Cockatoo Part 4
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Too Much of a Good Thing: A Fantasy of Excess.
Chapter VI: Betrayal and Boating
It’s amazing how one makes these judgments about people that turn out to be wildly inaccurate. I suppose I should speak only for myself, but I suspect the tendency is universal. Take, for instance, my boss, Susan. I’ve described her as an overly ambitious career female who (very possibly using means not available to the likes of myself!) advanced her career to the level of her own incompetence, as a result of which she lived under the permanent stress that comes with not being on top of your job. So far so good. But the connotation that this brings — that Susan went home each evening with a furrowed brow, a frozen pizza and a full briefcase — turned out to be about as far from the truth as one could get. Susan’s apparent lack of competence was due less to inherent disability than to her shedding her job like a suit of clothes every evening at 5, and, more pertinently, for the entire stretch of the weekend. In today’s corporate world, where even the minor executive is expected to work for the company practically round the clock, this put her at a definite disadvantage, and one is moved to suspect that she got away with it only because….. Oh well — you will be wondering how I know all this I’m sure, and all will presently fall into place. But to begin at the beginning…..
During the long reflective hours on the fishing boat I hired out of Cabos San Lucas I had come to the conclusion that I needed to swear a strict vow of celibacy for as long as it took to re-adjust to the normal world. In this I was helped enormously by my skipper, who recognized and adjusted to my mood and cheered me immensely by saying, around the fifth day, ‘I know your problem amigo. Women! I smell it on you. You reek of the rotten fish of unfaithful women. Give it up amigo! They aren’t worth it. Look around you. Is not the sun, the sea and the fish a thousand times more beautiful than the most beautiful of women — and a million times more faithful? Why you think Hemmingway fish all time, heh?’
Excess had been kind and cruel to me both, and in all conscience I could not say that the things I had done I would not do again in the same circumstances. Excess is a part of ‘la condition humaine’ and there is no per se stigma attached to it, at least not in my book. The problem for me was one of control. Excess had entered my life by the back door, if one will, and by its nature tends to be controlling. My episodes with Angel and then Diana, brief as they had been, taught me the awful consequences for the psyche when excess gains the upper hand. So I vowed to take the fisherman’s well-meant advice, spend lots of time outdoors, start running again and visiting the gym – all those healthful active things that are supposed to tone up your body, quiet down your mind and grace your soul with peace.
But my resolve lasted barely a week, which is the interval that elapsed between my return from Cabos San Lucas and Susan’s calling me to her office for a ‘chat’. I was about to find out that there was a lot more to Susan than met the casual eye! And less you judge me harshly for the means whereby I found this out ….. well, here’s what happened. Come to a conclusion for yourself whether or not I had any real freedom of choice.
‘Ron,’ she said. ‘We’ve worked together for a while. So you know me well enough to recognize when I’m doing you a favor.’ I just looked at her, quite puzzled and unable to hazard the slightest guess what was coming next. ‘Let me not spell it out here, Ron,’ she continued, meeting my gaze head on. ‘Better you come to my place tonight. Here’s the address, see you at 7.’ And therewith I was dismissed!
Total bewilderment. What does one do? What could this be about? It certainly did not sound like an ‘advance’ or anything of that nature. But why at her apartment? Unwittingly, and against all reason I began for the first time to see in Susan not just an ambitious, focused career woman, but a sexual being. Well that’s the way guys react when a lady invites them to her place at 7 in the evening. It’s how we’re programmed. Whatever the realities and the rational, we think unconsciously that we are being fancied. And we react accordingly, dick before the head!
So I turned up at the appointed hour, still very confused but feeling that, should this turn out to be an ‘opportunity’, my vows of celibacy would not be worth the proverbial hill o’ beans. I may have discovered this only recently, but Susan was definitely an attractive woman. Her features were quietly appealing and she moved with grace. So if it came to it, I was definitely not going to say No!, and it was with that prickly feeling of anticipation, against all reason, that I hit the downstairs bell. The door opener buzzed to let me in. And of course, things turned out to be different from anything I had expected and evolved into something much more complicated than I could have possibly imagined.
Susan’s place was not ostentatious, rather quietly well appointed – much what I would have expected — and she welcomed me quite politely, if with little warmth. ‘Drink?’ ‘Bourbon …… Thanks!’ I was sitting on the couch facing into a large TV screen. ‘Ron,’ said Susan, ‘I’m going run a video now and then I’ll leave. I want you to watch the video for as long as you wish to and when you are ready call me. I’ll be within hearing. Ok?’ Well of course I was completely nonplussed about this but, still unsuspecting, I settled into the couch and Susan inserted the cassette into the machine, pressed the ‘roll’ button, and then left without a single glance in my direction.
The screen flickered and the title referred to something like ‘Amateur Spy-Cam#125’ or some such. When the action started the lighting was strongly subdued and the film grainy. But there was no doubt about the lead characters — two figures engaged in ….? in a Queen Anne chair…… I twigged fast. Ten seconds were sufficient. ‘Susan,’ I called out. ‘Susan!’ She re-entered the room. ‘Shall I turn it off?’ ‘Please do,’ said I. ‘Her name was … is Diana.’ I embarked on an elaborate, if not entirely truthful explanation. Susan held up her hand. ‘Ron, you don’t owe me an explanation. Just confirm — do you remember a couple of months ago when we were under pressure you had a couple of days when…..’ ‘Yes! That was it. You’ve hit the nail on the head.’ ‘Ron, would it surprise you to know that there are other videos…… at least so I am told?’ Suddenly the curtain had been drawn back and many imponderables resolved! I suppose I should have been devastated, but somehow I was not. Maybe that Mexican skipper had helped me more than both of us realized. ‘No! It would not,’ I said glumly. ‘But believe me, it’s not the way you think. Tell me,’ I said, taking a large gulp of bourbon, ‘How did you find this video?’ ‘Oh presently, Ron, presently,’ was her reply. ‘Have you had dinner?’
She had cooked herself, she said. Veal scallopini with artichokes and penna pasta. And a superb Chianti Classico to wash it down. My revision of Susan as a person was becoming complete. But where were we headed? This I was burning to know. ‘Ron,’ she said, fork akimbo, ‘how many takes did you do for that video?’ ‘Takes?’ I asked in genuine bewilderment. ‘What do you mean, ‘Takes’? I had no idea that we were being filmed.’ ‘Aha! You mean that from your perspective, this was a natural encounter?’ ‘Of course! MiGod! Diana and I were.. well… we were highly attracted to each other.’ ‘Oh really!’ ‘Yes! Really.’ Pause. ‘Well I do not doubt this, from your perspective.’ ‘What do you mean ‘From my perspective’,’ I said heatedly. Somehow, her manner irritated me so I decided to go the ‘shock therapy’ route. ‘Look!’ I said. ‘You’ve presumably seen the movie. Dia
na orgasmed eleven times that night! Is that attraction or is it not?’ But this directness did not perturb Susan one iota. ‘Ron,’ she said patiently, and I thought a shade condescendingly. ‘Actually, it appears that three full-length videos were made with that material so if it was all in one night, then it must have been a good one! And I do not doubt at all that your partner appeared to come eleven times.’ ‘What do you mean ‘appeared’!’ I said, heatedly. ‘What I say, Ron,’ said Susan chewing lightly on her veal. ‘Your young partner — Diana, I think you called her — knew that she was being filmed? Or did she not?’ Pause. I wrestled with that one for quite a while. ‘Well I guess she must have done,’ I said grudgingly. The goddamn vixen must have been party to the wiring of my bedroom! She must even have known all along it was going to be done. ‘Good! I’m glad you’ve got that far Ron. Now you need to take it a stage further and ask yourself ‘Can a woman who knows she is being filmed really come?’ ’. Hesitation. ‘You mean ….. You mean Diana’s reactions were feigned? She didn’t come at all? It was just fake?’ ‘Well I wasn’t there, Ron, so of course I couldn’t presume to know for sure. I’m just asking you to examine the facts in the light of what you have learned about women throughout your life. As a woman myself, I find it’s difficult enough to come when one is assured of absolute privacy. I can only regard it from my own perspective, of course, but I am quite sure that I, for one, could never orgasm if there were even the slightest suspicion in my mind that I was being filmed. Everyone is different of course, but I would have to seriously doubt that it is possible for any woman to actually orgasm naturally when she knows she is being filmed.’ ‘MiGod Susan,’ I said, recognizing reluctantly the force of her argument. ‘You sure ain’t doing a whole hell of a lot for my ego!’ ‘Au contraire, Ron. Au contraire!’ said Susan with emphasis. ‘The important thing is that you did not know you were being filmed. The fact that your partner did and perhaps engaged in a bit of acting does not in the slightest degree diminish your performance.’ ‘What do you mean, ‘Performance!’,’ I said, again heatedly. ‘I was not performing — at least not consciously— I was making love to a woman I happened to be very attracted to.’ ‘And this did not go unnoticed, Ron,’ said Susan pointedly. ‘Not at all. It was very impressive indeed! Oh Yes! This was certainly noticed!’
I paused and looked at Susan askance. ‘You’re talking in riddles,’ I said. ‘Look, let’s stop beating about the bush. This is all very well, The veal was great, the wine superb, I’m grateful to you for showing me that certain things I had assumed were one thing were in fact entirely another. You’ve opened my eyes and I can see now that I was duped and used in just about the most humiliating way a guy can be duped and used. So! I’ve taken that on the record. I’ll assimilate it one day, no doubt. But how does it affect you? What is your angle on all this?’ ‘It’s much simpler than you think, Ron. It’s just this. I am connected to, shall we say, certain persons. And in the context of my activity with these persons, my attention was drawn to this video and, let us say, one or two others. I may say, if it’s any comfort to you that the videos were singled out without any knowledge of the personal connection between you and me. There was no advance knowledge of the connection to the firm.’ ‘The – er – firm?’ ‘Yes! The firm. Our firm, you know, the one that pays our salaries.’
I did now, finally, detect through the note of irony in her tone that she was not quite as dumb a blonde as I had supposed. I was silent, but after an exchange of pregnant looks managed, ‘So what does this have to do with me. I admit I was duped, and God knows what they did with all the material, but I do not see what this has to do with the firm.’ ‘Ah well, that’s where the party who uncovered the video comes into it, you see. Well, you’ll understand in the fullness of time. Meanwhile, I’m sure you would prefer that the knowledge you and I have now about these videos stays in the family, so to speak. I, for one, do not think it would go down at all well if certain people within the firm were to find out. What do you think?’ I thought I was beginning to see the drift. I was silent. ‘You see, Ron,’ Susan continued, ‘life sometimes comes up with little surprises. Like this one. Possibly, very possibly, this one is not the last one we need to share. Are you following me? ‘You’re talking in riddles again,’ I said grimly. ‘So you caught me out. I admit I am the person in the videos — or at least, the one that I’ve seen. I did not know I was being filmed….. ‘
Suddenly I remembered about the terrace. What was I saying. Of course I knew I was being filmed! I was just under a misapprehension as to what the film would be used for! And to think how I had pined away for Angel! What a fool! What an idiot! And how right that Mexican skipper was, indeed he was! I renewed my vows tenfold!! ‘Oh Ron,’ Susan said brightly, ‘Let’s not waste any more time. Tell me. Do you like women like me? Do you find us attractive?’ ‘Er, of course. Yes! Certainly! Quite… well .. er … I find you very attractive.’ ‘Well there you are see! You’re not hung up on young girls after all.’ ‘Er!’ Was I understanding this? ‘No. Certainly not. I am definitely not hung up on young girls. Believe me, Diana just happened along. I can explain……’ ‘Oh I’m sure you can,’ said Susan, blithely. ‘But I’d rather hear what plans you have for the weekend?’
So that is how it came about that the following Saturday, bright and early, or shall we say not all that bright and a damn sight earlier than I was wont to be about on weekends, I and my chariot headed off down to Newport Beach. All I could get out of Susan was that we were going boating and that I need only bring myself and a swim suit. She gave me explicit instructions where to park and how to find the boat, which turned out to be precise and idiot-proof! — very necessary in that maze of car lots and boat masts down there. I arrived at the boat punctually to find a tall woman, perhaps in her mid-thirties, swabbing the deck. Her back was turned to me muscles rippled under a skin that had obviously spent many hours under the open skies. There was plenty of it on view because all she had on was the briefest of bikinis and it did not require any imagination at all to know that there would be no tan lines visible when this was removed! She had slender legs, slightly sinewy but, as they say, going all the way to the ground, long blonde hair and a trim behind. Obviously a lady who took care of herself, I remember observing in the instant before she turned around and, seeing me standing there, called out a greeting,
‘Ah! Ron! Perfect timing.’ The look on my face spoke volumes. ‘I see you recognize me,’ said this bronzed goddess with a broad smile. OhMiGod! Is what I thought, and it was all I could do to stammer out something about having seen her at an office party sometime. ‘Yes, probably,’ she said brightly, with a noticeable but not unpleasant accent, ‘though I have to admit I do not remember you.’ ‘Very understandable,’ I said dryly. ‘I don’t hold a very elevated position in the firm so there is no reason why we would be introduced.’ ‘Well lets get the introductions out of the way now, shall we. I’m Heidi. How do you do!’ And so saying she stretched out an elegant hand which I first shook in greeting and which then steadied me as I stepped from the dock onto the deck.
At that moment Susan emerged from the cabin. Well, I say this blithely — it took me a moment or two to register that the gorgeous body in the yellow bikini that stood before me belonged to my supposedly staid carrier-woman boss! I could not help but stare at her, proba
bly rudely, and then across at Heidi, and though nothing occurred between the two women that was in any way overt I sized up the situation immediately. Obviously some minor gesture betrayed me because Heidi laughed and said ‘He catches on quick, this one. I like him! Surprised, are you?’ I realized after a shocking moment she was speaking to me! ‘Well, er, not really,’ I managed to stammer out. ‘Of course I was puzzled by this whole thing.’ Heidi put her arm briefly, and a shade protectively around Susan’s shoulders. ‘Isn’t she adorable?’ she said to me. ‘Don’t worry. We’ll all have a whale of a time!’ She seemed to regard this as a joke, possibly because of the nautical connection, and laughed heartily. Susan looked just slightly embarrassed, and her smile at me reflected her nervousness. I understood that whatever was to happen on the boat, or wherever we were headed, was not her idea but Heidi’s. Susan’s hair was tied up at the back revealing the long nape of her neck. I discovered in her the importance of proportion. Everything about her was in it! Perfectly. Her face, her hair, her torso, the nape of her neck, her legs — they all fitted together making a whole that was much, much more than the sum of the parts. She was indeed truly adorable, and I was having a hard time assimilating such a total transformation! ‘I see you found us all right’ Susan said, dryly. I managed to find my tongue. ‘No problem. Your directions were impeccable.’
Heidi reappeared. ‘Well come on then. Let’s get going. Get him in his suit – and it looks like we’re going to need a good bit of oil on him so he doesn’t fry’.
I sat on the side seat of the boat near the stern as Heidi guided it expertly through the maze and out into the open sea. It was a perfect day with a gentle breeze and only a light swell. As long as we were in view of people I felt rather self-conscious at the contrast between my white skin and the deep tans on the two women. But I made the best of it — after all, which male would not have given his eye-teeth to swap places with me!?
It took about an hour for us to lose the traffic and the sight of land. I tried to relax, but I could sense Susan was nervous and this kept me on edge the whole time. Try as I would, I could not keep my eyes off her, which the perceptive Heidi had no difficulty noticing! ‘Well Susan,’ she said jokingly, ‘What do you think now about your theory that he wouldn’t like you?’ Susan looked at her pleadingly. ‘OK! I stop making jokes.’ Heidi looked about. ‘Time for action anyway.’ She cut the engine and the sudden silence and the rocking of the boat added to the sense of drama. ‘You’ve figured out, Ron, haven’t you, that Susan and I are, well, shall we say ‘connected’. Right?’ ‘Right!’ I said. ‘So that’s clear from the start. We have a deep, fulfilling and complete relationship, right Susan?’ Susan nodded, seeming still embarrassed. Heidi had now removed her bikini, revealing small firm breasts and a total absence of body hair. ‘And though we enjoy each other, we also enjoy other women,’ Heidi continued. ‘.. and men! Savvy?’ She was looking at me very directly. ‘Savvy!’ said I. ‘But we made a pact, which is to have sex with third parties only when we are together. Are you getting the drift?’ ‘I am!’ I swallowed hard. ‘And we found out that sharing other partners actually brings us closer together. We enjoy watching each other have sex with others. Does that shock you?’ ‘Not at all,’ I said, swallowing again. Heidi was the kind of person about whom one could believe anything. I glanced nervously at Susan, but she avoided my eye, looking instead in Heidi’s direction. She was still not entirely comfortable.
‘Now today is my birthday,’ said Heidi, ‘ and don’t ask me how many because I won’t tell you. But the point is that on special days Susan and I do things for each other. On her days she gets to choose, on my days I get to choose. Today is my day. And what I have chosen is for you to make love to Susan the way you made love to that girl in the video. We will take all the time we need – the weekend stretches out before us — and I will direct. I always wanted to do movies! I want you to enjoy each other as completely and thoroughly as you can. And I will watch! And the more you enjoy each other the more I will enjoy watching. Later we may do some things together, but first I will direct and I will watch. Savvy?’
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I had no idea how long I had spent under water but I could see a brightlight above me and I thought it must be the sun shining through thewater as I clawed myself towards the surface. But, I thought, ‘No, thatcan’t be. It was dark when I fell in.’ The light grew brighter andbrighter and I wondered ‘Maybe I’m dead’. I tried to open my eyes but itwas so bright I couldn’t force my eyelids open. I heard sounds from along way off and it sounded like voices, but they were muffled and Istrained to...
Cockatoo Part 1 It's a clich?, isn't it? Man comes home early and finds his wife in bed with someone else. Only slightly less of a clich? in my case, as the "someone else" was my wife's closest girlfriend - closest in every sense of the word. It was a quick divorce; no kids, only a rented flat, so the only squabbles were about books and cds. In the end I told her to keep the lot. I wanted to make it a clean break. I managed to fit all I owned into the boot of my small car. I was 25 ye...
Cockatoo Part 5 I lived for feedback. [email protected] "That's nice, baby," I heard Alex say. Something was wrong though, Alex's voice wasn't coming from on the bed and if she had my cock in her mouth how could she say anything? Her voice seemed to be coming from the somewhere further away. I opened my eyes and saw her sitting in her robe on one of the couches. It took me a good few seconds to process that and as I looked down the bed I saw Areeya, naked, smiling and...
Cockatoo Part 16 I live for feedback [email protected] We decided to have a celebration dinner tonight downstairs and Alex disappeared to the restaurant to organise the dinner. Areeya had to go down to Cockatoo to sort out some issues they were having and so I was left to my own devices for a while. We agreed we would all get together at Cockatoo for a drink before dinner. The first thing I did was to email Sam about how the plan had worked out. I had an email back in...
Cockatoo Part 23 I love feedback [email protected] Twitter @nikkie_silk Jandaeng was wearing a pair of those mirror aviator sunglasses beloved of all Asian movie heavies. It obviously meant I couldn't see his eyes, but even if I could see them, I guessed I wouldn't learn much. He let me stew for a few minutes, hoping that I would say something to fill in the silence following his remarks about Tony. I said nothing, not willing to give away anything that Jandaeng didn't...
Cockatoo Part 29 Nikkie Silk I love feedback [email protected] My heart skipped a beat as I heard Shane's voice from behind me and felt his hand on my shoulder. It couldn't be, I thought, I must be so tired I was hallucinating. Alex said, "Hi Shane, glad you could join us." Nin looked as if she had seen a ghost, Areeya was smiling in welcome and I felt like I would pass out. The hand moved off my shoulder and Shane's massive frame came into sight. "Hi Nin, Hi Areeya."...
Cockatoo Part 31 Nikkie Silk Previously in Cockatoo: Jamie and Nin had made it back to Koh Samui after their journey to Bangkok to warn Kritsada. Jamie, Alex and Shane had sailed to the West Coast for a short vacation where Jamie and Shane had made love. The trio had sailed back and were in Cockatoo where they were attacked. Pao had stepped between Jamie and the attacker and been stabbed. There was pandemonium inside Cockatoo in the moments after Pao had been stabbed. As I cradled...
Cockatoo Part 32 Nikkie Silk Jandaeng's voice came through loud and clear and chilled me to the bone. "It seems you've had some trouble at your bar over there, James." Bad news travels fast I thought. I hated the sound of his voice. It made my flesh creep and took me straight back to the bar in Bangkok and what he had done to me that night. I took a deep breath and tried to keep my voice as calm as possible. "Yes Inspector, the mamasan was stabbed in a bar fight. I'm...
Cockatoo Nikkie Silk Previously in Cockatoo "I'm sorry, James. It's Kritsada, he wants a word." I took the phone from Praew and she disappeared from the room. "Hello, khun Kritsada." "Hello, my dear James, I hope you've had a good time with Praew?" "Yes, sir. She has been a most gracious host. Is there something I can do for you?" "Yes, James, there is. You remember the party I talked about this week? The one you will be coming to?" "Yes, of course." "Well, I have...
Warning: This story contains MATURE THEMES including nudity, sex, sexualization, and vulgar language. Do not read if you are under 18 or if it is otherwise restricted for you to do so. If you wish to share this story, contact me at [email protected]. I will likely agree, I just want to know in advance. This is a bit of an intermission, a bit of a bridge between "act 1" and "act 2" if such things can possibly exist without any sort of actual, long-term planning on my part....
Apologies, I had a blonde moment and missed a chapterHere is the missing one and the latestCockatoo Part 16I was getting seriously pissed off being everyone’s punch bag, but hehad me backed into a corner, and I knew I would have to go along withhim. But, it gave me a glimmer of hope that I could get Jandaeng off myback. With my head in my hands I said, ‘I have no choice, I agree.’He pushed my phone and wallet back across the table. They had been takenfrom me in the van on the way here. I was...
Cockatoo Part 3 I live for feedback [email protected] I took another swig of beer and tried to look innocent. Alex looked at me for a few seconds as if making up her mind about something, took my hand and pulled me up, "James, I always thought you were a perfect gentleman, come on I think we should go eat." The strange thing was she didn't let go of my hand as we walked out of the bar. We walked slowly back to Koh Samui Blue, the action had really kicked off now. The...
Cockatoo Part 7 I live for feedback [email protected] "Shit," I thought as the water closed over my head, "this wasn't part of the plan." I had no idea how long I had spent under water but I could see a bright light above me and I thought it must be the sun shining through the water as I clawed myself towards the surface. But, I thought, "No, that can't be. It was dark when I fell in." The light grew brighter and brighter and I wondered "Maybe I'm dead." I tried to open...
Cockatoo Part 12 I live for feedback [email protected] I woke up to find my ear being nuzzled and kissed from behind. Mmm, that's a nice way to wake up, I thought. I felt a hand slide over my waist and begin to rub my cock. Even better, I thought. I remembered that Pao had stayed the night and rolled over to see...Areeya's face smiling back at me. If it were possible to jump two steps back when you're lying down, that's what I did. "My God, where did you come from?" I...
Cockatoo Part 18 I live for feedback [email protected] Previously in Cockatoo James, recently divorced, travels to Bangkok on business for a fresh start. He meets Alex, a friend from their university days, whom he discovers is now transgender. Alex and her partner, Areeya, a Thai girl, run a successful restaurant and ladyboy bar on Koh Samui, an island off the coast of Thailand. James falls in love with Alex and all three manage to survive a pirate attack in the waters...
Cockatoo Part 21 I live for feedback [email protected] I glanced back as I left the bar at Tony, who was smirking all over his face and I swore to myself I would wipe that look off his face as soon as I could. I hurried back to the apartment, where Alex was working on some business for the restaurant. I let her listen to the conversation on the tiny recorder I had used to tape everything that was said. I could see she was getting more and more angry as the...
Cockatoo Part 36 Nikkie Silk We turned around to see Shane standing there clapping his hands and grinning from ear to ear. "Come on, let's get moving. Neither of you want to be around when the cops start asking questions." We followed Shane down the alley and away from where we had been until we found a bar far enough away that we felt safe. I badly needed a drink, so we ordered some beers and then we all started to talk at once. Shane put his hand up and said, "One at a time....
The nurse, Kara according to her nametag, stared back at me. She was supposed to be watching me, for reasons not quite clear, but I could tell she was listening to the conversation in the next room. I was, too. "...horrible shock. It surprised all of us, she was such a sweet girl, and of course we had no idea she would do such a thing. Tracy took it especially hard -- she and Elizabeth were so close." Believe me, mom, you have no idea... I chewed on my lip and tried to look scared...
I've always been a fan of John Goodman, mostly because he has that rear fatso beauty. One day I decided to sneak inside a set of a movie he was shooting. I wanted to get into his trailer, but found out he has left to his hotel, and decided to go there. I managed to steal a key to his suite. I dressed up like the room-service guy and went to his room. I carried honey, remembering he said in an interview he can't resist it. I knocked on his door and he told me to come in (God, he has the...
By the time I was fourteen I was already quite muscular from sports and the changes of puberty. During the Xmas break in high school, I was finally catching up on my sleep. I also began to awaken every day with an immense hard-on. I had heard about jerking off from the older boys on my sports teams. I experimented and learned the pleasures of touching myself. My older sister noticed that I was becoming quite grown up too. How could she not; I was already four inches taller than her even though...
IncestCockatoo Part 25“Shoot him.”Aki’s voice bounced around the walls of the garage as I stared down at the gun in my hand, unable to grasp what was happening. Aki stood behind me, wrapped my fingers around the stock and pushed my forefinger through the trigger guard. He held his hand over mine and pointed the pistol at Jandaeng. “Shoot him and you will be rid of him.”I looked at Jandaeng and even now he stared defiantly back at me. My finger tightened on the trigger and inside a voice told me to do...
Cockatoo Part 8Shane's lips brushed mine so gently I wasn't sure he had kissed me atall, as if he was still giving me the chance to back out. I closed myeyes and pressed my lips onto his and I felt the pressure increase andwe were kissing properly, his lips crushing mine. I felt lightheaded,and the blood began to pound in my ears as I felt his arm pull mecloser. I hesitantly put my hand up to his face to stroke his cheek, andI was shocked to feel his stubble beneath my fingers. It was enough...
Cockatoo Part 8 I live for feedback [email protected] Alex took all my cum into her mouth and then stood up to face me. She kissed me hard on the lips, her tongue opening up my lips and I suddenly realised this time she hadn't swallowed and was pushing my cum into my mouth. I gagged a little as I tasted it on my tongue but Alex kept her lips locked over mine until I was forced to swallow. She broke the kiss and pushed her middle finger into my mouth and I rolled my tongue...
Cockatoo Part 9 I live for feedback [email protected] Areeya came back into the room, gave me a kiss and sat down on the sofa with Alex and me. I wanted to know a little more about her father before meeting him this evening. He was flying in from Bangkok on the company plane and would only be here overnight to have dinner with us. I asked Areeya about her father and she said he was really looking forward to meeting me this evening. I said that I would be honoured to meet...
Cockatoo Part 14 I live for feedback [email protected] Maybe things could have been different I don't know, but I found myself in a taxi on the way to Samui airport. I was struggling to come to terms with what had happened and I felt physically sick at what I had heard. I had to get the taxi driver to stop so I could retch at the side of the road. I managed to buy a ticket on the next flight to Bangkok and by mid afternoon I was back in the city. I booked into a hotel...
Cockatoo Part 15 I live for feedback [email protected] This chapter is dedicated to two very good friends of mine, Jerry and Samantha Anne. I caught the first flight out to Samui and as soon as I landed I rang Areeya on her mobile. She picked up but didn't say anything; she must have recognised my number. I said quickly, "Areeya please don't hang up. I need your help." There was silence but at least she didn't hang up. "Areeya, I need to see Alex. I know you...
Cockatoo Part 17 I live for feedback [email protected] I woke early the next day, my mind already full of what I needed to do. Alex had spooned up to my back during the night and she was snoring gently, her hand laid across my waist. I gently interlaced her fingers with mine and she stirred but did not wake. I lay there for a while planning what I was going to say to Kritsada later that day. Once I had sorted out what to do, I slowly got out of bed and stood looking down...
Cockatoo Part 27 Nikkie Silk I live for feedback [email protected] Shane's lips brushed mine so gently I wasn't sure he had kissed me at all, as if he was still giving me the chance to back out. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips onto his and I felt the pressure increase and we were kissing properly, his lips crushing mine. I felt lightheaded, and the blood began to pound in my ears as I felt his arm pull me closer. I hesitantly put my hand up to his face to stroke his...
Cockatoo Part 34 Nikkie Silk I woke to find Alex already up and talking with Nin. My shoulder was still aching, so I swallowed a couple of painkillers with some orange juice before remembering to ask Alex about Pao. She was improving fast, and would be discharged either today or tomorrow. Alex wanted to stay in Bangkok, but I told her to go back to Samui to be with Areeya. In the back of my mind I had the idea that it would be safer there. I also said to Nin that she should also...
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“It went –zzzzip- when it moved and POP when it stopped and =Whirrrrrrrrrr= when it stood still, I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.” -from “The Marvelous Toy,” by Tom Paxton I found it in a shoebox with a few of Grandpa’s old things, his dog tags from the army, a broken wristwatch without a band, some faded picture postcards, a lapel pin from some kind of fraternity or honor society, a few scraps of paper, and half of an old Captain Mid-Nite secret decoder ring. All that...
fue también de mis primeras experiencias, sucedió una noche en que salí a caminar, iban a dar las siete y estaba lista para salir a vivir afuera, ¡dejar el closet por unas horas!, me observé en el espejo de cuerpo entero en la habitación, me gustó la chica que se asomaba ahí, convencida de mi presencia salí y me dirigí hacia Diaz Mirón, por supuesto que me sentía nerviosa, y una sensación de algo parecido a estar flotando, a veces era como escuchar todo muy lejano, y a veces el corazón...
_________________________________________________________________________ This work of fiction (pack of lies) is copyrighted by the author. Permission is hereby granted to re-post it to any FREE site provided the title, text, and author's name are unchanged. This is a little something I came up with while trying to work out the kinks in another story. I only wish it had come a couple of weeks earlier. _________________________________________________________________________ ...
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