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Chapter Three: Dr. Rita's Naughty Healing By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 I groaned as my patient's pussy rippled about my cock. Her moans were so sweet as she spasmed on the hospital bed, her thighs locked about my hips. The pain was wholly gone from her face. Her arm twitched in her sling, the bones healing as my futa-cum spurted into her depths. I shuddered, my large, ebony tits heaving before me as the pleasure rushed through my body. My own pussy convulsed, juices flooding down...
Sing a Healing Song Chapter 1 It all started with a trip to Ireland. Well, not "all". You could say some of it started the day I was born, and named Matthew D'Arcy, the only son of Mark D'Arcy, a football player, and his wife Annette. And maybe some of it started later that same day when Annette died from complications of giving birth to me. I was always a sickly kid, and my dad eventually gave up football so he could look after me better, and I have never doubted his love...
I just want to say, this story took so much longer to write than I had anticipated. I put a lot of love and effort into it, so, you know, please don't be a dick and judge it too harshly! That said, please enjoy and let me know what you think of it :) This is a prequel to https://xhamster.com/stories/cap-039-n-angie-633514, so don't worry if you haven't already read that story yet...
When Elise and I woke up in the morning, we felt that everything seemed much too quiet for six people to be living here. We were right. Stuck to the netting of the main cave, our notice board as it were, was a brief message telling us that Wilbur, Sabreena, Alfred and Lexa had gone back already to let us do the healing and whatever else we felt like doing in privacy. "Thank you both for a splendid time. Let us know when you are back home. We will meet again. Soon." Signed with lots of...
I groaned as my patient’s pussy rippled about my cock. Her moans were so sweet as she spasmed on the hospital bed, her thighs locked about my hips. The pain was wholly gone from her face. Her arm twitched in her sling, the bones healing as my futa-cum spurted into her depths. I shuddered, my large, ebony tits heaving before me as the pleasure rushed through my body. My own pussy convulsed, juices flooding down my dark thighs as my girl-jizz pumped and over into her pussy. Her pale face was...
I was assaulted by a wealth of sights, sounds and smells. The sudden mayhem was overwhelming. I was at a wedding, in India. Everywhere there were bright colors, flowers, and people dressed in formal attire. There was a lot of red. I knew it wasn’t my wedding - or rather that it wasn’t Jeevan’s, whose memories I was experiencing. In it, he was about ten years old. Why this was a memory he didn’t want me to see became apparent when I saw he had continuously stuffed his face throughout the entire...
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FetishSunday, June 20, 1971 I was alone. That in itself was unusual considering how my life had changed in the five weeks since I awoke from killing myself. I was still lying in Ileana's berth, in the Guest Wing of the train. The first thing I noticed was the quiet. Too quiet. I scanned and found that the only other person on the train was Karla. I lifted my left wrist to look at the time. "Damn! I hate not having my watch!" I thought to myself. "Good morning, sleepy head!" Vickie giggled....
Book Two: Rogue's Wicked Harem Part Nine: Harem's Healing Love By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this. Chapter Twenty-Five: Throbbing Aftermath Princess Ava – The Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of Zeutch Blows hammered my head. The world spun around me as I clutched at the saddle horn. My stomach clenched again, my throat burning from the bile. I grit my teeth, tears streaming down my face as I struggled to gain control of my...
This is the last in the trilogy of the adventures of Cap'n Angie...For the first part, if you haven't read it already, please check it out here: https://xhamster.com/stories/cap-039-n-angie-633514And also feel free to check out the prequel here: https://xhamster.com/stories/cap-039-n-angie-and-a-fair-maiden-039-s-booty-637449----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Cap'n Angie and the Return of the...
Sing a Healing song - Fiona's Diary Author's note: The following is a selection of entries from the diary of Fiona D'Arcy, the main character of "Sing a Healing Song", and I'm writing it in the hope that I can get the inspiration for book two. In the meantime, enjoy this little snippet ... I have discovered that my boyfriend Andrew is what they call a "leg man". Not that he's alone in that. I swear, if any of us girls wear an outfit that so much as shows our knees to school, the...
The next morning we were all sitting around the breakfast table. Maggie and Frank were sitting with me, while Donald and Gill were fussing in the kitchen with breakfast dishes. Frank brought up the issue of testing my abilities again. “You know, it’s time to think about what other abilities you have, apart from your powers to heal and that incredible orgy of pleasure that you triggered.” He said. “Have you tried to do anything that could be used as a defensive or offensive weapon? After all,...
I pulled the last dregs of energy from the bottom of my weary soul and forced it out through my hands. They warmed against the chest of the frail, nameless child who was writhing in the grips of a fever dream. The miasma of sickness and darkening auras from dozens of stricken Normies overpowered the flickering fluorescent lights in the repurposed building. I had no idea exactly how many were laying on cots in the crowded room. Their faces and names had all blurred together after hours of energy...
SupernaturalI headed back out after a few more minutes of idle chatter, happy with how things were going with Anders. He wasn't quite as angry or bitter as he was in DA2, but he was different than he seemed in Awakenings, too, even though he'd just come from the dungeon. Not that I expected him to suddenly love templars and be a devout Andrastian, but it was nice that he wasn't too bitter. When I thought about it, I was lucky with all of my companions. Shale had considerably mellowed towards me,...
Again I was up very early, beating even Alfred to the clock. Fearing how messy things might get with what he had in store for me, I took great care with ablutions, had a long soak in the pond and gave my remaining teeth a gum-bleeding workout. Remembering what Alfred said about my cigarettes, I decided to have a last smoke or two. I went down to the waterfall and here, sitting under my now favourite tree, blowing spirals of blue, listening to the soft sounds of water tumbling down, I found...
(Author’s Note: This tale is a ‘period’ piece. Liberty has been taken with the use of Olde English in the writing to match the tone of the times.) Nearing the top of the turret stairs, the challenge rang out ‘Who goest there?’ ‘Tis I, Lord Robert, Giles.’ was mine response. ‘M’Lord, thou art the only stir upon this cold clear night.’ ‘Is that not good after many years od struggle, Giles?’ ‘Aye, M’Lord. All thy subjects give ye thanks to now live in peace and comfort. Tis our good fortune...
Tempe’s Bedroom, North London, Ontario 10:24pm, Friday, November 16, 1979 “I gotta go pee, Mike,” Brick said after she recovered from her a body shaking orgasm I gave her with my tongue and long digits. As my young brunette girlfriend made her way to Tempe and Tina’s Jill & Jill co-joining bathroom, I scanned her now seriously slender body. Lisa said she’d lost seven pounds while in the hospital and she now tipped the scales at a whopping ninety-five pounds. My busty beauty joked that...
John drove nervously excited towards Jackie’s home. The loud rumble of his Mustang’s exhaust always announced his approach, especially around tall buildings. He didn’t have a reputation as a speeder but the growl of the exhaust, matched to the car style and colour always gave the Police the anticipation of a high-speed chase. He followed Jackie’s directions and turned into the driveway of her rural setting home. John recognized her mother’s blue Monaco and noticed several more old cars...
Geneva Campbell put on her small silver hoop earrings and walked to the kitchen. She said to her husband, “I’m going out now.” “Alright,” replied Barry Campbell. “I’m going to watch the game this afternoon at Phil’s. So I’ll be gone when you get back from church.” “Okay. I’ll see you tonight,” she offered as she walked out of their house and got into her white 2014 Lexus LS 460. Barry continued watching ESPN. He picked up his phone and made a call. “Hello,” answered the sweet angelic accented...
Geneva Campbell put on her small silver hoop earrings and walked to the kitchen. She said to her husband, “I’m going out now.”“Alright,” replied Barry Campbell. “I’m going to watch the game this afternoon at Phil’s. So I’ll be gone when you get back from church.”“Okay. I’ll see you tonight,” she offered as she walked out of their house and got into her white 2014 Lexus LS 460.Barry continued watching ESPN. He picked up his phone and made a call.“Hello,” answered the sweet angelic accented...
Someone of the past. I met her one weekend as I was hanging at my cousin’s apartment. I was 20 and later found out she was 36. My cousin lived upstairs and across from where she was at, every time I stepped out the door, there she was looking up my way smiling. So every time I came out she was already outside looking up and waiting for me to get at her, and that’s just what I did. From upstairs I could see her body was banging, but when I got up close and next to her, the view was even sexier....
After the fun of entering the Palace compound, we arrived at a courtyard and dismounted. We were then shown through umpteen dozen hallways and rooms, each gaudier than the last, to get to a waiting room. As we walked, I wondered if the King was related to Higgins. He had the same horrible taste in decorations. John and Tony left us in a little alcove to wait. We settled in, as I didn’t expect to be received in any hurry. I was glad we’d had something to eat before we were interrupted. I did...
When Dee had just turned sixteen, she spent much of that summer alone. It wasn't that she lacked friends, far from it, but she had grown up enough that she wanted to see her part of the world. She spent her days walking for miles learning the roads and fields around Gynt, and finding her way into each farm's barns, tool-sheds and dairies. She wasn't brave or stupid enough to venture into the caves which dotted the countryside. Every family had a story to tell of a brave young soul who...
G.S.P. Chapter 10 Healing of Mind or Body? * * * Linda Stevens tensed as she came home. She had been in a fabulous mood, but then her newly discovered power had detected something. It took no real effort to send out mental tendrils of psionic power to scan the neighborhood. Within moments she found her mother Siri waiting for her in the kitchen. From her surface thoughts she could quickly tell that she was pissed. Linda was very late home and had not called in to tell her mother about...
Claudia and Dan sat in the physiatrist’s office waiting for her next meeting with Dr. Phillips. It had been five weeks since she and the others had been rescued, and her therapy for symptoms of PTSD was progressing well. He gazed at his love wearing a short pleated, peach coloured skirt, and cream coloured moderately low cut top. She paused from thumbing through a copy of Women’s Health to smile and grip Dan’s hand. Claudia seemed to be the central person to keep in contact with Wayne,...
Claudia walked to the door to answer the door chime. She was practically knocked over by the force of the hug from Julia Bennett. She wanted to kiss her so much but kept it to a polite peck on the cheek. “How are you doing, Julia?” She asked, accepting a breast flattening hug. “Much better, now that I’m here with you!” Dan received just as sensual a hug then they greeted her husband, Rob. Claudia proudly gave them a tour of their home then offered them drinks. Dan showed Rob the bathroom...
“Thanks, M ... M ... Mom, thanks, D ... Dad, f ... for the help,” Wayne Anderson stuttered, as he kissed her cheek and admired his freshly washed and waxed yellow beauty. He was the proud owner of a 2012 Mustang GT, that he and his dad had slightly modified. Wayne’s family had always been Ford owners, starting with his grandfather. The collection of ‘60s and ‘70’s era muscle cars the whole family owned were always driven around Tampa. His dad would kid him about owning such a newer Mustang...
When I came to, I realised that we were back at the refuge, and I was in bed. Anita was by my side, holding my hand. Trish was in bed next to me. Everyone else was gathered around the bedside, concern on their faces. “What happened?” I asked, as I went to sit up. “How long was I out?” “Only a few hours this time,” Frank said. “Trish is OK, and so is that woman that he held. They got the gunman alive, and he’s being held in custody.” The action took more effort than I thought, and I flopped...
An hour later the four of them gathered in the living room. Zelda, Gordy and Melissa cleaned up the cluttered mess created by the pair of Creel's men. They had a garbage bag full of broken trash. Gordon waved his bottle of beer in the air. "Okay, now I've seen the DVD of your ambush. God, what a mess. What I don't understand is why Creel thinks you have that mini disc as well. You never were in contact with anyone who would have access to kind of material that clown said was on the...
Ever since I was a little girl all I ever really wanted to be was a nurse. When I was still in Catholic grade school, I would play with the nurse and doctor toys pulling my younger brother along beside me as an unwilling doctor to assist in my healing endeavors. Later on, when we were supposed to be making our choices for vocation just before graduating from high school, I put nursing down as my first, second and third choice much to the dismay of the vocational counselor. I almost didn't get...
A guy e-mailed me recently after he had read my 'Don't Make Him Angry' story. Apparently his wife, while she was at college, had met someone very much like my main character. His mail was only a short paragraph so I've had to expand on it somewhat and add dialog. The headache didn't want to quit so after two days of taking aspirin I was thinking about going to the collage doctor. My roommate suggested we go to this party that it might take my mind off it so reluctantly I agreed. I was a...
I can still remember the our eyes met, we never spoke in words yet we knew each others troublesome secrets and desires. I knew the first time that I read your mind beneath your cold icy stare lie a venerable shy woman, who could never trust again, whose innocence had been used up when she was a child, who had endured the indignities of a mean oppressive father who saw his daughter as an albatross around his neck after a night of drunkenness with a stranger, your mother, a distant self serving...
EroticChapter 1: The Secret Program Short Description: Memorial Day is a United States federal holiday which occurs every year on the final Monday of May. Memorial Day is a day of remembering the men and women who sacrificed themselves while serving in the United States Armed Forces. This is a short story about a wounded vet, depressed and almost suicidal, who finds some much needed healing with a special secret program. Tags: wounded vet, hospital sex,...
"Kim, the doctor is ready to see you now." I stood up, smoothed down my skirt, and adjusted my still-too-short hair. I arranged my schoolbooks in my backpack, and then followed the receptionist into the hallway and down the carpeted corridor lined with offices and examining rooms. I had lost track of how many times I had been to Highland Park clinic over the past year. Of course, I could figure it out from my diary. When I got out of the hospital I was encouraged to keep a journal and...
In the corridors of the palace, I passed the prince and he just gave me a quizzical look. I ignored him and I made my way back to my room. I waited to heal myself after I made it to my room because I was not sure that I would survive the aftershock. I carefully removed my clothes and walked into the bath. "Master, what happened to you?" "Tara, would you order some bread, cheese, fruit and ale for the two of us. Also, would you see if you can find me something for sunburn?" "Yes,...
Salutations, dear reader. My name is Mario Jean Constantin and I’m a young man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the town of Laval, Quebec, to a French Canadian mother, Beatrice Tremblay, and a Haitian immigrant father, Leonard Constantin. It’s not easy being half black and half white in Canada, even though I grew up on the outskirts of Montreal, a racially diverse town. After graduating from the University of Montreal with a bachelor’s degree in business, I decided to...
“My head hurts,” Charmaine Epps informed her date. “I think I’m ready to go home.”“Yeah. That’s cool,” Steve Parker replied trying to hide his disappointment.The six-foot-four-inch, two-hundred-fifteen-pound athletically built man had been enjoying the holiday party thrown by Charmaine’s employer. She was a former beauty queen with honey colored skin. This was the fourth date in as many weeks and the divorced mother of two was completely up front with him about her ‘three month monogamy’ rule....
The Great Shift: Healing Hands By Johnny Girl ([email protected]) I stared down at my hands. My hands. I still had trouble believing they were really mine. They were long and slender and delicate and feminine, wearing rings and bracelets, the fingers tipped with sparkly purple fingernail polish. These weren't the hands I was familiar with. They weren't the rough and strong and calloused hands I'd been so dependent on; they were weak and soft and smooth and small and useless...
November 12, 1993, Chicago, Illinois “I suppose we do need to start somewhere,” I said. “I’m just not sure that’s the right place.” “But it’s something we can all accept, right now,” Jessica said. “I’ll live here, and promise to talk to both of you each day, and to be honest with you about how I’m feeling and what’s going on at work.” “It’s not perfect,” I said, “but I’m not sure I have a better solution given everything you said. What do you think, Kara?” “I think it will be good for the...
If you had mental abilities it wasn't like a smorgasbord or cafeteria, or even the extreme specialization like the old stories suggested. If you had 'talent' then you were pretty much guaranteed a set of 'core services'--TK, or manipulating matter at a distance was the central ability. From there came the ability to heat or cool matter, cut matter, move matter and rotate matter. It was usually joined with sight at a distance. Once you got the rotation thing down and you could 'see' the...
Friends and co-workers had politely kept their distance from Claudia during her weeks of healing. Tessa was a concerned boss and friend and began to make weekly calls to her. They’d talk about how she was feeling improvement and the effect her absence at work was having on the others. Tessa mentioned that Paula seemed especially upset about what happened to her and missed her so much. She knew they were good friends at work and Claudia was certain hers and Paula’s love relationship was still...
‘Ever wondered who you were before?’ ‘Were before?’ Claire was puzzled. She looked up at her friend, Louise, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. ‘Your past lives,’ Louise explained. ‘Caroline Rattenbury is offering a past life regression workshop in Netherbury Farm buildings next Tuesday night. Do you want to go?’ ‘Are you going?’ ‘I’d like to. I took one of Caroline’s shamanic soul retrieval workshops last year. She was good. What do you think?’ Claire stroked the grey cat on...
Loves healing touch By Rachel Saunders Sam's heart rate went through the roof. His pulse raced as he watched the ground race up before him. Now this was what he called 'alive'. The thud of the afterburners kicked in, and his body tensed as almost 7 G's pushed him back into his seat. "Griffin 1 to Griffin leader - you are one crazy son of a bitch sir". Sam smiled. The altimeter indicated that he had stopped merely 20 metres above the ground. The lowest...
“I have to ask you this. Claudia told me about your marriage lifestyle and her Condition. You’re okay with other men fucking her?” “Yes, I am. At first, I was a little jealous, of other men fucking her, or her giving them blow jobs. I guess that’s natural. It was awkward to hear other men making her cum and seeing her swallowing their cum after a blow job. Now feel I proud of her because she’s mine and after all our loving it’s our bed she sleeps in.” “She basically said the same thing to...
Claudia wanted to prepare for Wednesday, so as Dan fucked her pussy she had Mel fuck her ass with the dildo. She told Dan not to cum, saving it for later. The front doorbell chimed announcing the expected guests. “I’ll get it!” Allison yelled. She opened the door and was greeted by a blonde man, woman, and teenage boy all well tanned. “Hi, you must be Allison,” the woman smiled, offering a hand. “I’m Karen Winslow and this is my husband, James, and our son, Ryan. You certainly do look like...
The next morning, we were around the breakfast table again. Trish had stayed the night, and was sitting with us, cup of tea in hand and a look of peace on her face. “How are you feeling today?” I asked. “You have no idea! I can’t remember a time in my life when I ever felt this amazing!” Trish replied, her voice tinged with awe and wonder. “You know, you really caused a stir the other day at the clinic.” “Really? How so?” I replied. “People heard the commotion, and then suddenly you burst...
The problem with supernatural healing is that it doesn’t take long for people to realise that you may hold the key to curing their terminal disease and relieving their suffering. We were forced to move from our refuge because the sheer volume of people who came threatened to overwhelm us all. Desperate people didn’t care that you were exhausted. Privileged people expected you to jump at their whim. Rich people demanded you perform for them, as if money was the only motivating factor. One...
Allison and Claudia’s healing was progressing very well from their common ordeal. Dr. Philips stopped all their medications and was utterly impressed with their positive demeanour. Allison was proud to inform her, her grandmother discovered Allison and Claudia are cousins, and that Claudia and Dan, were adopting her to become their daughter, the end of June. She had become a part of her new family weeks before it would become finalized and her former life with her Aunt and Uncle seemed to...
As she turned and walked away my parents started laughing. I had not even heard them approach when the class ended. I grinned and looked at them, “getting used to the place?” My dad nodded looking around, “it takes getting used to but I think I like it. I am going to miss my practice though. I had a lot of people that worked with me that were friends.” I looked at them, “sorry you came?” My mother stepped close, “no Michael. This place is different and we will make new friends. You...
This story will make a little more sense if you read CHARLIE’S PAIN AND HEALING first as this is a continuation of that short story. The wedding went off without a hitch and throughout the reception Charlie and Amanda were constantly together. They were always touching, giving each other gentle kisses and staring soulfully into each other’s eyes. Every time he looked at Amanda Charlie felt his heart swell with love. At times he wondered just how he could have been so lucky to win her for his...
Sue had tried to prepare herself for the trip to California as best as possible, especially emotionally. She had packed the night before, and now she waited expectantly for the taxi to arrive as the early morning sun started to rise. This was her first trip on her own in over a year. She had an 8am flight from Syracuse to Chicago, with a brief lay over there, and then straight on to LA. Soon, she would be in Malibu and at Tom’s new beach house later that afternoon. She would be with John’s...
Healing Cousin George "He's not coping very well, I'm sure he is still on the drink. I spotted several empty bottles in the bin and the house is not being cleaned very well" silence as she listened "Yes I know it's early dear but we have to think of Melissa in all this" she listened again "Yes I know that being a farmer takes up a lot of time but so even the more reason why he needs some help" silence again "I know it's a risk if we get the Social Work involved and losing the kid would...
Healing Cousin George Part 21 - Final Chapter - True Colours by Karin Roberts The Taxi dropped us of right outside of the main doors of the hall. Gavin offered each one of us his arm as we both took one before stepping into the foyer. "There's Archie over there," Debbie gestured over towards an older man by the cloakroom. She waved him over towards us. "Hi Gavin, Debbie... this must be Alex!" he smiled, offerring me his hand....
Gypsy Healing A Short Story By Maryanne Peters "Before I answer your question, I must tell you that I am not a religious person, and I do not believe in miracles," said Dr Solander. "But spontaneous remission is a fact. It does happen. It happens rarely, but it does happen. Even without treatment, cancers can disappear." "But that is exactly what I am asking," said Emmet. "How can it happen? Can there be some external influence? I am like you - not at all religious. I am...
This story will make a little more sense if you read CHARLIE'S PAIN AND HEALING first as this is a continuation of that short story. The wedding went off without a hitch and throughout the reception Charlie and Amanda were constantly together. They were always touching, giving each other gentle kisses and staring soulfully into each other's eyes. Every time he looked at Amanda Charlie felt his heart swell with love. At times he wondered just how he could have been so lucky to win her for his...
The alarm clock on the nightstand went from silence to rock music announcing 4 pm. The family trio took a quick shower together, then dressed awaiting Melissa and Savon. The doorbell chimed at 4:30 and Allison bolted for the front door. “Savon!” She cried as if they hadn’t seen each other for weeks. They had a quick hug then Allison led her by the hand to her bedroom. Once the door was closed, they embraced, kissing passionately and slipped a hand up under the other’s top. “Forgive us for...