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The Knight and the Acolyte Book 2 Magics ClashChapter 7 Fireeyes

Fireeyes – Northeastern Shore, Lake Esh – The Magery of Thosi The crew of the Mermaid's Lover rowed the riverboat to a sandy shore. I stood on the prow, gazing at the peaceful countryside of Esh. The sun set behind us, painting the fields with crimson. When Angela's business in Esh-Esh was concluded, she would head north. Beyond the horizon lay the highway that ran between Esh-Esh and Allenoth. I planned on being on that highway waiting for her. The sailors on the Mermaid's Lover made...

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Coldsteel Ch 04

Chapter four: The Club. Michael was beginning to come to the unhappy realisation that he was bored. A harem of five beautiful women and no need for him to lift a finger or deny himself any material thing that caught his eye sounded like heaven, but the mind craved variation and challenge. But Gregory’s warning held him in check. If he messed up and attracted attention then the consequences would be dire, perhaps even fatal. He felt distracted and irritable, as though held in some unseen...

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Coldsteel Ch 02

Chapter two: Harem. Michael awoke to momentary confusion before the events of the previous day came back to him and he remembered where he was. The magic ring currently on the dresser beside the bed — always cold to the touch — that allowed him to manipulate others’ minds, the girl — Jessica — whose house (and bed) this was, her sister — Kat — still asleep in his arms. And on his other side, Jessica herself, just waking up. Michael grabbed the ring and slipped it on. It wouldn’t do for his...

3 years ago

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Coldsteel Ch 03

Chapter three: Family. Michael arrived home to find a stranger in his house. The man, middle-aged, balding, and dressed like a respectable businessman from the 1950s, was seated at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of tea, and apparently waiting for him. But the thing that worried Michael most was that this man had a mind unlike any other he’d encountered since acquiring the ring, most minds were tangled, threads going in all directions. Minds that he had manipulated began to show signs of...

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Coldsteel Ch 05

Michael was woken by a phone call from Darryl. The man seemed determined to be friends and Michael hasn’t managed to shake him off. Sighing, he answered the phone. ‘Mike, you’ve got to get to the club. You’re not going to want to miss this.’ ‘What are you talking about, Darryl?’ ‘The old man’s here!’ ‘Old man?’ ‘The founder! He doesn’t come in much these days, you don’t want to miss this!’ ‘OK, sure. I’ll be there.’ — The old man, it turned out, was a rough-looking rake of a man in his...

3 years ago

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Coldsteel Ch 01

Chapter one: Jessica Michael walked down the street, looking for a particular type of shop. He wanted to find a pretty girl, so where better to look than a high-end clothes store? Finding just the place he went inside and began browsing. Though he was careful to give the impression that he was looking at clothes, the real objects of his scrutiny were the young women milling about. When he saw Jessica, he knew she would be the one. Tall, with long, brown hair tied back in a ponytail, a nice tan...

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Coldbrook Manor

A transgender game by Alyssa S AKA Melody Mounier. This game contains very adult themes - there's body swapping, forced feminization, SM, sex of the consensual and nonconsensual type, some graphic images, et cetera. You might find this boring, annoying, or offensive if any of the above gets your goat instead of floating your boat. Let me know what you think: [email protected] or https://melodystgstuff.wordpress.com And enjoy! Alyssa S. *** Introduction You can't really say that you were...

3 years ago

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Cold Eyes

I was nine when Uncle Jack came calling. I was out in the garage playing with our new dog, Lady. I heard a few loud bangs from the house then saw my Uncle jack quickly get into a car an drive away. I ran into the house to see what happened. I almost stopped breathing when I saw them. My mom was dead with a bloody hole in her chest. My dad was dead with a hole where his right eye was. My sister--My sister was dead too. The bullet went into her forehead and took out half the top of her head. I...

3 years ago

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Cold Love

Janice Webster scraped the frost off the window of the piper cub one more time. The expanse of snow and trees seemed unchanged from the last time she looked, over an hour ago. The sun was slipping beneath the horizon, leaving a ruddy glow on the otherwise pristine white surface below her. She was beginning to regret her decision to accept the teaching job in the native Inupiat village called Kluso. “It’s only August and the ground is already covered with snow,” she thought to herself. “What...

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Cold Comfort

Dearest Franklin: I'd never even thought of telling you this, my darling husband. I know. We've been married twenty-five years. We have no secrets. Except this one. It a memory I have cherished for years. A really terrible little event, I'm afraid. I'm embarrassed to even write it down. Don't worry. You'll never know. When I'm done writing this, I'll delete it. But, tonight, with you in Portland on that medical convention, I've given myself permission to write this. And masturbate...

3 years ago

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Cold Play

When it’s three a.m. in the morning and the stiflingly hot weather is ruining your sleep, the first thing that you do is get out of bed, and go straight for the fridge. Right after a nice and cold shower, of course. That’s exactly what a certain dark-blonde woman was doing on a stiflingly hot night. After a rough day at work, not being able to sleep was making her very uncomfortable. Even as she pulled open the refrigerator door, her ripe and young body was covered in nothing but a brown...

3 years ago

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Cold Love

Janice Webster scraped the frost off the window of the piper cub one more time. The expanse of snow and trees seemed unchanged from the last time she looked, over an hour ago. The sun was slipping beneath the horizon, leaving a ruddy glow on the otherwise pristine white surface below her. She was beginning to regret her decision to accept the teaching job in the native Inupiat village called Kluso. ‘It’s only August and the ground is already covered with snow,’ she thought to herself. ‘What...

3 years ago

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Cold Play

That’s exactly what a certain dark-blonde woman was doing on a stiflingly hot night. After a rough day at work, not being able to sleep was making her very uncomfortable. Even as she pulled open the refrigerator door, her ripe and young body was covered in nothing but a brown tank-top that clung tightly to her wet curves, barely hiding her assets. She felt the beads of water that were still sliding down her smooth skin, vaporizing and drifting away on unpleasant warm currents of air. She...

4 years ago

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Cold

He knocked on my door promptly at 8pm. I opened the door, and his eyes slid quickly down my body. ‘Very nice, but aren’t you going to be cold? It’s only 50 degrees out there.’ I smiled, ‘I’ll be okay.’ He was right – the little black dress and sexy high heels were no match for the breezy spring chill, my coat doing nothing to protect me. However, I kept quiet, hoping he didn’t notice the goosebumps covering my arms. It was a pleasant date, we talked and laughed easily through dinner,...

3 years ago

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Cold Cold Heart

This story is based on the song ‘Cold, Cold, Heart’. Hard to pick a category.I hope you enjoy it. A big ‘Thank You’ to PennLady for taking the time to edit my story. She makes it a much better read. **** My name is Ray Harman and I’m an over the road truck driver, I have been for twenty-five years. I’m often gone for days at a time, sometimes even a week or more. I try to stop home as often as I can and spend a couple of days at home before heading out again. I was in Indiana heading for...

2 years ago

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Cold January

It was a cold January morning. Caitlin could see her breath in the chill room as she poked her ruffled head over the edge of the comforter. She looked around the room. It was still snowing outside, she smiled, she knew her lover would stay with her for a few more days while the blizzard passed. ‘It’s cold.’ She pulled the cover back over her head and snuggled up to him, rather excessively. ‘Mmm, so warm, I don’t want this to end.’ Jason was about half awake. He rubbed her hips beneath the...

4 years ago

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Cold Comfort A Dirk Starkiller Adventure

On the far end of the Galaxy, our intrepid hero Dirk Starkiller is on yet another mission of dire importance. “Aw shit, hang on to something!” Dirk ordered a second before the shuttle collided with the surface of the moon. The hull slid along an ancient sheet of rock and ice for eight hundred meters before finally shuddering to a halt. Dirk exhaled slowly as he opened his eyes. He blinked, taking in the field of white that filled his vision before realization dawned. “Whew! Snow must’ve...

4 years ago

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Cold Beer

It had been a hot day out here in the desert, and as night fell, the heat was just getting bearable. Even now, as it was rather late, Sara was still sweating, as she pulled up outside the small, neon lit bar. Entering the bar, she found it almost deserted. The bartender was clearing the tables, and a man sat at the bar with the last beer of the evening. She hesitated, and the two men looked her over, but what the heck? She knew she was a good-looking woman in her tight jeans and a t-shirt,...

2 years ago

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cold winters night

ON A COLD WINTERS EVENING I HAD MET THIS HANDSOME MAN ON HAMPSTER AND IT WAS A COLD WINTER AND WE HAD JUST GOT THE FIRST SNOW OF THE SEASON AND BEHIND HIS HOUSE WAS A BEAUTIFUL GROVE FULL OF TREES AND TRAILS. I WENT INTO THE KITCHEN AND PUT A TEAPOT OF WATER ON THE STOVE AND PUT OUT THE MAKINGS FOR HOT CHOCOLATE AND MINI MARSHMELLOWS AND COOL WHIP SO THAT WHEN HIM AND I GOT BACK WE COULD LAY DOWN IN FRONT OF THE FIRE AND WARM UP NICE AND CUDDLY. I HAD ALSO SET OUT THE BLANKETS AND PILLOWS SO...

3 years ago

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Cold Camping

Amy and I enjoyed camping during the autumn months when the trees were a rainbow of colours, and walking through the forest was a beautiful array of sights and sounds. This year however my friend Zach was visiting for the season and we took this trip as a good way to catch up since we were all friends from college and hadn't seen one another in ages.This year however felt a lot colder than usual and we were second guessing our time outside, but decided we could handle it being hardened campers...

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cold winters night

ON A COLD WINTERS EVENINGI HAD MET THIS HANDSOME MAN ON HAMPSTER AND IT WAS A COLD WINTER AND WE HAD JUST GOT THE FIRST SNOW OF THE SEASON AND BEHIND HIS HOUSE WAS A BEAUTIFUL GROVE FULL OF TREES AND TRAILS. I WENT INTO THE KITCHEN AND PUT A TEAPOT OF WATER ON THE STOVE AND PUT OUT THE MAKINGS FOR HOT CHOCOLATE AND MINI MARSHMELLOWS AND COOL WHIP SO THAT WHEN HIM AND I GOT BACK WE COULD LAY DOWN IN FRONT OF THE FIRE AND WARM UP NICE AND CUDDLY. I HAD ALSO SET OUT THE BLANKETS AND PILLOWS SO...

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Cold Fish

COLD FISH, Section 1 by [email protected] Rob was a cold fish.  It was the phrase used openly by his colleagues and subordinates at work, even those who liked his ruthless efficiency and drive.  And it was a phrase that Rob himself welcomed: he was pleased to be detached and unreachable by his colleagues. Rob was Sales Director of a large publishing company in the city of London, no mean feat at the age of 28.  He had graduated with a first class degree at Oxford and quickly risen through...

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Cold Cold Heart

This story is based on the song 'Cold, Cold, Heart'. It was hard picking a category. I hope you enjoy it. A big 'Thank You' to PennLady for taking the time to edit my story. She makes it a much better read. My name is Ray Harman and I'm an over the road truck driver; I have been for twenty-five years. I'm often gone for days at a time, sometimes even a week or more. I try to stop home as often as I can and spend a couple of days at home before heading out again. I was in Indiana...

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Cold Cottage

She was home alone… in a strangers home. At least it was well-stocked. She went about tidying the place up for something to do. He had given her the larger bedroom… she snuggled up under the fluffy blanket for a while, but she was too nervous to fall asleep. It was only afternoon but it was dark outside, the snowstorm didn’t seem like abating any time soon. The phone in the kitchen rang for a few seconds and fell silent before she could get out of bed. Now, the phone besides her bed started...

4 years ago

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Cold Night

My name is Mark and I lived with my Mum, Helen, in a small, one-bedroom cottage in Wales. She had the bedroom and I slept on the sofa bed. In the winter of 1979 it was very cold. Very, very cold. Mum and I have spent many an evening sitting by the fire to keep warm, wrapped in blankets, drinking hot chocklate and chatting each other about things that had happend that day, School or her work.Mum works in the local post office, we do the best we can. We've have got eachother. It's not all bad,...

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Cold Encounter A Flash Story by Millie Dynamite

by Millie Dynamite This is a very short flash story from the disturbed mind of Millie. It contains Rape of an underage girl. If you don't like that sort of thing, um, why read it? If you, then read away. Cold Encounter The cold of the night clawed its way inside me. My face pushes against the cold, rough, hard bricks of the building, chaffing my tender flesh from the relentless rubbing my left check against the nodulous surface. Up an inch, down, up then down, as my body lurched from...

4 years ago

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Cold Passion

The night was freezing and a lone woman picked up the pace. She was drenched, her heels clicking across the wet asphalt as she peered through the black. Still, the dark man was behind. Slowly, gradually, he was beginning to catch up. Running wasn't an option unless her sinister pursuer suffered from a similarly debilitating case of asthma. She turned a corner. The moon was nearly hidden behind the clouds and street lights no longer reached the tiny alley, yet she pushed on. Would he follow...

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Cold Hard Fax

The sun was high over the ocean and I could feel the warmth on my face as I reclined back in my beach chair, singing along with Van Halen’s “Beautiful Girls” on a blaring radio by my side. “ ... now, I’m a seaside sittin’, just a smokin’ and a drinkin’, I’m ringside, on top of the world. I got a drink in my hand; I got my toes in the sand. All I need is a beautiful girl...” As I dug my toes deeper into the beach soil and took a swallow from my frosty beer bottle, I glanced over at my...

3 years ago

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Cold Heat

Amy had enough that day. Roger announced he wanted to break up with her, but the thing is that he was a coward and didn't tell it to her face. Instead, he went around telling everyone else on campus that he was seeing another girl. Amy was furious and confronted her boyfriend. "Don't be such a chicken shit and come tell me that you're fucking around!" She yelled at him. "Calm down Amy please!" "Roger, just get out of my face. I don't ever want to speak with you again. You...

3 years ago

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Cold Stone

Lita raised her head as consciousness returned. The full moon shone in her eyes and no sound aside from the occasional whisper of wind-blown leaves reached her ears. Where am I? She wondered, not quite able to discern her surroundings. There was no hint of fear, no apprehension, just a dull ache in the small of her back and a persistent throb in her crotch. Her wits returned a little at a time, and she saw that she was in a clearing surrounded by large, graceful pines with the alluring scent...

2 years ago

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Cold Winter Mornings and Old Mens cocks

That's always the trouble during the Winter months up North, its dark, misty and fucking cold.I did not want to leave the warmth of the bus as the cold permeates through the woolens, attacking the bare flesh closest to the warmth generating areas on your body, covered with the flimsiest cotton, all in the notion of fashion, who the fuck is going to see a thin pair of cotton panties under your skirt, I suppose even a girl of f******n needs to feel she's hip in these frozen wastes, and if I dont...

2 years ago

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Cold Meat 2 Slippery When Wet

Slippery when wet By Forcemaster2000 He kept telling himself, at least it's a job. Spencer Drake had spent more than enough of the last few years on the unemployment line, or worse yet, standing in line at a soup kitchen. There were plenty worse jobs than pushing corpses around the morgue, at least that's what he kept telling himself. At the moment, he was pushing some old dead fart from ICU down to the meat locker. The old guy came in that morning complaining of chest pains,...

3 years ago

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Cold Rain Wichita

Author’s Note: I fully realize that the laws for child custody and adoption are much more complex than represented here. The real laws are frequently counter-productive and in many cases provide less support for children — rather than more. Several people have suggested that I change the time of the story back to when the bureaucracy was smaller — but for obvious reasons I wanted it generally in the current time frame. So with poetic license and the forgiveness of my readers, I give you this...

2 years ago

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Cold October rain

I'll write this in several segments, "Cold October rain" is the beginning of how I met my last lover back in 2001.My husband and I lived in what was a semi rural town with lots of freedom after we were married. An older house with two lots on a not so busy street with fairly nice older neighbors who minded their own business unless stirred, but friendly enough folks. Well, as with all things, change was in the wind. The older neighbors began dying off, replaced with younger people who...

3 years ago

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Cold Glass

"Wow," Sharon said breathlessly. "It's snowing." It was the beginning of winter break and it had yet to snow, so when Sharon saw the feather-like white flakes outside, she rushed to the sliding glass window that led to her back yard. Placing her palms against the glass, she watched the snow fall peacefully. "James, come look!" she said without even a glance toward him. With her parents out all night on their date, Sharon had had the perfect opportunity to have her boyfriend over. James watched...

3 years ago

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Cold Winter Night And Hot Boobs Of Cousin

Hello guys out there, this is Hardman (alias) from Kolkata studying in a reputed college. I am an avid reader of and finally decided to pen my experience down. Being my first story, there might be mistakes. Please ignore. So the story goes likes this. My cousin’s ring ceremony was the night when this incident took place. In those areas, nights would be as cold as 2 degree Celsius. That night, the short gown slipped off her shoulders and my fingers drowned in the dripping clefts of her body. It...

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Cold Steel Part One

The chill of the cold steel shackles around my wrists and ankles began to raise goosebumps across my skin. I could feel the cool dry air of the room as it moved in and around my mostly naked form as I stood, spread-eagled and chained to the two large columns in the center of the room. In the center of her room. My breathing deepened as the realization of my situation began to sink in. My temperature was running high from the anticipation that had built up over the course of the last few weeks...

2 years ago

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Cold Rain Wichita

AMTRAK Such a tragic scene - two kids stranded in the rain. I'd gone to the train station in Newton, Kansas, to pick up my mom — she was coming to stay with me for a few weeks for Christmas. The roads were bad and I was running late. A cold winter storm - this was almost the middle of December - had moved in. The temperature was hovering a few degrees above freezing and the rain had occasional flurries of sleet mixed in with it. Even with the four-wheel drive of my Range Rover I expected...

2 years ago

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Cold Encounter a Flash Story

The cold of the night clawed its way inside me. My face pushes against the cold, rough, hard bricks of the building, chaffing my tender flesh from the relentless rubbing my left check against the nodulous surface. Up an inch, down, up then down, as my body lurched from the hard thrust from behind me. My hands pressed to the wall, clutching the edges of the bricks as if I prevent my falling if he let go of me. I feel my pants and panties bunched around my ankles. The man’s knees pressed into...

1 year ago

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Cold Steel

That moment in time is something I will never forget. Though it wasn’t even the most pleasureful moment of that day it’s forever frozen in my mind. The feel of the chains on my limbs. The vulnerability I felt from the nudity, bondage, and the control she had over my most intimate parts. The feel of her possessing me, me belonging totally to her. I’ll never forget it. The chill of the cold steel shackles around my wrists and ankles began to raise goosebumps across my skin. I could feel the cool...

2 years ago

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Cold Steele and Mrs Robinson Ch 01

I’ve been away for a while. Real life and other projects have kept me busy. Things have stabilized a little and I hope to get back to writing shorter stories. This is a return visit to one of my characters that I like very much. It is a standalone story but I would suggest that you read the other two installments of ‘Cold Steele’. Those stories will give you insight into the main characters and their personalities. Either way, I thank you for reading my work. Constructive comments,...

3 years ago

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Cold Night Warming Hearts

There I was sitting in the instrument lab of Sampson University, running the sixth of what would be ten trials. There was a hell of a storm outside, but you wouldn’t know it from here in the fishbowl. You can lose track of time, as well as any semblance of connection to the outside world, in this brick room in the center of the building, filled with all manner of instruments used by the chemistry department. The room is officially named the advanced chemistry instrument lab, but everyone calls...

3 years ago

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Cold Showers and Bruised Egos

‘Jeff Pierson, you have been in bed for the past four days, nonstop. You smell disgusting, your mail is flowing OUT of your mailbox, the newspapers have formed a pyramid amongst themselves, the neighbors are starting to talk, AND I’m getting pissed. Now get out of bed.’ ‘Go away, Lacey,’ I groaned, wondering now why I ever thought giving her a key to my place was a good idea. ‘Dammit, Jeff, I mean it. It’s nearly one in the afternoon. Get. Up.’ I didn’t budge. I didn’t need to pull the covers...

2 years ago

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Cold Shock

Will tonight be what I fear, a plaintive Pas-de-deux choreographed to the requiem for a dying marriage, danced without desire for an audience of strangers?'I wish my life could be that dramatic, that flowery, even that corny, but my journal reflects the me I want to be, crushed under the weight of the me that I am.I know my husband Joel and I love each other, but what brought us together ultimately kept us apart. We had severely repressive religious upbringings, we're socially inept engineering...

2 years ago

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Cold and wet Monday morning commute

For any of you living in this area you will know that this morning has brought cold wind and horrible rain, enough to make you freeze if your not wrapped up warm enough. Well I went to get on the first bus this morning and waiting at the stop wwas this slim girl dressed in nothing but a tight long sleeved top that showed her small teenage clevage and very short tight fitting skirt. We didn't say anything as we both got on the bus and made our way to the back bench seat. She sat on one side...

1 year ago

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Cold Revenge

Marissa opened her eyes. The pain in her head was terrible. The light from the single bright bulb stung. She slowly accustomised to the light and could make out bare brickwork. She felt cold and naked. She became aware that she was seated and that her hands were tied behind her and her ankles tightly bound. She looked down at the plastic tag hloding her ankles and saw that only the black, lace top hold ups and the black heels remained of the clothes she had been wearing. Marissa panicked and a...

3 years ago

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Cold Night longer version

It had been a long cold day. Mom had had to turn the heating down this winter to save money, ever since my father had cut her off she’d been showing signs of slight desperation. The heating was yet another sign. I tried to help out where I could always silently cursing my father, who could more than afford to keep us in the, well no I won’t call it luxury but comfort is a good enough description, that we’d become accustomed to. I mowed lawns on the weekends or washed cars, earning a...

3 years ago

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Cold Hot

We lived in a small, poorly maintained two-story house in what I always referred to as the ‘frozen northland’ – other folks called it Minnesota. The master bedroom was downstairs and our two bedrooms were upstairs. My sister’s bedroom faced the north, while my bedroom faced the south-east corner. Because the windows in her room sucked – literally – her room was always cold in the winter. To prevent her from freezing in the winter, the heat was always turned way up. While it made her...

4 years ago

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Cold Play

When it’s three a.m. in the morning and the stiflingly hot weather is ruining your sleep, the first thing that you do is get out of bed, and go straight for the fridge. Right after a nice and cold shower, of course. That’s exactly what a certain dark-blonde woman was doing on a stiflingly hot night. After a rough day at work, not being able to sleep was making her very uncomfortable. Even as she pulled open the refrigerator door, her ripe and young body was covered in nothing but a brown...

1 year ago

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Cold winter night

So its another cold winter night and I have been out late shoveling the walkways, the driveway, helping out the neighbors and then having a quick couple of beers with a couple of neighborhood guys. I am cold and wet, but after the beers I am feeling a little horny and wondering what my beautiful and sexxy girlfriend is doing inside the warm house. As I open the side door to the house I am struck first by the warmth, then by the fragrance of candles and only the light from the candles. I am...

2 years ago

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Cold flour

CaughtKneeling on the cold, concrete floor beside the toilet, dressed in lingerie and wearing pink lipstick waiting for the door to open, my mind kept going around in circles to what led me here, wondering if I could have done anything different to prevent it.I remembered sitting on the toilet, I looked at my bight pink nylon and white lace panties, resisting the urge to play with myself. They looked so lovely against my pale, shaved legs above the stocking tops and garter straps. I blushed...

4 years ago

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Cold winter night

So its another cold winter night and I have been out late shoveling the walkways, the driveway, helping out the neighbors and then having a quick couple of beers with a couple of neighborhood guys. I am cold and wet, but after the beers I am feeling a little horny and wondering what my beautiful and sexxy girlfriend is doing inside the warm house. As I open the side door to the house I am struck first by the warmth, then by the fragrance of candles and only the light from the candles. I am...

3 years ago

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Cold

The cold was the problem. He first noticed the absence of sensation. Regaining consciousness, he shifted, and his arm dragged with dead weight. Still semi-frozen in the rigor of sleep, he strained to no avail. Arm wrapped across his chest and hand trapped below his side, it would not budge. Moments of panic hammered at a dry spot below his throat before a coughing breath broke the last of sleep's iron web. Pins and needles stabbed though his hand as he flailed to roll over and scrambled...

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Cold

Matt went inside the room and saw Trevor, lying on the bed, naked and motionless, with his eyes shut. Matt walked toward the bed and sat on the right side of Trevor. He watched Trevor's nude body, which was then very pale but very muscular. He marveled at Trevor's well-toned body, just looking at it made him very hard. Matt placed his hands on Trevor's breasts, feeling his taut muscle beneath his palms. He moved his palms over Trevor's shoulders and caressed his way back to his breasts. He...

2 years ago

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Cold As Ice Ch 02

The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa’s Christmas Story, The Case of the Black Badge series, A Case of Revenge series, Teresa’s Summer Race, The Trilogy series, Dark Side Of The Force series, Caught In The Act...

3 years ago

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Cold Revenge

It was Sunday evening in late February and the Globonautics building was all but deserted. Outside the wind was whipping up a storm, and Chad Nelson stared at the swirling rain lashing the car park on the video monitor in his office. He hoped the weather wasn't going to ruin his night. Nelson was stocky in build, with a close cropped military style haircut and a rigid demeanour. His grey eyes were strong, with a gaze that seemed to cut through anyone who challenged him. At fifty-two, Nelson...

3 years ago

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Cold Snow and Hot Cum

I turned on the bathroom fan, the soft lights illuminating the white and blue tiles. I turned on the shower water, and within a few minutes, steam was rising from inside. I made sure to bring in my razor and shaving cream. After doing my hair and face, I sat down on the gray, cold stone bench in the shower stall. The heat had worked its way into my pores, and my skin had opened up for me. I took a handful of shaving cream and lathered up my cock and balls. It tingled and sent waves up...

4 years ago

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Cold Wind Up Main Street

It was just something I did. Just a sideline, an amusement to satisfy the voyeur in me. Usually on a Thursday afternoon, when it was quiet, so I could see her without disturbance – no customers moving in the way of my desire and interrupting my current fantasy image. ‘She’ was in her forties and beautiful – always in a business suit, always looking immaculate and always incredibly sexy. And then there was me. A student in his 30’s who really should not be pretending to browse the...