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Allure Une By Kachakali Read some captions over on my site: http://nevermoreuniversity.blogspot.mx/ See an anime drawing of this story as well: http://fantasyspiroscaptions.blogspot.mx/ I've heard rumors from the local folk that there was this haunted forest nearby that contained a special flowery nectar. Many adventurers have had mixed luck in obtaining the golden nectar, so why cant I? A little investigation and spying goes a long way. Being a somewhat famous thief and the fact...
We talked every night, willing away the time until the Friday. Ann decided that she would come round in her own car. "Then I can drive straight to work on Monday." I waited knowing that there would be a cheeky comment to follow. "Besides I may have trouble walking by then." "I have no idea what you mean." I gave her an opportunity for another witty reply. "Oh yes you do. If you spend as much time between my legs as I hope you will, they will be stuck in the open position. I may...
‘Allure’ chronicles a true story. No names are used to avoid any possibility of identifying the participants and causing hurt where no hurt has been intended. The story unfolds simply, but the complexity builds beyond the moments enjoyed. What the future brings come as uncertain as each moment the man and the woman enjoyed. A slice of life cannot be altered, cannot be reduced to body parts, for the parts become merely a means to an end–if an end can ever occur. A Journey Properly Begun He...
I spied into Lily's bedroom from her slightly opened door. It was dark outside but the little girl was bathed in light from a small lamp on her bedside table. Lily's back faced me as she lied on the carpet. She silently read a book. Other old books lied on the carpet near her. They had titles like Romeo and Juliet, Macbeth, and Othello. Her little hands and little fingers delicately pressed against the edge of a page just before she flicked it over and began reading the next page. Her...
"The boy next door always looks at me," Lily said. I froze, confused. "Who... me?" "No, not you, silly. The other boy." "What other boy?" She grabbed my hand and pulled me downstairs. "I'll show you." In the living room downstairs, I stood near a large window looking outside to the house next door. "Look at the window at the top," Lily said. I poked my head out and had a look. Unlike my house, Lily's other next-door neighbours had a brick house. It was two-stories high...
When I woke up at six in the morning on Tuesday—the next day—I saw Eddie standing near my bed. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "You forgot to lock your window. I climbed that tree in Lily's house." Eddie saw Lily on my bed and pointed to her. "What's she doing here?" "She's sleeping over at our house. She was supposed to sleep down there." I pointed to the red mattress near the base of my bed. "I came here to get the porno," said Eddie. "Remember you told me you'd give...
Ella and I walked to the lockers from our chemistry class. The locker rooms were so crowded during lunch that it took about a whole minute for me to move ten metres from one end of the room to the opposite end. Someone's body odor forced me to hold my breath while I plowed through the crowd. Ella followed me to my locker. She had news for me. "Keith, could you do me a favour? If any of my friends ask you where I'll be this lunch, tell 'em I sneaked out with the guys." "Where are you...
After school Nancy rang me and told me to come over to her house. When I arrived I noticed she looked very worried. She stood at the front door with me, about to leave. "I'm going to the police to report Ella missing. My boyfriend's a policeman." Nancy started biting her bottom lip. "Where could Ella be?" "I'm sure they'll find her. Don't worry." "You're such a good boy, Keith. What would I do without you?" I smiled, proud of myself. "You said you wanted me to help Lily...
That night I sat on my bed. It was midnight but I wasn't asleep. Nor did I even attempt to sleep. I felt like destroying something. My right hand made a fist and pressed hard against the pillow. I was too afraid to strike the wall in anger, as this would only hurt my knuckles. But knocking a few holes in the wall would satisfy me. Mum and Dad never physically or sexually abused me when I was young, but that doesn't mean they were good parents. Up to the age of sixteen, I was never allowed...
It was Wednesday lunchtime. I lied down by myself on a patch of grass on the soccer oval. School today was boring and I couldn't wait to get home. Today had been a disaster. Since I stayed up so late last night I woke up half an hour late this morning. I managed to catch the bus only because I skipped breakfast. Throughout class I was hungry and tired, but I managed to pull through. As I sat on the grass a girl about my age walked by and looked at me for a while, about four seconds. I hate...
It was Thursday. When the bell rang to signal the beginning of lunch, I walked out from my algebra class and, instead of walking to my locker to deposit my books, I went straight to the canteen so I could be early in line to get some food. When I arrived at the canteen in the school hall I was shocked because the queue was about twenty meters long! It snaked around the hall for a while and then went outside the hall. I couldn't believe it. As I walked to the back of the line I heard someone...
Nancy opened the front door after I knocked three times. She seemed surprised to see me. "Is Lily here?" I asked. "No, she isn't." She scratched her head. "Actually, I was wondering where she was myself. Do you know where she is?" "I don't know." I paused for a minute, wondering what to say. "Well, if you see Lily around," said Nancy, "tell her to come home straight away." "I'll do that," I said. I walked out from Nancy's front yard with a strange feeling. When she was...
I lied on my bed and looked out the bedroom window, watching the street as the day started its slow transition from afternoon to evening. The street outside was completely empty--no cars, no pedestrians, nothing that suggested life. Planted neatly on the nature strip were trees, and the leaves on these trees were falling. Each leaf trickled down slowly, zigzagging in the air as it glided down. When a leaf hit the pavement, the road, or the grass, it lied on the ground motionless, as if it...
It took me about twenty minutes to find Room 101. I knew I was looking for a door with numbers on it, and after wandering around for about fourteen minutes I found Room 101. Finding the room was a matter of following the doors as their numbers increased. Room 101 seemed like any other room. The walls, floor, and ceiling were made of rock. A single fluorescent tube at the top lit up the whole room. The room was about the size of my parents' bedroom, which was about double the size of the...
As Eddie and I walked around trying to find Lily, the little boy seemed less sad than he was before and kept talking about his pornography collection. I nodded and pretended to be interested with what he had to say. We arrived at a stone door with the word BANK engraved above the door in big letters. The place sparked our curiousity. After Eddie and I entered, we realized the bank was different to other rooms because the walls, ceilings, and floors were made of steel. The room looked like it...
I actually forgot how to get out from the tunnels, so Lily and I walked around for about twenty minutes before I finally found a tunnel going up towards the surface. When I arrived outside I was surprised at how cold it was. It was night now but it was not dark because all around me were blue and red flashing lights. Eddie must have called the police. Since it was rather dark, I had to touch and hold little Lily to make sure she was still with me. I hid the sack of gold behind some bushes...
"Make sure she goes to bed before ten," said Nancy before heading out from the front door. I watched as the mother backed the Camry into the street and drove off. Since Mark was in prison, Ella had to find another boyfriend and it didn't take long for her to find someone else. This new guy whose name I didn't know was, in my opinion, worse than Mark. Whenever I see him with Ella he is always bossing her around, telling her what to do. I looked at my watch and noticed it was six...
Just before my high school senior year started her family moved to the suburb I grew up in. Melinda Lynch. Mel. Tall. Slim. B sized breasts. A perfect pear shaped ass. A deceptively angelic face framed by thick dirty blonde hair clipped loosely behind her upper back and reaching just above that perfect ass as if pointing to it. A mischievous glint of her eyes and a smirk often made the deception less. My shy glances and longer stares when seeing her backside when she wouldn’t notice were...
By the time the spring musical auditioned, the Pajama Game, Mel and I had become best friends. For a while we saw each other every weeknight when I got into the martial arts class. And after school with the play. Less once it was performed, and then just twice a week after the dance class ended with its own performances. Two nights: a couple full length dances, one choreographed by the teacher and the other by Connie Johns herself. The second night short pieces choreographed by some of the...
Despite the frequency and the thorough enjoyment of my times in bed with Mel, I somehow managed to have other girls in my life. I called Sarah the night following Mel’s first time joining my friends and me at our lunch table. “It’s Joe,” I told her once her mother handed the phone off to her. “Really?” she practically shouted. “Give me a minute to go to my room.” “Okay.” “Hello,” I heard a minute later, a bit breathless. A click sounded. “How did you get my number?” “Mel.” “Of course....
Sarah ended up being a lot more problematic. The phone call on Saturday had us return to Joanne’s for some more great sex. Just Joanne was there as far as adults. I met Ella, who turned out to be her daughter from Saul. It’s where I learned Saul had multiple partners. Cheryl was only one of his wives, albeit the official one, and the three shared a bed. And perhaps weirdest of all, he was seeing Joanne’s daughter as well. After an even longer session of sex since we didn’t need to get up...
A man with a sign with my name on it who looked oddly like a younger version of Saul stood near the carousel where our bags would be delivered. Mine finally had wheels and a golden ribbon attached to the handle, since it looked like a lot of the other bags. Carol’s identical bag had a silver ribbon. Mel had bought them for us, and Maryanne had suggested the identifying attachments. “I’m Joe,” I said to the driver. “Trevor,” he said, shaking my hand. “I need to retrieve my limo, since they...
The workshop was different on Wednesday morning. Nancy steered the workshop to a larger classroom that was ramped. Saul had invited a guest to discuss editing and publishing. It ended up being Liang, who was great. Charming and funny and knowledgeable. Her perspective was interesting as well, since she was head editor of an imprint of the publisher which published Cheryl’s nonfiction bestsellers. She explained it was more a prestige thing, since the stuff she put out would never sell like the...
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Fred and Sally moved to a small town in the mid west to get away from the big city two years ago, after their kids were grown and on their own. They lived about 90 miles from the city that Fred's corporation was located, but because of the high price of fuel and through the miracle of science he worked out of his home office. He was hooked up to his corporate office by computer with a large screen TV in his home office for video Conferencing. Getting the VP position in his corporation at 50...
When my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...
35 Dawn`s went on secondment, her last weekend. A lot of this is fantasy some is true, you choose the bitsIt was given me by her hubby normally a happy cuckold. Her company had “chosen” her to go on secondment to the USA and she was to fly on Monday and would be away for a number of months, he was devastated. Naturally they discussed it and decided what must be must be, it`s a harsh world out there, and they wanted the promotion that could follow. It did however mean giving up a lot...
Thanks P. for help with editing the story. SECONDHAND Another uneventful gray day of my life was coming to an end, and I had just closed the door and turned off the light at the back of the shop when there was a frantic knocking. A tall, white-haired woman in a long fashionable coat was standing outside, with two large black bin bags. I went up to the door and said, "We're closed! Sorry!" "What shall I do with these clothes, then?" the woman asked me, exaggerating her lip...
We lay there spent just basking in the afterglow , she asks if she can see the recording I look at her and see the state she is in and laugh she is all covered in sticky dried come ,her face, neck, tits, chest it was just amazing ,I loved it .She started to laugh too. I set up the video for us to watch , I ask do you want pop corn she laughs says you ass ole start the movie when I get out of the shower .Toni is all smelling nice and fresh now retouched her makeup and all ,she put on a sexy...
"I want to tease you. A lot".I smile. Emma's in her black lace underwear. The sight is already a tease."I'd like to see that"."Ian, I love your little stories. How they make me hot. How I'm feeling special reading them. Now it's my turn to give you that. And there are so many things I'd like to try with you""That's a very nice thing to say Emma... You know, these stories don't come out of nowhere. You have your part in inspiring them...""So I'll give you some more. Just wait here."Emma goes to...
Ten nanoseconds after the Big Bang by Charlotte Dickles Author's Note: All people, places and events in this story are entirely fictional, and are not based upon any actual person or event. In particular, WESA, the Women's Engineering and Science Association is fictitious and is not based upon with such notable organisations as WISE or WES. The story contains adult themes and you should not read them if it is illegal in your country. 'Did you see the way he looked down the...
It was already dusk when I got into my car. The radio was still on. Chumbawamba's "Tubthumping" was playing. "How appropriate" I thought to myself. The Radio gods must be telling me something. I pulled out of the driving singing, "I get knocked down, but I get up again. You are never gonna keep me down..." As I drove, I rehearsed what I'm going to say to Chase. I'm going to tell him the truth. Well - a variation of the truth. I won't mention time travel or future events. I certainly...
Honesty: Appearances Katie crawled lazily out of bed. Working on student engineering projects were fun, but she always got the feeling that it was better suited for undergraduates who weren't also doing research... and weren't in a relationship. She occasionally wondered if being Jacob bled a bit into the identity she was born with, as she reflexively scratched her chin, almost to feel for stubble growth after sleeping late. Then on again she was always a tomboy; young Katie was...
Appearances Belladonna Don Legnani eyes turned towards his secretary as his wife entered the ladies room. His secretary knew he was watching her. Carmen Hightower was always aware that her boss's eyes were fixed upon her whenever he had the opportunity to steal a glance. Carmen crossed her right leg over her left. She smiled as she let heel of her shoe slid off her foot. Don's eyes were transfixed on the metallic gray, 5 inch heeled pump dangling from Carmen's toes. Don heard...
Tammy, Arrived in Marksville at three. Checked into Best Western. Going to dinner then check out the casino. Enjoy your night out with the girls. Your loving husband, Kurt.Kurt was a tractor representative making the rounds with the dealerships. He had checked into the Best Western, unpacked, went to the bar, then text'd his wife. At six, after two martinis, Kurt sat alone at a Mexican restaurant. By seven, he was at the casino across from the hotel.Kurt played at the blackjack table for an...
HardcoreKeeping up Appearances by Eric The famous actress Drew Gerrymore was in town to hype her latest movie - a stupid Cinderella story. Fuck she hated the movie! But her fuckin agent was right the money was good and she needed to play a sweet person after the latest round of bad publicity. The reminded her - she sent the group lobbying for the legalization of Coke ten grand. God was life was a fuckin challenge - dodging reporters and her husband's process servers and reporters and...
Lisa and Giles had been out walking after Lisa had done her usual six mile run and training in preparation for her next fight, which was scheduled for eight days' time. It was against her toughest opponent yet - she was giving away quite a few pounds as well as three inches in height. Although it was not going to be easy, she was confident enough of at least giving the other woman a run for her money before she suffered her first knockout. Having Giles out of the way would be a good thing,...
Saturday, June 2, 2007 (Continued) Saturday afternoon was saner for us, but not for some other people. TV showed us scenes at the main access routes into Corvallis, especially the highway bridges over the river. There were many hundreds of cars parked down the Corvallis-Lebanon Highway (the main road into Corvallis, to the east of the river) that had been prevented from getting any closer by the roadblocks. Consequently there were thousands of people yelling at the soldiers to demand that...
My photography business had been getting busier and busier in the past few months with myself and my assistant Silke being rushed off our feet going from job to job.Most of the work was fairly humdrum - weddings, family portraits, product launches and other corporate events - and was time-consuming and not hugely exciting.We had done a few recent shoots with aspiring models, which was much more interesting work for both of us - bringing out the personality of the models was not always that easy...
IncestTrisha stayed to herself for the next couple of weeks at work; even avoiding John as much as possible. She couldn't avoid going to him to request the time off for the court date, however. When she did, John offered to listen if she needed to talk about what was going on, but she declined. Trisha wanted Mark to feel like he had someone to go to; she didn't want to intrude in on his confidante or put John in the middle. Her concern about the court date paled in comparison to her concern for...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am riding on the back of Matt Frawley's motorcycle. I press myself against him, and my breasts tingle as they tease his bulky, sweat stained back. We careen around curves on the Angeles Crest Highway, and we exit down a winding road into the National Forest. We roll to a halt in a gravel parking lot strewn with remnants of bikers' parties. Matt hides the bike in a stand of oaks. He puts his arm around my waist, and...
Secondary Education Chapter 2, The Trouble With PE By Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am rounding the last turn of the mandatory mile. Each footfall is unbearable. The sun, the smog, and the heat are relentless. Coach is screaming words I cannot hear over the blood pounding in my ears. I cross the finish line and collapse at his feet. "Get up, move around before you puke, Flowers." "I can't, Coach." It is too late. I retch on the ground at Coach's feet, a watery gruel. I...
Secondary Education By Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 3 Self Improvement Please email me a comment if you are enjoying (or not) my story. Our apartment is dark, hot and empty when I get home. I am a latchkey kid, and have been since my dad went to jail for the penultimate time, when he got his second strike for dealing meth back in '02. Now, he's in for 25, and I am sure Mom is heading back into custody for parole violation. In her waste basket I find used...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Please email me or post a comment if you like, or dislike my story. Thanks. Chapter 4 Initiation I wait in line at Target behind a squat Latina and her raucous brood. She barks shrill commands and threats, which they cheerfully ignore as they slip cheap toys into her already stuffed shopping cart. Her boyfriend ignores the anarchy as he adds an armful of last minute items to their tottering pile of goods. The cashier...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 5 A Hard Road to Ho. I awake alone, my limbs twisted in rumpled sheets. The tattered window shade flaps in a desultory breeze billowing in one moment, sucking against the screen in the next. The cheerful trill of a passing ice cream truck making its final rounds makes me hungry, and I drag myself from the bed. I look out the window into the gloaming. It's night. I have slept a couple of hours. The...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 6 Night on the Town I sit in the back seat of a speeding, SUV, wedged between two Mara soldiers. Jose's corpse lies under a bloody blanket behind us, his face obliterated by the pointblank blast from Antoine's shotgun. Hector drives the Escalade up and down Jefferson Boulevard, the uneasy border between the Crip and Mara fiefdoms, speeding past its many shuttered used furniture stores, but slowing as he...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 7 The Tipping Point The rising sun paints the smoggy sky over Los Angeles fuchsia. The air is dense with the smoke of distant wildfires. The breeze is already hot. It stirs the trash from overflowing garbage cans and sends it tumbling down the streets. Greasy food wrappers twirl in trash cyclones: In and Out, Jack in the Box, Weinerschnitzel. The sight makes me nauseous, and I choke back a gag. My eyes...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 8 Making Up My Incomplete I cinch a belt around the baggy waist of my Dockers. The pants' seat and thighs are just as tight as the waist is loose. My old boy clothes don't fit my new body. It is as Tyler, rather than Tyla, that I am re- enrolling, two weeks late, in Fairfax High's summer program. I wrap my boobs with an Ace bandage to squeeze them flat, and cover up my curves with tee shirt and a faded Kobe...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 9, Seeing No Evol Matt Frawley's arms are glistening in the slanting rays of August sunshine. He dribbles behind his back, wrong footing his defender. Matt deftly crosses the ball over, changing direction and bounce passes it to Antoine, who is streaking down the court on the fast break and scores an easy lay up. Matt whoops a victorious hurrah, and his blue eyes for a moment meet mine until he is distracted by...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 10 Reincarnation I am asleep in the arms of my Bodhisattva. He strokes my forehead. "Look within to find consciousness of the skandhas that survived your rebirth." I concentrate, and focus on a fuzzy, black and white image. "I was Private Flores, an American warrior in the jungle battles of Laos. I killed many and died filled with guilt and hatred. These passions survived inside me, and even they roil...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Is This Nirvana? Chapter 11 I awaken with a shudder. A fractured ray of sunlight pierces the crack between a pair threadbare quilts which have been hung as an makeshift curtain. From outside I hear the clamor of banda piped through the tinny speakers of a catering truck. A hot breeze wafts a rancid flume of stale cooking oil, jalapeno and stewed pork. I feel nauseous, and choke back a heave. I have mind-splitting...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 12, My Missing Pieces Oprah's over, Rikki Lake's not on yet, and Dr. Phil depresses me. So I flick off the television. I pick up a month-old "Us" magazine: Lindsey's back in rehab, Paris is busted for DUI again, same old, same old. I throw it back on the table and wish I had something to do. I am a high school dropout. During my convalescence after being castrated, I missed the start of school at Hollywood...
Secondary Education Chapter 13 Screen Kisses [email protected] This is a continuation of a sexually explicit story. If depictions of sex disturb you, or if you are under the age of 18, do not read this story. All persons and events depicted herein are fictional. If you like, hate or otherwise react to this story, please email me at the address above or post a comment to the site where you read it. Xoxox, TF I am squeezed between Ocho Loco and Hector on the sagging,...
Secondary Education Chapter 14 Betrayal [email protected] In Tyla's harsh demi-monde, how shall she discern the betrayer from the betrayed? Cautionary Note: This is adult erotic fiction (not fantasy) and should not be read by non-adults or by adults who are offended by violence or explicit erotica involving under-aged transgendered protagonists. All persons depicted are fictional, and...
I stood at my vanity, looking into the mirror as I affixed an earring. I watched my husband’s reflection. He was seated on the edge of our bed behind me, one leg crossed over the other and a shoe held in his hand. His eyes did not meet mine in the mirror. ‘Why did you pick right now to tell me this?’ I asked. He didn’t answer. He did look up and saw me watching him in the mirror. I saw his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed his words. I stood to my full height so that I no longer...
"Okay, so what is the next rule? Come on, I need to hear you say it." She is biting her nails and giving me a very serious look.I sigh. She has gone over and over these to the point where I'm about to tell her just to forget it. To not go out to California for this 'job' but instead to spend Spring Break here. I'll work double shifts at the hardware store like I planned and maybe that will give us enough money to get by through the end of the semester. Anything so that she doesn't have to go...
College Sex“Sarasota Approach Control, November-One-Two-Echo-Romeo is with you passing through twelve-thousand on the way to eight-thousand. We have information Sierra at SRQ.” “Two-Echo-Romeo, Sarasota Approach. Radar Contact. Continue on course. You may descend to two-thousand, your discretion. Sarasota altimeter two-niner-niner-two.” Dave responded, and the Cessna Citation continued its descent at twenty-five-hundred feet per minute. Passing through ten-thousand, Dave reduced the speed to...