Scout Part 3 Chapter 4
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The next morning, I awoke with Scout in my arms. I gave her a kiss on the back of her head and left her sleeping. I went downstairs to make breakfast. In the middle of making pancakes and sausage, I heard foot falls on the steps. I looked and saw Scout coming down the stairs. She was rubbing her eyes with one hand, the other on the banister. Her white shirt was riding up, showing off her flat belly. “Hi, cutie,” I said. “How’d you sleep?” “Great,” she said, smiling. “I’ve got...
An innocent excursion into the mountains turns into an erotic adventure of truly epic proportions! The exciting story is a funny derivation of excerpts from the extensive diaries of Jean-Daniel Cadinot. Enjoy, all you boyscouts out there:Scout Campby Pierre d'AmourBookRix EditionCopyright 2016After exerpts from the extensive diaries of Jean-Daniel CadinotMonday, August 14I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw myself in the mirror: I was something else! My brand new brown uniform looked stunning...
My Scout and I have been friends forever. Long before he got married and I moved away. We were closer then of course but I found myself in our old stomping grounds and decided to call him to meet me for a beer.When he showed up it was awkward at first but soon we werte laughing and telling stories from the good ol days. One beer turned into another and soon the old challenge came up who was the better pool player.He laughed as I broke "give up now Katt,I know all your weaknesses!"Must be the...
It all began with an innocuous posting on this site. A gorgeous young lady changed her status to say she would be at All Bar One this Friday night. Well there are probably hundreds of these bars up and down the country but her profile said she was from Croydon and with the beauty of the internet, there was indeed an All Bar One there. Easy enough to drive up after work and take a chance I thought and if nothing else, it would be a lovely jaunt through the Downs and into town. Luckily, or...
The Gambler's Folly Belladonna "Have you lost your mind, Clarence?" Nelson asked his longtime partner at his law firm. "I wasn't thinking straight!" "That's an understatement. If this gets out, it could ruin all of us. You didn't just screw yourself here; you've risked the rest of us." "I'm sorry, I..." "Just shut it, Clarence," Marianna added as she looked down at her fellow partner as he squirmed in his seat. "What do you want me to say?" Clarence asked as he threw up...
Chapter 2 The rest of the evening before bed was very interesting. I made dinner and we ate it front of the TV. When we had finished dinner, I stretched out along the couch sideways. Scout surprised me when she came over and curled up on my lap, with her head on my chest. I tensed up at the unexpected action. After a few minutes though, I relaxed and put my arm over her. We watched TV for a couple of hours, until I saw Scout start to yawn. Time for bed, I said. I dont wanna get up, mumbled...
Six years later I was actually proud of myself. The ladies knew me well enough to know that I’d eventually become restless. I guess the biggest hint was when I started doodling with a design for a new iteration of Shark. I’d made it all the way to the week after our fourth anniversary before I began doodling with schematics for a new ship. When my doodles were discovered, the ladies didn’t become upset, but rather, embraced my sense of adventure--and basically took over the design of the...
I wasn't sure exactly where they were, but I was sure that a pack of Johnny Rebs was somewhere in these woods. The captain had asked, that is, not quite ordered, me to scout through these woods an find the Confederates who were taking pot shots at our troops whenever the opportunity arose. I was out of uniform, since I wanted to be able to slip around without being seen. My buckskins did a hell of a good job blending in with the bushes and other brush under the trees. I was armed with my...
I was supposed to go on a scout badge weekend at a nearby scout camp with 2 other scouts.One of them hurt his leg playing football and the other didn't turn up at the meeting place so I threw a 2 man tent on my backpack and a pan for cooking and set off for the 2 mile hike to the camp.The scout master met me at the Scout house and enquired about the others. Apparently we were going to be the only 3 now there was only me. He told me where to pitch my tent and then bring my food and put it in the...
At 4:30 Mr. Scott woke me up and said to go back to my tent. A little after five they woke everyone up. We started with the morning duties and made breakfast. After eating the fire was put out and we were told to get our packs. We hiked for three hours. We stopped and was told to change into our swimsuits. Being shy most of the guys went into the brush. I went out in the woods, changed and was coming back when I heard some noise coming from the bushes. Curious, I went over to see what it was....
Several minutes later, I had to stop watching the view screen as we twisted and turned along the path through the Wastes, missing by feet, and sometimes inches, asteroids far bigger than we were. I trusted Crystal and the other AIs implicitly, but watching still made me nervous. “Approaching the intersection,” Crystal announced nearly an hour later. The AIs and the bots laughed when I let out an explosive breath of relief. “Tell Rampage to end their pursuit,” I ordered. I didn’t want them...
“Kit, please perform a detailed survey of all areas we go through and verify your scans against our navigation charts for accuracy.” “Yes, Captain,” she replied as she shimmered into view, scaring my three newest wives. We explained about having five AI in every ship and the absolute need to keep that information secret. Grandfather Louis had even kept the information from the Navy when he returned. All we shared was the information about the black boxes and the malicious code. It was...
Rosaria knew that they went to fight a terrifying enemy, but none had seen the Lich in decades, people had whispered that it could rival the gods themselves, but she felt the warm light of Adia infusing her always and knew that none could come close to her power or influence over this world. Next to a god and it's divine herald, how could any foul thing like this Lich compare? Rosaria was known throughout Pasor as simply the Paladin, she and her compatriots went from town to town, village to...
Milo pulled into the driveway, put the car in park and turned the ignition off.”What do you think?” he asked.”You said it was a house, Milo, not a mansion.””It’s still a house,” he replied. “Just a really big one.”Vicki leaned back into the seat and let out a sigh. Milo had bought the house as an investment property without discussing it with her. The savings they had were gone, used to finance Milo’s latest idea.”It’s old, run down and huge, Milo,” she said quietly. “How is this an...
SupernaturalShe unsheathed her blade, the slender enchated short sword a present from her dragonslayer father given when she entered the academy. Crouching low she slipped through the vegetation, coming upon a semi open area in the forest, the trees having been ripped out of the gorund to make room for the large black bulk laying in the middle, it's stomach rising slowly as it slept. "This is even better" she whispered, blessing her luck at finding the beast asleep, gripping her blade tight as she...
I’ve had several folks ask if my ‘Massage Mat’ story was based on real-life experiences. I take those questions as compliments, but fortunately I have experienced no real-life incest, the work is a complete fantasy. The questions did get me thinking, though, whether I could write a story based on a real-life experience. It was harder than I thought! Here, for your amusement, is a story that draws on a real life experience of mine. I’m concerned that it sounds too much like a ‘what I did on my...
This story is a collaboration between my editor, Ray, and I. The concept was my idea, but I stopped writing the story halfway for some reasons. Ray didn’t want to see it incomplete, so he finished writing it. This is the last story I’ll ever post. Thank you to all the people who’ve sent me such encouraging emails about my work. Chapter 1. A Fallen Angel. ‘He’s really angry you know,’ Hera informed Giselle. ‘You really messed up this time.’ ‘I know,’ Giselle said miserably. ‘But they loved...
From a distance, Honor heard the four men either raise or fold. She had no idea who was winning at that point, so lost in her own thoughts. There was only one man at that table with whom she had sex. With the others, she just acted like herself. No sex involved. Nothing like this had happened to her back home. It must be the crazy energy of Vegas that helped put her in this predicament. Maybe the city had a different effect on different people. Honor sat back on the hotel couch, eyeing the...
I’m sorry this chapter was a LONG time in coming. (No pun intended ^_~). It was very difficult to write since the sex is different than anything I had done thus far. Fair Warning: This chapter contains very light bondage (no pain, only pleasure), masturbation, and fun with a dildo. If none of this appeals to you, then don’t continue! On top of everything else, it’s self-edited so there will be mistakes! Otherwise, I hope you enjoy this chapter and remember that I LOVE honest feedback and...
I hope everyone enjoys this story. It came out of nowhere when I was trying to finish a chapter of another story. Please tell me what you think of it, constructive criticism is appreciated. Remember to take a second or two and vote! –~~– Honoria Balcolmbe chewed nervously at her manicured fingernails. For the millionth time, she wondered how she found herself in her current situation. She was in a posh poker room at some ritzy casino on the Vegas strip, sitting off in the corner while her...
He was never going back to her. He’d left in a bit of a blur and told her something about the property he’d inherited from his uncle needing serious repair work. While technically true, he’d sold those buildings nearly a year ago, their filthy, rotting walls were someone else’s problem now. Good riddance. Some mouldy old houses, which would take more money to renovate than they could ever dream of making, or enough whisky, opium and women to last a lifetime? Captain Wood knew which he would...
Introduction: So, this is a story I wrote last year, a young huntress decides to try and prove herself and it goes awry, though she may liek the new results better. anyways this story contains bestiality, size difference etc. so normal warnings you must be of age to read this on and on such and such, anyways enjoy(also pardon and grammar issues, I have a nerve issue which causes me to transpose my words a lot, I do my best to catch the mistakes and ammend them but some can slip through) The...
(Jake Malden aka Jaymal retired from writing erotic fiction last year. Two of his stories, however, remained unposted on any site. In the interest of giving these tales a readership, they will be posted here on Lush. Jake's page will remain active until the end of February 2017, so if you read these stories and enjoy them, do pass on your appreciation in the comments section.)The notion occurred to Felicity while she was in the shower. Her palms had been circling slowly on her pert breasts...
ReluctanceThere was something not quite right, I came to but something was amiss. I know the alarm had gone off, nothing new there, sleeping through but my watch only said 10. I looked around the room, just a typical hotel, built with the business traveller in mind. Then it came to me, not quite an epiphany admittedly but it was a Friday night, or perhaps a Saturday morning but then I realised, the shower was running. Venturing into the bathroom, all of about five strides, I saw the same girl from my...
Fern ran for all she was worth. Her long blonde hair streamed behind her, and her large bountiful breasts bounced beneath her simple halter as she moved as if her life depended on it. She wasn’t exactly in mortal danger, but her life was at stake, nevertheless. The female of twenty-five seasons panted as she ran. She cupped her wildly bouncing breasts with both hands while her four hooves pounded the ground in a desperate gallop. The frightened centaur just had to get away! She couldn’t let...
I’d been working for the county for eleven years, ever since I was fresh out of college at 22. I decided to use up some of my accumulated vacation pay. To tell the truth, I was told by HR that if I didn’t use up some of my accumulated time off I’d get an official censure which would count against me when the next cycle of raises came around. It was in the early spring of 2003. Well, that sent me into a flurry of activity, delegating everything that I could. I wasn’t the top guy in the IT...
Message to all Personnel Borneo Military District: The following is the personal log of Lieutenant Conrad Feldman. This man has been court-martialed for failure to obey a lawful order, cowardice in the face of the enemy, and conduct unbecoming an officer of the Confederacy. Our review of this log shows that many of his faults and failures are highlighted in his own words and this log is being distributed to all personnel so they might review his actions and then improve their own behavior in...
Angel Wings Marketing Associates was a full service branding agency known for having its finger on the millennial pulse. The open-office sea of desks sported a haphazard frenetic spattering of color, fashion, and electronica. Hipsters mingled with basic girls and quirky fun youths who had a voice and a message to sell. Hungry eager young women and some fashionable men brought their visions for talking to their generations and the next one coming up. Even the CEO, herself only twenty nine and...
Emily woke in the morning, mildly hungover and caked in filth. Still, she was grateful to be up before her date had. She scrubbed off with his hand towel in the bathroom, dressed in her clothes from the day before, and ran out bright and early. With enough hustle, she could make it to Kyle’s place, change, and maybe get to work on time-ish. Kyle had been at home just finishing breakfast when she walked in. “Hey, whoa, just getting in?” “Yeah, Kyle.” “Some night out, then huh?” “Yup,” she...
Sleep came eventually despite her mind flickering back to all sorts of raunchy images and thoughts. Muddled and nonsensical, she found herself in a variety of strange situations. In one scene she was riding a horse, but the saddle was a man lying down, so she had to mount him cowgirl style ride and ride him in a race for her life. In another scene she was being chased by mini panda bears wearing nutcracker uniforms wielding dildos. They kept catching her, but then she’d jerk one off and...
“So that’s the part of the story you all know. The three of you fucked Emily. Good times. So, hey guys, how about a post mortem: What did you think of her? Honestly.” Nelson shrugged and took a swig, “She wasn’t half bad.” Adriel looked around to some of the scantily clad ladies then back to Preston. “Right, of course, mixed company, we’re all gentlemen here,” Preston clapped his hands, “Ladies, please give us the room!” The women left, their perfect bodies, a parade of flesh that two men...
Emily woke up in the morning with the queer unfamiliar sensation of not being in the right place. She stat up with a start, pulling the sheet to cover her chest, only to remember that she had nothing to cover. For the second morning in a row, she was Preston-Emily. She swung by the master bedroom to see her body, still at respite. She looked so peaceful lying there, a swell in Emily’s heart made her want to go and hug herself. But that was not herself. It was her body, but it was inhabited...
“Can I be the one to kill him?” Katerina’s eyes glinted with malicious joy. “What?” Preston-Emily’s voice cracked in shock, but on this ordinary Monday, none of the other assembled women seemed all that shocked. Katerina looked around as if she’d just announced the sky was blue on a clear day and was not believed, “Oh come on, that’s what we’re here to talk about right? That’s why the big all hands meeting.” She was wearing jeans and a long sleeve athletic shirt that she’d picked up today....
The first thing Emily became aware of was a pounding in her head, the second was flashing sunlight, the third was that she was moving. Tentatively, she pried one eye open. She was in a car, but not her limo. Emily gasped, the events of the previous night flashing to her mind. Instantly she checked her body to see if she was still him. “Good morning, my sweet,” Katerina’s voice. Relief flooded her and her masculine voice groaned, “What happened last night.” “A fuck up. We almost lost...
London. November 30th, 2008 I heard the sounds of sex as soon as I entered the apartment. A female, moaning in delirium as she approached her climax. 'Yes, yes, I'm nearly there, I'm nearly there.' Then gutteral groaning, and gasps of frenzy, even before I opened the door to the lounge. Inside two figures were shagging on the carpet like there was no tomorrow. It was if I had been transported back in time to 23 Kitchener Rooad when I returned from Afghanistan in May 2002. A woman, legs...
I slipped up behind the Bushwhacker, flipped the garrote over his head, and pulled it tight around his neck. You feel your air being cut off, but a garrote like mine really kills by cutting off the blood flow to your brain. Just cutting off your air would take several minutes to kill you, but having the blood cut off to your brain can kill you in less than a minute. I learned this little trick from a Frenchman from Marseilles; he was one of those men who volunteered to join the Union Army in...
Since nobody was interested in cold weather, we decided to head for southern New Mexico Territory, possibly somewhere near Carlsbad. Janet and I had thought that eastern NMT looked like a good place to live when we had made our excursion there the previous year. There was a lot of open space, so we should be able to find a decent location for the Negroes to settle down. We packed up and set out that very morning. The Negroes were in a hurry to get away from the local KKK and I couldn't...
I quietly rode away so as not to attract attention. About an hour later, I rode back to report on the water that I had found. It was hard not to laugh, but everybody was keeping quiet about the confrontation only an hour earlier. It was as if they were trying to keep the news of the encounter from me for fear that I would disapprove. Of course, I didn't disapprove, but I wanted them to bring up the subject. Well, I was disappointed, because nobody said a word. I had wanted them to say...
SCOUTING REPORT KYLE MARTIN (SENIOR, PENN STATE), WR PROPERTY OF THE DENVER BRONCOS FOOTBALL CLUB CONFIDENTIAL EXECUTIVE SUMMARY Club Grade for Position (WR): 1/40 Grade Level: Elite/Franchise Projected Draft Rank for Position (WR): 1st Taken Projected Overall Draft Rank: Top 10 pick. At present, our First Round Draft Position is 12. Projected Picks Prior to 12: 1. Washington Redskins DT 2. Detroit Lions OT 3. Kansas City Chiefs OG 4. Seattle Seahawks QB 5. Oakland Raiders...
A boy and his mother are humiliated by a group of Explorer Scouts and their depraved scout leader. Scouting for Tommie By Tammie Latte People always make fun of me because I look like a girl. I'm petite for a boy and I have rather delicate body and facial features: delicate arms and neck, a tiny waist, a cute symmetrical nose, long eyelashes and very full lips. Some people even say I'm quite pretty and that I would look really cute if I had my hair done up in a more feminine...
Note : This story is completely fictional! In 9th-grade some guys already know whats going on with their sexuality and some guys have no clue. I was one of the boys who had no clue. At age 14, I was just beginning my major growth spurt. I had gained a lot of height and was fairly tall and lanky. The typical skinny kid. My voice had started to deepen and my cock had grown to over 5 inches. I had a small patch of brown pubes. I was a nice looking kid, not a jock, not really a geek, just a nice...
GayMy name is Mike, I’ve been in the scouts for years and usually enjoyed everything about it. At nearly seventeen maybe I was getting too old for scouts but I loved the scout camp week so I’d decided to continue till we returned. Miss Philips was the Akela in charge, in her late twenties, I guess, and very attractive.On day two at our campsite in Warwickshire, my mate Jeff and I clambered up along a rough path through a little wood on a hillside. As we reached the top we saw a campsite in a field...
SpankingIt was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
We were down on the camp grounds when her car pulled up but could see that she had a nice trim body and her long blonde hair made her look extra sexy. Mike told me to keep on with the work I was doing to earn my badges while he helped her settle in. It was about an hour when he returned to see what i had completed and told me that I had passed with flying colours. He said he had to do some work on the water pump and would I cut some wood and take it to the kitchen.I have never cut so fast as I...
We then went to the shower and washed eachother down giving special attention to eachothers penis. His penis was still soft so I knelt down and took it all in my mouth. It felt nice so soft in there and I was running my tongue around it and licking. His cock started to grow in my mouth and I cupped his balls in my hand which sped up his hardening. When it was at full length he pushed me away and turned me around, grabbed the soap and lathered my ass. He then bent me over and slowly pushed his...
Read part one firstAs I held his cock in my hand I slowly rubbed it up and down and he told me to take off my pants so he could see my cock. He was very supprised to see that mine was nearly as big as his.He said he would like to rub his cock between my legs and cum like that. I agreed and I stepped out of my shorts and he said to wait. Bringing back a small tube I asked what it was he said it was lubricant and would make it slide easier.Then the bent me over the table and said to rest on my...
“Captain’s on the bridge,” Crystal announced. “Status report?” “Twelve minutes to the Navy base. Going to DefCon One as previously ordered. No other ships on scanners. Modifications to Shark are finished and we are ready to launch.” “Are all crew members aboard?” “Charlie, Bev, Agatha, Aurora, and Dawn are aboard Rampage to assist with organizing and training the bot troops. Aella’s projected image is aboard Rampage, “ Crystal reported. “Thank you, Crystal. What changes were made to...
Well, now that the war was over, what was I going to do? Along with most of the active troops, I was mustered out before the end of July, 1865. With a little fast talk, I managed to keep my Spencer and my revolvers. There was no question about my bowie knife, I had that when I was conscripted. Like most everybody else, I went home to find that there were no jobs. The few jobs that there had been were snapped up by the guys who were mustered out first, so there was nothing left by the time I...
I'll tell you, the job of deputy marshal in Wichita in the winter time ain't a bed of roses. There was many a night that the temperature and the wind, combined, made me pine for anyplace that was warmer. It was too late to do anything about it this winter, but I vowed that I was leaving Kansas for warmer climes as soon as the weather would let me. Southern Texas, New Mexico, or Arizona began to look awful enticing every time the temperature dropped. Again, I must say, it wasn't really the...
When I woke up the next morning, we had hardly moved from the position of our last kiss. Janet was still asleep, but I couldn't resist and kissed her lightly on the nose. Her eyes snapped open at that, and she giggled. "What? Do you want more, already? Well, I'll have to tell you that I am too sore to do anything like that for a while. However, I expect to be back in operating condition by tonight!" We both laughed and struggled to get disentangled without knocking the tent down. We...
In Amarillo, we stocked up on the recent wanted posters and checked to see how many of the old ones were no longer valid. There were a lot of new ones and not many to be scrapped, so maybe we got back to Texas just in time. We weren't hurting for money, but we could always use more of the stuff. We decided to ride north from Amarillo, since that would put us up against the section of Oklahoma that nobody claimed, so it was perfect for outlaws to hide out in. Of course, the border wasn't...
Spring in Texas can be beautiful, but beautiful doesn't buy groceries. We decided that a trip back to Oklahoma was warranted to restock the larder. However, as a safety measure, we did choose to visit another town. We set out with our usual complement of two horses, each, and a pack mule. We stopped in Amarillo to pick up the latest in wanted posters and saw that there were some high-value characters there. We might score as well as we did on our first trip to Oklahoma last year, but we...
Spring was here, and we headed north to collect our new guns. We picked them up and found that the gunsmith had done his usual fine job. Janet was particularly taken with the reloading ease of her new guns. While there, we stocked up on ammunition and left with a song in our hearts. We felt downright invincible with out new guns. Though we had not originally intended to, we decided to visit Oklahoma again, since we were so close. We had restocked our wanted poster file, so we were well...
Janet and I followed the bank robber and his hostage for about two miles out of town. There we found a dress and bonnet lying be the side of the road. Dammit, I saw that we had been hornswoggled! The dress and bonnet had been used as a disguise. There must be an extra horse along here for the second bandit to ride. I had to admire the creativity, though, of the bank robbers. We continued to follow the road for another mile. There we found where the men on the horse had cut cross country; the...
It finally got hard dark, so we headed back to Jake Witherspoon's ranch house. No lights were showing, so we checked both front and back doors to see if either one was unlocked. The back door was unlocked, so we decided to go in that way. I had a premonition of danger, so I stood to one side as I opened the door. Damn, was I lucky I paid attention to my hunches. An explosion like both barrels of a 10-gauge shotgun went off, and segments of the door frame disappeared. Shit, that Witherspoon...
It looked to me like it was time for "Snake" to go back into business. Something had to be down to make life too uncomfortable around here for the Comanches so they would let us alone. The best thing I could figure was for me to raid them. I told Janet what I had in mind to do as soon as it got dark enough. Most of the work was going to be done with my knife because I didn't want to attract attention with the sound of a gunshot. It was close to 10:00 PM before it was dark enough. The...
The Indians finally showed up a couple of hours after we had arrived. They were jogging along, obviously following our trail. One of them noted our position and called out to the others. They practically skidded to a halt and looked over their find. The Indians were apparently pleased at finding us so easily, as if it had taken great skill to hunt us down. That was a rather silly attitude, because any one over three years old could have followed the trail of our horses. Shod hooves leave a...
Joe Henry looked more than a bit uncomfortable, but his wife, Estel, wore an air of determination as if she was daring somebody to take a shot at us. There was no solid reason for us going through Hanceville—we could just as easily have ridden around it on the outskirts, but I was anxious to show Joe and Estel that they had rights, just like anybody else. If we could ride through a hostile town and get away with it, I felt like I had gone a long way toward making my point. We rode through...