Dry Dock
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In the areas to the east of Salt Lake International Airport, there is an area called North Salt Lake. Primarily an industrial disrict, many of the business are empty, hollow shells of a time gone by. It was one of these places that I was told to arrive at 7 pm on cool summer night.I began my preparations around 3 pm and got a manicure and pedicure, painting my fingers and toes a deep, dark red. At 4 pm, I got waxed from the neck down. Then I went to a dear friend who is also a hair and...
I work on the second floor of a three-story building. My office has windows but my view is mainly of our own parking lot and a warehouse on the other side of a line of very tall bushes from our company. The view of the warehouse is just the three huge loading dock doors. They stay open most of the day, even when it’s cold out. Lately I’ve been keeping a pair of binoculars in my bottom desk drawer due to a new employee that started a few weeks ago at this warehouse. The new employee is this...
VoyeurThe Battle for the Space Docks Federation Fleet Captain John Wilkes walked onto the bridge of the USS America and looked at the main screen. The news he had just received about the takeover had him nervous about possible saboteurs or traitors on board his command. Pressing the intercom, he started to address the crew, "This is the Captain speaking. All hands man your battlestations. This is not a drill. Units of the United States Military have engaged our bases on the moon and the Arizona...
American Space Navy Near Space Dock One: 1-17-05, 11:29 A.M. American battle cruiser America Captain Richard Potter watched the Federation cruiser he was firing on, her shields had collapsed and now internal explosions were ripping through her hull. He knew that inside it was becoming a death trap and with the ship crippled he made his decision. "Ensign Wilcox, break lock, and target the next ship," he said as he watched two heavy cruisers coming to the Federation ship's rescue. Ensign...
Docked Mick came around slowly. The first sensation he was aware of was an incredible thirst - it felt as though he had cotton wool in his mouth. He pressed his thick feeling tongue against the roof of his mouth and tried to swallow. His mouth was too dry; there was nothing for him to swallow. Feeling the discomfort from his mouth he started to become aware of a little more. Aware that his body was flat on his back, that he felt a bruised pain between his legs. He tried to cross...
Hello guys. I have been busy with work for the last few months. This story is about an experience I had in a coastal city that I was posted in. I have described the city in my writing. I had some memorable experiences there. I had never been to the fish market before. The whole place was filled with the smell of sweat and death. I had a strange feeling, aroused by the sweat and afraid of death. The place was situated by the city’s docks, which opened into the Arabian sea. Boats ranging from...
One evening, at the end of summer, when nights turned dark again, I found myself walking by the docks. I was far from home with little means of getting there with public transportation, so naturally I was thinking about catching a cab. I was also quite drunk and passing a park bench had me thinking about just kicking in and having at least a short nap. I was tired and had it not been for a very interesting sound from one of the smaller boats right in front of me, I might have just fallen...
DryadI often left it all behind and headed for the mountain. It’s a place I like to go when I’ve had enough of my daily dose of troubles. So off I went alone. The mountain is steep, not like rock climbing, just a robust ascent. The skies are gray. I travelled a wooded trail. I had hiked all day and planned on camping over night. The hour was growing near when day is neither light nor dark. As I stepped over a fallen branch, I wonder just when that moment crosses over. There must be that...
It was the start of summer and it was dry, a dry spell for both rain and pussy. I was in my mid teens and just started driving and was looking for ways to make money to buy a car. The pussy dry spell was really bad. I had had sex with two different girls two different times. So I had a taste of what I wanted and my desire to wet my cock again grew with each day. I thought that getting a car would open the door to a flood of new pussy. The bad part was that my neighbors had moved, I did a lot of...
PART 2 BY DOCKER5000 Introductory It had been just over a month and June is still haunted by what the two drifters did to her. She is now desperate to feel that way again. And a over-heard conversation hopefully can give her that chance to feel alive once more. It was nearly a month after June’s experience with the too drifters and she still cannot get them out of her head. Her husband and son still do not know anything about her sexual adventures with the two men. As far as they both...
PART 1 AFTER CHURCH BY DOCKER5000 Introductory June is a normal church going wife and mother. She lives in a small American town in the late 1950’s. One day two drifters come calling. The men want money and some fun with June. It was around 11pm on a Saturday night and Trevor Mortimer is having his once a week sex session with his wife June. The bedroom light is off and June lays on her back with her nightie pulled up to her waist and her legs spread wide open and her eyes...
Part 2 The Long Drive Home By Docker5000 Introductory. It’s the next day after Denise and her two teen son’s had sex in the Pub bedroom. And Denise is filled with anger and shame over her actions. Denise takes Gary home and James goes with his dad to help his widow auntie. The next morning Denise awoke to the full horror of what she and her two son’s had done last night. She couldn’t believe she had allowed them to have sex with her and she was so ashamed that she had really enjoyed...
By Docker5000 Introductory. A young lad moves to the other end of the country with is family. He meets a very shy lad of his own age at college and the two become the best of friends. His new friend then lets him in on a little secret! Chapter 1 (READ) First day at my new school. New Friend and New Enemies! James Spencer now got off the bus opposite his new college. He just stopped and watched all the people going in and out of the college. James was not good in crowds and he...
This is my entry for the 2015 Literotica Nude Day Story contest. I tried to squeeze it into three pages but it bulged over onto a fourth, so my apologies in advance to any readers who find four pages too long. For those who do make it all the way to the end, I hope you enjoy the story! All characters involved in sexual situations are eighteen years of age or older. * * * Her body floated beneath the surface, waiting for him. He moved the candle closer and let its light spill across her...
“Have a nice time, dear!” my mother called out as I left the house.Not for the first time I wondered what she’d think if she knew what kind of ‘nice time’ I was hoping for. For the past few months I’d had many very nice times with her good friend Mrs Hotter, an affair which had ended when we were caught in the act by her son, Tommy.However, Mrs Hotter had given me to understand that Mrs Craddock, two doors down from her, might appreciate a visit. Her words were etched on my mind: “She gets...
MILFPaddled In the Boondocks Copyright 2011 Christopher D.B. This story is the second part in a series. The original story is tilted, Off-Road Goddess. You will find it here at bdsmlibrary.com.Driving for a while east of the city on a two lane state highway, I easily found the turnoff I was looking for onto a secondary road. Several miles later and just past a cluster of grain silos, I found the next turn which led down a narrow winding road. I had no GPS system in my old car and hadn’t...
Rick's big, hard cock kept getting in the way as he dressed to go to work. If he wasn't already running late he would have whacked one out. It had only been three weeks since he started working on the mine and already he was starting to go out of his mind with horniness. All the women on the mine were spoken for and if he so much as started talking to one of them in the club the husband would move in and wrap a possessive arm around his wife. He needed to do something, and soon; but what...
I live in a really isolated, rural part of the country as I work for a forestry company. I love my job, but I've come to dread the weekends. I am the only single guy working here so I start feeling very lonely as soon as Friday afternoon arrives. It's a good hundred miles to the nearest town so I always think twice about driving in. I'm not that crazy about bars but what I miss most is the sex. I think I have a repetitive strain injury in my right wrist from jacking off so much. But the good...
BisexualChapter 4: A preparation for cuckoldryStory so far: Chris’ prostate surgery resulted in erectile dysfunction and a penis so foreshortened that it precluded normal sex. His wife Mandy soon decided on separate bedrooms and banned Chris from hers. Mandys friend Xena has slowly but surely been shifting Mandy’s attitudes towards men and sexual liberty. Chris has seen this mirrored in her growing frustration, her increasing contempt towards him in private, and in her more than explicit exhibitionism...
Story so far ........ Xena, my wife Mandy's close friend, is a sadistic narcissist who played both of us in a game that dramatically changed both our lives. But before I explain how the game played out, I need to talk more about Mandy and the vicissitudes of our own unusual sex life............Chapter 2: MandyMandy is an attractive woman, with a strong personality that men find appealing. She is strong willed and confident, driven in what she does and persistently achieves her goals. Dominant...
I'd like to tell you how I was initiated as a bull to a couple dedicated to cuckoldry. This happened many years ago when I was a young student in Glasgow. I had won a place to study at Scotland's foremost art school and had travelled there a week or so before I could go into the hall of residence I had chosen for the first term. I had tried a few B&Bs in the area but hadn't liked what I saw.So I went a bit further out towards Kelvingrove Park and at the first place I called at the landlady...
Synopsis I was an occasional cross dresser. My wife caught me. She was very much upset. Our marriage went downhill from that point. Little did I know that she had planned my d?nouement. My life took many interesting turns after that.Categories CD TGKeywords High Heels French Maid Bestiality BondageCuckoldryBy Janet BakerShe returned unexpectedly from shopping and caught me at the computer wearing a bra with forms u...
Sandry looked at herself in the mirror as she stood, brushing her shoulder-length brown hair. Her face was undeniably pretty, with almond-shaped brown eyes, a cute little nose and lips accented by red lipstick. But as she looked down at her body, dressed so far only in underwear, she wished she could get rid of her last remaining bit of puppy fat. True her breasts were full and stunning and her backside enviably round and plump, but she had never managed to get a flat stomach. Now that she had...
Husbandry By Saliaven Chronotis Chapter 1: Oak's assignments "I've got the energy ready." "Trying to bind it." "The power is attempting to get free." "Almost there... almost there..." "I'm losing it. It'll explode any second now!" "Got it!" And with that, Ash and Misty worked their first tandem spell, binding nature's energy into a ring. What they were supposed to do with it was more of a mystery. "How am I supposed to know what it does?" Misty shouted for the...
As I stood in the kitchen between an irate topless mother and her sexy 18 year old daughter, my mind was racing. I came to the Levine’s house to make a routine dry cleaning delivery. When I found topless Mrs. Levine sun bathing by the pool in the back yard, it never occurred to me that I would end up in her kitchen having my 16 year old cock sucked dry by a woman old enough to be my mother. Nor did I expect to be caught by Mrs. Levine’s daughter, Susan, with my dick in her mother’s mouth and my...
IncestWhen I turned 16 and got my driver’s license, I began driving a dry cleaning delivery truck on weekends and during the summers. My little home town of Mayberry had a population of about 5,000 souls and was small enough that everybody knew at least something about everybody else. There were advantages and disadvantages to that. I got used to having women answer the door in various stages of undress….some in nightgowns, often wearing braless house dresses and a few times wrapped in a...
IncestI don't know what to do. Sitting here on the edge of my bed I am no wiser now than when I first started to think about what was happening and where it would lead to. I am a 35-year-old divorcee living in a small 2 bed-roomed flat with my 15-year-old son. My husband fled with his secretary almost 10 years ago and we have not heard from him since. Hopefully he has had a long painful lingering death or something equally terrible has happened to him. It's not that I want any contact with him but...
As usual Mistry was wondering what it was like for the Dryworlders. They had all covered the stories in history lessons at school, but Mistry had continued to ponder the unanswered questions on and off over the years. For long periods of time she barely thought about them, but then it would all come flooding back, and she would become obsessed. Her work suffered, and her friends worried about what was wrong with her. The basic facts were undeniable, no matter how vague the details were. Before...
Audry was really pissed off. I could tell by the way things were flying around the room. As soon as she came through the door, her helmet hit the far wall. Her boots followed, then her jacket and riding crop. "Bad practice, honey?" I asked, hoping to cheer her up. Normally, Audry is one of the sweetest, most even-tempered girls I know. But once in a while... I guess this was one of those times. "Didn't practice. They sold my horse!" She fumed and muttered. "How am I supposed to...
Audry was horny. So she gently sucked my sleeping cock into her mouth, trying to bring it to life, without waking me. Once she succeeded, she gleefully swung a leg over my hips, plugged it in, and sat on it. Then she just stayed there, manipulating me with her talented internal muscles. Soon it was too much for both of us and I started moving my hips and she started bucking against me-her orgasm caught her by surprise and she flailed out of control, screaming in joy. The scream brought me...
I spotted the vultures circling the draw. Curious, I turned my horse in that direction. Probably a deer had been caught by coyotes. What I saw turned my stomach. A mare and a colt were lying at the edge of a small clearing, their bodies distended with the gasses of decomposition. We'd just turned them out into the south range a few days before. Both had been healthy and frisky-and the colt showed unusual early promise. Now they were both dead. The big birds lumbered off at my approach-but...
Audry's boobs hurt. She loved our son, Zack, and enjoyed breast-feeding him-she almost got off just from his sucking. The feeling of contentment and the sheer sensuousness of the whole thing was incredible. But taking a horse over the jumps made those same milk machines bounce-even in her special 'nursing sports bra'. That hurt. The whole thing was a confusing mess of trade-offs. Audry wanted children. Actually, she wanted a bunch of children. She also wanted to go to the equestrian...
Our friend, George Lemmer, was coming to visit... and Audry was far too pregnant to do much cooking, let alone entertaining. She loved being pregnant, but hated the "waddling stage", and not being able to care for a guest. George had hinted that he'd really like a long ride up into the Cascades, and maybe a chance to try deer hunting with a rifle-only shotguns were allowed where he hunted in the east. We already had three hunting parties on the ranch; one group out on the leased grazing...
Hazel Parmentier Steele Lemmer looked over the ballroom-a look of distaste momentarily marred her patrician features. She'd lots rather be shagging George out in the hayloft of the barn, on their Long Island estate. But George's friends had insisted and he agreed that it might be good for business. So here she was, guest of honor at a reception in Manhattan-that she and George had to pay for! 'Quit bitching, Hazel!' she sternly told herself. 'You knew that some of this went with the...
We had just fallen asleep-finally-when the call came. Little Julie had a cold and had been coughing and fussing all night. Being closest, I picked up the handset and mumbled into it. "Hello? Hello? Is this Mr. Rob Steele?" "Yeah," I muttered. "Who the hell is this?" "This is Sergeant Thomas, of the Los Angeles Police Department. Is Martin Steele your father?" "Yeah. What about him?" "He's been in a serious accident. He and the woman with him are in really bad...
Claude Valkenberg was worried. He had good reason to be. In fact, he had several pressing concerns. His wife, a gorgeous woman he'd married as a celebration of having 'made it'-once he got rid of the bitch he'd married when he was young-showed signs of a roving eye. She made no secret of her disappointment in him and in his failure to provide the income and social standing she wanted. Then his associates disappeared. First, the Schwartz boys had gone. One vanished, the...
Jack Gentry was pissed off. He was drunk, too. It was not a good combination. He'd stayed sober all winter, after his second session in the Schick center last fall. But his woman, Robin, was off in Denver to a horse show and Gerry let him run up to Warm Springs for a couple of days with his family. On the way back to the ranch, he'd had to change a tire. It was hot, sweaty work, in the high country of the eastern slopes of the Cascades. Then a little further, his old pickup had...
Andryiah was a well known and feared lawyer, she followed in her mothers foot steps and by far passed her. She was tall, thick, had long black hair and possessed the most beautiful big brown eyes that anyone had ever seen. She was an ambitious young woman in her mid twenties. She had her own law firm and by the age of twenty four owned her own house, which was located in the Hamptons. Even with all her beauty, and success, something was lacking from Andryiah's life. Through her years she had...
EroticShe looked bored when I first saw her, standing outside her shop, smoking a cigarette. It was the Saturday morning of an August bank holiday and unusually peaceful outside, with little traffic and, from what I could see, few passers-by. No doubt she was taking advantage of her lack of customers for a quiet moment to herself. My house overlooked her shop and the handful of others in the little arcade in my street. They were the usual things: a newsagent / grocery store, a take-away, a betting...
Susan woke up feeling like something was missing. She was waking up like that a lot these days. It was a major dry spell and her dreams were making it harder for her to deal with it. Checking she felt that familiar moistening between her legs and she knew she needed to make herself come soon. Looking at the clock, Susan groaned, there was no time for her vibrator today; she was going to have to use her shower head again. What good is masturbating if you can't take your time and enjoy yourself,...
Sally drove her panty-covered crotch up at the underwear-clad penis of her boyfriend. They had been dry humping for several minutes and the sensations were driving her mad with desire. For some time now the two teens had been experimenting sexually and, as of late, it had become routine for them to disrobe, down to their underclothes and grind their crotches together as they passionately kissed. Allen was beside himself with the desire he felt for the svelte brunette. As he paused from kissing...
(Thank you for all the reviews. Positive and negative I appreciate them. These stories are purely a release but I am trying to improve my writing and I cannot think of a more fun way to practice. I am editing the entire piece regularly and if anyone is interested in talking, my email is [email protected]) Dry Dock Part III I did not know what Max did for a living. Was not too concerned. I assumed he was in the Navy like me. I could not even guess his age or begin to tell you...
John was cursing. He had been caught putting a thumbtack on his teachers chair, and now he had to clean the library. The oldest part of it, the one in the cellar to be precise. So now he was handling books and dusting them off. He did it without much care. Suddenly he stumbled and dropped a book. It crashed on the floor, opening itself. John cursed and started to recover it, but then stopped. What was that? A magical "Word of control"? What nonsense. "Xotzil". And such a book is in a school...
Mind ControlDry Dock Part II Max wasn't shy and that was okay because I was shy enough for the both of us. Thinking about dancing was something I did not have the courage to do. The fact that I was doing it was something else altogether. And the fact I was dancing with a man? In my defense I can only say I was lonely. And he was so handsome! The idea of considering a man handsome was new to me but in the three or four minutes that I had been in the night club I had been introduced to a lot of...
Dry Dock IV I walked into my second room with a man for the sole purpose of letting him fuck my brains out. It felt a little funny. I knew it was wrong and could remember being a person, who could never understand how two people could enjoy it, but that person died three hours ago and now I just wanted out of my clothes and Jake inside me. One hole or another. Jake grabbed me, pulling me to him and closing his lips over mine in a deep sweet kiss. As our tongues swirled together he...
Dry Dock VI I stepped out of the cramped Japanese shower a nervous 19 year old scrawny boy, Beth took one look at me and rolled her eyes. They were Pretty eyes, heavy with dark eye shadow. I hoped she could make me look that way. "My bad gabby. The razors and the Nair in the bag were for your arms and legs. Get back in there." So for the first time I shaved my body. My chest had no hair and my legs and arms had light fuzz like hair. I read the instructions on the Nair and...
Chapter 5: Cuckold at last – meeting the new reality ...Story so far: Chris has finally become a subservient cuckold, this happening soon after Mandy saw the video of his submission to Xena and Pam. Mandy might have been able to have accept the fact that he was a sexual midget, despite Xena’s insistent coaching to the contrary. But her disgust at Chris' weak-willed, self-debasing behavior with Xena made up her mind for her. She would now be inviting in men that excited her, and who had the...
Greetings - I have decided to upload some stories based on the experiences of my wife and I with cuckolding, wife sharing, and mmmf group sex, over a period of roughly 6 years, beginning in 2011. I have been wanting to get around to sharing these stories for awhile. Have been compiling for awhile, but just now getting around to uploading. Anyway, my main goal is to share our experience, see how it compares to others, and who knows, maybe dip our toe back in the water at some point. We have been...
Story so far: Over the last few years, my wife Mandy had become increasingly disenchanted with the carnal aspects of our marriage. Her changing attitude reflected, in no small part, the self-serving interests of her close friend Xena, whose libido reportedly exceeded even that of my wife. Mandy had for many years been more than accepting of our coital incompatibility – small penis, large vaginal cavity – and the use of prosthetic substitutes. But this tolerance has been gradually whittled away...
Chapter 1: Xena .............We first met Xena about three years ago and, over time, I noticed how she became inseparable friends with my wife, Mandy. They spent a lot of time together, both being retired, going to women’s events, luncheons, girls’ nights, and those one on one, around the table, sessions over a bottle of wine or bubbly that can last hours. From what Mandy told me, it was clear they shared a lot about themselves with each other. Mandy usually updated me on the spicy Xena news in...
One evening we went out for drinks in a bar with music. My wife was looking sexier than ever. At one point I had to use the men's room. When I came back I saw her chatting and flirting with another man. She was touching his arm as she spoke. She nodded and went up onto the dance floor with him. My wife danced with him and it looked like she was trying to fuck him. I could make out my wife kissing her partner on the lips and rubbing her crotch against his pelvis. I felt both jealous and aroused....
One evening we went out for drinks in a bar with music. My wife was looking sexier than ever. At one point I had to use the men's room. When I came back I saw her chatting and flirting with another man. She was touching his arm as she spoke. She nodded and went up onto the dance floor with him. My wife danced with him and it looked like she was trying to fuck him. I could make out my wife kissing her partner on the lips and rubbing her crotch against his pelvis. I felt both jealous and aroused....
Laundry Theatre: The Panty Curse By: Pinkman100 I grunted as I lifted the last of my heavy laundry baskets up and onto one of the many tables at the local Laundromat. Taking a moment to catch my breath after hauling in several overly packed baskets, I found myself wondering if Kim and I would ever finally get our own place together and move in. Maybe then we would have our own laundry machine and I wouldn't have to procrastinate laundry and end up taking just about every...
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is one of a series of tales told by Martha the ghost. Each one is complete in itself and they can be read in any order. ************************************************* The laundry of my ancestors’ house is now my...
Blacks, whites, darks and lights, I have never been one that likes going to the laundry mat. Being a single man, that is only renting an apartment, and doesn't have the amenities of a full house, kind of puts a strain on the personal life when it comes to the chores. Especially Laundry! Week after week, it's the same old thing. Separate all of my clothing, and collect all of the quarters around the house, and my 1996 Jeep Grand Cherokee, and after collecting all of my dirty laundry, I...
Laundry would never be this much fun, but one can dream and fantasize. This is a fantasy based on a series of picture I found abandoned on XH. Hope it meets your approval.I was so excited on Friday when I was told I would have a paid day off on Monday. As I drove home I had all sorts of ideas of what I should do but reality set in when I took my laundry basket down to the apartment laundry room and saw a sign posted “Closed until Monday”. “Damn,” I swore as I turned back to the elevator, “a...
Serves me right for trying to be a good guy. Janis and I keep a pretty good balance doing what needs to be done around the house. She does a lot of the shopping, I do most of the cooking. She buys the kids' clothes, we both do yard work together and so on. Another of the things Janis usually handles pretty much on her own is the laundry. But one day recently I found myself caught-up on everything I was supposed to do around the house and without anything to watch or do. So, I offered to help...
Laundry Room Confessions I can’t keep this a secret for one minute longer! If I don’t spill my guts and confess my saucy secret, I’ll burst for sure. Thank Heavens you are here for me to share my story with!…. It was last fortnight when I was unceremoniously ‘dumped’ by my so-called man of two years. Initially it would be fair to say I was rather upset, after all, nobody likes to be told ‘ Hey, I don’t want to be with you anymore. ‘ To add insult to injury, he didn’t even try and sugar coat...