Flaying Flame
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On one of our summer trips back to Rascal’s parent’s house, she provided me with one of the most erotic and sensual experiences that begged to be recorded for the art that it was. Unfortunately, I did not have a camcorder, but images are still fresh in my mind as if it just occurred even though it happened over 15 years ago. So let me start the story. The day was a hot August day in the south. The air was so thick with moisture that we spent most of our time indoors during the day. Of...
I suck at doing Flash stories, but here is one last try! I'm badly behind this week so I didn't have time to get this story editing. Hopefully the inevitable typos and errors are minor. This story is based upon the classic Spike Jones version of the song. The original Billie Holiday version is pretty darned good too! The Spike Jones version of My Old Flame is available as a free unrestricted MP3 Download...
Country living is dark at night, dark and quiet. The only light comes from the moon, the stars and the two mercury vapor field lights. The only noise from crickets, cicadas and an occasional dog bark. I half sensed, half heard Mary coming home; her arrival disturbed my deep sleep. The clock on the bedside table told me it was one-twelve, late, but not as late as she has been other Thursdays. Mary made as little noise as possible, but still I sensed her car pulling in the driveway. I sensed her...
CuckoldLucy sat alone by the lake with the moonlight reflecting off of the water. Her arms hugged her smooth tanned legs as a tear slowly fell from her face. She was troubled because she knew something was not right with her girlfriend Sarah. “I don’t know what is going on,” she thought. “I better find out as soon as I can.” Lucy slowly stood up, stared at the moonlight and wiped her teary green eyes. After smoothing out her black jean skirt, she walked back to the cabin on the lakeside. Lucy’s hips...
NovelsMoonlight meanders....It had been a quite warm day, the sunshine beating down as they drove back from seeing Jays friend at the annual Airshow, and there night’s stay in their favourite hotel. They had decided to come back by the coast road after stopping for a bite to eat and a walk along the beach. Driving along the music added to the tranquil time of the evening , with sunset just approaching. Innuendos had been flying all day, the normal for Jay and Bert when they got together as lads...
Moonlight meanders....It had been a quite warm day, the sunshine beating down as they drove back from seeing Jays friend at the annual Airshow, and there night’s stay in their favourite hotel. They had decided to come back by the coast road after stopping for a bite to eat and a walk along the beach. Driving along the music added to the tranquil time of the evening , with sunset just approaching. Innuendos had been flying all day, the normal for Jay and Bert when they got together as lads...
The details, add up, false eyelashes, producing a dark flair to smoky eyes, a newly found crystal necklace, pink and lavender glass, found at a bold spontaneous visit to the thrift store. Black basic silk skirt, mid thigh, smooth shaven legs. I'd been walking quite often and my shape was svelt and slim. Into the night I went closing the door behind me and walking under the trees to the familiar walkways, the night air felt wonderful on my legs and bare shoulders, Dior bag slung...
Kelly is four years younger than me, which of course means nothing in adult life, but it probably made a big difference to the way we saw the world when we were kids. Of course, real life doesn’t always work out like our childhood fantasies. When Kelly was nineteen years old and barely out of high school, she met a guy called Brock. He worked in construction and he came from Perth, but he was working in Sydney on a new high-rise apartment complex, and coming up on the weekends to party with...
My story as yet is unfinished but I thought I would post this first part then, depending on response, may post the rest. I do hope you enjoy. All constructive comments are most welcome. I'd like to say the evening started out simply by my being simply intrigued. except I knew it was a good deal more than that and now I wasn't so sure it had been such a good idea. Down below though a certain appendage of mine was begging to differ. I was stood by the bar, waiting to be...
Introduction: A first time event which I have decided to try and write from my hubbys point of view This is my first time posting on here,so I am feeling somewhat nervous about the kind of reception I may get. My story as yet is unfinished but I thought I would post this first part then, depending on response, may post the rest. I do hope you enjoy. All constructive comments are most welcome. Id like to say the evening started out simply by my being simply intrigued. except I knew it was a...
I awake in the night. For a moment I am lost but when comprehension dawns I smile to myself and cuddle into your warmth more closely. Your scent comes back to me as I hold my hands to my mouth and breathe your essence in one more time. The sweat that you poured from my body hours before is alive on my tongue as I flick it across my nipples while you sleep next to me. My legs open, a knee rests high up on your thigh. As I reach for my swollen and still moist mound you stir but do not awaken....
As people mingled at the party he felt her wide eyed stare, fixed on him, from across the room, From the corner of his eye he caught her gaze, fixed on this thighs. She wanted him to know, but only him, as the party continued noisily around them both.Without looking directly at her, he paused for a moment taking a sip from his glass. The golden liquid single malt against his lips, and he immediately imagined her now moistening between her legs, delighting in the thought of how her sweet honey...
We have been out celebrating your birthday. A nice dinner out, dancing after, and now we are heading home. I am wearing khaki pants, long sleeve white shirt, and black loafers. You are wearing a simple black cocktail dress, cut just above the knee, black stockings, black heels, and hoop earrings.A brilliant full moon brightens the landscape around us. As I drive, I move my right hand from the steering wheel and place it on your knee. There is a comfortable silence between us, and you lean over...
Straight Sex(Having received several nice comments about her original story "Choices" we asked our friend patricia51 if we could post another one here at xhamster. And here it is, a sequel! Once again we did NOT write this story and give credit to our friend's wonderful imagination. Or maybe memory.)Choices: That Old Flame by patricia51©(Since some other friends have been writing stories suggested by songs and song lyrics I thought I'd try myself. The song "Old Flame" was written by Donny Lowery and Mac...
Please note, for the intended experience, make sure to toggle on the "play game" option on the right hand side of the screen. As the sun begins to rise, Ephina finds herself standing on the deck of a small trading ship. The journey had been long, months of carriages, ship rides, and traveling by foot, but she could see her final destination on the horizon. Salt's Peak. The city of Salt's peak was a bustling trade town on the edge of the empire. Named after the large while rocks that jut up out...
FantasyIt had been a long day. Bailey was tense, worn, and couldn’t sleep. She lay in bed listening to the sounds of the house. The whirring of the fan above her bed, the distant hum of the dish washer from the kitchen, and what sounded like a little storm beginning to rumble in from somewhere outside. She couldn’t stop thinking about the day. She couldn’t stop thinking about him. Maybe the day would have been okay if it hadn’t been combined with mixed feelings about David. Things had been going...
I take a deep breath and open the door, it’s a summer night, nearly dark. The street is quiet, dumb to the scandal about to unfold. I doubted anyone would recognize me, in my short fur coat, denim mini and trademark purple heels. Not unless they were a fan anyway I just need no-one to see me leave the house, once a few yards away, I could be anybody. The coast is clear, I step out and shut the door as quietly as possible and walk away from the house, praying I don’t activate the neighbour’s...
I take a deep breath and open the door, it's a summer night, nearly dark. The street is quiet, dumb to the scandal about to unfold. I doubted anyone would recognize me, in my short fur coat, denim mini and trademark purple heels. Not unless they were a fan anyway :) I just need no-one to see me leave the house, once a few yards away, I could be anybody.The coast is clear, I step out and shut the door as quietly as possible and walk away from the house, praying I don't activate the...
The moonlight was bright, shimmering on the water of the pool, bathing the whole garden in an almost ethereal light. I lay on the poolside lounger, deep in the shadows of the veranda, enjoying the last of the evening’s warmth from one of those typical summer super hot days. I drew slowly on one of the few cigarettes I’d allowed myself that day as I desperately tried to cut down and perhaps eventually stop. I sipped a cool drink also as I just allowed the tensions of the day to melt away. I...
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The first time I saw her was at a small Parisian bistro, walking distance from the Louvre. Le Petit Flore on Rue Croix des Petits Champs, a favorite of mine. Unpretentious and inexpensive. The day had been moody, despite being the first day of summer. It was, in fact, that moodiness which first drew me to her, the sun suddenly bursting from the clouds, illuminating her, setting her fiery mane ablaze. The sudden image of a moth fluttering too near a candle flame gave me but a moment’s pause as I...
Straight SexThey say when I was born the fire exploded into a pillar up the chimney. That all the candles in the room melted into puddles. I do know that I have always felt fire or friction heat around me. As a child others were forbidden to play or even be around me. By the time I was five I could bring fire to me as if it was answering my call. I was tested by priests and a mage and both found no sign of evil or magic. My mother was the one to teach me control. I knew she was frightened and that she...
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Kissy Kat was the CB handle of a lovely young lady I dated back in the hay-day of CB radios. We dated frequently, maybe too frequently. She was twenty-years old, and as cute as they come. She was 5’2" tall and slightly plump. Her extra weight contributed to her wonderfully oversized tits, tits that I loved playing with. She had shoulder-length blonde hair that was silky to the touch and always smelled like flowers. Kissy was a gentle lover that liked to be screwed slow and easy. That is, until...
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Author’s Note Welcome readers. I appreciate all the votes, comments and feedback you’ve given me so far. A big thank you goes to Techsan for his great edit. Enjoy!! * The blank page stared back as if it had eyes. It was an eerie feeling that gave Sophie Michaels the chills. She reached over and flipped the light switch but nothing happened. She grimaced and remembered the bulb had gone out a couple of days before. The storm clouds had long ago hid the sun and the room was getting dark. As...
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