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Nov 16, 2016

Big Girl Lisa {Straight/Underage}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]

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Lisa wanted to be a big girl so badly. Ever since she turned 16 she’s set her sights on me. I don’t think I was that good looking, but I was her next door neighbor. I was simply within reach and not that bad of a choice. I think.

She was barely dressed, like most days I saw her, as she knocked on my door. But today she caught me with a hard on. I was annoyed when I was interrupted and I thought it would be mostly gone after I got dressed, made it downstairs and opened my front door. I was wrong.

She noticed the bulge in my shorts and commented on how big it was. Once her hand brushed the front of my pants, I was willing to let her have what she wanted. She wanted me to break her in, I was more than a little willing at the moment. I pulled her inside and she swung the door shut before I moved us into the living room. I tried to do it quickly and only moved her thong aside so she could leave before she was missed.

I didn’t fit. I should have known better, but I was already horny and not thinking straight. I told her to leave as sense mixed with disappointment. I sat down looking at my cock that just got denied pussy. As I thought about the fleshlight I left in the bedroom, I saw movement and looked up to see her stripping. There wasn’t much on her so she was down to her bra by this time. I was surprised that she was even wearing one, never mind still here. I thought my rash behavior would have her changing her mind. Well, that and the pain.

“I’m not going to leave until we get this done,” she told me as she climbed up over my legs and braced her hands on either side of my head. “Make it fit,” was the last thing she said before she started to lower herself onto me. I reached for my cock and aimed it at her tight little pussy.

Eventually, we did it. There was huffing, sweating, pushing and a lot of swearing. But we achieved our goal. I broke her in. I fit deep into her cunt and she begged for it all and more. I enjoyed our time as much as I could because I didn’t think she would be back since she got what she wanted from me.

I was wrong. Somehow, some way, she found herself on my doorstep every day after that. A few times I sent her away to keep the neighborhood from catching on, never mind her parents. What did I do the other times? I reminded my cock and her pussy what the other felt like. I opened her up again and again and again. I held onto her sweaty body as she screamed and moaned and swore with me as we came.

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Nov 15, 2016

Encouragement {Lesbian/Student/Teacher}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]

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“You have to learn how to concentrate and do your work while in school,” Ms. Mook said as she continued to rub my clit through my panties. I looked down at the worksheet in front of me as I covered my mouth to hold in a moan.

“You have only solved the first three problems. You still have twelve more to go,” she pointed out as I tried to focus my eyes.


“Ms. Mook, can you go a bit slower please?” I pleaded. I knew that I was going to come soon if she didn’t slow down, never mind stop, then it would just be harder to concentrate with my pussy covered in cum.


“No. I’m going as fast as I always do. You need to stop dreaming of boys in class and get your work done,” she told me. “You will do your work before you go home and I won’t stop until your work is done,” she stated as she started to rub fresh cum over my flesh.

I shook and bit my hand as a loud moan escaped. Maybe I should let her tire herself out, then I could do the work when she’s recovering…

“AH!” I moaned fully out load as I gripped the table. Then I remembered it didn’t work last time. She just switched hands. I tried to look at the paper in front of me again. I wrote a ‘3′ before I started to shake again. 

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My Husband Kissed Me {Voyeur/Exhibitionist}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]

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My husband kissed me into our bedroom. He had been stripping me during our short walk there. Once we were in, he broke the kiss and turned me around.

There laying on the bed was Cathleen from next door. She was spread eagle on our bed naked and with a vibrator in her hand.

She barely spears us a moment of her attention before she lays her head back and puts the vibrator to her pussy. I stand there shocked as Max kisses my neck and runs his hands over my body.

I tried to understand how she could be here. I was in this room an hour ago getting dressed for our stay at home date. I looked around again, searching for where she could have hidden when I realized we were in the spear bedroom.

Max rubbed his palm over one of my nipples and I sucked in air as I heard Cathleen moan.

"You need a closer look," Max told me before he indeed moved us closer. "There, you should hear her better now," he told me as he palmed my pussy and kneaded his heel into my clit.

"Ahh," I moaned myself.

"Cathleen has gotten so good at keeping quiet while you're home that she is finding it hard to be louder now," Max explained before slipping a finger into my pussy.

"Oh, Max, oh Max," she moaned from the bed. "Fuck her hard," she continued. "Pump her pussy good. Let me see her pussy drip your cum," she said before shaking.

My nipples were starting to hurt. I reached for his hand that wasn't humping my pussy and pushed it onto my breast. He got the hint and grabbed on. My knees started to weaken, but I continued to fuck myself onto his hand. I felt my juices covering his fingers as he dug into my gspot and going down my thighs.

I looked over at Cathleen and saw her hard nipples. I started to shake. I saw her cum on the vibrator as she held it hard to her pussy. I moaned louder.

"YES, YES!" Both Cathleen and I shouted as we came and shook.

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Milking My Cock {Male Roommates}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]

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I haven't jerked myself off since I moved in with my roommate. The first time was a prize in our first of many poker games. We were too broke to use money, so we betted chores and favors.

Upping the task with each bet.

I expected to nag him until he punched me to stop bringing it up or give me money. I was equally expecting both. But he did it on my second ask as we watched a steamy ep of some show on the lower channels. We could only afford basic cable.

He blew my mind. He did a lot of things that I did, so only a few things surprised me there. It was the fact that it wasn't me. It was someone else's hands on my junk. And not smaller girl hands either. They were big like mine. As strong as mine. I didn't know what he was going to do next and I didn't direct him since he was a guy and should have known what was good.

I came so hard that I questioned if I liked guys or not. He sprayed most of my jizz on his shirt, so he took it off and wiped up what was left before he left the room. I didn't see him until the next day.

I got home before he did and went to my room with the dirty magazine I bought on my way from work. It felt like a very odd thing to do since I normally used my computer to look up naked girls.

We didn’t have enough for internet when we moved in. That would be a next month purchase.

Once I was in my room, I kicked off my shoes, chucked my pants and pulled off my boxers. I got comfortable in my chair and flipped through the mag until I started to get horny. I shifted the book to my left hand and started stroking my cock with my right. I looked down at a blonde with fuzzy hair sitting on a set of stairs inside a house. She was wearing oversized fake pearls and leaning back with her legs open.

Girls still worked for me. I thought of her sitting down on my cock with her wet pussy and I stroked faster. I slowed down as I thought of hearing her moaning. What would her voice sound like? I lifted my hand from my cock to turn the page over. Now I was looking at a wet red head. She stood under an outdoor shower on the beach. Her top had been pushed to between her breasts.

I repositioned the book and the door to my room opened. We looked at each other for a moment before he left the door open and walked over to where I was. I was about to tell him to leave when he grabbed the head of my cock hard and I silently screamed as I stopped myself from cumming.

But he didn't stop. He rocked and rubbed and stroked the skin over my shaft. I looked down at his hand as he abused and pleased me at the same time. Then he started to jack me and I almost felt like trying to climb out of the chair and my skin, but it was over almost too quickly.

Now I just think of wanting to jerk off and I start to take off my pants in front of him and he proceeds with the task that he has placed himself in charge of.

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Chocolate Banana {Crossdressing Boy}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]

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A cute boy got dressed to go outside. It was a warm day. He picked a light and short dress, but nothing flowy since he was horny and slid a butt plug in before he left the house.

During his walk he bought a popsicle. He walked around a bit more and attracted a few stairs and even some very long ones, but no one really caught his fancy. When his popsicle finished he found an Asian eatery selling chocolate covered bananas. He had only seen them in mangas and animes and couldn’t pass up buying one himself.

A block or two later his sexual buzz was almost gone and he hadn’t cum once during his time out. He now started to look for a place and or person to help with that. He walked until he found a store that mostly sold clothing to gay guys with some sex toy in the back and stood in front of their window.

He slowly slid down the window until it had pulled the back of his dress up and over his butt. Now he looks back and sees you watching him.

How long have you been watching him?

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A Firm Hand On His Cock {Married/Threesome}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]

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A firm grip on his cock, and a hot load all over my wife.
She watched as her husband got off from another threesome that he all but demanded that they have this weekend. She then managed to slip away for about twenty minutes.

She went to the bathroom and after she peed and wiped up, she stood behind the mostly closed door and watched as the two of them went at each other without her there to divide their attention.

Only when the guy she picked up asked how long the two of them had been together, did Matt call to see where his wife had gotten to.

They then took turns fucking her ass before they came on her back and resting for a few moments. She won’t dare say she wasn’t enjoying myself, but she knew her husband was the bigger slut there and it was one of the things she loved about him.

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Smelling Cum {Bachelorette Paid Stripper}

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.]

[The photo I got this story from can be found at the link below along with the Tumblr post I'm copying this from.]

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“That a girl! Smell and taste some cum that doesn’t belong to your to-be husband. It’s the last chance you’ll get!”

“I think I wet my panties.”

“I didn’t think you were wearing any.”

“And to think she was such a wet blanket before when it came to sex.”

“For how many drinks she’s had tonight I don’t think she knows she had a blanket.”

“It’s a shame it’s over now. She’s enjoying herself so much.”

“Who said it was over?”

“What do you mean?”

“The pool before was his pay. Have you ever seen a girl ass fucked?”

“You didn’t!”

“Me? It’s ‘we’. It’s all ‘we’.”

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My Confusion

So, for a while now, I thought that this was one of my stories in the set of "Awaken", but I was wrong.

It had the age gap that most of those stories had. Granted, the 'boy' here is like 20, but still a 10-year gap easy. It also had an element of sleeping that most of the stories have also.

So why isn't it in the set with the others? It's too short? Maybe. I may now include it, but I will have to check up on this collection first. See how long each story is. See what elements I want all, if not most, of them to have. And of course read them through looking for errors.

If it's possible to put "After Work" in the line up I might do that. I might even expand on it since I feel like it's on the short side. I just read it over and it reminded me that I had it mentally slated for more work. :) 


Nov 14, 2016

Just A Few Things

There seems to be a list this time around.

1. Firstly, I want it known that my stories are fantasies. I will never expect or condone or wish for some of these ... stories to be played out in real life. The reason I'm bringing this up is because I just watched a documentary and it made me wonder about actual sexual victims. No one, never mind a child, should be in a sexual relationship they don't want to be or should not be in to begin with.

I expect most of my readers to be able to know the difference between fantasy and reality, but for those of you who are seeing grey, let me spell it out for you. Children do not have sex. They should not be exposed to it before they are mentally and physically ready which is around 16-18 and for sure not talked into it by anyone, family or not, that should know better. Even if they come to you, you shut them down. It does not happen. They have the rest of their lives to have sex with someone that they care about. They do not need this in their heads when they have other things in their lives. Finding things out here and there on their own is fine. If they ask you about the birds and bees fine. If they ask how a baby is mind fine. Be proud that they asked you for such information. Do it above board. This is not when you demonstrate petting.

Children are off limits. That is why we have fantasies. Think whatever you want. Read whatever you want. But you don't physically go there. You keep the line. Stay away from the movies and photos. If you watch them, you are as bad as the ones that put them in that situation. They do not have the mental ability to cope with many things, not to mention this, properly. Some adults can't.

2. This is related to the above in the other direction. I was checking my friends website that I seem to manage. I saw that one of her visitors came from here. Yea! Great. So I checked it out and then check out other things and saw that some of my tumblr very short stories, were missing some tags, but one in particular. Incest. BTW, if they are both adults and freely consent to being part of this, I have no issues and neither should the law. Anyway, I started to label them as such, then I realized that I gave all my tumblr things the same set of tags and I started to wonder if I should change all of them, or leave them as. But I realized that would make it look like I don't have somethings or when a search is done, they won't see all. So in the next few days I will be fixing those tags and changing the date slightly, so they won't be stuck to each other. I'm seeing them stuck together and it's bugging me. I posted a bunch around the same time and they seem to now share this time group thing. :shrug:

3. The relations continue. When I was looking over the tumblr posts I realize that I haven't posted any of the new ones. Granted the first set has a link to the page on my tumblr that is being updated with links to the new ones, but unless you know, you would just think that I don't have any more. So be on the look out for new tumblr blip stories. I won't post all since some are too short to bother posting them here. But off the top of my head, I can think of two that will be copied here.

4. ... Actually, I think I'll end it here. I'll post the rest in a different post or two. Since this one seemed to have things connected in it and I feel like leaving it at that.