Three Pieces of SilverChapter 3
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Three pieces of silver lay together on the mantle above the fireplace, in the bedroom of a ranch-style home on the outskirts of a little desert town. The silver plated Berettas, along with the other guns next to them, had been placed there after being cleaned thoroughly and with the hope that they would never have to be worn again.
El Toro stood mainly empty, and yet it promised everything that Luke and his sisters had been searching for, though first and foremost a new home in which to live and grow.
After being introduced by Steven and Peg, the couple who had found them in the desert, the town's people had welcomed them warmly, given of their food and water, and offered an endless choice of houses to restart their lives. In doing they hoped to expand their growing community, much like Talia's swelling belly, for they recognized the importance of having both men and women who could bring new life into the world.
The town also required strong backs, and Luke was offered work on one of the many farms surrounding the town. Since there was no currency, for his labor he was allotted a percentage of the food he harvested to bring home with him. Wendy would find work there as well, tending horses in the many stables as she has always loved to do.
Talia would spend long hours repairing and cleaning their new home, making it suitable for the three to live in. While not an estate by any means, it had certain amenities and luxuries that she had never thought to see again, and as she lowered herself into the warm sudsy water, Talia had to fight hard to keep from crying out with pleasure.
A bath, she had not known a bath in ages, or at least not with water. In the desert water was scarce, and so you used sand to scrub your body clean. And soap, Talia dared not dream of such extravagances.
With a soft sponge Talia applied an exorbitant amount of the creamy liquid to the naked skin of her left leg, working it into a rich foamy lather before slowly moving upward along her inner thigh. She would press the sponge into the soft delicate skin that formed her pussy, positively hairless after being freshly shaven smooth a few minutes past, and continue even higher over her swelling belly, now showing with five and a half months of pregnancy.
Talia moved over her supple skin, rinsed out the sponge and let the water run down, removing the froth from her body. Though now quite clean, Talia returned the sponge to the slit between her legs, moving in ever tightening circles as she centered in on her thick pussy lips and the hooded clitoris which stood erect above, quite alive since her first pass a minute before.
She sighed under her breath while moving against her own skin, pleasuring herself while her brother and sister slept in plain view through the open door in the next room, the only light emanating from several candles she herself had placed around the porcelain tub.
Talia would remove the sponge and allow her own hands to continue, envisioning Luke's body against her and not her own. But Talia sensed it was not enough, and she cursed her brother where he slept, knowing that he would not give of himself freely until after the baby was born.
His reasoning was sound, he simply didn't want to hurt either her or the baby, but Talia did not believe that to be possible, and she needed more, in fact she hungered for him terribly. Looking out through the open door she could just see his silent form, curled up as he was against their sister's back.
Wendy however proved not to be asleep, and now peered back at Talia through the flickering light. Their eyes locked together and soon a wicked smile began to form on both their lips, the devilish message sent between them clear though unsaid.
Talia rose from the tub and let the warm water drain from her body as she stepped onto the floor, walking slowly and seductively towards her sister, the light from the candles helping to silhouette her body and drape her approaching form in shadow.
Wendy pulled back the covers and sat up as well, careful not to disturb her brother as she joined hands with Talia and pulled her to the side of the bed, kissing her deeply and with much passion, her mouth open as she sought to reach the center of her sister's soul.
The last of the water seeped down between the two young girls as Wendy stood, pressing her little limber body tight to that of her sister. It trickled from Talia to Wendy's breasts, mixing with sweat which oozed from pores on both, and together trailing further down till it reached her velvety smooth thighs, making her quite wet as well. Heat radiated between them as their hands massaged each other's skin, keeping them close while they moved in rhythm and time.
She helped her sister onto the bed then, but not into it, for the intentions of her sister had been clearly understood by Wendy, and she now looked down to where Luke lay sleeping, so peacefully unaware, appearing quite innocent in nature in his unconscious state.
For just an instant, Wendy almost felt sorry for him.
Luke awoke slowly with his sister already impaled on top of him, her legs at his sides and her skin rubbing hard as she moved their two bodies together.
"Umm, I take it that's you Wendy, did you put the condom on?"
"Ah, yes Luke, I did."
"I can't even feel it. It's so dark in here, is Talia still asleep?"
"Yes, she is. She needs her rest Luke, so let's not wake her okay?"
"Okay Wendy, I'll try and keep it down. Do you want me to get on top?"
But Wendy didn't answer, so Luke just laid there enjoying the see-saw motion of his sister sliding up and down on his stiff appendage, allowing all of his meat to pierce deep into her body, occasionally stopping and grinding her pelvic bone against him.
His hands went to her hips for better support, but were blocked before they could make contact. They would be pinned to the bed beside him as his sister held him still and steady.
"OOH, KINKY, I didn't know you were like that Wendy."
"You'll find I'm just FULL of surprises tonight Luke."
Luke groaned lightly into the darkness while his sister towered above him, using increased weight to move faster now, but as he started to cum she deliberately slowed to a stop, and just sat there looking down and breathing heavily while his cock dry spasmed inside her.
"OH CHRIST WENDY, what did you do that for?"
"I can't have you going soft on me now can I, FINISHING BEFORE I DO. I'm not ready yet."
"Well that almost hurts stopping like that... THANK YOU."
Luke could hear Wendy's muted laugh from above, seeming almost far away, and he too smiled into the dark as the unseen body on top of him began to move once more, her suctioning cunt stretching and pulling his badly throbbing cock each time she raised herself up, her thighs squeezing tight as if trying to draw the sperm right from his body.
"GOD THAT FEELS SO GOOD WENDY, did Talia teach you to do that for me?"
"WHAT, oh, ah... yeah, she did."
"Cause that's what she use to do to me. Thank you Wendy, I love you so much."
Luke wanted to suppress the need to cum, to indeed make the experience for his sister more intense and pleasurable, what she desired, but he was losing. There was an increased heat that he did not recognize, but it had given him added satisfaction none the less, and a steady flow of fluids coursing around his pulsating member that had made the sensations and sounds of their fucking more acute, as if his sister had somehow become filled with water.
He tried to warn her, to have her slow yet again, but when she leaned her body forward into his, ploughing her breasts into and against his face, he knew it was already too late.
"I'm sorry Wendy, but I can't stop it... I'M CUMMING."
"It's okay Luke, I AM TOOOOOO..."
Her voice had been muffled, and he too tried to restrain his cries so not to disturb his other sister who Wendy said was still asleep, but that became impossible as his sperm gushed forth from his body, roaring up from where it was stored deep inside before spewing into what felt like his sister's gobbling pussy, closing in on him as it was like a small trembling mouth as she reached her high as well.
Even though Wendy had told him that she had placed a condom over his form before taking him into her, Luke could still imagine his fertile seed was squirting up into his sister's belly as his orgasm sent several full rich loads, thick and thriving with sperm through his pounding erection.
With mouth open in a silent cry, and his lips pulled back from his teeth, Luke crested hard, and he sought frantically for some way to keep from screaming out. Though quite dark he could easily feel the presence of his sister's form as she climaxed above him, her body heaving, surging as if riding a wave, her heat pouring down over his face as she pressed her supple skin tight against him, that which he knew to be her breasts.
Luke probed for one in the dark with his tongue, and soon joined himself to it by taking the raised center, the areola, into his mouth before drawing on it almost hungrily.
Her nipple felt large in his mouth, delicious, yet different than he remembered for Wendy, and when it opened up, quickly filling his mouth with the warm cream of motherhood, the gift of mother's milk, he now knew why, but still he had to swallow before he could speak.
"WENDY, WHAT THE FUCK... NO WAIT... TALIA, GET OFF ME."
Talia and Wendy could both be heard laughing in the dark but neither of them moved from where they were, Wendy sitting with her legs crossed in front of her at the far edge of the bed, and Talia still mounted on top of her brother, his erection slowly fading inside her.
Wendy would come forward and lay beside Luke, extending a hand over his chest and rubbing her little body against his before settling down.
"I'm so sorry Luke, I truly am, but Talia REALLY needed you. So what gave us away, how did you figure out it wasn't me?"
But Luke refused to answer and simply laid there on the bed, his face turned away from both his sisters towards the window where the first bands of the new day's light could be seen in the distance. Wendy's intuitive feelings told her something else had transpired a moment ago, but they would not tell her the reason for Luke's silence, it would be Talia who finally revealed the reality of what had taken place.
"Luke drank from me."
"WHAT?"
"I started making milk, and well, Luke didn't know that, and of course he thought I was you Wendy when he put his mouth over me. I'm sorry Luke, did it taste bad?"
"No Talia, but I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
"It's not your fault Luke, you didn't know. I just needed to be with you for a little while. And don't worry, you didn't hurt me or our baby."
Wendy sat up beside her brother and sister and touched a hand to one of Talia's rather large breasts, recently growing in size, swelling with glandular secretions and filling with milk. There was enough light to see now, to distinguish between form and shadow, and Wendy found her nipple easily, letting her thumb brush back and forth across its elongated shape where a wetness could be felt. She could also recognize her sister's eyes, and after looking into them and making sure it was okay, Wendy took hold of that same nipple in her mouth and began to draw from her sister's breast.
Talia sighed with pleasure as her little sister filled her mouth to overflowing before swallowing, obviously savoring in her body's food as she began to suckle faster and faster, pushing her face up into the breast offered and repositioning her legs on the bed so as to be more comfortable while feeding.
"Jesus Wendy, you'd think you were starving."
Wendy groaned with contentment and continued to pull hard while Luke sat up, still connected to Talia as she remained perched above him though limp inside, his face now very close to those of both his sisters as the three huddled together.
In the growing light Talia could just see her brother's smile as he watched Wendy drink openly, and could definitely feel the returning stiffness of his growing organ as it snaked its way deeper into her center.
"Wendy seems to like it Luke."
"That's the thing Talia, don't you see, it's ABSOLUTELY DELICIOUS."
"Then Luke go ahead and..."
But Talia didn't have to finish as Luke came forward and took hold of her other breast which stood heavily laden with milk. It too opened effortlessly, and Luke gulped down its creamy contents, ingesting his sister's natural bodily fluids, its richness giving him strength as he began to lift her body up and down on his now throbbing member beneath her.
Wendy adjusted herself yet again, coming up on her knees so she could grind her lower body against her brother's side, and the three would reach new highs and come together as one, their bodies writhing in a triangle of passion as two continued to feed from the third, soon pushing Talia down onto her back so she could be more comfortable while they drained her breasts of the life giving nutrients within.
Like honey the thick meal stuck to the walls of their mouths and throats, and its warmness alone seemed to satisfy their bellies, but not so the hunger they felt for their sister.
Luke and Wendy would grow full, tired, and fall asleep at Talia's breasts, sharing in her warm body as night gave way to day across the town of El Toro.
The three siblings were quite learned, both in the ways of the world and through what they had been taught by their mother.
Their Mom had seen some schooling herself, the early grades before the war started, before being pulled out of class one day by her own mother and father who then drove with much haste for the isolated foothills of the Rockies and hopeful safety. She had been told that they were going there for a short vacation to visit relatives, only to find it was to be their new and permanent home.
Her Aunt lived there, along with her only son, a boy she would fall in love with. The two cousins were allowed their times together for it had already been preordained after being discussed at great lengths by their parents, and so at the age of fourteen she became pregnant with her first of three children, her daughter Talia.
Her parents were quite proud of their daughter but would not live to see the birth of her second child Luke, and by the time she was pregnant with Wendy she was alone, her cousin, the boy she had fallen in love with having been shot and killed by trespassers while defending his family.
To Talia she would pass on what she remembered from books, and what she had trained herself to know about the handling and use of firearms. Luke showed little interest in lessons and spent his days in the fields, tending livestock and planting crops they needed for food, but it was Wendy who developed a love for reading all on her own after her mother died.
Wendy would use the knowledge gained to map out the stars in the night sky, and chart the months and the seasons as they passed, and so when she awoke one warm and sunny morning with the light shining brightly in through the window and over the bed where she lay, she knew it to be her fourteenth birthday.
She rolled to the left from her position where she had slept in between her brother and sister, as she always preferred, and gently kissed Talia on the cheek.
"Good morning sister."
"Hey Wendy, why are you so happy this morning?"
"It's my birthday."
"WHAT, NO, IS IT REALLY, of course you've only mentioned it about a dozen times this week. Want your present do you?"
"Later."
With another kiss placed high on her sister's breast Wendy now rolled to the right, and in fact right up on top of her brother as he laid there feinting sleep.
"WAKE UP LUKE, it's time to get UP."
"Okay okay, I'm awake already."
"No no, I mean it's time to get... UP."
Before even finishing Wendy had taken hold of her brother's cock and was squeezing it almost relentlessly, making it grow to the size she desired. She would let go as Luke reached over to the stand beside the bed, retrieving a condom which he then placed over his erection before laying back down.
"Okay Wendy, ready."
But Wendy only smirked and stayed where she was, on her knees, straddling her brother's lower legs. She would lean down and kiss him on the cheek, and again on his naked chest as she had with Talia, but would resume her stationary position again, just looking down at her brother and grinning wildly.
"What are you smiling about Wendy?"
"Now Luke, you're not going to make me unwrap my own present, are you?"
"PRESENT, but Wendy, if I do take the condom off couldn't you get... pregnant?"
Luke understood his sister's birthday wish now, she had been hinting at it all week, and he could recognize the emotion in her eyes as she turned and looked at Talia and her developing belly showing the baby he had made with their older sister.
In reality Luke shared those same feelings, and he too now realized the truth, that Wendy's wish was his as well. It would be the tears in his eyes that would let Wendy know it was okay.
Wendy reached down between her legs and took a hold of her brother's cock once more, and unfurled it from its sheathe of so much latex. She then threw the wasted condom over her shoulder onto the floor, a signal that they would never be used again, and that from then on they would make true love as it should be, the way nature had intended.
Wendy raised herself up, lifted a leg and took her brother inside, but then lowered to the bed beside him, allowing Luke to complete the roll she had started so he could now be on top.
Even though his little sister was quite delicate in feature, Luke had no problem bringing his weight to bear, using it to drive deep as she laid there underneath him. His body covered most of hers, and he gripped her shoulders tight as he sunk his hard cock into the soft flesh between her legs.
Talia was there as well, alongside as it should be. One of her hands wormed its way in between her brother and sister, and over Wendy's clitoris where it began a slow circling motion, pivoting and provoking the pointy barb which now stood erect. This generated an intense amount of heat and passion inside Wendy and she was forced to scream her fiery desires.
"LUKE... TALIA... WANT... NEED... BABY... PLEASE GIVE ME A BABY."
"I'm trying Wendy... just give me a second will you."
"LUKE... I WANT YOU... NEED YOU... NEED YOUR CUM... CUM INSIDE ME... FILL ME... GIVE ME YOUR BABY, PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR BABEEEEEEEEE..."
Luke moaned with absolute pleasure himself now as Wendy spread her legs even further, enabling him to go deeper still. His erection felt stuffed in its tight surroundings, constrained by the limits of his sister's narrow body, as if trying to use a sheath for a sword that was one size too small. Wendy's eyes were closed, and she was biting her lower lip to keep from screaming out, though not very effectively.
Luke was forced to look beneath him to make sure he wasn't hurting his sister or causing her distress with her gentle mewls getting louder, unsure if they were from pain or pleasure.
His eyes moved over Wendy's body where she lay, over her small but well-rounded breasts which poked up at him provocatively, taking notice of how they moved in concert with each thrust he made, quaking each time he sent his member screwing up into the hole between her legs, up into her core.
Wendy's waist was thin, her body quite lean, and therefore Luke could also see the displacement his own body was making deep inside his sister as his rather large cock caused the mass of her midriff and abdomen to move, inciting the skin of her belly to ripple.
Where his own body ended and that of his sister's began, Luke could make out the folded skin that was her pussy, appearing stretched, surrounding and holding fast on his swollen meat as it was, a fine netting of hazel hair above which intermixed and tangled with his own with the conclusion of every forceful thrust.
Wendy was becoming wet, as Luke was now finding out, with the fluid from her inner person beginning to drip off his thick cock each time he pulled back some, splashing onto both their bellies and over Talia's hand with each plunged return.
Talia continued her magic, two fingers performing a well practiced ritual as they quickly danced over Wendy's small clitoris, occasionally, and deliberately making contact with Luke's shaft as it continued to drill in and out of the hole just below. Wendy's fire only grew hotter with each stroke made by both Luke and Talia, her desires unquenchable as she sought yet more from her brother and sister.
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Author’s note: Chapter 12 of 13. Thank you Tim413413 for selfless editing. The Perfect Pieces – Chapter 12 You know your life is right when everyone in it is happy. That is not a difficult thing to accomplish when you don’t have many people in your life. After nearly a year at school, Lizzy was fully settled in. I had lost my office and gained a happy girl. She negotiated more than bunk beds, and I truly feared her entering high school. We were the strangest and happiest family you would ever...
SHORT PIECES (Lesbian Tales). Volume 9LONDON, ENGLAND – circa 1900A- THE WIVESBetty looked at the large clock at the top of the bank building. It said 10 o’clock and it was morning. She didn’t want to be early and always had a story made up just in case the husband was still there. It was summer and she didn’t wear much except for her cotton dress buttoned up enough to hide her small breasts. She did have her walking shoes since Alice’s side street was cobblestone. Betty was rather slim but had...
SHORT PIECES (GAY TALES) Volume 3THE FAMILY MEETINGDon was used to the area. He had been driving his son to the “woods” for a few years now. Billy was a big boy now, just turned 20, but still couldn’t drive himself. He certainly couldn’t ask his mother. His dad had always been there for him and always discreet. Shy and tall, Billy was a bit awkward but had a nice body and face. He actually looked a lot like his father, tall, blonde and lanky. The black sedan drove into the old dirt road,...
(June 3 — Day 12, Galena, Alaska) Ramona was still unhappy with Paul. He let the troopers draft their oldest son, Calvin, and two hours later, Steve came in with a permission slip to join the Civil Air Patrol. It was okay when Paul was drafted to be the Minister for the Village Church. In her eyes he had just let the two troopers take Calvin. She was all set to give them the same piece of her mind that she had been giving Paul when the meeting was held that evening. Paul quietly prayed that...
The next three weeks passed in a blur. I worked Henry tirelessly with studies as the highest priority, me second, and apartment chores last. He was at the point where he could take my urine anywhere and he was so submissive to me that I thought his training might be close to over. His study habits were much better and I had high hopes for his final exams. I was right and extremely proud of his achievements. He had earned one C, two C+’s, and two B’s, much better than I had hoped—almost a...
Chapter 6 From Ecstasy to Anguish January 2006 Phillip, two months shy of age five, was enrolled in kindergarten. Brian rode in the backseat with him, giving him instructions as how to interact with other kids as Peggy drove the SUV. ‘Don’t try to kiss any girls the first day,’ Brian advised. ‘BRIAN,’ Peggy shouted from the driver’s seat. ‘Wait until the second day,’ Brian said. ‘BRIAN,’ Peggy shouted again. ‘Do you want to get him kicked out on his second day?’ she asked, blushing. ‘On...
SHORT PIECES (Lesbian Tales) - Volume 8 (special theme)NOTE: These lesbian stories are a bit different from the previous ones. Each contains the use of watersports as part of lesbian sex. Some of you may not appreciate that and therefore should skip this particular volume.SUMMER COTTAGELeslie and her long-time lover Rachel had owned a summer cottage in the Finger Lakes district for years. The women were in their 50s and enjoyed the forests and the canoeing. The ladies were fit, slim and...
SHORT PIECES (Gay Tales) Volume 2The BearsIt was a lovely day in the forest as Michael’s group had left the tents and continued where they had left off the day before. The purpose of the team was to cut the underbrush and assemble it in piles along the old path. This area had been saved for selective cutting by a major lumber company. Michael’s team was one of five groups of 6 men each spread over the entire forested area. The cutters were seasoned woodsmen, their age ranging from 35 to 60...
SHORT PIECES (Gay Tales)THE DINERIt was 5AM and Jim couldn’t sleep. He was too horny. It was raining.“The hell with it”, he mumbled to himself. He put on his raincoat and left his apartment. It was dark and drizzling. Two blocks away the familiar letters in yellow neon lights spelled “Roger’s Diner”. It was open 24/7. Maybe someone he knew would be there. A young couple had the corner table in the rear. They were silent and sipped their coffee. Roger nodded to Jim. Jim sat on one of the...
Victorious: Falling Pieces #6Given how insane the last three days had been, the next week went by pretty quickly and managed not to be that eventful for the friends. They all reported to school and with the exception of those with good reason not to talk to each other, like Beck & Tori, Tori & Jade, and Robbie & Trina, they had normal conversations as if nothing in the last week or the last couple months had actually happened.The only big change was that Nate usually sat near them...
Victorious: Falling Pieces #3"Oh fuck, that's nice!"Trina Vega was propped up on the bar inside the handicapped restroom, where her 'secret' boyfriend, Robbie, had his head firmly placed underneath her dress. His oral skills had certainly come a long way since they first started doing this, and after just a few minutes Trina could feel an orgasm building. She always tried to hold in all compliments, because she felt he'd work harder if he thought she wasn't pleased enough, but sometimes things...
The three of us stood off to the side as the fund-raiser went into full swing. Kaylee and I had already made our little speeches and the mayor was included before introducing a pair of local TV celebrities who hosted the gathering for the rest of the evening. With so many local dignitaries present, I knew that I would have to spend some time thanking each one personally for attending. "Glad that's over with." Speaking in front of people had never been an issue; however I have never...
January 2006 Phillip, two months shy of age five, was enrolled in kindergarten. Brian rode in the backseat with him, giving him instructions as how to interact with other kids as Peggy drove the SUV. "Don't try to kiss any girls the first day," Brian advised. "BRIAN," Peggy shouted from the driver's seat. "Wait until the second day," Brian said. "BRIAN," Peggy shouted again. "Do you want to get him kicked out on his second day?" she asked, blushing. "On second thought, it...
********** Let me ask you—how many things can you name that go perfectly with each other? Peanut butter and jelly? That’s one. How about bacon and eggs? That’s another. Bagel and cream cheese? Good! Ham and Swiss? Even better! Pastrami and rye? Excellent! Here’s one you’ll never get—Nancy Rizzo and Henry Fuller! I’m Nancy and this is my story. CHAPTER 1 I was born the eldest daughter of Michael and Carmela Rizzo. The name Nancy came from Nancy Reagan, my mom’s...
Author’s note: Chapter 7 of 13. Thank you Tim413413 for selfless editing. The Perfect Pieces – Chapter 07 ‘I’m not a good person,’ I admitted, ‘I have…there are things I have done that I can’t undo. Things I am not proud of. I hide here,’ my hand gesturing around the house, ‘more in shame than anything else.’ Amber was staring at me in shock. It was the beginning of fear. Everyone should fear me. ‘Bottom line: I know how to handle the likes of Pablo Castillo. For you, I’ll bury him.’ I could...
Author’s note: Chapter 4 of 13. Thank you Tim413413 for selfless editing. The Perfect Pieces – Chapter 04 ‘Mark.’ The word was soft and matched with a kiss. I was startled awake. ‘You’re not sleeping on the couch again.’ I opened my eyes and stretched my neck. I could feel the muscles cramping near the shoulder. Must have picked a bad angle to nod off. ‘No,’ I said to my smiling angel, ‘I’m fine out here.’ Another soft kiss on my lips as she stood and walked around to the back of the couch....
Author’s note: Chapter 2 of 13. Thank you Tim413413 for selfless editing. The Perfect Pieces – Chapter 02 The sun was waning when I got into the car and started the long drive back to the house. I fiddled with the radio and gave up trying to find a station with something other than an ad. I tuned to my favorite and turned it down waiting for the music to cycle back. I looked up as the light changed and turned onto the on-ramp. Halfway down the ramp, Amber was hitchhiking. ‘Fuck,’ I said to...
Chapter 4: Amanda’s Mom in Action ‘What’s the knife for?’ Brian asked. ‘I’m going to measure you,’ she said, matter-of-factly. He let her undress him. She got down on her knees, knife in hand. ‘How should I go about this? When a guy says he’d nine inches, where does the measurement start?’ ‘Just don’t stab me with that,’ Brian laughed. ‘It’s a butter knife, Silly. There are no sharp edges,’ she said, patting the underside of his cock with the blade. ‘That’s cold,’ he said, feeling his...
Introduction: An ordinary mission gone very wrong Hey all, I havent written In a while but hopefully I will have more time to do so from now on. Thank you for all the comments on my last series about a year ago, I get what you were getting at now and will hope to change that. Please leave a positive rating if you enjoy this story and I will talk to you guys later. Oh and one more thing, please no kick me @bullshit.pissoff, its not helpful for anyone. Im sure other readers and authors will...
EDWARDIAN TALES no. 2 (Short Lesbian Pieces)THE LONDON TRIPDorothy and Margaret, both in their early 40s, had been living in the same two-storey house in a small town in Dorset for about 20 years now. Dorothy taught elementary school and Margaret was the city’s accountant and worked part-time for a few stores as financial advisor. Both women were rather plain, but they had good bodies and could be quite attractive if they dressed up.The fact that the women were lesbians never seemed to be an...
EDWARDIAN TALES no.1 (Short Gay Pieces)Note: These stories are dedicated to my friend Queer4me (retired) wherever he is.THE SERVANT“Do say Richard, do you still have that servant ?’, whispered Alfred into his friend’s ear“I’d agree to say a good word for you to the Editor, should you want to publish your short story”, added Alfred“That would be a kind gesture which should be rewarded with a meeting with my servant”, whispered Richard smiling even more broadly.The date was set. The setting was...
SHORT PIECES (GAY TALES) – VOL. 9THE LEASH« I saw your message on Rooster’s board. Are you still interested ?”, asked Paul on the phone.“Sure. Send me a picture by e-mail of your boy and I’ll send you one of mine”, answered Adrian. “I take it you frequent Rooster’s”, continued Paul“Sometimes..so we may have seen each other. We’ll see each other when we get to the forest, unless one of the boys is not excited”, answered Adrian“Fair enough. Looking forward to it”, said Paul“Me too”, answered...
SHORT PIECES (GAY TALES) VOL. 8LUST The landlady phoned saying there was a delivery for me downstairs and the man needed a signature. She didn’t speak French so the communication with the delivery man was minimal. I went downstairs and saw the landlady heading to her little cubicle looking puzzled or maybe curious. The man was delivering two paintings I had bought at auction in a city nearby. I didn’t expect them so soon. They were in two rectangular boxes, but they were heavy and bulky so that...
SHORT PIECES (GAY TALES) VOL. 6BARNSTORMINGIn the Prairies, where I was brought up, and especially on farms which were distant from any villages, going out at night had a very different meaning. In my area, many of the boys in their late teens and early twenties would regularly gather in an abandoned barn which was across the road from Mr. White’s farm. With time, the grass had stopped growing in a large area in front of the barn because the trucks had parked there for decades. The door was...
SHORT PIECES (Gay Tales) volume 5THE SISTERIt was Friday night and Sheila was about to watch her favorite program on TV. Adrian walked being her chair, down the hallway.“Going out ?”, yelled Sheila“Yep”, answered Adrian“Don’t come in too late and play safe”, said Sheila“Don’t worry. I won’t stay out”, answered Adrian, who waited a minute for a response, then opened the outside door. Sheila knew where her brother was going and what he was going to do. She was five years older. It worried her but...
SHORT PIECES (GAY TALES)SPECIAL DELIVERY (the story takes place in the 1930s )The road had fortunately dried up since Randy didn’t like driving on wet pavement. He just didn’t have the right tires. Besides the sun had been out since early this morning and most things had dried. Otherwise he would have waited until the return trip to make his usual stop. Randy was a special delivery man who carried important letters and parcels between Boston, New York and Washington. People who didn’t trust the...
SHORT PIECES (Lesbian Tales)- Volume 7THE HEAD NURSE“Hey !”, said Helena, a slim black nurse with gorgeous eyelashes“Hey sweetie”, answered Julia, who had a crush on Helena, and about every other female nurse, nurse’s assistant, female cafeteria employee, or female patient under 100. “Are you getting some ?”, whispered Julia to her black friend“I was working last two nights….room 112…bed near the window. Caucasian female about 40. Horny as hell. She ate me each night.”, whispered Helena“Maybe...
SHORT PIECES (Lesbian Tales). Volume 6THE DANCE SCHOOL -“1, 2, 3 Aaaannnndddd 4”, wailed Ms Rutherford, the dance instructorRuth had been told this was the place to meet women. At 45, tall and quite attractive, Ruth was the type of woman everybody notices but nobody takes out. Anyway she had bought a monthly pass at Skylight Dance Studio. There were 3 evening classes a week for a month. Some people found a partner only after a few lessons, for others it took the whole month. You paid for a...
SHORT PIECES (LESBIAN TALES) Vol. 5THE PIMP“She’s a friend of mine”, said Robert showing a photo on his IPhone.“She’s attractive”, answered Penny blushing, “What’s her name ?”“It’s Barbara but everyone calls her Barb”, answered Robert, in his high-pitched voice rising even more in his excitement.Robert was finishing high school and liked boys but he liked Penny and Barb who were older women and nice to him, contrary to some of the girls at school. Penny was a dental nurse at the local clinic...
SHORT PIECES (LESBIAN TALES). Volume 4THE COUSINSandra was glad to have been chosen for the waitress job at that small sophisticated restaurant called BIO. It meant extra money maybe for a short trip back home since she had just arrived in this city to attend college. Sandra was 19, a redhead with freckles and frizzy hair, glasses, a good pair of tits and a small round ass which barely showed any sign of fat.During the interview, the owner, an elegant lady in her 40s, had bluntly asked Sandra...
SHORT PIECES (Lesbian Tales)- Volume 3OUT OF THE CLOSETMarlene had had a long day. She was in LA for meetings concerning the sale of a large textile company. She was one of the lawyers supervising the sale. It was also a tense day since the whole procedure was nearly cancelled a few times. At 45 Marlene had a lot of experience but these things always got to her. The final meeting in a large restaurant was finally over. Everyone was leaving. Marlene lived in a downtown hotel a few miles from the...
SHORT PIECES (Lesbian Tales)- Volume 2THE HUSBANDGeorge knew the route by heart. Just past the underpass, turn right, up the hill and first left. The motel was next to a small McDonald’s. Sandra didn’t say anything. She never did during these rides. “Not too close”, she said finally as George’s car approached the Liberty Motel with its huge neon “Vacancy” still lit. George stopped the car. Sandra leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek. She got out and didn’t close the door properly....