It started with a wrong number, the day my life was forever and irrevocably altered.
It is an easy mistake to make, happens every minute of every day to someone around this ever-increasingly technology reliant globe. But not everyone has this sort of wrong number and not everyone has these circumstances that lead inexorably toward life changing results. The kind of changes we simply never expected and never considered, but here we are: Altered and moulded into something different and new.
“What happened? What Changed? What” I hear your mind whirring dear reader, have patience and I will explain it all in miniscule detail for your eager attention – I am aware you already have your favourite underwear on (or perhaps, none) and are lustfully running through scenarios that may be fast
This story and all characters involved are both completely fictional.
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I always had a thing for my best friend's sister. She was 4 years ahead of us, so when I was just a young freshman, she was a pretty blonde Varsity cheerleader in her senior year. I'd always stay over at my best friend's house during the weekend and we'd hang out like typical teenagers--stayed up playing video games, pretended we were thugs listening to rap music, we'd even talk about doing dirty things to girls we thought were hot in our class (although I never confessed having any attraction to his sister--I knew our friendship would immediately get weird if I did). He'd typically fall asleep before me and I usually stay up for a couple more hours before feeling tired and fallin
"Two ninety-eight. Two ninety-nine. Aaaand that's it. Three damn hundo. How the hell do you do it?"
Joel shook his head in awe as he tossed a towel at the figure suspended in midair.
Malcolm took one hand off the pull-up bar and caught it deftly, dropping to the ground and dabbing at his shining torso.
"Good food. Good sleep. I normally wouldn't push myself this hard, but Giselle said she's got a surprise for me tonight. No idea what she's on about, but I need to get a good pump going. Just in case she's invited one of her friends into bed with us again."
"Wouldn't put it past her. You picked up a feisty one, you did," said Joel, as they headed out into the chilly winter evening.
As he drove through the deserted streets, Malcolm found himself subconsciously gripping his cock wi
My work at car Rental company at airport was really something, but was exciting, adventurous and lots of fun but there was something missing. I was 22 years old when I started working at airport rental company, i was alone, no girlfriend or fuckbuddy. But in airport there were several girls and matures who used to tease me of not having girlfriend and stuff like that and as usual I made fun of them and ignored them and this kept going for many months. As time passed I felt my sexual desire getting its peak and I never wanted to go for prostitution or paying someone to have a sex.
There was a mature lady Rosa around 55 years old who was really friendly and talkative she always sit in the corner of the gas station to have her coffee, everybody knows her as nice and relaxed person. I for no
15 sitting in my room looking at a car I wanted but knew mom could not afford, my friend cathy came over. We were talking and she saw the picture. I told her how much I wanted a car like that.
She said she knew a way to make plenty of money, then she said her dad showed my mom how to do it and asked if I noticed my mom had more money now.
I told her yes mom was not so uptight about money since my dad had died of cancer, and she seemed more relaxed.
Cathy said her dad taught her how to make extra money, then said I am sure he could teach you.
That afternoon I went to her house and she told her dad I wanted to learn to Make extra money. He looked me over then said ok and told her to leave the room. He than sat me down and told me he had other girls working for him and at my age
Disclaimer: Rape is not ok in reality... In the realm of fantasy do as you please
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“…They expect to come with their heavy machines and their saws! They think we are just going to stand by and watch silently! but no! They are not taking the trees down! the only thing going down is R&P´s corporations!" Everyone applauded as Agatha finished her speech at the Alliance for the Forest´s meeting.
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The 25 years old looked sweet and tender, but she was headstrong and determined when required. As a very active and charismatic activist, she has gotten some hate from a few corporations along with the love of fellow nature lovers.
“That was beautiful, Agatha!” said Mathew,
My wife has been pegging me wither strap on for some time now typically when she’s in one of her Dominant moods, she called me and asked if I was anywhere near her office, she had something to show me. So, I swung by and she told me to come into her office and she closed the door behind her and locked it. She went to her bag and pulled out the most realistic dildo I have ever seen. She had this wicked look in her eyes telling me to feel it. I must have had this look of amazement; doesn’t it feel real she asked. Not felling any cock but my own I said yes its really does not hard plastic it had foreskin and it bent but still had some rigidity to it, she said look at this extra bonus turning it around showing me the base it had a reservoir that could be filled with whatever and it also vibr
Its 11:45pm on a Friday night and I’m sooo disappointed! I’ve been looking forward to tonight’s date all week and it was a total bust. John looked so cute in his picture. He has a deep strong voice and we totally vibed on the phone. I spent 2 hours getting ready for tonight. Perfect hair, mani, pedi, my short black skirt, just tight enough white top and my new open toe 3 inch stiletto’s.
I walked into the bar for our 9:30pm date and sat next to him not realizing it was him. When he nervously said my name, I looked over and forced a fake smile and sign of appreciation. He’s clearly a decade older and a dozen pounds on top of his picture. Conversation was forced and his sloppy presentation was embarrassing. After three strong cosmos he went to the bathroom. Finally an opportunit
(This is a stand alone story but to find out how Megan lost her virginity at prom check out my other published stories)
Megan sat in her room excited to begin her freshman year of college. High school was fine but something about college just felt different, more important, and more free. High school had ended with Megan unwillingly losing her virginity but for the most part she had gotten over it. If anything, she was determined not to be a victim again.
Freshman year started off great. She got along with her roommate and was quickly making friends. Her only regret was that she got cut from ballet but it did allow her the freedom to go to parties and enjoy everything college had to offer.
For Megan things began to change when she met Josh. Josh was also a freshman and coincide
Ten days to 10 minutes.
This stag & vixen couple discover that sometimes size doesn’t matter, but STAMINA most certainly does!
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It happens more often than some people think. A young white couple’s fantasy of a well endowed black man joining them in bed. Most leave it as fantasy, but some pursue it to reality. That’s what we did.
Mandy and I had been together for two years. Our sex life was on fire. Incredible sex, often twice a day. Neither of us could get enough of the other.
Since we’d become a couple, the constant phone calls, texting, sharing thoughts, feelings, wants and desires for each other was often distracting from our jobs! I loved it!
We love each other and trust each other completely. In that love, trust, and honesty with each other, neither of us wer
Fair Trade
By
Michele Nylons
David Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger.
"You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn't you? 'Don't worry Chelle, it's a back road but it's fine and will cut thirty minutes off our journey.' Which numb-nut told you that? " Michelle seethed.
David just cringed behind the wheel.
“And of course we are both perfectly dressed to make mechanical repairs or go for a romp through the desert to find help! We might as well be on fucking Mars! We haven’t seen a single vehicle since we left the black
The Slutting of Sally James. Chapter1
Rick’s story…
I recently returned to Australia after 4 years of living in South-East Asia, mostly in Thailand where I had been completely corrupted by the exotic Thai bar girls of that country’s red-light districts. During that period, they taught me a variety of kinky games and sex tricks that I had never ever experienced before. Over a period of time I lived with several gorgeous young Thai babes who willingly introduced me to all the sexual tricks and games they played to satisfy the men they fucked.
Suzy was a special beauty. She had chosen her name from a movie called, ‘The world of Suzy Wong’ about a pretty young and very popular bar girl who lived and worked in the Red-light district of Hong Kong. She told me that it was just the same as he
This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I do not know Natalie Portman, Benjamin Millepied, or have anything to do with them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated so you should feel free to share.
Story Code: Anal, Blkmal, Exhib, Finger, Inc, Mast, MF, Oral, Reluc, HJ,
Natalie Portman, The Florence Nightingale Effect
By Muhabba
Natalie couldn't help herself as she reclined in her hot bubble bath. The tub was built to easily hold two people and her slender body
I love the weekends! I’m such a slut on the weekends! This time was no different. After talking to a guy who had befriended me after catching me walk down his street naked, I promised him I’d do my best to expose myself in public naked again. I was going to kick it up a notch this time though. This time I wrote all over myself before going, with permanent markers. Everything I wrote was about how fat I am and what a cow I am. Then I left my house naked, carrying only my keys, debit card and ID in a small purse.
It was chilly last night, but not too bad. It was like 52* so tolerable for my fat naked ass. I live in an apartment complex so I have to walk across the parking lot to get to my car, which I did enthusiastically naked. I took my time walking so everyone could get a chance to se
This is side 2 of a 2 sided story. Jacobs views of events as they took place. All views characters and events in this story are fictional.
Written by:
C H Marshall
Jacobs perspective
The new sitter is supposed to be here no later than 615 and I want you to be on your best behavior for her you hear me young man Jacobs mother scolds. I will mom promise I am going to go shower now so I can make my best first impression ok. Jacob I always thought boys were dirty creatures who had to be forced to wash. But you have to be the cleanest person I've ever met. His mother says laughingly. Jacob thinks to himself that's because no one will ever let you rub your nuts on them if you smell and dirty all the time. But says out loud insted. I don't wanna be a smelly kid mom as he dashe
This is side one of a two sided story. All characters and acts in this story are fiction.
Karen's perspective of events by:
C H Marshall
Karen nervesly approached the door and rang the bell. This was not her first babysitting job but she was worried someone may find out why she wanted this one.
Her thoughts drifted to yesterday during lunch when she heard Christina telling the girls she was never babysitting for Jacob Wilson again. "That little fucker tried rubbing his balls on my face while we were watching a movie." That thought made he feel a little tingly all over and she felt her nipples harden as she did when Christina said it. She began to have second thoughts. What if Christina dremt it worse yet what if something happens and everyone finds out. She starts to
Visiting Hours
by brwneyedwitch70
It had been a busy day at work, I didn't get a chance to call you so I decided to stop by your hospital room to say hello. Your surgery had been a simple procedure, but you were still required to stay a few days to make sure that your knee was better. I was surprised to hear that you would be out in two days. Being away from you had been difficult at first, but knowing that I'd have you all to myself again soon was enough to keep me horny.
As I was driving toward the hospital, I noticed a costume shop. "Why not stop in." I thought to myself. We were always talking about dressing up and doing some role-playing games. Why not go in to see if something catches my eye. As I walked in to the store, I noticed there was much more than just costumes---this
One weekend I was home alone as the rest of my family was either away for work or at my older brother’s college family weekend. I had to stay home because I had to work Friday night. After work on Friday I got home and had something to eat. I decided to see what was on TV and after flipping through channels for about a half hour I got bored and decided to get online to chat with some friends on instant messenger. As the night went on more of my friends started getting off and I was getting bored again so I decided to visit a chat room. Seeing as I was home alone I decided to enter the home alone chat room…I would have never imagined what happened next.
The conversations started out normal enough there were plenty of boys in the chat room asking to talk to females so, being a female, I
My name is Deanna and I am the luckiest girl alive.
But let me explain a few things about me
I'm 43 years old but look pretty damn good for my age
I'm not skinny im chubby with red hair and C cup tits and with a ghetto booty as boys keep telling me which im proud of especially being white lol.
Anyways alot of ppl have judged me for this but I was engaged to a man that I had been with for 5 years and I ended up cheating on him with someone I worked with it was meant to be a one time deal especially with him being nearly 20 years younger than me but we fell inlove so I broke it off and agreed to be with him. We have had our ups and downs but he always done his best to keep me happy and finally he bought me a ring.
I didnt know how he bought me a ring and was paying to have ou
(Real names not being used. True story.)
My name is Joe. I'm in my mid 20s. I'm attracted to older woman about age 40 and up.
No, I don't have "mommy issues". I've always had a great relationship with my mother.
No, it's not a fetish. I just prefer a mature, experienced (in life & in bed), old-fashioned woman. An older woman that has a relationship with God. An older woman that doesn't drink, smoke, or use any drugs. An older woman who can hold an intellectual conversation that isn't about what's trending on social media. An older woman who would rather spend her weekends roaming the crochet/garden areas of Hobby Lobby, rather than the bar area of a nightclub. An older woman who still enjoys cooking and cleaning. An older woman who understands that there are younger men who are m
It was the holiday season. I work in a local book store where I am in charge of merchandising and stocking the shelves. The work is easy and the hours are good so it is not a bad place to work, except at Christmas time. The store is in a historical stone building in the heart of the old town district. It has three floors and reading areas on all floors with a large reading room on the third floor with huge floor to ceiling windows.
The store is closed on Mondays and normally no one is there at all. This particular Monday the owners asked that Greta and I come in to set up new displays and promotional items for them to be ready first thing on Tuesday when the store opened. Greta is the store Manager and I do not see that much of her because I work usually at five in the morning and
Astoria
Chapter One
Death is a usual happening. You can see it in the dust that travels through the air. Destroyed skyscrapers that have collapsed on to the ground below. Rusted vehicles lying dead on the side of the road. The bones and skulls of skeletons hiding within the rubble. It is silent. You can hear the creaking of old metal from buildings delicately swaying in the calm but dirty air. The quiet is interrupted by a scream.
Two figures emerge from the fog as they stumble through the rubble, they are frantically trying to get away from something as if they are being chased. They wear ragged clothing with hoods over their heads. One figure is taller, holding tightly to the hand of the other figure who is smaller in comparison. Their legs are weak as they struggle to run dow
It was fall and school had just started again. My twin brother Karl and I were feeling pretty darned good, after all, we were in high school now, 14 years old and freshmen.
There was something we called “The Race.” Our father had died when we were infants, he'd left our mother well set financially, she didn't need to work but she did. She was a sales executive with a communications company with a mid six figure income but Karl and I figured the only reasons she was employed were that she had the opportunity to meet men and that she didn't have to handle normal motherly duties, we felt like she hated us for being impediments to her, in her mind, idyllic life.
Her idyllic life, what a joke. To the outside world mother was a paragon of virtue, a beautiful woman of 37, a high payi
This is a true story and deviates from the truth only through my forgetfulness of details. There are a 101 stories to be told of my affair with Norma but this is an account of the beginning. Comments encouraged.
In 1970 I got my first factory job in a small town in Arkansas. Before long the majority of the workers voted for union representation and went on strike. I didn't. I knew they were unskilled labor and would quickly be replaced. They were. I worked in the warehouse where rows of shelves held boxes of our finished product. I won't say what it was; it would be too easy to identify the place and the persons herein mentioned. My job was to take the boxes as they came from manufacturing and store them on the shelves in the warehouse according to catalog number, and then retrieve the
After waking from a dream that leaves Britney flustered she calls an old friend to release some sexual tension that has been building up between them for four years. An unexpected, furry guest comes along and Britneys reality is turned into a dream as she gets pleasured in ways she didn't know existed.
Mary Conley checked her makeup in the tiny mirror of her compact. Her ruby-red lipstick was perfect, thick mascara and smoky eye shadow, light blush across her high cheekbones all checked out fine. After applying a light dusting of powder across her nose, she snapped the compact closed and slipped it back into her purse. She hoped she looked all right, dressed in a dark green p
