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Come on already! Why can’t I have a vacation without this feeling of impending doom? Wasn’t Kate’s family crisis enough?

I knew the feeling all too well now. Oddly I found that out here in the mountains I was able to reach out for over hundreds of miles in all directions. Other than small little pop-up storms, with maybe a dozen cloud to cloud bolts of lightning and some cloud to ground lightning strikes somewhere near the coast, there wasn’t anything even remotely looking like a storm. I made myself see if there was lava about to blow out the top of one of the mountains or energy that looked like an impending earthquake. Still nothing. I even let my goggles connect to my brain to look at the possible things that could be happening here or back at home. Other than an interstate bridge collapsing somewhere in Georgia from a fire under it, there wasn’t anything even remotely close. Still I couldn’t shake the feeling.

I must be on high alert for any signs of trouble coming this way or toward home. Something is going to happen.

It was bugging me so much after our late breakfast that I went out for a walk by myself. I had my bag on my back as I headed off up a trail that went up to the top of one of highest hills in this area. I’m not sure if I ran all the way up there, magically teleported, or what, but I was soon standing in a clearing that let me see a long way in every direction. Other than a haze over the airport, the sky was completely clear without a cloud in sight. I couldn’t figure it out. I was quite surprised when a man and woman, about ten feet from me, were having a very noisy shared climax.

How long had I been off in my own world?

They obviously knew I was there, but didn’t seem to mind. When the guy finally rolled off the girl I had to force myself not to laugh. His dick was still hard. It couldn’t have been much over five and a half inches long and wasn’t even as thick as mine. He hadn’t used a rubber either. When the girl went off into the trees to pee he just headed back down the trail without a word to her.

“Paul? Paul? Where did you go,” the woman called out.

When she looked over at me I shrugged before saying, “He didn’t say anything to me before heading back down the trail. Maybe he went for a beer, smoke, or sandwich?”

She came over, sat beside me, and then started to cry.

Ok. I’m getting the whole girl and woman crying response down pat now.

I turned to be sitting astride the bench and then pulled her to me so the side of her head was laying against my chest as I rubbed her back and held her hand. Much like I was coming to find out, she needed more than that and moved to be sitting with her legs over mine. I started rubbing her back with both hands now as she cried into my chest. When she was cried out I had one hand rubbing her back and the other running though her hair.

Eventually she leaned back to use my towel to dry her eyes before asking, rhetorically, “Why can’t I get a good fuck?”

She grumbled about jacking him off before they started to hike and sucking him off three times on the way up here hoping to get him to last a few minutes once they got up here. She was already so close that he only had to last for a minute to get her off, but he blew his wad fumbling around looking for her vagina. Since he stayed hard she guided him inside. Luckily all the times on the way up here and a lot last night had made it so he only dry fired when he came the last time inside her. He was supposed to wear a rubber, but she needed it so badly she didn’t remember until he was already done.

“You know between last night and today, if I was at the right time of the month to get pregnant, he would be the daddy and he knows it,” She said as I found the place in my head showed she was safe for at least a week. “I can’t believe my first time with a dick actually penetrating me was that bad.”

Hugging her close to me I said, “I’m sorry it was bad for you. He did like a lot of guys. He got off, rolled off you and left. Not a dang bit of caring if you enjoyed it at all. I bet when you get back to camp and run into him he will ask if you want to do it again. I bet he will even say that he doesn’t need to wear a rubber now since he didn’t need it earlier. I wish I could speak from experience, but I wouldn’t talk about it even if I had sex already.”

She held me tightly for a while before she asked, “So if we hooked up you wouldn’t say a thing to anyone?”

“Sort of. I would talk with you about it in private, but only you since that is between us only,” I replied.

Scooting back to be sitting on the bench she reached down between my legs to play with my dick. Her eyes got wide when she saw me getting bigger as I got hard.

“I have an odd question. Do you know how to eat pussy?” she asked.

Instead of answering I slid off the bench got her moved around a bit and had a shag lunch at the Y. She was begging for my dick by the time I was able to lick her off a second time. I sat back on the bench before pulling her back into my lap.

Smiling I asked her, “Did I do it right?”

Her response was to stand up, reach for my dick, notch it against her vagina, and started letting her body weight make her slide down it. Surprisingly it slid all the way to the hilt with no need of her to rock her hips or anything else to get it slippery enough to go in her all the way. She didn’t stay like that for long. Her pussy had an itch only my long dick could scratch. She seemed set on making sure it was well scratched. When she got tired I had her lock her arms and legs around me so I could move us over to the grass. I gave her the fuck she had been wanting, and then some. She was limp when I pulled out.

“Wow! Did you finally cum it inside me? It seemed like you would never finish,” she asked.

Holding my dick out toward her I said, “Nope. I would have kept going, but you went limp like you passed out. If you want me to do it some more I will.”

She did, so I did. As I filled her full of dead swimmers and the associated goo, I felt the bad feeling come rolling in full force. I looked around some more and still didn’t see anything anywhere close that could explain the feeling. All the airplanes headed to the airport would end up smashing into the hills around the camp before they could be able to do any damage to the camp.

She headed back to came after we washed off in a small mountain stream fed pond. We could have gone back together, but she didn’t want anyone thinking I had been the one who had fucked her silly. She wanted the guy she came up there with to be assumed to have done the job. It would have him sampling some other girls too. They would find out he was a lousy lay and ask her who really fucked her until she was way past sated.

Works for me. This bad feeling is driving me crazy.

Word travelled even faster than the woman had expected. Seems the guy had three more fucks lined up between the time he finished with her and when she came back to camp. I could tell by the looks in women’s eyes that they knew already who had been able to give that woman a great fuck. I was sort of herded off to one of the cabins by four of them. As soon as the door was shut they locked it and threw the safety bolt so no one could come in on us.

“So, we were wondering David,” One of the women said. “Do you think you could let us all feel it inside us without going off as soon as it got a bit wet? We don’t want to get pregnant, but we need a good fuck. We will take that risk in exchange for having what rumors are saying is the biggest available dick for our tight vaginas. It won’t take more than a few minutes for any of us to get off. I mean if you do cum and can’t pull out ... Well we all agreed that will be our problem.”

With my dick already rock hard I asked, “Do any of you want or need me to cum inside you? If you do then I can make sure I move over to you when I start feeling it getting close. If want to feel me cum inside you without the risk I have rubbers in my bag. I don’t know if I will know the difference when I get inside you. It will be my first time.”

First time inside you that is...

All of them said they didn’t really want it to happen or need it to, but didn’t mind if it did. They said if they were going to get pregnant then it was likely they already were. Around two hours later all four had rivers of my semen running out of them. I didn’t waste a single sperm on them even though they weren’t pregnant yet, but were very ripe. Any guy with a few million sperm to spare would kick start their bun warmer.

All of them were falling asleep as I slipped out of the cabin.

Damn it! I can’t shake this feeling and it is worse than at school or even before the tornado heading toward Trudy’s house.

As I walked I felt a breeze blow over me and then heard the leaves above me getting blown hard. Looking out with the place in my head I found a long line of very strong thunderstorms forming up out of thin air that were headed right at us. The best I could guess was they were summer storms that formed quickly. I knew that once the line of storms made it up over the mountains that they would be firing off bolts of lightning as they stalled over top of us for hours. We only had maybe half an hour before the storms arrived.

Since my goggles were still linked to the place in my head I saw the severe thunderstorm warning pop up for the storms and then saw that the way the atmosphere was right now it was blocking the signals sent to trigger emergency weather radios. In my head I saw the exact energy I needed to pull in to get the signal through the mountains to weather radios around camp. The main radio that needed to get the signal was the radio in the camp manager’s office. As soon as I saw the signal had triggered all the radios to kick off their alert to make the severe weather announcement I made myself not see anything but Molly. Once I found her my goggles plotted me the fastest route to where she was off using her Molly Speaks app to talk with one of the highly functional autistic kids. They were at the other end of the camp from the path I had taken down from the mountain. I hadn’t heard anyone reacting to the storm coming as I tore off toward Molly as fast as I could get over the rocks, plants, roots and bushes between her and I. There was what sounded like someone talking back in the direction of camp, but I didn’t have time to listen. The storm had picked up speed and there was only about fifteen minutes to get people somewhere safe.

As I came skidding into the place where Molly and the autistic kid were sitting, I pulled Molly up off the ground, backed up against her chest, pulled her arms around my neck and reached back to pull a leg toward my waist. It took me a few seconds to realize she probably never had a piggy back ride in her life.

“Molly climb on my back and lock your legs around my waist,” I told her as I just picked up the younger girl she had been talking with in my arms. “There is a big storm heading this way. A lot of kids are out in the middle of the lake on floats and tubes. You are the fastest and strongest swimmer I have ever met.”

Whether it was instinctual or not, Molly was locked onto me like a baby monkey holding onto its mother. The girl in my arms had one arm around the back of my neck between her and Molly. The other was gripping both girl’s bags. I didn’t have time to take the path so I had my shield go around all of us so I didn’t need to worry about blackberry bushes, tree branches or anything else I was running us through. The girl I was carrying had her eyes squeezed shut, so that made it a lot easier.

I don’t know how I knew the cabin the girl’s family was using, but I turned away from the lake long enough to set her on her feet at the bottom of the stairs to the porch. She told Molly she would take Molly’s bag over to our cabin since it wasn’t far away. If she couldn’t get back to hers, she would stay put in our cabin.

I only barely heard her as I turned to run hard for the lake now that there was a clear path. As soon as we arrived I pulled Molly’s shoes off, got her off my back and then she ran flat out toward the diving board. She got a lot of air before hitting the water and starting to swim hard. Most of the little kids near the shore were keeping the adults busy as the kids on float were paddling as hard as they could to get out of the water. In less time that it took the rafts to move ten feet closer to the beach, Molly had made it out to them. I have no idea where the rope came from or even how she had it around her to pull in some of the floats, but I saw a group of four moving quickly behind Molly. Reaching out with the place in my head I had it giving Molly all the good energy she needed to swim hard to get the others in before the storm hit.

As Molly swam hard back toward the other floats, I was on the ground doing my best to get shoes on the tweens that Molly had just gotten to shore. As soon as I had one kid done I told them to get their stuff and run for the nearest shelter if they couldn’t get to their own cabin in the next five minutes. To get them motivated I swatted their butts. When Molly came in with two rafts with a lot of little kids someone tossed her a long rope. She didn’t need to be told what to do with it as it started following her back out to the center of the lake. Once she had it tied to any floats with a place to tie it to, through a hole in the float or wrapped around the hands of a kid and where they could hold it, a bunch of us started to pull them in. Unfortunately, we had to keep from pulling too hard because it could cause kids to fall in.

As we got the rest of the floats to the shore I started looking for Molly. Two kids were off at the other side of the lake that must have been off in the woods messing around. The girl seemed to be a strong swimmer, but I don’t think the boy knew how to swim, or not very well. I watched as Molly got him so he was on her back as she started swimming back toward the beach.

Having him holding onto her like that must be driving her insane. I wonder what she was thinking about in her head to distract herself. Was she able to focus enough on her swimming hard to get him over here?

When they got to shore I found that the boy didn’t have any problem running flat out toward the hotel area, completely leaving the girl he was with to fend for herself.

What a dick!

Almost everyone around the beach had headed out to get somewhere safe. Molly mimed to the girl’s body and then put her hands together, put the back of one against her face and tilted her head. She pointed to me, the girl and off toward the area of one of the cabins down the road.

“Hand me your bag and get on my back. You need to get you inside. This storm is going to be really nasty as fast as it is blowing in,” I told her.

Are those her hard nipples pushing into my back?

It only took two minutes to get the girl to her cabin. Both of her parents thanked me and told me I needed to get in there with them to be safe. I didn’t mean to seem rude, but I already had the place in my head and goggles showing me where people where that didn’t hear the warnings or even know a storm was headed this way. I had my goggles using accessing the terrain maps it could find to guide me on a path that got me passing through the places from where the closest ones were to the farthest ones in this direction.

The wind had really picked up as I got to the second group. They were completely oblivious as they fucked each other hard. I pulled the guy back off the girl so hard he fell about five feet behind me. The girl recovered first and was extremely pissed. She started cussing me out until the whole area around us got almost pitch black. I felt the energy going up to the clouds for a lightning bold to strike on the other side of the mountain from where we were right now. I blocked that ionization path and reached out to the clouds to pull the lightning down where I wanted it to go. I watched as the hairs on their bodies stood up a second before I had the lightning hit a big tree about twenty feet away. I made sure it was three times the energy of a normal lightning bolt so that already dead tree exploded with bits of wood flying off in all directions.

“Sorry for the coitus interruptus. I came to warn you that there was a big storm headed this way, but you know that now. I have to run and try to let others using the other ‘mapped’ areas,” I told them as I tore off for the next area.

When I got there, I found the girls and boys were hurrying off in the opposite direction from camp. One told me there was a big cave that sloped upward inside that the camp they used for ghost stories and other things when it was a parent’s night away from the kids. Since this was on the way I was going I ran with them in case someone couldn’t run that fast or got hurt.

Well at least my luck is predictable.

On the way three girls and two boys ended up on someone’s back. I had one on my back and was carrying another. When we got to the cave we found a bunch of kids, and a few adults, in the cave already. They had candles and lanterns already going to give some light. Two of the groups I was going to tell to get to safety were already heading toward the cave as I ran toward the last group. By the time I got to the group the furthest away the rain was blowing almost sideways and lightning was hitting all around me.

As I got to the group I found it was a bunch of tweens just hanging out at set of benches around a small pond. Every one of them was now scared shitless. The hail starting to pelt down onto their naked bodies didn’t help any. No matter what I tried, none of them would get moving. I finally had to pull lightning down to hit two different places, on either side of them, to get them more scared of the lightning hitting them than trying to stay put. I kept having lightning hit around us to keep them running. A I took up the rear I pulled lightning into me and had my shield convert it to good energy for their muscles.

As soon I stop pushing energy into them and the adrenaline wears off they are going to sleeps for hours. If that doesn’t do it their bodies trying to replenish the energy for their muscles will.

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Rule#1: A sissy does not have a cock. A sissy has a clittyRule#2: A sissy wears a bra and pantiesRule#3: A sissy loves cockRule#4: A sissy loves cumRule#5: A sissy takes it in the assRule#6: A sissy loves pinkRule#7: A sissy loves her toysRule#8: A sissy dresses like a slutRule#9: A sissy sharesRule#10: Sissies love facialsRule#11: A sissy must have a tight assRule#12: A sissy must have perfect bimbo makeupRule#13: A sissy grows big fake titsRule#14: A sissy is a pro cock suckerRule#15: One is...

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Jokes and GigglesChapter 908 Canada Day 150

Happy Canada Day 150 These are compliments of Fangman: The light turned yellow, just in front of him!! He did the right thing and stopped at the crossing, even though he could have beaten the red light by accelerating through the intersection. The tailgating woman behind him was furious and honked her horn, screaming in frustration, as she missed her chance to get through the intersection. As she was still in mid-rant, she heard a tap on her window and looked up into the face of a very...

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Shelter from the Storm

The wipers swished back and forth, not even making it to the end of their travel before the heavy, wet snow once again obscured the view. If anything, it was starting to come down harder. As he had climbed higher into the mountains, it first seemed that the snow was becoming a little thicker, less mixed with rain and more with sleet. But, then again, that may just have been his imagination. Now the snow was definitely harder but there was still a lot of sleet and freezing rain. Anyway he looked...

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Winter Storm

Joanna is a shy, young student at the junior college. She signed up for one of my classes this past Fall and I have come to know her rather well. Earlier today, I found a message on the department answering machine. ‘Dr. Storm, could you drop by tonight? I am having difficulty with one of the problems you assigned, and maybe you could help me with it.’ Well, she lives on The Rez, and her house is on the route I take to my place. I’ll stop by and see what I can do.   It is cold. A winter...

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Summer Storm

Just walking from my car to the front door through the hot, steamy July weather got me sweaty. As the door closed behind me, I reveled in the cooler air of the air-conditioned house. It was turning out to be a long, hot summer and the weather, my work, and just about everything else, were driving me crazy. To top it all off, I was spending the summer alone. My live-in girlfriend Dana, who should have been my release and relief, had taken off for a month or more on a work assignment. A...

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The Summer storm

It had been a beautiful day on the west coast. The sun was hot and there was just enough of a breeze to keep the body cool. The waves that were crashing on the beach had been slow and fun. There were all kinds of bodies frolicking in the water, body surfing and boogie boarding. But the evening was fast approaching and there was something in the air, a smell and a feeling that could only mean a storm was heading it’s way into shore. The couple had rented a cabin on the beach. It wasn't a big...

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Winter Storm

Joanna is a shy, young student at the junior college. She signed up for one of my classes this past Fall and I have come to know her rather well. Earlier today, I found a message on the department answering machine. "Dr. Storm, could you drop by tonight? I am having difficulty with one of the problems you assigned, and maybe you could help me with it." Well, she lives on The Rez, and her house is on the route I take to my place. I'll stop by and see what I can do.   It is...

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The Storm Shelter

“Honey!  We have to go right now!” Cynthia called out with an edge of panic in her voice.I was running through the house checking that all the windows and doors were tightly locked.  A strong gust of wind rattled the last rain-spattered window as I checked it.  Cynthia looked concerned when I eventually joined her in the car.  I quickly checked that she had packed the overnight bags and blankets before reversing out the garage.Hurricane Irma was scheduled to make landfall later that night.  It...

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The Storm

It was a late summer afternoon as the sun shown brightly in the western sky as he left work. It was on his way home that he noticed the dark ominous clouds on the horizon and the scent of rain was in the air. Dusting off his plants and shirt before jumping into his truck he rolled down the windows on the old 69 Ford he drove. As he drove out of the parking lot he waved at Bob saying have a good one Bob, and he turned left and drove down the street. On the way out of town he stopped by the...

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Storm

Storm By R. Johnston Chapter 1: The Arrival The unmarried Kennedy sisters' small farm was on a quiet stretch of the coast just about a mile from the sea. Jane in her early forties and Maggie younger by a few years, managed to make a living from their small dairy herd and a flock of free range hens. The farmhouse was a two storied solid building surrounded by elm trees planted half a century ago to protect it from the prevailing north wind. It could not be seen from the main...

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Eye of the Storm

EYE OF THE STORM BY PAUL G. JUTRAS (MIXTURE OF TG FICTION WITH TRUE STORM EVENTS) It was Saturday night and the road outside his parent's house was deserted. For three days Paul and his folks had watched as I-4 and 95 went bumper-to-bumper traffic, so that one could travel faster by foot to evacuate for Hurricane Frances. Paul's dad believed in his house better than any shelter and had the three of them hunker down there. It was 5pm when the power went out. "I'm starting to think...

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Lady of the Storm

I could see you on the horizon in the distance, standing on the beach. The wind from the approaching storm was stirring from the south, and it was making your gown ripple and flow from your body. From this distance I could just make out the subtle curve of your hips, the strong posture of your shoulders on the windward side. You stood still there on the shore, the white of your robe like a beacon against the rapidly darkening sky. I was drawn to you. I stepped of the porch of my beach house...

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Brewing Up A Storm

This short story is based on the two characters that were in my first story Elaine and Me. Some years have elapsed and they are still in love. I think that this story might illustrate the prejudice experienced by TS women everywhere. If anyone has any comments then please let me know. Brewing Up A Storm By Elaine Copyright 2001 "Darling will you help me get ready?" Elaine asked standing in the doorway. "Sure," he replied smiling at the scantily clad woman standing before...

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The Storm

The impending storm was bringing the twilight faster than usual.  He was seated on a barstool on one side of the counter in the kitchen, glancing absently at a newspaper spread out on the counter, and she stood directly opposite him, on the other side of the counter.  Thunder sounded in the distance.  He filled his heavy flat-bottomed glass with scotch from the decanter on the counter.  She looked at the sky then the clouds through the window to the West.  ?Storm brewing.?  she said.  ?Big...

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The Storm Damage

Edited by George5. Of course, I had to screw with it afterward; so all missing steaks are mine. My marriage was destroyed and my anger peaked and was sustained by a power outage. Then another storm helped make some repairs. My name is Carl Arthur Thomas and at the time I was destroyed I was 29 years old and had been married for 5 years. We had no kids and had not talked about starting a family. I am 6’ 1/2” tall, blue-eyed, 180 pounds, and prematurely gray-haired. I am told that the gray...

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The Ice Storm Cometh

Maine: 2013Susan sat in her driveway, hands trembling on the steeringwheel. Her mind was exactly thirteen and a half miles away in a Dodge Ram 4X4 parked at the gym where she worked out. Her affair with Mac, consummated barely an hour ago, left her whole body shaking. She didn’t quite know how she was able to navigate the icy streets to the home and shared with her husband of eleven years, Tom, and their two children. Even with Mac following her to her driveway and then discreetly keep going...

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Storm Shelter Sex Finale

The air conditioner had kept the air temperature in my bedroom at a comfortable 72 degrees. But Lisa and I had both generated quite a bit of body heat while she gave me a masterful blowjob and I feasted on her boobs with my mouth while at the same time twiddling her twat with my fingers and pleasuring her clit with my thumb, until both of us enjoyed stupendous orgasms. Lust and sexual activities both generate heat… Some mentally, and some physically. Both Lisa and I had at least temporarily...

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Storm

“It’s coming! Hurry up, fuck, hurry the fuck up!”He is yelling at me, pushing heavy curtains that cover the glass wall of the living room to the sides, howling like a wild dog. A giant storm is coming, the sky has turned black and the lights above the kitchen desk are flickering. The air smells of rain and electricity, and it makes me shiver. He makes me shiver, too.It’s wakened up in him again, this element, this force. Oh my God, what’s going to happen this time? It excites him so much he...

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Stranded at Sea The Storm Part 2

"Hey Andy. How are you feeling? Did you get much sleep?” she asked, looking concerned. "Pretty well actually", I wasn't lying. I felt very refreshed. "Where did you find those clothes?” I asked quickly. "Downstairs. In that food store room at the back there's a case with lots of old looking clothes", Janet replied. I nodded and my attention turned to the deck of the boat. "What are they doing?" I asked as I spotted Kathy, accompanied by Sarah, both of them leaning over the...

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Our First Storm

We’ve never met before. Tonight is our first night. Online chats and emails don’t count and neither does the half hour on the phone, hearing one another for the first time and planning tonight’s rendezvous. All I know is that you are tall and blonde, a few years older than me, that you are married with kids and that you love sex. All you know about me is that I am married, younger and shorter, and that I love sex too. Correction. I love women. I love giving them pleasure. Sex is just one avenue...

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The Storm Shelter II Cynthia

Cynthia woke up before most of the people in the storm shelter.  She had slept quite well and considering how much she hated sleeping anywhere other than a bed; it was a small miracle that she had slept at all.   The worst of the storm seemed to have passed, the wind had died down and a steady rain was all that remained of the retreating storm.Cynthia was pleased that she could hear light snoring coming from Jason confirming that he was still asleep.  She needed some time to just think with no...

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Any Port in a Storm

Hello readers. Let me get my usual blah, blah, blah out of the way and then I'll get onto the story. Firstly, art credit for the lovely cover goes to the talented Tinnies. Second, this story was started over on my Patreon page and I want to thank my awesome Patrons for continuing to support my work. The Patreon version of this story will be a chapter or more ahead of this version so if you want to stay right up to date and you want to show me some love I invite anyone able to come on over and...

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Eye Of The Storm

It was late. Storm clouds hung in the air, each adding another dark textured layer to the night sky. A flash of lightning illuminates all around for the briefest of moments before the deep rumble of thunder and darkness descends once more. Heavy rain pounds relentlessly against the floor to ceiling office windows, the bustling city swarming below. Building lights span as far as the eye can see, the red streak of blurred taillights painting a vivid picture as people feverishly rush to get out of...

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Storm

It’s been hovering in the 90s all week and while there has been some sunbathing, we have both stuck to the somewhat coolness and shade of indoors. Today the heat broke a bit and looking out over the ocean we could see dark storm clouds. We clapped our hands and looked forward to seeing the storm wash across our little bit of beach.Now, as the sun sets behind us, the clouds roll closer and closer. I pull you up from the chair you have been curled in, reading. I take your book and set it down,...

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MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORM

MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORMBy : VoyeurKingNOTE : This story is entirely true and was experienced first hand by yours truly. This is the tale of how I lost my virginity, and might give you some insight on the feeling of magic, excitement, and sexual hunger and desire of my youth. The names of the characters have been changed to protect their identities, and the dialogue isn’t verbatim (it was almost 9 years ago) - I have not made any additional editing to spice it up – This is how I lost my...

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The Storm

I went on vacation to this this lake resort, by myself. I just needed some peace and quiet, being able to do what ever I want to do. I like this resort I went to, because I'm able to lay on the dock without a bathing suit if I want.Which, the first day I was there, I went to the local store, stocked up on some groceries, a few bottles of wine and a new blow up raft. I went back to my cabin, made some lunch, changed into my cover up and headed to the dock. I brought my radio and the raft. ...

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Riding out a storm with my girlfriends Mom

I was in my early 30's and had been dating Sue for about three months when she talked to me about taking a trip to her parents cabin for the weekend. The trip up to Duluth for the weekend seemed fun and I looked forward to it. It was going to be the last trip of fall as winter was coming and little did we know how fast it would come. As it turns out Sue and her dad were going to head up there on Friday night and I was to pick up here mom Saturday afternoon to ride up together. As we got going...

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Our First Storm

We’ve never met before. Tonight is our first night. Online chats and emails don’t count and neither does the half hour on the phone, hearing one another for the first time and planning tonight’s rendezvous. All I know is that you are tall and blonde, a few years older than me, that you are married with kids and that you love sex. All you know about me is that I am married, younger and shorter, and that I love sex too. Correction. I love women. I love giving them pleasure. Sex is just one avenue...

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Gathering Storm Chapter 4

I woke to the sound of several things going on all at once. Even before my eyes completely opened I could hear the sound of the rain beating against the windows. It was constant, not as bad a downpour as I'd heard before, but certainly continuous. But it was again a reminder of the severe storm heading our way. Secondly, as my eyes did open, I could also hear the sound of the shower telling me in an instant that Cynthia was already up and getting ready to head into the city. Something I...

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Amity 1 StormChapter 23 Loose Ends

In the morning, we had a staff meeting. I explained that we had to go home for a few days and then we had to take the Sarans home. I appointed Oslo as my manager and told him to contact James in Iron Hills for his supplies. If he needed more staff, he was welcome to hire them. He could also have the flat above, once we left. He liked this idea very much. He and Wayne asked if their girls could stay. They wanted to marry them. I don’t think this surprised any of the staff. I said I’d ask the...

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The StormChapter 43

The Andrews met the Jensons in the dining room for breakfast. Only John, Malcolm, and Caroline were dressed, though Caroline’s dress consisted of a short denim skirt and a cable knit sweater, with nothing else under them. Anita and the girls were wrapped in silk bathrobes, though Anita’s was long, ankle length. The twins were wearing very short nightie-style robes. The Andrews had split apart after John had nailed Cory up the butt, to bathe and dress. Unbeknownst to them, Malcolm and...

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Storm Bound Twins

Storm Bound TwinsThe winter season in Seattle, Washington has a cold and wet climate that is ripe for storms and constantly suffers from power outages.Hannah, who is 24 and living with her twin sister Samantha, was looking out the living room window to the blackened sky and saw a flash of lightning and quickly went to where her sister was currently sitting and shivered as another bolt of lightning flashed from outside.Samantha looked at her sister and shook her head, "You know you really should...

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