Latisha

Latisha

The Song of Farwalker and Deadgirl

Like a few of my other stories, this one clawed and scratched at the inside of my skull, getting in the way of other stories until I acquiesced to let it out. I’ve configured it as a Weird Pulp style for brevity’s sake. There is no graphic sex here. It just wouldn’t fit. Special thanks to Sbrooks for the editing and Crkcppr for Beta reading it for me. Any remaining errors are entirely mine -- probably added after their assistance. The Song of Farwalker and Deadgirl: The Long Night of the...

More

“More,” she said with a smile. Her husband continued pouring cream into her coffee. “More,” she said again, not even noticing the strange look that he shot her. “Say when,” he said. “Please,” she replied instead. “More...” “More,” she grunted. “Please. Please ... I need more.” Her husband tilted his head to the side. “You mean ... harder?” “Yesss,” she moaned. “Harder. Faster. More.” “Okay,” he replied, and resumed thrusting, as hard as he could. The next morning, Gia was all...

The Satyr

© 2001. All rights reserved. It is cool in the glade of the forest where Irish lies bathing. The heat of the midday Mediterranean sun has receded, and the warm evening glow shines on the waters of the pond, and on the sleek damp skin of Irish. She shivers at the breeze. Goosebumps on flesh. She feels safe here. The small villa, her husband's by right, but which she has made her home, stands across the water. Cocooned in the forest greenery, she can't imagine how life could be...

Living Doll

It all started out just as a bit of crazy fun, a one-night thing, but we both got so excited that we carried on. I had been going out with Frank for a month and we had just started having sex when he invited me to stay for the weekend. Of course I said yes straight away, two days and nights of rampant sex was something to look forward to. We had dined out and returned to his flat for a nightcap and then it was off to bed. In the corner besides his wardrobes was one of those blow up...

Grieving Widow

Even after three months, it didn't even let up. The scene was almost always the same: late into the night, Tammy, my 23 year old daughter, would break down into uncontrollable sobs and litanies of regret and self pity. Her husband of less than one year, Michael, was killed in an automobile accident by a drunk driver. There was nothing her mother and I could do but comfort her in her hour of need. We took turns, Mary and I. Some nights she would spend with Tammy, neither of us leaving her...

Pussy for Rent

PATRICK – by Ric I'm rich, tall and slim, damn good looking. Oh, you say tha I shouldn't call myself good looking, it sounds so egotistical? Well, fuck you. I can see myself in the mirror, and I've never had to ask twice to get into some female's panties. And by the time I get to those panties, they're always soaking wet. So what should I call myself, ugly? Forgive me for being so snappy, but my looks are relevant to this story. Not particularly relevant, but just part of my background,...

The Monument

I had to torture her, you know. How else could I have won her trust? Yes, I also raped her. We don't call it rape, though. Rape is sex with a woman against her will. A captive enemy commander doesn't have a will. All she has is information, and a body that can be used to get it. Or at least for trying. And for boosting the morale of the population, when they get to see a high-ranking enemy executed. With a good-looking enemy like her, they'd expect a spectacular show. I had to make sure that...

Anthony Brown Sweet Smelling Stud

After a year of hard work my project was finally finished. It was time for a vacation. Fortunately, the school year was ending and my wife Brenda would be rapping up her teaching duties in the next day or two. She had let me know a month earlier that she was ready for a little time off. I made arrangements for two nights at a hotel in a nearby large city. I figured we would site see during the day and check out the night life at night. I told Brenda about my plans and she was thrilled. Three...

A Weekend by Design

Chapter 1 Abigail Pinot-Detrick stood at the kitchen sink washing some dishes while gazing out a near-by window. It was dusk, the rain was falling and she looked below at the reflection of the kitchen light in the puddles on the concrete driveway. It was Friday and the week felt twice as long as it had been. Although a stay-at-home mom, she was also a freelance Interior Designer. With appointments every night this past week she had only seen her husband during the kid's bath-time. He had to...

Roomies Babysitting

Kim McCall bounded up the steps to the small brick house set back from the street. She rapped briskly on the door while checking her watch. Good, she was five minutes early. The black haired 20 year old Canadian girl bounced several times up and down on her toes, less from impatience than from her pent-up energy. The door opened and Kim nearly laughed as the dignified older man standing in the doorway blinked at her several times rather blankly before asking "Can I help you?" "Hi, Doctor...

Spirit of James

Thanks to Jim for editing! I first met James at a Christmas party my parents were throwing. He was the contractor they had hired to put together the new house they were building as an anniversary gift to each other. It would be a lot bigger than the two-storied, three-bedroom house I'd grown up in, which meant that there would be plenty of room for either me or my sister if we needed it, which wasn't something I was about to complain about, considering that at twenty-four, I was about to run...

Chandras Dates

Chandra and I work for the same company and the company has a policy that says married couples can't work in the same area of the company if one of the partners reports to the other. Unfortunately Chandra works for me and it put us into a predicament. We only have three secretaries in the office and all the rest of the jobs at my division are high tech jobs and have to be filled by highly trained and experienced technicians. If it comes out that Chandra and I are married I would have to let...

The Movie is On

It was a Friday night and you were home again while mom and dad where out at a hotel party and they wouldn't be home till late. You were channel surfing, when your phone rings... you look over at the caller id and it was Ashley the girl from across the street... what does she want? (You knew she had a crush on you but she was only 18 now and your 23) Hello? Hey is Brian home? This is! Oh it's Ashley, I was wondering if you weren't doing anything if you wanted to come over and watch a...

Flight To Pleasure

Chapter 1 As I boarded the 'Trans-World' evening flight for San Francisco, I remembered back to the time when I used to work as a flight attendant for 'Trans-World', before I took up writing full time. I wondered if I would see any of the old crew I knew... I kind of missed the action, but did okay in my new field of endeavour, it's surprising how some people are fascinated by writers of erotic fiction. As I made my way to my window seat I saw two lovely young women, sitting together...

Haircut The Driving Test

After I posted 'Hair Cut' I had numerous mails asking me if my ex wife did anything more with her brother or other guys for that matter. Well to be honest I don't know but that doesn't stop me speculating. I had been driving my boyfriend John's car now for some months and it was time that I took my test. All of John's family had past first up and there was a lot of pressure for me to do the same. Other than my good driving skills I had one or two other assets that I had planned to bring...

Annas Humiliation Continues

People looking at Anna and Mark Menendez nowadays see them as a successful couple; both in their relationship and business life. Married for ten years they have managed to grow ever closer in that time. To Mark, Anna is more beautiful at forty than she was at twenty when they married. Despite the years her figure is as firm as in her youth. Her red hair had no hint of grey, and her eyes still sparkle with mirth and innocence. Mark, her husband is more distinguished over the...

What He Wanted

"Was it what he wanted?" I ask myself as I sit here with my laptop and hot cup of French Vanilla coffee. I know, all you 'real' coffee drinkers are thinking, "French Vanilla? Come on! Drink some real coffee." To you I say, "No! I won't. End of discussion." Now where was I? Oh yes, was it what he wanted? Yes I'm sure it was. It wasn't an easy decision to make but I knew, despite it hurting so badly to do so that it was for the best. What am I talking about? Well let me begin at the...

The Hidden Chamber

He had arrived at the resort apartment, the stress of his work routine far behind him. The relaxation had immediately stirred his sexual feelings and he had fantasised about every air hostess and smartly dressed female airport worker as they had strutted primly about their duty; the clack of the one woman's spikey heels on the marble floor; her tight fitting skirt and blouse accentuating her blissful authoritative form, the woman in her 40s gave him a sweet smile as she passed – he thought of...

Instructional Video

Aaron coughed nervously as he watched the label bearing the phrase "Workout Tape" slowly vanish into the VCR. As the little door closed, he sat back onto the floor, pants around his knees, and an erection in his briefs. Without access to the Internet, and too shy to actually purchase or rent a porno, he had been reduced to shameful masturbation over Sears catalogues and aerobics shows. The eighteen-year-old waited with an anticipatory hard-on as the VCR whirred and "PLAY" appeared in...

A Rock and a Hard Place

I now know what it feels like to be between a rock and a hard place and I'm here to tell you that it's not a good place to be. I'm married to a woman that I love so much that I can't bear the thought of living without her, but what she is doing is hurting me so bad that I can't bear to think about it. Jan and I have been together eighteen years now. When we met in college she was a nineteen year old sophomore and I was twenty-three and in the second year of my Masters program. She was a...

Anything

"Oh, Honey. Not tonight, please. I have a splitting headache and have to get up early in the morning for a meeting." How many times had I heard that story? Way too many fucking times, I can tell you. It always pissed me off to be the one who was expected to yield, but this time it went way beyond pissed off. I felt a rage growing in my gut that was not going to be possible to contain before somebody was hurt--badly. I'm not a violent man, but enough is sometimes just too fucking much. This...

Look

Her attention was focused entirely on the mirror mounted in front of her. All she could see was herself, her face, eyes with a look of distracted concentration, and a blue that she had not seen in a while. Mouth slightly parted, she could just make out the hint of pink from the tip of her tongue. Her nose was slightly crooked at the tip, not quite perfectly symmetrical. Her light brown hair was pulled tight to her head in a long braid. Although she could not see it, she could definitely feel...

Bountyville

Standing behind her lectern at Featherview University, Dr. Bella Ramble was nothing if not impressive. Her eyes were dark violet--nearly black--and they perfectly complimented her shoulder-length black hair and bangs. Over six feet tall in the spike-heeled pumps she favored, she seldom smiled, but she knew she had the face of an angel, and the figure of a goddess. That bothered her in younger days--since she generally despised men-- but since then, she had learned how to use her beauty as a...

Sis Sets It Up

Chapter 1 I lost my virginity because of my sister. That is absolutely true but it needs some explanation. I'm Amy Howell, I'm fourteen, and my sister, Liz, is eighteen. This all happened one night when my parents were away overnight and my sister was staying home to 'sister-sit' as my parents called it. We'd finished dinner and were just sitting at the kitchen table when Liz asked me, "Do you have a boyfriend these days, Amy?" "Nah, so many guys at school just aren't interested,...

Lori Goes Diving

The following is a true story. First some background information about us. My wife Lori and I have been married for 7 years. She is a sexy 40 year old, Icy blue eyed blonde with a great body; 5" 6" tall, Size 12 with nice 36 C breast and an ass to die for. We're not the Ken and Barbie type but we are both very attractive. Lori has had a few affairs with men over the years so last summer I decided I might as well have fun too so we now have an open marriage. I met this young woman Elaine last...

Aunt Maggie

I doubt that most men start out their marriage wondering what it would be like to see their wives making love with other men. Most come to the realization that it would be great to observe her only after events and circumstances bring them to that point. I am an exception. I knew that I wanted to watch my wife with others even before I met her. The story I'm going to relate will be considered somewhat sick buy some, but real life has never been accused of being pretty and I learned a long time...

Danny Thomas Founder

It’d been years since they ended: “Why, Donald?” “Ann.” His tone slightly sliced with threat. “Is there someone else?” “Christ.” He started to rise then fell back into the chair. There never had been someone else and there never would be. He’d loved one woman and would love her until he went “into the dust that was always the end.” “It’s the sex, isn’t it?” A slight streak thru her tone. Don came back, right over the top: “What sex?” “You knew the rules, Donald. My father forbids...

At College With Suzy

I was nervous as I looked at the board telling us who was roomed with who, it was our first day at college and we were all looking forward to the life of a student. I'd never been away from home before except on holiday or at boarding school, so it was with some trepidation that I followed the signs to room E2, the one I'd been allocated along with someone called Suzy Nicholls. I followed a lovely blonde girl upstairs trying not to look at her sexy little backside swaying beneath the tight,...

Roughneck Riana

Johnny wanted a summer job to make some money for college in the fall. He wanted to stay in good physical shape for sports so none of the indoor jobs available would help that at all. He felt lucky to get some work as a gopher for a home construction company. That meant that he would just do everything necessary to keep the skilled workers as productive as they could be. It sure wouldn’t be boring because he might be helping electrician for a while, then a carpenter, then going out to get...

Wrong Place Wrong Time

The following story takes place on the night of July 23rd, 2011 in Manhattan, NYC... Rachel Bilson was sitting in her Manhattan apartment around 11:00pm on a hot summer night. The sound of the faulty window air conditioning unit and the television playing a re-run of 'Law & Order' filled the room. She had kept the apartment for seven years, ensuring a place of her own whenever she was in New York. It was rare that she would be in the city during the summer since she enjoyed her time in...

It Started in an Adult Theater

When I was married in 1985, I used to enjoy occasionally going out at night by myself and frequenting my favorite adult theater. I would always watch a couple hours of porn and then jack-off in the restroom before returning home. It used to be that guys in the audience were discrete in the theaters; nobody ever exposed themselves. However, it had been a year since my last visit and I guess that in that time, things had changed drastically. When I went into the theater this time, the attendant...

Ravaged At The Creek

Cathy, this story is for you... and I hope you can sit comfortably now! It was the middle of the morning, a beautiful early fall day. You cold not guess it was early fall except for a few leaves just starting to turn, the day reflected the summer season they had just experienced. Hot, no wind, a day to seek sun or a cool swimming hole. He saw a movement in the edge of his field of vision, slowly; Jed swung the big spotting scope to his right. "Whoa, look at that little sweetheart," he...

Georges First Feel

George was quietly eating his lunch with Sarah in the cafeteria when the girl called Laura suddenly walked into the room. George might've just glanced at her once to check her out, but there was something about her white sweater that wouldn't let him take his eyes off her, and it took him just a split second to figure it out. George gasped. Hidden underneath that white sweater was an absolute crapload of tit! Laura's sweater surged outward, the curves that shown highlighting the sheer size...

Party of Five Book II

Foreword from the author This is Book II in the "Party of Five" series of novellas. That means, there's definitelt at least one more book out there that needs some love as well. Plus, it's really good to learn a bit more about the main characters and read their story, their first adventure together. Not that you really have to, me thinks, but I hope you'll like it. It's also good for the soul. In book II, there might not be so many funny moments (the definition of funny is always up...

Soup of the Day 365

John Allen Lucy Allen Seabolt / Martin and /Rita Jerome Morris the director of vocational education for the Cleveland school system Bobbi James the radio personality Amos Hardee deputy sheriff Lori Moore deputy sheriff Marcus hostage taker Sara Thomas newspaper writer Everett Martin the current leader of the Cleveland meetings of Freebird. Mark and Happy Jones swingers. Jethro Morris murder victim. James Western the second murder victim. Sarah the cousin who sold him his land. Detective 2nd...

Helping Her Husband

Olivia, or Ollie, sensed that her husband was horny the way he acted during dinner. He’d actually cupped a bun while she was fixing it. While not thrilling, it was better than the usual tiny kiss she dutifully got as he arrived home from work. Mort was five years older and a good, dependable breadwinner with a very secure future. That’s what made her agree to marry him, having spent too much of her childhood trailing around with a rather irresponsible single mom and two other siblings whose...

Emilys Xmas Milk

Chapter 1: 2:00 p.m Friday, December 18th 2009 "You're staring at me again." But there's no real complaint in my sister's voice as she utters the words. In fact, her eyes show a mischievous delight. "So do you want me to go?" I challenge as I take a few shuffling steps back towards the open den door. I'd just finished my last day of high school before the start of the Christmas holidays but I hadn't hung around long at the class party. I hadn't wanted to be late. Emily quickly nods...

Journeying to a Far Country

Chapter 1 Jessica sat at the bistro window and sipped her coffee. Outside, the street was almost deserted and the road gutters were running like little rivers as the drizzling rain gusted against the wooden screen guarding the Herbertstrasse. It was so different from the last time. 'God!', she thought, "that was only two weeks ago.' Her brow furrowed as she recalled the event from that holiday week-end that had brought her back here. She pushed a strand of her blonde hair from her face...

Hot Tub Birthday Blast

This event happened a few weeks before my birthday in February. My wife and I, along with 2 other couples went out to dinner. I'm 5'8" tall, work out regularly and am in pretty good shape. My wife Pam, a personal trainer, is in excellent physical shape. Her flat muscled abdomen is especially attractive. She has a flower tattoo around her belly button and often wears crop top shirts to show it off. The other couples with us were Mike and Cathy, and Dave and Julie. Cathy is tall, blond, and...

The Walk Home

The day was far from usual for various reasons. The weather, for one, was sunny and warm and looked like staying that way. Another was that I was walking rather than driving, an event that doesn't happen anywhere near often enough. The best reason was that I'd just signed a deal that had earned me more than all of last year's deals combined. Why was I walking? The weather was part of the reason but it was mainly because Steve Maclaine, the man whose great decision it was to offer me the...

Hello New Orleans

(So Adios to Amarillo, ) What a long day. From utter despair of having to go back to my parents to relief when my sister and her boyfriend 'rescued' me and even found me a new place to live. Michelle -- No, she asked me to call her Mickey now -- and I had always been close. We would comfort each other when our father would discipline one of us, if you can call a whipping until your butt was covered in bleeding welts discipline. She was also the one who explained what was really...

A Daughters Dream

Tonya was sitting at the dining table with books and notebooks spread out in front of her, studying. Her last exams for the year were coming up the next day, and she was pouring over every subject, determined to do well so she could get into her first choice college. She had a pair of earbuds in, listening to music as she worked. She was wearing a cropped, spaghetti strap tank top without a bra, and the shape of her nipples was clearly defined in the thin, grey material. Her long, dark brown...

Nighttime Lover

Steve crept into the darkened bedroom were his mother slept. His entire body shook with nervousness. He barely managed to close the door without rattling the knob. Steve closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. He needed to be calm if he was going to pull this off. Steve tiptoed over to the queen-sized bed his parents shared. Steve's father wasn't there. He was working the night shift at the factory and wouldn't be home for four more hours. Steve's mother, Cindy was sleeping with her...

Getting Along With Sis

"Gary." my mother's voice drifted up the stairs. "Coming mum." I yelled back after groaning to myself. Putting down my latest copy of Playboy and stuffing my erect tool back into my trousers, I got off the bed and headed for the bedroom door wondering what mum wanted now. A few minutes later I found out what it was. "Gary," mum said as I entered the kitchen "your father and I have to go away for a week, Sandra will take care of you while we are away and I want no arguments from...

Sledding Or Going Down Together

The snow had stuck around, and it was Saturday, so I was thinking about sledding. I figured a bunch of our friends would be thinking like me, heading out to the Hill in the nearby park. I called up Veronica, my girlfriend, thinking she'd be thinking the same thing, too. "Sorry, baby. It sounds like so much fun. I miss you so much. But we're going over to my aunt and uncle's for lunch, and staying for dinner. But you should go sledding and have fun. But not too much fun! Because, I keep...

Nightfury Inc

I entered the fleet marines when I was seventeen. The first three years were in a combat line unit. After that I went into special operations and stayed for seventeen years. I spent another ten doing special operation planning as a sergeant major. I retired from fleet after thirty years and joined the constables. Five years on special violent response teams and another five as a lieutenant with several teams. Fifteen more as a captain and then as a district commander running organized crime...

Voortrekkers

While Bob was away getting the rental truck, I packed the few things we had needed over the night and morning. It was a whole morning's work to load the truck after he got back. We went up to check the apartment one last time. We didn't want to leave anything behind, and we wanted it nice and neat for the landlord's inspection. We needed to get our whole deposit back. The living room was clean, and our stuff was gone or packed in the two bags that would ride in the front with us. "Goodbye,...

Summer Sunshine

Clara My mind wandered as I looked into the eyes of the attractive, exotic young man above me. It was a strange time to be thinking about other things. His tanned skin and exotic eyes alone should have been enough to keep my interest, but it somehow wasn't the case. As his sweat dripped down onto me and my body finally began to respond, I was imagining another face. I stifled a laugh and Stephen thought that it had something to do with what we were doing. Alone in my own little world, I...

Huge 4 Chris and the Cheerleaders

Heather must have looked at her watch a hundred times that day. She couldn't keep her mind on her work. She hadn't been this distracted since... well, she was too distracted to think about it. She looked at her watch for the hundred and first time. What was her son, Chris, doing right now? Let's see, he would be leaving his last class and going to basketball practice. He'd be putting on those shorts that showed his long, thickly muscled legs. He'd be wearing a tank top that revealed the...

Shaving Daddy

Lisa was making supper when her daddy came home from work. He was grouchy tonight. He banged through the front door, answered her "Hi Daddy" with a growl and disappeared into his bedroom. Lisa shook her sixteen year old head as she stirred the hamburger helper. She missed her mother at times like these. Valerie O'Conner had died of cancer two years ago, and Lisa and her father had carried on as best they could since then. But sometimes it was hard. On both of them. She finished up and set...

The Bitch Bites Back

Pamela stood huddled in the dark doorway, halfway down the back alley. It was cold and a light drizzle had settled in, the sheets of fine rain just discernible in the dull light of the single working lamp halfway down the alley. Pamela was in her mid forties and fighting a losing battle against the rising tide of age, her thighs and bottom were spreading, her tummy had started to sag and fine lines, not quite yet wrinkles, had recently appeared on her once pretty face. That being said she was...

Divine Disposal

He knew he was finished when the official State of Womanhood post arrived. It simply read "You have been found guilty of the grave crime of masturbation and have been selected for trial at which your guilt will be confirmed. You will prepare yourself for collection." The writing had been on the wall when he had been refused entry to the maternal sperm bank. The stern receptionist had smiled cruelly at him on his last visit. 'Your seed is no use anymore, we shall not see you again; the Chief...

Stalking the Dark

The fight for our system lasted two weeks before the Dark won. They had struck the command centers and the duke's manor and estate in the first hours. My father had been one of the duke's advisor and died with him. My mother and sibs died during the first waves of landings. I was or had been in advanced training to be a forester. Now if we ever broke free I would be the baron of the Allison range. Resistance had started even before the Dark landed and whole populations fled the cities. I had...

Willow Seduces Her Father

Goddammit! She was going to be late for school again! One would think she could set an alarm and get the hell out of bed when it went off but Willow would slap it off and roll over for another few more minutes sleep. He hurried down the hall to her bedroom and threw open the door then slammed to a halt, the shout of “Get up!” stuck in his throat. His daughter was lying on her back, uncovered by blankets, as nude as the day she came into this world. Her eyes were closed in sleep so she didn’t...

Ribs Crushed

[snippet of a long-distance conversation] F: Because of your teasing, I send you a hug that is so-o hard, that it hurts you a bit. M: A rib-crushing hug does sound nice. F: It wasn't meant to be nice! And just now I would like to do that to you in person--and even harder. Oh, your poor ribs... M: And then what would you do to me to make it up to me? F: Because I have been so bad to you--that I have broken your ribs--I have to do anything you wish to make it up to you... Master, I obey...

My Gigolo Ways

Copyright© 1992-2003 A wide-bottomed girl named Trasket Had a hole as big as a basket. A spot, as a bride, In it now, you could hide, And include with your luggage your mascot. Well, its a job. At first it was just the thrill of earning money while I had sex with some very attractive woman. Now the sex has turned to work and the money seems to disappear in only days. Yup, you guessed it, I was a male hooker, gigolo, whatever you wish to call me. I don't walk the streets waiting...

Dont Sit Under the Apple Tree

Wakey-wakey, today’s the day you die. The door of the Nissen hut banged open and a voice called, “Mission today.” I slid gingerly out of my cot and scuttled over to stoke the remains of last night’s fire. Once I got some heat going, I called across to my co-pilot Bobby, “Roll out, we’re on.” Bobby’s job was to rouse the rest, Eldon our, navigator and Whizzer Wiznooski our bombardier. The four of us lived in a gloomy, half-cylindrical corrugated-steel home, with two other 432nd crews. The...

Lost Her Pussy

Bangbus Refugee Clara, the older woman across the street, was not only using me as a sexual trainer for her female relatives, but also as her errand boy. One day, she sent me to a single family home where I was to purchase a specific cream. "I'll tell you all about its properties when you get back." The house was at the edge of town in a pretty seedy area, but not far from a small college annex. The woman who answered the door was Jamaican, with a gargantuan body under a flower print...

The Stupidest Incest Story Ever Written

Malcolm Rush couldn't believe his luck. 18 years old with a muscled, lean body, he was the stud who everyone wanted at his high school. Girls often told him that he looked just like a younger version of Brad Pitt, except maybe even more attractive. Despite that, he hadn't lost his virginity yet, or even had a girlfriend, and not for lack of girls having interest in him. The truth was, he only had eyes for one girl. And that girl was his older sister, Jessica. And right now, he was watching...

Resurrection

Carrie was 70 years old this month. She’d been married to Andy for 45 years. They hadn’t had sex for far too long. Physically, they both looked pretty darned good. He was active and kept his muscles while she was blessed with a good metabolism and genes and her big tits didn’t sag an unusual amount. Her hair was still noticeably red too. Thinking it might be her, she consulted with her gerontologist who prescribed a vaginal estrogen cream and a progesterone patch. Her pussy felt fine and she...

Sweet Revenge

Hello all. When I posted the grudge, I asked my readers if they would be interested in a revenge story with a similar theme. After receiving a favorable response to that question I decided to go ahead and write the one I had in the back of my mind. I would again like to thank my editor, Bachgen, for putting forth his time to help make this story a much better read. I hope you all enjoy Sweat Revenge. Sincerely, Double_entendre. William Randolph Sutton Junior was always considered a good boy by...

Misbehaving Husband Punished

Hello I am Mistress Betsy and just love embarrassing and punishing my husband because of his misbehaving behavior and tiny genitals. Please feel free to email me at [email protected] or Michael at [email protected] about his punishment and tiny genitals. We particularly love candid remarks from ladies. Part 1: Wife punishes husband for first time My Mistress/Wife, Betsy, has dominated me for our entire 32 year relationship. We have both been totally committed to each other...

Loves Eternal Circle

Copyright© 1996-2003 "There once was a lady named Carter, Fell in love with a virile young Tartar. She stripped off his pants, At his prick quickly glanced, And cried: 'For that I'll be a martyr!'" -author unknown "Love Eternal" Those were the words we spoke to each other on our wedding day. In fact, standing at the head of the church, we had almost a hundred witnesses to those phrases, including the priest who pronounced us married. I can still remember the echo from...

A Clean Well Lighted Place

“Rangers Lead the Way,” we won that motto on bloody Omaha Beach and it has applied to us ever since. I’d been with the Rakkasans prior to Ranger School. But, when I got out I was offered a post with the 75th Ranger Regiment, which putatively traces its lineage back to Rogers’ Rangers, of French and Indian fame. THEN, I spent an intense period of “quality” time in Paktia Province; working with the locals on both sides of the Afghan border. Pashtuns are a tough and merciless lot, which might...

The Empire Builder

“Listen you little shit. You need to get off your ass and do something.” Sergei Petrokof was not a man known for his patience, and once again, Robert Loftis, Jr. (little Bob) was the object of his ire. Sergei’s anger wasn’t due to Little Bob’s actions. Little Bob was just a surrogate for Jason Bishop, Bob’s brother-in-law; which really wasn’t fair. Since little Bob hated Bishop too. Bishop had jumped the almost two year surveillance leash that the Russians had on him, and Sergei rightly...

Mrs Marlow

I was raised in a family of seven, two brothers and four sisters and like millions of other fa- milies every brother has a favorite sister. Mine is my middle sister Robin and since way back, I always felt closer to her. Close to forty years later that bond is still there. When I was a teen age guy and had a few girls, Robin was the sister I would want to talk to about those things, like what to get her for her birthday and how to fix up a screw-up, most likely caused by me and my awk- ward...

Wouldnt You Really Rather Have

“Wouldn’t you really rather have a Buick?” The quote was from a commercial jingle. I was watching a YouTube video of old car commercials from the 1950s and ‘60s, and that line was sung by a woman hawking Buicks. Those were the days when American cars ruled the roads and foreign cars, like Toyotas and Datsuns, were considered junk. The only foreign car worth a damn was the VW Bug and even that catered to a narrow demographic – the weirdo who gave a shit about gas mileage. At 27 cents a gallon...

Race Condition

Copyright© 2004 by Kien Reti "A personal computer? A home computer? What kind of an asshole do you take me for?" The regional sales manager guffawed in Theron's face. Positron Semiconductor was too busy cranking out millions of CPU chips every month to bother with a screwball like him. It was a damn shame. This was the outfit that Theron had counted on to supply him with technical support and, hopefully, enough venture capital to survive until orders started rolling in. It was the...

I Is for Initiation

George stared blankly ahead into the DVD / Video tape aisle displaying and offering scenes beyond his wildest experience but not far from his dearest dreams. George was the assistant manager at Adult Video Warehouse in Ottawa. He sold a lot of exciting material for various vicarious kinky clientele. But his job, his dragging time behind the counter and his life in general was anything but exciting. That is, until today. At 3:45 p.m. on this warm September day, four girls waltzed into the...

An Xmas Tale

Copyright© 2003 Kenny N Gamera Kristen knelt in complete silence along the wall with several other slaves. She had been nervous coming to the event, the first she had attended with Master. An annual holiday affair, he had told her, just a get together of some old friends and their slaves. She had grown even more nervous after their arrival, finding herself amoung the cream of society. The Masters and Mistresses freely wandered the room, followed by slaves holding trays of snacks or beverages....

It Likes Me

Peter loved the assignments to study the effects of climate change on marine life in the tropical Pacific islands. The lack of clothing on the small islands that he was most interested in made the scenery even more attractive. When young, the women were quite nubile but would morph into stouter matronly bodies with age and childbearing. There was a place on the western side of the island where he could sit under a small cluster of palms and look out over the ocean to watch sunsets. It was a...

A Study in Scarlett

- Yesterday - Rich California countryside raced by the large glass window as the Southern Pacific's Coastline Express headed towards Los Angeles. The young, beautiful twenty-year-old in the window seat tried to lose herself in the ever changing tapestry, but try as she could, the redhead couldn't shut out the droning voice of the woman sitting next to her. For the tenth time in the last hour since she'd boarded the train at San Jose, the blue-dressed girl regretted taking this seat. She...

How I Met Abby My Nude Model

I often arrive at my life class quite early. By doing this it is possible to set up my easel and reserve one of my favourite positions in the studio by fastening my paper to the drawing board. Frequently there is till time to go next door into the cafeteria to buy a coffee and perhaps chat with some of the other students. On the day in question, I was alone and just sitting down to drink my coffee when the door into the cafeteria opened. At first I could see no one; then the head of a young...

The Judge

I decided to review the tomorrow cases at home. I was tired from the morning audiences and the lunch was short and unsatisfactory. I glanced at the wall clock in my studio at home. Four pm. Plenty of time to review the six simple cases I had to deal with tomorrow. A glass of iced tea and I was ready. Settling back in my comfortable arm-chair I donned my reading glasses and picked the first folder. I started by the short summary carefully formatted in a way to help me picking the essentials,...

The Bells Toll for Mary

"You are NOT my mother!" Samantha closed her eyes for a moment, shutting out the image of the rebellious teen. She had been expecting, and yes dreading, that comment. As sure as water flowed downhill, at some point that fact was going to get thrown in her face. She had even told Mark she was ready for it, had her reaction all planned out. She hadn't expected it so soon, though. The sound of stomping feet came to her ears. With a sigh, Samantha opened her eyes to see the thirteen year old...

The Chat Programme

Mike flipped through the profiles he had been exploring these dating organizations and chat areas for some considerable time and had no success. He opened his own profile it contained his interests and desires, it was the sort that he hoped intelligent women would find worthy enough to start communicating and create a conversation, but to no avail. He had given the boot to a couple of areas that claimed to be real persons but he was sure were fake, created profiles with the aim to incite men to...

Blue Moon

Ever since I was a young teen-age kid, I had dreamed of going on a long cross-country drive. Kids and their dreams I suppose. And though I'd imagined doing it, even planned it at one stage, time and money had prevented me from ever doing so. Until now. Now, here I was, divorced two years, still in my early thirties, and made a fairly decent living with plenty of money. Enough so at least to have finally completed a project I'd been working on for the past two years after my divorce. I had...

Son of a Tree Hugger

The plague hit Addison and almost overnight half the human population died. Those called tree huggers seemed safe and were barely affected. A week and they determined the plague had come from the damn Squirrel Rats that had infested both the northern and southern colonies. Settlement was safe and so was Sextus. Now there were major efforts to keep the rodent populations down. I was born sixteen years before to a large tree hugger family. We had come in to help those still alive in the southern...

Double the Pleasure

Anna was what you might call a fun fiery looking redhead. She wore it short, spiked and wild, just the way she looked. Her breasts were full and depending on the situation, she usually enjoyed showing a bit of cleavage whenever she went out. It was Friday. And like most Fridays, she and a co-worker, Mattie, had stopped by a local pub after work for a few drinks before heading home. Being that it was a Friday, it seemed like everyone else had the same idea as well. And though it was still...

Dont Get Mad Get Even

Sharon unlocked the door and entered Helen's house. Helen, a 29 year old divorcee, was her next door neighbor and best friend. Sharon had promised to tend to her cat while she was out of town. Sharon went in, found the cat food, and put down fresh food and water, but didn't see the cat anywhere. "Oh well," she thought, "she'll come out of hiding when she's hungry." Since her husband was also out of town, Sharon decided to borrow a video from Helen's collection of tapes. John, had left...

My Wifes Lover the African Lion

Walking home from a neighborhood tavern after too many drinks, and too late at night I became aware of myself lying on the ground as a large, young black man hit me in the face yelling, "Where's the money?" I tried to push him away, so I could get to the pepper foam I carry in my front pocket. He was immovable, and hit me harder, yelling again, "Where's the money?" and feeling my pockets for a wallet. Before he could tear my wallet out of my pants a larger black man appeared. He...

Alex

I was sick with anxiety over this phone call but I knew more than anything that I had to call him. I'd had this phone with a local number for my new city, actually my old hometown, for over a month now. I'd looked up the number of our old neighbor and added it to my contacts the very day I got this phone, swearing to myself that I'd call and let him know I moved back to town. I'd brought up the number countless times this week, and at least three times already on this Saturday morning, but...

A Story of Forbidden Desire

Kelly was fairly new to the neighborhood. She divorced her husband and moved across the country to be closer to her family. Working fulltime meant she had to juggle having a profession with raising a child, but Kelly didn't mind because her little girl meant everything to her. Relocating was scary at first, but Kelly got lucky by moving into a very friendly area of the city. The first family she met lived right next door. She instantly liked the older family and their teenager children,...

Turning Seventy

Why all that damn fuss about turning seventy? Everybody expects you to be happy and proud, and to throw a big party. I guess it's because they wouldn't place a bet on you reaching eighty. Not that I'd want to, you know. Getting old is much too lonely. Seen from outside I have no reason to complain. I've got friends, and my children visit me often. My days are filled with activities, so why am I whining? It's because of the long, lonely nights. Alfred, my dear husband, died ten years ago,...

28 What About the Fans

9:36 P.M., Thursday, November 12, 2015 PLUR-MAkKikM, just outside Honolulu, HI The treehouse was dark. Paula Akron blinked back a tear. “I’m going to miss you so much!” Paul Macon hugged the other child a little tighter. There had been a lot of tears lately, as they didn’t know how long they would be apart. They trusted Ted, sort of, and he assured them that he could get the system to work FOR them for a change. But that system, that’s what the children didn’t trust. If Ted hadn’t worked...

My First Cream Pie

The first time I had sex with a woman, and my first Cream Pie, (it happened just like this, as I remember every nasty exciting detail) I was to baby sit for a friend of my mom's. I was to watch her two children for the weekend while she went to Palm Springs. I went over after school so she could get out of town early. When I got to her house she was there, and she told me she made other plans, that her kid's were at her sister's for the weekend. She also told me since I was expecting the...

Pudgy Pollies Pussy

Pollie has been in my class at school ever since we were little and now we’re juniors. She’s about five foot four and always been on the heavy side. Not obese but more rounded than average. Some of the kids would refer to her as Pudgy Pollie when they were feeling mean. I’ve always treated her okay. One day she approached me and said she could really use some help with a school science project. I guess I’m what you call a nerd since I think science is terrific and do well in those subjects....

Horny Arab Chick

Nadia was a hottie, to use a western term. Her light brown skin radiated sexual energy, and her thoughts weren’t on copulations just completed but on the ones hopefully in the near, if not immediate, future. While she appeared to conform with hajib tradition, there was nothing underneath that would impede coupling with a chosen male as quickly and easily as possible. The recent availability of effective and long-term contraception had happily eliminated the awkwardness of previous ways of...

At the Beach

A Chastened, FL Tale My name is Willie, but everybody calls me Slim on account of how skinny I am. I’m a 34 year old Negro, gainfully employed in two occupations. One being song writer. Yes, I’m the guy wrote Come Back to Me, Baby and Hotter than Hot; and the other being Stage Manager at the Chastened Theatre Ensemble, here in downtown Chastened, Florida. I was born and raised here, never left but the one time to fly out to Los Angeles to collect my Grammy for wrote Come Back to Me, Baby and...

Not Quite Morning Yet

My hand is on your belly - feeling the slight move of it with the rhythms of your breathing -- the gentle sounds of the steady inhale and exhale of a woman at peace is so relaxing to my ear. The sun has not even awaken, but my eyes are open and peering into the darkness. I raise my head a little to see the cool digital light of the clock on your side of the bed - and it says 3:22am - it is still so early. I move my hands to your hip that holds the sheet as a canopy over your body and mine. I...

Trouble With Pills

Who the daft fuckers are that write so badly, beats me. I can’t resist meddling with their crap work. Here’s another Joan Cocteau, a housewife and mother who loved her family was a 36 year old mother of three and married to the same man for fifteen years. Her husband, Peter, was 43 years old with a minor erectile problem for which he had medication. Peter was a great husband, loving, kind and still had the body of a 25 year old. He was 6’1, muscular and had a big penis. He was a junior...

It Happened One Night

For October it was hot, not a July hot, but a warm, hot fall day, Darrell had been working since early morning clearing brush and repairing fence. Wiping his face he looked around and surveyed the piece of mother earth that he called his own. He had worked hard clearing the land, and building his cabin. Trying to make a home in the middle of nowhere had not been easy; it had required that he make many sacrifices. He had never had time for the fun side of life, never had time to enjoy all of the...

A Step Up

London, England. July 2008. "I'm glad you know this city," one shapely dark-haired girl said to the other as they danced. "I never would have found this place!" "Oh come on!" the other laughed. "It stands out!" "No, really, Bluntz," Anne Hathaway countered, "it doesn't. No sign, old furniture outside- if not for the line, I wouldn't have even known it was a club!" Emily Blunt smiled in agreement. For her and many other customers of Inside Out, that was part of the place's...

The Thai Place

In my search for a good oil massage I went to a Thai place that is 8 blocks away. The first time I went a young Thai lady was my massage therapist. This place had no walls between each room, just a cloth curtain hanging from the ceiling. She had me wear some tiny disposable shorts which wasn’t encouraging for some personal attention. After I changed, she came into the room and had me lay down and gave me first a dry towel rub but after about 10-minutes she started using the oil. She was very...

Snow White

Ever since she was a little girl she'd gone by the nickname of Snow. That wasn't her real name of course, her real name was Jessica. Jessica Whit. She'd been borne a blonde, but by the age of three, her blonde hair had literally turned bright white, and had remained so ever since. A rare genetic trait which she'd come to appreciate more and more the longer her hair grew. And with a last name of Whit, it soon followed that not only her parents, but soon all of her friends simply called her...

Barking Dog

Nothing is better then moving into a new place, especial if it is a new building and if it is your first real place. It doesn't matter if there isn't much furniture; it's your place!!! You will lay on the carpet and smell the new smell. When you have some spare money you will buy a picture, lamp, or whatnots for a table or shelf. This is your place and you fix it to suit yourself. As the days pass you see new people buying into the building. Their stuff passing by the window. You walk by...

Partners

Written for the 2002 Sapphic Erotica Festival "God, that feels good," Paulette Nichols thought to herself as she stepped under the shower and washed off the thin film of sweat that had covered her body during her just completed workout. The five-foot four brunette couldn't remember the last time she'd been so sore and tired after using the ambulance company's small gym. The reason for her fatigue though, was as near as the next stall. The long-haired blond a few feet away was half a foot...