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On the bus, a young woman sits, her blonde hair pressing against her face. Pleasantly she smiles as something appears to be crossing her mind. A faint tint of smoke beside her forms itself, A figure appears on the seat beside her. Shyly it stands, the smokey cloth wrapping itself around the figures body falls. The figure is the curvy shape of a woman, long blonde hair falls over the figures shoulders like the Venus de Milo. Smokey eyes of blue light, the skin on the figure is a slight pink...
It’s been said that confession is good for the soul. Well, Merlin, not being much on religion, had no inclination to seek out a priest, but he felt the need to assuage his guilty conscience about lusting after Leann. The only one he’d even consider confessing to was Smoke. For one thing, it would be safer than the bond of the confessional because nobody else could even see or speak to his own personal confessor. After several days of wrestling with his newly revived yen for his neighbor’s...
Within days of Merlin’s return to work, gossip was buzzing around the office about him and Steffany. She swore she’d said nothing and he certainly hadn’t been bragging to anyone, but there it was anyhow. The rumors apparently caused some of the other ladies in the office to begin looking at him with renewed interest while a few horny males cast envious and sometimes resentful glances his way. But had Merlin been the observer rather than the observed, he probably would have seen the source of...
Steffany Thomas, clever, perceptive woman that she was, knew she’d have to be the one in charge before Merlin even knocked on her door. It had always perplexed her that he could be so forceful and commanding in a business setting, yet practically paralyzed with shyness when it came to anything even vaguely sexual in the presence of a woman. And while she generally preferred her men to be decisive and confident, she found his reticence to be somehow appealing. She knew getting him into the...
Merlin was so distracted for the rest of the morning that he couldn’t get any work done at the office. In fact, he didn’t even remember driving to the office. Before lunch, he told his secretary that he wasn’t feeling well and thought he’d take the rest of the day off, maybe the next day as well, and to cancel all his appointments. She agreed that he didn’t seem to be quite himself. Twice on the way home, people behind him blasted their horns because he was just sitting there in a fog when...
Naira stepped out of the bright, offensively sterile office building and into the cold, muddled gray afternoon. Nothing had been adding up quite right in the office today, or at least not in the way her bosses wanted it to add up, and minute after minute it had felt like the building itself was trying to smother her. She had needed to get OUT, and the cool post drizzle world seemed the perfect balance to her dry, overheated life. She inhaled deeply, loving the scent of wet dirt as it...
Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 * Chapter 1: Victim of Circumstances It is not possible to step twice into the same river according to Heraclitus, or to come into contact twice with a mortal being in the same state… Plutarch The Korean War caught everyone by surprise. Well, not everyone. The North Koreans and the Chinese and the Russians were well prepared for the events that followed. By the time the 1952 elections were competing with the war for the American nation,...
Merlin didn’t summon Smoke for several days as his brain, generally adroit at following scientific concepts, tried to fathom the implications of this astounding revelation ... event ... happening ... thing! His poor stressed psyche was bouncing from pillar to post trying to absorb all that he’d learned so far, and he was so distracted at work that his boss finally called him into the office to ask why. “Something on your mind, Merlin? You don’t seem to be your usual astute and focused self...
During their second year at RAF Halton an Apprentice Entry would spend a two week 'Summer Camp' under canvas at RAF Woodvale, which is located near the sesside resort of Southport in the county of Lancashire. RAF Woodvale holds the claim to fame of being the last airfield to fly operational sorties of Spitfires, although these sorties were out over the Irish Sea collecting humidity and temperature readings for meteorological forecasts rather than in a combat role. Nevertheless, the sounds of...
The threesome trial quickly became a permanent arrangement. Steffany and Leann were as much in love with each other as they were with Merlin, and he was crazy for both of them. Their unions pretty much covered any and all conceivable permutations of two woman/one man lovemaking. Steffany kept hinting that another man might make it even more interesting, but Merlin felt it would take some time for him to work up to that. He didn’t discount the possibility all together, but he was still...
Smoke rings. She could blow them perfectly now. Six days spent practicing and she finally had it down pat. Ensconced in her stuffy apartment for nearly a week and this is all she’d accomplished? No. She’d slept a lot too. Irregularly for hours at a time, day and night, causing her to lose track of time. Mostly she slumbered on the overstuffed corduroy couch, but four days ago, before the liquor had run out, she’d awoke from a drunken stupor to find herself on the floor of her huge walk-in...
Rachel sighed, stretching out her arms to full length, reveling in the feel of the warm sun on her skin. She sat deep in thought along the shoreline of Lake O’ the Pines, near her grandparent’s house in East Texas. Her thoughts wandered. She was so fortunate to still have her grandparents, she thought. Already twenty four, sometimes Rachel still liked to come visit them as she had as a child. A getaway to write and to think was just what the doctor ordered. It was mid May and Rachel had met...
SeductionAshley smoked her first cigarette at age 13 and Kaylie quickly picked up her friend's habit as well. They were nearly identical both physically and psychologically. Many people seeing them together often mistook them for sisters and sometimes twins. Both had better than average physical builds, blonde, similar aptitudes in school, the same tastes in music, boys, girls, clothes and about everything else. Kaylie's dad was the Director of Chemical Sciences in one of best biotech research...
All the faces outside the flat were familiar with each other. There were three members of the group which were three buddies who had been invited at the smoke-outs ever since they began; J was the eldest one of them all, he was resting on the door smoking one of his own joints. The second eldest was eighteen-year-old Nick, who was currently fooling around in his baggy rapper pants in front of the youngest of the three, seventeen year old Shane who was seated on the door step right next to...
Emiru now had a hold of the small bag in which he expected to find his cellphone. Upon opening it up, however, he experienced quite a shock. There were three more used condoms on top of the usual contents, which were now covered in cum! How did they get there? Who would be so devious as to plant these here, knowing full well that the bag and its entire contents would become sticky and funky-smelling? Emiru was beginning to doubt that it was anyone he knew, let alone Saran. After some digging...
SMOKE AND MIRRORS BYDOROTHY STRANGELOVEThe day the new seafront attractions opened changed everything for me. I had lived in a little town whose tourist features had long since fallen away with the changing times and for years my home town had been nothing more than a dot on a map. Then the old yawning gap that used to hold the old fairground was built on and the whole place was renovated. Suddenly we had a bar and restraunt, a nightclub and a massive array of seaside attractions that made it...
Through the spotting scope, Grady Polk and Bud Robinson viewed the villa from over half a mile away, hidden by the next ridge. He looked through the picture window into the room where Neal Handley cavorted with two young girls that couldn't be sixteen, in a sunken hot tub. Two weeks before, in Tripoli Libya, they had "interrogated" a man known only as Mustafa, that admitted to actually planning and setting the bomb that blew up the Murrah Building in Oklahoma City, and being involved in...
This is a work of adult fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. Readers who have reached the legal age of consent in their jurisdictions are welcome. This story may NOT be reproduced or posted anywhere without the express written permission of the author. SYNOPSIS: "What we're dealing with here is a complete lack of respect for the law." (Sheriff Buford T. Justice, with thanks to Hal Needham and his film.) A youthful outlaw...a Bandit...is...
This is a work of adult fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. Readers who have reached the legal age of consent in their jurisdictions are welcome. This story may NOT be reproduced or posted anywhere without the express written permission of the author. [email protected] SYNOPSIS: "What we're dealing with here is a complete lack of respect for the law." (Sheriff Buford T. Justice, with thanks to Hal Needham and his film.)...
"I'm serious, Penny! I heard it with my own ears! He is going to the hypnotist's show with Mrs. Chester!" Laura Mills, an 18 year old blonde, was excited, her azure blue eyes sparkling. Penny Styrgon was the same age as her cousin and friend, but with raven black hair and brown eyes they created a stark contrast to each other. Penny was finally convinced that Laura's vivid imagination wasn't making things up this time. She smiled. A hypnotist's show? Why not? Even if he wouldn't have...
(Flashback; Shortly after the first meeting.) There was a common knowledge that ths Win DX team in seeking out people they did and information that was not public knowledge was at risk. Before anyone went into the field, they had to list who was to be contacted in the event of their injury, death or capture. It was something nobody ever spoke about, and the reason why the men and women of Win DX tended to avoid relationships. Pat and Ted became close friends, but nothing more. Such was the...
As our War on Terror continues, one question would be, "When did it start?" The correct answer would be, When the World Trade Center was attacked. No, not on September 11, 2001, but in 1993! We endured several more strikes against our nation prior to 9-11, none of which was acknowledged to be what it was. The prior administration so gutted our Military with cutbacks, and Political Correctness, that it is but 5% of our "Cold War" strength. It was far easier to go after "Right Wing...
We were having another great day out by the lake; now it was time for some lunch. With all the fresh air and exercise we were enjoying, the food would surely taste extra-good. I picked up the tray of cold drinks from the scrubbed kitchen table, Rob hefted the covered basket of cold cuts, potato and rice salads and slaw, and Ed brought up the rear with the plates, napkins and silverware on another tray. The three of us headed back out of the cabin towards the small dock on the lake shore,...
One morning, when I was fourteen years old, my mother stopped in my room to tell me she was leaving for work. She mumbled something about being home late, and I had to make my own dinner... I really wasn't paying any attention to my mom ... It was summer, and I had a summer love that year, by the name of Jessie. I was lying in bed thinking about Jessie. Two days before, we had necked at the Fourth of July Fireworks, and while everyone else was looking up, we were looking down, feeling each...
Becoming a Teenage Girl - Intermission by Annette Nicole Smith. ************************************************************************ The timeline for this intermission covers the period from late June 1987 to the end of the Aug/Sept school holidays of the same year. With diaries now available for me to refer to I'll try and use dates so at to hopefully give readers a better understanding of certain events when compared to weeks involved. Obviously to protect the privacy of...
bookONE : REALities * * * on a gathering storm / comes a tall handsome man / but hidden in his coat / is a red right hand * * * * * * The power runs on sunlight. On a really good day, some of us are allowed into the gym, and we can watch the TV for three hours. Old DVDs. Usually they’ll just store it for the lights at night. We have a couple gas generators, but most of our combustibles are used for the heat in the winter. Today is one of the good days – the sun is bright and hot and...
smokeSCREEN bookFOUR : THEbecoming * * * part ii : the coffin nail * * * whenever i’m alone with you you make me feel like i am home again whenever i’m alone with you you make me feel like i am / whole again * * * * * * The flashlight bobs and I throw the heavy blankets across the bare army-surplus mattress. ‘I really don’t need the mattress,’ I say. ‘You’ll sleep on it and like it,’ Michelle tells me. Here in the sub-basement – which I’m hoping Crow has given up –...
* * * 4:20 * * * you’re looking down again / and then you looked me over / we’re laying down again / on a blanket in the clover / the same boy you’ve always known / well i guess i haven’t grown // same boy you’ve always known // * * * * * * After two weeks, we’re suddenly a family. Given that it’s year fourteen, it falls to Floor One to make a new claim for leadership. Seeing as Floor One’s leader is Phoebe, she’s back in the saddle again but infinitely more easygoing. We have a...
Dear Literotica reader, Please forgive spelling mistakes and the like – my spell-checker has decided to take an extended vacation, and I’m afraid you and I must suffer for it. -Riv * * * my hurt inside is fading / this shits gone way too far / all this time i’ve been waiting / oh i cannot breath anymore / for whats insides awaking / i’m not i’m not a whore / you’ve taken everything and / oh i cannot give any more * * * * * * We grab an O-bag of stuff guaranteed to put you to sleep...
bookTWO : STARshine * * * silence swimming in a pool of dreams / beneath its depths the forgotten streams / above the city of the evening star / behind its walls, the grand bazaar / as she walks through its endless ways / cursing those who mistrust her ways / please my friend no matter what she sees / tell my lover come back to me * * * * * * The power runs on sunlight. That’s what I’m thinking as I wake. Early morning rays stab through the chinks in the single blocked window. Tiny...
* * * in the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey / butane in my veins I’m out to cut the junkie / with the plastic eyeballs, spraypaint the vegetables / dog food stalls, with the beefcake pantyhose / kill the headlights and put it in neutral / stock car flaming with a loser in the cruise control / baby’s in Reno with a vitamin d / got a couple of couches, asleep on the love seat * * * * * * The power runs on sunlight. Cypress told us that he wasn’t used to using power indiscriminately...
bat your eyes girl, be / otherworldly / count your blessings / se / duce a stranger / what’s so wrong with / being happy / kudos to those who / see through sickness, yeah // over and / over and / over and / over and / over * * * * * * I can’t help singing softly to myself. ‘over and over and over and over and ohhhhhh hoh hoh hoh…’ Sophie’s nodding her head as I sing. The others don’t seem to mind, thank God – it calms me down. ‘she woke in the morning… she knew that her life had passed...
smokeSCREEN bookFOUR : THEbecoming * Note from the Author: bookFOUR is running long, and so I’ve broken it into large segments. I had planned to submit them all at once, but that plan’s gang a’gley. [knocks on metal] I know this is going to give me a continuity nightmare, but here goes. I hope you enjoy it. Yours, -Caulfield * part i : assaults * * * * * * manic depression is / torching my soul / i know what i want but i / just don’t know / how to go about getting it //...
Tim was stepping out of his favorite Irish pub, he was a bit drunk and frustrated. He was glaring at his cellphone, he put it in his back pocket. He had a message from his girlfriend asking him where he was, he responded that he'd be home soon. His girlfriend was denying him his preferred sexual outlet, but it was alright he could masturbate. He had no right to be angry, a relationship isn't entirely about sex. Except that without the sex, it's really just a friendship. Someday she'd...
1.I would have made a fantastic girl.Which is not to say I’m a poof. Not for a minute. It’s just, real women, they don’t know what they’ve got.They can learn, of course, a lot of them. But the fact that they have to learn it, means they don’t feel it. Not in their gut, not the way men do.Women learn, for example, that heels make their calves look great. And their asses. And after a while they begin to appreciate it for themselves, in a muted way. But there are the thing they don’t get...
Crystal and I stayed three extra days with the Binfords so we could have some more sexual playtime with our new friends. We each enjoyed the role of 'instructor.' Fortunately, they had no other guests at the inn while we were there, so our 'lessons' were conducted freely in all parts of the inn. When we left, they were different people for the better – more aware of each other, more knowledgeable about pleasuring each other sexually, and more in love. We promised to keep in touch. During...
Strict Social Services: The Lesbian Rape of Missy By Powerone ( [email protected] )and Missy ( [email protected]) Copyright 2004 F+/f, humil, solo, reluc, bond, young Chapter One: The Investigation How could this have happened to her? She was only fifteen; a girlher age shouldn't be treated like this. What made the situation evenworse was that these were women doing this to her! She had always beenleery of men, not talking to strangers, watching her surroundings, always...
Warning: This is more of a story with sex in it than a sex story, but more sex than I can post other places. I was thinking about my father when I wrote this. He's the right age and the right personality, and has had a few flings since my mom died. Before that I think she kept him from straying by making it fun to stay at home, fun in bed that is. I think they were still doing it like rabbits into their 60's. BTW - I had some help on this from Cathy Cook. ...
A bedtime tale from Robin (Timmy or Missy! Which is it?) By Robin Y. Today I was shopping for lingerie when I ran into an old friend. She and I attended Beauty College together but drifted apart when she graduated. I had not seen her in over 5 years....the last time we met was for coffee and she told me about this incident that she observed at the salon she was working at. It seems that one of the salons good clients would always come in at closing time (I think her business...
While at my desk, his special tone rang from my phone. Quickly grabbing it and opening the app, the text read: 7 pm pos1 weekend. That was it. Those few cryptic terms gave me tingling shivers as I felt my pussy react with warmth and moisture. I thought, finally! I had not cum in days and was beginning to go crazy with desire. I should explain.I have always been socially shy and psychologically submissive, at least when it comes to all things sexual. It’s something I despise but seem to be stuck...
BDSMI met Anna online and we developed a friendship even though she was looking for girls. She was extremely open and we shared some experiences including her first time with her best friend Missy. I was in complete awe at her description of their lovemaking but when she sent me their pictures, I was enamored.Anna's had some nudes that showed a suntanned, petite, dark haired beauty with perfect breasts and nipples, the most kissible belly and hips, great legs, incredible pussy and the prettiest...
No one hurts me like you do. Because no one loves me like you do.Cocooned in your arms, you held me while I sobbed. I must have looked a state, tears trailing down my cheeks, cheeks already stained with spit and sweat and cum and piss. Crying on your birthday of all days.“Sorry,” I said like I often do.“I’m not a bit sorry,” you replied; giggling like you always do.You knew, didn’t you, just knew they were tears of joy. Understood that right then I couldn’t find the words. Not like you, Miss,...
WatersportsIt's about noon. I'm standing outside with her while she takes a fifteen minute break from her work. It's just us out here; no one else at her job smokes and you can't see the back of the building from the road. She wraps her arms loosely around my shoulders in an embrace and kisses my neck. "So have you missed me this week, Lover?" she asks in a kitten like purr. She pulls back to look in my eyes while running her hands down my shoulders, cupping my breasts and squeezing them. My body reacts...
LesbianI met Missy when we were paired up to study my nursing class and we immediately became friends. On Fridays some of the class would meet up for happy hour and she brought along her room mate Anna. They are both beautiful, dark haired girls with perfect athletic bodies that I envied, as I am more on the thin side. We would always have fun as we got to know each but when my boyfriend and his friends would arrive they would leave soon after. I was telling Missy one afternoon that a couple of BF's...
It was out of necessity that Missy asked to stay at my house. Her boyfriend, who enjoyed beating up women, had been served with a restraining order. Missy was scared to go back to her mobile home and needed a place to crash a few days. I really didn't know her that well, she was a friend of friend. Since her boyfriend didn't know me, it was highly unlikely that he'd be looking for her at my place. I had an extra bedroom, with Debbie moved out, and she was willing to pay a little to help with...
Melissa and Brad had been dating since her sophomore year at college. Brad being a year ahead of Melissa moved back to his hometown to manage his father's business. At first he emailed and texted her everyday. Melissa knew in her heart she was going to marry him someday. Suddenly his emails and texts became scarcer and when they spoke on the phone he seemed distant and evasive. Something was wrong. Despite having planned a trip to visit her family during spring break, Melissa decided to make a...
Somehow, all of them made it thru the play without a massive meltdown. There was even a scene at the end where Cris and Missy’s characters made out, and she approached it with gusto, which surprised Cris. What surprised him even more was when she groped his cock with the hand that was hidden from the audience by her flowing dress. His mind whirled in confusion as he tried to figure out what she was up to. When the curtain fell at last, Cris hurried to change and try to find Missy. He spotted...
To say I was unaware of sex as a young man would be a lie. Like most t***age b**s I started masturbating fairly early, initially just dry wanking, that knee trembling feeling of imminent orgasm but no cum, soon to be followed by wet dreams, waking up in a sticky puddle of spunk. I was one of the first in my peer group to pluck up enough courage to complete the ultimate rite of passage – buying a porn mag from the local newsagents.Like many young men, I experimented with homosexuality – the...
Just 1 hour and i'm out of that office, hard day and my fucking boss is an asshole keeping me working like a slave for a shitty salary, one thing keeping me going is the next weekend that i'm gonna spend with my man he's hot 9 inch hard dick just for me and he's amazing dom, now i'm getting wet!!!damn my boss is here. Asshole! - Tina, have you finished the last file ?- Not Sir just half an hour and i'm done.- You're so lazy you have to submit it yesterday.- Sorry Sir. "Fuck you" look :)My boss...
One day as I was buisy doing chores around my home, I noticed my next door neighbor's smoking hot 18 year old daughter named Missy in my driveway. She was a very cute girl standing at 5'4" tall, weighing about 110 pounds with a petite curvy slim body. She was wearing a short blue mini skirt, a white tube top that hugged her small round perky breasts, her long blonde hair pulled up in cute pigtails and had on frilly white socks with heels. Missy was bending over looking under my car and I could...
Todd was in my 8th grade class, but I hardly knew him. I was the brainy,nerdy k**, and he was the typical jock. That was not a combination thatreally had many common boundaries, and I don't think I said more than anoccasional hello to him all year long. However, just a few days beforeschool ended, Todd struck up a conversation with me and I was a bitperplexed. I found out that he lived just around the corner from me, and wedecided to walk home together. Along the way, a great friendship...
It all started back in 1973 in Seattle, Washington. I was 21, living on the south side with a couple of buddies while we were all stationed at area military bases. One Friday night we had a party at our apt. I was standing outside by my car smoking a joint when this guy pulls up in his pick-up. "Hey, how's it hangin?" he asked "Long and loose." I replied trying to be funny. "I'm Bobby." he said as we began making small talk. I found out he lived in Portland but was staying just up the...
Batman: Young Miss The intercom buzzed. Alfred. Bruce Wayne wiped the tears from his eyes, suddenly aware that he'd been crying. He cleared his throat and answered. "Yes?" "I'm sorry to bother you, Master Wayne, but you have an urgent call from Tyler Horatio." "Buzz it through." The phone next to his bed rang. Bruce answered, one arm still across his small breasts. "Yes?" "Bruce. You have to get down here right away. Carstairs has called an emergency meeting of...
School for Submissives"Doctor, you've got to help me. It's my wife.""Art, you know I'm semi-retired. I'm not taking newpatients, except at the free clinic.""But you are the only doctor who can help me.""Why do you say that?""I've heard you run a school for submissives.""That's scandalous. Who told you that?""I swore I wouldn't tell.""So what's wrong with your wife?""I want her more submissive. I've got a virgin, when Iwant a whore. She is frigid, doesn't have anyenthusiasm for sex. And,...
I’ve done a lot of stupid things in my eighteen years, from the day I was born almost. I won’t go into a lot of detail, but lets just say I gave my folks more gray hair then any parents deserve. My name is Benji, and no I ain’t some cute little puppy with big eyes and a lot of scraggly fur all over my body. I have no idea why they named me that, they never would tell me, but like that little mutt from movie fame, I do have a way of getting myself into some moments, and this is one of them. ...
Another Fine Miss (The "All-Grown Up", Complete Version) by Robyn A. (I've written this story for your entertainment, as well as my own. If you are under eighteen, however, this tale may contain concepts and ideas that certain idiots believe can send you to the place where the red-skinned guy with the pointed tail and pitchfork conducts his business. Also, please be aware that this tale contains depictions of real persons--all of whom are dead now--in fictional situations that...
Coughing from the dust as the brunette picked up a box from the Attic, takingit down...for the movers to move into her new apartment. Her emerald eyes sparkledas she glanced around...before she got into Her car...slowly noticing somethingin her small tote bag...a book. It was called Cruel Submissions: Finding outwho you truly are" slowly she started to flip the pages...opening to seea submissive female on the first page...a drawing "In a Land far away...thereis a place that shows who are the...
Dearest Miss,As I think of you, I say to myself, "My God, Jampu, you are such a little bitch." I continue to berate myself as if talking to my reflection in the mirror.'It is no wonder that Miss hesitated when you approached her, asking to be her sub. It is as if she could see what a problem you might become. How could she know that you would be so much trouble for her? Perhaps, she had had others begging her domination. She perhaps understood that having subs comes with difficult...
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