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in cantina

Gianni, mi andresti a prendere la sega che ho dimenticato giù in cantina?... Attento, non è quella poggiata sulla vecchia credenza, è quella che ho lasciato sul mobiletto accanto, quello dove tengo i giornali vecchi» mi chiese mio padre intento a fare dei lavori in casa con me che ero lì ad osservarlo.Avevo visto spesso mio padre utilizzare vecchi quotidiani quando verniciava o quando utilizzava olio o lubrificanti ma non avevo mai visto da dove li avesse tirati fuori; però senza fare domande...

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The Truth About Black Canadians

Life is funny, folks. Case in point? Me. Steve Acier. Mr. Big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in Nepean, a suburb of the capital city of Ottawa in the Province of Ontario. I moved there from my hometown of Boston, Massachusetts, at the end of 2009. Since then I enrolled at Carleton University and I also work part-time as a security guard at the local art gallery. Since I moved to Ottawa, I experienced a lot of culture shock. Ottawa is a city with a growing population of...

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Why I Hate Canadians

My name is Steve LaFleur. A big and tall young African-American man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the city of Boston, Massachusetts, in 1987. I’ve been living in Ottawa since 2009. I moved here because I had a scholarship offer from Carleton University. It’s the only reason why I’m in Canada. The place really sucks. And I can’t stand Black Canadians. Why? They’re all Oreos. In case you don’t know, an Oreo is someone who’s Black on the...

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Cum Candies

Cum Candies By SG [email protected]        I decided to take a short break from my main writing project that I’m working on to play with this story. I wanted to try out a couple different writing styles and ideas that had formed in my head. As always, I greatly appreciate any feed back, thoughts and ideas you can give.        So I guess this all started a couple days back. One could argue that this all began at age thirteen when I first discovered my passion for exhibitionism among other...

2 years ago

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Candace

My car was in the shop so I was carpooling with the wife. She had come out of the bathroom wringing wet from the shower and had a towel wrapped around her waist. Admiring her still gorgeous body I couldn’t help but to stare as she dropped the towel to begin dressing. Her ample bosom was still high on her chest with only a slight sag. She was only able to bore one child, a daughter that was now a senior in high school. The problems she had at birth caused a complete hysterectomy. My head...

4 years ago

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Mom and Africans

Sorry for taking so long to publish another article about mom or my wife Veronika but decided to go with mom on this one. During the winter it was hard to watch mom getting fucke d because of food and snow, the party's mom, dad and John had continued regularly, some times at some black guys home but mostly in our rec room. One spring evening when I was 16, John came over to talk to mom and dad, asked where I was and when told I was upstairs doing homework, he started telling them about a black...

3 years ago

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When Loreili met Candice

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, it is a TG alt universe story and you will need to be patient to get to the understanding of it. Story depicts consensual sex in very graphic detail, so if you are squeamish about it or it is illegal where you are, please STOP reading here... When Loreili met Candice An Amorous Encounter Part Une of Loreili and Candice Saga Looking at the imposing gates of the LA mansion of Loreili, Candice feels a surge of apprehension for the first...

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The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 52 Developments in Canberra

Late December 1996 – January 1997 We had the big Christmas Day party at Banksia Lodge, much as we had done in previous years. My father again played ‘Santa Claus’, handing out presents to all the children present. On Boxing Day, we watched the televised start of the Sydney to Hobart yacht race, there were some impressive boats; a huge Reichel/Pugh maxi, owned by the head of the software company SAP. ‘Morning Glory’ was first out of the harbour, followed by ‘Condor of Currabubula’,...

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Candace

No matter who it is, everyone always has that one person at work that is just knock out gorgeous. I'm no different, and at my place of work... her name is Candace. She's twenty-three years old, but has the slender and sexy body of an eighteen year old. With her long black hair and pouty lips, she's a sight to behold and a woman that I am sure most men would jump without hesitation. I would sit at my cubicle for hours, watching her working at her own, wondering what it would be like to wave my...

3 years ago

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The story of John once a cannibal

Once a cannibal Introduction Men and even women, have you ever been walking down the street just minding your own business while casually dodging the cracks in the sidewalk, as we all must do, when you suddenly look up and see that woman of your dreams, the one that stands out in the crowd to such an extent that you nearly walk into the lamppost. A Beautiful face that might have been carved by an angel, hair as fine as silk and a body that was cloned from the very mould of Aphrodite’s...

3 years ago

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LimitsChapter 5 Candice

"You're late," Maggie Pryor angrily greeted her daughter. "Don't you remember you have a fitting tonight?" "Yes, ma'am -- and I'm here, right on time," the dutiful daughter smiled. "But one of our cheerleaders was home sick today, and I..." "Don't care. Don't care," Maggie said, turning her back and waving her hand while stubbing out her cigarette with the other. "Just another distraction when you need to focus. Now go change into some loose clothes." Candice nodded and...

2 years ago

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Finding My Voice Chapter 4 Duncan

FINDING MY VOICE Chapter 4 - Duncan My habit of socialising with Imogene and Paul on a fairly regular basis continued much along the same lines for the next few months. I still lacked the courage to go out dressed so we tended to entertain each other at our respective houses. I found I enjoyed planning meal menus and discovered a real passion for cooking. I won't say that I was in any way competitive; let's just leave it with the comment that, for both households, the meals became...

2 years ago

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Cancun

Friday, July 20th, 2001The sun beat down on Heather’s bare skin.  It was hot and it was humid. She had started sweating the moment she had stepped off the airplane two days ago, and hadn’t stopped since. The only time she felt remotely comfortable was when she was wearing her bikini—as she was now.  It wasn’t much of a bikini either. She’d bought it, especially for this trip. “If I’m going to be on the beach in Cancun, I’m going to do it right,” she had told her mother when she made the...

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Candice

Candice: The Bride the Groom Didn’t Recognise Copyright Oggbashan February 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. WARNING: this story is intended for an adult audience. It should not be found in locations accessible to those less than 18 years of age or the age...

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Whites taken by Africans

Whites Taken by AfricansAs I have specified before ... I was an oil engineer on the African continent for two decades. I had witnessed many things that the main stream media has not addressed. Black on white dominance was very prevalent in many countries. There were many whites victimized of killings, theft, slavery and ****. I have written a number of stories of black lust on this dark continent. The sad truth is almost nothing has really changed ... it's just slipped under the rug.In 1982 a...

4 years ago

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Its A Shame About Duncan

I hadn’t intended to cheat on Duncan. Well, okay, yeah, I obviously did mean to cheat on Duncan. But prior to arriving in France, I’d never thought myself capable of it, mostly because it seemed unlikely that Evan Dando and I would ever meet.For the record, let it be known that I tried stoically to abstain - but against love and lust, stoicism rarely stands a chance. And Duncan did introduce us, so really, it was his fault.The truth shall be my judge, and I can say with total honesty that when...

4 years ago

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God Bless the Dominican

After 30 years of ups and downs as a married couple, my wife Anne and I had decided that we deserved a special vacation to celebrate our anniversary. After weeks of talk and research we finally settled on the Dominican Republic as our destination and we found the perfect resort on the eastern shore of the island. The hotel we picked was the flagship of a four hotel complex that offered a wide array of restaurants and night life, all available for our use at an all inclusive price. Best...

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Loosening Up Book 8 Decade Remembered Decade StartedChapter 25 Father Duncan

Dave laughed so hard he had tears coming down his cheeks. The late evening email from his wife Alice had been revealing in so many ways. First, the few photos were highly sexual and revealed that Alice had gotten laid, re-laid, and parlayed quite a few times earlier in the evening. Second, and what broke Dave into laughter was that the man – or one of the men – was a priest of some kind, but more free-thinking than any that the church would own up to having. She even explained that he’d...

3 years ago

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Another Day in the Life The Applicant

Set in a dystopian alternate reality (world created by George Kinaski, aka Marlissa) in which women have been stripped of rights and the best they can hope for is marriage or administrative office jobs in which they will be expected to sexually satisfy the boss. Against this backdrop, Sandi is trying to get a better jobShit. I forgot the coleslaw. I could picture the Tupperware container sitting next to the fridge. I sighed, fat lot of good it does me there. I peeked up at the clock. Time was...

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Gordy on WalkaboutChapter 19 Moree to Canberra

I was already feeling hungry when I passed through Narrabri, but I kept on till I got to Pilliga National Park. I stopped at the posting of the Park Service to see where the archaeological remains were. I lost both my appetite for food and for archaeology when I read: Deep in the vast Pilliga Forest lies exquisite Dandry Gorge and the magnificent Sculptures in the Scrub. This once secret location of the Aboriginal Gamilaroi People is now an extraordinary place for all to share. Visit the...

4 years ago

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Candice

“What a great way to wake up,” I thought to myself. My left hand cupping and massaging a full, tight breast with a rock hard nipple poking into the palm, and my cock pressed between two firm ass cheeks. Her hair smells like strawberries and her neck tastes sweet, but wait, I went to sleep alone. There’s no one else in the house but , but, but, my daughter! I jerked back and away as she moaned, low and long. Finally opening my eyes I see the sprawl of Candice, my only daughter, as she turned...

2 years ago

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No Vacancy

Back in my 20s I had the luxury of meeting several older women that frequented the local college bars (gee I wonder what they were looking for?!?!?!) I started routinely seeing one at least twice a month.Lets just call her Samantha for now :). Samantha was 38 and beautiful. Long red hair, green eyes, LONG legs, smart, and just all around kinky in bed. Lets just say she did not mind any hole being filled at any point in time with anything. Her pussy was always shaven clean and smelled fresh. She...

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Hafida the Moroccan

This is the story of my ex-wife, Hafida, whom I had married following atrip to her small home town in the south of Morocco. After reading this,you may think I'm being spiteful, but what the hell! She was no sainteither! We had only been married a few days when I found her arguing vehementlywith her younger sister, Amina. Now, if Hafida is a quiet, seemingly shygirl, then by comparison, Amina is a mouse! I was very surprised then,when I found them engaged in a heated argument! I managed...

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My Wife and the Old Moroccan

This story describes the events of a vacation that my wife, Kim, and I took to Morocco many years ago in the 1990s, at a time before the violent acts by religious extremists were so common. We are both middle-school teachers in North Carolina and had just started our summer break. Since both of us have an interest in the Arab culture, we made plans for a six-week trip to Marrakesh.There is just something about the perceived mysteries of their culture that intrigued us, and I also had been...

3 years ago

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Blue Futanari Supplicant

I woke up early and was standing at the front window, staring out at the street, when Kim wandered out of the bedroom. “You’re up early,” she cooed from behind me. “Yeah, the driver said he was going to be here at seven.” The sky was just beginning to show the colors of dawn. The horizon was an almost majestic purple. “It’s six fifteen,” Kim slipped her arms around my midsection and nuzzled her face into my neck. I closed my eyes. She was still warm from our bed. She smelled like she had just...

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Blue Futanari Supplicant

I woke up early and was standing at the front window, staring out at the street, when Kim wandered out of the bedroom."You're up early," she cooed from behind me."Yeah, the driver said he was going to be here at seven." The sky was just beginning to show the colors of dawn. The horizon was an almost majestic purple. "It's six fifteen," Kim slipped her arms around my midsection and nuzzled her face into my neck. I closed my eyes. She was still warm from our bed. She smelled like she had just...

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Hot Wife in Cancun

Linda was transferring in as a junior and was a real head turner. One of the best parts about being a Residence Assistance, besides getting your own room and being paid, was the fact that you needed to be at the orientation sessions, so it gave you a great opportunity to check out the new talent before the other students returned to campus. As I mentioned, Linda was definitely one of the new young ladies that was getting the most attention. She was a stunning brunette, with beautiful blue...

4 years ago

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Holiday in Cancun

I never did get to have her friend ride me but Jenny did masturbate for me to watch on a fairly regular basis as part of our foreplay but the idea of her having a series of guys was never taken seriously and gradually was forgotten about much I assumed had her fantasy had been, then after 6 years of marriage we booked a holiday in Cancun in Mexico, just for the two of us as we were leaving our daughter for the week with her Nan it was our first time away from home since the...

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Holiday in Cancun

Introduction: Wife fullfills fantasy Jenny and I were pretty much like any other newly wed couple in the first year or so of marriage, finding new ways and places to fuck and discussing our fantasies with each other, I had told her for me all I wanted to see her fuck herself to orgasm with a big toy and if she didnt mind I wanted her best mate to ride my cock whilst she sat on my face so I could eat her out, Jenny in return confessed that her fantasy was to be used by several guys in...

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The Trip To Cancun

It was a conversation that I wasn't supposed to hear. I was supposed to be at a customer's that day, but the customer had called and cancelled. As a result I was sitting in my cubicle catching up on some paperwork. It was early, around seven-fifteen, and starting time wasn't until eight, but a lot of the guys come in early to drink coffee and shoot the shit until starting time. I heard Brad and Bill come in and sit down in Brad's cube and they started talking about the latest idiocy...

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MAU Slayers Are You Sure This Is Canon

Previously on MAU - Slayers... Jordan and Laura were two friends who used the MAU to become Faith and Buffy from the television series, Buffy the Vampire Slayer. They began to work for the Agency, a group who searches for active MAUs and the people who use them. A man in the higher ranks of the Agency now wants the slayers as part of his plan. They are now on the run from the Agency and trying to help any user they find. Little do they know, that these users are being hunted by the...

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Capture Candies

Your name is John Doe. You are a 20 year old college student at the local university. You live with her stepmom Cathy and her two daughters, Krissy and Missy. And you have just recieved a special box. It looked like a normal box of chocolate balls, but you knew better. The chocolates, if consumed by the fairer sex, would make them obey your every order as if it was normal. They were also super powerful, so it would only take a single ball to enslave a woman. They could never run out, assuring...

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Dark Canyon

I'd just picked up two new propane tanks and had headed down the dock when I heard the Volkswagen. You know the sound, distinctive and always the same regardless of whether it is a bug or a van. Reaching the boat slip I turned in headed for the back of the houseboat ,with a glance over my shoulder at the VW van. It had just come to a stop, its passage revealed by the drifting dust cloud of powdered Utah sandstone. As my eyes focused, I saw a blonde step back from the driver's door and push it...

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Real Indian Sex Scandals

RealIndianSexScandals! Traditions in India are very forthcoming regarding sexual relations. However, that doesn’t mean the kinkiness of the hot exotic girls is contained. Real Indian Sex Scandals brings you leaked sex tapes featuring hot Indian girls practicing Kama Sutra and getting naughty with their boyfriends. Granted, some of the girls don’t reside in India, but they are Indian nonetheless. If the thought of spying on Indian girls fooling around naked, undressing, taking a shower and of...

2 years ago

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Another Day in the Life The Applicant

~*~*~*~*~ Following a disastrous 4 years from the first women president, a backlash forms. All manner of workplace equality laws are eliminated. Lawsuits become a thing of the past. Almost overlooked, prostitution is legalized. Women executives are gradually phased out while the best recent female law school graduates can do is office administration. Gradually, the best paying of these jobs require a sexual relationship with their employer. Suddenly, all of them do. This is the dystopian...

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The Beauties and Mysteries of the Grand Canyon

 Diane and April had been besties since they were in grade school. They went through puberty together and masturbated together a few times but never more than that. After college, they moved away from each other. They made a promise to each other to scratch one thing off their travel bucket list each summer.They had traveled to many places across the world, Europe, Jamaica, and many locations across the United States. Each year, they alternated who got to pick where they were going, this year...

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Lady Caylethorpes Caning

Lady Caylethorpe’s Caning. On a warm day towards the end of July, a month shy of her thirtieth birthday, Lady Caylethorpe, the beautiful but conceited wife of the Fourth Earl of Caylethorpe, received the soundest and most comprehensive thrashing of her pampered and privileged life. It was, in the opinion of every member of the domestic staff of the Caylethorpe ancestral manor, one of the most thoroughly deserved chastisements ever meted out in the history of the household and few would have...

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Lady Vaylethorpes Caning

Lady Caylethorpe’s Caning. On a warm day towards the end of July, a month shy of her thirtieth birthday, Lady Caylethorpe, the beautiful but conceited wife of the Fourth Earl of Caylethorpe, received the soundest and most comprehensive thrashing of her pampered and privileged life. It was, in the opinion of every member of the domestic staff of the Caylethorpe ancestral manor, one of the most thoroughly deserved chastisements ever meted out in the history of the household and few would have...

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Amber and the Nurse Candi

I sat up and ran a hand through my straight black hair. I was a bit confused about why Amber was even here? I worked as a part time nurse at the local high school. I shared it with another nurse but today was her off day. Amber had come into my office complaining about being sick. I had examined her and found no reason for her to even be there. I shook my head as I spoke to her about this, "You seem perfectly fine to me. I can't seem to find anything wrong. Are you ok? Is there something else...

3 years ago

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Debbie Caned

It was 1966 and a year to remember for many reasons. I was at Harrow Grammar School a very strict but with excellent sport and academic results. Debbie, my girlfriend, was nearly seventeen, a real beauty and I was in the year above. We had been going out for about six months and we felt very much in love.She was very popular at school with staff and pupils and excelled both academically and sports-wise.Corporal punishment was not common but used when teachers thought it was warranted. Teachers...

2 years ago

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A Parfect Caning

A ‘Parfect’ CaningAs the 9 o’clock news came on the car radio Luke began to get annoyed, “Oh come on Steve, where the fuck are you?” he muttered to himself in the privacy of his car, tapping his hands in irritated fashion against the steering wheel as he did so.Luke had been parked on the overgrown gravel drive of the former boarding school since 8.30 am and wished he’d collected the keys from the office himself. At least that way he could have made a start on the inventory. Patience was not...

3 years ago

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A Girlfriend is Caned

It was the end of another week, Friday 6th June 1969 to be precise, as Debbie Abbott and her new boyfriend Martyn Wetherby headed towards the main door of the school on their way home. Hand in hand, they made their way through the large and imposing arched doorway and out into the summer sunshine, smiling at each other at every opportunity.With her parents on holiday in Spain, and her elder sister away at university, Debbie had invited Martyn to spend the weekend at her house, their first real...

4 years ago

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Hurricane

“Damn, damn, damn,” I muttered. The track of Hurricane “Grace” – the seventh named storm of the year in the Atlantic, had turned ninety-degrees and the track now took the eye of the Category Two storm directly into the east coast of Florida. “JIM,” I screamed at my production assistant. He turned with a serious look on his face. “Get me set up again. We’ve got to do another weather bulletin; Grace just turned west again – towards Jacksonville – right towards us.” Together we trotted down the...

3 years ago

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Cancun

I had desperately needed this vacation. Things hadn’t been going well with my girlfriend, seems like we are fighting all the time. So I decided that I needed to get away for some time to myself. I’d always wanted to go to Cancun, so I just went. Flying in over the Caribbean was amazing. The water is the most beautiful color I’d ever seen. If you haven’t seen it, I can’t describe it. I’d always been fascinated with the Mayan Indian area, so I had plans to see some of the old ruins. I know for...

3 years ago

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Getting Ryan in Cancun

Ryan was my best friend from High School. Football, track and swim team. I was on the swim team with him, that is where we met. Polish boy, what I would call "average" looks. Rye was always the "class clown" goofing around and playing tricks on peeps. Never seemed serious about anything...always telling jokes. Never had a girl, that I know of? Not, steady anyways. He would date, but the girls never took him serious and would not keep going out with him.He was the one we joked about "being...

3 years ago

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Rocking my Canoe

What a gorgeous day! Indian Summer was at its peak. Most of the cottagers had gone back to work, our kids were in school and we were having a grand time paddling through the lake system not too far from home. We had set out around nine that late-September morning, me in the front of the rented canoe, my husband Brian commanding ship from the stern. Our good friends, Tom and Amanda were paddling along beside us in their own fiberglass 16-footer. We had just gone past the point of land where the...

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Michellersquos First Caning

I wasn’t entirely confident that Michelle would show up. As I glanced at the clock in the hallway it was now 6.05pm and I’d arranged for her to arrive at 6.00pm. I guess the ‘stickler for time’ in me had got the better of my imagination so I wandered into the kitchen and switched on the kettle to make a coffee. As I did so it crossed my mind that despite her husband’s earlier assurances, maybe he’d changed his mind and didn’t want Michelle punished after all. As the water in the kettle began to...

3 years ago

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Lizard Canyon

(This story is a sequel to ‘Sawtooth Mountain,’ which can be found in the ‘Mature’ section of literotica.com. This story is written for L, whom I must necessarily love from afar. Happy anniversary, Lady!) * Cal Benton leaned comfortably against the side of the barn watching his two trail hands in the distance rounding up the horses. This would be the last trail ride of the season – in fact, it might well be his last ever – and he watched his two friends with interest, wondering which one he...

4 years ago

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Summer Canyon

(My thanks again go to Muddy for her editing. In fiction and for Mitch’s benefit, this tribe exists. In fact this tribe bares no resemblance to any Native Indian tribe either in America or Canada.) If you look on any map you will never find Summer Canyon. Its name has been passed down from generation to generation, and even when map makers came they looked and called it something else then went away. Those that live in the area have never called it by any other name than Summer Canyon. If...

3 years ago

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My Wife and the Old Moroccan

This story describes the events of a vacation that my wife, Kim, and I took to Morocco many years ago in the 1990s, at a time before the violent acts by religious extremists were so common. We were both middle-school teachers in North Carolina and had just started our summer break. Since both of us had an interest in the Arab culture, we made plans for a six week trip to Marrakesh. There was just something about the perceived mysteries of their culture that intrigued us, and I also had been...

3 years ago

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Hurricane

What would you do for love? Would you sacrifice that very God-given breath you cherish so much, yet are unaware of when you draw it? Would you kill for love? So many do. Would you die for love? So many have died in the name of love. Tender love, so hard to come by, so hard to keep, so fleeting. Even those in love for a lifetime know love's too short. Love can be gone in a heartbeat. Like all loves, Della and Ron's was the extreme love. They loved each other unyieldingly. They had respect and...

3 years ago

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A Domsub couple decide to live out a fantasy involving hard caning

Brian lit a bit of Forest Dance, it was his sub Giovanna’s favorite incense and a deep, musky scent, like earth under an old oak spread over the playroom. Giovanna herself knelt on the floor, she was a pretty woman, a bit on the plump side with dark curls to her waist and large olive colored eyes, Brian liked the soft curve of her body, the little love handles, and the size of her breasts that usually only came naturally with a bit of overweight. “Are you sure you want to do this my...

4 years ago

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The Dream Inside the Candlelight

Based on a photo prompt from OwenAnderson.* “Well, how long will you be?” Meg asked. The phone hissed slightly “… t two hours… love,” her husband’s voice crackled. “Fine. I’ll wait.” She sighed and hung up. She slumped forward on the picnic table with her head resting on her folded arms and turned to watch the sun descending to meet the sea on the horizon. Taxi or wait? She looked down at the deserted beach from the terrace outside the café where she worked. Go for a walk, maybe? Well, it was...

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youngins in the canyon

the wife,karen, and i were hiking into a dead end canyon a few years back. it was a warm day and she wore a halter top and tiny shorts on her tiny little body although her boobs really pushed out that halter top. we had hiked this canyon many times before and knew there was only one way in and one way out. we had seen a car parked in the parking lot when we came in so we knew someone else was also hiking the canyon. about an hour into the canyon we came to little rise where you could see...

4 years ago

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The Hurricane

Melissa cracked her knuckles, rolled her head from side to side, and twisted around in her chair to pop her back. She was starting to get a little tired after hours of sitting in the same position, but the breeze from the nearby ocean and the sound of the waves made working almost bearable. Melissa’s sanity had nearly reached the breaking point and she was desperate for this change of scenery. Not that it was her fault. The issues in Melissa’s life would be enough to crack a diamond. Her father...

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The Hurricane

Melissa cracked her knuckles, rolled her head from side to side, and twisted around in her chair to pop her back. She was starting to get a little tired after hours of sitting in the same position, but the breeze from the nearby ocean and the sound of the waves made working almost bearable. Melissa’s sanity had nearly reached the breaking point and she was desperate for this change of scenery. Not that it was her fault. The issues in Melissa’s life would be enough to crack a diamond. Her father...

4 years ago

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Satan Invades The Vatican

“Bastard!” Sister Geraldine exclaimed, as she let the lifeless corpse drop to her feet.“What’d he do?” asked Sister Melanie, yanking her own knife from her victim and wiping the blade on her habit.“Prick spurted all over my wimple!” came the reply. “Totally ruined it for the ritual.”“Oh, yeah,” Melanie answered sarcastically, sliding her blade back into its sheath strapped to her calf above her stiletto heels, giving a flash of chocolate-coloured leg in the process, “I’m sure the Princess of...

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Haitian Immigrant Looks at Canada

The sun rose over Ontario, Canada, and I rose with it. I’ve been living in this place for several years now and even though my passport now says permanent resident of Canada instead of dubious terms like refugee claimant and all that crap, this place still doesn’t feel like home. Maybe it’s because of the cold, hateful stares I get from random people as I walk through the City of Ottawa. It’s one of the most racially diverse places in Canada, with scores of Arabs, Hispanics, Asians and...