Reunion of Friends and Foes
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I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
All I could think of while in jail was getting hold of Mark and beating him till he was near death. As far as Amy was concerned, I had no idea what would happen between us. My first thought was to embarrass her to no end and then divorce her. The only problem was that I still loved her. Since Brent wouldn't take me to the airport I took a cab. He kept telling me how sorry Amy was and that I should talk to her, but I didn't want to listen to either of them. I told him to tell Amy to go to...
A story written in a kind of ‘she thought and did/he thought and did’ fashion… alternating paragraphs. It starts slow but builds… hope you like it. The story… ***** He’s my best friend and has been since we were kids. He used to fix my bike and I’d help him deliver papers in the mornings. We went all the way through school and are still best friends ten years later. We’ve never gone out and we’ve neither been married and we’ve each had a lot of friends and a few lovers and we’re still...
The thing that struck her most was the passage of time. Driving through town on a warm summer afternoon, wondering if she knew this person or that person. That's when it hit her- it had been 15 years since she had cruised these streets, laughing and carrying on and doing all the things that teenagers do.Of course, back then she didn't have a car, and didn't have the perspective of college, work, the outside world. Still, it struck her just how long it had been since her school days.The reunion...
Reunion Nightmare by Cindy Johnson [email protected] Free Audio MP3 version available Positive reviews welcome ?? Oh God, no. Please tell me she didn't just bring this up in front of the entire family, and my wife. My stupid, drunk sister spilled our family secret, and now everyone is looking at me giggling. It was our semi-annual family reunion. The entire family comes to Chicago to meet every two years from all over the country. We usually have over 50 people attend the...
Chapter 1 Ron and Janet Ellis had quietly put out the word 5 years after the first members of The Group had graduated from high school that there would be a 5-year reunion in their home on a Saturday evening in January. They figured with the cold weather and it not being a high school basketball game night, there would be little awareness that the first members of the Group were getting back together again to renew old relationships and to enjoy being with each other sexually once again. The...
Reunion Party Hostess Back when we were still in college Kelly and I knew a guy who worked for a catering company. They would stage different types of parties like holiday business parties, class reunions and such. This guy would be in charge of hiringus college k**s to work as waiters, busboys and bartenders. Kelly and I would often work as hostesses for some of theseparties. It was easy work and we always got paid in cash under the table. I want to tell you about the time we were...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
The next couple of months went by faster than I had hoped. Katherine moved in with me, and put her condo up for sale. Her ex was a real scumbag, and spent a good part of her money before filing for divorce from her. Then he got awarded alimony because she worked more than him, and made more money. Luckily for her, it was set for five years max, or until he got remarried. Katherine flew out to Montreal a month after moving in. We talked on the phone a lot, Skyped, and texted for the next...
Cindy left early the next morning to get home, and watch her siblings. I sat on the back porch with my coffee, and pulled out my phone. “Change of plans.” I texted Katherine. I wasn't expecting her to reply. I didn't know what her shooting schedule was, and was surprised when she called me a minute later. “Good morning, Beautiful.” I answered. “Good morning to you, Love.” She said back. “What changed in the plan? I thought that you had that sweet little tart lined up to make Candice...
PART ONE – NEW YORK CITY I wake before dawn, alone in my bed. I reach over, old habits die hard, but there is no tousled head on the pillow beside me. Not even a slight indentation in the useless fucking thing. I get out of bed and the memories wash over me. We’d made love, then fought. She’d packed her bag and left. Now the loft seems much bigger than it had seemed before, with her things gone. I’d wanted her gone, so what the hell is the matter with me. Lonely. Yeah, lonely. She’d been...
This is a bad, dark, and very dirty story written in bad English. Forced sex, humiliation. Please do not read if you can be offended by such materials. Reunion. The party was on, and everybody was there, all the familiar faces I missed for the last three years. Luckily for me, the game started, and everybody concentrated on the screen of a huge TV set in front of the room. I breathed with relief; nobody is going to stare at me anymore, and by the end of the game, they are going to...
It was Sunday morning and Don was very comprehensively reading the day's paper with it's weekly "Magazine" articles as well as the International, National, State and local news. Also, a feature of Sunday's paper was a roundup of local, community and club news. One particular local news item was that the local Walton families were planning a family reunion for about twelve months time, The same notice was put into the state's other two major newspapers and were asking that any...
Reunion: The Conclusion You should read the previous chapters before reading this one, as this is the conclusion. Amy opened the letter and stared at it. The look on her face completely changed. Her mouth was open but nothing was coming out. "What is it Amy? What's the matter?" asked Beth. "This can't be true! It has to be a mistake," said Amy as she turned white. Beth grabbed the test results. "What does it say Beth?" I asked her. She looked up at me with sadness in her...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
Aaron and Jim were friends from their earliest remembered years. They went everywhere together, so much so that people thought they were of the gay persuasion. As it began, a college friend to Jim, told him about his experiences at an erotic festival. Accordingly, the festival occurred once each month at the new moon phase, when the sky was dark and dark urges roam the glen, bringing women into euphoric feelings, hungry for a male, any male whether human or animal. What this friend reiterated...
Andersonville 6 - Friendship Lines by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to my TS brothers and sisters, who have the guts to stand up to the world and say, "I'm not going to live a lie anymore." Fade in... I saw them come out of the courthouse from across the street. There were four of them; all men dressed in business suits. Every day, just a few minutes after 6pm, they left the courthouse to go home. Three of them proceeded to their cars but the fourth man, maybe 21...
Jenny sat quietly and watched the countryside pass the window of the train. She had never been to this part of the country before, it seemed so isolated and remote. The rolling hills and forested valleys were newly alive with the warmth of the coming summer. She watched without any real interest in the view as her mind kept going back to the chance encounter with her brother James. She hadn't seen him in many years, not since that terrible day when their father had caught them in the barn. They...
Reunion Revenge by JEP Chapter 1 ? Payback Will Be a Bitch ? for the Bitches ! So, I was going back to my high school class reunion, twenty years after Iwas graduated. My high school class had always been divided into two groups ? the ?in? crowd,and all the rest of us. The ?in? crowd was from wealthy families, they heldall the important positions in school and they had nothing to do with the restof us. They treated us like scum. I have to admit, in school I was a crossbetween a weenie and a...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
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Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
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This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
Friday, the last day of the reunion. Katherine, and I woke up early, and cooked breakfast together. Cooking with her was one of my favorite things to do. It was just the two of us, no TV, no work, just us talking, cooking, and sneaking kisses from each other. We got ready, and decided to take the boat across the lake to the state park. Plenty of boaters park their boats just off of the sandbar, so there was no issues there. I let Katherine drive, while I was instructing her on what to do. She...
He got as far as "Janice, thank you for your....." When a woman in blue to their right turned to face him, turning quickly in response to the sound of his voice; Somehow inevitably, and undeniably it was Mary, taller now, fuller, more elegant and if changed at all only for the better.Her hair was loose and floating on a breeze, and those eyes and the smile, oh God the smile." Sean," she cried delighted.It was all he could do to stop himself grabbing her by the shoulders and kissing her right...
By Len Hazell"What am, I doing here?"Sean Mc Connel checked his watch again; it was eleven minutes past nine, which meant he had been wandering the streets for almost two hours.It also meant that he had been standing outside the old Urqueholme Secondary Modern, or, Urqueholme Comprehensive School, as it now was, for forty-seven minutes.Twenty years ago, almost to the day, he had walked out through those same wrought iron gates, for the last time.Turning to deliver a tremendous, wholehearted,...
There hadn't been any fights between the brothers and sisters of my fathers family but after my grandmother died I hadn't seen anybody from that side of the family, grandma apparently was the glue that held everything together. I was 17 at the time and the youngest, Jennifer, wasn't even 2, but my aunt had arranged a family reunion after fifteen years and I was actually quite curious about my uncles, aunts and cousins. When I arrived we were separated into two groups, the old and the young, I...
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Reunion Day The young woman gracefully made her way off the first class section of the aircraft, down the jet way and into the gate area of the terminal. Each of her delicate movements seemed almost thoughtfully considered for amplified reinforcement of her feminine elegance ? and indeed they were. Those fortunate enough to cast their gaze upon her for any length of time were reward with a vision of true female beauty infrequently observed. More than a few viewers turned their...
It's hard to believe it, but I am happily married to my best friend, and now my family has welcomed us with open arms. I am glad, because I was born a boy. My best friend is Maxwell Anderson. He looks like an red-headed Anthony DiNozzo from NCIS with his flaming red hair, hazel eyes and natural tan. He is a musician who can play the piano, organ, violin, and guitar with equal ease. He teaches music at Warton High School. My name is Connie Renee Anderson. Me, I look like an Arabian...
The Swarm Cycle Universe Copyright© 2007 The Thinking Horndog “Missy Sinclair. I haven’t seen you since Graduation. How have you been?” “Monica? My goodness, look at you! You look great! I’ve been fine. Married Fred, just like everyone expected. We got divorced in less than two years. At least we didn’t have any kids. Then I met Jacob and things are great now. I’m Mrs. Johnson now with two kids. Let’s see now. Here is your reunion packet and your seating location. You are at table...
The room was striking; someone or some group had spent many, many hours on the decorations. The effect was arresting—burgundy and gold, matching floral centerpieces and garlands at every table, walls full of blow-ups of photos taken twenty-some years ago, full of feathered hair, primary colors, rolled sleeves, and leather. The room was full of the clamor of buoyant greetings and the celebration of reunion. As he walked through the room, he overheard snatches of conversation -- the past not so...
As she and Bill entered the reunion hall, Ashley noticed three of her friends standing on the steps. She could feel their envious eyes burning into her back, and she overheard Kim saying, "Ashley is with Prof. Anderson! They came in the same car. This is the big event of the reunion." It wasn't long before Kim took Ashley aside. "Did you get him?" "I got him. I'm staying at his house. He is going to visit me in California." "Ashley! Was it good enough to wait for?" "I didn't...
It was a cold March morning. Mist hung low over the Northamptonshire countryside and a sharp frost covered the lawn outside Matt's townhouse. His alarm beeped and roused him from his slumber. His dream faded quickly in the cold light of day. He'd been dreaming about his past a lot recently. He didn't know why. It wasn't as if yearned for his school days. Perhaps it was his age. He was twenty-eight, and feeling old. Work was getting on top of him. The previous night he'd been out on the...
We met at an Oxford shire hotel, and ageing group of old hippies someone describes us as. Lunch and afternoon was spent re-aquainting one another with old school friends our days as the kids of "ex pats". Talk of our teenage high school days and school romances. As people prepared to go and change for the evenings fun a very tall stunning middle aged guy was checking in with much younger stunning woman. Dawn exclaimed, "ROY that's Roy. People turned and headed to greet Roy, all the guys eyeing...
EroticI got a letter in the mail requesting my presence for a large family reunion. I know these types of gatherings are mainly just an opportunity for the elder ladies to gossip and catch up on all the dirt that has happened in the extended family but I decieded to go because I found out my brother was going to be there from overseas and an uncle was coming that I hadnt seen in a long time. I show up a little late and I couldnt believe how many members of the family were there and the amount of food...
Incestby Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
It had been a long time in coming. Andee wasn’t sure if having to “pay up” for losing a friendly bet with her co-worker was just a passing joke in the hallway, or if he was serious about collecting on it. As a thirty-eight year old mom of two very active boys and career woman, she enjoyed a bit of adventure in her life and this was the second time in a year she had found herself confronted with a sexual complication with her friend. Without question, Andee had been a shameless flirt with Paul,...
Wife LoversWell, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...
Suzy and Becky, now with the brothers really in “common”, chatted often on the phone or by Skype. The following has been put together from those conversations, as shared with me, plus ones I had with Bobby: Bobby’s wife Becky had attended a different high school. They’d met in college. She knew her husband would be sharing a hotel room, and lots more, with his older brother Sam and his hot wife Suzy who had been Bobbie’s introduction to manhood when he was a teenager. A few months ago that...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
Part 1.When you live in the country, as we do. And come from an i****tuous family like mine, family reunions are so much fun!My wife and I were in bed Friday morning, and we were laughing and talking about how much fun we were going to have this week. You see our family reunion lasts all week long, and this year was no exception. We were talking mainly about our twins who were of age to party with the grownups. We've watched them bloom into beautiful young adults. My daughter Cory now stands...
Silence. Kelly had said the one thing that Matt least expected. 'Husband?' Kelly nodded. 'How long have you... ?' He couldn't bring himself to say the words. 'Almost seven years.' 'Seven? Kids?' She bit her lip and shook her head. 'So why? I mean, last night, where was he?' 'He didn't come. He doesn't believe in looking back. As far as he is concerned, reunions are a stupid idea.' 'But if you're married, why?' 'Why sleep with you? I don't make a habit of...
Smith & Jones Solicitors was a seven partner firm formed in the early nineteen-eighties by David Smith and Maurice Jones. The firm quickly established a reputation for quality service and as Milton Keynes grew, so did the firm. The latest expansion plans were for three new partners (and the staff to work under them) in the next eighteen months. Each partner headed up a different department within the firm, specialising in two or more areas of law. Each department was supported by at...
(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...