Panty Pride
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My family or clan has always been very secluded and remote. Normally girls or women were chosen by the clan master. The children were raised by the mother but trained by the clan warriors and the father. In my case it was the master and all six of my mother’s brothers. I do not know what my father did to deserve my mother or why she still loves him.
At eighteen I qualified for a commission in the emperor’s marines. First I had to see him and kneel to give my oath. That was the way of our clan if we wished to enter the service. Our clan was one of the only ones allowed to enter his presence with weapons. I dressed in black clan warrior garb and put on the face covering last.
Even the screen covering my eyes kept anyone from seeing me. My hands were in tight black gloves and I made a last check of my weapons before I left the hostel. It was an hour walk to the palace but I had called and they knew I was coming. The guards looked at me with suspicion when I reached the gate.
I held out a black card and pushed it into a reader slot. The light turned green and the smaller personal gate slid open as guards looked at each other. It was not supposed to do that for anyone. I walked up the long drive and entered through the front doors. I ignored all the servants and sycophants as I made my way through the halls to the emperor’s outer office.
The guards moved to block the doors as I crossed to a desk, “I am Kelso Lyon of the Demon clan.”
The woman swallowed and used her intercomm and a shielded voice screen. She straightened and nodded and turned to gesture, “open the door and let him pass.”
I turned and started for the door as the guards looked at each other before opening it. The office was huge and another guard stood at the emperor’s shoulder watching me as the door closed. This one seemed to know what I was and smiled. I pulled the face covering down and lifted the eye screen.
I stopped short of the desk and went to one knee and bowed my head, “I have come to give into your hands my soul.”
That was the term the clan used for honor and it meant everything. The old man stood and moved around the large desk, “your name son of Demon?”
I did not lift my head as I relaxed, “I am called Lyon’s Pride my lord.”
I felt the guard shift and held still as the emperor put his old hand on my head, “I accept your soul as my own until I fade. Long may you guard and protect the clan.”
He lifted his hand and I came to my feet, “thank you my lord.”
He smiled before turning, “it is my honor to lad. Once your grandfather...”
I spun at the sound of weapons and glanced back, “you need to go to your safe room.”
I pulled the eye screen down and lifted the face covering. The door began to open and guards spilled into the room. I walked out and turned to walk down the hall. The firing was growing closer as people fled. At a intersection I moved to the side and leaped and let the special surface of the gloves catch.
I pulled as I used the toes on the mocs and crawled up and turned to press against the wall. It was not long before men in black strode into the intersection. One fired at a guard and I waited as they fired back and started down the hall. I pushed off and flipped while pulling the twin short swords hilt down at my waist.
I landed among the soldiers and slid in while slashing and stabbing. Men screamed and died as I began the very old dance our clan had created. I cut a throat here and slid aside to stab into the neck of another and ... I spun the wounded and dying men into the path between me and others with weapons.
The body armor and screens could not stop the swords and finally someone began firing into them with a tribarrel. I dove and rolled into another hall as the few men left alive were torn apart. I wiped my swords as I stood and slid them into their sheaths. I leaped and caught the wall and climbed up and then reached for the ceiling.
Whoever was using the tribarrel was moving closer and firing through walls. I waited until they walked into the hall before twisting as I dropped. There were six men but only one with the tribarrel. I landed on him and caught his head and twisted and yanked. I rolled away and moved to the closest man as he fell and began to spasm and die.
The next man tried to turn the rifle he was carry but I slid in and caught it while turning. He fired and the rounds struck the other four men as I pulled a knife and shoved it into his neck under the ear. I twisted and ripped it out as I yanked and threw him towards two of the men. I leaped and caught another and spun with him as the last started to fire.
The rounds struck him but his body screen and armor stopped it. One of my hands pulled his arm up and his rifle fired and sprayed the other man’s head. I shoved the knife into the gap under the edge of his helmet and twisted before letting him go. I pushed him to the man and followed and caught the barrel of his rifle and pulled.
I moved in as he yanked to keep it and turned so he was between me and the last two men. I slashed across his throat under the face shield and shoved before moving after the last two. One spun to flee while the other tried to dodge. Neither made it as I reached them and buried the knife in the second man’s neck and pulled a thin chain with a disk on the end.
I swung it at the other man and it wrapped around the helmet. When the disk slapped against it there was a subsonic burst and he dropped. I pulled the chain and knife free and turned to look at the carnage around me. I looked at several wary guards pointing weapons and bowed before I turned and moved to one side.
I knelt to clean the knife and put it away and then the chain and disk. I glanced up a moment later when guards surrounded me, “is my lord safe?”
The guards looked at each other and one cleared his throat, “the emperor is safe.”
I sighed and stood, “good. Please inform him I have killed our enemies.”
I turned and another cleared his throat, “you are not going anywhere.”
I looked at him and then the others before I gestured, “your comp.”
He hesitated and then pulled it and handed it to me and I accessed it and lifted it to whisper. I handed it back as the screen flickered and a flashing crest appeared, “that is my sign.”
They looked and one checked before they stared at me and he gestured, “you can go.”
I nodded and started walking down the hall. When I pulled the float into the gate of the fleet base the guards watched me and one came to sign me in. He looked at the comp and turned, “a vehicle is being sent sir.”
Five minutes and I was being driven across to the marine officer’s academy. There were nine weeks of classes and training including with the marine weapons. During the official giving of oath I stood to the side and remained quiet. When I was promoted to second lieutenant there were a lot of senior officers.
The emperor appeared and while they went to attention I knelt and bowed my head. He smiled and touched my shoulder and whispered, “stand son of the Demon.”
Six of the dukes were present as he put a ribbon with a medal around my neck. He touched it and nodded, “you are your mother’s son.”
I smiled, “she says I am my father.”
He snorted and then nodded, “yes you are like him in some ways.”
He stepped back and everyone saluted before the ceremony ended. As the officers left a captain appeared, “lieutenant please follow me.”
What followed was a private meeting with the emperor and my grandfather who did not speak and the fleet sky marshal and the marine commandant. The emperor handed me a set of orders and told me what to do. My grandfather gave me a scroll and looked into my eyes, “it is for the broken clan.”
Like all the other cadets I had already packed and pulled my float after me and took a fleet shuttle up to a station where I caught a courier ship. The hatch was closing when Kaira slipped in with a large bag over her shoulder. She was sixteen and not really my clan but close enough and partially trained.
She grinned as I looked at her and held out a scroll. I accepted it and glanced at the crewman beside the hatch. I looked at the clan master’s mating seal on the scroll before looking at her, “are you crazy?”
She gave my chest a pat, “you are mine.”
I sighed and turned and started for the bridge, “very well but you have to wait until we get under way.”
She walked beside me, “the clan is very proud. The clan master showed the recordings from the palace and we saw you.”
I glanced at her before we reached the bridge and I stopped, “you know where we are going captain?”
He nodded, “as soon as we finish filling the water tanks we will leave.”
He gestured while glancing at Kaira, “you have cabin four.”
I saluted and he smiled and returned it. A few minutes and I was locking the float to the deck in one corner of the tiny cabin. There was a set of bunks and Kaira was already lifting and stowed the top away. I checked the tiny fresher before I put a screamer on the hatch and turned to undress. Kaira was half naked and grinned as she watched me.
She finished removing her clothes and laid on the bed, “I have waited many years for this.”
I sat beside her hip and reached out to softly feel and caress her, “you have finished the neural training?”
She snorted, “learning about sex in my mind is not real.”
I gave one nipple a tug, “answer witch.”
She shuddered as her nipples became hard and she grinned, “yes. It was required if I wanted the clan master to give me to you.”
I nodded and turned and moved down and she spread her legs. I looked at her bald pussy, all women in the clan remove all body hair except the head. I opened her slit and licked through it and she shivered and seemed to relax. I kept licking her and nibbled on her inner lips and finally moved to her clit.
I flicked the tip of my tongue back and forth on it and she shuddered and moaned. A few minutes and she was twisting and jerking her hips up, “aaaahhhh!”
I moved over her and slowly forced my cock into her tight pussy. She groaned and clutched me as I buried my cock and settled on her. I began to grind and press and enjoyed her warm pussy grasping and squeezing. She started to struggle and buck and I pulled back and fucked her with long, deep thrusts.
She gasped and spasmed and then she was howling as she thrashed and bucked and twisted. It was like riding a real demon that pushed me away and then yanked me back into her. Her pussy was constantly clenching while I fucked her firmly. She continued to struggle and cling to me as she cocked her legs, “fffuuucccckkkkk!”
Several minutes and her eyes rolled up and I buried my cock. I held her under me as I gushed and spewed strong spurts of sperm. She jerked and her pussy kept grasping and squeezing the cum into her, “mmmm!”
When I was done I smiled and gave her a kiss, “welcome clan rider.”
She was shaking and shuddering and grinned while her pussy massaged my cock. I pulled out and moved to roll her over and lift her hips before I sank back into her. I fucked her a dozen times a day for the week it took to reach Hearson. From there we took a shuttle out to the strike carrier. I let Kaira put her bag on my float and pull it.
She followed when I walked off and into the bay. An ensign looked at us while crew went to remove the supplies on the shuttle. I turned to salute the ship Ensign and then him. He returned it, “you lost sir?”
I smiled, “I am here to see colonel Lyon.”
He shifted and turned, “you will find him in the team common room.”
I began to walk and Kaira followed. We took a lift up to the team deck and then walked to the team area. I put my hand on the scan plate beside the hatch and it slid open. I walked in and ignored all the men that turned to look at me. All except one, I crossed the floor while signaling Kaira.
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I have been reading some graphic novels lately for one of my graphic design classes at university and one of the major novels studied is DC comics Teen Titans. While reading them it occurred to me that the writers had made it too unrealistic. It’s not the superheroes, aliens and monsters that struck me as being unrealistic; it’s the fact that a bunch of teenagers left alone in a tower every weekend don’t have more sexual attraction to each over. This is what would really happen at night in...
So to the Marilyn saga ends. This is the last Marilyn story for a very long time, possibly ever if interest in her wanes over time. However, this won't be my last story. I have more stuff developing in the lab, so to speak. MARILYN'S SEXUAL PARADISE - By Brett Lynn "Wh...what hon? What do you want?" Marilyn groggily pulled herself out of her nap and took a look at her wife sitting next to her on the airplane as they cruised their way to Hawaii for their honeymoon. She saw...
When I gave my report and updated my Masters, I took care to note that my suspicions of Ray Ford seemed correct, he had run off. It was his wife, Laura who had supplied him with some poison. He was CIA and his request to her was not unusual since 'The Snake River Complex' had recently been closed and the use of the lethal 'Satan Bug' had been limited now. It had been a shock to her what her husband had been doing. Our friendship running since we were kids took hold again, and she had...
I arched my back in pleasure as she continued her violence. My hands unknowingly gripped the bed sheets tightly. Her tongue did it's work on my throbbing core. "Pl-please I-I can't." I whispered closing my eyes. The pleasure was too much to handle. Her eyes met mine as she raised her head. Her eyes held lust that gave me shivers. "No princess, I know you want it too." With that she licked the soft spot of my core which made me moan as I reached my climax. My breathing were heavy and my eyes...
LesbianIt was another beautiful summers evening. A mild breeze had picked up and it felt refreshing against my face. I had just finished almost three hours of basketball with my friends and had a good workout. When we played, we played hard. We all went our seperate ways and as I stradled my bike I closed my eyes and could almost hear the sound of the surf crashing on the beach; it must have been the wind of course since the ocean was a good ten miles away but in my imagination it seemed so real! ...
Faye and I had been married for 6 months tonight and I wanted to do something special for her. We had met just after my divorce and I couldn’t believe such a sexy young woman would be interested in someone over twice her age. She was 24 and I was almost 50. She had been working in a clothing department when we met and she agreed to go out to dinner with me that very night. It was magic since that first night and I couldn’t believe that she initiated sex with me on our first date. I guess the...
This is a true story of a bisexual encounter. Me, my wife and another guy had the time of our lives.I told my wife, Helen there was a guy coming to town that she might like to meet. I told her she would really like him. She smiled at this. She liked the idea. Helen didn’t know but I’d been writing to this guy on the Internet and we’d shared a lot of fantasies including Helen fucking both of us. The guy and I arranged to meet when he was in town and we had a plan. Oh, his name is Paul.Helen...
Here I was treated like a part of the crew. Aboard the Hyperion the only difference between enlisted personnel and officers was more or less only the rank pin on your collar. Captain Zezz treaded and acted the same around the lowest First Class Starman as he did around his bridge officers. He told jokes with them, participated in games and on board sporting events and most unusual. The ship used only one mess hall. Officers and enlisted ate in the same place. There wasn’t even a specific...
Most of the girls talk about running away. I think, after sex, it is their favorite fantasy. Jerry, the school counselor, has told me that all of the girls have dreams of running away. He explains to them that the dream is an attempt to run away from their responsibilities and if they learn to accept their responsibilities the dreams will go away. What a load of crap. Prisoners always dream about escape. I guess Jerry is just keeping the company line. There is no escape from the Academy....
Lacy Lennon is the August 2021 Fantasy of the Month, and this hot redhead has one hell of a vision for us to film. She wanted to get herself nice and dolled up in some stunning lingerie, complete with garters and a set of knee-high boots that make her legs go on for days. She even knew who she wanted to fuck to complete her fantasy: Codey Steele, in a full cowboy getup. Codey is totally happy to play along if it means he gets a piece of this cowgirl’s hot ass. As soon as Codey gets close...
xmoviesforyouChapter 14 I said, "Why not?" I ordered a "Chivas and water" and he smiled and ordered the same. "The lady has class." He said. I smiled and nodded. We started talking and I had to be careful not to let him know. I didn't want a scene right there. But before long we were talking like old friends. He asked my name. "Natalie" was all I said. He smiled and said, "My first love was named Natalie." We chatted for a while more and he asked me up to his room. I decided that I was off the...
Hello folks, this is Harsh hope you guys are having a good time here on ISS. After completing my engineering I was placed in a company based in Ahmedabad, though a lovely city but being from southern part of the country it was very hard for me to get accustomed to this entire new place, staying miles away without friends and family was not an easy task for me. I used to spend most of the weekends in my solitude, riding around the city aimlessly, clicking random stuff, etc. One fine sunny noon...
A warm wind blew off the grasslands and into a secluded, wooded valley. The whir of a rope broke the stillness of the afternoon, missing a tree stump by mere inches. A blue jay cried its objection at having humans so close to its nest. A killdeer called plaintively as it ran down the yellow sand of the only road in the valley. A buzzard circled lazily overhead, looking for a meal. Daisy’s littered the grass around the stump, creating a blaze of color in the otherwise green...
Matthew lay naked on the bed and watched as his wife, Karen, brushed her soft blonde hair. The muscles of her naked back flexed with the action of her arms and he occasionally glimpsed the side of her full breasts. Even after almost twenty-five years of marriage she still turned him on. She smiled lightly as she caught his reflection in the mirror. She knew he loved to watch her doing the most mundane things and she’d long ago lost count of the times she’d had to stop sewing or cooking to...
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