Reluctance

Bitch Stepsister

My dad travels a lot for work. He spends most of his time driving from one end of the country to the other, delivering lectures and workshops for a whole range of different companies. But he always managed to come back for the weekends though. My mom died when I was 10 but my grandparents lived a street over so I stayed with them during the weeks. At 16 I began staying at home by myself for a bit, maybe just a night or two. It took a while to settle into this routine but when I did, I pretty much fended for myself. I quite enjoyed learning to cook and spending the solitary hours finishing my schoolwork and playing video games. – When I turned 17, I got a job during the summer holidays. …

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My Photogenic Mom 3 (corrected)

3 Susan woke up in the morning with a terrible headache. She did not realize where she was at first but then recognized Michael’s bed-room. She suddenly realized that someone was sleeping with her and was holding onto her breast. Suddenly parts of the night before tried to work their way into her fuzzy brain. She looked behind her and it was her sleeping son that was holding onto her breast. Susan could not believe that she was naked in Michael’s bed with him. She quickly moved his hand from her breast and ran to her room with her robe. She had no memory of last evening, but from the way her pussy and ass felt she thought she knew that she had been thoroughly fucked. The thought of having sex with her son both …

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In Peter’s Arms Ch.2

I sat on my bed, holding my phone, when I threw it across the room. THUNK When it hit the wall a shard of glass bounced back and sliced my foot “SHIT, AHH GOD THAT HURTS!” “TIA IM GOING TO THE STORE TO BUY SOME….TOYS.” I shivered. I hated when my dad bought toys. Usually they were meant for sexual pain. But if my father was gone that meant I could get rid of Peter. And when my father left he usually went to the bar and got drunk. That meant I had about two hours to get rid of Peter. I wiped away my tears of pain and went downstairs to grab a wet napkin or some ointment. Before I could look I heard the doorbell ring. And it rang again. And again. And …

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Hot Tub Wife Pimpin Part 3

“You sunovabitch. You mutherfucker!” A string of swearwords flew out of my wife’s mouth, and for good reason too. They weren’t aimed at me but they might as well have been. I have a small auto parts shop and garage and times have been tough lately and I needed some extra work and as ashamed as I was to go to my competitor to basically beg for help, I did just that. It went way too far and a drunken wife later Neal fucked Karen half passed out while I watched. It wasn’t what either of us were expecting, but afterwards we both got really turned on talking about it and feeling all of the various emotions that kind of encounter brings up. Jealousy, shame, envy, lust, anger, betrayal, fear, the entire spectrum. After months …

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The Wolves of Paris

“The new era began; the king was tried, doomed, and beheaded; the Republic of Liberty, Equality, Fraternity, or Death, declared victory against the world; the black flag waved night and day from the great towers of Notre Dame. Above all, one hideous figure grew as familiar as if it had been before the general gaze from the foundations of the world—the figure of the sharp female called La Guillotine.” -Charles Dickens, “A Tale of Two Cities” *** Gévaudan, France, 1769: In the village, a man was dying. Antoine Chastel drew water from the well and went inside. His father lay in the inn’s largest room, a single candle lit, Bible open on his lap. He slept feverishly. Antoine wiped his brow with a wet cloth and Jean Chastel’s eyes opened. He spoke between labored breaths. …

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Pheromone Cologne (1)

“It’s finally done!” Jack said, holding up a vial of clear liquid. As a perfumer, he spent most of his day creating new fragrances for the company’s seasonal lineup. It was only after work that his boss let him try out some of his less scientific ideas in the lab. He hadn’t had any successes so far, but if he managed to invent something useful on his own time, he would be able to patent it and get a big cut of the profits. The only question now was if his invention worked like he hoped. Jack put a lid on the vial and looked at his watch. “Shit!” Jumping up, he peeled off his gloves and ran out of the lab. The trains were going to stop running in the next five minutes. Luckily, …

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Postal Pleasures

Postal Pleasures-Revised by Beagle9690 January 2018 After twenty years of marriage, my wife left me for a man she met while attending nursing college. The day the heartless bitch received her diploma as a registered nurse, was the day she served me with divorce papers at the commencement ceremony in front of everyone. She moved out the next day to be with her new young stud. He was handsome to a fault; like a petulant male model. He had a full head of hair, perfect teeth and he is twenty years younger than the adulteress. It took great restraint not knock his perfect teeth down his throat. To do so would give my ex-wife ammunition for the divorce proceedings. Granted, I’m not a handsome man. I have severe receding hairline, so I keep my hair …

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Aurora, her Dad, and the XXX Theater

Aurora and I sat in my car outside of the adult theater. It was around 2pm and the parking lot had more cars in it this time. She wasn’t talking much and I could tell she was nervous. The last time we came here, a lot of stuff had happened that she wasn’t ready for. This time we both had a better idea of what to expect. We did some shot’s before we left and she had taken a pill “to take the edge off.”, she said. She was wearing a gray pleated skirt and a white short sleeved button-up blouse. She looked cute. It fit well. Not too tight, and hinted at her amazing body underneath. I figured she would feel more comfortable wearing more clothing than the last time. I did make sure …

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Life Redone (Part 2 of 10)

[Love hearing from my readers. Thanks and enjoy!] Only nine more opportunities. That was my thought process right now. I had gone from debating even using the device and wondering if it was really legitimate, to planning out how to use it perfectly. I’m sure there were more than ten girls that I wanted a second chance with, and I wanted to make sure I didn’t forget anything that I would later regret. After all, this was pretty much my last chance at youth and fantasies of this proportion. I tried everything that I could think of to make sure I left no stone unturned. I went through my social media friends, even breaking into my old Myspace account to see who I could recall from earlier times. I looked at old yearbooks, photos, and …

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Frat Boy’s Discovery

It was the summer after his freshman year at college. Luke Delacroix was back in his well-to-do suburban neighborhood; the kind of area where people believe in the American Dream and complain about their property taxes. Streets were lined with towering trees, forming an emerald ceiling, well maintained pools waited behind pristine fences, and there were spacious lawns that absolutely nobody used. Sitting in the middle of one such lawn, was a large white house. The owners would say that they were middle class, but the manicured lawn and 3 car garage both spoke of wealth. Inside the the marble-covered kitchen of his gigantic house just past noon, dressed in a tank (Suns Out, Guns Out), and lose hanging athletic shorts hinted at an ass you actually could bounce a quarter off, was Luke Delacoix. …

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My Four Favorite Freaky Ways to Fuck

* * * * * Author’s Note: Those of you who have already read some of my other stories posted at this site may recognize specific passages in this story. In writing this story, I have chosen to make use of several excerpts–either copied over verbatim, or in most cases, edited–from other stories that I have already written. I felt like there was no need for me to “reinvent the wheel,” just so that I could share this particular facet of my life story with you. * * * * * My Four Favorite Freaky Ways to Fuck by slick_chick * * * * * From the time I had my very first menstrual cycle, all the way up until the time that I finally reached menopause (I was in my mid-40’s when that “less-than-pleasant …

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Becoming A Sissy Slut (Part 1)

Part 1 with more to come It was a Friday evening in late January as I walked through the lounge in the back of a bar in downtown Spokane Washington. A friend from work named Mark had invited me to come to his wife’s 30th birthday party and even though I didn’t know her, it was a good excuse to get out of my apartment. I had just moved to Spokane the previous fall, taking a job as an engineer for large road building company. At 21 years old and just out of college, I was pretty proud to start out with a $60,000 a year job. Previous to accepting the job I didn’t know a soul in Spokane, however I’d made a few casual friends through work. “Hey Ryan, over here” I heard Marks …

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Lust From Space!

Lust From Space! by BD Day 1 Sara was angry with her parents. She was smart, one of the smartest people in her high school class, and in her mind she knew she shouldn’t be upset, and that the anger was just part of some teenage emotional misfire. But her parents knew she’d had a date planned for this weekend, and they’d brought her camping anyway. And since the summer had just begun, the plan was to stay a whole week. It wouldn’t be so bad, she thought, there was cell reception, but there was nothing. No bars. Even in the middle of the highest grassy clearing she could find, there was no signal. She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed, switching off her phone to save batteries. Sara was a senior Wilderness …

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Ron Jeremy 3

Well Aunt Shellie didn’t come over first thing in the morning, it was more like 10 am or so. Mom had pretty much kept to herself avoiding me, that and avoiding the fact that she had watched me have sex with her best friend. I knew that she had been getting into it by the comments she had made about having me “make a baby in Aunt Shellies mouth” but other than that there still seemed to be some sort of ice that had not been broken yet, there were more things that we couldn’t talk about then there were that we could. Aunt Shellie helped change that though after she came. Mom put on her strict authoritarian voice again but Shellie wasn’t as swayed by it today like she was yesterday. Shellie insisted that …

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Planet Earth Revisited, chapter 2

Now that night a third red flash appeared. Ari woke up and to her surprise she didn’t see Romulus. Immediately she knew that he wasn’t on earth anymore, but she did not have to worry because he now was where everyone else was. She couldn’t explain it, she just knew it. She began wandering through the forest. It wasn’t a big forest so she quickly found the entrance. She knew exactly where she was. A kilometer away was the former highway, and the nearest town would be some kilometers more. There were farms all over the region, and after an hour she spotted one and went to see what traces of humanity were left there. In the house next to the farm she found nothing, but luckily for her in the stable was one stallion. …

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Christmas Cookies (part 1)

Just wrote this today at work and decided to post it before I spend the next year checking for grammatical errors and then rewritting it and then never posting at all like I do with so many stories. So I apologize in advance for any problems with it. I am almost done with part 2 and it should be posted within the next few days. Enjoy. “Carla, these cookies are just to die for. How in the world do you do it?” My mom said to my wife from across the room. “Every year these cookies just seem to get better and better! You must give me the recipe.” Mom insisted. “Sorry Sarah, but a true artist can not reveal her secrets.” My wife Carla replied while giving me a shifty look and a smirk. …

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Slut’s Love (Part 1)

Moaning as I was, I felt nothing. No excitement, no urge, definitely no pleasure. I looked up at his pimpled, greasy face, and wished myself to my happy place. Away, ever away. His eyes, squinting in the dim light sucked me in as a eager fly sucks in a chunk of filth. His haggard breaths and occasional pants betrayed his exhaustion. His cock, a misshapen thing, near as wide as it was long, pushed in and out of me with the urge of an over-excited puppy. He stank. As his climax rose, he accelerated, pumping hard fleetingly before ejaculating with a squeal that put me in mind of a pig being pulled from its mother. I shuddered slightly, before re-gaining composure. He looked down at me hungrily. “You loved that, didn’t you slut” he licked …

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Did I ask for this?

I accompanied a gay friend to an LGBT club. I wasn’t sure what to expect. I was curious about what I’d see. It was busy. My friend was chatting to another guy. 3 of us together by the bar. I was leaning against it. I heard some of what my friend and the guy he was with were saying. The rest of the time I was people watching. Glancing around, checking out the clothes, hair, footwear, faces. As expected it was a mixed crowd. There were a lot of men, very few women and quite a few trans people. Some looked like men in woman’s clothes and make up. Some looked prettier with feminine features, soft makeup and nice clothes. I could see a trans lady near the bar. Maybe in her 20s. long straight …

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The Pumpkin Patch

“There are only two tragedies: One is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.” -Oscar Wilde *** Most of the year it was just an empty lot, dusty and overlooked. Little ever grew there, and no one ever tried to build anything on it. But people knew, deep down, that it was a special place, and they treated it with deference. It was a place of power. Jezibaba’s little house crouched across the street from it, and that night she drew her curtains aside and peered through the gloom. It was the first new moon in October. When the clock struck half past, she went out. Alone, at night, she did not stoop or hobble, as she did when other people may be watching. She carried her old rocking chair, hefting …

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Sue – Part 2 The wife is used

She lasted 8 days, on day 9 she put on a short skirt, halter neck top and headed over to the office. Mike and Wes were there and feigned surprise to see Sue. Well look it’s our little slut, what can we do for you?’ Mike said ‘I need some product’, she said, ‘um can I buy some? Well I don’t sell from here and I have a discerning network, so if you can find a distributor then great, just bear in mind our clientele usual frequent some dark places, so you may have to adjust that snooty attitude of yours. ‘Um, ok’ she said, ‘but can I have some now just to tide me over?’ ‘Do I look like a fucking charity to you’, Mike snapped. ‘You were a stuck up, nasty cunt in …

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