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Quiz Are You Gay My answer Whats yours

It's quite common for a person to fantasize about same-sex intercourse. In fact, many psychologists have theorized that we are all bisexual to a certain degree, the percentages varying from person to person. Have you ever asked yourself Am I gay? or Am I bisexual? Take this quiz and find out! The questions are in stages, just follow along and continue when prompted to find out just how gay you really are.STAGE 1=======1. Do you like shemale pornography? (y/n) [ yes ]2. When you watch straight...

Any Friend of Yours

Sam was sprawled over the sofa watching snooker. He’d put a casserole in the oven, and he was drinking a beer. Cassie would be home any minute. It was Friday evening. The girls all went for a drink after the office closed, so Friday was the evening he cooked. His mind wandered to what they might do after dinner and he hoped that a full blow job might be part of the action, but such things depended on how well he satisfied Cassie first. Suddenly the front door opened and he began to rise to...

Quiz Are You Gay my answer whats yours

It's quite common for a person to fantasize about same-sex intercourse. In fact, many psychologists have theorized that we are all bisexual to a certain degree, the percentages varying from person to person. Have you ever asked yourself Am I gay? or Am I bisexual? Take this quiz and find out! The questions are in stages, just follow along and continue when prompted to find out just how gay you really are.STAGE 1=======1. Do you like shemale pornography? (y/n) [ yes ]2. When you watch straight...

Make Me Yours

Hi All, this is MMY. This is my first story ever though I’ve been following Indian sex stories for a very long time. I am a resident of Hyderabad and now into my own business. I am 35 years old male and have had my share of fun and frolic time and again. You may contact me on Off the many fun filled incidence’s I’ve had, this one is special to me because it involves the lady I’ve known for many years and have come to liking and lusting for her all throughout. She is my neighbor and a mother of...

Mommy Of Yours

Just laying here playing with my stiff meat thinking about your sexy horny mommy being a hard cock slut fuck! I can just picture her with a few clean cut hard cocks wearing nothing but heels and stockings! She loves slurping big beefy cock standing up bent over with her hot tits hanging and swaying chuggin' dick! She doesn't care, she was born to please the big meats! There's nothing better than seeing mom sucking a big stiff cock and getting rammed hard in her hot slippery twat! It would be so...

Forever yours

He is a spell of darkness upon my innocence, the sinking of lust; embeded under my skin.I am blinded by my hearts ability to love. His touch burns me like a white hot flame, I am streaked with red, his hand to blame. A tingle of ice crawls down my spine, set there by his velvet caress. Desire lurks there behind his milk chocolate gaze; his stare mezmerizing puts me in a haze of heaven and hell combined. I long to be tanted and taken, I yearn to burn and bleed for his pleasure. He knows I am...

The Club Chapter 1 The Choice is Yours

Gareth was excited as he opened the package and pulled out an IPad tablet. He turned it on and was asked for a password. He went to his laptop and opened his email looked for the right one and entered the password. There was just one app installed on the IPad and with excitement he tapped it with his finger. The app opened and it welcomed Mr Gareth Bale to The Club selection software. The Club was a select club for rich celebrity men. The membership cost was an annual subscription of $100,000....

Yours

I never liked plain vanilla ice cream - or chocolate, for the record.Take me to the Caribbean with a few scoops of creamy coconut with crunchy frozen chocolate bits, chewy candied pineapple chunks, I’ll sprinkle spiced rum and squirt cream on it, then we’re talking.Garnish my summer evening with strawberry ice cream, made of fresh strawberries with the tiny seeds and juicy fruit-flesh, dark chocolate chunks, floating in a coupe of prosecco.Or pure, innocent vanilla with fresh mint and roughly...

Dog and His BoyChapter 1 Mentally Yours

Two Weeks Before: Vickie Storm felt IT again, the fast sliding down from great heights feeling in the middle of her body. The sixteen year old was certain she knew what caused that feeling. "I'm too young!" she exclaimed aloud. "Of course you're too young, dear." Her mother looked up at her six feet tall daughter and smiled. Then she felt a chill run up and down her back. "Too young for what?" she asked in a concerned voice. "I just got that slithery feeling. I've heard older...

FamilySwap Artemisia Love Harlow West I 8217 ll Show You Mine If You Show Me Yours

What would happen if four families each contributed one member to create a new family? In this episode of Family Swap, swap siblings AJ and Harlow West are playing a little game of “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” Harlow has popped her tits out of her shirt and hiked her miniskirt up, and AJ has sunk his finger into her pussy when their swap parents, Sam Shock and Artemisia Love, walk in on them. The kids have just enough time to cover up, so while the parents have...

Charmed Right Out of Yourself

Note: We are just having fun with the characters of 'Charmed'. NO copyright infringement intended. If this story could possibly happen, it would be in season 2. Charmed Right Out of Yourself By Eric and Jacquie Windsor Edited by Caleb Jones Prologue Prue was very worried. What if the succubus had possessed her sister Piper at her club when it was exorcized? True, why would a succubus possess Piper when a red-hot babe like herself was available was open to question? But...

Anthem Book 1 The BeginningChapter 5 Fooling Yourself

Get up, get back on your feet You're the one they can't beat and you know it Come on, let's see what you've got Just take your best shot and don't blow it Styx, from the album Grand Illusion Sunday morning was a dark day, as the sun could not break through the clouds that hung low over Chicago and surrounding suburbs. Alex rolled over onto his back and smiled broadly to himself thinking of yesterday's events. He shook his head in disbelief that yesterday morning he was able to...

What I Would Teach a Daughter

I’m twenty-five, and I very much love Rod, my boyfriend of the past three years. And our time in bed together is always of exceptionally superb quality.I sometimes think about what it would be like to conceive a child with him. In the summer of 2020, we will have been a couple for five years. By then he will have deposited more than five thousand explosions of sperm into me. Maybe I will celebrate our five-hundredth time by going off the pill and letting him put a baby into me.In fact, my...

What I Would Teach a Daughter

I’m twenty-five, and I very much love Rod, my boyfriend of the past three years. And our time in bed together is always of exceptionally superb quality.I sometimes think about what it would be like to conceive a child with him. In the summer of 2020, we will have been a couple for five years. By then he will have deposited more than five thousand explosions of sperm into me. Maybe I will celebrate our five-hundredth time by going off the pill and letting him put a baby into me.In fact, my...

What Would You Do

WHAT WOULD YOU DO? By Maria Donner My sister was going to get married. So what? I was not a participant of the hassle, but it affected me in some way. They were all very busy. They had no time for me. They were all involved. Was I envious because I was excluded? I don't know. Anyway. It was getting close. Some days before the big day one of the important women knocked on my door. "Hello, David. Sitting here all alone?" I got up. I was surprised. I had seen the...

What Would Be the Chances Chapter 4

It was the day after their joint appointment with Dr Lucy Anderson, when Mark received a phone call. Dr Anderson asked, "How many bedrooms do you and Amanda have?" Mark replied "Three, why?" "Do you use one as a playroom or just two guest rooms?" the doctor continued. "Well we have a guest room and a junk room I suppose, but it could be used as a play room, why do you ask?" mark enquired. "Tell me, Mark are you any good at D I Y?" asked Lucy. "Yes I like to think I can handle...

Whatever Happen to Tommy Michaels

It was a foul-mouthed, drug addicted nightclub comic who said it best. He was the one who summed up the comedic career of Tommy Michaels whose career in show business effectively came to an end on a Friday in November in Dallas, Texas. The dirty-mouthed comic walked on stage two weeks after that horrific day in ’63 and when he did it was the first time he had appeared before a nightclub crowd since that tragic event. Since the innocence of America was taken away by an assassin’s bullet. The...

Whatever You Want

Chris took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie before heading into the kitchen. He tossed his jacket over one of the chairs and opened the refrigerator. Not surprising, there wasn’t a whole lot in it, and he shut the door with a sigh. Since his wife died, Chris had a hard time with the domestic end of things. Actually, he had a hard time with most aspects of his life, except bringing money home. Even with Taylor, who he used to have a natural, easy relationship with, things were rocky....

Whatever I Can Do What I Want

"Whatever! I can do what I want!" "I'm not trying to tell you what to fucking do!" "Fuck it, you stupid bitches, let's do this!" It was a busy night in the bar, and I was tossing bottles and making weird ass drinks for a crowd of college assholes. I'm a bartender. Some of these people are fine. I get that. But, Jesus, some of them are just so full of shit I want to take a bottle and smash it upside their head. You know? Ah, well. It's a living. The "conversation" that was filling the air right...

Whatever Didi Wants

As I drove through the familiar suburban neighborhood, I felt good. Really good. Excited, even. If I had learned one thing for sure during my first year of college, my very first time on my own away from home, it was that nothing compared to what I had here. It had been a reasonably good year, apart from the frequent moments of agonizing loneliness and some insomnia issues. My grades were good, I had established a decent enough relationship with my roommates, I had learned how to deal with food...

Whatever Happened to Nadia Nyce

Looking back on some of my older blogs I see that my series of "Whatever Happened to..." rank among my most popular, but I have not done one in well over a year. So, this one is dedicated to one of my absolute, personal favorite porn goddess ever, the exotically beautiful and sexy Nadia Nyce.Born on June 6, 1973 in West Yorkshire, United Kingdom, of Indian heritage Nadia broke into the porn biz by shooting her first video, a scene with Rodney Moore on October 31, 1995 (yet another reason to...

Whatever Happened to Summer Jones

Whatever Happened to Summer Jones? By Callie Messenger The call came in from a French woman. I could tell by the accent. She sounded pleasant, but she was an odd combination of angry and sad. Her story was common in that her husband had committed adultery. It was uncommon in that she had not heard from him since. As there was the matter of the possessions, money and insurances she needed to find him. She wanted to talk to him too. I put straight on that. Leopards don't change...

Whatever Happened to Sister Hyde

When I posted my story 'Dr Jekyll & Sister Hyde - an alternate ending', which is a reimaging of the ending of the Hammer studios movie, I thought I was done with the character. Turns out I was wrong.... If you haven't seen the movie go seek it out. Seriously, it's really good and you should watch it. N.B.: This story is a sequel to, and contains spoilers for, my tale 'Dr Jekyll & Sister Hyde - an alternate ending'. * Whatever Happened to...

Whatever The Cost

I heard the words, as if from far away. As if, I was no longer standing in front of them. Their voices took on an echo-like quality, and I didn’t quite register what they were saying. Their mouths were moving and forming the shapes of words, but I couldn’t make anything out.Zoey’s face took on a judgemental scowl, and she looked me up and down. She turned toward Bella, and I wondered, and not for the first time, if they shared a brain, as her face held the same look of judgemental contempt....

Whatever It CostsChapter 7

I guess Monday mornings just cannot be avoided. But the good thing about high school gossip is that there always will be new ones. Anton was dead, so he became old news. Three other guys missing from the football team which got its ass wiped on Friday night. That was a bigger thing. Until Saturday evening when a senior party was raided and both booze and weed were found. I guess someone forgot to bribe the deputies. Whatever, I was happy to be moved from the spotlights. Marie was back but she...

Whatever It CostsChapter 17

Because Monday was free, it was a long weekend. I just worked and made sure that I had enough money to take care of the house, and also had a buffer, in case something extraordinary happened. I called no-one and nobody called me. Not until Monday evening. Then I had call from Judy and Robin who were a bit worried about me. Even if we had not talked or been in contact, they had watched how I had been doing at school. They were sorry for not supporting me and the girls at the school, but I...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 15

“Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch who watches over you. Make a little birdhouse in your soul. Not to put too fine a point on it, say I’m the only bee in your bonnet. Make a little birdhouse in your soul.” -They Might Be Giants, “Birdhouse In Your Soul“ Helen, Maria, Mander, Ramirez, and Luc were gathered in her study. Tape from the market had been given to LeGrasse, who was overseeing CCTV tracking of the man that La Contessa had named “Bad Red Rug.” Night had fallen some time...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 23

“Everywhere I go, there’s someone in a trenchcoat staring at me. When I’m not at home, I’m sure someone’s rummaging through my trash. Whatever could they want from me? Is it just a part of a giant government conspiracy? I gotta go see my doctor about this itchy pentargram-shaped rash.” -Barenaked Ladies, “Get In Line“ Tad Chase was playing one of the “Fallout“ games in his trailer. He’d never had a trailer before, but now that he was one of the stars of a movie, they gave him one. Which...

Whatever Your Heart DesiresChapter 4

We spent the rest of that long weekend in Fantasyland. We shopped. We dined. We went out drinking and dancing, just us girls. Can you believe it? God, what a rush! We fucked; a lot. It was fast, furious, frantic. It was slow, soft, sensual. We did it everywhere in the house, over the hood of the car, in the changing room of the boutique where we were trying on clothes. I can hear the Blue Noses now. "They fucked? That's it? What about making love, like responsible adults?" Honey, it was...

Whatever It TakesChapter 13

Things couldn't have gone much better, those first few weeks Josie and I were together in the Twin Cities. I had been afraid my having lined up those two part-time jobs would irritate her, because they tended to eat up what little time I had that wasn't spent with learning to pitch. But Josie didn't react that way at all. Instead, she promptly found herself a very nice gig on a local radio talk show. The show was produced by another female ex-jock and sports nut, Angie Erickson. Angie...

Whatever Lola WantsChapter 3

“Um, sorry, Mrs. Vandekamp. I thought that you wouldn’t back so soon. In my defense, Martin is of age. This must be your gentleman caller,” Lola did her best at damage control, albeit nervously. “Yeah, that’s pretty clear! Look, damn, I know that I’m not Miss Popular Mom at home. I’ve done some ... harsh things and even crazy ones. I’m well aware of my failings. I think that I’ve been a bit too hard on Martin, for instance. I’ve been far too quick to blame him and other guys and punish them...

Whatever

I was having a beer in a little bar and this guy comes up to me and asks straight out if I will fuck his wife for him. Now that is a little unusual but I asked him, "What is the problem? Is she so ugly you can't do it yourself?" "No. Actually she is very beautiful, but she saw you and wanted you, and I love her so much I said I would ask you." So I went with him to their cabin in the old fashioned motel and she wasn't as beautiful as he made out but she wasn't too bad and she did have some...

What s With These Women

First Story I have been a widower for two years and just recently decided to get out into the world again. I have been talking to a lady on the Internet that seems real nice. She made the first moves toward a face-to-face meeting. I wasn’t ready for that until recently. We agreed to meet in a public place. I told her to bring a friend if it would help her be more at ease. We met at a little donut, coffee shop one morning and hit it off immediately. We sat and talked for an hour or longer. She...

What s cookin in the kitchen

(This was written to be read by a women – but hey, if men want to get their kicks from it too then whatever floats your boat…) ‘Phew, what a day!’ you gladly collapse into the chair in the kitchen and stretch your arms above your head before leaning back and closing your eyes. You can feel yourself drifting off to sl**p and into a dream where a thousands hands and lips tend to your naked body. A smile forms as in a state of half-sl**p you adjust your body to a more comfortable position and...

What would it Take

What would it take, to entice a nice handsome black man into my life?Maybe if, the first time we met in person, meeting him at the door, dressed in my shortest mini skirt, highest "cum fuck me heels",toenails done in a bright pink to match my fingernails, advertising my sissy attitude, my tanned legs encased in a pair of thigh high fishnets, and a top that pushed my little A cups up and out. My nipples, hard as steel, straining against the material, wanting to be the center of his...

What Would Be the Chances Chapter 1

Mark entered the bar and looked around; he was looking for a promising young lady. Secretly he had already worked out his hard luck story but what the heck story. Unfortunately there was not a single female in the bar let alone one sat all on her own... He ordered a beer and made his way to a table where he could watch the comings and goings of the bar. He sat six foot tall with blond hair and deep blue eyes, whilst he could not be described as athletic nor could he be described as plump. He...

Somewhat Silent Library Escapades

I glanced nervously over my shoulder. The silence of the library was eerie under these circumstances. I was failing my history course this semester and rumors were often whispered about my lecturer, Paul Jones. I paced the history corner where I had been told to meet him and anxiously flattened my inappropriately short skirt. I was willing to sleep with him for the seven I wanted but I was under the impression that it would be private, in his office or apartment. I put my hands against the...

What Would Be the Chances Epilogue

Since writing this four chapter story and posting on several websites, I have received numerous feed back; mostly along the same lines, IE the dad should be Mark! Let me try to explain my idea of the story. I wrote this story as a sexual who dun nit! In a normal who dun nit, a murder is committed but in a sexual who dun nit is directly opposite to this and it's a case of who created the new life. The story was aptly named 'What would be the chances' because right from the first chances...

He Couldn t He Wouldn t

Tammy is shy, innocent, and very naive about men and sex, she is 25 single petite woman. She fidgeted with her short dress, clearing her throat uneasily as she sat at the bar. Men were staring at her, and honestly she didn't blame them. The dress was sent to her by a mysterious annomyous admirer and is ridiculously short and the sharp, lethal looking stilettos made her look hot and very sexy. She didn't look like a cheap hooker, or even a more expensive hooker, she looked like a dainty...

Who wouldn t stare

My perfect meet. I have always loved the idea of being pushed to be more of a sissy than I dare to be. Being made to look girlier or dress sissier or do something only a sissy sub would do. Firstly, even before the meet. I'd be told what to wear and would be told to comply. Whether this be me turning up with panties, garter, stockings, plugged and caged under my male trousers (or women's or shorts) to something else. I would then make my way to the hotel. Once there, I'd have...

The Orgy That Wouldn t End

After the breakup of the six women my wife Kristie had been part of, she had become depressed to the point sex had grinded to a halt. This was so not her and I was quickly and desperately looking for a way to snap her out of it. During a visit to a popular adult book store, I came home with a couple of swinger magazines full of couples ads looking for other couples to swap with. The magazines were for our area and I was thinking her next girlfriend needed to be someone she didn't work the same...

Frankie and Mrs Young

Frankie had been doing the same thing every summer since he was 16; mowing the lawns for the local housewives of his neighborhood for some extra cash. Most paid him well, and he had a series of regular clients. Most people wouldn’t think looking at him that such a friendly and dependable kid would also be successfully running his own lawn mowing business.Now, 18, this would be his last summer of mowing lawns as he was leaving for college in August. Frankie was a handsome young man, with light...

Youth is Wasted on the Young

Youth Is Wasted on the Young By Eric Inspired by Dales The twisted stuff TV series # 10 Regina hungered for youth! It was an ache inside her. It nagged at her all her waking hours and haunted her dreams. She was fifty years old! Fifty! Where had her youth went? She wanted it back. She deserved it back. Regina looked in the mirror. She was still beautiful, everyone said she looked like Jaclyn Smith but there were the tell tale sighs of age - the wrinkles around the eyes, the...

What I would do to her

Connie is a girl at my High school. She is 1 year younger than me, and she is gorgeous. I don’t have any emotional feelings towards her, but, I do have many ideas in my head of what I should do with her. You guys don’t know anything about her, so let me describe her to you. She has long brown curly hair that stops a bit lower then her shoulders, she has brow/hazel eyes, quiet imposing breasts for her age and a body to die for. She is the kind of girl to like bondage and incest. She is smart,...

What I would do to her

Connie is a girl at my High school. She is 1 year younger than me, and she is gorgeous. I don’t have any emotional feelings towards her, but, I do have many ideas in my head of what I should do with her. You guys don’t know anything about her, so let me describe her to you. She has long brown curly hair that stops a bit lower then her shoulders; she has brow/hazel eyes, quiet imposing breasts for her age and a body to die for. She is the kind of girl to like bondage and incest. She is smart,...

What Would You Do

I was whistling to the radio tune negotiating the last few blocks home. The day has been perfect so far and I would be home early. Normally I arrived after my wife but today I probably would be first home. I turned right into the cul-de-sac where we lived and parked my SUV in its place. Sure enough my wife's cute compact wasn't anywhere to be seen, so she didn't arrive yet. I looked at my watch. A few minutes after six. In half an hour or so she should be back. I opened the door and was...

What Would Shakespeare Choose

Having been out of work for over a year now I was becoming a little frantic. I had done everything I had been advised to do by all of the organizations out there attempting to help stem the joblessness in our economy. I had joined self-help groups, resume writing seminars, you name it. No one was hiring a city planner right now, or in the near future. The ones with jobs were not leaving unless they had a job in hand. The ones without were in the same boat as I. It seemed to be a true blessing...

WE BOTH LIKE THEM YOUNG

WE BOTH LIKE THEM YOUNG This story is pure fiction and fantasy and contains reference to forced sex none consensual sex with reference to i****t sex in the contents young boy and young girl so if you do not like this kind of story of then please do not read move on to another otherwise you read at your own risk you have been warned.Hi I would like to introduce my family to you,My names john and I have a gorgeous wife called Lisa with a daughter called Amy, We were married at 19 and had our...

WE LOVE THEM YOUNG

Introduction: this is a story about a wife and husband with a daughter the wife makes a confession to her husband that she likes young boys the husband want to have his daughter so they make a deal and both get what they want WE BOTH LIKE THEM YOUNG This story is pure fiction and fantasy and contains reference to forced sex none consensual sex with reference to incest sex in the contents young boy and young girl so if you do not like this kind of story of then please do not read move on to...

How I would Fuck you

It starts from a party. You had already seen me strip. I spent most of the party in a skimpy butler type outfit and served drinks and snacks, helped with the games and just assisted everyone with their gifts. It was a bachelorette party for a good girl group of your friends with just a quick strip to full nudity at the end. You wanted more and approached me. I was agreeable but mentioned the ring you were wearing. You told me not to worry, that your husband would be picking you up shortly and...

Be True to Yourself

WRITER’S NOTE: I never am sure where these stories are going to go. I just start writing and try to keep a logical flow going. My female characters are all very sexual and enjoy being sexual. They are not always bi but never ‘butch’, just not my subject of choice. So, I can assure you that both Lauren and Sherri will experience their fair share of male companionship in coming installments. One last thing, I try to establish the body as a person, I think you enjoy what happens more if you can...

Steven s Lies Controlling Yourself

Hey this is second episode to the first part of my first account. If you wish to read that one please check it out. Sb Steven and Faith have been friends since they were in high school together. Steven is now twenty- three and in a committed relationship with Jimmy. But when Jimmy breaks up with Steven for another man. Steven is outrageous and seeks comfort in Faith. A night that was supposed to be comfortable turns into a something else. Now Steven is trying to figure out what all of this...

The importance of knowing yourself

Right off the bat let me say this story does not have a happy ending (no pun intended). As I stated in another story/account, ever since I was sexually aware I enjoyed a hightened sexual sensation when something was in my rectum. The closer the size to a large male penis the better the sensation, the more powerful the orgasm. The desire for something in my rectum would come in a cycle, every 8 or 9 months, but the instant I came the desire was gone and all I felt was akin to shame or...

Avenger yourself

You are Patrick Night, a student of 22 years old. Overall you think of yourself of a okay but pretty boring person. With your skinny build, 1,96 meters height, 138 point IQ, scathing wit, dangerously honest, unusually kind personality this wasn't really true but you never realized this. Today is one of the last days of your holiday so you decided to eat out and do so a little expensively. You shouldn't have. The restaurant was caught in the middle of a fight between heroes and villains. during...

Trucker get a grip on yourself

I was rolling down I-81 in Virginia thinking my thoughts as my big diesel ate white stripes on the two-lane interstate. My thoughts were currently on my internet friend/lover Sarah.I'd met Sarah some months previously in an online chatroom. We'd hit it off very well and become cyber lovers. I know, many of you think that's stupid, icky, gross. I have found it to be stimulating. It titillates my biggest sex organ, the soft round one which is located between my earsWe'd explored many scenarios...

Keep Your Hands To Yourself

Robin and Sandra have been friends for twenty years now. They met in high school and have been inseparable since being put on the same team for an impromptu softball game. They do everything together, including men. Although, out of respect when one gets serious about a guy the other backs off. Sandra has recently met a man named Franklin. He is a handsome gentleman that she has kept from meeting Robin for very specific reasons. The moment they met she knew he was more than just a toy for...

Kelly Girl Chapter 2 Suit Yourself

Copyright 1999, by Wanda Cunningham. Lainie, Rebel and Bashful, thanks for the encouragement. There is no actual sex or transformation in this chapter. Still, nobody under 18 should read this or whatever is the appropriate age in their community. This story deals with transgenderism in children and may be uncomfortable for some readers. Kelly Girl Chapter 2: Suit Yourself By Wanda Cunningham Pete's driving style had one advantage over Barbie's; in a big Mercedes, the passengers...

Keep Your Hands to Yourself

Keep Your Hands to Yourself After I'd gently cupped her chest, Brittaney quickly reminded me that there was no touching. "Even if I wanted you to, Brian won't allow it," she said. "And I don't want you to." But there was something so irresistible about that white vinyl tube top thing she was wearing... the sheen caught my eye and I felt like some kind of bird, helpless in the face of anything that caught the light in a certain way. "Okay, that's it," Brian, the night manager,...

The Academy Part 2 Losing Yourself

I walked along and tried to be positive about my new found 'freedom.' At least I didn't have to be locked in that room. Many girls walked past me and some stared with looks of pity and others walked by and giggled and even a few looked at me like a piece of meat. I tried to avert all their glances but I was scared and embarrassed and the only thing keeping me walking was the urge to get as far away from that room. I came to what seemed to be a lounge and there were girls sitting on chairs...

The importance of knowing yourself

Right off the bat let me say this story does not have a happy ending (no pun intended).As I stated in another story/account, ever since I was sexually aware I enjoyed a hightened sexual sensation when something was in my rectum. The closer the size to a large male penis the better the sensation, the more powerful the orgasm. The desire for something in my rectum would come in a cycle, every 8 or 9 months, but the instant I came the desire was gone and all I felt was akin to shame or...

Love Yourself

It was a cabin in the Ozarks where two friends lived and shared their solitary lives. Mariah had a fairly new relationship with Lorraine. The ladies had met at a local fair where both were selling objects they had made of local products. They were getting along wonderfully and simply now that they moved in together in the cabin at the crest of a hill.Lorraine was a natural seer and Mariah was a seeker. They got along so easily and well. But It always seemed that Mariah was seeking something but...

Forever Young

“What have I gotten myself into?” My palms were moist and my heart beat quickly. I knew what I was about to do was a mistake, but I sure didn’t have the brains to stop. Or rather, I had too much testosterone to make myself use my brains. “I actually told her my nickname, Fingers,” I thought with embarrassment. “What a fucking ass I am.” My college teammates had given me that nickname because of my really big hands and freakishly long fingers, which helped me snag passes that were behind me or...

What We Would Both Miss

It was the final night of our weeklong canoeing trip. In the morning, we would have just three more miles to travel on the river until we arrived at the public campground where my fiancée’s sister would be meeting us to take us back to reality, back to society and bills and jobs and traffic jams and innumerable rude people in the city. I was not looking forward to that return. I was also not really looking forward to wearing actual clothing again. For the entirety of our journey, my...

WHAT CAN BROWN DO FOR YOU

WHAT CAN BROWN DO FOR YOU? by Darkness Kevin pulled his car to the curb and rolled to a stop. He immediately jumped out and dashed into a Starbucks’ for a cup of Dark Roast Coffee on his way to work. All goes well as he spends fewer than five minutes in the coffee shop and was on his way out when he discovered a UPS truck had him wedged in between an SUV in front, and a carpet cleaning service van. Kevin suppressed his desire to scream and instead glanced about to see any sign of the UPS...

The Tales From The Tavern Only The Good Die Young

A dark and rainy night. Roaring thunder. Even though nature's outburst of rage had caused a blackout, more guests than usual had found their way into big ol' Tom's tavern. Some of them for shelter from the pouring rain. The vast majority however, for a good evening filled with stories being told at the bar in the midst of the dim flickering light of the many lit candles, for the tavern was also known as 'The Place Where Stories Are Told'. A power breakdown had never been a reason to keep his...

Old Goes Young

OldGoesYoung! As dudes get older, they start wondering what they’re going to do with themselves after they retire. Some will pick up a hobby like woodworking, devoting hours, days, and ultimately years to perfecting a craft. Others will simply grow fatter and drunker while watching TV on the couch. Thanks to Viagra, plenty of old fogies these days will spend their golden years smashing much younger sluts. Those are the kind of elderly studs you’ll find hammering away at...

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My wife Dee an I are in our 50’s ,we have some friends whose wife is also named Dee that we would go out with time to time. This particular night we were going bar hopping in our local town. We had already hit 4 bars when we came to the Brass Cactus, a little neighborhood bar that you parked in the rear and came in the back door, the had booths and tables, so by the time we got there it was packed so we had to sit apart,the two Dees sat together,and Dee’s husband sat with them.I sat at the...

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Part 2 Several days had transpired since the events of the previous story. Life had gone on as usual for our little family and why shouldn’t it have? We were comfortable and for the most part content. My husband Noah had no inkling about the changes I had in store for him though. I had now devised the first few steps to transform him into a cuckold; a desire of his that I had only so recently realized that he secretly harbored. If I were to be honest with myself, I wanted to be promiscuous;...

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I was back in Montreal for Christmas. As I drove around the city I couldn’t help but enjoy old memories. Maybe because of the season, one memory from a Christmas past stood out. Swinging a little out of my way I drove past the old grey stone building where a long-time friend and I were once roommates. Her name was Sheri and we’d known each other since we were kids.It was just before Christmas and for once Sheri and I had the apartment to ourselves. We’d been secretly sleeping together for...

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Mac and Kevin had been friends since college. They partied a lot together, and continued to be close friends after college. Kevin was a groomsman in Mac and Beth’s wedding when they got married in their junior year of college. Kevin was surprised that his friend was messing around while he was dating Beth, but shocked when Mac’s cheating continued after they were married.Kevin might have understood Mac’s cheating if Beth hadn’t been such a sweet person, with killer looks. She worked as a dental...

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It was originally a gift for my best friend Jake but he hadn't wanted the stuipid last minuite gift. As I twisted and turned the colone bottle through my hands I studied its shape it resembled the shape of a gorgeous lady that had at least 38 DD. The top of it was the lady's head. Already i wished she actually was there. I figured why not keep it and see if i can use it. So when I got home i put it in a bathroom cabinet. It stayed there for 4 years. Then finally one year when I was looking for...

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Like Icarus, I flew too close to the sun. It was my downfall. And again, like Icarus, it was my own fault. I made a bad decision, and I came spinning down from the heights of passion to the depths of despair. My story was going so well. Ursula cared deeply for me, her Roger, and I adored her with my complete soul. Who would have thought it would end this way? Cynthia and Carl had broken up. Who was to blame for that? I hadn't a clue, really. Perhaps nobody was. Perhaps it was just life...

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What’s Next? Three Months Ago Sarah quietly tiptoed into their bedroom, glad for once that Ashley could sleep through a nuclear war. She was late. Really late. She got caught up at work on a project and ended up in conference with some client reps in Geneva. It was their ‘morning’ and they couldn’t have cared less that it was her ‘night’ and far beyond normal business hours. Tonight was date night and they had had plans. She hang up her ‘power suit’ and put the black pumps with the 4” heels in...

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Cynthia was an old friend. She and I had been good friends for a long time. I knew her, and trusted her with my life and heart. She had never failed me. It was at her instigation that I went out with a dear friend of hers. This friend was someone from another group, another gathering that I had never met. Cynthia was a friend, but she also had her secrets to which I had never been privy. For whatever reason, Cynthia felt that Ursula and I would hit it off. We were about to find out this very...

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Our relationship continued and deepened. It was getting better and better. She had accepted that I was her Master, but in name only. I was not really that into it. I was very indulgent. For a sub she did pretty much whatever she wanted to do. It was actually quite charming in its own way. And we adored each other. My Ursula was a perfect woman, in every way. She was bright, very articulate, and engaging. And her beauty was outstanding. She had lovely, short, raven hair, and a body to die for,...

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Several weeks after I had met Ursula, with the help of Cynthia, my old friend, I received an invitation from Ursula to a party at her home in the suburbs of our east coast city. I readily accepted. I had grown to adore Ursula. I was so lucky that she was not married yet. That definitely gave me an opening. I knew the lifestyle she practiced and I was not horrified. I was fascinated. We had met a few times in the interim, and each time we had been conventional lovers. I had fucked her, sucked...

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Whats it like on the other side - part 2 by B. Pink The girl slept easily, on her side, her knees pulled up in a feotal position, her hand between her legs, not touching or rubbing herself but just covering the female area that a short while ago had been sated and injected with sperm. I lay inside her, the darkness inside her body, her closed eyes shutting out all possible glimmer of light. I wondered what had happened to my body, was I still in it and my present self was an...

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Whats it like on the other side The Final Part by B.Pink Before reading this it is essential that you read the other parts, otherwise this will make no sense at all. Even then, it may well seem confusing, as the story I have attempted to write of two people in one body I have found extremely difficult to put into words. Your comments and thoughts on this would be appreciated. Wednesday nights at the club, girls free before 9.30pm. We walked in, my face smiling at the hunky...

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Doctor Bob I had decided to take the job that Shelly had offered. I had found that I had the support of everyone that really mattered to me, my Mom, my sister, and most of all Jamie. I was going to spend the next few days check out all the options. I was leaning towards a permanent voice change, and then really living full time as a woman. There was just something that really did feel so right about it. Jamie gave me the name and phone number of the speech pathologist. On Monday...

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