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UniversityChapter 38

On reading the registration materials, I realized that I needed to bother the Acting Dean again, so I made an appointment. The result might not have been perfect, but life never is. So I purchased the books for Foundations of Law, Contracts and Public International Law and began reading. Lectures wouldn't begin for weeks, but I wanted to be a bit ahead. After conferring with Winnie, Rachel was at the Art Gallery on Mondays and Thursdays.; her one lecture – Archaeology of Aboriginal Australia...

UniversityChapter 39

"Barristers must be lunatics!" I said. We were a week or so into the term. "Why?" "I'm reading old case histories. It's hard to imagine that I'll care about any of them once I pass the bar exams." "Trial by ordeal." "What?" "You're going to be joining a club. Instead of a simple test or a hazing or something, the insiders make you undergo an ordeal. Several years long. If you give up, you're out; if you can't do it, you're out. Anyway, it's most likely better than...

UniversityChapter 40

Edwards came through. The flight to Tibooburra was comfortable. We had three mining executives for company – actually two executives in suits and a bloke with a sun-browned face wearing a safari jacket and a slouch hat. "Headin' fer Isa?" he asked. "No. Wedding in Tibooburra on Wednesday." "Warm place. Might be 40. Still two pubs?" "I think so." "You getting' hitched?" "No. Done that already. I'm best man and she's matron of honor." "Waal. My best wishes. Hold on." He...

UniversityChapter 41

Soon we were on our way home. It was a larger plane. We'd arrived on a Beechcraft five-seater. This was a Piper Chieftan. We were two of the passengers; our "friend," Alf was there, too. He had tape on his left cheek and his left arm was in a sling. There were four others in the six remaining seats: two of them occupied by a bloke with a plaster cast from ankle to hip. "This is the bloke who warned me," Alf announced. Two of the others mumbled. The bloke in the cast looked dead to the...

UniversityChapter 42

A few days later, Rachel remarked "I've been thinking." "Good. Soon you'll be able to do it painlessly." "Yuk, yuk. Seriously. You're going to be quite wealthy in a few days." "And?..." "And I think we should talk about the future. For example, I said 'you're going to be quite wealthy, ' but that's not true." "Oh?" "We were married in December. This property will come to you in late April or in May, right." "I suppose so." "And you're going to be a lawyer? We...

UniversityChapter 44 Intermezzo Gordy

I'd barely returned from lunch with Chuck when my mobile buzzed. "Yes?" "Dad, it's Patrick." "Tell me about it." "What?" "You've called with a problem." "In a sense. But it's yours, not mine." "Oh?" "Sarah called me." "Unsurprising." "She wanted me to call mum, but I thought I'd call you first." "And... ?" "Sarah's in Geraldton. She's met a bloke and is going on to Port Hedland for a week. She sounded fine, I told her to get the car checked at a real...

UniversityChapter 46

Al phoned on Sunday morning. First to thank us again for the cheque, second to pump his sister for every possible bit of data about Cait. I let them chat. After lunch we showered, dressed and drove off to meet Alf at Summer Salt in Cronulla. "He's really interested," Rachel said. "Hunh?" "Al's really struck by Cait." "So I'd gathered." "He said he'd sent her an email about his math and about moving north to Macquarie." "That should fascinate her. I can hear him: 'After...

UniversityChapter 48

Even Gordy Hollister doesn't always win. By the time we got back to the Intercontinental, there was a message from the realtor. Dad called and was told that his bid was "unacceptable." "Fine," he said. "Make it $850. But that's it. There are other properties. Yes, I know it's Saturday. Surely your commission is large enough to make telephoning on the weekend feasible. I noticed there was an open house in Beecroft tomorrow." "C'mon, dad," I said. "Stop pulling your punches....

UniversityChapter 49

Spring turned out to be dreadful. Oh, nothing catastrophic happened where we were concerned. And Al and Cait were a stable couple. But strange things happened after the "new" house was purchased. Julia Gillard resigned, Kevin Rudd became Prime Minister again, but it was a futile campaign: despite Rudd's attitudes towards native Australians and his acceptance of same-sex marriage, the voters just weren't going to let him continue. Labor was sure to lose in the coming elections. But prior...

UniversityChapter 50

The next Monday morning I got a call from dad. "You're out of classes, aren't you?" "Till the end of February." "Can you do me a favor?" "Of course." "We've a storage room of Aboriginal materials. Would you be willing to spend a few days going through it all? I need to know whether there are items that should be returned to various bands, whether there are things that ought to be on display and whether there are things that might be of interest to the anthropologists." "I...

UniversityChapter 51

Rachel left to return to the Gallery and I had the room locked up prior to finding my dad's office. "Body bags," he told me. "They're called 'body bags.' I knew that we had a committee to return materials, but I hadn't realized there were still human remains. I'll have something done. You go home. I'll call you when they're gone." "Thanks." "It's horrid to think of how barbaric our ancestors were." "Not much worse than stealing children, though. Is it?" "No. We...

UniversityChapter 52

Henry and I met on schedule. I got him a "visitor" badge and we went to the storage room, which one of the guards unlocked for us. The body bags were, indeed, gone. The floor looked as though it had been swept/washed and a unit of empty shelving now occupied part of the wall. "There's my job," I said, pointing at the cartons. "Let's move those three to the empty side, so we'll know what's done." The next box was marked "Guanaba – 1958." "Oh, this will be a sad story." "How...

UniversityChapter 53

When we met Rachel I was aware that (a) we'd missed lunch and (b) I was very hungry. "Hungry?" I asked Henry. "Famished." "Is Chinese OK?" "Certainly." "Chinese?" I asked Rachel. She just smiled. "Taiwanese or spicier?" "Fu Manchu. The new location is nice, and Din Tai Fung is good but boring." Henry was smiling. "No opinion?" I asked. "I've been to neither. Spicy sounds just fine." While we walked over to Darlinghurst, Rachel asked what we had been doing that had...

UniversityChapter 55

"What's the book?" I asked Henry two days later. "Barrow's The Art of Tahiti and the Neighbouring Society, Austral and Cook Islands. I've been thinking about dissertation topics." "Austral Islands?" "The southernmost group in French Polynesia. But I've been realizing that I need to travel more. I should go to see Uluru and some of the things in the Pilbara. In fact, I should look at some of the nearer sites. Have you ever been to Cuddie Springs or Lake Mungo?" "Yes. Rachel...

UniversityChapter 56

In some ways, we "ignored" our anniversary. It just wasn't momentous. And Christmas shopping was exactly that. My parents, Rachel's parents; my sister, her brother; we each took an hour to get a secret whatever for each other. Then we had a discussion as to what to get for Henry. I suggested a gross of condoms, but Rachel thought that was gross (pun intended). Then she suggested we do the same for Al. We didn't. We went for quick lunch. Afterwards, we bought a copy of the Macquarie Book...

UniversityChapter 57

The drive home from Canberra was pleasant: as we'd left Al with his parents, we were alone for a change. We stayed home all day Boxing Day; reading, watching the telly, enjoying being with each other. There were only a few phone calls – nothing disruptive. On the 27th I called dad and asked whether he'd like a few more boxes sorted: there were about 10 more. He said 'yes, ' but pointed out it would be Monday, Thursday and Friday because of the weekend and New Year's. On Saturday...

UniversityChapter 58

"That's interesting," Rachel remarked when I told her about Sarah's interest. "We went on a trip to the preparation department at the museum in Perth when I was in school." [Western Australian Museum] "Do you mind my spending the dosh?" "It's only money. Didn't we get half back from Al already?" "Yes." "So it's a good investment. Do we have plans for the New Year?" "No. But I'd just as soon watch the fireworks on the telly. I'm not big on crush, noise and drunks this...

UniversityChapter 59

I went by my dad's office, but was told by a receptionist that he wasn't expected until the seventh. I called Rachel and discovered that she was at home. So I went home, too. I was reading Germaine Greer's On Rage after dinner. It's about the widespread rage of indigenous men and was criticised as being racist. It followed Kevin Rudd's apology. But what got me to Greer was her militant feminism. How could my mum think that Sarah shouldn't be a taxidermist? That was sex stereotyping...

UniversityChapter 60

Despite the heat, Wednesday morning I put on a light suit and a tie. A dean with an Order of Australia and two doctorates wasn't to be treated trivially. And I didn't want to appear to be a whiner. I didn't have to wait for very long. I was shown in to see Dean Riley immediately. As I sat down I could see a file folder on her desk with "Hollister, P." on its tab. "Good morning, Mr. Hollister." "Good morning, ma'am. Thank you for seeing me." She gestured towards a...

UniversityChapter 61

At home, I looked up the vessel on the RAN site and found out a lot. HMAS Condamine was ordered as part of Australia's shipbuilding program during the Second World War. Twelve of these Australian built frigates were to enter service with the Royal Australian Navy. A further ten were ordered but cancelled as the war drew to a close. Eight, HMA Ships Barcoo, Barwon, Burdekin, Diamantina, Gascoyne, Hawkesbury, Lachlan and Macquarie, were built to the British River Class design and Australia...

UniversityChapter 62

Thinking If you don't like reading, don't go to law school. I'd been told that a dozen times over the past eighteen months. I'm in the "bore you to death" part of law school's three year cycle: scare you to death, work you to death, bore you to death. I began reading the Australian Indigenous Law Review online. Everything discussed seemed so sad. Every attitude since 1788, even the best-intentioned, seemed to be off. Each activity went awry. The same thing could happen that happened...

UniversityChapter 63

I went to the Museum on Tuesday morning. The Pilbara box was gone as were the anthropologists. There's a photo of an Arabana camp in Paterson's book. It was taken in 1891. There are 11 folks in the picture. In the 2006 Australian census there were only 12 Arabana speakers enumerated. A century of progress! Henry arrived and saved me from introspective depression. He'd spoken to someone at the Bishop Museum and was quite ebullient. "He was quite interested," Henry said. "He asked...

UniversityChapter 64

Thursday morning I was back at the Dean's Office. "Good morning. I know you've been to UNSW because I received a call from Sean Brennan." "Yes, ma'am." "Have you anything to say?" "About any specific topic, ma'am? You told me to visit Dr. Brennan." "Are you being snarky?" "No more than usual, ma'am. Permit me: I saw you a week ago; you got me an interview with Dr. Brennan; you told me to return here. I'm here. What do you want me to say?" "I expected you to petition...

UniversityChapter 67

The next week or so passed (relatively) peacefully. Al was restless, but seemed to calm once Cait returned to Sydney. I saw Henry at the Museum and Rachel saw him (and Winnie) at the Gallery. I heard nothing further from mum. At the beginning of February Sarah phoned. She'd completed her one week course and received compliments on her ability and on her drive to learn more. It was suggested that she study more anatomy. "That makes sense," I remarked. "I can study on-line," she...

UniversityChapter 69

"Well, well, both Sarah and Patrick. The game's afoot, Weena!" "Dead to rights, dad. We confess and surrender." "To what?" "That's why I'm here. I'm going to ply you with Thai food and force you to our will!" "Well, I concede. Let me wash up and we can wend our way." Mum disappeared, too. I sipped some of my (instant!) coffee. Sarah just stared at me. "I'm Patrick Manchu in disguise; Fu's ever-more-devious grand-nephew." "I believe you." Dad must have overheard:...

UniversityChapter 70

Things seemed to calm down. Dad phoned on Sunday. He'd found a local dealer with a new VW Polo (a demo) with under 2000k for a good price. And on Friday, Sarah and Weena had rented a place on Paget Street in Richmond, a mere 20-minute walk from the WSI. Sarah was going to measure rooms (and windows) after class on Monday so that a fortune might be spent on furnishings, including drapes or curtains. Rachel had "discovered" another Scandinavian artist, Asger Jorn, and a movement called...

UniversityChapter 71

The autumn rolled along quite smoothly. Rachel was back at the Gallery and, I think, looking ever-more critically at the art works there. She spent a lot of time in the Library, looking at images and reading old issues of art journals. I'd been reading and one day I asked Sean about the 'Harvester judgement' of 1906 and why it hadn't applied to Aborigines. "That's interesting," he remarked. "We had a Commonwealth Court of Conciliation and Arbitration set up in 1903 to deal with...

UniversityChapter 72

We were barely in the Lexus when I told Rachel: "I've got to apologize to Winnie and Sandra." "Hmmm?" "I was rude." "I know. You've always been that way. When you get irritated, you respond. When you protected me when we were little; when you feel others are mistreated. Tonight you felt that the bloke from Manchester was treating us like students. Well, we are students; but in that situation, we were guests; as he was. So you responded to his disdain." "Another...

UniversityChapter 73

"Why is the opera doing so much Puccini?" I asked Rachel. "Sorry?" "Next season. I'm repelled by the programme." I waved the brochure. "Boheme, Butterfly, Tosca, and Turandot!" "And?" "Three Verdis! Aida, Traviata, and Don Carlos; two Mozarts: Magic Flute and Figaro; Faust; and Cole Porter's Anything Goes!. And they're starting out with The King and I! "Don't be such a snob! I think that most of the Puccini we've been to is sentimental and insincere. But they're tuneful...

UniversityChapter 74

"Henry's flying back!" Rachel said. "Oh?" "Sarah called. He'd phoned her. The lava from the Pu'u 'Ō'ō vent on the east rift zone of Kīlauea is no longer flowing into or towards the ocean." "I assume that this means that they are – uh – still 'a number'." "I think each serves to satisfy the other's itch." "Rachel! That's far grosser than I'd expect from you!" "Yes, dear. But I don't know what else to say about either of them: neither appears to be matrimonially...

UniversityChapter 75

I related what had transpired to Rachel with little understood. "When you get your degree you'll be able to say you're an art historian, right?" "Yes." "But when I get my degree in law, I can't be a lawyer." "Because the state says the Law Society can decide who practices." "Correct. States have the right to regulate competition in the public interest. But they cannot blindly outsource that responsibility to professionals who stand to benefit from such...

UniversityChapter 76

I arrived home to learn that we'd not be going to Melbourne and Canberra soon: Al and Eddie were to be visiting both the Eyres and her mother for a fortnight in July. A few minutes on the Web got us on flights to to Canberra on Sunday the 10th; to Melbourne on the 17th; and home to Sydney on the 24th. I also booked us into the Grand Hyatt in Melbourne. I left booking a hotel in Canberra till I could get a suggestion, perhaps Rachel could get one from Winnie. (It turned out that we ended up...

UniversityChapter 77

"Well," I said, "Here we are! Is there anything on this afternoon's agenda?" We were in the Grand Hyatt and had eaten a snack. "How about a glance at the Potter Center? It's only a few minutes away and they're open till 17:00." I laughed. "And what are we going to see? I know you've planned something." "This is the final week of the Sue Ford show." "I guess that's the something." Sue Ford [1943-2009] was a pioneer of Australian photography, and one of the most...

UniversityChapter 78

I had a cappucino and a piece of pastry at the Hyatt while waiting for Rachel. I needed to calm down. I was acting more like a predator, lashing out a stimulus, than a conciliator. In my first class in law it had been pointed out that lawyers were middlemen. Though they served as prosecutors and defenders, they were agents for others. An agent can be passionate, but enthusiasm can never be the ruling force. I was letting my passion rule my reason. Rachel would help. She had always ... even...

UniversityChapter 79

We were back home on Sunday in the early afternoon. After stuffing our clothes into the washer, we went off shopping to restock the fridge and larder. On Monday, Rachel went to see whether there were any textbooks for her courses. I sat and considered the future. I should go to the orientation session for the law exam on 13 October. Even if I ended up trying to practice law as Craig had mentioned, I should know what it was about. [see Chapter 74] I also needed to think about my course,...

UniversityChapter 80

"OK," said Rachel. "I understand that what you're planning entails a big risk. I think I get it all. But could you just lay it out for me?" It was the beginning of October. We were both back in the classroom: I was attending one course and working at the journal, Rachel was at the Gallery and in two courses: Op Art and Pop Art, which she referred to as "optical illusions" and "cartoons." I was getting ready for the "information session" of the College of Law on Monday the...

UniversityChapter 81

"Two more weeks," I said. "What?" "Just two more weeks: last lectures on the 30th." We were en route to my parents' for dinner. I'd stopped at the Market, so we'd brought a mass of flowers for my mum. "Have you decided?" "I think so. Have you?" Rachel was working on a big question, too: exactly what to do if, as we hoped, we remained in Sydney. Her options were all academic: do a fourth year at Sydney; do a programme elsewhere that wasn't a doctorate (curating,...

UniversityChapter 82

While I was reporting to dad, Rachel arrived. I told her that I still wasn't certain and asked about her day. She was unhappy with the simplicity of merely deriving Pop Art from cartoons and adverts. "He makes it so-o-o simple! Dots from cartoons. Warhol's shoe adverts. Rosenquist's billboards! And it's all American pop. And he slights Oldenburg, even though he was an American, because he was born in Sweden! The Op Art class is so different. Maybe it's because Bridget Riley is a...

UniversityChapter 84

I slept fine on Thursday night. I had thought that I might not. I thought the Serpent might visit. Nothing out of the ordinary transpired. Well, I had over six hours till my date with Craig and ... and whoever else I was meeting with. "Are you OK?," Rachel asked. "Sure." I looked up. "I'm worried. No. Concerned. I don't think Craig's loony. But I'm not sure he's really thought things through." "Like what?" "Well, under the NSW laws, the Bar Association certifies lawyers...

UniversityChapter 85

"And you?" I asked Rachel. "Later." It was Sunday. I'd spoken to dad and then mum. Rachel had bought strawberries and cream and made us waffles for breakfast. Friday and yesterday it was my future that was the main topic. "Why not now?" "Dishes and waffle iron." "I'll help. It won't take long." I put one arm around her. "And I know that you are just putting it off. It was painful sending in a cheque for nearly $10,000. Whatever you decide won't be that bad." "You're...

UniversityChapter 86

We celebrated our wedding anniversary quietly, Christmas with my parents and the New Year in Canberra with Rachel's. New Year's Eve we were at an excessively snobby party given by the diplomatic community – Eddie's parents thought it de rigeur; Eddie dragged Al and we were co-opted. I promised Rachel I wouldn't be rude to anyone – but it wasn't easy. The sole good thing, I felt, was that we met the Japanese ambassador and his wife. Rachel greeted him in Japanese and they conversed...

UniversityChapter 87

After the Reception, I spent most of my time at home. I re-read my various textbooks, looked at my notes, and scrutinized the sample questions that had been distributed. In between, I "relaxed" by shopping and cooking. Rachel spent a good deal of time looking at the hundred or so Heysens that weren't on exhibit. On June 3, Ardler phoned me again. "Have you seen the news?" "No, Ive been studying." "The Canadian Reconciliation Commission has said that the former policy of forcibly...

UniversityChapter 88

Wednesday's mail brought me my report that I'd passed the Ethics exam with 98% I wondered whether I'd mis-spelt something, or forgotten a semi-colon ... or whether it was merely impossible to achieve 100%. (After all, James Stephens had pointed out that "nothing is perfect" in The Crock of Gold [1912].) It also brought a larger envelope: a Certificate on heavy paper that I had qualified together with a letter informing me that I'd "achieved" the third-highest aggregate grades of...

UniversityChapter 89

It was somewhat chilly and damp when we arrived in Melbourne, but we'd brought warm clothes for our excursion. Budget had a car and the clerk was happy to advise us to drive via Ararat and highway 124, which we did, arriving before 1800. During the drive we spoke about the government's latest research paper concerning the NT. Rachel wasn't clear about it; I was certain that it was poorly thought-through and would end badly. The government research paper outlines an ambitious 20-year...

UniversityChapter 90

Work on my "thesis" officially started on Tuesday the 28th. So I went in to the Gallery to see whether I could garner a work area. It actually turned out to be relatively simple, I was granted space in the 'study room, ' which has facilities for a dozen people at a time; but I found the true problem was locating Hans Heysen's works. Several of the oils were up, but everything else seemed to be in storage. And that was the kicker. The Art Gallery of NSW is, indeed, the lovely building I...

UniversityChapter 91

"Did they hire you?" I asked Rachel when she got home. "Yes, but it's as an oriental sex slave. Should I accept?" "Well, I'm not certain. I know that you've experience in the role. But I've no grounds for comparison..." She threw her purse at me. Luckily it didn't burst open. We were both laughing. "Well, your anglo houseboy did the shopping and we can either dine in or go out, as madame wishes." "Let me get out of these clothes and we can make a decision." We helped each...

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This story contains adult material and, if you’re not of age to read that/don’t like what you see here, don’t read it. I think it goes without saying that some of the acts that take place in this work of fiction should never be attempted by anyone, professional or otherwise, living or dead. Rape is bad, M’kay?It is unseasonably cold outside for so early in September and the skies are clouded gray with the threat of an early snowfall or a downpour of freezing rain. This being a suburb of...

Discipline Society

In a place known only as the Discipline Society, the government created laws that allowed for the corporal punishment of women under the age of 40. This decision came about due to a belief that younger women were not mature enough to act obediently on their own. Specifically, the law allowed organizations, such as schools or companies, to punish women who broke the rules. The types of punishment varied depending on the location. Some places preferred more mild punishments in order to not...

The Society

Julie sat in The Society Director’s antechamber nervously drumming her fingers on a file folder almost an inch thick. She glanced at her watch. 2:59. She wouldn’t have much longer to wait. She had heard about The Society from an old boyfriend. He had been a member before he met her, but he lost his job and couldn’t afford the dues anymore. He told her stories she could hardly believe. The Society was, the way he told it, the ultimate sexual match-making service. They would set members up for...

Femdom Fart Society

In the year 2024, newly elected President Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez declared that all men needed to be subdued, so that women could thrive in the United States. Slowly, Ocasio-Cortez pulled away more and more rights from men, starting by taking away their right to own weapons, and then their right to purchase property, their right to accept a higher work position than a woman, and so on and so forth until men were left with fewer rights than dogs and cats. Some people were of course hesitant to...

Lisa and the Society

Lisa was glad to have her sister over for the evening. After the divorce and the k**s moving out, the loneliness was getting to her. She wondered how her sister had made it through her divorce and still seemed so happy."I just don't get it, Amber," Lisa said, wiping tears from her cheeks. "How do you do it? You make it look so easy.""It wasn't easy at first. It gets better as time goes on." Amber moved closer and wrapped her arms around Lisa. She then brushed Lisa's hair out of her face and...

UberDommes Society

Chapter One: IntroductionSix women sat around the large dining room table in the opulent penthouse apartment. The apartment was located on Central Park West, occupied the top two floors of the building, and covered at least 6,000 square feet. The dining room was large and well-appointed, with a beautiful Tiffany chandelier suspended over the center of the table. The buzz of conversation around the table ceased as the woman at its head intoned, loudly, "The Society of Uber-Dommes will come to...

QOS Society

In the near future of a not so dissimilar world, women are increasingly more likely to be in positions of power and decision making, and less dependent on men for anything other than reproduction, and sexual pleasure. The QOS Society is a loose knit collection of social, business, and community organizations with a common goal, to allevieate the world of men who no longer have purpose. In their eyes women are now the dominant sex, and black men are the only men worth having sex with, either for...

The Funeral Society

The woman drew closed curtains separating them from the driver. The side windows were already covered with red velvet curtains, as was the rear window. Jennifer could not see out in any direction. "We trust that you will not mind this security precaution" said the white gowned woman. "Occasionally one of our clients has second thoughts later on. That is quite all right, but we can not risk having the location of our facilities revealed." The limousine pulled away. They drove on through...

Futanari Society

Futa Society is an alternate reality where futa exist as a predominant third gender. For those unfamiliar, a futanari is a person with the aesthetic of a woman, however having male and female genetalia. Nonetheless, this world is the same as ours besides this fact. Typically futanari have cocks bigger than men, measuring on average between 8 to 16 inches erect. At the same time, a futanari has far more testosterone in them than men, making them more horny and more willing to have sex with...

Gender Bent Society

Welcome to GenericVill! A small town in a world that has the opposite gender norms of our society. Some changes from our society is that it is a matriarchy, Girls are considered more athletic, Boys are considered nicer and more emotional, Boys wear what our world's girls would wear, and vice versa, and most importantly, Boys are submissive while Girls are dominant in the bed! In this story we follow you, John Doe! You are the captain of the cheerleader squad at GenericVill High! You are one of...

Fucking The Beautiful Lady Of Our Society

Hi all, Shashank( name changed)here from Mumbai again. Coming up with another sex story of mine, the encounter with another hot lady of my society. Those who don’t know me I am 27 yr. Old from Mumbai and it’s my 2nd post @ Indian Sex Stories. Thank you very much for your feedback on my last story; I have got mails on appreciating the same. It’s real life story and tried to make it cut short as it is lengthy. Please forgive me if any mistakes. Coming to the story this is a true incident happened...

Hottest Aunty Of Society

Hi…. Guys and ladies.I am Harry from chandigarh.I am a student and living there with my friends.I am good looking guy with average height and nyc shaped dick(for you ladies ). Yeh meri first dtory hai riviews dene k liye ya contact krne k liye my id: Let me start with the story.I am a shy type of guy.I go coaching in morning and come back by 1 pm.Rest of the day I stay free usually roaming around to have a look on boobs and assets. Let me describe in hindi. Mai free hoke jayadatar market...

The Beta Male Society

The Beta Male Society (SciFi Fantasy Femdom, Authoritarian chastity belts Physically Forced or Blackmailed Cultural Change Bizarre Body Modifications Appliances Attached Breast Enlargement) This is a work of fiction. Any resemblence to real life is strictly in the imagination of the reader (and author.) Any similarity to someone else's work is purely accidental and this story will be removed promptly once the author is made aware. This story contains sexual references so if...

The Black Femdom Society

I didn't know why but after my best friend Mark got in a relationship with a beautiful black woman I completely was obsessed by them. They were pretty rare where I come from and I never had an attraction for them plus I never was a lesbian. My name? It was Claudia, I was a 24 years old white blond girl who always had that Disney princess face. It was easy for me to flirt with people and get interest from them. I Had big boobs with an average ass. Mark my friend dated Lateisha who was 24 too and...

Sable Society

The invitation was gold leaf and parchment, addressed to me by name, Miss Veronique Pavageau, and quite unexpected. "But what is it?" I asked. "A party? Some sort of debutante ball?" I indulged that possibility with a soft laugh. My friend Heather merely smiled, which suggested to me that she didn't properly know herself who had sent me the note or why. "The Sable Society." I sighed at that bit of useless information. I'd never heard of such a thing, but being in my first year at the...

Mike and MalokChapter 19 A New Society

Malok and his wives' visit and the experiment's new addition to our home allowed me to introduce a number of enhancements to our family. The obvious one was literacy. The book collection that now adorned the near wall of the huge family room in our finished basement huge family room was incredible. It was loaded with fiction (classics and popular) and various academic tomes in a number of disciplines. I saw Susan Chen begin to drool when she saw works by Einstein, Hawking and a number of...

The Return of Thomas GreyChapter 37 In Society

(August 1814) The breakfast table at the Bennings’ house was filled a little more on the next morning. Melinda Curry sat opposite Thomas and Mirabel, between Florence and Teresa, and tried to blend in. Her two companions, also invited to share the bounty of the table, had refused in shock. Captain Curry may have treated them with consideration, but they had still been working for their livelihood. Now they hovered around Melinda, making certain that she was dressed and groomed to advantage,...

CFNM ENM Society

Welcome to Cfnm and ENM society. This is a world where women have outnumbered men 5 to 1 and have begun to take positions of power. Subsequently, many double standards had begun to form. These stories can be about anything (of course staying within the rules) and anywhere. These stories will mainly be centered around good looking guys with sizable packages being exposed to girls in numerous different ways. It is ok to occasionally write about ENF and other sexual fantasies, but for a majority...

The Wild Sex Society

I am a avid reader of ISS. Read a lot of wonderful stories and felt it was about time to share my own.Do share your views on I am Kartick from Bangalore. This incident happened a few years ago when I just started working. I often heard about secret sex societies but never really had a chance to experience them. So finally one fine day as fate would have it,I got an invite though a friend. And having heard all the stories, I figured it was time. There were certain ground rules. 1) You need an...

Fucked A Guy In My Society

Hello to all the ISS readers. My name is Rajeshwari but you can call me Raju. My husband has a job which demands him to be out of India for at least 9 months in a year and we have a daughter who is studying in us. So I have no one to accompany me for almost the whole year. I am still not that old, just 35 years so I have sexual desires which are unsatisfied. I have fair complexion, athletic body, big boobs and an ass to die for as my hubby says. I have also highlighted my hair, which reaches...

Masturbating society

Ever wonder why a good wank is better than a good fuck?I was chatting one night to a group of like minded friends, and admitted I masturbated, perhaps more often than what people might regard as normal, but also admitted that I had an extremely high sex drive.This of course pleased the many men listening and probably intimidated the women present, but they too admitted they indulged in the finger tango and using toys as substitutes.We like the teasing, it allowed for a good build-up before...

New Society

The New Society Part I: The Round Up It was the end of a long day, and Troy finally put his tools in the shed, brushed himself off, and knocked at the back door of Ms. Jensen’s house. ?Done?? Mrs Jensen asked. ?Good.? She looked over her back lawn carefully. Troy had done an excellent job of mowing the grass – criss-crossing as she had demanded, and weeding. She sniffed, inhaling his musky sent of hours of work. ?I want you to come in,? she told him. He trailed...

Hunt Society

The courier was cramped with no room to stretch out. Most of the time I sat and thought of why I was going to the human system of Central. I was not sure it had started with the Slith. What I or we knew started with those captured years ago aboard a freighter. They had tried to use the crew and passengers and hunt them. It had been Kaire, humans and Sizz that time. Recently there had been a group of Kaire on one of our own worlds that had tried to hunt their own kind. That had not ended well...

Twelve CondomsCondom 9 Isabel Entering High Society

In his head Sam had a secret list of all the woman he wanted to fuck and impregnate with his stash of magic condoms. Exiting his apartment Sam nearly walked into lucky number four. His landlady Isabel Mayer. “Oh ... sorry, Sam.” Isabel said as she stepped back from his front door. Two college age men stood behind the high society blonde. It wasn’t hard for Sam to figure out what was going on. Isabel was giving this pair of potential new tenants a walk through the apartment next to him. He...

Universal Blood

BOUQUETS AND DETONATIONS I understand passion's flowering, Dynamite's need to explode, The zeal of fire in a forest, The grimaces of determined ice, A bullet that will penetrate anything, When I am on my elbows and knees Before you my mind set on pleasing You and servicing your needs. Anal intercourse or, for that matter, Fellatio makes a woman sympathetic To a man, especially one like me, Whose breasts are counterbalanced By the weight of cock and balls And millions of...

Universe of Bubbles

Sooo.. Okay this is my first ever short story that I have ever "put out there". It's a story that I jotted down over a few days, inspired after years of secretly reading Fictionmania. Please forgive me if its scattered or hard to read. I tried to make everything make as much sense as a bimbo Tgirl story can. It was written more for fun and just to prove to myself that I could do it. I've taken inspiration from many of my favorite authors. So ladies please don't be mad >.

Universal RemoteChapter 13

Okay, last chapter. I hope you’re not superstitious. Just as Aphrodite said, Sherry was waiting for us when we got home. The poor girl felt so wretched about how she’d been behaving that she couldn’t go to school. As we walked in the door, she ran across the room to throw her arms around Mom and sobbed, “I’m sorry, Mommy! I don’t know why I was being so awful to everybody. Please don’t stay mad at me!” Mom hugs her and rubs her back. “It’s okay, sweetheart, that’s all over now. And you know...

Universe of lust

Your name is John the year is 2020 in your college dorm and your birthday is around the corner, your about to be 20 years old and you haven’t even fucked a girl yet you’ve always been so shy about it and most of the time people will pick on you because of it.. so one night after being so annoyed you where laying down on your bed when you made a wish to the universe to help out with your situation but little did you know you will get a lot more than expected.. in his sleep a sexual entity heard...

Universal RemoteChapter 10

Neither Sherry nor I thought it was a good idea to tell Mom what we had done - rather, what we thought we had done. For one thing, we couldn’t guess whether or not Aphrodite would even consider Sherry’s wishes. I kind of had the impression she couldn’t or wouldn’t impose a behavior on someone who wasn’t already inclined in that direction. Then there was the issue of what Mom would think about Dad dipping into her daughter. Considering what was still going on with Mom and me, you’d think she’d...

High society

Time frame is winter, late 70’s I was sitting on the bed, watching Libby in the bathroom, leaning over the sink, applying the last of her makeup. Not than she needed makeup. She was a truly stunning redhead, with large, copper ringlets falling to the middle of her perfect ass. Still. the dark eye makeup brought out the gold flecks in her emerald green eyes, and the glossy, red lipstick accentuated her full, sensual mouth. She was wearing a dressy, forest green velvet dress, the top rather loose...

Jocasta Society

Somewhere in the pacific ocean lies a beautiful group of islands called Jocasta. It has clean white sandy beaches and lush green trees, gushing waterfalls and sparkling clean water in the lagoons. The people of Jocasta are very friendly and open minded but they have some depraved traditions that they follow religiously even to this day. In Jocasta, When a boy turns 18, he automatically becomes the man of the house. His mother has to cut all contact with her husband and have absolute and...

The Whittman Society

You were masturbating furiously at the site of Jennifer. She was on your computer screen, jilling herself off while screaming your name. Within seconds you shot a rope of cum that hit your computer monitor. "Thanks Jennifer, that was great" you said to her. Jennifer brings herself to a loud orgasm, then thanks you back as well. This is how you spent the last 5 Saturday nights. Having a sexy video chat with either Jennifer or Bianca that always ended in you having an orgasm. It was odd, Jennifer...

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