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Pushing Her Limits

I got to the coffee shop at 8:50am. She was running late and had called me. I thought, not good for her. She showed up at 9:12am. She sat down and I looked at my watch "You know, you will pay for being late young lady." "Yes sir." "I'm really sorry, but.." I held up my hand "I'm not to hear any excuses, do you understand?" She held her head down and simply said "yes, sir." "I've ordered for you." "They weren't going to put the order in until you showed up." "Did you do...

Laying Out Her Limits

She knew better than to move, knew that if her hands wandered, she would be punished. He had ordered her to keep her hands where they were, above her head. He was not kind enough to restrain her—to keep her from moving. He wanted her to break, to disobey. His eyes told her to misbehave, that he needed to earn her submission. She whimpered as his fingers moved deeper, rougher. She wanted everything. She arched against his touch as his fingertips drew out a high-pitched whine from her throat....

Price of Betrayal 4 Tanya Learns Her Limits

Introduction: Part 4 When I got home at five till six, my hands were shaking, I was so excited, and I actually dropped my keys on the floor as I was putting them on the table by the door. The house was deathly quiet, and I just as quietly went to my room and changed into my leathers. Then I prepared her room for the aftercare I knew she would need. Barefoot, I made my way to the dungeon. Tanya was right where she should have been, and the first thing I noticed was that she was already...

Lonely twenties Pushed to the limits

At the age of twenty-seven, Lisa was starting to see tough scenarios play out in her life. A lot of her friends were starting to get married and she was still not interested in a long term relationship. As a former athlete in college, she took a job in Miami where despite her background as a white southern woman, she fit right in due to her look. Lisa had black hair, a light tan, slim waist, stood at five-foot-nine and looked exactly like Megan Fox. The job that Lisa worked was a marketing role...

Off Limits

Jenna got there first and it shouldn’t have been that way. For our entire lives she’d always been later than me but the one time I arrived after her became the day I’d regret forever, because those four minutes could have changed my entire life.If only I’d met him first. If only I’d walked faster. If only I’d ignored the road signals and run through the static traffic and not stopped at the newsagent for chewing gum. If only, if only, if only. But I was late. And by the time I got to the bar,...

Edging to the limits

I must admit, I was impressed as soon as I set my eyes on him.His wrists were bound tightly together with a piece of rope that was fixed to the ceiling through a single brass loop. His feet were drawn back toward his buttocks with another piece of rope pulled through the brass loop, keeping them firmly in situ. He hung like this, suspended in the air, his body forming a lopsided "U" shape. His knees were his lowest extremity at around 3 feet from the floor. He was clothed only in a pair of...

Evil Souls Have No Limits

Genre- EVERYTHINGIntroduction:This is chapter one of this series. There will be several chapters. Also, this story will tie INS, coincide, and interact with another author’s story on this sight. I hope you enjoy it. It is just a fiction fantasy and do not condone the acts within nor should this be attempted. I will welcome all comments positive or negative. However, I do request negative responders to speak intelligently if you wish me to take you seriously. I am an amateur at this so hopefully...

Testing the Limits

Ruby slung her beach bag over her shoulder and wandered down the paved pathway that led to her parents’ backyard. A trio of butterflies floated past while trees and lush plants overflowed from raised garden beds, creating a shady oasis from the summer sun. She drew in a breath and let it out in a contented sigh. If it hadn’t been for the two storey house looming over her, it would have felt like walking through a tropical rainforest. She pushed open the side gate and stepped from the enclosed...

Friendly Limits

Author's note: this story gets off to a slow start - I do hope the build up was worth it for you. Although purely fictional, Tess is based on a real person. If she ever reads this she will know it is about her.Tess knew she was different from a very early age. She came from the usual dysfunctional family - the product of an alcoholic dad and a mom who never saw or heard anything. It wasn't so much that she was physically abused, she wasn't; it was the emotional abuse. Tess was always a little...

Limits

Cori's relatives and my coworkers were milling around the funeral home, munching on celery sticks and green bean casserole, and occasionally coming up to me to murmur something soothing and useless. I was still somewhat in shock and denial since the car accident, and I have no idea to this day what they said to me, nor whether my replies made any sense.I do remember when Kenneth from Accounting came over; Ken's hobby was accounts receivable, but his real job as far as he was concerned was the...

No Accounting for TastesChapter 13 Pushing Limits

After his recent experiences with Deanna & Allison, George was almost relieved when it was Erica that contacted him next. The telephone call was short and to the point. "Report at 7 o'clock this evening, please," Erica had said. "Don't make any plans for after that." George had no opportunity to reply before Erica hung up. Erica's call was followed by one from Allison. She gave no indication that she had recognised George at their session but her tone had changed dramatically...

Statute of Limitations

To the reader: This is my first attempt at writing. If you like it that would encourage me to write more. If you don’t, then I’ll just continue writing software. Either way I would appreciate your comments. PART 1 — Opening Pandora’s Box Sunday, October 3, 2010 ‘Hon, just have a great time and don’t worry about me. I’ve got plenty to do around here. I can’t get into any trouble,’ Richard says as they walk down the sidewalk to the airport shuttle van. ‘Just remember, don’t let your sister...

Playtime in the Park 1

She approaches the parking lot. It's empty. Everybody is down at the beach, partying, dancing, enjoying the warm summer evening. Fortunately it's her last practice for the season and next weekend she won't have to rush this much. She feels little pressure in her tummy. The though of her long drive home once again enters her mind. She walks to the local restrooms.... not noticing a long shadow following her. She enters the restroom. It's a typical park one, not overly clean, with...

PLAYTIME CHAP XIV SURPRISES

At “The Other Pub”, the three present discussed Kelly’s offer. John, his wife Mary, and their good friend James doubted the wisdom of expanding their circle of “friendship”. Not least in their thoughts was the revelation to others that they were sharing more than mere friendship. Much more. Trust was on the line. A new partnership of needs was on the line, and the old partnerships threatened, maybe. Goodwill among a married couple and two new friends slash Toys was a delicate balance...

Playtime Chap XII DOUBTS and Chap XIII JOHN AND HIS WHORE

John asked Mary, “Are we okay now? I mean, we have James and Kelly over here a lot – I was just wondering if they’re more important in our life now, you know, than just you and me?” Her eyes widened and a crease frowned her forehead. “Honey, do you remember what our life was like before we started in with our toys? I mean, our sex life. We really didn’t have much going on then. You just did it when I pushed you, maybe once every three weeks – you know, when it was about tampon time ...

Playtime Stories Ch 11 Carla the Theater Whore a

11. After I was done stage fucking the nice-tiitted dirty-blonde school girl in her thirties, Carla had lined up some more meat for us. She’d been “working” the crowd while I had the blonde bent over on her knees. Carla and I sucked off about three more cocks each before the crowd waned. It was late. Carla offered to take me to her place and although I really wanted to go, I had to make sure I made it to my meeting on time in the morning. I knew it was past three o’clock in the morning. We...

Playtime Stories 24 ndash Whore pt 1

Playtime Stories 24– Whore pt. 1 I returned to the city where I met John in the arcade parking lot and Tiffany and “Pet” in the arcade booths followed by some scorching action at her parent’s townhouse. Though I often came here on business, I always seemed to not know my schedule well enough to plan anything with Tiffany or Peter, or even John. I had always enjoyed myself though. I would get dressed up and go out to meet new friends, and get fucked by them. Sometimes I would use the motel...

Playtime Stories 23 Mistress rsquo Anal Devirginizer

Playtime Stories 23 Mistress’ Anal Devirginizer Mistress Genella told me to clean up and re-paint my face for the session. I darkened my rouge and made the silver on my lids more vibrant. I added more thickness to my dark lashes and re-glossed my dark red lips. I still wore the black leather collar and cincher. My black sheer stockings were still in good shape and my strappy patent leather heels were now clean again. I adjusted my black full-cup Lycra bra and my shoulder length gloves. I...

Playtime Stories 22 ndash Mistress G rsquo s Slave

Playtime Stories 22– Mistress G’s Slave I crashed at the motel and was surprisingly well-rested when I went to work. Once at work I began counting down the minutes till I would submit to Mistress Genella. I’d decided to tell my boss I’d away from the office following up on business. I left at lunch.At half-past one in the afternoon I arrived at the doorbell I was told to ring twice. I was greeted by the driver from the other night and guided upstairs to a changing room. I remitted the...

Playtime Stories 22 ndash Rest Stop Action

Playtime Stories 22– Rest Stop Action I drove into the rest stop and tried to park in the same area I had been in earlier but it was still full. The van that I’d seen earlier was still parked there but all the other cars seemed to have changed in the last hour. I circled around once again and could not find a spot anywhere near the area I needed. The only area that was well lit was the restroom and tourist information area at the middle of the rest stop and the entrance from the highway. I...

Playtime Stories 21 ndash Mistress G

Playtime Stories 21– Mistress GEvery once in a while I need a little discipline. I have a couple of Dominant ladies that I see semi annually. Each offers something the other does not. Mistress Eva is a larger middle-aged divorcee who probably drove her ex-husband away with her needs. She is very controlling and enjoys inflicting some levels of S/M in most of her scenes. She truly enjoys the thrill of making a male slave scream a certain way and forcing him to submit through the use of...

Playtime Stories 17 BBC Afternoon Delight

The second in a short series of stories set in the IE. This one was INTENSE. Enjoy and please comment!Playtime Stories 17 - BBC Afternoon Delight I put a prostate stimulator up my ass and moaned. My dick jumped and I smiled at myself in the mirror and called myself a fucking slut. I jacked myself a few times and nearly came. I wanted to save my orgasm. I had so many possibilities and so many ideas of what to do for the rest of the day and the night. I liked my lips and preened in a...

Playtime Stories 15 ABS Wildlife

As usual, a hot mix of real experiences and fantasy. The part that is fantasy would surprise you- ENJOY and Comment please!!15 Playtime Stories 15 – ABS Wildlife “Just another trip to the arcade” turned into a very memorable time. I was away on business at a convention and very horny. I hadn’t been able to indulge in nearly a month and a half. The first night of the trip I had been fairly lucky for a Wednesday. I had done a lot of cock sucking, but as a guy. Thursday afternoon I still...

Playtime Stories Ch 11 Carla the Theater Whore a

11. After I was done stage fucking the nice-tiitted dirty-blonde school girl in her thirties, Carla had lined up some more meat for us. She’d been “working” the crowd while I had the blonde bent over on her knees. Carla and I sucked off about three more cocks each before the crowd waned. It was late. Carla offered to take me to her place and although I really wanted to go, I had to make sure I made it to my meeting on time in the morning. I knew it was past three o’clock in the morning. ...

Playtime Stories Ch 6 BBC Oreo in a Mo tel

6. A lot of my playtime is at night. I start in the afternoon and get partially dressed in lingerie, heels, and makeup, and start to play around. I watch some porn get on an adult phone sex chatline on the female side and get nasty men and even a few freaky women off over the phone. Almost every time I am on a chatline I meet T-gurl lovers and occasionally I’ll put together a play-date. It’s a little risky, but it is very exciting to have a stranger knock on your door and expect nothing...

Playtime With A Sissy Part 1 How I First Started

Playtime with a Sissy - Part 1 How I first started By Lisa Jade I enjoy dressing men up in sissy clothes. I suppose "enjoy" is not really the right word to use, as for me the experience is very much an absorbing sexual adventure, to which I have now become totally addicted. I know that I get just as much excitement and stimulus from our sessions as my poor sissy does. In fact I usually end up being wetter and in a bigger mess than he is. So let me take you back to when I first...

Playtime with a Sissy Part 2 Brazilain Wax

PLAYTIME WITH A SISSY PART 2 BRAZILIAN WAX BY LISA JADE The day started and ended with a Brazilian waxing. For me that morning, it was a fantastic experienced as I had my first total denuding. Then by late afternoon, it was my poor sissy Kera turn to have his pubic hair waxed and removed, by yours truly. I felt so fresh and clean as I left the beauty salon. Just walked back...

Playtime For Babygirl

I lay in bed completely naked. Slowly rubbing baby oil all over my body, paying special attention to my tits and my pussy. I begin to pull and tease my nipples, my other hand finds my swollen, tender clit, I feel myself slowly pinching and rubbing my clit. As the fever builds, I stop and tie my tits as tight as I can get them. They change to a deep purple. Next, I clip clothes pins on each nipple as I continue to tease my clit, taking my other hand and fingering my pussy and my ass with two...

Playtime In The Locker Room

I see you when you come in. My attention isn’t even on the door. It is like something, I don’t know, like instinct or intuition that makes me look. It is like the whole place just stops for a moment, just for you.Imagine my surprise when you come out of the ladies' locker room and stroll right towards me, right where I am working out. Yeah, I’m pretty sure you catch me staring a few times as we go along, but each time I notice that you'd noticed, I smile a bit, look you in the eye and give a...

Bedtime

It was JasmineBedtime by Dirty Old Pervert ([email protected]) [M/f+, F+/f+, f-self, spanking, teen, slavery, HighSchool, ScFi, Serious] This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between the events depicted in this story and actual events is not only unintentional, but also a tad disturbing. This story was inspired by an article I was refered to entitled "Overcoming Masturbation" which was writen in an effort to persuate people that masturbating is evil, and to give people advice...

OVERTIME

OVERTIME by Dulaney Browne She had no choice. The demands were ridiculous and the pressure intense. She was up against deadlines and there were still discrepancies in the balances. It was her job to find and correct them. The audit would be the end of this week and her boss had been an asshole about the whole mess. There were so many other things she’d rather be doing than working overtime: having fun with her friends, shopping, even curling up with a bowl of...

OVERTIME

OVERTIME by Dulaney Browne She had no choice. The demands were ridiculous and the pressure intense. She was up against deadlines and there were still discrepancies in the balances. It was her job to find and correct them. The audit would be the end of this week and her boss had been an asshole about the whole mess. There were so many other things she’d rather be doing than working overtime: having fun with her friends; shopping; even curling up with a bowl of...

Overtime at the Office

This is a rough draft of my newest erotic short story - Overtime at the Office. It is a sequel to my first story, A Limo Ride to Remember, which can be read elsewhere on the internet, and continues the relationship between Brittany and Jordan. Hope you like it :)*******************As another day comes to an end, the sounds of the office die down with the setting of the November sun. What normally is the whirring ambience of printers, fax machines, and telephones becomes the usual hallway...

Wartime Peace

Second Lieutenant Adams of the Second Battalion Wiltshire regiment stood by the local RAF office. His uniform was neatly pressed as he waited to meet the Yank pilot he was opening his home to. Greg caressed his right shoulder, the wound he received at Dunkirk wasn't healing well. He shook his head as he thought about his new position in the army during the country's time of need. He was now the liaison officer for the Local Defence Volunteer formations in Wiltshire. He felt slighted that...

Wartime 2

Medical matters and a deepening involvement with Mundt My work continued despite my involvement with Ilse Mundt. I delivered messages between members of our resistance cell, left messages which I had encoded myself for our radio operator in pre-arranged concealed places. It was vital we knew as little as possible about our colleagues. That way, were we arrested and interrogated we could not reveal other’s identities. It was lonely, always frightening and the temptation to talk, simply to share...

Wartime Diary

I recently bought a box of old 78 jazz and swing records dating from the 1940s and 50s. As protection the records were seperated mainly by old newspapers, but I also came across what looked like an old school exercise book. I was about to toss it away with the newspapers, but it fell open and I saw that it was some sort of diary. An entry dated Sat. 26th August immediately caught my eye: 'On sofa with Mum. Me naked, she too except for knickers. Much kissing, etc. Sucked her tits, she wanked me....

Wartime Comfort House Diary

Day 1 Thirsty Major Tonkatsu, my officer assistant, came into my office in occupied Shanghai. 'General Tanaka, our troops caught a local girl trying to steal food supplies. She is an orphan hiding in the French Catholic Church. Our officers did not behead her because she is very pretty, shapely and a virgin. So I sent her to the nearest Comfort House, ready for your enjoyment anytime.' 'Good news! I am really bored with the lack of progress in catching the underground spies. I will go...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 2

I walked into Miss Yamaha's room to listen to her progress with the pretty virgin. She bowed as usual but appeared uneasy. 'General Tanaka, she is very scared and really weak. But I've examined her hymen to be intact. She said she had never seen a men and is very afraid. I have to work on her slowly since you want her to be your local wife. I hope that is acceptable.' 'What? I am disappointed in you. I gave you 3 whole days and you want to slow down? You must find a better way!' ...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 3

Instead of wearing her traditional kimono, Miss Yamaha wore western style today. When she bowed as always, I couldn't help but noticed her cleavage from her low cut v-opening blouse. 'General Tanaka, good news. I made great progress. She has come around after I showed her the good life compared to the other servants. I told her she will serve the great General exclusively. I promise her lots of rewards if she learns fast and behaves as you expect. I let her watch how I comforted one of our...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 5

I took my local bride's small soft hand and sat her at the round teak table. Yuko poured us wedding wine. I lifted the silk veil to uncover Cherry. Her makeup really enhanced her lovely face, big brown eyes and her first smile. 'I hope you like her makeup. She has learned to do that for you if you want.' 'Lovely, thank you!' Yuko showed surprise in her smile because I very rarely thanked anyone, other than my superiors of course. I crossed my arm with Cherry's and emptied the cup but...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 6

Throughout the day my thoughts kept coming back to last evening and my new local wife. I was keen to see her progress. Miss Yamaha greeted me warmly at the entrance of the Comfort House. 'General, you will again be comforted by your new local wife in peace. I have rescheduled those violent warriors to other Comfort Houses. Those coming in all received your order of loving tender comfort only. In fact I will schedule this Comfort House accordingly while your bride is here. The servants here...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 7

Today Sir Dick Dickens came to my Shanghai office to negotiate cooperation. He was a tall gentleman full of British pride, the empire where the sun never set. 'I visited London one winter. The grey, wet and cold weather was so miserable.' Miss Yamaha, in a revealing western style long dress, interpreted for me. 'Well you see, General Tanaka, I don't live in London, at least not when it's cold and wet. I've been working many many winters in warm weather, cleaning up the old opium...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 8 Shemale

Dr. Takuchi was a classmate in the military academy. He was responsible for security of the secret 731 laboratory research in northern China. Although this top secret unit was never publicized, as a Commander General, I knew they researched all kinds of biological warfare and tested on the locals. Dr. Takuchi told me when he visited Shanghai last, 'We are mating all kind of animals with local females. Obviously with horse, donkey, Siberian husky, wolf, ape, monkey and then some others we...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 19 Aussie Beauty

A local tailor had to come and alter her dresses every other day, particularly the form fitting Chinese cheongsam. She had to get new ones because only small alterations could be made. I believed she gave the old ones to some lucky servants for safe keeping until they hopefully could leave the Comfort House. They could not wear them here because my warriors would simply tear them apart since they just wanted them naked for penetration soon as they saw these beauties. Cherry had learned just...

Wartime Comfort House Diary Day 7 British Saugage

Maple would orally serviced my balls and soft penis to full erection if Cherry was feeding from her large engorged breasts. Miss Yamaha would service my other sensitive zones such as earlobes, toes and sole since she knew my sensitivities best. I would perform my thrusting exercise with either Yuko or Maple since my thin bride's love channel was still very sore. While Yuko lusted for my thick manhood any which way, I usually penetrated Maple from behind because her sad expression from losing...

Wartime Secret

Mom was in hospice. She'd made it to ninety but wasn't expected to last much longer. Dad died years ago. I visited her every other day after work. We often ate dinner together and talked. After this one she brought out an obviously old envelope with a three cent postage stamp on it. "Read this," is all she said as she handed it to me. I opened it carefully and read: My Dear Lucy, If you are reading this, I will not be coming back home. My sister had instructions to mail it if she was...

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Hello friends hope u liked my previous story bollywood nude kabadi and dreams unlimited, as both has the same story (sorry for the inconvenience) mail me your comments for this story and my previous story to , i will name this story as bollywood nude kabadi 2 and the forthcoming stories will be in this order. Coming to the story now i am back in the team, as diya is out. Now it was our turn to go in to their line, so ashok went in to the line saying kabadi…kabadi…all of them were angry on...

Facetime

It was during one of these intense interludes when I noticed my step-daughter standing in a shadow just on the edge of the camera’s view. She was concealed by the dark but I could make out her profile against the wall she was standing by as she looked across the room, over her mother’s back at the monitor that had my image. Sherry was so busy with her fingers between her legs she didn't notice her girl behind her but I knew what JoAnne was seeing; a close up of my hand slow stroking my...

Bedtime Stories

After showering, Lisa put on her new lingerie. She had just bought this little set and liked what she saw in the mirror. Her body was still in good shape at thirty-nine. Yes, she was a little softer in some spots than she had once been, but she knew other women would kill for her for her taut ass and perky boobs. The dark grey girls' shorts were comfortable and sexy at the same time, and the matching balconette bra made her chest a little fuller. A year ago she would never have dressed like...

Bedtime Stories

After showering, Lisa put on her new lingerie. She had just bought this little set and liked what she saw in the mirror. Her body was still in good shape at thirty-nine. Yes, she was a little softer in some spots than she had once been, but she knew other women would kill for her for her taut ass and perky boobs. The dark grey girls' shorts were comfortable and sexy at the same time, and the matching balconette bra made her chest a little fuller. A year ago she would never have dressed like...

Bedtime on My 18th Birthday

Bedtime on My 18th Birthdaybybigwomenrule©Growing up in a small village of close families, he behavior of myself and my mother never seemed unusual.I knew we were closer than most as it was just her and I, and we did everything together, more than I did with my own friends.I can unashamedly say that my mother was my best friend.I had my own bedroom, but that was mostly for show, as I spent nearly every night in her bed with her, snuggling and sleeping together.My eighteenth birthday fell on a...

Springtime At The Paradise

In May 1975 I gave my girlfriend Michelle Hanley a tour of my hometown of The Bronx. We were both sophomores at the City College of New York and we had a Wednesday for ourselves. We decided to take her car for the trip back and forth and for part of the excursion within the borough; I would drive because I knew my way around and she could be free for sightseeing. I went out by subway to Long Island City on a sunny morning to meet her around eleven AM.She met me outside her house and I noticed...

Springtime Holiday in the Rocky Mountains

I just returned from a 7 day holiday in Denver and Estes Park, Colorado. Beautiful scenery but pretty funky weather. Afternoons were pleasantly warm with the direct sunshine but then it would just as well cloud up, get cold, and snow a foot or two…..We drove all the way out there and back again. All in all it was about 2000 miles, with all the side trips and so forth. One of my girl friends and I made the trip together. We drove out there and back again. She is a very sexy 30 year old blond...

Springtime in Paris

After my first year of university, I visited Paris in early May to take in the sights. One particular day is very memorable.I visited Montmarte and Sacré-Cœur and then I wandered along to Place Pigalle, the “red light” district.In front of one of the sex clubs, an older, grandmotherly lady with curly grey hair approached me and asked, “Would you like to look? It’s free.”I hesitated for a moment, but thought to myself, “Why not?” and followed her inside. She led me up some stairs and said, “It’s...

Springtime Holiday in the Rocky Mountains

I just returned from a 7 day holiday in Denver and Estes Park, Colorado. Beautiful scenery but pretty funky weather. Afternoons were pleasantly warm with the direct sunshine but then it would just as well cloud up, get cold, and snow a foot or two.....We drove all the way out there and back again. All in all it was about 2000 miles, with all the side trips and so forth.One of my girl friends and I made the trip together. We drove out there and back again. She is a very sexy 30 year old blond...

Springtime Incest with my sexy Uncle

Note : This story is completely fictional! It was early Spring and my favorite uncle was doing some work around the house for me. I had always had a secret of having sex with him and the sight of his lean body as he worked excited me and made my body throb with lust so I took to walking in front of him almost nude; wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of shorts and a t-shirt that showed off my tits with their huge nipples and more than once during that week I saw him looking at me with desire in...

Limits

"I'm not sure I can believe you Chris," Donna told her friend as they sat together having lunch. "Not that I don't believe what you're saying isn't true, but that what your brother's friend told him isn't," she added trying to clarify and mollify her friends hurt look. "Pete has never lied to me," Chris stated, "and I know he wouldn't have told me all this if he didn't honestly believe it too!" she added. "Which is why I decided to come to you with it, if anyone could look...

Lunchtime sailing

I know that I have a very deviant side to me that lacks a moral compass. Maybe someday I will have to see someone about that. Being that it's summer and boating season is upon us, I am a much happier camper. Even better when days at work become slow and I can sneak away from work to do a little lunchtime sailing. It happened to be one of those days that contributed to this situation. I am still not sure how I get myself in to certain situations. I know that I have a very deviant side...

Lunchtime Shenanigans

I used to work in customer service, as a counter clerk at a very busy establishment. As a fun and friendly gal, I quickly became popular with the customers. As the only shameless yet still professional flirt in the place, I came to acquire my own clientele, of sorts. So, although it was a shit job, I usually had lots of fun. For a time, I had to work a split shift, and I usually had a two or three hour (unpaid, of course) lunch. It wasn't so bad, because I lived in town, so I could go home if I...

Lunchtime Confessions

Lunchtime Confessions It was a very romantic letter. When retrieving money from her purse, Hayley had found it beside her wallet. Her friend, Denise, asked, "What's got you so excited?" Hayley had met Denise only several weeks earlier. Hayley had recently begun working free-lance for a small consulting company doing presentation graphics. As a freelancer, she took whatever computer space was available, and it had turned out to be in Denise's office. As soon as she had entered Denise's...

Halftime Delight

I'm layed on my tummy on the living room floor, colouring in my book. paci in my mouth wearing a little skirt, a t-shirt that reads "I ❤️ daddy", pastel pink panties and socks that go to my knees. Daddy's sat on the sofa watching the game on TV, during half time I push myself up to my knees and turn around to show daddy my picture."That looks brilliant little one well-done""Thank you daddy" I coo as I lay back down to colour some more Daddy looks down at me, able to see right up my skirt. "Why...

Halftime delight

OK guy's and girls, this is a story from my "little" there is a video on my page if you are interested.We are going to start uploading stories pictures videos.I'm layed on my tummy on the living room floor, colouring in my book. paci in my mouth wearing a little skirt, a t-shirt that reads "I ❤️ daddy", pastel pink panties and socks that go to my knees. Daddy's sat on the sofa watching the game on TV, during half time I push myself up to my knees and turn around to show daddy my picture."That...

Showtime Sabotage

So this is something I've been working on over some time now, with friends or just on my own. Curiosity has made me edit them into this format to see if others have other ideas for the various situations. With that said let me give you the rundown. My character, Skylar Bloodrose, is a female anthropomorphic fennec fox with a twist. Her tail isn't the usual fox design, instead it's a fragmented collection of crystal like shards bound together by an otherworldly energy, defying physics yet moving...

Showtime

You arrive into the darkened theatre on your own. You've told your husband about this movie he would never go to see, so you booked your ticket and off you went in a nice summery dress. You find your seat as do others and the trailers play. You barely give them a glance, as you keep looking at the people coming in - especially lone men. Your heartbeat is thudding in your chest, and your panties start misting through, with excitement, anticipation, perhaps a little doubt. At last you see a man...

showtime

the lights dimmed and the curtains opened. a midget walked onto the stage holding a dog chain and dragging two fat ladies. they were mother and daughter.both were very very fat (sbbw). the daughter was strapped into a chair and the dildo of a sybian slpped into her pussy. her mother was shackled to an XFRAME and then lowered in the horizontal position. both were naked and their rolls of fat were wobbling as they were placed into position. the Mandingos came on stage and surrounded mother and...

Showtime Part 2

ent. What would it be today? He could suck them both off, that would be nice - and then they could suck him off. He was partial to a double-header from a pair of good looking boys. But no, he decided. He'd fuck them today. They always made such lovely little noises when he fucked them. "I've come up with a special idea for today," he said, "There's some nylon stockings and a couple of ladies garter belts over by the window. Let's see what you look like wearing 'em." Both youngsters...

Showtime Part 4

sweeping up and down while you give them a naughty come-and-get-me look, and hoping they're carrying a strap-on in their handbags." She grasped his hair and hauled his head back. "You may finish off now. Take hold of your prick and jerk-off whilst I kiss you. Just be careful not to squirt any of your messy gooies onto my skirt." At last allowed the freedom to touch himself he set to, holding his swollen erection in the full ringing of a hand he pounded himself enthusiastically, and a...

Showtime Part 6

rverts, that's what you are. You're vile creatures, so you must be punished. Veronica and I are going to spank both of you." Veronica was as amazed as much as the sissies were horrified. "Are you sure about doing that?" she whispered. "Of course," Sophie affirmed quietly, "I'm not knew to this kind of thing, y'know. When daddy makes a mistake with his work he often asks me to cane his bare bottom. Some of his friends - his business partners - they like me to do it to them too. Men...

Showtime Part 7

y an aperture through which jutted a generously proportioned rubber cock. Annalisa was of course violently taken aback, and for just a moment she stood stock-still. Then she exploded. "What the fuck...!" Her eyes became slits between clenched furrowed brows and reddened cheeks, and they glowered with righteous anger. "You! The girl from the slum - what have you been up to with Freddie? What have you been doing to my son, you filthy, unholy cow?" Jennifer started, but although...

Showtime Part 8

right mind could agreed to such a foul arrangement. To sacrifice her own son to the evil vice of depraved men! It was unthinkable. But were most selfish women turn out to have a soft-centre of some kind, some weakness for a pet dog or a budgerigar, she had none. Within seconds Old Man Avarice climbed back into the driving seat and her selfishness once more came to the fore. The stakes were too high to throw down a straight refusal. She glanced at Freddie standing self-consciously...

Showtime Part 9

she sets her lawyers on you." Bertie Bestable's expression became mutinous. "That worn-out old showgirl! You've no proof about anything you've said and she'll never believe you." Jennifer fixed him with a glare that could have dissolved concrete. "Maybe, maybe not. But she'll believe Madame Dupont. She and Madame have struck up rather a close friendship lately - affinity with the theatre and all that, kindred spirits as it were - she trusts her word implicitly, and when she...

Showtime

Breath. Stay calm. That thought ran through both Doug and Judi's minds as she approached their front door. He was wedged familiarly in his favorite spot on the couch. That and the sound of the latch being turned were about the only things that were familiar to either of them. He heard her step in onto the landing with the hollow, woody click-clock of her black leather calf-length leather boots. Size 7, purchased, on sale, by him for her two Christmases ago, for an exorbitant sum, by his...

Overtime at the office

DISCLAIMER: I did not write this, i am merely re-posting this for the purpose of preserving it for myself and for others to enjoy it as i have many many years ago when i first read it. who ever wrote this deserves all the praise for their great work.I am sorry i was not able to write down the authors name i only saved the story because i found it to be great and now i hope others will appreciate it aswell.Overtime At The OfficeGetting to her feet, Jo stretched again and walked over to the...

Overtime

(MM, reluc, 1st-gay-expr, work)I'm not really gay. By that I mean that if given a choice I would always choose a woman's cunt over a man's anus, hands down. But the event I'm about to describe wasn't about choice, or if I had one I didn't resist all that much.It all started on Saturday; I was an inventory clerk for Wal-Mart during their growth spurt in the 80's and I found that I was always having to work overtime on Saturdays because we could never seem to get the job done during the week.I...

Overtime at the Office

This is a rough draft of my latest erotic short story. It is a sequel to my first story, A Limo Ride to Remember, which can be read on Literotica, and continues the relationship between Brittany and Jordan, one year later. I will upload the final draft on Literotica.********As another day comes to an end, the sounds of the office die down with the setting of the November sun. What normally is the whirring ambience of printers, fax machines, and telephones becomes the usual hallway chatter of...

Overtime

I used to work at a major chain bookstore in California about two years ago. I pretty much liked all of my coworkers, but there was one in particular that I really enjoyed being around. She was our H.R. manager, and her name was Kristina. She was a stunner. Long, thick, curly black hair, Gray eyes, full, red lips, and a lush, hourglass figure that kept me awake at night. She stood about 5'6" and carried around 215 pounds. She was out of a Ruebens masterpiece. Big, full 48DD breasts, with...

Timely Discipline

Ken Danager, the wonder boy of Bowman Advertising was late again. At twenty-four, despite his chronic lateness, he was the youngest Account Manager in company history. His imagination and his ability to turn his ideas into art enabled him to rise quickly. However. he had no excuse for being late.The meeting at Taggart International had been on his schedule for two weeks, and nothing had happened this morning to account for his tardiness. His boss, Peter Keating, had counseled him more than once...

Summertime Stress Relief

'No,' I thought to myself. 'That’s not what I just saw.'You know that feeling when you think you saw something, but you really didn’t?That’s what I thought for a split second. Let me explain…Although I have a large yard for Ranger, my golden retriever, to play in, he still enjoys a walk around the block every evening around dusk. Ranger is more “retriever” and less “golden,” but is a happy, well-behaved guy about eighteen months old.It was last Wednesday when Ranger and I were out for our...

Summertime in the country

I parked the car and grabbed my bags before walking up to the porch. The door opened suddenly! The face of my lovely niece peaking up at me with a smile that brightens up your day. Her blond hair tied back in a pony tail her glasses slightly eskew from running to open the door before her mother—competition was a big thing in our family. She threw the door back and jumped at me forcing me to drop my bags, "Uncle Rick!" She screamed. "Cassy! Its been so long and you've gotten so big!" I...

Summertime Part 1

James always worked as a lifeguard in the summer when he wasn’t in school. He had done so his last few years of high school, now into his first couple years of college. Waiting tables never appealed to him, neither did landscape work. Next summer he would likely need to find an internship, but this year it was back to the pool again. His hometown was small compared to the city where he went to college, and there were only a handful of public pools to pick from. But he knew the owner of...

Summertime

Cynthia was pulled out of her dream around six in the morning. Her husband stumbled out of bed and as usual that included a lot of noise. The quiet part was slipping out of bed, but being half asleep and dragging his 230 pounds to the bathroom, while he tried to gather his clothes without turning on the light, was the noisy part. She pretended to be asleep when he stumbled to the bedroom door. Cynthia knew that Mark was trying to be quiet and she just played along, but if she was honest she...

Summertime Gina and Sean

The first thing I do when I get back home from work is take my dog out. I put the leash on her, walk out the backdoor and start my daily round. It’s not a very big round. Big enough for her to do her business and to get some exercise, while I just want to go home, eat and relax after a day at the office. I just moved to this apartment complex. After my girlfriend and I broke up, I needed to have something and this was the first one I saw that I could afford. It’s not a bad place, the...

Summertime in the open air

Finally, after such a long wait, we find ourselves alone in a grassy field beneath a tall, shady tree. There is no one around, and the only sounds are those of a hot summer’s day; the wind gently stirring the leaves in the trees and a distant jet engine as it disappears into the distance. I lay on my back, my hands beneath my head. You lay on your side with your head nestled on my shoulder. Your hand starts to trace shapes on my chest, through my white cotton shirt while your bare toe rubs...

Summertime Gina and Sean

The first thing I do when I get back home from work is take my dog out. I put the leash on her, walk out the backdoor and start my daily round. It’s not a very big round. Big enough for her to do her business and to get some exercise, while I just want to go home, eat and relax after a day at the office. I just moved to this apartment complex. After my girlfriend and I broke up, I needed to have something and this was the first one I saw that I could afford. It’s not a bad place, the...

Summertime

Cynthia was pulled out of her dream around six in the morning. Her husband stumbled out of bed and as usual that included a lot of noise. The quiet part was slipping out of bed, but being half asleep and dragging his 230 pounds to the bathroom, while he tried to gather his clothes without turning on the light, was the noisy part. She pretended to be asleep when he stumbled to the bedroom door. Cynthia knew that Mark was trying to be quiet and she just played along, but if she was honest she...

Summertime Memory

Lil’ s*s (Anna) and I where laying around nude by the pool in the relax center of my home, and, as the year was coming to an end, sharing some memories. Anna left her man this past March and started hanging around hubby and me a lot more, which has been nice for the both of us. Anyway, we both agreed that one of the best memories of the years was from the summer.We live a short drive from the ocean where the beaches having rolling sand dunes. One day in July hubby, Anna and I went to beach...

Summertime Maid

It was all in place for Leo Munby. He had sold the company that he had built from the ground up for over 100 million dollars. He had given 20 years to creating that company and now he was going to enjoy the middle years of his life. The deal was signed. He had bid goodbye to all of his employees and returned home from the office for the last time. He exited the building through the servant's entrance as he often did. The feeling of walking under that sign always gave him a thrill. Of...

Summertime

I've never been a teacher but I have worked for schools occasionally.That summer was ridiculously hot, even for the country I was in. No onewore much and there was a lot of luscious boy flesh on display. I hadthree days work to do at a boarding school; a bit of intense work then along pause and then another intense period and so on. I was able to usethe school's swimming pool - not as grand as it sounds. More of a waterhole in a clear -flowing stream up in the mountains. The boys wereallowed to...

Summertime seduction

It was the summer of 1986 & I had just finished my O’levels at the English international college in Marbella, Spain. My family had moved there 2 years earlier. Most people at the school were friends & knew each other well regardless of what age or class they were in, so obviously I was friendly with my younger sisters friends most of which were 14 & craved the attention of the older boys. The school holidays had just begun & my sister’s friend Alesha was having a pool party at her place to...

Summertime seduction part 1

It was the summer of 1986 & I had just finished my O’levels at the English international college in Marbella, Spain. My family had moved there 2 years earlier. Most people at the school were friends & knew each other regardless of what age or class they were in, so obviously I was friendly with my younger sisters friends most of which were 14 & craved the attention of the older boys. The school holidays had just begun & my sister’s friend Alesha was having a pool party at her place to which...

Summertime seduction part 2

.... I could see Alesha’s face going red with the obvious nerves about the situation, Fran said “Are you both just going to stand there? Would you like me to help you 2 kids get started?” I couldn’t help staring at Alesha’s huge tits in her skimpy bikini top, she was obviously turned on because her nipples were visibly hard through the bikini, so much so that you could’ve hung a coat on them. Fran took Alesha’s hand and led her closer to me, my rock hard cock was pressed against the soft...

Summertime Sex Ed

My name's Emily. I'm a blonde, with what boys like to call a "tight body," when they're being kind, when what they really mean is that I'm thin as a rail, except for my legs, which are well-toned from the sports I play. My nose is too big, my tits are too small, and my ears stick out. I'm happy with who I am, mostly, but let's say the boys never knocked down my doors in high school. I'm going to tell you about when I lost my virginity. I know a few girls who said it was the worst day...

Summertime BluesChapter 2

Early Saturday morning Molly and Jacob were dressed in grungy sweats and ready to move into their new apartment. Molly could still detect the faint aroma of Zoe's personal scent as she moved around the dining room packing the last few items in boxes. It kept a smile on her face and her thoughts away from Camden. Jacob had just headed out with a large box when their father, Justin, appeared looking uncomfortable. "You're getting an early start," he observed. "Hey Dad," Molly said as...

Summertime BluesChapter 3

Molly split her time during the week between work and fixing up their new apartment. Jacob had avoided her after she'd pressed him about Camden. She knew he worked out at his gym or went to extra practices for the school soccer team tryouts coming up in a couple of weeks. Even though he had a scholarship for soccer, he was still expected to compete for his position. Zoe mentioned seeing Jacob around the sorority house with Anna in the evenings. If he came home after she went to sleep, he...

Summertime Saga

SummertimeSaga! Ever wish you could relive those glory days of high school or college? Wait, who am I kidding? Most of you beta fucks out there probably got your asses kicked. Not me. I was getting laid left and right. But don’t worry. It’s not too late for you. Porn games let you live out all sorts of fantasies. And the one I have for you this time around takes you back to school. Step into the shoes of a horny teenage dude surrounded by hot teachers, classmates, and friends. You start off as...

Summertime child Part 3 of Reaping of the Benefits

My father and I have been living together and having sex on a regular basis for almost two years now. He is a sexy senior citizen, and I am a single, 30-something woman who never found anyone my age to be appealling. Daddy and I have a wonderful sex life. He's getting on in years, but we still manage to have wild sex, including anal (which is our favorite!) sometimes with the benefit of viagra. While prescribing, Dr. Simmons looked at him, over his hornrimmed glasses, pretty strangely. Daddy...

Lost With Nothing to Lose06 Testing Their Limits

“Really, it isn’t so difficult if you barter. You’re trading time spent in ration lines for other items you need. It’s all about making and maintaining contacts.” “Well, thanks,” Al said, finally backing away. “We’ll see you around.” “Seriously,” Siluzz clucked, shaking her head and marching away from the people in the hallway. “I don’t understand why you feel obligated to encourage everyone to prattle on about the unimportant details of their lives. You don’t have enough time, or will even...

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