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Based on a March 29, 1916 New York Sun newspaper column and the 1927 book "Archy and Mehitabel," both by Don Marquis This may be archived/posted anywhere. Just give credit where credit is due, thanks! Cockroach By Pretzelgirl dear boss, you don't know me but i am andy the cockroach. i live in the wall behind your computer. i thought this might be a good way to introduce myself by writing you a letter. i have meant to do this for a long time, but you never leave your...
I am Salman, 37 years old, average body doing job in accounts office of a Multinational company who involve in geology activities. It happened in a train during travel Rawalpindi to Karachi. My company selected me and my colleague for a course of accounting Financial Analysis in PIMS Karachi. We both decided to travel on train as its fascinate both of us. We had booking in Green line Train which start from Islamabad and then Rawalpindi. We chose Rawalpindi as we both live in Rawalpindi. I am...
=== Travel Agency: Scouts === by Trismegistus Shandy This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. Feel free to repost or mirror it on any noncommercial website or mailing list. The Travel Agency setting is used with Morpheus' permission; thanks to Morpheus for beta-reading the first draft. "Travel Agency: Scouts" first appeared on the morpheuscabinet mailing list in January 2013; a slightly different version appeared on...
Jason woke earlier than usual, and felt an emerging sense of unease. He knew the feeling, and it was of danger. He waited until he was due to go on his run, which was when the most senior guard would be awake, and alerted him to his premonitions. “This is an emerging problem of some sort. I do not get the sense it is today. The threat is developing towards me. Please inform the Emperor’s guards to be extra alert, and ready for an attack, and for the battleship and Marines to similarly be...
Brian, when talking with Abbie on Friday night, quietly thanked her for helping Mark get to this point. And how pleased he is that Mark’s friends are so accepting and welcoming. There are more hoops Mark still has to jump through, and Brian hopes Abbie and Tim could be at Wilde Peacock tomorrow afternoon. Brian is going to take Mark there for the first time.Abbie laughs, telling Brian he will be introducing Mark to the Peacock in full force. Tomorrow is Phoebe’s annual bar birthday. The...
TransTravel Surprises-Background - By Stats Recall: In "Travel Surprises", Janice had gotten her husband, Bob, to board a plane with his feminine lingerie and clothes hidden under his street clothes. He thought they were going to Portland to buy a female wardrobe for him. Bob has to don his female persona when the airline hostess mistakenly discovers that Janice's travel companion is a girl. As they fly past Portland Bob learns his first travel surprise, their destination is really San...
Hi, his is Krishna () doing my final year college studies. I’m a fair, chubby (not fat obese) guy 6 feet tall. The people I know always say that I’ve a girly body structure and they poke me teasingly. Yeah it’s sometime embarrassing to have such a breast like chest. Ok let me describe my first story here. This happened when I was in 12th std holiday vacation. I was to travel to Bangalore for my vacation. I planned to travel by bus since it was overcrowded a got a seat at the last row of the...
Gay MaleI would like to narrate the experience of a friend of mine , which runs back to early 90’s and who was of my age and my co traveler during the daily ride from Borivili to Churchgate in the morning and in the reverse direction in the evening . One evening whilst returning from work and awaiting the arrival of a train which we normally travel by , my friend insisted that we board a particular compartment , which he identified after peeping into several compartments as we walked the stretch of the...
"Cocktease," he had called her, out of earshot of her husband and his wife. In retrospect, perhaps she had overdone it a bit from time to time. A flash of lace now and again, a breast resting snugly against his arm as she poured him another glass of wine, a little parting of the lips and quick swish of the tongue as they said goodnight following visits. Truth be told, these had been more for herself than to titillate David. That he may have been frustrated by these events had not really...
Quickie SexSandy Evens was troubled. She was, for the first time in her fifteen years as a travel writer, a successful travel writer at that, at a loss for words. Standing naked in front of the hotel bedroom mirror, applying her mascara, Sandy couldn’t decide how to approach her most recent experiences in Cape Town, a city at the southern tip of Africa. Writing about Table Mountain, taking the cable car to the top, describing the beautiful panoramas of the city, the sea, the visit to Robben Island (where...
ThreesomesCindy, who had gotten by so far on her good looks, only saw other pretty girls that lived lives of ease and luxury on social media and TV. Those girls just got to look cute, and people gave them clothes, apartments, and cars. Cindy, herself, had a few thousand Instagram and TikTok followers, who delighted in seeing her dance to mindless bimbo pop or racy hip-hop. In her pictures and videos, she showed her large tits and round ass in panties and bras, kept an Amazon wishlist, and some of her...
Travel Trouble My wife Mary and I had recently retired and had sold out house and boughta motor home. We disposed of everything we couldn't carry with us andsaid goodby to our friends. We decided to use our new freedom to see someof this great country and become full timers. Along the way we took inCivil War battlefields and other interesting places. A month into ourjourney, I stopped to fill up with diesel fuel...
This story is written and intended for the enjoyment of adults only. Please send any comments to [email protected]. I love hearing from you. Travel Trouble Written by 4play My wife Mary and I had recently retired and had sold out house and bought a motor home. We disposed of everything we couldn't carry with us and said goodby to our friends. We decided to use our new freedom to see some of this...
This story is written and intended for the enjoyment of adults only. Please send any comments to [email protected]. I love hearing from you. Travel Trouble Written by 4play My wife Mary and I had recently retired and had sold out house and bought a motor home. We disposed of everything we couldn=t carry with us and said goodby to our friends. We decided to use our new freedom to see some of this great country and...
The figure sat forlornly by the side of the road: the backpack looked almost as big as she was. A car pulled up a few feet away. "I'm going south if you want a lift..." The girl looked up and smiled weakly. She struggled to lift the load, so Luke got out of the car and walked to where it lay on the ground. "Here, let me!" She got into the front and did up the seatbelt. "How long have you been on the road?" "Dunno ... all day..." "And have you eaten anything today?" She shook...
Traveler Copyright 2000 by Samantha Michelle. Permission given to post on FictionMania and Crystal's, and Sapphire's. Standard warning and disclaimer: All characters are fictional. If you see yourself, buy a new mirror. Contains subjects some people may find offensive. If you are one of them, why are your reading this? Protect your kids. If you are worried about them reading this sort of material, please censor free speech and use a safe surfing program such as net nanny. Or...
I was traveling from my home town to Delhi, early morning flight and I was at the airport on time and checked in, I went through the security check and got seated in the waiting area. I get a cup of coffee and at the coffee counter a Sardar was also getting his coffee, our eyes met and I gave him a brief smile, he smiled back and we parted ways. If you do not know, I have a thing for Sardars and my friends call me a Sardarmagnet, cause where I go they follow or appear..lol!Well back to the...
Gay MaleWhy do they schedule appointments late Friday afternoon? Easy, they are one of the world’s largest companies, certainly the largest in their industry and one of our biggest customers. Also, our rep can’t seem to say no, and no skin off his back, he is driving distance. Worse, the meeting is in Hartford, and if you have ever tried to get a flight anywhere from Hartford on Friday evening, you know there might not be one and if there is, connections and layovers are involved. And it’s snowing –...
Hello guys… This is chocolate… Im from Tamilnadu. Im 24, dark, normal body. Now I’m going to share a experience I had recently. It’s really true experience. Story about a bus travel with a stranger girl. That day I wanted to travel from Coimbatore to Nagercoil. And I already booked a seat on a Non Ac seater. But as that season was semester ending for college I couldn’t get seat on front or middle. While booking a seat I just found that there’re some free window seat on middle side of the bus....
After going thru many stories in here, I would like to narrate an incident which happned abtou 3 years back. I was 24 Years old and had just joined family business. As I was a new to family business, in earlier days I was given some field works, so as I can get the knowledege of field work and then would I be given the training inside office. I was told to get the air tickets for one of our clients for Kolkatta on an urgent basis. I was recomended to our regular travel agents who were just...
A cool wind blew through the green fields on the outskirts of Morens under blue springtime skies. The road that cut through the middle of those fields, as well as the town to which it led, had never been particularly busy, except maybe at harvest time. Today, however, four sets of feet wearing well-used boots marched up the dusty gravel path. A young man in his early 20's and three young women strode wearily toward the town of sheds and huts. As they passed through town, the people, farmers...
Fantasythat's not long story. only Case statement about me! i will travel to Europe in may. and i want do sex with More women in this part of the world. i am eastern man. and i have problem with my country and my community, in my place or things are taboo, because the religion is a basic in our life. may be i will go to German and Italy and Sweden and Poland. and i make love and sex with 30 women! i want that, if you read my story. please try to be one of the this 30 womans! thank you for all!that's...
Neil plopped his travel and computer bag in the open closet area of his latest room which happened to be a Radisson Hotel. It was another faceless room in another faceless City and he was tired from the road. He peered over at the bed and it looked inviting. His watch said 4:30 and he thought to himself he had probably crossed a time zone making it actually an hour later. So much for calls for today he thought. The lure of that bed was too much and he decided to take a quick nap before heading...
Chapter 1 I'm pretty satisfied with my life and how I live. 35 years old, divorced, comfortably off and with no real responsibilities or worries and a job that I enjoy and get a sense of accomplishment from. Some years ago I went into partnership with a couple of friends and we operated a small but highly technical 'Machine Tools and Precise Fittings' workshop employing a small but highly qualified staff who are paid them well and rewarded for extra productivity and loyalty. I no longer...
Hai. This is Ashok from Chennai, aged 32 yrs and an avid fan of ISS and this also happens to be my first submission to ISS and its a real happening which is just four months old. I am working with a MNC as Trainer, which involves a lot of travelling and am always away from home for more than 25 days in a month with a very tight working schedule. I was looking for a break and I happened to take leave for a week and i decieded to head for Goa, a Place Which I Was Longing to Visit. On May 2009, I...
TRAVELS (GAY TALES)As a follow-up to my Lesbian Tales entitled TRAVELS, I will use the same approach with gay men telling stories about their sex life when they are travelling.ROBERT (30 years-old. Single. Top gay. American. Clean-cut and handsome salesman.)I was told Switzerland was pretty uptight when it came to sex. I don’t know if it depends which part of Switzerland you go to, but I found Geneva very open-minded. I travel to a different country in Western Europe every two years. I started...
This work of adult fiction is a learning exercise in descriptive creative writing. The descriptive vignettes are intended to facilitate illustration with a series of photographs or video clips. The story may be used as a grand game to be played between two lovers and not the sole basis for their relationship.Travels of an Aristocratic Odalisque chapter 1:PROLOGUE: The aristocratic woman is from a very powerful and diabolical family responsible for crimes, political intrigues and ruining...
Hi, like most people here, I have been reading iss stories and can relate to most of the incidents. I’d like to share my experiences. I travel often. I enjoy sitting next to women as it gives me a lot of pleasure when their bodies rub against mine. I never initiate any action from my but if they are also in same mood and give me hints of them enjoying too then I too give them company. One such occasion I was traveling from bangalore to chennai. It was unplanned journey so I had to take a normal...
This story is written and intended for the enjoyment of adults only ???? This story is written and intended for the enjoyment of adults only.? Please send any comments to [email protected].? I love hearing from you. ?????????????????????????????? Travel Trouble ??????????????????????????????????????? Written by 4play ???? My wife Mary and I had recently retired and had sold out house and bought a motor home.? We disposed of everything we couldn=t carry with us and said goodby to our...
It had been a long day for Nick Jackson. He had two more nights left on his five-day training stint in the small college town. He worked for a software company and had been flown down to instruct a new client’s employees on how to use the program for maximum benefit. After picking up a small salad and taking it to his room, he decided to hit the hotel bar for a glass of chardonnay. The place had a smattering of other business travelers peppered out amongst the tables – and actually there was at...
“Sally, do you have our girl selected yet?” Captain David Reid asked his head flight attendant. He was sitting in the cockpit with his co-pilot, First Officer Link Wells. They were getting the plane ready for takeoff for their flight to the Virgin Islands.Sally, a lovely buxom brunette, just smiled. “I have one in mind, captain,” she said seductively. “Reddish-brown hair, blue eyes, nice tits, and a sexy ass. She’s in seat 3B. I will ask her once we are up in the air and I get all the drinks...
OccupationsTravel Surprises - By Stats "Bob, will you quit arguing. We have agreed for some months now that we would shop for clothes in Portland. It is just a simple matter of taking a morning plane from Tacoma to Portland. Renting a car in Portland. Go to a couple of shopping malls to buy a complete Christmas wardrobe for you. Spend the night on the town. And we return on Sunday afternoon. Now don't distract me, I see the Airport exit is the next right and I don't want to miss...
Hi ISS Readers, I am Ballu (Balwant) again this is my second story, It happened in my last narration was “Enjoyment With Adviser” and was a very short and loving story… Next incident happened couple of years back @ Ahmedabad, you can contact me at This happened when I was working in a reputed institute (Educational Institute) as a Faculty Assistant. Where in for conference I had to coordinate with Travel Agent, there was one particular Agent Her Name further I will mention as “Amrita” (Name...
A/N: Remember to press the "Start Game" button on your right. Many thanks to Vintem for the cover which you can see here All characters feautred in the story are ages 18 and above. So, time travel is actually possible. You didn't need any more proof as you just drove one into a barn and back in the 1970s where you're around the same age as your mom and dad, around the ages of 19-21. Thankfully, mom and dad talked about their lives a lot when they first met, enough that you know what exactly...
I, Oliver Tress, considered myself to be a good lover and she agreed. Nevertheless; she had had numerous affairs and she had left me several times for other guys. She eventually would grow tired of them or the other way around and she would return to me begging for forgiveness and I would always take her back. Why did I take her back? Because in bed; she could bat your balls right out of the park. You know what I mean. Gina loved to drink and party. It didn't take much booze to really get...
I, Oliver Tress, considered myself to be a good lover and she agreed. Nevertheless; she had had numerous affairs and she had left me several times for other guys. She eventually would grow tired of them or the other way around and she would return to me begging for forgiveness and I would always take her back. Why did I take her back? Because in bed; she could bat your balls right out of the park. You know what I mean. Gina loved to drink and party. It didn't take much booze to really get...
TRAVELS (LESBIAN TALES)Many of the lesbians I know or I’ve met, single or married, told me that much of the exciting sex they have had was on a trip, either a holiday or business. Here are a few examples, although all are fictitious, written as if they were narrated to me. MANDY (Single. 40 years old. Canadian. Brunette, rather plain face, nice body)I was never one to “go south” during our long cold winters, but last year I was fed up by the time Christmas came around and went to a travel...
‘Cocktease,’ he had called her, out of earshot of her husband and his wife. In retrospect, perhaps she had overdone it a bit from time to time. A flash of lace now and again, a breast resting snugly against his arm as she poured him another glass of wine, a little parting of the lips and quick swish of the tongue as they said goodnight following visits. Truth be told, these had been more for herself than to titillate David. That he may have been frustrated by these events had not really...
I grunted with satisfaction, and so did Sissy, as my thick meat slid home within the adorable, fourteen-year-old's ass, turned up submissively to receive me. Obviously, I had found a way to become comfortable with — hell, delighted with — my shocking discovery of a few months back, to wit: that my own kid, a mere eighth-grader at the time, was secretly a cock-craving, would-be slut. At first, I was shocked, and extremely disappointed. At the time, I was to learn, Sissy had not yet done...
Arriving at the Gare St. Lazare, you'll be tempted to hop into one of the omnipresent Parisian taxis to carry you and all your luggage straight to your hotel. But before you do so, why not do what les Parisiennes do? Take a quick walk over to Printemps or Lafayettes, the large department stores just around the corner from the train station, and pick out a selection of naughty French lingerie. It's one of my favourite activities when traveling to Paris, and this trip would be no...
So if the title of this article makes you gasp, you now know why. I use the word cocksucking because it is what it is. It is not a blowjob; I am not blowing on it. It is not fellatio or giving head. I am sucking on a cock, and I have little shame in using such jargon. Besides, the very word, cocksucking, is an aggressive word, it sounds more sinister, more forceful. There is no weight to the other words.Cocksucking is a lost art, and in an age where sex is deemed as something impersonal,...
Synopsis Whoever said that it's better to travel hopefully than to arrive had never travelled by air, as Peter Blake was to find out to his cost. But just who did the large suitcase belong to, and exactly what was the connection with the woman who awoke in the strange house, considerably the worse for wear? This is a longer length story, so set aside some time, sit back and enjoy. TRAVELLING HOPEFULLY By Charlotte Dickles 1 INTRODUCING PETER They say that troubles come in...
Lorraine works at the library, my home away from home. Over time, we’ve learned each other’s names, say hi upon greeting, and sometimes chitchat when things are slow. She’s older than I am and sometimes dresses a bit frumpy, but just when I’ve forgotten about them, she’ll wear a long, clingy t-shirt under a sweater that makes clear how big her boobs are. I love that about her. That and her way with subtle innuendos that keep me guessing whether I’m mistaking something innocent or being...
I am a traveling man. I sell all sorts of products for the company that I work for. I am on the road quite a bit, and I have to set up displays at various conventions, in a lot a major cities. I pulled into the parking lot of a hotel in a small Oklahoma City a while back, traveling between Oklahoma City and Dallas. It was about five in the afternoon and although I needed to be in Dallas the next morning to set up for a convention, I needed some rest. stepped into the hotel front door, the...
OccupationsThe elevator ride is short, as the hotel is far from a high-rise. On the way up she is all over me, hand gripping my balls while she stands on her toes to kiss me, pressing her breasts into my chest. When her tongue is not forcing its way into my mouth, she is firmly biting my lip, not enough to hurt, but close…The door opens at my floor. She lets me off the back wall of the elevator and we step out. “Concierge level. Not unexpected given Mel’s familiarity.” The floor is abandoned on Friday...
It was a calm quiet morning in suburbia, birds chirping, sun shining, everything was peaceful. Until the banging began. The whole neighbourhood were fed up of the mad bastard and his mad science. Loud banging and the alarming sound of an explosion or two shattered the peace and serenity of a perfect morning. The truth was, Dr Matt Stone was on the verge of a major breakthrough. He couldn't care less about the angry menopausal woman hammering on his front door, demanding he keep the noise down....
TRAVELS WITH MY AUNT (LESBIAN) - PART 3 (Final)Standing at the door was a young blonde, probably my age, in a short summer dress. Her hair was drawn in a pony-tail like mine. I couldn’t see her face much as both her hands covered it. « Angela…I told you…ohhhhhh », Charlene said , her voice fading.My aunt put her hand on her mouth and fell on the bed in an uncontrollable fit of laughter.« Go ahead…laugh », Charlene replied, looking rather cross.« I’m sooooo sorry, I just forgot », the girl...
TRAVELS WITH MY AUNT (LESBIAN) – PART 2While I watched Melissa’s asscheeks sway from side to side in her tight skirt, my aunt was herself delighting at the sight of Charlene’s elongated full buttocks jiggling in a skirt which seemed too large for her. In my excitement at the lingerie shop, I forgot to describe Charlene or maybe the whole thing was a blurr at the time. My aunt’s fling was an attractive, tall blonde, a real one, with a bony body, rather athletic with breasts you didn’t notice...
TRAVELS WITH MY AUNT (LESBIAN) PART II always thought my aunt Melissa was so cool. Since I was little, she always brought me gifts, nothing expensive but always something thoughtful, whenever she visited me and my mother. My mother always called her a “spinster” with a short nervous laugh whenever I asked her if aunt Melissa had once been married. She rarely mentioned her. When it was time for me to go to college, I chose a college which was located a short drive from my aunt. She had told me:...
It was my Sophomore year in College and once again my girlfriend was too busy with homework to spend time with me. We hadn't done anything sexual in a while so I was feeling deprived and extremely horny. I needed to jack off like crazy but my roommate was in the room so I went to the bathroom in the food court building.It was a quiet place. There was only one guy in there and he was at the urinal. I figured he would leave soon so I sat on the stall and took my six-inch erection out and started...
I often reminisce of the days when my job required travel and meeting a lot of interesting people. I was much younger and good looking then and I guess I was born with a talent for not only selling, but for persuasion. I had charm, a silver tongue, and a high level of lust for women. I had a lot of success in both selling my product and in getting the ladies to melt. In my hands. My desires for sowing my oats and my sweet talking talents were a perfect blend for the 7-8 year tour that still...
Traveling for work was never my favorite part of the job but I didn’t really mind it. Hell, it got me out of the house for days at a time which was something I needed every once and a while. With my husband and two kids, the term “me time” was pretty much nonexistent. The added bonus of it all being on the company dime was just an added bonus. This trip was a little different though. Normally, I traveled alone and my sales pitches were done solo. This week I had Scott, our newest salesman with...
Wife Lovers"On the road again . . ." Willie Nelson's trademark song. It describes my professional life - ever on the road. That brings me to my latest interesting encounter.I had dinner at a new Mexican restaurant this evening. I dined alone, as is most common. While 1/2 way through my meal, a strikingly attractive woman entered the restaurant and was seated at a table next to me. As she passed, we made eye contact and smiled. I suggested she order what I had, as it was delicious. She smiled again and...
Sometime after ten o'clock, following a late administrator's meeting about next year's school year, I pulled into a truck stop that I drove past every day but had never stopped at and went directly to the restroom...barely able to keep from pissing myself...still half an hour from home. I walked into the restroom and went directly to a stall, pulled out my cock and began pissing. From a stall directly behind me, I heard someone say, "Hey cocksucker, we have an audience." I looked behind me, to...
The bus driver came into the restroom and stood right next to me at the long urinal trough. As he unzipped and reached in to fish out his dick, he leaned over uncomfortably close to me, staring down at my exposed dick, and whispered in a husky, emotion-filled voice, "Boy, that's some great looking piece of meat you got, there." And with that, he hauled out a man-sized, already partially erect, perfect penis, sort of hefting it for my inspection. He turned slightly towards me as if offering the...
Bryan and I made it to Albuquerque two days before my dad passed away peacefully. We remained for the funeral and the family gatherings that followed. Those days remain a blur in my memory. Clearly, between my father's passing, the funeral and the family interactions, there were no opportunities for Bryan and me to be intimate; not that I wanted to be intimate under these circumstances. The slight respite gave me some time to search my soul about the events of the past week without a...
TabooHI, I am Ayan from pakistan Hyderabad meri Age 27 year hai or mein good looking hon. Aj mein ap ko apni real story btane jarha hon. Mien marketing mien hon jis ki wajha say mujhy daily traveling karni parti hai. Ek dafa mujhy ek city say dosre city jana tha takreban 400 kilo meter ki traveling karni thi, garmio ky din thay maie nay apni seat book karwadi A.C Ven mien or mujhy sab say last wali seat mili window k sath wali mujhy us waqt gussa aya ky last wali seat de di mujhy . lekin jab gari...
Come closer children, and I shall reveal to you one of the stories they don’t teach in school. This is what history is really about: dreams, and fools, and the times when the two cross paths. In the early days of the last century, rumor held that great fortunes were to be made by any w ho were hardy enough to go to the great frozen wastes of northern most North America. There were wild stories of gold by the ton, and rubies by the bushel, and mink by the mile. Eventually these stories...