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I knew now, knew without the slightest doubt, what my subconscious had been trying to tell me. The Oasis aftermath. The Gunthers. Or the Meriwethers. Or maybe both. Almost certainly Gunner. I had been the instigator of the Gunthers’ downfall. Was probably the symbol. Hated symbol. And the Gunther collapse was tied directly to the arrests of David and Charles Meriwether. The Buckshot Video was similar to the FaceTime video I’d saved on my laptop. When Greta Gunther blew the head off one of...
When Jack woke up that Monday morning he was not expecting to feel so horny. Not only had Jack woken up with the proverbial boner but he also just felt so aroused and energized in a very sexual sort of way. Jack could only assume that his heightened state of arousal was down to several factors. Firstly ... this had been the first time he had ever slept right through the night totally in the nude. Secondly ... Jack knew he was looking forward to making love to Susan again that night when they...
Pilar is tireless, gotta give her that. She entered Hobo in a couple of sheepdog contests mainly as a lark. And because her beloved border collie would enjoy it, love being outdoors, running, jumping, herding. Turns out he’s good at it. And Pilar must be too. Although it’s harder to tell with the handler. But between them, they started finishing in the money. Well, taking home a ribbon anyway. So Pilar applied herself. Talked with other trainers, owners, breeders. Studied countless videos....
As Jack became aware of his swelling penis he also became cognizant of the fact that everyone else in the room was looking at him and not just Susan. They were looking at him because he still had his pajamas on. At this moment the young Nudism Official, called Gloria, came up to Jack with the last open and unsealed bag and said, “Well, come on, Mr Jack Flynn. The Nudism Lifestyle awaits you!” For some reason Jack had completely forgotten that he was not naked. He had been in his pajamas all...
Under Her Boot by Throne "Are you almost done, you lazy sissy?" From out in the hall, Wife/Mistress Rosanna sounded more impatient than she had a half hour ago, the last time she'd fired this question at her husband. Corey, short and slight, with bland features and pale blond hair worn at collar length, was kneeling on their bedroom floor, wearing only panties and stockings. He had emptied out all the boots from the bottom of her closet, wiped each one down with care, cleaned all...
Eventually these four tourists found a small cafe and sat down and waited to be served. They were soon approached by a young eighteen year old waitress wearing nothing but a very short, red and white apron tied around her trim waist. If you’d asked the waitress she wouldn’t have even had that on but health regulations stipulated an apron as minimal apparel in commercial food preparation establishments. In the first year of Cedarcrest’s Nudity Friendly status these regulations had been a lot...
Just as the sun began to come up Jack rolled over onto his back and yelled, "Jesus!" "Ugh. What? What is it?" Zelda asked, not even half awake. "It felt like a hot knife just went through my spine. I can't move and it hurts. Oh man but it hurts. Quick, roll me over on my belly, please." He moaned, and then grunted as she rolled him over face down on her bed. Another small lump formed just above his tailbone. The festered area pushed up, almost breaking through the skin. "Wait here,...
There they were. Naked. In Matt's bedroom. Matt, Jack, Martin, Sally and Jill. All naked. Jack was surprised. He had just had sex with Sally; he had sex with Matt a couple of days before, but he had no idea that... Martin and Jill were there. Naked. Wow! They both had beautiful bodies, and Jack's cock started to grow. Jill's tits; Martin's cock, wow! Sally closed the door, in silence. Jack couldn't say anything, he didn't want to spoil the moment. So Matt said: "Come here, Jack....
In order to come up with the down to buy BaBoomz, (hey, up with the down!) Vanessa and I have to divest ourselves of our shares in four American solar panel distributors. In sub-Saharan Africa. But it had become time to sell anyway. Gertie explained the evolving situation to us over drinks at BEAR’s on Broadway, “The fucking Chinese are everywhere. They finally started manufacturing their panels in Africa. So it was just a natural extension for them to move into distribution.” Louie-Louie...
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
American Snapshot: In Montana it is illegal to guide sheep onto a railroad track with the intent of damaging the train. Vanessa and I agreed to bring Walker and Pilar back home. We couldn’t hide them forever, although Rebecca Montgomery was enjoying their company enormously. But school. Friends. Life. An FBI agent was still posted in the Wrigley lobby. Gunther wouldn’t be able to board the elevator even if he were foolish enough, or desperate enough, to return for another try. Nor would...
They wasn’t many black folk around where I grew up, but they was a few, and one by the name of Katherine lived right next to us. Her and mom was kinda friendly to each other and sometimes Katherine would come by to visit with us for a spell. We never did visit to their house, I don’t know why. Anyways, Katherine was the first woman I ever seen knocked up. I was just a young-un, about eight or nine years old, but I really took to studying Katherine and askin her and mom all kinds a...
Introduction: White hillbilly has fantasy fulfilled by ebony goddess I aint black. And that’s a cryin shame, cause if’n I was I’d have me a nice big bra-bustin, bubble assed, thick lipped, coal black, negro woman for a wife. You see, they aint much that’s more appealing to this poor ol, skinny, hard workin, hillbilly white trash, than a big ol buxom black woman. I ain’t quite sure when I took such a fancy to them kind, but somehow, them dark thick babes make my hillbilly dick just puff right...
Jack parked his bicycle on the back porch of the house he shared with his sister, Janie, after spending most of the evening working on a term paper at the campus library.After two years of junior college, Jack was getting the hang of life at a big university. But the work was a lot more than he'd experienced at junior college, and that hadn't left much time for a social life. Still, he was looking forward to kicking back with a cold beer and a hot doobie with his sister, who was a year ahead of...
Night has drawn in and the moon casts a silvery glow on the garden. As I sithere naked at the table, I am trying to come to terms with what has happenedtoday. I concentrate on my task. My left arm is firmly emplaced within the boot; I splay my hand inside thefoot to press against the leather, as my right pushes down with the soft cloth;describing firm circles across the smooth skin. The tang of polish mingleswith the aroma of my mistress; I stop for a millisecond and breathe in deeplythrough...
boot-y girl part 1 The sole of his boot was pressed down hard on her face so that it coveredher eyes and crushed her nose down so that she was barely able to breathe..The heel of the boot forced her mouth to be streteched wide open and completelyfilled with his boot-meat. He was bucking the heel of his boot like a cockin her mouth, in and out, forcing her to gag on it, never letting her havea moment to take a breath. Between deep mouth thrusts with his heel, he forcefullyground the sole of...
Introduction: A brother visits his little sister for a night. I barely had time to get in the apartment door before my roommates were on me, both talking at once and more excitedly than Id ever seen before. There was a guy here looking for you, Sarah said, her voice full of mystery. He was huge! He said he was your brother, Ellie said. My brother? I felt my heart quicken as the image of my older brothers face filled my head. Are you sure? I hadnt seen him in six months, the longest wed...
"There was a guy here looking for you," Sarah said, her voice full of mystery. "He was huge!" "He said he was your brother," Ellie said. "My brother?" I felt my heart quicken as the image of my older brother's face filled my head. "Are you sure?" I hadn't seen him in six months, the longest we'd ever been apart. Usually we arranged things before he came to see me, but the last time we'd talked he hadn't mentioned anything about visiting. I didn't want to get...
Cindy got into the cab, she was tired her body ached all over, she had just lost a furious smother fight to Jackie, not only that but also the five thousand dollars they had agreed to fight for. Cindy knew she could easily afford the money but it was the way Jackie had won, forcing her into an orgasmic frenzy while suffocating her unconscious under the heavy pillow had taken her by surprise. Cindy felt certain that if she had not fallen for the sleeper hold right at the beginning of the fight...
VoyeurAll characters and terms including boy and lad refer to people age 18 and over. This talent contest has come to town. It’s something like Britain ’s Got Talent. I thought I’d give ‘em something totally different. It hasn’t been done before. I’m gonna sing Unchained Melody naked with my cock on bone. Keep my erection all through the song. Not as easy as it sounds. Takes some doing. Practised it a few times in my flat. I find the best thing to keep my dick hard is to think of Gareth Gates while...
As he drove south on Interstate 24, Bob was whistling a happy tune. He could not help but be excited. And hard. He was on the outskirts of the city, and another 30 minutes he would be pulling into Sally and Jack’s drive. Tonight, he would be sleeping with Jack’s wife.It was only 30 minutes flying time, but adding in the hour or so for check-in at the airport, and the time it took to get from the airport to Sally and Jack’s, well, he did not mind the not quite four hour drive from his house to...
Introduction: Hillbilly and older ghetto queen have oral reunion The next week I was in a jack-off frenzy just thinking about Miss Jackson and what we had done. I was livin in the outskirts of town in a trailer park. The folks that run the place didn’t let no blacks rent or buy trailers there. On the rare occasions when some black folks come around it usually caused a ruckus. They was some real red-neck bigots living among us, they didn’t go out to hurt nobody or stir up trouble, but they...
I was hoping to hook up with Miss Jackson again but she didn’t have no phone, so it weren’t easy to work out a visit. Plus, if I was to be in the projects at night there would be trouble. I had give her my number and she had called the next day after I seen her but I was workin. It weren’t till over a week later that she called and caught me at the house. She was wanting me to come and get her but I didn’t have no car. I told Miss Jackson that if she could meet me at the grocery out on...
Jack had been a boarder since he was seven. He had been away at school for more than half his life. So home wasn’t really home, and he wasn’t sure his parents were really parents. He was now trundling back home for the summer, the longest period he spent at home. He now had no friends nearby for nearly three months. Being an only child, he and his mother would rattle around the house, and his father would appear for an hour or so most evenings, then after dinner he would disappear to his home...
My first day on the job didn't begin too well I was having trouble picking the orders and finding my way through the companies computer system... I had been hired through my parole officer who's friend a fellow Marine had agreed to give me a chance I was trying my best but I was having a hard time and I made more than a few mistakes so when Mr Jameson called me to his office I thought oh brother here we go fired on the first day that's not going to look good at all! I entered his office it was...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestI watched Alicia talking to us. Not down to us, but just as if she and I were dorm room pals discussing whether to order pizza or heat up some ramen. In other words, she wasn’t trying to convince. That’s a trait I admire. And I believe it comes from self-assurance, from believing that you are right. And that you know the subject, know what you’re talking about. I may test those waters myself, knowing what the fuck I’m talking about. Someday. She said, “We fell into the exaggeration trap...
Every case has its ups and downs. The Edwin Caruthers Foundation is no exception. Yes, I had been discouraged about the race track fatality. Well, not the fatality exactly, but the fact that it hadn’t been a factor, hadn’t been a secret, all along. I went back to Waldo, back to the cozy little bungalow where the Sullivan twins lived and worked. Worked in their bedroom office and, I assumed, lived in the other bedroom. None of my beeswax. I updated them on Woolsey and said, “Print out...
Mother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Even before he was forced to join the Hitler Youth (HJ), Albert Schmidt had been aware that their Wehrsport or military athletics was intended to prepare them to be soldiers when they were older, with the best selected to join the SS. However it was a shock when at short notice he was told to pack and that they were off to Reichsgau Warthegau, so recently liberated from Poland by the heroic Werhmacht. It was a cold and bleak landscape compared with home but most of the boys felt honoured that...
There are sidebar effects, ripple effects, to many of my cases. Oasis was the second time I’d worked directly with the SAIC, Hank Morristown. Earlier he and Daddy had helped me out in California. Hank and I aren’t contemporaries — he’s closer to Daddy’s age. And we certainly aren’t social friends. But we were becoming ... if not fond of each other, familiar. Daddy invited us to one of his backyard gourmet cookouts. He uses ‘gourmet’ ironically because it’s usually just burgers and hot dogs....
Vanessa and I took Lyft to the hotel and checked into the High Line. Overlooking the former elevated railway now converted into one of the most popular parks in New York. She and I were grinning as we unpacked. Why? Here’s a hint - the bellman opened our drapes as wide as they would go. He didn’t say anything, didn’t need to. He saw two hot-looking babes and pegged us correctly - a couple of showoffs. Now Vanessa and I aren’t gigglers, that’s not us. But there were a couple of wide smiles...
Pilar said, ““That’s good about Weinstein, right? The pig.” Vanessa glanced at me, then said, “Yeah, it’s a good thing so many women spoke out. Finally. But it’s not that simple.” Pilar frowned, “Why not?” Gertie said, “Ask Winter.” Walker looked from one of us to the other. Pilar’s hand rested on Hobo’s head. We were Saturday-lounging in our favorite corner booth. BEAR on Broadway. Fortunately we have an in with the owner who reserves the best table in the house for us when he knows...
Matt Striker invited me to meet him for drinks at Chaz. We’d done that once before. And I like the idea that it’s in the Rafael, that there are hotel rooms just upstairs. Instead though, I invited him to the Wrigley for a home-cooked meal. He travels so much, he’ll appreciate the gesture. Although the home-cooked part entailed my heating up pork soup and veal osso buco from Wrigley, the downstairs restaurant. Mainly though I wanted him to meet Vanessa, Walker, and Pilar. He knows I’m...
Pilar waited until Hobo was two to start breeding him. She told Vanessa and me, “He’s in demand; we may as well cash in while we can.” And part of this surprised me. I was neutral on Hobo becoming a father. I assume dogs like pussy just like most boys do. What I hadn’t realized was how valuable some of the puppies might be. Even though we don’t know who Hobo’s ancestors are, there’s already so much talk in the sheepdog world. He’s winning more ribbons at a higher level. Hobo and Pilar are....
Daddy brought Ash Collins to our loft. First visit. Vanessa had picked up the kids; my family was home. Ash gave Hobo the back of his fist to investigate. He’d read the file. Hero Dog. Hobo’s reconnaissance consisted of a thorough sniff-around followed by a single, approving lick. It was now 9 in the morning, still Tuesday, still sunny. I hadn’t peed myself. Ash nodded at Walker and Pilar, “Lose them.” My voice sounded off, “Of course.” Walker opened his mouth, then closed it. Ash looked...
I was driving my red F-150. Gertie in the middle, Harold, shotgun. We were braving suburban Raytown without Columbo, naked without Harold’s bodyguard. Gertie wasn’t complaining about the less-than-comfortable middle seat. She was strapped in and going over today’s lesson with Harold. Again. “This isn’t a whore building, Harold. You’re playing it straight today.” “I know, Gertrude. Market diversification.” Harold, seat belt diagonally across his dark blue blazer, white shirt, Trumpian red...
After a satisfying solo dinner at Ruth’s - I went with Ahi Tuna, rare, instead of a steak - I was back in my Hilton room. Opening a bottle of red, which I also wouldn’t put on my FBI expense sheet. I’m not 100% altruistic though; Gertie will find a way to write the evening off. I’d rather face the IRS than Ash Collins. I was just chillin’. Looking out over city lights, one of my favorite sights. Hey, lights and sights. Phone call. Walker. Good, I’m just in the mood to talk with my little New...
I’d kept the FBI-seized grey Escalade, circa 2015, while I was back in Kansas City. It had been my intention all along to stock up, go back to Texas, and fuck Bob Randolph over. And now my stock was sitting next to me as we barreled south through Missouri, a corner of fucking Kansas, down Oklahoma and north Texas into Dallas / Ft. Worth. I smiled at Kim Rhee, one of Harold’s little whores. Borrowed for an illegal sting. I picked the youngest looking one available. He smiled back, happy with...
Wendy sat looking out of her bedroom window, since losing her job at the fashion house it had become a part of her routine, between the workouts at the gym and studying history she had wondered about the regular flow of beautiful athletic women who came to her neighbors apartment. Now, as she sat thinking, she watched as another woman paid the cab driver and began to walk up the driveway. This was the third woman this week. Wendy looked at her closely as she walked slowly up the driveway, she...
Erotic FictionAmazon - Part 11: Boot Camp By Itinerant Edited by Amelia R Biographer's Note: This is Nicole's story. It covers those events and people she finds notable in her life and chooses to share. If you have problems with it, take it up with her. I'm just a glorified stenographer. ********** Wednesday, April 7, 2275 The Settlement Interlude 2: Nicole paused in her narrative, stretched, and checked the time. "Oh my! We've managed to while away the entire...
My grandmothers sister has always been close to me, I have been able to talk to her about everything. She knows everything about my fetish and we have talked allot about it, she seems to be quite curious about it. Lets call her Ella. She is 37 years older than me, she is blond with a fit boddy and everythin. She has shoe size euro 41, I have been borrowing shoes from her manny times. She doesn´t look a day older than 40, I prommise!When I was 19 I was going to her at her house, she lives about...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Army Boot Camp - BBW STYLE!Chapter 1Back when I was in the army, I spent a few years as a boot camp instructor. It was always an interesting experience watching a group of completely disorganized, scared, and naive group of strangers turn into a cohesive, trained platoon of soldiers.Cohesion and teamwork are key, and as a drill sergeant, I always emphasized that they would only get through the course together. If they chose to argue, bicker and work against each other, they wouldn't make it...
Jacky was a 55 year old blond Yorkshire lassie, 5ft 8”, nice and busty 36B, I guess, a little bit of middle age spread but great legs. She was once good looking but her face was wrinkled and framed in a pair of oval glasses. She used to try and dress 20 years younger which revealed bits and pieces a little too much.She was the careers co-ordinator in our college. She was also a bit talkative and overbearing. Once she engages you, you want to run. She was not very popular with the other staff....
BOOT SHOPPING by Throne Teressa called and said I should be ready for her to pick me up in fifteen minutes. She didn't say where we were going or why. What she did say was that I should put on the new underwear she had gotten me. The sleeveless undershirt and jockey shorts were meant for a boy, not a 22 year old like myself. They were bright green and covered with images of the popular cartoon character Spongy Rob and his animated friends. Worse, they were much too small for me,...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
Jack was woken again by a sharp jab in the ribs by his naked father. “Come on you two” he demanded. “We need to get some breakfast and get going. We have a long drive ahead of us if we are to get to Fresno tonight for your cousin Vinnie’s wedding tomorrow.” Jack sat up and looked around. He looked over to where Randall Adams and Rachel Tims had been. They were gone. Jack looked up and down the street and saw people slowly clearing up from the night before - only now they were all dressed...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Heather grinned with a gleam in her eyes, told me she would be over to my swimming pool within five minutes, and then quickly disappeared into her house. I went into my house, took off all of my clothes, wrapped a large beach towel around myself, and then went out to my swimming pool to wait on Heather. I didn’t have to wait long until Heather came through the gate in the wooden privacy fence between my front yard and the back yard where my pool is just inside the fence. She was wearing a...
MasturbationUther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
Boot Camp Blues By Deputy Duffy In northern Vermont there's an old school building that was used once asthe State Police Training Facility. Some vandals had trashed the place recently,and Deputy Johns and I were sent up there to play janitor. And I certainlywasn't happy about it. But then, in the debris of some vandalized wooden lockers,I found these papers -- letters from a girl to her sister. It was kind of strange at first to read them, but it was also kind of titillating,too. It took some...
Introduction: I finally remember where I know Jack from, HELL. The Story of Ann Chapter 5 They Call me Jack I followed Jack outside not knowing why he wanted to talk to me. I hoped it was not to ask me out as if he did I was going to refuse. I had learned my lesson after going through three husbands since I was seventeen. There was something about him and it troubled me in a way. I felt I knew him from somewhere I just could not remember. Jack took me over to his truck where Frank was...
I followed Jack outside not knowing why he wanted to talk to me. I hoped it was not to ask me out as if he did I was going to refuse. I had learned my lesson after going through three husbands since I was seventeen. There was something about him and it troubled me in a way. I felt I knew him from somewhere I just could not remember. Jack took me over to his truck where Frank was standing and Jack said, “Ann, I want you to have this truck.” “I couldn’t Jack,” I replied. “I only want...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...