In the NavyChapter 23 A Case of High Treason
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JonnyB and Rico are two young men in their early twenties. They are on a wild ride cross-country and are looking to do and hoping to find in no particular order mischief, trouble, danger and excitement. The next town was maybe an hour away and the one after close to three so it looked like they would be calling it a night sooner than later. Thundering down the highway they caught up to another vehicle displaying out of state plates so the cruised along side and check out the occupants. Two...
Tuesday, September 11, 2001 It was surprisingly easy to commit high treason. By the end of July, it was becoming obvious that if I had been hoping to have any effect on the future of the country it had been a delusion. They were beating a drum loudly about going to war with Iraq. Anybody moderate or who tried to point towards terrorism was fired, demoted, or ignored. I was asking all sorts of questions about sleeper cells and whether information was passing between the FBI and CIA and was...
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My grandfather used to tell me that everything that happens to you in life, good and bad, happens for a reason. I always thought he was giving me just another one of his maternal lectures that had been passed down by my mother, as she’d told me the same thing for years. I never realized how right they both were until….. Chapter One My name is Tom Mason and I was a pretty normal kid. I grew up on a live-stock ranch, in a household of five consisting of my older brother, my older sister, my...
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June 1, 1983, McKinley, Ohio Wednesday at the Quick Mart was very much like Tuesday, though there were no deliveries, so I had time to work through a number of items on Mr. Sokolov’s list. That kept me busy, and away from Nancy except for when it was time for her breaks. She apologized again and I replied as I had before, just telling her to take her break. Maybe I was being a jerk, but I was honestly quite upset with her, and really didn’t think there was much to talk about. When my shift...
It is a fact that there are six possible reasons for sex. Perhaps it will become clearer if you substitute the word "reason" with the word "categories." So let me rephrase it: Whether you are male or female, if you engage in sex, the reason for your sex will fall into one of six possible categories. Here are the six categories: 1. Experimentation. People in this category are having sex to see what it is like. They do not know, because they have yet to experience it. Whether it is sex for...
The Taxi: Love is the Reason By Bashful I walked out of the building, followed by the security officers. I was carrying a box that originally held copy paper and it now held the former contents of my desk. The desk I had occupied for six years. I'm not ashamed to admit I was crying It was probably the best job I had ever had. I loved it, really loved it. I looked forward to going to work everyday up until about six months ago. That was when Judy Spence came to work for the...
I stacked my plate on Tom’s and began clearing the table.“Tomorrow is a training day. I need to be at the office by 7 am and I can’t be late,” I lied, setting the foundation of an excuse for refusing sex later, again.”Uggh, This new job is consuming you, Blu...and it’s killing me...so long since we last fucked,” he said with a weak smile that somehow rendered the complaint pathetic.“It’s Monday, you’ll be watching the game anyway.”I married Tom for all the things we had in common. Football was...
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SeductionCopyright © 1995 He was beginning to snort. He always snorts just before he came. I love to watch him come. His face always scrunches up and he always clenches his teeth. Then when I feel his buttocks go tight, his mouth goes slack and his eyes roll up. He always lets out a long groan when he starts to beat frantically into me, grunting with each sharp thrust. He becomes such an animal! Just like always, when he was finished, he fell onto me, gulping air. His heaving chest pressed...
Part one First time With her knees clasped together; a finger touching her hard little nub through the fabric of her night dress while her hips gently rocked, Michelle discovered the satisfaction of masturbation, enjoyed the warmth of the glow it gave her after just a short while and the sleep it induced when she stopped; the sheets dampened and a light perfume of her sex. It had been an accidental discovery, bathing her body, making sure her sex was clean. A touch of the soap...
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First TimeOne night we got into a big fight for are age and by fight i mean her throwin punches and me doing my best to block everyone. In her rage she didnt notice that her tits " too big for her age i might add " were bouncing out of her shirt . I couldnt help but look in amazment they were perfect so nice an perky with a beautiful golden brown skin tone large nipples too. Her next few punches landed right in my face but i didnt care one bit. After i cleaned the blood from the little cut on my...
Horror movies are a blast. But did you ever wish the nude scenes lasted a little longer? Or had a little more fun and flair? What about the grim stakes? Would you prefer a horror comedy? What if we gave these cute horror movie girls a bit of a break....but not entirely. What if we capitalized on some more harmless fears? Public nudity? Embarrassment? That would be fun. Why not, right? This is a story about all the horror movies you've watched with adorable women.....except this time, it's all...
The bullets are still in my shoulder and I really hope I don't lose an arm. Ducking out behind a hedge in the park I can see two of the agents across the main plaza in casual clothes looking for me. One of them funnily enough being the one who shot me in my now numb shoulder. How did I get here? I mean I remember how I got to this painful position in the first place but I mean like in general. When did I first realize I was special compared to everyone else? I guess I would have to go back to...
Mind ControlWhat can I say. Now that I’m no longer a chaste husband. Things have taken a turn in our household. I used to be locked in very painful chastity. I just spent 7 days. The longest time I spent with my manhood held captive. The chastity was even more painful because I had a Kali’s bracelet, a ring of sharp plastic spikes, wrapped around my cock. And every time I got hard, which happened many times a day. The spikes would bite down into my flesh. To top it off. My wife made me her 24/7 slave. Not...
This happened when I was 16 years old and had just began the gymnasium in Sweden. Which is the equivalent to high school in the US. I was still a virgin but very curious for having sex.Me and my two friends entered class and walk to our usual sit places in the back of the class room. This was the fourth Spanish lesson so far. It was early on the autumn, middle of September. So we walked over and sat down and opened up our laptops. Although we didn't really need them. But Facebook was more...
Hi readers, this is Simraan reporting with another sexual thriller to make your day! Work hard and play hard! That’s my mantra nowadays, you guys. I work hard in the office and my lover works hard on my pussy and ass in the evening. Every day, he would pick me up from the office and drop me home. In between that, he would pick up and drop me multiple times on his bed for taboo sex. One day, I brought my lover to my house because my husband had gone out with his friends after work. My bf...
We were to learn that it was not uncommon for politicians, expecting sex, would expect it before anything else. It was the more honorable that would keep talking after sex, which, in the case of political junkies, was just being courteous. For all of JFK’s talents, he barely treated some of his low-level conquests as human. Terry and Vox very carefully prepared Shelley for the encounter. Initially having noticed that her gold and black twirler uniform was very flattering in color, not just...
I didn't expect to have surprise on my side when I arrived. Fiona was in an office suite that, like Lord Morehouse's office, was very tasteful and very expensive. And like Lord Morehouse, she was waiting for me. "Ral, I'm so glad you could make it," she said sweetly. She got up from her desk and walked toward me with her arms out for a hug. She hadn't even noticed my flustered state. Maybe she had expected it. Maybe she knew what had just happened. Maybe I was right and she had killed...
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****** Sunday The day dawned wet and dreary and the cold wind howling around the motel seemed to find its echo in Peter’s soul. He spread the diaries, the ledgers, the DVDs and videos across his bed. Breakfast had been a riot of laughter as the girls – closely guarded by Susie and Maria began to organize a shopping trip. Peter unable to deal with the hilarity returned to his room where he brooded alone. Then his morbid silence was shattered when the girls entered the room. With their faces...
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First TimeThe phone interrupted Peter. ‘You’re wanted. It’s urgent and I can’t handle this one.’ Mark sounded worried. ‘I’ll be back in a minute.’ Peter tossed the words back at Jennifer and Andrew as he charged down the stairs to his office. Mark held out the phone. It was Susie calling from next door. ‘Get in there and fight. I saw her enter the workshop. You know she’s special, so fight for her.’ ‘I am fighting for her, and yes, she certainly is special.’ Peter threw in a quick reply but Susie had...
Sadly, Bob and Ted felt a little neglected through all these preparations, although at times Jennifer and Peter joined them to all go out together with Ruth and Karen who seemed to be the permanent partners for Ted and Bob. Things were changing in Peter’s apartment, too. The place was subtly altered and Jennifer’s clothes seemed to take up all the available space. Eventually April arrived and Peter’s bachelor days were almost at an end when he drove Jennifer to Mascot airport. ‘Goodbye,...
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Sunlight streaming into his eyes brought Peter around. Into the pain flooded the thought, ‘My head aches. Why are the drapes open? The light is too strong.’ The thoughts seemed to smash pound behind his eyes like a blacksmith’s hammer forging a horseshoe as he staggered under the shower. He knew his hangover was causing pain. With the hot needles of spray stabbing his skin, he retraced the events of the previous night. ‘Can’t I get anything right? I’ve insulted the one girl who attracted me,...
Three weeks had passed without any further contact from Peter. His lack of communication confused Jennifer’s family. They wondered if he would ever return. In her familiar surroundings, Jennifer was recovering, but without Peter’s presence, she was unable to accept that he was alive. To avoid the possibility of upsetting Jennifer, Elizabeth, Eric and Andrew could only talk of Peter when she was not present. Then things seemed to change, when early one morning the RSM handed Elizabeth a...
‘Alexa!... get over my knee!’ ‘Oh no!’ ‘Over my knee now’ ‘Please no’ ‘If you don’t get over my knee immediately, and take your spanking, I'll cane, strap and tawse you before you leave’ 'What about the slipper?' 'That as well' 'What about the paddle?' 'Oddly enough in the circumstances, I haven't got one with me!' This had been the scene some twenty minutes previously. She had carefully positioned herself over my lap and I had smoothed her dress over her bottom and...
Mary!... get over my knee!Oh no!Over my knee nowPlease noGet get over my knee immediately, and take your spanking!!What about the slipper?That as well'What about the paddle?Oddly enough in the circumstances, I haven't got one with me!This had been the scene some twenty minutes previously. She had carefully positioned herself over my lap and I had smoothed her dress over her bottom and after a few light smacks started to spank her properly. After a minute or so of spanking, smoothing of the...
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They spent the night in restless sleep and with periods of intense loving. As the boom, boom, boom of the local mosque calling the faithful to prayers shattered Jennifer’s nap she felt the warmth of Peter cuddling her back and the determination of his little one to go exploring again. Very aware of her nakedness, she was startled as she heard him chuckle. ‘So trying to seduce me again, eh? We have no time for that. Come on – there’s a water shortage in Singapore so we’ll shower together, but...
This is a crime thriller with some romantic sex, a smidgeon of violent non consensual sex and interesting by-play between various characters whom I hope you’ll enjoy reading about. It has ten chapters, and I do hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Definition of a Sociopath — someone unconcerned about the adverse consequences for others of one’s actions and with a total lack of moral compass. * He stood panting, feet wide apart, staring down at the sprawled out figure...
Peter woke the next morning and lay still with eyes closed and his breathing rate unchanged. His years of jungle living could not be shaken off as he lay listening carefully to the sounds of gentle tapping at his door. He heard the sounds of someone placing a tray on the bedside table and he knew by the soft footfalls a woman was standing beside his bed. Knowing that Jennifer was in for a shock, he lay still as he grinned into his pillow and waited until she was in easy reach so he could grab...
‘Friends of the Sydney Symphony Orchestra request the pleasure of Mr. & Mrs. P. O’Brien.’ The invitation had arrived weeks earlier and reluctantly Peter had accepted. Immediately after Christmas, they flew to Sydney and Jennifer went shopping for an evening gown by herself. She adamantly refused to tell Peter what she had purchased or to model it for him. He tried to entice her to reveal her secret as he stood with her on the balcony with his hands slowly massaging her neck and shoulders,...
Towards the end of January, Peter returned to his workshop with Jennifer on his arm. Joe noticed the change in Jennifer and the ring on her finger. Smiling broadly, he bellowed his welcome for all to hear. ‘So here’s the blushing bride-to-be! I’m very pleased for the two of you.’ Dragging Jennifer from the office, he took her into the workshop where he spread the news. It wasn’t long before Bob and Ted arrived. They weren’t surprised when Joe broke the news of the engagement by returning...
during the evening the four friends were in the pool, swimming or tanning, Yvonne looked very sexy with her pink bathing suit, too short, his body wet and her nipples outstanding success to the rest of his friends. Rolando in while preparing some drinks for the company observing the scene, Ivonne approaches, gives the drink and passes his hand through the vagina, and then leaves, glass sinks in the water inside, and rubbed her breasts stroking the ass, but the magnate sack to force the water,...
Without a sound she lies on the floor. The tears roll down her face, as herwhole body trembles. Pressing her arms tightly to her chest, pulling her kneesup, she tries to curl into a ball, but once again the uncontrolled sobbingrips trough her body. "My God….." The whisper is hoarse, coming from a throat damaged by screaming. "My God…" The sound of her voice is not the only thing she can hear, there is a televisionset going on softly in the background, a chirrup of commercials, all excitedvoices...
This story is dark. Hurtling along in the dark midnight hours at 75 miles per hour, down a long straight stretch of Arizona Interstate 10-a road to nowhere in particular and everywhere specifically-I become lulled by the monotony of the ride. I'm Bill Dolezol. I'm about 6' around 200 pounds, a little bit overweight, sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. I began dreaming, dreaming of my wife at 22 years old when we were married. She was so pretty, ripe with innocent sexuality, playful, erotic,...
It was when the magic of the day was ending and they sat in Peter’s car outside Jennifer’s apartment that Peter put forward a suggestion hoping she would agree to his plans. ‘Would you like a weekend away from the city say up in the mountains or a secret place? Pack a bag, just a few things.’ The words tumbled out. ‘That new car needs a long drive in the country to make that motor work. We’ll head north where it’s warmer and not so crowded.’ Peter waited for an answer but there was none....
That same night when he returned to the workshop, Peter’s mind was too full of the job in hand to even think about women until, as if waking from a nightmare he noticed the workshop was flooded with sunlight. Sunday had dawned, his body was aching, his mind was black with self-disgust. Yet, Bob and Ted expected him to go surfing with them. Barely had Peter arrived home when the lift arrived at his door. ‘God, you look terrible. Out on the tiles all night, eh?’ Bob thrust his cheery face into...
This is a crime thriller with some romantic sex, and a smidgeon of violent non consensual sex and interesting by-play between various characters whom I hope you’ll enjoy. Ten stories long it will take you down a path as you follow Ben, Jake, Kelly and the villain of the piece along the investigation into the serial attacker of homeless women. Definition of a Sociopath – someone unconcerned about the adverse consequences for others of one’s actions and with a total lack of moral compass. * ...
Peter enjoyed Thursday’s early morning swim, taking this time alone to plan the day. The air hadn’t warmed yet and the water, though tepid, was refreshing as he floated idly awaiting Jennifer’s arrival. ‘Got cha!’ Peter heard the shriek as two soft hands sent him to the bottom. Spluttering and coughing he surfaced to see Jennifer’s face close to his. ‘Jennifer, I love you so damn much it hurts, but that won’t save you!’ and he dived to catch her. Lifting her high against his chest he growled,...
Hi folks. MTB and I are glad that most of you liked last week's story. I almost wish that I could put out part 2 of it this weeks and keep that good feeling going. But that would be boring after a while. I also knw that a lot of you probably won't like this week's piece, but there's always next week. As I look back over this year and what I wanted to do, I think that for the most part I was successful, but I failed in others. I think that this year I wanted to take a step towards growth and...
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LesbianSo much laughter and fun filled the family’s return trip from Melbourne that the time quickly passed. It was twilight as Andrew drove into the grounds of what he believed was his home and stopped, disoriented by the sight before him, unable to comprehend this was their driveway and their house. Fascinated, the family could only stare at the myriad fairy lights bordering the driveway scattered in the trees and around the garden. The lights took their attention totally, so amazed were they at...
It was late the following morning. Jennifer was lying on her back, eyes open, staring at the ceiling, making no sound at all. Even when Peter spoke, it was as though she was deaf, as she didn’t react. Her eyes showed no brief gleam of recognition and she didn’t answer. The surgeon ushered Peter out of the room as the nurse prepared Jennifer for surgery. On the verandah, the surgeon explained. ‘Whoever did this to her needs to be brought to justice. The bastards have done extensive damage....
Saturday arrived after a week of hectic rehearsals. Growing even closer to Jennifer, wanting her so much it hurt, Peter could not help walking around with a huge grin on his face as he wondered how Jennifer was coping. His thoughts showed his plans were falling into place. In the taxi, he began muttering to himself. ‘It’s so naughty of me not to tell her but it will be so delicious to see the surprise on her face.’ Sitting in the barber’s chair, he waited for a shave and haircut. He knew...
Ignoring Elizabeth’s horrified reaction Peter, Andrew and the guards dragging the prisoners made their way to one of the farm trucks where the guards unceremoniously dumped all the prisoners in the back oblivious of the screams of agony from Pretty Boy. With the prisoners secured in the truck Peter, Andrew and the Ghurkhas changed into rags under the shearing shed. Khukuris were still prominent. Standing to one side, Peter and the RSM quietly reaffirmed the strategy for the remainder of the...
Peter didn’t have to tell Jennifer the drive from the hospital to his apartment tired him. She watched him creep from the car to the elevator holding his body stiffly, fighting the pain in his chest. In the third bedroom, Jennifer dragged the twin beds together. ‘A shower will make you feel better. Then, get into bed,’ she reassured him. Gently, she tugged him to the bathroom. ‘Do you need help?’ Peter was too tired and too sore to make a comment. After showering, he studied his face in the...
Fuzzy headed and blinking in the morning glare, one by one the family gathered in the kitchen. Elizabeth had laid out a late, light breakfast and fussed over her brood, which now included Peter, checking they all looked respectable as they climbed into the car. ‘Church is not all that far away,’ she told him, but Peter didn’t hear. He was too busy holding Jennifer’s hand and drowning in the depths of her eyes. For once, Andrew was silent, possibly, because that damned duck’s head had pointed...