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It was early May of this year and two friends of mine invited me to go and hear some live music at a local venue. After all the restrictions we had been facing here in our tiny state it was a welcomed opportunity to get out. I don't think my divorce had been finalized for much more than a month at this point.The three of us arrived at the club at about eight o'clock and took a table near the bar which was also close to the stage. I was wearing a dress that just rode above my knees; it showed...
MILF1st Author note: This story was inspired by Bill Hart's great cover on TG caps at the below address: http://tgcaps.com/caps/modcovers/billhart/superheroines/ConanTheBarbarian258.jpg.php I'd like to encourage everyone to take the time to look Bill Hart's Cap before reading the below story. 2nd Author note: I've wanted to write this story for a couple of years but the idea of writing a story on an iconic character like Conan is very daunting. There is the Conan of Robert Howard,...
"A Full Conclave!" Gronnus laughed. "So that is the latest foolishness from Roquan's camp! Surely they are desperate now!" Freya looked bored as she lounged in the gazebo. She sat with her long legs stretched out before her, one ankle crossed casually over the other. The bottom edge of her dress had been blown back by a breeze, exposing her red panties. She had made no move to cover it. She glanced outside, where the sun hung high above them. It was approaching the time of the midday...
They were as they had been when they started, walking slowly around the periphery of the audience chamber. The Emperor was no less agitated now than he had been then. "I am telling you, Z'haas, there is little to worry about from Freya," Gronnus declared. "I have already spoken with her." The Emperor cast a dubious gaze at the Overlord. "From what I have heard, 'talking' is not a means by which she obtains what she wants from other Overlords." Gronnus allowed himself a sly smile....
No one in his right mind missed the summer solstice celebration around these parts, according to Samuel. Indeed, to hear him and his pub regulars tell it, the solstice party was the event of the year in the village, far more important than Christmas or New Year’s Eve. It started before sunset, Samuel told me, and the survivors continued through until dawn. He and his wife always opened the pub the following morning to serve breakfast, free of charge, to those who managed to stagger in. The...
"You gave him your vote?! How could you do this to me?!" Freya did not appear to hear Gronnus at first. Her attention was focused on unwrapping a small parcel she had purchased from the merchants shortly after the Conclave had adjourned for the day. As she removed the wrapping from a small wooden box, she turned her head and gave Gronnus a bored look. "My vote was never yours to begin with. Or anyone's other than mine from the start." "But you said you would deal with me!" "No. I...
Gronnus stepped away from the gazebo. He had to pause a moment halfway down the path to catch his breath and stop his heart from hammering in his chest. He glanced over towards the west. The afternoon sun had disappeared behind a storm blowing in from the ocean. The breeze had stirred, bringing with it a promise of rain. Until it delivered, the air was still muggy and oppressive. He turned again down the path, Overlord Freya far ahead of him. She disappeared into her quarters just as Gronnus...
Kitchen Girl took me in the night when her humid warmth engulfed me and she pulled me to her and we moved together smoothly and still mostly asleep. Our bodies knew what they wanted and we let our tongues and lips and hands speak for themselves in our leisurely joining. In the morning outside under the shower she leaned against the wall and spread her legs and pressed her butt back against me. The water turned cold and I felt the goose bumps on my skin but I didn’t care. Kitchen Girl...
"I am quite pleased you are here again, Rennis. I had not expected to see you again in person until the Conclave gathered." Overlord Rennis D'glounaas was rather pleased himself as he accepted the proffered goblet of wine from his host. It was good to see Roquan acting so warmly towards him again. Despite the fact that he knew the animosity between them was water under the bridge in the wake of the Emperor's treachery, it was one thing to see it over Farview and quite another to see it...
The merchants arrived at the Manor at dawn to little fanfare. To them, this was business as usual. Yes, there was the anticipation of additional riches from the affluent Overlords that would arrive the next day, and the usual excitement that accompanied the prospect of female companionship, as it did at any Manor they visited. The merchants dutifully set up their tents and their wares alongside the wide road just outside the gates of the Manor. Only once the sun had risen did the Overlord...
Roquan politely but firmly turned away both Rennis and Doran when they came to his quarters early in the morning. He did not offer them any excuse whatsoever despite their puzzled looks. This was his Manor. It was time he began to assert some more control over it. He had no need to justify his actions. He had Amanda summoned to him, as he had the previous two mornings. For the first time in his memory, he actually felt anxious about meeting with one of his slaves. Amanda arrived, escorted...
Doran was not to be deterred. He did not care what Roquan said to him. He did not care what Roquan was doing at the moment, even if he were in bed with one of his slaves. There was too much to talk about and too much to be done. He would not be turned away. He dutifully gave Roquan until the sun had risen fully above the eastern horizon. That would certainly give him enough time to have his morning meal and do whatever urgent Manor business needed his attention. He knew that there had been...
Overlord Weton D'honna was a dapper young man, the youngest of the Overlords present save for Freya. Supposedly this man already leaned in Roquan's direction, but Roquan was not sure what this was buying them. Where the other Overlords tended to be prejudicial in terms of Clan longevity, Roquan was in a similar way with age. He did not see this man, having been an Overlord for only five years, as very credible for his cause. Yet a vote was a vote, and beggars could not be choosers. Weton...
Vanlo uttered a long sigh. He cast his tired eyes down at his patient. The bolt was out. The wound was closed and starting to knit. He applied more of the salve to it now that she could stand it, now that there was no longer raw muscle and tendon exposed, and it would start to knit a little faster. But the girl's skin was still deathly pale. The bolt had gone deep and nicked the major artery. Before they got her to Vanlo, she had bled profusely. Her breathing had been very shallow. She was...
Roquan arrived in the Healer's office shortly after sunrise. He was greeted with a welcome sight: Amanda was on her own two feet and looking as if nothing had happened to her, save for one slash of faint pinkish-red on the side of one calf. Amanda actually smiled when she saw the Overlord approach. To even his own surprise, Roquan smiled back. Healer Vanlo, however, was not at all shy about his good humor. For the first time in a long while, he could say he had a good night's sleep. He...
"One ... Two ... Three ... Four..." Connor's chest strained once again in the sparsely populated Exercise Room. The boy puffed as he pushed the metal bar, the last rep he had to do, and the last exercise in his circuit for the day. The metal holder clanged as he dropped the heavy bar onto it, and Connor gasped for breath on the bench. Tired, but elated, he gave himself a moment to recover as sweat soaked the bench under him. His muscles ached, but at least he was done. "Good, you're done...
The announcer stood and walked to the lectern. She started as always with, “Good morning St. Simon’s! These are our announcements. Please govern yourselves accordingly.” She launched into a slew of updates to which many of the congregants took interest. When she said, “The Deacons Mentoring Fatherless Young Men Group will be meeting this afternoon,” a few ears perked up from the choir stand. There was Ali, who was light-skinned, and about to enter the tenth grade sitting next to his best friend...
Gronnus tried to reach Overlord Weton early in the morning just at dawn, but he overslept. In his worries over the very deal he was trying to save, he tossed and turned for a good part of the night. When he finally did fall into slumber, he was exhausted, and thus it was not until the sun had just risen above the horizon that he roused himself out of bed. By the time he reached Weton's quarters, the Overlord was already up and about, and no sooner had Gronnus left the area when he saw the...
Roquan had had a bad night. This was rare for him. Even in the middle of the crisis precipitated by the Imperial agent Yanna, he had never had serious trouble sleeping. Yet last night had been different. Everything that he had done and said in the course of the Conclave was coming back to haunt him. He had started to wonder if perhaps he indeed had Oceanus' best interests in mind from the start. Already irritated from lack of sleep, he was in no mood to hear what his Healer was telling...
There was once a boy named Ian lived in a remote town where did nothing. He longed to have her first time, love and conquer the world.Each passing day makes me very difficult to know if someday my love. Evenings will make me eternal. There used to believe in love until I met Alex an attractive and handsome boy. I met a very rainy night, that day tried to end my life. I had problems with myself. I feared my family. At school everyone hated me for different reasons. I knew if anyone would know...
The three Overlords -- Roquan, Rennis, and Doran -- emerged onto a low bluff at the northwest corner of the mansion, overlooking a wide expanse of beach through the trees. Rising up from the center was a wide, circular structure. It was built similar in design to living quarters. Solid wood poles were spaced evenly about the circumference of the structure, buttresses holding up a pointed, sloped roof. The thatch-and-wood walls, however, rose only to waist-height, and one was missing entirely...
Gronnus watched with smug satisfaction as he saw Overlord Berin D'flaar leaving Trennan's quarters. Seeing that helped offset the indignation he had felt against Freya for what she had pulled on him that morning. The gall of that woman! She was trying to take over the whole show. She had no idea what greater interests were being served here. Though he realized that if he had told her, she would more likely than not try turn it around to her advantage and his detriment. He had a short while...
"So, you've broken it off permanently with her," said Helena. "Yes. There's no going back now. At least I can't think of any way," I said. "You sound like you wish that there were a way," she said. "We were married a long time. I would like another chance at her if there were some way to guarantee she'd remain faithful. But, well, there isn't," I said. "You sound like me," she said. "I'd give my left tit to have my Mr. Cross back, but, he kicked me to the curb for some chickee that will be...
CuckoldMidway through my first year in the new town I had moved to, a waitress named Jenny began working at the pub down the road from my gallery. She was only employed there over a six week period, as I will explain later. Her boyfriend was a guy called Conrad, and I only met him on three occasions. Conrad had recently acquired work in the building industry, in a city two hundred miles away. Because of that distance, he only visited Jenny every second weekend during her service at the pub.We all knew...
Gay MaleAt the same time Roquan contemplated the problem of his troublesome slave, on an island just to the northeast of the one upon which the D'ronstaq Manor sat, a man walked alone on a road through the dense tropical forest. He was known as the Wanderer. Indeed, his given name meant "Wandering Spirit" in his native lands, from a language few could speak fluently anymore in modern times. A terrible loss, he always felt, though he kept this to himself. His purpose was not to examine the past...
"I fear I may need to tender my resignation, your Lordship." Roquan looked up from the accounting parchment he was perusing and stared in confusion at his Healer. "Is this a joke, Vanlo?" Vanlo straightened and clasped his hands behind his back. "I wish it were. However, I feel that events of late have convinced me that I am aging past the point of usefulness to this Manor. If you wish, I can suggest a few colleagues from the Healer Guild that would serve as a...
Amanda patiently waited for her turn to eat breakfast as she lay stretched out on her stomach on her mistress' bed, her head propped up on her elbows. Her backside was still sore and pink from her paddling the day before, though it was tolerable if she did not put too much weight on it. Sirinna had again offered to take her to the Healer, but she had again refused. It wasn't all that bad now, and she felt it better to tough it out, if only to prove to herself that she could do it. Besides,...
I thought I was straight, but Conor showed me the joys of sucking cock I'd always wondered if I was gay, but I'd never had the nerves to find out. I didn't know any gay people, and where I grew up most people were homophobic, so I never had a chance to experiment. I'd tried getting with girls but something always felt empty about it, like I was just going through the motions. But every time I slept with someone I couldn't help but imagine what it was like to be on the bottom, or on my knees...
Gay"He's a good guy, Conrad. He's no threat to us, and he's nobody gonna be spreading any bad stuff about us out there either. Okay?" she said. "No, it's not okay. You're either his or you're mine. Which is it going to be, Pamela. There is no in between. Call him now tell him he's history or I am. History that is," I said. I'm Conrad Winston. Age thirty-eight. I'm a building contractor, mostly commercial stuff. Pay's good: 200K annual on average. Pamela my wife is twenty-eight, average looking,...
CuckoldIt all made perfect sense. I was not the catch that my lying wife said I was. I was set up. Gloria fucked me, and that for an extra thousand dollars and then got the hell outta Dodge. Tanya had stayed with me, and we had become an item of sorts. But marry her? And could I trust her? She knew I was well heeled if not actually rich. Was that the attraction? Maybe not, she was forty, and maybe looking for someone to hold on to, someone like me. Shit! What a mess. It was Friday. I'd cancelled my...
Cuckold"He's a good guy, Conrad. He's no threat to us, and he's nobody gonna be spreading any bad stuff about us out there either. Okay?" she said. "No, it's not okay. You're either his or you're mine. Which is it going to be, Pamela. There is no in between. Call him now tell him he's history or I am. History that is," I said. I'm Conrad Winston. Age thirty-eight. I'm a building contractor, mostly commercial stuff. Pay's good, 200K annual on average. Pamela my wife is twenty-eight,...
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Non-EroticThis story introduces some examples, what you can do with Conditional Branches. To understand the examples, you should be familiar with Conditional Branches and Conditional Branches - If-Statements. There is this story to show the Chapter settings and the chapter source code and another one to show live examples. You can use the examples or parts of it for your own stories or chapters. If you like an example, please like chapters of that branch to thank the author for his work. If you want to...
Non-EroticConvict is a person who is guilty of one or more criminal offences declared by the judge. Here even he hasn't done any crime he remain a convict until declared innocent and given compensation and other rehabilitation cost related to it and punish who were involved in it! But here this man hasn't received anything and no punishment for real criminals (Dr Bhuller and group). So, he is still convict! Had bad times! Hours, days or weeks? No, not even years! Convict spends his lifetime prison...
Rennis dashed up the path to Roquan's quarters, smoothing down his hair as best he could. He cursed himself for oversleeping again. He was loathe to admit that this constant shuttling back and forth between his own Manor and Roquan's was starting to take its toll on him. It was a full day by boat and another half day over land to get from the D'glounaas Manor to the D'ronstaq Manor. He sorely wished Roquan's father had founded the Manor closer to the island's only port. When he burst...
"I am quite pleased you made it to the Manor early, Doran. I am feeling increasingly out of my element on the eve of the Conclave." Overlord Doran D'jorus breathed a windy sigh as he shook his head. He nodded his thanks as he accepted the goblet from his host. He took a long pull at it before speaking. "Not that we have all that much more time to prepare, Roquan!" He waved a beefy hand towards the door, which had been left open to admit the cooling evening breeze. "What we have now is...
Emperor Z'haas was not a patient man by any stretch of the imagination in less eventful times, and even less so once he received word that the Conclave had started. He had given Gronnus a quarter moon, yet he found himself anxious for word of progress after only the second day. He summoned the Overlord over Farview late that morning. There was a long pause before it was answered, Z'haas having to restrain himself from passing his hand over the pearl again and again. "Your timing is very...
The Wanderer stood at the threshold to his bedchamber, gazing through a small gap between the curtain and the edge of the frame. He peered at the still form of Sirinna as she lay on her bed, her sides rising and falling slowly and steadily. He had already checked on Amanda moments before and found her fast asleep as well. Carefully, the merchant slipped past the curtain, crouching as he made his way as silently as possible towards the exit. He was not concerned with Sirinna waking and seeing...
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"Finally!"Laura rushed to answer the doorbell. Connor, her brother, was supposed to arrive two hours ago but his flight had gotten delayed. She couldn't hold in her excitement as she fiercely hugged him."Hey, Sis!" Connor called out as he scooped his big sister into a bear hug."I missed you!" She replied laughing and giggling happily, wrapping her arms around his neck.Connor returned her enthusiasm with equal force. He chuckled as he lifted her up in his arms, "I missed you more!""Not possible...
"…she can watch and learn if she wants. Then she can see how she should handle a cock.” Placidly she kept on sucking my rod while the approaching car had just stopped. Judging by the sound it was Constance’ piece of junk. Basically I did not care about the results for the relationship between the two sisters. And from their mother, my former teacher, I would hardly get a tongue-lashing. So I decided to simply enjoy the mouth and tongue on my dick and to wait for what would happen. And this...
I was sitting in my room doing the last of my homework when Mother disturbed my concentration. I suspected she wanted me to spend the rest of the evening with her. I had been looking forward to finishing the romance novel that I had borrowed from the young adult section of the local library. Reluctantly I wandered out to the head of the stairs where I could understand what she was saying, and sure enough I was right. "Jean, come on down and we can have some time together." I noticed...
There she was cowering in front of me. Sucked her first dick, got cummed over her face and in her mouth, swallowed all of it and was fingered by her own sister to a squirting orgasm. What could there be more?Well, first Steph was standing next to me and swung her leg over me, place a foot on the arm rest and was holding her pussy in my face. Only now I realized that dawn had come in between since it was light enough so that I could see the drops of pussy juice glitter on her bald lips. “Sweety,...
My shoulders hurt. And my back. This feels wrong. Uncomfortable and ..... wrong.... Why is it dark? Where am I? It's cold..... I think I'm suspended from something by my shoulders. No, wait, my feet are on the floor, so, just restrained then. ... "Just restrained"? What the fuck?! Something is seriously messed up here! Get me the hell out of here! Got to get help! "H----------" Huh? "H------------!!" I can't speak! Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. .... ... OK,...
After Steph had maneuvered Constance between my legs I could see the panic in her eyes. She had watched us sucking and fucking each other, had even tried some cum but it seemed as if she wanted to bug out. Immediately she wanted to get away from my cock which was still covered in her sisters pussy juice. But she just grabbed her neck and pushed her face mercilessly towards my throbbing dick. “Don’t make an act out of it! Watching us did turn you on and you already know how his delicious cum and...
Friday 2 October 2043 We awoke in the morning in a pile of bodies and even later than we usually did. At least it was warm in the house as the programmable thermostat had raised the temperature in the house to the morning setting at 6:00 that morning. The Sisters sat up, sniffed, and made a distraught face at the smell. "We need to shower!" they both informed me before throwing the blanket off and dragging me out of bed. The exposed sheets were a disaster of dried areas of cum and pussy...
Introduction: A brother and sister discover the each other sexually–together This is partially based on a true story. The sexual part and the second half are pure fiction. this is my first story, its not perfect, please dont use the comments section for ads. When I was nine years old, my twin brother and I loved to play games. A favorite game was called Naked Boy. We would both go into my parents bathroom and undress. The two of us would strip naked and ignore our clothes for the rest of the...
this is my first story, it's not perfect, please don't use the comments section for ads. When I was nine years old, my twin brother and I loved to play games. A favorite game was called Naked Boy. We would both go into my parents bathroom and undress. The two of us would strip naked and ignore our clothes for the rest of the game. He would go into the shower and stand behind the glass door. I would pretend he was an animal at the zoo or something. That all changed one day when we were...
I had published this here some time ago in German and was asked to translate it. Hope you enjoy and let me know if you do. Then I might translate the other parts as well. During my time at the university I had a short and pretty boring relationship with Constance. She was rather unexciting and sex with her was pretty bland but I simply had nothing better to do and to fuck by that time. Besides she had a small pad near the campus. Driving five minutes in the morning beats the hell out of 45 mins...
It had been almost two months. I realize that doesn’t seem like a long time, but when you were used to the sex life Conrad and I had, it felt like an eternity. We had been married for five years, and during those five years, that was the longest to date we had ever gone. I don’t know why it had been so long, but looking back, I think it was just our lives. Between my work with the FBI and his secret government internet security whatever, we had barely been in the same room as each other for...
The Wanderer lived up to his name. Or at least inasmuch as it would seem to someone watching him. In reality, Jollis had his path well thought out. He knew Roquan would be quite busy that day with the opening of the Conclave. However, he wished to insure that he could catch the Overlord at some point before the man retired for the evening. It was very important for him to meet with the man, to establish a rapport with the Overlord. In effect, to build the man's trust. This would be...
I spent the night in my own apartment, but I was not alone. Another of the breeders came in. I don't know why, but this woman just wanted to fuck and that was it. I was disappointed because this fuck was kind of mechanical. The woman didn't even cum, though I did. I shot her full of jizz and she lost interest in me. She didn't even tell me her name. Sheesh! Some women sure are peculiar! The next day at breakfast, I cornered Miriam and asked about the woman. Miriam said, "Alise is an odd...
Something had been gnawing at me for the last few months, and I finally had to bring it up to Atrina. I was about to become a father many times over, and I was beginning to have second thoughts about dumping my progeny out into the world as raw slaves. It just didn't seem right to me to treat my children that way. The question was, how was I going to get Atrina to come around to my way of thinking. The only way that I could figure was to make a sound economic argument. I started out be...
The only thing that happened on our way to the palace was that we met a group of young men out on the town, but they took one look at the force of bodyguards and made themselves scarce. Everything was fine at the palace, and we were escorted into a private dining room. Along the way, I had been assured that the bodyguards would be ushered into the quarters reserved for the praetorian guards and would be fed and entertained. I could imagine what form the entertainment would take! As promised,...
Thanks 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...
As usual, this is a work of fiction and fantasy. Any accidental resemblance to any actual person is entirely unintended. This is adult material. If you are not of age, find something else to read. I read every comment. Thank you so much to everyone who left one. If you want me to reply, either post on the message boards (which I regularly read) or leave an email address on your comment. If anyone wants to make derivative works of any of my stories, you have my permission. Please...
CONJUGAL I'm so glad that horrible trial is over with. The judge really had it out for me and Joey. It's unfair, because all I did was drive and it wasn't like he did more than threaten that lady. But because Joey already has a record waiting to be sealed, they got to decide he was a dangerous case and needed some kind of special rehabilitation. On the plus side, they said that once Joey finished his 9-month rehabilitation at some place called Rosemond, his record could be...