I summarize this sexy series: sex with two good girlfriends leads later to intimate impreganations I summarize the sexy content of this issue: I make love to two tasty lovely ladies soon slaves of love I summarize the set-up of this serious series of sexy stories of to two women wanton for sex and love I will tell in my prelude how two girlfriends, each others best, become hot for my daily doses of love I wlll tell You first about a hot holiday together which turns our apartment into our first Sex Clinic I summarize the second longest part of this series when the cool hot hospital turns into a Sex Clinic I summarize the main line: one of the two heads that hospital, wants to get pregnant as her secretary I will first tell You all about our hot holiday for three one sexy Summer on a Greek island of love I will first tell You all about how the hospital turns secretly into a private impregnation stationI am on a hot holiday with two great girlfriends, one wants simply sex the other to get preggy! I am on a hot holiday for a foxy fortnight at a Greek island with two terrific tasty great girlfriends I am taking turns to dance with them both at Lesbos during our first night out, use it to talk them up I get them both soon in the mood to tell me their secret sexy wishes whispered during slow foxtrots I get them both soon in the mood for closer encounters without wearing their seductive sexy outfits I notice that the head of the hot hospital has less a head for strong booze than …
ProfNigma Stories #4: Falling Pieces #3
Victorious: Falling Pieces #3 "Oh fuck, that's nice!" Trina Vega was propped up on the bar inside the handicapped restroom, where her 'secret' boyfriend, Robbie, had his head firmly placed underneath her dress. His oral skills had certainly come a long way since they first started doing this, and after just a few minutes Trina could feel an orgasm building. She always tried to hold in all compliments, because she felt he'd work harder if he thought she wasn't pleased enough, but sometimes things would slip out. Robbie really wasn't crazy about doing this inside a school bathroom, but he was doing something he really enjoyed, so that more than made up for it. His tongue was circling her sex, while he kept his hands firmly on her thighs. He knew Trina was trying to hold back, despite knowing that he was making her feel really good. He was fine with that. Her hands gripped on his curly black hair tightly, pushing him into her core as much as she could, sending a signal that she was about to blow. Soon enough, a half purring/half squealing came pouring from her mouth as her body spasmed a bit before her juices came out in a gush, which Robbie hungrily lapped up. "Did I do good?" he asked, already knowing the answer, as he pulled his head from her dress. "Yes…" she said, her mouth fighting an ear-to-ear smile, as she bit her lip, basking in her afterglow. "You did… amazing." "Well, you're welcome. I actually stayed up researching it, and I actually found a really interesting …
Sex Studio Secrets #6: Wendy-3
Wendy wonders whether she wants to work more with her hot foot fetish, will she go pro? Wendy loves to confess and to consult her fine friend, elder gentleman Professor Peter Wendy knows he records everything on video and writes her true tales in sexy stories Wendy tells below about her hot day at work and some of her hottest sexy dirty dreams Wonderful Wendy looks lovely: slender and sexy, short dress, wears panties but never any underwear Wendy has firm little tasty tits and has a few kinky fancies and fantasies for further love life Wendy is into 'smelly sex', suffering from a fancy for Bromadrosis or stink-feet from fine females Wendy loves she smell of her panties … especially after she wears them for three days in a row! Wendy has a great day at work in the shoe-shop which offers only long leather boots and high heels Wendy has an attractive client with long legs and she helps her out of her over-the-knee long boots Wendy gets wet from the smell of her feet and proposes her client to retire with her to the canteen Wendy knows well her client has seen her bare bald snatch under her sheer sexy see-through panties! Wendy seduces her and foot-fucks herself with the smelly foot, she comes hard squirting all over it Wendy loves to talk to trusted priest Professor Peter Poet about her fetishes, fancies and fantasies Wendy confesses to him that she sometimes wonders whether she wants to become a whore for foot-fucks? Wendy loves his wide open mind without any moral borders …
High School Lust – Marisa’s Discovery: Part 1
High School Lust – Marisa’s Discovery: Part 1 This is my first attempt at writing this type of story so any constructive criticism and suggestions would be helpful but please keep it friendly (Please note I am from the UK so some words may vary from the US spelling and/or phrasing) . I will use scenes to break this part up into sections to make it easier to navigate for those who wish to read certain scenes. I am unsure of what the rules are regarding the ages (UK Law is 16 for age of consent) of the characters in stories so if someone could please inform me on the comments, that would be great. My stories won’t be extremely long but there will be many Parts which will include new, exciting themes. This is Part 1 of a series of stories, there won’t be vaginal or anal sex in this part as I don’t want to rush it but there will in the future. Scene Titles: 1 – Jason’s Dream Girl (Intro) 2 – Walking home 3 – Make yourself at home 4 – Discovery 5 – See you at school (Conclusion) Jason‘s Dream Girl There she is, the most beautiful girl in the school, Marisa Alesi. Her long, brown hair flows down her back, resting just above her waist, you could look into her chocolate brown eyes for hours and never get bored. Her skin has no imperfections, not even a freckle, her olive complexion is just one of the characteristics she has from her Italian ancestors. Jason admires her from across the playing field as she practices her cheerleading in her small black cotton shorts which accentuate …
My best sexstories
Whether I’m writing about joining the mile high club, attending a “kissing party”, or the joy that comes with not caring about pubic hair, I often address my sex life directly. Sometimes, I even dispense unsolicited advice based on personal experiences on matters such as staying faithful, and which awkward scenarios couples should expect to face in the sack. For this roundup of sensual stories, however, I cast a wide net. What I discovered is that everyone seems to have a saucy tale worth sharing. Below are the top 5 anecdotes of the lot, which are sure to leave you flesh thirsty. (Each story has been edited for clarity.) 1. Jerking around in-flight (male, 30) My college girlfriend had an insatiable appetite for sex. So an hour before heading to the airport to catch a flight to Italy in 2002 (the trip was our graduation gift to ourselves), we had sex. By the time we were boarding, she was already ready for more. Naturally, we checked out the plane’s bathroom, but we agreed that it looked too cramped for a mid-air romp. Undeterred, my gal summoned a flight attendant shortly after takeoff and requested two blankets. Then she draped the navy blue polyester throws over my lap, slipped her hand beneath the makeshift barrier, withdrew my dick, and massaged me to erection. Bear in mind that we were in a three- seat row. She was by the window, I was in the center, and a middle-aged European dude neither of us knew was sitting near the aisle. While jerking me off as slowly as …
Only Girl in School – 1
The original concept for this story was not my own design. It is derived from the story “The only girl in school” by Frankel. I do not intend to claim this idea as my own. However, on reading the story, it was too wonderful a premise to allow it to suffer so horribly under the writing of that author. The content was also too far-fetched to be truly enjoyed and the tastes too specific. I have decided to give the story a re-write in order to improve the readability and expand on the original preferences. Enjoy. Fair warning: This will have plenty of forced sex and thorough rape. Just not quite as particular as Frankel's stories. If that offends you, please leave. If that excites you, please read on. I'm excited for you to experience all the anguish I have in store for our heroine as she loses herself, being forced by men and women alike to be used in every way she never imagined. It may take a while to get started, but I hope you see it through and enjoy. Katie had always been trying to break the mold. She never appreciated any form that society wanted her to fit. She didn't keep inside the lines and anyone who knew her knew not to tell her what to do. In her disobedience to the system, she was brilliant. She was the top student in her high school and she surpassed her peers in nearly every way. She worked long hour on her schoolwork and trained hard for her swim team. She was easily going to be the most successful person you'd ever met, and she was going to do it entirely by …
The Sexcapades of Aurora & Dylan – Chapter 1
The Sexcapades of Aurora & Dylan Prologue: I started writing "The Sexcapades" series to find an outlet for my deep sexual desires. Although the story is based from my own point of view, and experiences, the majority of it is fictional, and something I find deeply arousing to put into words and no longer trapped in my own mind. The stories all revolve around Aurora and Dylan, incestuous twin sisters. Once Jason is drawn into their world. The three lovers live out what people only fantasize and dream about. I plan to keep writing them for the readers and myself. Although some of the writing will be controversial and wrong to societies standards, I hope you enjoy and feel free to send my your comments and suggestions. You never know, some of it may help me shape the next chapter of the story. The Beginning: Junk mail and bills, that is all ever get, I thing to myself as I close the mail box, with a loud thud. Just then, Dave and Shelby, emerge from the open garage across the street. "All packed? I call out. Shelby smiled and begins to approach as Dave lifted the heavy suitcases into his trunk. They are an awesome family, and when my wife and I bought our first house across the street, they welcomed us with open arms. They often invite us over, and in the summers, my wife and I never turns down the invites to swim in their pool and drink late into the morning. Beside they have 4 georgous daughters, twins that just turned 18 this year, and graduated high school, and the other two …
The Bookstore
She had always loved to read. Even as a kid, she always had her nose in a book. She’d read while walking to school, while brushing her teeth, she used to ride to the library and come home bowed under the weight of her book bag. She was voracious about it, she devoured novels, she worked her way systematically through the library. When her mum and dad went to shopping malls on the weekend, they often left her in a book store while they got groceries or ran errands, it was easy, she’d just sit in a corner and read and read and read. She couldn’t quite remember when she first discovered the adult books section. She’d been young, she knew that much. Maybe 11, maybe 12. Every bookstore has one, Borders, Dymmocks, Angus & Robertson – it’s a thin slice of shelf, usually somewhere in between Self Help and Health. She was a kid, she was curious. She’d already found her mum’s copy of the Joy of Sex, she’d felt that hot guilty pressure in her lower stomach, she thought there might be more where that came from in this new genre, this new frontier, ADULT NOVELS . She stood in front of books about portion size and the optimum amount of daily steps and darted her eyes left. Hand outstretched, shaking, trying desperately to seem casual. Slipping out that first volume. Hurrying away to a corner and devouring it in hot, hungry eyefuls; feeling swollen, feeling distended and not knowing why. Clenching her thighs together. Peering around to make sure no one was coming. She wouldn’t want to get …
My Brother and His Friends (True)
When I was 15, and my brother was 18, we had been together for a year. No one knew about our relationship, and that is the way we wanted it. He had dated other girls during this time, and it never bothered me. He was not my boyfriend, and I wanted him to be happy and find a girl to love and marry. I never had a selfish thought about me being his only girl. I was his sister, and I loved him, so I wanted him to do whatever he wanted to. This story took place about 14 months after the first two stories. This is the story of the first time I had sex with multiple men. My brother was one of them, and not one of the other guys knew that I was his sister. As far as they knew, and still know, I was his girlfriend for the night. My brother, if you had read my previous stories, was a star football player at our high school. He was naturally being recruited by several colleges at the time we first got together, and he had finally chosen a school, attending with a scholarship. A couple of weeks after school started, he invited me to come visit him at his dorm for the weekend. Because he had plans to make love to me that weekend, we agreed that I would be introduced as his girlfriend to everyone. I must admit, to visit my gorgeous brother, and have him show me off to everyone was something that made me feel incredibly important and special. My brother knew how to treat me right. I got in on a Friday afternoon, and his roommate was nice enough to leave us alone for the night so we could …
New Horizons
For most people they want an uneventful life that holds very few surprises and we were no exception. There is a certain amount of security in developing a routine in your life. I think most of us become boring by choice. Our lives the past few years can be defined by our calendar. My wife and I go to the gym Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. We dine out almost every Friday, but occasionally try a new restaurant when we feel real adventuresome. Then there is the BBQ with our long time friends on the second Saturday of each month. I usually play racquetball at 6:30 am on Monday and Wednesday. Oh yeah, I forgot… we usually fuck on Sunday and Thursday. Probably because there is not much to watch on TV those nights. It occurred to me recently that we had run out of new stories to tell because we had run out of new adventures. Little did I know how that was all about to change. I retired early at 49, two years ago because I was able to sell our business for a hefty sum. My wife followed me in retirement a year later, not just because she no longer needed to work but because she hated her job. We have lived at the beach in Southern California since our marriage twenty two years ago, in a house I designed and built. My name is Alan, and my wife's name is Ann. She was a high school teacher for fifteen years and I was a general contractor and manufacturer. Our life is one that most people would envy. Selling the business provided enough profit that we were able to pay off all our …
Shawn and Joeys New Arrangement
Note from the author: So, due to the new rules for the site I cannot tell some of my younger stories. So i am skipping ahead a few years. For more details on those kinda stories I guess send me a message or something. My name is Shawn and I am 16 years old and in High School. If you have read any of my previous stories, then you know my back story. For those who have not, here it is: I lost my virginity at the age of 12 to a boy named Ryan. I am a skinny white boy, no real muscle on me at all. I weigh like 115 lbs at best and am 5 10. So, yes tall and skinny. I have a 6 in cut cock. Ryan and I had sex with eachother for several years. I got to try topping a few times in that period, but mainly was the bottom boy. In the end, he got into some kinky shit and I became a slave to him. It was like paradise, until he started getting bored. In the end we "broke up" I guess and he decided to try girls. In the end, he stayed with girls and I was left with no longer having a sexual partner. So, now onto the story. I was walking down the halls of my high school Monday morning. It was spring time and I was just wanting this school year to end already. I had gone about six months without sex and was a bit depressed at that. I mean, I was getting fucked several times a week usually by Ryan for almost four years! Now, I was back to not getting shit. It was not all bad though. While I was not out to everyone, except a few close friends, there was one person I could confide in. His name was …
A Very Good Friend
The local salon had been good to Caty. At thirty-seven, she had built up a nice clientele, and enjoyed the time with her customers. A down-to-earth soul, she enjoyed the conversations and idle chatter while she transformed ordinary soccer moms into PTA starlets. Occasionally, the conversation was therapeutic for stylist and customer alike. Nearly one year removed from her divorce, she threw herself into her work, voraciously learning all the latest styling techniques and trends. Eventually, word spread and Caty was in high demand. Along the way, she had become pretty adept at forgetting her post-divorce loneliness. Lynora was one of Caty’s original clients. A mature and striking brunette, she simply had presence that filled a room. Perhaps it was her success as an account executive at a Big Five consulting firm, or her brash confidence as a woman who knows what she wants, but those who knew Lynora were either impressed or downright intimidated. Rumor has it her ex-husband was the latter. Over the years, the two formed a relationship beyond “client.” Caty appreciated Lynora’s tales of corporate politics, and was fascinated with the gossip out of the executive wing. Lynora, on the other hand, was struck with Caty’s ambition and passion for her craft, and had a soft spot for a recently-divorced woman trying to make it in the world. They were an unlikely pair, but it worked. From time to time, the two would go out for drinks, mostly gourmet martinis. Inevitably, more intimate …
You Sure Got A Pretty Mouth! 5
The rest of Tuesday was uneventful, as Jenny didn’t make it home before my dad and step mom. Apparently her high school is going to have a big game this weekend and she had to stay late so her squad would be adequately prepared. I did some odd jobs around the house to occupy my time and chatted with an old buddy on the phone. When my dad and step mom got home I went to my room so I could check my e-mail. I was busy doing it when I thought about the Glory Holes at the adult bookstore out by the airport. I couldn’t wait for the weekend and to take Jenny there. I brought up the site for Glory Holes and tried to remember if I had my old buddy’s phone number still. I knew what store it was but I wanted to know if the holes were still there and if that kind of thing still took place. Old Charlie Pratt was a weird guy in high school, who everyone knew but sort of kept at arms length. You always saw him at parties and high school functions but he sort of floated between groups of people not really hanging out with anyone in particular. I’m sure it was because he was into things most other guys weren’t exactly comfortable with. Charlie was always talking about sex but weird shit. He was into S&M and bondage and was always talking about some bizarre sexual fetish or sexual story he read about. Most guys in high school think about sex 24/7 but not as deeply, twisted, or perverted as Charlie. Take the Glory Holes thing, he thought it was the neatest thing going and would tell everyone …
Aunt Lynn
As with my stories, there's a bit of lead-in. Please judge it as telling a story. If you have read "You want me to do What to your mother", then this is a continuance of that story. I hope it's as well received. I have opened comments. Please keep them relative to this story. This is a sequel to: “You want me to do WHAT to your mother?” A quick synopsis of the first story. Wife asked me to “service” her mother, as her father had a stroke and heart attack, then he died. So for 3 years, she did not have sex. My wife said “No holds barred, but keep it down to every couple of weeks or so. I want to be kept satisfied and mom gets you afterward.” Since “mom” (as she wanted us to call her) married Dad just out of H S, she did not have man experience before hand. Moreover, dad was ultra religious. In their religion, women served the man. They were not allowed to start sex, or be “on top” Just lay there and take it, so to speak. And not work outside the house. My wife and her mom plotted to have me please her, and I taught her many new things which she had not tried (or even heard of) before. Then, after 2 years, MIL died suddenly. Me: Before marriage, I had a few “older” women. When I was about 20 and did TV home service. I serviced many MILFs in the process. This became a symbiotic relationship; they wanted sex (and with a younger man) and I learned from experience how to polish my skills in pleasing women. Older women also know what they want and are not afraid to go for it. …
What Happens in Vegas
The following warning is probably not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it does apply to most of my stories. 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) 2015 by The Technician. 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. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = * * * * * * * * * * * * It was just before eight o’clock on Saturday evening and Sandra Kowalski was all but dragging her husband, David, by his elbow into the central ballroom of the Blue Sky Casino. “We are going to be late,” she …
Vector: Chapter One
Hello, everyone. It's been a while, hasn't it? Well, I'm back and I bring tidings of a new story. But first, let me talk a little about the old one. "Take it Easy" was an experiment. One to test both what kinds of things would work in a story and how people would respond to them. I never really planned for it to be more than that. This story, however, should last a good bit longer and have a real plot. I actually have an ending planned for it, which is nice. The sex won't be instantaneous, but I think it'll be worth the wait when it does come. Thanks for reading. The story is also being posted on adultfanfiction and storiesonline, so check those sites if you feel the need. Your feedback is most welcome. The best ways to reach me are at my email [email protected] and my Twitter @zxnoregretsxz69 Thanks for reading and hope you enjoy. ** I shook my head. "No, all I'm saying is that Quicksilver wouldn't be able to punch things at that kind of speed without breaking his arms and hands, so he must be invincible. That's why it doesn't make sense that he can get hurt." Eric threw up his hands in frustration. "Of all the plot holes and inconsistencies in Age of Ultron, that's the one you care most about?" I thought for a second. "Pretty much. Super speed without invincibility would suck, so yeah." "Hey, that's our turn." Eric pointed up ahead. I flipped the signal on and tried to calm myself; I felt strangely nervous. "Ready for high school?" I grinned. Eric puffed out his …
Bedding the Babysitter Ch 06
BEDDING THE BABYSITTER CHAPTER 6 Summary: Cheerleader Jenny goes on her first lesbian date. A summary of the first five parts (although if you have not read them, I highly suggest you do…especially part 3 for this one) Part 1: 18 year old Jenny is a shy, curious babysitter who is pulled into the lesbian lifestyle by her pretty, seductive neighbor and employer, Megan. Part 2: Jenny is taken out for a makeover where she meets her school crush (cheerleader Karen) and ends up the lesbian club (La Château) where she accepts unconditionally that she is a submissive lesbian. Part 3: Jenny, now a sub to cheerleading captain Karen, ends up becoming popular, sets new fashions, starts seducing a female teacher and ends up as the pet for a group of cheerleaders at a retreat. Part 4: Jenny attempts to complete her seduction of her pretty teacher. Part 5: Returning home, she walks in on her Mom who has submitted to Karen. Shocked, Jenny listens to how her mother became a sub just like her. Note 1: As always a great thanks to Estragon for his copy-editing of my work. His countless hours editing mine and other writers’ work is critical to the quality work available on this website. Another thanks to LaRascasse for his thoughtful suggestions. Note 2: A special thanks for the patience of my readers as this series has been a labour of love for me. And although I spend a lot of time on all my stories, this series is the one closest to my heart and thus I don’t release a chapter until I am …
f****y Fuck
AUTHORS DISCLAIMER:THIS STORY IS PURELY FICTION AND NOT MEANT TO BE EMULATED OR TAKEN AS CONDONING ANY SEXUAL ACTS WITH MINORS OR bl**d RELATIVES. THIS IS PURELY FICTION AUTHORS NOTE: i will absolutely appreciate any dick/tit/pussy/asshole pics/stories. preferably if theyre actually of yourselves. Dont be afraid to message me! 🙂 and i will write a story for any hot ideas you may have. AUTHORS DISCLAIMER:THIS STORY IS PURELY FICTION AND NOT MEANT TO BE EMULATED OR TAKEN AS CONDONING ANY SEXUAL ACTS WITH MINORS OR bl**d RELATIVES. THIS IS PURELY FICTION AUTHORS NOTE: My name is Mariah, 22 yrs old and a lover of all things sexual 😉 if you like this story and feel like you want someone to listen to your filthy fantasies, then im your gal 😀 **** My name is Alyssa. When my story started, I was 10 years old. Barely a girl, but that, my friends, was that start of the sexual adventure that is my life. My father was a huge, highly attractive man. 6'2 with sandy blonde hair and a physique to die for. Of course that meant that his dick was equally as impressive, being 6" when soft and a whopping 10" when hard. as a c***d, I had felt his dick through his pants and wondered what it was, but i never had the chance to ask. Until my 10th birthday. That was a day I will never forget for as long as I live. I barely had any tits and my pussy was still small and hairless. Innocent for only until that day. i came home from school that day to walk in on my parents having sex. I saw my father, …
Fucking Mommy&Daddy
AUTHORS NOTE: i will absolutely appreciate any dick/tit/pussy/asshole pics/stories. preferably if theyre actually of yourselves. Dont be afraid to message me! 🙂 and i will write a story for any hot ideas you may have. AUTHORS DISCLAIMER:THIS STORY IS PURELY FICTION AND NOT MEANT TO BE EMULATED OR TAKEN AS CONDONING ANY SEXUAL ACTS WITH MINORS OR bl**d RELATIVES. THIS IS PURELY FICTION AUTHORS NOTE: My name is Mariah, 22 yrs old and a lover of all things sexual 😉 if you like this story and feel like you want someone to listen to your filthy fantasies, then im your gal : D **** My name is Alyssa. When my story started, I was 10 years old. Barely a girl, but that, my friends, was that start of the sexual adventure that is my life. My father was a huge, highly attractive man. 6'2 with sandy blonde hair and a physique to die for. Of course that meant that his dick was equally as impressive, being 6" when soft and a whopping 10" when hard. as a c***d, I had felt his dick through his pants and wondered what it was, but i never had the chance to ask. Until my 10th birthday. That was a day I will never forget for as long as I live. I barely had any tits and my pussy was still small and hairless. Innocent for only until that day. i came home from school that day to walk in on my parents having sex. I saw my father, knelt between my mothers thighs, licking her. Though at the time, i had no idea what he was doing. i pretended i hadnt seen anything and slammed the front door loudly, …
Crescent City Secrets – Chapters 15&16
This is a reposting of my erotic fiction novel, Crescent City Secrets. I have written 3 non-fiction books about my own personal sexual adventures, but I feel like New Orleans is a city full of sex and sensuality and I wanted to tell some stories that didn't have to do with me. I'll be posting the entire book here to Xhamster. I hope you like it. If you want to read more of my work, look for details on my profile. XO – KateCrescent City Secrets by Kate RousseauChapter 15 Three days later, Haden decided to peruse a few art and antique shops around New Orleans. There were an amazing number of them and an incredible selection. Haden was used to a sort of modern colonial look to her home in Connecticut, but she was learning that to fit in in New Orleans, she was going to need to add some history to her home. While she was enjoying the shopping and the last few days between her and Andrew had been very pleasant, her feelings over the incident with Sayid had stayed with her. At first she'd thought it was guilt she was experiencing. But part of her was starting to realize that as often as she'd thought about Sayid, it was rarely guilt she felt when she did. Haden found herself in a loop. She'd see something or someone and it would remind her of Sayid. She'd become aroused, she'd fantasize about him. Then she'd feel guilty for fantasizing and try to distract herself with something. Eventually though, a random person or thing would trigger the cycle all over. Arousal, guilt. Arousal, …
The Challenge 2: Voyeurism Games
Author’s note: This is another Challenge story. It’s kind of a sequel but not really. The events in the story are happening during the same time frame as the first Challenge story. You don’t have to read the first one, but it may help since they share a few of the same characters. I would suggest reading the first Challenge story, and then read this one. You’ll recognize some of the character cameos when they occur. If you like big butts and you cannot lie…then, well, you'll like the mother in this story. I wrote what turns me on. There is a LOT of voyeurism, big butts, a little bit of interracial and group sex, and one very manipulative, perverse old man. The sex between mom/son happens later in the story. Editing thanks go to Todger65. The Challenge 2: Voyeurism Games Chapter 1 Vernon parked his beat up, black Subaru Legacy in the side parking area of a long driveway. Getting out of his car, the 18 year old exhaled into the cold January weather, seeing his breath. Closing the door, he made his way inside the massive home of his employer, Bob. Bob had called him to see if he could clear out some fallen branches following a recent ice storm. Vernon was happy to help. Usually he only made extra cash from doing yard work for Bob during the warmer months of the year. He genuinely liked the old man too, listening and laughing to his stories during breaks. Vernon felt he was paid way too much for simple yard work, but has been graciously helping out Bob since he was 14. Making …
Le Freak
Le Freak ©Castlequeen 2015 Le Freak. Yeah, it's a great song, and it describes me perfectly. I AM quite the freak, but I guess it comes from being smart enough to know what I want in life, and careful enough to get it without getting in trouble. Perhaps I ought to explain. I lost my virginity right out of high school, what with all the horror stories of diseases, I didn't want to rush into anything. I'm not exactly ugly, so I had no shortage of guys interested in me, but I didn't want to rush into it. It was awkward to say the least, and I didn't get within a mile of an orgasm, but he was super sweet so we scheduled a make up date, and once again, it wasn't earth shattering, but much more pleasant. Then I told the guy we needed to do some reading, and a book was purchased and over my second semester of college, we got fairly proficient at it. What we didn't get was very weird of freaky. Missionary sex, after a few minutes of me sucking him, and after a few minutes of him licking me, unless it was Saturday night in which case he got to come in my mouth and he'd eat me to orgasm. Nothing fancy, nothing fun, and nothing out of the ordinary. As my freshman year in college wound down, I felt like I should have a little more fun, so I dumped him, and on a whim, tried it with another girl. Wowzers! Very fun, but after a few weeks with her, and trying new things on a regular basis, I still wanted cock and men, and I still had the urge to be a bit of sub and let some guy blast all …
Under His Spell
Hi. Please call me Brie; all my friends do. However, should you have the need of an Interior Designer in the Greater Los Angeles area; you will find me listed under my full name of Brianna St. James. Apart from running a successful business, I have been happily married for twenty years and have three children. Only one boy remains at home, and he will be a high school senior this year and off to college next fall. My husband, a construction worker, is a very easy-going, laid-back type of man. This is a second marriage for both of us, and our family is a blended one; his, mine and ours. Only the youngest son is ours. If our marriage is not ecstatically happy, we are at least content with each other and the choices we have made – and we do love each other. I am the more assertive, outgoing person in the relationship and, as my occupation suggests, I am also highly creative. In addition to interior design I write poetry, and I have a burning ambition to write a novel. Someday, maybe – who knows? Anyway, scanning the internet one weekend, I discovered Lush Stories. I had actually been looking for information on threesomes (that’s another story for another day) when I stumbled on Lush. I looked around the site and liked what I saw, so I went ahead and joined. Quite quickly, I decided to see if my writing would go over well. I submitted a poem and anxiously awaited its denial or approval by the moderators. In a very short time, an email told me that my poem had been approved and …
The Challenge 3: The Only Woman
Author’s note: While this could be a standalone story, the first two aren’t required reading to follow this, it may be helpful as they share some characters and locations. If you read the first two, you may recognize those cameos. The events of this story are happening during the same time period as the previous challenge stories. This one begins in March, while the other two begin in January of the same year. This was a fun challenge for me as well. I challenged myself to write a story featuring lesbian incest sex – something I had never done before. Editing thanks go to Todger65. The Challenge 3: The Only Woman Chapter 1 Elle was on the treadmill at the gym. She was controlling her breathing, exhaling slowly out of her mouth, sweat beads forming on her forehead, making their way down her face. She switched to the elliptical machine, her thighs glistening with sweat, moving and pumping her legs with each step. Elle thought for a moment that he might see her tight yoga shorts, sports bra, toned and exposed midriff, and finally, after months of chatting, innocent flirting, hanging out for the occasional post-workout protein shake, that he would agree to come over to her home. Elle didn’t want to be his girlfriend. Guessing he was around 30, she felt he was far too old for her, especially since she’d be leaving for college in the fall. In the back of her mind she hoped that maybe, just maybe, he wouldn’t mind having a little fun for the spring and summer before she left in …