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Fallen Kingdom
Fallen Kingdom The people of Pythria were a cultured people. They were, in their own words, an ‘advanced civilization,’ or so they liked to believe. Their upper classes lived like gods and goddesses. The ‘lesser’ folk, though, those not born of the right family or of noble blood, followed a very different path of existence. Theirs was a world of starvation with only one glimmer of hope; the Arena. There, in the Games, a man or woman might make their luck through tooth and claw, shield and sword. There, fighting for the amusement of the ‘cultured’ masses, a gladiator could at least win enough glory and the prizes that came with it to feed their loved ones. Like a buildup of magma underneath the earth, though, the pressure of such an unequal society continued to …
Free Birds in the Bayou
RYAN “If you’re a man in America, and you have a great divorce lawyer, you get the kids every other week. If you have a decent divorce lawyer, you get them on the weekends. If you have a bad divorce lawyer, you get them a week of every month. If you have my divorce lawyer, you get them for one month every year before school starts, and no contact until then. You know, I sympathize with women activists in this country, I really do. It makes no sense that half the population had to claw through hundreds of years of bullshit just to finally be treated like a proper human. But if you ask one of these militant feminists -who, by the way, I usually agree with-, if you ask one of these feminists about …
MOTHER’S BOYFRIEND LIKES TO FUCK ME – PT 1
During my junior year in high school my mother started dating a new guy, named Daryl, who ended up moving in after only 3 weeks. He wasn’t one of her worst boyfriends, but he was still kind of weird. He wore black, low cut briefs around the house all the time, and no shirt. I got the impression he thought he came across as a European on a beach in a speedo bathing suit. His guido, jersey-style accent added to the caricature he presented, so it was hard not to laugh whenever I saw him like this around the house. The one thing he seemed to have going for him was a pretty big cock. I hadn’t seen it up close, but the outline of his shaft – even flaccid – was obvious through the …
Sharing Ruth – Chapter 4
My wife Ruth wanted to try anal sex in preparation for a swinger’s party. She excels. The morning after the swinger party Ruth reveals she is sore. No wonder as I found out my spotting of her with three guys was only the first time. She had one more triple, with all holes filled, before we left. Although sore she said it was wonderful. I told her I had seen her “performing” and she chuckled. When I suggested I wanted a romp on the bed she gave me a blowjob instead. I was really upset but told her she would have to do it twice more that day to show remorse. Yes, we did laugh and she was more than ready to suck me dry. She rang Bronwyn after lunch to compare notes. She put …
Temptation_(1)
I got a call to a lady’s house to fix a phone. I knocked and waited….I knocked again….soon she answered in her bath robe and a towel around her head. She had a hot figure and nice tits and a classic models face. She said: “Oh..what time is it, oh my gosh I haven’t been paying attention to the time. Come on in, you scared me ..whew…I forgot you were coming, and you just never know who might be at the door. I joked and said, “I haven’t attacked a woman all day, mam.” We laughed and she said mumbled: (‘I should be so lucky.’) She looked me over and got us some coffee, and showed me the phone. As I worked on it sitting on the couch She sat close to me and watched. …
Yellowstone
I remember the summer that I found out that I was bi-sexual. I was 20 years old and my girlfriend and I went to Yellowstone National Park to work for the summer to make some money towards college. The concession had recruited us during the spring semester and we were very much looking forward to seeing the great Yellowstone. She got a job as a housekeeper down at the Old Faithful Inn, were as I got a job in the kitchen at Roosevelt. That made it hard to see each other being the two were so far apart, but you could at least take a bus on your days off to either one. Unlike Old Faithful, Roosevelt was small. A few cabins, the restaurant, and the stables. People went to Roosevelt to have the outdoor …
Postal Pleasures-revisited
Author’s Note: Postal Pleasures is an unusual Romance. It is about a divorced man, Michael, who was wronged by his ex-wife. He has moved on, or so he thought, and he was trying to get back to his center. It is about a beautiful, widow, Mary, living in the past, and denying herself all that life has to offer. Mary doesn’t like Michael at the beginning of the story, or so it seems. The sex may be minimal for some and slow at arriving. Some might not like it for its lack of vicarious luridness. Postal Pleasures By Beagle9690 April 2018 After twenty years of marriage, my wife left me for a man she met while attending nursing college. I was the breadwinner for all twenty, and she was the “bored,” her words, stay at …
Fallen Kingdom Part 6
FALLEN KINGDOM – PART 6 General Carpathiel surveyed the long columns of legionnaires and the pack train winding its way through the mountain pass at Skelne. He was no longer a young man, to put it lightly. His days of campaigning should have been long behind him. Yet the balding general, his head rimmed with fine white hair, now brooded while watching his Imperium soldiers as they worked their way southward – in more or less perfect formation – moving like a single, glittering creature. Their spearpoints gleamed in rows unending. Meanwhile, were a person to simply listen to the birds or glance toward the carefree, sunshine-laden sky above, they could be forgiven for thinking that all was right in the world. It wasn’t. A revolt of gladiators and Xokothi slaves in the south had …
Harry potter and the Legacy of Hogwarts – Part 2 – Clothing Optional
Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the actual Harry Potter series, its author, characters or book and movie franchises. This story has not been sold or created for profit. Story Codes: ncon, exhib, grope, spank, unif, voy Harry Potter: Harry Potter And The Legacy Of Hogwarts Part 2 – Clothing Optional by Avatrek ([email protected]) Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood were on a very important mission. A mission which had taken them back in time to the 1976-1977 school year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Using one of only two special time-turner devices that Dumbledore himself had created, Harry and his friends had traveled back in time to stop Draco Malfoy from stealing four very special magical objects from the school and forever changing future events. Harry had …
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Eleven Days
Eleven Days by Christie052780 Authors’ Note: Don’t try this at home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Day One College of the Canyons is a relatively nice community college in Santa Clarita, just a few kilometres north of Los Angeles, where I’d been attending classes on and off for the last few years. Between the drag of going to work at temp jobs and keeping up with a load of class work I’d never really had a chance to enjoy life. My periodic weekend trips to the beach at Santa Monica and Malibu did a fairly good job of ruining any complacency I’d had about life. Seeing movie stars drive by in fancy cars as they went to and from their great careers and fabulous homes…well, that just about would ruin anyone, now wouldn’t it? My car humiliated me every …
Sudden Urges-4
Sudden Urges-4 My sudden urges had persuaded me into calling my neighbor, Dennis and to offer my services. Sexually. I had never actually done it before with another man. I’d read about it on porn sites. I’d written a couple erotic short stories about my thoughts and desires. Hell, I’d even played with myself and stuffed a dildo in my ass. But, to actually put it out there. Something had come over me. After that things went crazy for a couple days. It was all a blur. Or maybe I was trying to forget my transgressions. For certain I remembered having a sore throat and ass for days afterwards. A month passed since my wife had gone away and left me to my sudden urges. The day she returned Dennis had sent me the link …
“CAUGHT BY HER”
Copyright 2019 by tcs1963 All Rights Reserved (WRITTEN FOR THE KAW 14) (Writing Competition) This story contains aspects of Bisexuality, Homosexuality, Female and Male Domination, and Force or Coercion. Please have an open mind. CAUGHT BY HER By tcs1963 Chapter 1 “The Beginning” Tom roughly grabbed the back of my head, holding my face tight against his groin. As he slid further into my throat, causing me to gag some. My tongue rapidly caressing the underside of his rigid cock. “Oh, fuck. I’m going to cum,” he moaned. His verbal cue was hardly necessary because I could feel his pulsing shaft with my tongue as he unloaded his overfilled balls. His warm, salty fluid filled the back of my throat, with just a few drops spilling down from the corners of my mouth. I held …
A Slut is Born_(1)
“Amy wake up”. Three loud knocks on the door. “Amy are you in there”? The knocking continued. “time to go to class”. If there is something I hate it’s waking up in a rush. “I’m up Jenny, I’m up, god can you be any louder”? I heard giggles from outside my bedroom door. “Today is my birthday so you have to be nice sweetie” she said still giggling as she walked away. That was my roommate Jenny and today is her 22nd birthday. My name is Amy, I’m 21 and a sophomore at a very prestigious college near New York. We live in a five bedrooms house near school with three other girls. I grew up in California so this is as far away from home as one can be. Yesterday was the first day …
Welcome Home – 5
The day after Tina helped me build the bench, I decided to stretch my legs and explore the valley some. I couldn’t help but dwell on the words I had heard when I had first arrived in my new home. Find the truth, if I can. What did that mean? What truth? I wandered past the village and followed the river downhill toward the glittering shore. As I drew closer to the sea, I could smell the salt on the breeze and hear the distant crash of waves. I found a bluff overlooking the shore, and sat down in the shade of a tree to watch the waves rolling in. Like the rest of Bening, the shore was idyllic and beautiful. The water was clear, the sky blue, the scudding clouds puffy and white. After …
A Father’s Bargain
“Dad?” “Huh?” I said, looking up from my plate at my daughter Sarah. “What’s wrong, you haven’t said anything in a while.” She was right. We were having dinner together, which was usually the time we caught up and talked about our days, how work and school were, and so on. But tonight I was totally in my head. “Oh nothing sweetie. Just work stuff.” This was sort of true. I was dreading going to work tomorrow as I knew what was coming. I knew they would be pushing the issue. I tried to engage. “Anyway, how is your senior year going?” Sarah chatted away about finishing up high school. At 18, she was excited to be putting away things she associated with being young: High school; living at home; having a curfew; etc. She …
How it is being owned
After our game of “doctor” when Jerry got me to suck him off as part of the game he felt he “owned” me and to an extent I guess he did. I was a small lonely feminine looking little boy of age 10 with long honey hair, blue eyes, and full lips with a build that caused more people to think I was a girl than a boy. I wasn’t all that up on sex but I knew that what Jerry had me doing for him, and after the game of “doctor” there wasn’t any pretense it was straight take off our clothes when we could and I’d suck his 14 year old cock to ejaculation and I’d swallow his load of cum. Sometimes we couldn’t do it in his house and he’d either take …
The Dispatcher.
The Dispatcher. If you live by the sword… The storm arrived early and was a mite stronger and meaner than anything I had expected. It was also supposed to be arriving around 2am, but the time was 9pm and suddenly the evening was pitch black with a howling wind accompanied by torrential rain. I was fortunate in that I had a row of spots mounted over the double cab of my pick-up truck, but even with those full on; I almost failed to see the trees blocking the narrow road, because they were immediately behind a bend in the road Off to my right was a rutted track leading uphill. How convenient thought I as I took the track, and shortly thereafter, I saw a dim light. Heading in the direction of the light I …
My daughters dildo epilogue
EPILOGUE We spent the rest of that night fucking. Nicole showed me mercy and allowed me a couple naps along the way, but I was shooting blanks for most of it. I still can’t get over how much sex that girl needs. Beyond that, I’m just happy that she’s so good at getting me hard even when I think I’ve reached my limit. I ended up booking the hotel room for another night and we got more than our money’s worth out of it. I can’t really say things returned to normal over the next couple of weeks at home only because what we were doing was so far from normal that we couldn’t really be sure what that was anymore. We did, however, find a routine that seemed to work for us. Nicole played …
Captured in Ajikistan 4
Additional Tags: forced orgasm, slave girls, naked captives, cock sucking, cunnilingus, war-torn country, sex slaves, camp orgy Captured in Ajikistan 4 – Horror Camp ————————————————– The rebel truck trundled along a sorry excuse for a road – just a furrow of gravel-speckled dirt stretching like a dead snake through the rough desert terrain. The truck was headed for General Aamir’s nearest training camp, home to more than one hundred jihadi fighters, and the truck’s cargo included two attractive casualties of a pointless war. The tiny, war-ravaged nation of Ajikistan had been crippled by civil war for the past six years, but few nations cared enough to do anything to help. Only fatally idealistic or naïve NGOs staffed with do-gooders from First World countries were foolish enough to think they could make a difference. That was …