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MAXOSKIN by Erin Shoemaker, Jr. On the TV came a picture of a man and woman sitting far apart on a couch. They were glaring at each other with disdain. The commercial's announcer began, "Maxoskin! Yes - Maxoskin! It's the revolutionary new product for men guaranteed to increase your sensitivity and stamina." The next scene was the same man and woman in an embrace - kissing passionately. "Our scientists at Maxoskin have invented the ultimate product to help you increase your...
WALL STREET BLUESFuck, what a day thought Kerri. Slamming down the pedal of her Beamer, radio up, sunroof open Kerri was ready to put this day of work behind her. Being an up and coming Wall Street Investment banker had its highs. The salary was great but some of the days were just draining as everything went downhill. She should be working late but everything was so fucked up she left anyway. Whatever! She thought. Texting Jimmy she made sure they were still on for mountain biking when...
She held my hand as we walked up the stairs together towards her dorm room. My heart was beating fast and I was understandably nervous, a part of my brain registering that I should be more worried that my hands might be sweaty or I should have worn more cologne, but I was so lost in the moment I was mainly just excited and happy. My knees even felt a little weak walking up the stairs. Pulling my hand was Lisa, my long term crush, her long dark hair tickling past her shoulders to her upper back,...
FetishThough this story does not have much sex or violence, it does contain some elements that may be considered offensive. If you are under 18 or easily offended, please read no further. Skins By Morpheus The TV changed channels for what had to be the thousandth time as I continued to click through the remote, feeling a little bored. I had just gotten home from school a short while earlier and found the house empty, which wasn't too unusual. However it left me in the house...
Please do not read if under 18 years of age, or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. Skins vs. Boys By Couture (couture_writes@h...) (c) 2001 Couture The biggest football game of the year was almost over, and my husband sat next to me angry and blushing in humiliation, while I cheered. Call me a bitch, but I took extra pains to rub it in. "Wahoo! The Skins are going to lose to the Boys!" I cheered. Then I got up and did a little victory dance in front of...
Somewhere between the universes there is Aaron's Share Store where you can buy a skisuit that will turn you into whatever character it represents. You will get to the store through some other store, or strange gates placed in a place where they should not be. Story making rules: Your character is of legal age. You must briefly describe from what world or universe it comes from. In the case of something commonly known, a description like: from the eighteenth century Earth, or from the Mass...
FantasyTwo guys treacherous lust for pantyhose and Lycra.Throughout the skype session Kev had done nothing but whinge. He was still bruised after the going over Ray had given him. His boyfriend, Josh said he was tired and needed an early night, so he said goodbye and left the session. Josh smiled as he got out of his tracksuit, revealing his skintight black leotard and thick light-toast Danskin tights. His legs shimmered like glass. He put some makeup on, layered his full lips with glossy lipstick and...
"Dont you think wishes are the same as Geass? Things that you cant accomplish with your own powers, you ask for the assistance of others. I shall gamble on the Geass known as people's wishes..." Lelouch vi Britannia Cover made by Prinny77. All characters in this story are 18+.( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°) You can follow me (free) or give a tip on Boosty! I would really appreciate and you will find some new stuff in the future! Contact me there if you want suggest or commission something. (Free follow from...
FetishGareth spent hours sitting in a dark corner of the tavern, waiting on the girl to arrive and pay her father’s debt. He blended into the darkness. His mind made mental notes as he listened to the common folk complain about the lack or food and resources. He had much information to report to James upon his return to the castle. If the girl’s father lied about her ability, James would have to marry King Robert’s daughter. His people were ready to rebel, and the land would fall into lawlessness. ...
Eleanor sat on the cold floor trembling in fear as her eyes roamed over the piles and piles of clean straw dominating the room. Sniffling, she wiped the tears from her eyes. ‘I thought I would have a chance with a simple farm… have a few babies, and be happy,’ she wailed. Her blonde head dropped to her knees as she cried for her unfinished life. Rumplestiltskin stood outside of the door listening to the girl’s wails. He couldn’t understand why her plight touched his heart, or maybe her beauty...
Rumplestiltskin hated these annoying family affairs. A lifetime listening, cajoling, and solving his sister’s many problems. Why in the burning pits of hell was she made a fairy godmother? The magical world was quite simple. You’re assigned a human, and you spend a good portion of time fulfilling the wishes of said human. It’s not hard, she never read the fairy handbook. Luna, his sister, would arrive home in the midst of a crisis, and her tears flowed like a babbling brook. Their father would...
Kitty wondered why she thought today, of all days, was the right day for a hike in the woods. She had gotten off to a late start and had found herself trekking through this wooded path on the hottest day of the year, during the hottest part of the day. She had plenty of water, but the beating sun was still taking its toll on her athletic body. Her tank top and sports bra were soaked through. Her hiking shorts had a discernable wet spot between her ass cheeks. The heat and the dampness were...
Few things are as beautiful as a late night swim in a forest lake, when the moonlight is all to navigate by and the ground is treacherous as you walk over roots first, then pebbles and ultimately start swimming because your feet lose contact. That silence, the cold water around you and the fear of swimming out too far, they are all so surreal that it makes you wonder if you’re dreaming. Add a naked women some twenty feet ahead of you to the mix and you definitely know it’s not real, that you...
Hot candlewax and cold steamTwo different thingsThat blends together like sugar and teaWhen your cold kiss hits my hot lipsMy angry fire dies downAnd the world will never defeatHot candlewax and cold steamEvery word oozed out of the singer like honey hitting a spoon, as she mesmerized the crowd in that penthouse with her angelic voice that was only accentuated by hair white as snow, but skin as young as a freshly bloomed rose and hazel colored eyes that was covered by a 24 karat ruby red mask....
Copyright by author of this story. All rights reserved. This story may not be posted to any web site without the permission of the author. Bikini Beach: Skinheads By Elrod W "And stay out!" The fat mall cop stood in the door, glaring angrily at the three young men standing outside the mall entrance. "If you're caught on these premises again, you'll be arrested for trespassing." Brian Flannery extended his middle digit at the mall cop. "Up yours, you old geezer." "Yeah,"...
Disclaimer- All the characters of the story are fictional. Hello. I am Rishabh. I am 25 years old and am working temporarily at an airport. On that fateful day there was a false alarm about a potential threat at the airport and because of that a lot of commotion was there. Due to someone’s fault all our duties got scrambled and I ended up at the security desk of the ladies. Due to the false scare and the rush women didn’t mind much a male security guard. There was a lady in the line who was...
Hi friends, indru tamil kama kathaiyil oru sexyaga uyaramaana guthirai pennai eppadi usar seithu oothen endra kathaiyai ungalidam pagirugiren. En peyar Karthick, vayathu 27 aagugirathu. Thirumana vayathil irukum naan thinamum kai adithu kama kathai padipen. Ipdi irukum pozhuthu entha penaiyaavathu paarthaale avalai oothu vida vendum endru thondrum. Intha nilaiyil naan en nanban udan chennaiyil irukum oru skincare sendru irunthom. En nanban avanuku fungus irukirathu enbathaal angu sendru...
"Jesse, wake up." Marie shook his shoulder. "Damn it Jesse, wake up now." "I'm awake. I was just lying here thinking about how great sex is with you and you begin to abuse me. If you want to shake on something, reach down a little lower." He grinned into the darkness. Marie laughed at his smug attitude. "Hey, animal, we have to head into Laramie or Denver. This is the fifteenth day of the month. Also, I am pregnant and guess who the father is." She grabbed his erection under the...
What life story I have worth telling started in 1860-61 when the Yankees forced the southern states, one by one, to secede from the Union and then started the War of Northern Aggression. I was a fifteen-year-old country boy; a big, shy, Georgia plowboy with a wanderlust that made it hard for me to stay home on the farm. I had stayed though, because my ma and pa were older and I was all they had. We weren't rich plantation owners; instead we were proud independent farmers scratching out a...
JC and I were frequent visitors to Richmond during 1862. The war was going well for the Confederacy in northern Virginia as the Union Army was in disarray while its commander was changed almost monthly. Every time they made an incursion into Virginia we sent them running back to Washington with their tails between their legs. Our soldiers were still being supplied and equipment was constantly being marshaled out of the railroad hub in Richmond. Commodore Spooner was still locked out to sea...
We held our family council and we unanimously decided to head west in the spring. Everyone even agreed with me that the Nebraska Territory was going to be our objective. I had the two thousand dollars JC had won for me, so selling the farm was only important for my family's honor. We planned on all sitting down at least weekly to develop and refine a plan for the move. JC agreed that he would accompany us at least as far as North Texas. The second part of the family meeting was how we would...
It took me until the end of the year to completely recover from the gunshot wound inflicted on me by the raider. My recovery was slower than I hoped because the wound became septic and Ma had to remove more of the flesh surrounding the bullet's entry point. The turning of 1866 found me hale and hardy, though, and the incident was reduced to a jagged scar on my buttocks that I could not see anyway. We loaded the wagons and made our final preparations during the first week of March. We...
Our trip west following the Oregon Trail was more tedious and boring than it was dangerous or exciting as the route we followed was well established from over twenty years of westward migration. It was dotted with army posts and we were careful and experienced travelers, so our hardships were few. The only events of significance that interfered with our march were mostly weather related. It snowed on us a couple of times and we were forced to stop twice because heavy rains had made fording a...
I did not have a destination in mind when I left the homestead in Wyoming on my birthday, but I did have a direction. I was headed south. I chose to go in that direction on a whim. I could have as easily picked any other point of the compass. I rode some and walked a little during the day and at night I slept under a lean-to tent I made out of the oil cloth. I slept warm and cozy wrapped in my buffalo hide. The weather was cold but tolerable with not much in the way of snow. I kept up a good...
One of the men with a rifle was to my right and clearly visible, without giving it a thought I swung the shotgun a few inches, thumbed back the rabbit-ear hammers and pulled both triggers at once. At twenty-five yards enough of the double-ought pellets hit my target to send him flying through the air backwards. The loud report of the shotgun spooked the coach's horses and they leapt forward against their collars and breast straps. The sudden surge of forward movement threw me back against...
Boulder was a mining town. The mountains just to the west of town were veined with silver, coal and sizeable deposits of gold. Because of the coal and silver mines burrowed into the mountains, there were camps of miners just out of town. Besides the men who worked the company mines, numerous prospectors worked claims all over the mountains. Boulder grew daily as more miners arrived. Businesses sprang up to service them and opportunists moved in to separate the miners from their money. It was...
I worked almost continually hauling freight during the summer of 1867 as the railroad came ever closer to Cheyenne. I would bring in a load, spend the night at home, then depart with a fresh team the following morning. I worked day in, day out without a break. The constant work was a palliative of sorts for me and not at all unpleasant. I was finally doing what I had dreamed of for years. Alice McDougal went with me on trips that did not require more mules than could be controlled from the...
I was not understating facts when I said that the four people who stopped me on the road from South Pass were unusual. Everything about them was slightly off, from their clothes to their manner of speech. I also wondered how the three women and one man had ended up on foot twenty miles from the nearest town carrying nothing but small packs on their backs. Politeness stopped me from asking the strangers about it though. Instead, I slid out of Zeke's saddle and introduced myself. "Howdy...
The first group of braves had traveled about a hundred yards when the second group flew off the hill behind them. I knew enough about the Indian's ways by now to know that they were not heading towards us to engage in polite conversation. I leapt off the wagon seat down in between my mules and yanked the lynchpin that held the double tree to the wagon's tongue, then ducked under the wheel mule and grabbed my Spenser. I kept my voice calm as I addressed Sonja. "Get everyone over here under...
I woke up some time later. My mind swam up out of a fog and I was instantly alert. My eyes sprang open, but when I tried to move it was as if I was mired in quicksand. I was lying on my back with my head cradled on something soft. My legs were out straight and my arms were at my sides. I did not appear to be tied up; instead, it was as if all my limbs were asleep. I twitched just then as my muscles were starting to come back to life. The second time I twitched, Helena's head loomed over mine...
"I know you think we are very unusual, Jeremiah, and in the context of what you know as normal, you are correct about us. That works both ways, though, because things here are not only strange and different to us, but they are dangerous and frightening as well. If anyone else had found us besides you, I don't think we'd have made it two days here. It was an unbelievable stroke of providence that you came up the road when you did. I cannot believe how naïve we were, thinking that our...
Before I could reply, Coleen squeezed herself between the guards and stood in front of me. "No he doesn't," she said angrily. "He needs to stay right here until Sonja returns from meeting with the Pleiad." "We won't harm your savage, Doctor O'Neil, but he is too dangerous to be allowed to roam loose. This project is my responsibility, and I'll not have it jeopardized because you three decided to pick up a pet along the way," Mendez said. Old Doctor Mendez was wearing on my nerves...
The clothes laid out for me on the bed were a strange combination of well-worn work pants and about the fanciest shirt I had ever seen. The shirt was made of black silk with three blood red roses sewn on to the front over the heart. In addition, the shirt had spurs, horseshoes and wagon wheels stitched all over it in shiny silver thread. Used or not, it was beyond a doubt the finest shirt I'd ever seen, let alone owned. To go with the shirt were a faded pair of half overalls made by Levi...
I woke up at seven the next morning with two beautiful women cuddled up against me. It felt so good, I laid quietly for a few minutes, reveling in the sensation. I would have stayed there another hour, had nature not called. While I was in the bathroom, I scraped off what little beard I had and brushed my teeth with the modern dental care items Coleen procured for me. Cleanliness and personal hygiene were certainly much simpler tasks here in the future. When I walked out of the bathroom,...
Even though the full Pleiad endorsed the Chairman's agreement, the plan was far from "done and done." One reason for that was the direct government participation of the citizenry. In addition, as is always the case with officers and politicians, nothing is ever as simple as it first sounds. For one thing, the Pleiad had to make my presence known to the citizens of Paradise Valley. Then they had to explain why they kept it a secret for two days, and finally, they had to stand for a vote of...
I could smell the beef cooking in the kitchen from where I was standing out by the barn. It took all of my willpower not to bolt for the kitchen door at a dead run. Instead of running, I put my arms around Tonya and Sonja and we strolled up to the front door. Tonya laughed and patted my belly when my stomach rumbled in anticipation. "Sonja, I think we are going to lose our man to my mother as soon as he sits down at the table," Tonya said. Sonja nodded glumly. "I know. How can we stay...
The sheriff and I lugged the man and woman to his carriage and heaved them into the back. The sheriff was none to gentle with the wounded fellow, and heedless of the woman's gender, flinging them as if they were sacks of grain. The sheriff took a closer look at the front of the shirt of the fellow I shot, then he rolled his eyes in my direction. "You and I need to have a little talk tomorrow, so don't leave town." I gave him a nod and a respectful "yes sir." The women and I had...
Lucy convinced the sheriff to help look for Sonja. It took some browbeating, but the man finally caved in when Lucy invoked her position as Queen Elizabeth's aide. The sheriff's reluctance was based on the fact that he thought chasing after a stupid Valley Dweller was a waste of time. "Let her go back to where she belongs, and good riddance to her," the lawman grunted. When Lucy had the sheriff sorted out, we decided to spit up. Lucy and I would ride together, while Tonya and the...
What I told Tonya about attacking was not braggadocio, because attacking the gaggle of Juicers before they could organize themselves was about the only choice I had. The odds were stacked against me as far as shear numbers were concerned, but I hoped my experience as a soldier and lawman would even the deck some. I had a thought and turned around to catch Tonya before she slipped out the back door. "Tonya, see if you can free any more of the normal women while you are out there. Peek in the...
I woke up still laying on the big table. I was not uncomfortable in the least, as I was covered with a light blanket and my head rested on a soft pillow. My injured left leg didn't hurt a bit; in fact, I could not feel it from the knee down. As soon as I opened my eyes, a chime sounded and Sarah walked up to the table. Sarah shined a small light in my eyes and asked me some nonsensical questions. She asked if I knew where I was and who she was. My mouth was mighty dry, but I managed to...
I woke up shortly after first light snuggled tightly against Carol in the chilly line shack. My arm was draped over her and my big hand was full of her even bigger breast. My morning erection was pressed firmly against her large shapely derriere. I hated the idea, but I needed to answer Mother Nature's call. I reluctantly released Carol's breast, quietly arose from our pallet and wandered outside to take care of my necessaries. As I approached the outhouse that sat behind the rough hewn...
We rode into New London the next day at noon. We could have made it earlier, but Deming and his men dawdled along all morning. As we neared the edge of town, Deming and his detachment all of a sudden formed up into two parade ground columns, one on either side of Sarah, Tonya and me. Instead of ambling along purposelessly, they now sat high and alert in their saddles. Deming angled the column towards the south end of town, in the direction of the large and well maintained park square that...
We pulled out of New London at noon with Tonya driving the big coach. Tonya steered the big machine effortlessly, and for the first time since I met her, she did not try to scare me to death. She stuck her tongue out at me when I commented on how responsibly she was driving for a change. I had Tonya stop the coach about five miles outside of New London so that I could test fire my new weapons. Even though the ammunition had been stored in ideal conditions, I was not sure if it would still...
When my knees hit the floor, I instinctively pitched forward onto my stomach and grabbed the pistol I dropped. The metallic mesh coat I wore under my duster had done its job in diffusing the energy from the stunner. The energy blast had given me a good jolt and set my skin to tingling, but I regained control of my muscles and my facilities almost immediately. From initially pulling my pistol to hitting the floor, it had probably taken only a couple of seconds. Falling face first to the floor...
I do not know why Carol Lawson somehow decided that her destiny was intertwined with mine, but I did not dispute her belief. Truth be told, I had a serious case of unrequited love for the woman. The only thing that had prevented me from acting on that desire was consideration of Tonya's feelings. Carol's chronological age was forty-eight, but thanks to the rejuvimatrix, her physical age was more like twenty-eight. Carol was a tall and robust woman, just like her daughter, and she carried...
The story I just related is how I came to be who I am today: a man whose life is spent bestride two different points of history, in effect, two different worlds. One world, my original one, was rich in resources and poor in knowledge. The other had six hundred years of additional knowledge, but had consumed all the resources, including most of the human race. The two worlds were miles apart in terms of how people lived, yet the problems facing both were surprisingly similar. I never dwelled...
Your name is Brenda Baskin. You're a 48-year-old homemaker living in Stockport, Iowa. It's the kind of small town in which everybody knows everyone, or at least it seems that way to you. All faces become familiar when one keeps to the same routine. You go to church on Sundays, not because you're particularly religious, but because not going is looked down upon in this part of the country. After church is when you do laundry. On Mondays, you drive the 15 miles to Fairfield to buy groceries and...
Four tall Booted Skinheads moved to our road when i was 14 teen every one said trouble but nothing ever happens. After a few months I found myself not been able to stop looking at them . They were all so fit. clean polished boots as more time passed every time i saw them i got a huge hard on and started to lust after them then one summer night . was on my bike down a country lane 6 or 7 miles from home and i saw there car parked i could hear some one in the fields so i went to look just...
It was a busy day in Washington, DC. And not just for the everyday person who works a normal full/part time contract trying to provide for themselves and their families. Not just for the rich folk and their companies. The employees of Secretech were also hard at work, furiously typing away on computers and testing their signature tech. The leader of the organisation, Sir Donovan Clyde, was in a meeting with special "employees". See, Secretech may pose as an ordinary IT/Cyber-safety company, but...
FetishPrologue, sort of. Hi! I have a story, but first I need to clear, or maybe cloud up the air. There’s a guy who’s been doing a TV show, and who will soon be replacing David Letterman on late night. His name is Steven Colbert, and he invented a word he called ‘truthiness’. By truthiness he meant things that sort of sounded true, but in reality were all nonsense. The story below has an element of ‘truthiness’ to it. It was an idea outlined by a very close female acquaintance; she thought I could...
Skin Ability 2 part 2 [Author's note: The beginning is kinda heavy, following off of the end of part 1. If you want to skip to the fun kinky stuff, ctrl+F for "dreamless" and start from there.] Only the steadily intensifying burn associated with oxygen deprivation reminded Yuan of his need to breath. He drew precious air into borrowed lungs as he forced his mind to work through Ambur Freunt's paralyzing terror. The scene before him surpassed his host's worst nightmare: Ambur's...
Skin Deeper By Bryony Marsh The burly U.N. troopers and the lab technicians glared at each other, neither group bothering to conceal their loathing of the other. The lab staff were under no illusions as to their status: they were prisoners, and their samples, their equipment and every notebook was forfeit. "So. You're seizing private property now." Although the U.N. force hadn't begun any interrogations yet, their leader already understood a great deal about the setup. The tall,...
SKIN DEEP - Urban Legend Chapter One: In The Beginning By Mark McDonald Journal: Journal Date: 12/19/2081 -- 4:22 P.M. Journal: Journal Empty! Journal: Voice dictation journal editor, open. Proceed! "Sigh!" "I've been sitting here trying to figure out where to start, my journal screen just sitting there in front of me, open, like a gaping, empty mouth waiting to swallow me. So where do I begin with this? How do I say what I have to say?" Journal: Voice...
"Please see me in my office after school," the email read simply. Yuan pondered the vague and unprompted meeting request from the principal most of the day but had not come up with any ideas what it might be about. He already made and submitted a report on the fainting situation recently, so it probably was not that. They were not due for another staff evaluation for another few months as well. It had only been a few days since the student health surveys had come in and Yuan had...
Story Title: Skin Deep - Episode II Skin Deep - Episode II : Babs Yerunkle?s Chapter by Babs Yerunkle & Noel Lexicon Copyright: April 2002 Roger came back holding a large toolbox in one hand, his coat in the other. The expression he wore said the obvious - ?he was not a happy Boy Scout?. ?Okay, I?ll help, but then we?re through! Got it?? Roger looked at me hard to make his point, real hard. This wasn?t the easy...
Chapter 15 A Final Waltz One year later, July 18th 2103 AD Michelle stood on the balcony of the Sheraton Rio in the newborn Brazilian morning, now not two hours old, still another four hours from sunrise. She looked up at the vast hillsides covered with specks of light for as far as the eye could see. When Gary suggested they take a small vacation, it seemed to her to be an ill timed idea. She would have leapt at any chance to stay at home, to hide from the feelings that...
Includes the missing Nom de plume Giggle wars section. ****************************************************************** ?Skin Deep?- Noel Lexicon?s Episode (CH I) Copyright 4/2002 ?Sweetheart, would you consider moving to another city. I have an opportunity for a really good career move.? I didn?t really, but with Jennifer, my wife of three years, theoretical situations wasn?t something deemed worthy of discussion. She turned towards me and her look of exasperation was...
Skin The machines where all hooked up and ready to go as Dr Lowe began to check all the dials and leads once again. Although Keith Pressman was only twenty-two and had taken this job of laboratory assistant as a way of getting him through college, he knew that what Dr Lowe was up to was not legal. Sure he had the chance to leave many times, but considering he was broke and had no money, the offer that the Doctor gave him was just too hard to refuse. However, he had also sworn to...