WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2014 by The Technician ( [email protected]. ) Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Published eBooks by Wayne Mitchell (The Technician} Senior Project http://a1adultebooks.com/book.htm?pr=7753 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * It was very late at night– or very early in the morning depending on your point of view. I am always up sometime during the night. I think I inherited that from my …
The Perfect Gift For A Teenager
This story is intended for mature adults only. It was christmas eve and Jake laid awake in his bed. He laid in his bed since morning filling his mind with erotic sexual fantasies. He was 18 and he was obsessed with sexual thoughts. As every teenager he watched a lot of porn and jerked off. Amidst his cloud of perverted thoughts he heard the clock chime twelve noon. Jake struggled from his bed and shambled out into the living room. His eyes narrowed as he gazed at the beautifully decorated christmas tree and the suspicious looking large gift next to it. “Merry christmas!!!!” shouted Jake’s dad and step-mom in unison. “Ah what the…? you guys freaking me out! exclaimed Jake. “We just wanted to surprise you son! Go on open your present” said Jake’s dad with a proud gleam in his eyes. “Oh great!” said Jake with his eyes wide as he knelt down next to the wrapped gift. “It heavy! said Jeff and struggled to pull the large heavy gift to a better position. The gift was almost 5feet long and 2 feet wide. He slipped the red ribbon from the corner of the gift and hurriedly tore open the red wrapping paper. “Here we go! he said and removed the lid. Immediately Jeff’s face had a startled expression looking into the box with a lush naked body of a girl. Jake raked his eyes over her young tanned skin and saw her arms and legs were bound with plastic ties. “Lets get her out” said Jake’s dad and gave her a huge shove. Then her naked body landed on the floor with smack. He cut the plastic tie …
My wife watches porn..with my friends Part I
Ok so a little background before I get into the "story" itself- I have a group of four close friends here; Kam, Sheru, Bunty, and Atif. We are all married and our wives are good friends together. We are all around same age (mid 30's) and often get together as couples to hang out late into the night talking and enjoying. You have seen a pic of my wife and can surely tell that she is very attractive, so naturally I often catch one of the guys staring at her ass or tits, and honestly speaking I stare at their wives too. Their staring gets me very excited so sometimes when we come home from parties Hira and I will talk about how they look at her and what they'd do to her while we have sex (This is as far as we have gone though – just talking). So sometimes we'll get together for a "Boys night in" where just the guys get together at one guy or another's house to hang out, play cards and just talk. The wives don't come with, only the wife of the host is usually present. At these events the topic can often get pretty raunchy, including sharing favorite porn clips and stuff guys usually talk about when women aren't around. So now this is where the story starts- at one of those "boys nights" gatherings at our house, with Hira being the only woman around. Usually the conversation drifts to porn, and its not long before someone pulls out their phone or ipad to share their favorite porn movies. Well this night is no different; Sheru starts talking about some website he's found with …
The Academy: Origins
What your reading is a prequel to my other series The Academy, which I suggest you go and check out, but you don't have to in order to read this. I would like to note that my writing in the early stages of The Academy was not very good, but I do believe I improve as time goes on, so stick with it. Anyways, this is a side project that I'll be doing while I finish up The Academy. I will be posting both regularly and that won't change, but I decided to do this as well. Thanks for reading. Leave me a comment if you enjoyed and want to see more. Nancy Rose had her long legs crossed and her hands folded as she sat in a coffee shop on a street corner in a frozen over Chicago. Her body was wrapped in a tight pencil skirt and a long sleeved, flowing, teal shirt. She moved her long jet black hair out of her eyes and bit her lip as she read her book. Nancy was a lonely woman. She was a dropout at Northwestern University where she never had time to find a spouse, it was at this university that she was studying to become a professor. She toiled her whole adult life to achieve her dream of teaching, but was forced to abandon it due to lack of money. She works jobs such as nanny care now, every once and a while she gets a gig answering telephones for a company, despite being an extremely intelligent human who was in their late 20's. She was capable of achieving so much more but isn't given the opportunity all because she wasn't able to receive a piece of paper from a university. She …
Sara Part I
There is something so inherently slutty about checking into a cheap, dirty motel for the sole purpose of sex but that’s where I find myself. Laying atop one 18 year old boy with his cock deeply rooted in my slit with another one behind me pumping up into my ass and yet a 3rd encased in the hand of it’s owner as he furiously strokes and then explodes all over my face and I race to get it all into my mouth. “Oh fuck Mrs. Jensen….ass is so fucking tight!” he yelped as he pounds into my asshole. “Yeah fuck her harder! Come on you MILF whore! Fucking ride my dick! Make me fucking cum!” the one in my pussy demands then starts to bite down on my nipple. “Come you two, hurry the fuck and cum. I wanna see her holes dripping with it.” the only other female in the room, Cassie, instructs from the corner as she watches and rubs her own pussy. She doesn’t have to wait long and they both cum almost simultaneously. Most people wouldn’t recognize a porn star when they are out and about in their normal everyday lives….especially one that hasn’t made a movie in over 15 years and as a 35 year old mother of two I took a little solace in that. Besides it wasn’t like I was a huge mega star in the first place. My career lasted all of 18 months and this was before the days of widespread internet porn and the exposure the girls get these days. When I was relevant porn was just starting to hit the internet but still mostly relegated to adult books stores and those little rooms at the back of your …
Writing with Young Eager Help- Part 1
The rest of her family had left their condo at the resort so Meghan placed the flash drive she had found in her uncle's shirt pocket into the laptop. She saw a Word file called "Vacation Time with My Horny Niece" as a menu item and she curiously clicked on it. A file immediately loaded and examining the paragraphs . . . it looked like her Uncle Dave had cut and pasted chunks from different Adult porn stories and pasted them on the page. She inquisitively read the following: I sucked in my breath at seeing this school girl bare-chested for me to molest. Although she didn't have any breasts to speak of yet, in fact barely golf ball sized buds; the little beauties were large and puffy, forming little mounds on her otherwise flat chest. Dark pink areolas, erect hard nipples in the center sticking out a good quarter inch. Her nipples were obviously responding to her early hormones. I moved my hand onto her chest, spread my fingers and rubbed each of them across one of those delightful nipples, having them pop between my fingers. The next one read: Ever since Susie had watched her mother suck her dad's cock, she'd wanted to try it. She knew he was aware of her budding sexuality. She'd caught him sneaking looks down her blouse and had caught him looking at her ass more than once. To confirm her suspicions, she'd put on an oxford shirt without her bra and unbuttoned the top few buttons before going into her Daddy's den to have him help her with her homework. She laid the book in …
What the Hell Am I Doing?– Chapter 3
——————————————————————– Author’s Note: This is a new series of stories, all of them holding at least a kernel of truth, if not more. Not all will have full-on sexual contact and/or encounters, at least as I have it planned, but I hope the reader will enjoy the feelings, and emotions, that went through my mind. That being said, there is going to be a lot of interracial sexual relations, sex with strangers, and even some v******e. Call it adultery, call it slavery, or call it submission, whatever label you choose, but unless you have a CONSTRUCTIVE comment, I’m not interested in hearing your blithering, whiney fingers scream about how I should be divorced, shot, made homeless, or abandoned. We all have enough troubles in our days without listening to your opinions on how someone should live their lives. With that said, if you are still here, please enjoy this second installment: —————————————————————— What the Hell Am I Doing?- Chapter 3 As usual, when I exited the bath room the next morning, I found my clothes laid out. As my Master, Ben liked to choose what I would wear, and because I liked to provide him some variety, I tended to pack heavy. My husband would ask me why I would take a dozen outfits for a five-day trip, and I would just explain to him that some of the trip involved client dinners and so on, which required me to change into something nicer. What I said was true, I would …
Bisexual Theatre Slut
My wife, Toni and I were out drinking one night in San Diego. At the time we were both in our early 30s. Toni was 5'6" 200lbs, long blnde hair, 44DD tits, and kept her pussy shaved bald. We staggered out of one bar and headed up the street to another when we past an adult theater. Toni grabbed my arm and said, "Come on, lets go in. I want you to fuck me in there." I was happy to go along, so I paid the man and we entered the dark theater. I held her hand as we stayed in the back of the theater to allow our eyes to adjust to the darkness. On the screen, a large breasted blonde was bent over being fucked from behind by a large black cock and her face was buried in a tasty looking pussy. Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I scanned the theater to look for a good place to sit. Near us in the back corner, a man was leaned back against the wall watching the action on the screen. He had his pants down around his ankles and was slowly stroking his cock. My own cock started to stiffen in my pants as I watched him stroke. I had known for a long time I was bisexual, but I had not fully explored this side of me. Toni had her suspicions about me as I loved my ass fingered while she sucked my cock and recently I had talked her into fucking me with a strap-on dildo. Toni was eager to sit and she took my hand and led us to a row of seats in the middle of the theater. We settled in, raising the arm rest between us so we could sit close. Toni's hand began to rub my crotch as …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 46: The Interspecies Threesome (Part 1)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-45”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Friday evening. My friend and I had made plans to go see a movie. Unfortunately, there was something we had omitted to consider. It was the movie’s opening night and getting there ten minutes in advanced was not sufficient. The woman in the booth almost laughed at us when we asked for tickets. Apparently, it had sold out hours earlier. My first thought was to return home and watch a movie on the small screen. But my friend had something else in mind. We had gotten all dressed up and she claimed it would be a waste to just head home. That was how she convinced me to make a pit stop at the bar that stood less than a block from the theatre. I am not exactly …