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Day 6 (13) –Are we missing anyone?

Overhead, the loudspeaker crackled to life. The music outside softened.

"It's three a.m. folks! You know that that means! Let's kick this orgy into high gear! All you horny girls, it's time to get dirty! Show your men just how nasty you can be!"

Richard barely heard the announcement. He still sat on the couch, with Fuki still in his lap. Her discarded skirt and blouse now lay on the floor by his feet. They'd changed positions a few times, but hadn't gotten more than five feet from where they first started. For the first hour after midnight, Fuki'd whispered into his ear such a blue streak he'd been on edge continuously. He stayed on such a high plateau of arousal that when she demanded his orgasm, an event which occurred every five minutes or so at her mother's insistence, he'd obey instantly.

For the hour that followed, he'd been allowed to set his own pace. He finally figured out what it meant to have "total control" over his orgasms. He could ride the very pinnacle, that moment just before cuming, practically forever. A little twitch, single spasm, tiny shot of cum every so often ensured he'd stay in that zone. He lost count of how many bottles of juice or sports drink he'd consumed to keep his energy (and biology) up. He switched positions often, enjoying Fuki's tight teen body in every way.

Now on the third hour, Fuki still breathed in his ear, mostly just panting and moaning at this point. The occasional exhortation slipped out to keep fucking her or how big his dick was and how wet it made her pussy. Lewd thoughts streamed through his mind non-stop for hours. He really could go on all night like this. It was so wrong, and so, so hot! He stared at the swampy joining where her splayed cunt-lips sucked his cock in endlessly. She wouldn't even let him play with her little clit, protested his hand blocked their view as she watched along with him. So lost in his lover's pussy, he didn't even know they were alone.

Suki was a slave driver on everyone for that first hour. Having to deal with bullshit drama had set her time-line back. She moved from couple to couple, wheedling and cajoling, hissing nasty, perverted things in their ears. She did whatever she had to so they'd cum, again and again. She forced the bouncer outside to bring her a case of sports drink and one of juice. Passing those out helped. Lani and Tammie found themselves drafted as her always-available assistants. They shuttled newly-filled glasses, handed drinks, etc. Just after one o'clock, the waitress returned and informed her "you're good, you covered the room for tonite."

Sighing, Suki sank into a chair. Yes! Did it again. Told you I could do it. Fucker! Now, where's that boy, Tim? I need laid. Speak of the devil... !

When Tim stepped up to the doorway, the bouncer blocked his entrance. Suki stood, stuck her head out to let him know Tim was part of her group. He was sweaty and flushed, as was Lisa. Suki didn't care. She grabbed him by the shirt, pulled him inside against the wall and plastered herself to him.

"C'mere stud!" She smiled.

She shoved her tongue down his throat, ground herself into him like before. He was already hard! Goody! She spun in place, rubbed her ass on him. She beckoned Lisa over. Suki wrapped her arms around the girl, kissed her neck. Lisa joined their rhythm, rubbed Tim's shoulders around Suki's body while she writhed in place.

"Threesome." Suki whispered in Lisa's ear.

" ... okay." Lisa acknowledged.

Lisa and Tim had already worked up a good head of steam dancing. Once they were horny enough, he mouthed "Wanna fuck now?" Lisa had been ready when they started. Her eager nod led him to drag her over to their reserved lounge.

Suki pushed Tim to lie down on his back in an unused spot on the couch. A few deft fingers quickly had his pants undone and hard dick in her hand. She pointed at Tim's head.

"Go sit on his face." She ordered.

Lisa needed no further direction. She hiked up her skirt, slung a leg over to kneel astride his ears facing his crotch. She lowered her dripping slit to his mouth. Tim licked his lips, watching the teen's bare crack descend. It looked so tight, bright pink with arousal. When her labia touched his face, he grabbed her midriff, held her still. His tongue scraped her clit, down through her sweet folds. Cunt-cream dribbled, lit up his taste-buds. She was sweet as honey! The smell of wet pussy and the earthy smell of her ass assaulted his nostrils.

Suki, for her part slathered his prick with spit. She jerked and pulled and licked his massive meat. There was just something about a nice big cock she loved. Throbbing, leaking pre-cum, smelling of male arousal. She couldn't wait to get him in her fuckhole. But first things first. She teased his glans, rotated her tongue around the head. When it started drooling, moved her head back, offered the tip for Lisa to suck on.

Lisa eagerly bent over. She licked up the clear line of fluid draining from his pee-hole. A wave of lust flushed her body. She stuffed him down her throat, bobbed her head. Suki ducked low, sucked his balls. Tim had one leg still bent, foot on the floor. That knee started flexing, his heel beat a tattoo. Suki knew he was close. He hadn't spent the last hour learning to orgasm on demand like the men who stayed here had. She figured he had less control. She kissed a line up to Lisa's widely-stretched lips. She laved a long swath south again.

The foot-tapping sped up. Suki covered his shaft with her lips, tongue tickled. She moved her head back and forth on him. While sucking, Lisa's cries became louder as Tim laved her hard little clit.

It didn't take long for the girls to win. Two on one steamrolled him into orgasm. He bellowed into Lisa's soaking fuck-tissues. Suki grabbed Lisa's hair, held her in place while his cock jumped with every contraction. Jizz spewed into her mouth. Being a cumslut, Lisa swallowed with glee. Semen coated her tongue and throat, filled her stomach. The wave of lust she'd been riding for the last long while exploded.

"Ghah! Cough!" She yelled out her own orgasm.

Lisa's cunt showered fluids across Tim's face. He drank it all, mind riding the pleasure of spunking into her belly. Suki grinned with lewd glee. She and Tim would play with this little slut for the rest of the night. When Tim's dick stopped spasming, Suki pulled it free from Lisa's slack lips. She held it upright, hiked up her own skirt. Once he was situated in her needy fuckslot, she dropped her weight on him. Her tight cunt-channel flowered open as he bottomed out inside.

"Fuck!" She moaned.

Suki's wet heat pulsed around Tim's shaft. He mashed his tongue against Lisa's love-button. Lisa picked up her head, blinked away the fog. Suki's body looked so hot riding Tim, her pussy stretched widely to accommodate his girth. Lisa leaned in, her semen smelling breath wafted in Suki's face.

"This is so fucking hot!" Lisa exclaimed. "Wanna taste him?"

In answer, Suki grabbed Lisa's head, pressed their lips together. They tongue-dueled, riding Tim's body for all they were worth.

Now this is what I needed! Suki thought.

Candy watched her son getting double teamed while she bounced on her other son's massive fuckrod. Lauren still knelt, though she'd taken a couple breaks, the heady mixture of Candy's pussy-juice spiced with a little of Terry's cum (what little didn't get collected) had the teen girl entranced. She rode a crest of arousal, an almost religious ecstasy fueled her devotion to worship Terry's cock and his mother's cunt. Neither woman even realized they'd been at it for over an hour. All they knew was they didn't want to stop. Ever.

Candy knew what she wanted next, though. She lifted up, grabbed Lauren's hair.

"Eat me, bitch!" She demanded. "Clean my cunt!"

Lauren happily stuck her tongue as far up Candy's soaking snatch, sucked down any and all fuck-fluids. She slipped a finger in, to reach even farther. It scraped and prodded Candy delightfully. Any and all jizz Lauren could find, like a bloodhound she searched it out. Candy humped her face the entire time. When she felt Lauren had done a good enough job on her, she repositioned Terry just like his younger brother.

"Now, you can suck him off." She told Lauren.

"Yes!" Lauren dove on Terry's glistening prick.

She bobbed and sucked and licked everything off his pulsating shaft. She tried to deep-throat him, but the head was just too big. Her hands cupped and fondled his heavy ball-sack, coaxing it to make another big load for her to drink. She begged him silently to cum, to fill her with his jizz.

Candy mounted her son's head, gave him her maternal pussy to enjoy. The smell of sex overpowered him. He sank into a sexual stupor, licking his mother's clit and probing her openings with the tip of his tongue. Candy's dress was completely unzipped, her tits danced between the open flaps as she rocked her hips, attempting to rub her crack all over her son's face. She tugged and pinched her own nipples, sending sparks directly to her greedy clit.

Tina, on the other hand, noticed Tim and Lisa's sweating, realized they'd been dancing. She jumped up and spun to face her father.

"Daddy! I wanna go dance." She announced.

"Now?" He blinked.

Having his daughter's smoking hot ass in his lap was absolutely, hands down the best thing he could think of doing right now. Watching his other daughter dance like a stripper for their viewing pleasure and seeing his son and wife having an incestuous threesome motivated him to stay put.

"Sit back down here baby." He cajoled. "Daddy's got a nice big dick for you."

"I know." She rubbed her slit. "And we'll do it again. But I wanna dance for a bit. C'mon! Please?"

He sighed. After all the orgasms she'd ridden him to in the last hour, he could give her this. He tucked himself back into his pants, zipped up. Tina tried to get the crotch snapped on her daisy-dukes, but they were so tight it was tough. She turned away, bent over.

"And daddy? Would you mind snapping this up for me, pretty please?" She waved her ass in his face.

The sight of her flushed, soaking pussy dancing just beyond his nose was almost more than he could bear. He grabbed her hips and shoved his nose into her ass-crack. His tongue swiped from clit to taint in one long motion. That would have to do. He grabbed the two ends, forced them together. His knuckles dug into her sensitive tissues. When the snap closed, only the lubrication coating his fingers permitted him to withdraw them, the shorts were so tight.

He stood, palmed her ass-cheek. She pulled her top down over her tits. Her still-hard nipples tented the fabric. She kissed his cheek.

"Thanks daddy, you're the best!"

"Sure thing, pumpkin. Lead the way."

She grabbed his hand, dragged him out to the dance floor. No one else even noticed them leave. Passing through the seating area, he noticed every chair was occupied. Men and women lay back, their partners giving oral pleasure. The sight of so many hot, horny people lewdly frolicking made it tough not to throw his daughter down and ravish her right there. The dance area wasn't any better. Most of the participants were either partially clothed, or completely nude. Many women gyrated while men knelt, eating them out to the heavy beat.

Tina grabbed her father, wrapped herself in his arms, and went nuts. They'd been fucking for the previous hour, and to watch her dance you'd think they never stopped. She bounced, pressed her tits against his chest, gave him her ass to fondle. The best part was: no one even noticed. She couldn't wait, she knew exactly what they were gonna do when two o'clock hit.

Once Suki stopped ordering Lani and Tammie around, Duke saw his chance. He took control again.

"Tam, Lani, get your asses over here!" He called.

The two sluts ran over to the mother-son duo. Barbie continued to hump her son's monstrous cock. It felt like an arm shoved up her cunt, reminded her just how much a slut she was. With that kind of pleasure between her thighs, all Duke had to do was look her in the eye and call her a "whore" or "slut" or any number of degrading epithets. Immediately, she'd explode with deliciously depraved orgasm. Smart boy that he was, he'd figured his mom's trigger out in no time. He used it, too. Made sure she got off at least every time he did. She could see why her niece called him "master". Barbie found that word on her own lips more than once tonite.

"Mom's boobs need attention!" He announced when they snuggled up on each side.

Giggling, the two girls went to work, laving and sucking and fondling Barbie's massive mammaries. Lani still had her white mesh top and mini-skirt on, though the pasties and thong were laying on the floor by the pole. Tammie still wore her entire leather ensemble. The crotch zipper stayed open, so she could show off her fuck-holes. Both were dying to cum. Duke had denied them every chance, a torture Suki picked up on and aided in enforcing. Duke slipped a finger into each girl's pussy, played with them while they pleased his mother.

Both mother and son enjoyed the sight of his meat entering her lusty body. Even as wet as her crotch was, her entire pudenda collapsed inward every down-stroke. Barbie wrapped an arm around each girl, hugging them to her heaving melons. Duke pressed a thumb to his mother's clit, began vibrating it.

"Oh, baby, that feels so good!" She declared. "You're ... gonna ... make ... mommy ... CUM! Oh, fuck! Cuming!"

She yelled out her orgasm, overwhelmed by the sensations blasting through her. Her cunt-channel squeezed Duke's cock like a fist.

"That's it mom, cum all over my dick!" He smirked.

When her trembling died down, he ordered her off.

"Lani, on your back right here!" He indicated the area next to the stripper pole. "Mom, you sixty-nine with her. Lani, you get my mom off good enough, and I'll let you ride my dick next."

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One has a split, two make a hole. Or Hole-sum family fun for mom, dad, and me. Done for a quickie cum by Oediplex 8==3~ Dad with golf, got a hole in one; Mom fucking, had a hole for two. They let me watch while they had sex, And that's when I got my first screw! My father was teaching me the game of golf. I was eighteen and green when it came to the links. I was not as innocent when it came to puttering around with the girls. But I still hadn't sunk my club up to the...

2 years ago
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That Mirror AdamNCourtneyB Part 2 Body Swap

That Mirror: AdamNCourtneyB Part 2 Body SwapWe are going on three months now, time continues to fly by. My wife and I haven't stayed in our own bodies for more then a few hours. Just long enough to goto work complete the day and rush home. We have hardly left the house, I dont think either of us wanted to spend a moment away from each others company.That is until this week, my wife has a old friend and her husband going to stay with us, It had been planned for nearly a year. Its a annual event,...

4 years ago
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That Unforgettable First

There is one thing that no man – regardless of age or experience – can forget. His first complete sexual experience. In that I am like all of the rest of my gender. The only oddity are my relatively young age at the time and who it was that got my cherry.I'll also add that this is one of those “no shit” stories. It really happened the way I'm telling it and the ages, jobs, and even names are accurate. The statute of limitations has long since passed. Moreover, I'll go to my grave...

3 years ago
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That Damned Little Red DressChapter 2

All right, as I sat and languished in my jail cell over the following few months I had to admit that there were some things that didn't make much sense to me. More a collection of unanswered questions than anything else; that I knew I'd have to know the answers to sometime. The first thing that didn't make much sense to me, was why had Jeanne's friend Elaine Peters stood in the dock that day and claimed that it had been she wearing that little red dress and who had enjoyed a liaison with...

3 years ago
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That Uneasy Feeling

Up in the mountains of Northern California lies an old Spanish mission turned hacienda. It was carved out of the live rock by Indian slave labor well before the name 'California' was thought of. A bit east of Big Bar a winding road leads north, into the rough country. Where Big French Creek Road abruptly turns back on itself a rough trail continues deeper, deeper into the mountains. Eventually the trail stops before a wall of hand-fitted dark stone blocks, five stories tall. It reeks of age...

4 years ago
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That Hated Edge

I hated Em, and hated even more that I was stuck inside the cramped dorm room with her for the whole senior year at high school. I hated cheerleaders in general, but her even more. She was a bitch, that pretty, perfect looking kind of girl everyone took for an angel, with long, blond hair, full lips and boobs that drew every male’s attention. She flaunted her toned legs on high heels every opportunity she got and never needed to pay a single cent when she went out. She played everyone around...

BDSM
4 years ago
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That Which We Call a Rose

I've been away too long, a busy life has dragged me away. But just to let you all know that I am still alive and kicking, here is a simple little story. No sex in this one. I was sitting at the bar of the Holiday Inn in Eindhoven, Holland. It was about 9:30 on a Thursday evening in November and I'd just come out of the restaurant, and was sipping my beer and watching the world go by. A guy came and sat on the next bar stool, I glanced his way. He looked the average travelling businessman....

3 years ago
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That Which You Dont Have You Want the Most

My wife cheated on me once. Once was enough. I'm sure she thought she had everything covered and was quite surprised at the way I handled things. The build up was the usual story, married for fifteen years, things had gotten rather stale. We drifted apart, spending time in the same house, under the same roof, but in separate rooms though. She grew distant from me. I noticed at some point that we were no longer partners, no longer confidants, no longer lovers. She left too many clues. I picked...

1 year ago
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That Time I Banged A Mermaid

So there I was, kayaking through the beautiful waters of New Zealand, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. I was searching for a series of caves I'd read about that were allegedly filled with bioluminescent glow worms. Photos made it seem like a scene in Avatar, and although I didn’t like the movie, I couldn’t help but gawk at the amazing visuals like everyone else. To see their real life inspiration would be incredible. The man I rented my kayak from told me there were guided tours once a...

Monster Sex
4 years ago
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That Was Then This is Now Pt 02

Chapter 6 – Erica Tells Her Side My name is Erica Simms. This is how I totally fucked up my life. I’m not a raving beauty or centrefold type, just a girl-next-door. Like Evan, I guess I’m just average, which is necessarily a bad thing. I’m not the big, busty blond who spreads her legs for anyone. I’m only about 5’2′ and weigh in at 105 lb on a good day. My breasts aren’t huge, little more than a handful. Evan always said that size didn’t matter. Evan and I had grown up together and been best...

4 years ago
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That Was Then This is Now Pt 01

Note to readers, if you want lots of wham, bam, thank you mam then this isn’t for you. Part 1 deals with what happened and why, 2 & 3 deal with the aftermath. This touches on depression and attempted suicide, subjects I’m all too familiar with. If this subject disturbs you, I suggest you pass this one over. ***** Chapter 1 On my way to Monday classes I had to stop at my girlfriends’ apartment to pick up some items I’d left there yesterday. I got to the 4th floor and opened the door, using...

3 years ago
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That Time I Banged A Mermaid

So there I was, kayaking through the beautiful waters of New Zealand, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. I was searching for a series of caves I read about that were allegedly filled with bioluminescent glow worms. Photos made it seem like a scene in Avatar, and although I didn’t like the movie, I couldn’t help but gawk at the amazing visuals like everyone else. To see their real life inspiration would be incredible. The man I rented my kayak from told me there were guided tours once a day...

4 years ago
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That Duck was Pissed Parts 1 2

That Duck Was Pissed! Part One Wetzel, a popular high school friend of mine and me use to set together in class and although I had, had the boyhood exploration, experimental gay attraction encounters when I was in grade school, I was never! in lust with anyone like I was with Wetzel. Wetzel was a comedian, very energetic and one hell of a looker. He had honey brown hair that he kept so clean that you could count every gleaming strand. His facial features were...

3 years ago
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That Duck was Pissed Parts 1 2

That Duck Was Pissed! Part One Wetzel, a popular high school friend of mine and me use to set together in class and although I had, had the boyhood exploration, experimental gay attraction encounters when I was in grade school, I was never! in lust with anyone like I was with Wetzel. Wetzel was a comedian, very energetic and one hell of a looker. He had honey brown hair that he kept so clean that you could count every gleaming strand. His facial features were...

2 years ago
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That Duck was Pissed Parts 1 2

That Duck Was Pissed!Part One Wetzel, a popular high school friend of mine and me use to set together in class and although I had, had the boyhood exploration, experimental gay attraction encounters when I was in grade school, I was never! in lust with anyone like I was with Wetzel. Wetzel was a comedian, very energetic and one hell of a looker. He had honey brown hair that he kept so clean that you could count every gleaming strand. His facial features were smooth and delicate and very!...

1 year ago
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That Spring

Part 1. ...I lay back as they worked intently on my swollen, dripping erection; my next door neighbor and his sister were splitting the labor between them, she running her tongue sloppily along the back of my big shaft, drooling almost as much saliva down my rod as the cream their actions were drawing up from my balls, which was flowing in a wide stream over the purple rim of my painfully-stretched dickhead, and on down the front of my thick shaft; while he was jacking the lower end of my...

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2 years ago
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That Sexiting Trip With Aunty

Hello friends. Hope you guys liked my last episode. If not please go through it for a hint of what and how things happened (). This might feel like a little different than the last story as my views changed after that incident. So after that day whenever Richa was alone at her place she used to call me and we used to fuck our brains out. We have had sex almost everywhere at her place and it was always exciting. But soon I started realizing that she wasn’t hungry for sex its the excitement...

3 years ago
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That PhraseSylviaChapter 3

"Don, I want you to meet Rachel Connors." Mr. Fox started to introduce me to the beautiful raven haired woman standing beside one of the two armchairs in front of his desk. "Actually, I'm back to being Rachel Wells and Don and I know each other. How have you been, Don?" The woman said after my boss had introduced us. "Things could be better, but nobody wants to hear about my problems. How have you been Rachel? Crushed any men's self-esteem lately?" I asked the woman who had crushed...

4 years ago
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That aint no way to treat a Lady

“A fucking lady? No way; how, why?” I babbled, shocked.“Lady, darling; the word is always capitalised,” Cyn, my girlfriend of four months, clarified, “I’m Lady Cynthia Fortescue-Smythe, second daughter of Edward, the Earl of Battersea."“And you are me telling this, why?” I asked, as we lay, post-orgasmic, in her Knightsbridge apartment wrapped in sheets which were, apparently, cut from Egyptian cotton of astronomical thread count.“Royal Ascot silly; we are going tomorrow, and absolutely...

Fetish
2 years ago
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That Girl Chapter 3

Introduction: Okay this came faster than I thought. If you watch porn regularly, then you probably know about the incest section, where moms fuck their sons, dads fuck their daughters, brothers fuck their sisters, uncles fuck their nieces, and&hellip,aunts fuck their nephews. All the porn videos and sex stories I had seen and read involving specifically aunts and nephews were running rapidly through my mind, creating perverted scenarios that could result from my catching Aunt Jennifer and Maria...

3 years ago
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That Time Cousin Milly Helped Me Seduce Sean

Before I met Sean, I'd never considered sex with another male. The social mores of my childhood had infected me with a virulent strain of denial that reason failed to cure. The lashing taunts of my schooldays still cut to the quick: "You fucking-puffter", the ultimate shaming.I had just turned twenty and needed perspective. After two years with Milly, I had become someone I hardly recognised. I enrolled on a psychology course in the search for even the hint of an answer. I was hoping for...

Bisexual
3 years ago
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That Time I Banged A Banshee

So there I was, roaming the Irish countryside searching for an abandoned church I heard about online, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. This particular church was noteworthy because it still had intact stained glass windows, despite being several hundred years old.The exact name of the church eludes me but I heard it was haunted by some sort of wailing spirit that drove everyone away. The village surrounding the church relocated and time wore it down to nothing. Only the church and its...

Supernatural
2 years ago
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That Old House Ch 03

With an acknowledgement to Willie Nelson’s ‘I Just Dropped By’ for the idea (but not the detail, of course!) ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF CONSENT FOR SEXUAL CONGRESS (18). * Gary had a busy afternoon contacting as many of his regulars as he could. Some grumbled at him a little but his relationship with almost all of them meant that they still finished each call on good terms. Before leaving time he called Molly again and requested a copy of his own existing contract....

4 years ago
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That Old House

With an acknowledgement to Willie Nelson’s ‘I Just Dropped By’ for the idea (but not the detail, of course!) ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF CONSENT FOR SEXUAL CONGRESS. THAT OLD HOUSE Gary Simmonds is a forty-five year old divorced man. He has two daughters aged nineteen and twenty-two who, when not following their own interests and desires, live with his ex-wife and her new husband. The new husband was the reason for the divorce, so Gary was, not surprisingly, not keen to...

4 years ago
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That Time I Banged A Banshee

So there I was, roaming the Irish countryside searching for an abandoned church I heard about online, when lo-and-behold I got myself lost. This particular church was noteworthy because it still had intact stained glass windows, despite being several hundred years old. The exact name of the church eludes me but I heard it was haunted by some sort of wailing spirit that drove everyone away. The village surrounding the church relocated and time wore it down to nothing. Only the church and its...

3 years ago
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That Summer

"I went to work for her that summer, teen-aged kid so far from home. She was a lovely widow woman, hell bent to make it on her own. We were a thousand miles from nowhere; wheat fields as far as I could see. Both needing something from each other, not knowing yet what that might be." Garth Brooks Chapter 1 It seemed to 16 year old Billy Mayfair that he had been on this bus forever already, yet he was not even half way there. It was a long trip from Fresno, California to South Dakota,...

2 years ago
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That Motorcycle Trip Parts One and Two

Part OneFor ten years I had dutifully ridden behind my husband on his Harley. God what a noisy machine! I like quiet. My helmet broke some of the potato-potato-potato noise, thank god, and for a long time I wore earplugs underneath; that helped a lot. Then my great aunt died and left me with some money. Not a huge amount, but enough that I felt like I could splurge on a motorcycle of my own.  I got a Honda Gold Wing. It is wonderfully quiet. In fact, with my helmet I could almost pretend I was...

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