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This black mirror? Come in. Sit down and let me tell you all about it while I polish it. This is a very special mirror that lets a person see from an entire new perspective. You see, some philosophers have theorized that mirrors are a look into another world, one similar to our own, yet different from ours in major ways. The philosophers often thought that the world beyond the mirror was a warm world, a reflection of the warm life that we radiate throughout our daily lives. They postulated that...
Reflections CBA Oh god, I don't know if I will ever truly get used to this. But I dutifully laid back on the bed and let my head hang back off of the side. Just the way he liked me to. In a matter of moments his hard cock was positioned a hairs breadth from my lips, and so I opened my mouth to dutifully accept him. He gingerly placed the tip inside while at the same time taking ahold of each of my sizeable silicone enhanced tits in each hand. I knew what was coming next, but...
REFLECTIONS By dharmon As I sat naked looking at myself in the mirror, I had to admit that, for a thirty year old housewife, I didnt look half bad. At 5 feet tall 115 pounds, Im very petite and can usually pass for much younger than I am. In fact, just last week, I was out of town at a bar and they carded me at the door. I only have a thirty-four inch bust but very well defined nipples. In other words, when theyre hard you can see them from a half mile away. Ive been married for 11 years, no...
This is a little bit different from some of my other works, bit more story driven but this is Chyoa so some fucking still does occur. Please let me know what you think. I was eating kind of bland applesauce when a man walked into my hospital room and reached out to shake my hands. I just looked down at my hands so wrapped in gauze they looked like a cross between a mummy and toilet paper rolls stuck on hands and just kinda looked back up at him. I should say I was still eating the applesauce...
Reflections A short story for Valentine`s day - - - The mirror on the wall sees all and hides nothing. Here he comes again he looks sad and seems to have lost his way and all interest in life. Standing in his bedroom the one door of the wardrobe is missing altogether the other hanging on for dear life by it last remaining hinge, the hanging rail sloping with his suits and jackets crushed together. The drawers of the small bedroom unit all open with items in total disarray...
REFLECTIONS by CutePatti (3/2018) I have written and posted 31 stories on Fictionmania since the year 2008. I've also had a break from writing for several years, suppose it's maybe writer's block...but in actuality it's been more of a 'reflection' on myself as an author. Pausing to give myself a break and to consider other more important things in my life. And there have been many including a new marriage and health issues. So maybe it's time for me to share with all of you how I see...
Dec. 22, 2018 I meant to write this yesterday but life disagreed. Instead, I got to see my grandchildren for awhile. I have little to share but that little is a lot. My mind is becoming quiet. I’ve caught myself working on plot points for stories without realizing I was doing it. I do phone work and had to get off the phone yesterday because I started bawling my eyes out. A Hebrew song had started running through my mind and I was able to sing it. Passages and verses came in and out of...
“Who is she?” I ask myself. She looks a little like my ex-wife, though she doesn’t act like her at all. I haven’t seen my ex-wife in several years, but I’m pretty sure I could still recognize her, so I don’t think it’s her. Maybe she is a stranger who has inexplicably taken a liking to me, an attractive face in the crowd. Maybe I remind her of someone. Maybe I am a totally random choice. My therapist tells me this is the most likely possibility, though I am not so sure. Sometimes I think she...
ExhibitionismChapter 1: Mirror in a Library Panting raggedly, I bounced my vision around the corner and down the endless aisle of steel shelves. Were the Grips still after me? Seeing nothing, I leaned on my thighs to catch my breath. "Be smart. Be careful. Stay free until tomorrow," I thought. At last, glancing up, I laughed. Only the government would waste money on something like this in the deepest, darkest, least-used place. Some OSHA inspector must have come around this corner once and tripped...
The reflection in the mirror this morning once again did not meet the expectations or hopes of Carol Litner. In her mind the 18-year-old high school senior envisioned a person more like Jessica Alba. The only thing they had in common was straight dark hair. Carol examined herself in the mirror and critically described her as shapeless. Small breasts, flat ass and no curve to reveal hips, she struggled to exercise and eat small portions but she still seemed 10lbs over weight. She certainly...
Chapter 1: A older man reflects back. It's hell getting old. Not as much getting old as losing your friends and loved ones. My wife passed away last year of the dreaded cancer. I'm a little mad at God for that. I went up to the alter many years ago and told God that I would do my best to live a good Christian life if he would do me one favor. I wanted to die before any of my kids or my wife. I later went back to the alter and included the grandchildren. I just didn't want to be one of those...
Anne Marie stood by the bedroom window, looking out at the grey winter weather. It matched her mood, as she clutched her thin robe tightly round her body, as if in doing so, she could keep out the driving rain that lashed against the window panes. It was one of those days when the wind and rain whistled round the eaves, creating a cacophony of strange sounds. The window panes shook and rattled, as they were intermittently being lashed with rain and wind. It was the type of day she would have...
It was early morning the next day when Debbie finally awoke and began to gather her thoughts. Lying in her own bed it was almost impossible to realize that the scenes passing before her eyes were in fact true happenings from yesterday. Debbie stared at the ceiling and wondered how if ever she could tell her husband Ted about the 'meeting' and what had happened to her. More importantly how to tell him what had happened to the naive girl that used to be his wife. Debbie was unable to...
I stood there in the hallway holding her scantily clad body, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin under my fingers. I couldn’t believe how fucking sexy she was, and I still couldn’t believe that she was mine. Finally, I remembered that I had prepared a surprise for her for when she’d got home from her trip. Stepping back I released her from my arms and held up a blindfold. “Turn around little one,” I said quietly as she looked up into my eyes. With a trusting smile she spun around, making...
“Who is she?” I ask myself. She looks a little like my ex-wife, though she doesn’t act like her at all. I haven’t seen my ex-wife in several years, but I’m pretty sure I could still recognize her, so I don’t think it’s her. Maybe she is a stranger who has inexplicably taken a liking to me, an attractive face in the crowd. Maybe I remind her of someone. Maybe I am a totally random choice. My therapist tells me this is the most likely possibility, though I am not so sure. Sometimes I think she...
He once told me I'd probably kill myself before I was 40. When I realized "my god" as he referred to him had indeed forsaken me. We always had this discussion in a bar, mostly as he nursed the last beer he rushed to order as the bartender yelled last call. As we discussed his bleak prediction of my doomed future, his hands ran up and down my thighs under my short sun dress, never quite going high enough for my taste. "You're wrong." I laughed. "You see, God made me disabled so I can...
Chapter 1 Betty rose up on her elbow and looked at her husband sleeping on his back. She let the wetness build up on her tongue and wet her hand good. She reached for him and gently raised him to a mind-thrilling throb. While she did this, she made sure to wet her lips and fill her hot mouth with saliva. She lowered her head with her lips closed until she took him. When he was awake enough to comprehend what she was doing, Phil uttered, "Mmmm ... Yah ... Aah." He started to rise to...
Michael sat naked in a warm corner, a purring Naomi cuddled on his lap. As the days passed, it became clear, she of all the companions loved him most deeply and was his. The others loved him at various levels and were very affectionate, but their love and loyalty was spread to all the sponsor spouses. Naomi appreciated the others, loved them as sisters, but looked to Michael as her protector and her life’s love. She strove hard to please him, diligently studying and continuing on her earlier...
Sometime later, in the privacy of her room, Sasami stopped after a third pirouette before an elaborate full-length mirror. The short white dress she now wore flaring on the breeze as she turned with Ryo-Ohki siting on edge of her bed looking on. "So Ryo-chan what do you think of my secret weapon?" She smiled, posing coyly for her best friend. So what if she bought a spring, instead of a summer dress like she'd told them? It was really none of their 'beeswax' to use another...
Isobel sat in her car and slid her e-pad back into its bag with a sigh of relief. It hadn't been too bad after all. She had been dreading her first series of inspections but, as it had turned out, they had all been straightforward. What she had been most worried about was what she would do if there was someone that really didn't come up to scratch but all of the places she had looked at had met the minimum standard easily. Ms Bullworthy really seemed on top of things. She could teach some...
Skulduggery pleasant – chapter 1 A Time For Reflection ———————————————————————————————————————————– Valkyrie sighed and rolled over she couldnt sleep her body still pumped with adrenaline from their previous adventure. She groaned and sat up flicking her lamp on to illuminate her room she had too many thoughts running through her head, the loss of Kenspeckle and tanith, her being Darquesse and how she let slip that she was in love with fletcher. She also thought about Caelan but she pushed it...
This is a stand alone story involving the Black Djinn, although you do get to see how he works. TALES OF DJINNAR: The Pool of Truest Reflection by Raven John sat in the bar with his close friend, Aleem. The setting was early Friday evening, nearly seven o'clock, and the place was filled with young professional women celebrating the onset of another weekend. Aleem noted his perpetually brooding buddy, and reminded him in his faint Arabic accent, "John? This is called Happy...
Note to the reader: This is a seventh in my “Home Alone For The Weekend” series. This story features 14-year-old Michael. He thinks he’s gay. In fact, he is gender-trapped, a female in a male body. He stands barely 1/2” taller than his 6th grade sister Mina, outweighs her by only 2 pounds. He secretly wears her underwear. With the help of some potent weed, a 12-pack of his mom’s Heineken, and his renegade reflection, Michael transforms over the weekend into girlhood. Note that Michael is my...
The Changing Reflection Foreign Body I stare at the mirror. I see my reflection, Kevin's that is, not Vivian's. I move my head from side to side and look deep into my eyes. "Vivian, are you in there?" I wonder. Is this how madness begins? Last night's events have certainly heralded changes in me, changes I wasn't expecting. I now find myself with commitments as a woman, as Vivian, I need to meet. Where is she though? Was she always there? I look myself up and down. I stand on the...
We recently hired a new waitress,tall,long black hair,fairly petite but looked after herself and prided herself on her appearence extreamly well,which was obvious with a well toned and very healthy body,but Nat wasnt hired on her good looks alone,sevice orintated and with her big bright brown eyes and girly white smile earning good tips wasnt an issue for her.So over the next couple of weeks we had a great repore going,having a good laugh and good banter and we seem to get along better then my...
Anyone who wishes to archive this poem may do so. It's just doggerel really, a trifling thing. Reflection A poem by Veronica Moonlit The Reflection I see is not truly me. I have never liked the image I see. I prefer myself envisioned in my mind, Magical Lady of Moonlight, whose heart is open to thine. Mirrors can't show ones love, soul, or spirit. The things that are inside can't get near it. The Reflection is the shell, not the whole, only a part. The Reflection can't show...
I heard about the play from a friend. I had done some acting before, but I was no professional. This was amateur theater. You didn’t get paid. Everyone volunteered. It was a lot of fun, though, and you sometimes even got to work with people who really had talent. I drove downtown to the theater one evening. It was a small theater, an old bank building, I think. It was square and built of tan brick, with white globe lights on either side of the entrance. The sign for the production hadn’t been...
Katelyn sat on the couch in her therapists office. Anders, her therapist, sat in a chair nearby. They were partway through one of many of their sessions when Katelyn had finally gained the courage to come out with a very embarrassing secret. "Beg pardon?" Anders asked, not sure he heard her correctly. "Please don't make me say it again." Katelyn couldn't meet his eyes. She looked towards the floor and adjusted her glasses. Her hair was up in a bun. She was wearing a black tank top with black...
FantasyShe stands at the kitchen sink, the bubbles from the washing up liquid covering her hands. She stares out of the window into the back garden but her eyes are glazed, locked into a different time and space, her hands working as if on autopilot but her mind unaware that she has been cleaning the same plate for the past ten minutes. She closes her eyes as the feeling of the lead weight in the pit of her stomach grows, the bile rising in her throat past the lump of tears that refuses to flow. Her...
ReluctanceMy name is solon plorry. I have just started doing this kinda fiction; and made a mistake in story direction with an earlier 'part two', taking it away from the setting that was used to set story up. There's no xxx in this version. Princess Night Part Two: A Girl is Her Father's Reflection By solon plorry Paul and a friend sat in a corner booth near the back of the Roadhouse, known by many as Rudy's (from 'Rude' house). Places came and went with style, but Rudy's had served...
Reflection By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers I can hardly believe I'm about to post my 100th story on fiction mania, so to celebrate a little I decided to go back in time and reflect on how it all began for me. I'm often asked how I got started down this winding path that at first I thought was so narrow yet realized over years how truly wrong I was. In today's internet and social media era you understand right away that you are truly just one of many but more than two decades...
Copyright© 2005 by Strickland83. All rights reserved. I heard about the play from a friend. I had done some acting before, but I was no professional. This was amateur theater. You didn't get paid. Everyone volunteered. It was a lot of fun, though, and you sometimes even got to work with people who really had talent. I drove downtown to the theater one evening. It was a small theater, an old bank building, I think. It was square and built of tan brick, with white globe lights on either side...
Green Acres 5: The Opinions Expressed Do Not Necessarily Reflect... Produced by Jay Sommers [1965-71] Parodied by Ron Dow75 In the lobby-living room of the Shady Rest Hotel: "Mrs. Bradley, you can't have anything to do with that, that --Poison!" Mr. Douglas cried. "You're too good and decent a person." It was her that had rescued him from the nightgown he'd been forced to wear, and loaned him the (oversized) men's blue suit with the thin red tie. "Poison??" Mrs. Bradley...
Jealousy can make people do terrible things and the cost can be very high. This is one such case. Edited with comments by LadyCibelle I looked at myself in the mirror, rubbed a little blush into my cheeks and took a brush to my hair for one last touch. I sighed, backed away and put on the short black dress I bought this week. It was perfect, not too short and not too long. I still had good legs and I loved to show them off. Bill always made comments about them and I guess he convinced me how...
Jealousy can make people do terrible things and the cost can be very high. This is one such case. Edited with comments by LadyCibelle I looked at myself in the mirror, rubbed a little blush into my cheeks and took a brush to my hair for one last touch. I sighed, backed away and put on the short black dress I bought this week. It was perfect, not too short and not too long. I still had good legs and I loved to show them off. Bill always made comments about them and I guess he convinced me how...
Alyssa and Austin were inseperable from the time they were born, unlike normal siblings they never fight, come to think of it they never argue either. Both like the same things: style, music, fashion, video games, movies, and...eachother. Alyssa is the younger twin: dark raven black hair that cascades down her back, bright blue eyes accentuated by her dark gothic make-up, nice sized breasts, and a slender curvy figure that she doesn't cover up to well with her various mini-skirts and corsets....
IncestWe lay there in his bed with the tangled juxtaposition of discovering a new lover. It is a moment filled with relief because here I am: living, breathing, actually even panting a bit on the other side of an anxiety-filled first encounter. Once again I did not turn into a pumpkin. My new lover is a gentle and caring man. No alien split out of his skin in the throes of orgasm.He treated my juices as a delicacy. I enjoyed his smells and sounds. In some ways, every lover is different and yet, in...
Group SexHe had long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and a clear complexion. There was no doubt about he was the hottest boy in the whole of Lanphier High School. Then the school bell rang. He sighed in regret and pulled himself away from the mirror. He had always hated school, the routine, the fact he couldn’t look at himself, the homework, the lack of mirrors in the classrooms, the long hours. And oh, and did he mention the lack of mirrors? He walked to the classroom with a look of pride that most...
I’ve been seeing this Gemini for three months now and I must say that I’ve already found myself compromising and trying to be patient and trying to understand what I’ve gotten myself into. The thing is, he and I understand each other in more than just intellectual conversation, which is why I keep thinking he can’t possibly be a Gemini but however, this describes him to a t. I went three weeks without seeing him and barely communicating because he was so busy and it about had me bawling on the...
She stands at the kitchen sink, the bubbles from the washing up liquid covering her hands. She stares out of the window into the back garden but her eyes are glazed, locked into a different time and space, her hands working as if on autopilot but her mind unaware that she has been cleaning the same plate for the past ten minutes. She closes her eyes as the feeling of the lead weight in the pit of her stomach grows, the bile rising in her throat past the lump of tears that refuses to flow. Her...
Hi. I'm Lena. You won't know me. Although some of you may, in a way. I wasn't always known as Lena, you see. I'll explain. When I was 15 I was in all the papers locally. A schoolboy went missing. Massive hunt. Then, several weeks later, he showed up again. There was no real explanation and all was forgotten. Until now. I was a regular teenager. Chased the girls a little, never really pushed my luck, I should be quite clear. I had a pal from early childhood, let's call her Anne....
Afterwards, she led the pledge class in serenading the actives during Sunday dinner. They could have sounded better, but nobody complained. The meeting dealt with two routine matters, and she got to study most of the afternoon and evening. She would, at least, be prepared for Monday. Monday night, the pledges were kept in the study room after dinner. Laura had persuaded Natalie that this would maintain discipline while having them likelier to pass their subjects. She sat with them doing her...
Kayla hastily tried to rearrange her clothes and comb her fingers through her hair to tame the “just fucked” tangle. Someone released her feet from their buckles and she brought her legs back together, realizing for the first time how stiff she had become. “Can I take off this blindfold yet?” Kayla asked. “Just hold on a minute,” Melina ordered. Kayla heard the jingle of a belt buckle and the zip of a zipper, and then the slam of the limo door as someone exited the vehicle. “Now you can...
Straight Sex“Wow. Wow wow wow!” Max cheered as I let her go. Alex charged my face, displacing Max and grabbing my skull. Her kiss was sloppy, random, and awesome. I moved my hands to her waist. “Hey there,” Sam purred, and squeezed my cock through my jeans. Her breasts were pressed into the back of my ribs. Alex broke the kiss in a rush backwards. She was red, flushed, giggling. She grinned broadly. She was almost apologetic in saying: “Sam’s knuckles were tickling me.” I reached down, intent on...
Paul had had a hell of a day. The boss had been on his case all day about a project that he needed to take care of. It wasn't even his project - he was going to have to fix someone else's fuck up! On top of that he had found out that the promotion he had been counting on wasn't going to happen due to "budget cuts". Yeah right! The company wasn't worried about budget cuts - they were just concerned with their profit margin! He was driving home and passed by the same bar he had passed by a...
InterracialHi friends mera naam DHARMENDER hai.. Aur mera ye pehla story hai.. Agar aap logoon ko mera story pasand aiye to please mujhe pm karo or comment bhiYe kahani 4 saal purani hai jab mere jiju hamare ghar ke pas shift huye the. Who December ka mahina tha aur mere son in law ka birthday function tha jis din maine use pahele bar dekha tha. Jab maine usse ghar pe dekha tho kya pathaka lag rahi thi. Je kar raha tha ki abhi mai use uthake bed pe dal apani payas bhujadu…Usi din mere jiju ne mera...
When the alarm went off at 3:45, I got right up, ignoring the snooze button I'd planned on hitting a couple of times. I thought about all the bullshit we'd gone through over the past couple of days, getting ready for the trip, then compared it to the planning of what to put in a backpack for a five day wilderness trip last winter. The attention was on making it light back then, taking only those things that I believed were essential. This time, space and weight were considerations but being...
Gay Mature Loafer Fantasy. I moved into the men's room apartments about a year ago. It's been a pretty nice apartment for the money now that I'm retired. It is a great group of guys. I came back in after hanging out outside with the guys. We walked down to the liquor store and bought some cigars and beer. We sat on the benches out front most of the night. It was a warm night. I wore my red button up shirt. jean shorts. Some red sheer socks. My tassel loafers. After a cigar and a few beers I...
Mark Elsa and I hadn’t just made love; I’d fertilized her egg with my sperm. The essence of my being, my family, and my heritage had merged with hers to create a life. She knew with certainty that we’d done the deed that night. As we’d finished and I’d filled her vagina with my spend, her eyes got large after we kissed. She whispered, “I love you, daddy,” and then she cried with joy so I felt her tears on my chest as we lay in bed cuddling. She whispered, “We did it. That was ‘it.’” I was...
From 5 years ago I create a facebook account to search for a date to met from time to time and to fuck, I searched on facebook for gay groups in my area installed some gay app but I wasn't able to find a person to chat for long time until we share our identity until that I get one message from facebook that someone messaged me and he is not a fake profile at all he was having a lot of friends that are religious and he have some facebook photo in place near me.I started messaging with this...
Hello ladies and gentlemen. I’m Sandy. This is my first story here so please excuse if you find any mistakes. I don’t intend this to be a wham bham thank you ma’am types. This happened for real just enjoy the story. I’m 24 but my sex life started at 19 when I enjoyed with one of my friend’s gf. Let me introduce the heroine of the story, Sindhu. She’s 5’7″, milky white skin with a structure which would turn heads even when she’s not dressed up. The first time I saw her I knew she was out of my...
It was the disease the white man brought to us. It wiped out almost our entire tribe. There were only thirteen of us left. The worse part was it wiped out all the women and children. We were a tribe consisting of twelve braves and one witch doctor. Our tribe was only a generation away from being extinct. The winter was almost over and spring was upon us. It was the time we would usually form a big hunting party and have a feast that night. But as I crawled out of my tipi I noticed no one was...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMy name is Samuel Thurston Josephson and I've earned a reputation as a fixer with the company I work for. So on the eve of my birthday and vacation my supervisor came to inform me that I was being transferred to Lagos, Nigeria to take over the operation of our plant there. I'm 29 now 30 years old, 6'1" tall, 210lbs, blond hair/green eyes, deeply tanned and speak English, French, Spanish, Italian, German and Japanese. So I spent my vacation packing and shipping my stuff. After checking in...
We are on our way to the hotel where my wife will have a training course for work. I will join her during her time off to enjoy the hotel, the indoor swimming pool and sauna. We have a busy life and we should not miss the opportunity to relax together in a nice hotel with good facilities. When she booked the hotel my wife was already excited about the sauna. After a hour you feel relaxed, all dirty stuff has left your body and you sleep well. First thing we do after arrival at the hotel is...
Introduction: Please read Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 & 6 for a better understanding of this chapter. Please read Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 & 6 for a better understanding of this chapter. Names have been changed. ___________________________________________________________ My episode with Tom really mustve worked me out because after my shower I fell asleep on my bed, wearing only my towel, hair still wet. When I opened my eyes and looked at my phone, it was 3:24pm and I had 7 missed calls, 5 of them from...
Hello, guys!! This is Sagar Sharma from Bangalore I am a lonely guy ditched by my girlfriend (for another guy). I am 5’7” and weigh 77 KGs fair in colour. Really starving for sex, nowadays attracted more towards aunties of around 30-40 years old. Now get ready to read my story. This is a real incident happened in my life, so it is a bit longer than usual. Please over look any grammatical mistakes. As I said, My GF ditched me for another person who is doing PhD abroad. I am also a research...
Kavitha got of from sleep with the noice the alarm making.she looked at it ,she shocked to what she saw it is already 7:30 ,she jumped from the bed and ran to her daughters bed room.There her two daughters manish(13) and preeti(10) are fully asleep.immidiatly she woke them up and send them to the bathroom.she hrriedly went to kitchen to prepare the tiffin for her daughters.she hard the sound of their car.she made everything ready and called their daughters.they are ready with their bags.she...
'Bored, bored, bored, ' thought Wayne as the family all turned up to start tea and get him involved with preparations. All he wanted to do was nip back down to Waitahanui and fuck Maria, his friend's wife, again. He'd been a little surprised that Geoff had been away on business when he'd called to get some help with the boat, or rather get some beers and put the world to rights. However Maria had invited him in to share a beer anyway and one thing had led to another until she'd ended up...