Perchance To Dream Pt 4
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Helen showed us to our room and we went right to bed. We were exhausted and we were a long way from being sober. But before we went to sleep we had to begin feeling each other out on the changes these charming people are proposing that we make in our lives.
I put my arm around her sexy body and held her tight against me as we lay there in the dark and I told her yet again how much I love her. Then I said, "I saw your face when they described EPOD to you. But I want to hear you say the words. I'm really surprised that you're interested in that sort of lifestyle. After what you've been through I can't imagine that the idea of providing men with sex on demand appeals to you."
She laughed quietly and admitted, "I'm more than a little surprised myself. Maybe it's because of who these people are. Aren't they something?!"
I chuckled at the way she said it. But I found myself in total agreement on that point.
She added, "It wouldn't be like they were using me. You saw those women. They love being in EPOD. And you saw the men. They treat the women with love and respect. It really is like one big family. We aren't even a part of it yet and already I feel like one of them. They're all so giving. Except for the time I've spent with you I've never been around people like that before. I had a wonderful time tonight."
She placed her hand over mine. My hand was resting comfortably on one of her perfect breasts. She squeezed it gently and said, "But the important opinion isn't mine. It's yours."
I gently bit her shoulder to get her attention and then responded, "Don't you ever say that again! Your opinion is always going to be my primary concern. You are my total equal in this relationship and don't you fucking forget it!"
She quickly replied, "Yes, sir! Whatever you say, sir!"
I nipped at her ear lobe and growled, "Sarcastic bitch!"
Then I admitted, "I'm embarrassed to say that I'm intrigued. I've read of men who enjoy watching their wives and girlfriends having sex with other men. I didn't think I was one of them. Not because I'm the jealous type. I'm not. It was just never one of my fantasies.
"I have to admit, though, the idea of living the strange lifestyle they described with those charming people is something I find peculiarly attractive. I find myself wanting to at least give it a chance. But only if it's something you would like to try and only if you want to try it for the right reasons. I wouldn't want you to do something like that because you thought you were doing it to please me."
We were both quiet for a few minutes until Andrea said, "Let's wait until you hear Mo's offer. If you like his offer and you're still interested we can decide then."
I had some strange and erotic dreams that night. But they're hard to describe. They weren't very focused. They were more like photographs flashing through my mind than like my normal dreams. And while they were vaguely erotic, they were troubling, too.
I awoke in the morning to find Andrea lying beside me, watching me sleep. She smiled when I opened my eyes. Then she moved into my arms and we kissed. She rested her head on my shoulder and began to kiss my nipple and tease it absently with the tip of her finger.
No one has ever done that for me before her. Until I met her I never realized that area was an erogenous zone for a male. My nipples aren't as sensitive as hers. But when we lay together like this and she teases my nipple like that it's always mildly erotic.
I asked, "Have you been awake long?"
"No. Just a few minutes."
"Now that you're sober and the sun is up, what are your thoughts on EPOD?"
She hesitated. It sounded like it embarrassed her to admit, "I'm still intrigued. But I'm scared, too. It would kill me if it came between us."
"I should probably be more worried about that than you. I'm a much more traditional person than you. My background has certainly not led up to a life such as the one they described for us last night. Somehow, though, after meeting those people and seeing them together I'm not as worried as I might otherwise have been. And if it turns out that we aren't cut out for that life, we can always move back out to the lake after you graduate ... or anywhere else you'd like to go."
"You really don't think it would bother you to see me with another man?"
"I haven't had time to give it a lot of thought, of course. But I've thought about it since they described what their lives are like last night. I've come to the conclusion that it wouldn't bother me, as long as you were enjoying it.
"I was a bit surprised when I realized it. But I honestly feel that way. I don't feel threatened by these people. I think that has a lot to do with it. What about you? How would you react to seeing me with another woman?"
She laughed quietly and said, "I saw a lot of that in my dreams last night. But you have to realize that because of the way I grew up I've always been more able to separate love and sex than are most women. I've learned that it's fantastic when love and sex come together. But I'm able to imagine you with the women we met last night and be happy for you. To be honest, it kind of turns me on.
"The test will come when I actually see it happening and see how excited you become when you're with another woman. But I honestly think that I love you so much, and trust you so much, that it won't bother me. You're the most honorable person I've ever met. How could I not trust you?!"
I kissed her on her cute little nose and said, "Well put."
We got up and took a quick shower. We had to wear the same clothing we wore yesterday. We didn't bring a change of clothes. We weren't planning on spending the night in town when we left our house yesterday. We went downstairs to find Helen and Mouse waiting for us.
Helen apologized for not having coffee ready. But she said that Jan called a few minutes earlier. She has coffee ready and freshly baked bagels were just delivered. So we walked the block and a half to Jan's house. We were accompanied by Mouse and her housekeeper, Kat.
I almost made some kind of a lame cat and mouse joke. But I managed to restrain myself. I have to assume they'd be tired of those by now.
We had a chance to get a better look at the homes in the area. They're all beautifully designed and landscaped and they're all huge. My company has prospered over the years and as a result I've reached a point in my life that I can afford a home like this. But until we saw the inside of one for the first time last night I never had a desire for one.
I noticed the way Andrea looked at them, though. And I saw how hard she's trying not to let me see how much she likes them. With Andrea attending college here we'll have to move into town. If Mo and I come to an agreement about selling my company I suppose we could happily live near our new friends. It would certainly be convenient. This small, exclusive little subdivision is located half way between J.A.M. and town.
We were walking up Jan's sidewalk when Helen said, "I just thought of something. We probably should have warned you."
But before she could actually warn us, Mouse, with a mischievous grin on her face, said, "No don't. Let's not warn them. Let's see how they react."
Helen smiled at her and said, "You do have a cruel streak in you, you little devil."
Mouse rang the doorbell. The door was answered by a beautiful, smiling, naked young woman. We were introduced to Jan's housekeeper, Dani. I had to smile. I'll admit it was a shock. But it was certainly a pleasant one.
I glanced at Andrea as we were being introduced. Andrea smiled and said, "Good morning." Then she added, "My! You certainly are beautiful."
Dani smiled modestly and said, "Thank you."
She obviously thought nothing of being nude in front of us.
Then she said, "Good morning, Helen, Mouse. Everyone's out on the deck. The bagels are almost ready. Go on out and have some coffee."
As we walked through the house, Kat went into the kitchen to help Dani, peeling her clothes off as she went. We went out onto the deck where Jan and Chaz and three other beautiful women I don't know were all sitting around drinking coffee, in the nude!
As we were introduced to Madison, Carol and Midge, Helen and Mouse began to undress casually. Everyone was smiling and watching us for our reactions. I'm not sure what they expected. I'm the only man here, surrounded by seven beautiful, sexy, naked women, with two more on the way out. Hell! I'm in heaven!
If they were looking to find shock on my face they were looking for my reaction on the wrong part of my body. They were going to have to look a couple of feet lower to see my honest reaction.
Jan seemed to relax a little when she saw that we weren't going to run screaming from her backyard. She said, "Sorry. I can see by your faces that my crazy friend Helen didn't warn you. This is pretty much what we wear around here. I hope you don't mind."
I laughed and exclaimed, "You're kidding, right?!"
Andrea began to undress. Jan said, "You don't have to, sweetheart. This is natural for us. We wouldn't dream of forcing our peculiar lifestyle on you."
Then she smiled and added, "At least not until you're little older."
Andrea smiled back and said, "I am a little older. After all, which of us has worked in a strip club?"
Andrea and I were both a little surprised when several hands went up. Mouse's hand was one of them. She grinned and added, "Well, we don't actually work there. We just drop by every now and then to put on a show for the men."
I shook my head and said, "You people certainly are full of surprises. I can't wait to hear about that!"
Once Andrea was naked I was the only one who was still wearing clothes. I felt a bit overdressed. But I was also the only one with an erection and I didn't think it was appropriate to have it waving around in front of all of these lovely ladies.
Before I could take a seat, though, Chaz and Madison surrounded me and began to take my clothes off, totally ignoring my mild protests.
While they were undressing me, Chaz said, "You never have to feel self conscious around us. And if you're embarrassed about having a hard on, don't be. I promise you we'd be a lot more concerned if you didn't."
Then she wrapped her fingers around my hard cock and said, "There must be someone here that can do something about this. It looks awfully uncomfortable."
Everyone, including Andrea, watched in amusement as she bent down and swallowed my cock whole! I mean she took my slightly above average sized cock straight down her throat! The most beautiful woman I have ever met had my entire cock in her mouth and throat!!
Just then, Dani and Kat came out with the bagels and a fresh pot of coffee. The two housekeepers sat down and were immediately a part of the group. I was more impressed than I can say that they weren't treated like help. The two young housekeepers are obviously a welcome part of the family. I like that about these people. I like that a lot.
Chaz paused long enough to push me down into my seat and then, with Madison's assistance, she gave me an expert blowjob, right there in front of my fiancée and eight other women who acted as if this happens all the time. But then, I suppose it does happen all the time around here.
Andrea got up and squatted down beside me. She watched Chaz take my cock down her throat in amazement.
I didn't last long. Even though I was more than a little self conscious about doing this in front of everyone I was surrounded by beautiful naked women who are all taking this in their stride and Chaz turned out to be very, very good at what she was doing. I doubt if I lasted five minutes. I know I didn't.
As soon as I climaxed Chaz straightened up and said, "He's one of the good ones."
I looked at her curiously. She smiled and said, "Your cum tastes good. Some of the guys have very bitter tasting cum. You're going to be popular with this group of ladies."
Andrea still had that look of amazement on her face. She asked Chaz, "Can you teach me how to do that? I've heard of it. But I thought it was just an urban legend. I didn't think a girl could actually do that!"
Chaz smiled and said, "We'll be happy to teach you that little trick. Don't let on to the guys. But it's actually kind of easy once you learn how it's done. We keep that a secret, though. We want them to think we're really sacrificing ourselves for them."
We all sat around after that vulgar display of blatant sexual abuse to which I had been forced to submit. We drank coffee and ate freshly baked bagels delivered by Brad's chauffer when he came to pick Brad up. Andrea and I learned a lot more about J.A.M. and about EPOD. And everything we learned we liked.
We also learned that Jan is nominally in charge of EPOD. It's an unofficial title. She's tasked with making certain that no one mistreats the women and that if the women have any problems or concerns they are addressed. She is also the focal point of the social scene for the girls in EPOD and the executives at J.A.M. She isn't certain how that came about. It just sort of evolved over time.
Her other unofficial job is working with the employees in the plant to improve working conditions and morale. Since she assumed that mantle the productivity in the plant has skyrocketed. J.A.M. employees are the highest paid in the industry and they have the best benefits. And yet the margin of profit at that small company far exceeds any other similar plant in the country.
And things have been getting even better since Mouse's husband Gregg was hired. I now learn that he's an engineering genius. I heard someone say that last night. But I assumed it was just hyperbole. It isn't.
After we ate, Jan and Chaz took Andrea on a tour of the house. They were only gone for a few minutes before Madison and Carol pulled me to my feet and said, "Come with us."
I let them lead me inside. At the foot of the wide staircase, Madison put her finger to her lips and whispered, "Shhh, don't say anything."
Carol led the way up the stairs. I tried to be polite. But I couldn't help staring at her beautiful ass. Madison chuckled and whispered, "She's such a slut!"
But she said it with such affection in her voice.
We walked quietly down the wide hallway. The carpet is so plush I felt like I was sinking in up to my ankles. We stopped outside of a wide open bedroom door. Madison reminded me to be quiet and she and Carol led me into the room.
Jan and Brad's master bedroom is as large as the living room in my cabin at the lake! The massive bed was occupied. Andrea was blindfolded and tied by her wrists and ankles to all four corners. But she was obviously not in any distress!
Jan and Chaz ignored us. They were concentrating on Andrea. They were kissing her and exploring her body with their fingers and their lips and their tongues.
It was definitely having the desired effect. Andrea was squirming around, moaning and swearing under her breath. I felt a little guilty, as if I were spying. I wasn't sure I should be watching this. And yet I couldn't look away. It's the most erotic sight I've ever seen.
I stood there staring at the three naked women on the bed and I had an instant erection. Carol and Madison watched with me for a moment. Then Carol knelt in front of me and began to suck my cock. She did it differently than Chaz. She didn't take it into her throat. Well, she did, a couple of times. But for the most part it was a slow, sensual blowjob using her lips and tongue. I got the impression that she was trying to prolong it for as long as possible. I was afraid that wouldn't be very long.
Madison didn't make things any easier when she knelt behind me and began to work her tongue into me from behind. I had to bite my lip to remain silent. I doubt if Andrea would have heard me over her own blissful moans. But for some reason it seemed important that I remain silent.
Even though I had an orgasm less than an hour ago with Chaz down on the patio, this was just too much stimulation to resist. I fear that I'm going to get a bad reputation if I continue to reach orgasm so quickly. But they're going to have to understand. I've never had two women doing what they're doing to me. In only three or four minutes I flooded Carol's mouth with cum.
She moaned softly and swallowed eagerly. But she and Madison both continued what they were doing and I watched in awe as Andrea enjoyed one incredible screaming orgasm after another for the next ... I have no idea how long. Time had no meaning anymore.
There finally came a time when Andrea began to plead with them to stop. She couldn't take it any longer. The two women moved up beside her and took turns kissing her lips for a moment while softly caressing her breasts. Then all four women rose to their feet and silently left the room, leaving Andrea and me alone.
I went over and stared down at her perfect young body for a moment. Then I climbed up onto that massive bed and moved between her legs. Since I'm the only male in the house she has to know it's me. But I think that the blindfold, the bindings, and just the slight possibility that it's a complete stranger who is about to take her on that bed drove her to new heights.
When I began to slide my cock into her she screamed and tugged violently at the ropes holding her. But it was evident that she loves being restrained this way and has no desire to be released. As soon as my cock was buried to the hilt in her tight little pussy she started begging me to fuck her.
My first wife and I experimented with bondage for several years and quickly learned how pleasurable loving bondage can be. But I don't think she ever reacted as strongly as Andrea.
Andrea and I have spent a lot of time making love since I accepted the fact that we were meant for each other. But I don't believe ... no, I know for a fact that I've never seen her like this. This is a whole new level of eroticism, for both of us.
I didn't hold myself off of her like I normally do when we make love. I rested on her sexy body and wrapped my arms around her. I fucked her violently. I raped her. I went a little bit crazy. And she enjoyed one screaming orgasm after another while I slammed my cock into her more violently than I ever have before.
When it was finally over we kissed and licked each other's faces like animals and mumbled nearly incoherently. I suddenly had the strangest feeling. It's as if this entire morning has been a single sex act. It all led up to this exciting climax.
I finally rolled off of Andrea and removed the leather cuffs that held her arms and legs in place. I carefully removed the blindfold and we lay together for a moment, looking into each other's eyes and smiling like idiots.
I finally said, "I think I'm going to like working for J.A.M."
She laughed and said, "And I think I'm going to love EPOD! Oh god! Dean! Did you see them? Did you see what they did?"
She shivered violently and said, "I hope you aren't upset. But fuck me! I loved that!"
I chuckled and said, "I love it when you turn into a horny cunt!"
She laughed again and said, "Me too!"
We got out of bed at last. It was a struggle. We went into the huge master bath. Someone had put out a couple of clean bath towels. We assumed they were for us. We took a quick, invigorating shower and then went back downstairs.
I was still a little self conscious about being the only naked man in the area. But the women made it all seem so natural and normal that I was soon comfortable.
When we were seated at that large patio table under the awning with the rest of them, Jan asked, "Any regrets?"
Andrea and I smiled and I said, "Yeah. I regret that we didn't meet you people sooner."
Andrea chuckled and said, "But then I would have been even younger, Dean! It took me weeks to get you to fuck me after I turned seventeen."
Jan said, "I was a little concerned about that myself. But you really are the oldest seventeen year old I've ever met. And I thought back to how Brad and I got our start. I was much younger than you are now. I don't think I suffered because of it."
Helen laughed and exclaimed, "Are you kidding?! Look at what a slut you've turned out to be!"
Jan smiled sweetly and shot her the bird.
I found myself wanting to be a permanent part of this group of close friends. They really care about each other. They are unlike any other group of people I've ever encountered. And they're all so genuine. No one is pretending to be anything other than who they really are.
We talked to our new friends for a little longer. While we were talking, Chaz got a call on her cell phone and said, "I have to go to the plant. Some poor guy has an erection and apparently has two or three minutes to spare."
The others laughed. I noticed that she seemed happy for the call, though. She seemed to be genuinely looking forward to going into the plant to service some man like a very beautiful call girl.
Carol and Madison took off in one car. Madison took the morning off to meet us but she has to go to work now. I would soon come to realize that those two are as good as joined at the hip.
Helen said that she had to go home. She's expecting a young woman to come over to interview for the position of housekeeper, a position she has been trying to fill since they moved in months ago.
Dani and Kat offered to help with the interview. After considering their offer for a moment or two Helen said, "You know, that might be a good idea. Why don't you girls get dressed and come on over."
Dani looked at Jan as if to see if it was alright.
Jan smiled and said, "Isn't that cute the way she acts like she gives a damn what I think?"
Dani laughed and said to Kat, "Are you sure you don't want to trade jobs? I can't take much more of this abuse. The woman I work for is such a bitch!"
Jan got to her feet and went over to where Dani was sitting. She rested her hands on Dani's shoulders, gently massaging her and said, "I can't wait to hear how the interview goes. You'll tell that poor woman how awful your life is and about how I beat you all the time. Sometimes I think about how horrible your life is and I cry for you."
Helen laughed and said, "Maybe I should do this alone after all."
Helen, Dani and Kat left for Helen's house. Midge left. Only Jan, Mouse, Andrea and I remained. While the four of us were standing around the table getting dressed Mouse said to Andrea, "You're going to love Mr. Baum. Let's go get you decorated. We don't want all those hunks at the college hitting on you ... or do you?"
Andrea chuckled and said, "Who needs little boys when I have all of my new girlfriends, their husbands, and I'm engaged to the most wonderful lover in the world?!"
Jan laughed and said, "Way to suck up, girl!"
Our car was still parked in Mo and Helen's driveway. Jan drove us to the jewelry store in her luxury sedan, a Mercedes that probably cost more than my cabin. On the way to the jewelry store, Mouse annoyed Jan by explaining to us that the car was a gift from Mo. When I expressed my surprise I learned that their house was a gift from him as well. I was promised an interesting story about the history between Jan and Mo when we have more time.
We drove to a small strip mall nearby and went into an unassuming little jewelry store that I probably would have passed right by if I were on my own. The owner looked up when we came in. When he saw Mouse and Jan his face lit up. He rushed around the counter and gave them both a big hug. Mouse introduced us and explained that I need to buy my fiancée an engagement ring.
Mr. Baum looked at me and then Andrea as if he could tell what ring we should have by reading our auras. But then I remembered the story we heard last night of what happened when Gregg and Mouse came in here for an engagement ring. Mr. Baum was so taken with Mouse that he sold them the ring his wife wore until she passed away.
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Sally was released from “sleep-jail” in time to join us for breakfast. The room was full of knowing smirks when she immediately claimed my lap, and she almost behaved herself with only one quick grope she claimed was an accident. She made no excuses for the kiss she gave me right before we left for work. She worked like a girl possessed all morning, again claiming my lap at lunch. That’s where her parents found her when they came by to get her. Sally looked very pleased with herself when they...
“Enough!” I loudly decided, more than an hour later, when I could start to see the sun setting in the horizon, outside the glass penthouse walls and the angry voices had at least for now subsided enough that I could begin to hear myself think again. Mostly, I was thinking about getting some food! I was starving, having had nothing but those cookie snacks a few hours ago to eat in several days. “Alright ... enough already!” I repeated, standing up from my chair to project my voice ... and a...
At least when I awoke this time my brain wasn’t still on fire, complaining at me! Unfortunately, I was bound by my hands and feet to a hospital bed by sturdy leather straps. I was apparently being held as a prisoner somewhere ... but for once, this time after being captured by the authorities, I rather liked my odds of not ending up in prison. I didn’t care where they were holding me; the chances were going to be very good that I’d find a way out of here! On the plus side, with a slight turn...
This time, nearly everyone was surprised ... really astonished in fact, that I’d walked back in through the front door under my own pegs. The word had gotten out that I was expendable and had been taken off for a ride already. I just grinned shook my head at Otto that I didn’t want another beer and then I pointed my left index finger upwards to show that I was heading back up to see the Boss, again. Knuckles saw me heading that way, further down towards the back end of the bar, and the big...
The senior Westside mob bosses just finished playing their hands and everyone continued to ignore me until the pot had been gathered up. They were playing poker for fairly small stakes, just a friendly game with quarters for chips it looked like, but I couldn’t tell you for sure what the rules were; a variation of five card draw probably. Then finally, Jonny deigned to speak to me just as a fresh hand was being dealt. “You’re Chancer? Conner here informs me that Antonio ‘Drake’ has gone...
Fuck ... wouldn’t you believe it? The battleship-grade steel that layered the entire top of the basement, under the ground floor was still there ... and virtually immaculate, with hardly even a scratch on it! Now I could also see that this impenetrable layer not only covered the floor of the Murder Mansion, but also the houses next door and even under the old warehouse that had stood behind it. It covered, that thick layer of hardened steel, the entire city block where my house had once...
CHANCE GIM sat at the desk in his home office and looked down at the long list of names, phone numbers and personal data. He had numbered them. One hundred and eleven. All women. The youngest, eighteen, the oldest, twenty-six. All proportionately built. Carefully weeded from an even longer list of three hundred and eighty two. Like fruit, he thought, you gals are ripe and ready, oh so fucking ready, to be added to the lovelies I already have. All I have to do is give you my song and dance and...
WARNING: This story is an act of fiction that contains graphic sexual descriptions and language. If you are a minor (under 21) or if you are offended by this kind of material then you should stop reading now. Any resemblance between this story and a real event is coincidental. The participants are imaginary, their actions have no negative consequences other than those portrayed in the story. The story is intended for entertainment and should not be emulated in the real world. * * * * * ...
Now if I had to award a second place prize for the next choicest skirt decorating the room, it would have to be a coin flip between Skulda the Valkyrie Warrior-Maiden or the Green Canary. The others? Who could tell really, under all of those cowls, hoods, masks and full bodysuits. They could have all been dolls or drudges ... who could tell? The Norse babe had it all; youth, a crisp Nordic face with big blue eyes, long braided blonde hair and more than a hint of well-nourished cleavage under...
I woke up sometime in the middle of the night to a pitch black bedroom and at least two warm naked female bodies. There were no street lights on outside and very likely the entire house, along with most of the remaining bits of the Westside, were without electrical power. By feel, I determined that Denise (Firefly) was curled up on my right side, or least her massive tits were. A more slender but nearly equally petite figure dozed on my left, and a brief caress of her hair suggested that this...
She stood naked near the window, silhouetted against the dim light that came through the lace curtains. He could see that she was still naked, a cigarette in her hand. She took a puff before putting it in an ashtray on the small table in front of her. ‘I’m happy that you’re writing again,’ she said. She noticed the filled legal pads and closed laptop on his desk before she walked into his bedroom. She knew that he was going through some writer’s block lately. ‘Have anything ready for me to...
Our very private chat now done, we headed on home with naught but a grocery stop at the A&P planned along the way. We agreed that mission number one for tomorrow morning was shopping to seriously upgrade our extremely limited wardrobe. I’d picked up a few basic items of casual clothing at a couple of local used resale shops in North and South Hell over the last couple of weeks, but I still had nothing that our old pal Rags would have been caught dead wearing. We now had the dough, so it...
We’ve never met. At least not in person. She is just a screen name to me and an avatar, and I suppose that is all I am to her. A few exchanged messages online. That’s what we share. And perhaps she knows more about me than I do about her, since she’s read some of my stories posted online. She knows a bit of what I look like, at least from the waist down, and she knows my age and where I live. Her? I know where she lives and how old she is, but I have no idea what she looks like. I don’t even...
We’ve never met. At least not in person. She is just a screen name to me and an avatar, and I suppose that is all I am to her. A few exchanged messages online. That’s what we share. And perhaps she knows more about me than I do about her, since she’s read some of my stories posted online. She knows a bit of what I look like, at least from the waist down, and she knows my age and where I live. Her? I know where she lives and how old she is, but I have no idea what she looks like. I don’t even...
MasturbationSo, on that peaceful Saturday evening I was sitting up on the roof of Murder Mansion, alone and slowly enjoying four fingers of fine quality rye, enjoying the late-night spring breezes and the sounds of the city from off in the distance. Most of the flat roof was covered with a series of four long rectangular greenhouses, but everything inside had been dead for a full decade or more. Orchids most likely, from all of the dried petals on the floor. At the northwest corner of the roof, the...
I muttered something about sandwiches and brewing up a pot of fresh coffee for everyone, back at my place, and a few of the heroines agreed to hang around there for a while. For now, at least, all of the fun, mayhem, and destruction seemed to be over. Most of the gals decided that they’d rather enjoy a long bath at home, along with a dozen or more stuff drinks instead, and most of them made their farewells. Even the horde of newsies and television camera crews started to look bored and began...
“I get the idea, rather clearly, that most of your ‘relationships’ have been with other women. Same I think for nearly all of the other super-heroines that I’ve met so far. You’re all Sapphists ... and most of you nearly exclusively lesbian. Odds are that none of you, including yourself, would find any long term romance with a man, such as myself, satisfying or enduring. I’d just be an isolated, momentary, object of dalliance. In fact, chances are that none of your relationships with other...
Chances were, if I could help it ... that not a single bullet was going hurt me or any of my mortal friends! As for most of the three dozen or so assembled super-powered heroines, there wasn’t one of them really that was the least bit frightened by gaggles of gunsels spewing lead! Some, especially the mightiest ones on the front line, were innately bullet-proof and others had protective armor in their costumes or else were just too fast to be hit either in flight or on the run. A cameraman...
I suppose I was alot like most boys growing up. My first sexual arousal came about when I had a crush on my mother. Not until I was older did I realize that this was a perfectly normal feeling. Of course, having a mother who was quite attractive helped the situation along considerably. The first time I masturbated, I jerked off thinking about her. As time passed, so did my fantasies about my mother, or so I thought. Mom aged very well and at the age of 61, she was still a beauty. She was 22...
I let her rest and breathe deeply for several long minutes before I gently revived her from unconsciousness, caressing her hair and kissing her lips gently. Pinching her nipples and rubbing her over-stimulated clit a bit seemed to help too. It wasn’t her desire to be controlled and be made into a passive object of violent sexual use that was starting to frighten me, now that the frenzy of our wild lovemaking was over, but that I had so willingly obliged her. I had sensed empathically with my...
It had been one of those days. A three-hour early morning drive to a conference to give a presentation on my favourite topic and what felt like some endless meetings. Now it was time to relax and enjoy some dinner and wine at a highly recommended Italian restaurant.As I walked in, I couldn’t help feel at home. I’d never been there before but it felt familiar. Well-dressed staff moved easily round the elegantly decorated room. White tablecloths were de rigueur and lo and behold, there were...
ExhibitionismChapter 08: Chance The ride to the restaurant had been quiet. Helen prided herself on her ability to engage anyone in a conversation which seemed to have deserted her since opening her door to Duncan. Duncan’s own short, one or two word answers to her sallies hadn’t helped. Thank goodness the ride had been short. Even that was relative with the thoughts churning around their heads. Duncan was embarrassed at being tongue tied. Try as he could there didn’t seem to be a thing he could do about...
Rebecca walked briskly down the hallway of the Chance Motel toward room 461. She had gotten the voicemail demanding she meet him here at 4:30 p.m. when she had finished work for the day. She especially couldn’t understand why he asked to meet her in a dive like this. As a prosecutor, she tried to keep away from any and all things that could in any way damage her career as the D.A.’s up and coming new attorney mastermind and this place had scandal written all over it. The Chance Motel was known...
1Chance Encounter It was just a bit over two years since my divorce and I still hadn’t come completely to terms with it. I was still looking for other answers. Maybe I had dedicated too much time to advancing my career and not enough time to her, although my major goal there was always to be the best breadwinner I could be, and not aimed at feeding my ego with my success. And I always tried to be very solicitous to her when we were together. Maybe even over solicitous. She had just...
Paul caught a taxi to the airport with Jim Spencer and Ted Wilson. Few words were spoken on the way, and nothing was mentioned about the explosion in Wilton's office, or the meeting in general. Paul had gone off like a rocket, and the others could see that he hadn't quite landed on the ground. They decided to let him cool, rather than risk re-ignition. It was a side of Paul rarely seen. The younger man, Spencer, had never seen it. As the plane began its climb out over Lake Michigan Paul...
Chances and Opportunities By Karen Hansen Most games can be fun... some can be sexy and kinky, a complete turn- on... others can be a little on the dangerous side. Especially when one has caught the eye of a thief who has you under surveillance. Someone who might have had your phone and residence bugged, your schedule recorded and would from that, have learned that you have a thing for your cross-dressing and self-bondage, such as calling a friend to request a...
I ought to have slept like a log, but instead I just dozed fitfully for the next two hours or so. The morning sun coming in through my south facing bedroom window didn’t help my attempt to get some quality shut-eye. That was another thing for the shopping list; I muttered sleepily, some new bedroom curtains! I’d tossed the old ones out, as they’d all been impregnated with some noxious and likely highly toxic chemical. Something exceptionally flammable, I guessed, likely to make an explosion...
I couldn’t get over how big the dog was or how attractive the one girl was, but the girl with the dog said hi back, and as we passed each other, and we made eye contact, I commented, “That’s a big dog.” We again smiled at each other, and she simply remarked, “Yea.” But suddenly, as if the German Shepard knew I was attracted to the girl, it pulled her, causing the two girls to giggle a little as they continued on there walk around the lake, cutting off my chance to talk to her. The girl...
Duncan knew it was not a sign of age for a man with his long history to indulge himself in reminiscing. Still, sometimes he felt guilty to just sit and reminisce, remembering all the wonderful things he had seen and, more importantly, the people he had met. It hadn’t been that many years since he made that early pit stop here in Ritzville. Lord knew he’d spent hours enough recalling that morning. Most especially the vision of Helen, walking, swaying up the walk from where she’d parked that...
CHAPTER 4 — Every Worm Must Turn Paul took a taxi to the airport with Jim Spencer and Ted Wilson. Little was said on the way, except necessary details about flights and arrival times. Nothing was mentioned about the explosion in Wilton’s office, or the meeting in general, until their plane lifted from the runway. Paul had gone off like a rocket, and they could see that he was still in descent mode. They decided to let him cool, rather than risk reigniting him. It was a side of Paul rarely...
Chapter 9 Endings and Beginnings (Part II) It was the middle of March. Paul found himself seated on an airliner next to Ted Wilson on their way to Chicago. They had two items on their agenda that day. First, was the signing of the dismissal agreement on the Peoria lawsuit. It had gone as planned between Paul and Leonard Raines five weeks before. A small flap developed when the plaintiff’s side asked for a ‘hold harmless’ clause. It had been due to Paul’s mention of Harry Carmichael’s company’s...
CHAPTER II — A Plant in Peoria Paul woke first on a Saturday morning. Lying on his back, he couldn’t see the clock. He judged the time to be early—before six—considering the hue of the light streaming into the cabin window and the songs of the birds in the surrounding forest. Partly alongside, and partly atop, Glenda lay in bed with him. Her deep rhythmic breathing told him that she wasn’t about to wake up. Paul thought that a change of pace might be enjoyable. He and Glenda had not seen one...
The night in Adam's cabin had come to an end. I was disappointed. I never wanted it to end, I wanted to stay with Adam. Around nine, I started to get dress, I had a twelve hour drive back to Ohio. I looked at Adam, sound asleep in bed. I didn't want to wake him, but hoped he'd wake before I had to leave, maybe even convince me to stay.I didn't have to wait long, he woke up shortly after I did. He smiled as he propped himself up on the pillows. He said, "You know, I love that shirt, but you look...
Love Stories"I swear you are the absolute worst James! I came all the way from Ohio because YOU wanted to rekindle our relationship. I swear I should've seen you pulling something like this. You stand no chance to rekindle our relationship." I was sitting in the bar he told me to meet him in, and now he was telling me he couldn't even show up?!I was young and naive and should've known better. It was a total James thing to do to stand me up. I just didn't want to think he'd do that if I traveled all the way...
Love StoriesChance encounterAs I round the corner to the elevators, I see you standing there in front of the doors with a luggage cart and a cart with boxes loaded on it. As I step up near the doors, you look at me and half smile. You are dressed in business attire however I have to admit your shape is very attractive, not to mention your half smile.The door opens and you try to drag both carts into the elevator, the bigger cart gets caught in the door so I help you get it into the elevator. The door...
Once again i will take you people through the pages of my sex life. It’s totally a chance encounter with a hot Punjabi girl in my previous office and it’s a real encounter started in office lift. Needless to say that Punjabi girl has an ass which every men wants to spank and fuck. Hot figure 36-30-38… hold your dicks guys because i know every one of you would love to remove her panty and spank her big ass before actually fucking it… ah ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It was a normal day, and i was...
Chance encounterAs I round the corner to the elevators, I see you standing there in front of the doors with a luggage cart and a cart with boxes loaded on it. As I step up near the doors, you look at me and half smile. You are dressed in business attire however I have to admit your shape is very attractive, not to mention your half smile.The door opens and you try to drag both carts into the elevator, the bigger cart gets caught in the door so I help you get it into the elevator. The door...
Chance Encounter – Sarita & Nimmo revisited This is the 2nd episode of Chance encounter. Thank you readers of ISS. The original story had over 1,00,000 hits. That was way beyond what ever I expected it to be. And it prompted me to put this second episode on paper. After few months, I went back to this small town where Sarita & Nimmo lived. I went directly to their house hoping to get the room of the roof for rent again. As I alighted from the rickshaw, I heard a shreik of joy from inside the...
IncestI work as an accountant and I was attending a conference for tax preparers. I was standing by the entrance when I could not believe my eyes. I could swear the woman who had just walked through the door was Deanna, a former co-worker and a friend of mine. I remember the last time I saw her it was at her going away party. She had taken a job out of state. The party was winding down, myself and Deanna wound up the last ones still in the club. The juke box was still playing....
Straight SexIt has been a pretty rubbish year this year with everything thats happened, plus staying safe and all the restrictions has made looking for fun put on hold for a while. i have been good stayed in and looked after myself but have been super horny too, so to pass the time i like most have been spending a lot of time online chatting with sexy people and enjoyed some great chats and horny messaging.I spent a lot of time on gay sex dating sites chatting to guys about horny stuff getting more and...