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"Mars Demands Women"
A Piece of Fiction by Traveller
Chapter: 1
The alien up on the screen carried the buxom blonde as she shrieked in a way that would embarrass every b-movie actress working in Hollywood.
The movie's director Walter, a gambler who made a fortune out of it and got into the movie business, sat next to the actress gracing the screen. Tina Wray was a former burlesque performer turned stag fim favorite turned b- movie actress. Her lack of acting talent was very well covered up by her beautiful visage, blonde hair, blue eyes and attractive figure.
As that "weird b- science fiction tension music" filled the dark movie theater, Walter looked at his producers Mr and Mrs. Claw who clearly looked nervous. This made Walter squirm even more in his seat. Then he looked at Tina. Her face illuminated by the light of the projection, didn't show any reaction at all. Then to his surprise, she got up and went for the backdoor. Walter immideately got up and followed her outside.
"What's wrong, Tina?" he already knew the answer.
"Everything, Walt... Hollywood is nothing like the stag pictures. In my other films I had it easy. No dialogue, eight minutes of performance and that was it. I don't think I can take this anymore. Take after take... and for what? We have to admit it I'm not good at talkies"
"Honey, even Marlene Dietrich didn't make it instantly in talkies. I know it's hard work, but you'll get used to this new medium and everything will work out in the end"
Tina walked to the exit of Mei Ling's Chinese Theater. The clicking sound of her high heels echoed.
"I'll talk to you later" she said
"Want me to drive you home? You know, with the dissapearence of those other women in the city, recently, I don't think it's wise to go out alone"
"It's okay, Walt. My car is just across the street"
Walt didn't say anything as he watched Tina swing her hips in her hobble skirt. Her back seamed stocking clad long legs were visible through the slit in her skirt. Tina walked on the wet pavement, folding her arms in an attempt to protect herself from the cold wind and her loneliness. She noticed the piece of paper floating on a puddle of mud. The paper had a picture of a brunette woman in her mid twenties. The heading read "Missing: Paige Page". Tina looked at the smiling picture of the young woman. She had shared an apartment with her when she first came to Los Angeles. Paige dissapeared one night after she left a party without a trace. She wasn't the first to disappear. Women had been dissapearing all over town in the last eight days. The authorities were left without a clue and couldn't come up with anything.Tina suddenly felt uneasy and quickly went towards her car. Just as she was about to get in her car, Tina noticed some kind of glow and when she looked up, she saw a flying object which passed over the buildings. Shocked, she dropped her purse and as if she's been hypnotized, she went through the dark alley to follow the flying saucer. The unidentified object just stood there, suspened in the sky. Tina was amazed at this sight. Then on instinct she made a move to run but it was too late. A beam of light yielded by the flying saucer surrounded her. Tina immideately fainted and her body was lifted in the air by the beam of light and she was transported inside the unidentified object. Then, the flying object dissapeared into the night sky.
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Paige Page woke up to find herself lying on a steel table of some sorts. The room was filled with weird looking objects and high tech devices. The walls and the ceiling were covered with mirrors. Paige looked at her reflection on the ceiling. She was naked and her hands and feet were strapped to the corners of the table. A black band covered her mouth. She squealed as she felt the cold feeling caused by the steel, take over her body. For the last couple of days, Paige had been waking up to find herself bound and gagged on various weird machines. Her captors all resembled Cary Grant and Gypsy Rose Lee clad in tight bodyhugging catsuits. Paige's body was weak because of the constant stimulation caused by the "tests" performed on her by the mysterious captors. Paige was startled as the table began rotating and came to a stop at a standing positon. She could hear her own breathing. Then a buzzing noise filled the room and a device which resembled a silver dildo with a pump attached to it's head appeared from a hole on the table, right between her legs. It began moving towards her sex as Paige yelled into her gag. The pump was covered with some type of gel and it began rubbing against her clit. Soon Paige found herself moaning uncontrollably. A drop of her own juice slid down her leg. Her nipples were hard as the cool air brushed past them. The pump slowly entered her vagina and began inflating inside her. Paige felt a tingling sensation in her crotch. She didn't notice the buttplug-like piece attached to the device. She moaned in surprise as the plug went inside her asshole and began vibrating. Paige moaned helplessly as the pump inside her deflated for a few seconds, only to inflate again. This process went on for what it felt like hours to her. She felt the pump inflating then deflating inside her. Paige's body responded strongly. turning a shade of red. Soon there was a puddle of her juices on the floor. Paige closed her eyes and her toes curled as she had a powerful orgasm which took hold of her body.
On the other side of the mirror, two people in labcoats took notes and entered data into computers.
"The scale is going crazy. She's responding like she never did before" a man reported to a woman clad in a similar looking lab coat which gave a peek of her catsuit that had holes, revealing her nipples and tummy.
"Excellent. They have the new one waiting in the silent room" the woman said with a smile as she punched buttons on a calculator like device.
Chapter: 2
In the dark, empty room, Tina stood naked on the tip of her toes. Her whole body ached because of the position she had been forced to endure. The steel collar around her slender neck had an iron bar attached to it. The other end of the bar was cuffed to her ankles so her head was almost touching her knees. A butthook inside her tiny hole was tied to the ceiling. Tina tried her best to keep her balance. The way she was bent and the hook in her butt gave her no room to struggle. Also there were wires attached to her nipples with tiny strips of black tape. The wires were connected to her collar which seemed to have a timer of some sorts on it.
"HHHLMMMFFF!!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. But the shiny black ball, held in place with a head harness, muffled every helpless call she managed to utter.
A drop of sweat ran down her inner thigh, but Tina couldn't make a movement to get rid of that annoying ticklish feeling. She tried to raise her head just a bit to see her surroundings. But the moment she moved her head, the timer on her collar ticked and three short shocks were sent to her nipples. However, the shocks, to her surprise, didn't hurt her nipples but created a sexual frenzy between her legs. Not expecting this sexual stimulation, Tina closed her eyes and jerked her head which caused more of that orgasmic shocks to be sent throughout her body.Tina moaned into her gag, drooling uncontrollably. Tina mewed helplessly as the light in the room were turned on. She heard footsteps approach her. Then she sensed a hand massaging her asscheeks and gently removing the cruel butthook. The same hand carrassed the nape of her neck and off came the collar and the gag. She looked up to see a man who very much looked like a young Paul Newman.
"It's an honor to have you here, Ms. Wray" he smiled. "I'm a big fan of your work"
"We're not in L.A.? Right?"
"We're heading for Mars, the red planet as you know. Please don't panic Ms. Wray. I'm Tim Ravell the captain of this ship"
"Tim? That doesn't sound like a Martian name"
"This language I'm using to communicate with you is not Martianese either"
Tim pointed to a small device he took out of his pocket. "You see we're using a translator of some sorts to translate our language to any other language. And it seems the translation of my name corresponds to a Tim Ravell"
A woman entered the room and knelt infront of Tina. She cuffed her hands with shackles which had a long chain that linked to another set of cuffs which were applied to her ankles.
"Why... why am I here?"
"Please don't be alarmed. You probably have questions of your own. They'll all be answered. But for the time being, Ms. Peel here will lead you to your room"
Tim Ravell gently pushed back the gag in Tina's mouth.
"MMMM!" she protested.
"Don't worry I'll keep an eye on how you're treated" Tim carressed her cheek.
Her shackles rattling, Tina followed behind Ms. Peel, who kept tugging on her leash. They kept passing identical looking doors in a very large hallway. They stopped infront of a door which had a tag on it that read; 1933. Ms. Peel punched a few buttons on the door.
"You'll be staying here" Peel said as she pushed Tina inside. Before Tina could react the door was closed.
Her eyes scanned the environment. The room reminded Tina of the film set of a movie she starred in. It was about a princess who was abducted to be sold into slavery. The room was an exact replica of the princess' bedroom with the high ceilings, the enormous double bed with soft pillows, the huge windows with their drawn curtains. Tina couldn't help but smile at the irony.
"Welcome aboard, sugah" a female voice said.
Tina looked at the far corner of the room. A leggy blonde with long curly hair, clad in spaghetti strap sandals and ancient harem attire, emerged from the bathroom. She had shackles around her wrists and ankles exactly like Tina's. Her accent is Texan with odd traces of English.
"I'm Heather" the blonde smiled as she removed Tina's gag.
"Tina" the hapless damsel murmured as Heather cleaned the drool caused by the gag.
"Guess you met Paul Newman and his crew already"
"Why..."
"I don't know why we're here" Heather interrupted "Paul... Tim Ravell said..."
"Said your questions will be answered later" Tina completed Heather's sentence. They giggled nervously.
"On the meantime though, you can enjoy your stay. They have first class roomservice here"
Heather noticed Tina trying to cover up her breasts and lower private parts with her hands.
"But first let's get you something to wear. Something comfortable" she winked.
Tina smiled. Somehow she felt safe and relaxed.
"Mars Demands Women"
A Piece of Fiction by Traveller
Chapter:
1
The
alien up on the screen carried the buxom blonde as she shrieked in a way that
would embarrass every b-movie actress working in Hollywood.
The
movie's director Walter, a gambler who made a fortune out of it and got into
the movie business, sat next to the actress gracing the screen. Tina Wray was a
former burlesque performer turned stag fim favorite turned b- movie actress.
Her lack of acting talent was very well covered up by her beautiful visage,
blonde hair, blue eyes and attractive figure.
As
that "weird b- science fiction tension music" filled the dark movie
theater, Walter looked at his producers Mr and Mrs. Claw who clearly looked
nervous. This made Walter squirm even more in his seat. Then he looked at Tina.
Her face illuminated by the light of the projection, didn't show any reaction
at all. Then to his surprise, she got up and went for the backdoor. Walter
immideately got up and followed her outside.
"What's
wrong, Tina?" he already knew the answer.
"Everything,
Walt... Hollywood is nothing like the stag pictures. In my other films I had it
easy. No dialogue, eight minutes of performance and that was it. I don't think
I can take this anymore. Take after take... and for what? We have to admit it
I'm not good at talkies"
"Honey,
even Marlene Dietrich didn't make it instantly in talkies. I know it's hard
work, but you'll get used to this new medium and everything will work out in
the end"
Tina
walked to the exit of Mei Ling's Chinese Theater. The clicking sound of her
high heels echoed.
"I'll
talk to you later" she said
"Want
me to drive you home? You know, with the dissapearence of those other women in
the city, recently, I don't think it's wise to go out alone"
"It's
okay, Walt. My car is just across the street"
Walt
didn't say anything as he watched Tina swing her hips in her hobble skirt. Her
back seamed stocking clad long legs were visible through the slit in her skirt.
Tina walked on the wet pavement, folding her arms in an attempt to protect
herself from the cold wind and her loneliness. She noticed the piece of paper
floating on a puddle of mud. The paper had a picture of a brunette woman in her
mid twenties. The heading read "Missing: Paige Page". Tina looked at
the smiling picture of the young woman. She had shared an apartment with her
when she first came to Los Angeles. Paige dissapeared one night after she left
a party without a trace. She wasn't the first to disappear. Women had been
dissapearing all over town in the last eight days. The authorities were left
without a clue and couldn't come up with anything.Tina suddenly felt uneasy and
quickly went towards her car. Just as she was about to get in her car, Tina
noticed some kind of glow and when she looked up, she saw a flying object which
passed over the buildings. Shocked, she dropped her purse and as if she's been
hypnotized, she went through the dark alley to follow the flying saucer. The
unidentified object just stood there, suspened in the sky. Tina was amazed at
this sight. Then on instinct she made a move to run but it was too late. A beam
of light yielded by the flying saucer surrounded her. Tina immideately fainted
and her body was lifted in the air by the beam of light and she was transported
inside the unidentified object. Then, the flying object dissapeared into the
night sky.
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Paige
Page woke up to find herself lying on a steel table of some sorts. The room was
filled with weird looking objects and high tech devices. The walls and the
ceiling were covered with mirrors. Paige looked at her reflection on the
ceiling. She was naked and her hands and feet were strapped to the corners of
the table. A black band covered her mouth. She squealed as she felt the cold
feeling caused by the steel, take over her body. For the last couple of days,
Paige had been waking up to find herself bound and gagged on various weird
machines. Her captors all resembled Cary Grant and Gypsy Rose Lee clad in tight
bodyhugging catsuits. Paige's body was weak because of the constant stimulation
caused by the "tests" performed on her by the mysterious captors. Paige
was startled as the table began rotating and came to a stop at a standing
positon. She could hear her own breathing. Then a buzzing noise filled the room
and a device which resembled a silver dildo with a pump attached to it's head
appeared from a hole on the table, right between her legs. It began moving
towards her sex as Paige yelled into her gag. The pump was covered with some
type of gel and it began rubbing against her clit. Soon Paige found herself
moaning uncontrollably. A drop of her own juice slid down her leg. Her nipples
were hard as the cool air brushed past them. The pump slowly entered her vagina
and began inflating inside her. Paige felt a tingling sensation in her crotch.
She didn't notice the buttplug-like piece attached to the device. She moaned in
surprise as the plug went inside her asshole and began vibrating. Paige moaned
helplessly as the pump inside her deflated for a few seconds, only to inflate
again. This process went on for what it felt like hours to her. She felt the
pump inflating then deflating inside her. Paige's body responded strongly.
turning a shade of red. Soon there was a puddle of her juices on the floor.
Paige closed her eyes and her toes curled as she had a powerful orgasm which
took hold of her body.
On
the other side of the mirror, two people in labcoats took notes and entered
data into computers.
"The
scale is going crazy. She's responding like she never did before" a man
reported to a woman clad in a similar looking lab coat which gave a peek of her
catsuit that had holes, revealing her nipples and tummy.
"Excellent.
They have the new one waiting in the silent room" the woman said with a
smile as she punched buttons on a calculator like device.
Chapter:
2
In
the dark, empty room, Tina stood naked on the tip of her toes. Her whole body
ached because of the position she had been forced to endure. The steel collar
around her slender neck had an iron bar attached to it. The other end of the
bar was cuffed to her ankles so her head was almost touching her knees. A
butthook inside her tiny hole was tied to the ceiling. Tina tried her best to
keep her balance. The way she was bent and the hook in her butt gave her no
room to struggle. Also there were wires attached to her nipples with tiny
strips of black tape. The wires were connected to her collar which seemed to
have a timer of some sorts on it.
"HHHLMMMFFF!!!"
she yelled at the top of her lungs. But the shiny black ball, held in place
with a head harness, muffled every helpless call she managed to utter.
A
drop of sweat ran down her inner thigh, but Tina couldn't make a movement to
get rid of that annoying ticklish feeling. She tried to raise her head just a
bit to see her surroundings. But the moment she moved her head, the timer on
her collar ticked and three short shocks were sent to her nipples. However, the
shocks, to her surprise, didn't hurt her nipples but created a sexual frenzy
between her legs. Not expecting this sexual stimulation, Tina closed her eyes
and jerked her head which caused more of that orgasmic shocks to be sent
throughout her body.Tina moaned into her gag, drooling uncontrollably. Tina
mewed helplessly as the light in the room were turned on. She heard footsteps
approach her. Then she sensed a hand massaging her asscheeks and gently
removing the cruel butthook. The same hand carrassed the nape of her neck and off
came the collar and the gag. She looked up to see a man who very much looked
like a young Paul Newman.
"It's
an honor to have you here, Ms. Wray" he smiled. "I'm a big fan of
your work"
"We're
not in L.A.? Right?"
"We're
heading for Mars, the red planet as you know. Please don't panic Ms. Wray. I'm
Tim Ravell the captain of this ship"
"Tim?
That doesn't sound like a Martian name"
"This
language I'm using to communicate with you is not Martianese either"
Tim
pointed to a small device he took out of his pocket. "You see we're using
a translator of some sorts to translate our language to any other language. And
it seems the translation of my name corresponds to a Tim Ravell"
A
woman entered the room and knelt infront of Tina. She cuffed her hands with
shackles which had a long chain that linked to another set of cuffs which were
applied to her ankles.
"Why...
why am I here?"
"Please
don't be alarmed. You probably have questions of your own. They'll all be
answered. But for the time being, Ms. Peel here will lead you to your
room"
Tim
Ravell gently pushed back the gag in Tina's mouth.
"MMMM!"
she protested.
"Don't
worry I'll keep an eye on how you're treated" Tim carressed her cheek.
Her
shackles rattling, Tina followed behind Ms. Peel, who kept tugging on her
leash. They kept passing identical looking doors in a very large hallway. They
stopped infront of a door which had a tag on it that read; 1933. Ms. Peel
punched a few buttons on the door.
"You'll
be staying here" Peel said as she pushed Tina inside. Before Tina could
react the door was closed.
Her
eyes scanned the environment. The room reminded Tina of the film set of a movie
she starred in. It was about a princess who was abducted to be sold into
slavery. The room was an exact replica of the princess' bedroom with the high
ceilings, the enormous double bed with soft pillows, the huge windows with
their drawn curtains. Tina couldn't help but smile at the irony.
"Welcome
aboard, sugah" a female voice said.
Tina
looked at the far corner of the room. A leggy blonde with long curly hair, clad
in spaghetti strap sandals and ancient harem attire, emerged from the bathroom.
She had shackles around her wrists and ankles exactly like Tina's. Her accent
is Texan with odd traces of English.
"I'm
Heather" the blonde smiled as she removed Tina's gag.
"Tina"
the hapless damsel murmured as Heather cleaned the drool caused by the gag.
"Guess
you met Paul Newman and his crew already"
"Why..."
"I
don't know why we're here" Heather interrupted "Paul... Tim Ravell
said..."
"Said
your questions will be answered later" Tina completed Heather's sentence.
They giggled nervously.
"On
the meantime though, you can enjoy your stay. They have first class roomservice
here"
Heather
noticed Tina trying to cover up her breasts and lower private parts with her
hands.
"But
first let's get you something to wear. Something comfortable" she winked.
Tina
smiled. Somehow she felt safe and relaxed.
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Hello everybody, I am a 27 yrs old married women & this is my story. I am working in a very reputed AD agency in Bangalore which has it’s head office in Delhi & I have a very good friend of mine, she is also married & working with me & when I told her about my affairs she encouraged me to post my story in ISS & before she told me about this site I did not know that such a site existed. I am posting this true story of mine for all you readers enjoyment & specially for those married women who...
It was during the summer some years ago when the next story happened.My wife was away a fortnight, she made a holiday trip together with some of her friends, and because of our "livestock" (a few cats and a dog) I volunteered to stay at home, and relax in my own way.It was a good summer, plenty of sunshine, not to hot during the day, not to chilly in the nights. I did some things I had planned for some time, and never got to do, and had a good feeling about it. In the evenings I watched some...
Marsha was having a small but intimate dinner for four of closest friends. She whipped up some exotic food for them. She knew that they would arriving soon, so she hopped in the shower. She put on some lace underwear and her finest perfume. She was hoping that her fantasy would come true. She so desperately wanted to know how it felt to have another woman taste her and feel her mouth against her slender body. Marsha knew that Harmony and Jessica had experimented in High School with each other...
I was a Sergeant in the Army National Guard. We had been sent on our two week annual training to a camp that was right next to the town my old friend Marsha lived in. We arrived on a Saturday afternoon and were assigned to barracks on the camp. However we were told that training would last every day from early morning until about 1800 hours each day. That was perfect for me. I could spend each evening with Marsha, go back to the barracks at 1100 hours, and then get up at the regular reveille...
BisexualWhen I paid my bill I got up and got on the elevator to go up to my room. Just before the doors closed a hand shot through the gap to hold the lift. The man from the bar quietly boarded and gave me a polite nod of greeting. He reached for the panel but saw that I'd already pressed the button for his floor. "Fourteen?" he asked in a calm tone. I nodded and waited for the box to jolt to life. We got to our floor without any other stops and we both stepped out and headed in the same...
Marsha's back ached from the slumped position she kept while hovering over the stack of bills and bank statements. She habit of leaving all her bookkeeping for one marathon session worked fine for all the days she did not have to do it. When, at the last possible moment, she forced herself to do the chore she found it overwhelming. It took immense concentration for the woman to keep the figures straight, which accounted for her not knowing where Curly, her pet Poodle, was at any given moment....
He was sitting at the bar working on a longneck when I slid onto the stool next to him. The barmaid came over and I ordered a Coors Light and then turned my attention to the game on the TV that was mounted high on the wall at the end of the bar. The Giants were leading the Rockies 3 to 1 in the top of the eighth and the Rockies were up. There was one out and they had a man on first. Knowing the Rockies and their history I knew the game could still go either way. The count on Helton was three...
"Now that's your Dad has left for work, I want us to have a little talk," she said as she sat on the opposite end of the sofa from Trent who took a gulp of soda and looked very much at ease. "Sure, Marsha. Dad said you wanted to talk with me." "What happened the other night at the drive-in was..." "Hot!" he grinned broadly. "Really hot! You've got one hell of a body, Marsha." "Wait a minute. That's what I want to talk about -- er, not my body, but what happened." "Hey, no...
Unlike the endless waiting she had experienced with Randy and Trent, Marsha knew she was with child within only a few days. The nausea and fatigue became her constant companions. The home pregnancy test confirmed what she already knew and she was beaming when next she saw Dan. He seemed pleased but warned her she needed to plan out very carefully what would come next. She again asked if he would be the child's godfather to which he eagerly agreed. As she was leaving Marsha was taken by...
Marsha's life became one of extremes. On the one hand her relationship with Chris blossomed. Even though she knew it could not last forever the two had grown close, closer than she had ever been with Randy. They shared not only a bed but a life together. Their laughter often filled the small trailer and each cherished the other's company whenever they went out. Marsha had come to adore his warm smile, his quick laughter and his thoughtfulness, something she certainly could never have...
A few more days passed and the same thing continued to happen, Amy and her husband were constantly tore up about the bills and money situation and every time I was around Bri was attached to my side doing anything she could for me. I thought I would like to see exactly where this was heading but wasn’t exactly sure how to go about it. As fate would have it the next Friday would provide me a perfect opportunity. Amy called me about noon asking for a favor, her and her husband had been called...
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Kapitel 1 "Du musst Steve Harris sein. Mein Name ist Lamar DuBois. Ich arbeite in der Computertechnik." "Freut mich, dich kennenzulernen. Lamar, ich weiß nicht, was passiert ist, dass das verdammte Ding abgestürzt ist und ich es nicht wieder zum laufen bringen kann." "Kein Problem, Mann, ist das da deine Frau?" "Ja." "Sie ist wunderschön, wenn es dir nichts ausmacht, wenn ich das sage." "Nein, das macht mir nichts aus und danke." Lamar gefiel das Bild. Die Frau auf dem Bild hatte Wanderschuhe,...
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Carol began to finger my wet pussy with more vigour now. Her fingers deep inside of me.. all the time she was doing this, she was sucking greedily on my nipples. she pulled her wet fingers out and forced them into my mouth. I sucked them almost ravenously.. savouring my pussy juice on her fingers, she then moved in to kiss me. Our lips met and her tongue probed my mouth as she enjoyed the taste of my pussy on my lips.Her hand then wrapped around her strap on, and with her hand wrapped around...
Eddy came in and said, "Sam, it's great to see you up and about! They told me it would be a couple more days afore you could walk on your own, but I see that they were wrong. Are you ready to go home?" Sam nodded yes and Eddy helped him to stand. They went out to Eddy's carriage with Sam's arm over Eddy's shoulder and Eddy's arm around Sam's waist. Sam hated to look so weak in public, but he was grateful for the support. They climbed into the carriage and were driven to Sam's...
Eddy now had a bodyguard! He knew about the off-duty deputy who followed him everywhere—he couldn't even visit the outhouse without having his bodyguard check it first! Eddy was amused, at first, but the whole thing was kind of ridiculous. The bodyguard tried to stay out of the way and be inconspicuous, but did you ever see an amateur TRY to be inconspicuous? Everybody in Sacramento knew that Eddy had a bodyguard and who it was, but almost everybody approved and cooperated. The few who...
A few nights later they took him to the drive-in movie with them. The small drive-in was one of the few left in the state and Randy wanted Trent to experience movies ala outdoors. The three sat in the front seat, Marsha between the two Kahn men. The movie was a stupid slasher flick with the usual blood and gore and victims doing the most idiotic things to put themselves in danger. They were all laughing half way through and would have become bored if there hadn't been a fair amount of sexual...
A few days later Randy and Marsha waved goodbye to Trent as his bus pulled out taking him back to his mother. Marsha thought about last night, their final night together after Randy had left for work. "We both want this to be something special," she said, almost tongue-tied with emotion. "I wonder if I could ask a favor." "Of course," he replied. "Both of us know the evening will end in bed. It's hard to believe. I never thought I'd say this when you first won the bet, but I ... I...
Marsha had never been as miserable in her entire life. Losing Dan had been heart breaking and her rape by Trent had been disturbing, but the discovery of Randy's secret sex activity and the divorce had absolutely devastated her. The marriage she had dreamed of and tried to live had come crashing down around her. Her previous job which had helped supplement their income was now inadequate to provide totally for the two of them. She had interviewed at four different companies but all, while...
Marsha awoke naked in Chris' arms the next morning, sexually sated as perhaps never before, yet troubled. It was Saturday so there was no rush to wake him. Slipping out of bed, she donned a robe and made her way to the kitchen and began brewing some coffee. In the cold light of day she realized that last night had been a mistake -- a major mistake. Yes, she had been depressed and, yes, the alcohol hadn't helped any either and, yes, she had to admit she found Chris to be extremely handsome...
Judy and her friend Sally, both in the their 60s and demanding older women. Judy was my mother in law and knew I liked bondage when she found my hidden material while sitting at our house. Now they had me for the week to use as they liked at any time. She had me strip then masturbate while the watched. Both laying back in large soft chairs with the legs spread. In silk lingerie showing the curves of the breast and split up to the thighs. My cock was hard as I looked at them pulling hard on my...
Adwomen A Short Story By Maryanne Peters Siobhan and I had gone through a similar education for a career in advertising. We shared a modest apartment in the city. We were both young and ambitious, and short of money. The only real differences were that she was a woman, and I wasn't; and I had talent, and she didn't. So, imagine my private disgust when she got a prime job at the Garret Agency, and I was still only free-lancing. She got the job because she was what I was not. ...
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The Photograph The Photograph This story is all a reaction to a photograph I saw in National Geographic Magazine. Sometime in the 1980 NG did an an article on modern Japan. The purpose of the shot was to illustrate how the impact of population density and the scarcity of open land impacts the society. It showed two women in formal equestrian attire seated atop mechanical horses on front of a large projector television. The shot featured the mechanical equines with the image of a green...
On Friday Mary set the time for her and Jerome to get together for the first time. They agreed that he would follow her in his car to the road behind her house. He would then park his car on the strip mall lot and get into her car. That way she could pull directly into her house garage. Once the door to the garage closed they would exit the car and move into the house. He would leave the same way. That way no one would know she had a man, especially a black man, in her car or her house or her...
or "Happiest Guy On Campus" Chapter 1: Proposition "What!?" wasn't a terribly snappy response but the question had come out of left field, so "What!?" was the best I could manage on the spur of the moment. "We want you to be our first," Julie said again, sitting down across from me in the dorm floor's kitchen, smiling her enigmatic smile. Making a great leap of understanding (or was it outrageous, lustful hope?) I asked and at the same time answered the obvious question: "You...
Reddit Women of Color, aka r/WomenOfColor/! I must say that multiracial bitches pack quite a punch when it comes to the stuff they strut. It’s not that I have anything against white bitches. In fact, I don’t give a fuck about busting a nut into white bitches. But let me be honest. Mixed race bitches often pass off as sexier and more exotic compared to your ordinary white neighborhood whores. I am not sure what is your take on this. But fuck you! I don’t give a fuck about your fucking take....
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His new Housekeeper Freda was a complete asset. She settled in to the work and took over all the housekeeping, and cooking leaving Tony to pursue the renovation of his home. She did not seem to mind how many hours she put in, and they soon reached a new agreement where she would take two of the spare bedrooms for her and her daughter Joan and they would live in... Her daughter Joan frequently came to help Tony with his work on the house, and soon they became firm friends. After a while Tony...
Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Xerathalasia – Ruins of Khan, Kingdom of Haz I smiled as I led my party into the ruins of the dwarven fortress of Khan. The wide entrance that pierced the thick, stone wall led to a courtyard. The ground had been covered by paving stones, yet despite that plants and trees had grown. The tree roots buckled up the thick paving stones. Swaths of dirt, pushed in by centuries of weather, allowed grasses and shrubs to grow. Nature reclaimed what the dwarves...
"That damned marshal in Sacramento must be killed. The longer he lives, the more we are laughed at. We cannot tolerate this continual loss of face!" "Very well, Master, but what should we do? We have sent in some of our best assassins and they have failed." "I am too busy to worry about this matter! It is your job as my assistant to solve the small problems while I work on the larger matters at hand. I order you to resolve this worrisome gnat with all possible dispatch!" "Yes,...