Mikhaela

Mikhaela

Showoff for Dance

"I think I'll open another bottle of wine; this was delicious, don't you think?" The candlelight was warm and romantic, casting shadows around the room as David got up to for more wine. "Oh ... I should mention that Eric is coming over shortly. His mother wants me to give him some dancing lessons. So, don't make amorous plans with giving me more wine!" Ellen laughed as she said it. "Really? Well you are good at it. Why doesn't she teach him, though?" "Oh ... I don't know. Maybe...

Three Short Stories

Me And The Gang We were out from school for the summer and, God, was it hot, so when my boyfriend Dave, he's the one with the tattoo, piped up. "Let's go and cool off down at the pool," he offered. "Yeah," I agreed with some enthusiasm. The other four guys of the gang also loudly agreed. "Back here in ten," said Dave. We all split to gather up our stuff. Once I got home, I headed straight to my room where I stripped off naked and pulled on my bikini pants. I thought about a top...

Beautiful Liar

Why did it have to rain today-the day of all days??? The coldness and wind was bearable but not the rain. This meant a change of clothes and shoes not to mention being late. Well if this was nature's cruel way, so be it. Just as she was contemplating this thought the rain began to fall harder and faster. Wildly looking around her, she saw the pain path dashed through it and towards the house. "How can you lose her again Daniel?" his brother bellowed. This was the third time in two months...

Ted and I

My name is Samantha Jackson and this is the story of how my brother and I share a very special relationship, one that is filled wiht love, friendship and sex. Yes sex, my brother and I have been on and off again lovers throughout our lives since I was 14, he was 16. I am a single mom of a gorgous, wonderful daughter. Her dad has been out of our life and gone from my heart since she was one month old. Since then I have only dated a few men very briefly. Untill, I met this wonderful, amazing...

Virtual Reality Dragon Quest 1

The featureless sky above was unnerving, devoid of clouds, sun, or any other feature that should be there. The dull gray made me feel like I was inside some sort of dust-covered snow globe. I could see well enough, but the lighting gave the impression of a late fall overcast, chill and gloomy despite the warmth of the air. The grass was much the same color as the evergreens, a deep green so dark that it was hard to tell where the shadows ended and the boughs began. The sea and mountains I...

Moving to Moscow

One Friday night in December a friend and I decided to try the local fish fry at the American Legion. It was a local legend. We had to search for a parking place--the place was packed. Instead of standing in line to wait for a table we gave the lady our names and headed for the bar for two reasons--to find a place to sit down and to get a start on our drinking. Behind the bar was a poster with a few pictures on it and a big sign: "80 acre Idaho farm lottery". Below that, in smaller print it...

Line Of Sight

Author's Note - The story I am about to unfold is a true incident that happened in a neighborhood I lived in. It happened a long time ago but a lot of the characters are still living. I have changed the names to avoid some kind of libel suit. Tom Taylor and his wife Jeri lived next door to me in a small house. The neighborhood was mostly older and much larger houses. The Taylor house had been built several years back when the big house that had been there before it had burned. The elderly...

Ill Do Anything for You

"You know I'll do anything for you," Donna said to me. Now that's what a guy likes to hear from a pretty young girl, we were out in my car on the pretext of giving Donna a driving lesson. I've known Donna ever since she's was born, when my wife, Betty and I moved in to our present house, Sheila next door was already heavily pregnant with her. "Please," she begged. I reached out and cupped her right breast. "Very nice," I said, gently squeezing. The following years both my wife and...

Winding the Room Tight

There's little more my wife can do to arouse me than to put herself on display at my request. When I met her, she was wearing a crop top so short that she couldn't raise her arms without it lifting up over her seemingly always erect nipples. I knew this was the case because late that night she was spreading her arms high and wide against the side of a delivery van while I was discovering that there wasn't any underwear at all under her short denim skirt. Her attire was a constant source of...

Tha Auction

"But why an auction? It's just making me into a prostitute!" Jill had her angry and hurt look; one, which Mark knew, meant she was about to dig her heels in. "No, it won't!" Mark had to tread carefully now if he was going to get his beautiful wife to go along with the plan. "What it is, er, is instead of the old seedy thing of throwing the men's car keys onto a table and then letting the women pick up a key at random, the men bid for the woman of their choice. This way, the men get a...

Jenna3 Playing Games

JennaShoes and I have been co-writing stories for a number of years now. Jenna considers herself a prudish corporate executive who fantasises about being dominated by well-endowed men. Her desire is what prompted me to write these stories and add her input. I have not edited her grammar. Jenna also authors on a couple of erotic story sites. Although all stories may be read individually, there is a sequence to them which has developed over our relationship. Jenna's Story We have been away...

Hot Texas Summer

About a year ago, we moved to Texas; Austin, to be exact. My father got a new job there and the house we bought has become my favorite; it has a beautiful pool. Being fifteen, I loved having a pool at home that I could swim in and lounge around all summer long. It was hot, I mean, it's Texas, but we did have some trees and I could put my chaise under the shade, then run and take a dip when I needed to cool off. Perfect. Mom took me shopping and we bought me a couple of real cute two-piece...

Billy and Barbie

Billy Jamison sat in his old car and checked the address. He was in the same up-scale neighborhood where he had met and made love to the young woman who called herself a trophy wife, the woman named Maria, Maria something. He smiled and shook his head. Too many women. After his frantic hour with the Tucker twins during which he had brought both of them to at least two orgasms and had come once himself, his penis had finally relaxed, and now he was going to put it back to work. And he was...

First Mind Reader

The bell rang. I got up from my desk in Mr. Edmunds' science class and placed my test paper on the teacher's desk. I did pretty well on the exam until I hit the last five questions. Ugh! I walked out of the room. Jenny, a freshman girl in the class, two grades below me, looked at me as I exited. I knew the brunette's name but that was about all. "Boy, those last five questions were really hard," I told her. Jenny looked at me like a frightened deer and said with a serious tone, "You...

Pollys Past

I went to Vegas to party hardy and to try and forget the latest catastrophe in my life. My two-year marriage to 'the woman of my dreams' had just cratered and I was in sore need of some spiritual uplifting. It was my third trip to Vegas in the last ten years and it was also my third trip for the very same reason. I had no idea what was wrong with me, but either I had a black cloud hovering over me whenever I fell for a woman and married her, or something about being married to me turned woman...

It Shouldnt Matter

I noticed her the first day of school. Casually working her way through the quad. Oblivious to the stares that followed her. She definitely was attractive. Long, thick, black, curly hair that cascaded down her back in thick luxurious waves. Eyes that danced with a mischievous light, and a smile that would light up the darkest, deepest cave, in the very deepest bowel of the earth. She looked Latina. Even from where I was sitting, reading "The Kite Runner," I could see how self-assured she...

Baby You Can Drive My Car

We sat at the kitchen table, having a quick breakfast before we left for our respective jobs. Patti was checking her make-up and I was trying to finish my coffee, as well as the sports section, before I hit the road. "How long is your cock, Matt?" she asked. I avoided the spray of coffee all over the table like you see in the slapstick comedies, but some caffeine did dribble out my nose as I tried to stifle my reaction. I cleaned my upper lip with a napkin and stared at my wife. "What the...

A New Life for Julie

"OK, Mrs. Christie, I'll be sure to tell him." I put the phone down. Christ. How'd she know we were here, anyway? Dad told her, of course. He always stays in touch. In his job he has to. For me, though, just one more boring thing to do. So boring. So bored. I looked out the window. The lake was calm this early in the morning but I was already sweating. It was going to be hotter than hell later, no surprise this time of year. Mom and Dad and Jeff wouldn't be here until afternoon, they...

You Have to Be a Football Hero

A lot of people were surprised that I made the team since I was young, fourteen, and kind of scrawny, 5-10, 145 pounds, but I was quick and had a good arm, and I was smart. I have to admit that. I'm carrying a 4.0 GPA and I'm in three advanced courses as a freshman. Anyhow, I made the team, got a uniform with number 12 on it, Brady's number, and got ready to do a lot of bench sitting. In our first regular season game after three scrimmages in which I guess I was in for maybe ten plays, all...

Anticipation

A fun little story I wrote awhile back for a friend of mine. It is purely fictional ... or is it? Anticipation, the wait is making you doubt what you are doing. It is fairly early in the evening and you are sitting in front of your vanity apply just a touch makeup. You wonder if you can really go through with this. Can you really do what you have been planning for all week? The idea, the fantasy has kept you excited all week but now that the time is here you wonder if you will be able to go...

My Stepdad Gene

My name is Drucilla, but my friends call me Dru, and my really close friends call me D. I met my step-dad when I was three years old. I was a little brat and Gene performed behavior extinguishment on me. He swatted my little butt once. It was hard enough that I never wanted to be spanked again. I made sure Gene never saw me do anything bad. Growing up I kept a low profile. My sister’s name was Antoinette, but we always called her Toni. She was supposed to be the smart sister. Gene talked to...

The Scent of Erotic Desire

Claude Deneuve was not a memorable person. If one were to pass him in the street or even sit next to him on a train they would not find him interesting enough to even start a conversation beyond "Hello" "Goodbye" "Excuse me" and a simple "thank you". Claude had only one special skill that set him apart from the millions of French citizens that populated the City of Love. He was absolutely irreplaceable to the firm of Beauchamp, DeLorean and Sons, LTD, purveyors of fine perfumes...

Lauren and Bonnie

This story is in answer to a challenge from my editor, ErikThread. He challenged me to write a story that had only two locations and no more than six characters. This story has two locations, a cafeteria and a home. It has a total of five characters. I hope my switching time frames doesn't confuse the reader. Lauren and Bonnie Background He was sitting alone at a table in the far corner of the cafeteria of his office building. In front of him was a bowl of soup, a sandwich and a glass of...

ShitEating Grin

My father had a stroke or something and had been whisked off to the hospital for who knows how long; nobody ever tells me anything. My impression was that the old man would never be coming back home. I was the only one Mom had to call long-distance. Barry and Sarah had each fled the nest but never bothered to leave town, so they already knew. Quickly I had to begin making unexpected travel plans. I definitely felt _inconvenienced_. Mom was Mom, who, to my way of thinking, was better kept in...

A Family Tradition

Chapter 1 It was Danny Tillotson who first told me about jacking-off. "Do you jack-off, Todd?" "Do what?" "Jack-off, play with your dick, rub it up and down?" "Are you kidding?" "No, like in the shower, take soap and get your hand all soapy then put your hand around it and do this," he told me as he moved his fist back and forth. "No, I guess not, I've kind of played with it, geez, why are we talking about this, Danny?" "Well, try it next time you shower, just do it and...

That Summer

"I went to work for her that summer, teen-aged kid so far from home. She was a lovely widow woman, hell bent to make it on her own. We were a thousand miles from nowhere; wheat fields as far as I could see. Both needing something from each other, not knowing yet what that might be." Garth Brooks Chapter 1 It seemed to 16 year old Billy Mayfair that he had been on this bus forever already, yet he was not even half way there. It was a long trip from Fresno, California to South Dakota,...

Eileen

She had been one of my brother's best friends for as long as I could remember, but I hadn't seen her for almost four years, since she went off to college in California. Both she and my brother had returned home for Christmas, and Eileen came over to talk to my mother and brother. I had just come off duty, being the low man on the pole at the station. A day spent driving around in a patrol car in this small town was mind-numbing and ass-crushing, and all I wanted to do was take a long, hot...

New Arcadia Dicks Story

"For many adults who are initiates into the culture of the new Eden, the thought of sexual intercourse with pubescent partners is a distinct shock. Their own cultural upbringing has taught them that such acts are not only signs of moral depravity, but a form of rape. As indeed they would be, if the young partners were forcibly subjected to them against their will, fearful of the adult's greater strength and authority, and all unknowing of the sexual context of the act. But we have found that...

The Taking of Teddys Wife

I was just back from over the pond when I landed in Edgewood Arsenal, Maryland. I was a sergeant in the Motor Pool and responsible for the reliability of the vehicles. Teddy was a Private, just out of training and he was living off post with his young wife. They had gotten married on her eighteenth birthday and moved to Teddy's first duty assignment in Maryland. Teddy was a nice enough guy but young and naïve to bring his wife to an army base. The guys in the motor pool took him out to drink...

School Days

Friday afternoons in Room17 at St. Catherine's was when our schoolwork was corrected by the teacher individually. The boys occupied desks on one side of the classroom and the girls were on the other. We were meant to get on with our arithmetic problems while the teacher called us up one by one out to her desk at the front of the class, marked our work and then sent us back to our seats. The teacher was involved with the girls first, summoning them by name to bring out their school work. We...

Jpeg Girl

The following is an account submitted to me by a man who once fucked his baby sister. Through weeks of e-mail correspondence with this stranger, I have gathered the necessary facts to write this sordid tale and bring it to my fans. For legal reasons, all names have been changed to protect those individuals who took part in the following events... Background My world permanently changed when my eight-year-old sister began puberty. They say one in six girls can start puberty as early as...

Impossible Lovers Midnight Kiss

I gently awoke to her silhouette. She was looking at my crotch, stroking my cock lovingly through my boxer shorts. She'd aroused me in my sleep, and despite the fog of waking the bulge in my underwear betrayed anticipation. She'd been out late with some friends, and I had already gone to bed. For some reason, while it was permitted for us to have sex in her bedroom, I was obligated to spend the night on a couch in the basement. She knelt on the hard floor next to the couch and leaned over...

Amy and the Tentacle Monster

Amy Nielsen wasn’t like regular girls. She was shy and kept to herself. She liked to draw scary comics and dressed differently. The only color you’d see in her closet was black. Her mother and father thought she spent too much time by herself. She was a good student and maintained high marks. Her parents let her experiment with her look and didn’t get too involved with what she’d come up with to wear. Her hair was often different colors and she liked black eyeliner. She was interested in...

Right

“Are we agreed, then?” Lord Charles Graham asked. “You’ll be mine.” “Yes, Milord” Bessie answered. “I swear I’ll do right by you. While you are with me, I provide for all your needs. Afterwards, I’ll set you up in your own shop. I’ll provide for any children.” He wanted these assurances to be clear. She seemed willing enough now, but might worry later. He’d send his instructions to his man of business in the morning. “Yes, milord.” She’d already said ‘yes’ once. She trusted him, and his...

The Boss and the Teenaged Female Intern

The esteemed offices of Hardcock, Hardcock and Proudbum LLC had been selecting young people for their summer intern program for the past forty years. They had never been concerned with silly things like gender bias, diversity or even age discrimination over the years but this year things were a bit different ever since Harry Hardcock Jr. was sent to serve a year in State prison for humping a former Miss America over the side of his antique hardwood desk with total disregard for her verbal...

A Stepfathers Dilemma

I am in quite a pickle. I just don't know what to do. You see, my daughter Millicent — well, she's actually my stepdaughter — is pregnant. That, in itself, would not be particularly vexing, except for a few pertinent, additional facts. Millicent is not married. And if she wants to marry the bastard who knocked her up, she can't — because she's only fourteen. But even if she were old enough to marry this pervert, she still couldn't, because he's already married. And she could hardly...

Flasher

Copyright © 10-22-2002 by E. J. Sheeran She was flashing me! I didn't realize it at first. I just thought I was in a fortunate position, sitting at the table of the corner sidewalk cafe. There were not many other people there at this time in the afternoon. She had something in front of her that looked like an ice tea or Coca-Cola and was reading a book. I had just gotten off work and was sitting two tables away and having coffee with an unobstructed view of her legs under her table. She...

Gaining Controlling Interest

Copyright© 2002-2003 There once was a floozie named Annie Whose prices were cosy--but cannie: A buck for a fuck, Fifty cents for a suck, And a dime for a feel of her fanny. The first time I saw it, I could not believe it - but soon understood it as the path to my salvation. It was not any overt action on the part of my step-son James, simply a look. In that one kilometre long gaze I saw his lust and desire for my wife, his mother, Mary. My first instinct was humour, and almost...

Chatting With Lisa About Sperm

Lisa has invited me over for dinner, and we have been sitting at the table, chatting for a while about kids and work while enjoying the lovely dinner she had prepared. Now we have taken our glasses of red wine and sat down in each our own corner of the sofa. “But, Lars,” Lisa says, as if resuming a long-lost thread of conversation. “There is something I wanted to ask you about, something we talked about a long while ago.” “Yes... ?” I say as I sip the dark red wine, feeling quietly...

Amys Betryal

It had been a hectic day and everything that could go wrong for Amy did, just when things couldn't feel any worse the phone rang and startled her out of her deep thoughts of Brad, the man she always felt was the one until she came home early and found him in bed with her best friend. She suddenly felt sick in the pit of her stomach as her thoughts went back to that dreaded day and quickly forgot the phone ringing. She remembered that day like it was yesterday, it was their two year...

A Fist Full of Dollars

It was well past sunset when the train pulled into the Turkish town of Arbad. It had been a long trip and a good night's sleep would not have been unwelcome. "Well according to the brochure and the 'let's go' book there are hotel representatives at these stations. They welcome tourists and if they haven't booked anywhere, will recommend accommodation", the woman said as she picked up her bag. Her husband gave a grunt. For his part he didn't even want to be here, a Muslim country was not...

Man of my Dreams The Sequel

I woke up the next morning having the memory of my brother making love to me the previous night. I lifted up my nightshirt and played with my breasts while my other hand slipped between my legs and pushed my panties to the side. I caressed my aching pussy slowly running my fingers up and down my wet slit. Last night had been the most wonderful night of my life. I'd finally been able to express my love for my brother Tim. I could still feel his kisses on my lips and his hands all over my naked...

Hotline Report

Hank was not looking forward to ringing this doorbell. The one part of his job he really hated was having to interview children who were being sexually abused by their relatives. This time it was a report of a father having sex with his fourteen-year-old son, and it was the eleven-year-old younger brother who had reported it! But there was something about the report that was a little strange, so Hank had arranged to meet the younger boy when the rest of the family was away, to try to find out...

Faith and Hope

My high school girlfriend was an absolute doll – about five-foot-four, pleasingly round, with short blonde hair, big brown eyes, a gorgeous butt and a firm pair of tits that I'd say were probably a size C. Faith was, like me, raised in a very religious home in our small Texas town and had vowed to "save herself for marriage". She even wore a "purity ring" on the third finger of her left hand. I respected her decision to wait even though sometimes, particularly when I was kissing her, I...

Winds of History

A Story in the Winds of Change Universe The tall, lanky man looked in disbelief at the King. “Sire, I’m simply a backwoods lawyer, and a new one at that. I’ve barely been more than a store owner and a local politician. I don’t understand why you’ve taken the railroad halfway across our country to come here and talk to me.” The King of America, Grant Maxwell, sat forward in his chair. “Call me Grant. You may be primarily self-educated, but you are not uneducated. You know the history of our...

The Corrs Down Under Orgy

Afterparty With The Corrs The Corrs, a small family group comprised of three sisters and a brother, had started their career in their hometown of Dublin, Ireland and had made their way from playing smalltown gigs to signing a recording contract and releasing their first smash hit album 'Runaway'. The world couldn't get enough of the infectious sounds of Andrea Corr on lead vocals, Jim Corr on guitars and keyboards, Sharon Corr on Violin and Caroline Corr on drums. In addition to those...

My New Toy

My mother died about 10 years ago and since then my father had thrown himself into his business and today he is worth a fair bit so to compensate for my deprived upbringing he supplied me with anything I wanted. TV's, stereos, game consoles and now that I was old enough he had got me my first car. Seeing that I had wheels I spent even less time around the house so my father gave himself a little gift in the form of Zoë. She is a 24 year blonde who worked as a receptionist at one of his...

Putting Sasha in Her Place

"I'm finished for the day, get someone else," barked Sasha Doughty as she walked past the till at the end of her shift. A sneer crossed Sasha's face as she walked out of the store. Behind her she could hear the cashier ringing the bell for some other supervisor. There seemed to be a note of desperation in that sound. 'Stupid black bitch!' thought Sasha, 'I don't know why they employ their kind!' Off thru the town Sasha strode, heading for home. She seriously doubted if the store...

Darkroom

It had only been a couple days since my wild photo session with Bob and his beautiful wife Krystal. It had started out as a glamour photo session (even though I've mostly only done nature stuff as a hobby) and ended up with a three-way. Krystal, shy as I've always known her, really let loose when she had her husband in front of her and me behind, servicing her at both ends, so to speak. Anyway, my phone rang, and I went to answer it. I was surprised to hear her voice on the line since she...

Monster Rape

Princess Terra admired her horse-slave in the bedroom. He had short white fur, neatly combed down his big muscular body. His mane was a long spikey streak of gold that fell down the length of the back. His tail was a natural stub, a little ball of gold that sat above two big well-rounded buttocks. The horse was a giant: He stood well over ten feet tall on two hooves. His hands concealed his sheath. But the Princess could still see his big balls. Terra ordered the horse to lie down on the...

In Bed with Julian

Hey it's me Wendy Carson. My fellow shutterbug and best friend Kristy Garrison are doing another exciting photo shoot for Fantasies for Women magazine. We're doing a cover and a photo shoot for the mag's "Bedroom Issue" which features articles and such for about everything to do in the boudoir. We couldn't be more excited to do the shoot with none other than my favorite male model (and every Playgirl reader's wet dream) Julian Fantechi! When he introduced himself, we were so thrilled to...

Just Around the Corner

Linda and I grew up just around the corner from each other. I was a couple of months older. We were both our parents only child. Our parents were neighbors and became close friends. Eventually we even vacationed together every summer, usually camping at one National Park or another. Linda and I might as well have been brother and sister we were together so much as children. The house around the corner was like another home to me. We were in Middle School when I first started to notice how nice...

F45103 Cosmopolitan

Cary had read about oral sex many times in Cosmopolitan. The magazine talked about it matter of factly. Apparently lots of girls do it. They run "how to please your man" articles all the time. The big question in girl's minds was always "Do I have to swallow? If not, then what?" They said you don't have to swallow but they also made it pretty obvious that the guy wants to come in your mouth and not on your hand. It was also obvious that the guy would be really impressed if you do swallow...

That Boynton Slut

PART I Boynton manor had survived various wars, storms of a violent nature, and the onslaught of time eroding the sturdy bedrock foundation. It was situated in a narrow valley between craggy heights impassable by vehicles of any description. The single road that traversed the valley bordered the Estate on West. The land holdings were quite extensive comprising some four square kilometers of cleared land and a substantially larger section of forest. That single road was well paved and in good...

Clit Fuck

Two erotic words that are rarely used together. When my best friend Brian told me about a party he'd attended the weekend before, he used those same two words to describe for me an act he had personally witnessed and found to be one of the most sensual erotic sights he had ever seen. At first, I had a hard time trying to believe him, though I immediately agreed to consider going with him the following weekend to check it out for myself. Brian and I shared an apartment together within...

The Perfect Six

Michael Waldich was irritated. Of course, all that meant was that Michael was at his job. He spent most of his time at his job being irritated. However, this was a particularly irritating day because he had a tryout for a new partner. He hated tryouts for new partners. He had been through them more times than he cared to remember, and they were always a bitch. They had to be right physically, they had to have his technical skills-which none of them ever did-they had to be compatible...

Taking Advantage a Master PC Story

A horrific crime is actually worse than it seems. Can the cops work with a Master PC expert, or will the corruption be too much of a draw? Five yeas ago... After a few weeks of learning and cautiously examining the ragtag computer and its "Master PC game", Shawn Brown finally convinced himself that there was something real about what was (at first) clearly labeled a fantasy game. Having latched onto a nearly obsolete computer at an estate sale, he was initially creeped out when he found out...

My Masters Gift

You call me about 2 o'clock from work and tell me to get ready because you want to take me out for a special dinner. I take particular care to make sure I am dressed and done up just for you. When you get home the look in yours eyes tells me you like what you see. You take me in your arms and kiss me deeply our tongues fighting and thrusting, we almost become one person. You pull me so tightly to you I know you can feel the chain I am wearing around my waist and the lock that closes it. We go...

Intelligence Matters

The phone rang, and Ruth fished in her apron pocket for it. “Yes?” “Mrs Kempe, ah, Ruth? This is the Personalia. Are you free to talk?” “Yes, I am at the moment. My baby is asleep.” “Oh, yes. You have a child now. I understand I should say congratulations.” “Thank you. Can you get to the point of this call, please?” “Apologies, Ruth. We wished to discuss some human facts that we have difficulty in understanding. That is to say, it is not facts that we have trouble with; it is the meanings...

Instincts

Wendy looked down into the valley, and began to weep. "It was the Theocracy," said Guido, her boyfriend. He put an arm about her shoulders and felt her shaking with rage and grief. Below them, in what had been a scenic little valley, there used to be a tidy little village. Now, only smouldering ruins hugged the teal waters of the shallow bay. Fishing boats, which were moored in neat rows at the villages piers were just masts poking above the water, like banner poles, with tattered and burnt...

Trent the Traitor

Judas Iscariot, Brutus, Benedict Arnold, Aldrich Ames: some of the most hated names in history. Of all the villainous types, traitors are the most universally despised. No one wants to see redemption for a traitor; they want to see them dead, ideally in the most cruelly ironic way possible. Traitors are the lowest of the low, the worst of the worst. Trent Michael didn't think that was fair. They were just guys, trying to make their way through life like everyone else. Life was hard. Sometimes...

Selection

Ron Hubbell gazed at the proud college crest on the wall, his eyes unmoving as he wrestled with one of the most difficult decisions he’d ever had to make in his teaching career. The soldier was considering a cold blooded move, to stack the odds in favour of his senior students, but could he justify it, even to himself, and thus carry it out. There was no problem with the board of governors, they’d practically given him carte blanche to do as he saw fit, so long as it benefited the students....

Rescue

Damn, I was beginning to wonder why I did this. Search and Rescue is a long job with a low success rate for the individual teams. You always hope you will be the one that makes the find and that you bring them out. The worst is when you are too late. The ringing of the phone had brought me out of a deep sleep. From what the commander said this was going to be a high profile search. A plane went down in the mountains west of here. They had an approximate area, and the search planes should have...

All Because Of Christmas

Special thanks to my Proof Reader, Mr. Argon from the Land Down Under Special thanks to Phil Gorman 2014 for his expertise in re-editing and proofing. It's been three weeks since school ended for the year. I feel good for I did exceptionally well, as my marks will attest. I'm looking forward to high school next September. The thought of high school makes me feel grown up. I've watched high school girls at the malls, and on the street, and they seem to be very mature. I would love to be able...

The Case of the Murdered Man

I was sitting in my Bark-a-Lounger in the dark. I was sipping on a bottle of cheap whisky when I heard my door knob turn. I picked up my service revolver off the end table and waited. All too soon a shot rang out and the door around my lock splintered. I went into action. My name is Percy Holmes, Detective Perk" to my friends. I'm a homicide detective with the rank of sergeant. I work the Metro section, that's were all the action is. Some of the punk kids in the neighborhood actually were...

Not a Baby Anymore

The best thing that ever happened to Scott was when his parents died in a car accident. It wasn't that he didn't love them, or that they had mistreated him. On the contrary, they had been a loving and caring family. Looking back on it years later, though, he realized that the accident set in motion events that made his life far better than he could possibly imagine. He was seven at the time, too young to be familiar with death, some would say too young to be allowed to experience it. But he...

Affirmation

Most of the time, people barely think about why they do things. You find yourself in a situation and have a choice to make, and you make it. That leads to more decisions and before you know it you're doing things that might make no sense at all, or all the sense in the world. But sometimes you find a person who knows exactly what they're doing. I was on a Monday morning flight from Philadelphia to Dallas. It was October, and I was hoping for warmer weather in Texas. Most of the passengers...

The Deal

Copyright© 2005 by Kien Reti Barney fancied himself a master of the art of seduction. He had conquered hundreds of women in his career and had left behind him a trail of broken hearts and bruised souls. But, hey, that was just collateral damage, and the game was only thing that counted. Sharon intrigued him. She had the finest ass he had ever seen on a woman, and he had seen his share. He had gotten his first glimpse of her magnificent backside at the Simexco board meeting a couple of months...

The Civilized Cuckold and the Cunning Cad

First, let me make it perfectly clear: I'm no Nick Leeson. For at least two reasons, I'm no Nick Leeson. You don't remember Nick? He was the trader for Barings Bank in Singapore who lost almost a billion quid of his bank's funds, using highly leveraged positions, betting on the future direction of the Nikkei — the Japanese stock market for you people who don't keep up with the world of finance. He lost big and fell hard, and in the end he took Barings down as well. He did time in the nick...

Someone Has to Be the Boss

Edited by Michael Leonard Hi, my name is John. I’ve worked for the same company for the last 47 years. I was hired right out of high school. I got the job because I grew up with the owner’s kids. Over the years the company has grown into a retail giant and is now the largest private employer in the world with over 2.2 million employees worldwide. I’ve had numerous, low level positions and I’m sure that in my personnel file there’s a special notation allowing me to work here for as long as I...

The Ultimate Trust

Imagine a bed. Four wrought iron posts towering above it, the shadows dancing on the stone walls in the flickering candle light. Ivory candles of all sizes light the room with their warm glow. In a corner there is an old wooden chest. You are an observer only, watching my personal fantasy play out before your eyes. The old wooden door opens and you see a women being led in by a man wearing black. She is wearing a long ivory colored dress, perfectly made with lace and silk to show off her...

Sylvies in the Park Jack Lookin for a Hump

JACK STEWART hated his marriage of five years. His marriage to Sylvia. He felt totally trapped by it all, the daily bullshit, the grind, and the boredom. "Take the garbage out. Do this. Do that. You forgot to put the cap on the toothpaste. Again!" Fuck, how he missed the single life! And here she was right now, right here, ragging on his ass again. He thought: What is she saying this time? As if I fuckin' care! Sylvia Stewart didn't know it, or if she did, she didn't show it, but he had...

My Legacy of Love

This ride was one I prayed would never happen. My sixteen-year-old son had been taken from our family. He fought bravely too the end but his body weakened after many treatments was unable to sustain life itself. Tears run down my face and that of my daughters who, like me, did everything possible to make his last days memorable to him and to us. Riding home gave me time to reflect on how we came to this pivotal point in my family’s life. The ride seemed to take forever. The events of the last...

My First Older Woman Was My Aunt

During Desert Storm, I was serving in the Air Force and ready to come home on leave. At nineteen, I was in very good shape with a very firm body and neglected cock after being gone for so long. I was given a couple weeks leave after being gone for a year, so I immediately started making plans. My mom had a goof-ball boyfriend living with her, so I didn't want to stay there. Next best option, my uncle. The more I thought about staying with my uncle, the better it sounded. My uncle had always...

The Education Department

The Swarm Cycle Universe ©2007 The Thinking Horndog "School Sucks!" She yelled it at her mother and followed through with "And Dan won't make me go, either! He said so!" With that the 11 year-old turned toward me and stuck out her tongue and then stormed off down the pod tunnel toward her 'family' home. "Mac, she really knows better," apologized her mother. "What Dan told her was that she 'wouldn't have to go to school the way she used to, on Earth'. I guess she just...

The Sniper

I was an expert marksman in the US Army. To be exact I was qualified as a sniper because I was that good. I was trained to use the new M110 semi-automatic rifle system. The rifle held either a 10 or 20 shot clip of 162 grain bullets. I had a 20 shot clip loaded with steel piercing ammo and a suppressor on the barrel. It wasn't a silencer that was for small caliber guns with low velocities. They made a dull pop sound. My rifle was noisier, but still very hard to hear at the distances it was...

Going Home to Die

Coming Home? ME 8 1969 Vietnam to 1965 Staff Sgt. Don Johnson is heading home to day Jan. 12 1965 He Stops by the school he left 4 years ago no that's 6 mo. from now and he watches the kids leave the Building. What can he say to himself as he sees a younger self walking out of the school with May Sue. He wants to cry but he can't he seen to much and has lost the ablate to cry for now. As he drops the picture of Mary Sue and there son to the ground. there gone and have not happen yet. He...

Propositioning the Babysitter

Jack Niles was married for the last twenty years. He and his wife were best friends. They were each other’s soul mates. They had a healthy sexual relationship and pleased one another. Jack also had secret desires which he didn’t share with his wife. Jack was obsessed with breasts. His wife had a small chest. He begged her to get implants, however she was scared about her health. She would get real mad at her husband for ever suggesting that she needed implants. Jack’s obsession with breasts...

Lost Innocence

Each of us has our own stories. This one is mine. I'd been dating the same girl since my early days in Junior High. Theresa was a sultry looking woman even then. As the years passed, through High School, on through graduation, we began to consider the possibilities of marriage. Unlike many of our peers, we'd actually both remained virgins during all this time. It was our intent to "save it" for the wedding night as Theresa had once told me during a particularly heated evening together when...

Lizs Stud Service

Tim waited in the den for his wife to appear. She told him that she bought a new piece of lingerie to show off. He smiled to himself. He enjoyed seeing his wife in lingerie. She has the prefect body in his mind. She is thirty-eight twenty-eight thirty-two. Mary walked into the bedroom a few minutes ago looking really happy. He loved his thirty year old wife. She is twenty years younger than him. They met at a friend's house where they hit if off and started to date and beyond. A knock at...

My Best Birthday

I was coming home after my friends and I went out to dinner and clubbing for my birthday. I noticed the lights were dim in my living room. I saw a Happy Birthday note from my blonde hottie Nick. As I was reading the note, Nick was standing behind me. I turned around and he gave me a birthday hug, a birthday kiss, and a fresh flower bouquet. He was semi-naked when I looked at him and touched his blonde hair. I kissed Nick before I went to the bathroom. When I was in there, I heard water running...

Im Drinking Doubles

I would like to thank GW66 for the kindness shown to a new writer. The suggestions and the alternative thoughts were of great help. Thanks again. I also want to thank my wife. Her insight made this a better story. This story has no sex in it. It is story of lines being crossed, but the question is how far? Please share your likes and dislikes about this story. It will help me to become a better writer. As usual all comments are appreciated. Someone must think my head is a drum; they keep...

Lake Resolve

The divorce had been emotionally nasty. The cheating bastard lied to me for five out of the six years we were married. Fortunately we didn't have any children so after the divorce, we agreed to split everything down the middle. We each had half the debts and half the assets and that was the end of that. Two years later, at 30, I'm still single and harbor a hatred and lack of trust towards men. I continued my teaching position as a high school teacher but I became less and less enthusiastic...

Turnings

I was tempted to hum "Back in the Saddle Again". That really wouldn't have been classy, even though the charming young woman bent over my workbench couldn't have heard it over her moans and squeals, much less the slapping sounds of my body hitting against her full round ass. And when did I start worrying about being "Classy"? This was obviously all Nan's fault. She wasn't here, hell she wasn't even in the city, being on tour with the Symphony and she was still driving me up walls. I...

Diary of Valerie Gurzakin

© 1999, All Rights Reserved The following text was discovered on the hard drive of a used computer I purchased. It had been deleted but not permanently erased. Personally, I doubt the authenticity of the document and assume it was the creative effort of the previous owner. I submit it here with only minor editing changes. K123-347 (Local 960524) I have to write it down somewhere, and it certainly doesn't belong in official dispatches, so I have begun this diary. Mostly, I admit, it...

Measuring Up

May 2010 “Good night, Bob, Maggie. Thanks for a lovely evening. The food was wonderful.” I didn’t mean a word of it, especially the bit about the food. “Yes, lovely evening,” said Susan. I immediately recognised the phoney voice that my wife reserved for her estate agency’s most awkward customers. We stood on the doorstep and shook hands with our hosts, then walked down the driveway to where Tom and Annie waited for us in their car. Susan and I clambered into the back seat, Tom started the...

Bonnie and Clyde Armistead

Occasionally, I get a story idea sent to me by a reader. This story is based on one such offering. It is completely fiction, and the allusion to the infamous Bonnie and Clyde is per their names only; put another way, this story has no relationship whatsoever to the gangster pair of the 1930s. Similarly, the Ana Campanas character in the story is no relation to the "Woman in Red" of John Dilinger fame either. At any rate, here goes. "Such is the pow'r of love in gentle mind that it can...

Confronting the Maid

“Are you ready? No, don’t say anything, I’ll come and check. Goodness, you’ve hardly started. At least you’ve managed to put the corset and stockings on. Heaven knows why it’s taking you so long. What’s that? Yes, I know it’s embarassing but that’s the point, isn’t it? Let me look ... Why haven’t you put the padding in the bra cups? Yes, you do have to, otherwise the dress won’t fit, will it? No, of course it won’t. “Right, at least you’ve understood that. That’s better. Hardly convincing but...

Kalodins Violin

Come over here with me, together we'll watch this vignette from Mrs. M.'s life. Don't be concerned if we don't want to be seen, well then she can't see us. After all this is imagination; right? I promise you won't be sorry. Mrs. M's life is going to become very, what shall I say, stimulated? Okay, now there she is. Certainly lovely and excellent, don't you think? Good genes. Mrs. M's body is the body of a woman in the prime of her matronly years. She is probably 10 pounds heavier than...

Catfight

Chapter 1 The ringing of the doorbell was persistent, accompanied by impatient knocking. Allison hurried down the stairs to open the door. Her little white poodle followed her close behind, barking incessantly. A woman in her late twenties was standing outside. Her long black hair framed a face that was a bit broader than normal, but very beautiful nonetheless. Allison was struck by her eyes. They were green and had a mesmerizing effect. The only thing that these eyes now exuded was hate....

Do I Know You

I’m good. No, not that sort of good, I’m good at what I do. I’m a programmer and I’m there when development reaches the, “Oh shit! We need to get this released next month and there’s still a shedload of testing to do,” stage. That’s when I get called in to test the piece of crap they’ve written and fix the worst of the bugs. All of the bugs? Hah! Don’t kid me. They’ve only given me a month and it would take a year to clean up their piece of junk software properly. So I fix the most obvious...

But I Dont Want to Be a Ghost

Amy Lickbottom was teased mercilessly about the erotic flavor of her last name. She knew her parents were quite proud of their heritage and she kept the name even though she was the butt of nasty remarks wherever she went. Even her passive boyfriend Herman joked about pulling her panties down to see if she could live up to her name. She pretended to be aghast but in all honesty she would have liked Herman to be a little more adventurous than he was in reality. At the time that she decided to...

My First Time and Second and Third and Fourth

It was my freshman year in college and I was out with a few friends on a Friday night. We went to a diner to get something to eat, and Ricky, one of my friends, saw a girl he knew from high school back home who was sitting up at the counter. He got up and, in a few minutes, they came back over and he introduced Amy to us all. As it happened, she sat next to me and I was rather taken with her. She, too, was a freshman, majoring in dramatic arts, blond, about five four, nice figure and quite...

Makeover

Chapter 1: Awakening A terrible nightmare of another life and time fades quickly. I want to be rid of it. I know I’m in a better place. A place I chose to be. I wake up just cool enough that my nipples have hardened in response. It is pitch black. I cannot see anything. I have the sense of lying on the floor. It is covered with soft, sensuous carpeting, which feels more like my red satin sheets. I sit up. The pearly-white walls and ceiling brighten automatically without any discernable light...

Birthday Cum Laude

Ever since my first handjob with my high school boyfriend, I've loved men's cum. I remember like it was yesterday, fishing my boyfriend's stiff prick out of his pants and stroking it up and down. When a huge streak of jizz shot up my arm, I was fascinated by the stuff. While he gasped for air in the driver's seat, I studied it carefully, getting enormously excited by the smell and feel of it. The urge to lick it off my arm was almost unbearable, but I didn't do it on that occasion. Later,...

The Passing Loop

I had been travelling westwards for two days since leaving Moscow. The train had passed over the border into Germany, and in two days more I should be in Paris. It was not a particularly fast train, stopping every now and then, sometimes, it seemed, in the middle of fields, miles from anywhere. At the last stop, a family had joined me in the compartment — husband, wife, boy, youth, and young woman. The train had entered a long stretch of single track. The speed limit on the old rails was a...

Charlotte Was Bad

It was my busy season and I had been putting in long hours trying to meet deadlines and finish projects. As a result I had been neglecting my wife and she finally reached a point where she let me know it. "I've been stuck in this house for a month now and it is time that we go out and do something. I was talking to Stacey (her best friend) and she invited us to go to a party with her and her new boyfriend. I told her that we would be happy to go." I had brought a ton of paperwork home with...