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Maiden Voyage Jennifer ronald Janet L. Stickney [email protected] Starting at a young age, I had always liked to dress up as a girl. Then, as time went on and I could no longer stand the pain, I began to go out. My first foray out of the house as a girl came when I was 14. Nervous and edgy, I managed to walk around the block and make it home without any complications. When my sister went to college, she left behind a lot of her older clothes, most of which fit me. Wearing these...
All of the events in this story are based in fiction If you are looking for a quick read, straight to the point, this is not for you. It has a story line with scenes ranging from mild to graphic throughout This is part 1 of the 1812 series, I will be posting part 2 soon. 1812- The Indian Ocean Preface On a fall day in late September, one of England’s royal ships, “The Voyager”, sent out on a trip to Australia. The Royal Court had collected a myriad of sailors, slaves, craftsmen,...
Surprisingly, the entire group woke relatively early the next day. It had been forty-plus hours awake for some of the group, and after dinner ended, they had all gone back to the suite to sleep. Sleep itself had been a long time coming for some of them. Mary, Babs, and Maggie had stripped to skin, then under the cover of the sheets, had each silently masturbated to orgasm. Each of them had similar thoughts, the partaking of the pleasures of the flesh with Robby, the Skipper, and Malcolm, and...
It was the cook who?d heard the rumour first. It seemed incredible, but Rab had skulked outside the captain?s door and had heard her voice. He hadn?t been able to hear what they were saying, but he?d said their tone was sombre. There were those, of course, who?d said a single woman shouldn?t have been on the ship in the first place, but Tom had listened to the speech she?d given when she?d first boarded and he?d been impressed. She?d introduced herself then as Laura Berkeley, the daughter of...
I open my front door to you standing there with a big red bow tied around your chest. "Happy Valentine's Day!" you say, grinning ear to ear. “I'm your present from James, I hope you like me," you add with a little uncertainty noting the surprised look on my face. A big smile lights up my face and I take you by the hand and eagerly pull you inside. Then I frame your face between my hands and kiss you deep and fiercely. You wrap your arms around me and nestle me against your growing erection. I...
Group SexJohn sat beside the hospital bed holding Jan's hand looking at her angular face and her dark blue eyes that had once been so expressive. Now they were dull and listless. Her skin, once tanned as if she spent a lot of time outdoors now had a sickly pallor. Physically she had been arresting rather than beautiful or even pretty. She had the sort of features that were finely boned, chiselled, and stamped with both intelligence and strength. She was a woman who had once radiated u*********s...
Maiden Voyage By Brian [email protected] It's a horrible thing never to know where you came from. Not to know who your parents were, not to know what city you were born in, not to know your own birthday. If you've had any sort of childhood whatsoever, then I envy you. As you may have guessed, I was born an orphan. Dropped off at some Atlanta welfare society. No name, no past. 'Infant Doe.' Malnourished. About two months old. Traces of heroin in my system. Things went downhill...
It was the first day of our voyage when I found out that traveling the oceans was not exactly safe. The sailors always carried wicked curved swords in their waist sashes. I thought it was because of me, but as we began moving they immediately started ignoring me. No matter what they were doing, some of their attention was always on the sea around us. I learned the reason shortly after we reached deep water. I was by the side rail watching the sea when a large fish broke the surface. I did...
Sunday evenings were normally a quiet time, both at Earth and at Thule. On this particular Sunday evening, though, things were not quiet at Earth – and not quiet at Thule. DECO Miles Chandler stood in a civilian dress jacket and turtleneck sweater just behind the Orbital Control station of the Operations Centre, Tribune Whitefeather and his team stood At Ease behind him. Deputy Director Renee Galois was sort of hovering behind the knot of Confederacy officers and the Director of...
"I'm on a week-long scouting mission for deuterium," says Tom Paris, sipping a cocktail in the Mess Hall, "and YOU show up. Just my luck, I suppose..." You nod, appreciating the irony. The ship's resident 20th century scholar was, you found out later, disappointingly absent from your arrival on the ship. You, certifiably born in the 20th century, made your rather...unique entrance onto Voyager just hours after he left. "So, you gotta tell me," he says. "I mean, I've been briefed, but I want to...
The skipper of my boat was a man of few words it seemed for he maintained a taciturn silence as we sailed away from the island. I didn’t mind the lack of communication. I huddled miserably in the stern of the fishing boat, lost in my own thoughts and hardly in a mood to talk. My tear blurred eyes were fixed upon the dwindling view of the island as we left it far astern. Soon it was nothing but a pinprick on the horizon and shortly afterwards I lost it in the afternoon haze. It felt as if...
One day (I suppose it must have been after I’d spent about two months on the island) I was down along the shoreline collecting driftwood. On these occasions I always kept my eye open for anything else that might be of any use and this day I had a real find. Washed up against some rocks a few yards off the beach was a large plastic garbage bin. An old discarded garbage bin might not seem anything to get excited about but it was as good as treasure from King Solomon’s mines as far as I was...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 5 & 6 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X Shipwrecked on an island in the South Pacific region known as the Wilderness and more than one thousand miles from the nearest known habited land and located between New Zealand and South America,...
When I awoke the next morning I was alone. I rose up from my bed amidst the ruins of the villa and peered around cautiously. There was no sign of her. Carefully I tip-toed out from the ruins and conducted a quick scan of the surroundings. The little olive grove was quite deserted other than the small creatures with which I shared the island. These seemed busy at this early hour. There was a little dark grey bird singing from the scrub at the edge of the olive grove. It had a musical voice I...
This story has taken me forty years to tell and I only finally relate it now in the firm conviction that nobody will believe a single word of it. In many respects that doesn’t concern me. I have other motives than those of persuading the reader of the veracity of my tale. I write it more to exorcise a ghost that has haunted me for most of my adult life and will doubtless continue to do so for the rest of my days. It is a story, the memory of which, has been my constant companion these past...
Hi…. Dosto..Ye mere pehle story hai agar koi galti hoa jaye tou maaf kar dena….Sab sea pehla tou mai sabhi ladko ka lund ko namashkar aur sahi ladkiyo ki chut ko namashkar…. Mera naam shiva hai aur abhi mai 19 saal ka hoa mera lund 8.5 inch lamba aur 2.5 inch mota hai . Mae din mae 2 baar mout mar ta hoa. Ye sirf kahani hai joa koi satya gatna par adharit nahi hai Ye kahani hai mere maa ki chudai ki jiska naam rubi hai…Yeh kahani jaab ki hai jaab mae class 12 mae tha aur uss wakt 18 saal ka...
This story was written for the enjoyment of Adults only. Please feel free to send me comments on my work, I love hearing from you. Send any comments to [email protected]. THE SEA WHORE Written by 4play Chapter 1: The CaptureJohnny The day was sunny and warm as I headed east on I-10 from Tucson. I was driving my new BMW convertible with the top down. My car had been an early graduation...
Mike lowered his binoculars and pushed the throttle forward to its maximum. It would be an exaggeration to say that his elderly cabin cruiser surged ahead. A large cloud of black smoke and a series of backfires belched from the exhaust, the ancient hull vibrated and slowly the revs increased.The inappropriately named “Queen of the Waves” lurched and protested as the speed built up to 15 knots.Through his binoculars Mike had seen hundreds of gannets diving into the water. He knew what that...
AnalThis story was written for the enjoyment of Adults only. Please feel free to send me comments on my work, I love hearing from you. Send any comments to [email protected]. THE SEA WHORE Written by 4play Chapter 1: The Capture Johnny The day was sunny and warm as I headed east on I-10 from Tucson. I was driving my new BMW convertible with the top down. My car had been an early...
When we were first married, my wife and I had landed a sweet deal as the caretakers of a historic property on the coast of Maine . We were newlyweds without a lot of money, but we lived in a small cottage over looking the harbor in one of those quintessential towns that the modern world had passed by. Lobster boats still worked during the day and in the evenings pleasure boats plied the waters. It was a short walk along the river to a cliff encircled harbor beach that hosted a...
First TimeIntroduction: —- The Introduction for this story is in the main body of text —- For more insight into the characters and their storyline please read Lust on the Beach Part I and Lust on the Beach Part II click my name to see those stories. — Gaynor Day Out — — INTRODUCTION —- The final part of the Lust on the Beach series. In this third part Gaynor and Mikes affair is nearing its seventh month and throughout those months Gaynor and Mike had fucked on beach coves, in hotels, in the storage...
The Countess loves her peaceful afternoons aboard her yacht while anchored in the Bay. She basks in the sunshine and enjoys the gentle sea breeze that lifts her thin white dress. With the persona of an angelic Sea Nymph, she sits on the teak rail and dreams of a handsome man boarding her yacht and seducing her in the open air. Her crew has strict orders to not interfere with her personal matters, especially if she is sexually “engaged” with a man, woman or multiple partners. All crew must...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 17 and 18 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X I suggest you read Footprints In The Sea in chapter order so if you haven't read Chapters 1 and 2, please do so. Charlotte has a party and having already shocked herself with her uncertainty about...
Lost At Sea - PrologueHer name was Linda Reuters, but she resembled Scarlett Johansson just enough for her friends and colleagues to often call her 'Scarlett' instead of her real name. They thought it was funny and she pretended she despised it, but that was all smoke and mirrors: Secretly she had always found the cheesy nickname much more interesting than her real name. And so, from a certain point she had just stopped correcting people. She was, after all, a practical thinking woman. ?You...
Belita stood at the Kestrel’s helm fighting the wheel with all her strength. The wind buffeted the torn sails and whipped the snapped ropes back and forth across the deck like angry serpents. Her ship was a wreck. The timbers were black with rot and full of broken holes. The storm pitched her back and forth and tossed plumes of water over her rails. Belita shouted orders, but her voice was drowned out by thunder. On the deck, her crew seemed like they were moving through water. They shambled...
His lighthouse sat upon the highest point of cliff and he tended it alone, with no one anywhere near him. The nearest farm was a day's walk east, and the nearest village another day further. The beach near him continued up the side of the cliff and led to his home beside the lighthouse. He like this life, despite its lonely nature, with all the beach he could want to walk, and all the breaking surf to trudge through, and the deepest ocean in which to swim. Blowing bubbles with his nose,...
I clung to a splintered section of the mast bobbing in the sea. Fifty yards away, twisted in a bunch of line, floating on a heap of shattered planking and a broken spar, was Telemachus. He groaned in pain from an obviously broken arm. His lower body hung in the water. "Donjeta! Donjeta! Please come to me, comfort me. It hurts so bad." I continued paddling away. I had been at it for an hour at least, but it was slow going paddling a broken mast. I had a goal, however, for before me,...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 7 & 8 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X I suggest you read Footprints In The Sea in chapter order so if you haven't read Chapters 1 and 2, please do so. Charlie introduces Will to the passenger who has been hiding in the Pacific Wanderer...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 13 & 14 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X I suggest you read Footprints In The Sea in chapter order so if you haven't read Chapters 1 and 2, please do so. Two doctors agree on their assessment after Charlotte attends a meeting and has...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 25 and 26 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X I suggest you read Footprints In The Sea in chapter order so if you haven't read the previous chapters, please do so. Charlotte returns to New Zealand and then travels on to London to have her...
*** PROLOGUE This is a historical, but fictional story of the sea war that was fought between the Royal Navy and the U Boats during the period 1940 to 1942, the action is staged at the time when the U Boats were sinking British and allied shipping with little resistance. The story also refers to DEMS {Defensively Equipped Merchant Ships) which was the arming of merchant ships, usually with outdated guns from the first world war and manned by volunteer RN ratings which did a great job, at great...
Erotic FictionFootprints In The Sea - Chapters 9 & 10 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X. Currently the contents would warrant a G but very soon there are sexually explicit love scenes which would warrant an X. So to protect those people who would find this unacceptable I have rated it X...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 11 & 12 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X I suggest you read Footprints In The Sea in chapter order so if you haven't read Chapters 1 and 2, please do so. Aurora, Maritime 5 and Awac Papa Alpha 2 have a pin-up and Charlotte meets a...
Bulon-Lae Island. After dinner, we had our drinks and enjoyed the show and music. Then Wendy says she wants to go to her room and take bath. She left us in the restaurant. After sometime, Roy decides to go back to the room. On the way, Roy told me, “Do you want to fuck Wendy.” I was surprised, look at him, and said, “Why? Will she let me do it?” Roy replies and says he has no problem but he has to talk to his wife. He tells me to wait in my room and if his wife says OK, he will tell her to go...
Introduction: This is my third story and thank you! We had dinner at the resort restaurant with Roy and his wife, Wendy, the second day in Bulon-Lae Island. After dinner, we had our drinks and enjoyed the show and music. Then Wendy says she wants to go to her room and take bath. She left us in the restaurant. After sometime, Roy decides to go back to the room. On the way, Roy told me, Do you want to fuck Wendy. I was surprised, look at him, and said, Why? Will she let me do it? Roy replies and...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 3 & 4 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X Shipwrecked on an island in the South Pacific region known as the Desert and more than one thousand miles from the nearest known habited land and located between New Zealand and South America,...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 21 and 22 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X I suggest you read Footprints In The Sea in chapter order so if you haven't read the previous chapters, please do so.. Charlotte must leave her island and return to New Zealand with...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 23 and 24 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X I suggest you read Footprints In The Sea in chapter order so if you haven't read the previous chapters, please do so. Action Stations! Pacific Wanderer goes to war and Charlotte is shot in a fire...
The three Ithacan ships sped in front of the storm, barely keeping ahead. Our crew shot into action, getting everything shipshape fast, tying down what they could, except their oars. They tied themselves to their benches, and their oars swept the sea. "Is this a good idea, Captain, to row into the storm?" "I'd rather risk Poseidon's wrath than that prince. Death is less certain, and a better death in any case." "We could parley with Telemachus, make him let you go in exchange for...
We followed Heather down the pathway to the rocky intertidal expanse and picked our way toward the rowboat that sat patiently in the shallows. Between us, we silently pushed the craft into deeper waters, until it floated freely with enough clearance for the extra weight it would now carry. Heather held it steady as first Lara and then I got in. She joined us with a nimble leap. I studied the rowboat as I sat in the stern with Lara. Though clearly aged, it was sturdy and well-maintained. A...
For the first time Commander Tony Nash wore the three full rings of a Commander RN, he had two more days leave, before he and his new wife Freda left for Birkenhead to commission the new Sloop HMS Blackbird. Although from Liverpool Birkenhead was no distance Freda decided she wanted to be with him His new ship was still finishing her short refit, of new radar and sonar equipment, and was still in a dry dock so Freda joined him, stopping in a local hotel for the two weeks before they were due...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 15 & 16 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X I suggest you read Footprints In The Sea in chapter order so if you haven't read Chapters 1 and 2, please do so. An Engagement is announced, a new friend and mentor is discovered and the mandatory...
Dawn at their island on Oceanus was a spectacular affair. The golden sun slowly crept up above the horizon and sent out bright spears of light, illuminating the rapidly brightening sky. John and the girls felt the warm glow of the sun’s rays, and they woke up at the same time, stretching languidly in the extremely comfortable bed. Jade was on the western edge, and when she rolled on to her other side, so that she was facing the sun, she sat up abruptly with a startled gasp. “Oh, John, this...
Never seek to tell thy love, Love that never told can be, For the gentle wind doth move Silently, invisibly. Love’s Secret William Blake He had felt this heart’s storm coming for so long he failed to pay heed to the meaning of his words. In the end, he knew, he had failed to understand the terms of their contract, the bargain they had struck, all rendered meaningless by time. For years now, her hand in his had been a bittersweet thing — nothing now was as it had been. The sound of her...
The barge Princess Caroline made a brief stop at Westminster Bridge steps, allowing Patrick and I to disembark, from where it was but a short walk along Whitehall to Horse Guards. On entering Colonel Slade’s office I was pleased to see both Krish Armityge and Zinnia Teazle present, as I had little opportunity to speak to either of them before having to rush off to Bristol. I looked forward to picking up the latest news concerning Caroline Ashford from Krish, and of my sister Rebekah from...
Winterset, Iowa is a small town thirty seven miles southwest of Des Moines. Mary Ann McCree was born and grew up there. After graduating from high school she took a secretarial course so that she could learn shorthand. Her typing was excellent, and she felt with the addition of shorthand she could find a job easily.The soldiers had returned from the war and businesses were expanding rapidly. Mary Ann had an older sister named Beatrice who had married Silas Greenfield, a soldier stationed at...
InterracialThe wind gave such a boost of speed, those last miles, we shot right up on the beach. The crew lurched forward, and the ship stopped hard. Then over the side, the men leapt to the sand. "Praise Poseidon! Praise Zeus! Tonight we make an offering." Several dropped to their knees, grabbing handfuls of sand and letting it spill through their fingers. They looked with rapt eyes at the firm earth beyond. Captain Miltiades released his tight grip on the railing. He smiled at me. "Have you any...
Memories of Alaska: The Sea Lion I have never been an exceptionally happy person. Since my too-serious childhood, this pattern has persisted into my adult life. I noticed that I was different at a young age, others seemed give themselves freely to the feral abandon of delight while I watched, nervously chewing at my fingertips and smiling when they did. It was not for a lack of trying that I was unhappy, indeed my attempts at contentment seemed so consuming that I ended most days exhausted and...
Along the length of the moonlit rocky cliff, other tentacles also rose, twitching, seeking. The creature knew the competition would be fierce, and odds of individual success were slim. But onward it climbed, finding a gaping crack in the cliff and contorting its body to squeeze itself inside. Other creatures would find similar openings, but this one held a sense of promise. Surely this must be the one. Lashing out with a tentacle at a competitor that sought to encroach upon its tiny cave,...
Lorenzo moaned as he struggled to open his eyelids. His tongue passed over something acrid and sticky as he licked his cracked lips. He heard a slight, hesitant whimper. He felt a warm snuffling against an ear. Suddenly an ache in the core of his body spread out and over each stiff limb. His jade green eyes slowly squinted open. Each pupil gleamed as the austere summer light of a sparsely clouded sky reflected from the striated Aegean sea's surface and into his eyes.There was a scrabbling sound...
VoyeurThe Monster Island Sea was largely ignored by the great naval powers of the world. It was too far away and too dangerous. The Canine Empire was far to the west, the Feline Theocracy began leagues to the east and the Equine Collective positioned far to the north. The sea had temptation though. Each of the three powers denied engaging in any trade with one another but if for whatever reason they did want to send a merchant vessel or two, perhaps carrying silk, spice or salt, then the Monster...
FantasyFootprints In The Sea - Chapters 1 & 2 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints In The Sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X Shipwrecked on an island in the South Pacific and more than one thousand miles from the nearest habited land and located between New Zealand and South America, Charlie Broughton explores what he...
Footprints In The Sea - Chapters 19 and 20 By Frances Penwiddy Copyright © Frances Penwiddy 2015 Footprints in the sea is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is coincidental. This novel is not considered suitable material for minors and is rated X I suggest you read Footprints In The Sea in chapter order so if you haven't read Chapters 1 and 2, please do so. Friends begin to gather and ask to come and live on the island and after speaking to...
As Zax proceeded past the seashore and vanished into the horizon, he did not pay much attention to the people on the beach and those in the harbor. The sea was a fascinating spectacle it was hard for him to match it to anything he ever witnessed. The closest he could think of was the blue sky. The sea appeared just as vast and while there were differences between the two, as he went on, other than scope and color, Zax detected more and more similarities that made him equally appreciate both...
RFS Chasseur didn't depart her pier at Atuona until the afternoon. Her port engine was causing trouble, a transfer pipe between the intermediate and low pressure cylinders was leaking steam badly. In any event, Commandant Krusenbourg decided to sail using just his starboard plant. This limited the torpedo boat's speed to 10 or so knots. It would now take them a good three days for the trip North to Eaio to uplift the American castaway, Hiram Willens. To compound matters, the Chasseur's...
Story is about my younger sister NINA and elder brother GARRY .she come to know that her elder sister NANCY have enjoyed sex with me [GAARY] and so she is looking for sexual pleasure. Hello Readers ! I am going to write down about my younger sister NINA.she is a 19 yrs.gal.she have made physical relation with her elder sister NANCY & i have seen their physical love. NINA.....A 19 YRS........GAL........HEIGHT OF 5'3 FEET......WHITE COMPLEXION........SLIM FIGURE..........WITH NICE...
OralGemma kicked her leg, to try to free herself from whatever had looped itself around her left ankle, but to no avail. Then she tried to untangle herself by using her right foot to push it off. But then she felt something hook around that leg as well, coiling itself around her ankle. And the more she kicked and struggled, the tighter it held her.She kicked her legs again, trying to escape from the rubbery things that were wrapped around her ankles, but their grip just tightened, restricting her...
Monster SexThe summer sun glimmered on the emerald sea as the waves broke against the shore, swallowing up the tiny footprints in the sand. Isabelle was a tall red-haired girl now in her 23rd year. She strode along the beach with her dress fluttering in the warm breeze, vexed by matters of the heart – and feared that her longing would be unrequited. Richard had grown up in the beach house next to hers. In their childhood they became friends. As the years progressed and the two grew into maturity, so had...