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Author's Chat Night Guest: ChilliTNG On Friday: June 4, 1999 6PM PST With special guest moderator under the microscope, Wendy-J Edited by Wendy-J (*Wendy-J) Here we go! Chilli, do you have an opening statement? (Chilli) Well, since you asked so nicely, I'll keep this brief! (I've been known to ramble on a bit). Thanks to EVERYONE for showing up. I'm OVERWHELMED at the response. I just want to say a quick thanks to a couple of people and then we can get going. Thanks to...
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Permission is granted to post to the TG-fiction list, archive, and Fictionmania site and to the atEROS site. Personal copies for non-commercial use permitted. Anyone else who wants to archive this on a free access website or ftp site, just send me an email telling me that you did so and the url or ftp address. Anyone who wants to archive this on a for-pay site, don't. Member Net Authors and Creators Union - NACU. Authors and creators welcome, email [email protected] for more...
It was a cool Saturday evening. We had just eaten dinner at a nice restaurant, and we were both satisfied. Given there was still time, we decided to hit a bar, and we found this cute and chill bar somewhere new. I wanted to try an alcoholic drink, see how it goes. You were obviously delighted that you were going to see me with alcohol in my system. We both ordered a cocktail. It honestly tasted nice. Then you ordered a bit of gin, just to get that extra kick. We were loosened up a bit, and it...
Straight Sex“[Our segment of the picture consists only of tired and dirty soldiers who are alive and don’t want to die; of long darkened convoys in the middle of the night; of shocked silent men wandering back down the hill from battle; of chow lines and atabrine tablets and foxholes and burning tanks and Arabs holding up eggs and the rustle of high-flown shells; of jeeps and petrol dumps and smelly bedding rolls and C rations and cactus patches and blown bridges and dead mules and hospital tenets and...
This is arun again from marathalli(bangalore). This is a continuation to my last story “”. I am wheatish in colour and well built as I am a gym freak. I stay in a 2 storey building and in second floor. My neighbour is a family from andhra. Her name is asha and as mentioned in my last story, we are already in relationship for few months and we have many sexual encounters. This one which I am going to narrate happened past weekend(8th may) when it rained heavily in bangalore. Asha was out of town...
“Stalin then brought up the question of reparations in kind and in manpower, but said he was not ready to discuss the manpower question. The latter, of course, referred to forced labour. Since the Russians were using many thousands of prisoners in what was reported to be virtual slave camps, they had little to gain by discussing the matter ... The proposal in brief was: Reparations in kind should include factories, plants, communication equipment, investments abroad, etc., and should be made...
She stood there transfixed on him for the longest time, I was in the crowd dancing before the bells rung out for new year, watching as my wife Terry gazed at our friend Jordan while he sat in the back of the bar drinking and crowd-watching. He locked eyes with her for a quick moment, smiled and then looked away.I approached, held her close and spoke near her ear saying "Is something wrong?". She looked at me and shook her head, then replied with "No, not really. I.. eh.. I'm kinda horny right...
This is a chapter out of my latest erotic novel, Under Order. I hope you enjoy it! For more information on the book and excerpts, please see my website. :)xoxoSadey Quinn~~~~The walk went quickly. Ralph's was just a block from my apartment. All of my work to disguise myself was for nothing; hardly anyone was outside.Mark was dressed very casually in old blue jeans and a black t-shirt. Instead of his usual BMW, he had a brown, dented Honda. He kissed me when I arrived, then stood back to look at...
I actually slept like a log that night. I don't think I moved once my head hit the pillow. In my screwed up point of view, things were much clearer on Friday morning. Well, at least my course of action was clear. The drama in my life was still mud. So, I focused on that clear path. Kristin sashayed up to me, as usual. However, she hesitated before taking my arm, as if assessing my mood. I noticed her hesitation, so for the first time, I actually took the initiative. I wrapped my arm around...
I just stepped out of the shower, it was my second of the day. I threw on my jeans and a baggy shirt. It was one of those stay home and just relax kind of days. You had been at work and swung by the store on the way home picking up some light bulbs and a nightlight for the bathroom. You always hated having to turn on the bright light when you had to sneak away to the bathroom. We replace the decorative bulb in the hallway and install your nightlight. You clap and twirl at the blue glow...
In front of a smaller than average congregation, unusually attended by a few of the kingdom's notably agnostic Knightly Order of Dyna, the head priestess of the Holy Church of Merridan addressed "her flock," as it were... even though the warriors in attendance actually outnumbered her faithful. "In conclusion, give generously, my brothers and sisters. A heart that strays from our divine creator, Geod, is a heart that is susceptible to corrupt thoughts and malice against one's fellow man. A...
FantasyOn the edge of the galaxy an interstellar species known as Terrans continued to explore and expand their reach. Calling themselves the Steel Empire, or SE for short, they have vast technology, and ambition. Their home world now known as Steel Crown, is the origin of the Death Knights. Gifted among the Terran People for their ability to manipulate the fabric of the universe. Only one in a hundred thousand Terrans are born Death Knights, and they form the ruling class of the SE. The Death...
You are nude under a coat except for stockings. A collar and nipple clip with a chain. We make our way into a local watering hole that has some dark booths and corners for just the sort of thing I've in mind. Once seated in a booth I order us a drink. I instruct you to touch your pussy under the coat. I want you to thanks the waitress for our drinks looking her in the eye while your hand strokes your moistening folds between your legs. I can hear the quaver in your voice. Open your coat...
i*****l immigration. Undocumented workers. Everyone has an opinion. And, like assholes damn near everybody has one and all of them stink. People ignore the realities of the complicated nature of the b**st. Let’s not fixate on the debate though. Let’s look at two D.A.C.A. recipients residing in these United States.First, there’s Fernando Rojas Guerrero, commonly known as Randy Rojas. He’s now 38 years old and came to America when he was four. Randy is five-ten and weighs about 195. The...
Chillow... Puffin big billowy clouds just before WC got home an Chillow was alwaze lookin hott I was horny an conversation was of WC love of bein embarrassment an humiliated... Told Chillow how I wrote FAT ASS an shoved a soldier up there while fuckin her an showed her the pix... We shared a laugh an tells her how WC gets wett when I fuck her an call your name... Grabbed Chillows tits an sucked on em as she pulled my cock out... Got the 5 minute text so I wrote her ta come in bedroom naked an...
Here is an another chapter of Kyle and Brandy. Chapter One A Taste of Brandy is available via this link; http://xhamster.com/user/beingbrash/posts/194963.html Chapter 2: Chillin' SinsationsAnother installment of Brandy and Kyle. Chapter 1 was “A Taste of Brandy” and Chapter 2 is “Chillin’ Sinsations”. Chapter 3 is forthcoming; “Flow”.Brandy with a broad smile on her glowing face says, “That was fantastic. You need to consult guys on how to give a girl oral gratification.”Kyle replies,...
Halo friends!!! I’m an regular reader of Indian sex stories I’m impressed by most of lesbian stories posted here ,so I decided to share my story in this site send your feedbacks in this is a bit long story hence it will be posted in multiple parts, college days are wonderful part of our life , I miss you all three nisha , harini ,anjali if any one three see this story please contact me miss you all dears About me I’m lekshmi from a village in Kerala I’m an housewife right now and age 27 it...
LesbianCuchilla Captivityby [email protected] 1Jane looked down from the window in her room to the courtyard below. She had come to view this as her room even though it was more like a prison cell. It was comfortable enough. Actually, it was almost opulent in its elegance. She had a spacious private bath, a sitting room and a bedroom with a luxurious four-poster king size bed. She even had a walk-in closet.But it was more of a prison cell than a room. The closet was devoid of...
chilee's weekend in bondageYour weekend began like any other, tired and frustrated that your last day of work did not go as planned. You had decided that you were going to relax with a nice hot bath and go out for drinks later tonight. So you start walking to your car, and just as you are about to get in, I grab you from behind, and cover your mouth. You try to bite my hand, but all you get is some rough forcing into your car. Hidden in my back pocket are a pair of cuffs, which I force...
I was surprised. Rangers were supposed to be bullet proof; first sergeant had told me so in training camp. So there I was with a bullet lodged near my heart and a shard of shrapnel buried in my ass. What a wonderful way to get a ticket home—not. That I'd made a herculean effort to fall on the nurse and shield her from the incoming even while she was prepping me to get the bullet removed from my chest didn't make me feel any better, her body did feel good under me. Laying there on top of her...
Hi! Let me introduce myself. My name is Rory and I’m eighteen. My brother is Derek and he’s seventeen. Actually, I’m almost two years older because he just turned seventeen a couple of months ago, and I’ll be nineteen in less than two months. I was nine and Derek eight when our father was killed in a car crash. They said he was drunk, and I can believe it. He was drunk a lot of times. He didn’t have any insurance, and we’d never had much money anyway, so we were in kind of a tight place. In...
TabooThe summer began and quickly became a 'party summer.' I was crashing at my friend's beach house for two whole months of drinking, girls and weed. From the start, I had been drinking. I had already killed more rum than I would ever admit to. The beach house was filled with pyramids of beer cans and probably permanently scented with the delicious scent of reefer.I was fucking girls by the dozens. Most of them had been blonde and big titted. I was struggling to remember their names. It was...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIt’s a lazy Saturday afternoon, heading into evening. We spend most of the day adulting. We do all the regular household shopping, gathering our groceries and supplies for the next week, making sure to pick up all the commonplace cleaning supplies we need for the rest of the day. Jamming to music during the boring car ride, holding hands like a couple of love-struck teens.We chase each other with carts through the stores. Dropping random items in when we feel like it to keep the mundane from...
Love StoriesRobert was high. We were all high, but Robert was REALLY high. Whatever strain my wife had brought home from the dispensary was super strong. Robert smokes dope on occasion, I don’t usually, but my wife is a stoner and a connoisseur … and she had surprised us with some bomb-ass indica or sativa something. I felt pretty baked, but Robert looked like he’d been caramelized … he was practically a puddle.We were all out on our back deck under the shade awning. The day was winding down, the light...
Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....
Alyson was lying at the edge of the water, holding her left foot and screaming. Her breakfast lay splashed on the sand beside her. Her deck shoes sat a few feet inland. While Doug examined Alyson's foot, Mary washed the vomit from the girl's lips, cheek, and chin. "Small puncture wound," he said. "Inflammation setting in. Something protruding. Honey! Alyson! Where did it happen?" He had to repeat the question. She managed get out that it happened a few feet seaward from where she lay....
Em met him in the bar, during a break in the awards dinner she was attending. They chatted briefly and had a cigarette, and said they’d probably see each other at the bar again when next there was a break in proceedings. Or perhaps, he said, they could have a nightcap later. His name was Jean and he was French. He was a big man with a nice laugh and twinkling eyes. Em hadn’t met him before and wouldn’t again. He was from the other side of the world and was in town only for the convention of...
Quickie SexA second kick knocked out the window. The supervillain’s fist reached out. Her segmented bracers ran the rim of the pane to clear away the burrs and shards that had been left behind. She swung out of the warehouse before the glass had shattered on the concrete walkway below. She was a blur of cloud white, soulless black, and wine red. The glass shards crunched under her armored boots as she dropped the story and a half to the ground. “Wrong exit, criminal,” came a loud, authoritative...
"Wow, these are just so, ouch, neat!" Christi snapped the shiny plastic clip onto her nipple. It changed colour quickly from dark blue to a bright green as it bit into the blue-eyed brunette's soft pink flesh. "Kathy, you've got to try these!" "What are they?" Kathy answered distractedly as she admired the big black strap-on in the full length mirror. "They're called Mood Clamps. They change colour depending on how turned on you are." She put her arms around Kathy waist and began...
KEVIN Andrea’s spending the night with my sister. Most girls their age hardly have nipples, but Andrea’s are totally obvious when she’s adjusting her goofy nightcap, a Night-Before-Christmas type, except it’s not Christmas. Katie’s breasts, I know all about from wrestling around. When the three of us play Monopoly, the two complain I own too many hotels, so I make them loans to keep the game going. Banker Andrea in her nightgown has to lean forward to make change while Katie pretends to sort...
Aug 8, 2011 I tried to get this info into my biography - but couldn't. I've written a paperback book of three of my long stories that I normally sell separately at magselectronics.com There IS a great discount offered by the publisher, but only until August 12, 2011 If you're interested go to beastv.blogspot for details. I hope that you enjoy the following story. It's a lot different than my usual. Hugs Bea AUDITION FOR A KNIGHT By Bea The horseman appeared out...
A night with Knight by Ronde To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Our chat last night I enjoyed our chat last night. Think the other guys did too, if their comments were any basis to judge by. Bet you got a lot of offers after I left the room, but hope I’m the only one who got your email address. Sorry that your husband doesn’t have much time for you anymore. You sound like a beautiful lady, and beautiful ladies should never be ignored. Wish I could do something to make you...
I. The Message Paul Norton sat in his dimly-lit room somewhere in the suburbs of Boston. He looked outside and saw a blizzard pounding the neighborhood. White-skinned and with blond hair, Paul suffered from an overactive intelligence which compelled him to notice things that other people did not. He disliked authority’s instructions, and frequently called people names which they would not otherwise deserve. Fortunately, those same people had been understanding as Paul learned to keep his...
Jonathan grunted as he pulled himself up onto the stone ledge, his light armour rattling as he steadied himself and looked into the mouth of the cave. Here it was, he thought to himself. The dragon's cave. About six months ago, the young man had turned eighteen. Ever since he was a young boy, he wanted to be a knight. He had grown up idolising them, those armoured heroes who would fight for the king, protect the innocent, strike down villains. Everything that a knight was, everything...
The Knight scowled as he glared at the Succubus sitting before him. His armoured hands were bound above his head, the chains bearing an unnatural purple glow. "My, my, my..." the purple-haired demon teased as she leaned forward, her red eyes running down her captive's body. He was exactly what you would expect of a knight; tall, muscular, and clad from the neck down in metal. She had already disposed of his helmet, exposing his handsome, bearded face. "You're quite the catch, Sir...
Carmine wiped the sweat off her brow with the dirty towel she was using to clean the table. Although it was nearly dark, the heat of the day still had its grip on the land. It was even worse in the dark, windowless inn where she worked. Grunting with the effort, she hoisted the pail of water and sent another splurge of water coursing down the long wooden table, sending several chickens flying out from under the table cackling and complaining loudly that she had ruined their meal of table...
The Knight, from the novel ‘War of the Walkers’ A slow, steady alarm could be heard throughout the complex and the red flashing lights sensors warned every person that the jump team was ready to report to the laboratory sub station immediately. The scramble was chaotic. Meals were deserted, sleep was interrupted, and conversations ceased without proper ending as staff quickly piled into the waiting express elevators. Twenty-six floors below, the team leader awaited his staff. “Ladies and...
Day 1Alright, so because of the quarantine I'm not able to see my therapist. He told me that until it was over, I should start a daily journal to record my thoughts in. Even gave me a book for it and everything, so let's give this a shot.Feeling pretty good overall today, considering current events, that is. I'm still employed, for now, definitely thankful for that. A lot of people have gotten laid off and I've still got to make rent. Pretty stressed that I'll lose my job too in the coming...
MasturbationCarrying a large bowl of popcorn, Tami plopped down on the couch with an exaggerated sigh, “Ugh! I can’t believe we’re both in watching Netflix on a Friday night.”Jake smiled as he reached across Tami and grabbed a handful of popcorn, “Well, I can believe you are. I’m absolutely stunned about myself!”Giving her best friend a playful shove, Tami laughed, “Are you kidding me? You are the one who called to see what I was doing tonight!”“Yeah, because I knew you weren’t going to be out. You haven’t...
Straight SexIt’s a rainy evening. You have come home from work a while ago, taken a warm shower and made yourself supper while you were dressed in your most relaxed chillout gear. You took your plate to the couch, grabbed the remote and dropped backwards into the soft cushions and then put on Netflix to watch your favorite show. But the only thing you get to see was a black screen. Then your tv returned you to the app screen. Strange. Nevermind, you tried again. After 30 seconds of black screen you once...
After a couple of quick IMs with Randy, we exchanged Dudesnude profile names, his group wanted his attention and I was crashing. Mike and Matt kissed me and said they had to get some z’s before meeting Danny at their audition at a sex club in Silverlake. Tim came over to my place and spent the early morning sleeping nude on my bed with me wrapped around him. Clay had left a note saying he had gone to campus to work out and then to Josh’s to work him out, and would begin the drive home in the...
It was the Friday night before Labor Day. My wife and I had just dropped two Mollies, and were prepared for a weekend of crazy sex. The k**s were off with their grandparents and wouldn't be back 'till Sunday night. We were just hanging out on the back patio, drinking and smoking, just waiting for the d**gs to really kick in, when around 8:00, Jeremy stopped by. He was from Oregon, and was spending the week at his Aunts house, who lived next door. At six foot tall, built, long blond hair, this...
Day 8 (Continued)Like I said, a lot happened today. What I witnessed last night has been forefront in my thoughts all day though.This morning I decided enough was enough. If she wants to stay home and masturbate all day, fine. All I want is to not have to do everything when I get home from a long and tedious day at work. I left her a note next to the sink before I left today (a sink that I had to empty of dishes I might add). I just wrote; "Melanie, haven't had much time to talk this week....
Masturbation“You’re right, Guantanamo Bay is the much stronger film,” Beth said, leaning forward to take her glass from the coffee table. She sat back into the couch, crossing her legs towards me, the hem of her blue wrap dress sliding above her knee. “I love Neil Patrick Harris.” “Oh, he should have got an Oscar for that,” I said, standing up and gesturing at her glass. Her laugh bubbled out. She narrowed her eyes, the lines at the corners softening the piercing blue. “I hardly think so.” Another...
HardcoreOn a cold and brisk wintry morning Jerry and Terri woke to the fresh smell of fresh brewing coffee as it percolated automatically by the timer set the night before. Jerry was the first to get up and get dressed and ready to start the day. Terri made her way downstairs in a skimpy teddy that barely covered her cold causing erect nipples. When she arrived to the kitchen table where Jerry was already sitting with two cups of coffee waiting for her arrival, Jerry looked at her with a stunned look...
As it turned out, we didn’t end up in the cold steel of downtown Boston, or the much warmer milieu of Cambridge and the Charles River, or even the elite mansions near the shore of our earlier stay, but a defunct college on the western edge of Boston suburbs, probably rural when built, the original buildings in the mid nineteenth century. Hawkins College had originally been a seminary, then a school for lady teachers, then a liberal arts college of mixed genders with emphasis on both liberal...
A bed full of dancers made for an athletic, graceful, sweaty, exhausting and ecstatic orgy. Two wives, two angels, one overlapping in the wife column, a former lesbian couple also with an overlap, a redheaded Amazon who had joined us in Boston, a second male, a very handsome and strong Lakota warrior, with Lindy of course directing it all. Only the gay contingent, and the June/September couple amongst all the dancers were absent. Eva’s and Miwa’s dildos brought two more tools for deep...
Nick continued his Tale, remaining in ancient Siam. “I awaited Chanda’s return, Sokhen my sole companion. I continued telling her history stories, and we continued making love, even better than before. In three months her pregnancy began to become apparent, though subtly and easily hidden. Not that she felt any need to hide it. She cherished it, a most wondrous souvenir of our time together. But in her disguise as a shy nerd, more in her head than her heart or loins, she hid her body as much...
A morning of dance and an afternoon of theater had become the norm. Before dinner I would join Tash working on our plays. My newest one, the one I drafted first during Helena’s and my blissful honeymoon in Greece, really came together in Cass Lake, and needed little revision. Tash’s needed even less, being actually worked on during rehearsals. “Enough,” said Tash that afternoon. “Come here.” She liked working sitting on her bed, her laptop in front of her. I sat at her desk with mine....
My wives and I left the Tales together. We had cum together twice during the Tales. It had been languid sex. It continued to be languid, more intimately in the privacy of our bedroom on our extra-large bed. Love became intensely communicated. Too few times at that time my wives and I shared our loves for each other, our love times four with no other for a night. My fault mostly, having love for many others, lesser perhaps, but needing to be expressed, perhaps more for the other woman or...
It seemed as if we had hardly moved at all when I awoke to see Angelique’s beautiful Helen clone face beaming at me. Lindy, behind her, shifted to give each of us a kiss before threatening to leave the bed. I stopped her. “Wait Lindy.” “I need to get ready for rehearsal.” “Of course you do,” I chuckled. Angelique giggled. “Slave?” “Sorry Wardeness, but you can be predictable.” Lindy chuckled. “True. Make it quick, lazybones.” “I don’t want you to think this was some kind of bribe, even...
Nick continued his Tale that evening, just after transforming into a new skin: Whatever Nick expects seeing his blonde angel, laughter seems the most unlikely. And yet she laughs. “That’s unexpected,” the Germanic beauty grins before embracing her grandfather. “What’s unexpected?” Nick asks after the long embrace. “You don’t look Slavic.” “I don’t?” “Let’s feast. You must be starved, as am I. I brought a deceiver against his own people for our feast.” “Please,” Nick responds, confused....
Nick continued his tales the following evening. I sat with Helen and her blonde and redhead clones, much to their pleasure. I noticed Tilda, Consuela and Stan seemed to have continued their threesome. “We decided to travel,” Nick began, “instead of heading to Britain and staying there, as my skin suggested. Feisty, Slavic mother and daughter wanted it, I decided it would be a good idea as well. Replenish the stock of minions throughout Europe and even into Africa, the Middle East and South...
Are you ready for your first year of high school? I typed. Actually, I typed something that could loosely be translated into that question. No one really types complete sentences when they IM, do they? Yep, came the quick response, followed by, Shay says HELL YEP! I smiled. Leave it up to my fiery redhead to display enough enthusiasm for both of them. The IM window showed Mia was typing again. How was your first week? she asked. This was the first weekend after the start of my school year...
I stood at the front door of my house. I knew a whole boatload of shit was waiting for me on the other side of the door, so I stood outside trying to delay the inevitable. Things seemed weird as I looked helplessly at my front door. I left my house less than 18 hours before, angry at the world, and have returned home a considerably more contrite soul. To say that my life had become somewhat complicated during that time is an understatement. Cassie and I talked a little longer, and we agreed...
Turns out Mike caught wind that Kristin was at the party with another guy. That Mike had been "snubbed" by not being invited to the party was only fuel for his fire. How he found out that Kristin was with another guy was never really uncovered, though she wasn't really subtle in whom she was flirting with. Word travels fast in high school, and by the Monday following the party everyone had heard that Mike caught Evil Brody trying to rape Kristin and, being the heroic ex-boyfriend, Mike...
Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday were typical school days. The evenings were pretty normal, too ... dinner with Mom, homework, some computer and TV. Wednesday evening, I helped Mom make some things to take to the Barkers the next day. Before I went to bed, I logged on to wish Mia a happy Thanksgiving. Just as I pulled up MSN Messenger, the phone rang. I looked at the caller ID. It was Mia's number, so I grabbed the phone. "Hello?" "Brody?" Mia said, her voice strained. Suddenly she burst...