Walkie Talkie
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Part One Michele Bouvier sat in the carriage of the subway train pretending that she was engrossed in her notebook computer. She was in fact very aware that she and the man sitting a little further down the carriage were alone in the rattling subway car. The man had been staring at her throughout the journey and she was very nervous. Michele didn't normally use the subway and never used it late at night. This morning her car had failed to start and her husband couldn't get it going for her. He...
So I was a slut in high school, and a complete fucking whore in college, and if I wasn’t getting fucked, I was being a total cock-tease. So when my husband was shocked to find me getting tag-teamed by a couple of black dudes, I thought he totally overreacted…but I’m getting ahead of myself…let’s start from the beginning… I always was successful at everything I tried. Fuck it. I don’t mind being conceited. I got great grades, hung out with the elitist social circles, and always had whatever...
Its funny the things that you remember in life. First kiss, first love, etc. For me, the one thing I remember, will always remember is the shouldergasm, as I’ve come to call it. which came to me by my best friend Jenny’s father, ( Uncle TT as I have always affectionately called him) It was a hot summer day, and Jenny had invited me over for a swim and later on a barbecue. Jenny, her father and I where making a whirlpool , swimming round and round, the current getting stronger and stronger. I...
FetishThe man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer flesh-toned hose. He thought he could make out a subtle seam...
I was born in the northeast and my mother died giving birth. My father raised me in the forest where we hunted, trapped or collected herbs and spices. I fired my first weapon when I was five and killed a Liger when I was six. They were huge forest cats that hunted more than animals. By ten I could track anything that walked, ran or flew. By fourteen I was hunting on my own to support my father. He died before I turned eighteen and that was when war came to Alexander. I joined the foresters...
*This is my first story, I've always thought about writing some in the past, and had started several, but due to a hard drive crash I lost everything and never really picked it back up again. This is kind of a "meat and potatoes" teaser short version of a story that I have been working on in my mind. If you like this story, please review and let me know if I should flesh it out -the author* -- ReThink Inc. -- These days, with the way the world had been going after the...
Granted, she was just walking inside her house to take a nap, but there’s a lot of history to get behind here. This guy has been stalking Danielle for approximately a year now, his whole life ruined because of his hyper-obsession. Did he have an undiagnosed mental problem? Probably, considering he threw away his wife, kids, friends, all of it just because he saw this chick at a coffee shop ONCE. Afterwards he even talked to her a bit in the parking lot, some small talk, but that was it. He...
The Stalker Author’s disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story are all 18 years of age or older. The language used is designed to reflect the state of mind of the central character. The sole and heel of my 4” stiletto courts meet the Underground platform in unison giving of a satisfying click. Steadily I work my way along revelling in the rhythm of my feet on the echoing granite.There is an art to walking properly in heels; not the hip swinging parody of Marilyn Monroe in “Some Like...
Oral SexJack Beanstalker had received the package days after his uncle’s funeral. In it was a small harp. Jack and his Uncle Jake were the last of the Beanstalker Line. So Jack was heir to the Beanstalker fortune. For all the good it did him. He was currently attending "Miss Roberts School of young people". It had been once a school for young women, but they had to change it for legal reason. Jack wasn't what you would thing of as naturally attractive. His hair was a greasy black with brown eyes and...
Mind ControlKristen hurried down the road, hoping that once she got to the village someone could give her directions home. She was also trying to remember the next story in the book that she'd read... that damn old tarot card witch! If she had something to do with this...Suddenly Kristen spied a young man, about her age, walking towards the village with a cow. She hurried forward and caught up with him."Excuse me," she said, "What's that village up there called?"The young man just stared at her, and...
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She did not know that I watched her. It was better that way, more meaningful. She knew me enough to smile a hello if she saw me as I was drawn in her wake. Living in a town of 40,000 has its conveniences: people recognize each other so there is no surprise at meeting a familiar pair of eyes, and if mine were always watching her then she could dismiss it as recognizing a face you could not put a name to yet. I watched and thought that someday when she stopped dating the pretty boy I would...
Journal entry #1 It's been years since I slept after the sun goes down. Nobody knows where they came from but they feed on sleepers at night. You sleep during the day. You work at night. Farmers have the worst of it, but a lot can be done by the headlights of a tractor. I'm Karl. Karl Green. I've always been good with mechanical things and I capitalized on it. I'm a machinist, and I've a fair hand at MIG welding too. I live in Sidney, Iowa. It's in the far south west corner of the...
Copyright© Dude woke with a start to the soft sliding of the bedroom window. Startled, he saw a figure silouetted in the dim moonlight. "Dude?" came a whispered voice. He'd no doubt who it was. "Amanda?" he whispered back, although there was no need to keep his voice low. "I'm sorry," the figure continued, "I, I know it's late..." "Come in, shut the window." Amanda obeyed, drawing the curtains closed behind her. She tip-toed across the room to the side of the bed. There she...
"You shouldn't keep me waiting like that. Your desk light was off, so I thought you must already be here. I was about to leave." He checked his wristwatch, not that he expected any change from a scant moment earlier when he had previously looked. Four oh four. He responded to her smile with a chuckle; she wasn't being as petulant as her words implied. "No you weren't. I know better than to think that. You would have stewed, and fretted, and paced, for another half hour at least. Sorry,...
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Later Emma would consider how the timing of his call could not have been better. That everything was geared to happen they way it did. In any other situation, she could easily have slammed the door on his suggestion and thought no more about it. But, as she was to see, everything in the circumstances was set right.First, she hadn’t had a man for just over a year, when her husband had gone off with a young bimbo, just over half her own age of 38.No hand, other than her own had stroked between...
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Introduction: d look at the old granddads and want to sit on their lap at the bus stop in my short school skirt, Id want to wriggle my bum on their lap and try to make them hard underneath me. I was old enough to be aware I shouldnt do these things as society frowned upon them, but it was such a thrill. .. Ive always enjoyed masturbating. It started when I was very young and now Im in my early twenties. Back when I was still at secondary school Id sit there in my classes and my mind would...
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Sasha darted clumsily down an alleyway, hoping somehow she could lose her stalker. He loomed intimidatingly a foot taller and a hundred pounds heavier than her. This offered him an unfair advantage plus his intrepid motivation to kidnap the little slip of a girl. Preston guessed by the look of her, she had to be about fifteen. Her dark black mane of hair whipped over Sasha's shoulders as they sprinted across busy streets, through parking lots and over footbridges. He spotted an...
The Stalker Author’s disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story are all 18 years of age or older. The language used is designed to reflect the state of mind of the central character. The sole and heel of my 4” stiletto courts meet the Underground platform in unison giving of a satisfying click. Steadily I work my way along revelling in the rhythm of my feet on the echoing granite. There is an art to walking properly in heels, not the hip swinging parody of Marilyn Monroe in “Some...
Don stared through his binoculars, watching the upper window as she came into view. Her tan skin was hidden only by the sheer moo-moo that floated around her, weightless. She had beautiful, perky tits; they bounced with every move she made. He watched as she worked the straps down before shimmying from the light garment. Standing bare in front of the mirror on her wall meant she allowed Don the perfect view of her tight ass and curl-clad pussy. She was the shape of his very desire, his erection...
Straight SexKOLCHAK: THE NYLON STALKER. (Based upon characters created by Jeff Rice.) By Way Zim. June 18th, 2005. Cleveland, Ohio. If and when this story hits the wire, the name within the byline will be quite different from the old war horse of a reporter, virtually at death's door while covering the strangest event, ever to occur in the erratic history of my career. But although a succession of occult incidents since the early seventies, had...
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I had just parked my car on the 5th floor of the car park when I saw in the rear-view mirror how a lady, dressed entirely in black nappa leather, got out of the Mercedes behind me. Wearing a fitted leather blazer, gloves and tight leather trousers, she strutted along the corridor on the probably 10 cm high heels of her knee-length leather boots. Strictly tied back long black hair framed her beautifully cut, stylishly made-up face, whose dark glowing eyes sparkled. In her mid-40s her body was...
The first e-mail I got simply said "Listen white boy, you are a racist woman hating pig and I will make it my mission in life to own your ass!" "Wow that was kind of harsh" I thought, "I will put that with my others." I get a lot of that shit. A few days later there was another one. "White boy I have been reading your stories and don't you know any black women who are true and faithful?" Ok that was not too harsh, but how the hell do I answer a question without a return address?...
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I really never thought I would be one of those people... the kind that would turn into a virtual stalker. But Erica brought that out in me. Turns out she brought a lot more out in me that I ever imagined. Allow me to explain. Erica started working for me about a year ago and from day one, I found myself fantasizing about her. I had never really had bi-sexual tendencies before, but there was something about her that filled my dreams. She was perfect, the kind of perfect that can't be properly...
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Soulda, Woulda, Coulda So, Idk if I have a bad picker or if I just have bad luck but another try to find my lover has gone down the drain. This time I didn't even get to be in the same room.... Which from hindsight is for the best... So I had been talking to this handsome San Antonio married man, who has no c***dren yet. We took it slow, as he was nervous about meeting someone from a porn site... With good reason, Id say! Haha And that's why I like to meet first as well... So anyways, we get to...
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Names have been changed to protect the guilty. The innocent can count on God. I dated Alec for a few months when I was in my twenties & we fucked a few times either side of that, just as buddies. He was a sweet guy, maybe a bit too sweet for me. The kind of sensitive new man who would send me links to feminist websites with emails saying “thought you might be interested” and who would worry about sexually objectifying or exploiting me when, truth be told, that was exactly what I wanted him...
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What neither of them knew was that someone had been following Anna for quite some time now just waiting for the perfect opportunity like this to present itself and tonight luck was on his side. It was dark out, and late so no one was around, he slips his ski mask on and walks up behind Sara and grabs her arm and shoving a gun into her side “you say one fucking word, or make one sound and you’re going to be just another dead whore” Sara eyes went wide and she was terrified, much to scared to...
Babe I need to tell u something. The other day when I talked about Kasim, we actually met and I may aswell just tell u everything what happened. He just sent me pics of certain things from that day which made me re live it all and make me feel really guilty where I have to just say it and stop being an idiot and hiding it. … So I told him I lwhere my student accomodation was. He came right away and I took him into common room to talk. We talked in the social room and then he started saying...
The way he looked at me scared me. He looked at me as if I were a piece of meat, something to eat. As I walked out of the door he followed. Its okay, I thought. Im at a public shopping mall, what can happen? Little did I know, a lot could happen. I was sixteen at the time, and, naive. I had just go my license, and had decided to go shopping to celebrate. I was still a virgin, and I didnt have a boyfriend. Maybe that was why I was still a virgin. I wouldnt consider myself ugly, just average,...
I am a 66 year old man. Not the most handsome man but I do look like Santa Claus. I am out going and friendly. So I guess I appeal to a certain type of woman. I am 5’ 10” inches tall and I spend a fair amount of time out and about. I am married and have been for 42 years. My wife and I have an open relationship. She keeps telling me I should find a new model and replace her. I had something happen yesterday afternoon that I had to write about because it has happened a lot. I do all the...
It was a warm summer night. The stars barely visible thru the light of the city. A short brunette about 5' and 145 lbs.we'll call her Janet. Janet is thick in all the right places with large dd breasts is out for a jog. unbeknownst to her, her night is about to take an unfortunate turn for worse. As she heads down the dimly light jogging path down by the river a sinister figure lurks in the shadows near by. what nefarious plans does he have in store for this young woman. Janet has on tight...
The rain is pouring down. It clatters against the hood of your car and even though your wipers are on you can barely see out of your windshield. In the distance you can hear the occasional bolt of thunder and every now and then another car driving past. On the seat next to you there's a black duffel bag containing everything you need. In the bag there's a pair of black gloves, a bottle of chloroform, a length of rope together with some handcuffs and an unloaded gun. When you look at it you...
When I entered my teen years I started to work out alot along with masterbating. My bedroom was large enough that I able to put a work out bench in there. I wanted to get buff, you know, in the hopes that I would attract lots of women wanting sex. As I worked out I would get the feeling of being watched. Sometimes I would catch a glimpse of a shadow in the upper window of the next door house. I assumed that Mr. Foster might be spying on me and that he might have some kind of fetish for me. ...
Babe I need to tell u something. The other day when I talked about Kasim, we actually met and I may aswell just tell u everything what happened. He just sent me pics of certain things from that day which made me re live it all and make me feel really guilty where I have to just say it and stop being an idiot and hiding it. ... So I told him I lwhere my student accomodation was. He came right away and I took him into common room to talk. We talked in the social room and then he started saying...
I am a 66 year old man. Not the most handsome man but I do look like Santa Claus. I am out going and friendly. So I guess I appeal to a certain type of woman. I am 5’ 10” inches tall and I spend a fair amount of time out and about. I am married and have been for 42 years. My wife and I have an open relationship. She keeps telling me I should find a new model and replace her. I had something happen yesterday afternoon that I had to write about because it has happened a lot. I do all the...
MatureI was stalking her. She was 5?5? with light brown hair, eyes that could pierce your soul, an olive complexion, and had just enough meat on her bones to give her 34D breasts justification for being there. She wasn?t an athlete by any stretch of the word. She probably never worked out and had given up on loosing that 10 to 15 lbs that would put her on par with the beauties of her age. For me that was part of her allure. She had that touch of geek in her that after school specials said made...
My sensual wife fucked with me that night like crazy.As we were recovering ourselves on the bed, Ana told me she wanted a new black guy for getting a threesome.As I accepted the deal, Anita admitted that she had a crush on one of her coworkers. His name was Bill, a quiet black married man. It seemed harmless enough to me, since he was married. Anita told me that they just had kissed once in his car, when he drove her to our home during a heavy rain afternoon. My wife swore that it as far as...
As 2020 marked the 150th anniversary of the death of Charles Dickens, I had decided to take a trip to London to visit the famous writer’s old home, which is now a small museum filled with Dickensian memorabilia. Sadly, I’d picked a busy day in August for my visit and there was very little elbow room in the cramped four stories of this narrow Victorian townhouse.I sought temporary refuge in the attic nursery, mercifully free of Chinese students. From my vantage point, I looked through the sash...
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