Civil Service
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“So, how was your date last Friday?” Steve asks Jonathan.
“Man, she is so sexy, I could fuck her anytime after work, regardless of how tired I am,” Jonathan replies to Steve, clearly excited by his date.
Steve whistles, impressed. “That much? I couldn’t, I’m so tired after work, I don’t even want to date.”
“Maybe it’s because I’m close to the end of my civil duty. Anyway, she is gorgeous. Brunette, five-eleven, a hell of an ass and her breasts. Ah, her breasts! I would like to keep my face in her cleavage all the time,” Jonathan says, enunciating the last three words individually. “What’s best, she is not only beautiful, she’s intelligent. She is a doctor at Augustine Hospital, very respected by her peers,” Jonathan brags, from the chair in his booth.
Steve looks down. He would like to date someone as nice as Jonathan describes his lady, but dating is tough nowadays. “I envy you, I would like to find someone as cool as she seems to be.”
“Dude, it’s not that difficult. Are you swiping often?” Jonathan asks, trying to raise Steve's spirit.
“You know how it is. I get so many likes, so many messages, I don’t want to spend my evening filtering all the garbage. The number of times I get an unprompted picture of a naked woman with their filthy messages, it’s appalling. I just want a nice girlfriend, is that too much to ask?” Steve complains, exasperated by the dating situation.
“You have to go through all the pussies to get the right one, man. It’s either that or you go to a bar and practically get kidnapped by some random woman. So, swipe. It’s the best and safest way. Although, waiting for your civil duty to finish is not a bad idea. Not all woman likes that we come back to them after a hard day at work,” Jonathan says, winking at the pun he just made.
“Yeah, I guess,” Steve replies, smiling a little bit.
“Anyway, I cannot wait for the day to finish, I have another date with her tonight,” Jonathan brags, moving up and down his eyebrows to Steve.
“Well, I can see that you are excited at the prospect of seeing her again,” Steve replies, looking at the cock of Jonathan. His coworker’s erection is growing up as he talks about her, leaking a little bit of precum. “You want to put your dick between her breasts, right?”
“So much,” Jonathan replies, grinning at his colleague. “Speaking of tits, it’s a slow day today. We haven’t had any customer so far.”
“It’s good for once. Last week was brutal, we couldn’t catch a break. You saw me, I almost couldn’t walk Friday evening so tired I was.” Steve sighs heavily, shaking his head.
Before he could continue his lamentation, a tone resonates in the hall, reminding them it’s time for their medication. Raising from their chair beside the divider separating their booths, they go for the small sink in the back, take a pill from the dispenser, and swallow it with water.
As Steve walks back to his chair, he tells Jonathan, “Don’t worry, the lunch rush is close, we will be inundated by customers.”
Jonathan grins before saying, “Yeah, it’ll be good, I need some action. I’m too pumped for tonight, I need someone to send my energy into in the meantime.”
With disbelief, Steve shakes his head, finding his colleague unbelievable. “Anyway, I’ll be sad to see you go in a month, the remaining five months of my duty will be lonely without having you to cheer me up.”
“It’s going to be fine. Come here, let me give you a hug to make you feel better,” Jonathan tells Steve with empathy.
Both men get off their chairs and hug each other over the separator between their booths. As they hug, Steve's cock starts to harden, poking the underside of Jonathan.
With a laugh, Jonathan asks Steve, “I told you that I was going to make you feel better, but I wasn’t thinking like this. Am I making this effect on you?”
“You know it’s the pill. Don’t insinuate anything, you pervert,” Steve replies, chuckling.
“Hey, boys, keep some for us!” they both hear, coming from the front of their booths.
They remove their arms from around each other and look. Few women are walking in front of their booths, eyeing the available products. Ranging from barely legal to the MILFs, there is a wide variety of customers today. This must be the vanguard of the lunch crowd, having rushed to have access to the still fresh selection of the day.
“Ladies, do not worry. My coworkers and I will work hard for you today, raising your spirits and pumping joy in your life,” Jonathan tells the women eyeing him from the front of his booth.
Steve, less enthusiastic by the prospect of having customers, walks more slowly toward the front of his booth. He is ready, but the physical toll the job puts on him is difficult to support sometimes.
From the product exposition stand in front, both are showing their merchandise to the ladies that are passing by, both getting customers very easily.
Jonathan gets a woman in her forties, blond hair, D size breasts, in a gray outfit.
Steve gets a giggling group of four young women, full of energy, looking at him hungrily. As they see him coming toward them, they whisper between each other, pointing at him. Steve sigh, thinking that this is not going to be fun.
Jonathan does not waste time and brings his first customer to his bed, while whispering in her ear, making her comfortable. With a practiced hand, he unbuttons her clothes, putting them on a small table, making sure they aren’t crumpled. Breathing hard in anticipation, he marvels at her, her lustful smile showing that she wants him.
Steve brings the group in, preparing to be ravaged. Without any warmth, he tells them, “Okay, girls, you know what to do. I have a long day ahead of me so please be gentle.”
Even though he’s abrupt, they do not mind and start to undress, continuing to giggle as they remove their clothes while keeping an eye on him. Although he’s disillusioned about his job, he still looks at them, enjoying as their bodies are revealed. Laying down on the bed, propped on one elbow to have a better viewing angle, he makes sure he’s ready for them, stroking his dick. The group is composed of two brunettes, one blond and one with black hair. In their early twenties, their young shapes are inviting, their breasts are firm and their skin so perfect. Steve smiles, thinking that at least it will be nice to look at.
As he focuses on them, he gets bumped in the back. Sending his head backward to look at what hit him, Jonathan's customer is near him on all four, fucked from behind by his colleague. As it is still early in the day, Jonathan is energetic and bounces her back and forth, fucking her hard.
“Oh, sorry. I bumped into you with my tits. Your colleague… is very forceful with me,” she says with a smile full of happiness to be finally fucked.
Jonathan always has the touch with women, he knows what they are looking for and tries to fulfill their wishes as much as he can. Steve, on the other hand, is more practical, doing his business and that’s it. He only entertains fun when he’s in the mood.
“Don’t worry, it happens more often than you think,” he tells her reassuringly. He smiles at her, seeing how beautiful she is. As she is again bumped close to him, he extends his tongue and licks her breasts, giving her a bonus. She moans louder, loving the extra attention she is receiving.
It doesn’t take long for Steve to feel movement on his bed. He turns his attention from his coworker’s customer to his, the group of young and giggling women getting on the bed and spreading around him. Having two beside him and two others along his legs are a sight for sore eyes. They are also enjoying him, looking hungrily at his hard dick.
“So, who is the first?” he asks the group, unsure who is the lucky winner.
Beside his left leg, one of the brunettes raises a timid hand. She says very softly, barely audible over the sound of the woman Jonathan is fucking, “Me.”
Feeling that it is her first time, he decides that she needs to be comforted into doing it. Sitting on the bed, he motions her over him and helps her impale herself, lowering slowly on his dick. She has her eyes wide open, feeling him in her. To make her relax, he kisses her softly, putting her in the mood. As he rises from her lips, he sees a smile on her face. Reassured, she starts to move up and down over him, fucking him. He smiles back, focusing on her entirely, letting his hands roam on her young adult’s body. Gripping her breasts, he plays with them, rolling her nipples, making her moan louder. As one hand is going down to her clit, he gets interrupted.
Out of the blue, he feels a hand between his legs, grabbing his testicles. On his neck, he also feels two mouths softly biting and kissing him. Sighing, he tells the other three, “Please be gentle with the merchandise, girls.” Giggles are the only replies he gets from the other three.
The moment of privacy lost, he let go of the bouncing and moaning young woman and lays back on the bed, giving access to his whole body to the pack of hungry giggling girls. They do not waste time and start to play with his nipples while the one between his legs continues to play with his sack, moving his balls like they are Chinese Baoding Balls. Shaking his head, he knows what they are trying to do, they want to make him cum quickly to have their turn. Unfortunately for the young brunette bouncing on him, he is getting closer and closer very quickly, her friends working vigorously to excite him. To entice him even more, the two girls beside him have installed themselves on the side, one leg raised, exposing their pussies for him. He looks away, he doesn’t want to pop too quickly, at least giving his first customer time to have some fun.
As Steve looks up the ceiling, trying to focus on something else, Jonathan’s lady comes into view, smiling at him. He smiles back, loving her sight. As Jonathan is getting closer and closer to release, he pushes his customer more and more forcefully toward Steve, her breasts swinging over him. He enjoys the sight, making him more and more aroused, failing in his attempt to delay his orgasm.
As Jonathan gives one last thrust before cumming, he pushes her hard right in front of Steve, making her lose her balance, landing on his colleague, breasts against his face.
Steve feels her body lands on him, her breasts firmly pressed against his face. The two girls sucking on his nipples, taken by surprise by the sudden appearance of the older woman, giggles at seeing Steve trapped under her soft boobs. He enjoys the few seconds she is on top of him, licking her, savoring her globes of sensuality. She eventually raises from him, looking at him with a sorry expression. He looks back at her, not bothered at all.
On the verge of his own explosion, he tells her, “As I told… you, it happens… often… I liked having… your tits over… FUCK!”, not finishing his thoughts.
With a deep moan, he releases his cum insider of his customer, his dick forcing his precious liquid deep insider of her. He breathes quickly for few seconds, lost in his first climax of the day, usually the most intense. When his mind is clear enough, he tells his partner, who is still fucking him, “Okay, times up my sweetheart, I’ve cummed. Who is next?”
Reluctantly, the brunette removes herself from him and moves aside, putting her vaginal plug in her, keeping his cum in her. The one with black hair is next, already inserting him in her pussy, not wasting time.
Jonathan just finished with his first customer, having enjoyed her as much as he can. After having accompanied her out of his booth, he goes for the small shower, quickly cleaning himself for his next customer. After toweling himself, he sits on his bed, taking a five minutes break before calling in the next woman. Looking at the quartet of young asses and breasts, he wished they had picked him, he would be in heaven right now. Unfortunately, Steve doesn’t seem so.
“Dude! At least, enjoy it a little bit. You have four women in their youth prime playing with you,” he tells Steve.
“I’m enjoying it, but they are a handful, literally. They have been poking, teasing, and grabbing me for the last ten minutes,” Steve replies.
Jonathan says after laughing, “Well, at least they are doing all the work. Thanks, by the way, for helping my customer, she was really happy that you sucked her tits. She loved it.”
Short of breath, Steve replies, “My pleasure, she bumped… into me while… you were… OH YEAH!” Steve climax right at this moment, sending his cum inside the woman with the black hair, thrusting his dick deep in her.
“Oh, that felt like a good one?” Jonathan asks, raising an eyebrow.
After getting his breathing in check and motioning his next customer on his dick, Steve looks at Jonathan with a soft smile, saying, “Yeah, she was tight as hell. Man, starting a day with a quartet, it’s rough. Although once the,” Steve says while raising his head, looking at the girl bouncing on his glistening dick, “brunette is done, I’m going to fuck the blond really good, she’s so fucking hot.”
“Attaboy, that’s the spirit,” Jonathan replies to Steve. Looking at the clock, he gets off the bed. “Okay, time for another one.”
Going at the stand, he motions in the next woman in line. He can’t stop looking at her, he loves black women. Her perfectly round ass, her large breasts, and her dark complexion make that his already hard dick hardens even more, ready to pound her. Doing like his previous customer, he expertly removes her clothes, getting her undressed while letting his hands roam over her. He takes extra attention when removing her bra and panties, rubbing her breasts, feeling her ass, and rubbing her clit. She has her wide eyes on him, loving how dedicated he is to her, her breathing already quickening. Raising slowly, only stopping momentarily to kiss her nipples, he looks at her, with a lustful smile.
“So, how this gorgeous and beautiful lady would like to be fucked today? A ride on the edge of the bed, mounting like a cowgirl, a drive in the g-whiz or you prefer a good old face-off?” Jonathan tells her, chuckling at his bad joke, still rubbing her clit.
She looks at him, smiling at his enthusiasm, saying with a desire-filled voice, “Let’s go with a good old spoon, I want you to keep your hands all around me.”
“Excellent choice. A spoon coming up. Please install yourself comfortably and enjoy the dessert,” he replies to her, motioning her to the bed.
As she places herself on her side, Jonathan is distracted by the scene in Steve’s booth. Having cummed in the brunette, he switched to the blond, leaving the comfort of the bed to fuck her from behind, thrusting hard in her. As he does, the other three are around him, two sucking his nipples while another one is between his legs, sucking on his sack. Jonathan would like to be at Steve’s place, but hey, this is life, you don’t choose the pussies you fuck, they choose you.
Focusing on the lady on the bed, he gets behind her and aligns his dick with her pussy, inserting himself in her. Feeling the warmth of a woman around him always makes him happy, he’s actually loving his civil duty. Without the limitation of a year of service, caused by the pill they are taking, he would stay longer. What he might end up doing is an extended civil duty, doing individual private sessions few times a week after he is done in a month, as long as his new flame is okay with it.
Going back to the present, his dick is now firmly in her. Moving his hands over her and pressing his body against her back, he starts to fuck her, making her moan. Trusting hard in her, he enjoys each second of their time together, rubbing her clit and pinching her nipples while he moved his dick in and out of her. He also adds few words of encouragement to her, whispering in her ear, increasing her breathing. He thinks he will be able to make her cum with him, something that he isn’t required to do, but that he loves when he can.
Their breathing is increasing, their pulse-quickening, their excitement growing. As he feels he’s on the verge of cumming, his partner beats him, squeezing his dick in her, triggering him. He groans loudly as he shoots his load in her, depositing his seed in her fertile womb.
As he shakes through his orgasm, he hears two loud groans beside him. Even though he has difficulty focusing on his colleague, he sees that both Steve and the young blond are cumming together, moaning loudly after a very passionate fuck. The spectacle widens his smile, happy that Steve is enjoying himself a little bit. His colleague has been down lately but seeing how energetic Steve is today reassures Jonathan that it will be fine once he is out.
Sensing that someone is looking at him, Steve turns his head toward Jonathan’s booth. Looking at his colleague’s partner, he understands why he has such a large smile, knowing how much he loves black women. He smirks at him as he feels the last remnant of his own orgasm leave him.
Feeling pretty happy, Jonathan says to Steve, “Man, quadruple simultaneous orgasms. Put it on top!”
Steve shakes his head in resignation, loving and hating how Jonathan is so laid back for their important work. Anyhow, he returns his high five, smacking their sweaty hands together.
Having celebrated their success, Steve finally removes himself from the blond and sits on the bed, taking a breather. His last partner topples on the side, spent from her own orgasm. The three other girls are still around him, looking at him like vultures. Knowing what’s coming, he rises from the bed and puts himself in front of them, not leaving them time to jump on him for another round.
He starts to say, “Girls, your time is up. Please put your… Oh, fuck… Don’t… You can’t… Temptress…” As he was to ask them politely to go as he’s done with them, the second brunette grabs his dick and inserts it into her mouth, giving him a blow job. They all know this isn’t permitted, but he has difficulty removing himself from her inviting wet and warm mouth. He eventually does, knowing full well he will be in trouble if he let this continue.
“Girls, you know the rules. No unnecessary ejaculation,” he tells them, out of breath. The girl who was blowing him pout at his refusal, intensely staring at him, lust filling her brown eyes. Breathing deeply while returning her stare, he would like to shove his dick back in her mouth, but he knows it is not going to end well if he does. He makes a motion, inviting them to dress up. He watches them as they cover their dazzling bodies, feeling his desire to fuck them another time.
“Steve, come here,” Jonathan says softly, having already accompanied his partner out. Steve looks at him with a frown but approaches his colleague. “Give her your number, if you want her to finish that BJ.”
“I shouldn’t, she's a customer,” Jonathan replies weakly, giving out excuses but knowing full well that he wants her, too excited at the prospect of feeling her again around him.
“Lie to me all you want, I know you fancy her. Invite her to finish it, don’t let her leave without giving her your number,” Jonathan pushes further, knowing full well his colleague is already onboard.
Steve gives Jonathan a knowing smile. He goes to the booth, picks up his business card, and puts his phone number on the back. Going to the brunette, he gives it to her while saying, “My number is on the back. If you ever want to finish that blowjob, text me,” he tells her. Pausing a little bit, he adds, “And, if you want, bring your friends.”
The brunette smiles widely at him, her eyes shining at the prospect. “What about tonight?”
Laughing softly, Steve tells her, “That can be arranged. Text me at 1800, I’ll send you my address.”
Her smile widens, her eyes filled with desire. Raising on the tip of her toes, she puts a kiss on his lips. “Keep a pill for tonight, I want to fuck you non-stop for hours!” she tells him with conviction. She turns around and joins her friends, giggling as she shows the card to them.
Shaking his head and softly laughing, he turns around and goes for the shower, rubbing his sweat and the perfume of the four young girls off his body. Looking out, he sees his next customer is another young woman, a beautiful redhead with fucking big breasts. As he rubs his dick clean, he looks at her, thinking of how he wants to fuck her passionately, the quartet having awakened his libido. She looks at him, a smirk on her face, enjoying the show as he soaps every millimeter of his dick.
Toweling himself, he lays on his bed, looking at Jonathan, who is sitting on his own. “So far so good today, those young girls have given me fate,” Steve says, laughing a little bit.
“Dude, I’m glad they have raised your spirit,” Jonathan says while chuckling. “I would have loved to fuck them, I would have taken my time and enjoyed them fully. You’re a lucky bastard, you know that? At least, you seem to have enjoyed it. Maybe you will also enjoy some more tonight?” Jonathan teases Steve.
“I hope she texts me, I want her lips around my dick again,” Steve says, his eyes glazing over.
Few silent seconds pass, Steve is lost in his fantasies, Jonathan hoping he will get a group like Steve before he’s out.
Their thoughts are interrupted by sounds coming from the other side of Steve’s booth.
“Hey, guys! I’m Alex, the new fuck machine. Nice to meet you,” the new guy says from his bed, beside Steve’s booth.
Steve and Jonathan turn their heads toward him, surprised to see a new face. It’s been a while that someone has occupied that booth.
“Hey, man. Welcome to the party, pal!” Jonathan replies happily.
“Sup,” Steve replies.
“I’m so pumped that my civil duty is finally here, that I get to fuck woman as my job. Fuck yeah,” Alex says, very excited by his new job.
“Let’s see what you say in two weeks. It’s not a simple job as you might think, it’s difficult on you physically, fucking your clientele every workday,” Steve tells Alex, trying to be realistic about their job.
“Don’t listen to him, he’s putting it more negatively than it is. But he’s right, it’s a hard job, you need to rise to the occasion so many times, so don’t think it will be an easy ride,” Jonathan replies with a big smile, continuing with his bad jokes.
“Yeah, yeah, I don’t care. I’m going to fuck women to repopulate the Earth because ninety percent of men died. I’ll be a hero while fucking women all the time, it’s the best job ever!” Alex says, super excited.
“Well, at least I’m going to have someone to talk to after you’re done with your fuck duty,” Steve says to Jonathan, shrugging.
“That’s the spirit!” Jonathan replies. Looking at his booth and the growing line, he tells Steve and Alex. “We should get busy, repopulating the Earth will not happen overnight. New guy, get that huge dick in front and attract some customers. You want to fuck, you will with that big stick between your legs.”
Laughing, the three goes to the front of their booth and get their next customer, Alex bringing in a mid-age woman where Jonathan brings in a barely legal teenager and Steve the redhead he was fantasizing about earlier.
Leaving Alex to get acquainted with his new job, Jonathan and Steve lay down on their beds for their next customers. As they are already feeling the exertion of the day, they leave their partners to do the work, to conserve stamina for their respective evening activities.
Positioning their partners over their dicks, they feel the soft embrace of their pussies surrounding them, their dicks hard as a rock by the pills. Without the little red capsule, they wouldn’t be able to stay erect for the whole shift and produce enough spermatozoid to inseminate women one after the other. This advancement in science came at the right moment, allowing men to go down the rabbit hole of fucking women repeatedly and making babies to repopulate the human species.
As their partners start to move over their dicks, they turn to each other, having positioned themselves so they can talk.
“So, where are you going tonight with your lady?” Steve asks Jonathan, continuing their conversations from earlier.
“Nothing fancy, romantic dinner at a French restaurant close to my apartment, for us to move there to have dessert,” Jonathan replies, moving up and down his eyebrows again.
“You are insatiable. You’ll have to show me a picture of her eventually, she seems too good to be true,” Steve replies with a joking smile, teasing Jonathan.
“Once the shift is over, I’ll show you. She is gorgeous… Is the new guy already finished with his customer?” Jonathan says, looking at Alex.
Steve turns his head around and looks at the other booth beside his. Alex has already cummed into his customer, now cleaning himself. As he towels his body, he points toward the woman at the front of his line, inviting her to his bed.
Steve tells him, over the ambient noise of moaning, grunting, and body slapping, “Dude, take it easy. You should take a breather between customers. Otherwise, your dick will not come up one morning.”
Getting himself on the bed and lining up to doggy-style his second customer, Alex turns to Steve and reassures him, “Don’t worry, I can take it.” Not wasting time, he lines up his dick and inserts himself into the woman in front of him, fucking her quickly, thrusting hard and deep in her.
Turning back to Jonathan, Steve shakes his head and says softly enough for only Jonathan to hear, “He’s a fool, he’s not going to make it to Friday if he works like this, lining up one after the other.”
Jonathan looks at Alex, then focuses back on Steve, saying while chuckling, “I remember a man, six months ago, that said almost the same thing.”
Steve rolls his eyes, remembering his first day, how he almost threw up his back, having fucked too hard. “Yeah, fine, we are all fools when we start.”
Jonathan is also lost in his thoughts, remembering his first day. He explains it to Steve, “I remember my first day. I lined up five women on the bed so I did not have to wait between each. After I cummed in the fifth one, I passed out from exhaustion. We come in thinking it’s going to be an easy job but no, repopulating the Earth is a real nut job,” Jonathan finishes with a joke, making Steve laughs.
After few seconds of silence, only interrupted by their increasing breathing, Steve asks Jonathan, curious about something, “Hey, I never asked you, what’s the job you will be going back to?”
“I’m a computer geek, replacing monitor and keyboard in a company,” Jonathan replies. “What about you?”
“I’m a gynecologist,” Steve says, adding, “I will be checking pussies for the rest of my life,” Steve says while shrugging, resigned.
Jonathan laughs so hard at the fate of Steve, only stopping as he climaxes again, his customer bringing him to his orgasm, creating new babies for the human race to survive.
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The day was mild and sunny, with a sky open and big and blue overhead, with a breeze just strong enough to stir the hair across your forehead if you stood just right. As perfect a day as anyone could hope for, and the neighborhood was taking full advantage of it. Older women were power walking in track suits down the sidewalks, kids were rushing about chasing one another as they ran through the sprinklers. Young mothers stood in clusters in their driveways, gossiping and laughing as they bumped...
Wife LoversHer DutyMy mother always told me to be obliging and submissive before the men in my life. "Their lives and ours are too different to understand each other. You'll make a better man of your husband if you are his wife, mother, nurse, and teacher, all at once. And the same for your sons and father. They don't know it, but they need it. You should be obliging even when they don't ask for your help," were her words of wisdom. I never forgot her lesson. I watched her oblige to my father's every need...
Hi friends this is my another story please do leave comments Everything we had is just vanished we are no more good we are no more a perfect family, yes we are no more proper family because head of the family my father is dead , what shall we do now without my father he is been with me all my life guiding in a proper direction he scolded me when I am wrong and corrects me he praised me when I did good things he hugs me when I am sad he shares everything that happened in his life , how can I...
IncestCOFFIN DUTY(A Sequel Of Sorts For A New Haunt)T.S. FESSELNDisclaimer: This is a work of amatory fantasy. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading here. If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depictions of sex and bondage, please stop reading here. The author takes no responsibility for those who wish to reenact anything written below.Permission is granted for private use. The author wishes any agencies that wish to...
“Thank you for agreeing to help me with this, Victoria. I don't think I could do it by myself, but I guess it's time.”“You don't need to apologise for anything, Frank. I know it's difficult, and it's only been two weeks since Jessica… well, it's not been a long time. I'm glad to help.” Victoria took Frank's hand as they entered the bedroom. It had been the master bedroom, but as her cancer got worse, Jessica insisted Frank move into the spare room so he could get some sleep rather than listen...
Love StoriesI awoke in the sick bay, lying in a hospital bed with tubes coming out of my arms. I tried to move, but I was weighed down by something, and the needles were sore where they pierced my skin. I looked down at my body to see Vi’s huge head resting on my legs, her eyes closed as she slept. Her long body trailed off into the room, passing under the curtain that divided the beds. I was hooked up to monitoring equipment, and my muscles ached, as if I had been lying still for too long. My ribs hurt...
I awoke from a wonderful dream to realize I was living a dream. I was face to face with my beautiful wife of eight years. She was sound asleep and I moved to kiss her before getting out of bed when I felt the weight on my stomach. I looked at my midsection and saw the curly head of Becky, one of my wife's best friends. Becky was a chubby, red head that I never would have been sexually attracted to, however my wife brought her into our sex life over a year ago, and boy was I glad. This heavyset...
SwingerGuard Duty By Cal Y. Pygia Susan Denton was apprehensive as she approached the airport security station. She didn't like having to set her purse on the black conveyor belt that transported it - and the personal effects it contained - through the X-ray machine that rendered ghost images of her personal effects. On one occasion, the machine had showed the spectral outline of a phallic-shaped dildo. She was still embarrassed whenever she thought of the incident. Sure, lots of...
My arrival at my duty assignment in Germany initially turned out glorious and every person, the few standby personnel at the Kaserne, had a great time on me, my skills and my busy “bratwurst”. But now it was time to go find out what my real duties were. The Army had returned. I was told to report to the Communication Center, to talk the NCO in charge. I would be assigned to my work whatever that might be. The Army was back in town and the Merrell Barracks Kaserne was loaded with armor,...
Introduction: Vic is asked to keep his bosss wife happy A new job with a special duty I had been working at the firm for about three years and really liked my job. I started right out of college. My name is Victor, everyone calls me Vic. I spend quite a bit of time at the gym and am on the company softball team so I am in pretty good shape. One day, Mr. Banks, my fifty something balding boss, called me into his office. Vic, you have been with us for a while now and you have been doing a fine...
Our family is one happy family me, my dad and my mom, he cared us like no one ever he just like friends to us his name is raghunandhan and his age is 54 , my mom name is Lakshmi her age is 40 and my name is rathode and my age is 20.BEFORE DEATH OF RAGHUNANDHANRaghu my father he is in hospital , mild heart attack gradually lead into sever heart attack doctor as said that “ we did everything but there is no chance for him , I am sorry ”. Doctor informed us that he had hole in his heart and there...
Hello, I am Vikas. I am a police sub inspector by profession and still unmarried. You know that in the profession of police, you will get a lot of chances of sex. So I will say this job is very wonderful. I have my duty in a Chandigarh near to the university. Usually I got a chance to grab money from the boys and girls on the basis of absence of license, I card or other documents while they are driving their vehicles. Last month, I was on night duty. The time was about 11 PM in the night. I...
"You see the match last Saturday?" Jonny Harris asked Teddy Demme. The other man unlocked a padlock and swung open the chain-link gate in front of them. "Nah, had to do a job for Mr Herbert. Caught the highlights on Match of the Day." Jonny and Teddy walked back to Teddy's BMW. They drove through the gate, stopped the car, got out, closed the gate and locked it behind them. "I reckon it's the Gunner's year this time," Jonny said. "Nah," Teddy replied. They got back in the car...
This is, unhappily, an autobiographical story with just a few name changes, and maybe a few slight memory errors, as it has been a few years. The subject matter is decidedly dark, even by my standards, so you have been warned. This is deliberately in present tense because that is the appropriate voice here. Special thanks to Sbrooks and Crkcppr for editing and beta reading it for me. Any remaining errors are entirely mine -- probably added after their assistance. And thanks again to everyone...
Summer 1808 Thomas was standing on the quarter deck of HMS Andromeda, 32, and watched The Rock growing smaller in the distance as the ship made her way through the calm waters under full sail before the moderate westerly breeze. Captain Benning had retired to his cabin once they were under way, and Thomas still had most of the Forenoon Watch ahead of him. It was his first watch in Andromeda under sail and as such exciting enough, but he could not help thinking about the sweet woman he had...
The War Between the States had just begun and I was married on the day my new husband was to be shipped out to fight. I was only 17 but considered a woman at the time. My husband owned a small plantation in South Carolina. Though we were southerners and Jim, my husband, went to fight for the south we both believed in the northern cause. His platoon was in such a hurry we never had a proper wedding night. In fact, we didn’t get to properly consummate the marriage. I did, however, get to give him...
The War Between the States had just begun and I was married on the day my new husband was to be shipped out to fight. I was only 17 but considered a woman at the time. My husband owned a small plantation in South Carolina. Though we were southerners and Jim, my husband, went to fight for the south we both believed in the northern cause. His platoon was in such a hurry we never had a proper wedding night. In fact, we didn’t get to properly consummate the marriage. I did, however, get to give him...
Wife LoversThere was no longer time for interests and feelings. No more time to “find ones self”. There would be nobody to find in the next five generations if humans did not begin to rebuild, not just their homes, but their numbers as well. Most humans understood this, most did not fight the collective need to survive. But enough incidents, and mindless acts of independence in a world that now depended on interdependence lead to the need for order, and so chains, and restraints entered human society...
“Wash these.” He commanded, the rest of the group eating crisp rabbit by the fire. The pregnant woman, Hana, was eating among them. Being treated by this hoard’s standards like a queen. Her belly fat with child, she dug in to her stick of meat. Her long blonde hair practically glowing from her daily washes she received. The other women were by the wash tub, scrubbing that the clothes being thrown to them by the men as they ate and laughed in their nakedness. Telling stories of their old...
Moralez opened his eyes, they were blurry, unfocused. He saw a white blob above him, shifting and warping as he blinked, trying to clear his vision. Was he dead? Was this what being dead was like? No, it was a light fixture on a ceiling, also white. As his eyes came into focus, he tried to raise his head to look around him, but his neck was sore and stiff. Now that he was more aware, his whole body was sore and aching, his extremities were numb. What had happened? Where was he? He heard...
Cynthia and I have had our share of problems. We got married young and we were deeply in love. We still are, but things seemed to have leveled out for us. Our kisses became more chaste and our lovemaking sparse and routine. After years of marriage, and hundreds of nights spent together I often felt like I was alone as we shared a bed. She was an amazing woman and I truly adored her. She was the perfect wife and an exemplary lover so there was no reason for our distance. Had we become too...
HMP Wormwood Scrubs (Her Majesty’s Pleasure) 1145 Hours, Dee’s Night Shift. It was a lonely night for Dee. She was on prison duty tonight and she knew why. She had rejected the advances of her overweight, slimy boss, David, who would not take no for an answer, and when he was told otherwise, knew how to make her come around: night shift in the men’s quarters of the prison. She was beautiful, her long, red hair hung around her shoulders and neck like a burning flame. Her piercing hazel eyes bore...
Chapter 1: EDI's night on duty Chapter Text "EDI was sitting in the Normandy's cockpit when all of a sudden she heard strange noises coming from the back of the ship some where." Going to check out what all the noise was about, then she came a cross something strange lying on the floor in the weapons area. Not know what it had been she left it there on the floor then continued to the back of the ship. There was a light on in the engineering area. From what she could tell is that someone was...
LesbianI am US Army Medic and my name is Greg. Most people call me"Doc"'even though I am not a real one. It was early March of 1945 in Italy. I was part of the US Army assigned to distributing food and medical supplies to the locals. It was a four man team made up of two PFC's and two sergeants. After being wounded twice, I got this duty instead of being sent stateside. We got our orders. The two PFC's had a "deuce and a half" loaded and were destined to go to a town with an orphanage. The other...
HistoricalNew Zealand weather is notoriously changeful, and by the time Greg awoke on Saturday morning it had completely changed from the previous day’s torrential rain that had played a part in precipitating his sexual encounter with Andrea Hemsley. It was a glorious Christchurch summer morning, and brilliant sunshine already flooded the kitchen as he pottered preparing his breakfast of coffee and toast, his head still full of memories of her. It was not just her awesome sexuality that preoccupied him....
MILFIt was just after 9:00 on Monday morning and I was just finishing up with unpacking boxes into my new cubicle when Jocelyn, Mr. Jeffries’ secretary, dropped by and said, “Jane, Mr. Jeffries would like to see you in his office if possible.” “Sure,” I replied, “When?” “Now, if you can.” As I followed her back to his office I asked, “What’s up?” “I don’t know,” she replied. “He just got off his weekly conference call with head office and asked me to see if you were free.” As we approached his...
Straight SexVol II: My Oily Anal Duty. Now every weekend I stay at Parvathy aunty’s home. I call her Paaru now. We were almost living like a newly married, humping each other at every occasion possible, I have fucked, her daughter Deepa many times, but the pleasure I get while making love, cumming in her was something I cannot express. Paaru was a goddess, her beauty was something out of this world. Today was Friday evening, and I was, longing to see my girlfriend’s beautiful mom. She was complaining the...
IncestHMP Wormwood Scrubs (Her Majesty's Pleasure) 1145 Hours, Dee's Night Shift.It was a lonely night for Dee. She was on prison duty tonight and she knew why. She had rejected the advances of her overweight, slimy boss, David, who would not take no for an answer, and when he was told otherwise, knew how to make her come around: night shift in the men’s quarters of the prison.She was beautiful, her long, red hair hung around her shoulders and neck like a burning flame. Her piercing hazel eyes bore...
Love StoriesMan thinks about secretary while making love to spouse...Marital DutyI can still remember the first time I set eyes on Sandra. I was a scruffy young man of twenty. She was a very sexy girl of 22. She came up to me as I was trying to kick start my somewhat temperamental Norton 750 Commando motorcycle. She said something about liking bikes. That was all I needed to hear. A hot looking brunette with big brown eyes in a pair of tight fitting jeans coming up to me and telling me she likes bikes. My...
In 22 Hours I would be on a C-130 to point’s undisclosed leading aplatoon providing perimeter security to a team of Delta Operatorsdoing d**g interdiction in NW Peru. Having survived Panama I wasn'ttoo concerned, except that 3 of my best soldiers, including my weapons squad leader were out on sick call and I'd have 3 FNGs replacing them. I was visiting with an old school friend who lived in Oklahoma City, we spent this night inDallas hitting a few spots, it was getting late and we headed to...
AIRPLANE DUTY I’m sad for Master will be going on a trip with two of His Friends. I will be going on the plane to Their destination but will be going right back home. Master wants to use me on the way there and have me come back home. It’s a private plane that One of the other Master’s owns Himself. I’m nervous about this for I haven’t met these other Masters before. I know it’s going to be Master B and Master T. I wait nervously in the passenger side of the car as W/we drive to the...
(A Sequel Of Sorts For A New Haunt) "I'm here," Brandy bubbled as she came through the old farmhouse door. God, she had waiting for this all year. Halloween had always been a magical time of year for her, with goblins and graveyards and haunted houses transforming neighborhoods into ghastly haunts. But last Halloween transformed it into something more wondrous than she had possibly dreamed of. Last Halloween, within the very walls where she was now standing, Brandy was introduced into...
Daughter? No that is a very old snapshot. I keep it on top of my desk to remind me of what it cost me sit at this desk. People in your country think that we grind the peasants and live without a care. That is not true. Military people like myself keep this country together. And before we received positions of leadership, our predecessors made sure we had the same dedication that they displayed. I test the younger officers for dedication, as well. I pray that they will continue the dedication...
I stopped in to inform Janet that I would return after lunch. "Have whatever you and Lila want ordered in," I said. "Mo has menus from about a million places." Mo — don't you dare call me Maureen — was my secretary. She was perhaps 240 years old. She had been old when I was a child and that was 30 years before. But she still was going strong. She had been my caregiver as a child (Mo hated the word babysitter, too). She was my caregiver as an adult. I filled the muscle I brought along...
Janet and Lila were waiting for me at the office. Janet was nervous but Lila was humming away while updating her MySpace page. I pulled Janet out of Lila's earshot. "Things will be under control by Sunday," I said. "I would still like for you two to spend the weekend at my house." I could tell Janet was about to object. "If you're uncomfortable with me there, I will stay elsewhere," I said. "I met with man who held Leo's marker. It is gone. You won't be bothered — at least on...
Janet and Lila were impressed with house. OK, that is an understatement. They were in awe of it. Lila took one look at the indoor pool and raced off to see if she had brought a swimsuit. I could figure no reason in the world why she would have packed one but what did I know. I am just a man. "This seems a bit ostentatious for you," Janet said. I told her that I had inherited it. "I'm surprised after what you told me about your father," she said. "I figured that you would be...
I spent a leisurely Friday night and Saturday with the Conroys. It was as pleasant an experience as I've ever known. We lounged around the house, watched a movie and took a short walk around the property. We had settled down to a board game — which Janet and Lila had the foresight to bring with them — Saturday afternoon. I was in the process of getting abused in my third consecutive game when my cell phone chirped. At the time, I viewed the interruption as a welcome respite from my losing...
I thought it prudent to call Janet to alert her to the additional guest we would have. And I sat in the living room of the Federici's home while Amelia packed enough clothes, accessories and toiletries for a month-long excursion to China. I put my foot down when she started back up the stairs for the fourth time. "Kiddo," I said. "Let's be realistic. I have a small car with limited trunk space. You're not moving in with me. You're staying for a couple of days." Amelia glared at...
Even though I knew I would see Janet and Lila again in just three days, it was with trepidation that I watched them drive away on Sunday afternoon. Amelia seemed to sense my mood. "Do you really think she can live with what you do?" she asked. "People who aren't raised around this sort of life have trouble adapting to it." I looked over at her crossly. "People with any sense of decency would have trouble adapting to it — even if they were raised around it," I stated. Amelia...
Dinner with the Conroys was the start of a roller-coaster ride that lasted a few months instead of a few minutes. As with the amusement park ride, I was left disappointed when the ride was over. I guess the analogy is pretty close, now that I think about it. We started out slowly. We ate dinner together and spend time doing things a normal couple would. He went to movies and the theatre; we took Lila to places that we all enjoyed; we spent quiet evenings at home. Janet rotated departments...
Jeremy Walker was as arrogant as Susan Kay said he was. At least he was arrogant until I produced photos — taken from public areas — of his wife entering and leaving her job and of his daughter walking down a street. Then his arrogance was replaced by anger. At that point, Marcus calmly handed him the copies of his financial statements. I didn't trust myself to come within arm's reach of him. What I had done so far was within the bounds of the law. Throttling the man would land me on the...
Prostitution, it has been said, is a victimless crime. I disagreed even before I met Janet Conrad but I disagree more fervently now. Most women — and their male contemporaries — don't enter prostitution of their own free will. I doubt there are many little girls who think "I want to fuck slimy douchebags for money when I grow up." Most prostitutes are there because they no marketability beyond their orifices. Their young home lives sometimes precluded a formal education — and the...
I sat silently in my vehicle for a few moments to collect my thoughts. I had suspected that the plant in Linda's office was a rouge federal agent looking to gather dirt on me. I had not for a moment suspected that it was another outfit looking for the opportunity to take over my operation. The Chechnyan Mafia was ruthless. They slaughtered their way to power and they held onto power by being more willing to dole out punishment than the other guy. In my mind, the Chechnyans were the...