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My name is Darnell Lamm, that's Lamm with two M's. I'm a clerk at Bradley's Super Market downtown, or I was at the time this story begins. This is my incredible story. "Okay, Sam, I'm on my way, and I'm walking not driving, so don't worry about me, okay. Sheesh! You're worse than my mother, rest her soul," I said, as I exited the Iron Skillet. Sam watched me go out and smiled; he could smile; he had my back, read looked out for me almost every night. The Skillet was my favorite...
This story contains themes of lesbianism and incest, including graphic descriptions of sexual activity. If such material is in any way off-putting or offensive to you, please do not read any further. All characters are at least 18 years of age. The names have been changed to protect the innocent—and those who become a bit less innocent as events run their course. I really hope you enjoy it. I was the only one in our family to call her Francesca. Everyone else had her down as Fran or Aunt Fran,...
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[And yes, please vote and leave comments. They are always most appreciated.] I was the only one in our family to call her Francesca. Everyone else had her down as Fran or Aunt Fran, but not I. It was just something I'd started as a little kid. I guess I just adored her name, the exotic way it rolled off my tongue; that, and maybe, the unspoken implication that we enjoyed some bond over and above that shared between her and the rest of our family. Francesca was my Mom's younger sister; baby...
This is a story of pure fantasy, any resemblance to any place or any person,living or dead, is purely coincidental.___________________________________________________________________________________________________Let me start at the beginning. My name's Francesca, and I'm an anal slut. I love the feeling of something slipping and sliding and slamming in and out of my ass, the bigger the better.I had the most intense punishment last night; it was so amazing I had to put pen to paper while I let...
"The helicopter is fine, Commander. All it needs is a bit more fuel in the tank and we're away to the mainland." Angela nodded and thanked her deputy. "I hope you didn't forget to wet the ropes, Francesca." Francesca assured her leader that Annie was trussed as tightly as she had ever been and her arms and legs should be half way out of their sockets in a day or so. Angela looked serious. "I just hope it teaches her not disobey orders. Of course, I guessed she would speak to...
I had been meaning to call Francesca but my studies got in the way for most of the remaining week. I took a break on Thursday evening and called the number she had given me. The heavily accented voice of an older woman answered the phone. "May I speak to Francesca, please?" The woman didn't respond, but I could hear her call Francesca and say a few words in Italian, I guessed. "Grazie, Momma," I heard her say as she took the phone. "Hello?" "Hi Francesca, it's Dal Larson calling....
As usual I won't recap Bridge Of Sighs, you will have to read it first.So we got to the last - but - one day of our trip. I had suggested to Richard that we .. or I try to get 'our waitress' in for a threesome. I had seen her with her girlfriend so I knew she was gay or bi. I was reasonably confident she'd fancy me, but of course she might have been you know FAITHFUL! MONOGAMOUS! a GOOD girl!I sure hoped not.I told Richard, rather teasing him, that if he approached her she'd think he was an old...
Day Fourteen Meanwhile, Francesca had reported back to Angela and was helping to build the raft. It was a pretty ramshackle affair, but would serve its purpose. It consisted of a number of variously sized and shaped bits of tree, driftwood and furniture salvaged from the wreck. A professional job it was very definitely not! By noon it was ready and by three in the afternoon, the last of the cases was ashore. There had been many anxious moments as the extraordinary contraption had made its...
Day Thirteen (Of Joanne's Ordeal) "How was Joanne" asked Frieda. "Still pretty rough, I'm afraid. Can't expect much else after that... you know... I mean - all that lovely smooth skin of hers that was starting to look so nice again - and now it's all raw like a slab of meat. At least she's not bleeding any more but she's lost a lot of blood Frieda. That bitch! I hope Jo kills her when she gets out." Frieda said nothing at first. Then she answered Francesca. "I've seen plenty of...
It was three weeks after that three hundred solid applications of the whip before either girl felt like sticking her neck out again. Thry might be brave, but they weren't exactly suicidal! Lieutenant Harrison was eagle eyed in her anxiety to get the pair back under the lash! Our heroines knew this and were most careful and not to get a fresh flaying before they were ready. Then it would be child's play to get into trouble again! By this time both girls were fired up and ready to go. Both...
Note: Please take a moment to rate this, and if you rate 3 or less, please just leave a constructive comment. I'm new to writing; I'm just sketching out memories here, trying to get the right balance between detail and dialogue. Your feedback and encouragement will help me when it comes to writing fiction and fantasy. By the way, Francesca is an Italian name, so is pronounced Franchesca. On we go... --------------------------------"Fuckit! She's only got that nasty soya milk in the fridge,...
Anal"Who was that, Albert?" asked Miss Merridew, Francesca's housekeeper. "Somebody for the mistress. I said she was away from home. The lady didn't give her name." "You should have asked. It might have been important. I'm worried about her up in those cold hills without a stitch of clothing all year round. I know she's used to hardship, but I still think of her as the little girl who came crying to me after the old Master had beaten her. I worry a lot. She always wrote once a week and...
FRANCESCA by bobby Frank was driving down Oak Street, looking for the house where his friend Rick said the party would be. He couldn't wait to meet this Filipina broad he'd been promised would be there. He loved Asian girls, and was getting pretty excited. He'd always heard that they were pretty submissive and would basically do whatever a guy wanted, but he'd never had an opportunity to ever bag one. "Tonight's the night.", he smiled to himself. (As you can see, Frank didn't...
Note: For our American readers, the word "pants" mean underpants here, and "Slug and Lettuce" is a chain of pubs. For legal reasons I should probably point out that I have never been served slug! Finally, I use British English spellings, what with being British and that. This is a true story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy remembering it. Part One: I met Francesca at one of those "Sport for All" events where volunteers from various sports try to persuade an increasingly...
AnalTwo extremely battered girls stood before the CO, after having spent the night in a bare cell. They were sure it would be the first of many nights of confinement! Francesca's right eye was almost closed and Frieda had a swelling like a golf ball on her cheek bone. They both knew that this was only the beginning of their woes! "I have lost all patience with you two! I have a difficult enough job to do and half my time is spent dealing with the aftermath of your reign of terror and...
Ever since I was young, I was treated differently. My mom's friends would always comment on how pretty I was with my slender body, long eyelashes and bright green eyes. I spent a lot of time on my own growing up. My father left when I was a teen and my mom and older sister were always out of the house, which meant I spent a lot of time playing by myself. When I was seventeen, I noticed that my body wasn't changing as much as my friends. I seemed to lack any manly characteristics and my penis...
TransThis story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any place or anyperson,living or dead, is purely coincidental. This is an original story. Francesca's Extreme Anal Diary Chapter 2 -------------------------------------------------------------------- So, diary, where was I? That shit felt good; but damn, I wish I couldfind where Greg hides 'my' dildos. I'm still recovering; but shit! Ireally want something up my ass right now while I write this, and I don'thave anything. ...
Note: Please take a moment to rate this, and if you rate 3 or less, please just leave a constructive comment. I’m new to writing, I’m just sketching out memories here, trying to get the right balance between detail and dialogue. Your feedback and encouragement will help me when it comes to writing fiction and fantasy. By the way, Francesca is an Italian name, so is pronounced Franchesca. On we go… ——————————– ‘Fuckit! She’s only got that nasty soya milk in the fridge, and you can’t make a...
My beautiful Aunt Francesca slid her fingers slowly up and down the lips of my vagina, skillfully and urgently exploring every fold of my sensitive places. I was completely naked on her couch, where she found me rubbing myself just a few minutes before. Her eyes moved up and down my body slowly as my breathing became uneven. I felt my breasts bouncing slightly as my tummy twitched when she touched me. I liked watching her watch me. She was erotically fascinated with my body, I could tell."Have...
Note: For our American readers, the word ‘pants’ mean underpants here, and ‘Slug and Lettuce’ is a chain of pubs. For legal reasons I should probably point out that I have never been served slug! Finally, I use British English spellings, what with being British and that. This is a true story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy remembering it. Part One: I met Francesca at one of those ‘Sport for All’ events where volunteers from various sports try to persuade an increasingly...
Francesca Schiavone****age 29 Almost the whole world, didnt think she had a chance.She is the first Italian woman, to win a Grand Slam single. 6-4 7-6 at the French Open. Also Venus and Serena Williams won their fourth consecutive major doubles title Friday at the French Open. 6-2 6-3Serena is #1 Venus is now #2 in singles. Also the Williams sister are now #1 in doubles. Schiavone #17 will be rank in the top 10 after the great job she did at the French Open. A few pictures...
The House of Fabulous © 2004 by Nom de Plume For those who missed "Skirting the Law", the players are: Charles Bigelow, hard-charging CEO of Tyrex Industries, who has a heart attack when... Terry Poindexter comes to work in a dress, much to the delight of... Gail Chestnut, his stunningly attractive executive secretary, and... Doyle Rogers, a senior executive with a secret, who is destined for a date with... Madam Fabulous. *** "You have a dinner date already?...
Return to the House of Fabulous (c) 2005 by Nom de Plume For those who missed "Skirting the Law" and "The House of Fabulous", the players are: Charles Bigelow, ousted CEO of Tyrex Industries, who has heart failure when... Wall Street raiders Darwin DeVour and Lance Raptor launch a hostile takeover after... Company lawyer Terry Poindexter comes to work in a dress, before he runs away with... Gail Chestnut, his stunningly attractive executive secretary, who knows the truth...
About ten years ago, I regularly chatted online with a younger guy. When I say younger, I am talking about a considerable age gap: fifteen years, in fact.Anyway, I’d been chatting with Mike for quite a while when, early one Thursday morning, he mentioned that he was free that day. As it happened, so was I, and he immediately encouraged and coaxed me to meet him. Over the weeks that we’d been chatting, I’d come to like him and this opportunity to meet up seemed too good to waste. And, being...
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---- Fiore The Fabulous Wins World War II ---- The finest of Nazi high society poured into the Renaissance Theatre. Officers, gentlemen, the best people. The small, round theater was packed to the gills, all for the performance of the life time. Fiore Fiscella, magician extraordinaire, had traveled all the way from Italy to showcase his grand illusions, transformations, and escapes. It was said that Fiscella had studied under every great performer on Earth, and could use any of...
Trudy Below the waist, I'm all woman, plus a little bit of Greek boy. Above the waist, I'm like a boy. All of which means that I can't push my tits up or out, or flash them a little, in order to attract a guy. Fortunately, I get by without using them. Shaking my ass when I walk does the job easily. Five foot one, one hundred five pounds, green eyes; they tell me my eyes twinkle. My hair is blond, both head and pussy, but my mind is not. I keep my hair in pigtails, like a German milkmaid....
I'd gone for a long run – about ten miles – and then spent almost an hour meditating in my quiet place in the forest behind our Nashville home. I had been overdue for both and so I put both my body and my inner consciousness back on track with some over stressing of each, but in a nice way. The endorphins were still surging through my body as I took the back steps of the house two at a time. The morning was cool, but thanks to an outdoor propane heater Crystal, Ellen, and Claire were all...
July, 1984, Stockholm, Sweden Sitting at the gate at Arlanda airport, I thought back over the final six days of my trip to Sweden. They had been filled with sightseeing, talking, and dinners, both in the apartment and out, with Karin’s parents. And of course, making love. I did, finally, on the last evening, take a trip, alone, to see Birgit. I put flowers on her grave and knelt there, imploring her for answers to the difficult questions that were swirling around my head. She, like the...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois Friday went by quickly at school, and we were starting to get into the routine again. I talked to Julia and Stephie at lunch about dinner that evening, and Julia said that she’d take care of it. I had all the ingredients and a recipe, so she was totally comfortable. I hadn’t quite figured out the logistics with cooking dinner for Anala, though I had put up a note saying I needed the ‘Indian’ room that evening. In the end, I figured that Anala and I could do a...
January-February, 1984, Chicago, Illinois I mailed the letter from the Lisle Post Office on Tuesday during my lunch break. I had no idea what Karin’s response would be, or how that would affect her visit. All I could do now was wait. I was also waiting for Friday, and dreading talking to Anala about the situation with Joyce. I was waiting, nervously, for my lunch date with Becky. And I was waiting for a call from Connie. All of those things weighed heavily on my mind at work and in class...
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April, 1984, Chicago Illinois “Who goes first?” I asked. “I believe I should,” Anala said. “I have the more important issue, really.” “I agree. Becky is not as nearly important as Stephanie. Go ahead.” “I wondered, for several months, what you were hiding from me. I had all manner of speculation as to what it could be. A criminal past. Some terrible thing you might have done to a girl. Some other dark part of your past. Never would I have guessed it was a sexual relationship with your...
August, 1984, Chicago, Illinois Anala had pushed me hard to decide what I wanted from Penny. The thing was, no matter what I wanted, the fact that she was only fifteen presented what appeared to be insurmountable problems. In theory she could marry at sixteen with parental permission, but how did a twenty-one year old man approach the parents of a fifteen-year old and ask to marry her without potentially disastrous results? And even if I overcame that problem, was Penny really in a position...
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January, 1984, Chicago, Illinois “OK, now that we’ve made love, talk to me more about Becky,” I said to Anala. “What I was trying to tell you was that denying your feelings, and refusing to address the issue with the girls closest to you, is not healthy. Is there anyone else that you are literally afraid of being with? And forget your mom for the moment.” “Nobody that I can think of, excluding my mom. I’m not sure that I’m afraid, but I’ll concede that for the sake of the...
May, 1984, Chicago, Illinois Bethany and I said our goodbyes and I walked her out to her car. We kissed before she got into her car, and after she drove off, and I went back inside. My housemates were filtering out, along with my friends, and the house would soon be empty. I let Kara and Jackie know that I was going to pick up Anala. They disappeared together, and I headed out to my car to drive to Bridgeport. Other than a brief greeting, and a question about her final project, Anala and I...
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April, 1984, Chicago, Illinois On Saturday morning, after a night of passion which had lasted until after 3:00am, Anala and I slept in. I’d called Sensei Jim earlier in the week to let him know that I was going to stop attending for a time. He’d pressed me hard not to stop, but I simply didn’t have the time, at least until the end of the semester. I’d promised to reevaluate the situation at the end of the summer, but I knew what the conclusion would most likely be. Because we slept late, I...
April, 1984, Chicago, Illinois My plans to get my schoolwork out of the way for Joyce’s visit hit a roadblock when I arrived home on Monday. I had a message on my answering machine from the union electrician. His brief message said that there were some changes and additions they wanted, and he asked me to call right away. I sighed and dialed the number he’d left. We spent twenty minutes discussing the changes, and I made copious notes. I looked at my calendar, checked my syllabi, and told...
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