Puppets of the lens
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The outer door to my studio opened causing a chime to ring in my inner sanctum. I cursed the day I had let my assistant go, and shuffled out to see who was interrupting my serenity. Two women were standing there looking at the photographs on the wall with their backs to me.“Lovely aren’t they?” I asked.“Yes, they are Bobby. They are positively unique,” one of the women said as she turned to face me.I staggered back a step as I was confronted with the subject of the photographs displayed on the...
OccupationsAt age 35 freshly divorced, I was still wearing hard contact lens. On Vacationin my old hometown of Tulsa, Okla I suddenly developed a severe scratching ofmy right eye. As it was a Saturday I called my original optometrist that I hadnot seen for over 10 years. To my surprise he answered his office phone himselfas he had just returned from working out and was in doing paper work.Telling me to come right over, I immediately arrived about 10 min later and he escorted me into a dark room and...
After several years of electrolysis, hormones, and bleaching, his skin was smooth and hairless. He looked as pretty as he was ever going to look. He felt the usual nervousness that he always felt whenever he went out on a "date," even though he'd been living as a woman for the last year, even though this was no date. Outside he heard his ex-wife Olena and her new husband Vlad talking about a vacation they were taking in a couple of weeks. How could they talk so casually? He felt a pang of...
After several years of electrolysis, hormones, and bleaching, his skin was smooth and hairless. He looked as pretty as he was ever going to look. He felt the usual nervousness that he always felt whenever he went out on a "date," even though he'd been living as a woman for the last year, even though this was no date. Outside he heard his ex-wife Olena and her new husband Vladimir talking about a vacation they were taking in a couple of weeks. How could they talk so casually? He felt a pang...
We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a sprawling red-brick and glass, modern further education complex. The three-story buildings are topped (and sometimes sided) with sloping black roofs and surrounded by flat green lawns. A few young geeky students move around from one building to another. In the final shot, infront of a green sign (on the wall of one of the buildings) that reads “Mersey University Centre Technology – St Helens Campus” – and then, stepping infront of the...
Beth and Len are thirteen year old twins whom I was asked to babysit for, during the Labor Day weekend, from Friday till Monday eve. On Friday morning their mother, Debbie, dropped them off. She told them to behave and reminded them that if they didn't that I had her full permission to discipline them as needed. They settled in and were busy playing and watching the television shortly after Debbie left. That afternoon I was watching tv and the children were running in and out,...
CHAPTER ONE A visit to a Strip Club I just could not believe I was doing this! I was in London for eight weeks, attending a course on a new machine my employers were introducing, and now I was sitting in this strip club in Soho. We don’t have anything like this down in Devon, not even in Exeter, and everyone knows that lots of naughty things go on in Soho. So my course was a heaven sent opportunity to find out if what I heard was true. I was stung at the door for a membership, then the...
Len had never been far from my thoughts in all this time. I had left messages for her, and she called me often from Berlin. My news I had related as each step on the way was taken, and she was really enthusiastic about my venture. "Danny, they must think highly of your abilities to do all this for you." I passed it off as a joke. "Hey, Kid (I had spent too much time in the States) I know how to make the tweaks and get things to perform properly." "I know Danny. You made my body...
A wife's breakthrough to act out her fantasyYou are sitting on the bed, blindfolded, naked except for the soft, velvet collar at your throat and sheer hold-ups with your high-heeled shoes, in nervous anticipation of what is to follow.Your senses are acute to any changes around you and you hear the door open, with quiet murmurings of several voices. Your heart beats faster and the warmth in your body seems to concentrate in your cunt – sensitive, wet and throbbing in anticipation.You are...
I had not seen or heard from Lynda in over 20 years. In the summer of 1995 I was at an outdoor concert. During intermission Lynda walked by. I recognized her immediately, and called out to her. She stopped and looked for a few seconds before she realized that it was me.She was with her husband and some friends, but we spent the entire intermission talking and catching up. She was married with 1 son and lived less than 5 miles from me. Two months later I was hired into the same company where she...
A shocked look came over Simon's face, but then he laughed. "You're more naughty than I thought," he laughed. A pause. "I fucked his mother!" he exclaimed. "My sister? You fucked my sister?" Then we both broke out laughing. I was laughing so hard Simon had a hard time keeping his cock in me. We were still chuckling off and on when he came. "Maybe we should do a threesome," I joked. "With Beth?" Suddenly, it wasn't a joke. "Oh my!" ========== "Hi Beth, it's me." "Hi...
"Well, Bobby, what's going on? Are you having fun with girls, yet?" "Not really." "Not really? But sorta? Do you have a girl friend?" "Well I like this girl Allison, but she's just a friend." "A friend who's a girl, not a girl friend?" "Yeah. Sorta. But she's really pretty." I knew Allison from church and I had to agree ten times over about that. She was gorgeous and physically mature even though she was a few months younger than Bobby. "Aren't you the mysterious one....
You are sitting on the bed, blindfolded, naked except for the soft, velvet collar at your throat and sheer hold-ups with your high-heeled shoes, in nervous anticipation of what is to follow. Your senses are acute to any changes around you and you hear the door open, with quiet murmurings of several voices. Your heart beats faster and the warmth in your body seems to concentrate in your cunt – sensitive, wet and throbbing in anticipation. You are startled as fingers stroke your arm, the...
You are sitting on the bed, blindfolded, naked except for the soft, velvet collar at your throat and sheer hold-ups with your high-heeled shoes, in nervous anticipation of what is to follow. Your senses are acute to any changes around you and you hear the door open, with quiet murmurings of several voices. Your heart beats faster and the warmth in your body seems to concentrate in your cunt – sensitive, wet and throbbing in anticipation. You are startled as fingers stroke your arm, the...
First TimeThrough the Mirror: A Father Son Story Author's Note: Been a while and this came to me, at least the idea. We'll see where it leads Tim sat at his desk, his history book open, pen poised above the paper as he scanned the page looking for the answer to the questions listed. He wasn't a fan of eighth grade history, didn't really understand what difference it made if he knew who did what when. "Hey, son." His father stuck his head in the door. "I need to run a quick errand, about an...
Through the Mirror Author's Note: A foray into magical transformation. Meteor Strike wasn't really magical so this is a first attempt. Rarely do I start and finish a story on the same day. I hope this one satisfies. Martin Christi woke up Saturday morning. He took a deep breath and tried to let the previous week of stress and turmoil go away. Today he had time for himself. He extracted himself from the bed and as he stood up his nightgown dropped down into place. He strolled to the...
Through the Gate By Morpheus Donovan Parks stood amid the clutter of his garage and smiled proudly. Though boxes of old clothing and items that belonged in a long needed garage sale were scattered about in no particular fashion, it was the jumble of metal, wire, cables and computer components that was in the back of the garage that took his full attention. At first glance, the jumble looked much like the rest of the families discarded junk that filled the garage, though in truth,...
This newly posted story has some old attributes "but" is there a whole new beginning about to occur? Read carefully and see:: Nothing had changed much since Little Momma's summoned Satanic Beast fucking. Our life together was pretty much as always though I could tell after that fucking she got in that evil room she sure as hell didn't want much more sex or even fooled with for some time afterwards. Now sure we continued to have our wild parties as had in the past though I guarantee you...
I had the whole story written up and wanted to post it all at once, but unfortunately, people do not like long stories, as I have found out with previous stories. So I am posting this story in separate parts, sorry for the wait. *** How had I been so stupid. There had been so many countless indicators, her smaller size, her scared eyes, her different scent and taste, her shaved pubs, her tight pussy, hell even the orientation and feel of the room had been off. It was not Desma I had raped in...
I don’t know what made me look up that first night. I never had before. Every night at exactly seven-thirty I walked the same streets, music in my ears, eyes fixed straight ahead. Maybe it was a flash of movement. Maybe a subconscious tug of my attention. But I did look, glancing right at the house I was passing. It was a cute little brownstone, not much different than the others along this street packed in like anchovies. The curtains were thrown open, and I could see what looked like a living...
LesbianIntroduction: This story was written for the fourth calling all writer competition. Through the looking glass ALICES daddy didnt notice her sleeping in the back of the home theater room when he entered. Assuming that she had gone shopping with her mother that evening. He selected a porn DVD to watch. Plopping down on the couch and getting himself ready for a really goood wanking. Alice had fallen asleep watching cartoons after dinner. Her dreaming was interrupted by the sound of people in...
Manoeuvring the ladders past the garage and down to the garden at the back of the house, I thought I saw movement in the bedroom window. I stepped back but didn’t see anything. I was certain I saw someone near the bedroom door but maybe it was just shadows. It’s a single story home and I only needed the ladders to clean the window of the bedroom from the lower garden. I continued down the steps and placed the ladders in position under the window. After setting the ladders, I climbed up to clean...
VoyeurManoeuvring the ladders past the garage and down to the garden at the back of the house, I thought I saw movement in the bedroom window. I stepped back but didn’t see anything. I was certain I saw someone near the bedroom door but maybe it was just shadows.It’s a single story home and I only needed the ladders to clean the window of the bedroom from the lower garden. I continued down the steps and placed the ladders in position under the window.After setting the ladders, I climbed up to clean...
THROUGH NIGHT TO LIGHT (Part 1) By Sailor 861 Isabel Metcalfe felt older than 35 as she drove her 1974 Austin MiniMinor home that cool, summer night years ago on the Scottish west coast.She was a free woman but a single, mysterious event during that driveinto the countryside in June 1975 changed all that. Today, 28years later, she has lived with chained ankles every day, coming and goingin public and private with confidence and the illusion that long dressesafford her quirky love for steel...
Scott was scrawling away when the bell on the cafe door jangled. He was surprised to see the girl from the stationery shop step in. She scanned the room as her eyes adjusted from the summer brightness outside. The moment she saw him, her face lit up and she strode to his table.“Eager to get started, huh?” She hovered, clasping her forearms. “I love a man who gets straight to things.”“Uh, yes, miss. Just ducked in here to get out of the heat and get the hang of this pen.”Scott rose and offered...
OutdoorTHROUGH THE BLACK DOOR OF EVIL:: CHAPTER 2 The 1st chapter has just ended with Little Momma just having gotten another potion injection right on each side of her cunt lips at the joining of the mound. She lay there writhing and twisting and churning with hot fire this one gave her even more of and caused her pussy as before to flower out and stretch open loosening to take what soon was to come for her. All the while our new "Guest" had...
September 1964 – August 1970 I spent some of my Premium Bond money on proper framing. Lili’s pencil and crayon portrait of Col then adorned my bedroom wall along with the FDJ poster. I often found myself sitting on my bed, looking into her eyes. The feeling that it had been something I had done that had resulted in their betrayal to Oberstleutnant Schmidt grew in me. I sat there, sifting my memories of our time in East Germany trying to identify my mistake. At times, Col’s eyes seemed to...
ALICE’S daddy didn’t notice her sleeping in the back of the home theater room when he entered. Assuming that she had gone shopping with her mother that evening. He selected a porn DVD to watch. Plopping down on the couch and getting himself ready for a really goood wanking. Alice had fallen asleep watching cartoons after dinner. Her dreaming was interrupted by the sound of people in distress, a woman seemed to be screaming ‘Oh god, oh god, OH GOD! ’ Suddenly the sound...
This story is intended for the entertainment of adults only. Copyright (C) 1998 by Maryann. All rights reserved. Permission Is hereby granted for non-commercial use of this complete and unaltered text. Electronic storage of unaltered copies for personal use is also permitted. Any other use of this text is a violation of copyright. No hardcopies may be made without written permission from the author. Through The Eyes Of A Woman By: Maryann Winning the science fair...
Through the wormhole Part II By Janice In our last episode, we found that our hero Jack has a secret: he likes to dress up in women's clothes. He had dreamed of finding a woman with whom he could share his passion, but thanks to a physics experiment on a distant planet gone awry he found a whole world of Amazons who love it when he wears something sexy. Dresses, pumps and lace are now his everyday wardrobe and while the women enjoy seeing him dressed that way, they are always trying...
December rolled on towards Christmas. Frau Schmidt found a job in a dress shop in the High Street. Final term marks were posted on the classroom noticeboard for every subject and I had made top of the class in all but one subject – French. But then, I was competing with a native French speaker in Leurmet, whose father was a diplomat of some kind. The following day I had confirmation of what I had already guessed: I was top of my class overall, but I suppose I really should be, given what was...
Early to mid-December 1963 Gradually, December accelerated towards Christmas and school finished for the year. Col brought her school report home on the last day and she gave it to Mutti Frida that evening. When Mutti Frida opened it, there was an accompanying letter. After reading the report and smiling at Col, she unfolded the letter. After a while, she looked up. “You are doing so well, Col, that they want you to move to the grammar school, in Canterbury.” Col was astounded. I smiled....
Through The Looking Glass Eileen was eighteen and her life was far from perfect. In her view, her only small perfection was her body. It was absolutely stunning. Her face was beautiful but she was terribly shy and she always looked down or away whenever anyone admired her looks. Her two guilty pleasures in life were that she loved seeing herself naked in the mirror and she loved to masturbate in the early morning hours naked on her bed. What she did not know is that others outside...
Incest“Was that vanilla or white chocolate?”“Hmm?” I snapped out of my daze. “Oh, yeah. White chocolate. Sorry, Enrique, I’ve got a lot on my mind.”“It’s okay, Rissa,” he gave me his usual charming smile. “A large white chocolate Grinder, okay. And, uh, should I help you out again tonight?”“Oh, you’re a sweetheart, Enrique, but I’m just not feeling up to it. Sorry to disappoint you.” I shook my head ruefully. “No problem, Ms. B. Whatever’s best for you. I’ll have that Grinder out in a bit.”I walked...
Love StoriesSchool ended for the three of us on the Wednesday before Easter and we made plans to spend time together over the Easter period. I had to travel up to London on the Tuesday after Easter and my mother insisted that I be home on the Monday evening. I eventually negotiated that I would be home by eight o’clock that evening: Col and Mutti Frida wanted to give me a farewell dinner. It was a rather subdued affair given the emotions everyone had been through in the lead-up to this moment, with...
I am reposting this story as I’ve found that an important piece of it was not included in the original posting. This story sort of falls into the ‘What If’ genre. I’m at a loss as to where or what genre I should list the story. It could fit in Romance, Non erotic, or Science Fiction. There is a romance involved and some Sci Fi but the crux of the story isn’t about either one, I chose Non erotic. According to the description of that category, this is a fictional story without a focus on sex. I...
Sequel to "Through My Hotel Window" I had just returned to my desk from the cafeteria after lunch when my boss called me into his office. We often had conversations about how to plan and execute tasks on the company servers. I'm a consultant and have been doing computer work for a long time, so while my boss is technically in charge of me, he values my opinions and experience. "Hank," Alan said as I entered, "our corporate auditor would like to have a meeting with us next week.""I figured it...
MasturbationClaire woke up aching - that deep, pleasurable ache that could only be assuaged with a hard and merciless fuck. I haven't felt like this in years, she thought, loving the tingling in her pussy, not daring to open her eyes in case it turned out to be a dream. In fact, the last time she had felt this aroused was back in college; naked and soaped up with that fiercely sexy blonde - what was her name...Helena? Oh, Claire remembered moaning like a whore up against that shower wall. Almost felt...
Fantasy & Sci-FiI slump down in my chair, relieved that my board meeting is over. It’s been such a stressful day; breaking down that morning and waiting on the hard shoulder for the AA for nearly two hours; breaking my heel on the way into work, and being shown up by Mr Masterson in my meeting. Bastard. I look at the time- 4:30pm. Hmm, what to do for half an hour? I walk over to the door and turn the key, hoping the tell tale sound of the lock won’t draw the attention of too many people. The vertical blinds...
ExhibitionismAs most of you know, this past summer, I worked part time for a local escort service. Most of the time, I did out call, where you go to where the client is. A couple of nights a month, I'd do in call, that's where the client comes to you. When we did in call, it would always be at a motel that I'm familiar with. The owner is a friend of mine. Normally, it would be myself and two or three other girls. The service pays for the room.On this particular night, there were four of us. This motel is...
VoyeurHer SundayDay One "Sí, lo quiero", that said, the flat was mine. The furnished flat was perfect, just off Plaza Traginers in Barcelona's Gothic quarter, a few minutes walking distance from the excitement of La Rambla, yet the area was still quiet. The Gothic Cathedral was quite nearby and I could relish an intriguing view of the Roman walls from the delightful terrace off the master, from which I could also enjoy the cool morning with some tea, and afternoons with a cool drink in hand. It was a...
Voyeur*** I had the whole story written up and wanted to post it all at once, but unfortunately, people do not like long stories, as I have found out with previous stories. So I am posting this story in separate parts, sorry for the wait. This is the third part in this series. The first story is "Through the Window" and the second is "Through the Window Again". I would recommend reading from the start but it is not needed but you will have spoilers if you keep reading. *** The next morning,...
This story sort of falls into the "What If" genre. As usual constructive comments, emails, and critiques are most welcome and appreciated. Thank you for reading this tale and I hope you enjoy the story as much as I've enjoyed writing it. "This town ain't big enough for the both of us, you varmint," one man yelled. "Ride out or go for your gun." "I'm tired of your loud mouth," the second man's voice replied. "Reach you sidewinder." At the electronic beep, both men drew and...
In the morning, I went off to school for that last day of the spring term in a dark mood. I think the bullies must have sensed that I was vulnerable and had at me. I struggled through the day, full of appalling thoughts of what my life would be like without Col’s friendship, without Mutti Frida’s deep well of humanity. Sitting on the bus I could feel my world falling apart. Without Col’s friendship, I couldn’t face this life. This time I would get a knife. There was a calmness after that...
As November slowly passed, I became more and more concerned. I couldn’t remember the date of JFK’s assassination, other than late November, but I knew the place was Dallas. I scoured the newspapers at home for information but I had long realised there was nothing I could do and if I tried, I could well attract unwanted attention. I’d found nothing new that conflicted with my memories but Col sensed something bothering me. I passed it off as just my usual family angst, which seemed to leave...
Tetsuo opened the doors to the medical facility to find Todd Callaway and Dr. Kobayashi standing in the hallway yelling at each other. Several people were standing around listening but tried to look like they were working. "You have no idea what that will do to her!" Dr Kobayashi yelled. "You can't just cut her off without testing it first!" "So how the hell do you suggest I test it," Todd yelled back. "You have another person I can try it on?" Tetsuo stepped up to the two men and...
It was like a roller coaster ride in a nightmare with the deafening roar of rocket engines, nearly complete darkness and a lot of screaming. It only lasted for a few minutes, but it felt like an hour! As soon as the engines were cut off, the feeling of gravity was gone again. Sarah grabbed her tablet and tried to access the computer network, Kaito was almost pounding on the intercom button in a futile attempt to contact the pilot and Danielle was trying to calm Alice down. Maren seemed to be...
It is hard to say exactly when I started realizing that my marriage was going south. I think it might have been the night of our honeymoon. I had always been of the impression that she enjoyed our sex life, but the night of our honeymoon there was no a moan nor a whimper from her as I attempted to satisfy her orally. The intercourse was just as cool and I felt as if I had purchased an inflatable doll for the purposes of my relief. We talked about it a few days later and she confessed that...
Part II The Discovery - Through the Looking Glass. Anne’s stride had purpose. She had heard something and Robert was nowhere to be found. She panicked slightly hoping that Robert was alright. She hoped he had not hurt himself on one of his early morning walks around the property that she knew he enjoyed so much. She realised that she had virtually ignored him since the shower fuck last year and had been feeling both guilty and a little horny lately. She just could not bring herself...
IncestThrough The Door Part One They were well into a bottle of wine. His trousers unbuckled, her hand expertly teasing, not letting him go too far. Then she stood before him, unhooked the little black dress, and let it drop, her eyes never leaving his, always with that frank, slightly teasing look. Later, he would realize, always in control. You like this, don't you? she said. Posed a little. She was wearing all black; a cami, bra, panties, thigh highs with lace trim,...
Today is my birthday. Usually I spend it with friends, however this year I am doing something special, something for myself. It's sometime I enjoy, however, I could never tell anyone about it. It's not that I'm ashamed, however, I just don't want to have to explain. That would be too complicated. A new dress has arrived this week and I can hardly wait to try it on. It is a short breezy number just long enough to cover my garters. I can wear it on or off the shoulders I'm sure I'll...
Through the Fence (Mom Enjoys Neighbor's Garden)(Based on "Through The Fence"; see credits at the end)*** This was and is an absurd story, but I liked the original anyway, especially after I (think I) improved it a little *** Michael Livingston lived in a quiet, older suburban neighborhood with his mother. His father had walked out on the two of them seven years earlier when he was just __ years old. Their house was on a corner and their next door neighbor was an older divorced woman, Mrs....
I had the whole story written up and wanted to post it all at once, but unfortunately, people do not like long stories, as I have found out with previous stories. So I am posting this story in separate parts, sorry about that. This is the first in the series. *** Desma gave me a sly grin as we walked around the corner up to her house, "parents are gone." It took me a moment to figure out how she knew that. A quick look and I figured it out. The two-story home looked more inviting every...
The police station buzzed around me; the practiced fingers of desk cops pounding away at keyboards, the arrguments of disagreeing factions, and the lame excuses of the soon-to-be-jailed. It was a Friday night, and it looked like the authorities had been busy arresting perps since daybreak. Nearby, a pair of muscular frat boys sat handcuffed to different chairs. I couldn't tell if they were fastened there to keep them from falling over in their alcoholice stupor, or if the shackles were there...
"I have a delivery here for Dr. Harrison Jones," the man in the dark brown uniform said as he stood on the steps of the modest suburban home. "I'll take it," the tall, slim eighteen-year-old who had answered the door said. "Are you Doctor Jones? the overweight deliveryman, with the name Bob on his shirt, said with a smirk. At five eight and a hundred and twelve pounds, the light brown haired woman could hardly have been mistaken for a Harrison Jones. Especially when the small bikini...
"Mitch, let us go first. We have the training. Stay close. You're our backup. Watch our backs for surprises." He wasn't happy but nodded. We snuck into the yard and to the side of the house. There was an open window. Ben pointed at it and at himself. I nodded. I went to the back door and tried the handle. To my surprise, it wasn't locked. I opened it carefully watching for traps but saw none. I went inside followed closely by Mitch. They had Melody stripped to the waist and were laying...
Our house was empty when I arrived, so I went up to my room, got out my schoolbooks and stared at them, lost in tortuous, circling thoughts that reached no conclusion. Col had believed my story – but her reaction had twisted in a completely unexpected and very scary direction. Eventually, I heard someone moving around downstairs and my mother put her head round my door. “Will! You’re back early. Is everything all right?” It definitely wasn’t, but I couldn’t talk about it with my...
We went back to our office for lunch and to get to know Melody better. She’s a nice young woman who has had a limited upbringing though not as limited as Pam’s had been. Pam admitted that she reveled in the physical aspect of being married as much as any other part. Melody was admittedly a little jealous of Lisa and Pam. I could tell she wanted a connection. Lisa talked to her about being choosy. She explained that she waited for me and is glad she did. “I have to admit that I thought I...