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Good afternoon, I’m Seaman Lance. More specifically Seaman Roxanna Lance. Or just Roxy for most. Let’s be honest, only officers use the rank here. The Navy wants everyone to act official all the time, but when it has been months since you got to shoot guns, official military speech just does not roll out from your tongue. Heh, to whom I am lying here… It is not like I care about that official shit anyway. Being somewhat of a rebel has gotten me in trouble in the past and I don’t seem to learn that lesson. That is why I have been “randomly” ***********ed to clean the fucking cargo crates again. We have privates in this base as well, but it is funny how I get this duty at least once per week. Oh well. …
The Monster #2 Her Story – Part One An Introduction and seduction This is her story about our introduction to swapping. We’re 50ish and our neighbors are in their 30ies. Me, Frank – WM, 6’, 210 lbs with a 6” dick – & my wife Bonnie – WF, 5’, 140 lbs with soft 38 D’S Roger & Shellie – he’s a WM, 6’ 4”, slim & tanned with a really big cock – she’s a WF, 5’ 8”, about 140 lbs with hard 42 DD’S I just found out from my wife that that fateful Saturday night wasn’t an accident. Here’s her story. My husband showed me his accounting of that fateful Saturday night. He thought that reading it to me would get me hot! I had to tell him. Men are so funny! Do …
Author’s Note: This is the first story that im posting that I have actually written. If you don’t like it that’s fine please do not comment just vote and leave. Anyone else constructive criticism is welcome, although I am not a language major and this site is free. So if you want perfect grammar or spelling to bad, spellcheck is all you get. Also no sex in the prologue sorry it is for the back story. Hope you like it!! Also any reference to historical figures is completely fictional if it offends you….. My Bad!! Glossary: Djinn – is a genie, magic lamp, wish granting, believed in ancient times to be demons, and therefore evil. They are neither demons nor evil. They are generally just mischievous or really pissed. (Have someone stuff you in a …
Being born in a rural area with little excitement might have had a lot to do with my friends and I being entertained with things that others might find trivial and other things that might seem odd. Swinging on an aged willow branch over a stagnant pool of water was one our favorites because we all hoped that the next one to give it a try would have the branch break and they would plummett face first into the stagnant water. That only happened one time when I was at the willow tree and the victim it claimed was me. It was embarrassing, but it also entertained the others and I liked that. Another of our entertainments was hunting birds and rats with bb guns and pellett pistols. But I suppose the most curious of …
My name is Sam. My mum, Rosalie, has just turned 33, and I just turned 15 which means that she was just 18 when I was born. Apparently, when she discovered that she was pregnant, she told my dad, Phil, and they discussed what to do. Eventually they agreed to live together without getting married, and share bringing me up. As far back as I can remember mum and dad always slept together in their bedroom, both of them naked. I always went to bed naked too. In the morning mum and dad would stay naked until just before it was time to leave for work. The three of us sat together in the kitchen eating breakfast, all of us naked. Until I was about 8, when I started going to school friends’ places for …
With Sherry’s screams of pain, sobs of crying and threats in my ears, Joe backs me out into the hallway whispering in my ears “They guys said they want Sherry just as bad as they wanted you!” then he disgusts me with his statement “But I find the little bitch unappealing sexually!” backing me up against the wall before pressing himself hard against me. “Now you! I find exciting even more after what you let us do last night!” Leaning his head into my throat, tracing it with his tongue, then along my chin and finally onto my lips where he closes his mouth on mine. His right hand holding the back of my head as he kisses me, his left down groping between my legs. Then once more he humiliates me “Tell me to …
Miss Tiny Tits By Blueheatt ….As an almost every day customer, I slowly became friends with the one waitress. She looked very young as she had a slim build. She was a little skinny but average height. She had to wear a company ball cap so her long beautiful hair was hidden under the cap. She had a beautiful face and was always smiling and friendly with me. She had no tits to speak of. One cool morning I saw these two little bumps where a girls tits would be. No need for her to wear a bra. I looked at them picturing some day they might be big. She smiled at me as she caught me looking at her tiny starter nipples. I looked up smiling at her and whispered: (“You need a breast …
I started working on him the second time I sat for them, especially when his wife Toni was out of sight. There’s a way you can be so glad to see him when he picks you up for a job, say thank you when you are being paid, good bye when he drives you home that arouses interest without being too blatant. Tight clothing didn’t hurt either. I could tell he was always delighted to see me, too. Of course, there was the little problem of Toni, but as it turned out, she travelled on business and sometimes he would have a Jaycees meeting. When I finally built up my courage to make something happen, I dressed for the job “to the nines,” short skirt, silky blouse, black underwear including a garter belt and stockings. …
Human Reproduction by Fidget Chapter 2 Six months later Megan was finally showing; her toned belly was starting to soften and swell as her body carried out its evolutionary programming. As it turned out, Mason had successfully impregnated the enticing nineteen year-old the first time he had lost control inside her fertile babymaker, but that hadn’t stopped Megan’s reproductive instincts from driving her to copulate with the willing young stud again and again over the next few months to ensure that the pregnancy took. Unbeknownst to Mason, Megan’s promiscuous body had also enticed a few other prospective fathers into ecstatically filling her womb with their potent seed along the way, just in case, but these passionate flings ultimately amounted to empty pleasure, because even though she didn’t know it yet, Megan had already been bred. …
When we arrived at the school, I was shown to a small studio with a shower and a bathtub, a bed and a massage table. Justin took my shoes and clothes and left. He seemed to be hesitant to leave but knew his job was done. A man appeared in scrubs and closed the door behind him, “I’m here to get you cleaned up and ease some soreness for you. I hear you had an eventful evening.” “Yes, I did.” I eyed him up and down. He looked different to me somehow, not like the men I had dealt with tonight. “Are you from the outside?” He raised his eyebrows, “Yes I am, how did you know?” “I grew up on the outside, and you don’t look like the men in The Lifestyle.” “I’ll take …
This story took place about a year after Carol and I were married, a week before Memorial Day weekend of 1981. If you read Gym Teacher 1 through 4, then you already know the people involved. Carol’s mom had moved in with her then Lover, and now husband. Bill lives in a very nice house, about an hour outside of the city, with a huge yard, and really not to many neighbors near him. Now these two have known each other for years, even before Carol’s dad died. They were all nudists and swingers, and after about a year, Susan and Bill started dating. Bill is around 52 now, and Susan is 50, and by looking at her, you would think she is maybe 40. She is about 5’ 4, 120 lbs, with auburn hair, …
The Ticket II The day of Revelation I was sitting at my Grandfathers desk when Raymond Shari entered Followed by an older version of him self. Who he introduced as Raymond Shari Senior. The Senior partner at the firm and my Grandfathers personal lawyer for the past thirty years. Sue served coffee to us and I told her to leave the tray and to close the door on her way out. When the door was closed I stood and allowed Raymond Sr. to sit at the desk. He opened his briefcase and began removing file folders. All the time talking of my Grandfather and his wishes. Before he got started I told them about the incident. They looked at each other and Jr said, “It has started already.” Sr. began to read the will, It …
Author’s Note, Part 2: As this series approaches conclusion (less than 10 chapters left!) I thought I would respond to several requests from readers to provide cast biographies. Bios and pictures are now posted in the forum (18+ only) under the thread “Cast Biographies from The Island.” Chapter 36 In the morning, a thunderous crashing noise in the water woke us. Looking out into the clear blue sea just as the dawn was breaking over the trees, I saw a foamy disturbance in the water. “What was that?” Alyssa asked sleepily. Peter was sitting up, rubbing his eyes, and Janie was stirring as well. “I don’t know,” I replied, a little groggy myself. I stood up, peering into the water. Suddenly, a huge, dark shape emerged from the waves, towering at least 15 feet in …
I was 18 years old when my parents died. My brother left for college and now six years later Ihave not seen him since. He went away just like everybody else. I sighed. Placing some flowers on my parents grave. I got up walked towards my car and along the way saw a sight that took my breath a way. Across the road was a young blonde woman. Her eyes were a strange green framed with long black eyelashes. She turned and saw me staring. She smiled and I blushed quickly stepping into my car. I could not stop thinking about her. I was once again thinking about her pouring coffee for my boss when funnily enough she walked into my bosses room. I froze. What was she doing here? Only a moment passed before …
I saw Brian in my classroom over the course of the next few days. We exchanged glances that ranged from awkward to flirty, but we never spoke nor texted about what we did. We had no need to, the memories would last a lifetime. I went back to my teaching job. I could still occasionally detect the smell of pee or squirt in my room, but it was nothing some disinfecting wipes and some air freshener couldn’t handle. The only noteworthy interaction I have had in the week since Brian and I’s night of fun was a bizarre, albeit comedic, conversation with my colleague and mentor, Mrs. Breslow. She approached me in the teacher’s lounge and said, “your glowing Adrianna.” I was more than a little flustered by this comment, “I am?” I asked innocently. …
Chapter 2 Shopping and Showing Off Jim stretched as he opened his eyes. The sun was just beating through the bedroom window. He looked around and didn’t see either if his girls. They got in late last and went straight to bed. He had figured the girls would have still been asleep. He took a deep breath, that’s when the smell of breakfast hit his nose. Jim got up, not bothering to get dressed and walked into the kitchen. Passing through the living room Keiko was busy cleaning. Keiko noticed Jim and stopped what she was doing. “Did I wake you, my master? I’m sorry if I did, please forgive me.” “No, you didn’t wake me. Continue what you are doing.” Jim turned and headed towards the kitchen. Mamiko was busy finishing breakfast when she …
It was an early Saturday morning, waiting on my daughter Kelly to arrive. I have been divorced for about three years now and my daughter at the time was ten years old. We both left on good terms and she has custody of her. Every two weeks she comes over to my house and spends the weekend with me, and in the summer months, while school is out, she stays with me for vacation. I was in the living room when I heard the car pull up to the driveway. I went to the door and opened it up to see my daughter getting out and, carrying her bag, waving to her mother as she backed out to leave. She came up to the door, gave me a hug, and a kiss on the cheek …
*Please note: This is a work of fiction. This story is not real and any attempt to recreate it in real life makes you a terrible human being. I do not condone this behaviour, the fantasy just gets me excited. More chapters coming soon! Part 1: The Beginning I guess I should tell you a little bit of a background before I get into my story. I was always a shy kid growing up. Kept to myself, didn’t have a lot of friends. I spent a lot of time playing computer games online. I guess you could say I was a tomboy. The one friend I did have was my neighbor Scott. We grew up together and most nights would end up playing catch or basketball on the street in front of our houses. My …
Sasha walked through the grave yard with a drink in hand, her finger going around one small spool of yarn of eight in her jacket pocket. She was a sewer. Her hair was long, wavy and black. The girl of Japanese heritage wore spandex pants, a white t-shirt and a shiny leather jacket. It was a party and Sasha was there with friends. She wasn’t drunk but she didn’t want to be there for much longer. Her ex was watching her and following her through most of the party. When he wasn’t looking she slipped out. Her car wasn’t too far away but still, she had already spotted her ex coming from behind. He was drunk and stumbling around. She looked around seeing a crypt. She rolled her eyes, usually in the movies she would …
