Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 347 My Resurrection
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The Awakening By Michele Nylons Part Two - Resurrection Up in the attic I turn on the standard lamp, unlock the Chubb lock and open the trunk. Nadine is out for a few hours so I can take my time and fully investigate the contents of the trunk. There are layers of skirts; blouses and lingerie all neatly folded. I take one of blouses out of the trunk and try it on. I'm not really surprised to find it is a perfect fit. I fumble with the buttons because they are on the opposite...
Tron: Resurrection by Lizardman Max is pulled into the Grid and looses more than his humanity in the games. Sam and Quorra ride into the sunrise as Bradley walks out of Flynn's Arcade confused. After seeing Sam interested in Encom's board meeting he rushed home to get ready for a revelation at the next board meeting. In his hurry, he forgot to lock the front door, as a college student that was walking by, took advantage of seeing an unlocked door. Max waited until the man in the...
RESURRECTION PART ONE BY WALLACE (WARNING: This story contains depictions of torture and breathplay, violence and strong language.) Another year, another rat hole. Ten years ago it had been East End rat holes,two books and a kidnapping, a death and a lot of water under a lot of bridgesand some things had changed, I was a fair bit richer, most certainly not anywiser and much lonelier but here I was, back in the rat holes again. New York rat holes admittedly, but rat holes all the same....
Saturday, June 2, 2007 (Continued) The news-crews had exacerbated the initial riot and I'd been very tempted to have the Guardian Angel punish them in the same way I had everyone else, or perhaps just by stripping them naked and burning their clothes, but I didn't want to antagonize the media - which is probably why the media gets away with so much (literally) irresponsible behavior. I converted the sight blob watching the scene outside our gates into a radio blob. I hadn't wanted any...
Mathew’s mum Janet had just come off the phone and was both angry and disgusted. Mr Nesbitt who owned the local newsagent had called to tell her that he was detaining her teenaged son Mathew after catching him red handed stealing. The shop owner was a no nonsense sort of man who had a dim view on sticky fingered youngsters. It was only that he had a soft spot for Janet (or a hard one more like) that he didn’t bother reporting Mathew to the police, which was his usual course of action. When...
So this is just a small basis on the story for anyone who wants to write and do things. If you want to ignore this, then, by all means, go onto the next chapter. This story is about the main character, you, getting resurrected into a world of fantasy and magic! Amazing, right? Well, yeah, it is. Now anyone who is wanting to write can write, I don't mind at all, however, if you do want to, please do listen to this part here. There will be a chapter called 'Character Selection' or something like...
FantasyScene Three I love denim skirts. I didn’t realize how much I liked them until the day I picked up Kerri to take her to a big family picnic that she had talked be into. Actually, she didn’t “talk” me into it. She “blew” me into it the night before in the parking lot of the bar we had just left. That mouth had amazing power. The side door of her house opened directly into her kitchen and at the far end were short staircases that led up to the bedrooms and down to the family room. It was so hot...
Scene Six I don’t want anyone to be left with the impression that we are total freaks. Most of the sex we had was your normal everyday roll in the bed before we fell asleep. I received more blow jobs in the car then I ever did before, but at the end of the day we were usually very normal. The unfortunate thing we both realized at about the same time was that the reason we liked being together was 95% sexual. After all was said and done, we were what each other needed at the time. As awful...
Scene Five I was out of town on business the entire next week and my return flight wasn’t scheduled to arrive until 8:30 Friday night. I hadn’t gone three nights in a row without fucking since Kerri and I met and I wasn’t looking forward to it. However, I decided to use it to my advantage. Before I left, I told Kerri to check her email every day at noon and at midnight for any instructions I may have for her. I sent her stories from various websites that covered a wide variety of sexual...
Preface While there have been many real life events in my previous submissions, I decided to try writing about actual events without straying into fantasy land. What shocked me when I looked at the finished product is that I experienced it all in only the last five years. Now I’m far from God’s gift to women and I don’t share this to feed my ever enlarging ego. I offer it only to give hope to those that have become numb to their current state of affairs and show that you are only a few tough...
She stood in the bathroom, looking into the mirror as tears and cold water dripped down her face. Scooping up some more icy wetness into her hands, she splashed her face again but the burning of her tears and humiliation was not relieved. Down the hall, she heard the sounds of her husband's regular breathing as he slept on, unconcerned, unaware. 'How could he DO this to me... again... ?'she whispered to the stricken woman looking back at her from the mirror. Her chest was tight with still...
Carrie was 70 years old this month. She’d been married to Andy for 45 years. They hadn’t had sex for far too long. Physically, they both looked pretty darned good. He was active and kept his muscles while she was blessed with a good metabolism and genes and her big tits didn’t sag an unusual amount. Her hair was still noticeably red too. Thinking it might be her, she consulted with her gerontologist who prescribed a vaginal estrogen cream and a progesterone patch. Her pussy felt fine and she...
Up in the attic I turn on the standard lamp, unlock the Chubb lock and open the trunk. Nadine is out for a few hours so I can take my time and fully investigate the contents of the trunk. There are layers of skirts; blouses and lingerie all neatly folded. I take one of blouses out of the trunk and try it on. I'm not really surprised to find it is a perfect fit. I fumble with the buttons because they are on the opposite side to the buttons on my men's shirts. Similarly when I try on a...
When we got home Maria had prepared a wonderful Sunday brunch for us. We were on pins and needles all through brunch. No one could ask the question that was on all of our minds. Grandma finally said, "Is there any toast and special strawberry jam.?" That really broke the ice. We all had a big group HUG. Dad gave me the special jam. I spread it on a slice of toast. I gave grandma a special kiss, the toast and a cup of coffee. After grandma finished the toast, Nancy picked up her laptop,...
It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...
It was a chilly fall morning at one of the last major cross country meets of the year I had traveled three hours to get to the school just outside of New York City where the meet was being held. Arriving early to make sure I got pictures of each and every Female athlete at the event, a habit I had gotten into a decade earlier when I failed to have a good stock photo of the 15year old surprise winner of a county championship. Sometimes there are just to many people at the finish line to get a...
Leaving the Wilderness Park and Tawnee Stone does nothing positive for my shitty mood. This morning, the sky is heavily overcast with dark, ominous clouds. A thick fog makes my old weary bones feel the cold; then while loading the last of my equipment into my trailer, it seems the whole sky opens up and dumps. The downpour is so heavy there are times I can’t see across the road. Drenched to the bone, the defrosters are on full attempting to clear the windows; I am finally on my way. Evidence...
For me, there is the good and the bad to every part of my extended trip. The good part is to be on the move again; in this case, destination unknown. The bad part is leaving Krystin and her mother behind, as well as the unknown with Lane. The twelve-year-old preteen was a delight to know. Between the two of them, I enjoyed over a week of mother and daughter loving. After meeting Krystin, it just reinforces my view on the wonders of young girls. The maturity level, of the several I’ve had the...
Again, the feeling of exhilaration, combined with a feeling of remorse, haunts me. Leaving Ashley, her mother and, of course, Jayden is not easy. It is sad to see all my fellow campers pack up and leave the park; but, life moves on. The four sets of obvious teeth marks in my shoulder remind me of my last romp with Jayden. My cock is still damp, with Ashley’s pussy juice, as we managed our last tryst just before my tent came down. Recalling the energy and stamina that was required to keep the...
As with my other departures this one isn’t any easier. Leaving behind all my newfound young lovers makes me wonder if I should settle down in one of these communities and forget about returning to the oil fields. It isn’t that I need the money. My investments will provide me with a very comfortable living for the rest of my life. The vision of the twins Melanie and Kylie naked in my tent has me dreaming were they older so we could have enjoyed each other to the fullest. Fond memories of...
Leaving Evansville and my new found nieces is the hardest thing I have done during this trip. Just the thought of Rebecca and Tracy has me trembling with an emptiness I have never experienced before. Leaving the many other preteens during my trip was sad, but in my nieces’ case, it is so different. Recalling how we spent the last weekend together certainly doesn’t help. Spending the majority of it in bed and enjoying the wonders of sex, is still vivid in my mind. It is a good thing I am still...
The last two days have to be the happiest I have enjoyed in twenty years. Christmas day was a blast, just watching my nieces open each gift. From what they have told me about their past Christmas’s, they would have been fortunate to receive anything resembling a gift from their mother, my sister. Her main concern in life was where her next fix was coming from. A little about myself: I am forty-nine and never married. My name is Matthew Rogers. Early in my checkered life, I got hung with...
Special thanks to Jim7- 2016 for his expertise in editing and reproofing. New Year’s Day with Tracy and Rebecca was as exhausting as the visits from Lane and her sister Bryn had been. The two days they spent shopping resulted in a pent up desire for physically love, and since I was the only lover in their lives, it was up to me to provide it. New Year’s Day was nothing less than an orgy. Panties were taboo, so all day the girls paraded around in short T-shirts ... only! At every...
✧ ✧ ✧ Copyright© 2004, Jack Spratt. ALL Rights Reserved Date of first publication Sunday PM, January 25, 2004 Since the last chapter was posted May 17, 2008, you may want to re-read the prior chapters... Jack ✧ ✧ ✧ 17/05/2008 Story intro: Mats managed to get an extra day for a long weekend during which he met more interesting people. Of course, it was just a coincidence they were all beautiful females. Kim and Jessica, a mother and her daughter, turned out to one of the major...
It was a cold snowy mid December night. The house was silent as Jan sat on the sofa alone. She had been alone for so long that it didn’t even phase her. Having been widowed 7 months prior when her husband Roger was killed in a car accident, she had grown accustomed to spending the long snowy winter nights alone. Never had she imagined herself becoming a widow at the age of only 27. Not in a million years. Burying Roger, the man she loved more than life itself after being married less than a...
My mother, Susan, had moved in with my wife and I. Dad died some time ago and mom was not liking living by herself. Even though she was a very healthy 63 year woman. Every thing went off without a hitch. The k**s like having grandma around and my wife liked having help with house work and shuttling everyone where they needed to go. I worked from the home so it was nice for me as mom would help me if I needed. One day I am in my office when Susan came in, she was wearing one of dad's fancy dress...
From the depths of a Montmartre alley, hungry yellow eyes reflected the weak lamplight that timidly made its way from the well-ordered streets to the gloomy passage. The owner of the eyes, a beast, one of the four-legged varieties, watched a pair of human forms locked in a desperate embrace; an embrace that the animal in its own bestial way understood would find its end in death and thus provide it with an easy and long overdue meal. Patiently, the beast awaited the outcome. It listened to...
February 1988 The sun was low on the horizon, and would be setting soon. It was cold out on the ice of Spearfish Lake, a quarter mile out from the shoreline, off of the city beach; a stiff wind was blowing, but at least it was clear. That wasn't entirely a blessing; while it would mean that they'd have a moon after a while, the clear, windy night would be cold, and there were a lot of places where the railroad line ran through open country, where the wind could get at them. Mark felt...
I left Baby sleeping and went to my bed, where I tossed and turned all night. My mind was full of flashbacks of the last few hours and I spent most of the time with my cock in my hand. I also felt a little bit of regret and doubt, but those emotions were overwhelmed by the excitement I still felt. In fact, I wanted to crawl back in her bed and wake her and make love to her. I struggled with that impulse and made it through the night.In the morning I showered and went to the kitchen. I had...
Incest~2~ Dangerous Games The hallways are beautiful. Gilded mirrors, red luscious carpet and claw footed velvet sofas. I love this kind of extravagance, I love that I can afford this lifestyle. Looking around I walk over to the velvet piece and run my hands over the soft material, sighing appreciatively I drape myself over the seat and lay my head on the arm. The velvet caresses my skin and my back arches as an involuntary shudder rolls through me, this is true ecstasy. I let my hand...
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Esmeralda a had just said to me, "Just go ahead and say it. You've been fantasying about having a three-way with Teresa and Cheryl, right?" Before I could answer, Teresa said to Kayla, "It's not fair for you to ask Bruce to share his private fantasies with us unless were all willing to do the same thing." "I'll do it if you will!" Esmeralda retorted. Alex looked at her and said, "Why don't you start things off then?" "Fine, I've always wondered what it would be like to fuck...
As the sun blazed down from the middle of a cobalt blue sky and I watched the green and fertile Adelaide Plains slip slowly past the window, I knew I'd made the right decision. For the last three weeks I'd snaked my way round the coast and hinterlands of New South Wales and Victoria with nothing but a rucksack and my best friend Gemma for company. We'd started in Sydney, made our way loosely in the direction of Melbourne, before finally ending up in Adelaide. We were both absolutely shattered....
LesbianJeremiah was not a bullfrog, but he was definitely invisible. This strange occurrence, to an unremarkable man, first happened on his 34th birthday. He was surfing the Internet, browsing through espn.com and enjoying the Page 2 feature. There, he was enjoying a feature called "10 burning questions" in which the site asks famous people (not all jocks) 10 burning questions. Invariable, one of the last questions is: Finally, which superpower would you like most -- the strength of 100 men, the...
Guys, they are nice i really like to talk about sex with someone bisexual or gay cus you can talk about what you want and what you like and he's too feel free.And today i will be talking about story happened with me in Germany.I start studying the language and it's difficult and I need someone can help me to learn better, I started posting on some websites to find the person and many people text me but no one was serious just one man he was interested too and he also tech people language.We...
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Hi, ISS reader and thanks for good response of my last story of Mature Horney Lady – especially to those ladies who is starved for sex and not getting oral sex from their hubby I am from Mumbai and my e-mail id is As said I get so many contact from this Divya now I became body massager, pussy hair trimmer, and pussy licker. As mentioned in the previous story my wife is also not having interest in oral sex so I am also starving for oral sex mainly special interest is licking the pussy of...
Chapter 2: The Capture of Adeeana Sheron paced the rooms of Adeeana’s quarters like a caged animal. Where was she? How had she managed to leave without waking him? He was a warrior trained to awake at the slightest disturbance and yet his mate managed to wake, dress, and leave while he blissfully slept on. His eyes scanned appreciatively over her collection of weapons and art noting with pleasure that her taste ran parallel to his. They would live well together, if he did not kill her for...
Having 'broken in' Miss Howard (not her real name) in the box-room, I looked forward to more sex with the big breasted blonde teacher. I was sure she would say nothing to the school authorities. I had pointed out that it was her word against mine and if she cried, 'Rape!' I would whisper 'seduction' - and what's more, 'seduction of a minor' The stupid woman took no notice. She reported me to the Principal. She accused me of rape! My performance as the innocent victim was, I...
Les knocked lightly on the lounge door and waited. He could hear the faint sound of background music coming from the room, but nothing else. He raised his hand to rap the door again, but suddenly he heard Lindsay’s voice call out, “Come in,” she said. Les reached for the door handle. He was not yet a cuckold in the physical sense, but he was aware of the formalities and protocols: when your wife is in a room alone with her lover you knock and wait to be told to enter. Your wife and her lover...
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I had never taken the bus. I had no idea what the schedule was. I knew where the bus stop was. I had seen people waiting around the corner from the end of our street. I checked to make sure I had some cash and then I walked rapidly to the bus stop. When I got there I saw the bus stop sign, but no schedule. I had no idea what bus to take. After the other passengers boarded, I stepped onto the first bus that came and asked the driver how I could get to my office. He told me to get on. He was...
HIe this is Shekhar form Mumbai.meri age 20 he our height 5.9 he, penis 8inch he and me body builder hu plus gym me as a trainer job karata hu and last year COM me hu. Mujhe 18 sal ki age se hi sex karane ke moke mil rahe he.Aaj se karib 2month pehele jo mere sath hua usaki story me aapko sunane ja raha hu. Swati jo school me 10th std me he our mere building me reheti he 2floor pe our me 3rd floor pe reheta hu. vo dikhane me smart our kya dam hot and sexy he, usako dekh kar to mere mu me paani...
As I pulled onto the campus of the state university, I could feel the anticipation of the moment tingling inside me, mixed up with the horniness I had felt since I'd woken up this morning and called home. There hadn't been much conversation -- it's really hard to have a phone conversation with people when they're fucking, especially when it's your husband and daughter gasping and moaning between "Hello" and "How are you?"I had burned up the cell phone minutes, stroking my wet pussy while...
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Another night, another wasted load of sperm, I thought to myself. This is bullshit. I shut my laptop off and switched on the television, finding a movie on TV about these two teens who create the perfect woman from scratch. Lucky bastards. The woman was so sexy and had a sultry English accent. I think, at one time too, she was also married to Steven Seagal, who could probably crush my nuts into oblivion if he wanted to and leave no trace of his existence behind. “So what would you little...
Home PartyBy Miss Anonna My 16 year old brother and I were just opportunists and had always been, so when my parents decided they were going out for the evening, we knew there was a chance to do something exciting but there was no way we were going to be able to have a party. We opted to sit at home and watch movies and ordered several before mom and dad left and threw a pizza in the oven. The minute they were out the door, Tommy was all over me with questions. “Can Mike and Billy come over?”...
Incest‘How ya doin’ back there?’ How was she doing? The question was as dumb as everything else that had happened to her so far this evening. She was half naked, she was freezing. Goose bumps covered her skin as she sat there in the cold back seat of the patrol car. The smoke from the cigarette she was holding in the corner of her mouth was curling upwards into her eyes and making them tear. Her hands were handcuffed behind her, and she didn’t know what to do with the burning cigarette, spit it...
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Dexter Marks was his team's star quarterback. He stood on the sidelines watching the last few minutes of the game tick by. His team had possession of the ball and were not about to give it up. They were so far ahead in points that the coach put some of the second and third stringers in to give them some field time. Dex gave each one encouragement as they ran onto the field.Dex was tall and well built for someone so young. His blonde hair, blue eyes, and chiseled features had caught the eye of...
IncestWhen Mike went to work the following Monday, his mood had not improved from the way he had felt over the weekend. He was very angry about what had happened to Doña Lisette, partly because he was worried about the effect it might have on Ruthie and her temperament, and partly because of his concept of fairness. Ruthie was depressed and moody enough as it was, and it was certain that thinking about her mother wasn't going to improve her outlook on life. It was strange to think that just a...
As Mort made the drinks, Danielle undressed and appeared before him in her pink satin tap pants and a pink silk robe. She parked herself at the end of the sofa while Mort handed her her whiskey sour and sat at the other end. He noticed her tap pants since she had her legs underneath her. She took a long swallow of the drink and felt the burning sensation as it went down. With tears streaking down her cheeks due to the potency of the liquor. "You told me about your unbelievable story about...
HA HA , drink up Olga Ted said as pissed in her mouth , he had tied the other hag Marie to the chair nearest to the televison in his apartment, Olga was quite the piss pig he thought she was completely naked & on her knees , she was 5ft 2 about 160 pounds fat you could say but her face & throat were great to piss on & in he laughed. She had a short brown hairdo . Covered in his piss & under his mind control , he know undid Marie from the chair & had the 5ft 6 135 pound blonde with 34d tits...
The truck crawled across the hard packed dirt path toward the foothills on this high plateau. All three women had been quiet since we left the motel. It was an uneasy silence. Perhaps I should have missed the enjoyable banter or sweet sounds they normally emitted, but my mind had only one focus: the formula. They had dressed that morning to please me, as they always should. Each wore a thin, plain white T-shirt with a scoop neck. It was more sexy than if they were naked with their breasts...