Claiborne HighChapter 4
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"OH FUCK ... WHAT TIME IS IT?" Sven's anxious voice quickly roused me out of a deep sleep. I let my eyes open partway and through the soft light drifting in around the drapes, I saw him leaning over to look at the alarm clock beside the bed.
"SHIT!" he exclaimed as he hurriedly threw back the sheets and hopped out of bed.
"Wh ... what's wrong?" Kurt asked in a groggy voice from the other bed.
"I forgot to set the alarm. I'm scheduled to take Rogue for a walk-through first thing this morning," he said as he hurried into the bathroom. He left the door open and we heard the thunderous sound of his morning piss pounding into the toilet. To my ears, it sounded ominously powerful and inviting; I wished I was beneath him right now as he let loose with that torrential offering.
Through dreamy eyes, I looked around. At some point, Sven must have turned off the light. The only light now was the early morning sun gently filtering into the room around the sides of the closed drapes. I was curled up near the bottom of Sven's bed and I felt nice and cozy. There was a pillow under my head and there were blankets on top of me, keeping me nice and toasty from the cool chill of the air conditioning. The last thing I remembered was feeling my mind drift off after taking that last mouthful of cum from Sven's beautiful cock. He must have covered me up and put the pillow under my head as I slept. Knowing what he had done gave me a nice warm feeling inside as I pulled the blanket up to my neck and closed my eyes again.
"You guys just sit tight and take it easy," Sven said as he came out of the bathroom and started to pull on his jeans. I looked up as he pulled a clean shirt out of his bag and drew it over his rugged torso. "I'll probably be back in a couple of hours and then we can go out for breakfast." As I watched him through half-closed eyes, he pulled on his socks and boots, grabbed his keys, then stepped over and kneeled down at the edge of the bed beside me.
"Take good care of our friend here," he said in a whisper as he nodded towards Kurt. "I'll give you some of my own cum when I get back." He gave me a playful smile as he reached forward and tousled my hair affectionately before getting to his feet and quickly leaving.
After the door closed and we heard the truck starting up outside, I heard Kurt moving in his bed across from me and looked over. Through the dim light, I saw that he was on his side facing away and then slowly he rolled back towards me until he was flat on his back. I could see the crisp material of the white sheet tented up invitingly over his rigid erection, the early morning light casting deep lines of shadow as the fabric seemed to flow down from his pronounced knob.
"Come over here, Joey," he said softly as he looked at me intently. I could see the wanton desire in his eyes and knew that we both wanted the same thing; his cock in my mouth. I pushed the sheet off and started to raise myself up on Sven's bed. My whole body ached from the delicious ordeal they'd put me through last night; but it was such a good ache, I knew I wanted more. I was still wearing the riding pants, the cum from my multiple orgasms now dried in a crusty patch on the front. I slid my legs off the edge of the bed and felt shaky as I took the couple of steps over to Kurt's.
"Gimme some head, Joey," he said as I crawled onto the bed. He reached down and drew the sheet off his body until his rugged hairy form was totally exposed; his magnificent cock standing bold upright. "Put that sweet mouth of yours on it and just keep sucking 'til I fill it."
"Yes sir," I said excitedly as I eagerly moved between his spread thighs. His big hairy balls looked swollen and heavy and I knew he'd been recharging while he slept; getting ready to feed me some more of my favorite treat. I leaned in close and wrapped my hand around that velvety hot shaft as I started by licking and sucking his big round nuts.
"Oh yeah, get it nice and wet," he said as I slowly licked my way up his rigid erection, coating his throbbing dick with plenty of hot spit as I went. As I licked at the pronounced inverted 'V' on the underside of his cock-head, I flicked my eyes up and saw that he was lying there with his arm thrown over his eyes. I'm sure he was fantasizing about something or someone as I slavishly worshipped his beautiful hard cock. I slipped my lips over the big flared head and let them sink down the shaft as I wrapped both of my little hands around the thick shaft.
"Oh yeah, suck it," he moaned softly as I started to bob my head at the same time as I pumped my hands up and down in a stimulating corkscrew motion. I pushed more saliva to the front of my mouth and let if flow down his gorgeous cock as I continued to suck at the mouth-filling knob as my hands moved the slick outer sheath of his shaft up and down. I took my time and sucked him nice and slow for the next fifteen minutes or so. I had him on the verge of orgasm a couple of times and then would just stop and hold still, until I felt the urge within him subside. Each time, he'd feed me a nice warm mouthful of his silky pre-cum; a beautiful appetizer for the load I knew was coming. The next time he started to approach his climax, he knew he'd had enough teasing and needed release.
"Oh fuck ... just keep sucking this time ... just keep sucking." I could see him squirming as I sucked and sucked at the rigid pillar of flesh pulsing between my stretched lips. I saw his balls drawing up in their protective sack again and knew he was about to flood my welcoming mouth.
"OH YEAH ... OH FUUUUUUUCCCKKKK," he let out a long deep groan as his cock twitched and then started to shoot. The first thick wad shot forcefully against the roof of my mouth and then it just seemed to start gushing. My sucking mouth quickly filled with the warm succulent cream that I knew I was already addicted to. I felt my cheeks filling and then some started to leak from the corners of my mouth and run down the velvety-hard shaft as I continued to worship his beautiful erection. I swallowed; the delicious silky seed wonderfully coating my throat as it slid luxuriously into my waiting stomach.
"Oh yeah, suck it all out Sherry," Kurt moaned softly as I worked my mouth on the top part of his cock as my jacking hands pumped away at his throbbing shaft. The cum that had leaked from the corners of my mouth quickly turned into a frothy white foam as my hands continued to slide up and down his thick turgid shaft. Finally, his cock stopped shooting and I slowed the movement of my coaxing hands on his sensitive member.
"Mmmmmmm," I purred softly as I swallowed the rest of his cum. I held my hands still and nursed softly at the drooling tip of his slowly deflating cock, anxious to get every last drop out of him that I could. I flicked my eyes up as Kurt lifted his arm from covering his eyes and propped himself up on his elbows.
"Oh man, that was so fucking good," he said as he looked at with me with a satisfied smile on his face. "You really know how to suck cock, Joey." I felt my heart swell under his kind words of praise and I was so happy that Sven had asked his friend to come with us.
"Th ... thanks Kurt," I replied as I slipped my lips off the spongy head of his cock. "Who's Sherry?"
"Sherry's my wife's little sister," he said with a perplexed look on his face. "Why?"
"You called me Sherry when you were cumming."
"I DID?" he asked in surprise. I could see him turning red as if he'd been caught in something he shouldn't have been thinking or doing.
"Yeah, you did. I don't mind though," I said as I took a long slow lick down the side of his cock, picking up the frothy white of his cum with the flat of my tongue, "if you were thinking about her while I was sucking you ... well ... I ... I kind of like it actually."
"You do?" he asked, the red slowly fading from his face.
"Yeah." I slowly dragged my tongue up the other side of his cock, gathering in the final stray ribbons of his precious seed. "How old is she?"
"She's 14."
"And were you thinking what it would feel like to have her mouth on your cock while I was sucking it?" I asked as I took a slow loving swipe around the broad head of his cock.
"Of fuck, yeah," he said with bated breath and I could see the lust in his eyes as he thought about her.
"Anytime you want to think of her, and whatever you want to do to her, that's okay with me." I slipped my lips right back over the head of his spent cock and closed my eyes in bliss as I sucked on the warm spongy cockhead.
"Well that sounds pretty fuckin' good to me, Joey." I slowly opened my eyes and saw him looking at me with pure desire in his eyes as I pursed my lips and slid then further down his spent cock. "Why don't you go in the bathroom there and get your pussy all nice and cleaned out for me. Then start the shower and I'll join you." The look in his eye told me I was going to get thoroughly fucked again; what a beautiful way to start the day.
I slid out of the bed, but not before giving his cock one last soft soulful suck on the warm tip. My legs still felt shaky beneath me as I made my way into the bathroom. I peeled off the tight stretchy pants and looked at them as I sat on the toilet and took a crap. The front was stained from where I'd cum inside them while they'd been fucking me; and the back was a mess also. The whole back around the slit they'd cut was stained and matted with remnants of their cum and the greasy lube; basically, pure evidence of a wonderful night.
I dropped the pants and after I was done on the toilet, I ran the water until it was nice and warm. With the water running, I looked at myself in the mirror. My mouth gaped open in surprise as I saw the dried gobs and ribbons of cum clinging to my face, sticking in my hair, my eyebrows ... man ... it was everywhere! They'd each cum on my face a few times and I was covered in the stuff, not that I was complaining or anything!
As a contented smile came over my face, I filled the enema bag with the soapy mixture as Sven had taught me. I used it twice in a row as I knew he liked; just to make sure I was as clean as I could be. I rinsed off the kit and put it away before turning on both shower heads. I stepped into the shower; anxiously awaiting Kurt's arrival. I turned into the hot pelting spray and let the soothing pellets of water cascade down on my upturned face.
I heard the shower door open and turned to see Kurt step into the big glass stall. My eyes were immediately drawn to his long heavy cock dangling majestically between his legs. Man, after being naked around both he and Sven, I definitely knew what they meant when they used the term 'hung'. Even in their totally flaccid state, their cocks were incredibly impressive as they hung long and heavy between their strong masculine thighs, hanging almost halfway down to their knees! Even soft, with their massive knobs, their cocks looked like little kid's arms with a fist on the end. I looked at the incredible size of Kurt's dick and shuddered as I realized that the whole length of his gorgeous cock had been inside me last night, and was about to be deep inside me again today. I found myself licking my lips in anticipation as I watched it swing freely between his legs as he stepped towards me.
"Oh yeah, that hot water feels good," he said as he stepped into the driving spray from the shower head beside me, "makes me wanna piss though. You wanna hold it for me, Joey?"
"C ... could I, please?" I asked excitedly.
"Sure, go ahead." He adjusted his feet slightly to each side as I reached forward and wrapped my little hand around the warm girth of his shaft. It felt wonderful as I held it, and then I felt the initial pulse as his piss started to flow through. I watched the red eye at the tip gape open and then his powerful blast spewed forth. His thick yellow stream arced far out across the shower before falling to the floor. I watched as the hot liquid flowed like a slowly moving snake before disappearing down the drain. I lifted his cock and moved the streaming torrent around in a slow circle as I hypnotically watched. He'd had a lot to drink the night before and he pissed for a long time before his stream slowly diminished. I shook off the last drops for him before reluctantly releasing his warm thick cock.
"Aaaaaahh, that's better," he sighed as he turned back into the pelting shower.
"Can I ... can I wash you, sir?" I asked anxiously, my eyes glued to the shimmering water running down his hairy body.
"Sure Joey, help yourself," he said, grinning at me as he turned and put his head beneath the spraying nozzle. I eagerly soaped up my hands and then started to work on his back. His muscular shoulders and broad back felt amazing under my hands as I spread the frothy lather all over him. I worked on his back and then down his strong hairy legs for quite awhile before getting my hands good and soapy and then washing that big round bum of his. The cheeks were deliciously firm and I let my hands run is slow soothing circles all over them before slipping my fingers into his crack. The moist heat was tremendously inviting and I let my hand slide deep into the warm crevice before sliding my slippery fingers over the taut skin at the bottom of his crack and over his tight puckered hole.
"Mmmmm, nice," he moaned before turning around and letting me do his front. His strong defined pecs drew my hands instantly and those perfect muscles looked sensually beautiful with the glistening white foam clinging to his matted chest hair. I worked my way slowly down his brawny rugged form, loving every sweet second as my soapy hands roamed over his fantastic body. As my hands slid over the defined muscles of his stomach and abdomen, I bypassed his inviting cock as I washed his strong muscular thighs and the lower part of his legs. As I came back up and re-lathered my hands, I saw that his cock had already started to swell and thicken. I subconsciously licked my lips and flicked my eyes up to see Kurt leering down at me; a look of pure lust on his face.
"Now, let me feel those beautiful hands of yours on my cock," he said as he spread his legs a little further apart and leaned back against the wall behind him. With my delicate little hands dripping with lather, I eagerly slid my hands down through his nest of pubic hair and onto his long thick cock.
"Mmmmmm," I let out a soft little purr as I slipped my soapy fingers around the velvety-smooth shaft. I could feel it start to swell immediately and as it continued the fill and stiffen, the latent power lurking inside it almost took my breath away. Kurt sat back and let me have my way with him as I ran my hands up and down his growing cock, the incredible force coming alive in my hands. It took only a couple of minutes before it was standing up, stiff as a board; his enormous erection causing my gripping hands to spread further open. As my slippery soapy hands worked up and down religiously, I watched the huge knob get darker and darker in color as it got more and more engorged with his pulsing blood.
"Oh fuck, that feels so good. C'mere," he said as he pushed himself away from the wall and grabbed me by the shoulders. He turned me so my back was against the wall in the position he'd been in. With his big hairy body looming over me, he reached down and slid his hands around my hips and under my bum. With almost no effort, he quickly picked me up and stepped forward slightly to pin my back against the shower wall. As he did, my hands automatically came up to slip around his neck.
"Bring your knees up, Joey," he said with bated breath, his arousal apparent in his breathy whisper. I brought my right leg up first, and as I did, he slipped his hand out from beneath my bum for a second and then brought it back beneath me. We did the same with my left leg, so that now he was still supporting me with his big meaty hands under my bum, but my legs were now draped over his strong muscular arms. He hefted me like a sack of potatoes, his bulging biceps pushing against the insides of my thighs to spread my little bum-cheeks even further apart.
"Oh yeah, this is gonna be so good," he said as he lowered my slightly until I felt the burgeoning head of his cock pressing up against my tight little pucker. A flicker of panic went through me as I knew we had no Vaseline this time; only the slippery coating of the soapy lather I'd been spreading over his stiff cock.
"Just relax that hole for me, Joey," he said in a soft comforting voice as he started to press inwards. I took a deep breath and as I let it out slowly, I concentrated on relaxing my tight sphincter.
"Uuuunnggghhh," I groaned loudly as the broad flared head started to spread and stretch the lips of my yielding boy-pussy. He pulled down a little on my hips and I felt my hole stretching and stretching until the whole plum-sized head popped inside, my pussy-lips quickly gripping down on the firm shaft, just beyond the thick ridge.
"Oh yeah, thataboy," he said in an encouraging voice, "you've got the thickest part. Now let's just get the rest of it inside you." He adjusted his feet slightly and then I felt him ease up on the tight grip he had on my bum. As he did, gravity took over and he let the weight of my own body propel me down the thick upright shaft of his rigid cock.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHH," I gasped as the massive cock rose higher and higher into my yielding channel. My own weight had me dropping all the way down on his stiff erection until I felt my wrinkled pucker press up against his hairy groin.
"Oh God, it's so deep," I moaned as I closed my eyes in bliss and leaned my head back against the shower wall. With my legs well up and draped over his upper arms, it felt exquisite as his powerful thick cock absolutely filled me. As his cock slid far up into me, it was like it was transferring its own power to my body by osmosis; I could feel my own cock hardening and lifting up away from my body.
"Oh fuck, that pussy of yours is so hot and tight," Kurt said in a husky whisper as he adjusted he feet slightly and pulled my bum-cheeks even further apart. I felt him flex his hips backward slightly as he held me in place against the wall, his cock pulling back from inside me. He kept up a smooth backward motion until I felt the thick ridge tugging deliciously against the inside of my clutching hole ... then he slowly and mercilessly plowed it back into me.
"OH GODDDDDDDD," I moaned as my head rolled from side to side against the shower wall. Kurt started to work up a steady rhythm as he fucked me nice and slow and deep. He drove it balls deep into me each time, the massive knob rubbing luxuriously over my enflamed prostate. Within just a minute or so, my cock was hard as rock and sticking up between our joined bodies; pre-cum oozing continuously from the engorged tip. Kurt was fucking me slowly and torturously, the thin film of soap helping to ease the way for his cunt-splitting erection.
"Oh Kurt, it's so hard and deep," I hissed as I felt the luscious tingling feeling starting to spread through my midsection. My arms had gone back over his shoulders, my fingers interlaced behind his neck as I held on. He started to go a little faster now, my body bumping rhythmically against the shower wall as he thrust it into me ... over and over ... his long thick cock completely filling me ... the fronts of my folded-up thighs pressing against my chest with each of his powerful thrusts.
"OMYGOD ... OHMYGOD ... OHMYGOD... ," I moaned as I started to lose control over my body. The delicious sensations seemed centered on my throbbing prostate as his massive hard cockhead tore across it sensually. The feeling started as a dull throb and then quickly escalated to mind-numbing proportions as it rapidly spread throughout my entire midsection. He drew back and then gripped me tightly as he slammed me fiercely against the shower wall; driving his long thick pussy-splitting cock deep into me.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHH," I gasped loudly as his powerful thrust sent me over the edge. I felt the delightful sensation of my semen speeding up the shaft of my pulsing cock and then I dropped my eyes down to see a long white rope of burst forth from the tip and paste itself against Kurt's defined pecs, the silvery ribbon looking wickedly sinful against his dark chest hair.
"SO GOOD..." I moaned softly as I totally lost control and my body started to flop about like a rag doll. My head was rolling from side to side against the shower wall as I relished in the delicious sensations coursing through me. The quivering contractions continued in my groin as I continued to shoot off, my pearly seed coating the flesh of our joined bodies.
"OH FUCK ... HERE IT COMES," Kurt warned as he slammed his cock deep into me, the engorged knob starting to shoot his precious load high up into my waiting guts. My arms had fallen to my sides and I was slumped against the wall as Kurt continued to hammer his ejaculating cock deep into me. I could feel his load bathing the clutching walls of my gripping pussy as he flooded my guts with his thick manly seed.
"Mmmmmm," I purred softly as I used the muscles inside me to milk his ejaculating cock.
"YESSSSS," he hissed as he shot wad after thick hot wad deep inside me. He continued to hunch and pound me against the wall as he filled me with every creamy drop he had. My whole body was thrumming deliciously and I was panting like a runaway steam engine as Kurt finally slowed his flexing hips and stayed buried inside me, my clutching ring nibbling at the base of his cock. We both stayed still, and through slitted eyes, I could see his broad hairy chest heaving as we both fought to regain our breath. I looked down further and saw gobs of my milky cum clinging in beckoning clumps on his swirling body hair, the silvery seed gleaming invitingly.
"Oh man, that was so fucking good," he said softly as he looked down at me, a look of pure satisfaction on his face.
"I loved it too," I said as I finally had the strength to bring my arms back up and circle them around his neck. He gave me a big smile and a wink before starting to lift me off his slowly deflating cock. He easily lifted me up as he started to pull his cock from within me; the thick slab of meat finally coming out in a slippery rush.
"Aaaaahh," I gasped in surprise, his cock spilling from my empty needy hole; some of his warm seed trickling from between my stretched pussy-lips. He set me down, my shaky legs almost collapsing beneath me. He had to help steady me for a second until I was able to stand on my own.
"Kurt," I said softly as I looked up at him with imploring eyes, his hands still steadying my trembling shoulders, "you ... you've got some of my cum on you." His eyes followed mine as he looked down at his chest and stomach, gobs of silvery seed clinging to his body.
"Can I ... can I have it?" I asked eagerly.
"Sure Joey, it's all yours," he said as he took my head in his hands and pulled it against his chest. With the warm soothing spray from the shower hitting his back and pounding down around us, I used my lips and tongue to suck and lick up every drop of my glistening seed from his chest and stomach. When I was done, I automatically dropped to my knees and started licking his spent cock. I lapped up the stray ribbons of pearly semen clinging to it and used the flat of my tongue to clean it of my own warm ass-juices. I licked his cock from top to bottom and even sucked on his silky bag until I had every savory drop inside me. He moved my head all around his beautiful groin until he was satisfied with my cleaning job.
"C'mon Joey, let's finish getting washed up." He let go of my head and turned back into the pelting spray, grabbing the little bottle of shampoo and starting to wash his hair. I got to my unsteady feet and put my hand against the wall as I stepped shakily under the other shower head. I leaned against the wall and let the hot spray cascade over me, the pelting spray soothing my ravaged body. I finally shampooed and washed myself, my fingers gingerly soaping my tender hole. When we finished, as usual, I undertook my duties and dried Kurt's big rugged body slavishly; loving being able to do that for him. He brushed his teeth as I dried my own body and then I watched his beautiful masculine form as he sauntered back into the main room, a towel wrapped casually around his waist. Wanting to be like Sven and him, after brushing my own teeth, I did the same, knotting the thick fabric of a towel over my hip.
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Born to Ride I don’t consider myself a bad girl, but I will let you judge for yourself. After reading my story, you might come to a different conclusion. My name is Babette, but my friends just call me Babe. I am 25 years old and very aware of my sexy body. I sometimes wonder how many men have secretly jerked off with my picture in mind. I like to play and consider myself an expert at teasing. But I am not a slut, not at all. The truth is that I only had 2 (two!) real lovers in my life so far,...
{author- I tried to give my level best to all of you reader, if there is some mistakes I am sorry please give me feedback to improve my self, and also add some chapter to make it more interesting.} Hai , I am Rachel I am 19 year old, I used to see lot of porn and I want to try everything in sex, I became a sex addict and all I could able to think is sex, cock and cum. The best part is I have a porn star like body and dressed like a slut , I started to wear more revealing dress everyone can even...
Incest( In the making of this story you have the choice of being good or bad. Each action will influence how the other characters react to your choices, as well as in peak of your lust or urges. In essence, you can do things in a more subtle and rightious way or in an agressive and evil way.) Your name is Vlad Bucio Javez, Your mother and father died in an accident when you were three coming back from a family get together. Your sister, Jane Lilia Javez, was only seven at the time. You both were left...
FantasyBorn to be BredPart oneI had been a member of Xhamster for several years and amassed a nice selection of favourite videos, pictures and stories as well as a smattering of my own. Most important to me was my friends list of which probably 95% were classed under the transexual banner although they covered a wider selection from crossdressers, transexuals, Tgirls, transvestites, transgender, femboys, traps and sissies, each one is unique and special in their own way and yet i couldn't help but...
Born to be BredPart oneI had been a member of Xhamster for several years and amassed a nice selection of favourite videos, pictures and stories as well as a smattering of my own. Most important to me was my friends list of which probably 95% were classed under the transexual banner although they covered a wider selection from crossdressers, transexuals, Tgirls, transvestites, transgender, femboys, traps and sissies, each one is unique and special in their own way and yet i couldn't help but...
DISCLAIMER: This story is solely a work of fiction. Any similarities between people living or dead is purely coincidental. No a****ls were harmed in the writing of this story. Are you familiar with those stories where the f***r raises his daughter as his son, because he is desperate for at least the appearance of a male heir? This is one of those stories, only, it isn't. My m***r had already raised a son, birth to adulthood, when she became pregnant with me. She was determined to have a girl,...
There’s definitely something wrong with me. I write articles for high level engineering journals and not for erotic stories sites. Well, that was true until now. I put these words to paper with the hopes that you dear reader will understand. This may be one of the very few places on Earth where I can be vindicated. Please let me explain. Here’s the short version: I graduated from high school at 13, MIT at 17 with 2 degrees and Harvard at age 21. My parents were very smart and I was a kid genius...
IncestHello, Indian sex story readers, I am Krishna, very romantic and always want to be in that mood since I started my college days. I am working in Hyderabad and was looking for a strong will girl. One day I went to see my wife for official marriage looks. The way my mother in law and wife and her father communicated, I loved their way of clear mindset. I thought she is the girl. And thought myself born for her. They all accepted me, as I am fair and handsome as well and a has a decent job....
Not knowing what to do, Sarah goes to Monica’s apartment for her advice. Monica is shock at the news and advises her to break up with Jeff. But Sarah knows that Jeff will not give up on their relationship so easily. So Monica suggests Sarah that maybe she can let Jeff catch her fuck another man in her room at the office, that way, Jeff will leave her for good. Sarah agrees with Monica that it would be for the best, so she decided to use Nick, an associate in the office who had the hot for her,...
Born a Sissy 2 (This is a work of pure fiction. It is my own fantasy and does not in any way involve anybody but me and the fictional characters. I am the boy in the story) Well here I was sitting on grandma's lap with sheer white tights pulled up as high as they would go. Haley and Poly both had those kinds of smirks on their faces where they were trying to figure me out. I felt like such a sissy but loved it so much. My little pee pee was rock hard but pressed down by my pink...
This story starts in the basement of my friend David's house. It's where I was born. In truth, it started a bit before that, so I'll regress, just enough to fill in the blanks a little for you, make it less confusing. David, Jack, Jerry and I were all 15. We all lived on the same street, all attended the same school, all hung out to the exclusion of anyone else. Jack was my best friend; Jerry lived next door to me; David lived across the court from Jack. We walked to school in the morning...
For about the hundredth time of the trip, India was subjected to the doom and gloom computerized warnings about entering this sector of space during a time of war. The automated voice worked its legalese throughout the passenger cabins of the vessel in three different languages, each repetition less convincing than the last. Anyone who had come this far wasn't going to turn back now. India had been awake for hours, but remained silent while her Quebecois companion finished her sleep. Despite...
We had a courier coming in that night from Amsterdam with a stomach full of cocaine, so while Sherry was sleeping off her excitement, I phoned Frank and told him to bring her to our house straight from the airport. "For God's sake Frank watch her mate, if she as much as farts, I want your hand under her!" "No problems boss" he laughed, "I'll be there about seven if all goes well" "Hey Frank?" "Yeah?" "You just called me boss" "The king is dead Tony and we'll all miss him...
"BZZZZZT! ... BZZZZZZT!" I awoke to the sound of the alarm going off in Sven's room. I had slept like a log and never woke up once throughout the night. In fact, I felt like I was lying in the same position I was in when I first lay down last night. I'm not surprised I hadn't move during the night; Sven had fucked my boy-pussy and mouth repeatedly until I was totally exhausted. I slowly rolled over and felt my whole body aching ... but it was a good ache; like after you've exercised...
Mindblind ran, fighting the wind, rain, and muddy terrain to stay upright with his burden. Raven had barely breathed when he found her, and there was no guarantee that she still was. Upon reaching the turf house, he turned his back toward the door and threw his weight into it. In a splintering of wood, the makeshift bar fell away. He stumbled into the room amidst alarmed screams from the women within. Kayleen ran up and gasped, “Oh no. Is she okay?” Mindblind didn’t answer, but instead lay her...
This chapter can be read as a standalone story but it will make more sense and give you the background of the characters and the story line if you read the first chapter As always constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. . ********************* Friday morning Dillon was late reporting to Tom at the marshal’s office, he didn’t get there until 8:30. He yawned as he walked through the door. Tom looked up from his desk and laughed. ‘You look like you been rode hard and put...
This is another departure from my normal type of story. I hope the readers will receive this tale as well as they did my prior story in this vein, The Trail West. As always, constructive comments, critiques, and emails are hoped for and appreciated. This story is loosely based and greatly inspired by the song Winterborn by the Cruxshadows. I’m not usually into Grunge Rock but I’ve been haunted by their song for over a year. I just had to write a story incorporating the ideas told in this...
Chapter 4 The Conclusion. By woodmanone copyright August 2010 *********************** Dillon faded in and out of consciousness. One time he felt he was lying on a hard surface but could feel it moving. The next time he was on something soft and felt someone applying a cool wet cloth to his forehead. Finally he fought his way back from the darkness, he was on a big bed in a room that he didn’t recognize. He tried to sit up and was rewarded with a shooting pain in his neck. Dillon fell back...
This chapter can be read as a standalone story but it will make more sense and give you the background of the characters and the story line if you read the first two chapters. As always constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. ****************** I think I’ll take a couple of days rest in Albuquerque, Dillon thought as he rode into the town. It was pushing two weeks since he left Amarillo, he, Buck, and Buddy the pack horse had covered a better than 20 miles a day....
One hot sunny day, she put on her mini shorts and a small halter that showed off her thin belly and just about covered her large breasts, and she walked alonge her road to Kyles house, which was only a few blocks away. Kyle was meeting her half way and when she got to him he was with his new rottweiler, he was large for a one year old dog and jump up at her, nocking her down. Kyle helped her up and explained that this was his forst time out, and had only ever knocked down his mum and older...
Mindblind stood staring at the wall, fist clenched tight around his sword hilt, and his vision red with rage. He tried to master his emotions, as he’d done all his life, but it was having no effect. After everything – even killing the last of the assassins – he was no closer to discovering who was really behind it all. Behind him, Indigo related what he’d learned from the women locked in the back of the establishment. The assassins had stormed their family farmstead, killing every male, and...
The journey started pleasantly enough. The ladies of negotiable virtue chatted and laughed, still relating to each other the tales of their latest adventures and clients before leaving town. Indigo whistled as he drove the wagon, and even Raven seemed to be in good spirits as she hiked along, usually sharpening one of her daggers with a whetstone. The sun was shining bright, but a breeze kept the temperature tolerable. The tall, tough grass of the prairie rippled in the wind, reminiscent of...
Mindblind blinked his eyes open, squinting against the morning light streaming through the window, and tried to focus on his surroundings. Eventually, Raven congealed out of the haze, standing at the foot of the bed with her hands on her hips. “Well, what do you have to say for yourself?” “Morning to you, too,” he said as he sat up and groaned. He was stark naked, and as the sleep fog burned off, he recognized he was in a room at the Cat. “The hell made you run off alone like that, you damned...
The wagons creaked and rattled down the road as the sun sank toward the horizon. The women were excited, because familiar bits of scenery appeared the closer they moved toward Lakenshire. Mindblind, however, was on edge. He kept his eyes roving and his ears perked to the wind. From the moment they’d set out from camp, his danger-sense had been screaming at him, though they’d encountered few people and no trouble all day. Turning a corner and cresting a small rise, the town finally came into...
When the conversation about what to do next didn’t really go anywhere, Mindblind watched Yani leave the room, scratched the dark shadow of a beard on his chin, and then turned to Raven. “She’ll be fine,” Raven answered his unasked question while waving her hand in a dismissive gesture. “She’s had her tea. She’ll probably even have enough sense to charge any man that ends up poking her, now that she knows she can make money at it.” Though still leery of leaving the strange woman unattended,...
Mindblind came to, feeling rain on his face and grass beneath his back. With a great deal of effort, he managed to open his eyes and sit up. His vision swam, and he could feel the knots beneath his hair when he reflexively rubbed his head. A glance up revealed the reason for his current location. By some twist of fate, when the slaver had knocked him out, he’d fallen through the large double window upstairs. It swung open in the wind, illuminated by fitful light from the lanterns inside. From...
The muscles in Cerebus’ bare chest rippled as he hefted the sack of grain into the wagon. It groaned a little under the weight, but had proven its solidity with numerous round trips. He wiped the sweat from his brow and walked toward the front of the wagon, where his employer was busy secreting a loaded crossbow beneath the seat. “That’s the last of ‘em.” “Excellent. Excellent. Just one moment, and I will fetch your coin,” the rotund merchant responded after a start. Cerebus’ voice had a...
Mindblind winced when one of the boards underfoot made a loud creak as he stepped out onto the porch of the inn. He slipped his sword from its sheath, his eyes and ears alert. The town was silent, save for the taproom of the inn, and even that had quieted when he and Raven had stood up to leave their table. He saw nobody moving about as he walked along the front of the building, heading toward where he had seen the Draxnian through the window. He had no idea where Raven was. When he went for...
The firelight from the encampment finally provided enough illumination for Mindblind to figure out what he was doing as he followed Raven, miming her movements. His knees ached from inching along in a crouch below the top of the waist-high grasses, and his hair was full of cockleburs. The animal trail that Raven followed helped to obscure their movements through the grass, and the wind provided the final cover. He had no worries about any sound that they made alerting the slavers. The voices of...
Riding the shadows, into the light. . . they came on horses black as night. On wings of ice, with hearts of frost. . . they came to conquer where hope was lost. With fury unleashed, they brought the beast . . . It answered the call and rode to feast. The shadows alive, how could they fight . . . Against those that came and destroyed them light. Prologue. The world as we knew it didn't end with fire, nor did it end with brimstone. It died with a whimper, on its knees in the cold, with a...
Mindblind blinked his eyes open, squinting against the morning light streaming through the window, and tried to focus on his surroundings. Eventually, Raven congealed out of the haze, standing at the foot of the bed with her hands on her hips.“Well, what do you have to say for yourself?”“Morning to you, too,” he said as he sat up and groaned. He was stark naked, and as the sleep fog burned off, he recognized he was in a room at the Cat.“The hell made you run off alone like that, you damned...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe wagons creaked and rattled down the road as the sun sank toward the horizon. The women were excited, because familiar bits of scenery appeared the closer they moved toward Lakenshire. Mindblind, however, was on edge. He kept his eyes roving and his ears perked to the wind. From the moment they’d set out from camp, his danger-sense had been screaming at him, though they’d encountered few people and no trouble all day.Turning a corner and cresting a small rise, the town finally came into...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMindblind stood staring at the wall, fist clenched tight around his sword hilt, and his vision red with rage. He tried to master his emotions, as he’d done all his life, but it was having no effect.After everything – even killing the last of the assassins – he was no closer to discovering who was really behind it all.Behind him, Indigo related what he’d learned from the women locked in the back of the establishment. The assassins had stormed their family farmstead, killing every male, and...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMindblind ran, fighting the wind, rain, and muddy terrain to stay upright with his burden. Raven had barely breathed when he found her, and there was no guarantee that she still was. Upon reaching the turf house, he turned his back toward the door and threw his weight into it. In a splintering of wood, the makeshift bar fell away. He stumbled into the room amidst alarmed screams from the women within.Kayleen ran up and gasped, “Oh no. Is she okay?”Mindblind didn’t answer, but instead lay her...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe journey started pleasantly enough. The ladies of negotiable virtue chatted and laughed, still relating to each other the tales of their latest adventures and clients before leaving town. Indigo whistled as he drove the wagon, and even Raven seemed to be in good spirits as she hiked along, usually sharpening one of her daggers with a whetstone.The sun was shining bright, but a breeze kept the temperature tolerable. The tall, tough grass of the prairie rippled in the wind, reminiscent of...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMindblind winced when one of the boards underfoot made a loud creak as he stepped out onto the porch of the inn. He slipped his sword from its sheath, his eyes and ears alert. The town was silent, save for the taproom of the inn, and even that had quieted when he and Raven had stood up to leave their table. He saw nobody moving about as he walked along the front of the building, heading toward where he had seen the Draxnian through the window.He had no idea where Raven was. When he went for his...
Fantasy & Sci-FiWhen the conversation about what to do next didn’t really go anywhere, Mindblind watched Yani leave the room, scratched the dark shadow of a beard on his chin, and then turned to Raven.“She’ll be fine,” Raven answered his unasked question while waving her hand in a dismissive gesture. “She’s had her tea. She’ll probably even have enough sense to charge any man that ends up poking her, now that she knows she can make money at it.”Though still leery of leaving the strange woman unattended,...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThe firelight from the encampment finally provided enough illumination for Mindblind to figure out what he was doing as he followed Raven, miming her movements.His knees ached from inching along in a crouch below the top of the waist-high grasses, and his hair was full of cockleburs. The animal trail that Raven followed helped to obscure their movements through the grass, and the wind provided the final cover.He had no worries about any sound that they made alerting the slavers. The voices of...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMindblind came to, feeling rain on his face and grass beneath his back. With a great deal of effort, he managed to open his eyes and sit up. His vision swam, and he could feel the knots beneath his hair when he reflexively rubbed his head. A glance up revealed the reason for his current location.By some twist of fate, when the slaver had knocked him out, he’d fallen through the large double window upstairs. It swung open in the wind, illuminated by fitful light from the lanterns inside. From...
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