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I woke up with Lisa sitting on my lap facing to my left, right on my dick. I don’t think she means to be sexual in any way. We never got passed kisses on the cheek, we were kids growing up. She was my sister’s best friend’s older sister. Lisa was my age, but we grew up like bros. We did every first together: teeth pulling, driving, and trying a beer. We weren’t troublemakers, but we weren’t perfect either. She woke me up sitting on me slapping my neck lightly. “Hey beautiful.” I said half-awake.

She blushed, and got off and lay down next to me.

“How was the trip?” I said, rolling over facing her, closing my eyes again.
“Long. Thank God my phone was charged. Speaking of phones, why the fuck didn’t you answer yours?”
“Do I really need to answer that?”
“Oh yeah. What’d you bring?”

I tossed her my bag. It had some cool shit.
“My pc and tv are out already, but I got plenty of fun packed up. Some is in my car right now.”

She gasped.

“I know, right? I was saving up forever just for us.”
She pulled out a large amount of weed in a ziploc. My buddy at school hooked me up.

“Are you KIDDING ME? This is bad Joe!”
“You’ll love it. Trust me.”

I had come to fully appreciate my upstairs room in the house. It was a converted outlook room, so it was isolated from the house and had windows on all four walls.

“I don’t know… I don’t wanna go dumb.”
“You won’t. You trust me, right?”
She nodded, and put the dank back in the bag.

It was 5, so it was too early around the parents to do any illicit activities such as smoking. However, I had dip too. My buddy at school loves me. I quickly drank a water bottle, and I pulled a tin out of the side pocket of my bag. Lisa was pissed.

“That’s so gross. Why do you do that shit?”
“All guys do it. You wanna try it? It’s rougher than weed.”
“No. Absolutely not. No.” She rambled on.

I opened it up, snapped, and put in a pinch. I spat, and she kept looking through my bag. Mostly it was dvd’s and toiletries, until she found my mini-pocket pussy. I thought I had that stashed away good. It was in a cut away pocket, next to my pipe, which she also found. “Honestly? Honestly. Are you that desperate?”

I didn’t respond. She sat down next to me, held my hand, and said, “How bad is the depression?”

She read my mind and ate it up, spat it out, and slapped me in the face with it. I wanted to cry, and I think I started to. I couldn’t though, I had a lip in. I threw it away, and lay back down. She rubbed my forearm in pity.

“I’m here. We’ve been through it all. I only see you over a couple of weeks or so, but we do all the hard stuff together. Let’s get through this. Throw something away now.”

I didn’t hesistate. I opened the window next to me, and chucked the tin into the tributary, hoping it would wash into the ocean.

“I’ve been talking to my counselor since August about it. She said drugs would be the worst thing to do since college is around the corner. So, I’ve basically been a hermit since school started.”
“That blows. You’ll survive.”
“Yeah. Wanna go to the boardwalk?”
“Yeah. You got a sweatshirt I can wear?”
I gave her my football team hoodie and we went out. I grabbed my bag, wallet, phone, and keys, and went downstairs and out. We went to the little shop two blocks down, got knockoff starbucks, and sat on a bench. I put my arm around her like the good brother I am to her, because I was one. Then I kissed her on the cheek like a friend. She was the coolest person ever.

After dinner we went upstairs, and with my sister Kelly and her Lisa’s sister Natalie, we started to watch Anchorman. We decided on rooms that Lisa would take the bed upstairs, I get the aero bed, and the other two get the kids’ room. Lisa and I would get to chill. And do other stuff. Kelly and Nat go downstairs to set up and probably sleep, and I turn off the TV.

“So.” I said.
“So.” Lisa replied.
I motioned towards the bag, and she shrugged, rubbed her elbow, and shook her head.
“You trust me?”

She didn’t make a move. I took out my piece, packed it, and pulled out a lighter. I walked over to the window, and said, “Please.”

She walked over, and made me go first. I took a big first hit, exhaled out the window, and sighed. “Mmm?” I sounded, pipe outstretched to her. She grabbed it, and asked me to light it. “Try to suck in the flame. Once you’ve sucked enough, inhale through your nose. That’ll be easy for you.” She coughed her first time, but tried again, breathed out the window, and smiled. “I’m not high.”

“Wait.” I took another two hits, handed it over, and helped her. “Keep going.” She took two hits, and said no more. “Okay. You good?” I asked. She giggled, and closed her eyes, shook her head hard, and stopped. “WHOA.” She was obviously loving the high. She fell back on the bed, and laughed real hard. “Shhhh!” I whispered.

“Oh shit! Sorryyyy.” She whispered. She couldn’t handle it. I was being a little more subtle. I blew up the aero mattress, and she laughed hysterically as it blew up. I motioned the kill sign to her, and she finally stopped. I lay down on her bed fully supine, and she cuddled up next to me, giggling. I kissed up and down her arms, on her head, and her stomach. She was crazy ticklish, so she was going insane. I put a finger to her lips to help her crazed mind stop. I had no idea what I was doing.

“What are you doing?” She asked.

I turned my back to her, and she whimpered. I looked back, and she giggled uncontrollably. I got off her bed, jumped onto the aero bed, and passed out.

I got out of bed. Lisa was there, snoring away. I grabbed some clothes, walked into the bathroom next door, and turned on the shower. I got naked, tossed my body wash into the shower, and got in. I was lathering up, and I heard Lisa get out of bed. “Oh my GOD!” She galloped across the hall, knocked on the door, and opened it, no lock guarding my way. “That was awesome Joe!”

“You mind?”

I didn’t hear the door close, rather she was undressing herself. “Lisa?”

She got into the shower, nude. “What—Lisa!”

She was so hot. Her tits were better than I had ever imagined, perfectly in between too much and too little. Her ass was amazing too, which I had noticed before. I had never been too concerned with because she was my best friend. I was erect already.
“Dude. Really? We’re friends.” Lisa said, anotice to my erection.
“You’re hot. Sorry.”
“Aww. Let me help.”
“Whaaa—“

She lubed up my dick with Old Spice body washed, and started to beat me off under the water. She wasn’t too bad, and she started to finger herself.

“Lisa?”
“What? It’s only a handy. What’s wrong with that? I had to repay for last night. That was the best thing ever.”

She picked up the pace. I straightened up, and grunted. I was close.

“Shit, Sh—fu—nearly—there.”

She slowed down gradually, and stopped. She pushed me to the back of the shower, and bent over. She wanted to fuck.

“Lisa, are you sure?”
“Do you trust me?”
“Fuck you. Honestly? Have you had sex before?”
“No.”
“Well it’s gonna hurt then. Did you break yourself already?”
“Maybe. With a vibrator.”
“And I’m the bad guy with the pocket toy.”

I rubbed my dick up and down her slit, and eased in a bit.

“Are you sure?”
“You’re in already, go for it.”

I pushed in, and gained a rhythm. I went in and out. She was so hot and tight, it was ten times better than the toy. She started to fuck back, and I could not take my eyes off her ass. It was the best ass ever. I slowed and gained pace randomly, and she squealed when I went in fully. She rolled her hips a bit, which was so hot.

“You’re so good at this.” I said.
“Porn helps.” She replied.

I grabbed her hips harder gained more pace, and inched closer and closer to coming.

“Where do you want me to come?”
“Don’t.”

She stopped, got out of the shower, and grabbed a towel.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“Come on.”

She lay across the floor mat, legs up. I got out, stepped in between her legs, dried up, and kneeled. I centered her, lined myself up, and reentered. I put my hands on the floor near her shoulders. I looked her dead in the eyes, and she shut them, whispered a coo, and gasped. I started kissing her neck, sucked on her nipples, and kissed her where I could, besides her lips. I brought my head back up, started pumping harder, and asked, “Where?”

“Just do it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Come on, don’t be a puss.” She shot back.

I sped up to full speed, and exploded. My cum excited her so much she came right after I did. The rush on my dick felt great. It was the greatest orgasm I had ever experienced. “Wow.” She said.

We both stood up, and grabbed our clothes. I gave her my new shirt and underpants, and put my shorts on. I grabbed her shoulder from behind, turned her around, and kissed her, finally.


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April awoke to the sound of a winter wind blowing outside her window. She shivered a little at the sound, then sat up and took a couple deep breaths. To her relief, she didn’t cough and her lungs felt more or less clear. After checking her temperature to confirm that her fever was gone, April jumped out of bed and stretched.“It’s over,” she said aloud to the empty room, “That fucking disease is really over.”April had been bedridden for most of the last month. It had begun with a nasty flu and...

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Christmas Angel

Melinda and her husband Mike used to go all out at Christmas time, decorating every inch of the house, inside and out. It was her favorite holiday. One of the traditions Melinda brought from her childhood was the family setting up the tree the first Sunday of December. Nowadays it was not just their kids, but grandkids as well. The sounds of children giggling, a serenade of Christmas melodies, make that day extra special. This year however just wasn’t the same, because her husband divorced her...

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Christmas Love

2003 © Thank you Angel for all your wonderful help. It was a long five hour drive from the hospital. Seven year old Tim had bee n a constant visitor with his father, going there to see his mother since she had been diagnosed with cancer last spring. Tonight was Christmas Eve, and it was snowing very hard. They had to get home before Santa came. Tim was very excited about Christmas, even though his mother wouldn't be home. Spending the day with he r had helped young Tim a lot. They took...

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Christmas Love

A big thank you to Tigerjen for taking time out of her busy schedule to edit my story at the last minute… And I mean the last minute! * * * * * It was a long five hour drive from the hospital. Seven year old Tim, and his father had been doing it since his mother had been diagnosed with cancer, last spring. Tonight was Christmas Eve, and it was snowing very hard. They had to get home before Santa came. Tim was very excited about Christmas, even though his mother wouldn’t be home. Spending the...

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Christmas Cums

Dear Diary, Well, this has been another interesting Christmas for me, it is the seventh anniversary of my parents death, my seventh Christmas without a family. I didn't expect much for Christmas; only a few friends here at College know my story. The ones that had money and could afford them gave me presents. I got three or four small things, nothing major or worth mentioning and I gave my friends presents that I could afford. I did my usual bit for humanity by working in a soup kitchen and...

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Dot Dorothea and Dick

Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...

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Christmas Cookies

Chapter One Twenty-eight days before Christmas I found myself in a remote, fortified camp in what seemed to be a million miles from nowhere. I am Lieutenant Eric Steiger, United States Navy, and I command a mixed unit of Marines and Navy SEALs. Our mission is to gather intelligence on arms being transported from Iran into Afghanistan. ‘Hey, Lieutenant. The supply helo is about ten minutes out. Do you have anything that needs to go back to headquarters?’ Chief Petty Officer Thomas Kincaid...

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Christmas on Duty

Christmas On Duty Copyright Oggbashan December 2012Minor edit December 2013The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. *************************************************Our office party was set for Christmas Eve...

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Christmas Climaxes

Step dad, mum and college lass: Everything under a Christmas tree should be opened with relish and delight....Some may say I’m lucky, others who share the same birthday as me, will take a different view. My birthday falls on Christmas Day. Yet here I was getting up excited and very early on Christmas morning just turned eighteen. I was prepared as usual for the ‘single double’ present that covered both birthday and Christmas. But at least it was under a tree. The tree I had helped decorate with...

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Christmas on Duty I have to work Why does she

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Christmas at Thanatos Manor

Christmas at Thanatos Manor – Part One Dear Reader. Here's a cruel and depraved little confection to brighten yourholiday season. So put down the ribbons and wrapping paper and spend a fewminutes with the members of the Thanatos Society as they gather at the Manorto celebrate Christmas. Like most of my tales, this one is not for the faintof heart. If you would like to let me know what you think of this story, youmay contact me at [email protected] Cerberus A leather-clad chauffeur...

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Ghost of Statum ShoresChapter 7

Jim and Jackie returned to find their pictures had been developed. She and Jim impatiently open the pictures in front of the store clerk. Jackie was shaking. The pictures were blurry and some of them were under-exposed. The other pictures showed some trees and the trail heading up from the river where the woman stood, but she did not appear on the film. Looking with despair and discouragement, Jackie and Jim went back to Statum Shores. Jackie and Jim sat down by the oak tree and wondered...

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Christmas Visitor

That was the awkward Christmas. I had come back from my sophomore year at college, visiting my parents for a few days — the first time I felt like a visitor in the house I grew up in. My younger brother, Randy, had accepted an invitation to go skiing with some cousins, a trip that my other obligations made impossible for me. His absence turned the time with my parents a bit more claustrophobic. Then, with only me and my parents in the house, they decided on a table-top Christmas tree instead of...

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Christmas Angel1

However, the coming Friday was Christmas. Instead of celebrating, she would spend the day sleeping late, enjoying a TV dinner, while watching one of her old taped movies, like “Gone with the Wind.” Or so she thought, the phone rang. When she answered it, it was her mother. She was calling to invite Melinda to come home for Christmas, after all she was only forty miles away. As usual, mom wouldn’t take no for an answer. “But Mom, I don’t feel like celebrating, it brings back too many...

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Christmas Story Two

Christmas Story Two Here Kitty Kitty I was away at college during the holidays. My mother was home all alone, since dad had died earlier in the year. I didn’t have the money or anyway to get home so mom would have to face this first Christmas all alone. I missed being home for Thanksgiving and my roommate knew it. He tried to comfort me, he tried to get me drunk, and he even tried to get me laid too. As it got closer to Christmas I told him that my mother had been born on...

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Christmas On Duty

Copyright Oggbashan December 2012 Minor edit December 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. ************************************************* Our office party was set for Christmas Eve starting...

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Christmas Carol

I loathe Christmas. In fact I loathe any prescribed festivity which obliges one to feign good will towards people one is at best indifferent to at all other times. Christmas is especially vile since the people most likely to go into a huff over the gift you’ve bought them are those who have spent weeks telling you, “It’s the thought that counts.” And you can’t go shopping without being force fed trite sentiment masquerading as music, much as turkeys are twice-stuffed, alive and dead. I said as...

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Christmas Magic Pt 1

It’s Christmas Eve and you’d think I’d be happy and excited for tomorrow, but to me, it’s just another day. My foster guardians, I’m certainly not going to call them parents, don’t give a shit about Christmas. Rick McCray and his rotten tooth wife Caroline, who are supposed to be my guardians will most likely spend their Christmas all strung out on crack. Rick deals but also uses and Caroline only uses. Crack’s not the only drug they ingest. They’ll take anything they can get. Crack’s just...

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