Forgotten Love
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Knight Kevin – The Free City of Hargone Angela’s face hardened at my pronouncement of her crimes and the declaration that her name was attainted and stricken from the rolls of the Knights Deute. The wind from the desert whipped at her fiery hair. We stood on the outskirts of Hargone, the Halani Desert’s sands only a block away. Crowded tenement buildings made of yellow-white mud loomed around us. The pedestrians on the streets hurried inside, leaving it empty. I didn’t care. My focus was on...
Not Forgotten by Tanya H It was my habit to smoke my first cigarette of the day on my balcony overlooking the river. I called it my balcony because nobody else used it, but really it was the landing at the head of the fire escape that zig-zagged down the back of the old mill where I lived and worked. The murky waterway wasn't actually a river, but a canal, bounded on each side by old warehouses and factories. I didn't like to smoke in my room, though I wasn't really sure why...
Our story begins with a recent refurbishment of a local theater. The local tabloids had done recent articles on the theater: when it was first constructed, its passings of ownership, and its slow decay with the poor economic times. Our two lovebirds had first fallen in love at this theater. They had been following these news articles with building interest as the week passed, for these articles were the build up to the first show of the refurbished theater. The two lovebirds had made a date of...
CHAPTER 1 _____________________ Beau Lovejoy was pretty much a nerd when he was young. He loved to read, and he was completely addicted to comic books, but anything that wasn't grounded in reality would do. He was always lost in some fantasy or another, and the real world seemed rather mundane in comparison. At least, it did until he discovered something even more facinating. Women. When he was a boy, he found girls annoying, and he actually tried to...
"Shoot," replied Kevin. "I have to go out of town for a couple of days. Might turn into a week. It's for my dad's company. They need me to approve some things since...you know." Kevin did know. He nodded to his friend, who was stroking his finger around the brim of his glass. The crowd in the bar was dying down, and the music was low enough to have a normal conversation now. Steven seemed to actually enjoy being away from the house for a bit. "So what's the favor?" Kevin...
She wanted him to tie her up.I need to feel the biting in my wrists. I need to feel the pressure. I need to feel the security. I need to feel the control, the worry, the weight melt away. I need to feel the trust I have in you with a physical presence. I need.She was bound to the chair. Each wrist tethered to its matching knee. Each leg tied to a chairs leg. Her chest and torso married to the back of the chair.The blind fold was a surprise. She was not expecting her sense of sight being taken...
BDSMHi I m Rajesh. This is a true story of mine how I turned to a bottom gay. This girly feeling started from my adolescent boyhood at the age of 18.This happened long ago but it changed my life always having an urge of getting my tight asshole fucked by different strong irony top gay.Then I was 5’ 5” high with slim body weighing 45 kg and narrow waist and wiggling high hips and 32” soft chest exposing tiny male buds like undeveloped boobs., I was then reading in class IX in a city high school...
Gay Male=== Unforgotten === by Trismegistus Shandy This story is released under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. You may repost it on other sites, for instance, or write new stories based on it, as long as you give me credit and release your own stories under the same license. My other stories on this site are released under Creative Commons license as well, though I may have forgotten to put the license notice on some of...
I did give Ashley a few minutes of attention once we returned to our home. Her prediction that we would be having an orgy proved to be correct. I woke up with all six ladies draped over my naked body. It took a few minutes and a bit of effort to lift their bodies enough to allow me to slide out from under them and make my way to the small shower in the back of the room. I was carefully washing off the remnants of our play when Miki stumbled into the shower. She put her arms around me and...
Domestication began with the first contact with the human, this was the stance of the pack as it was the stance of the leader. The leader had no name. None of them had names. They did not understand the concept of language, and many of them if given the opportunity would defer, and flea to be with the others safe and serene in the community of the pack. Smith shuddered to think he’d once been like them. Afraid. Now he spent most of his time among the humans, moving with them, laughing with...
Why am I naked? she wondered. She touched herself, taking note of how sensitive her nipples were, like they'd been suckled on, perhaps even bitten. Her hand wandered down toward her pubic area, which was sore and moist. Did she have a wet dream? But that wouldn't explain how she'd come to be so uncomfortable. Or why she had such a bitter taste that lingered in her mouth. She rose from her bed and headed toward the bathroom adjacent to her room. She was about to head for the shower...
[email protected] 12/20/2010 Author's Note: None of this is real. This may or may not be based on something real, but even if it was (and I'm not telling if it is real or fake) obviously names would have been changed, and locations shifted. If this was real, which it may or may not be. I think that if you want to know if it was real, there's an email above, and you can ask. Or you can just enjoy the story. I hope you enjoy it. I like this one. -Duskshade Lost and...
Mid-June, 2001 Counselor: And you think she knows everything now? Patient: I don’t know what she knows. She had to have seen the pictures, she probably saw my real name… It won’t be hard to put the pieces together. Counselor: But she didn’t confront you. Patient: No. I was asleep. I woke up, the pictures were out on my desk, and she was gone. Counselor: Let me guess, she’s not answering her phone. Patient: Or her door. Counselor: Can we talk about… Patient: (angrily) This… is what I...
A Not Soon Forgotten AnniversaryIt's a scene that won't soon be forgotten. Through the trees and looking out through the mountain peaks is a glorious sunset. Their faces turn a beautiful shade of orange and pink as the sunset reflects on them. The sun shines through the clouds sending rays of light bursting into the sky above them. The Aspens have turned lovely shades of yellow and orange. They provide a beautiful complement to the shades of the sky. Hand in hand they walk the rest of the way...
The journey home wasn't too long, and all the seats had been occupied. I saw an elderly lady struggling to stay standing with the constant movements and jostling of the train. I stood up offering her my seat and she gracefully accepted. I smiled down at her, as she smiled back at me. Taking my hand, she opens and brushes her fingers along my open palm, which made me wonder what she was doing as it sent a shudder through my whole body. She scans my palm, and then looks up at me, excitement...
EPISODE IVCrimson & CloverWe decide for our anniversary to go for a ride in the country, having a picnic lunch packed with a bottle of red table wine & a blanket. Just the two of us this time. We drove for quite some time, until we drove way out into the boonies, big time! We spotted this huge field of clover growing on the right side of the country road, so we found a dirt road leading into it. Bob's road, I presumed? Ha ha. Driving in just far enough not to be spotted from the road,...
I was in my English class and Miss Hulbertson was passing out the papers we'd written as homework the first day of school, commenting on what she liked about some and what needed to be improved with others. She already knew each person by name and could tell each one something specific about his or her paper. She had only one paper left when she came over to me. "Oh, Mark, I can't tell you how impressed I was with your paper about the Empire State Building. You made it seem so real, so...
She came waltzing up and gave him a rather quick kiss on the cheek, one that startled him and had him spill his drink onto his sky blue shirt, leaving dark splattered marks. His annoyance was clearly written on his face as she plopped down in her seat, picked up her fork and stabbed some leafy greens without so much as an apology for her tardiness. His glare was finally met when she brought her the fork fork to her mouth and noisily chomped down on it. There was a smirk on her face that...
"Hi mom! How's it going?" he asked. "Steven! Were you away?" Margo asked. "I had no idea. How are you?" Steven sighed. "I'm all right, mom. Just very busy. Is Kevin there?" "I think he is. Maybe? I'll check," she said, turning around and yelling for Kevin, who rushed toward the laptop. "Hey buddy! What's up? How's the trip?" "I'll tell you all about it later. What are you guys up to?" "I was going to help your mom with her yoga exercises. The other day...
The Forgotten Island Caribbean Sea 1735 Aboard the SS Sharon Day 1 The main mast had shattered to pieces after the last wave washed over. Half the crew was washed overboard, the other half was in complete disarray. Captain Steven Blitzen took a moment to gather his thoughts.’ If I can get turned INTO the waves…’ After the last series of waves, mixed with the reef they were just now bouncing against, he doubted he had a rudder left to steer with. He ran to the empty spot once held by his...
By the time Paul’s car pulled into the garage of the house, Jessie could feel the fatigue a day at the mall brought. Before the entered the house a pounding of feet could be heard coming down the stairs inside Mrs. Smythe greeted them at the door. She wore a blue apron that read ‘kiss the cook’ over her round frame. Flour was sprinkled on the apron and from the yummy smells coming from the kitchen, Jessie knew she was baking. She frowned when she saw Paul carrying two shopping bags and...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. All characters in this story are over the age of 18-years-old Summer Romance Never Forgotten, #5 We all have lost a love one and think about what may have been with that person instead of being married to the one we married. As if it all happened yesterday instead of forty years ago, Robert remembered having sex with Emma. Emma took Robert by the hand and led him down the hallway to her bedroom. As did the other four bedrooms in the...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * We all have a lost love, a love that was never meant to be. Robert recalls his firs time with Emma. Emma took him by his hand and led him to her bedroom. Once there she pressed her naked breasts and her bikini bottom, clad pussy against him in a full body to body hug. Then she kissed him again. She French kissed him. This kiss was as good as the first kiss. Every kiss was as good as the first kiss. Kissing and kissing him, she...
I was searching the iMac for a file I wanted to read when I spotted a video I made about six months ago. As I opened it I realized that I had completely forgotten it. I had recorded the video intending to upload it to an amateur porn site, but I never did. I hit the play button, and there I was in all my naked splendor. My middle-aged body was lying in bed. Cut to a close-up: two hands, an anal vibrator in one and a tube of Astroglide in the other. Followed by a generous glob of gel being...
The Forgotten Realms are diverse and rife with opportunity. Millions of people live on the large continent of Faerûn, many of whom are non-human. Elves peacefully coexist with ancient forests, Dwarves build great kingdoms underneath mountains, and other less common races such as the Dragonborn try to survive on a planet that isn't home. Great evil lurks in the shadows - barbaric hordes of monsters roam the wilderness, chromatic dragons horde incredible wealth, and the Blood War rages on in the...
FantasyThis story begins in the middle of nowhere ‘can you picture it? In the middle of the sea is where you are thinking about, right? If you are thinking about the middle of the sea turn right by 78 degrees and go forward 2 nautical miles. If you do that you will stumble across the island of Barbados. The island was found by a Englishman whose boat had sunk and he was the only survivor, when he got back to England he try to tell everyone about the island but they though the sun had driven him crazy...
I was searching the iMac for a file I wanted to read when I spotted a video I made about six months ago. As I opened it I realized that I had completely forgotten it. I had recorded the video intending to upload it to an amateur porn site, but I never did. I hit the play button, and there I was in all my naked splendor. My middle-aged body was lying in bed. Cut to a close-up: two hands; an anal vibrator in one and a tube of Astroglide in the other. Followed by a generous glob of gel being...
MasturbationCindi had researched our next vacation and picked a spot on the Florida forgotten beach. This is a big expanse of white sandy beach that is completely undeveloped for miles. She contacted an owmer of a townhouse witha spot within walking distance. We checked in, settled for the night and bought provision for the next day. Cindi packed the basket and we heaeded out to explore late in the morning. Just as advertised, we found a spot with no one around. We spread the blanket, cjeckd the cooler...
Note from author: I wrote this story because I'm sick and tired of people slamming authors who want to write a story purely in the interest of fulfilling a TG fantasy and offering something to jag-off to. That's what this story is. Don't like it? To those people: Go away. Shoo! Shoo! This story isn't for you. Its, like, what, only 8 KB? I have no need of the erudites among you. I propose this story to be a challenge to the notion that an extremely short, transformation-centric,...
A Better Life Not Remembered Part 1 I squeezed through the small opening while trying not to think about the hundreds of tons of Earth and rock pressing down from above my head just waiting for the slightest weakness in the geologic structure to collapse the void I was in. My sweat mixed with fine dust particles that I stirred up into the air turning into a thin layer of plaster- like material on my face and body. I could feel the grit between my teeth. My body ached from numerous...
This is a true story about how my girlfriends, friend Cindy and I had an affair in revenge for her cheating with Cindy's boyfriend.I had forgotten about this as it happened 35 years ago and her name came up in conversation. I have known Cindy for many years and was a good friend of my girlfriend . I also worked with her before I knew she was her friend,Although I never talked to her much at work I would often see her and marvel at her beauty. She was a pretty girl 25 yrs old,short curly...
Sally had seen Pam and one of the guys from her youth group go off down the hallway to one of the spare bedrooms. She couldn't believe how the evening had progressed from her and Pam, Cathy, Lisa, and Darla getting drunk and then when Pam had started getting really sexy with the guys who'd come over, Sally felt almost like she was in another world as she watched Pam strip her tight top off and then the sexy bra she'd been wearing underneath. When Pam had easily convinced the guys to cover...
"Pam any chance of a tea pal?" That's me Max; I'm lying in bed shouting down to the wife of 18 years. "Ok" That's Pam, blonde and petite with green- brown eyes, mother of two teenage sons who were at a school camp, when the boy's started going on holidays without us we learnt quickly to grab as much time with each other as possible, Pam works as an accountant in an office and has the week off, I work as a manager in retail also have the week off but I have promised to go in today to...
“Lucy, you know damn well that husband of yours loves you like no man could ever love a wife. If mine loved me half as much I’d feel like a princess.” “I know I know. But come on Helen, is it asking too much to have him remember just one damn Valentine’s Day the way it’s supposed to be? We’ve been together for eight years and I have yet to get anything special. All I ever get is a cheap card and the same old fashioned box of chocolates. It’s just another forgotten Valentine’s Day to me. And...
The AI must have special programming because the door to my new home opened as soon as I reached it, and allowed me to enter before closing again. I looked around and the front room was empty so I headed to the movie room where I found a distressed looking Sophie trying to keep Alex calm. I was wondering what the problem might be when Amber noticed me and ran towards me with a cry. "Daddy! You left us!" she told me as she wrapped her arms around me. Alex noticed the scream and followed,...
This is a story written as if in a dream… a fantasy… a fantasy of a man who has been away from his wife for months together… the man and his wife are working in separate cities… And the man is about to be united with his wife 6 days later… This story of mine deals with the acute physical longings translated into acts of fantasy that the man sees while he is sitting on his porch on a balmy Sunday afternoon… * * * * * Sweet, when I reach there on the long leave that we both have been looking...
Introduction: This part may get a bit confusing. There are flashbacks which are marked with * , but so are texts and notes. I tried my best to use the criticism from the last part to make this one better. I woke up in my den. I felt really warm. I slowly opened my eyes and my head started pounding the second I did. I sat up and realized I was naked. I wrapped the blanket around me and opened a window. The door was still locked. I noticed my clothes strewn across the floor. I started to dress...
It was the end of another long day at work as Roger wearily climbed into the car and turned the key. The engine fired right up, the defroster threw a blast of air onto the windshield that bounced off and into his face and the radio began to squawk. "Another Valentine's Day, as lovers everywhere give it their best efforts to impress that special someone in their life," the DJ said. "Fancy dinners, big bouquets of roses, beautiful jewelry and, of course, that pretty card filled with romantic...
Author’s note: This is a slower-moving, more character driven piece. There’s some sex at the end, but it’s mostly building towards the next two chapters. I’m writing each chapter from a separate point of view. This chapter is Robert’s, we’ll see the story from other characters’ perspectives in subsequent chapters. Enjoy, vote, comment! ***** It’s good to feel worn out. It’s good to be sweaty, too. If you’re too tired to think, you’re too tired to think about Beth… ‘Don’t tell her where I...
Author’s Note: This is Meredith’s chapter, I plan to write a concluding chapter wrapping up the story from all sides next. This one took me a long time to complete, thanks to a ton of travel recently. Hopefully, it doesn’t disappoint. This might take a bit of a left turn for the Romance category, which is somewhat monogamy-oriented, so caveat emptor. As always, I appreciate all your feedback, and I hope this chapter lives up to the story so far. -Theworldspins ***** When it got dark, the...
***Author’s note: Thanks to everyone for the feedback on the first chapter. This chapter proceeds from Virginia’s point of view. As always, I appreciate votes and comments. -Theworldspins*** There must be some law that any party thrown by a sophomore chick has to have at least, like, three bottles of Malibu coconut rum. Virginia scrunched her face up when she took a sip of the ‘tropical’ concoction her friend Stacy passed her. She hated the taste of coconut. ‘This one’s from Madison,’...
Hello friends, this is Ajay. This is about how i had sex with my neighbour girl who is just 19 years old. My neighbour is a Orissa family who recently got a baby girl. Since both are working, my neighbour brought her sister to Bangalore. She is the heroine of the story. She is just 18 years old. But has a very good body & structure. She is definitely a virgin. The most beautiful asset of her body is her ass. Her ass is well shaped and tightly packed. I always had an eye on the girl from the day...
- Everlong -Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Don't rape people in real life,don't kidnap them and don't stick needles into them against theirwill.She's lying on a bed, naked, arms and legs spread. Coils of rope bindher hands and wrists to the posts of the bed. It is warm, almost hotin this windowless cellar, lit by countless candles of red and whiteon the floor, on shelves on the wall. Her body is stretched, her firmbreasts riding high, her skin golden in the...
When Times Are Toughby: counterparts199Mature audiences only - I'm a pacifist, and this is fantasy:"Times have been tougher. Since the nuclear wars society has rebounded and then stabilized. International treaty had hopefully made nuclear war a thing of the past. A rule of order has been established, creating strong senses of border, and allowing the full weight of a strong United Nations to come to bear on any nation crossing another's line. The only major exceptions are excessive...
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The First Mona Youngblood Story Mona Youngblood had a good view of her apartment from her hidden vantage point. Which is, of course, the point of hiding for advantage. Or, in this particular case, hiding for safety, since there was an intruder standing not six meters away from her. Having worked for several years on the fringes of society and the law, Mona had the foresight and the resources to extensively remodel this apartment. There was a very good wall safe behind an oil original in...
"When's the party?" my Mom asked. "The party's this Saturday," my 16-year old big sister Autumn answered. The party was next door at Savannah's house. She was 16 too. "Alright, you can go. You know that Dad and I will be at his business convention and we won't be home until very late." The convention center was a couple of hours away. "I know," said Autumn. "I was going to be bored at home all day so this gives me something to do." "And me too," I chimed in. Autumn frowned...
The second difference I recognized was sex. That realisation came while I was standing knee-deep in one of my favorite stretches of the ringriver. Just downstream of the canyonlands — what Mother called “antispinward”, opposite to the rotation of the ship — the river was dotted with a cluster of small islands planted with cherry trees. If you were daring enough, the island chain could be reached from the riverbank by leaping the foaming water via a series of broad flat rocks. Every 120 days...
After a decade of daily travel Zuri and I were intimate with every bank and island of the river. Our bare feet had trod its thirty-kilometer circumference multiple times, leaving both of us aching to adventure farther. Finally yielding to our demands, Mother led us along an antispinward stream feeding the ringriver, heading towards the bow. The air was cool, carried on a low headwind that pushed constantly against my face, pebbling my skin with gooseflesh. Crisp, dry brown foliage snapped...
Five kilometers above the night-darkened lake, the last set of fireworks launched themselves from the spindle of darkened moonline. As we watched, the tiny dots of light descended through the atmosphere, splitting into thousands, then millions of autonomous fragments, forming a spinning accretion disk of brilliant color that stretched across our home from one side to the other. The vast display pulsed, colors rippling out through each fragment, reflected in the water below, illuminating the...
My lessons began to diverge from Zuri’s a year after our first dive in a takamakura. While my sister continued to learn whatever interested her, my sessions increasingly became focussed on urban planning, stellar cartography, environmental stewardship and resource allocation. The more I resisted the flow of information, the more overt the lessons became, like fighting a remorseless current. Eventually, it was easier to give in. In reward the infinite space within the takamakura began to...
“You are homo liberas. You will never grow sick, never wither or fade.” Standing on the cliff face, skin gleaming in the mist of the waterfall that thundered over the lip of dark brown rock at our feet, the words of our mother had the cadence of a rite. It was the morning of our fourteenth birthday. We had arrived at the falls after walking most of the night, reaching the top just as the lightline began to glow into dawn. The higher elevation of the upper summerland plains dropped...
Soft, blue light played over Zuri’s bare stomach from the factotum’s cupped digits as she lay back on the grass. It was impossible to believe that a baby could exist in her flat, firm belly, but there it was, projected and magnified in a hologram above her navel: two tiny yolk sacs with their fetal poles. Twins. I held Zuri’s hand, breathless in wonder, feeling her hand squeeze mine tightly. “That’s us,” she whispered. “We’ve always been a fecund species,” our mother said, then blinked. “I...
Lying on her side under the shade of a river birch, the dark round hill of Zuri’s belly moved slightly with each slow, deep breath as she slept. Passing high above us, a long white wisp of visibly curved cirrus cloud momentarily dimmed the sunline, stilling the whirring sounds of insects. Spinward, the closest building of the polis remained a quarter of the way up the cylinder. Compared to the nomadic adventures of our childhoods, we’d been making very slow progress along the ringriver...
19 YAL Our wanderings became circumscribed by our daughters. Ananya and Hotene, names we had chosen from the Old Sol cultures associated with their phenotypes, largely slept when we did. Thankfully, they usually went down at around the same time, after Hotene’s nightly fight; the staggered circadian rhythms that kept our sleepless human ancestors on guard at the mouths of their caves were synchronized in homo liberas twins, repurposed to Longshot’s watches. Our family expanded to three...