Late night landing crossing Part Two
- 2 years ago
- 18
- 0
Jane had done this before, I knew at once. She went straight for my clit with her tongue and swirled it around it. She chewed on it, as well on my pussy lips. Fingers went carefully inside me too. Jane knew how to give good head to a woman. Chris was watching all of this too. I laid there getting head from his wife and he starred with keen interest.I came twice for Jane. My legs wrapped around her head the first time, then they were open as wide as I could for the second. I had never been...
I did want it and I wanted it in my mouth straight away. My hand came out of my knickers and I stood up before climbing onto the bed beside Jane. Chris’ dick smelt of pussy and I went towards it. Jane guided towards my mouth as I wet my lips.My mouth filled with the tip of Chris’ dick and I begun to give it treatment. My tongue swirled around the head of it and my teeth clenched it. Jane had her mouth on the base of it and then went down towards his balls – licking them too. Chris was grunting...
Here’s a little fantasy tale inspired by the ever delightful and witty “Ali2teaseU”. Thanks Ali, not least for the honour of being able to use your pseudonym as one of my main characters. ****************************************************************** How the blazes did I end up here? I haven’t been to a Night Club in years and, even though it’s an ‘80’s Night, things have really changed. I admit I’m a fairly well presented guy in his mid-40’s but I’ve...
Wife LoversBook One: The Quest Chapter Seven: The Knight's Sacrifice By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Acolyte Sophia – Western Deorc Forest, The Federation of Deoraciynae The two other elf hunters appeared silently out of the woods. Like Xera, they were gorgeous, tall and lithe, their bodies painted in greens and browns to let them blend into the woods. Their keen eyes flickered at Angela and me, their ears twitching in obvious curiosity at the sight...
Before I get into the details of our next recreated character, I'd like to give some general updates and information on my women so far. One impression I'd like to correct is that we all got along all of the time. We actually do get along very well, given the variety of people living in the house, but there have been some noticeable arguments and even one catfight. However I hadn't recreated any characters who were mean-spirited or thrived on conflict, plus we had a special advantage when...
I’d like to thank michchick98 for her help in editing my story. Any grammatical errors found in the story are purely mine. Present day Anna and Ramone were eating ice cream in her apartment whilst reminiscing of their time together. They’d been friends for 20 years now and although life had pushed them into different directions, they remained the best of friends. It was November and they were discussing their plans for Christmas. They’d both turned 30 in the course of the year and were...
Kay spent a moment, considering what tact to take. "Tell me about Ramone Diaz." Monica blinked. "My fiance? We met in college. He is a resident at Chihuahua General Hospital." "He must be busy." "Very. He works eighteen to twenty hour days. The few days he has off he spends sleeping." "When did you last see him?" "I take the bus once a month to see him. I last saw him two weeks ago." "How do you think your new job will affect your relationship?" Monica shook her head. "I...
Book Ten: The Flaming Woman Chapter Four: The Knight's Resolve By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Aurora Xandra – Unmik, Asunow Princedom, The Princedoms of Zeutch The alarm resounded through the cell, my delicate ears flinching from the piercing reverberations while the smile grew and grew on Princess Adelaide's face. The strawberry-blonde woman shuddered on Chaun, eyes casting to the ceiling of his cell. My stomach twisted with fear and anger. She triggered an alarm. She had just...
"Ok," Kiyone was saying evenly, halting as she was passing through and under the Torii. "Now repeat it back to me." "No touching, no button pressing, no lever throwing." Mihoshi sighed, taking the final step up. "No cable disconnecting, no tying or untying for that matter." She continued after pausing beneath the Torii's arch, reciting in a sing song voice complete with rocking her head back and forth in time with the meter of her words. "And if I see anything in my way higher than...
{Because of something that happened in "Lost Indian Caves" before he was born, Alex's has a condition that changes his gender; male in the dark, female in the light. Alex's simple goal is complicated by a power struggle within the first school he's ever attended. That struggle is about to take on wider implications. - WARNING: This story has been heavily manga influenced.} Knight and Dey 3: Meet the Knights By Ron Dow75 Out in the outer office of school administration, police...
HumorWhen we escaped from our PoW camp we'd be going our separate ways to increase the chances of some of us making it home. Unlike the others, I'd be crossing Nazi Germany dressed as a woman. THE CROSSING - part 1 by BobH (c) 2015 - 1 - I had given my final, secret class an hour earlier and now I stood in front of one of the small shaving mirrors over the wash basins in the latrine block, my heart racing. Thanks to some quirk of our bloodline...
Rachel - Crossing The Line X By Rachel Moore November 22nd, 7:12 PM I hate being late! I rushed from my new Miata to Dr. Hanson's office door and absently clicked the alarm button behind my back. The parking lot was empty except for an older Ford of some kind and I felt lucky to be driving my new car, courtesy of James Calstrom and our evening together. I smiled in the dark and reached for the handle of the office door, pausing as muffled voices on the other...
I was an Allied spy living in a castle in Nazi Germany, a man using the identity of a dead woman, but I was about to discover I wasn't the only one with secrets. THE CROSSING - part 5 by BobH (c) 2015 - 11 - It was Thursday 12th August 1943, another gloriously sunny day. Once again, lunchtime found me sitting at one of the tables outside the small cafe on Rumstahl's village square. I was reading a book and glancing up every couple of...
When we'd escaped from our PoW camp we'd be gone our separate ways to increase the chances of some of us making it home. Unlike the others I was heading deeper into Nazi Germany, and soon I'd be doing so dressed as a woman. THE CROSSING - part 2 by BobH (c) 2015 - 3 - "Adolf Hitler?" I said, in disbelief. "Instead of escaping from Germany, you want us to try to kill the leader of the Third Reich?" "Yes," said Mark Benton, "and I'll tell you...
I was an escaped PoW masquerading as a dead woman, and soon I'd be a bride. But as the preparations for my wedding continued, powerful forces all around us were moving against Nazi Germany. THE CROSSING - part 17 by BobH (c) 2016 - 39 - "Following heavy bombing over recent days and a thousand bomber raid last night, the coast of Normandy was invaded by amphibious forces of the western allies shortly after dawn this morning. This is...
I was an escaped PoW living as a woman, and soon to be a bride. Now, with the wedding only days away, a squad of Hitler's SS had turned up at the castle. THE CROSSING - part 21 by BobH (c) 2016 - 50 - I looked at the wooden pea Helmut was holding and smiled. "I'd have thought it was obvious how it got in your study," I said. "We clearly missed one when we gathered them up last week after I dropped them on the floor of your room. It...
An escaped British POW living as a woman in Nazi Germany during the dying days of the Third Reich, I now found myself faced with a decision that could take me into the very belly of the beast. THE CROSSING - part 28 by BobH (c) 2016 - 64 - Over the next couple of months the news went from bad to worse for the Jerries. At the end of January, the Red Army crossed the Oder River into Germany putting them less than 50 miles from Berlin while...
Deep under the earth, in the realm of gloom, and death Hades sat contemplating his predicament. There on his thrown, sitting next to his three-headed dog Cerberus, was Hades clothed in dark robes, waves of silk black hair to his shoulders, a beard like most Greeks which showed his intelligence that was achieved over the many centuries, weaved with the muscles of a true male god, and the face of a warrior who has had to live an existence in the darkness far too long....
And yet, Boris always believed he was in control. How fool of him, and to that he could only agree, bound and sweating as he was, on the floor in the men’s bathroom of the night club, eyes closed so he could pretend he was not anticipating the moment he’d be finally pimped out in real life by a woman he had never met in the flesh before tonight. *** It all began with a simple click, as it always does, doesn’t it? Your usual ?Follow? button on twitter, one of hundreds accounts of dominant women...
Partially edited by Alexis Siefert Copyright © 2002, 2003 The "Knights" portion of this story was originally submitted as an entry to the Virago Blue Challenge as a flash story (under 1000 words). It contained no sex, but maintained continuity with the rest of the "Chocolate Morsels Universe." A follow-up was always intended. "Daze" is that follow-up. I wasn't happy with it. I decided to submit it to a jury of my peers, in the best forum for improvement in the alt.sex.stories...
An Allied spy living in a castle in Nazi Germany, I was a man using the identity of a dead woman and about to spend the day with someone else who wasn't what he appeared to be. THE CROSSING - part 6 by BobH (c) 2015 - 14 - "So you haven't ridden in a while?" said Gerda, sipping her coffee. "Not for several years," I answered, truthfully. "Then it's probably a good idea for you to get in some practice today while I'm working. I'm sure...
Here’s a little fantasy tale inspired by the ever delightful and witty “Ali2teaseU”. Thanks Ali, not least for the honour of being able to use your pseudonym as one of my main characters. ******************************************************************** How the blazes did I end up here? I haven’t been to a Night Club in years and, even though it’s an ‘80’s Night, things have really changed. I admit I’m a fairly well presented guy in his mid-40’s but I’ve already had two, sexy as...
My name is Paul Ripley. Having escaped from a PoW camp in Nazi Germany, I was now living as a woman. Circumstances had led to me becoming the reluctant girlfriend of Count Helmut von Rumstahl, and soon I'd be his lover. THE CROSSING - part 9 by BobH (c) 2015 - 21 - It was Sunday 12th September 1943, and having attended morning service at the church, Helmut, Gerda, and I were returning to the castle, Helmut having one of us on each arm as we...
A rough private plane runway emergency results in the willing exposure of a sister’s cute pussy and leads to her brother getting access to her spectacular and off-limits huge hangers. Melanie Jones had the cutest girly landing strip you could possibly imagine. Thin and trimmed. A sweet groomed rectangle of carefully trimmed dark fuzz. If you want to be polite it pointed up to her delicate turn on indented navel, which was a stunner because of her sexy piercing: a yellow gold banana bell belly...
I was an escaped PoW living as a woman in Nazi Germany and had become a Countess. Now, with 1944 drawing to a close and Allied forces advancing, it was a more dangerous place to be than ever. THE CROSSING - part 26 by BobH (c) 2016 - 60 - On August the 25th, less than a week after the wedding, the Americans bombed Peenem?nde again in a daylight raid that saw several German airfields take a pounding too. When the phone lines were restored...
Exactly how many gods are there? With so many faiths, surely the heavens must be overrun? Or are there only a few with countless different names? Maybe it simply depends on how many believe? Whichever gods exist, and whatever they are called, they are undoubtedly a fickle lot. Whether Greek, Roman or Egyptian; Norse, Celtic or Hindu, they gleefully prance and frolic, laughing and making fun of those less powerful than they. At least, most of them do. Placing the Stones on the Earth was Gaia’s...
NovelsHades gritted his teeth, fingers twitching at his side. He was panting, drips of sweat running down his bare back, his shoulders, his forehead, soaking the blindfold. It annoyed him, though it was fine silk, he fought the impulse to take it off. He had been preparing for this night, deep in the caves that span the foundations of the Alsitor mountain range, and his role as [prisoner/guest/slave/student] was not one he had volunteered for without heavy consideration. He didn't blame his beloved...
Fantasy & Sci-FiWith their mission to Celestra completed, Alex and company take time out to 'soar' with the Pixies before tackling their next mission of... "Landing The Big One" Episode 8 South of Bikini Season 5 Copyright 2016: R.G. Beyer E.S. Atlantis, Standard Year 258:01:26 "Hey, mom. You get some rest?" My daughter, Reggie asked, as I walked out...
I was an escaped British PoW living as a woman in Nazi Germany. Now, with the end of the war in Europe only days away, I was part of a group about to surrender to the Americans, but should I reveal my true identity to them when we did? THE CROSSING - part 35 by BobH (c) 2016 - 79 - "Is it just me or was there an undercurrent between Wernher and Walter Dornberger last night?" I asked Helmut as we headed down to breakfast the following...
I was a British PoW who had assumed the identity of a dead woman and spied for the Allies during World War Two. Now the war was over and I was about to face the man who would decide my fate. THE CROSSING - part 36 of 37 by BobH (c) 2016 - 82 - I stared at Benton open-mouthed. Only when my shock abated did the details of his uniform come into focus. "You're a colonel now?" "Promotion. For my work in the field. With you. Please be...
The changes at Castle Rumstahl in the wake of the assassination attempt on Adolf Hitler had brought a new person into my orbit, someone who was going to shake things up, but were they friend or foe? THE CROSSING - part 19 by BobH (c) 2016 - 44 - My mind was reeling. The beautiful blonde standing before me was clearly female. She was also Alec Delon. How was such a thing even possible? "Ah, another woman! How delightful!" she said,...
Raven's Crossing By Morpheus Raven's Crossing was a small town that was much more prosperous than most others of its size. This was not due to any special products or services that the people of the town offered, but was entirely due to its location. Raven's Crossing had been built where two ancient travel routes crossed. The road to the north led to enormous mountains and deep valleys, a region that was the ancestral home of several dwarf clans, rock trolls, and the occasional...
I was an escaped PoW who had taken on the identity of a dead woman. Now I was about to become a bride, and today was my wedding day. What no one but me knew was that an assassin lay in wait to kill the guest of honour...Adolf Hitler. THE CROSSING - part 23 by BobH (c) 2016 - 53 - It was the evening before the wedding. Most of Helmut's relations would be arriving tomorrow, but his best man Wernher von Braun had arranged to stay the night...
Acolyte Sophia – Western Deorc Forest, The Federation of Deoraciynae The two other elf hunters appeared silently out of the woods. Like Xera, they were gorgeous, tall and lithe, their bodies painted in greens and browns to let them blend into the woods. Their keen eyes flickered at Angela and me, their ears twitching in obvious curiosity at the sight of two humans in their woods. I was still naked. It was wonderful to not have to wear the robe. As an acolyte of the Temple of Pure, I had...
An escaped PoW who had taken on the identity of a dead woman, I was now a bride. It was my wedding day, and a sniper had just attempted to kill Adolf Hitler. THE CROSSING - part 24 by BobH (c) 2016 - 55 - Standing on a wooden box someone had found for him, Hitler addressed the wedding guests and onlookers milling outside the church, calm having been restored with the announcement of the sniper's capture. "This was the second cowardly...
WHEN PERSEPHONE RELEASED ME SHE turned her face up for a kiss, her lips soft, warm and inviting. She didn't move away, and after our second kiss I was breathing hard and I'm sure she could feel my heart pumping, even through her leathers. She certainly could after she put her hand on my shirt. "Hey, sweetie, what's up?" I opened my mouth to reply, but no words came out. I must have looked like a stranded fish. She laughed. "Cat got your tongue tonight, Sam?" My lips moved once...
I was an escaped PoW now living in a castle in Nazi Germany, where circumstances had forced me to take on the identity of a dead woman. THE CROSSING - part 4 by BobH (c) 2015 - 9 - Though the castle had electric lighting there was a candlestick and candles in my room, along with matches. I assume this was just a precaution in case the generator failed, but it proved a vital aid to my exploration of the secret passage I'd discovered...
Using the identity of a dead woman and hiding out in a castle in Nazi Germany, I had now become the reluctant girlfriend of its master, the enigmatic Count von Rumstahl. THE CROSSING - part 7 by BobH (c) 2015 - 16 - Sitting at my dressing table I put the final touches to my make-up, examining my reflection critically before giving a little nod of approval, pleased with the finished result. Perhaps I shouldn't be so pleased - I was a man...
A trip to Berlin could be a risky journey to take for an escaped PoW living as a woman in Nazi Germany. THE CROSSING - part 13 by BobH (c) 2015 - 29 - November was upon us now, the last lingering breaths of autumn giving way to the first cold tendrils of winter. This was why I had taken out one of the winter coats from my closet. Leather, calf-length, and fur-trimmed it kept me warm on our walk down to the church, an old and draughty...
Report to the King of Sparta. B.C 481 "We must conclude that there was more then one Persian ship in our waters. When one met with disaster in the storm, the other picked up survivors and as much wreckage as it could. The shield is the only piece of wreckage that signifies Persian identity. There can be no doubt that it was a spying mission or an attempt to land agents of Persia on our soil or the soil of a neighbouring state. We cannot ignore the possibility that a neighbour may actually...
I'd escaped from my PoW camp and had planned on making my way across Nazi Germany dressed as a woman, but someone has seen through my disguise. THE CROSSING - part 3 by BobH (c) 2015 - 6 - My greatest fear had been realised. I had been found out. I felt numb, my throat dry. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, I could barely think. I stood there before Count von Rumstahl, dressed in women's clothing, rooted to the spot. "Do you deny you...
An escaped PoW now living as a woman in Nazi Germany, I had reluctantly become the girlfriend of Count Helmut von Rumstahl. After delaying it as long as I could, the night had finally arrived when he would take me as his lover. THE CROSSING - part 10 by BobH (c) 2015 - 23 - "Does it have to be this constricting?" I protested, as Gerda finished tying off the lacing on the rear of the corset she had insisted I wear. "Yes it does," she said,...
An escaped PoW living as a woman, I had settled into my role as the fiancee of Count Helmut von Rumstahl. But this was Nazi Germany, and in the space of little more than 24 hours my world was turned upside down. THE CROSSING - part 18 by BobH (c) 2016 - 41 - "Wooden peas?" I said, chuckling as I picked up one of them from the floor. "Yes," said Helmut, helping me gather them up, "wooden peas." "How the other half lives!" I said....
An escaped PoW masquerading as a dead woman, I had just been the bride in a wedding ceremony and was now a Countess. But as my new husband was having his way with me one man was being tortured in our cellar and an assassin was lurking in our walls. THE CROSSING - part 25 by BobH (c) 2016 - 57 - Helmut picked my Beretta up off the bed and pointed it at me. "I don't think I'll be needing this," he said "No, you won't," I replied, "I'll...
Le vol dura des heures, et pourtant Maxime n'en pouvait plus d'excitation. Une heure environ avant d'arriver, il se rendit aux toilettes, et se changea pour prendre sa tenue habituelle - jean, baskets blanches, queue de cheval -. Il se sentait ? l'aise ainsi. C'?tait ainsi qu'il comptait vivre aux USA. Galvin lui avait dit que tout ?tait pr?t pour lui, et qu'il n'avait plus qu'? arriver. Son logement, son contrat de travail. Un v?hicule l'attendait ? l'a?roport et devait le conduire ? l'embarcad?re puis jusq...
To Break a Wishbone By Robyn Thanksgiving. Not my favorite time of year certainly. For most it is the time each year one gets to share the company of friends while eating a grand meal. For me too, Thanksgiving is the one day when all my family gets together from all over the country to celebrate together. Aside from being a time of turkey and talk, though, it is also the time of criticism and comparison. You see, I was born a twin. The "older one" as I'm constantly reminded of....
I fell in love at an early age. Really early. I remember it clear as day, seven years old, like a bolt of lightning. Her name was Stephanie Mahoney, and she was a sixteen year old goddess assigned to babysit my precocious little self. I told her within minutes of her walking through the door that I planned on marrying her, and bless her, she didn’t laugh, just smiled and said she liked younger men, but she expected to be kept in a certain fashion when we did get married. My parents were in a...
While the local Gestapo chief was stamping his authority on Castle Rumstahl. I was getting closer to his mistress, the alluring Lexi. THE CROSSING - part 20 by BobH (c) 2016 - 46 - Helmut's face was impassive as the servants removed his personal files and effects from his study, replacing them with Grost's, but I knew him well enough to see that inwardly he was fuming. "Ah, Lexi, come in, come in, my love," said Grost as we appeared...
A PoW masquerading as a woman in Nazi Germany, I was now married and a Countess. As 1944 ended and 1945 began, hard choices were going to have to be made. THE CROSSING - part 27 by BobH (c) 2016 - 62 - It was cold the morning the dealer came to take away Helmut's beloved Duesenberg. I couldn't quite believe what he brought along to replace it. "You're trading in the Duesenberg for *this*?" I said, wrinkling my nose. The car was low,...
After escaping from a German PoW camp during the war, circumstances had forced me to assume the identity of a dead woman and take a husband. Now discover my final fate. THE CROSSING - part 37 of 37 by BobH (c) 2016 - EPILOGUE - January 1953. It hardly seemed possible this was my tenth year as Eva, but the calendar doesn't lie. Ours hung on the wall, with now ex- President Truman sitting on the edge of a desk and...
An escaped PoW masquerading as a woman in Nazi Germany, I now found myself heading for Berlin. But these were the dying days of World War II, and Berlin was a city under siege. THE CROSSING - part 29 by BobH (c) 2016 - 65 - "Are you still sure you want to put yourself at risk like this?" asked Helmut, looking at me seriously, his hands on my shoulders. "You don't need to." "As I told you last night I'm doing it for Gerda," I said,...
Nazi Germany, March 1944: An escaped PoW masquerading as a dead woman, I was preparing for my forthcoming wedding to Count Helmut von Rumstahl, an event it seemed nothing could prevent from happening. THE CROSSING - part 16 by BobH (c) 2015 - 37 - The first few months of 1944 were dull and cold, and we did our best to stay warm in Castle Rumstahl while following events in the world beyond. The RAF bombing campaign against Berlin continued with...
"HEY JACKIE YOU NEED TO COME HERE WE'RE READY FOR ROUND TWO! JACKIE! JAINA!" Markus opened the door to the main hall of the mansion, heart beating as his mind was worrying that this would all fall apart somehow. There was a soft, warm trail of slime leading over the corridors and down the main floor, and as Markus and Jeremy rushed up to the door there was the VROOM of an engine outside, and Markus looked out to just barely see a happy Jackie drive off in one of his expensive sports...
Nightclub Nightmare (NC, Rape, MF/f, SM, D/S, Gangbang, Torture,Humiliation) Sharon Tu could feel her heart racing with excitement,as she and her other friends waited patiently in line to enter Da-Boom .The little Asian girl was literally shaking from the cold frosty air, the blaringsongs emanating from the club, and her own eagerness to quickly get inside.Although there were many rowdy teens hollering and laughing nearby, Sharoncould still feel the pounds and thuds of hip-hop music...
My name is Paul Ripley. Having escaped from a PoW camp in in Nazi Germany, I had taken on the identity of a dead woman and now found myself the girlfriend of Count Helmut von Rumstahl. He wanted to take our relationship to the next stage, and I was running out of excuses not to. THE CROSSING - part 8 by BobH (c) 2015 - 19 - "Mmmm, I've always loved how it feels when I run my hand up a stockinged leg," said Helmut, as he did just that, his...
An escaped PoW now living as a woman in Nazi Germany, I had reluctantly become the girlfriend of Count Helmut von Rumstahl. Now that we had had sex, what happened next? THE CROSSING - part 11 by BobH (c) 2015 - 25 - Now that we were lovers Helmut and I shared a bed every night. Sometimes we slept in his bed, sometimes in mine. This was the pattern we settled into the week after Helmut took my virginity. And every night we had sex, just as I...
An escaped PoW now living as a woman in Nazi Germany, I had reluctantly become the girlfriend of Count Helmut von Rumstahl. Now he wanted me to be his fiancee. THE CROSSING - part 15 by BobH (c) 2015 - 34 - I stared at the man down on one knee before me, at Count Helmut von Rumstahl, in open-mouthed surprise, not quite believing he had just asked me to marry him. The idea was absurd, positively insane, yet given the circumstances I...
November 29th, 4:32 AM The bed shook and I rolled over lazily away from the movement on the other side of the bed. Cool air crept under the sheets before more shaking and the sound of someone exhaling slowly. If this wasn't Brad coming to bed then I didn't give a... A hand rubbed my shoulder slowly and I reciprocated with a not so enthusiastic, "Mmmm..." I was so tir... November 29th, 8:13 AM Warm puffs of air blowing across my face woke me long before my body was telling me I...