Luci
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Buzzing, loud noises, alarm. I hate alarms. I hate alarms when I am sleeping on my couch at work. I hate sleeping on my couch at work. Still dark. Mouth tastes like a sewer and I have not even been drinking. Where is the alarm coming from? Oh, PC. I pull myself erect and stumble over to my PC and silence the noise. It was not that loud, but when the only noises in the room are PC fans, it was loud enough. My head ached and I had to go to the bathroom. It was going on for 5:30 in the morning...
I walked back into my office a few minutes later, laptop in hand. Luci was sitting on my couch, legs tucked up under her looking very vulnerable. She started to open her mouth, but I held up my hand, similar to what she had done last night. At least I got a small smile out of her. "I have to do my job and Paul's at the moment. Can it wait?" I added a silent please. I do not know if she was still angry with me, but I really did have to get the database up and running. I was surprised when...
Even in a king size bed, four people can get a little crowded and we really did not get much sleep. At some point both Fay and I were awake long enough for her to tell me that Ellen was over at Chloe's and I had to get them to school. That would also give Luci and Nikki time to get to work before me. Fay got up and got dressed and Nikki and Luci followed suit leaving the bathroom to me. I showered and got dressed and was out the door to get Ellen and Chloe to school before I headed for...
The alarm brought me out of a dream that I do not really remember. I got out of bed and walked over to turn the noise off. It had been too easy to turn the alarm off and then go back to sleep when it was on my night table, so I had moved it across the room. My wife had further to go to shut it off, but I was the first one out of bed these days, so it did not really matter. I headed for the bathroom to take care of my morning absolutions. Visions of Luci from the night before had me hard...
At some point in the middle of the night, or was it the early morning, someone got the idea that I had not had enough because I awoke to the feeling of someone kissing my chest. I was content to lie there and enjoy it, not really caring if it was a dream or real. When a hand wrapped around my stiffening organ, I was more conscious and I was sure that it was not a dream. The hand engulfed my cock and only Maureen's was that big. She was slowly squeezing and stroking it, making it swell larger...
LUCII only went into the bar on that stormy winters night because I was drenched, and I had to get out of the rain.As I walked in a soft dark voice beside me said “Oh you're wet, you should get out of those clothes.” I turned and saw a lovely lady sitting at a corner table near the door.Well I'm not the ugliest bloke in the world, but it's the first time an absolutely gorgeous woman has told me to take my clothes off as an opening line!I told her I was very flattered by her invitation. I saw...
"Close the door please, Gary, and come and have a seat." Patricia was giving me her full attention. I closed the door and sat down in one of my guest chairs. It was odd to be on this side of the desk. "At the risk of sticking my nose in where it doesn't belong," she started, "Luci is in love with you." "I know." "Do you? Does Fay?" "Know that Luci is in love with me? If she doesn't now, she will by the end of the day." "You don't seem concerned by that,...
I had been staring at the same passage in the email for close to 10 minutes now, and it was not making any more sense than the first time I had read it. Maybe I needed more coffee. I was already on my third cup and it was just helping me to stay focused on the job at hand, but was not helping me understand what I was reading. I was beginning to suspect the problem was me. I decided to send it to print. Maybe seeing it in hard copy would help my comprehension. I had left Fay and Luci snuggled...
The four of us trooped out of the building to the company car. We ended up at a local steak house where we met Myron and Christine Thomas, another lawyer at the firm that we had on retainer. The six of us sat down at a round table, Maureen on one side of me, Christine on the other. Christine was quite attractive if you could get past the severe makeup, hairdo and generally unflattering clothing and glasses she wore. She stood about five foot six with her heels on and I gauged them at two...
"Good morning, Gary. One black coffee, one bagel, heavy cream cheese and one good morning kiss." I tried not to scowl at Nikki as she started around the desk to give me a kiss. She must have sensed that the kiss would be a bad idea, because she stopped at the corner and just looked at me. "Did I say something wrong?" she asked, looking at my expression. I was of two minds about how I was feeling towards Nikki at the moment. I know my feelings were not neutral but whether they were on...
Luci 2About a week after my fantastic session with Luci and Karen, I was walking down the street in the city. I got a text. It was from Luci. It simply read 'Stay there I'll meet you very soon.'Strange! I looked around and couldn't see her anywhere, so how could she know where I was?I stood and waited a couple of minutes. (I was standing in a small corner between two shops) Luci suddenly appeared round the corner. She was wearing an ankle-length coat and lovely strappy sandals. Her hair was...
Luci 2About a week after my fantastic session with Luci and Karen, I was walking down the street in the city. I got a text. It was from Luci. It simply read 'Stay there Ill meet you very soon.'Strange! I looked around and couldn't see her anywhere, so how could she know where I was?I stood and waited a couple of minutes. (I was standing in a small corner between two shops) Luci suddenly appeared round the corner. She was wearing an ankle length coat and lovely strappy sandles. Her hair was...
The alarm's buzzing woke me from a sound, deep sleep. Did I mention I hate alarm clocks? I think I hate alarm clocks worse that I hate cheap hotels. So an alarm clock in a cheap hotel ranks right down there on the bottom of the list. The bed was warm and comfortable, if only a little crowded and I was fighting the urge to burrow down between the bodies and the blankets and go back to sleep, but work was calling me and her song was one I was fighting. I do not like disasters and for the...
I gathered up my things and returned to the 15th floor. Maureen's office door was ajar but not closed, so I knocked as I slowly opened it. "Come in Gary, and close the door please," she said as I stepped in and followed her instructions. I put my briefcase down next to the couch and dropped my coat on top of it. Christine was sitting at the table looking at me. Maureen got up from behind her desk and walked over to me, put her arms around my neck and kissed me, in front of Christine. I...
When we reached the boat we all stripped. Wendi had teasingly said she’d never had sex with a porn star before and Lucie claimed to have missed my older pecker. She wasn’t fucking Erik (her agent) anymore and told him this might be her last video. It was six hours after we picked up the “lovebirds” as we humorously referred to Lucie and Luke, at the airport. They had just starred in a new porn flick. Lucie’s agent Erik had flown back to Prague, Lucie’s home town where he would be working with...
I was not holding out any hope that Wednesday would be any better than Tuesday. At least I woke up in my own bed this time and had a good night's sleep to show for it. I pulled on some casual pants and a loud shirt and almost dared anyone to say anything about it. I had spent the bulk of the evening on the phone with friends of mine who worked in the human resources side of the legal field. Quite interesting that practice. All of them had backed me up when I explained my thinking. There was...
Lucian, Chapter Two. Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn't that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves - a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew nothing about trees. It wasn't an oak, surely - there were no acorns lying around. He looked across the vast...
Lucian, Chapter Nine. Why do we still think airports are places of glamour? Why not call them the meat-packing factories they are, pushing long sausages of passengers' flesh through portals and detector gates? Tourists, businessmen, and all kinds of other travelers milled around the halls and corridors of Washington's Dulles International Airport, spreading sweat and heat and noise and agitation. But the tall and slender silver-haired creature at the center of this swirling...
Lucian, Chapter Six. Some scents arouse us in conflicting ways. They incite lust as well as fear, desire as well as apprehension - they're like a blend of cold sweat and intoxicating perfume. The 25th of June arrived, and Norton's Academy of Excellence was in turmoil. Lucian learned that it was an important date; it was the day, 16 years ago, when the school had been established. It also was a day of reunion, when sponsors and alumni came from all over the States to meet...
Dear reader, For legal reasons I have to assure you that all characters in this story are over 18 years old. For every other reason, though, I must remind you that the law has no jurisdiction over your imagination. Lucian, Chapter One. The black shoe swung in and out of the overhead light. It was a slender-heeled pump hugging a nylon-clad foot attached to a nylon-clad leg. Bent at the knee the leg covered a second nylon-clad knee, swinging softly. He loved the dark,...
Lucian, Chapter Five. Spring arrived at Norton's Academy of Excellence. It painted the drab lawns with blazing green, causing desolate bushes to burst into a zillion flowers. Chaotic birdsong filled the sky, and Lucian Gaines ran, seeing it all happen - the yellow of daffodils, the purple of crocuses and the pure white of snowbells. Not that he had the faintest idea what their names were. Winter had been fickle. The first snow thawed after a week, followed by a new load...
Lucian, Chapter Four. What if the people you hate become the only ones to turn to? November turned into December, and the weather refused to really get cold. It was wet and misty, though, but that didn't stop Lucian Gaines from running two times a day, just wearing his long lycra tights and a top. The park had maybe become the only place he felt save anymore, escaping the eyes that were everywhere, the whispers and the giggles. Wherever he saw Barbs, he wondered if they might be...
Lucian, Chapter Three. A million drops of water will hollow out a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines - even in a world as weird as Norton's Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real - though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a school with its strict schedules and classes, tests and exams and all the usual tedious...
Lucian, Chapter Seven. A tremor crawled up his leg. It made his knees tremble before it disappeared under the flaring hem of his dress where it touched his bare cheek and danced up his spine - to choke his throat. "It's okay," a girl's voice whispered. *** October found its way to Norton's Academy of Excellence. It colored the leaves of the ancient trees before autumn winds blew them over the spacious lawns. It was Lucian Gaines' second autumn there and he had changed a...
Why do we still think airports are places of glamour? Why not call them the meat-packing factories they are, pushing long sausages of passengers’ flesh through portals and detector gates? Tourists, businessmen, and all kinds of other travelers milled around the halls and corridors of Washington’s Dulles International Airport, spreading sweat and heat and noise and agitation. But the tall and slender silver-haired creature at the center of this swirling circus didn’t seem to notice. Aloof...
Lucian, Chapter Ten. How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table and antique chairs under massive chandeliers. Of course, as a mere student, he'd never been there; he...
Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn’t that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves – a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew nothing about trees. It wasn’t an oak, surely – there were no acorns lying around. He looked across the vast lawn to the school building. “So...
Lucian, Chapter Eight. Why think you're a woman when all you have are her moves and her make up? And why think you're a man when even your balls have gone? Lucian Gaines inhaled the sweet spring air. It wafted in through an open window making his nose wrinkle as he closed his eyes. His ears caught birdsong and distant voices. Opening them again, Lucia Gaines looked around. Her room was impeccable - from the pale-pink flowery covers on the double bed to the crystal vase she'd...
Some scents arouse us in conflicting ways. They incite lust as well as fear, desire as well as apprehension – they’re like a blend of cold sweat and intoxicating perfume. The 25th of June arrived, and Norton’s Academy of Excellence was in turmoil. Lucian learned that it was an important date; it was the day, 16 years ago, when the school had been established. It also was a day of reunion, when sponsors and alumni came from all over the States to meet and celebrate. And it was the first...
What if the people you hate become the only ones to turn to? November turned into December, and the weather refused to really get cold. It was wet and misty, though, but that didn’t stop Lucian Gaines from running two times a day, just wearing his long lycra tights and a top. The park had maybe become the only place he felt save anymore, escaping the eyes that were everywhere, the whispers and the giggles. Wherever he saw Barbs, he wondered if they might be the ones that raped him. Maybe...
How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table and antique chairs under massive chandeliers. Of course, as a mere student, he’d never been there; he didn’t even know it existed. But...
A tremor crawled up his leg. It made his knees tremble before it disappeared under the flaring hem of his dress where it touched his bare cheek and danced up his spine – to choke his throat. “It’s okay,” a girl’s voice whispered. October found its way to Norton’s Academy of Excellence. It colored the leaves of the ancient trees before autumn winds blew them over the spacious lawns. It was Lucian Gaines’ second autumn there and he had changed a lot since the first one – physically as...
Why think you’re a woman when all you have are her moves and her make up? And why think you’re a man when even your balls have gone? Lucian Gaines inhaled the sweet spring air. It wafted in through an open window making his nose wrinkle as he closed his eyes. His ears caught birdsong and distant voices. Opening them again, Lucia Gaines looked around. Her room was impeccable – from the pale-pink flowery covers on the double bed to the crystal vase she’d filled with white-and-yellow...
A million drops of water will hollow out a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines – even in a world as weird as Norton’s Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real – though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a school with its strict schedules and classes, tests and exams and all the usual tedious chores. There was the daily routine of getting...
Spring arrived at Norton’s Academy of Excellence. It painted the drab lawns with blazing green, causing desolate bushes to burst into a zillion flowers. Chaotic birdsong filled the sky, and Lucian Gaines ran, seeing it all happen – the yellow of daffodils, the purple of crocuses and the pure white of snowbells. Not that he had the faintest idea what their names were. Winter had been fickle. The first snow thawed after a week, followed by a new load that resisted two months of...
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So I’ve been with my boy about 6 months. As you would expect we’ve have a wild and wonderful time with our toys and dressing up. As part of our 6 month celebration we’re going away for a weekend. Just to a lovely log cabin out in the country. Nice big hot tub outside!The week before we’re about to head off I want to get some new outfits and toys. This isn’t going to be a nice loved up weekend – we’re going away to some where secluded so we can fuck and make as much mess and noise as we can...
Dear reader, This story is also in the Dutch language. I'm sorry, but I've no time for translating my stories in the English. And my English is not good enough therefore. I have asked my Dutch readers several times or they will translate the stories, but it is difficult to find anybody. Perhaps later if I have more time. I'm very sorry, louis(e). Lucien en het schildersmodel Lucienne... Hoofdstuk ??n. Ach, m'n moeder had een soort kick. Zij heet Elinor. En zij gebruikte d...
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