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Tess always liked the few moments right before a summer storm. The air would swell, thick with heat and humidity and it would be so fierce it almost choked you with the moisture. The air was almost sticky and clung to your skin while the charge in the atmosphere made the hair on your arms stand on end. Then, just before you couldn’t take anymore of the clammy temperature, the heavens opened up and poured its sweetness over you. The ground would toss up one last wave of heat and then greedily drink of the wet bounty. Nothing felt, smelled or tasted like an August storm right before dusk in a small town. Usually Tess hurried out to catch the first raindrops before getting completely soaked to the skin.
Tonight was no exception. At the first few taps of rain on the porch roof she bolted out of her chair, the steamy romance novel she had been reading thrown aside and forgotten. She stood there on the grass of her back lawn with her arms out to her sides, face raised to the sky. The water felt so silky and cool on her sweaty body. It was during a storm like this that she really felt alive. The impromptu shower ran over her hair, neck and arms refreshing her body and soul. She stood there for several minutes completely still, just absorbing the rain. Smiling and happy, her thoughts were on absolutely nothing. Then without warning, a crack of thunder and lightning sounded almost overhead startling her from the trance. It was time to go in. With a bark of laughter at her fright, she turned and bounded up the steps and through the open door of the screened in porch…to suddenly collide with a solid wall of warm flesh.
Crying out in surprise, she stumbled falling back down the stairs. A hand shot out and gripped her upper arm and pulled her in to safety. Tess felt the slap of his hand on her skin as he tried to hold her. Automatically Tess’s hands went up to find something to hold on to and they met with warm, moist flesh. She looked up and into the dark glittering eyes of Sean, her boarder and handyman. A little gasp of surprise escaped her and she tried to back up, out of his arms, but he held her firmly. The moment grew longer as he continued to stare at her, his gaze taking in her wet hair, damp skin and tee shirt. Tess realized how skimpily she was dressed and how Sean was to be reacting to it. She had thrown on an oversized tee and a pair of cotton shorts. Both were white and showed everything when wet. She thought she was alone or she would never have gone outside at all. Obviously, she had been wrong.
Tess licked lips that were suddenly dry and noticed Sean tense, his hands tightening briefly and his eyes following the movement her tongue made. She had to do it to make her mouth work since it had gone suspiciously dry at the sight of him.
“I – it’s raining. I’m soaked.” She told him in a husky voice. She hadn’t meant it to come out that way, but her voice betrayed her.
“So I see. So I can feel.” He replied with a sardonic twist of his lips. He drew her against his body and her wet clothes started to soak his.
“Oh…I’m sorry.” Instantly contrite, she tried to pull away from him. His reaction was to hold her tighter until her breath came out in a startled puff.
“Don’t be. I like it.” His hand snaked up, pushing a strand of wet hair out of her eyes and behind her ear. His rough, calloused hand cupped her cheek, holding her face close to his. The rain battered the roof outside making the porch intimate and cozy. The warm setting and the hypnotically sexy man holding her made Tess shudder.
“Cold?” he asked. Tess had to wet her lips again to make them work. Again, his stare followed and she could almost feel the heat flare from his body to hers.
“No…not really. Just wet.” She told him in a hoarse whisper. She couldn’t make her voice work right. Then she realized what she had said to him and she felt her cheeks go red in embarrassment. What was he doing to her?
“Are you now? Perhaps I should see how wet you really are.” he told her softly. His smile went straight to her middle and made her belly tighten. His knuckle rose and skimmed over her nipple as he spoke.
“I want to touch you…taste you.” All pretenses gone, his face showed his desire. Tess tried to back away but she was pushed against the wall before she could even think. His hand bracketed her wrist drawing it behind her back; a simple restraint. The position made her arch her back pushing her breasts into his chest. They both moaned softly at the contact. Sean’s knuckle continued down, over her stomach, the V between her legs. She was frozen with shock and a sudden staggering desire. One voice in her head told her to run, to escape the hot longing his brief touch had ignited in her body. The other voice, the wicked one, wanted to take that finger between her teeth and suck on it with her lips and tongue. Tess honestly couldn’t think or make a decision beyond what was happening. Sean sensed her need and made the decision for her.
Eyes locked on hers, his hand came up slowly, slid under her wet shirt and palmed her swollen breast. Tess stopped breathing altogether as she felt his thumb and forefinger gently encircle her nipple and squeeze. Instantly she felt wetness between her legs. That brief contact had her pussy throbbing in expectation. Her skin heated, and the scent of her arousal rose between them. The gathering dark made it almost impossible to see his expression clearly but Tess could feel his desire was barely contained. Strong fingers plucked at her nipple, pulling on it gently, rolling it until Tess’s breathing grew faster and louder, her chest rising and falling like the rain outside. He was watching her reactions, his nostrils flaring as he caught her aroused scent and she could feel her body heating and tensing. Slowly, he raised her breast in his hand and with his eyes still deep in hers bent his head a little and caught her engorged nipple between his teeth over the shirt. All thought fled from Tess’s brain as she felt his warm lips and tongue do wonderful things to her sensitized nub. Instant fire ran from her nipple straight to her clit. God how it throbbed. Her eyes closed and her head fell back against the wall as she tried to absorb the pleasure Sean was bringing to her body. No one had ever paid so much attention to her nipples before. Then, suddenly, Sean grunted with impatience and his hand tore at the cotton imprisoning her body. Tess felt it give way to his strength. In amazement she waited to feel him upon her but instead he ran his hands through her hair, holding her head still.
“Open your eyes.” He whispered in her ear and followed it with a little kiss. His lips roamed over her eyes, her cheeks and lips. Fleeting caresses that she wanted to intensify but he seemed content to just nibble. So Tess opened her eyes and found him looking at her with dark concentration. His hand again found her exposed nipples and continued to torment first one, then the other. When Tess was left with her breath hitching and little moans were coming from her throat, his hand slid down her body until he was pulling off her shorts. They pooled around her feet leaving her clad in only her gossamer panties. He found the edge and slipped under. Tess held her breath, the muscles tightening in her stomach as his fingers slowly made their way down her silky skin. Her gaze was still locked in his and she could see the craving in his leap wildly when he encountered hot, wet folds and nothing else. Fierce delight in the discovery that she was clean-shaven was written all over his face. His apparent pleasure in how soaked and throbbing she was from his caresses made her breath stop. Lightly, teasingly, his fingers danced over her skin, slipping gently all around to get her used to his touch. Tess, completely immersed in sensation again let her eyes close but they flew open again when she felt his hand grip the folds of her cunt and squeeze lightly.
“I want your eyes open when I make you come.” He told her. Tess couldn’t respond, she could only feel as his fingers gently parted her nether lips and tested her wetness. Sean rumbled his satisfaction at her readiness and rewarded her by slipping two fingers inside her. Tess gave a little “oh!” of surprise then moaned as he started to work magic. His thumb found her clit hidden deep within her folds and he suddenly pressed on it hard while he pushed his fingers in her as deep as they could go. Tess cried out, the sensation so new and strange she gripped his arm and the other hand landed on his chest, trying to find leverage. She even tried to wiggle free from the powerful invasion but the position she was in prevented it as well as his hard muscled body.
“Sean, oh my god!” She was trapped and on fire and couldn’t finish a sentence to save her life. All thought, all feeling centered on the astonishing vibrations inside her.
“Ride my fingers Tess.” His voice filtered through her sensual haze. “Make yourself come by rubbing your cunt on my fingers and your clit on my thumb.” He instructed her.
“I-I can’t!” She managed to whisper, but he again showed her she was wrong. His fingers moved, and she couldn’t contain her shout as his hand settled, impossibly deeper this time.
“Yes you can. Ride my hand until you come. I promise it will be quick and hard.” He whispered back. Helplessly ensnared, Tess tried to do as he commanded. Her hips instinctively started to move forward, and then back and she could feel the extreme pressure his hand was putting on her mound. She didn’t have to move much, just rotate her hips really and she found the pleasure it delivered was so swift and powerful that her knees buckled. Sean wedged his knee between her legs firmly anchoring her and that was all she needed. Breathless, moaning, she rocked on his fingers, her eyes on his as she moved. The heat built in her body as she felt her orgasm hovering on the edge of bliss. After a few motions of her hips, her dazed whimper and the sudden clenching of her inner muscles was the indication that she was going to come any moment. That was all that Sean could take. His lips fastened onto hers, drinking in the rapid cries issued from her throat as she came hard on his hand and shouted her pleasure into his mouth. He could feel her nails digging into his arms as she rode out the wave of her orgasm. Sean tore his lips from hers, quickly removed his fingers from inside her and before she could recover, was dragging her to the darkest corner of the porch.
“You are so beautiful when you come.” Came his throaty whisper from the dark. “I need to see it again.” He was tumbling backward onto a chaise lounge; Tess was roughly drawn up in his arms, positioned over him and suddenly brought down onto his waiting cock. How he had gotten undressed so quickly she never knew, but he was all muscle and taut skin. He gave her no time to protest or admire his lean body, he just made her feel. Tess cried out as the head of his cock slid into her. The rest of her first climax played out and built again as she slid down and sheathed him eagerly. Sean’s hands were on her hips, guiding her, lifting her as he thrust into her dripping pussy. The heat was building again, hotter and faster this time and with no warning an orgasm was again upon her, washing over her, bringing her up sharply into the fire. Her inner muscles milked Sean’s throbbing cock, her climax urging on his own. With a ragged cry, he joined her, the cords in his arms standing out with the strain.
Still inside her, he sat up and held her close to his body, the heat from their frenzied lovemaking slowly being cooled by the wind and rain outside. Their breathing slowly returned to normal, their heartbeats slowed. Sean raised his head, softly smoothing back her black hair from her face. Hesitantly, she returned his gaze and saw what he did. Lips swollen from his feral kisses, eyes bright with satisfaction and longing. His breath caught at her uninhibited beauty, and her shy half-smile. Sean made up his mind to never let her go.
“More.” Was all he said and he stood abruptly, bringing Tess with him. He swept her into his arms, ignoring her protests and strode down the porch steps and into the rain. Tess didn’t know where he was taking her until his cabin came into view. He was up the steps and through the door before she even knew it. He walked confidently to the couch and lowered her gently until her feet touched the floor. Softly, sweetly, his lips covered hers, coaxing her tongue to play with his. Moaning, Tess’s arms wrapped around his neck, drawing him closer, deeper. Before she could run her hands down his muscled body, he pulled back and turned her roughly around so she was facing the couch. He pushed on her shoulders until her knees were on the cushions and her arms along the back of the couch. Then she felt him start to invade her pussy again, this time from behind. She was so swollen from her arousal the fit was very tight. She moaned and heard Sean echo her.
“I’m sorry, next time we’ll go nice and slow but right now I need you too much to be gentle.” Came his voice in her ear. He inched inside her engorged chamber until the head of his cock was so deep she saw lights dancing behind her eyes. A groan of fulfillment from Sean and then he began his pace. Tess could only hold on as he pushed in and out of her and when he grabbed a fistful of her hair to pull her face to his she felt the hot electrical power run over her, soaking his cock with her juices. His other hand reached around her upper body until it was nestled again against her wet clit. With unmerciful precision he rubbed and pressed with each thrust until Tess was panting, crying out with each stroke.
“I can feel it inside…you’re going to come…” came the harsh cry from Sean as he felt her inner muscles clench on his hardness, again and again, drawing him back inside her warmth.
“Yes…yes, please…!” she whispered back just as she felt her lower body contracting with release. Sean gave one last thrust so hard and deep Tess found her orgasm rebuilding with the pressure, only to crest and start all over again as Sean finished behind her and collapsed against her back. Hardly able to move, Tess smiled in contentment when she felt Sean’s lips and teeth graze gently but firmly over her shoulder blades, the nape of her neck. He was branding her as his own and suddenly, it didn’t seem as horrible as Tess had earlier imagined. She loved the feel of his teeth and lips and hands and never wanted him to stop.
The downpour outside continued on unabated as Sean shakily stood and pulled Tess with him. Silently he herded her into his bedroom, into his bed. He lay her down reverently and held himself over her, watching her face for any hesitation, any doubt. Boldly, she returned his gaze and leisurely smiled the smile of a sated woman who had just been made love to passionately, and then she yawned equally as large wrecking the image. Sean smiled back with laughter, happy in the knowledge that she was his woman and that he put the pleased look on her face. Gathering her close he tucked her head into his shoulder. No words were needed as they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Hours passed, the rain poured down and Tess was awakening with a fierce need burning inside her. Gradually she realized that Sean’s fingers were playing with her nipples. She came fully awake when she realized that he was down between her legs, his breath heating her wet and aching cunt.
“Again…” she heard him murmur before his lips and tongue sweetly devoured her pussy. He was licking slowly, teasing her by dipping inside lightly, and then sliding up to deftly find her clit. His teeth lightly bit her hidden core and Tess instantly came apart under his expert hands. His mouth trailed back up her smooth stomach to latch onto an erect nipple. His hard cock slid in effortlessly, and her legs rose to encircle his hips. He pushed in all the way so that his skin stroked against her sensitive nub. Then he slowly pulled out until the pulsing head of his member rubbed her sensitive button before sinking back into her wetness. Again and again he repeated this slow torture until Tess was crying from the sensations. She tried to speed him up with her hips, but his body was already mastering hers and he wouldn’t let her. She tried to use her hands to pull him down to her, but his strong hands encircled her wrists pinning them to the mattress. She was his prisoner; his to command and he did so with magnificent skill.
Tess thought she would go out of her mind and drown in the awareness of primal sex they were sharing. She was crying, moaning, begging, “Please…Sean…please”. His forehead touched hers, his body bowed as he suddenly gave her what she wanted, driving into her deeply and hard bringing her to a powerful climax and his own. Seconds before he let himself go, he heard her ragged shouts, felt her body writhe beneath his hands and fell over the edge of madness for her.
“Yes…I love you too Tess.” He told her as he felt her clench around his spent cock. Tess was in a haze of sensual pleasure and didn’t realize at first that his words he spoke were in response to her sighing that she loved him over and over as the tightening of her inner muscles drove them both wild. Sean let them recover their senses before he gingerly moved from the bed and padded quietly into the adjoining bathroom. Tess heard the shower start in the dark and wondered if she could sneak out silently before he returned.
What the hell had she been thinking telling him that she loved him? In the middle of a mind blowing orgasm no less! She had fallen in love with him a long time ago if she wanted to be truthful to herself, but actually telling him so might have been a mistake. She didn’t even remember when her heart and head had caught up to each other. Ah, who the hell was she k**ding? She didn’t want to leave, didn’t want to return to the reality of their separate lives. She wanted to love him forever with her body and soul.
As if sensing her impending flight and confused thoughts, Sean quickly returned, and silently picked her up and taking her into the shower with him. The hot soothing water, and two more climaxes courtesy of Sean’s greedy hands and deluxe massaging showerhead, proved too much for Tess once they finally dried off and lay tucked under the covers of his huge bed. She was instantly asleep, leaving Sean to lie awake and wonder at this passionate, stunning woman he had finally lured into his arms.
When he watched her frolic in the rain earlier, he thought her the most beautiful, bewitching woman he had ever seen. He had known right there that he was falling in love with her and that he would do anything to make love to her. If she hadn’t responded the way she had on the porch, he knew he wouldn’t have been able to stop from imbedding himself deep inside her, willing or not. It was only a matter of time before he tempted her into his bed. Now he had to find a way to keep her there. Smiling wickedly, he reached into his nightstand and drew out a pair of silver handcuffs.
Placing the cuffs well within reach just in case, Sean finally succumbed to the drowsy heat of Tess’s slumbering body and dreamed.

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EYE OF THE STORM BY PAUL G. JUTRAS (MIXTURE OF TG FICTION WITH TRUE STORM EVENTS) It was Saturday night and the road outside his parent's house was deserted. For three days Paul and his folks had watched as I-4 and 95 went bumper-to-bumper traffic, so that one could travel faster by foot to evacuate for Hurricane Frances. Paul's dad believed in his house better than any shelter and had the three of them hunker down there. It was 5pm when the power went out. "I'm starting to think...

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The Storm

The impending storm was bringing the twilight faster than usual.  He was seated on a barstool on one side of the counter in the kitchen, glancing absently at a newspaper spread out on the counter, and she stood directly opposite him, on the other side of the counter.  Thunder sounded in the distance.  He filled his heavy flat-bottomed glass with scotch from the decanter on the counter.  She looked at the sky then the clouds through the window to the West.  ?Storm brewing.?  she said.  ?Big...

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Summering in Femininity Part 11 Summers End

Over the course of the summer, Taylor's life had changed in numerous ways, but the most noticeable change was in his morning routine. After agreeing to join the cheerleading program, Taylor was then quickly roped into Emily's morning jogs, so that meant being up early and in a tight running outfit. Once the run was over, Taylor would return to Aunt Agnes' to take a shower, which was a whole production, since he had an entirely new hair and skin-care regimen courtesy of Emily's cajoling....

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Lady of the Storm

I could see you on the horizon in the distance, standing on the beach. The wind from the approaching storm was stirring from the south, and it was making your gown ripple and flow from your body. From this distance I could just make out the subtle curve of your hips, the strong posture of your shoulders on the windward side. You stood still there on the shore, the white of your robe like a beacon against the rapidly darkening sky. I was drawn to you. I stepped of the porch of my beach house...

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Brewing Up A Storm

This short story is based on the two characters that were in my first story Elaine and Me. Some years have elapsed and they are still in love. I think that this story might illustrate the prejudice experienced by TS women everywhere. If anyone has any comments then please let me know. Brewing Up A Storm By Elaine Copyright 2001 "Darling will you help me get ready?" Elaine asked standing in the doorway. "Sure," he replied smiling at the scantily clad woman standing before...

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The Storm

I went on vacation to this this lake resort, by myself. I just needed some peace and quiet, being able to do what ever I want to do. I like this resort I went to, because I'm able to lay on the dock without a bathing suit if I want.Which, the first day I was there, I went to the local store, stocked up on some groceries, a few bottles of wine and a new blow up raft. I went back to my cabin, made some lunch, changed into my cover up and headed to the dock. I brought my radio and the raft. ...

3 years ago
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Storm

“It’s coming! Hurry up, fuck, hurry the fuck up!”He is yelling at me, pushing heavy curtains that cover the glass wall of the living room to the sides, howling like a wild dog. A giant storm is coming, the sky has turned black and the lights above the kitchen desk are flickering. The air smells of rain and electricity, and it makes me shiver. He makes me shiver, too.It’s wakened up in him again, this element, this force. Oh my God, what’s going to happen this time? It excites him so much he...

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Our First Storm

We’ve never met before. Tonight is our first night. Online chats and emails don’t count and neither does the half hour on the phone, hearing one another for the first time and planning tonight’s rendezvous. All I know is that you are tall and blonde, a few years older than me, that you are married with kids and that you love sex. All you know about me is that I am married, younger and shorter, and that I love sex too. Correction. I love women. I love giving them pleasure. Sex is just one avenue...

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Any Port in a Storm

Hello readers. Let me get my usual blah, blah, blah out of the way and then I'll get onto the story. Firstly, art credit for the lovely cover goes to the talented Tinnies. Second, this story was started over on my Patreon page and I want to thank my awesome Patrons for continuing to support my work. The Patreon version of this story will be a chapter or more ahead of this version so if you want to stay right up to date and you want to show me some love I invite anyone able to come on over and...

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Eye Of The Storm

It was late. Storm clouds hung in the air, each adding another dark textured layer to the night sky. A flash of lightning illuminates all around for the briefest of moments before the deep rumble of thunder and darkness descends once more. Heavy rain pounds relentlessly against the floor to ceiling office windows, the bustling city swarming below. Building lights span as far as the eye can see, the red streak of blurred taillights painting a vivid picture as people feverishly rush to get out of...

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Storm

It’s been hovering in the 90s all week and while there has been some sunbathing, we have both stuck to the somewhat coolness and shade of indoors. Today the heat broke a bit and looking out over the ocean we could see dark storm clouds. We clapped our hands and looked forward to seeing the storm wash across our little bit of beach.Now, as the sun sets behind us, the clouds roll closer and closer. I pull you up from the chair you have been curled in, reading. I take your book and set it down,...

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MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORM

MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORMBy : VoyeurKingNOTE : This story is entirely true and was experienced first hand by yours truly. This is the tale of how I lost my virginity, and might give you some insight on the feeling of magic, excitement, and sexual hunger and desire of my youth. The names of the characters have been changed to protect their identities, and the dialogue isn’t verbatim (it was almost 9 years ago) - I have not made any additional editing to spice it up – This is how I lost my...

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Our First Storm

We’ve never met before. Tonight is our first night. Online chats and emails don’t count and neither does the half hour on the phone, hearing one another for the first time and planning tonight’s rendezvous. All I know is that you are tall and blonde, a few years older than me, that you are married with kids and that you love sex. All you know about me is that I am married, younger and shorter, and that I love sex too. Correction. I love women. I love giving them pleasure. Sex is just one avenue...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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The Rask RebellionChapter 7 Into the Storm

“The raiding party never reported back in,” Crewmaster Lortz said, his hands clasped neatly behind his back as Korbaz marched into the conning tower. The other personnel averted their eyes, staring at the carpet with their heads bowed, anticipating some form of retribution. “What happened?” she demanded, leaning on the table as she examined the holographic display. “The fleet diverted from the Araxie territory as ordered,” he replied, gesturing to the map. “They made their way to the Black...

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The Calm Before The Storm

Some random thoughts on wedding night sex from a husband to his wife The calm before the storm can mean many things – but for us, dear lover, we know what it means. It sounds negative doesn’t it? But happily it is not. In reality, the calm before the storm, tempest, squall, hurricane, or what have you, is nothing but a blissful condition that will produce – if you may speak of it in meteorological terms, a downpour of emotion, energy, creativity, and as gravity as my witness, a wonderful...

1 year ago
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Thunder Fucked or Virgin Storm

It whooshed out of my mouth in a harsh whisper, “Oh, my god.”My front row seat let me see every detail even in the flickering tiki torch light. She owned the outdoor stage. Her hips swished back and forth, her stride sensuous grace. Her long chestnut hair, glowed a burnish bronze. The hot humid night fueled my desire and the girl was walking lust.I poked at my buddies arm. “Larry…. Larry, look up there.”He was sitting next to me but his attention was focused on the buxom blonde seated next to...

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Michaels CoveChapter 3 The storm

Althopugh the sun was trying to peak over the horizon, the angry gray clouds continued to fight back with a vengeance. Michael looked out of his living room window as he studied the wind whipped waves. Watching as the white tops grew larger and larger, spitting foam with every gust. Michael knew today would not be just another day in his private paradise.As he drank his third cup of coffee, Michael realized it was time to find his radio and think about securing all of his outdoor...

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Stupid Boy Sophomore YearChapter 12 The Storm

Coach Hope called me before I went to church. He wanted to talk to me, and my parents, before he made his final decision about what to do with the drinking issue from last night. We had agreed to go to Granny's for a late breakfast, after Mom and I came back from church. When we walked in, Granny spotted me. She made a big fuss about my chin and thought I needed a cinnamon roll to make it better. "I see why you come here," Mom chided me. Before I could respond, the Hope family joined us....

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My War in FactChapter 12 The Storm

I had to stop and take time to think about how cool my life had turned out, not in Vietnam, in Germany with Hanna and friends, my new association with my old guy friend the boiler man. I had lived in Hawaii and was from the Pacific Northwest with a combination of life adventures both awesome and bad. But all in all I had a gamut of experiences and I was still only 22 years old, the sergeant E-5 draftee of the late 1960’s. Why I was chosen to serve at the kaserne that was a Hitler favorite,...

3 years ago
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After the Energists Championships Concerts CompletionChapter 26 The Eye of the Storm

Apt. 1903, One-London Place, London, Ontario 5:22am, Sunday, December 2, 1979 Candi’s, mine and possibly Lynette’s deep and well deserved sleep was abruptly ended with Lisa’s plaintive, escalating cries of, “Candi, Candi! Candi! Candi!“ filled the good doctor’s apartment. I hate to say this but I nearly tossed Candi’s light weight body off the bed as she roused from her deep sleep on top of my chest. I had to get to my Bricky as fast as I could to see what was making her scream bloody...

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Her Story to Summer a tale about Summers daddy

In an Assisted Living home but still doing quite well, she thought she saw one of the administrators who might be the daughter of a man she once knew. Now in her seventies the woman sat in her chair and thought back on those “lovely” and very fun days. “Miss ohhh miss” she called out one of the nurses. “I thought I saw a young lady here who possibly might be, well, hmmm how do I say this?” The nurse smiled and waited. “I am not sure honey but I believe her name is Summer? Is there a young woman...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Through the Storm

Felicia had just opened her laptop and was ready to start working on her project when the loud pulsing rock music began in her neighbor’s apartment. Since the new neighbor moved in over a month ago, he had been playing his music at top volume during the day, evening, and night. Previously, she was able to put her ear buds in and ignore it, but now she had had enough. It was time to tell her neighbor that he could not play his loud music at all hours of the day. “That’s it!” she said, irate as...

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Far Future Fembot DarleneChapter 49 Storm

Thoughts Although I don't like to admit it, there are times I get lonely now. Having first had Malin, then Bill, regularly sharing my bed for a while, followed by occasional — and much welcome — visits from Ian, I'm reminded that I don't like sleeping alone. I guess in some ways I'm becoming more like Lady Heather than I realize, since my need is becoming as real as hers. Call me a robot who knows what her intended function is. Lately my 'bot partner of choice has been Terri. At...

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In the Eye of the Storm

June 1st not only marks the beginning of the hurricane season, but it also often marks the busiest time in the life of a Weather Channel meteorologist, and none are busier than Stephanie Abrams. That's because she made her name for two things: being hot, and being the one in the eye of the storm between June 1st and November 30th, which is the length of the Atlantic hurricane season. So as she gets called into a TWC meeting about her first potential destination for the season, she is looking...

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Ready for the Storm

The storm was gathering pace. My window panorama showed the trees thrashing about, trying to cling on to the steep cliffs that dropped sharply to the ocean. The cliff-top house creaked and shuddered around me in the gale, 400 feet above a small bay that was being relentlessly pounded by wave after wave of angry, dark-grey water. Just yesterday, I had picked my way carefully down the cliff trail and stood on the tiny beach, looking out at the calm waters of the Pacific, waiting for the sun to...

Reluctance
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Wild at storm

I was sleeping when storm woke me up. I tried to sleep again but wind was blowing really loud and storm was getting closer and closer so after few minutes I went downstair to the kitchen to drink some water.I noticed through glass in the door that TV is still running on, it was almost midnight but dad sometimes watch tv deep into the night. I entered kitchen quietly and heard noise from the TV. He was watching porn! Moans and screams. I carefuly peeked on and saw dad naked, sitting and watching...

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One Hell of a Storm

Karl lay in his bed covered by only a thin cotton sheet.   It was too warm in the Mediterranean summer to wear anything for sleeping beneath the sheet.   Indeed, it was too warm for him to sleep at all so he lay there, thinking about the 3 days so far of his holiday.   Or rather, he thought about Chrissie, with whom he had been staying for those 3 days. In truth, he knew very little about her.   She was at least 12 years older than him because she had told him she wouldn’t see her fortieth...

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Ice Storm

Edited by Willyb220 My name is Jack and I just turned 13 last month. I'm sitting in class at school right now with a big hard on. My cousin Dolly was over to visit us with her parents on Sunday. We fooled around and wrestled outside in the snow and I got a lot of cheap feels from her. I was on top of her a few times and I was pumping away on her thinking to myself that I was screwing her and it felt great. She gets me hard all the time when she comes over to our house. Afterwards we went in...

1 year ago
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Michael and Sophia The Shower and the Storm

Her ample breasts pressed against his masculine chest, and her nipples hard as pebbles were causing his cock to stir. Michael and Sophia: The Shower and the Storm The storm was fierce. Michael and Sophia huddled together on the couch. As he held her, he could feel her shivering with fear. Her ample breasts pressed firmly against his masculine chest. Her nipples, hard as pebbles were causing his cock to stir. Sophia was afraid of the thunder. Every time it crackled, she squeezed him tighter. Her...

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