Gidget Surfs Up At Bikini Beach
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My eyes opened, and I regained consciousness. I was lying flat on my back and try as I might, I couldn't move a muscle. Panic set in as I tried to recall how I had ended up like this. My last conscious thought was of a hellish flash of light which had enveloped the space station and then… Nothing!
I looked above me and was confronted by an indigo sky in which myriad stars glittered. They formed constellations that were utterly foreign to my senses.
'Do not be afraid. Soon the powers will come to explain.'
Those thoughts came to my mind though I could detect no visible presence around me. The space I was in was eerily silent, and I couldn't detect any sound or movement. Even the air around me was as still as in a crypt.
The stars above slowly faded as a blood-red sun rose in the sky on the horizon. I saw that I was inside a glass bubble that surrounded the space I was in.
Ethereal shapes began to materialize around me. Humanoid but taller than men. Shaped like men, however, without mouths or ears. The rest was not clear to me as they were below my line of sight due to the way I was lying on the table.
'Don't be afraid; we mean you no harm.'
"Who are you? Where am I?"
'Do not make noise. We can hear your thoughts. Your sounds are meaningless to us and cause disturbances that prevent us from thinking. Just remain calm, and we will try to explain.
'We have no idea how you appeared on our planet. We discovered your conveyance in the desert close to here about 500 years ago. When we went to investigate, we discovered four such as yourself. The other three were destroyed beyond our skills to fix. We brought you in and restored your form to its original shape. Fortunately, all major parts were intact. So over the years, we rebuilt the broken parts and even improved over the original.'
"The others are dead," I was filled with intense sadness at the thought of my fellow astronauts who were no longer. Even the beautiful Natasha was no longer. Then it struck me, "Improved? How?"
'Please do not make noise. We can hear your thoughts. Yes, we modified some parts. You will no longer get sick, nor will you discorporate if you do not suffer injury unless you decide to end your existence.'
"But who are you?" I asked in my mind.
'We are, in fact, your descendants. When the system we were in at the time seemed to be in danger of destroying itself through war, epidemics and the rise of vain dictatorial rulers who wanted to conquer those around them, our ancestors were part of a group of superior individuals who had been sent out to colonize the fourth planet of the solar system. Our ancestors made the decision to reach out to the stars. Using the resources they had, they built a ship which carried us to this planet. The voyage took centuries while our ancestors were in cold sleep. Over those centuries, our bodies evolved, and for some reason, we became telepathic.'
"But how did I get here?"
'We think that in the final confrontation that took place, your conveyance, which we believe was called a space station, was projected into a time warp which brought you to us. Now we have to decide what to do with you.
'We have the means to send you back. However, that would be doing you a disservice as the world you knew no longer exists. In any case, the whole system was destroyed a few years after, or maybe during the cataclysm that projected you to this place. On the other hand, keeping you here poses an enormous danger to us. You are an atavism with a deep-seated desire to fight and conquer, which poses an inherent risk for us.'
My mind focused on the part stating that Earth no longer existed. Gone were the green hills of Earth, the oceans and the people I had devoted myself to serving. Tears came to my eyes and a sense of futility at my own existence.
'You no longer have a place to go back to. Being sad at your loss does you honor. Here is what we have decided. You can serve a useful purpose here. The contents of your mind will undoubtedly prove of interest to our people as we have very few memories of our planet of origin left to us. We have rumors and legends and few enough of those. We also no longer have the skills that you possess in manipulating artifacts. We now resort to only managing energy. You cannot communicate with us unless you are within a very short distance from us. So it has been decided to establish a dome for you separate from ours where you can have privacy. All we ask is that you allow us some time with you each cycle to enable you to communicate with us.
'Also, we are going to provide one of our culls to provide you with companionship.'
"What is a cull?"
'We no longer breed as you did. Details are not pertinent to your knowledge.'
I could almost feel him blush as he said that.
'It happens on rare occasions that the result of our breeding is a recessive. These recessives are much closer to you than we are. They can't transmit thoughts though they can receive them. Now you will be led to your habitat, and we will communicate later.'
"What's your name?" I asked.
'It does not matter as when you communicate with one of us you communicate with all of us.'
The platform I was on started moving and exited the dome I was in and proceeded down a glassed tunnel for some time until it entered a smaller dome. This dome was about the size of half a football field. To one side of the dome was what remained of the space station. Also, there were assorted artifacts placed in various locations. I recognized tables and chairs, a bed and other assorted pieces of furniture.
Seated on what looked like a bed was a stunning young woman. She looked at me with as much curiosity as I looked at her. By any standards, she was gorgeous. Her long auburn ponytail framed an elfin face with bright luminous eyes. She was draped in a diaphanous covering which hid her other charms while hinting at them.
I suddenly realized that I was totally naked. After I don't know how many eons without the sight or touch of a woman, my gallant reflex manifested itself in the mother of all erections as I looked at her.
Her mouth opened, and the blood-curdling shriek she emitted was enough to quell any sexual thoughts I might have had. I stood there stunned, wondering what to do when my mind was again in contact with one of the other ethereal beings.
'She is asking that you get out of her mind. She can receive your thoughts though you can't receive hers. We suspected as much. You will have to be gentle with her.'
I turned and went to the space station. When I entered, it was evident that it had been cleaned up as all that was not destroyed was had been restored. I went to my locker, donned a jumpsuit and returned outside.
I calmed my thoughts while looking at the young woman. "I apologize. You are lovely, and I just did not expect that you would be a woman. I mean you no harm. What are you called? My name is Mike."
She looked at me and smiled. She then pointed at me and said, "Mike?"
"Yes!"
"You are called what?"
She shrugged, and I could tell she had no concept of having a name.
"Okay, I will call you Keva."
She looked at me wide-eyed, pointed to herself, and uttered, "Keva?"
"Yes. You are Keva. Keva means beautiful."
"Beautiful?"
I tried to think of how to convey beautiful in my mind. She suddenly started to smile for the first time. Her face took on a magical look, and she said, "Me beautiful?" This was the first time she had strung two words together. I determined at that point that my first task would be to teach her to speak.
Keva seemed to have an eidetic memory. Soon we were able to speak in simple terms. Our days were divided into segments. In the mornings, we had language lessons. While in the afternoons, one of the ethereal entities would come, and we would talk of my previous life. I could not identify if it was always the same one who came. I resorted for lack of better to call him Joey. It was easier than talking to an unnamed entity. They seemed amused by this.
These conversations also gave me useful knowledge of the planet I was marooned on. I discovered that the delicious fruits, vegetables and nuts we were fed were grown in the Polar Regions. The climate there was different from the desert landscape, which seemed from where I was located to stretch forever. They were produced by culls which had been settled there. There the soil was arable, and there were even lakes and rivers.
After supper, I retired to the space station to sleep while Keva slept on the bed outside. I did not want her to panic again. My sleep was fitful as I often fell asleep thinking of her, and my dreams often were about her and of making love to her. I often relieved the sexual tension I felt by stroking my cock when I woke up and thus got a measure of relief.
Over time I noticed subtle changes in Keva. Often it seemed that I could read her thoughts before she spoke to me. I mentioned it to Joey, and he told me that he was not sure but would like to try an experiment. Up to that point, Keva had only been able to read my thoughts when we were near.
He asked me to enter the space station and call for Keva without speaking. Just to project my thought. When I did so, Keva stood and came to the station and asked me why I had summoned her.
"I have not summoned you," I said.
"But I heard you call me."
Joey entered the station and explained to Keva our ruse. She blushed and admitted she could hear my thoughts all the time.
"Are you in my mind all the time?" I asked.
She nodded her head. "Yes, when I am awake, I can hear you."
Now it was my turn to blush, wondering if she heard my morning masturbatory thoughts.
I realized that I seemed to always be aware of Keva's wishes and fulfill them without her ever making any requests.
"Keva, you must stay out of my mind unless I am close to you."
"But why?"
"A man sometimes needs his privacy."
She pouted and said, "Mike, I'm sorry I did not know I was doing anything wrong."
"It's okay, Keva, I know you meant no harm."
'Mike, I would like to try an experiment with your permission. That is if you are willing? I will be using an old technique which has come down to us through the ages.'
"Sure, Joey. What would you like me to do?"
'Just sit there for a minute. Keva, go outside. Now Mike, try to clear your mind of all thought. Take some deep breaths and relax. Imagine a wave of relaxation which starts at the top of your head and washes down your body, removing all tension.
'Breathe in through your nose and bring that breath down as deep as you can hold it there for a few seconds. Now let that breath out through your mouth. Imagine it carrying all your tension and frustrations out of your body. Repeat that for a few minutes.
'Now imagine that with each breath you start relaxing each muscle group starting at your head and washing down your body. Down your neck, relaxing your face's muscles, flowing over your shoulders and down your arms' length. As you relax your fingers, you might even feel your fingers tingle. Let all thought and tension escape. Just relax and let all your cares and worries wash out of your body. Now relax your torso. Keep taking those deep, slow breaths, let the relaxation wash down your back, your chest relaxing the muscles around your heart. Now your hips and legs all the way down to your feet. Feel the tingle in your feet as you let the last of your tensions escape your body.
'Now imagine you are resting in a tranquil place and visualize your ideal outcome.
I felt myself enter into an altered state. I visualized Keva and me living together by the side of a river. I imagined myself giving her a kiss.
'Mike, at the count of three, come back from your trip. One, two, three.'
I slowly and groggily came to consciousness. Keva came to the door. "Mike, you read my mind. I did not think that was possible."
I could almost feel Joey smile as he bade us goodbye and told me to keep practicing the exercise at least once a day.
Keva came to sit next to me. "Were those your thoughts I was reading?" I asked.
"Yes, Mike, they were."
I just stared at her before putting my arms around her and actually touching her for the first time.
She turned her face to mine and looked at me wide-eyed. "Mike, I am afraid. I have never touched or been touched before. What if I don't please you? I don't know what to do. I only know what I have seen in your mind."
"What you saw in my mind was my desire for you. If you allow me, I will teach you. You also will be teaching me what you like and enjoy."
"I think I would like that," she said, smiling at me.
I placed my hand under her chin and raised her mouth to where I could lower my mouth to hers. Our lips met hungrily, and it was as if a bolt of lightning hit me suddenly. I could fully read her mind. I could feel all her emotions as they reflected my own.
Her tongue slipped softly and warmly into my mouth as our souls seemed to become one. The expression soul mates took on reality, such as I had never experienced. That trite expression I had always scoffed at became a reality. When we finally broke the kiss, Keva was gasping and faint. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"Mike, your mind was fully open to mine. I could see all your life in front of me." She started sobbing.
"Why are you crying?"
"You have lost so much. So many people are no longer in your life and will never be. Your beautiful world is no more. You are stuck on this forsaken planet. It's so sad."
"Keva, it is sad. However, now I have found you."
"Yes, but how can I replace all that you lost?"
"You can't. What you can do is give me more than I ever had."
"I can! How?"
"By letting me love you and take care of you."
"Mike, I don't think I understand what love is?"
"Love is when the happiness of another person is so important to your own happiness that you will do all in your power to make that person happy."
"Oh! That's the way I feel about you. When I first met you, you scared me. As I started to see in your mind, I discovered what a good person you are, and it was then I started to care for you very deeply. Mike, I love you."
"Keva, caring very deeply is but a first step towards love. I am the first being you have ever been close to. You can't be sure that what you are feeling is love."
"I'm sure, and when you can read my mind better, you will know. Now I want you to kiss me again."
I leaned down to kiss her, and she struggled in my arms. "Wait, not yet," she said and proceeded to remove her tunic. This was the first time I saw her naked. Breathtaking did not do her justice.
I gazed in awe at her perfectly proportioned body. Her breasts were small and perfectly balanced. Her areolas were capped by elongated pink nipples, just begging to be kissed and sucked and teased. A narrow waist flared out to voluptuous hips and a delicate pussy which, to my surprise, was totally hairless. Standing there on her long legs, which would have been the envy of any runway model, she posed for me.
"Do you still like me? Do I meet your approval?"
"You do not need to answer. I can read your mind," she giggled. That was another first for her in my presence.
"Now, it is your turn. Take off your clothes for me. I want to feel you against my skin when we kiss."
I stood and stripped out of my tunic. As I let it slide the length of my legs, my cock was revealed.
"Do you remember the first time I saw you?"
"Yes, it is a moment that is graven in my mind indelibly."
"I was so scared because you were different. It somehow seemed threatening."
"And now does it seem threatening?"
"A little. I understand how it is used, and I am afraid it might hurt me as well as I fear not being able to please you."
"Put those thoughts out of your mind, Keva. First, it is up to me to please you. I would derive pleasure in doing so. A woman who offers her body to a man always pleases him. Now enough talk and come and give me that kiss you offered me."
She came over and snuggled her curvy backside into my lap as my erection struggled not to impale her. The feeling of instantaneous rapport grew as our skins touched. It was as if I became one with her, and I sensed each emotion she felt. The hesitation, as well as the anticipation, were manifest. We kissed as I stroked her long hair and ran my hands over her perfect skin.
The kiss extended into eternity, and finally, we had to stop and catch our breath. I lifted her up and carried her out to her bed. She was as light as a feather in my arms. When I deposited her on her bed, she cried out, "Mike, I am not ready to sleep."
"Keva, I did not bring you out here to sleep. From now on, we are not sleeping alone. I want to share this bed with you. May I?"
"That would make me happy. Of course, you may, after all, it is your bed."
"No, darling, it is now our bed."
"But I thought you liked sleeping in the space station? And what is the meaning of the word, darling? It does not convey anything but a general feeling of affection, such a word to me is a null word."
I smiled at her growing sophistication. "Yes, it is a generic term of affection, and maybe you are right. It refers to someone you like and is non-specific to the person you are addressing. That is something I will have to reflect on. My native language is rife with similar expressions that are sometimes used without thought. They sort of fill the spaces between words. It would have been more accurate of me to say, 'No, my only love, it is now our bed'."
"Well, from now on, when you say the word darling and I read in your mind, others such as honey, sweetheart, and others, I will interpret them as, my only love. But why the word snookums? That one befuddles me."
"Let's ignore the linguistics for tonight, my only love. I just want to lay next to you and enjoy the feel of your body against mine. I haven't told you, but even your smell intoxicates my senses."
I joined her on the bed and softly caressed her. My hands roamed at will, and I stroked and fondled her body. I could read in her mind a steady purr of satisfaction as if she was some beautiful feline. I finally ventured to stroke her breasts and tease her nipples. I kissed each one in turn and gently sucked on her nipples.
"Mike, are we going to have sex?"
"I don't know. Is that something you desire?"
"How could I desire something I have just a theoretical concept of?"
"For tonight, let's just enjoy the feel of each other. When the time is right, I want to have, as you put it, sex with you. However, I like to think of it as making love rather than just having sex."
"Okay, just keep stroking me like that. It feels so good, and it is causing tingling sensations between my legs."
We fell asleep in each other's arms. I woke up in the morning with a raging hard-on and Keva looking at it with curiosity. She smiled at me as I opened my eyes. "Are you going to rub it like you do each morning?" she asked.
I felt embarrassed at her having witnessed my morning ritual, when she surprised me by saying, "I can rub it for you if you wish."
She must have read my assent in my mind, for she brought her small hand to my member and wrapped her tiny fist around it. "Like this?" she asked as she started to stroke my cock. Now I was the one who began to purr in contentment.
"I can see you are enjoying this." Precum started to leak from the tip, and Keva leaned forward and licked it up. She looked shyly into my eyes as if seeking approval. Wrapping her lips around the head, she started to suck it in and out of her mouth, like a little girl sucking on a lollipop. Her mouth was warm and enveloping. Gradually she grew more adventurous and started playing with my testicles as she licked and sucked my cock. After years, no not years, more like eons of not having had a sexual experience, I could not hold back and erupted deep in her mouth. She swallowed every drop till I was milked dry, and eventually, she let my now limp member out of her mouth.
She looked at me with adoring eyes and asked, "Did I do it right?"
"My love, yes, you did. It was wonderful. How did you know to do what you did?"
"Mike, you taught me. I just did what you desired."
"Well, we'd better get out of bed as Joey will be appearing any second now. Before we do, I want to clarify what I said last night about null words as you called them. I thought about them as you slept. They are words that convey emotion and not meaning."
"Darling… I intuited that already last night."
I smiled at her. Keva was not only beautiful, but she was also smart as a whip.
We went to the fresher, and another first occurred; Keva came in with me. We soaped each other down, both of us enjoying the feel of our hands touching and teasing each other. To date, I had not touched Keva's pussy. I'd had a hard time resisting as I wanted to make the first time memorable for her. With Joey's expected arrival, this was not the time or the place.
We barely had time to get dressed when Joey materialized in our bubble.
'Good morning, you two,' he greeted us. 'I know you two have attained a new space in your relationship.'
"How do you know that?"
"When you both are in physical contact, you transmit to all of us your emotions.'
"Do you mean that you can hear us in your minds when we are together?"
'That is right, but only when you are in physical contact. The rest of the time, we are blind to you. Why are you feeling anger at my thoughts?'
"GET OUT OF MY MIND!"
"What you are feeling is not anger; it is rage. You are no more than a collection of voyeurs. I demand that this stops or that you locate us far enough from you that you are blind to our thoughts."
'I did not expect this reaction. Let us consult with each other and you try to calm down.'
Calm down! If I could have done him harm, I would have done so. Keva cringed and came to me and attempted to calm me down. I tried to explain to her why I felt we had been violated. Having lived in this communal system, it took me some time to explain to her my reaction. She finally got a glimmer of why I thought what happened between us as sacred.
'We have decided. You will be relocated to the Polar Settlements. We will ask that you return here once every seven of our days so we can learn more about our lost world.'
I felt a sense of relief at his words till he added, 'That will also allow you to visit Keva'
"Do you mean she will not be moved with me?"
'No, Keva will remain here.'
I started to speak when Keva spoke up, "Progenitor, that is a cruel thing to do. Despite my differences from you, you have always been kind to me. Why… why are you doing this? You will leave me no choice but to discorporate if you separate me from Mike."
'Are you sure, daughter of ours?'
"Yes. I have come to enjoy being alive with him. My existence up to now has been just existence and not a life. With Mike, I feel alive."
He stood there in silence for minutes before he spoke to us again.
'The council has decided that both your wishes be granted. You both will be transported as per your wishes. Now lie down on the bed, and when I give you the order, you will sleep. When you visit, Mike, you will also bring Keva back for the day as we wish to see how she develops in your care. Now Sleep!'
We woke up to find ourselves lying on our bed. We were, however, no longer in the dome. I could feel a breeze coming into the room we were in and water flowing outside. Keva seemed bewildered. "Keva, don't be afraid. They somehow transported us to the settlements. Come, let us see where we are."
We left the room and walked through a succession of other rooms until we got to a door leading outside. The view which lay before us was of gently rolling hills with a river running a scant 100 feet away.
"Mike, this looks much like the images I read in your mind. This is how your planet looked before it was destroyed. Those are trees and a river and hills, right?"
"Yes, my love, they are."
We turned and behind us was our house. It was not a fancy mansion but a solid, comfortable home with an uncanny resemblance to the place I had grown up in on Earth. The space station had also been transported and lay some distance away from the house. I was grateful for that as there were many undamaged items I could salvage to make our life more comfortable.
"Keva, our first real house. I think that we have to observe an old tradition." I scooped her in my arms and carried her over the threshold.
"What are you doing?" She giggled.
"It is traditional that when a man gets married to a woman, he carries her into her new house in his arms before making love to her in their marital bed."
I removed her clothes and deposited her in the middle of the bed. I spread her thighs and kissed and nibbled my way up her legs. She squirmed, and I felt the mind-meld form between us as I approached the junction between her thighs. I could tell exactly what she wanted of me. The pleading in my mind was intense. She wanted, no needed, me to touch her previously virginal pussy.
When my lips began to approach her core, she arched her back, desperately seeking contact with my tongue. As soon as I parted her nether lips, she flooded my face with her long pent up orgasm.
"Mike, please take me. I need to feel your cock in me. Please!" she begged.
I moved up her body and started to penetrate her. She violently thrust up her hips, and I sank into her core. The physical sensation was exquisite. However, the total mental contact where I was feeling not only my pleasure but also hers was something unbelievable.
We were indeed one.
oOo
These events happened many years ago. Keva and I have now been blessed with four children, all of whom are fully in mental contact with each other and with us.
Earth might be gone, but I have found paradise here.
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Hannah had no idea how she survived the next several days with Big Joe. Over the course of that time, the huge beast continued to take Hannah with him to many different towns and neighborhoods. Her purpose on these trips, of course, was to fuck whoever he commanded her to. Then, in the evenings, she was forced to pleasure the sadistic biker in unimaginably cruel ways. Every single night the Outlaw raped Hannah at least two or three times, and since he was such an anal aficionado, he...
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Rebecca was at a loss for words when she walked into the last tent in the line and found young Raymond James face down in his bunk sobbing like he had just lost both his parent in an airplane crash. She knew that wasn’t even a remote possibility because the James family was one of those “never go out” families and were the only family in the neighborhood to never light up their porch for Halloween. Of course, that wasn’t a reason to take a dim view of their social skills, it was just...
Summer camp was drawing to a close. It had been a memorable summer with lots of private little unsuspected tingles that made Rebecca start to feel like a teenager once again. She had made quite a few new friends in the younger crowd of seventeen and eighteen year old category and she was looking forward to some interesting sleepovers at her home for her twin’s sex education needs and exercises in social interaction that was not texting or looking at some silly screen like a trained...
Rebecca was slightly depressed because she had suffered some redness on her backside from the oversexed male scoutmasters who pestered her to drop her drawers for them because she was female and definitely not of jailbait age. Of course, her attitude and her appearance were misleading, and she reveled in the attention she received because she looked like one of the underage female scouts and not a scoutmaster in her own right. A couple of the good old boys got carried away by the sight of...
Less than 50 miles away from where Hannah was suffering, inside a tavern also owned by the Outlaws, another whore was having a miserable night of her own. Ellen Duffy, the incredibly hot redhead and Miss Washington contestant, was on her back with her legs spread while a fat, greasy Mexican fucked her pussy raw. He was the fourth Mexican in the past 20 minutes to fuck the young redhead, and he was in a state of euphoria as he pounded into Ellen like a savage. “So boys, we got a deal?”...
Hannah was rudely awoken, like always, with a hard smack to her face. She yelped in pain and immediately began whining in terror. She could hardly remember getting pulled from the shower and tied to the bed last night. However, she did recall puking up a huge amount of sperm and piss into the tub. Her jaws and throat were still extremely sore from the dozens of blowjobs she’d been forced to give, and the burn mark on her back was still very raw and inflamed. “Get your ass up cunt, you...
It provides a list of the “in” places to go, but I’m not really an “in” place person. However at the end of the listings I came across a series of Petites Annonces – Personal Ads. I was just looking at it out of curiosity – yes curiosity I was not looking for the advert which ran “jolie fille sexy recherche rencontre hot sur Paris” and I did not answer that one (honest). Then I noticed a section headed Photos - Modeles which seemed to consist mainly of photographers looking for lady models...
Tommy and Georgette are holidaying in Mexico. Georgette goes into the bathroom early on their second day, shuts the door and looks out the window without turning on the lights.She sees a light go on in a bathroom window across the way and sees a man standing in front of the toilet. He drops his boxers and grabs his penis. He stretches the skin on the end of his penis outwards and then pulls it back behind his glans and proceeds to piss into the toilet.Georgette is amazed. She has never seen a...
Oral SexTommy and Georgette are holidaying in Mexico. Georgette goes into the bathroom early on their 2nd day, shuts the door and looks out the window without turning on the lights. She sees a light go on in a bathroom window across the way. She sees a man standing in front of the toilet. He drops his boxers and grabs his penis. He stretches the skin on the end of his penis outwards and then pulls it back behind his glans and proceeds to piss into the toilet. Georgette is amazed. She has never seen a...
Gary's Golf "Outing" Chapter One -- Seven Hole Washout My wife's mother called to tell her she wasn't feeling well and she wanted my wife, Kay, to come up to Chicago to be with her. She is a hypochondriac and it's not unusual for her to interrupt our vacation, or whatever we're doing, with her demands. I was hoping to play golf this day but it was getting cloudy as I drove my wife to the Fort Lauderdale Airport. As I kissed her goodbye, I told her to give my love to her mother....
Series 6, Episode 20 The Portsmouth Women’s Institute (ages 50-60), from Portsmouth We open with a very simple and idyllic establishing shot of the front of an unobtrusive building with a little square of grass around it. A sign reads, “PORTSMOUTH WOMEN’S INSTITUTE” A small car park is half filled with sensible middle-class cars a Volvo, an Audi, a nice VW, etc. Trees rustle as the wind blows through them. Very safe violin music plays on the soundtrack and then The needle on the record...
I learnt a new form of love the day my daughter was born. When Tory had started her next group of girls incubating, I found myself gravitating to one of them in particular. I knew she was very special. I knew she was a true sister to me and that I would need to raise her as my daughter. Call it a premonition if you wish, but the certainty was there all the same. She wouldn’t take the place of my precious lost daughter, yet I knew this little girl was very special to me. I was glad that one...
Introduction: A man goes from an obscure loser to a wealthy writer, and reaps more benefits than just money. Life sure is funny is how it plays out. I have never been a religious man, still am not, but I did listen to the Joel Olsteen guy when the times were bad. He was so positive, that helped, but he also talked about how God could make up for decades of crap, in just a few years through super natural increase. Like I said, I am no Christian and am agnostic about the existence of a deity,...
PROPERTY OF DEVIL’S OUTLAWS Chapter 1: Taken As the sun began quickly setting behind the beautiful mountain ranges far away, Hannah could feel her frustration growing larger by the second. She should have known better than to rely solely on her navigation system and not bring a map with her on this trip. She was on her way to join some friends in Cabo for a few days of summer fun and relaxation. She had just a couple more hours of driving, but her normally dependable navigation tool...
PROPERTY OF DEVIL’S OUTLAWSChapter 1: Taken As the sun began quickly setting behind the beautiful mountain ranges far away, Hannah could feel her frustration growing larger by the second. She should have known better than to rely solely on her navigation system and not bring a map with her on this trip. She was on her way to join some friends in Cabo for a few days of summer fun and relaxation. She had just a couple more hours of driving, but her normally dependable navigation tool...
My wife and I went to have a beach vacation. We rented a nice condo right on the beach. My wife's sister and her husband was to join us but they had had a big fight and only my sister inlaw showed up. My wife, Lucy, was 43 when this story happened. She has black hair, big blue eyes, 5ft 6inches tall. She weighs about 130lbs, nice 32c tits. Her sister, Sandy, was 37, 5ft 3inches tall. Blonde hair with the dark roots, big blue eyes and 32c tits. Both women are fairly attractive. The first day...
The newly appointed Boy Scoutmaster Rebecca Anderson made her nightly check of all her teenaged charges and made certain they were all wearing regulation nightwear because the tents were coed and embarrassing situations could arise unintentionally if some young lady or young lad accidently went to answer a call of nature without proper attire. Rebecca felt a bit hypocritical about her actions because she usually slept in the raw loving the feel of smooth sheets on her hot female skin. When...
The beautiful Boy Scout Scoutmaster Rebecca sat daydreaming in the snake cabin right in the middle of mostly non-poisonous reptiles slithering passively in their glass cages that separated them from the always curious and often reckless young boys and even some of the more adventurous girls more for their own safety than the rambunctious youngsters. She was not one of those persons that felt comfortable in close proximity to snakes. It was probably some ancient genetic trait that kept her...
Right at the beginning of the final two week session of the summer camp, Rebecca was tasked with leading the Eagle Scout prospects out on a long two night hike that would take them completely around the long narrow lake that was far better to canoe or rowboat rather than hike in the dense underbrush surrounding the lush shorelines. She found that there were four male Boy Scouts and three female Boy Scouts in the pool of applicants and it worked out just fine for four two person tents to...
Dave and Kim had dated early in their life, before they actually new what dating was and after their breakup became close friends. It was after Kim’s boyfriend, John, who was also Dave’s best friend, left for Germany to study there for a year that the jokes began. It started small, jokes with John before he left that Dave and Kim would hookup while he was gone. These jokes always would upset John and make Dave and Kim chuckle. The jokes continued after John left, and even after Kim and John...
Bridget - The Story of a Trained Slave by Lewis Chappelle with assistance from ?Alli?Chapter One - Parts 1 - 5Part # 1Bridget could not remember much about her early life. She did know a little about her former master and mistress, an older German couple, who got her from her parents before she even started her first menstrual period. The couple trained her to be a good slave but, had done nothing to educate the young girl, who was now practically illiterate. She did not have aspirations or...
Bridget - The Transformation Chapter One written by ?Alli? based on a concept by Lewis Chappelle Carefully, Bridget arranged the implements on the floor: the flogger, the cat o' nine, the cane, the leather belt, the large paddle - they joined the others in a neat, straight line across the floor. Everything had to be perfect when Adam, her Master, came home. Bridget worked quickly and smoothly, almost humming as she readied herself and the room. Her Master, the love of her life, traveled...
Cat and Mouse: The Tryout by Bluto "Good afternoon, this is Della Delargio reporting live for WNBC from the financial district. The Protectors, NYC's newest superhero team, has just foiled a bold daylight robbery attempt by The Destroyers, a gang of supervillains who have been increasingly active in recent months. "The Destroyers staged a lightning raid on the Federal Reserve Bank and were about to make a rooftop getaway when The Protectors came charging to the rescue. Here...
Cherie is a lovely Asian woman. She seems like a typical wife and mother. But there is a dark side to her. Cherie is one of those fiery tiger moms who thinks her son can do no wrong and that she deserves to be in control. Not always. Cherie was watching her son play little league baseball with the other moms. The game was intense, and Cherie was really animated and vocal about what was going on in the field. Her son was at bat and had two strikes against him. Both were questionable calls, in...
When I went to see Bridget yesterday I was actually worried she might know what I was thinking by the expression on my face. I was still high on the fantasy sex I had with her the night before, as well as the orgasm she gave me, without her knowledge, of course. I thought she might take one look at me and know about my lusty play, of which she was the star attraction. Thankfully, if she did sense anything like that in my demeanor, she didn't seem to mind. She greeted me more joyfully than...
When I started my job about five years ago, I was initially working first shift. I would be over at about 3:30-4.00 pm every day, and it was predictable. On occasion I'd get asked to stay over and pull a double shift. I didn't mind it. The money was good, I liked the work I do, and I loved the environment. After about three years, my supervisor asked if I'd be open to changing shifts and modifying my schedule. I wasn't too keen on working second shift, but I agreed to change on occasion. I...
Office SexFrom: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: Cheerleading (what else?) Hey Em, it's your very-best-friend-in-the-world, but I guess you knew that when you saw the "from" line, right? Duh, my blond is showing again. Anyway, how are you holding up in godawful Cleveland... I still CANNOT believe that your parents could just up and move from beautiful SoCal to the midwest for gods sake... and break up the dynamic duo of Smithfield High cheereleading... but anyway, I still...
Raindrops pelting the dorm window and sliding along the pane in a zigzag pattern reminded Mindy of her own tears. The soft yellow glow of streetlights and the quietness of the midnight hour settled like an unwelcome burden. Wiping her eyes stopped the flow of tears but not the reason for them. Mindy’s first semester in college was turning out to be filled with emotional loneliness. She didn’t make the women’s soccer team and the lengthy email she got from Rob made it clear he had already found...
LesbianBridget stood there, looking down at the engine. She had to laugh, {well it's still there ... that's what I know about cars!... } She had been on the way home and her car just stopped. She was reaching for her cell phone when a car pulled up. "Hi, thought I recognized you. Troubles?" She vaguely recognized the young man, he had helped her with her groceries one day. He joined her and they both stared at the engine, the boy wiggled some wires and tried to restart it, no luck. "Well that's...
I'd just started working with Bridget about six months earlier when I'd gone to third shift. She's a bit on the bigger side compared to girls I'd done stuff with, and I knew a bit older. For the last couple of years, I'd been doing stuff with my stepdaughter's friends in the sixteen-eighteen range, and I'd done stuff with a couple others that I knew who liked to flirt, fuck around and have fun.Working with Bridget was fun to start with. Very outgoing, friendly, almost crude, extremely blunt,...
Office SexBridget and I had been flirting since the day she started at work. With a personality like hers, it wasn't hard to like her. Very outspoken, almost too loud at times, sarcastic, funny, off the wall, and dirtier than most girls I'd ever worked with. We hadn't been working together that long which made it even more fun. She simply said what she felt like saying, if it offended someone, she would smile, smirk, and go "whoops. Did I say that out loud?" and everyone would laugh.What I did not...
TeenWe start this week’s show with an establishing shot of St Mary’s Stadium, home of Southampton Football Club ... Then spinning around to look over the River Solent, zooming in on a large, gray-green structure with little round windows ... Then we cut to that building – on a dusty industrial estate - with the river and St Mary’s Stadium in the background. A sign on the front of the building reads “MAIN AGGREGATES”. Our host steps into frame from the side, immediately making the scene better to...
Author’s Note: This story was written at the suggestion of a medieval re-enactor friend who served as the template for the main character. She has recently passed away and this story is now dedicated to her memory. Goodbye Artemas Innkeeper of the Inn of the Drunken Hare, March 5, 2008. * The two forest outlaws watched nervously from the edge of Barnesdale Woods. Well concealed, they took their time to assure themselves that no one along the Nottingham road would see them approach the old...
July 2006 - September 2006 Things got back to normal. The next day our families flew back home, and Bravo Three was kicked out of the Al Faw Palace and sent back to Anaconda Three. Riley looked even worse that morning; he was storing up debauchery for the future like a squirrel storing up nuts for the winter. We pretty much had to carry him out of there, and Bixley asked us what he had done to get in his condition. “Sarge, if I told you, you wouldn’t believe us. Riley committed every sin in...
Judy was woken for the second day in a row by a kick on the foot. She cracked an eye and saw Tanda Havra once again standing over her. "Breakfast," Tanda informed Judy. "Then horse or wagon." Judy looked around the tent, empty except for the two of them. She must have been tired to sleep past the others getting up! "Horse," Judy said almost without thinking. She'd seen the wagons yesterday. They bumped and jolted you; there were no springs. "Be ready, be quick!" Tanda told her,...
I gave Bridget one of my personal email addresses a few days ago ... one that I use in the private online world. But not laurenmom. I don't know that I'll ever want her in my online story and sex talk world. In any case, she sent me a message the same day. Even her emails are ultra adorable. And, she shared something that has me intrigued as hell. She told me that she has two tattoos. Tattoos are something I can generally take or leave. But the thought of her having ink adorning that sweet...
Damn! Nearly 2 weeks has gone by since I've had time to update my tale of Sweet Bridget. Some things have developed. Here goes... She and I have had a couple of dates, which is how I'm referring to our outings, since I posted about this a couple of weeks ago. We've become social network friends and we're emailing pretty much daily. I'm also stopping in the store to see her as I always have. Here's something fun, that's been quite titillating for me. I haven't really touched my sweet...
I'm not sure how I want to (or don't want to) continue with the story/journal part of this tale of me and my almost girlfriend, Bridget. I've woven parts of my real life through much of what I've written in my online life, but this is pretty much the first time I've actually just shared the real thing as it was happening. But for now I'll continue sharing this way, because it helps me think it through. And, as I just shared with one of my good online pals, if the shoe were on the other...
Schaffer dreamed that he was warm, no, hot. Growing hotter. Sweat coated his body, he felt as if he were on fire. Was he in hell? Was that what fate had decreed? His mind was muddled, unfocused. He reached out his hand, feeling downy fur and yielding fat. He opened his eyes with a start, this was not a dream. He was awake, out of the snow and out of his suit, too. It was too dark for him to see anything, and all around him, the same soft fur pressed against his naked skin. There was an odd,...
Schaffer dreamed that he was warm, no, hot. Growing hotter. Sweat coated his body, he felt as if he were on fire. Was he in hell? Was that what fate had decreed? His mind was muddled, unfocused. He reached out his hand, feeling downy fur and yielding fat. He opened his eyes with a start, this was not a dream. He was awake, out of the snow and out of his suit, too. It was too dark for him to see anything, and all around him, the same soft fur pressed against his naked skin. There was an odd,...
The amateur erotic writer posted a personal ad on alt.dolcett, alt.torture, alt.sadistic, and other newsgroups: > Mad scientist ISO young beautiful woman to > practice surgical experiments on. I will > open up your chest and abdominal cavities and > poke around inside you; maybe remove some > stuff and move other stuff around--just to > see what happens. Understand that I am not > a doctor and have no access to anesthesia or > antibiotics. The pain will be...
I DECIDED TO JOIN THE SCOUTS AND GET A TASTE OF THE GREAT OUTDOORS. THE MAN WHO OWNED & RAN THE LOCAL HARDWARE STORE, DOC PIERCE, TOLD ME I NEEDED A PARENT, GUARDIAN, OR SPONSOR INORDER TO JOIN. ALL OUTDOOR ACTIVITIES REQUIRED ADULT SUPERVISION. I TOOK THE ENROLLMENT PAPERSHOME AND TOLD MY MOTHER WHAT "DOC PIERCE" TOLD ME. SINCE I DID NOT HAVE A MALE PARENT,GUARDIAN,OR SPONSOR I NEEDED HER HELP. SHE SAID SHE WOULD TAKE CARE OF IT. A COUPLE OF DAYS LATER SHE TOLDME I NEEDED TO BE HOME...
Chapter 1Charles Greene and his three mates were loitering around the lower floor of the mall. There were lots pf people in the mall. Kids running around and screaming. Cliques of women pacing around, carrying bags of purchases. Elderly couples eating their ice cream cones. Charles Green’s mates were also his classmates and their names were Jim, Casper and Norman. They had finally finished their secondary school education. They had finally finished school and were now on holiday....