Room 419 part one
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The Universe is a truly AMAZING place. It offers countless sources of beauty, wonder and excitement. It has a depth of ... I'm sorry, but you'll never understand; your minds are WAY too small. But take it from me, you're living in an awesome creation.
You'll have to take it from me because I'm not letting you follow me. I've already adjusted the laws of physics so the W-Dimension synchronization process is weaker. Partly because I want the dimensions to be able to diverge more so I can see what happens when the ideas I have are put into action, and partly because I don't want you to follow me. The Universe isn't big enough for two gods, let alone millions of them. My path to godhood is now closed to 'everyone', whether human or any other minded species. Joining me in godhood will be by invitation only.
Fictional stories usual end with: " ... and they lived happily ever after." This is my autobiography though. There are a few similarities, but there are mostly differences between this and stories:
The "they" is a terribly inaccurate simplification. In most stories, "they" is a guy and a girl. For me, it's not even a guy and several girls. There are trillions of me and hundreds of billions of my loved ones, many of whom don't know it yet as I'm only just starting to contact them. That's a LOT of "they"!
The "lived happily" will be accurate because I'll be making sure of that. There will be a lot of living and much happiness for my loved ones and me.
The "ever after" is an understatement, as it will be "forever after."
By far the most profound difference between this autobiography and fictional stories is that this is my Genesis. We've reached the end of my ascendancy, but only the very beginning of my godhood. This document is ending but my fun is only just beginning.
I'm not going to be content to walk off into the sunset. I can make my own planets and suns, and I aren't going to be satisfied by a simple stroll along one of them toward the other - I have FAR bigger plans. The Universe is mine and there are SO many options for what I can do with it. There are a finite number of w-dimension instances, about a trillion of them which contain human life on Earth and quite a few that don't although they don't interest me much at the moment. Each dimension is billions of light-years across, so I have a HUGE playground. With a bit of preparation I can even trigger the Universe to create fresh w-dimensions, initiating what you currently think of as the Big Bang in each of them. They'd take a long time to coalesce enough to be useful. I'll have the time, but I have no use for fresh dimensions yet. Maybe later.
My future will consist of activities on four levels, from the very large scale down to the smallest:
I am the GOD OF THE UNIVERSE! Its galaxies down to its atoms, and certainly including its creatures, are all in my domain. The Universe contains a huge number of intelligent alien species and far more unintelligent ones. I have power over them all, but I have yet to use that power for anything other than starting to get to know them. I'm choosing to do that slowly simply because it's much more fun that way. One thing I have plenty of is time.
There is one tiny volume of the Universe where I already know enough to immediately start intervening. I don't have to study humanity before deciding if anything needs to be done as I've got a list that I've already started acting on, plus I have a large number of ideas that I want to try out. Humanity is in for some surprises. Expressed more elegantly: I am ready to start guiding humanity toward a better future. I'm not sure what "better" actually means, but I intend to start finding out. I've got quite a few opinions about what it isn't, and I'll be acting to get rid of some of those immediately.
At this point of my life - the end of my ascendancy and beginning of my godhood - my loved ones are uppermost in my thoughts. ALL that is good in my life was made possible because of them, and I will very much enjoy rewarding them for that. Death can't claim me now, and I will prevent it claiming my loved ones too, for as long as they wish. I will be ensuring that they have very long, very happy and extremely interesting lives.
I will also ensure that I have an EXTREMELY interesting life. I now have access to a phenomenal amount of information and can perform an incredible amount of thinking, but I am still young so have much to learn about how to think, how to gain maturity, how to grow into my responsibilities, etc. Having said that, I am also looking forward to having a lot of fun along the way - if a god can't enjoy himself, who can? That's not a facetious comment. A god CAN have fun. Apart from anything else, if my fun causes problems, I have the power to fix them.
In terms of the first of the above bullet points, I have very recently been sending hundreds of billions of my minds out into the Universe to begin learning about it. I can jump my minds directly to specific places, such as where alien minds are, but I want to explore physical space too. I've always been interested in science fiction and now I'm living it by boldly sending billions of my minds where no human mind has gone before. They are already providing me with many wondrous experiences, but I am not yet knowledgeable enough to interact with alien species. I'm sure that I'll become an actively involved god as letting nature blindly take its course seems a very poor process, not to mention a boring one. Guiding the Universe intelligently seems much better. Universe-wide unguided evolution will be allowed to have some influence, but I don't think I'll let it dominate the future. I have the advantage of being in control of many dimensions, so if Species A wipes out Species B in one dimension, I can ensure that B survives in others, just in case B later develops into something that makes me proud that I saved them. If they make me proud enough, I can re-seed the dimensions they were earlier wiped out of. However, discussing such activities is getting ahead of myself and they aren't suitable topics for this, my Genesis.
The rest of this chapter and the next will mostly be about the second level listed above: your new god's interactions with humanity. As fascinating as the entire Universe is, humanity currently has the greatest meaning to me, so you'll be receiving a great deal of my attention. I can have as much "attention" as I want merely by creating new minds, so I can guarantee that I won't be too busy to make my presence felt on many of your Earths. It'll be fun to see how different ideas of mine play out. Some of them won't please many people, especially because my actions will sometimes be pretty damned unmysterious, but you'll have to get used to whatever changes I make in your dimension. Humanity is under new management and I don't like many of the usual ways of doing things. One thing's for sure, my approach will be very different than that of whatever figment of imagination you last thought was your god, as I'll actually be doing things.
After the next chapter, most of the rest of my autobiography will be describing the start of my new interactions with my loved ones, that being the third bullet point above. They're very important to me so I have very many thoughts about them. As you'll read, my ideas for my loved ones will naturally sometimes overlap with our interactions with the rest of humanity, often in unusual ways.
The fourth bullet point above is about me. As I'm common to all the other points, you'll pick up plenty about my intentions from the chapters devoted to those discussions, so there are only a few specific comments about me in the final chapter.
Before I start listing specific ideas and plans that I have, I'll make clear that there's one major principle that's going to guide my actions more than any other: variety. I've already mentioned that I've weakened the W-Dimension synchronization process in part to permit greater variation across dimensions. Some of those variations will be the result of random chance, but many of them will come from deliberate choices and manipulations of mine; initially just on Earths, but eventually throughout the entire Universe. There are three reasons for that:
It'll be a lot more fun for me. I have prodigiously expanded my minds' capacities so we can follow each others activities, even though there are more than two trillion of us so far. I obviously don't want us to do the same thing two trillion times! It is far more fun to do many, many different things simultaneously.
I don't know what I'm doing. I'm new to this godhood business and I have a lot to learn. I'd hate to wipe out human civilization or make other calamitous mistakes in every dimension at the same time - those sorts of mistakes are hard to recover from (not impossible, just annoyingly hard). I'm going to create a great deal of variation to make sure that all my eggs aren't in the same basket.
I have a suspicion that there is no possibility of knowing what the single "Right" approach is even for a god. Life is too complex, the future too unknown, and judgment too dependent on the perspective of the judge. To give a simple example, it would only take me a second to double the life expectancies of all humans. Would doing that be a Good thing or a Bad thing? At first thought it seems Good. Think about it some more and you'll see that it has some very serious problems and would also cause a great deal of harm, from retirement homes going into bankruptcy, to the risk of massive population explosions in many countries leading to runaway pollution, resource depletion, religious riots, civilization collapse, etc. I will, however, guess that it'd probably do more good than harm, in which case should I wave my hand and make human life expectancy 20 times longer? Or 200 times? Or 2,000,000 times? I don't know the answers to these questions. I have innumerable options open to me, many of which interact with each other, but if I can't tell how much to change a single aspect of human life, how can I possibly tell whether a thousand changes will work together beneficially or not? What I can do is try lots of things in different dimensions, see which ideas or combinations of ideas give poor or good results, and make the necessary adjustments throughout the Universe. I'm going to be a "By the seat of my pants" kind of god, as opposed to the type that thinks He's infallible right from the get go. I will often be authoritative though; you shouldn't forget that.
Let me start by saying that what follows are just my initial thoughts. I've only been a god for a few minutes and it's going to take quite a lot longer than that for me to get used to my new status. I will admit that some of my initial ideas are silly and possibly even childish, nonetheless they are my ideas and as the purpose of this autobiography is to help you understand your new god, I'm going to describe them. Feel free to laugh at them or me if you wish - I'm not a god who's going to be offended by that. If I tell you to do something then you'd better do it, but you're free to hold whatever opinion of me you want. Heck, I don't even care if you worship false idols, making me probably the first god in human history to have that attitude.
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In some w-dimensions, I'll do nothing other than post my autobiography on your internet and wait to see how humanity chooses to react to it. If you're reading this, then the ball's in your court. I'm not even going to tell you what the game is, although it's a safe bet that it's not football.
The dimensions in which I do this will mostly be those in which Mark Anderson never achieved anything noteworthy, so mostly where he remained single-minded or zero-minded (dead) until very recently. In accordance to my overarching "Variety Principle", in some dimensions I'll put a kind of low-level fog in people's minds so they'll be unable to notice that any of their reality confirms any of this story, so those humanities will be uninfluenced in their decisions, and belief in me will be a matter of faith, which amuses me. In other dimensions, I'll allow small similarities to be noticed, and in yet other dimensions the only restraint I'll put on people will be to stop them annoying my loved ones. In some of these dimensions I might decide that "Time's up!" and I'll sort the unbelievers from the winners. That'll happen at different times in different dimensions so some of them won't be for hundreds or even thousands of years, if ever, but some will be only weeks from now.
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One thing I want to do a lot of, in many different ways to maximize my enjoyment, is to pursue a career as a scientist. Julia, Prof and I have talked about this a great deal over the last year or so, and we're all looking forward to it very much. Being left free to pursue many different versions of that career is a large part of the reason why I want us to have low-key lives in so many dimensions. Where "low-key" includes being known as the world's greatest scientist. Compared to be known as the Universe's god, being a hundred times greater than Einstein is low key.
I'm going to advance humanity in many different ways across the dimensions. In some the advances will be biological, in others "physical" (as in Physics. I'm not sure why "biology" goes to "biological" easily, but "physics" takes on a new meaning when it becomes "physical". I guess English must have some faults. Maybe I should do something about that). Getting humanity into space is my most eagerly anticipated ambition. As a god I could do that trivially easily - it's as simple as materializing easily used spaceships in parking lots all over the planet - but I want to do it 'normally'; as if I really was a scientist making breakthroughs and developments. Julia, Prof and I will enjoy that. We've got all the time in the world, and even beyond that, so there's no great hurry, except from our impatience to enjoy it.
Being a god takes all the challenge out of that, but I'll create some Marks with restricted abilities to understand the Universe - say with the equivalent of thirty two minds - so they'll have to do their own R&D. I'll let them have their own grapevine so they can externally network, as I'd been so looking forward to. All the Full Marks will share the Restricted Marks' emotions, so we'll enjoy their lives. I'll be creating all sorts of different Marks - some of them VERY different - so we can all enjoy a multiplicity of different lives.
One thing I will use my godhood for in most of these dimensions is to make sure that the advances those Marks make will be implemented in ways that prevent governmental interference (only in "most dimensions" as my Variety Principle requires me to allow some humanities the opportunities to fuck up if they choose to. Who knows, maybe some of those dimensions will surprise me by excelling). Because I believe that Government interference would be contrary to the best interests of humanity, in most dimensions I'll be restricting or rendering impotent its involvement in Julia's and my companies' successes. In each of these dimensions, we'll have a research and commercialization company that will be very successful, become very rich and powerful, and will develop and control some wonderful technologies. Before too many more years, those technologies will enable our company to get into space and set up self-sufficient operations "out there", despite the Government's interference and desire for control. I'm sure it'll try VERY hard to wrest control of our company's technologies and operations from us, and I'm even more sure that we'll have a lot of fun frustrating its attempts. The Restricted Marks may or may not know it, but they'll have God on their side and actively spying on every one of my enemies, so the goodies are certain to win in the end, and in ways that often show up the Government's immorality.
It's going to be a great deal of fun to do an end run around the Government of the magnitude I've got in mind: light-years. Except when I allow otherwise for experimental purposes as part of my Variation Principle, the US's and all the Earth's other governments will be left behind impotently on Earth while humanity expands outward under the management of Julia's and my company. We'll be acquiring and using all the 'astronomical' resources, making all the First Contacts, dealing with all the alien species including acquiring their technologies, introducing them - the new technologies and the aliens themselves - to Earth, all as if the US Government was irrelevant. It'll be many millions of wonderful adventures for us, offering us many millions of possibilities for how we do it in different dimensions. Even just how we govern humanity starting from its expansion through to its creating innumerable settlements throughout our galaxy offers many interesting possibilities.
With inspiration and methodologies supplied by all the Universe's many alien species, there are some VERY weird but extremely useful biological advances that I could pretend to invent, taking humanity in directions completely unforeseen. That'd be a lot of fun too, especially because the religious bigots will have their (lack of) feathers very badly ruffled by it. I've never understood why so many people get so rabid at the thought of humans being genetically modified. To me it seems like an excellent idea to make ourselves more physically and mentally capable, and diversification is nearly always beneficial in itself, if only by making life more interesting. Isn't life more interesting because we have two sexes? So wouldn't three or more be even better? How about branching humanity into several species? There are lots of interesting possibilities.
One biological advance that I will apparently be quickly discovering or acquiring from aliens in many dimensions, is the secret to immortality. If that is publicly known to exist, then all my loved ones and I can openly live forever. It would be particularly useful to give that to Prof and Vanessa before too many more years, although there are many other ways to keep them alive, as you'll read later.
It's extremely easy for me to grant anyone immortality: it just needs me to repair and tune their body properly, memorize it, and from time to time move their mind into a fresh reproduction of the snapshot, disposing of the old body in the usual way: I turn it into energy and send it to the Dark Energy reservoir. [By the way, there is no such thing as Dark Matter in the sense that there's Dark Energy. Your scientists talk about it, and they are failing to find some of the Universe's matter, but they'll either find it eventually or find the errors in their calculations.]
Despite immortality being so easy, I don't expect that many people will get it. As will nearly always be the case with everything I'm going to be doing, there will be variations across the dimensions because that's more interesting, will teach me more about how to steward humanity, and it maximizes my chance of finding what works well - so in a few dimensions I'll make more people immortal, and in a few cases, everyone.
I once told a reporter off for thoughtlessly using the word "immortal", which is a mistake I've just made myself. Giving it proper thought, I can implement immortality in different ways: bodies truly do become indestructible or are maybe easily replaced, or maybe they'd only be safe from diseases and decay, or maybe bodies remain exactly as they are now but their owners' minds are immortal, such as by having the mind of a just-died body appear in the next baby to be born. I'll try them all and other variations a few times. You don't know enough about how my new level of abilities work to imagine how I'd do what I'm talking about, but how I could stage-manage those things will become clear from later examples of my interactions with humanity.
To use our biological development company as an example for how I could introduce immortality, what will happen is that Julia's and my company will accidentally stumble on the immortality formula, will give it to ourselves and our loved ones, and will publicly announce it. Using my godly powers I can easily arrange for the CIA, FBI, or some such agency - I don't really care which of them gets the blame - to raid our lab. Heck, I could have three different agencies launch missions on the same night and have them meet and attack each other, turning their operations into a comedic clusterfuck. During the raid(s), the Government's illegal heavy handedness will result in critical data and samples being destroyed, and it will subsequently prove impossible to reproduce the formula.
Meanwhile Prof's and Vanessa's bodies will have become amazingly youthful and all my loved ones will be in superb physical condition, forever. I'll give interviews in which I'll say, "Oh well, what a pity for the rest of humanity that our government acted so illegally. The voters of this country really should do something about reforming the political system so that sort of thing doesn't happen again." Unlike our first lawsuit against the DHS and CIA when my lost immortality was only a possibility, it'll be very interesting to see how the public react when they think they TRULY did miss out on being immortal and the proof of that is walking around in extremely healthy bodies among them. I can even make them so apparently healthy that if I allowed assassins to kill them, they'd heal and come back to life.
Or the restricted access to immortality can be achieved by aliens arriving on Earth, publicly appear and inquire who the world's greatest scientist is (that'll be me by then). They'll quickly discover who and where I am, then zip across to my home before the Government has had time to arrange to fuck it up. I'll do this at a time that all my loved ones are at home and with a news team handy. The alien saucer will arrive, an alien will emerge, my whole family will greet it, and it'll offer me a dozen or so vials of immortality elixir to be given to whoever I want, as a no-strings-attached gift to humanity. I'll immediately pass them out to my loved ones and we'll chug them down in front of the camera before anyone can interfere. The alien will wave its tentacles goodbye, leave, and my loved ones and I will live forever. Thus the world will see a justification for our long lives, allowing us to live them openly. Some or all of our descendants would inherit immortality too. I imagine our descendants will gain benefits in proportion to their quality of character, but that remains to be seen; I'm flexible about issues like that, especially as I imagine my descendants' mothers will have strong opinions on the matter.
It might be fun to have various numbers of spare vials in some dimensions, just to see what happens. I'd fill them with some very exotic liquids - for which there are many sources throughout the Universe - to disguise their being irrelevant.
Or as a third completely different approach, Archangel Michael can return and grant immortality to all my loved ones.
Whatever the initial scenario is, I'm sure there'll be all sorts of crap we'll have to put up with. I'll hide the godly interventions I'll have to make to keep us safe, and eventually the public will cool down. Even if we have crap for several years, being able to openly live forever will be worth it. I haven't yet explained how powerful I am. You'll understand more about that later, but for now take it from me that I can EASILY keep us safe. I can even manage the situation so it doesn't spiral out of control, for example, I can prevent another batch of evil CIA scientists kidnapping any of my loved ones to experiment on, and do it in such a way that no one will get suspicious. If necessary, I can simply edit their memories of any suspicious events.
That should be enough examples to give you the idea that our lives have a huge number of fascinating, bizarre and even silly - but not without value - options. Living forever, being able to try of all sorts of ideas in different dimensions, our being protected by a god with awesome powers, etc., permit a near-infinity of interesting experiences.
I'm generally not an assertive guy. Even with the power and knowledge that I have now, that's still the case. Maybe that'll change in time, but for the foreseeable future my interventions will mostly be by way of creating reasons for people to change, rather than forcing them to change, or directly changing them myself by editing their minds. To illustrate the sort of approach I'm currently preferring, I'll mention something my experiences have made me very bitter about: government immorality. That's high on my list of things that need fixing. There are many ways to encourage governments to behave more morally, and I'm looking forward to trying many of them out on different Earths.
One way is for me to provide outsiders that point out problems, so in some w's I'll have aliens arrive on Earth. Sometimes they'll be real aliens, and sometimes fakes: nothing more than recently created weird bodies with my minds installed in them. The following is too childish but it'll give you the idea quickly: I could have a spaceship recognizably similar to Star Trek's Enterprise arrive in orbit around Earth, except it'll be crewed by aliens on a mission to go where no blurgy-thing has gone before. They could judge Earthmen in the highly moral tone used in the TV series, and find humanity sadly lacking. I expect there'd be lots of alien "tut-tutting" and sad shaking of heads (if I give blurgy-things heads and the ability to "tut" with them). It'd be fun to see how humanity reacts to having its appalling morals pointed out, and seeing an amazing opportunity disappear over the horizon at warp speed because humanity didn't measure up.
I wouldn't do anything so obviously fake, but there are many ways the same lesson could be imparted in a far more believable manner. Ambassadors of the Galactic Council could, after their fact-finding tour - during which they will have uncovered horrendous examples of massive government immorality in many countries - sadly tell the United Nations that Earth-people are too uncivilized to join the Galactic Federation. They'll suggest, "We'll stop by in another thousand years to check. You can apply again then if you believe you're moral enough, although based on what I've seen I doubt you ever will become civilized." If during their tour, the ambassadors had demonstrated technologies that people salivated for, which they took away when they left, then there'd be a great deal of motivation for change.
In some dimensions I'll experiment by providing some coercive motivation, such as by having an Ambassador state, "One of our rules is that when we contact newly space-capable species, they are protected for a period of time equivalent to 143.2 of your years. If you have not proved yourself civilized enough to join the Federation by the expiry of that time, then its protection will be removed. Federation rules will no longer constrain how our member species interact with yours. Some of them are very aggressive and you would probably find yourselves being treated in ways similar to those in which you treat the animals of your planet. I suggest you try hard to civilize yourselves."
In some dimensions I'll use a shorter timeframe so that the children who are alive at the time of the Ambassador's visit will still be alive at the deadline, providing their parents with more motivation to force change. It'll be interesting to see how humanity responds, especially if the Ambassador uncovered a large list of very common human immoralities. They could be as wide-ranging as: "It's immoral of your religions to take money from people when there is no such thing as a God" (my tongue will be in my cheek for that one), through to things like, "All countries which are immorally occupying others should stop doing so." Given that all the world's largest countries are currently doing that, I wonder how they'll react, and how they'll handle the countries that fail to react. At another extreme, the Ambassador could comment, "It's immoral for your corporations to have profit as their goal rather than being beneficial to life on your planet." There are LOTS of possibilities to force people to examine humanity's current practices and to change them in positive ways.
In some other w's I'll be using a very different approach: I'll be declaring my godhood. That'll be another good way of pointing out people's immorality because that's what priests do most of the time. Sometimes I'll pretend to be another Jesus or even the Father himself. I think my assuming a Christian persona will probably be boring, but it's sort of obligatory, isn't it? Perhaps having some awe-inspiring, flaming angels flying around as my messengers might liven things up sufficiently, especially if they dress as blatantly as Archangel Michael did, regardless of their gender. Speaking of which, I might make myself a Black female in some dimensions, just for the fun of teasing narrow-minded people. Or perhaps even a hermaphrodite, to REALLY twist some panties.
I'm more looking forward to making my appearance in other guises. Allah should be enjoyable as I have a lot of respect for many of the Muslim values that were practiced several hundred years ago (I've read a lot of history, and many of the people's attitudes at that time were more praiseworthy than today's norm). Making my entrance by rising up out of the Black Stone of the Kaaba during the Haj, while sitting on a flying carpet, should get people's attention. I'll have to suppress the riot that would inevitably follow, but that'll be easy.
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Sunday, February 19, 2006 (Continued) For the moment, the ground floor looked ignorable, so I got back to the, "Cause Massive Destruction" task. I lowered myself back down to level 5, stopping there. I floated the clothes I wanted to me, getting dressed in them quickly, then fetched the wallet I was stealing as well as the loose cash I'd pilfered and stashed elsewhere. I left the security tag where it was for the moment, as I was going to be moving around too much for a while and didn't...
For the next two hours Deen simply jerked the life out his dick till he thought it would get disengaged from his crotch. He had seen his sexy Mom getting her breasts sucked and crushed by his younger brother while carrying on a conversation with his Dad. Her naked, well curved body was thoroughly felt and she had squeezed and mashed her dripping cunt to an orgasm in obscene horniness. The last lingering image of his juicy mother for his jerk off was of her heaving, voluptuous, fully exposed...
IncestHer husband’s disgusting behavior last night had left Manya more than just annoyed despite the fact that it facilitated some licentious sex for her neglected body. Now after being subjected to some cursory kisses and gropes he had sped off, leaving her naked and anguished all over again. He never seemed to display the remotest tinge of remorse for having left her high and dry at his boss’ party and now showed absolute callousness in announcing that he was leaving that evening for a week. The...
IncestThe four youthful marauders left her door and Manya shut it with a mixed feeling. She was relieved that they left before her husband came out of the bath. Yet she felt a tingling in her loins and an ache in her breasts from all the pawing and mauling that she received with almost her full consent. The simultaneous pressure of four pairs of hands and one dick on her extra wholesome body under the pretext of festivity did its own things to her bodily responses and right now she had lost all the...
IncestWhile peeing, she let out a shudder of relief as some of the accumulated horniness found alternate release. But only some of it. Stepping out and in the same scant attire she moved to the main door to collect the morning milk. Opening the door, she bent to pick up the milk and in the process her full breasts spilled out to form a delectable cleavage. From the corner of her eye she saw the milkman’s bicycle parked in the compound and realized that he was still around and was perhaps waiting for...
The shrill morning alarm sent unruly bolts and waves into Manya's body as she stirred, opened her deep eyes and cast a sleepy glance towards the place next to her. Her eyes met with the not so inspiring sight of her still snoring husband Desh, cuddled up like an insecure c***d, his breath carrying the odour of liquor and his chest heaving in monotonous regularity. The 36 year old housewife sighed and shifted her full frame slowly out of the bed to begin another day. Clad in a thin white blouse...
Deen’s head was reeling and his heart was pounding. What he had seen shocked him to start with. He saw an unruly man, dark and powerful, manhandle his beautiful mother, pump into her pussy roughly, mash her fleshy body all over and finally spew his hot cum deep inside her belly. And all along she not only liked it but loved and craved for it. The fact that she didn’t mind going through it with her son in the house made his heart beat faster with the realization that his mom was indeed a lusty...
IncestThe shrill morning alarm sent unruly bolts and waves into Manya’s body as she stirred, opened her deep eyes and cast a sleepy glance towards the place next to her. Her eyes met with the not so inspiring sight of her still snoring husband Desh, cuddled up like an insecure child, his breath carrying the odor of liquor and his chest heaving in monotonous regularity. The 36 year old housewife sighed and shifted her full frame slowly out of the bed to begin another day. Clad in a thin white blouse...
IncestRead the previous story to get the full flow. Feedbacks to I received the call late night from Divya that day. She had just returned from her office duty, which included satisfying her company’s rich bosses and much needed customers. Me: Exhausted Divya? Divya: Damn those bastards. Three grim old men fucked me throughout the day Me: Any chance for me tonight? Divya: You brat, not today. You are ready for Manya? I had a busy day and I almost forgot about the proposal Divya told me in the...
Later that night... A very exhausted and a very satisfied Manya lay in bed as her son went to sleep with his head on her boobs and one finger in her ass. The experience with Prem was more than satisfying, and she was certain Deen was watching the entire scene. Her saree was wet when she wore it and she couldn't help but suck his sperm out of it. It tasted wonderful, sweet even. She couldn't wait to read what he would write in his diary tonight. The events of the day bothered her less and...
Amongst the raging beats of the overlapping songs from multiple Orleans pubs, amidst the varied lights and sights the city offered at this time of night, though the raging sea of humanity celebrating an old city, Shaniqua walked us both back to the hotel. She never moved more than a few millimeters from my side, pressing her large soft breasts against my upper arm the entire way. It was a bit awkward, especially if you aren't used to it, but it was an exquisite torture. Cate just kept...
The shrill morning alarm sent unruly bolts and waves into Manya’s body as she stirred, opened her deep eyes and cast a sleepy glance towards the place next to her. Her eyes met with the not so inspiring sight of her still snoring husband Desh, cuddled up like an insecure child, his breath carrying the odor of liquor and his chest heaving in monotonous regularity. The 36 year old housewife sighed and shifted her full frame slowly out of the bed to begin another day. Clad in a thin white blouse...
The young girl lay on the bed, mashing her boobs as if they were grapes. For a girl of 18, she was very well built; was the envy of all her classmates and most of her teachers. The fact that this was an all girls college did not stop her from experiencing the joys of sex with boys. In fact, she was well known in the campus as a girl who would let just about anyone fuck her. This reputation was bolstered by the knowledge that just a few months ago she had given birth to a healthy bouncy baby...
It did not take long for Tiger to recover, and his keen nose picked up the arousal of two bitches in the room. More than that, he picked up a delicious smell two feet from his nose on the floor where Manya had just been fucked just a short while ago. He reached over and start licking the ground to clean up any residual deposit and followed the smell to its source. Sana and Manya both stopped talking at this point and watched Tiger with their utmost attention and Sana, to her credit dropped...
This is a work of science-fiction in a general sense, and is not possible at all. All characters are made up, and are not based on any real persons dead or alive. All characters are of appropriate age in the story context. If this time of story is offensive to you please do not read it. * John was a special child growing up. He had always felt that he may have had ESP or something close to it. He always had this sense that he had been to places that he never been to before, and meet people...
‘That’s what I saw on the TV news just now. So maybe you’d better . . .’ ‘It’s Christmas Eve, Stella,’ Nadine answered, the stubbornness in her voice almost palpable. ‘Those guys were really cute, and I’ve never skied Winter Park before. Gotta do something to get out of here.’ ‘Yeah, well, if the snow really hits up there at Berthoud Pass, there wouldn’t be any skiing, they wouldn’t find you ’til spring,’ Stella said. She was fiddling with the crooked plastic Christmas tree in the corner of...
It’s been said that, once you've left, you can never go home again. I found that to be false. Last week, I returned to my home town to visit my baby sister, Fran. Fran and I are close, and we visit one another a couple of times a year, catch up on old times, and stay connected. After college, it seems we both returned home, living with siblings and parents until we got to the point of financial independence, even though we did it ten years apart. We also never married. For my part, I’m...
Quickie SexMichelle and I had been taken and decided to go to the adult theater. We went with a friend of ours Mike, Mike is a large gentleman of blk per suasion. Been our friend for years. We all met at the theater paid for our tickets wet to take a quick look at the toys and other marital aids. We wandered the ills looking and joking about the miss use of the things we saw but plugs big engulf to heart a rhino . Dill does so long and wide cant images any one that could take that. Dam thing look like a...
It was almost thirty years since I'd visited an Arcade or Adult Book Store, but I was in another city that wasn't afraid the "Adults" might want to see adult things or see Adult movies. I almost felt "dirty" like I did when I first discovered such places. I passed the store ,as another man was coming out catching just a glimpse of a rack of the inside displays. It was early evening and the area seemed saturated with way more people I was used to, at home I would be intimidated of maybe...
I was laying on my bed in my room. My TV was on, but I wasn't really paying that much attention.Truthfully, I was browsing the magazine in my hands. Not the one I appeared to be leafing through... that would be a 'Popular Photography', which was visible, camouflaging the true subject of my attention. Inside the Pop Photo, was the most recent copy of 'Mayfair'.I suppose I didn't really need to hide it. I was eighteen, and legally able to buy the magazine, but I also didn't need to stir the pot...
D?j? vu for a DrowChapter 1So far everything had gone to plan for Liavondra. Despite being unwilling to leave her free and unplanned life, she had agreed to her friend Alcala’s request for help. As a Drow she was not trusted by many, as her kin were notorious for their treacherous, violent ways. Lia was different though, and had striven to be different from all other Drow for centuries. Thus, when an infiltrator was needed for the Drow, she was the first and only choice. The mission had been s...
Now for the normal disclaimers, no kids (under 18), animals, blood, scat, or other extreme things are in this story. If I haven’t scared you off yet, read on and vote. Chapter 1 Suzanne was finishing another day at school. She was a first-grade teacher, and it had been a very long day. Most days she loved teaching, but today was particularly difficult. For some reason today, her kids, who were normally...
Brittany Rogers peered through the store's broad front windows, carefully inspecting each inch of the nearly deserted parking lot. Satisfied, she unlocked the door, set the alarm and slipped outside in the required thirty seconds. She locked both top and bottom locks and scurried towards her car. As she went, she nervously scanned the area, her head swiveling. Twice she turned and walked backwards a few steps to check behind her. Why had she stayed so late, she berated herself silently....
"Oh grandmother, I still can't believe it!" The young blonde haired woman exclaimed as she gushed with excitement. "Two days from now I'm going to be in Europe." "Well it's nothing that you don't deserve." The older woman smiled back. "I'm very proud of you, and all that you've accomplished." "I don't think Mother would agree with you on that." Jenny D'Angelo replied. "She thinks the entire trip is a colossal waste of money." "Your mother thinks everything is a waste of...
PART 1 My company had just relocated to brand new offices downtown in that fancy mega-complex that took up four city blocks. I had just parked my car on level B5 and rode the elevator up to the mezzanine level. So here I was Monday morning, with a map of the complex in hand. A lot of companies' hours are 8 to 5, but I was fortunate to work for a company that worked 9 to 5 and included our lunch hour for "free." At close to 9, the mezzanine was relatively sparse with a few people shopping in...
Sunday when I was pulling into the driveway I had another vision. I saw a bunch of motorcycles in front of the house. I knew that was bad news for sometime in the future. I figured it would be a good time to start building my war chest. I got my cell phone out and dialed the number I had been given in D.C. it was answered with, "6619." I said, "This is the Griz." "Is there a problem?" "Not right now, I think there will be." I related my vision. "What do you want us to do about...
On our way out of Illinois we stopped for the day tour of New Salem. New Salem is where Abraham Lincoln ran a general store and got his first law book and started studying to be a lawyer. It has been restored and is a general tourist trap, to see what life was like 150 years ago. You see Ox drawn carts and wagons. 'New Salem' makes you realize that you do not want to live life back then. We made a leisurely trip to Mt Rushmore. Mt. Rushmore is a very impressive scene. From the welcome...
As Tom and Betty got off the plane in Havana, the Minister of Communication met them. Senor and Senora Wilcox, "It is my pleasure to welcome you to Cuba. Your bags have been taken to the Hotel Tropicana. I am sure you will be very happy there. I have your transportation waiting outside." Once they were in the limo, "Senor, Senora Wilcox, I have been asked to request that you have a private dinner with the President tonight. He will send a car for you." Tom replied, "We will be...
The trip was over and everyone was get back into the swing. Suzy was going to school. The drive to her school was shorter from the new house than from her folks place. Joanne started to sue to get the rights back for my programs. Elizabeth and I decided to open an office away from the house to work from, just so the house was a home and not a place we worked from. We opened an office in Winter Park, about 15 minutes from Suzy's school. If anything happened and Suzy needed something we...
I got an invitation for my High School Reunion in Deland. I asked everyone what I should do about it, go or not go? Jeri and Elizabeth, both wanted to go they loved to dance. Corey said she wanted to go, Joanne decided to stay and keep an eye on Suzy. The girls had fun shopping for dresses. We went to the football game. This was the first time in over 30 years I had been back to Deland for any thing other than stopping to get something to eat or shopping at Wall Mart. I was surprised that...
Elizabeth and I had a lot of work for on Monday. Jeri had joined us for lunch at the 'Big Bite'. Since we had to wait for the hardware to arrive, we decided to leave early. It seemed like a nice day to be lazy by the pool. As we were driving home we drove past the house. We saw several motorcycles in the driveway and a few biker-carrying guns. None of the family was in sight. Suzy truck was in the driveway. We drove about a half a mile past the driveway, Jeri and Elizabeth changed cars....
Tom and Betty came home for Christmas. Suzy spent the holidays moving back and forth. Jenny came back for Christmas and I flew her family in from California. Since we had the room, I got Bill to bring down the family and Dad on Christmas, they could not take off until after Christmas Eve. This is the first Family Reunion at Christmas our family had had for years. Rick told everyone that he was planning on going in the Army. He is supposed to leave in April for Basic Training. He was going...
I was hearing someone call me, "Mister, hey Mister are you alright? You just lay right there. The ambulance will be here in a few minutes. You had me scared." Setting up, I find that I am at the 7-11 where I bought my winning Lottery ticket. I asked, "What is going on?" The store clerk responded with a worried look, "Mister you were standing in front of the door, and some kid came running in and knocked you down, you passed out. That dumb kid took off. I called 911, they said that when...
Monday, April 18, 2005 (Continued) Dinner was very welcome as I had forgotten to have my usual post-school snack. I had just established a good rhythm when Carol told Mom and Dad, "Oh, by the way, tomorrow at school I'm going start telling people that I'm a lesbian and Julia is my bi lover. We'll start holding hands and kissing in public." #1: #4:
Monday, June 20, 2005 (Continued) The last few chapters have featured Savannah more than she deserved. Despite all the words I've written about her, I really only spent a few minutes talking to her. I spent longer talking to some of the other individual girls, but they were generally straightforward and honest, so needed little comment here. They'd come here to meet me, were happy to be in my company, and were perfectly happy to make no pretense about it. The sight of my body in its...
Tuesday, April 19, 2005 I woke at my usual time and noticed that Donna appeared to be still sleeping. I got up and stood by her bed. My proximity sense confirmed it, but as it nearly get-up time I bent down and kissed her cheek until she woke. A good start to the day for her, I thought. It only took half a dozen kisses before her eyes were fully open, and she said, "Good morning, darl... , Mark." "Good morning, darl, Donna." "{Giggle}." I offered, "I had a good night's sleep....
Monday, June 20, 2005 (Continued) I've written many words to describe events at the swimming pools, but nothing about what some people would consider the raison d'être of the Aquatic Center: swimming. My visit was much more about bikinis, but I did do some swimming, so I'll mention that briefly now. Even before we'd arrived at the Center, it'd occurred to me that there might be pretty girls wearing bikinis here, and therefore I should try to impress the bikini bottoms off them. I had...
Tuesday, April 19, 2005 (Continued) I loaded my bag with what schoolwork I wanted to do tonight, then headed to the DMV. Corvallis being a small place, it didn't take long for me to jog there. It didn't seem to take any energy either, even with a backpack on. As a little experiment, I tried running at my optimal rate, and the extra weight did cause fatigue to build up, forcing me to reduce my pace significantly. Apparently there are some rational aspects to how I break the laws of physics...
Monday, June 20, 2005 (Continued) Not long before we left, one of the girls asked, "When can we do this again, Mark?" Obviously she wasn't one of my regulars, or she would've asked Julia. I threw caution to the wind by taking a shot at answering it myself, "I'm busy tomorrow, because that's when I'm hoping to buy my new car." Actually it was Julia who was doing the hoping. I was too conflicted to "hope" to buy a new car. I liked the cars we'd been testing, but I didn't like the...
Tuesday, April 19, 2005 (Continued) Dinner was a great success. How could it not be? Carol was beaming with pride at having cooked it so successfully, and I lavished her with praise when my mouth wasn't full. Either situation made her happy, and me too. Carol said, "I think I can cook this by myself now, especially if I get Julia or Donna to help me." I wasn't going to criticize that comment at all. Carol's chicken cooking ability put her above petty concerns such as logic. I regaled...
Monday, June 20, 2005 (Continued) I'd called Mom before Aikido to tell her, "I'll be staying the night at the Williams' as I want to show Julia something first thing in the morning." I headed to Julia's after Aikido. As I walked toward the front door, I was amused to see a multitude of female heads through the kitchen window. Julia met me at the door, laughingly telling me the explanation. Soon after I'd left for Aikido, Vanessa had called my mom to say they had too much food, and...
Tuesday, April 19, 2005 (Continued) Robert, Julia, Carol and I were going bowling, but not before Prof had a few words, "Have you driven at night before, Mark?" Not even in the dimension where #3 and #4 had got their license, as they hadn't had it long enough before merging away to be allowed to drive at night. "Not on roads, no. In a parking lot to show Dad I could drive, after dinner here a while ago. I don't expect any problems though." "Let's be safe anyway. Robert, you sit in...
Monday, June 20, 2005 (Continued) When Majella, Gina and Leanna were gone, Vanessa suggested, "Clean up, then coffees," so we all returned to the kitchen. Vanessa divided up what dishes were ready, leaving two pots cooking for longer, then we all started cleaning up. It didn't take us long, especially with my helping so eagerly, in a pathetic attempt to look good for Mom. Conversation was entirely food related, which I'd normally think was great, but just made waiting for the axe to...
Tuesday, June 21, 2005 I woke after the usual 2.5 hours, had a snack bar, shut my eyes again, created a sight blob, sent it through to the study, where seven of my minds created a fingertip each for the scrolling keyboard, and we started studying. Other than a couple of snack breaks, that's how we spent the morning. It was a very successful test, especially because we didn't hit a gap in our knowledge that we had to google, so we didn't need to do any extensive mouse work. One of my...
Tuesday, April 19, 2005 (Continued) "Mark!" "Sorry Prof, what was that?" Prof asked, "We set your study up for you to study in it, so why would we get grumpy at your doing so?" "Huh? Oh, that's right. If I woke you up at 2:15 every morning to let me in. Wouldn't you lock your frontdoor before you went to sleep?" "Of course, but you don't need to wake us. We'll give you a key and you can come and go as you please. You might as well have a key now, so I'll give you our spare...
Wednesday, June 22, 2005 I had my pre-breakfast at home, then drove to the Williams'. I physically went to the study, but used a large sight blob (large, to collect enough light to see with) to check on Julia and Carol. They were lying close together in bed. Their wearing nightwear ruined my fantasy of their getting hot and sweaty with each other before they'd slept, but I guess my life can't be like some cheap porn story all the time. Studying was enjoyable, as usual, especially the...