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Memories Revisited: Closing Up Shop? By Heather St. Claire Most people like to think they live well-ordered lives, that they are the masters of their destiny, rather than victims of random fate. Try telling that to Alexis and Charles Boyd?not that they would have any idea of what you were talking about. On the surface, they look to be a perfectly ordinary young couple; as far as they know, that's exactly what they are. Two young teachers at the same high school who fell in love...
Memories Revisited: A Scrapbooking Store By Heather St. Claire Diane McMasters took off her scarf and coat and hung them up in the stockroom of her new scrapbooking store, Memories Revisited. It was a crisp, bright early November day. Diane loved the holidays; she was already looking forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas: the decorations, the gifts, the time with family, and most important of all, the opportunity to give thanks. Just a few weeks earlier, Diane had purchased the...
Memories Revisited: Fixing God's Mistake By Heather St. Claire Diane McMasters poured another cup of coffee for herself and her husband David. The morning sun was streaming into their kitchen and glistened from the stainless steel appliances. The kitchen was big, modern and filled with light?every woman's dream. Diane had particular appreciation for it because David had built it with his own hands. His success as a building contractor had made it possible for their family to enjoy...
Old Before His Time Revisited By Cheryl Lynn This story was originally posted by Verna Benson, one of my favorite authors. I have no way to contact her for permission to expand on her story. Vera if you object I will have this deleted. I recently became reacquainted with it and had to stop my work on a new joesixpack.com story to do this. It just popped into my head and had to write it down. Not for the squeamish or gentle reader. The usual disclaimers apply and may be downloaded...
The original three chapters of this story were called simply "The Women's House of Detention". As I explained in my introductory chapter of this continuation labeled (Revisited) the locale of the "Women's House of Detention" was real and existed in the heart of Manhattan. Most of the referenced points of interest have changed drastically over the years. The decline of ornate movie houses, the closing of large faith-based hospitals, even the complete re-vamping of Washington Square into...
________________________________________________________________________________________ The Beach House - Revisited Dave Keelson sat at the outdoor patio table, his mind completely lost in thought. He was reliving the months he’d spent at that secluded beach house with Mary Ellen Glasser, the woman that had rescued him from her lakeside beach, almost a year ago. For him, there were many warm memories of the time they’d spent together as he dealt with his amnesia, the result of having...
I wrote Consequence- Judith almost a year ago but the ending always bothered me. Judith paid for her affair with Wes as she should, but I felt sorry for her. She fell on hard times afterwards, but then picked herself up and moved forward, raising her two sons and building a new life for herself. This is her story. Please forgive me for doing this but the comments from some readers told me they felt the same way I did. Edited by LadyCibelle with my thanks. Consequences-Judith, Revisited I...
Introduction: At the request of so many readers to the original story, here is the follow up and comclusion. Enjoy! Widow Neighbor Revisited Normally, when I have completed a story, or even a series, I prefer to stop, rather than continue with a weak follow up that is filled with just suck, fuck, hump and bump. But with the success of Widow Neighbor, quite a few people have voted positively and strongly encouraged me to do a follow up. But where do you go from here&hellip,? I have thought...
The Moms Club Revisited #2 This the second part of the revised story, if you want background read the first part. I hope its as good as the first part. If you liked it please post a comment. Jen sat at the kitchen table, this is insane. Last night I had the best orgasm of my life and my sons best friend gave it to me. Hes fifteen what are you thinking girl. Thats not the worse of it you fucked and sucked your son dry and enjoyed the hell out of it. Its incest, the thought bothered her, what...
Stockholm revisitedA long work of both truth and fantasy for KayHaving got the green light on a renewal of a new contract it was time to get it signed off, this time it was decided that Kay would come with me for the trip so we could spend the weekend just chilling out away from home.Once in Stockholm we made our way to the hotel where I had used some of my rewards points to get a small suite, having been shown up to the suite I changed into my suit and told Kay I should only be about two or...
I became a female voyeur, revisitedHopefully you will have read and enjoyed my previous stories “I became a female voyeur”. In those stories, you will have read how I set up secret cameras in my student accommodation so that I could spy on my housemates. I thought I would continue the story..............After leaving college, I got a job and moved into my own 2 bedroom flat, not far from my parents. It is the case with me that I am nearly always horny and sometimes I work myself into a sexual...
Archiving rights granted to Fictionmania, and Crystal's Storysite. All others by permission only. A Past Life Revisited By: Donna Allyson (c) 2001 Prologue: To many in the ancient world and to some extent even in today's enlightened society, the belief that we have been here on Earth before is deeply rooted in tradition and religion. Most however have come to believe that we are here once and will reap some reward or punishment in the afterlife based on the life that we live now....
The Girl's Room Revisited By Danielle J This story is dedicated to Fictionmania Author Mr. Pec. I wrote another tale spun off from his original story at FM. Thanks to Steve Zink for his customary editing work. ***** "Oh shit," said one of four girls standing in the mall. "Not him." "He's just a dumb jock," another girl added. "But a cute jock!" another girl giggled. "Not for much longer," the first girl added. "So, what do you predict?" ***** Brian Feingold was in a...
Jennifer's CumPulsion Part VII: San Francisco Revisited By Jennifer James [email protected] If you've read my other stories you'll already know a bit about me. And you'll also notice that my previous stories ran backwards chronologically from the end (the present) to the beginning. But time marches on, so this one actually took place after Part 1. Since Part 1, though, things have changed with me somewhat. I've gotten tired of the TG clubs and the repetitive games with...
If you read my last post "Indian Princess Revisited," you know she and I got together for a late afternoon/evening/overnight connection. At the end of the story, I indicated it would be nice to just hold each other and drift off to sleep. That's what I envisioned, anyway.Actually, that is pretty much what happened. We slept through the night, very soundly. As tired as each of us was, we both awakened slightly before the alarm clock was due to go crazy. We looked at each other while our heads...
Pygmalion Revisited - Part One By Christine Myles The leaden clouds had lowered and darkened since midday, and finally, around four in the afternoon, the skies opened and a torrential London rain, the wettest in the world, began to fall. Within minutes the cobbled streets ran with streams of muddy water, through which the horses and carriages splashed, and pedestrians ran for whatever shelter was available. Beneath an awning outside one of the many shops...
The Village-Revisited by Margaret Jeanette Their marriage ceremony was the event of the year for the village. Tommy and Mary went on with their lives. Tommy had his wedding dress sealed in an air-tight plastic bag and continued to wear dresses. He moved his things to Mary's house and continued to clean. Two weeks after their marriage he asked Mary why she liked him so well wearing a dress. He told her he wasn't asking to get out of wearing them, but wanted to know why she...
Misery Revisited (Sort Of) By Tami Lynn Benevento As I finish putting on the last of my makeup, I can't help but look at myself in the mirror. As usual, I have meticulously put myself together. My hair and makeup is perfect and my dress follows my curves like it was made especially for me, which it was. I have to look my best for my "date" which I am meeting in 30 minutes. To look otherwise, or not to please my dates, would...
THE WEDDING REVISITED BY JANICE This story is a sequel to The Wedding. It has two of the same characters, Ron, a cross dresser madly in love with Karol, a lesbian married to another lesbian, and takes place a few years after The Wedding, it is also a prequel because of flash backs that take place years before The Wedding. You decide what it is. It has the same narrator, Ron. ...
An Old Trope Revisited I was in the change room, getting angrier by the moment. My own mother was pushing girl clothes on me! She'd dragged me into this shop, made me strip, and now had thrown skirts and dresses and girl's underthings over the top of the door, and was demanding I put them on! I really couldn't believe my own mother would be doing something like this. Why would she want to turn me into a girl? Didn't she love me just as I was? And what could I possibly do but go along...
HumorDoc's Complex 13 - 23 - CutePatti's Big Changes Revisited by Lee Most Based on "Big Changes" by CutePatti Copyright 2012 by Lee Most -------------------------------------------------------------- Synopsis Chapters 13 - 23 of "Doc's Complex," is fan fiction in honor of CutePatti's story "Big Changes." The story is about a teenage boy living with his older and younger sisters and his mother. He gets to be so nasty to them and to all other women (except his girlfriend) that...
Chance Encounter – Sarita & Nimmo revisited This is the 2nd episode of Chance encounter. Thank you readers of ISS. The original story had over 1,00,000 hits. That was way beyond what ever I expected it to be. And it prompted me to put this second episode on paper. After few months, I went back to this small town where Sarita & Nimmo lived. I went directly to their house hoping to get the room of the roof for rent again. As I alighted from the rickshaw, I heard a shreik of joy from inside the...
IncestThe Date - Revisited It's now over 18 months since I wrote "The Date" and the positive reviews it attracted were really encouraging. The story was written in the form of a diary from the perspective of Mandy, a post-operative transwoman, who attracted the attention of Peter, a younger worker at the company Mandy had been sent to on a week's contract work placement. Mandy notices Peter taking furtive glances at her and we follow her during the week as Peter finally plucks up the courage...
Revisited: I was through writing this story and was inundated with feedback and comments. I fell to the pressure of the readers and decided to write a couple of more chapters. Many readers had suggestions about both Dorothy and George. What they should do and not do. Most just wanted to hear it all from Dorothy's point of view. What would make a woman think the way she did. Here is Dorothy's story after the reunion. Again, thank you to my friend and editor Techsan for making my story a...
NOTE: “Mixed Media” was first published in Lustily Ever After, an anthology of rewritten myths and fairy tales with an erotic edge. The anthology is still available at https://www.amazon.com/Lustily-Ever-After/dp/B01ILEB8CA/ but I’ve recovered the rights to republish it here and in the Pygmalion Revisited book, forthcoming. Thank you to Sophia Soror of A Two Dame Production for returning republishing rights to me! In this version of the Pygmalion myth, we are asked to consider what would...
I was in my late thirties, college graduate and up and coming accountant, I was at my desk in my cubicle when the mail boy arrived. He handed me a package that had obviously been opened, nothing unusual about this save the fact it was clearly marked "..PERSONAL..." Items that were clearly marked for the company was usually opened and inspected for content and quality as well as to how to process what was inside. But mail marked "...PERSONAL...'was never opened, or it was, it was closed back...
Many of you will have read about our previous adventures. This is the story of Jaq and I revisiting a dogging site. We first visited the dogging site a few years back and "Fifty-Year-Old Wife Goes Dogging" tells the story.Jaq was quite insistent that we should return to the car park where the first encounter took place. we decided on the next Sunday evening that the weather was good enough.Several Sundays passed that were either to wet or too cold. Eventually, on a warmish Sunday evening, we...
MatureIntroduction: A young teen revisits his former “love” and things quickly heat up. Questions, comments and suggestions are welcome as this is my first post here. 4 Months Prior:I paced around my almost empty room contemplating how I should handle my girlfriend. I wasn't ready to let this relationship end; but, in reality, I couldn't put off the fact I was moving any longer. My house was empty, I had not told my 14 year old lover that I was moving from sunny San Diego, California to some random...
It was time to revisit my seventy-three-year-old ex.On the way down, I stopped for a coffee and a bite to eat. I checked my phone for messages. There was one, a photograph of a nice ass in white cotton panties. Not Pat's.When I reached Pat's door, I was an hour late, and Pat made sure I knew. "Where the fuck have you been?" I could see her nipples pushing against her thin sweater, so I clamped the right one between my thumb and finger."Fuck me, that hurts," Pat squealed.I used Pat's nipple to...
MatureMany have asked for Carol’s side of the story. You will understand this story much better if you first read ‘Thoughts’. Thank you to Estragon who always makes my stories a much better read. **** My name is Carol Beal. I read the story that my deceased husband wrote and would like to straighten out a few facts, or at least give a different opinion. First of all, I still consider him my husband and always will. I truly loved him, no matter what anyone else thinks. I’ve read many reader...
Many readers had suggestions about both Dorothy and George. What they should do and not do. Most just wanted to here it all from Dorothy’s point of view. What would make a woman think the way she did? Here is Dorothy’s story after the reunion. Dorothy speaks: After George spoke at the reunion I felt thoroughly humiliated. The bad part is I totally deserved it. Paul, the so called love of my life wasn’t any wall of protection by any means. My friends Dixie and Joe just sat there completely...
The girls hadn't spoken about what happened between us at all in the past year. At least, not to me they hadn’t. I was sure they'd spoken about it in private, but who was I to stop them? If they don't bring it up to me, there's no point in me doing so, right? It was early July, the 3rd to be exact. We were at the supermarket, buying hotdogs, hamburgers, and fireworks for the next day's celebrations. The Fourth of July has always been one of my favorite holidays. Sit around with the...
I stepped out of my car and shut the door behind me, my eyes glued to the front door. My legs carried me to the trunk, the hatch swinging open. I had not brought much to college, just my clothing and electronics. I had never been much of a decorator, anyways. I swung my backpack over my shoulder, taking my suitcase in my free hand. I sighed, and began to walk up the driveway to the front door. I had made it all the way to the porch before I heard the click of the lock that sat in the front...
Postal Pleasures By Beagle9690 April 2018 After twenty years of marriage, my wife left me for a man she met while attending nursing college. I was the breadwinner for all twenty, and she was the “bored,” her words, stay at home wife for sixteen. That’s ironic, because she quit her job, shortly after we were married. She was a college student for the last four. My married life ended like a damn soap opera! The day the heartless harlot received her diploma, as a registered nurse, at fifty...
The explanation / justification for my having the nerve to write a sequel to ‘Roomers’ is summarized at the beginning of Ch. 01. I hope I’ve slipped in enough back-story so that you don’t have to have read the first series to enjoy this follow-up. On the other hand, if you’re a ‘Roomers’ virgin, it would certainly help to scroll through it quickly. Two points: remember to vote and remember I respond to non-anonymous feedback. * ‘How come you spend so much time lookin’ outa that dam’...
The explanation / justification for my having the nerve to write a sequel to ‘Roomers’ is summarized at the beginning of Ch. 01. I hope I’ve slipped in enough back-story so that you don’t have to have read the first series to enjoy this follow-up. On the other hand, if you’re a ‘Roomers’ virgin, it would certainly help to scroll through it quickly. Two points: remember to vote and remember I respond to non-anonymous feedback. * Beautiful afternoon. I was in position on the rug, thinking...
The explanation / justification for my having the nerve to write a sequel to ‘Roomers’ is summarized at the beginning of Ch. 01. I hope I’ve slipped in enough back-story so that you don’t have to have read the first series to enjoy this follow-up. On the other hand, if you’re a ‘Roomers’ virgin, it would certainly help to scroll through it quickly. Two points: remember to vote and remember I respond to non-anonymous feedback. * Well, shit. Spring break round the corner and no-one lined up....
This follow-up happened because a guy, (I think: it’s a neutral kind of name), called sgnatz, who is a litcrit I’ve learned to take notice of, gave me a push. I was sure I’d finished with Doug and his talent, but a message came thumping into my inbox… ‘Take him five years down the line’, it suggested, ‘and see how everything’s developed.’ Sgnatz doesn’t say much but he/she gets right to the point. I looked at the e-mail and thought, ‘Damn. I should have had that idea.’ So I carried on, it...
The explanation / justification for my having the nerve to write a sequel to ‘Roomers’ is summarized at the beginning of Ch. 01. I hope I’ve slipped in enough back-story so that you don’t have to have read the first series to enjoy this follow-up. On the other hand, if you’re a ‘Roomers’ virgin, it would certainly help to scroll through it quickly. Two points: remember to vote and remember I respond to non-anonymous feedback. * Summertime, and the living oughta be easier. I stood in the...
Charmaine was approaching her house twenty minutes later with the dog. She wanted to get into the house and change her shirt. She felt guilty about what she was doing, but she had never so enjoyed sex before! She didn’t know what her plans were with Danny, or with Ryan, and she didn’t want to think about it. All she knew was that she enjoyed Danny’s company, and Ryan’s cock. She liked things the way they were right now, and didn’t want to think about any future plans. Her mother was outside,...
Charmaine left his house later that afternoon. Unfortunately, they did not have sex again. They didn’t have time, as Ryan had things to do before work that night. That evening, she pulled out her vibrator for the first time in months. After getting herself all worked up with it, she practiced putting it in her ass. It was a good 7 inches, though it was far skinnier than Ryan’s big member, but for now it was more than big enough. It was quite painful, but in her efforts to make her new lover...
That evening, a Monday, just six days after she first had sexual intercourse with Ryan behind Danny’s back, Charmaine was at a club with Holly and John. She was drunk, having been drinking for a couple hours. It was 10pm, and John was going to join them any minute. Charmaine was looking incredible. She was wearing a brown corduroy skirt (yes, she was wearing panties this time – red ones), and a tight black shirt. She was wearing nice black shoes with heals, with two thin straps over her feet....
The next day, it took all her willpower to not rush over to Ryan’s house at one o’clock, but Charmaine managed. It was Thursday now – just eight days after her first “date” with him. It was hard to believe that her first sexual experience with him was a mere eight days ago – they have fucked so many times since! Today was her first day of her part time job. In a few days, Monday to be exact, she would commence school. She would be quite busy at that point, but she knew that she could make time...
Charmaine did not even bother trying to convince herself to skip out on a visit to Ryan’s place on Sunday. She had already decided that Monday would be the day that she would end things with her lover-on-the-side, so she was able to justify sneaking over there for one last ‘fling’ the day before. It was stupid logic, but by far the easiest way to do things. Ending things with Ryan would be difficult, and any excuse to put it off by a day was eagerly embraced. Choosing Danny was the right...
Danny was over early the next day, but all she could think about was the screwing that she got from Ryan the night before, and the good hard fuck that she would get later that night. She wondered how many times that she would get that giant dick inside her that night. At least two, she thought. She couldn’t wait to be on her back with her legs spread wide that night, as Ryan mounted her. Charmaine was so horny that she was about to fuck her boyfriend – just to take away the itch! She managed...
She had first day of college the next day, a Monday. She was tied up all day with that until well after 6. Danny had gone home that morning. She was adamant that her relationship with Ryan would end that day. She also knew that the very sight of him made her melt. So why fight it? She was at her strongest after a good hard fuck. Hell, after two good hard fucks she would have even more control, more resolve. So why not end things with a bang? It was twisted logic that gave Charmaine a sense...
Over the next few days, Ryan could not get Charmaine out of his mind. She was so fucking hot! Just…everything about her! The way her beautiful face looked with her hair up, or with her hair down, or when he was fucking her, or when she had his cock in her mouth…was enough to blow his mind! And her body…her tanned, naked body with those nice tits and that perfect ass was enough to have him spanking all day long! It was all Ryan could do to stop himself from reaching for the phone and calling...
Ryan awakened the next morning a little aroused. Actually, it was more like the next afternoon since the clock on the nightstand said 12:46. Wow, he thought, we really slept late. He looked over at the beautiful woman beside him. Charmaine was fast asleep, lying on her back, the sheet wrapped around her tanned body. He didn’t remember, but obviously at some point during the night he slipped out of her and rolled off of her. As far as he knew, he was still inside her when he fell asleep. ...
Charmaine spent the weekend fucking the shit out of Danny while he was down. It didn’t help. She didn’t know what has come over her, but ever since her night with Ryan she has been absolutely insatiable! By Tuesday she was dying for a fuck again. Danny wasn’t coming back until Friday. Wednesday arrived and she was horny while at work. She forced herself to drive a different route home. She could not handle the temptation of Ryan’s place. Thursday was a different story. Charmaine was...
This was an idea from my girlfriend and life-partner Mallory. It is total fiction and has no basis, just a thought brought into a fantasy story. I hope that you enjoy. Please remember to vote at the end of reading. It will help others to read the story. Thanks, Jenny....... The Slave Girl Mike and Ashley had been married for over 7 years. While most of their life together was great, one part was not. Their Sex Life…. Ashley had been molested as a young child and then raped at...
Now her tits were in the air. They were quickly covered by a layer of water, it just moved on its own! Ari then felt tentacles, also of water, move around her legs, waist and arms. They held her tight and lifted her up high above the water. She could now see the waves far under her whilst she was held 200 meters above the sea. She could see she was still traveling with high speed. Another three tentacles moved out of the water towards her. One entered her pussy, which was now wet (as if it...
She entered the house. It must have been home to a highly educated person because she saw books all over the place. Taking a look she saw they were about the Amazonian rainforest. Interested, she searched the house and found a diary. It became clear that the former owner of the house was a professor who had worked as a biologist in Brazil. He saw what humans had done to nature and had built the glass house because he wasn't sure if all of the many species that inhabited the Amazon jungle...
Ari woke up and to her surprise she didn't see Romulus. Immediately she knew that he wasn't on earth anymore, but she did not have to worry because he now was where everyone else was. She couldn't explain it, she just knew it. She began wandering through the forest. It wasn't a big forest so she quickly found the entrance. She knew exactly where she was. A kilometer away was the former highway, and the nearest town would be some kilometers more. There were farms all over the region,...
But that changed during summer holiday. She was at home during holidays. It didn't bother her much that her family didn't like travelling, now she could go to concerts with her friends. After one concert she arrived home late. Her parents already went to bed and because Ari was bored she decided to turn on the tv. What she saw first was the news. The anchor told her audience that something exciting was going to happen: the Lennon-McCartney comet would pass Earth at a short distance. It would...
Let me back up a little, our youngest child has finished college (he was a hockey player) and has started to earn a real living instead of just playing hockey for minimal pay. He was good enough to get an education with hockey but not big enough to play in the AHL or NHL. So we sold our big home and bought a beautiful condo on the ocean where every Saturday night during the summer there is a live band followed by fireworks. The first part of this story is true but the rest is a dream I...
It had been a good year, under the circumstances. My one-night stand had disappeared the next day without a single phone call or messages. I had decided that I need to take a chance at things once in a while instead of just thinking about it. I went back to work to school to study Computer Technology. It led me to an internship at a PI firm. Well, it was one PI. But, he showed me the ropes on being an investigator.Then, my world came to a halt. The PI I was working for was killed in a car...
Straight SexI paced around my almost empty room contemplating how I should handle my girlfriend. I wasn't ready to let this relationship end; but, in reality, I couldn't put off the fact I was moving any longer. My house was empty, I had not told my 14 year old lover that I was moving from sunny San Diego, California to some random place that has been doted “Michigan”. It was time I did, but I could not bring myself to break her heart or attempt to have a long distance relationship. I sighed and slowly...
Paul is silent as we get in the elevator to leave Mona’s apartment. Once we get in his car, he is grinning from ear to ear.“Why the hell haven’t we jerked each other off before? That was so bloody hot! We’ve known one another for twenty-five years or so and we've never done anything like that!““Paul, you’ve never even shown me your cock before. When we go to the washroom, you always hug the urinal so I can’t see a thing.““Well, I’m shy I guess. In gym class at school, the other guys were...
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