Hi, My name is Ken and I've been the fortunate man to be involved with a very sexy,, vibrant sexy lady named Laura…through my stories and e-mail musing with her. I haven't had the fortune of actually meeting her though but through our e-mails and these stories have tried to paint a vivid picture of what that would be like. Today starts her exploration into submissiveness at my hands. It seems our little sex kitten has a very demur side and I am hoping to bring this out further through these stories. Our last encounter left me more than satisfied, for the moment. I, too, am a horny sexual creature…imagine that, an older male with a high sexual drive…. So here I was sitting the night after the culmination of many stories, e-mails and, yes, jack-off sessions and I finally was able to get Laura's trust to actually meet me for a very sensual encounter going well beyond the initial scope of just writing sexy e-mails featuring her. I had always been leery that she wouldn't actually meet me or she'd find another guy to vent her sexual energies on that I really wanted to put out my A game when it finally happened. Now it was time to begin a new chapter in our "relationship." I am still an older, traveling gentleman and insecurities about being able to hold her interest once we've broken our relationship virginity started to kick in. I'm not hung like a horse or even a small pony. But think I'm a fun, creative lover and knew that Laura had a penchant for submissiveness in the …
Playtime Stories Ch 2
2. My cock is so hard as I write this. Occasionally, one hand strokes while the other types. Most guys love a good blowjob. Most guys are afraid to try a finger in the ass, but love it after they do. Most guys want a woman to be a total wanton slut or act like the nastiest whore of their wildest dreams. Most women aren’t loose enough to be that “hot” or that incredible of an experience. I picture myself as everything I wish I could find in a slutty bitch. You know, a total nympho who really will do anything and then ask for seconds. Before I tell you about what happened that particular time in the arcade I should tell you more about me. I am in good shape and live as a “normal” man. I might be a little “athletic” for a really beautiful and slender woman, but I make up for any issues with looks by using a kinky attitude. Since I don’t really think you care about my male looks I’ll describe myself as the whore who is Rebecca. I am just under six feet with heels. I have a perfectly curved ass that is very firm- a bi-product of bicycle riding and an active lifestyle. I am not super slim, but far from fat. I have naturally beautiful blue eyes. I have chosen to enjoy myself in red hair. I have been a blonde and a brunette, jet black, and a rather “frumpy” brown, but I have found that redheaded cross dressing whores, like me, are hotter looking. Most blondes are all for show and become as ditzy as real blondes. Most brunettes are either really hot or kinda chunky. The only …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 68: Tiger Sex
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 1-67”. *** 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… Life of Pi was all people could talk about a few years ago. Since it was based on a bestselling Canadian novel and had a tiger as one of the main protagonists, I should have been eager to watch it, right? Wrong! For some reason, I never actually felt like taking time out of my life to watch it. But when I found it for a measly $4.88 on Amazon and I needed another few bucks to be eligible for free shipping, I finally broke down and bought it. My roommate was one of the major reasons why I had not watched the movie. The last film she had convinced me to watch was Pulp Fiction. I have nothing against Quentin Tarantino, but I honestly lost some respect for …
Sex is part of life.
My name is Switry. I am a Hindu married woman with 3 c***dren, all school-going boys. My husband, Paran, is a mechanic and employed in a factory. We live in our own house in an industrial area of a newly developing city. As it happens my next day neighbour woman Geeta made me her friend. She had a girl of 8 yeras and a boy of 4 years. Her husband runs a provision store and they are quite well of. Bye and bye Geeta turned to talking about sex. She was most beautiful and I greatly admired her to be her friend. She used to engage me in chatting and telling sex stories. That started making me turned on and making me wet in my pussy. Geeta was a sexy woman. She cherished sex and found ways to satisfy herself one way or the other. She had made me a lesbian but I started longing for a good cock to cool the burning sex hunger in my genitals. There was tailor, a young boy working in a nearby shop to where we lived.I asked Geeta if she could seduce the boy for both of us. Geeta liked the idea and had a friendly chat with him. She had some covers to be stitched for her furniture and engaged him to do the work in his part time. She would offer him to have his meals with us and also evening tea with good snacks. His name is Bhajan and he became our friend. One day Geeta engaged him to tell about his dreams and if any girl had ever taken interest in him or if he liked a girl. Bhajan took a deep sigh and said: "I am a poor boy and have yet to stand on my feet." He had never even …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 65: Celebrity Sex
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 1-64”. *** 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… Not many people know this, but most movies are not shot in Hollywood. Some are filmed in different locations across the United States, but many are shot right here in Canada. The cost is usually cheaper and Canadians are hardworking (at least some of us are, lol). While Hollywood North usually refers to Toronto and Vancouver, quite a few blockbusters were filmed in Montreal. Here are a few you may have heard of: X-Men: Days of Future Past, 300 and Journey to the Center of the Earth. Because of this, it is possible to come across a famous celebrity while simply strolling the streets of Montreal. I had heard of this happening, but no matter how much I …
Babysitter Gives My Sister and Me A Sex Education
I have a fraternal twin sister, Shelly. As her twin brother we are naturally pretty close. Close age sibling relationships could go either way as always fighting and distant or close friends which is what we were. She’s mild tempered, very nice, not too shy, and above all very curious. She was curious in the way she’d bravely try just about anything without much hesitation. This story takes place when we were young, before puberty. We weren’t totally naive to sex but neither of us had really been exposed to it yet. A few times we did let each other briefly examine each other naked but there is nothing terribly exciting to tell about that. Next door to us was a large filipino family of about 9 children if I accurately recall. One of the oldest was a guy named Raul and he was about 18 or 19 years old. He was a big guy, tall, muscular build, and I remember he seemed so old, adult, and tall to me. He was great with his younger siblings and subsequently really good with us. He was a super cool older guy to me and I looked up to him. Sometimes when we were walking home from school he’d stop and give us a lift home in his car if he was passing by. In the back seat of his car he always had a pile of porn magazines and we would flip through the pictures checking out the naked women, men, and in some cases a graphic sexual act. Raul was a horny sexually liberal teenager and he didn’t hide it. He also told stories about his girlfriends which I always listened to with bated interest. My …
Sex Without my Husband
Sex Without My Husband Hello, my name is Nicki, married with three c***dren. My husband always tells me I'm a knockout. I have some of the not-so-great leftovers from having my babies but I try to keep in fairly good shape. I have shoulder-length brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a great pair of boobs and smile. My husband is always telling me I am a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be proud to call his wife. It is funny the effect one person can have on another. Take my story for instance. I have been married to my husband for about a year or so, and during our time together, my husband has been having this fantasy of watching me having sex with another man. Over the time we were dating and during our marriage I did, however, tell him some stories of me with other men while we had sex. I thought he was jealous of the guy I was still fucking while he was still on active duty and away. He said he was not but wished he was that guy with me and knew that I wanted Chuck with me rather than the man I used for sexual needs. I could not believe how much it would turn him on. The more I complimented these men on their size and what they did with me, the more interested he became. It was not his interest in the size of other men but the effects they had on me at the time and his comments gradually began to influence my thinking and curiosity. One evening while we were making love Chuck started sharing one of his erotic sex stories. He mentioned a friend of his from …
Sex in University Library
Basically me and my ex had a relationship that was held together by amazing sex and nothing else. But because the sex was so good and so frequent, it lasted a good year and we both got some amazing stories out of it. One of my favourites is the time we were both tired after a long day of lectures, seminars, reading, and writing assignments and we had been in Uni for about 8 hours and both needed to relax before we went for dinner. We were in the basement of the library and had been for a number of hours, trying our best to actually concentrate on the work that needed doing. It got to about 6:30 when I had finished all I could for the day, but she still wanted to do another half an hour before we went for dinner. Being the caring boyfriend I was with no ulterior motives at all I decided to sit behind her and give her a relaxing shoulder and neck massage whilst she finished off what she needed to do. Whilst we were quite kinky in the bedroom, which you will find out from other stories I will get around to posting on here, we had done very little in public before. I kept massaging her neck for a few minutes before moving my hands down her back, lifting her top up slightly so I could feel her properly, squeezing her hips gently but hard enough to turn her on. My hands slid further down inside her leggings, my hands running across her ass and squeezing while I start to kiss her shoulder and her neck, her little groan catching the attention of the man in front of us. He turned …
Sex With My Sister (Book 1 Chapter 6)
Author’s Note: Originally Posted to AdultFanfiction.net, then posted to Hentai-foundry.com, now it’s made its way here. By popular request… SWMS the Series! Read and Review! Okay, so down to the nitty gritty of the note, my disclaimer. This is a work of pure fiction. The persons are fictitious, the situations are nothing more than fap material. In all this is fake. THIS IS NOT REAL. This is Fiction. I DO NOT HAVE A LITTLE SISTER NAMED HEATHER. MY MOTHER WAS NOT NATALIE. HELL, GIVEN MY UPBRINGING, I WOULD’VE KILLED TO HAVE THIS FAMILY. That being said, this work was originally written back in 2007 – 2010, in fact, it was in adult fan fiction with over 100 reviews telling my roommate who was in to cub porn to go fuck himself when he said incest was nasty. No, I’m not kidding. That’s how popular we got… When AFF told me I’d have to add disclaimers that made me a b it uneasy to my stories, I pulled everything until I found Hentai Foundry. Recently Their TOS had everyone pull any story or picture that may contain anyone that even looked under 18. Hence why my stories are here now. Okay, so let’s quickly cover why I’m going so slowly. I’m pulling this from a PDF format backup, meaning I have to properly format it for this website. Book 1 Chapter 6 Mom made sure that not only Heather got on birth control, but she had Jessi’s mom get Jessi on it too. For the next two weeks I had sex with Heather on a regular basis. But one night, after a particular sexy dream I woke up with a full …
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 …
Short Stories
Short Stories I & II I – OUR INTRODUCTION It's always nice to recall our sexual events especially our first event with special friends. We are very much novices at sexual activity between couples or singles. Being involved in the nudist movement for some time, we must keep in mind that nudism is not meant to be sexual but just a relaxing for adults who enjoy being nude, the activities which normally take place at various regular gatherings. We have a very nice private backyard, we enjoyed having the members of our club visit for fun in the sun, playing various games and casual conversation. Some of these events are birthday parties or parties to celebrate Halloween, Valentines Day, etc. Our friends especially enjoyed our Halloween parties where I would construct a very sexually orientated “spook house”. We were just getting to know X&Y and began spending many times together at various nudist events. It was at one of our backyard parties when things began to move in a direction that resulted in a very exciting turn of events, then and into the future. We al have their favorite beverages and all our other guests had left for the night. X,Y and we continued to enjoy our very pleasant evening in our in ground hot tub. X left the hot tub to do something and Y, my lady and I decided that we needed our drinks refreshed. I volunteered to do so. When I returned to the hot tub, I noticed that my lady had gotten quite chummy with X, my lady sitting on X's lap. No problem – so I decide …
Sex With My Sister (Book 1 Chapter 1) Rewrite
Big Note: The winner was version 2! Congrats to you who voted! Author’s note: Fiction – Noun – 1. The class of literature the class of literature comprising works of imaginative narration, especially in prose form. 2. works of this class, as novels or short stories: detective fiction. 3. something feigned, invented, or imagined; a made-up story: We've all heard the fiction of her being in delicate health. 4. the act of feigning, inventing, or imagining. 5. an imaginary thing or event, postulated for the purposes of argument or explanation. 6. Law. an allegation that a fact exists that is known not to exist, made by authority of law to bring a case within the operation of a rule of law. All of my works are works of fiction. Meaning they are made up. The characters, though sometimes loosely based on a real person, are fictional. Why did I find the need to change my introductory note? Because people seem to not know what fiction is. Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. It in no way reflects actual events that I have seen or been in anyway a part of. The people within, though may have been based on actual persons, are in no way real. The story is made up, it’s fake, and any confusion with real life events means you should go get your head examined. Warning: This chapter may include topics that people are uneasy with such as but not limited to: Beastiality, Incest, Rape, Forced Sex, Sex with a virgin, Sex with a person in a status where they do not have normal …
In The Beginning: another Mike Claymore erotic adventure
Preamble: This is a new series I am writing concerning the main character in my mystery series, Mike Claymore. Most of the mysteries were written in the 1999 to 2004 period during a depressing period in my life. The writing period was culminated by a tragic loss that left me disinterested in ever writing again. I have attempted to write in that old familiar style but my life has changed to the extent that I can no longer even think in that manner. Recently I have enjoyed a rejuvenation in spirit that has led me to attempt to start a new series. For the sake of my many fans of the original series I have chosen our familiar hero, Mike Claymore, but am providing a prequel or back story to the mystery series. I envision four novels in this series (1) Mike turns 18 and joins the Royal Canadian Navy (2) Mike meets Marlene, gets her pregnant and gets out of the Navy (3) Mike works as a prison guard in Ontario (4) Mike moves his family west. These novels will cover a ten year period in the life of Mike and Marlene. Whereas the mysteries were bold erotica along with the violence of murder, these back stories will be much more sexually explicit and adventurous. These are not great literature but I seek to make them as error free as possible for the enjoyment of my readers so I would appreciate feedback from you, the readers to my email box at davebccanada at gmail dot com. If you have expertise in corrections to the written English language such feedback would be vastly …
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 …
Susanna Francessca stories
Since I’ve put pictures and videos of Susanna Francessca on this site, I’ve had quite a few messages from guys who’ve photographed her. She had her own photographic studio in Warwick, in the UK. Some of the stories have been quite short, so I’ve collected a few of them together and posted them here. What a sexy exhibitionist this girl is!!!!! She gets herself fucked in one of the two stories below, so it’s worth reading on. Susanna Francessca Story 1. “I’m Steve and I photographed Susanna at her studio in Warwick a number of years ago. I phoned her and told her that I just wanted an hours booking for men’s magazine open-leg shots. I made it clear that I wanted to start off with her legs spread and not the usual slowly stripping-off shots. She was okay with that. I told her that I was a semi-professional photographer and I’d had some of my work published, and that I’d bring some of my work to her to see to prove it, if she wanted me to. I got to the studio on the day we’d arranged and she opened the door for me, wearing a short dressing gown. I followed her up the stairs to the studio on the top floor. Ohhh WOW. Underneath the dressing gown she had black stockings and I could see right up between her legs and got a lovely look at her pussy lips. As she walked up ahead of me, she said ‘I know what you are looking at. Well, you’re going to see it in a minute anyway, aren’t you!’. We got into the studio and I unpacked my camera gear. Susanna said ‘Okay, you just want open-leg …
Meeting an older couple online and using the wife as my sex toy
Quite frequently I get messages from "couples", asking me if I'd be interested in having sex with the wife. Typically, these are sent by bored husbands without the knowledge (or interest) of their spouses, so I either ignore them, or, when I'm feeling generous, tell him that I'd only talk with his wife, if she's really interested. That'll usually end the conversation (except that one time when someone tried to impersonate his wife – unfortunately, she made the same grammatical and typographical mistakes that he did, but that's another story) so I was quite surprised when I got a message from Helga. Her husband Gerd had sent me the usual, telling me about how his wife was curious about having sex with women and he'd be thrilled if I was on board with her. I told him I'd be thrilled if she would contact me herself and not have him handle all her communication, thinking I'd never hear from them again when a day later I got an email. "Hello," it read. "My husband already wrote you about me, so I'm just writing back to say I really like your stories and am curious about female on female. Please write back if you're interested." Attached was a picture of a pair of pink, wet pussy lips spread wide, while on the thighs next to them someone wrote "for Anna" with the date of the email. Surprisingly, it seemed to be real. I set a date with Helga to meet in a chat room. She told me her husband was very submissive, and even though she's not really the dominant one either, she plays the …
Skinny dipping leads to sex in public place
Back in the late nineties and early noughties, as you may have figured from my other stories, I was a student at the University of Surrey. I went to Uni as a mature student and was in fact 27 when I started in 1998. Anyway, as you will imagine, it was a bit like picking fruit in an orchard as far as hooking impressionable young girls was concerned. Given their new found freedom and since they're all away from home for the first time, I felt it was my duty to help them gain as much confidence and experience as possible in the bedroom department. In fact, there's probably a good few guys around who don't realise how much I taught their wives all those years ago! Anyway, the easy ones don't stick in your mind do they and looking back now, there's only one or two that are worth putting pen to paper for. One was a friend of mine, who we'll call Clare. This is a different Clare to my neighbour and a very different kettle of fish altogether. Now Clare was also a bit of a mature student, but still not as old as me and if I'm honest, she wasn't at all what you'd look for in a girlfriend or as wife material, but she just had something about her that made me want to fuck her brains out. She was, I think, 23 when we started at uni and she had a size 12 arse, with size 10 top half, made up of a thin waist, flat tummy, small perky tits (so small she didn't wear a bra a lot of the time, just a little vest top) and a great naughty smile. She had lovely smooth skin with a great complexion and …
Latifa, the hijabi whore, Pt. I
*All character likenesses are coincidental. Please take a few seconds to rate and comment, your feedback determines how/whether I write more stories, thank you!* Latifa Begum is an 18-year-old college student, in her final year of college; she was excited to be finally moving away to university. As quite a confident and assertive woman brought up in a Muslim household, she often rebelled and did not really consider herself a Muslim; nevertheless, she always wore a hijab (head-scarf) and an abaya (long-dress). She accompanied her clothing with a pair of slick, sexy black high-heels. The heels empowered her in a strange way, and at 5ft 4, it made her a little taller too. Latifa had a fair, light brown complexion, with sweet chocolate-brown eyes, a nice nose and cheeks with beautiful pink lips. The rest of her features were covered – her ears and her gorgeous brunette hair were covered by her head-scarf – hidden from view of the many boys in college that took a liking to her. She was slim, with nice perky breasts and a perfectly-sized behind to match. She often chose abayas of a size too small, just to highlight her breasts and her behind, she also made sure her abaya was a little too short – just enough to allow people a view of her feet, heels and a tiny bit of her silky, smooth legs. As she got up from bed and took off her pyjamas in preparation for getting dressed, she realised what a long-winded day today would be – a full day of lessons with no free time in between. Her …
Crescent City Secrets – Chapters 19,20&21
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 19 When she got home, she and Andrew had sex. She kissed him hard on the mouth, reveling in the knowledge that another man's cock had just been on her lips. He fucked her hard and briefly and passionately. But after, when he'd finished inside her and she indicated that she wanted him to go down on her, he balked. “Can you go wash up first, hon?” Haden was turned off instantly. She'd wanted to have filthy, dirty dangerous sex. She wanted her husband to lick her just fucked pussy and make her scream. She wanted to pull his head by the hair and crush his ears with her thighs. Instead, he'd asked her to clean up. She sat down on the toilet with a wet wipe and began to clean herself up, having f***ed a smile for Andrew and saying, “Sure, honey.” As she wiped herself clean of his semen in the darkness of the bathroom, she said quietly to herself, “But honey, as it turns out, you've already got some cum in your mouth.” Back in bed, Andrew went down on her. It felt good, but she faked her orgasm.Chapter 20 “Am I a stuck …
REAL CUCKOLD GANGBANG STORY AT THE ADULT BOOKSTORE
ive recieved numerous emails lately asking for more stories and i have so many REAL sex stories to tell that its incredible sometimes for me to remember them all. heres a TRUE story of an adult bookstore my husband took me to one day to have the gangbang of my life! one day me and my husband wanted to check out an old adult bookstore that is right in the middle of downtown where we live. tons of guys go in there, go right to the back of the store in the private booths and jack off to porn, some even get their cocks sucked in the gloryhole. but this wasnt the reason we came to the store. when we entered, we checked out the dildo section and talked to the store owner about witch one would look good inside of me. he mentioned that i looked sexy in my short skirt and heels. so immediately i looked at my husband as i bent over and showed the store owner my ass and pussy. i wasnt wearing panties that day, so i told my husband to get our camera and take a few pictures of me in the store. (i ended up losing the pictures in an old computer that died, sorry!) i took off my clothes and walked thru the aisles in my high heels posing for some pictures. the store owner took a few pictures of me as well. i held my tits up close together as customers came in and checked me out as well. one black customer smacked my ass as his puerto rican friend rubbed my pussy and felt on my clit. the black guys name was Jamal, and he told me he would love to fuck me hard sometime. i told him if my husband …
No Time Like the Present – A Pokemon Fanfic
Author’s note: Fiction – Noun – 1. The class of literature the class of literature comprising works of imaginative narration, especially in prose form. 2. works of this class, as novels or short stories: detective fiction. 3. something feigned, invented, or imagined; a made-up story: We've all heard the fiction of her being in delicate health. 4. the act of feigning, inventing, or imagining. 5. an imaginary thing or event, postulated for the purposes of argument or explanation. 6. Law. an allegation that a fact exists that is known not to exist, made by authority of law to bring a case within the operation of a rule of law. All of my works are works of fiction. Meaning they are made up. The characters, though sometimes loosely based on a real person, are fictional. Why did I find the need to change my introductory note? Because people seem to not know what fiction is. Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. It in no way reflects actual events that I have seen or been in anyway a part of. The people within, though may have been based on actual persons, are in no way real. The story is made up, it’s fake, and any confusion with real life events means you should go get your head examined. Warning: This chapter may include topics that people are uneasy with such as but not limited to: Beastiality, Incest, Rape, Forced Sex, Sex with a virgin, Sex with a person in a status where they do not have normal cognitive abilities, or sex with objects. If you do not like to …
STEAMING VAGINAS
….We are an average couple….except at night we become sex animals. Nina has a great body, long reddish brown hair and nice 34 C tits. My close buddies said she was hot looking. Me, Mark, I am tall, blondish and Nina’s close friends said I looked hot. We were both 22, and living together, we have no kids and plenty of time to have great sex. Slowly I noticed a trait of hers. If we were in the mall, sitting on a bench and people watching, she would comment on the women having nice hot looking hips, ass and tits. She was eyeballing all the women who walked by. I noted this and chimed in feeding her comments. I would say how I would like to see that girl naked. Nina would quietly gasp, and say how hot that would be. On TV she would do the same. She would comment on how a girl had hot legs, or nice tits or lusty eyes. I decided to see just how maybe bi curious she was. I felt she might be ‘bi desire’ instead of just ‘bi curious‘, which was fine with me. (I pictured 3 somes in the future.) I started off one night when we were laying in bed naked and I started telling a hot story. She loved these and the stories always got her hot, only this time I made it a bi story. I told a story of a maid, I called her Lacy, similar to Gracie. (* That was her girlfriends name who I felt she might have had a one time affair with, when they got drunk one night. She did tell me once that they ended up in bed together naked, but wouldn’t tell me any more.). I described the maid like her …
Guide to Cuckold Your Husband
Guide to Cuckold Your Husband Turning your husband into a cuckold can be one of the most rewarding things you ever do. A successfully cuckolded husband will be completely submissive. He will satisfy all your sexual cravings, manage all the mundane chores of your life, allow you to sl**p with whomever you wish, subject himself to any amount of humiliation you desire, and of course, love you unconditionally. But be warned, cuckolding can also be one of the most challenging things you ever do. The process is long, complicated, energy consuming, and by no means sure of success. The strain on your marriage will be unbelievable, and it may be weeks or months before you succeed. In the end though, it will be worth it. Hopefully this will help educate women on how to begin the wonderful journey of female domination and to hopefully relieve some of the apprehension that might prevent a woman from ever trying. After reading this it will be clearer that cuckolding your husband is not as hard as it seems, and that accomplishing this feat is more possible than you thought. The most common reason a women doesn't cuckold her husband is that she thinks he'll never go for it – that he's not the type. This is such a myth that it must be dispelled immediately. Many cuckolds begin as ordinary husbands. Your husband may even be as manly as men come, but don't worry, cuckolding is often a just a matter of helping your hubby discover his submissive side. Take heart in the fact that underneath all …
Legendary Whore
Legendary Whore Part One I wrote this as a gift forgg854 I grow bored as I wait at the coffee shop, I don’t even drink coffee, I’m British! The tea here is awful. I take out my fountain pen and begin to write notes for a dirty story. I give up and start doodling, I draw the cute coffee shop girl’s head with a look of ecstasy on her face, she has a bruise on her neck cleavage so I write ‘Choke me daddy!’ underneath. Next I draw a woman holding a man’s head between her legs then superimpose the coffee shop girls head onto it. I tear the page off, put it down on the table and get back to writing. Just then a beautiful woman approaches me, far more appealing than the coffee shop girl. She has a nice smile, a pretty face, perfect skin, perfect everything! She reminds me of Eva Green in the film Casino Royale, the same air of sophistication and intelligence with a great deal of sex appeal and an air of mischief and danger. “May I join you?” She says and I gesture for her to sit. “Be my guest.” It’s you. We make eye contact. Just looking at you makes me want to have you but I have work to do and I’m on my best behaviour until later. You don’t seem too bothered by the way I am looking at you. In fact you seem to like it. You bite your lip as you stir your coffee and look down at my sketches. I really like you but I have work to do and I get back to writing a filthy story. After a while I notice that out drinks are empty and I offer to buy you a drink. I have a hot chocolate this …