Leela

Leela

Today

with Teresa Birdsong Sven walked carefully down the narrow cliff path. It steepened as it followed the curve of the bluff. As the trail swung round the point of the headland the view across the sands was finally exposed. As always he gasped at the suddenness of it all and then clutched at the short grass of the steep bank to balance himself. Chuckling inwardly he remembered being steadier in the past. But then the past was over thirty years ago and in those days he had been like a mountain...

Dead Fred

I parked my old Ford Ranger pick up truck in the North Carolina Baptist Hospital furthermost guest parking lot. From the seat I removed the cardboard coffee holder and the paper bag. I sat there parked between two work trucks to eat my animal fat on a biscuit. I also contemplated what had brought me to that place at that time. It was a chore I dreaded even though it marked the end of a twenty year wait. Nothing really concerned me about the visit except how I might react. I had some unfortunate...

Speak Softly While my Master Sleeps

Chapter 1 I've been reading a lot of mind control stories lately. My Master used to read them. I found hundreds saved on His computer. He had the Erotic Mind Control Story Archive bookmarked in His browser. I read them a lot now. I read His favorites over and over. A lot of His favorite stories have a common plot--a young man has some bizarre accident, wakes up in a hospital with strange mental powers and proceeds to make some pretty young nurse his fuck toy. There are quite a few of them,...

Nothing Different

The machined road stretched into the distance until disappearing at the bend. Jake's perspective reduced the post and wire fences on either verge, to a vanishing point, reflective of the last ten months of his life. It was as if he had vanished, faded from notice. Army life had taken his individuality from him until he became nothing more than a bit part in a greater machine. The hay fields were just turning brown. June was flitting away. What green was left, would soon be uniform yellow...

Paying the Price

Caroline Masterson was successful. Of that there can be little doubt but life had not always been easy for her. It had been hard to make her way to the top in a male dominated profession. But after years of hard work she was the company’s top negotiator. Caroline had all the trappings of success that might be expected of a lady in her position: Fine clothes, a nice apartment overlooking the marina, a top of the range jaguar car, in fact everything you could wish for. There was perhaps one...

First Chess Club

I was the best. Ever since I joined my freshman year I was the school's best. Three years as number one. This, my senior year, would make four. I had the top skills. I could always mate. Everyone knew it. By "everyone" I meant the five other guys who made up our high school chess club. By "mate" I meant checkmate in the game of chess. I never came close to real mating with a real girl though like any teen male I fantasized about it all the time. The best I could do in a relationship was...

Sue and the Fire House Dog

Sue Brown was a country girl at heart. She came from a small town and she was raised on a farm tending to the animals and learning about the birds and bee just from watching the domestic farm animals doing what came naturally. It was all a lot of fun with lots of laughter and crude comments from her older brothers and even her two uncles with their nasty jokes. They had a lot to say about how human females could learn a lot from the cows and bulls and the stallions and the mares out in the...

24 Sister

Sometimes life throws you what you want, be careful what you wish for. At my birthday party I blew out the candles and wished that, Liz my older sister would become my lover. I know incest is wrong but I have had a crush on Liz for several years. She is small, fair and has dark hair with a killer smile and a great little body that she hides. Sis is a few days shy of being two years older than me. So we have our birthday parties together. There has been a tension lately between Liz and me. I am...

Crooked Creek

Crooked Creek Bayou cut through the middle of our land. Sometimes lazy, sometimes brisk, it curved just down the road from our farmhouse. Shortly after turning eleven in July, dressed in denim overalls, blacktop tennis shoes and sporting a burr haircut, I scoured the creek-bank for a nice frog. I found a fat one, chased him through some bushes as he croaked, and snagged him. I climbed back to the road just in time to see a black Lincoln force the town Sheriff's police car from the pavement,...

Storage

It began about a year ago. Dina, one of the secretaries, kept giving me strange looks at work (I'm a computer tech named Devon, by the way... I work for a medium-size corporation). After a week or so of this she caught my eye and beckoned me to follow her into an unused storage closet. I closed the door and she was all over me, kissing and groping. I couldn't believe it -- a married woman! I didn't think about it for more than a moment, though, as I returned her passionate embrace. She...

On Learning to Fly

Zach Greene carried an obsession for flying from as far back as he could remember. His mom says that from the time he was five, he was forever spreading his arms and flying through the house, jumping on and off the furniture, careening from room to room, and making airplane noises until she wanted to strangle him. It all started when his dad took him to an air show where there were all kinds of aircraft on display. There were the newest and the oldest Air Force and Navy fighter aircraft,...

Playing Possum

Mark Harrison slammed the door of the car and trudged across the grass which spread across the wide front of his parent's house in suburban Trentham. It was a hot and sticky night, and he thought better of going inside just yet, choosing instead to sit himself down upon the red brick stairs which led up to the front door, snatching a leaf from the footpath and tossing it away petulantly. His date had been an utter disaster, and Mark's hopes of releasing his sexual frustrations loose at the...

Whitebread Plain

"Look, Jase, just because I love you doesn't mean I'm willing to do that with you," said Emma. "Can't we do something else?" "Like, what?" Jason said. "I dunno, like, talk, or something. How was your day?" "Boring. I couldn't want to see you. How was yours?" Emma sighed. " ... Boring. I couldn't wait to see you." A boy had made some quiet motions in her direction--a friend of a boyfriend of a friend, kind of boring. She'd been able to say, Sorry, I'm already seeing...

My Wife and the Gay Porn Star

Unknowingly my wife Toni who is fair skin and hot was fucking this gay porn guy Flex Gamble or Eric (6-2, 250lb, 8in) he is super buffed and big. He also performed in Black Gay Porn, usually as a being versatile. Toni and I have always had a great sex life, she was hot and physically sexy. She had a bushy pussy and pits too, which I loved and she knew it, Mmm. We had a friend in the building, an older white gay man, he was the one that connected Toni into fucking Eric and then bringing me into...

Going to Michigan

I just cannot take it anymore. I have spent a year talking to this woman over the internet, getting horny, and having to go jerk off. I am sick of it. There is only one option left for me. Fly to Michigan and fuck the breath out of this woman and then fly back home again. I don't care that I had to spend a few hundred on a plane ticket, or another hundred on a hotel room. I don't care that it's going to take 3 hours to fly each direction. I don't care, I have to do all the dirty things to...

Randy Had a Secret

Randy had a secret; a wonderful secret that she didn’t even share with her best friend. At the funeral for her grandmother in January, her smiling grandfather had given her a present and whispered that her Gram wanted her to have it, that is was one of her favorite things and that she should hide it. It felt like a flashlight wrapped in velvet and it was too big to fit in her purse so the girl held it under her coat until they got home and then hurried up to her room and unrolled it. It was,...

Curious

Some say that Curiosity killed the cat or in this case could it kill a marriage? As they sat eating dinner, she noticed that he was staring thoughtfully at her. She waited since she thought he was just gathering his thoughts before speaking. But he didn't speak. He just stared at her for a few more moments then resumed eating; chatting casually as though the moment never occurred. Dawn was puzzled just a bit because she had been so sure that Mike had something on his mind that he wanted to...

Nude Holly Day

After a signature and a handshake, I escorted my newest client to the door. It was easily the biggest account I'd ever landed. My team and I had a lot of work ahead of us to make sure they were happy. It was our first state-wide campaign, and a steal from a competitor. If we pulled it off, it could mean big things for the company. I turned around to see Holly holding up two slips of paper. "Two calls while you were in your meeting. I referred one of them down to Wes because it was social...

Beer Goggles

I don't suppose I was any different than thousands of other guys in the mid-sixties except for the fact that I was still somewhat 'socially retarded' when I got my discharge from the Army and went back home to Evansville to begin my adult life. The unusual part was that most of my peer group was either away at college or still in the service, save the few who were working construction on housing plats for the upwardly mobile WWII generation. So the people I ran around with, socially, were a...

Auction

"I said stand up straight, nigger." She wears a plain brown sleeveless burlap dress. It almost looks like a potato sack with holes cut out for the arms and head. She stands tall and dark, with full hips and chest, and a rounded face with a flat nose. Her curly black hair has been cut short, so the shape of her head stands out. She speaks no English. The dress scratches and chafes, so she tries not to move. "I said stand up straight, nigger." He puts one hand on her back, and another...

A Blood Moon All Hallows Eve

It was 3 weeks before All Hallows Eve and things just feel different this year. I can't figure out why. My cats are sleeping 23 of 24 hours a day. The remaining hour they want fed. Of course that is only interrupted by a trip to the litter box and a minute or two of actually showing a little gratitude to me. That is as long as I clean the litter box and have their food ready in their dish when they want it. The people I work with seem normal enough and our workplace sexual encounters haven't...

One Year at a Time

Everybody stared at the two gorgeous blonde women strolling casually along the beach. Not because they were holding hands. It's not that unusual for women to hold hands when they're walking together, especially when they're friends, or -- like these two -- sisters. Not because they were beautiful. Though they were beautiful -- both in their early twenties, skin so tight and smooth, taught bellies, breasts high and firm, with just a hint of a jiggle as they walked. Not even because they were...

Wallflower

Jane Smith finished filing the last of that day's work, and neatly stacked the leftover documents in her In box for when she returned to work on Monday. She was particular about leaving work with a clean desk, a trait that extended to her private life as well. She lived by the motto, "a place for everything, and everything in its place." Her little house was neat as a pin, without a bit of clutter anywhere. Nothing was out of place, and you eat off the floor in her kitchen; that's how...

My Sea Nymph

© 2002 I had bought a small cottage that overlooked the cove, waves pounded the beach, while gulls screamed in pleasure as they dipped and wheeled across the sky. The cottage was reached by driving 2 miles down a deep rutted, rough track; it snuggled into the side of a hill, protected from prying eyes by a small wood of tall oak, beach and sycamore. When I first saw the cottage it seemed to call to me and within a month I had moved in. The nearest village was 5 miles away, the nearest...

Nice Day for a White Wedding

What can I say? I was blindsided. My wife Maggie had just laid a big bombshell on me ... make that two big bombshells on me. "Mac, we need to talk." She said as I came in from work. She was still dressed in her business suit from where she worked as an accountant. I was dressed in my coveralls from where I worked, overseeing my chocolate business. I'm Angus 'Mac' MacDougall, and my wife is Margaret Sullivan-MacDougall. Yes, she hyphenates her last name. Pretty pretentious, if you ask me....

13 Cherries

10:18 P.M., Monday, June 15, 2015 Honolulu, HI As they had Friday, the two children met in secret beneath a banyan tree. Stars were visible, and the first sliver of the waxing moon was occasionally obscured by clouds, but the air was warm and the two nine-year-olds were lightly dressed in dark colors, hoping to remain unnoticed. After a tight hug and a quick kiss on the lips the boy and girl made their way towards the center of the multiple trunks of the tree. “I got your message,” Paula...

Friendly Wendy

If I’ve learned one thing, just one thing, in life it’s be kind to people when you’re on your way up because you never know if you might meet them again when you’re on your way back down! It’s a philosophy that has always stayed with me and I’ve applied in whatever walk of life or job I have been in and it has served me very well. Not for nothing am I known by many who I have met on life’s journey as ‘Friendly Wendy’. Indeed a lot of them will also remember me affectionately as ‘Bendy Wendy’....

Mindcontrol Panties 08 Hot Naughty Bitch

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! The figure entered a store it had never been in. Or, to say, it was the type of store it had never ventured into before. It wasn’t the sort of place that young girls shopped at. Nor was it even a place that people typically went to to find clothing. It was a gaming store. The place tingled its senses. The air hummed with probability, chance, and wagers. The possibility sent a rush through its veins. If it hadn’t found this new high of mind control,...

The Phone Call

Day 1, Early: I'm sure that everyone has received that phone call in the dead of night that has kept them awake for the rest of the night. Well, I received mine the other night. But instead of some drunk or family member calling about a death, it was from my best friend Bill Paxton. Bill and I grew up together and were the very best of friends. I think we met when we were two, but that was a long time ago, so I'm not sure if my memory is perfect. That call the other night was weird and yet...

Overboard

The party barge pontoon boat was pretty close to overloaded when it passed me. It was tossing a large roostertail of foam from an overworked and improperly adjusted outboard motor, and it was loaded with what appeared to be a mixed crowd of college-age students, the male contingent clad in trunks, the female counterpart in bikinis, most of them waving beers as they passed. I don't know where they got the power for it, but a rock-crushing level of hip-hop music blared over the straining...

Santa Scape

The woman bit her lip, staring at the red phone on her husband’s desk. It hadn’t been that long, but he should have at least called. She pushed her gray hair away from her ear and picked up the receiver. It clicked and dialed the only number it was programmed to call. “Hello, SC Ops, what’s wrong, ma’am?” The grey-haired woman released her lip and said, “Reganald, I wasn’t going to call, but it’s been a day, the whole time with no communication at all. I am starting to get worried—” “Wait,...

Ambition

© Copyright 2002 A Power Broker Story Previous stories in the POWER BROKER Series are: A Crude Business The Ambassador's wife Vengeance Prologue: Autumn 1987 - England Smoke drifted lazily into the air from the end of Gerald Knebworthy's huge Cigar. Before him, a select group of his brightest students, all mellowed by several glasses of good brandy, eager to share with him the conclusions of their private project. It had started as a post-grad joke, three years ago- "Write a...

Heaven In The Mountainsmy Trip To The City

The trip down the mountain is spectacular, but dangerous. The melting snow causes the small creeks and streams to become frantic torrents. We have to be careful that the horses don't slip in the mud and lose their footing. A trip that should have taken four hours ends up taking ten! During the descent, we talk about how and when we are going to meet again; it seems like the best subject. If the plans that Jayden's parents made prior to the storm are still in place, Jayden will be leaving...

My Best Friends Mother

Stevie and I were best friends growing up. We were pals, but one of the main reasons I hung out with him so much was because of his mother, Margie. Margie was 26 years older than I was, but I was in love with her from the day I first met her. She was tall - about 5'7 - with long, slender sexy legs. Her hair was always bleached blond, kept fairly short and always perfect. She had beautiful green eyes and those wonderful tits! Ah, those wonderful tits! They weren't huge, but they seemed so...

Chinamans Chance

My name is Jennifer Yang. I was your typical Asian-American princess born and raised in southern California. I was attending UCLA majoring in business, intent on professional success and marrying well. But then I fell in with a bad crowd (according to my parents) and everything changed. They were Hollywood types; stuntmen to be specific. A stuntman stands in for the actor when the script calls for a risky or dangerous action: fights, falls, car crashes, the whole bit. They taught me a lot and...

Paradise Musings

Eve: From meat, to dessert Hard to soft - I assert! Meaningful transition Corny proposition? What says u? Are your hints my cue? Adam: Meat to desert is a beginning To new course that leads back to meat. Hard suck lets you take the flesh Off the bone and caressing/licking The soft bone drenches your throat With the juices so warm. Eve: Ripe and Juicy no doubt, When there is meat and cream, there will be no drought! Happy is the tongue When the juice from the meat it has wrung Sing...

Bullcalf

"You did it you smooth talking Yankee son-of-a-bitch. You nailed her didn't you?" Sam Harding chortled as his friend and fellow attorney, James Austin, sat down at the smalltable in the noisy club. Austin scanned the crowded bar before answering the question with a brief nod. His eyes locked with those of a striking brunette standing alone at the bar. She was clad in a tight red mini, her full breasts spilling over the top ofthe low cut neckline. A smile curved her lips as he moved his...

Dawsons Cock

Dawson sat by the dock throwing pebbles into the water. He was angry, confused and felt betrayed ever since Pacey, his best friend had stolen the love of his life. Jack watched from across how angry Dawson was. He knew it sucked for Dawson to have to watch the two people he cared most about be together and leave him out. Jack walked over to where Dawson sat and stood watching him. Dawson hardly noticed his presence until Jack cleared his throat. "Ahem. Hey Dawson," Jack began. Dawson's...

The Fishmongers Daughter

Molly Malone was actually a pretty girl under the layers of dirt and grime that she seemed to leave untouched because they acted as a first line of defense against evil-minded young lads looking for a quick taste of honey when the street pickings got a mite sparse. Her father was not really a fisherman who made his living by going out on the waves and searching for all sorts of sea food to fill the bellies of the landlubbers who never left the safety of the harbor. His sea-faring days were...

Trash Bash

Damn it! I wish whoever is throwing their garbage on my roof would stop it! What gives them the right to do whatever they want? This is my home, my castle, my love nest, my family's abode... not someone's trash heap! Here I was in the middle of intense love making, just about ready to give my mate all my seed and I heard a loud crash over my head. Boy, when you're suddenly startled like that, everything shrinks pretty damn fast. I was pissed. This was not the first time something had landed...

Str8 Boy Blowjob

I’m living with 2 hot Aussie guys under 25yo and for 3 days I haven’t gotten any. Well not last night... No it wasn’t Will (Will is my new roommate - Will is 18 - fucking hot and so far it seems as if he is totally straight although I might get him) - it was Dean (my mate who is staying with me for a couple of days before he moves to a ski resort just south of here). I know I have been a bit lazy and I haven’t mentioned Dean much - but honestly I didn’t think much of it. I met Dean here at...

Wrong Secrets

Table of Contents Prologue Awakening The Contract Investigation Starts On Target A New Investigation Holidays Clean Up Afterwards The titles in use are a chapter, a sub-chapter, and a section. 30 August 2019 version Prologue I’ve never been to Scotland, the UK, or Europe. That’s easy to prove because there are no airline tickets or accommodation bookings in my name anywhere outside of Australia. I’ve never been issued a passport by the Australian Passport Office, contact them and they...

The Christmas Carole Affair

She was beautiful and she knew it. A drop-dead gorgeous blonde with gams that could stop holiday traffic and eyes that could melt Frosty the Snowman right down to his icy toes. A wild-eyed winter heart-stopper in a plush little red dress with white fox trim short enough below her lovely ass to hint that she was in the browsing market for just the right sort of holiday stocking stuffer to keep her private parts nicely warmed until spring. Her eyes reminded me of Mrs. Claus but it was certainly...

Chrissy Gets A Spanking And Miss Roundbottom Gets A Surprise

Miss Roundbottom knocked on the door of Principal Johnson's office and waited for his "Come in" before entering. She had her student Chrissy with her and both were familiar with this situation. Chrissy just couldn't seem to keep from causing trouble and Miss Roundbottom had long ago admitted that Chrissy was beyond her ability to control and had repeatedly gone to the Principal for assistance. "Come in," came Principal Johnson's deep, stern voice from within the room. As Miss...

First Times

Before we begin here. I wanted to personally take a moment and thank The Sandman for doing this for me. I'm no writer, but I thought it might be fun and interesting to relate some of my own "first-time" personal experiences. I've thought about doing this for some time now, going back as far as I can remember to those moments in time that I considered as the first time I did something or explored something. So again, thanks Sandman for helping me tell this story, and for your "poetic...

The Parable of the Grill

There’s this man who likes to grill his food. His wife, who doesn’t grill herself, enjoys his grilled food. She praises his ability to consistently grill the food to the perfect degree of doneness. The man has used the same grill for a few years and his wife thinks the old grill looks kind of ugly. She saw a grill in a store that looked nicer, so she asks him questions about how the old grill is doing. “Does it still work well?”, that sort of thing. The man says there are things that don’t work...

Artificer

The small sailboat stayed close to the bend in the river. This was my fourth pass and I glanced at the back where the wooden staff trailed the boat in the water. There was a bag tied over the end and tiny grains and flakes of gold kept falling out of the staff and into the bag. The staff had a thin gold rod that was enchanted like a lodestone to draw any gold to it. I turned to head back to the city and reached out to feel the bag. I had to tack back and forth across the league wide river...

English History

The 160th Aviation Regiment, better known as the Night Stalkers was flying a crew of special operators into the desert behind the Iraqi Tawakalna Division. That was prior to the Desert Storm battle which would eventually become known as 73 Easting. We were the taxi service for the spooks because our HH53B Pave Lows were more-or-less invisible at night. They also mounted M134-D miniguns whose depleted uranium rounds could deal out serious hurt if challenged. As we began the descent into the...

Case Study One the Politics of Miscegenation

The story that follows is meant as satire. It was written to poke fun at the racist base that supports our current president, whose name must not be mentioned. I failed to point this out when I first posted it and someone was kind enough to point that out without raking me over the coals. (Thanks, Tony.) I do find that the fascination with interracial sex is indeed laced with a healthy dose of racism. To consider black men to be fundamentally different as lovers from anyone just because they’re...

Homosexual Indoctrination Liberty Man Versus Lady Mindtaker

The drone formerly known as robby lined up in three columns with 29 other drones. Some drones were left with, or had programmed into them, some kind of personality, but these were not only docile and willess, but their minds were empty, blank, slates remotely controlled by a surgically implanted chip in their brains. The drones began marching behind their handler, who had taken them off campus in a train that had now arrived at a military base of some sorts. The chip controlling them kept each...

The Boy and the Matadors

I was wrong in my thinking why my stepfather brought me on this business trip to Portugal. I’d thought he couldn’t chance me staying in Germany with my mother with him gone—that I’d tell her what we’d been doing, the baron and I. Not just what he had been doing with me, but what I, only fourteen, had willingly let him do—not too happily because there was nothing romantic in the baron’s doing it, but content enough in getting attention that I didn’t get otherwise. Mutter—Mother—gave all of her...

Fishermans Wife

(No seafood was harmed in the making of this story.) Had it been one of those small, gentle urges she probably would never have awakened. Instead of being a tiny, "you-know-a-good-fuck-would-be-nice-right-now" kind of urge it was a "fuck-me-now-or-I-might-explode" craving. Needless to say, she was through sleeping for the night. She stretched out her arm, expecting the familiar warmth of his body next to hers in bed. "Damn," she muttered under her breath. The Alaskan sun was glowing...

Pussy Mouse

Katy's life sucked. That was for sure. Her nerdy father was lost in work and TV and seemed to barely notice her existence. Her idiotic embarrassing mother was on her case all the time. The nagging began if she took a little time to relax before doing homework. She didn't like her music and wanted it so soft Katy couldn't hear it herself. And heaven forbid she left a shirt on the floor rather than in the hamper! Then her mother didn't like how she dressed. When they went shopping, Katy...

My Wife

Lying in our matrimonial bed with Mary resting her head on my shoulder with her arm over my chest cast my mind back. Back to that day twelve years ago when I had escorted Mary Murphy and her mother Betty back from the cemetery after burying her husband, her son of ten and her daughter of thirteen. All three incinerated in a car crash. The only way they were able to identify them was by DNA and dental records. After the wake I sat on the sofa with both these women sobbing their hearts out on my...

The New Mandy

“Damn!” The curse was heartfelt. Having just woken up I could see the time was just four minutes past three in the morning. Remembering I had deliberately unset my ‘Do not Disturb’ feature did nothing to help being woken up by the incoming text at such an ungodly hour of the day. Sighing to myself, I leaned over, grabbed my phone and looked to see who had sent me a ‘spam’ text. I cheered up a little to find it was from Mandy. Mandy, the ‘old friend, ‘ had turned out to be a sexy and...

Christmas Market Boy

Maybe it was how free the boy was with the boisterous crowd on Saturday afternoon in the Bamberg, Germany, beerhall, with him touching them and they touching him and patting his bottom as he passed. Despite the close quarters and the hands-on flirting, the boy was managing to swing up to six full beer steins in his hands without losing a drop of lager. The array of steins looked almost as big as he did in his short-legged leather lederhosen despite it being in the middle of December. He looked...

Linas Hand

Everyone in the village liked Raffi- the friendly mongrel dog who lived near the bus station, in an improvised kennel made of wooden crates. Though not pure- blooded, Raffi looked impressive, maybe because he had gotten many of the genes of his granny – karakachan dog with a pedigree. Everyone knew Raffi and many fed him regularly so he had managed to pick up flesh. After his owner died three years ago, Raffi started roaming the streets, frightening the children, and not only them, with his...

Thalias Prank

©2002 by Couture "Tell me a story," the young girl, freshly tucked into bed asked. "Puh-leaze." "You are much too old for bedtime stories, Lyra," I scolded, patting her on the head. "Am not." "Are too." "Am not." I sighed, knowing she could say "Am not," much longer than I could say, "Are too." "Okay, but just one." I said. I began to tell her a story I had never shared with another living soul. I don't know what made me tell it. Maybe it was the fact that I...

New LIfe

Maybe this is just another story in the big city of which there are far too many. Compared to the fame and fortune of the other eight million residents, I'm a drop of spit on the sidewalk, but it's my tale. Back then life was five days of a crappy job and then two days of a crappy weekend. I was 27 years old, already divorced, and living in the midst of daily self-imolation. We divorced a year ago and I was finally getting sick of the depression, isolation and self pity. Not even angry...

Family Christmas

Growing up with mom and Aunt Patty seems like the most natural thing in the world to me. Aunt Patty isn't really my aunt though. Most people would call her my other mom I guess. They've been partners since before I was born. They told me all about how eighteen years ago they got a friend I've never met to make a very special donation. Aunt Patty was the one who actually squirted the semen into mom. Nine months later, Colleen Briggs was born. Ta Da! I guess since she did the squirting, aunt...

The Call

At six thirty AM, on an ordinary June Saturday, Trevor Maxwell woke up. He didn't have to. He only worked Monday through Friday. Trevor's body just demanded it. Bleary eyed, he sat up, swiveled his feet out of bed, and to the floor. Arms reaching through the air to either side the thirty three year old man stretched. The muscles in his back responded, waking up as well. Turning his head to the side, he looked over his shoulder as his arms fell back to the bed. His wife's collar was still...

Mallory

She was a presence across four lanes of traffic. A blonde haired look of fierce determination. A vision who captured my complete attention and never once knew I existed. There were other people there, of course, but I couldn't see them. Not really. Not just then. "Hey, Mary Kay, see the guy across the street. He's Josh Evans my ex- business partner. I heard on the street he was moving back to Wilshire Boulevard so I guess the rumors are true." How did he miss seeing her? We were...

Moondance

Glancing at the clock, I realize that I have plenty of time to finish powdering, primping and perfuming before Henry will be at my front door. I've allowed more time for my toilette than usual: a warm scented bath instead of the customary shower (which has the added benefit of perfuming the air), massaging my legs and arms with a generous amount of perfumed creme, a light dusting of scented talcum here and there along my skin (and over the cotton bed sheets), and a final spritz of Sung into...

More Fun With Bruno Our Pet Dog My Descent Into Being a K9 Slut

Two weeks ago I had some delightfully sexy fun with Bruno, our pet dog. I had been chatting online, through email messages with a really nice guy from Storiesonline on the afternoon of Wednesday the 8th of July. The messages we exchanged had me feeling extremely horny and so I told him in the absence of my husband, and any of my regular playmates, I was going to get really dirty with Bruno once again. I had been fingering my fanny whilst messaging the guy and had told him that I was going to...

Camp XTAC

Dale looked up from his newspaper and smiled inwardly to himself. His wife Joy had just then come into the kitchen heading immediately towards the sink where she stood rinsing out her coffee cup before pouring herself a fresh one. He smiled, because she really was a joy to look at, never failing to arouse him whenever he saw her, especially when he saw her as she was now, wearing only a man's tee-shirt and nothing else. Her tight firm little behind was peeking out at him beneath the short hem...

Meeting of Minds

He padded into the room, paused and glanced at the people that stared back at him with baleful looks. Three strangers, his mistress and a shadowy figure in an alcove who he couldn't quite make out. His olfactory senses informed him of the charged atmosphere. Mingled with the familiar aroma of sex and pheromones were undertones of apprehension, even a little fear. The perfumes worn by them did little to hide the musk of sweat and aroused glandular activity. His nose told him of these things and...

Beach Vacation

As we walk along the beach, hand in hand, we are lost in our thoughts, it is warm but not too hot, the sound of the surf caressing our ears as we walk slowly, sometimes our feet in the water, sometimes not, passing other walkers who also seem lost in their thoughts. The Chesapeake is unusually quiet tonight; only the dolphins swimming into the bay break the quiet sheen of the water. Soon we reach the edge of the public beach and enter the beach that fronts Sea Shores State Park. Now we are the...

Yetis Day

Every dog has his day Conventional wisdom “Look,” Jack told the block-club meeting. “Yeti’s a friendly dog. It’s not like he’s threatening anyone. I try to keep him quiet, and he’s getting better at that.” “The noise statutes don’t say anything about friendliness,” old Mr. Verrano said. “They give limits on how much noise your dog can make and when. Your dog is breaking those limits. And they don’t say anything about getting better. They say that when your dog breaks those limits once,...

Moms Telegram

(This is a story that I saw in an incest magazine circa 1995) I remember the first time I did it with my mom as clearly as if it were only yesterday, instead of forty years ago. I had come home from a swim meet to find my mom in tears in her bedroom. When I asked what was wrong, she had handed me a teary-wet telegram. It had said my dad was dead. Killed in Korea. It must have arrived just after I left for school because Mom was still in her nightgown. I had sat on the edge of her bed, too...

Dominion Background and Authors Guide

General The story takes place in the distant future, around 2720. Mankind has spread out to the stars. Over a hundred worlds have been colonized with multiple polities governing various groups of colonies. The story takes place on a planet called Dominion. History of Earth and the beginning of the human Diaspora. 2092: The secret of maintaining a stable fusion reaction is finally discovered. A new revolution in energy begins leading to finally realizing the dream of cheap, clean and nearly...

Just One Wish

"Thank you mistress. After 11 hundred years I'm free and will grant you any desire as your reward." Sarah couldn't believe her luck. She'd been searching the beach all afternoon for something nice to take home and just when she was ready to give up, she saw it. A black bottle. A globe was attached to the long stem that rose to a sealed end. The bottom of the globe was flat and the end of the stem was sealed with some hardened substance. The bottle was opaque and very shiny. It...

To Begin an Affair

How you go about choosing a lover can be a long and confusing process, baffling even to one’s own self. How you pick out the candidate for a one night stand is much simpler; you have the urge to get laid, you find an acceptable male, and if he’s horny, and most straight men are, then you’re in luck. A girl only has to let him know she’s available and more than a little willing. You don’t have to worry about whether he’s smart or stupid, arrogant, loud, a liar, or living with his mother; you’re...

New Beginnings Aprs Lapocalypse

“Après moi le deluge,” “After me, the flood,” Louis XVI I saw her struggling up the hill that I was sitting on. I had really been sitting here peacefully contemplating the skeleton and ruined flesh of what had been, until very recently, one of the great cities on earth. Just imagine how foreign it is to me, thinking of Los Angeles that way. Most of the time the only thought I had given the place was cursing the bad traffic and wondering why they didn’t just build some more damn...

Soul Taker

Subtitle: The Strange Duet Part II Her door tended to slam so I put my hand out to guide it to a silent closing. "Who the fuck are you?!? And what were you doing in my girlfriend's apartment?" For easily the hundredth time, I wished she had fallen for someone lower in the instep and vocal range. I rested my forehead against the door; the music from the other side was almost out of my reach. "Answer my question, asshole! What the fuck were you doing in there?" I turned until the...

Eat Me

BWEEDLE! BWEEDLE! BWEEDLE! BWEEDLE! BWEEDLE! BWEEDLE! Furball jumped off Nancy's lap at the strange noise coming from the coffee table and ran off to hide under some chair. Nancy leaned forward, grabbed her cell phone, and flipped it open. Seeing the call was from her friend Katie, she pressed the TALK button. "Hello!" she said. "Hi Nancy!" "Hey Katie! What's happening, girl?" "You'll never believe what Dan bought after he got that promotion at Lotsatech." "Some outrageously...

Vixen Reevaluates

Vixen leaned back in the comfortable, first-class seat on the Icelandic 777, and tried to relax. She had only been away from home a little over a month, and her life was changing again. Her brief career as the star of a X-rated, full-length film had been short but interesting and now she was returning to her real world of men's lust and college courses. She sighed and looked out at cloud tops. "Ah well," she thought as she wrapped herself in a light blanket, "at least I'm rich." She...

Stormy Cees

Crissie was one of those gals you hardly notice. Her short straight brown hair, loose-fitting clothes, and quiet personality let her blend into the background. She had been a floor manager at a local supermarket since graduating high school and had the same boyfriend since then too. Four years now. She volunteered to help abused girls and mentored them. Every now and then she told her boyfriend that she had to go visit a relative that needed her help and she’d be gone a couple of days. He was...

Blood Magic

It was really too easy, I reflected when it was all over. I'd decided what I wanted, and getting it was almost anti-climactic. I say almost, because climaxes definitely weren't in short supply. It all came down to blood magic. When Jowan came to me with a half-assed scheme to learn blood magic from Uldred, I didn't agree to it for power. The fact of the matter was, my harrowing was approaching, and I was terrified. My friend, Neria, had accidentally let slip more information than she...

Hearts Desire

It has been many years since I obtained what I've always thought of as my heart's desire. I was a senior, almost at the end of my five years at university. One Spring Break, I made what I later came to realise could have been a mistake, and went to Florida. Never mind where, but it was sunny and overly warm for someone used to the snows of northern Springs. Many of the "breakers," some few of whom I knew, were the typically wild college guys and girls of the day and wore little more than...

Ballerinas Deliemma

Jenny Marie Stephenson was tense. She could sense that her daughter, Dakota was too as the plane's wheels grabbed the pavement of the LaGuardia runway. Her heart fell into her stomach as the flaps behind the engines closed; reversing the thrust and thrusting them forward in their seats. It wasn't so much that she wasn't used to it or expecting it as much as it seemed to summarize the events of her life in the past few days. Jenny had given up her own dreams of becoming a ballet dancer when...

Witnessing Secrets

There is a series called Silent Witness on British TV, a fictional thriller about a forensic laboratory and it’s dealing with gruesome murder cases. A recent two part episode’s main story line was care staff abusing disabled inmates in posh care home. S’funny how ideas smoulder and burn. “Shit! This one’s been well and truly fucked,” exclaimed Police Inspector Ryan Beatrand, gazing down at the naked young girl’s torso laid out on the examination table. The stressed Paramedics who had...

Late Night Walking

I come from a small town and went to a small college at another small town. Now I lived in a city. While in college, I picked up the habit of walking in the late evening. It was good exercise and I didn't care for television much and still don't. I mentioned my evening walks at lunch one day and one of my co-workers told me that I was crazy. Asking why got me the answer that it's a dangerous thing to do in a city. I thought little of that warning since I had been walking since I moved here...

The Doctor and the Bee

My last patient for the day. An eighteen year old from the local school, Michelle. She was something of a queen bee - tall and confident, sadly with small tits but with great curves to make up for it. She had blonde flaxen hair, wore a little bit too much make up, yet was naturally gorgeous, with nice pouty lips and green eyes which shone in the desire to be dominated, signifying an eros of unfulfilled love. Even though I was fifty-six, I had to have her. And I'm a man who always gets what he...

It Began With a Mole Mob

A message from the author. I regret to say that this story is not edited and might contain several grammar errors. If you hate reading text with some errors, please don't waste your time and get upset by reading this story. The "Mole Mob" what spread fear in our small Scandinavian town was probably the best joke in those thousand years that this small town had existed. It began with an article in the local newspaper in what a man by name Rupert Albert Timmer demanded an immediate closing...

Drunk And Disorderly

I was jerked out of a sound sleep by an almighty thump sounding from downstairs. It was almost two in the morning and I was alone in the house, my mother was off at yet another party with the latest of a long line of men friends. Nervously I crept out of bed, tiptoed across to the bedroom door and opened it a crack, I saw light shining up the stairwell and heard the mutter of voices. To say I was one scared 16 year old would have been an understatement, but, like a fool, I went to see what was...

The Trust Fund Kid

Every eye in the place turned to look at us when we walked in. Every male eye anyway and they weren't really looking at us; they were looking at Becky. Understandable. Five seven, long brown hair down to the middle of her back, the face of an Angel and a body designed to drive men crazy. It was all real too. Not even a tenth of an ounce of plastic or silicone in that 36 x 22 x 34 package. I could see the speculation on their faces. Older sister? Cousin? One or two might even be thinking a...

Undercover

“This shouldn’t be happening” I kept telling myself as I hesitated. If I hesitated much longer then our psycho host would get pissed and probably kill us both ... just for the fun of it. He was impotent ... and he wanted a threesome involving me, his girlfriend and mine. He’d discovered that I was hung like a horse, and his perverted mind wanted to see me in action whilst he sat and watched. I had just fucked his equally psycho blonde bimbo girlfriend to a massive cum ... and there was an...

Apartment Living Has Its Benefits

Wendy was raised in the country by a practical and earthy mother who was also brought up by one. That good woman worked to maintain the kind of bond and open communication with her daughter that her own mother had gifted her with. When Wendy’s menses started, mother gave a thorough education as to the physical and emotional aspects of this new part of her daughter’s life. Her mother related some of her own experiences and mistakes and told her daughter that she would likely make her own but...

Becoming A Slut Wife Mia

I have to admit that I did have mixed emotions as I looked at the papers I had just finished reading. Ten minutes earlier a man had come into my office: "Mr. Esau? James Esau?" "Yes." "These are for you" and he handed me an envelope. I took it from him and he said, "Sorry, but you have been served." He turned and left and I opened the envelope and found that my wife was suing me for divorce using irreconcilable differences as grounds. I reached for the phone and punched in my home...

Wilma Makes Up

“Honey! He’s doing it again. I can’t take much more.” “Did you remind him of what I told him last time?” “Yes. He said that you were a fucking wimp and wouldn’t do anything.” “Huh. Really? OK. I’ll go in with you in the morning and have a little come to Heysoos meeting with him.” “Don’t hurt him.” “Honey, Mr. James Robbie has to stop hitting on you. You are married and you’re not interested in him. Right?” “Right! I’ve stopped wearing some of my favorite outfits because he says they turn...

Riding the Train to Whoredom

It never occurred to me when I decided to visit a college friend in Asia that I'd end up a victim of different cultural attitudes toward women. I'd traveled in Europe frequently, always without incident. Besides, I never worried about riding public transportation in the middle of the day, not even in New York City. But I was in for a hard lesson about what can happen in broad daylight, if no one chooses to help you. My friend, who called herself Susie in the states because her name was a bit...

Roscrows Entertainment

Roscrow stood in the hall, finding a dark spot that he managed to tuck his lean, long frame into. He had his shoulder resting on the cool rock, arms crossed comfortably over his powerful chest. His black eyes were lidded, like a lazy panther waiting for his prey to walk by. It was the middle of the day outside the mountain, so most of the trainees were out practicing with mock battles on dragonback. The hall was mostly empty. A few trainees had the day off for whatever reason, sick dragons, or...

Manhattan Rhapsody

Last night I had a rather pleasant dream, after spending the evening reading a time travel story and eating a large pastrami sandwich. I don't blame or credit the dream on either, but just saying. I was living in the 1950s in New York, renting a small apartment that I was sharing with a young lady I had met in college. We both came to NY to pursue our dreams; mine, as a reporter, writing for the Times and hers, composing music and performing. Mary was a talented pianist and although I wasn't...

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all

-What was he some kind of masochist? -Maybe, but I don't think so. -Huh, why? I mean look at the way - hey get the fuck outta here! You, Franklin, get this clown outta here and get the film from the camera. No press and no pictures damnit. God damn grunts, you'd think even a beat cop could tell the difference between forensics and a reporter. -Yeah, but hey, manpower. Anyway take a look at the note. It explains why he did it this way. - Lemme see it. -Put a glove on first, its still...

Everything Mom Has

Chapter 1 I was single when this all started. A lot has changed since then but we'll get to all that shortly. I was thirty-five, never married, worked in sales for a local lumber wholesaler and had a girlfriend at the time. Well, Mona wasn't exactly an official girlfriend, we were more fuckbuddies or FWBs. I'd first met her when she was still married, I was twenty-six if I remember correctly, and we just kind of knew each other at first. She was married at the time and, well, I remember...

Do What Ya Wanna Do

I'll just admit it right off the bat. I don't like policemen, not one little bit. It isn't that I have any big crime planned or that I've ever committed any - I just don't like the cops I've run into during my life. Of course it's possible I always happen to run into policemen that are not truly representative of the upstanding moral fiber of the majority, but I doubt the fuck out of that, personally. No matter the specifics of the situation, every cop I'd ever dealt with in his or her...

The New Year Present

She was all alone during these years. After Ravi, her husband had gone to New York since three years. Bipasha was alone in Petermaritzburg. He used to come to home once in five or six months. Ravi was more attracted towards stocks and shares. He didn't want to leave his business in Petermaritzburg without supervision, so Bipasha was looking after it. After his parents' death, she was left alone. All she could expect was the occasional visit from Ravi's sister. Otherwise, she was getting...