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It was a typical fall November day at Fort Riley, Kansas with the temperatures dropping and the winds blowing. The dust was really kicking up in the motor pool area. 2nd Lt. Bob Lacey was in the motor pool doing an inspection of some tank maintenance logs and dreading how the dust was going to play havoc with his newly acquired contact lenses. The Motor Sergeant came up to Bob and told him that the Battalion Adjutant wanted to speak to him. Bob was told to report to Battalion Headquarters...
“Excuse me, my name is…” My words die in my throat as the first man turns around. “Aria? Hey, it's good to see you. I didn't know you worked here.” It’s Dean! Fuck, fuck, fuck. I bite my lower lip in a nervous habit. Calm down, Aria, keep cool. He’s just your neighbor… your smoking hot neighbor. Damn it, he looks so sexy in a suit.With it being a casual business affair, Dean is wearing a black two piece suit that has a light gray pin striping and both jacket buttons were undone. The shirt...
Love StoriesAs usual, the small coffee shop down the street from my apartment is packed and buzzing with the morning’s rush. Let’s Grind has always been my home away from home with its dark red walls, over stuffed couches, worn coffee tables, and the seemingly ingrained smell of freshly ground coffee beans. A sigh of contentment escapes from me as I lean back into the soft love seat. I can feel the morning rays of sunlight pouring in from the store front window bathing my skin in the most amazing warmth. I...
Love Stories“I’m sending Megan across to your hotel. She will hand you the property deeds once confirmation of funds transfer has been obtained” explained my lawyer. I was purchasing a new condo, and looking forward to moving out of this hotel room. About 10 minutes later there was a knock on the door. Opening the door I was very surprised. Standing there was Aria, or at least the young lady that I knew by that name - the young lady that I had encountered at the Red Door massage parlor about two years...
“Excuse me, my name is…” My words die in my throat as the first man turns around. “Aria? Hey, it’s good to see you. I didn’t know you worked here.” It’s Dean! Fuck, fuck, fuck. I bite my lower lip in a nervous habit. Calm down, Aria, keep cool. He’s just your neighbor… your smoking hot neighbor. Damn it, he looks so sexy in a suit. With it being a casual business affair, Dean is wearing a black two piece suit that has a light gray pin striping and both jacket buttons were undone. The shirt...
Sandra took another drink of water as Mr. Menlos reprimanded another hapless student for not cueing her in during the aria. After forgetting Mr. Menlos's instructions about being strict to the conductor's indications, Sandra had finally started being particular about following all cues. She would enter incorrectly when given the wrong beat, and not enter at all when the cue was missed. Between that, and the thrill of singing with an orchestra for the first time, she was enjoying herself...
Copyright Oggbashan May 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ********* At dawn, in a couple of hours from now, I have to fight a duel. Major Simon has chosen pistols and he’s a deadly shot. I will die. He insulted my wife by calling her a whore. I challenged him to a...
Note from the author: The story is in Italian as I realized it is too hard for me to keep writing in English, but I will probably translate it later on. ---------------------------- Capitolo 3: Rachel Matt sedeva al tavolo della cucina di Steve. Una massa indistinta di capelli viola le ondeggiava davanti al viso ogni volta che si muoveva. Indossava ancora il pigiama prestatole da Chelsea. "Non riesco proprio a credere di aver avuto bisogno di un...
The Seventh AriaBy Brewt.BlacklistSeptember-October 2011The ObservatoryIT WAS as busy a day as usual, but that didn't stop me from stopping to gape. I couldn't believe what, er, whom I was seeing. It was The Trips. Right here. I didn't think they could even be alive by now, but large as life itself, here they were here in the diner. At my table. Together. I thought at the very least that by now, they would completely hate each other."Good morning, ladies. What can I start you out with?""Coffee,...
My first year of Boarding School had been far tougher that had anticipated and now that I was home for the summer I wanted nothing more than rest and recreation. You know the song, Wild Horses By the Stones. 'You Can't Always Get What You Want,' well it must be true, at least for me. At breakfast on my first day of 'R&R' my mom tells me she has volunteered me to help out our neighbor Mrs. Banks with some chores around her house."Ever since Ron Banks ran off with that young bimbo secretary...
A jack-o-lantern glowed on the corner of the desk next to a basket of ripe red apples. A vase of mums completed the autumn vignette. Marian’s head was bent over a pile of books she was sorting, hoping to have them back in place on the shelves before it was time for her to leave. Every October it was the same thing. Just about every book of “true” ghost stories was taken out of the library, and returned by Halloween night. Her thoughts were interrupted by “Trick or treat!” Marian looked up and...
Introduction: Happy Halloween For reasons of my own, I no longer allow public comments, nor do I make them on other writers work. I do hope youll send me a message with your critiques. A jack-o-lantern glowed on the corner of the desk next to a basket of ripe red apples. A vase of mums completed the autumn vignette. Marians head was bent over a pile of books she was sorting, hoping to have them back in place on the shelves before it was time for her to leave. Every October it was the same...
“I still don’t see why you don’t want to use your old bank,” Mark said while walking up to the door of a major bank. “I didn’t like the service there,” Dexter said. Patiently, Mark held the glass door open for Dexter. The man wasn’t moving all that quickly. In fact, he was rather grumpy. Dexter stepped into the bank and looked around. There were three desks, only one of which had a person sitting in it, that he assumed were for loan officers and new accounts people. There was a row of ATMs...
(June 3rd, 2000) The New Recruit. Sarah Banks was about to graduate from high school with honors, when a CIA recruiter came to her school posing as a substitute teacher. The CIA agent, Jack Anderson was a rising star within the CIA and he needed a young woman to aid him in a top secret mission. The agency decided to pursue the beautiful and intelligent, Sarah to help crack the huge case. The school girl reluctantly agreed, but with conditions. Heading the CIA was Special Agent Turner, who...
Written from the perspective of when it happened.I can't believe, I am fucking my boss’s wife! She is so fucking hot man. She can’t seem to get enough of me either. Technically she is not old enough to be my mom, but she is old enough to be my older sister. Becky is in her late thirties and is married to my boss. His name is Pat and is somewhere in his fifties. Becky is his third wife and treats him like crap. It’s pretty obvious to me that Pat must be her sugar daddy. Becky for one thing...
My name is Tanner. When I was sixteen, I was terribly shy, interested in girls, but had no idea how to deal with members of the opposite sex. This is the story of how I overcame that problem.The summer of my junior year, we got a new neighbor. Her name was Marian Hayes. She worked at the local library. The house used to belong to her older brother and she inherited it when he passed away. The house needed a little work, as did the gardens and the lawn. That's where I came in! My Dad suggested...
First TimeAs usual, the small coffee shop down the street from my apartment is packed and buzzing with the morning’s rush. Let’s Grind has always been my home away from home with its dark red walls, over stuffed couches, worn coffee tables, and the seemingly ingrained smell of freshly ground coffee beans. A sigh of contentment escapes from me as I lean back into the soft love seat. I can feel the morning rays of sunlight pouring in from the store front window bathing my skin in the most amazing warmth....
I have a friend named Latrell. He's almost forty now - married with four k**s. When I was little he used to babysit me whenever my usual sitter was busy. He lived in the basement of my aunt and uncle's house until I was in high school. When I was over there when I was younger, I mostly watched TV. Sometimes we would play board games, but for the most part I entertained myself.One night my parents were gone until almost three in the morning. My uncle worked the graveyard shift and was at work....
So it was last week whilst queued-up in suffocating heat, waiting to board the Euro Tunnel train back to Britain last summer, that my glance fell upon one of the uniformed young women, directing cars aboard the upper deck of the lead carriage. Admiring her quite obviously youthful figure as we inched our way along the platform, I had almost drawn level with her, when she turned towards me, holding up one hand to indicate we should stop, before they commenced loading the lower...
Having just eaten Marian to orgasm, I crawled up and cuddled with her, my head resting on her breast. "You've got nice boobs," I said between licks on her nipple.She picked up my head and said, " These are breasts! You can call them tits if breasts is too formal. Not hooters, boobs, or fun bags. It's good to find out what a woman prefers before jumping to conclusions, okay?" She pressed my face into the soft tissue of her chest, smiling as she did so. "Now get back to work! That feels so...
MatureMy name is Fiyero Andreyev. I was born and raised to the age of seventeen years, in St. Petersburg, Russia. I relocated to the promising soils of the American States with my then-fiancee, Natassia Kaczmarek in the search of a fortuitous career. After struggling through a couple of harsh years with little money and minimal food, I was blessed enough to procure employment from an eccentric and well-renowned artist from France named Cyrille Amoussou. The brilliant Amoussou paid me rather...
IncestDiverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before, it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...
Group SexThe events in this story are true. They happened over 10 years ago, but it’s still a very fond memory. “Lady Ariadne” and I remain friends, though not a couple. My girlfriend, Ariadne, and I practiced S + M with me usually in the dominant role. When I spanked her just right, she orgasmed, a tremendous turn on for both of us. On the occasions I was the submissive, I’ve always hoped to come while being spanked. Ariadne and I had the best sexual couplings either of us has ever experienced. At the...
The events in this story are true. They happened over 10 years ago, but it’s still a very fond memory. “Lady Ariadne” and I remain friends, though not a couple. My girlfriend, Ariadne, and I practiced S + M with me usually in the dominant role. When I spanked her just right, she orgasmed, a tremendous turn on for both of us. On the occasions I was the submissive, I’ve always hoped to come while being spanked. Ariadne and I had the best sexual couplings either of us has ever experienced. At the...
SpankingAriadne walked up to Toha and the group. Her powerful form dominated his vision. Toha only knew so much about the Minotaurs of stories that his mother read to him from his father’s library. They were known as beasts that guarded the labyrinths, and that was all he knew. It was hard to see all her features from behind. Upfront, Toha could see that Ariadne was wearing bronze armor that covered her chest and body. She had small horns protruding from her head. Her trident turned almost into a...
An hour had passed, and it was getting darker and darker. Ariadne had taken her human form as she stood at the beach ahead of her. She took a light red flare of a dress as her clothing as the wind from the beach pushed and pulled her dress too and fro. It would be a welcoming look for the coming children. “I will kill my father when this is done,” she said to herself. “There is no mercy for his acts. He used me to create a labyrinth of slaughter. He made that first batch of children from...
Dramatis Personae: Frank ___ - Lead character, inventor of Alpha Alpha - First A.I. in existence Kasumi Tendo - artificial woman based on character from Ranma 1/2 Daria Morgendorffer aka Daria Morgan - artificial woman based on character from Daria Jane Lane aka Jane Lannister - artificial woman based on character from Daria Daria was an MTV cartoon series that ran for 5 seasons, plus 2 TV movies. It was a spin-off of Beavis and Butthead, a series that I loathed. The main character, Daria...
“Well, I’m pretty busy,” I responded, “but, yeah, I guess I could.” Agreeing on a time and place, I hung up and returned to resolving my shipping problem. About five fifteen I walked into the bar and saw Bobby nursing a bourbon and water. Sitting down, I ordered a drink and asked him, “Okay, what’s so Important?” Bobby didn’t immediately respond, just continuing to revolve the glass on the table. After a few moments he began, “Well, I don’t know how to bring this up.” He paused...
Introduction: This is another story that follows the sexual adventures of the characters from the 1975 A Year to Remember series this story occurs about a year after the events in that series and focuses on Ellen, Bobbys wife, Bobby, and Hank. Although this story is a separate, stand alone tale, the reader is urged to read the first part of chapter one of 1975 in order to identify the participants and what brought them to the event detailed in this particular narrative. One early summer morning...
Hi, I’m Malini. I’m 25 years old, short and fair, born and raised in a South Indian city. I usually go to my grandparent’s home during my vacation. Their home is located approximately 300 km from the city I live, and it’s a . This time I decided to spend more days with them as there was no work to be done at the office. After breakfast, I told my granny I’d take a dip in the river as it was a bright sunny day. She agreed and said she would nap for an hour before going out. She went to sleep,...
“Sárkány? ... Sárkány? ... Hey Sárkány wake up!” Sárkány was asleep as Daiyu was smacking his back. She felt the scales on his back as her palm was hitting against it. The dragon’s eyes stirred open. “Smoky girl!” he yelled as he shot awake. Everyone was looking at the dragon as he saw everyone looking at him. They were giving him a questioning look. “Right,” he said. “Are we on another quest?!” “Yes ... Sárkány, we need your help to stop a gunman in Europe. A rogue mythic.” “Of...
There was a small patch of dirt that Toha stood by as his eyes were closed. Ariadne stood by him. Her towering figure was dwarfing his height as she stood with her hands to her hips. “Close your eyes, my love,” Ariadne told him. Toha closed his eyes. “Now ... I want you to focus on the patch of dirt you were looking at. Lift up your hand towards that dirt. Picture it in your mind as it moves.” It was the next day of the grasslands of Oklahoma. The beautiful day was marked with clear...
It's happened that once Daria and Julie had actually had fun in two, without the guys. As I wrote, Daria and Julka are two 18-year-old girls, horny lesbians who love the fun of the more peculiar species. Pannice live in a secluded village in the lowlands. Then it was incredibly hot. As in the lowlands, when it is really hot, there are a lot of places where the girl can cool herself with tits and boobs. So also decided to make our heroines."Jula ... do not fool around, just jump out somewhere to...
Erin Banks, the girl next door, you might have met her. She was probably in your high school, or was it your swimming pool, or that coffee shop you get your refill of caffeine every morning? Who cares, you probably did not notice her, she is kind of unremarkable: a bit chubby, redhead, covered in freckles. Nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, Erin has a fetish, a fetish for vampires and she seems to attract their attention very much. All these stories take place in alternate realities, all these...
FantasyMickey showed up at about five-thirty, and Twyla immediately began dragging him upstairs. "Whoa! Twy, Honey, we don't have to have sex every time we're alone!" "That's sweet, but what if I want it?" Twyla grinned and tugged on his arm. Mickey shrugged, and capitulated, but Twyla stopped on the stair and regarded him. "Mickey, what if sometime you wanted it and I didn't? What's fair?" Mickey blinked. This sounded like one of those female questions that there was no safe answer...
A fist slammed onto the table. “Tha to po xaná ... King Aegeus, you have lost this war! There will be no terms given to you. My armies have beaten you. Surrender!” It was a dark night after a significant battle in which hundreds to thousands lay dead somewhere in the land off of Athens, Greece of today. Aegeus sighed as he looked down onto the marble table. He sat with his generals as he spoke with Minos across the table. Ariadne, the daughter of Minos, along with her sister Phaedra, and...
FOREWORD This is a story that involves underage teenagers, if you are offended by this do not read it, dont complain. This is a slow romantic story, I know the intro is very long – almost the whole thing for this part – but thats the way this story is, if you dont like it dont complain, I am warning you now. Please leave any construcive criticism you have, I would love to become a better writer. Please do not leave angry criticism like, You suck, Stop writing, Gtfo, That was a story? etc. ...
After two months of marriage, I started to sense I needed more.I wanted to try something new; I wanted lesbian sex…My loving hubby was a wonderful lover, well hung and very gentle and efficient in bed; but I needed to experience caressing and kisses from another woman in my hot body. I had missed Helena, my old school mate, who I knew was positively a married bisexual babe.I finally met Mariana, a green eyed very nice brunette beauty, with a hot body to die for. It was incredible she was forty...
Two days had passed. Ariadne had done her part. Using her magic, she created the Labyrinth of Trade in which the trade negotiators could come and navigate the beautiful garden plant walls that led to the center. It was not a complicated maze for anybody as it was designed for aesthetic purposes. Every flower she could think of lined the plant walls. Pathways made of marble, gemstones, and carvings of the gods lined all around it. It all leads to the apex center that had a marble table that...
Tres meses habían pasado desde que la princesa Marianna y su compañero el bárbaro sin nombre habían expulsado, una vez más, al malvado hechicero Drax del plano físico. Tras separarse nuevamente del musculoso, pero algo estúpido guerrero, la voluptuosa princesa se dirigió a los desiertos del sur siguiendo la pista de su malvada hermana gemela Arianna, la cual, con el fin de convertirse en la única heredera al trono de Tanighar, la había entregado al diabólico hechicero Drax para que fuera...
FantasyIt was a new school year, and being that Mariah had moved on to another school, I had kind of forgotten about her, however one day out of the blue, she started to visit the school. Seeing her again, the thought of being with her flooded my mind, which made me a little nervous, especially when she happened to show up at the door to my classroom. She was with a friend, very attractive in her own right and seeing them both smiling I innocently motioned for them to come in. I was teaching but as...
The next few moments felt like an eternity. Suddenly there was the loud sound of hard sharp leather against soft supple flesh."AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Mariah screamed, her head flying back, her torso forward, arching her back, thrusting her breast out. It felt like every nerve ending in her back was on fire, like her skin had been ripped away. The agony was unbelievable, her mind barely able to cope with it."AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" she...
Mariah gave a smile to her family, friends and fans as she stood in the dock awaiting the judges return. She was wearing the clothes she had been wearing when she was arrested. Tight blue denim shorts. A top that didnt leave much to the imagination. It was shaped like a butterfly, with the front wings covering her curvaceous breasts and the rear wings covering her ribs. The intricately woven material was almost see through and clung to her body. It was held in place by thin tight strings that...
We open this week’s show with a shot of a wide English street. Mock Tudor fronted buildings with high angled rooftops, white fronted and decorated with fake black wooden beams. A big caption appears, filling almost the whole screen, “CAMBERLY, ENGLAND.” The caption fades as we pan away from these buildings which are pretending to be something they are not, onto a squat white rectangular building. It’s about as boring as architecture can get. Square, with square windows. White, with blue...
Toha appeared in a grass field at the entrance of a massive set of green shrub and bushes that formed into walls. The walls stood at 10 feet above him so that he could not look over it. Outside he could see grass that grew so large that it seemed like it was guiding him to go into it. Ariadne was nowhere to be seen. He looked around and saw a blue sky and occasional clouds. When he looked behind him, he could see a series of Mountains that he could not recognize. A loud voice filled his...
It all began one day when all of a sudden she started to visit the school from time to time. The first time I happened to see her was when she walked right into my class and came up to me with a big smile, and gave me a hug. I was taken aback and it did make me a little uncomfortable, but since she was a former student, I shrugged it off. As she stepped back, I was staggered as to how she had grown up. She was even better looking than I had remembered; a great body and her boobs were still...
MARIAH by Waldo Introduction Chapter 1 - The business trip Chapter 2 - Mariah Chapter 3 - Agnes Chapter 4 - The fight Chapter 5 - No nooky is... Chapter 6 - Time passes Chapter 7 - My first cigarette Chapter 8 - Our plan Mariah by Waldo Introduction There are some things in life that you remember forever. Such as your first real love. In my case, she called herself Mariah, although her birth name was Pat. She didn't like to be called Pat or Patricia or Patty....
It was a cold night on the streets of Paris, where sexy pop diva Mariah Carey was shooting the video for her new single ‘say something’. Mariah was currently miming to music in a shop for one of the shots, and was wearing an amazingly hot outfit.It was an all on one goldish leotard type thing, tied around her neck and barely covering her famously huge tits and sweeping down to cover her pussy as well.All the guys on the set were just staring, not at all concentrating on the job in hand, and...
"... the hero Theseus, having killed the Minotaur, was reunited with Princess Ariadne. They fled to his ship and sailed with the dawn, leaving turmoil behind them. "The Gods were angry, especially mighty Poseidon, ruler of the waves. Theseus' ship was dashed this way and that, finally fetching up on the island of Naxos. When he could Theseus borrowed a ship from the King of Naxos, sailing to his native Athens and promising to return for Ariadne. In his haste he neglected to change his sail....
Ariadne was still in bed with Toha in her arms. He was still linked inside her with their fluids leaking onto the bed. Toha was asleep on her waist and abdomen. She thought to herself, “That is who I am. Humans will write the story of me and Theseus however they want, but they don’t know what truly happened. To me, I don’t care too much. It is nothing but old memories and dust now. Athens remains to this day a testament to our actions. King Theseus and I got married. Being the Goddess of...
Chapter 1 The situation in which I now find myself is something I never dreamed would ensue when I began corresponding with Ariana. It started seven years ago as a brief e-mail correspondence and has now become my life. But I must here digress, in order to give the reader some background information about me that relates to this tale. It will sound a bit weird to those of you who have never had a fetish.There has always been something about women smoking that aroused me. I always thought of...
BDSMAfter their threesome at the frat house, Ariana saw a difference in Nate. His confidence increased. He began to become more aware of fashion and changed how he dressed. He even trimmed his hair and switched from glasses to contacts. Ariana missed the geeky young man that first walked into her store several months ago. Their romps in the store after hours became less frequent, stopping entirely when Nate found his first girl friend. Ariana continued fucking the young man from their threesome at...
After their threesome at the frat house, Ariana saw a difference in Nate. His confidence increased. He began to become more aware of fashion and changed how he dressed. He even trimmed his hair and switched from glasses to contacts. Ariana missed the geeky young man that first walked into her store several months ago. Their romps in the store after hours became less frequent, stopping entirely when Nate found his first girl friend. Ariana continued fucking the young man from their threesome at...
Group SexWhen Nate and Ariana were in the boutique together Nate let his shy, geeky exterior down. Ariana’s attention and their sexual exploits together gave him a confidence he had never experienced before. However, when he walked out the door, his shield went back up; his confidence gone. He was a computer geek, and he knew how people looked at him. He wasn’t one of the jocks or popular guys on campus. He was jealous of them. They were so confident with girls. He knew he’d never have a relationship...
Group SexLet's get this out of the way first, Ariana Grande is an unspeakable bitch. Being her bodyguard, I've been privy to her antics. Whether it be fucking over former co-workers to treating her regular staff like shit. I've seen her make back-up dancers cry and fire assistants for wearing white after labor day. She's the biggest diva I've ever come across, and my first job as a bodyguard was Christina Aguilera, for fuck's sake. That bleach blonde had some odd demands, but nowhere near the kind of...
Nate checked the address on the sheet of paper. This is where his GPS had led him, but this was not the computer store he was looking for. The name on the sign said Ariana’s. It looked like some fancy ladies store. College students can’t be choosey. He heard the computer store was hiring and he needed a job; badly. Maybe someone in the store could direct him where he needed to go. He felt uncomfortable walking into the store, but he didn’t feel like he had a choice. Ariana was in the back of...
First TimeI may have mentioned this before one of my previous stories, but anyway, I love the Fictionmania story, "Forced Into Babyhood." I admit to liberally taking ideas from that story, as well as a few others. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, right? Warning: This story is a bit harsh and not for the faint of heart - or stomach. A sequel is being polished off as we speak. I welcome your emails about this or my other stories at [email protected]. Thanks. Enjoy. Mariah By Verna...