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This is the second Carnival of Mirrors tale. The first, also available on Fictionmania, is called: Carnival of Mirrors: Four Fates. Like this, it's a standalone tale. You don't have to have read either to follow the other, but if you like this one you'll probably like that one, too. CARNIVAL OF MIRRORS: GENERATIONS By BobH (c) 2004 New York City, Fall 2001 Staring up at the Unisphere, that 12-story high, stainless steel representation of the Earth that was one of the few...
CARNIVAL OF MIRRORS: FOUR FATES By BobH (c) 2004 Cedar Junction, MA, May 16th, 1987, 2:40 pm: Hot dog franks sizzled on griddles, sugar was spun into floss and onto sticks, vendors hawked their wares. The crowds swirled around happily, shouting and laughing, unaware of the danger that lurked among them. Reed Carter rubbed his stubbled chin thoughtfully and took in the scene before him with the experienced eyes of a predator. The fair had come to town two days earlier, the rides...
By: jesolal CARNIVAL NIGHT (GOVAN’S CULTURE) **HOT** Hi ! everybody. Welcome back. it is my 7th Submission of Anubhav. Other submissions are:- Hot Jeso Moombhathi Jalaadhi Ch.1, (Hindi) Hot Jeso Moombhathi Jalaadhi Ch.2, (Hindi) Hot Jeso Moombhathi Jalaadhi Ch.3, (Hindi) Hot Jeso Moombhathi Jalaadhi Ch.4, (Hindi) Pattathi Vidhava Kush*Hot* (Malayalam) LIC benefit fucking *Hot* (Hindi) Continue now.. Jeso came to office in very happy mood and we enquired what is the matter; she explained to...
This is my third Carnival of Mirrors tale. The others, also available on fictionmania, are: Carnival of Mirrors: Four Fates. Carnival of Mirrors: Generations. Like those, this one is a standalone tale. You don't have to have read them to follow this tale, but if you enjoy this one you'll probably enjoy them, too. If you like stories with a World War II setting you might also like my story: Mantra: Day of the Storm God Most of that one is set in Berlin during the final...
Every fall, the carnival comes to Chrystal Heights. The carnival sits away from the city limits proper. This is ostensibly so the lights and noise doesn’t bother the residents, but everyone knows it’s actually so as to allow the comings and goings to remain a matter of personal business. After all, say the many, what happens at the carnival should stay with the carnival. It’s an ordinary carnival in many respects. Once you step inside the gates, you will be assaulted with a variety of noises...
Carnival Queen Chapter 1 - 1 in a million My family owned the best beauty parlour in the district in mid America where I lived. It did hair, make up, tattoos, permanent make up, hair removal, nails, tanning and everything a good parlour should provide including botox, etc. It even had links to a cosmetic surgery for more structural changes. I was 17 and I had an older sister of 19, Samantha, and she was very excited right now. It was time for the town carnival and every year...
The Chrystal Heights carnival was set slightly away from Chrystal Heights proper. This kept the lights and the music from bothering the residents unduly. It also allowed those who wanted to go to the carnival unobserved by others to do so. It was an ordinary carnival in many respects, with rides, screaming children and a variety of games. Of course, it was also an unusual carnival in many ways, as one might expect from a carnival that traveled between Chrystal Heights and Darkview on a regular...
Introduction: For one day, go without disguise. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth. -Oscar Wilde, The Critic as Artist *** In truth, I often wonder what people look like under their masks. As she said it Portia pushed her hand against her own mask, as if to assure herself it was still there. Her skirts brushed the naves marble floor and she kept her eyes on it as she walked. The masks of the gods stared down at her from the cathedral walls. Do you? Well, theres little enough...
To come from a quiet, respectable family where all his brothers and sisters were college bound, Bobby being no exception, and tossed into the brothel of carnival life was overwhelmingly intoxicating to a young mind. Not exactly young; fifteen wasn’t young, Bobby thought. But eighteen did seem much older. So posing as an eighteen year older, Bobby forced himself to act older and tried to fit in with everyone he met. And, yes, he did fit very well. Thursday night things had cooled down,...
The summer of 1980 seemed to hold nothing but promise for this young man. Just one year out of high school it was an easy decision for me to take a year off before going to college. Heck, I was young enough to enjoy myself and wanted to travel and see the country while I had the opportunity. The year before, just out of high school, I had taken a job as a carnival worker or carnie as they are known. It gave me the chance to schlep across country and get paid in the process. Being a carnie can...
The summer of 1980 seemed to hold nothing but promise for this young man. Just one year out of high school it was an easy decision for me to take a year off before going to college. Heck, I was young enough to enjoy myself and wanted to travel and see the country while I had the opportunity. The year before, just out of high school, I had taken a job as a carnival worker or carnie as they are known. It gave me the chance to schlep across country and get paid in the process. Being a carnie can...
Straight SexIt was after three a.m. when Kristy quietly let herself into the apartment. She had hoped to find Shari asleep, but her friend, who was in the kitchen pouring herself a fifth cup of coffee, came running into the front room. "Kristy, where in the world have you been? I've been worried sick!" "I'm OK. I took a long walk to do some thinking," lied her roommate. "You don't sound OK. Your voice sounds different somehow." "I'm just tired." "I called Eric, but he said he hadn't...
The tent was nearly full for this last performance before the carnival moved on. Nearly two hundred people, a mixture of women and men, sat around the center ring talking and laughing. Kristy noted they were all dressed elegantly and each had paid a handsome fee at the gate. This carnival was obviously only for the well-to-do. Victoria also seemed to know virtually everyone. The brightly lit center ring held an unusually large bed, nothing more. Puzzled, Kristy began trying to find a...
"Why me? Why send me an invitation to one of your performances?" Shari was anxious to see Kristy again, but still felt a distrust of this woman who called herself Victoria something or other. "Why Shari dear, I thought you would want to see your friend Kristy, especially now that she's the star of the show." They stood at the main entrance to the tent as the other patrons were buying or presenting tickets and entering. "Star of the show?" questioned Shari, "I thought she was just...
After returning to New Jersey from my left coast finale, I moved into a trailer I shared with a buddy from high school. It was tight, but there was just enough room for my guitar, my blues records, and me. I bought an old BSA Gold Star 650 motorcycle and spent the beginning of 1980 traveling up and down the East Coast on the bike. You could always tell where I had last parked it by the oil stains on the pavement, but it ran well and more importantly, it looked damn cool. By summer I had...
Today I audition for a new job with a traveling carnival. I’m excited but also a little nervous about what all the job might require. The employment agency that set everything up would only tell me that this wasn’t a typical carnival in that only those 18 and older were allowed inside. Also, I needed to be comfortable with nudity. Since I really need a job, I’ve decided that I have no issue showing off my body and spent the morning getting everywhere nice and smooth. I arrive and introduce...
FetishThe summer of 1980 seemed to hold nothing but promise for this young man. Just one year out of high school it was an easy decision for me to take a year off before going to college. Heck, I was young enough to enjoy myself and wanted to travel and see the country while I had the opportunity. The year before, just out of high school, I had taken a job as a carnival worker or carnie as they are known. It gave me the chance to schlep across country and get paid in the process. Being a carnie can...
Kristy was awakened by a knock at the door. Circles under her eyes for lack of sleep, her cheeks still tear stained, she opened the door. "What... ?" "I've brought your things and come to pick up mine," said Janeen, "since it looks like this arrangement is going to be permanent." The redhead smiled wickedly while Kristy's eyes fell in dejection. Janeen threw down two bags containing Kristy's few belongings and began gathering her own together. "The Mistress brought me to orgasm...
[When I found that a journalist friend of mine had been to report on Iron Henge I was naturally anxious to read the story. After some persuasion she sent me the story spiked by her editor, followed a few weeks later by the (much longer) ‘original draft’. Then when I mentioned that Lush was doing a fall equinox competition she sent me the ‘extended edition’ that follows. For obvious reasons, all names have been changed.] Chances are the Lush people have never heard of Iron Henge. It isn’t...
The summer of 1980 seemed to hold nothing but promise for this young man. Just one year out of high school it was an easy decision for me to take a year off before going to college. Heck, I was young enough to enjoy myself and wanted to travel and see the country while I had the opportunity. The year before, just out of high school, I had taken a job as a carnival worker or carnie as they are known. It gave me the chance to schlep across country and get paid in the process. Being a carnie can...
In April 1692, he last two surviving witches to escaped the salem witch trials died on the outskirts of a small town. The two bodies were burned, their ashes were scattered to the winds. But on that day, their ashes on fell to the ground. Those ashes, infused the ground with what was left of their souls. For little over 400 years those woods, were left to their own.The animals, never went near the area. No plants seemed to grow there. There only that seemed to grown were a few trees that never...
FantasyIt truly was a magical day when Amy Anderson-Wooding was chosen as her town's Regatta Senior Princesses. It was the first year she had entered and was amazed that she had got the title. The regatta was an important date in the calendar for all the locals. For the young ladies taking part it was a really big deal, particularly if they won a title. Kirstie Boyce was chosen as the other senior princess, keeping her status from the previous year. They knew that in next year's event one of them...
Kristy awoke the next morning aching and sore in every joint and muscle in her badly abused body. Victoria had indeed held her close throughout the night, their bodies entwined in romantic and erotic pleasure. Kristy's almost comatose state had precluded their making love, but Victoria had assured her that as soon as she was feeling better, Kristy would be rewarded for her outstanding performance and the sacrifice of her virginity. So Kristy's sound sleep had been born of both exhaustion...
Slogging back to his tent with an ice-cold Pepsi, Bobby looked up and noticed a familiar face at the edge of the fairgrounds. Long fine blonde hair gently moving in the almost nothing of a breeze, Debbie’s friend Sammie began strolling toward Bobby. Sammie had coy smile as she approached Bobby. “Hi, Bobby!” she shouted. “Hello Sammie. If you are looking for Andy, I haven’t seen him today. Most of the ride boys are gone for the day; off doing what ever.” “Actually, I came to see...
The two young Americans sat nursing cups of coffee at a small sidewalk cafe. Both women were exchange students who had come to Romania, one to study the language, the other its culture. Kristy Anders' passion for the culture of Eastern Europe had its origins in American vampire movies and her youthful fascination with Transylvania. She had scrimped and saved since a sophomore in high school and along with modest help from her not-well-off parents and a generous grant, she was now spending...
The tent was filled to capacity as the word had obviously spread that Victoria now had two performers in her stable and expectations were high for a very entertaining evening. Victoria stepped into the light of the ring to polite applause. She smiled warmly as she spoke to the audience. "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight a special treat. Not one, but two young women to capture your fancy!" Laughs and smiles. "Our first performer is a lovely young woman who is learning to give pleasure to...
Kristy's eyes fluttered open as sunlight filtered through the one small window. Finding herself in the arms of Victoria, her lips found those of her Mistress and they kissed deeply. Victoria arose as Kristy threw off the covers and stretched. Her entire body ached, so even though she noticed the tenderness in her breast, she simply assumed it was one of her many wounds received at the hands of Janeen last night, the subject of which brought a question to mind. "She's gone Kristy. Gone...
"Wake up, Kristy!" commanded Shari as she threw the bucket of water on the unconscious woman, serving to both wash her off and rouse her. "Wha..." Kristy was utterly depleted. Her eyes fluttered open to see Shari standing over her, bucket in hand. "Get up if you can! Otherwise Victoria becomes mine by default!" The exhausted young blonde was cramping so badly she clutched her lower abdomen, the tears running down her cheeks. She looked down in horror to see her vagina stretched and...
Sean's hard dick was still in his mother's wet twat and his eyes gleamed at seeing his 18-year-old sister in a masturbating frenzy. Looking back at Lynda's glowing eyes, he saw that she too was staring at his sister Sharon. He could feel his dick pulsing as it was still pushing the last of his load into her. He could feel that his mother's cunt wasn't yet finished either, as it still squeezed around his penis while it finished filling her up. Finally, he turned again. Looking back at...
The guys in school who knew Karen thought she wasn't the type who slept around. 'Probably a virgin' was the opinion, a girl who would give oral at best. This did not matter to Sean in the least; his feelings toward her were genuine. He had plans of marriage after college too. He figured that he would propose before college and be married after he finished. He never believed she would give it out anytime before then. That changed with her parting words the night before of, ""I need to...
As Sean opened his eyes, the morning sun forced him to squint. Lifting the sheets, he could see that his morning hard-on was present as usual. The pain and pressure in his groin was not though. Sean wasted no time in getting up from the couch. It was Sunday morning and nobody was home. After getting dressed, he peered over at the clock to see that it was a little past noon. Driving home, Sean was still trying to make sense of what happened last night. He had waited a long time to pop...
Sean awoke at the sound a door being slowly opened. His groggy eyes slowly opened to see the woman from the waiting area. To Sean, this woman looked about the same age as his mother. She had her brown hair up in a ponytail, which showed off her lovely neck. She had on a low cut top that showed most of her large breasts. Her skirt was low-cut, revealing a lot of her bare legs. She was not thin, but her weight was in all the right places. Sean knew why this woman was here. He could feel the...
Carnivale Dreams: Spirit of the Festival A Bella & Honey Fantasy written by Miss Simone Chapter 1 You sit on your balcony, listening to the rhythm of the drums as people dance in the streets. The thump of the music is hypnotic, forcing you to sway, even when you aren't in the thick of it yourself. All your life you've dreamed of Carnivale and you have finally make the pilgrimage to enjoy the warm weather and bawdy sights. You've only been in your hotel an hour, but excitement...
Melody Smith's Schooldaysby Eve AdorerChapter 15 – My Vacation Vocation Supremely aroused as I had become holding the divine Deneel in a tender embraceas the ultimate phase of Maiden Mead making had been given over to me,a long tepid shower was needed to lower the summit of my ardour and saveme from the evil compulsion to touch myself. My body came down from its peak of heat but very slowly. My mind continuedlost in the maze of lust for the remainder of the sleepless night through whichI...
“You might as well just come out and say it,” Gillen said around the succulent venison she was chewing. As usual, she was taking her evening meal with her old mentor, Tergin Givens. The two had transcended their original teacher-student relationship and had become good friends. Gillen looked up into the evening sky. There was no moonlight or starlight to provide light. Nearly the entire day had been dark, with black and gray clouds rolling over the sky. Towards the evening, the wind had...
Rainy days and Mondays !! Monday morning, who needs them! in the street people jostles for position in queues, pavements begin to fill with men and women going to work. In your house there was a different atmosphere, for today a special person was visiting, A local beauty agency was sending a new apprentice to your house for some training in massages and waxing. You took a shower and awaited the arrival of the apprentice. To get you in the mood you put on a silk dressing gown and some...
Every Tuesday morning at nine minutes past ten Kay says to her husband, ‘I’m off to town Tom.’ Tom always replies, ‘Have a nice time dear,’ then he laughs and says, ‘Give him my best wishes.’ Kay smiles and replies, ‘I will dear,’ and then leaving the house she makes her way to the bus stop and catches the nine fifteen bus into the CBD. Had Tom known it his joking remark about giving an make-believe lover his best wishes was closer to the truth than he knew, but to explain that and tell...
A couple in the swinging lifestyle make their weekly pilgramage to a private club. Wednesdays have been punctuated by a young woman who puts on quite a show in one of the anything-goes areas. Caitlyn's husband is in the crowd of onlookers while she sits alone in the public area. She's not alone for long.Wild Wednesdays“Mind if I sit down?” asked the black man with the muscular build.“What, you’re not going to join the others?” she said. He looked toward the wide doorway that led into the back...
Girl Friday By Gingerfred Man Chapter One - Casual day Lemon or baby blue? Perhaps pink? We all know what they say about girls who wear black panties, don't we? [Giggle] Fridays can be such a challenge. I mean, I had been wearing panties every day since my boss, Mr. Everhard's, "Girl Fridays" decree six weeks ago. But on Fridays, besides panties, I wore the miniskirt, stockings, garter belt and big heels to work too. On Monday through Thursday, when I'm wearing icky boys'...
Girl Fridays Belladonna The car came to a stop as Vern Lowry pressed down the brake and put the vehicle in park. He pulled off his black sandals and slipped his black, opaque tights covered feet into the pair of 3? inch high heeled pumps he had placed into his pocketbook that morning. Vern smiled at the shoes as he buckled their thin ankle straps. Once he finished buckling the shoes, Vern lifted his wife's black aviator sunglasses off his nose and checked his appearance one...
Alexa Chapter 34: Mondays God, I hate Mondays! I always have. I think everyone does. Getting back into the grind of everyday life was never any fun, but today was even worse. The events of the previous night cast a pall over not only my feelings but most of the state. Sure, the Vikings lost yet another NFC Championship, we were used to it. But the way they lost was so unlike the way the team had played all season was confounding. Add to that the sheer joy that had been created...
SPECIAL FRIDAYS - 03 By Libnos After that wild evening, when she'd dressed me as a woman for the first time, I awoke the next morning without any misgivings or concerns. I trusted her and we and felt comfortable that would continue our relationship in the same direction but with mutual love and respect. Looking at the pictures she'd taken and printed off for me I immediately got a hard-on. I wasn't sure it was because it was because I knew it...
``````````Her long chestnut hair was fixed in a pony tail. Her face freshly scrubbed, no make-up. She wore a man's large flannel shirt, yellow and black plaid, her long, shapely legs bare. ``````````We greet by touching fingertips affectionately, touching lips in a brief and conspiratorial kiss. ``````````"I come to you pre-fucked," she said wryly. "He threw a quickie into me this morning. I made him pull out and cum in my mouth, though." ``````````"Yeah?" I said, playfully drawing...
I love Fridays. Fridays I start drinking in the late afternoon. I’m not an alcoholic, it’s just that I need to unwind once a week after chasing my two kids and husband, and doing all the housework. We make a point to get the kids out of the house on Fridays. My husband usually drops my daughter at my parents’ and we give enough money to Jason, my son who is a high-schooler, for going to the movies or whatever.Then my husband comes home and we have drunk, wild sex.This Friday was different...
ReluctanceI was so excited! Who would have ever thought that only one month after graduating from college, I would land such a great job? Even though my starting position was to be one of the receptionists at a growing internet fashion company, it was still such a lucky break for a twenty-two-year-old to get her foot in the door. After a week of training, I was ready to report and when I entered the large building, it was so modern and revolutionary. Huge flat screen computers filled the tables and very...
Fetishmrs_rchl1::kissychickzdigmeyup:hi!mrs_rchl1:hey there!mrs_rchl1:im so glad i caught you againchickzdigmeyup:me toomrs_rchl1:ive been so busy with work its hard for me to find time to get on heremrs_rchl1:spread those legschickzdigmeyup:can you see me?mrs_rchl1:anyone in the room with you or are you alone?mrs_rchl1:yeschickzdigmeyup:i'm alonemrs_rchl1:cant hear you thoughmrs_rchl1:rub yourself through those jeansmrs_rchl1:get into itmrs_rchl1:moanmrs_rchl1:fuckmrs_rchl1:are you all alone in the...
Thursday (and Thursdays past)--Pansi "emasculated" It's the rare word so special to allow it inked on my blemishless skin--twice actually. The script is delicate cursive (timidly uncapitalised) written across a spray of darling little pink and yellow stars. It's on the sensitive inside of my right wrist. It's tiny with muted colors, so more of a personal thing than to be noticed; something to give me a lift if I'm feeling too much like a boring girl. The other is the same but...
HumorI checked the time on my phone. It read "3:56" just as my computer made that shutdown noise. Perfect. I'd worked through lunch just to achieve this. I pulled on my jacket, keeping the phone in one hand and texted while one of my fellow escapees pressed the down button. "You home?" I sent, my phone chirped as it sent the message and the elevator binged its arrival. I'd have to wait for the reply -- the elevator blocked my service. But I could wait, I was in an awesome mood, because it was...
(A tryst of fate series: #2 brought to you by Dr. MaxMon) Skinny-dipping Sundays, by MaxMon The doorbell rang again and Peter answered it dressed in Hawaiian shorts with a beer in his hand. As he opened the door splashes were heard from the pool out back, along with faint yells and playful conversation from the small group of partygoers who had already arrived late in the morning. Greg and Brenda greeted Peter at the door with smiles and happy feelings since they had grown accustomed to each...
By Phyllisroger Teenaged boys in school attend classes, and have lots of recess, lunch and free time and what do they talk about? You remember, surely. They talk about girls, of course, and lots of girls and all the stories made up and real and my well-endowed son, Eric, was no different except now he was different. He had a real story to tell and it wasn’t long after I sucked every bit of sperm from his long, stiff, hot cock that he began to tell his friends. I should have guessed this...
My dad didn't congratulate me in front of the principal, but he wasn't mad at me since those two suckers were bullying an asian freshmen, and since I can't stand it, well I just prevented them to put the poor kid’s head in the toilet and I basically just threw a punch to one and shove the other to get to the scared kid. Then after some threats, we ended up in the principal's office and the nephew said I called him a “nigger” which I never used and it escalated from there. After an...
An opening. A couch against the wall. Some people are watching and laughing, others are steering clear and pretending nothing's going on. A guy with bleached blonde hair and gym-toned arms lies naked on the couch; a young woman in her bra and panties fellates him at one end of the couch; another young woman as naked as he sits on his face, gyrating. The cell phone pushes right up to a close up on the face-sitting woman. Her eyes, when they flutter open, are glazed over and red. She's on...
The sun slowly sinks below the horizon as we sit in silence on the isolated beach. Late October, a beautiful time for the shore. True companions of the sea come to the sandy dunes at this time of year to listen to the Divine power whisper truth across the foam that settles at your toes. Day stars glitter and captivate you to open your soul to all that is to be in this universe. Only those who are of the sea come here and listen. There is no need for us to talk. We hear each other clearly,...
Ms. Marietta Miller was a slave driver in the old sense. She tolerated no slacking, didn’t allow breaks and made you redo your work if she found just the tiniest mistake. And all this even though she wasn’t old -- in fact, she was the second youngest in the office, which didn’t make things easier. With her twenty-five years -- ten less that my thirty-five, for example -- she often rubbed us the wrong way, but there was nothing we could do about it. Mr. McCormack was hardly ever in the office,...
Fetish1Days of my youth [3]Sadly “Casper “the Newfoundland had been killed in a road accident and we had buried him the day before, inside the camp woodland at the back of the barracks, I had had to borrow a JCB to dig the grave and it had all been done on the quiet as no doubt authority would have been less than happy with giant dogs being buried all over their lovely tidy camp.I was now just 18 and had been experimenting with sex with Pete and Judy for a couple of months now whenever we had...
Hey all I am Da (name changed) 21yr old. This incident happened to me when I was in high school. I always have strong appetite 4 sex as most of teenagers do. But to me it was something more when compared to others. After the final exams I recieved a call from my aunt & she invited me to her place as there were holidays going on. Even my cousin also insisted me to come. I agreed and left for there. Its about 2 to 3 hr journey. I directly went inside the house as there was none. But when i...
IncestI was then around 22 and in college every year myself ,younger brother and my sister spent our summer holidays in my the village home of my aunt was my father’s sister.she was a widow and lived in this big house with her youngest son harish who had married two years back and now had son born only a few month’s back.harish worked in some government office inspite of his being the near owner of the huge property and income that my aunt had. The house built by my uncle was large and spacious set...
IncestHello my dear friends,i am___,sory i am not exposing my name because these stories are even read by my brother or any of my friends.it is about me and my aunty, her name was sabusha around 33 yrs old.she is really a hot stuff to mess with.she has been married to my uncle @ 21,and at 23 she got pregnant,and gave birth to a girl.i usf to spend some of my vacation time at her place, to watch her and to spend more time with her most often i used to get glimpse of her big round sexy typical indian...
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