My Weekend With Dawn Sunday Afternoon With Autumn
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Tani had returned from her mission explaining that after carefully surveying the site it was found to be a bust. None suspected where she had really been or what her real mission was. Two days later Steve had returned and given his speech. With the two of them present, again the community was complete once more. Lynn and Misty had spread the word of Tani's piercings so that everyone knew of them with the exception of the older adults and the children. The two of them talked to Tani...
Seth returned late the next afternoon and Rain met him at the dock. Seth smiled as the small woman approached. Rain stopped about two feet in front of him and his smile vanished as she looked up at him and told him of the new sleeping arrangements. "This will not work," he said in his booming voice as he looked down on her. "It will work, the four of us will make it work," Rain said and then continued, "Tonight you are going to fuck Autumn." "I will not. I have no desire to have sex...
This is the central hub for a collection of one-shots and branches set in a single fictional world, Autumn. These tales can be read in effectively any order, and require no introduction. If you want to leap right in, go ahead. Otherwise, a short primer is printed below. Table of Contents I - (Male God) walking out of the endless wilderness. I - A (very bottomheavy) adventuring party sets out to investigate. III - (Shy Stamen) takes command as an (Imperial) admiral! III - (Cute Male) superweapon...
FantasyI will just call her Autumn, because she deserves to remain incognito. My aunt and uncle would have me over every summer, and a few times throughout the year to hang out with my cousin Autumn. She is a year and a few months younger than me, and was very much an athlete, everything from field hockey, soccer and tennis, to my favorite gymnastics. From as early as I can remember, she was a gymnast, and obviously, as a red blooded boy, I enjoyed going to her meets, watching all the hotties in...
I will just call her Autumn, because she deserves to remain incognito. My aunt and uncle would have me over every summer, and a few times throughout the year to hang out with my cousin Autumn. She is a year and a few months younger than me, and was very much an athlete, everything from field hockey, soccer and tennis, to my favorite gymnastics. From as early as I can remember, she was a gymnast, and obviously, as a red blooded boy, I enjoyed going to her meets, watching all the hotties in...
Watching the leaves tumble slowly, softly, silently to the ground, of course I thought of her. I thought of her beside me, snuggled into the hood of her jacket, pretending not to be cold. She would sit just looking at the trees, her eyes alight with wonder, like a small child. And she would run, kicking at the drifts of fallen leaves, laughing and gasping as they crackled and crunched beneath her feet, barely noticing the misting rain, creating a halo as it settled on her hair. A line from a...
Ben and Dave were brothers who now co-owned their Dad's old hunting shack in northern Wisconson. Dad was gone, but the boys tried to get up there whenever they could. Both were all grown up, living in different towns and working very different jobs. Dave was married and had two sons, worked 9 to 5 at a legal firm, and had weekends off. Ben, 2 years older, was single, worked shift work at a manufacturing firm, and usually worked weekends. They tried to hunt together at least twice each...
Watching the leaves tumble slowly, softly, silently to the ground, of course I thought of her. I thought of her beside me, snuggled into the hood of her jacket, pretending not to be cold. She would sit just looking at the trees; her eyes alight with wonder, like a small child. And she would run, kicking at the drifts of fallen leaves, laughing and gasping as they crackled and crunched beneath her feet, barely noticing the misting rain, creating a halo as it settled on her hair. A line from a...
NOTE #1: If you are offended by stories that lack crude, foul, or profane language, then this story is not for you. Likewise, if you are looking for descriptions of explicit sex or violent and aggressive behavior, you will have to look elsewhere. NOTE #2: This story is my property, but you may post it anywhere that makes it available to readers for free. If you do post it somewhere, please include all of it, including the comments and glossary that appear after the story. And please...
As the sun was coming over Lake Michigan, I glanced over at this handsome man lying next to me in my bed. I had not slept a wink at all during the night. I had come to bed about 10:30 and had tossed & turned all night long. I wanted to sleep so badly but it looked like it wasn’t going to happen, not tonight anyway. Well I could hear him breathing in a deep rhythmic tone. You may be asking yourself, why is she talking like he is somebody new? Well, maybe that is because he is. Well, new to me...
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If mine heart have been deceived by a woman, or if I have laid wait at my neighbor's door; Then let my wife grind unto another, and let others bow down upon her. Job 32:9-10 Cleveland—January 1965 Hal held up two fingers; the bartender saw him. Hand signals were easier than yelling over the noise in the crowded bar. Outside, the snowstorm turned into a blizzard. No one would get in or out of town that night. For a while, Hal had been afraid he would be sleeping in the hotel...
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Michael leaned over and spoke in her ear, “What do you want to drink?” His breath in her are distracted her and she sat dazed for a second, finally what he said sunk in and she said, “I don’t know. I don’t drink enough to know what I like.” With a grin, Michael asked, “Do you want what they’re having?” She had heard the word tequila and knew that it was out of the question. Michael could not control her if she had tequila. She spoke up, “No. You only wish.” Turning toward the...
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He was a beautiful boy. He’d been in the games shop fronting on Hendricks Avenue in the San Marco district of Jacksonville, Florida, in a bend of the St. Johns River, about half dozen times in the last two months. He always came at the same time, about 7:30 p.m. It was late, even in the summer, for a beautiful fourteen-year-old boy like this to be out alone, especially in the red light district of San Marco, and Lew, the proprietor of the games shop, had asked the boy about this. That’s how he...
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A SINGLE FLOOR LAMP cast its soft white light in one corner, the living room shadowed and dark. To my left the gas fire flickered with an orange-red flame providing no heat, only ambiance. On the stereo, Enigma played, volume on low. I sipped an imported Steam Whistle lager and studied the iPad in my lap. Light rain spotted the large windows. Occasional gusts of wind rattled them. New York was experiencing one of its many days of bad weather. Oddly enough, at night I liked it. Sitting in a...
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by Milliemoon "So you can see my problem. I know you are usually busy on Friday nights but I just wondered..." My mom, Sandra, seemed to run out of steam and sat back heavily on the sofa as I stood and looked at her. "You want me to go with you to your company's annual dinner and dance?" I guess the astonishment sounded in my voice because she shook her head. "No, no, it's ok, I'll see if Jean can come with me." Jean was my mother's best friend, a lovely lady, but somehow not the best...
Seeing her PJs fall down in front of me was really hot. I touched myself while imagining all her clothes coming off. The next weekend I found myself alone with my sister in the living room. I guess none of her friends had been available. I had really wanted to see her dancing again. “No music tonight?” I asked. “I bet you’re sick of it,” she said. “Nah, it’s cool. Put some on.” She gave me a funny look. “Why?” “Because I’m bored.” She smirked. “Are you gonna dance with me?” I...
After reading the story In the Pink by Argus, I decided to write something myself along those lines. I hope to make this an ongoing series if I see enough interest in it. I had a lot of fun writing this, so I hope people do || I'd like to thank Argus for letting me sponge, and I'd like to thank my friend Car2nage for helping me write this. If you have any questions, my email is [email protected] The Fall of Autumnsville: Chapter 1 "There are about two more boxes. Think...
I had to smile as I walked out of the guest bedroom. "Grown up? Um, yeah," I thought to myself. It had started out as a typical Saturday night. I was very much a fly-under-the-radar guy. No need to throw my wild times in my parents' faces, but Saturdays were for going out. Tonight I would spend it out drinking and maybe dancing with some nice looking girls. I wasn't much of a dancer. In fact I felt like a complete douche trying to do it, but if you want to meet the nice looking girls your...
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It's the little things that make the difference. Jumping into bed together might have proved fun and erotic, but small intimacies make anticipation almost unbearable and intensify desire. I held my daughter's hand as we explored the cavernous depths of the Natural History Museum in the morning. I drew her attention to items with a soft, intimate touch of her arm. I steered her through crowds with a gentle hand on her lower back or by leading her by the hand. As we admired displays I let my...
Last week I met one of the most sensous grannies in my life. Jane is a thin blond, with very small breasts, but she makes up for with the shapeliest legs and nicest ass of any of my grannies. Jane loves to dance and it is amazing to see her sensual movements on the dance floor. She is such a good dancer she will go out with a group of older grannies. Because of a shortage of men, sometimes a group of them will get on the dance floor and just dance with each other. This is where I first met...
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I had gone with Laura to that bar. My girlfriend had told me it was a place for black men and I felt my pussy tingling when she said it.My loving hubby was on a business trip out of town, so I accepted Laura’s challenge; she wanted me getting fucked by a black guy tonight…I had chosen to wear tight jeans and a very tight top, with stilettos.As I danced with Laura, my round butt was twisting and turning.I knew that I was attracting every male look there and I loved it.The dancing was getting...
Hi! I am Somi from Kolkata and I am a 21 year old girl, working .That morning I was out to my office. There were already very few people on the roads as it was continuously drizzling for 2 days at a stretch. I had to go to my office as I did not want to waste an allotted leave just for the sake that it was raining very hard but as my train entered Howrah station, it started raining very heavy. I was worried on how I would reach VIP road. The train stopped at car shade for just ten minutes or...
I sat at the table nursing my Pabst, rubbing my ankle and watching Shayna dance. I swear that woman was conceived on a dance floor and was born to spend her life on one. I didn't look around to verify it, but I would have been willing to bet that most of the eyes in the place were on her and her partner. Not that he had anything to do with it. Shay made every man she danced with look like Fred Astaire or Gene Kelly even if they had two left feet. Normally I would have been the one out there...
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You and I decide to get dressed up and head out dancing. I tell you to pick out my clothes and that you can make me as hot as you want me to be. You pick a sexy little black dress with small heals. The dress shows off my shoulders and back. You tell me you want to show me off and that we are going to pick a couple that we like and flirt with them. We have a drink before we head out. When we arrive, the club is somewhat packed. We walk around the bar and you choose a seat next to a cute...
DANCING FOR MS. COUGAR.On the weekends, Chris was a male stripper at a trendy club that catered to upscale females. He was called a stripper, but most of the time, he worked totally naked. Legally, the club was in an unincorporated part of the city, so law enforcement was very lax, but the location of the club was quite close to very affluent parts of the city, so lots of women found it convenient to pass a few hours at the club. Even though he had only been hired two weeks previously, Chris...
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Afrooz bounced as he wrestled with the steering wheel of the refurbished white 2003 Toyota Tacoma. The pickup truck with an extended cab fought back with the rocky, uneven, & obnoxious trailways of rural Afghanistan. The bearded Dari man rode along with a former ‘bacha’, or dancing boy called Nek. The two men arrived at a collection of small huts. There were youngsters outside playing.“What do you think,” the man with a rugged, light-brown complexion asked.“He will be good,” Nek...
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(This story is inspired by a idea in “Hot August Night “ parts 1 and 2 by Ona-Edge.) Since I was doing taxes I sent my Katy out dancing with her best friend Cindy of a Friday night. Cindy is lesbian, a cousin of mine who was bridesmaid at our wedding. We did nothing kinky, it was a coincidence that my future wife went to high school and college with my cousin. Cindy was finally getting over a tough breakup. She was finally up to going out again and they both liked to dance at this lesbian...
‘I am now going to place my penis in your mouth.’ Annabel was appalled but she could not move so much as a muscle without his command. She had watched as the man had quietly undressed, neatly folding his clothes on the chair, and been so relieved to see his penis flaccid. She had thought he intended her for sex but the physical evidence showed otherwise: how wrong she had been! ‘You need to open your mouth, yes, that is just right.’ He had come closer and closer to her, his hand reaching...
Chapter 13 First Dance - Last Chance Friday after school, Kim returned home and charged up the stairs to her room without so much as a hello for her father who was waiting in the foyer to greet her. The better part of caution told him to just leave it alone. He returned to the living room. She would tell him what was wrong when she was ready. Tom had a good idea what the trouble was without having to be told, however. There had not been much he had been...
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One night changed my life forever. I let my son make have sex with me. I felt so guilty but strong as my guilty feelings were, I could not help my weakness for making love with my own teenage son. What bothers me even more than the fact that the incident occurred, is the fact that I enjoyed it while it was happening and wanted more of the same. I got my wish and we are still continuing to carry on our affair, even as I write this.I took my f******n year old son with me to a friends wedding....
Dancing for Freedom By Peg Thebois Sid Lewis froze like a deer in car headlights when he heard the woman's voice. "Freeze!" she shouted in a very authoritarian manner. He turned slowly on the woman's command and found himself staring at a shapely woman in a police uniform. As much as the uniform tried it did little to disguise her feminine appeal but Sid noticed it only on the very outskirts of his mind. She held her flashlight in one hand and her nightstick in the other. "All right...
(c) 2005 by Penelope Street The darkness of the Wheeling Tunnel swallowed our sedan. In that instant, my chest felt as hollow as the mountain through which we drove. The light at the end of this particular tunnel looked far from inviting. That glare ahead, I knew, was Ohio. Sure, we still had a couple more hours of driving to go, but this was the final border. I looked to the driver’s seat and Lynn, my lover. Her eyes were forward, as they had been throughout the whole of West Virginia....
I enjoy being a submissive to my husband, Alex. Our sex life is fantastic when it’s just the two of us, but several times a month he takes me out somewhere to find someone else for me to fuck. I never know where we are going. He chooses what I wear, and I never know the gender of the person I will be fucking, or the number of them for that matter. He does not demean me while doing this, instead he chooses a scenario that I have had a fantasy about, or that he has envisioned. It is meant to...
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Part of the 'Erotic Hypnosis Gone Wrong' series Hello this is Sue again. I just have to tell about the second time Mike used this ability with me. Just to keep everyone on the same page Mike, my husband, and I were using an erotic hypnosis CD and something went wrong. In fixing it Mike discovered that I had an exhibition fetish, the fix gave Mike hypnotic control and he placed some commands to feed my fetish. For the whole story read 'Erotic Hypnosis Gone Wrong'. We were at an awards...
I love waking to the beautiful pitter-patter of the Californian summer rain falling on our tin roof. Many people don’t like rain because it’s messy (so they say). It messes their hair (so they say) and they offer so many other trivial reasons. For me, rain is beautiful and not only because it clears the air of impurities.Depending on the weather temperature, you may be either chilled or revived by rain. There’re so many different feelings to enjoy. Being in the open with warm rain running down...
OutdoorChapter 14 Dancing The Demon's Dance Abner had dozed off. He sat beneath a tree sufficiently sheltered from sight from the road but with enough of a view from the woods that he would have no trouble seeing Susan's car as it left the parking lot. Disturbed only by the occasional car with screaming teens as they drove by, he took little notice of anything else. Checking his watch, it was still early, only 9:00. They'd be in there for a couple of hours yet. ...