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The Restaurant on Shadow LaneIt was 1947 in a medium sized city that I shall not name in a small European country that had been occupied by the Germans until two years before. The Soviets had tried to annexe the tiny Baltic state but it really wasn’t worth the trouble. The Grand Duke had fled the country in 1938 leaving a corrupt government in its place. Untouched by Victorian values the current government was still corrupt but as far as the residents were...
The House on Sorrow Hill LanebyDr.Dorothy Strangelove,T.L.C., C.P.,B&DPART ONEIt was an icy February night in 1910. Emily could see nothing from the bedroom's leaded window but upper branches of skeleton trees lit up by the full moon's light. Below this the gardens were shrouded in fog. She had seen one fine day blessed with sunshine since she had come to Nine Acres and had remarked that she was sure the sprawling gardens looked beautiful in summer. The back of the house led on to a large lawn...
I heard Sarah gasp but I kept my eyes on the nurse I had not been introduced to yet. She had an odd grin on her face. "David, call Lt. Cable," Grandmother said. "Have him bring someone from forensics," I added. Peter, who evidently was handling communications, just nodded. Doctor Bales' knuckles turned white as he squeezed the arms of the chair. "Watch him close! If he moves his hands, shoot to kill!" David barked to Beth, who had drawn her gun. The slight click of the safety...
She left a note on my desk. It read: 17 Pretty Wolves Lane, Fillston, and a brief direction to get there. That “she” is Mandy, Amanda Bess to be precise. We had been in the same company for about three years by now but not in the same department. Come to think of it, we’d never had a real conversation outside of the “project”, when both of us were among a handful of employees, as models, in the company’s product catalog last year. That was almost six months ago, somehow she had learned out...
I admit fucking Alice was out of this world, her tight cunt and sweet mouth, awesome, and the fact that she too was now being manipulated into fucking strangers for me had made me regrettably overlook my sexy whore mother in law. I had to change this and as my girlfriend was away for two weeks and Alice was helping out in the pub till late I had time to get my cock up Fiona. Alice cleared off to work and I sat in the front room on the sofa next to Fiona. The clock was ticking round to 7pm...
Introduction: Fiona has no idea that the cock that uses her holes tonight is the same cock that fucked her daughter the night before……neither does the farmer know that his had his cock up a mother and daughter on different nights The problem Id had over the last week or so is that fucking 3 women, all in the same household, a tiresome exercise. The only thing that made it achievable is the fact that my missus the eldest of the two daughters worked away a lot of the time. Since I began fucking...
On Forest Lane a ghost resides,who in the darkness howls and cries.In moonless night he strolls outside,to find a victim for his plight.A careless soul he’ll bind and tow,into his basement down below.To use his soul for better or worseto find a way, to break the curseThis silly rhyme was told to scare the young c***dren of the town of Woodbury. Fifty years ago a tragic event had occurred in the quiet town with their sleepy inhabitant. The local doctor had died in a ‘tragic accident’ as it was...
On Forest Lane a ghost resides, who in the darkness howls and cries. In moonless night he strolls outside, to find a victim for his plight. A careless soul he’ll bind and tow, into his basement down below. To use his soul for better or worse to find a way, to break the curse This silly rhyme was told to scare the young children of the town of Woodbury. Fifty years ago a tragic event had occurred in the quiet town with their sleepy inhabitant. The local doctor had died in a ‘tragic accident’ as...
SupernaturalI had a non-sexual experience with a stranger, a good-looking blonde woman, which was as good as any sexual experience I have ever had. (Well, not really, okay, not at all, but for the purpose of this story, it reads better when I write that it was.) It took place in my car and in her car. We were racing. The only thing that I love more than driving is driving fast and the only thing that I love more than driving fast is winning. (Actually, there are lots of things that I love more than...
We met over a year ago on The Lush Stories site. I will not go into a great deal of details of the first year, but suffice it to say, we chatted many times, then many phone conversations and eventually we met face to face. I will call her BG. Not her real initials, as you might imagine. I am an older guy and she is young. She is in college to be a nurse. She is 18, but very mature for her age. Our relationship has blossomed from lust to love. She is very dear to me, but on to the event that...
InterracialI moved to this neighborhood a couple of years ago. I work at home and tend to be a homebody, so I really never have gotten to know any of my neighbors save the ones on either side of me and across the street. Being a homebody, I'd gotten kind of lazy, and when I noticed my Levis getting a bit tough to button, I decided enough was enough. I had to do something - no way was I going to turn into some single spinster cat lady as big as the side of a house, so I decided to start walking. At...
The brown tressed woman hit the brakes hard as she brought her car to a sudden stop at the corner of Bessolo Boulevard and Reeves Lane, sending her short shoulder length hair in every direction. After hearing the first reports of the jewelry store robbery on her police scanner, the Daily Planet reporter had raced across town at a speed far exceeding the posted limits. A fact that didn’t interest any of the almost fifty officers spread out in front of her along Bessolo Boulevard. Their...
Dramatis Personae: Frank ___ - Lead character, inventor of Alpha Alpha - First A.I. in existence Kasumi Tendo - artificial woman based on character from Ranma 1/2 Daria Morgendorffer aka Daria Morgan - artificial woman based on character from Daria Jane Lane aka Jane Lannister - artificial woman based on character from Daria Daria was an MTV cartoon series that ran for 5 seasons, plus 2 TV movies. It was a spin-off of Beavis and Butthead, a series that I loathed. The main character, Daria...
We pulled into Deadwood about 3 o’clock in the afternoon. While Sturgis wasn’t that much farther, Laurie’s hands gripping my waist was making me edgy and I knew I needed to stop and blow off some much built up steam. After we checked into the hotel, Laurie jumped in the shower and I took the opportunity to run over to the local grocery store. I strolled through the store quickly, grabbing a bottle of white zinfandel and a couple of the disposable enemas. I had plans for Laurie, even though she...
ReluctanceI was just finishing up my plans for my trip to Sturgis this year when my phone rang. I got a cocky smile across my face when I saw it was Laurie calling. When I answered her call she told me that her kids were off with their dad for two weeks and was wondering if I had any free time. I began telling her about my trip to Sturgis. “Oh, that sounds like fun, Dan, I’ve always wanted to go there,” she said with a hint of eagerness to her voice. “Would you like to come with me,” I asked. I could...
HardcoreCHAPTER 3: MRS. DEBORAH WOODBURN I wasn’t even spending the first night in my condo after moving in. Mr. Woodburn told me to pack a small case for two nights. He would be picking me up Friday late afternoon and return me home Sunday afternoon. He gave me little information other than some essentials to be packed. I was waiting inside the secure lobby of the building with my single carry-on size roller bag. The doorman, who I had only met that day, was very attentive and suggested I wait...
Having been married for nearly 8 years Helen and James were wondering what to do to celebrate to Valentines Day this year. Helen decided to take matters into her own hands and organise a trip down memory lane by recreating a Valentines experience from their youth when they were both love struck teenagers. Helen told James that she would sort out the evenings entertainment but that he would need to drive but she was sure that it would be worth his while. James agreed, the sexy smile on his...
"Come on, you crazy bastard. Finally grow up. Act like an adult and find yourself a girlfriend. Or a friend! Shit! A rubber doll for all I care, as long as you stop getting on my nerves! Heaven. Finally let yourself get laid you child and deal like an grown-up" Lois shouted and joined. The Toy-Man kneeled in front of the camera and made a loud, whimpering noise. Only seconds later Superman and Supergirl broke through the wall to save Lois. Both were amazed when they saw the picture in front of...
Memory laneI have found myself wandering down memory lane of late. Waking up slowly, thinking of past sexual encounters, my fingers sliding between my slick folds, bringing myself to orgasms at the delicious thoughts. Four memories from 20 years ago, up until 20 days ago.. My first experience with group sex (after only ever sleeping with one man before), meeting a guy at a club, drunk and grinding on the dance floor in a tight short skirt, feeling his considerable cock through his pants. Him...
An Anniversary to Remember The harvest had given way to the last month of winter in San Francisco. A young couple walked along the old pier, a pier which is simply called the Muni pier by most locals. The fisherman cast out by the rocks which contour the shoreline area. The seagulls, wheeling and crying calling out to one another as they dove, wings skimming the surface above the foam in search of food. The chill of winter glistened with salt spray over the Pacific Ocean. “Excuse me, would you...
SupernaturalDriven by a male friend we approached down a dark lane amidst a tunnel of trees and took the sharp right hand bend to enter the dimly lit tunnel beneath a motorway. A car was parked to one side of the tunnel with interior lights on and couple were in it.We parked on the side of the lane in a gateway. I left the car and approached the couple. She was a mature woman wearing only a suspender belt and stockings beneath a shawl. She was showing everything to me her man was encouraging her to open...
Right hand, left laneA little poem of love for a teen driving dangerouslyRight hand drivingFast, hence left laneOn the road againFrom West to EastFrom Left to RightAnd back againHigh speed, I knowYour little secretIt´s the hole in your pocket.I know you did it on purpose.Irish red-head swinging to the East.Singing a song of love and longing.Who are you? Old enough to drive?A sexy hole in your pocket.So you can drive very fast?Your button of loveI know your dirty little secret.You press your...
Two days into my college summer I went to stay with my grandparents near Bishopstoke, Hampshire. Grandpa would go to the fields where he would spend the day working. Normally, I would holiday in Desborough Road, Eastleigh with my older brother, Herbert. Two weekends before college was out, I had been at Herbert’s house when he and his wife Julie, went to Tescos. My town friends Rupe and Monty had come by and picked me up in Monty’s Ford Prefect to go to the new mall at The Bargate,...
Mark, Benny and Jim watched Steve and Julie at the bar. "Don't know why he's bothering. She's a slapper," said Mark. "Easy shag," said Jim as Steve and Julie headed for the exit. "Hey, Steve, you off to Lover's Lane?" Mark called. "I'm gonna show Julie my new sound system." "Yeah, right. A likely story." Mark burst out laughing. Two pints after Steve and Julie had left, the three friends were depressed. "Why does Steve always get the birds?" Jim asked. "Must be his...
Angel's Wood was still, with that curious stillness that precludes the dawn. This stillness had nothing to do with death, but was just a pause before the life and fecundity of the wood burst into a new day, as the nocturnal inhabitants settled into sleep, and the diurnal inhabitants awoke. As the sky got lighter, the wood was slowly filled with birdsong, and it was possible to see the mist that clung to the ground, hiding the underbrush, making the trees that rose above it look somehow...
Daniel rose from his chair with a groan, wondering how many more times he might be able to accomplish it without help. As he picked up his cane from the table in his wrinkled left hand, he could almost hear old man Johanson’s words echoing back to him from across the many long years. My time is almost up, Daniel. I can feel it in my bones. Don’t you bother telling me it ain’t, ‘cause I know better. He understood now – standing in almost the exact same spot as the man who had been as a third...
Daniel rose from his chair with a groan, wondering how many more times he might be able to accomplish it without help. As he picked up his cane from the table in his wrinkled left hand, he could almost hear old man Johanson’s words echoing back to him from across the many long years.My time is almost up, Daniel. I can feel it in my bones. Don’t you bother telling me it ain’t, ‘cause I know better.He understood now – standing in almost the exact same spot as the man who had been as a third...
SupernaturalHalloween Three, 17/10/2016: Hangman’s Wood: Abergale woke late from a deep sleep and slowly made her way into the bathroom rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she went. Turning on the water in the shower she adjusted the temperature until it was nice and warm and stepped in under the torrent letting the warm water cascaded over head and down her back. As she lathered some soap between her hands she let the water flow over her face and over her breasts and stomach. As she started to move...
"Jup, stop that!" I yelled. The damned mule just couldn't seem to leave the cornflowers growing wild along the trail alone. Ilesa's mule didn't seem to have the same taste for them, and was ignoring them for the most part. Jup though, was another story. "Let's stop here for lunch," Ilesa called out, laughing. "You can let the beast eat its fill of the damned things. Maybe she'll get it out of her system." "All right, I could stand a break anyway. Its getting hot!" It was hot,...
CHAPTER 1 Delaney Robinson emerged childless from five years of marriage, rather wealthy and no longer lived a trapped victim of drunken and bad-tempered verbal abuse. She felt no worse than when she’d flunked college. Checking that the money had been released into her account, she transferred it to her new bank. Well that was only sensible because her old bank had also been Jerry’s bank. She had thought several times about putting a bullet into his head but backed off each time, thinking of...
Daniel peeked out the window and watched his daughter standing next to a car, chatting with the young man who owned it. Though the day’s outing was a civil protest against a factory releasing contaminated wastewater, he could see in the manner of the couple that there was far more than a sense of civic duty motivating their time together.Though she was dressed in a conservative manner, it could do little to hide her natural allure. She had her mother’s willowy, shapely figure, and the same...
SupernaturalDaniel rose from his chair with a groan, wondering how many more times he might be able to accomplish it without help. As he picked up his cane from the table in his wrinkled left hand, he could almost hear old man Johanson's words echoing back to him from across the many long years. My time is almost up, Daniel. I can feel it in my bones. Don't you bother telling me it ain't, 'cause I know better. He understood now — standing in almost the exact same spot as the man who had been as a...
Twigs and dry leaves crunched underfoot as Glen wandered the trail, his thoughts turned inward. The warmth that permeated the sun-dappled wood prompted him to absently remove his jacket, and the action brought him out of his internal dialogue just long enough to notice something on the breeze.Taking a deep breath, he filled his lungs with the scent of moist earth and honeysuckle. The flowers wouldn’t bloom for months anywhere else, but here they opened their petals even before the last frost....
SupernaturalFourteen, almost fifteen-year-old Jerrod Whitney sat on the bottom step of the back porch bored out of his skull. In the fashion typical of early adolescence, he was wallowing in self-pity, partly because he’d been practically booted out the door by his mom when she’d had enough of hearing him whine about having nothing to do, and partly because he couldn’t think of anything to do. After listening to him complain all morning, Mrs. Whitney finally threw up her hands and yelled, “For pity’s sake,...
The spring bubbled as a gentle breeze rustled the leaves above and the undergrowth around the pool. The clean smell of damp earth and fresh spring growth filled the air. Daniel laughed as yet another splash of water struck him from a completely different corner of the pool this time. Looking in the direction from which the splash had arisen, he caught a glimpse of movement. “Come out and play,” Daniel whispered. A giggle sounded from near the place where he’d seen movement only a moment before....
The spring bubbled as a gentle breeze rustled the leaves above and the undergrowth around the pool. The clean smell of damp earth and fresh spring growth filled the air. Daniel laughed as yet another splash of water struck him from a completely different corner of the pool this time. Looking in the direction from which the splash had arisen, he caught a glimpse of movement.“Come out and play,” Daniel whispered.A giggle sounded from near the place where he’d seen movement only a moment...
SupernaturalI was given a horse by King Tynis, as a reward for my part in the events of Warmuth Bridge, a warhorse. Tarn was his name, and he was a fine, fine beast. It did not take my master long to find a way for me to put him to use. "It is time for the North Ward at Starhill to be restored," my master told me one day. "You will ride to Starhill" "Yes master." "Take the Hadof with you for your studies." I nodded. The Hadof works dealt with the runes of the southeastern islands, and in...
The story I am going to post today is a true story, like the others...That was 5 years ago. I had to stay for one month for work in a little town, far away from home. I was there alone, I mean without my wife. As I allways do when I have to travel, I had checked on the web for these places where lusty cock-suckers know there are cocks to suck, most of the time public gardens, forests and rest areas on the (wild) side of the road. I guess it’s not a french speciality.In deed, I allways check for...
The Baroness and the Woodshed By Stephanie Von Essen A short vignette about a Baroness who craves the harshest disciplinefrom the best dominatrix in Germany during weekly sessions in the woodshed. Eva, you and I have quite a trip to the woodshed in store for you. We haveboth become quite wet from thinking about your planned session all morning.You will receive the discipline you have been craving from the best dominatrixin Germany. Although you are a Baroness and extremely wealthy, you...
The day begins normal enough for Gregor Malkin. He had slept in late after a long night. Working 12 hours in his uniform and heading straight to the bar afterward had taken a lot out of him. It always did.When he ventures outside, the day was beautiful, warmer than he expected for a spring day. He lights a cigarette, poisoning the beautiful spring air with his smoke. Delicious death, one puff at a time.Sounds of giggling and the sounds of spraying water drift through his neighbor’s woods. That...
VoyeurThe final applicant appeared before the interview board at 2.22. Eight minutes later it appeared all over for the opened-faced 32-year-old Durham Durham, he was ‘shown the door’. The other twenty-three applicants sweated on average thirteen minutes and nine seconds during which time they were questioned and challenged by the five serious-faced senior executives charged with appointing a special adviser on marketing to the President of Business America Jet Aircraft Corporation. An hour later...
Daniel peeked out the window and watched his daughter standing next to a car, chatting with the young man who owned it. Though the day's outing was a civil protest against a factory releasing contaminated wastewater, he could see in the manner of the couple that there was far more than a sense of civic duty motivating their time together. Though she was dressed in a conservative manner, it could do little to hide her natural allure. She had her mother's willowy, shapely figure, and the same...
Dan’s eyes popped open when he heard the hiss of something running through the dry leaves and grass, the sound drawing closer by the second. “Hey,” he protested when the two young squirrels used him as a convenient ramp to reach the tree behind him. They ran straight up his leg, jumped to his shoulder, and then scampered upward into the branches. Dan looked up while rubbing his nose to stave off a sneeze brought on by bushy tails tickling it, and saw the mother of the two rambunctious...
Dan’s eyes popped open when he heard the hiss of something running through the dry leaves and grass, the sound drawing closer by the second.“Hey,” he protested when the two young squirrels used him as a convenient ramp to reach the tree behind him. They ran straight up his leg, jumped to his shoulder, and then scampered upward into the branches.Dan looked up while rubbing his nose to stave off a sneeze brought on by bushy tails tickling it, and saw the mother of the two rambunctious youngsters....
SupernaturalA Boring Wet Sunday: I awoke on Sunday morning,lying on my stomach,I slid my one hand over my buttocks,remembering the happenings with the Stranger in the Wood and my doings on my bed with the Carrot I had shaped like a Cock yesterday afternoon and yesterday evening.I was enjoying my hand feeling my Ass,then slipping my fingers between my Buns and teasing my Rosebud.My Cock was Hard and Throbbing,I was Grinding it into my mattress,I slid my other hand under my pillow,finding the Cock shaped...
Twigs and dry leaves crunched underfoot as Glen wandered the trail, his thoughts turned inward. The warmth that permeated the sun-dappled wood prompted him to absently remove his jacket, and the action brought him out of his internal dialogue just long enough to notice something on the breeze. Taking a deep breath, he filled his lungs with the scent of moist earth and honeysuckle. The flowers wouldn't bloom for months anywhere else, but here they opened their petals even before the last...
Dan's eyes popped open when he heard the hiss of something running through the dry leaves and grass, the sound drawing closer by the second. "Hey," he protested when the two young squirrels used him as a convenient ramp to reach the tree behind him. They ran straight up his leg, jumped to his shoulder, and then scampered upward into the branches. Dan looked up while rubbing his nose to stave off a sneeze brought on by bushy tails tickling it, and saw the mother of the two rambunctious...
Just a Fantasy of mine,(Roy).I put my school books into my backpack & made my way out of school,today was Friday,I had 4 hrs lessons tomorrow,Saturday,(Revision for my Exams,I did,nt mind doing the occassional Saturday.I made my way down the road from the school to the wood were I always took a shortcut to our farmhouse.Dad was a Tenant farmer on this Lords land,the wood was part of our farm land,I had virtually grown up playing in this wood.The nights were starting to draw in,now in...
A familiar theme and structure for me with, I hope, ample stroke and the ultimate romance. I tend to get on a theme, in this case two people not realizing that they were meant to be together and almost letting it slip away only to find each other again down the road. It takes them each some time to realize how good they had it together. My beloved editor died several years ago as this story was completed. I’ve never found another with whom I could work. That and three rescue canines, curtailed...
On Forest Lane a ghost resides, who in the darkness howls and cries. In moonless night he strolls outside, to find a victim for his plight. A careless soul he’ll bind and tow, into his basement down below. To use his soul for better or worse to find a way, to break the curse This silly rhyme was told to scare the young children of the town of Woodbury. Fifty years ago a tragic event had occurred in the quiet town with their sleepy inhabitant. The local doctor had died in a ‘tragic...
Falling, flying, walking, running it made no difference. Doing this with no one around was completely miserable after helping to stop and revive his home world he happily returned home only to discover that only he was on the planet and he was completely miserable. Lex was the only Kryptonian left and now he was the only being left on the universe, he then knew he would always be alone and he started to tear up when he heard an extremely faint voice, a female one "P..ase ....b.dy h..p me." He...
RomanceWednesday Morning: Four Days After the Anniversary.Annie worked the bullet against her clit, starting to push uncomfortably hard into her folds to get a little more buzz from it. It didn't help that her left hand wasn't quite as dexterous as her right, or that she been frigging her ever needier pussy every day since a hard go on Saturday with Sam.She'd even stunned herself on Sunday when she slipped two fingers deep inside herself while getting off in the shower after everyone was in...
Wife LoversJameson and Clarrie Crawford pulled up to the gate with their rented moving truck. The guard came out of the gate house over to their truck. Clarrie rolled down the driver’s side window. “Can I help you ma’am?” the old man smiled. Jameson and Clarrie looked at the sixty something lean black man in the 1950’s police style uniform. “Yes,” Clarrie smiled, “The Crawfords? We are supposed to do our walk throw and move in today?” “Oh yes,” the man smiled, “Just need to see some ID.” Clarrie looked...
LesbianLying in bed last night I could not help but think back on the females I have past by; so many women, who for good reasons, bad reasons, and often no reason at all, with whom I never had any sort of relationship. I got to thinking: what would it have been like, if only I had said X? Or if I had done Y? Or if she had been Z? What would have happened if I had thrown caution and concern to the side? Primarily, these thoughts were of the carnal variety. Would she have touched this or even that,...
Clark Kent aka Superman had lusted after Lois Lane since He,d started working as a junior reporter at The Daily Planet in Metroplis, USA, but she always seemed just out of reach as she seemed to consider him a bit of a boring nerd who though well fit wore glasses and seemed low on confidence and very shy around women. Of course we all know Superman as Clark Kent plays that part well and Lois hsd no reason to think otherwise till the day they were both on assignment at the flooded local river...
Jane was on her way. She was going to miss John's visit this week, but was anticipating their nightly calls. No one ever made her feel so full, so complete. So loved, so needed. She had made sure to leave him a special something on his pillow before leaving. Waiting for him to get off work, return home to find it, and call her. Looking at the clock, she smiled. "Very soon now", she whispered to herself as she cruised along the interstate. Her mind began to drift, still focusing on the highway,...
Straight SexMAMMARY LANE Though curtseys are a thing of the past, They never should have been, For women are meant to bow, Spill their breasts, And thereby put on a ?show?! Swirl, Girl; Twirl Round; Swing those Magnificent Mammary Glands! Best of all, I like her On her hands and knees, Looking back at me While her tits hang Down, like udders, From her bovine chest, And her cock dangles With her balls, Useless ornaments. We wake inside The densest dream Men have ever...
Life in the Pink Lane My story is one that I've kept to myself and treasured over the years. I think what happened to me all those years ago was the nearest I've ever been to me. Since then, I've never been able to find that particular place again. Where to start..? It all began in England in the mid sixties. I would have been about 20-21 years old and I was working in an office as a management trainee. For some months, I'd been doing spells in each department around the building to...