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The HJ/BDM youth were cut off from news during their march home. The Czechs were making trouble again for the Germans in the Sudetenland, a Czechoslovakian province bordering southern Deutschland. The Führer promised to protect their deutsche compatriots from the Czech depredations. War seemed a possibility.

The lives of the youth who attended the Party Rally in Nuremberg slowly returned closer to normality. They returned to their apprenticeships or school on Monday. Rutger and Gerta spent the nights together, continuing their quest to fulfil their obligations to the HJ and BDM. Werner tried to continue seeing Rachel. He had done his duty, as far as she was concerned. She wanted no part of the big oaf.

Dieter and Gisela continued seeing each other as opportunities arose. They went out on dates Friday and Saturday nights after they returned home. The first Saturday night home, desperate for the closeness they experienced on the trip, they found a hiding place in the bushes in the park. Their tryst was a little too muddy and dirty and much too brief. Dieter brought a rubber, so pulling out wasn’t necessary. He swore he would bring a rucksack with a blanket on future dates.

Hitler met with the Prime Minister of Great Britain and the President of France to try to resolve the crisis without starting a general European war. They met in Munich, hosted by Adolf Hitler.

The HJ group ran their normal meeting on September 29th, the second HJ/BDM meeting since the group came home from the Party Rally. Herr Baumann announced the capitulation of Czechoslovakia and the joining of the Sudetenland to the Fatherland. The HJ and BDM youth cheered loudly for the success of the Führer and the Fatherland in this crisis. Gisela was relieved. Her older brother Georg wouldn’t need to go to war.

Rolf Stenger ran his final Schar meeting that evening. War or not, he was to report to the Heeres to begin training in two days. Stefan Martin was selected to take over as Scharleiter, starting the next Wednesday.

The BDM meeting had another unusual feature, individual conferences between Frau König and each girl who participated in the Party Rally trip.

After a few general questions about their experiences on the trip to the Rally, she got down to her most important question – have you had your period? Five of the fifteen girls had their periods during the trip. Two more girls had their periods since they returned home. Frau König knew they wouldn’t be pregnant.

Rachel’s period was four days late. Frau König quizzed her and found Rachel had vomited that morning, had headaches the past couple days and was constipated. All were early signs pointing towards pregnancy. Apparently, Werner had done his duty to the Fatherland properly and planted a baby in Rachel’s womb.

Gisela reported that she had her period as expected, the bleeding starting earlier in the morning. Frau König tried to hide her disappointment when she dismissed the young girl. Gerta wasn’t expecting her period for another four days. The remaining five girls also reported their periods were due in a few days.

Frau König grabbed Herr Baumann after the youth headed home at the end of the meeting.

“How is it going?” Heinz Baumann asked pleasantly.

“It is a disaster,” Annaliese König replied. “Rachel is likely pregnant. Gisela is not. She started her period this morning. It is too soon to be sure about Gerta. The rest of the girls? Seven definitely are not pregnant. We can’t know yet for the other five. All deny having sex with any of the boys.”

“Gauleiter Lohse will not be amused,” Heinz said. “Now what?”

“We need to go to our backup plan,” Annaliese replied. “Can we do this?”

“I think we can,” Heinz answered. “I will speak with Herr Pieper and get Party support. He can coordinate with the Gestapo, so they back us up. I guess I get to have that ugly conversation I had with the Jannsen and Zimmerman families again. Who do we assign to the task of making more Aryan babies?”

“Obviously, Dieter Pfeiffer and Gisela Fischer,” Annaliese said. “Winfreda Simon, Ella Petersen and Margrit Hansen would be suitable for our needs. They all come from pure-blooded Aryan families.”

“They would work,” Heinz said. “Who do we assign to each girl?”

The two debated the various boys in the HJ, finally settling on Stefan Martin for Winfreda Simon, Karl Müller for Ella Petersen and Georg Vögel for Margrit Hansen. Annaliese chose the girls carefully. All were among the girls who had periods during the trip to Nuremberg. They could take up their duties within a week or two.

They discussed procedures. The youth would spend eight nights at the girl’s house, starting ten days after they started their period. Monthly visits would continue until the couples accomplished their assignments – make a baby.

They had plenty of time for arrangements. Winfreda Vögel would be ten days past her period October 16th, two weeks from the night the decision was made for extend the “program.” The other girls would hit their ten-day mark a few days later.

Herr Baumann visited all the affected families and explained what would happen. Some parents were dubious about the “program” but didn’t argue too strenuously. Herr Fischer, Gisela’s father was one of the more difficult to convince that Gisela would be part of the program. Frau Fischer helped calm her husband.

Frau König quizzed Gerta the following Wednesday night about her period. Gerta was four days late. Frau König arranged to take Gerta and Rachel over to the Lebensborn facility in Flensburg the following week for a pregnancy test and prenatal checkup.

Thursday at School, Gisela had lunch with Dieter. She was in a great mood.

“Are you doing anything after school?” she asked.

“Nothing special,” Dieter replied.

“My mother and father went to Flensberg today,” Gisela explained. “I have a big empty house until evening. Do you want to come over for the fun we couldn’t have on Saturday night?”

“Somebody is horny,” Dieter said.

“You know it,” Gisela agreed. “And you’re not?”

“For you?” Dieter replied. “I am always passionate for you.”

“Come over as soon as school is out,” Gisela said.

“I’ll walk you home,” Dieter said. “My mother won’t mind if I don’t stop at home after school. I often meet up with Werner or Georg in the afternoon.”

The two youth hustled the half kilometer from their School to Gisela’s home. They hurried upstairs. They had about ninety minutes until Dieter had to go home for dinner with his family. Dieter stripped out of his clothes while Gisela undressed. He turned around, naked as a new-born, and stared at his naked girlfriend.

“You are so pretty,” Dieter gushed. “You are the most gorgeous girl around.” This was the first time he had seen Gisela naked in the daylight. Most of their previous trysts had been at night or a quick fuck without undressing. Even during their afternoon together in the lit train car, they had made love in the dim light in the bunk with the curtains drawn for privacy.

“You are handsome too,” Gisela replied as she appraised her boyfriend. “You are so muscular.”

“I work part time on farms,” Dieter said. Gisela pulled the covers down on her bed and hopped in.

“Join me,” she beckoned. Dieter reached down and pulled a small packet out of his pants pocket. “What’s that?”

“Rubber,” Dieter replied as he climbed into her bed. “I don’t want to chance getting you pregnant.”

“Save it for another time when we need it,” Gisela said. Dieter gave her a questioning look. “My period started six days ago. Frau König and Herr Baumann aren’t requiring you to sleep with me until next Monday. That is because you aren’t likely to make a baby sooner than then. We can skip the rubbers and enjoying ourselves today. No baby.”

“That’s great,” Dieter replied, tossing the unneeded rubber towards his pants. “Rubbers are shit.”

Gisela lay on her back. Dieter lay beside her, sprawling his chest over hers so their mouths could meet. The two horny youth deep kissed and petted enthusiastically. Their playing escalated about five minutes later when Dieter slid his hand down her belly and began playing with her Pussy. Two fingers slipped in her hole while his thumb strummed and teased her clitoris.

Dieter brought Gisela to a thunderous climax after a few minutes of playing.

“I am ready,” Gisela panted as she came down from her high. “Give it to me.”

Dieter clambered over his lover and deftly inserted his dick into Gisela’s hole. He thrust and buried his erection deep into her belly.

“You’re sure this is safe?” Dieter asked as he stared down at Gisela. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re so sweet,” Gisela said. “We should be safe today. Give me what I need, please.”

Dieter began sawing his dick in and out of Gisela’s sweet, oh, so hot pussy. No longer inexperienced and clueless, he stroked her for over a minute before needing to pause to avoid premature ejaculation. Gisela pushed back against Dieter’s powerful thrusts, reveling in the feelings his bare dick was giving her.

After the need to climax subsided, Dieter got back to work. No longer inexperienced, he screwed Gisela enthusiastically. She pushed back against his thrusts, trying to will that delicious dick deeper into her belly. He probably worked it in and out for another minute. Gisela could feel another climax rising. Dieter felt the same, slowing and then pausing to allow his desperate need to come to pass.

“Give me more,” Gisela begged while he calmed down. “I need more.”

“I’ll come too soon,” Dieter gasped. Gisela slipped a hand between their bodies and rubbed her clitoris. Her orgasm was closing rapidly. Dieter began humping again while she diddled herself. It was a race now to climax. Gisela won, just barely. She gasped in ecstasy as another wave of pleasure enveloped her being.

Dieter continued plunging his dick in and out while Gisela’s pussy massaged and tugged at the big invader. Nature intended for him to deliver his seed now. Nature was not to be denied. Gisela was starting to calm after her climax when Dieter kicked into action. He thrust hard and fast into his lover repeatedly. He lasted maybe a dozen strokes before he exploded and pumped his seed into Gisela’s willing and hungry belly.

“I feel your come,” Gisela marveled as she felt pulse after pulse of sperm spray her insides.

Dieter slumped on top of her, spent. She rolled them on their sides. Dieter’s withering dick plopped out, releasing a drool of sperm onto her bottom. Gisela giggled. “It’s messy even when you come in me.”

“Ja,” Dieter sighed. After a few more seconds to collect his wits, he added, “Are you sure we are safe doing this today? I wouldn’t want to hurt you.”

Gisela gave her lover a kiss. “You’re so sweet. Our leaders don’t think there is much chance that you could get me pregnant today, otherwise you would be sleeping here tonight so you can plant a ‘pure-blooded Aryan baby’ in me.”

“I don’t want to do that, unless that is what you want,” Dieter said, returning Gisela’s kiss.

“Not now,” Gisela said. “I’m not like Rachel or Gerta.”

“Oh?”

“They are sure Rachel is pregnant and she is delighted,” Gisela said. “They think Gerta is pregnant too, but they haven’t run the test on her yet. Gerta isn’t thrilled by the idea but doesn’t think she has a choice.”

“She and Rutger could have done what we are doing,” Dieter offered.

“We got away with it for the first month,” Gisela said. “We will see if we manage that again next week when this isn’t safe.”

“I promise as long as I live, I will never do anything to hurt you,” Dieter responded. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Gisela replied. “As long as you live? Do you think we will be together beyond what the BDM and HJ require?”

“I hope so,” Dieter said. “What will our future bring? I don’t know.”

“Well, you are going to university in two years,” Gisela said.

“Maybe,” Dieter replied. “I may do my time in the army first. I have to do that someday and I think I rather do it before university.”

“I would have thought someone on the university track would do university first,” Gisela said. “Not that university is an option for me anymore.”

“My parents and I were shocked back when they tested us for which career track I should follow,” Dieter explained. “I always expected I would work on farm or work in an agricultural business like my Vati [father]. No one in my family ever went to Gymnasium or university.”

[Editor’s note: German youth were tracked according to their aptitude for HauptSchool, RealSchool or Gymnasium. HauptSchool was for the tradesmen, RealSchool for clerks and other white-collar workers and Gymnasium was for future scientists, educators, and civil servants. It prepared the students for studying at a university and prepared them for leadership roles once they grew up.]

“I didn’t know that,” Gisela said. “My family has gone to university for generations. I come from a long line of educators.”

“I excel in Mathematics,” Dieter said. “I don’t know if I want to become an engineer or become a research scientist.”

“Both would be good careers,” Gisela said. “I wish I could say the same. All I get to take in school is courses to teach me how to cook and take care of a house. Becoming a teacher or a nurse doesn’t seem likely anymore. That is what I wanted to do when I was younger ... before ... before ... the...”

“You don’t need to say it,” Dieter replied. “I understand. The schools have changed so much for girls. You would have made a good teacher.”

“That is sweet of you,” Gisela said. “I hope we manage to stay a couple beyond the time when the HJ and BDM are through with us.”

“I would love that,” Dieter agreed as he gave Gisela a kiss. “I want that more than anything.”

The HJ and BDM Schar in Leck planned a march and camping trip for the weekend of 7-9 Oktober. They marched out to a wooded area about 15 kilometers from Leck for the weekend. Saturday morning brought a surprise for Frau König. Ursula Ewald had to dash off while helping cook breakfast. She threw up. She felt better later in the morning and fine in the afternoon and evening. Frau König hoped she was wrong but had her suspicions.

The boys spent most of Saturday engaging in a “terrain study,” which is really just a big wargame without guns. Stefan Martin’s team of roughly twenty guys, including Dieter, “assaulted” a small hill held by another twenty-two boys, led by Hans Pieper. Dieter excelled in woodcraft. He used camouflage and stealth to stalk in close to the hilltop. He managed to seize the “enemy’s” flag twice in the three studies they conducted that day.

Evening brought a hardy supper followed by a big campfire with lots of stories of medieval daring-do by knights and then plenty of patriotic songs about their Fatherland. The teens went to bed in male-only and female-only tents. None of the four HJ/BDM sponsored couples were expected to be in their fertile times, so no coed tents were allowed.

Sunday morning, right after receiving a hearty breakfast of fried eggs and some good sausage, Ursula bolted for the edge of the bushes and promptly threw up. Frau König shot a knowing glance to Herr Baumann before she helped the nauseous girl clean up and settle her stomach.

“Ursula, when was your last period?” Frau König asked as she had the girl lay down to rest.

“Period?” Ursula stuttered. She understood the meaning of the question and didn’t want to know the answer. “Five and a half weeks,” she added hesitantly.

“Have you had sexual intercourse with any boys in the past three weeks?” Frau König asked. Ursula blushed deep pink. “Ursula?”

“Um ... uh ... ja, one time.”

“With who?” Frau König asked.

“Um ... um ... I’m not ... sure of his name,” Ursula said. She knew full well who the boy was but was embarrassed to admit it.

“You know all the boys in our Schar,” Frau König retorted. “How can you not know his name?”

“It was ... he was ... a boy from somewhere near Hamburg,” Ursula answered quietly. “His name was Hans. I don’t know his last name.”

“That is unfortunate,” Frau König sighed. “I could have gotten you into the Lebensborn program and the party would help you through your pregnancy and after the baby is born.”

“Do you really think I am pregnant?” Ursula asked, looking surprised and a little scared.

“Yes, I do, dear,” Frau König said. “I’ll do what I can to help you, but without knowing the racial heritage of the father of your baby, the Lebensborn program can’t take you in.”

“I see,” Ursula answered. Frau König dismissed Ursula to finish packing before the march home. She called over the other four girls whose periods were due a week or two after the trip to Nuremberg. She was surprised to find out Hannhalore Voss was also eight days overdue for her period. Monica Richter and Margot Kalbfleisch were seven days late.

Annaliese König cursed herself as they group marched back to Leck. She should have questioned these girls during the last BDM meeting about their periods. It was too late to matter now. Annaliese König sought out Heinz Baumann when the group was back to their meeting hall, the camping equipment was cleaned and stored away and the youth had headed home.

“We have an issue to discuss, Heinz,” Annaliese explained. “Four more girls missed their periods. It seems we miscalculated when we assigned more couples to the program.”

“Are you certain they are all pregnant?” Heinz asked.

“Not certain, but they likely are,” Annaliese replied.

“Who are the boys responsible?” Heinz asked. “Are they suitable? Can we put these girls in the program?”

“I don’t know,” Annaliese answered. “I found out when I discovered Ursula Ernst has morning sickness. I quizzed her and she says it was a boy from Hamburg that got her pregnant. I don’t believe her. I think she is protecting someone. She was most fertile the last couple days of the trip, after the south Holstein [Gau or state] Schars had left our group. I didn’t have time to interrogate the rest of the girls.”

“That needs to be done,” Heinz said.

“It will,” Annaliese agreed. “Do we have the other couples continue with the program? It seems we have our quota of babies. Do we require the others to go through with this?”

“After the trouble I had arranging it,” Heinz replied. “I leaned pretty hard on the parents to make this happen. What’s the worst if they continue in the program? We present ten babies to the Fatherland instead of our quota of six.”

“Who is next?” Annaliese asked.

“Dieter Pfeiffer spends eight nights with Gisela Fischer, starting tomorrow night,” Heinz said.

“I am surprised that Gisela didn’t catch last month,” Annaliese laughed. “It wasn’t from a lack of effort from Dieter. He is one lusty boy. If you heard the two of them in the afternoon in the railroad car going at it. He had her begging for more.”

“It’s good to know we still have virile youth in Deutschland,” Heinz commented. “I will speak with Stefan and get an investigation started into the fathers of these girl’s babies. You get Ruth [Fromm, the BDM Scharleiter] to start talking with the girls.”

“That is a plan,” Annaliese agreed.

Herr Baumann drove Dieter over to the Fischer house around 9:00 PM Monday evening. Herr Fisher was frosty as he invited Dieter and Herr Baumann into his home. Gisela and Dieter headed upstairs to do their duty for the Fatherland. Herr Baumann and Herr Fischer talked briefly before Herr Baumann took his leave.

Dieter and Gisela disrobed and got in bed and began making out. Raised voices downstairs caught their attention a couple minutes later.

“That God damned horny devil is upstairs sleeping with my little treasure,” Herr Fischer thundered.

“Be quiet Günther,” Frau Fischer urged. “Do you want to argue this with the Gestapo?”

“No,” Günther Fischer admitted.

“Your Vater hates me,” Dieter remarked to Gisela as they listened to her parents argue.

“I’m his little Schatzi [treasure],” Gisela explained. “He feels he needs to protect me.”

“I want to protect you too,” Dieter replied. “I even brought a Gummi for tonight, so we don’t have to worry about me being too slow when I pull out.”

“You are sweet to me, liebling,” Gisela said.

Dieter and Gisela took their time doing their “duty.” Dieter managed to bring Gisela to orgasm before he mounted her and gave her his thick dick. She enjoyed the ride. Thanks to the rubber, Dieter stroked her a long while until he blasted his load of sperm. The two satisfied, and safe, teens cuddled and kissed until they fell asleep.

Stefan Martin found Dieter at lunch at School on Tuesday. He sat down beside Dieter to talk.

“Have you heard Ursula Ewald is pregnant?” Stefan asked. “Do you have any idea who may have done this?”

“I’m not certain,” Dieter answered, trying not to appear to be evasive. “You know I spent my nights with Gisela.”

“Let me know if you hear anything, Dieter,” Stefan asked.

“I will,” Dieter agreed. Dieter had no interest in reporting Rudi Schmidt’s tryst with Ursula. It was really not his business who the young boy screwed.

Dieter’s non-involvement with Ursula’s impregnation came to a sudden end the following evening when he was called to meet privately with Stefan Martin before the Wednesday evening HJ meeting.

Stefan was direct when Dieter sat down in front of the Scharleiter. “A few of your comrades saw you and Ursula Ewald leaving the woods together at the lunch break the next to last day of our trip home from Nuremberg. Did you have sex with Ursula?”

“Sex? No!” Dieter insisted indignantly. “I went to the woods to relieve myself. It was pure chance that Ursula left the woods the same time as me. Gisela and I are a couple.”

“You were in the woods that same time as Ursula?” Stefan asked. He didn’t wait for an answer. “What did you see? Did you hear anything?”

“I can’t say what might have happened in the woods,” Dieter replied. True but certainly not a complete answer.

“You didn’t see or hear anything?” Stefan repeated.

“I can’t say I did,” Dieter offered again.

“Can’t say or didn’t actually see or hear anything?” Stefan retorted. He stared hard into Dieter’s eyes. Dieter was a poor liar. He wilted.

“I really can’t say,” Dieter pleaded.

“Did you see Ursula having sex with someone?”

Dieter hung his head and quietly said, “Yes.”

“Who?” Stefan demanded. Dieter was silent. “Are you going to condemn poor Ursula to having a bastard child and raising it without any help? Is that what you want for the poor girl?”

Dieter sadly shook his head no.

“Who fucked Ursula?” Stefan demanded.

“Rudi,” Dieter answered quietly.

“Rudi?” Stefan asked, now laughing. “Little Rudi with his small prick?”

“Rudi Schmidt fucked Ursula,” Dieter repeated.

“You’ve done the right thing reporting this,” Stefan said smugly. “Who knew little Rudi had this in him?”

“Did I do the right thing?” Dieter asked. “We’re too young to be making babies we can’t care for. Is what we’re doing right?”

“It is for the greater good of the Party and the Fatherland,” Stefan insisted. “You are dismissed Standardträger Pfeiffer.” [Standard-bearer, an HJ rank]

“Jawohl, Scharleiter Martin,” Dieter snapped, before adding quietly, “I suppose this is best.”

Dieter turned and left the small office room where he met with Stefan. Something about Dieter’s final comment didn’t sit right with Stefan. He decided he should report the lack of enthusiasm Dieter displayed towards the program to Herr Baumann. Why would someone display a lack of enthusiasm for a program that required him to sleep with a pretty girl like Gisela Fischer? Stefan certainly wouldn’t have complained had he been assigned Gisela rather than Margrit Hansen.

Stefan reported his findings to Herr Baumann. That left the boy who impregnated Margot Kalbfleisch to identify. Stefan called Rudi in to the small office after the HJ meeting started. Stefan was direct again. “Did you have sex with Ursula Ewald during lunch break the day before we got home from Nuremberg?”

“She has a tight, sweet cunt,” Rudi boasted. “I did her. I fucked Margot too.”

Stefan looked at the immature boy and shook his head in disbelief.

“Why not?” Rudi asked. “Everyone else is fucking their heads off.”

“You are young for this,” Stefan commented.

“Not too young,” Rudi insisted. “I haven’t been a virgin in a year. I’ve fucked many girls since my first. I know all about the program. My cousin, Hedwig Braun, had her baby two years ago. She lives in Flensburg.”

Stefan dismissed the baby-faced Hitlerjugend. Who could have suspected that angelic looking little kid could have gotten two girls pregnant? Stefan reported his findings to Herr Baumann. Later that evening Margot confirmed to Frau König that indeed Rudi had seduced her. She swore he was the only boy she allowed to fuck her. When confronted, Ursula finally admitted that Rudi was the Vater for the baby she was bearing.

Most of the sixty-two youth in the Leck HJ and BDM Schars knew nothing of the inquisition they missed. The normal meetings for boys and girls went on while the interviews and interrogations continued in the background.

Herr Baumann asked Dieter to stay late when the meeting was dismissed.

“Stefan has indicated you have some doubts about guys our age making babies for the Fatherland,” Herr Baumann asked. “Is this true?”

“We are young,” Dieter replied. “Are we ready for this?”

“The Fatherland needs young people to step up,” Herr Baumann replied, staring directly into Dieter’s eyes. “Do you want to harm the Fatherland?”

“No!” Dieter snapped.

“We need more men to fight the Bolsheviks,” Herr Baumann stated. “The struggle for Aryan supremacy will take many decades to achieve. You and Gisela can serve your Fatherland now and, in the future, if you marry and raise a family. Isn’t that true?”

“Yes,” Dieter agreed with less than total enthusiasm. Herr Baumann stared hard at the boy.

“Are you using rubbers with Gisela?” Herr Baumann demanded. “Is that why she is the only girl that didn’t get pregnant on the Nuremberg trip?”

Dieter stared in shock that Herr Baumann figured out what he and Gisela were doing. “Ah ... uh...” the boy stuttered before finally acknowledging, “We did ... just a few times.”

“No rubbers!” Herr Baumann commanded. “Is that clear?”

“Jawohl, Herr Baumann,” Dieter responded immediately.

“Go make a baby,” Herr Baumann added, relaxing his threatening visage. “Make a baby. It is more fun without rubbers.” Dieter couldn’t argue with Herr Baumann about that. Fucking was much nicer without rubbers.

“Jawohl, Herr Baumann,” Dieter repeated.

Dieter headed home from the HJ/BDM meeting with Gisela. Herr Fischer was gruff but not out-right hostile when Dieter greeted him when the couple arrived home. They headed upstairs to Gisela’s bedroom to do their “duty” to the Fatherland.

Gisela was naked in her bed while Dieter was stripping off his clothing when she remarked, “Did you hear Hannahlore, Monica, Ursula and Margot all missed their periods? Apparently the six of us in the program weren’t the only ones having fun on the trip home from Nuremberg.”

“Everyone knew about Hannahlore and Paul,” Dieter replied. “I knew about Ursula too.”

“Frau König and Herr Baumann are trying to find out who fathered the children,” Gisela commented. “I heard this crazy rumor that little Rudi was one of the boys involved. That is hard to believe.”

“Believe it,” Dieter replied. “I saw Ursula and Rudi doing it in the woods at lunch break one day near the end of our trip.”

“I didn’t imagine a young guy like Rudi could get a girl pregnant.”

“He is quite capable of that, apparently,” Dieter said as he dropped his underwear to the floor and crawled in bed with Gisela.

“Apparently Monica spent every night with Hans Pieper on the trip home,” Gisela said. “I guess that shouldn’t surprise me. Hans was in the program last year with my brother, Georg, and Rolf Stenger. He’s used to sleeping with a pretty girl on the trip.”

“They do make rubbers,” Dieter commented. “I wouldn’t be sleeping around, getting a girl pregnant if I had any choice in the matter.”

“And you are rebellious enough to try not to get me pregnant, even though our leaders are encouraging you to do it,” Gisela added.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” Dieter replied. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Gisela responded. The two embraced and got started deep kissing and making out. Foreplay lasted a while. The pair weren’t worried about interruptions or getting caught, so they could enjoy themselves.

Gisela had climaxed once by the time she coaxed Dieter into inserting his big dick into her pussy. Practice did improve performance and stamina for the inexperienced guy. Dieter managed to bring Gisela to climax while they fucked, but also managed not to come in his girl. Dieter pulled out just before his dick spat come all over Gisela’s belly. He flopped onto his back beside his lover, panting and overcome by his climax.

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Note, this is technically a Star Wars fan-fic but to avoid any legal issues all characters are unnamed or their true identities are left vague and unclear. It can be considered a prequel of sorts to Return of the Jedi. Unbecoming A Princess I was torn up inside. The love of my life had been taken from me by the most villainous crime lord in the galaxy. My friends and I were plotting a way to break into the 'palace' and rescue him. My friend, a holy knight of a long-dead...

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Homecoming Ch 08

Homecoming Ch. 08 Edited by Frinkles© 2007 This chapter was edited to correct a date discrepancy/error that was driving me crazy — no more, no less. Everything else in the story is exactly the same. Alright, alright…UNCLE! For those of you who are disappointed in Daniel’s actions, believe me so am I. The guy is human. He’s a bit of an idiot at times. He’s letting his little head do the thinking rather than the ‘big’ head. He knows he screwed up which is why he’s in the dang farmhouse praying...

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Homecoming week pt 2

The rest of the week was pretty frustrating as Megan’s and Christie took every chance they could to tease me around school. I managed to survive the week of football practice with Christie and the squad practicing around in short shorts and sports bras. Christie was a huge tease as she would often talk dirty to me during our nightly calls and even email some naughty photos. She told me not to jack off all week because she wanted me to save it for Homecoming. Through it all, I received good...

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Homecoming

HOMECOMING Even though it was November, it felt like spring in Tucson. Raised in the cold Midwest, Kelly felt there was something fundamentally wrong with a Homecoming game that lacked the crisp bite of impending winter, but who was she to complain? If she had been in the Midwest, she wouldn't have been able to wear a short jean skirt and flat summer sandals to go with her jersey and U of A earrings. She could not deny that the loved how cute the outfit made her feel. When her two...

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Homecoming With Kelly

It was early in October of 1977. Kelly and I were high school seniors. Our school celebrated homecoming for an entire week. Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday after school we had crazy contests like tricycle races and stuffing a Volkswagen (for which the puny little freshmen had a built-in advantage). Thursday evening was the parade through downtown followed by a big bonfire at a farm just a mile away from the high school.Kelly looked great that night, as always. She was wearing a pair of short,...

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Homecoming The Worst Week of My Life

Introduction: I fuck with my new boy toy during Homecoming week.. I last left you with telling you how I had found a way to control my jealousy. While at the same time, get some attention, especially when I went along with John when he was making personal appearances somewhere. If you need to know, more read my last story Becoming the Slut. I also told you about Adam the nerdy boy I had befriended at college. I had more or less seduced him at our apartment after school. I enjoyed it even more...

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Homecoming

Best friends Lexie and Samantha, (better known as Sam) were really excited that it was working out perfectly to double date to their prom. Both juniors and best friends since third grade, Sam was dating Josh, a football player, who had recently introduced his buddy Zack to Lexie. They hit it off and all agreed to attend the Homecoming Dance together. The girls were both cheerleaders and so very excited about the Friday night game as well as Saturday's dance. The boys, both seniors playing their...

Spanking
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Homecoming

Homecoming A small Forward: I know some people are looking forward to more stories with images, I'm sorry that I didn't deliver such a thing. I still may in the future, but right now I'm focusing on a different story that involves elements not typically explored in trans-fiction. The next one will most definitely be illustrated, this one...I originally wanted to, but then I felt the writing spoke for itself enough. If I'm wrong, tell me, and if any one's interested in doing some...

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Homecoming Sex BEST EVER

Here's a story written in first person from a 16 year old me. :) After reading these stories often I finally have built up the courage to write about the craziest, best night of my life. I’m 16 years old, about 5’3” and a little on the thick side but in an athletic way. I have 34 DD tits and a round juicy ass that boys have always loved. At school I usually wear short skirts and low cut shirts that show off my boobs and legs which gets everyone looking. The story that I’m writing about was my...

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Homecoming

Carl McHenry looked up from the textbook spread out on his dorm room desk and out the window at the now dark sky. He had been trying to understand the last economics problem in the review for the last hour and still couldn't get it. Maybe he was just overtired, he told himself. After all, he had been studying non-stop for the last nine hours. Attending the University on a scholarship, Carl needed to maintain at least a B average. It was because he was having problems in a few of his classes...

2 years ago
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IncomingChapter 15

Things started with a bang, or, actually a crash. Carol and Stella were cuddled together on one couch, Christine and JJ on another, and Lane was in the kitchen fetching a new bottle of wine. Doug had rolled over to one of the side walls, investigating a painting that seemed to show a civil-war era battle. ‘INCOMING!’ None of them was prepared when one of the huge, floor to ceiling, supposedly unbreakable widows shattered into a million pieces of safety glass. The accompanying explosion was...

2 years ago
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Homecoming the Epilogue

It’s been nearly four years since Michelle’s ‘homecoming’, her long Caribbean cruise with Brett. I’ve had a lot of people asking about Michelle’s ‘first time’ with Brett, after her month-long forced abstinence. I haven’t told about it because, well – just because I haven’t. I got involved in other stories, Matt and Adriana, Robert and Karen, and a few little tidbits.I probably wouldn’t be now, except for that e-mail from Alec, Michelle’s first extra-curricular lover, in Kodiak while I was in...

Wife Lovers
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Homecoming 1 Provincial Beginnings

“You never told me you were rich, love” Conor said in his Irish accent, in awe of the beautiful mansion in front of them. The walls were newly painted white, the windows were still the old kind, the ones that open outwards and made of wood—neatly varnished mahogany wood. The ground floor was made of stone, too keep its foundation strong and in front of the house was a fountain of intricate design, dolphins, cherubs, and pots circled the base, squirting water into its small pool as water...

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Homecoming Chapter 4

“What Have You Done?” Mrs. Benson stood on my front porch with a look of contempt that I have never seen before. She looked at me like I was a murderer and I couldn’t think of a single thing to say. “Mr. Snead, what is going on?” she asked, her voice dripping disdain. “I saw Mrs. Swanson go into your room after our team meeting and then I saw you run out to your truck with someone wrapped up in a tarp.” I stuttered and lied by saying that I had been working a sculpture and I moved it...

2 years ago
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Homecoming The Worst Week of My Life

I also told you about Adam the nerdy boy I had befriended at college. I had more or less seduced him at our apartment after school. I enjoyed it even more when I found out that Adam was a virgin. I told him I would show him the wonders of sex as long as we kept it our little secret. It was Homecoming week at our college when I started Adam’s lessons. I had only given him one little lesson on how to hold and kiss a woman. Adam was a fast learner; I had enjoyed myself with him that first...

3 years ago
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Homecoming Ch 06

This chapter was edited to correct a date discrepancy/error that was driving me crazy — no more, no less. Everything else in the story is exactly the same. Cheers again to Techsan and the wonderful editing job on this piece. I seem to be making the same editing mistakes over and over again. Hopefully, Techsan will train all of this out of me. Also, thank all of you who have read this story and made comments. It really helps me keep on track. Please continue to leave comments — good and bad....

3 years ago
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Homecoming Present

I don’t know how Jen and I ended up in my living room naked and giggling. I asked her to come over and help me prepare a meal for Pete’s return after being out of town for such a long time. I wanted to prepare something special for him, but my culinary knowledge only reached the easy-to-make varieties.  I should’ve known from the wet, open mouth kiss I received from Jen as soon as I opened the door and the way she slid her talented fingers into my panty and quickly finger fucked my luscious...

3 years ago
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Homecoming

She nibbled her lip, nervous, wondering yet again if she had made the right decision. She checked the mirror one last time to be sure she looked okay. Her green eyes stood out against the black eyeliner and double coat of mascara she had painstakingly applied. Her lips were coated with a burgundy stain covered with a shimmering gloss. She had spent a lot of time working on her hair to give it that "effortless" look. Softly hanging to her shoulders, a deep brown with streaks of blonde added here...

Straight Sex
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Homecoming Ch 1

I expected to hear from Michelle right away, maybe even as soon as Monday night, to let me know about her coming home plans. She’d implied that she could be home this coming Friday and I haven’t been so anxious about anything in my life before!Tuesday morning, I was in my office looking at a house plan, going over it so that our office manager could issue the building permit when my office phone rang. I answered it as I always do, “Building Codes, this is Bob, may I help you?”“Hi,” was the...

Wife Lovers
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Homecoming from the Sandbox

Hello there, my name is Brian and I just got back from a 10 month deployment overseas. 10 months is a long time to go without seeing any friends or family let me tell you. It is also a long time to go without fucking. Due to the rules of our deployment zone, there was absolutely no sex allowed. That and the lack of available women made sure that everyone slept alone at night. Of course I am no wuss so I used Skype and phone sex as often as I could. Phone sex, Skype, and even porn were not...

Group Sex
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Homecoming Present

I don't know how Jen and I ended up in my living room naked and giggling. I asked her to come over and help me prepare a meal for Pete’s return after being out of town for such a long time. I wanted to prepare something special for him, but my culinary knowledge only reached the easy-to-make varieties.  I should’ve known from the wet, open mouth kiss I received from Jen as soon as I opened the door and the way she slid her talented fingers into my panty and quickly finger fucked my luscious...

Group Sex
3 years ago
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Homecoming week pt 3

Coming back to my senses, I watch Christie's firm as sway into my private bathroom with big shower. I hear the shower kick on and see her step in. Surprisingly, my sexual appetite wasn’t satiated by my first fuck. In fact watching her perfect ass and slightly tanned, sweaty body enter the shower, I was harder than ever. Almost as a man possessed, I crept into the bathroom and entered the shower. She was still in her post orgasmic haze as she didn’t hear me come in. My 9 inch cock gently...

3 years ago
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Homecoming Donations

Margaret handed a small paper bag to Brandon and Shelly. “Put anything valuable or that you might lose in here, keys, id, cellphone. And don’t worry, we’re going to return them later. You both have to unlock your cells though. We need to be sure to let your friends know where to find you.” Shelly looked at Brandon, wondering if she should hesitate or hold back anything. He just looked back and shrugged. They were outnumbered. So they both just did as they had been told. “Now what?” Shelly...

3 years ago
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IncomingChapter 6

INCOMING! He was about ten feet from the van when he saw movement to his right and to his left. Two men, one appearing from around the front of the van and one from around the rear, turned to facing him. They had been strolling calmly, to appear non-threatening, but they sped up and headed right toward him once they saw he spotted them. Instincts and years of training had him reaching for his pistol. The glint of a blade in the hands of one of the men took on a strange gleam, as the world...

3 years ago
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IncomingChapter 8

They were only about a third of the way through the boxes; it was taking longer than it should as they found themselves discussing the pros and cons of each pistol as it was unboxed. Carol was strictly into the autoloaders, and greatly admired his collection of 1911s and Browning Hi Powers. Doug also had a half dozen revolvers, running the gamut from an original cap and ball .44 Russian conversion to a matching set of Taurus snub-nosed .357 magnums. There were amiably arguing the merits of...

4 years ago
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Welcoming a new member

Like most couples, we have always used fantasies as part of our foreplay ritual. Some of our thoughts and dreams leading to some really intense sex. However as a couple we had never built up the courage to fulfill any of our fantasies. Our most regular fantasy consisted of the two of us with another couple, Sal my wife ending up in bed with the other woman while I watched, and finally getting to fuck her after she had orgasmed with the woman and the other man had cum inside her. The thoughts of...

2 years ago
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Welcoming Janet to the the Club

John slowly walked toward the study; I could see his hands rubbing at his thighs as he neared the door. He does that when he is upset or pissed about something. John turned toward Gina and I just before he opened the door, he gave us both a little wink before he entered. I watched as John knocked at the door and slowly opened it. However he closed it again and stood outside the door so I figured his aunt was busy or something. Gina was walking me into the main room where we mingled with...

3 years ago
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Welcoming Janet to the the Club

Introduction: Chapter 28 Fun at the party as I go to my first swing party where I am the guest of honor I last left you at a party that Johns aunt DeRonda was throwing. Johns aunt was waiting for him in the study as he had some explaining to do to her. Mostly about what happened after the game Saturday, he had told a rather large group of people outside the locker room that he was not going to play football any more. John had gotten upset with the crowd because someone had pushed me to the...

2 years ago
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Overcoming a Fear of Heights

Angelica and I were both in Atlanta for our jobs, and when I found out she was there I asked her if she wanted to join me for drinks that evening. Angelica and I had unexpectedly hooked up a few weeks ago at her place and I hadn’t see her since then, so I thought it’d be great to get together. That day at her house was incredibly hot, so I wanted to see her again for sure.We went for drinks downtown and had a great time talking. She made me laugh, and we had a lot more in common than I...

Quickie Sex
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Overcoming Aversion

Robert's wife hates cum. She is highly sexed and adores to play and suck and fuck his cock all hours and all places. She is also particularly good at blow jobs - no one, but no one, sucks cock as thrillingly as her. The only problem is, she detests the taste and texture of cum so never, ever - no exceptions - takes it all the way by mouth or hand. When she senses he's about to come, she sits astride him or drags him between her legs and takes his explosion inside her pussy. It is highly...

4 years ago
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Overcoming ObstaclesChapter 2 A Businessman Kidnapped

September 21, 1989-09 Howie Markels walked back and forth in front of the hotel cooling off after his morning jog. He’d only done about four miles, but that was more to get loosened up for the day, than a real workout. That had been eight laps around the block on which the hotel was located. Only a few people had been out and about, although it was still more than one might have expected for right after sunrise. Still, bakers, coffee shops, and other businesses that catered to the early...

2 years ago
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Overcoming ObstaclesChapter 3 A Day In The Life Of A Captive

September 25, 1989 Howie stumbled along trying to work out the date. He knew he had been taken on the twenty-first and had spent that day in the van. That night, the hood had been replaced by a blindfold. They had held a flashlight right up to his eyes when making the change from hood to blindfold. He hadn’t been able to see his captors. The next day would have been the twenty-second. He had spent a miserable day walking, getting pushed along, tripping, falling, and getting pulled back to...

3 years ago
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Overcoming ObstaclesChapter 4 Rescue

September 26, 1989 John Long Badger had been sleeping about as well as a man suffering from a very bad case of gas could sleep ... which was to say, not very well. He bolted upright when he heard the first gunshot. He was frantically looking around the shack to see what was happening when all hell broke loose outside. The gunshots were coming so fast and furious that it wasn’t possible to count. He wasn’t the only one looking around with terror. “That new guy is gone.” “There are two...

1 year ago
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Overcoming the BitchChapter 2 More Than Meets The Eye

The next day things seemed a bit better in the office. It wasn't as if some dramatic changes occurred suddenly and the office was this bright, cheerful place, but Beth was clearly making an effort to control herself. When I saw her in the morning she smiled and said hello to me and when she saw other people that we worked with she said hello in a way that seemed less forced and maybe even without the hostility that she seemed to be carrying around before our talk. I actually saw her talking...

3 years ago
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Overcoming the BitchChapter 3 Coming to a head

I lay awake that night staring at the ceiling trying to sort out my feelings about Beth and what I should do. If her father was correct, she had feelings for me other than friendship and if I was honest with myself I knew that I felt more for her that just being friends as well. Let's face it: She's beautiful and now that I got to know her she was fun to be with and we had a lot of common interests. I knew that I had to do something because I had started thinking about her all the time....

4 years ago
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Overcoming the BitchChapter 4 Exploring the possibilities

Beth and I left the office quickly. We were both anxious to get away from the smirking faces, whispers and giggles that were going around our department. We walked side by side through the halls and waited for an elevator in silence. We gave each other nervous glances and small smiles of anticipation until we heard the ding of the elevator announcing its arrival on our floor. We walked in and quickly pressed the button to go down to the garage level where we could get into our cars. As the...

4 years ago
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Overcoming the BitchChapter 5 Reality Sets In

In the months that followed that first date, things were great between Beth and me. We had fun whenever we were together and more importantly, we learned to love the quirky little things about each other that make you who you are. For me to love Beth I had to not only love the smart and beautiful woman that I thought she was at the beginning, but I also had to embrace the fact that, yes, sometimes she was a bitch. I have to admit that there are times when her bitchiness did grate on me and I...

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Homecoming 2 Dreams are Made of3

Carlota almost choked on her tea when she heard the question. Having child had always plagued her mind but she wasn’t so sure she was ready, Conor always kept saying he was but stayed supportive to her when she said she wasn’t, but she could also feel his frustration of being married for two years now and still have no child to love and cherish. Carlota took a deep breath, “We’re still in the planning stage, mama, I don’t want to go and head in first without making sure we can fully support the...

3 years ago
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Homecoming Chapters 12

My name is Gus Snead, you may have heard of me recently in the news. I am the man whose name has been sullied about by ignorance and hatemongers who do not understand the nature of who and what I am. I am 34 years old, live in Illinois (let’s just say Chicago for sake of simplicity); I was a former teacher who has changed the entire state of a school. I have been chased out of the district by fools who do not understand my desire to mark my territory (like I said ignorance and hatemongering)...

4 years ago
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Homecoming Chapter 3

“Why Can’t I” The urge to mate and to expand my territory had subsided after my second session with Carolyn. I also noticed that it was quickly reaching the end of the school day and that I could not stay here overnight, not if I wanted to continue my plan. I was able to focus and gain enough composure to get tell Carolyn to drive to my apartment. I think she was able to read my mind because she started to regain some of her poise as well, I believe she understood what was at stake and...

1 year ago
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Homecoming

The early morning summer rain washed away my tears as I sat naked in a lotus position on top of a cliff overlooking Eros Valley a few hundred meters below. I allowed myself to feel sorry for myself. Two years ago, on Christmas Day my ex-husband left with his affair of three years, never to return. After the divorce I threw myself into yoga practice and even went on an eighteen month retreat at an ashram in India. I found peace through meditation and yoga, but not Enlightenment.In all this time...

Swingers
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Homecoming part 3 4

1. this was originally a set of emails sent to a friend serving in iraq. 2. place yourself in the character danny's place as you read all of it. as we sit on the couch watching tv, my head laying under your chin, you have one hand wrapped around me, cupping a tit. the other is stroking my hair. we're at peace, resting from the fun of the day and its after 11. we watch the news and while its on, i let my hand slide slowly down your chest, feeling every ripple and knowing im so...

2 years ago
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Homecoming surprise

All day and throughout his journey home he'd been looking forward to this moment. It wasn't often he was able to surprise his wife but having tied up the final paperwork on the new contact earlier than expected, he'd decided to make the journey home today instead of leaving it til his usual Friday. Besides, he'd long grown tired of living in hotel rooms and it would be fun to surprise his wife. Yet for some strange reason, five minutes ago when he'd switched off the cars engine, he...

3 years ago
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Homecoming Ch 10

Props to Techsan for the editing job. Techsan, I am in awe of your patience and skills. Once again, I have to say that although Lt. Col. Vandervoort and his shattered ankle are entirely real, Daniel is pure fiction. For those of you who have stuck by this story, I thank you profusely for reading it and voting. For those of you just discovering this story, I’d ask you to read all the chapters and vote, vote, vote. Thanks again one and all. Chapter 10 Ste-Mere-Eglise, France, June 6, 1944 ...

4 years ago
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Homecoming Ch 09

Once again, I want to thank Techsan for his patience and editing skills. Thanks one and all for keeping up with the story…and voting. Now the disclaimer: Although Lt. Col. Benjamin Vandervoort is a real live person in history, this story is pure fiction and only borrows the name for accuracy of the historical facts surrounding the fictional story…and for dramatic effect. Hope you enjoy. And vote…vote…vote! Chapter 9 Ste-Mere-Eglise, France, June 6, 1944 The twenty-seven year-old Lt. Col....

4 years ago
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Homecoming Ch 02

Chapter 2: Tomorrow’s Path I will never for the life of me understand the simple pleasure a woman finds in shopping. Or the seemingly unnecessary consideration of such trivial things as price or practicality. That morning, we went shopping with Mary’s credit card, and aside from valiantly attempting to hide my shock at the prices she paid, I was fairly preoccupied with the knowledge that I now knew what a Ken doll felt like. I was dressed, undressed and redressed so quickly that I barely had...

1 year ago
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Homecoming Ch 07

Again, I want to give a shout out to Techsan for the exemplary editing job. Thanks one and all for all of the great comments, and, thanks for reading my story. Readers, please keep up with the comments. They encourage me to get on with the next chapter. They also let me know if I’m going in the right direction. That’s not to say that I am going to give everyone what they want — LOL! But hopefully I can give you a little of what you need…as promised. Cheers and thanks again. Chapter 7 Thanks...

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Homecoming meal

Jenny stood at the station waiting for the train, her life had felt so empty these last three weeks spending each night alone and then she heard the train pull into the station. As the passengers disembarked she eagerly searched the throng of people looking for Cassie and there at the back was her beloved Cassie and her heart skipped a beat. Cassie was wearing the dress that Jenny loved, a short flowery summer dress she had bought her when they first met four months ago. She herself was wearing...

2 years ago
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Homecoming surprise

Introduction: He expected to surprise his wife. It did not go quite as planned It was dark outside as he headed up the garden path. Alex climbed the few steps which lead onto the patio and made his way across towards window where what little light there was, filtered through from the lounge to leave its dulled glow on the wet patio paving. All day and throughout his journey home hed been looking forward to this moment. It wasnt often he was able to surprise his wife but having tied up the...

3 years ago
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Homecoming Meal Ch2

Cassie and Jenny almost ran home, both of them still highly aroused after their steamy encounter in the restaurant. ‘I can’t believe you gave that waitress your phone number, suppose she phones?’ Cassie remarked as they neared their house. ‘Did you see how turned on we made her, I bet she will finish work, go home and finger herself thinking about us.’ Jenny replied, adding ‘Besides if she did join us it would be fun!’ and with that she turned down the path that lead to the front door. As soon...

3 years ago
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Homecoming

The lit windows looked golden and inviting as my rig rumbled toward the little house at the end of the street. The place wasn’t much to look at and the neighborhood had seen better days. But fresh paint and flower boxes dripping with blue pansies made it feel cheerful and homey. Colleen’s eyes flitted anxiously over my shoulder when she opened the door. “I told you never to come here without calling first,” she hissed. She stepped past me to peer east and west. “My husband is due back any...

3 years ago
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Homecoming

2005 It was a hot, gritty night. The kind you experience only on the high desert. The long, flat highway rolled-out ahead as would a path through a mountain meadow. Except that here the peaks were rising towers of mist, the valley, sand, wind-blown off the desert floor across which the blue/gray Navy hearse was forced to crawl at snail-speed. A cloud enshrouded full moon did little to help either, unless you’re one of those strange souls for whom the spooky factor gets high marks. Under normal...

2 years ago
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Homecoming from the Sandbox

Hello there, my name is Brian and I just got back from a 10 month deployment overseas. 10 months is a long time to go without seeing any friends or family let me tell you. It is also a long time to go without fucking. Due to the rules of our deployment zone, there was absolutely no sex allowed. That and the lack of available women made sure that everyone slept alone at night. Of course I am no wuss so I used Skype and phone sex as often as I could. Phone sex, Skype, and even porn were not...

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