GettingHerselfOff
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She stopped outside her neat prim and proper suburban executive villa, she stepped out of her neat little Chevvy, all prim and proper in a knee length floral pattern skirt and short sleeved white top, and she opened the back door to reveal two little kids strapped in back.
I watched her from across the street, I watched her take her bags inside and come back for the kids, just an ordinary suburban scene. It all seemed so sweet and innocent, from a distance, to the untrained eye, to people who didn't know her. But I knew different.
Seven years ago, she was just the girl down the street, headed for university,Yale maybe, now she was Mrs Matt Johnson, trophy wife for a fading Major league legend now property developer, and me, yeah, I never was going to University but I had a place in Engineering school all lined up, and I felt bitter as hell.
They let me out early, "Plead guilty!" my so called lawyer ordered, "maybe they'll go easy on you."
But for what, I just had a few drinks and sort of had this gap where Saturday night should have been and I woke up with a hangover, as my Dad kicked me out of bed and down to the deputies and next thing I knew I was dragged down town and charged.
Rape, Melissa Stephens, the girl from number Ten, the high flyer, way way out of my league, she got raped I lost track of what in the hell I did that night and it was all far far too convenient.
I got ten years, and they let me out after seven, oh yeah and I couldn't go within fifty miles of home, so they said, "Sign in at the Sheriff's office every Thursday," they said, so I signed in and I hitched straight out and down the highway, straight back to where I knew she lived.
Not through my folks who disowned me but I still had friends, real friends, who wrote me when they remembered, every seven or eight months or so, whenever they had a spare minute or the cost of the postage, and most Christmasses someone sent me a card.
You could say I was bitter but that in no way began to describe that unholy mass of seething resentment boiling away inside of me.
I had it figured out to the last detail, from my first setting sight of her, through my first touch as she ran away from me, to the ripping tearing splitting as I tore her dress right off her, snapped her pantie elastic so they fluttered to the ground, to show her soft downy, or was it shaved, mound, and I knew exactly how I would flip her tits out of her soft warm bra cups, and leave her bra hanging uselessly as I threw her to the ground and did what she said I did all that time ago.
I imagined how I'd wrestle her to the ground, wrench her legs wide apart and force my tool deep inside her, maybe I'd shove my tool in her mouth instead or was that first, maybe not as she might bite, shit, I hadn't had a woman for seven years, never had a proper woman at all, only Jessica who worked at the diner and turned tricks for twenty dollars, and lets face it she was my moms age.
I just watched her, there were trees opposite the house, between the creek and the road where she lived, maybe a mile from where we grew up, I just slipped between the trees and watched through the leaves, she looked real sweet, I wondered whether she ever regretted not going to uni, and I started thinking I maybe should wait until the kids were in bed before I did what I needed to.
She came out later on, with a pail and a cloth, and started cleaning the car, hell it was immaculate before she started, I started to get doubts, and I crept back into the trees a way so I could just settle down to watch.
She even gave the hub caps a polish with her cloth and what looked like silver polish, she'd changed, denim shorts and a tee shirt, and little white ankle socks and trainers, wow! my tool was playing up, straining, leaking pre cum, god I wanted her so bad!
A guy came walking with a big dog, it headed my way but it just wanted a leak against a tree, maybe ten feet from where I lay, it smelled me but the big bearded guy was in a hurry so he dragged that dog away with a yell and I was safe again.
It got dark like it does around eight thirty and I was still there for an hour or so after that when her husband came home, sweeping in in his late model Mercedes. I watched him slam the door and storm in the house locking the car with a flash of indicators as an afterthought as he strode in the door, I saw her through the window, I guess they had words, a row maybe.
I got stiff as the night grew colder, my joints ached, the passion and need ebbed away and finally I made my way out the trees and down to the stream side for a palm full of water.
I decided on plan B except there wasn't plan B, plan A was teach the bitch a lesson and high tail it, I figured the eastbound highball freight still changed crews at the depot, and that would shift me two hundred miles east in maybe four hours, useful, trains didn't figure too high in the Fed's directory of get away vehicles, Motorcycles and Automobiles, Airplanes, Boats, Helicopters even but not Trains.
I heard a westbound freight rumbling over the switches at the east tower, and I decided she Melissa would have to wait.
I had all my worldly goods in my backpack, spare pants underwear and shirts and about two hundred dollars, and that wasn't going to get me far, but it was enough for a big mac and a coke and fries at McDonalds, and for a bed, well there was a culvert under the railroad tracks out by the Auto wrecking yard that never had water in it even in the floods back in ninety three and it was my favourite hide out when I was a kid, and even maybe ten years after I was last there it was still there and still dry.
That concrete felt real soft after the rock hard prison mattresses and it wasn't till the switchers started tearing a slow freight apart just after sun up, clattering backwards and forwards over my liar that I stirred and decided to check the Johnson place again.
The Mercedes was gone but she was strapping the kids in the Chevvy as I headed down the street, she never gave me a second glance as she drove past so, on a hunch that she was taking the kids to some pre school, I found my hiding place back in the trees and waited.
It took maybe an hour, then the Chevvy appeared again and Melissa headed right back into her driveway and climbed eagerly out of the drivers door, she was dressed all prim and proper again in a pastel blue knee length skirt and short sleeved white top, her golden hair cascading to her shoulders, god did she look wholesome.
I let her get inside, then, as my heart pounded fit to burst I made my way across the street and walked right up to her door.
I just banged on the knocker, and she opened the door, all innocent like. "Yes," she said and then she tried to slam the door shut again, she was too slow. I had my shoe in the door and it hurt like hell as she tried to squash my foot through the thin trainers.
She managed to get the chain on though, but it was a cheap Wal Mart chain and it just busted off of the door frame as I pushed, "I'll call the Police!" she insisted, "What do you want?"
"You!" I said, "Remember me?" I got inside and kicked the door shut, "Surely you remember me?"
"Your Gary Danske right?" she said, "You lived down the street right?"
"Half right, down the street sure," I said, "You forgot Phil Goerbals already,"
"Oh god," she said, "You changed, You're the one who raped me, but you changed, you changed your beard," she said like she was real scared.
"Well I never shaved yesterday," I agreed.
"You had a beard, that's how I knew, in the dark." she insisted.
"Woah," I said, but she struggled and scratched my face, her top slipped off real easy right down her back pinning her arms and her tits just popped out of her bra.
"Why?" she asked, "What did I ever do to you,"
"Shut the fuck up," I ordered.
"Why," she said, "What you going to do dislocate my jaw again?" she snapped, "You ruined everything for me,"
"Sure looks like it!" I suggested.
"Yeah right, married to a moron, I was going to uni before you put that kid inside of me." she announced.
"Kid?" I said.
"Still born, would you believe it, nine months and then nothing." she said, "Your kid." she snapped, "I was glad it was dead," she said but her eyes were full of tears, it was time for plan B, except there was no plan B, so I ad libbed, I let her up and pulled her top back on her shoulders.
"I never had a beard in my life Mrs Johnson," I said, "And I swear to god I never knowingly touched you, you was way out of my league."
"You pleaded guilty." she exclaimed, "That sort of proves it!" and then she did it, "I'm calling the cops."
I looked at her, all pink with her tits hanging down and I decided I was having my seven years worth right there and then, and I had her skirt and panties around her knees in one swift movement, she didn't shave but the fur was so fine and fair it just shone like gold.
I guess I should have took her upstairs but I hooked my shoe in her panties and dragged them right down and then I was pushing her down onto the Hallway carpets, spreading her legs with my knees and her labia with my fingers.
"Look, just don't hurt me," she said, "I won't scream, I won't do anything, you can tie me up, get a head start before anyone checks up on me." she seemed sincere, "Ok,"
"Sure," I said.
"So what you waiting for?" she asked.
"Where's the rush, I waited seven years for this," I told her and I shuffled down and tasted the sweet soft flesh of her pussy lips.
She shuddered, "Look mister, just do what you have to and," she moaned softly,"Don't torment me, please."
Her pussy tasted mighty fine, all sweet and golden, and I traced that slit up till I found that little nub, I gave it little bite and she near screamed the roof down.
"Hey no screaming," I said.
"How in the hell do you expect me to keep quiet when you do that to me you bastard!" she wailed, and then as I looked at her she just says, "You can't stop now, please."
I dipped my head back down, I had no idea her friend Becky was due around for a game of Tennis, I just let her moan right on out loud and then next thing there was Becky stood there dialling 911 on her cell phone, she was talking to the operator she gave the house number before I could react and I figured it wasn't worth trying to run.
"It's the guy that raped me," Melissa said.
"Really, gee he looks different without the beard." Becky observed, "Kept his self in good shape,better than when he worked at the five and dime."
"He just broke the door and came on in." Melissa said, "He's so strong!"
"Guess he worked out in Jail." Becky observed, "But you ain't struggling much if he's raping you?"
"I don't want to get hurt. Ooh," she said as I gave her little nub another little nibble.
"You gonna stick that thing of yours in her before the cops get here?" Becky said, "Cos she's got Aids."
"Can't get Aids from Pussy Lickin'" I suggested, but then I heard the cruisers howling up the street.
"You ought to go," Becky suggested, "like run."
"Just stall them a minute Becky, please!" Melissa said unexpectedly, "Please!"
"Well you better put up a better struggle than that if you want the Feds to arrest him." Becky said and she went outside and pulled up the door so the catch clicked on.
I heard talking, "OK come on out with your hands up," the Sheriff shouted and then he tried the door.
"You still owe me," I said.
"Coming!" said Melissa, "let me up, ok," I moved away and she dragged her panties and skirt back on.
"What is it officer?" she asked all innocent.
"We had a report of a rape?" he said.
"I saw him rape on you," Becky added.
"Oh, that's my pool man Becky," Melissa said, "What the hell did you think we was doing?"
"Well first off you ain't got a pool." Becky suggested, "Holy hell, look guys I'm so sorry." she said as she looked at the three cruisers and a Minivan clustered around the front.
I walked up behind Melissa and put my hand on her shoulder.
"I guess you made an honest mistake," the officer agreed, "But you, Pool man, you better watch out, prostitution's illegal in this county and what you're doing's prostitution far as I can see."
Then with a wave of the office's hand they all went away, crunching over the gravel drive.
"You guys want Coffee?" Melissa asked inadequately.
I sat at her table drinking coffee.
"It all happened so quick," Melissa said, "He just forced me, right, you know, nothing then he was ramming and banging at me and then," her eyes were filled with tears at the memory, then he was inside of me."
"Right," I agreed.
"I told my Mom and they had the guy next morning and Daddy's lawyer did a deal so he pleaded guilty for a shorter sentence." she explained.
"Seven to Ten," I agreed.
"Then I was pregnant," she said.
"I don't remember a thing that night," I told her.
"All I remember was the beard," she said, "That's how they knew it was you."
"I never had no damned beard," I insisted.
"So what now?" Becky asked, "You gonna fuck her till you're even?" she asked or what?"
"If you promise not to come looking for me when you get back out of jail you can fuck on me right now." Melissa said.
"Maybe upstairs?" Becky suggested.
"Hell," I said, "I wanted to rape you, sort of being willing sort of spoils things sort of." I explained inadequately.
"I got a letter from the prison, if you come within fifty miles of me you get another three years." Melissa reminded me, "You do what you need to then you do three years, do we have a deal?"
She just looked too sweet, like some little kid's mom.
"No, I can't," I apologised, "It ain't the same."
"You sure?" Melissa asked.
"Because she's missed her tennis class and she's horny as hell." Becky said, "You can't turn a girl on and then deny her mister, you two get upstairs right now!"
I looked at Melissa and she smiled shyly at me and she stood up, "Like I said," she said, and I stood up and I followed she went right upstairs to the guest room, all immaculate white paint and white carpets and brown drapes and there I was like I hadn't washed for two days and she slipped off her skirt and her panties and lay on the bed all pink and clean and fresh, "You want to start again where you left off?" she asked.
"I feel dirty," I said.
"Hell that's her line." Becky said as she followed us upstairs, "So get a shower big boy!" she said "Voila, shower room" and she hauled a door open and there was this cute little shower room.
I did like she said, took a bathe under the shower head, let the water flow over me and part way through Becky grabbed my shirt and took it away with her, not my pants just the shirt.
Melissa looked real scared when I came back, she had her skirt back on.
"What?" I asked.
"The smell," she said.
"I ain't that bad now I washed." I said.
"I remember the smell, as he forced me you know, it wasn't this smell." she said, "and if it wasn't you then, oh my lord, he's still out there."
My tool went down like when the blow up a high rise. "Gee," I said, "I never thought about that." and I dried myself some more and sat down by Melissa.
"Aren't you two going to fuck then?" Becky asked.
"I guess not," I said.
"It makes me horny seeing guys fuck," she added.
"Becky is my girlfriend, you know girlfriend, girlfriend," Melissa explained.
"Matt likes Guys." Becky added, "Mostly."
"And you?" I asked Becky, "What do you like?" I asked, I stared at her, she was slim, too slim, her hair was too short and dark, and she looked like a schoolgirl in her short white tennis skirt and tight top.
"She likes me," Melissa announced, "Don't you babe?"
"Maybe she ain't met the right guy yet," I suggested.
"Are you making a pass at me?" Becky accused.
"You want to feel how I suck pussy?" I asked.
"Guys, leave me out of this," Becky exclaimed, "Gee," but Melissa put he arms around Becky, "hey, he's joking." she said but she caught sight of my tool now busy swelling, "Oops I guess he isn't," she chuckled, "Actually, he damn good, let him show you," Melissa suggested, just let him ease those skimpy panties aside and," she said and as she done it she ran her finger down Becky's pubes and eased the thin cotton aside.
I just rolled and eased those sweet little panties to Becky's knees and buried my tongue between her sweet little cunt lips, she moaned, I heard Melissa say "Kiss me," and then the two girls were kissing mouth to mouth as I worked on Beckys lower lips and clit.
Melissa pulled up Becky's top releasing her small tits and then after a while as I looked up she worked her way around behind Becky so she could kiss her neck and play with her tits until finally Melissa said. "You can put it in her now."
"No," Becky protested feebly, but I slid up the bed a piece as Melissa indicated.
"She's afraid of guys so be careful with her ok?" she asked.
"No!" Becky protested but Melissa took my tool and pressed it gently against Becky's sweet little pink slit.
"Woah!" I protested, "She said no!" I said, "Look I can't do this,"
Melissa stared at me then she started laughing. "oh my, fine rapist you make!" she chuckled, "You're cool with it aren't you Becky?" she said but Becky shook her head.
"No, I can't do that!" I protested, "No,"
"Yet you came to rape me," Melissa exclaimed, "You're really screwed up, you know that?"
"Yes," I agreed, "I know."
"So what you going to do now?" Melissa asked.
"Mell, you seen the size of his thing?" Becky asked, "It'd split me right in two."
"I don't know," I said answering Melissa.
"Gee that is big," she said, "Gee no wonder you didn't want." she said to Becky as she pushed Becky aside, "So come on big boy, you wanted pussy, well you come and get it."
"I can't!" I protested but she gripped me around my shaft and pulled me to her, I felt my tool against her soft wetness and then I was sliding my helmet gently inside of her and everything seemed right.
"You fuck me good big boy," Melissa whispered hoarsely, "You got seven years of cum in those big balls and I want it," she said, "Like now big boy, you spurt that cum right deep in your Melissa's womb big boy."
Her cunt just swallowed every inch of me like I was made for her, and when I was right in the neck of her womb was really gripping me, I shuffled up the bed a couple of times to get more angle as I fucked into her, but the pleasure was too much and long before I wanted I knew I was going to cum.
I thought of New England, Dirty socks any old thing as I humped against her, but it was useless, pre cum was leaking from me making her slipperier than ever, and I just fucked right into her, feeling her warm tits against me, until she did something with her cunt muscles and that cream just poured out of me like a busted faucet.
"Wow," Becky exclaimed.
"Was that how you planned?" Melissa asked as I pulled out.
"No, maybe a thousand times better," I agreed.
"You know," Melissa said, "There was no way that was you that raped me all those years ago, hell I had thee kids and still you stretch me!"
"Mell!" Becky exclaimed, "That's disgusting!"
"Well I had to know," Melissa exclaimed, "he didn't smell right and," she said then she went off at a tangent, "But if it wasn't you who raped me then there's a rapist out there."
"I guess," I agreed, "I better get going, thanks for," I didn't know what to say.
"Look!" she said, "We need to talk ok, you needed to fuck I need to talk, do you understand?"
"I guess," I agreed.
"Me and Matt don't get along so well, so." Melissa admitted.
"So I guess anytime you need a fuck!" Becky added.
"Becky, that's not what I meant at all." Melissa added, "But you know when you confessed and everything."
"I got to go," I said "I guess you got kids to see to?"
"I don't," Becky suggested, "You got anywhere to stay?"
"No," I admitted, "no plans, no cash, no job, no prospects."
"You want to stay in my spare room so you two can talk tomorrow?" Becky asked and I agreed.
"Maybe you can fix up my yard?" she suggested.
"Sure, it'd be great working outdoors," I agreed.
Becky took me back to her house, it wasn't more than a block away and we walked a well used short cut across the hill through the bushes and small trees to Becky's place, it was an old wooden place with a huge yard and wooden barns, and it was a real mess.
"My folks left it me," she admitted, "They crashed and burned in a car wreck." she said sadly.
"Right," I said, "I'm sorry."
"That's why I don't have an Automobile," she said.
"Or a boyfriend?" I asked but she ignored me.
She asked me my shoe size and pants size and collar size and everything, and then she set me to work and said she would go down town, and she headed off on foot.
I started tidying stuff up, then I got real hungry and raided her refrigerator, she had half a cooked chicken and it tasted real good, and orange juice, we never had orange juice inside.
She was a bit mad when she got in, "You should have said an I would have got some food in," she said, "That was my dinner! and tomorrow's lunch." but she had brought some cheap Taiwanese fake Levis and some fake Nike trainers and some shirts and socks and things for me.
"Say, thanks!" I said as she dumped them down on the kitchen counter, "That's real thoughtful." I said, and then I saw a there was a pack of Condoms in the bottom of her bag.
She blushed, "Don't get any ideas!" she insisted.
"Never crossed my mind," I said, she was too thin for me, dark haired when I like blondes.
"You know I was a year below you and Melissa in school," she said,"I thought you were John Parkes,"
"No. I've always been Phil." I said.
"I thought Phil Goerbals was a guy with a beard," she said, "Like when Melissa came back in the dance hall all bleeding and her clothes ripped and that," Becky said awkwardly, "And she said about a beard, I told her it was Phil Goerbals that followed her outside."
"Oh, right," I said and sat down, "You saying this is your fault."
"Maybe," she said, "Maybe you thought so."
"I was too drunk to know what I did that night," I said, "Only I reckon I was too drunk to rape anyone, anyhow."
I looked at her, "You think I'll rape you now do you?" I said as I figured it all out, "Is that it?"
"Yes!" she said.
"Well little girl," I said, "That won't settle the score," I paused for effect, "I ain't had no girlfriend for seven years, hell I got plenty of catching up to do so you don't think one fuck levels the score do you?"
"No," she said looking scared.
"You're going to need more than one pack of condoms to pay off this debt little girl." I said sort of threatening although right then I was jesting.
"There's some more in the other bag," she said.
"Hell that''s real sweet, but it ain't right." I told her, "taking advantage of a sweet honourable girl, that's not my scene."
"You nearly did this morning," she said, "Aren't I pretty enough for you?"
"Hell I'd screw anything in a skirt I'm so horny after seven years," I told her, "you strip off your panties and lie down and you're fucked darlin'," I said joking, and do you know she took my hand and led me up her stairs.
"You be gentle with me, do you hear." she said, "Like you was my boyfriend or something." and she hauled her skirt and panties down round her ankles.
You couldn't blame me, I had my pants off so quick, that I surprised myself and then I had her legs wide apart and I just pushed my helmet into the groove of her pussy and leaned against her.
"No!" she wailed.
I stopped,
"God dammit, just do it you stupid man," she said, "Put that damned thing in me,"
Well can't disappoint a lady so I just lazily eased my whole length right into her.
"It's too big, it hurts," she confessed.
"Feels real fine to me, real fine," I said, "Can I kiss you," I asked.
"I don't." she said and I kissed her, kissed her head a few times and then her mouth sort of opened invitingly.
I kissed her mouth, ran my tongue round her teeth and then started humping gently, she moaned, "Oh" she said, she sort of gasped a few times, "That's nice!" she said, "be gentle please."
It sure as hell felt a lot better than nice, real tight yet slippery you know, yet she was just scared I was going to do something to hurt her, why in the hell would I want to do that? I wondered.
"Hell we ain't wearing a rubber," I announced as I realised.
"I can't get pregnant first time," she said real stupidly.
"You just as sure as hell can," I corrected her, "First time, first time with me, any old first time I advised her.
"Oh," she says, and she wrapped her legs around me, and pulled me to her, "Is that so,"
That velvety smooth hot wet snatch was too much for me, my balls were boiling my tool was twitching and that seed just shot out of me so hard I thought it would cum out of her nose! and then it was over, I lay there with her, quiet, least aways I wiped my tool on the sheet and lay there while she frantically dabbed herself with her skirt as my cum leaked back out of her.
"Phew," I sort of said, "I could get a taste for that,"
"It's disgusting," she said, "There's so much of it,"
"Let it alone and come here," I told her and I just scooped her up in my arms and kissed her, she struggled some but she relaxed when I took over wiping her, though she started getting wetter than ever instead of drier.
She looked me in the eye, and my tool began to swell again, "It'll be nicer second time," I said, "Promise,"
"Condom," she whispered, "Bit late for that," I suggested, and I just slid in her so smooth and natural it seemed like we as made for each other, and we jut fucked for ever until I cummed in her again just rolled off of her closed my eyes and had the best sleep I ever had in my entire life.
To be Continued?
Melissa Johnson nee Stephens Matt Johnson
Becky
Phil Goerbals Narrator
Gary Danske attacker
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Copyright 2014 by robindavisfiction. This story may not be republished or reposted on other websites without written permission. ***** He warmed the lotion in his hands before spreading it gently on her swollen feet and rubbing each cold toe carefully between his fingers until the chill was gone. Gently, but firmly, he massaged each foot before working slowly up her calves and shins, steadily increasing the pressure with each upward stroke. He lightly caressed her cool, smooth skin with each...
We made love and fell asl**p. I woke a few hours later to a belly pain. Nothing odd, it’s been going on quite a bit and I’m told it’s normal as things work their way back to normal. The super part is I’m losing the tummy and thighs fast while keeping the huge chest. I’m down to 142 pounds and a CC cup. I hope I get to keep the boobs! I’m starting to actually appreciate the softness and size, thought the green veins have to go. I Pee’d, cleaned, pumped and breastfed the hungry one. I made...
Kapitel 1 – Das Institut Ein irgendwie futuristisch anmutendes, dunkelgraues Gebäude mit scheinbar drei Stockwerken tauchte am Ende der Sackgasse in diesem Industtriegebiet im Licht der Laternen auf. Bedrohlich wie ein schwarze Quader ragte es in den tropisch heißen, schwarzen Nachthimmel, den nur die Straßenlaternen mit gelblichen Strahlen einige Meter weit zerrissen. Kleine Motten und Mücken sammelten sich wild flatternd um die Glaskugeln der Straßenleuchten. Die dunkle, glatte Fassade schien...
BDSM(This final epilogue of my "Learning to Let Go" series of short stories does not contain anything sexual. I'm simply posting it as closure for the story, but -- more importantly -- as my way of processing the pain that our separation has caused. If you're looking for anything as tantalizing as the previous installments, you will be disappointed.)They say ignorance is bliss, but that is a lie.Ignorance is simply the absence of pain and you cannot have the luxury of beloved memories without the...
We made love and fell asleep. I woke a few hours later to a belly pain. Nothing odd, it's been going on quite a bit and I'm told it's normal as things work their way back to normal. The super part is I'm losing the tummy and thighs fast while keeping the huge chest. I'm down to 142 pounds and a CC cup. I hope I get to keep the boobs! I'm starting to actually appreciate the softness and size, thought the green veins have to go. I Pee'd, cleaned, pumped and breastfed the hungry one. I...
Lies eventually do catch up to you.Christy was every man's wet dream. At 5'9", she had long, jet-black hair, perfect 36C breasts, and legs that reached all the way to heaven. Her skin was flawless, with a slight olive tint, which made it look like it had never seen the sun. She was college educated, had a fantastic job, in sales with a large d**g company, and loved to watch basketball with me. My only problem with her was that she oozed sexuality, and was a huge flirt. I didn't care when it was...
Dark Eventide By Emma Smith Prologue Lee Most modern people do not know that Halloween is not the most evil night of the year. That privilege is reserved for another day in our older calendar, when darkness tries to prevent the coming of spring. Nevertheless Halloween is evil for all that. We remember past battles and strive to ward against it. Each year my own coven attempts to hold back the evil and contain it. We know we cannot. Nearly limitless power would be needed...
Revenant By Cal Y. Pygia We all knew that Bradford had killed Julia. The problem was that none of us, or even the police, could prove that the bastard had committed the crime. He had an armor-clad alibi. His mistress, Susana, had sworn he'd been with her all night. Actually, her exact words were, "He was insatiable!" Fortunately, justice does not always depend upon human agency. On the third night following Julia's burial, my telephone rang. It was Madeline Albright, the owner...
The Revenant By Morpheus It all began with my death. My entire body was badly broken and every inch of it hurt far worse than I ever would have imagined possible. But as much as my body hurt, my very soul hurt even worse. I was awash in rage, terror, and agony, with a good amount of despair thrown in. I'd lost all track of time as such a thing had become meaningless so I had no idea if I'd been here for hours or days. There was no chance of escape, something I'd realized a...
At one time, I was known to be standoff-ish and more than a little bullheaded. However, I have been undergoing a feminizing hormone therapy for the past couple of years. Let's just say that I'm relatively tame nowadays and no longer one for challenging my contemporaries by means of argument. That said, I have drafted this fictional expression of a very deep rooted phobia that continues to haunt me as a means of being able to relate this internalized dilemma to others. Okay, sure,...
Barrack Room Betty By Michele Nylons Chapter Eleven - An Offer You Can't Refuse! Michele remained on her knees and waited for Chief Writer Rod Latham to come over to the bunk to see what he wanted of her. It turned out he wanted a quick fellatio session, which she provided. After the three sailors had satisfied their urges with Michele it was time to talk business. "So as you can see compartment Six Quebec Delta Alpha has been put to uses other than for those intended when...
I explained at some length, just before the story 'Incontrovertible Evidence', the circumstances of how I describe the gender of the hero(ine) in most of my stories. In this one I've stuck to 'he', the male pronoun all the while 'he' thinks of himself as male not female. It's not until he accepts that he is a 'she' do I change it. Hopefully, although this explanation may not be terribly clear, it will make the story easier to follow. Thanks to those that leave me feedback in the...
Cody was a pussy whipped man always done what his wife said Cody was a pussy whipped man always done what his wife said. Because he knew that if he did not do what she say he would get punish severely. All Cody ever done was went to work to make money and support his woman while she stayed at home doing nothing. But she could get away with it she had the long flowing blonde hair wit big beautiful blue eyes she was 5'3 and weight 130 she had a figure like a goddes her measurements were 36"...
Stevie was watching, his nose almost pressed against the glass of the front window, trying to catch a glimpse of Santa Claus in the early darkness and blowing snow. In spite of myself, I smiled. He'd already had two false alarms--one from the lights of a passing airplane, the other from the red, blinking light on the top of a microwave tower that was up on the mountain every night, but tonight must be Rudolph, leading the way through the storm. I sat back on the couch, cool beer in my hand,...
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Mind ControlSteven had only been away for four days, but Lyndsey missed him and missed him fucking her. Her Rampant Rabbit, a present from him on her last birthday had never had so much use.Right now she was laid on the bed, thinking about him and when she would see him next. He was currently on a plane coming back from a lads weekend in Spain. The thought of seeing him tomorrow after work was enough for her to open the drawer at the side of the bed and reach for her toy. Switching it on full speed she...
Quickie SexThe Making of Lisa Stevens by Aleisha James The following is a work of fiction, intended for the enjoyment of adults only. It contains depictions of sexual behaviour including themes of forced feminization. Do not read this story if such themes are offensive to you or if you are below the age of majority in your location. If, on the other hand, you enjoy this kind of story, and are old enough to be legally permitted to read it, then I hope you find it to your liking. Any...
In the barracks behind Fort Reno, a broad bar of golden sunlight slid across Seth's face while the boy dreamed of his mother's sewing circle. His tiny grandmother Axminister, red-faced Aunt Hester who always smelled of camphor, his maiden aunt who was called Miss Vidy, and his mother were knitting at his house. He could hear the needles clicking. Annie sat on a stool playing with her doll. Seth crouched back in a corner, watching and listening. All the women were saying nasty things to his...
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GETTING HER REVENGE By Tiffany Scott 2003 Denise, my wife of five years, crossed the dark bedroom stopping once she was beside the bed where I had laid since she had bound my arms and ankles to the four corners of the bed frame before she had gone out on her latest date. The moonlight filtering in through the window provided just enough light for the shiny nylon of the full slip I was wearing to be visible. She stood looking down at me as she quietly gathered her short dress...
My story is in fact very real, it happened to me personally so no other c***dren were hurt by any of the actions described but me.And it wasn't devastating to me or damaging to my psyche or anything, I kinda dug it actually.So if you are one of those people who don't want to read about i****t, u******e sex look away now.Because that is precisely what this story entails. Anyone who's read my earlier works knows about how my uncle Warren taught me about sex, and my parents taught me how to make...
“Hey Ryan, Tammy is so white, I can see the blue veins in her boobs!” said the man in the untidy suit as he took his seat beside me in the glamorous Christmas party at the deluxe ballroom. “Tyler, no one cares about some blue veins!” I responded, “did you see a bit of her nipples? I bet they are so pink, just like that grapefruit shake!”. To that Tyler added “Oh they’ll come out clamato juice out of my mouth!”. We chuckled while looking at the huge party of some 500 well-dressed people. Though...
Why all that damn fuss about turning seventy? Everybody expects you to be happy and proud, and to throw a big party. I guess it's because they wouldn't place a bet on you reaching eighty. Not that I'd want to, you know. Getting old is much too lonely. Seen from outside I have no reason to complain. I've got friends, and my children visit me often. My days are filled with activities, so why am I whining? It's because of the long, lonely nights. Alfred, my dear husband, died ten years ago,...
I was your typical highly skilled but too small basketballer. Destined to a coaching role and wishing I’d been blessed with another foot of height so I called make the most of the game I loved best. I had been an assistant and had a couple of fitness and rehabilitation roles but wanted to move on to a senior coaching role. I asked around and looked at the want ads but with no real luck apart from one gig coaching a girl’s college team that was not to appealing to say the least. Not that...
The spark of a lighter wakens me. I allow my eyes to only open slightly, letting out a groan. The memories of last night start to flutter my mind. A warm glow pushes through the closed curtains. The ugly furniture is a reminder of where I am. What the hell did I get myself into now, I can’t help but think. The man I’m sharing the bed with speaks deeply. His voice is thick, like a heavy smoker would sound like. “Last night was fun, Doll-face. You’re one hell of a fuck,” he chuckles and smacks...
CheatingLeprechaun?s Revenge By [email protected] This is an adult story. Charming Leprechauns are not always charming and in this case you need to be over 18 to read about them. This story is in chapters 1-5. It?s posted in chapters to make on-line reading easier. Depending on what on-line site you are using, it may or may not be posted in chapters. This version is the complete story. CHAPTER 1 She looked down at the massive expanse of her cleavage, and watched her large breasts...
Catherine saw the offer on the local community website. A family said they were going away for three weeks and offered the services of their two maids to anyone who could house and use their services. What really surprised Catherine was that one of the maids, until just last year, had been one of her teachers at sixth form college, the dreaded and hated Miss Dawson. None of the classmates liked her because she used to happily spank any of them for even the slightest misbehaviour.It wasn’t so...
SpankingRevenge By Margaret Jeanette Mary Benbrooks just completed another deal. She just bought Henry's, an up-scale men's store. It complimented her Dorothy's, an up-scale woman clothing store, and Discount Dress, another women's wear store. Since she also owned the most popular diner in town, she felt she was set. That night she told her husband, Greg, about the deal. He was happy for her. He had a small accounting business that just covered the rent of the offices he leased. He...
Chapter Thirty-Seven – Malfoy’s Revenge Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mmf, mf, mmmf, x-gang, anal, cream pie, exhib, grope, hp, inc, magic, oral, preg, spank, unif, voy Hermione Granger was being followed. For the last month, she had been sure that Draco Malfoy and his cronies had been following her before, between and after classes. She knew only one...
Kate gently stroked Rick's cock through the thick fabric of his jeans. The movie they were watching had not raised their interest enough not to be interrupted by her groping his package as a sign of lust. Boring or not, rare were the occasions where a movie would keep them from fondling each other after more than twenty minutes.Kate unbuttoned Rick's jeans and freed his growing manhood from its cotton confinement. She laggardly pumped it, clenching her fist around it harder each time. They...
FemdomI know, this is a very fast moving story, but I hope you all enjoy it anyway. Revenge By Morpheus I stared into my empty shot glass for several minutes, before finally asking the bartender for "Another one" I was sitting in a smoke filled, half empty bar, determined to drink myself senseless. An overweight, balding man sat farther down the bar, looking just as miserable as me. I couldn't help but wondering what his story was, though I honestly didn't give a damn. I was...
I've found out that my wife is cheating on me and so far she and Josh don't know that I know. Josh by the way is – or was – my best friend. I know, I know, it is a cliché, but clichés get to be clichés because they happen so often. I had no idea of how I was going to handle it. The thing was that I couldn't understand why he was fucking my wife. Don't get me wrong here; my wife is definitely a hottie. She is in her mid-thirties and even after three kids she looks hot as hell in a bikini,...
500 Times Revenge Caution, there is a brutal revenge section in this story, and for those of you that say it can't happen or it's over the top…I beg to differ. In fact, the punishment I describe was reported in the Phoenix Times back in 2019, and was an actual event. Beginnings We met in our last year at university when I was out with friends. Sara was celebrating her 21st birthday when I met her at a local club in Nashville. I literally bumped into Sara as I walked by her table, knocking her...
Devonshire Street is nestled in a quiet suburban area of Lancashire. It contains an almost identical series of modest semi-detached houses, painted in a conforming range of non-flamboyant colors. Its residents are middle class, hard-working families, and the odd aging pensioner. Living together peacefully apart from the odd argument over loud children or car parking.The fly in the ointment for this peacefulness was William Kenny; he lived with his mother in number 20. Since his father left when...
FemdomWhile exploring some old maintenance tunnels under my college, I find several large barrels in an old unused storage room, connected to the water supply. “That’s strange” I thought, trying to figure out what could be in the barrel. The more I thought about it, the more worried I became. Something is clearly wrong. It’s in a place no one else knows about, and someone took the time to make sure that it didn’t look like recent work. I was here last month, and this wasn’t. I take out my phone...
Texas Dreams. Texas Nightmares. As the Randolf Corporation jet crosses the Atlantic, Manfred Randolf sleeps fitfully. He is tormented by recurrent dreams... He is standing a few yards from an oil derrick. High on the tower, he can see the Randolf Company logo, bright in the afternoon sun. As the drilling head turns, he can see fluid escaping from the joint beneath the blow-out preventer valve. The flow starts as a trickle and then builds and builds. In seconds the fluid is being forced out...
Darlene was shoved in the shoulder and woken up with a start. “Owen? Are you OK? What’s wrong?” She rolled onto her back and looked up at the man pacing up and down the length of the bed. Purposefully, she had the blankets fall further away from her bare breasts. That seemed to calm some men down, or at least repurpose how they were worked up. She wasn’t ready for the abruptness of the morning. Her head was throbbing from the liquor and one unlucky bankshot off the headboard. “My grandpa’s...
Heather and I had issues in our marriage, primarily due to our own insecurities and the new challenges of being parents. We did not handle it well. I let myself go and didn't care for her emotionally or physically. Heather, on the other hand, sought to reclaim and keep up her amazing body after the kids were born.She had come to realize that she could no longer live without attention, whether it was from her husband or someone else. Some soul searching caused Heather to recognize that she...
Wife LoversThis is a very short part, intentionally so, adds to the feel of it.. After Steven had walked Jacie home, he ambled along with a huge smile on his face. He had always fancied her, but no-one had even gotten close to her because of Jack. ‘What a fool!’ He thought to himself. ‘He lets Laura steal him away from Jacie in one night. Ah well, his loss, my gain.’ “What are you looking so happy about?” The voice startled him, making him stumble. “Ooops, falling for me all over again?” Said Laura...
Steven had only been away for four days, but Lyndsey missed him and missed him fucking her. Her Rampant Rabbit, a present from him on her last birthday had never had so much use. Right now she was laid on the bed, thinking about him and when she would see him next. He was currently on a plane coming back from a lads weekend in Spain. The thought of seeing him tomorrow after work was enough for her to open the drawer at the side of the bed and reach for her toy. Switching it on full speed she...
My name is Shikha.I am a sexy,slim,fair and hot girl of 25.Have got a slim figure but have a nice pair of boobs and round ass.I have this bad habit that I am more interested in having sex with boyfriends of my friends.This makes me feel more sexy and hot. The story started when I was in Delhi.It had been about 6 months in my new job and about the same time for my breakup with my boyfriend.My bf broke up with me due to friend kritika(girl) who told my bf about my past affairs.And from that...
Revenge The idea of this story came to me while I was writing the Escape series. So I thought of giving it a shot. Please be informed that I'm still trying to improve on my English and I'm relatively new to fiction writing. This would only be the second ongoing series (only if you guys wanted it to be continued) that I've done. Comments and feedbacks are very much appreciated. I hope you guys like it. Thanks. WARNING: This story contains TG, violence and surgery. The vengeful...
Slow Smoldering Revenge Helen was my boss. Around two years ago I had reason to question some tax advice she had provided to a client. At the time I was 59 and was a senior tax adviser for a major firm of accountants. To ensure accuracy it was necessary for advice to be checked by a second person, in my case by Helen, and in her case by the tax partner. Although I was Helen's junior I had considerable more experience than she did having worked for many year for a major bank and having...