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_________________________________________________________________________ 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. _________________________________________________________________________ ...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry.Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
Love Stories"I must admit life is great, but then it has to be with a cock ten inches long, I have women falling at my feet to fuck them. I mean tell me any woman that doesn't drool at the sight of a huge cock! Well except for dykes of course, but I'm sure I could turn them straight with my dick! Take my latest bitch, Jenny, she can't get enough of my cock, even when I treat her mean she still keeps coming back for more. I ditched her to fuck a blond bitch I'd met in a bar the other day, boy was she...
When Father Mortimer checked into the hotel it was eight in the evening.The room was a basic no frills double with a small bathroom. He would never stay in such a hotel if he was attending one of his ecclesiastical conferences but for what he had planned it was just perfect.He got down on his knees and bent his balding aged head over a black gilt leaf Bible he had respectfully placed on the edge of the bed.“Blessed Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins,” he muttered and crossed himself three...
SpankingThe following is a totally fictional story. Hi, I'm Mark. I am an 18 year old crossdresser. I am a medium built guy only 5'7" 155 lbs. Last year I had the most unusual experience. My parent's friends own a house up in the mountains, about 8 hours drive away. They also have a daughter, Linda, who is a year younger than me and is very petit and cute. Her mom, Rita, is also a nice looking, medium built, MILF type. She is really good looking and is always dressed in the most...
My last fantasy: I wish I were Marcos Raquel was a 34 yo Spanish woman. She has been married for 16 years now while her husband was 40, a sterile guy, so they don’t have any kids or progeny, they’ve been a happy couple though.Passion has cooled off between them by lack of enthusiasm and stimulation. But this ‘problem’ began to change since a year and two months ago, to be more accurate, as a couple’s pal had gotten to their homes to spend a few days here, in this city where the couple lived...
My last fantasy: I wish I were Marcos Raquel was a 34 yo Spanish woman. She has been married for 16 years now while her husband was 40, a sterile guy, so they don't have any kids or progeny; they've been a happy couple though.Passion has cooled off between them by lack of enthusiasm and stimulation. But this "problem" began to change since a year and two months ago, to be more accurate, as a couple's pal had gotten to their homes to spend a few days here, in this city where the couple lived...
VoyeurI guess you could say I was a fairly regular married guy when all of this started. I had a pretty good job working at the water department for a large city, a house, and a couple of car's in the driveway. I loved my wife of six years, Marci and felt like one pretty lucky guy whenever I was with her. Marci's 5' 4" 105 pounds, a 36-C with long light brown hair and was born in Nebraska. We had met over spring break while both of us were in college. She worked at a local insurance company as a...
THE AMAZING MR. MORTIMER My girlfriend Rachel and I had decided to take a two week vacation to PuertoRico. I had first come across the girl on the streets of San Juan. She cameup to me and begged me for some money. At first I was going to say no. ThenI noticed how beautiful this young girl was and I was intrigued. I startedto reach into my purse to get her something, and she smiled at me. She hada very beautiful smile. It was in fact an entrancing smile. I kept her close to me with small bribes...
Marcel of Marcelle what is in a name... door Marcel van Amoren. Hoofdstuk 1. Een beetje vertwijfeld loop ik door Utrecht. Ik zit zonder werk en dat is me nog niet eerder gebeurd. Eigen schuld natuurlijk. Thuis in mijn klein provinciedorpje had ik een goede baan, verdiende best lekker, hoefde thuis niet veel af te dragen, maar het verveelde me en ik wilde naar de grote stad. Dus op een goede dag of eigenlijk meer op een kwade dag gooide ik mijn kop in de wind en vertrok naar...
Tara's BayouLevel 1 - Fresh MeatI am watching TV and as usual my hand is on my dick. Shit I am so fucking horny! Tired of just sitting here night after night rubbing several out! I need to fuck someone and I need tO FUCK THEM NOW! It's a wonder my right arm doesn't look like Popeye! What the hell am I watching anyway!?This is so fucked up. I am too young for this crap. I am 24 years old living in a country-like town far in the north of Sweden. This shithole is a place where people come...
Carol Brady had a dilemma. While she was in college, she had had a two-year affair with her college roommate. Sandy had taught her the joy of girl-girl love plus the added pleasure of sex with another woman wearing pantyhose. Since then, Carol had had the urge, from time to time, to sleep with another woman. During her first marriage she and her next-door neighbor made love with each other on an on again off again basis. Tracy had also shared Carol’s love of pantyhose. Since marrying Mike...
MARCIA, MARCIA, MARCIA By Leslie Thompson "Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!" Jan Brady stamped her foot and flung herself down onto the bed. Hot tears streamed from her eyes. "It's always Marcia!" she sobbed. "Marcia gets the best of everything, Marcia has all the boyfriends, Marcia gets the good grades, everyone likes Marcia best." She thought about the little jade charm she had hidden in her underwear drawer and wondered if now was the time to use it. Wiping away her...
Carol Brady had a dilemma. While she was in college, she had had a two-year affair with her college roommate. Sandy had taught her the joy of girl-girl love plus the added pleasure of sex with another woman wearing pantyhose. Since then, Carol had had the urge, from time to time, to sleep with another woman. During her first marriage she and her next-door neighbor made love with each other on an on again off again basis. Tracy had also shared Carol's love of pantyhose. Since marrying Mike...
Victoria-72 YR Old Hottie-Part 4; Mary & Marcie.This is part four of a series. Not sure how many parts there will be but there will be a part five.I just could not imagine what Mary could be doing that was so naughty that she deserved a spanking on our next visit. Vicky was still out of town and returning in 4 days and left me voice mails that she expected to be fucked properly upon her return or she was going to have to troll Wal-Mart for a substitute. There was no way I was going to let...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
May 27, 1995, Chicago, Illinois “Today is Kristin’s and Katherine’s birthday!” Birgit said when she climbed into the lounge chair with me on Saturday morning. “I know! They’re having their party here because Uncle Kurt and Aunt Kathy have a smaller house.” “Uncle Kurt only has one wife!” “Most men only have one wife, Pumpkin. Our family is different.” “Are you coming to the party?” “No. Today is Marcia’s competition. I have to go because I’m her sensei.” “I want you to be my sensei! I...
Sharon and Marcia - by: Marcia Spencer It was the third time that Mark had seen her at Sears. She was striking, just slightly taller than the average young woman, with her hair cut in a short style. She wore more makeup than he liked, but it seemed consistent with a certain air of attentiveness, maybe even of strong-mindedness that seemed her most outstanding characteristic. Obviously, her normal duties were in the lingerie department. It was his third stop at the Mesquite,...
Blackboy Gang Bang for Gina and Marcia By Gina-Rose and Marcia St. Denis What I like best about my roommate Marcia St. Denis is her taste in clothes. And I am doubly lucky since we are the same size and she doesn't care in the slightest if I wear her clothes. She has lots of very "girly" things whereas my taste runs to the more exotic. Perhaps that is reflective of our backgrounds. I am a light skinned Indian from exotic, tropical, scented Bombay and Marcia is as white and Anglo...
As described in at the end of this story: Deflowering Jeanette, I fucked Jenny with her younger sister Marcia watching us and fingering her virgin pussy at least once. I also alluded to Marcia becoming so jealous that Jenny and I were having sex and she wanted me to fuck her too Jenny and I had to find other places to have sex other than their house.This is the continuation of that story and the final chapter in this series of true stories.Throughout the rest of high school Jenny and I fucked...
When my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...
Tara's BayouLevel 2 – Evil DongI can’t believe in all of Britain, I can’t find one bloke to fuck me. All I do is work, come home and sit in front of the tele thinking about getting shagged. I do fancy a good porn film whilst I pet my pussy into some calm state. I love giving me self a good orgasm but damn I need a good shag!I think tonight I will try and play Tara’s Bayou again. That is one intense video game. It makes you feel like you are right there in the game and everything that is...
My days were very busy. Tomorrow I would have a Beggar's Night gig entertaining four women. The idea was intriguing since having just fucked Mrs. Martin while her friend and possibly a new employer named Gloria watched us. I found that very exciting.Today was a client from the list given to me by Mrs. Wilson, who was on vacation at the ocean with her husband and daughter, Dan and Ellen. One new name on the list she gave me was Marcia who was set for today. I called her number at 9:00 a.m.,...
MARCYChapter 1Marcy was a bitch, plain and simple. Face it, with her body and good looks, she could have been a model, or at least head cheerleader. But that would have required her to show off her body, and that was the last thing she wanted. At 16, her long brunette tresses, medium size breasts and long legs were the envy of most of the girls in her class. She always felt she was too good for any of the boys her age, and she also felt she was better than any of the girls she knew.She was...
They say the best feeling in life is to love and be loved. At thirty-five years old I think it's quite safe to say I love my life. I have a beautiful wife, Marcia, and a wonderful daughter. Marcia is an accountant in the city and I’m a construction project manager. However, I guess you can say the one hiccup is that my line of work requires a lot of travel but the pay is usually worth it. It was a rainy Friday afternoon in New York when I arrived at LaGuardia. I had been away for three weeks...
CuckoldIntroduction: A man goes from an obscure loser to a wealthy writer, and reaps more benefits than just money. Life sure is funny is how it plays out. I have never been a religious man, still am not, but I did listen to the Joel Olsteen guy when the times were bad. He was so positive, that helped, but he also talked about how God could make up for decades of crap, in just a few years through super natural increase. Like I said, I am no Christian and am agnostic about the existence of a deity,...
Friday after work at Robotix I drove the girls to the Dillon train station and they caught a train for the city. From there they’d take a different train line west to Westborough and their home. Margaret had told the girls she would meet them at the commuter train station in Westborough and bring them home for supper. Since it was peak travel time and the weather was good, the entire train journey would only take about ninety minutes. I could drive them in a little under an hour unless there...
The first time I experienced golden shower was when I was 25 - I hooked up with this older woman at a nightclub in Dublin, it was a place known for bored married ladies on the prowl and a few of us used to go there as it was a great place to get laid.This woman was about 35, very tall and slender, blonde short cropped hair, kind of punky, I liked her, we hit it off, danced, had a fw drinks and I asked her back to my place. She told me she would have to be home to hr suburban semi in Dundrum by...
A few weeks back I met a girl through my office, her name is Marcy. She is divorced, age 30, 5'6" honey frosted blond that weighs about 100 lbs. Marcy has a smile and bubbly personality that you just take a liking to the first time you talk to her. Well, Marcy came in everyday to talk to me and we became the best of pals. She would tell me all her problems and I would help her by listening and offering advise. As it turned out, Marcy was looking for a better job. The one she was in now...
I had just started my sophomore year in high school when Marco and herfamily moved into the house across the street from me. They had emigratedfrom France. It was just Marco, her Mom & Dad and her tall, beautifulsister Angela.Marco and I became instant friends. Like me, she was a sophomore and shewas in my toughest class, Algebra. At least, it was tough for me...easyfor her.Being from France, her toughest class was American History. We had thatclass together too. We rode the bus to and from...
As was his habit at lunchtime, Hal left the building and walked through the office park for exercise. It was a partly cloudy day, and for the moment it seemed overcast. On his way to a small path through the woods, he saw her. Sandy was an attractive redhead with a sensual voice who almost always wore a tailored blouse, a roomy ankle-length skirt, and one-inch pumps. Her wardrobe varied in color, patterns, and material, depending upon the season, but always the same ensemble. Hal watched as...
"I can't do this. I already miss you too much. Please come get me. Sammy, are you there?" Marcy froze, looked in the direction of the answering machine and then at me. She wiped her tear-streaked eyes, showing concern. "Aren't you going to talk to her?" she asked. I was too stunned to move. Hearing Shirley's voice was not something I had anticipated when I formed the plan to invite Marcy to Pontiac and fulfill my promise to tell her my 'I got into a little trouble when I was...
When my parents broke up my mom was six months pregnant. I was sent to live with my father by a quick judge’s ruling because of my mother’s addiction problems. It was ruled that she was not the best choice of a parent for me to live with. Once I left her house and Danville, Pennsylvania, I never looked back. I didn’t even find out that she gave birth to a baby girl until years later. I had a sister I never knew and really had no interest in getting to know. I seriously tried to erase...
It's mid July and school is out and to earn a little extra cash I have begun tutoring a few students in need of help. So far I have been working with three students, two girls and one boy. They come to my home for two to three hours on different days to get help with thier studies. Today is Wednesday and Marcie is scheduled for the afternoon for help with her anatomy class. She has been here three times so far, but she's running late today. When she arrived I showed her in and we were getting...
Cat and Mouse: The Tryout by Bluto "Good afternoon, this is Della Delargio reporting live for WNBC from the financial district. The Protectors, NYC's newest superhero team, has just foiled a bold daylight robbery attempt by The Destroyers, a gang of supervillains who have been increasingly active in recent months. "The Destroyers staged a lightning raid on the Federal Reserve Bank and were about to make a rooftop getaway when The Protectors came charging to the rescue. Here...
The door was open. I had no reason to have it closed. We were all in this together. So I was sitting in the large chair as my nurse prepared to access my port to begin the first liter of Cisplatin. The cancer center had been busy today and I glanced out the doorway as several people passed by. Then I noticed a woman pausing as one of the nurses escorted her somewhere.It was Katherine. I recognized her at once even though it had been so many years ago. Then I heard her laugh as her companion...
College SexMy beautiful pet earned another discipline yesterday. My dear friend, beautiful lady who knows how to punish naughty ladies, suggest me how to discipline my pet, and to teach her who is in charge. This all post is dedicated to this lady. Down there is the text to a dear friend sent to her e-mail:OK, here we are. Let me describe how was it. But first, mom say thanks to you, say she is very grateful for her whipped and sore pussy, and she love you so much (I don t think she is sincere, I can bet...
From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: Cheerleading (what else?) Hey Em, it's your very-best-friend-in-the-world, but I guess you knew that when you saw the "from" line, right? Duh, my blond is showing again. Anyway, how are you holding up in godawful Cleveland... I still CANNOT believe that your parents could just up and move from beautiful SoCal to the midwest for gods sake... and break up the dynamic duo of Smithfield High cheereleading... but anyway, I still...
My memories of my early childhood were not pleasant. While some people wish they could go back to their carefree childhood days, I look at childhood as something I survived and lived to tell about. I recall my first few years on the planet as being in the middle of two parents who spent most of their awake moments arguing and fighting. The fights often became physical, no doubt fueled by my fathers alcohol abuse and my mother’s addiction problems. They finally broke up when I was four years of...
IncestVocê é Marcelo com 30 anos de idade tem um corpo normal (1,80m e 85Kg), não é atlético, mas também não é sedentário, trabalha em uma grande empresa na área de administração. Você é casado com uma linda mulher de 27 anos (Daniela) loira, seios grandes (42), bumbum arrebitado, e magrinha, em outras palavras muita areia para o seu caminhão. Já com 7 anos de casamento as coisas não vão tão bem na área sexual, Daniela só queria fazer 1 vez por semana, nunca toma a iniciativa e reclama quando você...
The girls spent the next two weeks planning for Marcy’s visit. Sylvia and I had sex every other day; Jay and I had none. Well, none if you don’t count a little fellatio as part of three- and four-ways. I was getting downright masterful at self-deception. Nate and Seth advanced to some kissing and petting but nothing more. Nate left the room when Seth and Charlene had sex. Mike and Sylvia, with some guidance from Carl, often talked casually with Nate about whatever he wanted to discuss. I’m sure...
BisexualThe Perfect Hubby 1: Marc to Marcie By Sharon Masterman Billy was a model husband when we first got married. He did his share of the cooking and housework. He was gentle and loving in bed. And he was totally faithful. Then things changed. He stopped cooking and doing housework, and insisted I wait on him hand and foot. He became rough and aggressive in bed. And he started cheating on me. Some nights he came home late, other nights he didn't come home at all. When I...
Marcy sucked her boyfriend's prick and swallowed his cum because she thought he would marry her. "You're getting better at it" said Terry."Practice makes perfect" she giggled.Terry stuffed his prick back in his pants and started the car. "I better take you home"Lois was waiting for her . She didn't like Terry. He was too old to be dating an eighteen year old."I told you not to go out with him" she scolded."I love him mom" she replied."My god honey, he is thirty years old and divorced" "I don't...
InterracialElizabeth Fleming told me some of this story in the years before she died, aged eighty, in 2010. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family member I ever revealed my sexuality to, the first two being my parents. I had known since girlhood that she shared a cottage in Hampshire with her friend, Portia, but had never known their relationship was more than sisterly. When I told her...
LesbianI sat in the leather wing back chair in the headmaster’s private office, waiting. He was in the room next door talking to the school secretary. They were probably trying to get ahold of my parents, good luck with that. I wouldn’t have been left here at Bayou Academy the swankiest boarding school in Houston’s River Oaks neighborhood if my parents had wanted to be bothered with raising me. “She’s been found, unharmed. Very good. Send me a bill for any expenses you incurred.” His conversation...
She was an absolute beauty. That circumstance affected her life from childhood on. She was sought after by many for business or personal reasons, usually egocentric. The dollars came rolling in for modelling and such, and as arm-candy she was wined, dined, and well-traveled. The latter usually expected access to her beautiful body in exchange, she discovered. She liked sex alright, but these joinings were mostly physical lust, not providing much emotional satisfaction beyond feeling desirable....
It was already dusk when I got into my car. The radio was still on. Chumbawamba's "Tubthumping" was playing. "How appropriate" I thought to myself. The Radio gods must be telling me something. I pulled out of the driving singing, "I get knocked down, but I get up again. You are never gonna keep me down..." As I drove, I rehearsed what I'm going to say to Chase. I'm going to tell him the truth. Well - a variation of the truth. I won't mention time travel or future events. I certainly...
She wanted to remember. The hookah was a beautiful piece. It stood at 4 ½ feet. Dark red… it always was her favorite color. This hookah was her personal prize. It only had one hose, one smoker. She pulled the airtight box from its hiding place and opened the lid. Once released, the heady aroma drifted, tickling her nose. The new batch of bud was a dark green, but the crystals were so thick it turned everything pastel. Breaking it apart just enough to smoke easy, she arranged the weed in...
Introduction: While a few details have been tweaked, this story is as close as I can remember it Prologue She wanted to remember. The hookah was a beautiful piece. It stood at 4 ½, feet. Dark red&hellip, it always was her favorite color. This hookah was her personal prize. It only had one hose, one smoker. She pulled the airtight box from its hiding place and opened the lid. Once released, the heady aroma drifted, tickling her nose. The new batch of bud was a dark green, but the...
After the close call and excitement, in more ways than one, of that first night together, Sandy decided they better cool it a bit so Mom wouldn’t get suspicious. Mom also went back on day shift, 8am – 8pm, so bedtime was less private, but days were not such a problem. Randy tried to act normal around Mom and of course, around Sandy, but he did have some issues like being quieter and more protective. Mom just thought he was getting older and closer to starting into puberty, especially now...
First thing, I went looking for Tracy. She didn't see me come up behind her. I figured a little payback was in order so I gave her a hip check. Her head snapped around, and when she saw it was me, she got a big grin. "Hey, sexy boy," she purred. That got everyone's attention, and I actually blushed. She winked at me as she turned to go to her locker. It was nice to see her smiling. After school, I went to baseball tryouts. There were a lot of guys and even a few girls trying out. I...
Everyone in the crowd froze in a various array of postures. Moments after they got to their seats the group battle ended, and in both ghastly and bloody manner, at that. “Is ... is that it?” Someone asked in a barely audible voice. “In just a few seconds he took out five of the eight of them, killing three of them, not less...” Another person mentioned waveringly. “How terrible, he even didn’t spare the woman...” “Dad, dad, what Martial school this expert belongs to? Please sign me in!”...
I never FaceTime. I'm not a adolescent girl. I don't need to see your face when a simple text will do. Call me an old bastard, get-off-my-lawn type, but that's the way it is. (By the way, I'm not that old).So when that mechanical beeping emanates from my phone that someone wants to FaceTime me, it's definitely out of the ordinary. Especially when it's 10:30 on a Tuesday night. I got to my phone and it said "Ann FaceTime video."Well, this was different. Ann Next Door and I been fooling around on...
“Not until morning.” You growl in my ear and we embrace, kissing passionately, intensely as we always do. I thought things would move in slow motion, but you seem to have an agenda. I wonder if you have x-ray vision to see the contents of my bag. My dress is over my head in less than a minute, followed quickly by your pants hitting the floor. I moan as you drag your lips down my neck and pull my tits out of my bra. “God, I missed you.” I am breathless, this is exactly what i wanted. Your...
***Please read chapters 1 - 22 in order to get the full impact of the story. The last thing that I remember is Donna, Marcus, Tonya, and I going to sleep in our tent after enjoying at day at the High Sierra Music Festival. I'm not much of a pot smoker, and I remember smoking way too much for a novice. I try to open my eyes, but I'm blinded with bright lights from the ceiling. There is also an unbearable sunlight beam coming in through a window on the left side of my bed. I'm squinting my eyes....
First TimeThanks P. for help with editing the story. SECONDHAND Another uneventful gray day of my life was coming to an end, and I had just closed the door and turned off the light at the back of the shop when there was a frantic knocking. A tall, white-haired woman in a long fashionable coat was standing outside, with two large black bin bags. I went up to the door and said, "We're closed! Sorry!" "What shall I do with these clothes, then?" the woman asked me, exaggerating her lip...
[For gt15go...for his many thoughtful comments, etc.]Duane smiled inwardly as Thomas, the older man from the church was now naked, bent over the edge of his bed, as he waited for Duane to impale his ass hole on his far bigger, and black cock!"Fuck me," Thomas said, looking over his shoulder as Duane walked up behind him, his much bigger, and black cock, swaying slightly from side-to-side. "PLEASE?!"At that Duane smiled even more broadly. Thomas was not the first older white guy in the area...
It was a warm October night and I was at a college football game with a few buddies. Throughout the first half of the game, I looked to my right and there was this hot sexy bald guy 3 sections to my right. He had huge arms and was wearing a black wife-beater and jeans. We kept looking at each other and at each time, he would show that bright smile of his.At halftime, I went to the restroom and used one of the stalls, luckily I was the only one in the bathroom. As I opened the stall, he was...