Middle Aged Folly
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Message to all Personnel Borneo Military District:
The following is the personal log of Lieutenant Conrad Feldman. This man has been court-martialed for failure to obey a lawful order, cowardice in the face of the enemy, and conduct unbecoming an officer of the Confederacy. Our review of this log shows that many of his faults and failures are highlighted in his own words and this log is being distributed to all personnel so they might review his actions and then improve their own behavior in the future. Consider this a lesson in how not to behave as an officer.
Conrad's Log - One Month after pickup. - Recorded at lunchtime
Finally this stupid transport is arriving at my new home. I've tried wandering the halls a few times, but everyone hides in their pods and I'm getting a bit tired of having only Lilith and Martha to play with. At least they put out without complaint. But where is the fun in having a girl who just lies there half the time. They could at least show the same gratitude they did when I first selected them back at that basketball game. Now they just sit silently all the time.
Hopefully I can find some new pussy on the planet. I don't think I'm going to trade the girls in, but perhaps bringing in a new girl and showing that they aren't the only two women I can fuck might get a bit more energy out of them.
It's strange though. I thought they would be dropping the pod down to the planet, after all that's what this bloody thing did at some earlier stop, but instead they just announced that the transport is going to dock at a station and that we would need to walk to a teleport center. And I finally got this place just right! The bed is perfect with the ties I use to secure Martha before I fuck her tight ass. She hates that and I love to hear her complain as her body orgasms. Lilith likes it too much though, so I need to find a new trick to use on her. Maybe I'll go with a larger cock, I had mine made nine inches long with a decent girth, but I could go for twelve inches, it would serve Lilith right since the tiny little girl already complains that I hit her cervix. She hates the fact that I made her only five foot one, but it did take her down a peg after that first night in the pod when she was so happy to have a sponsor who was shorter than she was.
Well, the AI reported that it's time for us to walk to this teleport room. Martha and Lilith are standing by the door with their eyes on the floor like good concubines, so I should get going.
Conrad's Log - One Month after pickup - recorded at dinnertime
What shit was that? Following the instructions of the announcement, I led my sluts out to the location we were told would be a teleport pad. But when we got to the location, there stood a line of citizens. Most at least appeared to understand that concubines have no place in a line of citizens and had them standing against the wall, but the man in front of me had his arms around the waists of his two concubines and was actually kissing them. Disgusting to show them any affection, that's not why we have them.
It was worse once the line passed through the door and I could see what was going on. Some man in a uniform I'd never seen before waited for the last citizen to file in and then nodded and spoke.
"Thank you, I am Tribune Octavian Walesca. I'm in charge of Civil Service on Borneo. I know most of you have never heard of the Civil Service, so I'll make the explanation simple. I handle all the civilian and concubine affairs on the planet. If you die, I'm the one who has to explain to your concubines that they have no home, unless you prearrange to transfer them upon your death, something I very much recommend. However, today, I'm here because Admiral Himmel and General Montgomery want a human deciding where you are going to live on Borneo."
I heard some idiot shout a question. "I thought we all lived in one location."
The Tribune just looked in the voice's direction for a moment and then scowled. "You obviously didn't read up on your new home. Borneo has multiple townships. Many have no special rules or features, but some are irregular. Your commanders feel that giving everyone a place that can be a community helps increase morale. But that means I have to decide where your pod goes. The AI is perfect if I just want you dropped into a random empty location, but it doesn't check to see if it's dropping a square peg in one of our round holes."
There was muttering, and I looked back at Lilith and Martha who had followed my orders to kneel with their backs against the rear wall of the room. They hadn't reacted to the news, so I looked around at the troubled faces of my fellow citizens. The muttering lasted for a minute and then the Tribune held up a hand.
"I'll make it simple, I'm going to call you one by one, and when I do you can stand up. For most of you, I'll then send you towards the teleporter and the Phosphor will drop your pod. In a few cases I'll have some additional questions before your pod can be dropped."
This was a joke and I spent my time looking around as the Tribune called out several names. It seemed that his story of needing to ask questions meant little since he never did more than look at someone and then waved them towards the teleporter when I heard him call out. "Feldman, Conrad!"
I stood up without a word and saluted, although the Tribune merely waved off my salute. "Sorry, I can see you are marked for the Pebble Beach. Head to the door to my right and bring your concubines." He then said something quietly to the AI.
I turned to glare at Lilith and Martha, and the two ladies jumped to their feet. I smiled for a moment. They had been in their mid-thirties back on Earth. Unmarried secretaries who just happened to be at the game when the pickup started. I'd given them younger toned bodies and both were still adjusting to their new looks. I was thinking of how I might punish them for whatever they must have done when the AI spoke, apparently answering a question from Octavian. "Mary is on her way. Do you want anyone else to come?"
I was walking to the location when the tribune spoke again. "Can I get someone from Theresa's household? There likely will be a few women who can be placed in the Bewu Township and the ladies know the general atmosphere there."
I had reached the door that the Tribune had ordered me to walk through as the AI answered. "I have contacted the household. David is not available, but Monica is willing to show up and see if she can help."
Lilith's giggle caused me to turn away and I missed the answer from the Tribune. Instead I looked into the room to discover that it contained a number of chairs. My concubines were waiting for my order and I waved towards the left wall. "Find a chair and get behind it," I growled.
I turned back to the room, but the Tribune had resumed calling out names so I followed my girls and claimed the chair in front of them. I sat silently with my thoughts as occasional men and women entered the room to claim chairs, eventually there were sixteen of us waiting for the Tribune to enter.
It must have been about three hours before The Tribune finally entered the room. Two women who had not been with him when I left the first meeting chamber followed him. I stared at the women in surprise as neither was wearing a uniform.
The one on his left was short and blond, but still surprisingly pretty. She was wearing a blue mini-skirt and halter-top and looked around the room, nodding to a few of the concubines. The one on his right was wearing a vest that appeared to be made out of the material used in football jerseys. The top was black and had a pink sixty-nine on it. I felt a bit surprised to see that she was only wearing black thong panties below the top. Her long red hair almost reached the floor and swung widely as she looked around the room, paying close attention to the three females in uniform.
I was about to say something, but Tribune Walesca raised his hand. "Let's not make this last longer with questions. I know you want to find your new homes and get settled in. I'll start with the ladies since there are three of you." He turned to the redhead. "Monica, any suggestions?"
To my surprise the redhead giggled. "You're asking me? Theresa or Sophie might be a better advocate for our township." She pulled a piece of her hair and chewed on it for a moment as if thinking and then shrugged. "Oh hell! I guess I've watched David enough. Ladies, the question for you is simple. The powers that be have set up a small township with only female-led households and there are a few vacancies. Most of the ladies are lesbian or at least prefer women when it comes to sex, so right now of the ninety occupied pods in the township; there are only fifty-six men. I guess boss Tribune here wants to fill some of the ten empty homesteads."
One of the three women wearing a ship suit raised a hand. "Are the inhabitants helpful? And will my Marcie and Lola be safe?"
Monica actually giggled. "I'm safe, at least I think I am right now. Most of the citizens living there are in the navy, I think right now only five citizens are at home, the rest are with their ships."
I could hear murmuring flow through the room. I was just sitting in shock. Who was this woman? It sounded like she wasn't a citizen. I wanted to say something, but one of the women in the room beat me to the question.
"Wait! What are you?" I heard someone cry.
The Tribune held up a hand. "I'll answer that. Monica is a concubine, belonging to Commander Theresa Johnston, one of the inhabitants of the township. The household she is in has been one of the smoothest running on the whole planet and Theresa allows me to ask her concubines to assist me when I need it. I don't know the township well, but her concubines do, so they're the best ones to talk about it."
Monica giggled. "I don't know if I'd say I know it well. I don't spend that much time visiting the other pods. Our soccer field isn't finished yet."
I sat back and closed my eyes, trying to come to grips with the strange announcement as the three woman rose from their seats and walked up to the Tribune. Whatever they were talking about meant nothing to me, but I was insulted. Some concubine was offering information to citizens. Concubines are cattle. They are there to be fucked and made pregnant. What lies is this Tribune telling himself? He isn't even man enough to serve in the military.
My day only got worse once the three female citizens left with their households. Tribune Walesca coughed and I looked up to see the other woman looking right at me with a frown.
"I guess its time you learned what is going on," the Tribune said. "Some of the crews of ships assigned to Borneo have requested and received permission to create a new township we are calling Tawau. You are all currently assigned to ships that are part of that township concern. However, not every crewmember lives in the township. They have a standard that they require you to meet before you can move there." He turned to look at the woman next to him. Before he could say more she nodded.
"I haven't been able to walk around and really meet anyone," she said, "But for now, we can accept him, him and him." She pointed at three of the other men before moving to stand by the door.
I sat there in shock as the Tribune nodded again. "Very well, the three who just got pointed out follow Mary to the teleporter. The rest of you will be dropping to Miri Township in just a moment."
The indicated citizens filed out with their concubines following them. I sat there seething and upset until they left the room and this joke of a Civil Service officer spoke one final time.
"I'll make it simple for the rest of you," he said. "I know you all have little fantasies about how you are now great lords and are going to get sex from all the concubines you meet. Just about every new citizen believes that at some level. I have some advice for you though. Leave that idea at the door when you leave. Yes, we do have a brothel on the planet you can use if you want some variety, but the ships you are going to be stationed on have crews that don't support that type of thought. In your pod, you can be the abusive little hard-pricked bastards you have dreamed of being since you received your first CAP score, but you'll find your crew mates look down on you for it and won't be too happy to hear you bragging about your exploits. Now get out of my sight, and I hope I don't have to visit your pods because you've hurt your concubines."
The men I was with filed out quietly. I noticed that none of us looked at our concubines. In most cases the concubines fell in behind their owners without a word, clearly understanding their position in life. Lilith and Martha jumped up to follow me. I wanted to scream at someone, but Tribune Walesca's glare made it clear he had no time for any protests. It was a silent walk to the teleporter where we lined up to head down. As we did, the Tribune had one final set of instructions.
"Listen up. You'll be teleporting down to Miri Township. Your pods are on their way down right now, but it takes about ninety minutes for the pod to land safely, so when you arrive at the teleport center you'll have to wait there. If you want you can look up your orders while you wait, the AI knows that you are new and will want to know which ship you are posted to," the man said. Then the teleporter was turned on and I followed my fellow citizens into the field and to Borneo.
I arrived in someplace that reminded me a bit of an airport waiting area. Once there my fellow citizens quickly scattered throughout the waiting area finding quiet corners to wait in. Their concubines followed, so with a shrug I found a spot in the middle of the room to sit, watching as my concubines knelt on the floor in front of me.
"AI," I called out. "Can you tell me what my assignment is?"
"Ensign Conrad Feldman is assigned to the corvette Pebble Beach as weapons officer. Corvette Pebble Beach is currently in transit to Borneo after undergoing repairs," the AI said.
"The Pebble Beach is a Patrician Class isn't it?" I said.
"Correct," the AI responded. "The Pebble Beach is one of twelve Patrician class ships currently active in the Borneo District. She currently has been awarded one battle star, making her one of three of her class with battle stars in the District."
"Battle stars?" I asked.
"Affirmative, Admiral Himmel discovered an old tradition of Earth wet navies of granting a mark of recognition to ships that performed well in battles or campaigns. The stars would be placed on the ship's flag for use in port and ceremonies. Ships in the Borneo District are now given battle stars to be added to the ship's flags which are displayed at Headquarters when the ships are in port," the AI said.
"Means nothing to me," I grumbled. "At least the commander will be battle ready."
"All officers on the Pebble Beach were killed during a battle at Wolf three-six-seven fourteen days ago," the AI reported. "Master Sergeant George Thatch as acting Bo'sun will be commanding the Pebble Beach on the journey back to Borneo after essential repairs have been completed to allow her to safely transit. The new captain once she reached Borneo will be Commander Jason Toms."
"How much additional repair will the ship need?" I asked.
There was a long pause before the AI spoke. "Corvette Pebble Beach suffered a hull breach that penetrated to the bridge during the battle, additional damage to her power controls also occurred. The repair logs from Ishtar indicate that the ship was returned to full combat readiness, however, the repair station here will want to review the repairs before declaring the ship ready for battle."
That information finally silenced me. I sat there fuming until the AI announced that my pod had landed successfully and provided directions to its new location. I left the waiting lobby with a curse, Martha and Lilith running after me. Tonight, I'll have to show them their place again.
Conrad's Log - Recorded one day after landing
I woke up and had a message waiting. Commander Toms wanted to welcome me to the crew and offered his condolences for not being able to meet me. He said that there were some last minute personnel issues he had to straighten out at headquarters, but that I was invited to a formal meet-the-crew celebration planned for tomorrow, four hours after the Pebble Beach docked at the repair station.
The message was insulting. Here I am, his weapon's officer. The man who will operate the guns in battle, and he just dismissed me because he had to deal with petty personnel issues. What is this place coming to? Where are the glory and rewards we were promised back on Earth?
Conrad's Log - two days after landing - recorded in the morning
Martha refused to get out of bed this morning to make breakfast. She claimed that I was too rough last night and she needed to rest. The dumb cunt is a complete wimp. Lilith at least was willing to follow orders and bring breakfast, but I'm pretty sure that she deliberately spilt the hot coffee on me after I told her to limit Martha to bread and water for the day. I fixed her though. The replicator created a wonderful pair of little devil horns that the stupid slut cannot remove. I think I should give her a tail as well, let everyone know just what an evil bitch she's become in the month since I selected her on Earth. At least there is the big ceremony for the Pebble Beach today. I just know I'll impress Commander Toms.
Conrad's Log - two days after landing - recorded post ceremony
What the fuck was that? I finally get to meet everyone and it was about as military as a circus. How can I be expected to perform in this situation?
I arrived on time, and was actually looking forward to meeting Commander Toms. If he was being given command of a ship that had won battle honors he had to be highly regarded by Admiral Himmel, so I was sure he would be a hard charging man.
Well, Commander Toms is this sandy-haired man who had a completely laidback attitude when I arrived. Rather than a salute he gave me a firm handshake and then waved me into a small briefing room where I found several non-coms hanging around. When I turned to look back at him, the man just shrugged and said. "Patrician's only have a standard crew of twenty-eight including only five officers normally, and we are going to lift with only four officers, so I don't see a reason to keep a huge line of separation between command and crew. We'll have to get to know each other fairly well during the cruise."
"What about command discipline?" I spat.
To my shock, Commander Toms shrugged as a woman with hair just as sandy as his walked up to give him a gentle hug. She was wearing a green outfit very similar to the one Mary had worn during the disaster up on the station. However, it was Toms who replied. "It will be there when we need it as long as you don't allow it to be destroyed. I've been on Patricians since I first arrived in Borneo a year ago, and we have a very good Bo'sun."
I was fuming again, but decided to walk away before I made a fool of myself. I noticed that there were nearly twenty men sitting around, all of them were wearing the rank of Lance Corporal or lower and wondered what I was in for when four people entered. I looked and the leader was a solid man wearing the stripes of a First Sergeant. He gave Commander Toms a sharp salute. "Bo'sun Thatch reporting as ordered sir. I would like to report that the Pebble Beach is safely docked at the repair station and preliminary reports indicate that she will pass inspection by Oh Two Twenty tomorrow."
Commander Toms returned the salute and then nodded. "Thank you Bo'sun. We are now just waiting for the new executive officer and then we can begin the briefing."
The men entered the room and quickly spread out among the others. I noticed that the Bo'sun's three companions all had sergeant's stripes themselves. It felt good to see that there would be some experience on the ship, especially as the Bo'sun looked like an extremely military person after all the slipshod discipline I had been seeing. I was thinking about that when someone slipped into the chair next to mine.
"What do you think of this?" I was asked.
I turned to look and found myself looking at a black man who appeared to be about twenty-two. He shoulder insignia declared him an ensign like myself. I thought for a moment and finally shrugged. "I have no idea. I just arrived at Borneo two days ago, and everything seems so disorganized," I growled. "All I know is that I trained as a weapon's officer on the journey here after my pickup."
The black man's eyebrows rose. "A rookie then. Don't worry; no one will hold that against you. I can't claim any ship experience either. I was based at Moreton until just over a week ago. I had just finished a shift at the proving yard when the AI told me that new orders had been cut and I was transferring to a ship based out of Borneo. They picked up my pod and brought me to Borneo. I arrived last night."
"Where are you living?" I asked. "I understand there are multiple townships."
The man laughed. "Well, I have a thing so I don't live in Bewu. That township is old; General Montgomery set it up during his first month here after a fight between several marines. One of the marines was a lesbian and didn't take kindly to another marine pawing at her concubine. Now, I'm in Miri; in the northwest section of the township."
I nodded. "I'm in Miri, too. I was wondering cause when I arrived some Tribune had a concubine show up to kind of select who could be dropped in a new township. Something about how some ships requested it."
The man nodded. "Yeah, Tewau. I read about it last night, but I don't know much. It was opened only two weeks ago. All I know is that living there is by invite only."
"So what did you do at Moreton?" I asked.
"Not much exciting, man," my fellow ensign replied. "Moreton is the main training and repair station for the navy around here, but they haven't been doing much training, so mostly I've been on crews giving new ships their final workups before we released them to the front. I do know that they were excited before I left. Some big battle occurred just over two weeks ago, and several ships were damaged. They expect some to have to visit for repairs."
I nodded. "The AI told me that the Pebble Beach was damaged in battle, but it sounds like she's going to be back in service almost immediately."
My friend laughed. "It was the same battle man. The damn swarm put up a big fight over a planet and did a number on several ships. They say the repair station they're at can get a corvette back, but AJ, Thena and Morrie need repairs and spares that they don't have, so those ships will get sent to Moreton."
"AJ? Thena? What ships are those?" I asked.
"Bah, I forgot you was a rookie. Sorry 'bout that. Let Maurice Bush learn you something. AJ is the carrier, Andrew Jackson. Thena and Morrie are two of the local battlecruisers, Athena and Morrigan."
"There are ships named after girls?" I said in shock.
Maurice laughed. "We have a whole class out here named after them. The Goddess class battlecruisers, and let me tell you they are tough bitches."
I was about to ask more when a young woman dashed in through the door. I looked up as she saluted Commander Toms. "Lieutenant Bernadette Werfel reporting for duty sir. Sorry for the delay, but the relief command to take the Jackson to Moreton was delayed."
I was shocked that this little wisp of a girl could be a lieutenant. She even was wearing glasses and had all the menace of a church mouse. Small and flat, she reminded me of little Judith Proctor, the little librarian who lived next door and loved to sit outside on the grass reading a book while chewing on her hair. How could this girl command anything?
Commander Toms returned the salute and smiled. "Don't worry about that lieutenant. Bo'sun Thatch tells me that Pebble Beach won't be released until sometime tomorrow morning, so this is just a quick briefing before everyone heads home for one last night on Borneo."
To my surprise the lieutenant smiled. "Good, it will be a nice surprise for Janie to see Thomas and I so soon. She worried about spending six months alone."
I turned to Maurice to ask about that command when Commander Toms stepped to a small podium and cleared his throat. "Please, I know you want to have a final party before we go, but if you can give me a few moments of your attention."
There was a moment of grumbling and then the bo'sun loudly called for quiet and the room fell silent. Commander Toms waited a moment and then resumed speaking.
"Thank you. You are here because you have joined the crew of the Pebble Beach. Now, some of you may be aware that the ship lost most of its complement during the battle at Wolf Three-Six-Seven, and many of the survivors have been transferred to other ships that also suffered heavy casualties, so only Bo'sun Thatch and his three sergeants are going to return from the previous crew."
I turned to look at the Bo'sun who was standing proudly at attention in the back of the room. The other sergeants all were sitting down, but there was an aura of efficiency and purpose in their pose that the other crewmen did not emulate. I thought on this as Commander Toms continued.
"Now our mission is going to be a bit hazardous. We are returning to Wolf three-six-seven on a long-range scanning mission. Rather than jump directly into the system, we'll appear outside the heliosphere and drift inwards following a set of drones we will release ahead of us. Our mission is to count the number of active hive ships in the system. The results of the recent battle suggest that there are more than one Swarm ship operating in the system and we need to know their numbers if we are to stop their advance. We will journey across the heliosphere on a mostly ballistic trajectory lasting about a month. Once this is complete, we will be jumping to Ishtar, where the information will be downloaded and transmitted to Borneo. The final three months of our mission will be to visit three systems on the far side of Ishtar and within area controlled by the Sa'arm. We have reason to believe that the local Sa'arm have discovered some remnants of another civilization as they have started to use new weapons and our mission is an attempt to locate any traces of that civilization. Any questions?"
I was wondering what I could ask to appear intelligent when one of the sergeants spoke up. "Sir, I have two questions."
"Go ahead, sergeant," the commander said.
"First, have you been to Ishtar?" the sergeant called out. I sat there in shock at this stupid question, but the commander merely smiled.
"I can answer that and probably your second question as well. Yes, I have been to Ishtar, I was the executive officer on Nassau when she became the first ship from the district to visit the colony. I know quite a bit about how they perceive things. Now, as to how that might affect you. Yes to anyone having time to work out some deals. Also, and more importantly, I want it clearly understood that abusing concubines while on the Pebble Beach will be punished. And this goes doubly for any of you who won't be bringing concubines because all of yours are pregnant."
I heard a bit of grumbling at that, but Maurice merely shrugged before raising his hand. "Sir, we know that there are a lot of newly unattached concubines. Do you think that one or two might be allowed to board since many of the crew are new and will not have any concubines they can bring if you require them to not be pregnant."
Commander Toms nodded. "I'll consider your proposal, ensign, and check with the Tribune. However, if we do get a few unattached concubines on the ship, they are to be treated with respect and care. I don't want any problems. Understood?"
The Bo'sun growled. "Don't worry, there will be no problems."
I just sat there silently. First, I find out that you can take concubines, but not pregnant ones, and then this commander tells me that I have to treat them with respect. They are toys, not people, but I'll pretend just to please him. I've already found ways to make them docile and leave no marks.
There were no more questions, so after exchanging a short word with Maurice I returned to my pod, for a final night with my ladies. I did have the replicator create me a wonderful red tail for Lilith. She whined the rest of the night about how humiliating wearing it was going to be, but once I placed it against her tailbone and secured it she became much quicker to obey me. I never looked too closely at the design, but it attached about where the tailbone was and the AI told me that it would require a replicated solvent to remove. Lilith is going to wear that tail for the rest of her life, if I get to choose.
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CuckoldIt all made perfect sense. I was not the catch that my lying wife said I was. I was set up. Gloria fucked me, and that for an extra thousand dollars and then got the hell outta Dodge. Tanya had stayed with me, and we had become an item of sorts. But marry her? And could I trust her? She knew I was well heeled if not actually rich. Was that the attraction? Maybe not, she was forty, and maybe looking for someone to hold on to, someone like me. Shit! What a mess. It was Friday. I'd cancelled my...
Cuckold"He's a good guy, Conrad. He's no threat to us, and he's nobody gonna be spreading any bad stuff about us out there either. Okay?" she said. "No, it's not okay. You're either his or you're mine. Which is it going to be, Pamela. There is no in between. Call him now tell him he's history or I am. History that is," I said. I'm Conrad Winston. Age thirty-eight. I'm a building contractor, mostly commercial stuff. Pay's good, 200K annual on average. Pamela my wife is twenty-eight,...
Friday 2 October 2043 We awoke in the morning in a pile of bodies and even later than we usually did. At least it was warm in the house as the programmable thermostat had raised the temperature in the house to the morning setting at 6:00 that morning. The Sisters sat up, sniffed, and made a distraught face at the smell. "We need to shower!" they both informed me before throwing the blanket off and dragging me out of bed. The exposed sheets were a disaster of dried areas of cum and pussy...
It had been almost two months. I realize that doesn’t seem like a long time, but when you were used to the sex life Conrad and I had, it felt like an eternity. We had been married for five years, and during those five years, that was the longest to date we had ever gone. I don’t know why it had been so long, but looking back, I think it was just our lives. Between my work with the FBI and his secret government internet security whatever, we had barely been in the same room as each other for...
The following new characters appear in this chapter and others: Christopher and Harriet Alphas of the Mountain Lion clan, husband and wife also mates-for-life. Christopher, 5’-9” tall, 160 pounds, 40 years old, brown hair, gray eyes Harriet, 5’-6” tall, 140 pounds, 36C-24-37, 38 years old, light brown hair, gray eyes Connard, (Warrior state) Conrad in the third or Warrior-form, 9’-0” tall, 800 pounds, 6 inch claws on hands and feet, 3 inch long incisors L & L, (Warrior...
The following characters reappear from Magic Ink III: Michael Sean O'Connell (Mike) Gus and Annie's son, 5'-0", 100 pounds, 9 years old, auburn hair, hazel eyes Michael Patrick O'Connell (Pat) Sean and Sara's son, 5'-0" tall. 100 pounds, 9 years old, auburn hair, gray eyes Laura and Katie O'Connell Gus and Annie's twin daughters, 4'-2" tall, 70 pounds, 7 years old, long flaming red hair, green eyes, some freckles, very cute Gail and Margie O'Connell Sean and Sara's twin...
We stopped in La Barge for fuel and the Sisters checked out the small store where we stopped. "It's good to see you Conrad," the owner of the fuel stop said as I entered after filling the vehicle. "You been up at the cabin through all of this?" he asked in a friendly manner. "I didn't see you come through." "Yes, we were trapped there by the storm. It was a lot worse up at the cabin than it appears to have been here," I told him. I had known the old man who ran the fuel stop here...
The following characters return from the previous Magic Ink stories: Brian Chief Druid, older man, tall, somewhat thin with a long white beard and hair Etain Sorcerers and priestess, older woman, tall, still with a nice shape, not too thin, long brown hair with silver highlights We transferred to the O’Connell Realm arriving there at noon on Thursday, the 9th of June. We had quite a lot of baggage with us. The Twins had their wedding dresses, and I had brought a conservative suit to be...
The following new character appears in the last few chapter: Marcus Walls Ranch owner, the women's former master, 5'-6'' tall, 190 pounds, 46 years old, hair going gray, washed out blue eyes We spent a very quiet night at the hotel. It had been a long and trying day, and we all slept very well. In the morning we were up later than the previous day, and each had a leisurely shower alone before dressing and checking out the hotel's breakfast again. As 10:00 o'clock approached, we...
"Do you ladies have anything that you need to do today?" I asked them after outlining what I had planned for the day. "We should repair our clothes before we wash them," Laura told me. "That is if you have anything here to repair clothing with," she added. I grinned at her in reply before answering. "My friends and I are rather hard on our clothes, and we keep on hand most of the things that you will require to mend your clothing," I assured her. "Will you require long to do...
The following Were characters appear in this chapter and others: L & L Lesia and Laura in their Were-form, Puma concolor cougar, 6'-8" long from nose to the tip of their 30-inch-tails, slender and agile about 150 pounds, a tawny light brown with a bit of a reddish tint in their fur. Sitting very erect on my chair, I exhaled before answering the other questions. "Yes, I am a Were. I am a Siberian Tiger. Panthera tigris altaica is the Latin description for what I am, and I am Prime...
Four AM came around early just as it always does, but we had already gotten eight hours of sleep by then and were already awake. There was a quick breakfast of meat sandwiches made from meat that we had brought with us. I had put the meat in the warming oven before going to bed. The bread was left in its bag until we were ready to eat. The twins had only donned their robes over their nightgowns when we arose since they would be transforming shortly. I finished dressing after dealing with the...
It was well after 7:00 in the morning and still cold before I canceled the spell for my Were-form and opened the firewood door at the cabin. I passed through it after the Sisters moved inside. The cabin had cooled down considerably as the fire in the stove had burned out overnight allowing the cabin to cool down even though it is well insulated. We all pulled on some clothes before I started to rebuild the fire in the stove. I had also changed the cold air in the cabin with a spell for warm...
"Not this afternoon, you won't," he replied. "All of the rental places are closed on Saturday and Sunday. Even the truck rental places," he continued. "This is 2044, and they aren't open, not even at the airport!" I asked in surprise. "Not in McAlester, and the airport doesn't have a car rental place," he answered. "I wouldn't be open either except I have a lot of work, and I'm behind on it," he told us. "When are they open?" Laura asked. "Monday thru Friday; 8:00 to...
The twins and I transferred to McAlester early on Saturday morning, the 25th. Abner’s business was closed. Either he had caught up on his work, or he wasn’t up yet. We set out in the rental vehicle to check out the RV facilities at Lake McAlester. Initially, the fifteen-hundred-acre lake had been used just as a reservoir for the town’s water supply. Fishing and picnicking had been allowed as well as some camping and boating. Over time the city fathers had looked at Lake Eufaula only some...
First, who has a mirror right there on the wall? Second, I don’t do this kind of thing. Third, I don’t even know his name. Kayla continued to tick off all the things wrong with her current situation. Do you want a blowjob? Who says that to a freshman in college? Who says that to any guy? Ever since the first blowjob, no man has ever refused. Kayla looked up at the mirror and saw the hard cock that was now inches in front of her face. It’s bigger than my entire head, Kayla...
We had the longest Indian summer that year. By the end of October we still had temperatures in the 70s in the afternoon, sunny day after sunny day. The kids had school, of course, and water polo practice, but we figured we'd keep the pool open maybe until Thanksgiving, even. This was California. We had no intention of actually heating the pool, not through the winter, but we decided we'd stretch it as far as we could. We'd had a quick conversation with Julie after she'd sent us that...
I had been staying at the guest house in Munich for four days, although from the amount of sperm stains on the sheets anyone might have been forgiven for thinking that it had been considerably longer. They weren't all mine. The longest had come from the beautiful young son of the landlady who sometimes made the bed and cleaned the room. On the second day of my stay I returned to my room after breakfast to find him standing over my bed and masturbating, obviously turned on by the sperm stains he...
MasturbationNote: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this! Prince Meinard I was so greedy for this new power my daughter had developed. Even as she battered me with the balls of purple energy, driving back my body with each hit, I craved it. I yearned for this ability. What other secrets of imbuing had the priests of Krab shown her? Why had I never thought to patronize the followers of the very God whose blood gave me this ability. “You know you want to be my sweetling again,” I said, falling to my...
I went over and took my pants, panties and bra off and knocked on the door he grabbed my hair pulled me in and said on your knees whore I handed him the note and got on my knees he shoved his cock into my mouth and told me I better suck it good as he read the note. He didn't say anything he just grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth making me gag on his cock he then grabbed my hair pulled me back and said for me to get my phone and get back on my knees. He told me what to text you as I...
I had submitted the story for a contest, unfortunately it didn't make it as a semi-finalist. Here it is! THE PROMOTIONbyJuniysa Serens Greg's thick, callused hands perspired with anxiety. For the past hour, he tapped his foot on the dark, rosewood floor as the man on the other side of the desk droned on his performance review. As the Directing Manager at the Ford Motors Company, Greg worked tirelessly perfecting the company's fleet of efficient, stylish, and durable automobiles. Sales, even in...
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A hammering on the shutters brought Peter back to reality. ‘Is the car loaded?’ Bob was bright and cheery and Ted waved from his car. ‘My God, you look as though you’ve not been to bed at all. Hook up the trailer and let’s get going. We have a busy day ahead.’ It was Sunday. The night had flown. Peter had been so busy thinking of Jennifer and what he would say, when next they met – if they met – so busy checking the car he had not noticed the sunlight streaming into the workshop. The...
The quiet undercurrent of conversation in the Main Hall ceased when one of the guards hurriedly entered and announced that the new Pope had arrived in Rouen and, “humbly requests an audience with Grand Duke Miller.” I quickly dispatched a messenger to let him know he was welcome. Evidently, he chose to walk from the docks, declining offers of horses or a carriage. I called out the city’s militia to keep order along the route from the docks to the castle, and had a messenger stand by ready to...
Here’s one little tale of fucking a friend’s mother. Nothing unusual in that you might think but there is a twist at the end. If any of you read my first story ‘Lessons in Life’ you will know that I have always had a thing for women much older than myself. This story starts from 30 odd years later.One day I was driving from Manchester to London and I decided to stop off in Birmingham, where I was born. Once there I remembered an old friend’s mother called Jean and I knew that all her k**s had...
Across town, as the conference was winding up, a very upset Judge Richardson, turned off the radio. "Damn that dog and his bitch owner." Harry had felt his cell phone vibrating in his pocket a number of times, and as he and Lew led Bubba out the back to where their personal vehicles were parked, Harry checked his text messages. Laura had been trying to get hold of him and left a note to call before bringing Bubba back to Annie since she was stopping at the studio. He smiled to himself and...
Part V - The inspection of Jezebel by Mistress Beauregard continues at the Head Mistress's office of the Templeton Academy: where young womyn become dominatrixes and sissies are crushed into submission. Does our little Jezzie make the grade, or will the milking ceremony be called off? (Author's Note on pronouns: in this alternate reality, the Matriarchy's goal is to convert all males into sissies, essentially a third gender. Pronouns evolved to reflect this new gender, he became sie,...
The hall was empty when I poked my head out the door. I’m sure I could have talked my way out of confinement if I needed to, but there was something about walking around with my butt hanging out of a hospital gown that affected my confidence. I wasn’t connected to any beeping machinery or medicine bags so at least I could walk quietly to the stairway and make my way to the lobby. No one uses the stairs in a hospital at night when the elevators are no longer in high demand. I looked out the...
A sexy afternoonA some might know I am a trained masseur. It is a pleasure to pamper my client with my variety of strokes, and to see them gradually relax on the table under the caring guidance of my hands and arms. A few of my clients have fallen asleep during the treatment, and I see this as one of the best compliments that I can get.On the other hand (literally), I am a sucker for the feminine body with its curves and the softness of its skin. I do get turned on by the feel of her body as it...
DISCLAIMER: This story is solely a work of fiction. Any similarities between people living or dead is purely coincidental. No a****ls were harmed in the writing of this story. When I was a young c***d, I was teased a lot. I was a boy, but I looked more like a girl, and even acted quite feminine. The older girls would use me as a dress-up doll, and the older boys would beat me. My b****r, though, would often come to my rescue, even if it meant that he took a worse beating than I did. I loved...
You watched from the shadows as his dick plunged into her again and again. Her breasts bounced, her voice rose and fell. He cane four times that night, each time in a different position. You loved the view of her ass in the air, waiting for him. When he left, you went to her. You knelt between her perfect hips and lapped the semen from her dripping pussy. She moaned and touched herself, her hand passing right through you. She could not see you, all she knew of your presence was the strange...
LesbianI was sleeping, and I had a dream. A nice, silly dream about Joey and me. We were walking over a meadow, eating wild raspberries off a bush, and talking about going abroad for our next vacation. The day was warm and sunny, and we were far away from sneaking eyes. We laid down in the grass and started to kiss. I put my arms around Joey and he rolled on top of me. He caressed me and nibbled on my earlobes. I made a happy sound.My clothes must have melted away, because suddenly I was naked, and...
My night of misadventure came almost 4 years ago although I can still remember it vividly as I regularly talk about it with the girl involved.I started my new job in the September and within days an elder, but very attractive woman became beyond helpful and friendly. Initially I assumed she was just mothering me and making sure I bedded in ok, but it soon became apparent there was only one bed she wanted me in.She was 46, me 23 and it was time for the Christmas do, my first do of any kind with...
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Lisey Sweet returns home, stiff from a day out. She calls out to her roommate Liv Revamped to announce she’s home, but gets noresponse. She walks to Liv’s bedroom and is about to call out in greeting, letting her know that she’s home early, but jolts back withsurprise once she reaches the doorway and looks in. Liv is in her panties and bra on the bed massaging a naked girl, Kat Monroe. Liv gasps with surprise, explaining that Kat is a classmate from her massage course and that...
xmoviesforyouI am Prash, 5’6″, fair, athletically built. All this started in Bangalore.This story starts when I was 18, after finishing my college.Those days we, four close friends,experimented with most of the stuff:Smoking, alcohol, porn, chasing girls for fun, athletics, soccer, singing english pop songs on the stage.Girls were great looking with youthful bouncing boobs, short skirts revealing most of their lovely legs.I had this interest in athletics, soccer and martial arts.I was pretty regular to the...
Introduction: My first Time. My First Time Opening the page I had never seen anything like this before, I knew this was a naughty magazine but I didnt know what to expect as I hadnt seen one before>, There in front of me a double spread page of a woman naked opening her legs, I could see her pussy flaps all the hair and her boobs, first I laughed then I looked in amazement. My friend said he had seen it all before. (Well he was five years older than me at thirteen I was only eight) We heard...
Part of the motivation, why my mother allowed that I take the babysitting job, was that Janice was one of those women (having a resemblance to the women in our family) that my mother had picked out. To show me how I should have looked and been. Had I been the daughter, I should have been. Janice was in fact, that very woman that my mother most often used, as an example, to prove my failings. Janice was good. I was bad. In my mother's mind, my being more around Janice, being in her house and...
Hello readers my name is Faraz I’m from Aligarh and I work in Delhi. During my collage days one of my class mates was from my colony. She is good looking well built body. Her name is Neha, Her brother Ajay is my friend. We used to sit together and use work on some of our assignments and her parents usually go out for Business in Delhi. I was preparing for 12th exams along with Neha. She is very sexy and hot. Neha body structure is pretty good and her boobs look every one with pride you can...
I hope this letter, apart from being a turn-on, acts as a warning. Judith and I have been married for three years now, but the incident I’m about to describe took place ten months ago. Judith had been on about trying out another man, and in the end she talked me into agreeing that she could with someone, as long as he was a total stranger, that I was allowed to watch and that he wore a condom – just as I had to. Judith told me that she wanted a black man – to find...
How to Eat a PussyWhen a woman finds a man who gives good head, she's found a treasure she's not going to let go of too quickly. This is one rare customer and she knows it. She won't even tell her girlfriends about it or that guy will become the most popular man in town. So, remember, most guys can fuck, and those who can usually do it satisfactorily, but the guy who gives good head, he's got it made. Most women are shy about their bodies. Even if you've got the world's most gorgeous woman in...
"I am going to give you anal sex. I am not expecting my orgasm from it. And you must stop as and when I wish you to stop." The very sight of my naked body was enough to get his cock hard. But to make sure that he needed to fuck my asshole less to get his orgasm, I decided to give his cock plenty of oral and hand stimulation first. It has been years since I first tried anal sex for its novelty but never learned to love it. I bent over the back of the couch in the living room. Even with a...
“So, does anyone care to explain why this session is being held at night?” Ser Jamie Lannister spoke first, turning to Ser Loras in his capacity as Hand. “In deference to our Lord Commander of the City Watch, Ser Jamie. He ... has issues with sunlight. Or rather his companions here do,” Ser Loras explained patiently to the Kingslayer. “I ... see. So, where’s Cersei? I haven’t seen her at all since I returned from Dorne. I dreaded seeing her again because I came home empty-handed, but ......
I'll never forget my first meeting with Mistress Ophelia. I went to her house on the outskirts of the city in a modest suburban setting. On knocking on the door she opened it. She was stunning - at least 6 foot tall, with dark ivory skin, long flowing hair. She was wearing a black lacy top and shiny trousers. She lead me into the house and commanded me to strip naked in the bathroom. I trembled as I removed my clothes. She then led me into her dungeon where she commanded me to kneel before her....
While cruising on the ship to Morocco, I fall asleep on the lounge chair by the pool. The sun warms my white skin and melts my stress away as I drift off. All of a sudden, the captain announces over the intercom. "We are under attack from the Sultan of Morocco! Everyone hide in your cabin! He is looking for women to add to his harem." I jump up and run to the spa area to hide.> > To my surprise, the Sultan enters the spa room, and eyes the women being pampered. Seeing me standing...
WARNING TO READERS – This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Chapter 26: Of Sandwiches and Steaks Emma seemed to have either totally forgotten or had chosen to ignore her behaviour on Sunday night and was perfectly normal and cheerful at breakfast. I thought that I probably ought to talk to her about what was going on, but picked the coward’s way out and opted to ignore it for now, it was probably...
Sleeping Beauties By Michele Nylons Chapter Five - Felicity's Proposition Bethany Stills had been a delight. He first saw her when he was sitting in his car parked outside of a modern business complex where he had just met with several doctors to espouse to them of the latest advances in a blood thinner developed by Kent Pharmaceuticals. One of the businesses in the complex was a women's-only gym and Bethany Stills looked magnificent clad from toes to tits in body-hugging black...