was my true beginning --men accepted my offer of them, pleased to receive such gifts. My admirers, admiring them, circled their soft, tender areolas with the tips of their forefingers, as delicately as though they were outlining the circle of an angel's halo. They pressed their lips to their nipples, as if my breasts were mouths to be kissed, and, oh! how my nipples responded,...

Short Strokes

BUFFETED Wave upon wave Unfurls upon the shore, White spumes Flooding golden sands; Before this splendor, I stand, Erect, wondering how, again, I find in everything A metaphor for your burial Deep inside my ass. HARD LOOKS When I look into the looking-glass, A lass, and not a lad, looks back; We see what we need to see, Just as we are what we need to be. TARGETED I target you, your hair of gold, The honey color of you flesh, Knowing you are ambrosia, Whether clothed...

Maiden Kisses A Poem of Foreplay

Maiden KissesA Duet Spiritual Romantic Poem and Erotic Psalm of KissingJohn, “Big John” GallivanWarrior Poet/Erotic Psalmist“Viking Gladiator”AndChristine Elaine HarrisRomantic Psalmist/Spiritual Poetess“Spiritual Poetess”www.eroticpsalms.comI am th[/b]e Viking Gladiator, the warrior poet, the erotic psalmist,And no declaration is more divine and profound than this:To be enchanted by a lovely maiden with seductive girly kisses,Is so incredible beyond leaps and bounds.For being tremendously...

Patroit Games Part 3

This is the continuing saga of a submissive mild-mannered computer software salesman, who has been drafted by HLS to go undercover as a female impersonator. His training as a woman is completed, and he is cut loose by his not so loving wife. Stay tuned for the rest of the story. A NOTE REGARDING THIS STORY: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of the characters depicted in the story to actual individuals is coincidental. All events are the sole responsibility of the...

Limitless Wishes Dajinni and the Wish Flurry

[Edited version. Thanks a lot to Catfish who did a great job at painstakingly pointing out thousands of minor and major errors!] ==== Chapter One: Dajinni ===== I walked home from school. The P.E. class had run late, so it was already 5 PM. I was alone, too - my best friend Maputo had skipped the afternoon classes. It was my birthday - I was eighteen as of today. So I was pretty sure I knew what was going on: Maputo was preparing a surprise for me at home. Just as I crossed...

Lady Ann s Greatly Extended Holiday Chapter Thirty Four

Chapter Thirty Four Servant & Lady 1 Ann had a delicious breakfast in the hotel dining room, sitting quietly thoughtful with Richard. "Ann dear, you seem of dour disposition today," he said. "Are you alright?" She smiled quickly and falsely. "I'm fine, thank you darling. Just considering what it will be like to be home. So much... has changed since I was there last." "Indeed it has my dear. You're soon to be married to the most eligible bachelor in England. Your life...

Shameless

Author's Note: I'm a big fan of Kate's terrific forced fem stories featuring the "Sissy Mister" store, so this is my attempt at writing something along those lines. However--because it's me--it's different, so while some elements may seem familiar to readers of those stories, I've tried to treat them primarily as loose inspirations. The biggest difference is that while forced fem stories focus on the humiliation aspect--and this story has plenty of that!--I quickly realized that the...

Pay it Forward and other drabbles

Pay it Forward by Incognito, Jackie Blue and Abdul Part 1 by Incognito 2146. The development of nano-modification had come far enough for people to change both their bodies and minds with the help of technology. However, lawmakers quickly saw the dangers of this. To be able to modify ones own body - or someone else's mind - at will had gigantic moral implications, and it needed to be controlled. It was decided that as long as the changes were registered, physical modification should...

First time blues

I, satyam and suri are like minded batch mates at engineering college… despite busy with well paid jobs we maintained constant contact…continued to do so even after getting married … to implement our student day pact…met periodically to review progress …decided that nothing can be done till each of us became parents of two kids…and waited…a year later, i am blessed with twins …satyam and suri had a kid each … ‘…fellows…i am more ready than you…‘i often teased them…two years passed by… a week...

Tai s Story Chapter Nine

Chapter nine Ginger staying in my bed became the norm for us over the next few weeks. She just seemed to slip straight into my life and it was so easy we didn't fight or argue. She got on so well with Talia it was like they were sisters. I did feel sorry for Alex who was now feeling a little left out. She seemed very sad and disconsolate. I think the penny was starting to fall. She was starting to realise that the chances of Ben returning were slim to non-existent and it showed on...

Bella and the Beast

Bella and the BeastA Horror Story of Animal Lust and a Young GirlIntroduction and Disclaimer This is a story of a thirteeen-year-old girl who becomes the object of a strange, mythic, humanoid creature. The Beast has a primordial, imperative drive to mate, but has endured decades without opportunity. He happens to encounter a rare candidate—lovely, young Bella. It is a violent story of inter-species sex, and readers who are under eighteen, and those who would be offended by a very...

His Fairy Lover

Dympna of the Sí, is hungry. Her lover has gone west to meet the setting sun and to mourn her, she has taken no nourishment for seven full moons, one for every three years they were together.Even the fae of the otherworld must feed, and for her to feed she must take a special lover. She casts her net far and wide, and soon she smiles. She has found a poet, and this one has a penis. When did she last taste a fine, fat, meaty cock?*Dermot Fitzgibbon looks around the room and sighs. Surgical...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi

Metamorphoses Chapter 2 What Daphne Did Next

I’m a scientist, you know. Actually, I’m a doctor. I fix people. And I know how. So I don’t believe in miracles or the paranormal. Generally speaking, things happen for a reason, according to relatively predictable principles. My job is to learn what those principles are and to work with them.My name’s Lucy, and my specialism is sex. Sounds fun, you think? Yes, it is – but perhaps not always the way you might expect. I work at the Institute for Sexual Medicine. I deal with issues of fertility,...

Threesomes

The Apple Doesn t Fall Far from the Tree Ch 02

by Fidget Chapter 2 - Completing the Circle "I think our changes are getting stronger, Amy. I've been feeling... really horny around you lately. Even more than usual," Josh grunted during one of Amy's daily after-school visits. His large dick throbbed visibly against his athletic shorts, and his new girlfriend's eyes widened rhythmically in excitement with each pulse. "It's making it... hard to think," he concluded roughly, as his own eyes hungrily devoured his girlfriend's curves....

He She is Typing Pt 01

JOANNAIt's my son's school play today. Backstage, teachers and parents rush fussily from here to there amid a flock of costumed kids. It’s not how I usually allow myself to get. But I'm the class's resident Journalist Mom and I’ve let them suck me into this fully. The play's star and guest of honor happens to be an alumnus who went on to become a moderately famous rock climber, and with him, he brings the attention of three local TV stations. The situation required media skills and my help was...

Cheating

Salting the Earth

“Gordon, are you sure you don’t want Molly or one of your children here with you?” Dr. Bartle had been my physician for 15 years. From his gentle tone and hesitant manner, I knew that this wasn’t a persistent flu or something similar. I’d been losing weight, had steady abdominal pain and off and on nausea for more than a month. The kids were out of the house and doing well in their careers and Molly was out of town helping her mother deal with the estate of her recently deceased...

The Preacher ManChapter 52 A New Order

Time: July 5, 8244 11:59 AM I calmed myself by gazing outward through the auditorium's northern windows. They presented a fine prospect of one of my favorite inner courtyards, the one named The Stone Fields of Falling Waters. Stone is a very modest word for the splendor. The crystal mosaics are stunning in their beauty, perhaps especially the amethyst falls. Smiling at the beauty, I realized with a start that after a year of being the 85th Cunif Califar, the palace complex at Bandar Arenas...

My Little VentrueChapter 11

~~Julias~~ A sleeping Kindred is not really sleeping. Instead, they are nearly in torpor, an undead coma. When the sun disappears, they wake in an almost jarring pulse of energy from their dead body jamming vitae through their limbs. Older Kindred, like Julias, had long learned to rise with awareness and efficiency. Younger Kindred like Beatrice rose with a startle, as if someone had injected adrenaline straight into their heart. They had fallen asleep together on his couch when dawn...

A Fresh Start EpilogueChapter 9 The Next Generation

Fall 2015 The pressure continued piling up on Hillary through the fall. The seamiest item that came up was when a price list emerged of Presidential favors that could be sold in exchange for campaign contributions. For one amount you could spend a night in the Lincoln Bedroom. For another figure you could dine with the President for breakfast or lunch, and larger figures got you dinner, cocktail parties, and state dinners. There was a separate price list for Camp David. It was like renting a...

Revenge Inc at Golden GrottoChapter 4

With the tropical storm, which had wimpy winds but some decent rain downpour along its fast moving wake, I didn't think that anyone would be expecting our boys back in Miami anytime soon. No one would probably think twice if they remained down here out of contact for several extra hours or maybe even a day. The roads down here were bad enough when dry and now were even worse when flooded. This wouldn't have been the first time that weather had kept the party going for an extra day....

1 Clan Amir A Fighting HeritageChapter 05

All of the Military forces in the region use the same establishment and rank system. Twenty member platoons plus a commander, ten platoons to a company with a commander and radio operator; thus a company of two hundred and twelve troops. A regiment of six companies with a command unit of a regimental commander, a regimental sergeant major, a five person communications squad, and a medical support platoon with a doctor in command. Making a regiment consisting of one thousand, three hundred men...

No Contest Book 1 Learning the Rules the Early 80sChapter 6

Joe hardly remembered passing out in his bed. Somehow he managed to at least set his alarm clock. His head throbbed slightly from the wine and pot. Putting his pants on over his boxers, his t shirt on, he made his way down to the dining area. Melissa, the pretty student workshop assistant met him with a chuckle. “Bedhead,” she explained. He shrugged and got coffee and juice and a small bowl of oatmeal, sweetening it with honey. Nodding at the few fellow workshoppers there, he sat beside...

Aggy book 2Chapter 10

McCock was entering the shuttle when he remembered. The Queen settled beside him and the PGS trooper closed the hatch and mounted next to the driver. They set off and McCock raised the matter, "Ma'am, what with the hard space work being done, the Flock are finding they are out of our depth with the very high level mathematics involved plus the demands of their command responsibilities don't leave enough time for research these days. I ask permission to approach MU for a mathematican, if...

The Troubled Celestial RiverChapter 2

Hiro sat in his new office on Jupiter Station reviewing the reports from his staff. They were compiling a list of technologies, and evaluating available Confederacy technology with their understanding of Mitsubishi developments to see which ones would offer the most likely benefits. Each department head was diving into a different aspect of ship technology, from energy and propulsion, to sensors, to weapons, communications and other ship’s systems. Within this box of puzzle pieces might...

Futa Naked in School 06 Futa s Taboo Naked PerformanceChapter 3 Juliet rsquo s Futa Taboo Passion

Xochitl Estevez’s Week, Tuesday I was so confused. What was wrong with me? Why did that look in my futa-sister’s eyes scare me? It was so intense. I felt like if I let her kiss me, if I let her make love to me before the rest of the cast and crew for the play, I would be lost. Lost in what? I shook my head. It was so much easier when I just hated my older futa-sister. When I fumed at her for ripping off my style of tight jeans and belly shirts. When I moaned in annoyance as she fucked...

Freedom of AssociationChapter 2

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...

Freedom of AssociationChapter 3

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....

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,...

No Contest Book 3 Tallying the Score 2001 2003Chapter 24

Cheryl met Joe at LAX, giving him an intense hug and kiss. As soon as his luggage arrived, she pulled him away from the others and into her rental car. Rachel had a limo waiting, but Cheryl wanted Joe. Taking him to her hotel room, she ravaged him before he ravaged her. Despite depleted energy, he managed to be as relentless as she needed. Her frequent, ramping orgasms definitely helped keep his energy up. They said little on the way there. Cheryl about the kids. Joe about Hong Kong and...

The DefencemanChapter 15

I woke up Monday morning with Vicky still draped on top of me hugging me tightly. The clock showed it was quarter to seven so it was time to get up. I gently lifted her up and put her beside me and quickly got up to shower and shave after using the washroom. I got dressed and wrote her a note that I would see her at lunch at the cafeteria at the Central Campus at noon and hoped she had a good morning. I left the note on the table and left the apartment for morning practice. It was early so I...

No Rings She Donned

It was a rainy dreary day in the Pacific Northwest and I was in my favorite coffeehouse working on one of my poetical prose, a lost art of the 15th and 16th century. When this young woman came in that I guessed to be a university student, yet she dressed with class. A tight white sweater, short skirt that showed off her long tanned shapely legs (my weakness.) I looked her over as she stood in line and she looked me over where I sat with a mischievous smile on her full lips. Then I looked at the...

Neve and the Sandman

"In the repertoire of my being, that of a mortal with creative juices...I, The Sandman and sweeper of sensuality make my nightly journey to seek out the one female creature that I might make my own.”Neve read these words to herself, then said aloud, “The sweeper of sensuality huh? Not in my experience.”Neve sat back in her bed. The story was from one of those online sites that specialized in more adult themed stories. Stories of erotic encounters between two or more people that resulted in hot...

Supernatural

No Rings She Donned

It was a rainy dreary day in the Pacific Northwest and I was in my favorite coffeehouse working on one of my poetical prose, a lost art of the 15th and 16th century. When this young woman came in that I guessed to be a university student, yet she dressed with class. A tight white sweater, short skirt that showed off her long tanned shapely legs (my weakness.) I looked her over as she stood in line and she looked me over where I sat with a mischievous smile on her full lips. Then I looked at the...

Wife Lovers

Is Greg Cheating Yes And It s Time For Revenge

"Hey, Grace?!" I yelled, running to her."What, did you miss me already, Dahlia?" she asked, turning to me."Maybe, but I have an idea to make things up to your hubby, let's have a threesome with him.""Really, even after all that shit that just went on in there?""Yes, it’s a Saturday night, and even though I never met your husband, I'm sure he'd go apeshit if he got to have sex with two beautiful ladies. Let him see how well you know how to eat pussy, and he doesn't need to know...

Threesomes

The Proposal Chapter 1

For my workout plan, I usually vary my heavy lifting to every other day, alternating between upper body and lower. Sunday, I set aside for recovery. Having a balanced program where you don’t over tax your muscles is important to an overall fitness plan. My name is Jason Alexander, and I’ve been addicted to body building since I was a teen. Fitness was my life… literally. My wife Allison is a licensed dietitian who is going to school part time to become a registered nurse. She has a daily...

Wife Lovers

Girlfriend and Boyfriend Abducted

The attractive brunette had a dark brown ponytail, chestnut-brown eyes with hints of caramel tones around the irises, and a delicate nose fitted perfectly to her elegantly chiseled face. The third-year college student’s pale body sported medium-sized breasts with large areolae of lightest pink. The girl’s closely shaved pubic area left her sex especially bare and exposed. She was slender, perhaps a little on the bony side, but not without some muscle; she’d been playing track and field since...

One wild night for a sweet little southern girl

This is a story of my first real sexual miss-adventure and while almost all is true I did take some poetic license here and there. I still cannot believe it really happened, but that’s life. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did living it and then writing in down!! I am a 41 year old house wife with 2 kids and a loving husband. I’m very stable now and have no real worries about money or love. Gary, my husband, is the kind of man who makes my life easy. We have sex regularly and I love it....

The Switch 3 road trip

On Friday night we were relaxing at home after a busy workweek. It was a week after we had discovered the effects of the switch sorrel. Jill asked me “When will we have our next switch tea experience? That was kind of fun last weekend!” I replied: “Not tonight. Tomorrow I will fix you some tea, and we will go on a road trip.” “OK. That sounds good. Where are we going?” “It’s a surprise. No place too fancy, just getting out of the house for an adventure.” I could see a bit of trepidation...

Sexual Adventures of a Young man 2 The Sugar Daddy for two families

Montu Kumar saw a chance here and Montu said to Asha. Ok Asha You can try them and see how you look in these saree and jewellery .. If You like them after you wear them .. Then you can decide to take them or leave them. Try them to check if they suit you. She said Sahab I am feeling sticky due to sweat and wanted to take a bath and then wear these new clothes.. Montu Kumar said Ok I am in no hurry to sleep and tomorrow is Sunday. He was also feeling sticky due to sweat and also wanted to...

What a Difference a Summer Makes Part 4B

If you haven’t read the previous installments, I encourage you to do so to get a full understanding of the world I’ve created. By now, you know the whole shtick about my use of italics, so I won’t bore you about that any longer. Please feel free to leave comments either good or bad. I do read them and will respond quickly. I want to improve as a writer and any CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is always welcomed. Without further ado I present: What a Difference a Summer Makes- Part 4B Chapter...

The Moment After

The Fenway crowd leapt to its feet, roaring their approval for the two squads of warriors, as the ninth inning drew to a close. Todd Castle, America’s most well-respected sportscaster and the man who was considered ‘The Voice Of Baseball’, uttered into his microphone to a worldwide audience: ‘Folks, you’re not dreaming, and this isn’t Iowa. We’re at Fenway Park, this is Game 7 of the World Series between the Chicago Cubs and the Boston Red Sox, and we’re going into extra innings, tied at two...

The Futa s Mind Controlling Panties Chapter 13 Futa Mind Controls Her Hot Boss

Chapter Thirteen: Futa Mind-Controls Her Hot Boss By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Mildred Dean The panties sailed over my boss's desk and landed on her cleavage, sticking to the round expanse of firm boobs the dominating woman had. Athena Pearce gasped in shock, thrusting back from her desk. The leather executive's chair wheeled back as fury crossed her face. “There is no mental health condition that is going to justify throwing your wet...

Wrinkle Shivers

He shivered violently, as if he wanted to shake off ice water. The room was devoid of moisture, and it wasn’t even very cold, no colder than any other classroom. There was the stale air of hopeless effort, but that wasn’t enough to create a physical effect, it only filled him with more curiosity than usual as the test wore on. He was in hour two. He wasn’t frightened. Friends had warned him that the key to making it past anything would be to shut his fear down. Fear was useless. And really,...

Home on the Range

My balls tensed, my shaft swelled. A load formed inside me and surged up and out of my cock. Clara’s head never stopped moving, and her lips never lost suction, immediately sucking down my cum as it spewed into her mouth. I was sitting in a large comfy chair in the corner of the room, my nails were digging into the padded arms as my orgasm overcame me. My eyes were squeezed shut and mouth hung open as I savored the feeling. I made no noise, I always tried to be quite, modesty I suppose,...

The Bell Ringer Ch 01

Author’s Note: NO SEX! The crucial events in this story take place in Wichita, Kansas around 1950. Place and street names are generally accurate with some small amount of poetic license. To set the mood, the big songs that year were: Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer, by Gene Autry White Christmas, by Bing Crosby Music! Music! Music! by Teresa Brewer The Third Man Theme, by Guy Lombardo Mona Lisa, by Nat King Cole All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth, by Spike Jones Harbor Lights,...

Worshipping the Doctor

‘So glad you could come by today.’ The doctor said while shaking her hand. Nicole gave him a friendly nod. ‘Thanks for having me I guess.’ She was a bit nervous and overly self-conscious about her sweaty palms. The moment the doctor let go of her hand she wiped her palms on her jeans. This didn’t quite look like a doctors office. It looked like the hallway of a big cluttered townhouse, with piles of magazines and some medical canisters. The white coat he wore was stained and resembled the...

A Girl named Areola Part 06

by Vanessa Evans As usual, it’s best if you read the earlier parts before this one. Part 06 Sleepover at Jade’s We had no idea what we’d do whilst we were there, or what we’d be expected to wear so we threw a variety of clothes and other things into a small suitcase and put it in the car. Then we spent an hour in the bathroom making ourselves look our best and relieving a bit of excitement in each of us. We put on a skirt and tank top, the skirts being miniskirts, not micro-minis, and the...

Queen Yavara Chapter 45

Chapter Forty-Five ADRIANNA It had taken Furia and I a lot less time to get back to Alkandra. We didn’t bother going through the mines since Arbor had already caught us, so it took just two days in our swift vampire forms before we saw the candle-lit skyline of Alkandra between the trees. We transformed back to our elven forms, donned our stately robes, and rubbed the wrinkles out of them. I peered out from the tree line, and looked both ways. The agrarian fields were empty, the last...

Porn Trends