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Authors note: This is my first my first shot at anything like this, so please comment and let me know what you think. Any comments are welcome. It’s a very slow build up, so don’t expect sex any time soon. I am so grateful to my editor LaRascasse. If it wasn’t for him, this would be an utter mess.

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Amber

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‘I am so fucking sick of your bullshit. It’s not my fucking job to deal with you and your depression. It’s not my fucking job! You’re so screwed up in the head, it just makes loving you impossible. I’m done.’ Those where the last words he ever said to me when he walked out of my front door, out of my life.

I sighed to myself, holding back a broken sob. It’s been a month and I still haven’t gotten over him. How could I? I thought he was the one. The one that would love me bullshit and all. The one that would love me despite my issues. But I guess he’s right. Maybe they do make it impossible to love me. Maybe that’s why I can’t keep a guy. And the funny thing is, they don’t even know the full story. How could I tell them what happened to me? Why I’m so scared-

‘Jade! Jade, snap out of it!’ the voice broke through my trance.

I took a deep breath and tried to make my voice sound normal.

‘Oh. Hey Anna. Didn’t see you there.’

‘I let myself in after you didn’t answer.’ I nodded once. She walked towards me, shrugging off her designer jacket and throwing it across the chair that stood by the door of my office. I could hear her footsteps get closer and closer until I could see the tips of the shoes she was wearing – as expected, a priceless pair of heels. Probably designer too.

‘Jade, look at me’ I kept my head down, knowing looking up at her would send me off into tears, and I refused to cry over that jackass.

I felt the cool tip of her finger as she pushed my head up, forcing me to look at her. ‘Jade, you gotta stop this. You can’t just lock yourself in your flat all day. It’s been a month. babe. You have to leave the past in the past and move on with your life.’ I looked up into the topaz green eyes that belonged to my closest friend and shook my head.

‘You don’t get it.’ She never got it. She never got how hard it was for me.

‘You’re right.’ She said at the same moment she shoved her hands into the pockets of the skinny jeans she wore. ‘I don’t get it, and I won’t ever get it until you let me in that head of yours. Jade, we’ve been friends for ages. Why can’t you let me in?’ I started to shake uncontrollably.

‘You sound just like him,’ was all I could say.

‘Well maybe he had a point. Babe, you don’t let anyone in. You don’t let anyone get close to you. We love you Jade, and you don’t let us in.’

That was it. That’s all it took.

‘You think he had a point? You think he was right when he made me fall in love with him and play with me like a lost puppy? You think he was right when he left me for her, for the so called wife to be? You know what he told me once? That I’m just the fling. That I shouldn’t get comfy. That at any second he can just leave. He doesn’t have to deal with my bullshit!? You think he had a point there too?’ The tears ran down my face, burning my cheeks.

‘I never said -‘

‘No, you didn’t say it, did you? But you implied it. You think he was right. He think what he did was okay.’ By now, I was screaming at Anna. Throwing my arms around like a mad woman. My hair flying around me and my eyes red with tears. ‘Cause treating me like a broken doll is totally okay. Like I wasn’t screwed up enough before him!’

‘Jade, you need to mov-‘

‘Shut up! Shut the fuck up. You think I don’t know that? You think I like this? Do you think I like how I can’t stop loving him? You honestly think I like having my heart broken?! Fuck you, FUCK YOU! I don’t need your advice. Leave me the fuck alone, and go whore yourself out like you always do.’

‘Babe..’

‘I said, Leave. Me. The. Fuck. Alone.’ I could hear the anger and aggression spill out of me.

‘Fine. Wallow in it for all I care.’ at that, she grabbed her coat and left, slamming the door behind her.

I looked at the door as I sank down onto the floor, screaming and crying, finally letting all that pent up pain release like a thunderstorm. I fell asleep crying that night.

***

I rose to the sun breaking through the darkness of my flat. Getting up off the floor, I rubbed my eye, noting how sore it was.

As I walked through my flat, I replayed last night in my head. Did I really say those things? Did I mean them? Did I just lose Anna? I took in a shuddering breath at that lost thought. Lose Anna. I can’t afford to do that, I needed her. I needed her to keep me sane. I needed to go apologize for what I said. Running for the door, I rehearsed an apology in my head.

Anna lived in a building just a block away from my place.

Not having the patience to wait for the elevator, I raced down the stairs. I must have looked crazy, running down the street bare foot only wearing some sweats and a rugby jersey. I never stopped running until I stood face to face with that 7 that marked her door.

My heart started to pound in my chest. What if she didn’t want me in her life anymore? What if she hates me now? Never ending thoughts ran through my head. I shook my head to clear them, taking in a breath. I knocked on the door.

‘Just a minute!’ I heard her voice yell from inside the flat. Not too long after, I was greeted by Anna standing in the doorway.

‘Hey’

She rubbed her eye and looked straight at me.

‘Look, I’m sorry about what I said and being such a bitch last night. I was just pissed and hurt, and when you said that he had a point, I just lost it,’ I looked down at her bare feet and the blood red nail polish that covered her toenails, trying to avoid her gaze.

‘Come on in. I’ll make us some coffee.’

Nodding once, I stepped into her flat. It wasn’t the biggest flat in the building, but it was big enough for her. Having the open plan for the kitchen and the living room, then a corridor that lead to the master bedroom and the en suit bath, and the massive walk in closet. If you kept following that corridor, you’d find the door to the spare room on the far left.

I followed her into the kitchen, not knowing what else to do with myself. Keeping my eyes on the floor, I heard her get the coffee maker started.

‘I’m sorry,’ I looked up, there she stood, leaning against the counter, her eyes cast downwards.

‘I’m sorry about saying that he had a point. He didn’t really, he was a doucheface. It’s just hard for me to know that there’s something killing you inside but not being able to know what that something is,’ she shook her head as if clearing a thought at looked up at me.

‘We forgive each other and forget it happened. Deal?’ I smiled up at her then, the first smile I’ve cracked since the breakup. ‘Deal.’

Cracking a grin, she walks over to me and gives me a big bear hug, kissing me on the forehead. She had always treated me like a daughter, but I had no issue with it. .

‘You wanna talk about it?’ I shook my head at the question.

‘Maybe after a shower and some coffee’ she smiled down at me, ‘Go get in the shower and I’ll do you one better, get you some food with that coffee.’ I nodded once and walked off into the spare room, heading straight for the shower.

I walked into the shower and started to wash myself. One of things that came with being close to Anna was having half of your shit at her place.

I took in hand the spare sponge, the body wash and started to wash away the grime.

Twenty minutes later, I walked out of the room and into the living room in one of her old tanks and some yoga pants I’d left here before. She looked back at me from her position on the sofa.

‘Ya do know you live right down the street right? And that you don’
t have to steal my clothes?’

I nodded at her while I took the coffee in her hand and took a long sip. He shook her head, reaching for the coffee on the table that was meant to be mine.

I sat down on the sofa across from her, crossing my legs as I do so.

‘Wanna talk about it now?’

I wanted to tell her, I really did but I just couldn’t at that moment. I didn’t want her to look at me any different. The compassion I could see in her eyes made my heart ache. I looked down quickly.

‘No’

‘Okay then. When you’re done with the coffee, go pack your bags.’

Confusion washed over me.

‘I talked to your boss. You got the next week off and I took one off too. So we are going on a little trip to the old beach house.’

I swear my jaw hit the floor at that moment. ‘You’re shitting me right?’

She grinned at me ‘Not at all. I hate seeing you like this and I figured a week away would do you some good’

I smiled at her, going so far just to make me feel better, she really was sweet.

‘When do we leave?’ I asked, finally feeling excited about something in well, ages.

‘In an hour. Go pack! I still gotta go take a shower.’

I got up from the sofa, coffee still in hand, made my way over to my place to pack for the up and coming road trip to the beach house.

I felt so excited. I hadn’t been to the beach house in 2 years. The beach house was a property that Anna’s dad had given her when he died. We used to go there every time we could get off from work. But we hadn’t gone in 2years, because of me being unable to find time being busy with the new boyfriend at the time.

‘Great,’ I mumbled to myself. Just when I started forgetting, it comes back. With a sigh, I walked into my front door, trying to remember where I last left my suitcase.

Finding it in the corner of my closet, I packed everything that could fit in that bag. From summer dresses to yoga pants to sweat shirts to bikinis, I was sure that I had everything I need. Not bothering to change, I pulled on a pair of sneakers, grabbed my bag and a pair of shades and walked into the living room of my modest flat, a one room that had I had moved into when the jackass and I starting getting serious.

Shaking my head I opened the front door to find Anna showered and standing at my door. Clad in black jeans and yellow t-shirt that showed off her cleavage well, with matching pair of heels. I swear I’ve never seen her wear anything but her heels. Her brown short hair still wet from her shower, she smiled at me ‘ready to go?’ I nodded and we headed off to her car, silver BMW M6. Anna did well, owning her own businesses. Money was never an issue with her, the insane shoe collection as well as the fancy car was just proof of how well he did.

We packed our luggage into the boot and hopped in, ready for the 7 hour drive that would lead us to the beach house. I looked out the window and pulled on my shades, ready for the much needed vacation.

***

‘Bitch? Yo, bitch?’ She turned her head to face me as she parked on the corner of the street. I ginned at the fact that she was swearing at me again, and with her, that was always a good thing.

‘I do have a name ya know,’ I grabbed my shades and got out the car.

She got out the car also, already heading toward the house.

‘Yeah, I know. But I like bitch better’ she turned her head and grinned at me.

Returning a smirk I shook my head and went to fetch my luggage. ‘Whatever, slut.’

‘Hey! I’m no slut,’ she whined. A fake pout playing on her lips.

I grinned at her. ‘You’ll stop being a slut the day I stop being a bitch.’

She smirked and shook her head ‘Shit. Looks like I’m stuck with that title.’

I rolled my eyes and grabbed our bags, pulling them into the lobby of the house. Yeah, I know. A lobby.

The house was just massive, 4 floors with the most elegant design. The house had always made me feel like I was living in the age of Marilyn Monroe, with the classic design the house had to it. It was truly amazing.

‘I’m going to my room. See you by the beach in an hour?’ I nodded at her and watched her grab her bag and walk up the wooden stairs up to her room on the 4th floor.

I grabbed my suitcase and started walking up the stairs. Thankfully my room was on the 2nd floor. Once I hit the top of the stair case, I pulled my bag behind me as I walked on the lush brown carpet to my room, the second door on the left. I opened the door and was greeted by the familiar layout.

Right in the dead center of the room was a four poster bed, draped with red and brown blankets and pillows. The carpet was a deep brown color, the walls beige to offset the brown, or at least that’s what I was told. Leaving my bag at the door, I walked to the bed, kicking off my shoes as I did so. Closing my eyes, I drifted off into sleep.

***

‘Bitch, wake up. Jade!’ I opened my eyes to Anna shaking me.

‘What?’ I hated being woke up.

‘I have to go back to work today. There was a big issue with the shipment and they think there might be someone stealing from us. I’m so sorry to do this to you, but I have to go.’ Despite my disappointment, I smiled at her. I knew Anna wouldn’t bail on plans unless it was a real emergency.

‘It’s okay. Let me just fix the bed and we’ll go’

‘Oh hell no. You’re staying here. You know where everything is. You need this week off. I’ll come get you in a week’s time. Enjoy yourself, but not too much cause I won’t be there’ I laughed and smiled at my best friend.

‘Sure thing slut.’ Came my reply as I let my head hit the pillow once again.

‘Bye, bitch. Love ya. Seeya in a week’

‘Love ya too’ I mumbled as I drifted back off into sleep. I heard the click of the door closing and tried to relax.

A few hours later I woke up to the sound of the doorbell being rung.

Groaning, I got out of bed and walked down the stairs, wondering what Anna forgot.

‘I’m coming, I’m coming!’ I yelled just before I threw open the French doors.

To my surprise, Anna was not the person who stood before me.

I took in the view of the man standing before me. He had dark brown hair that almost looked black that covered his face almost to his liquid blue eyes. My eyes continued to scroll down his face, taking in the high cheek bones and the plum lips that Anna would call ‘totally kissable’ Leaving his face, my eyes traveled down his body, a white wet t shirt clung to his body. I shook my head as I took in the wet jeans he also wore. Why was he wet? I asked myself as my eyes made their way back to his face.

‘Hey, I’m James,’ a deep raspy voice filled my ears as this mystery man spoke. ‘I’m so sorry to intrude but as you may have noticed. There’s a major storm going on.’ I looked behind him to see a storm crackling away ‘…and my bother isn’t here yet so I don’t have a way into the house. I took a bus so I can’t sleep in my car. I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind if I used your phone or something?’

I blinked twice at him. Was he seriously asking me to let a complete stranger into my best friend’s house? Even though my head voiced this, I still found my lips talking and letting him in.

Soon he stood in the lobby dripping onto the floor. ‘Thanks. You are such a life saver’ he grinned at me and I was flashed with a pair of white teeth.

‘Let me get you a towel’ running up the stairs. I walked into the spare bathroom and grabbed a few towels, and ran back down to hand them to James.

‘Thanks,’ he smiled as he took hold on the towels and started to dry himself off.

‘You should get out of those wet clothes,’ realizing what I said I blushed ‘I mean get into dry clothes.’

He grinned at me again and my blush deepend.

‘I don’t have anything to change into.’

‘Oh, well. I think I might a rugby jersey you could probably fit into. And maybe a pair o
f boxers.’

He nodded at me, ‘They’re your boyfriend’s?’ I shook my head.

‘No, mine’ Way to sound like a cross dresser. ‘I mean, I like rugby jerseys and I sleep in boxers so yeah’ feeling stupid, I shook my head and started to walk up the stairs, to find he was following me. I lead him to the spare room on the 2nd floor, right next to mine.

‘There’s a bathroom in that room. You can dry off properly in there. I’ll put the clothes on the bed.’

‘I don’t even know your name’ realizing I hadn’t introduced myself I held out my hand.

‘Jade.’

He took my hand and gave it a firm shake. I could feel how cold his hand was, probably due to the rain.

He opened the door and walked into the room, while I went an fetched the rugby jersey and boxers.

Shaking my head, I grabbed the clothes and went to go put them on the bed. Forgetting to knock, I opened the door to find me just standing in his wet boxers.

He turned and faced me, completely stunned. Quickly, I covered my eyes, dropping the clothes. ‘Oh my! I didn’t mean to — I’m so sorry. Oh fuck!’

I heard him chuckle, what a rich sound. ‘Relax, Jade. It’s not like I’m naked and it was just a mistake.’ I shook my head. How could he stand there so near to naked and look so comfortable?

‘I’ll be downstairs in the kitchen.’

Quickly, I turned and left the room. Walking down the stairs, I replayed the scene in my head and with a slight throb, I realised the warth starting at my center. The fuck?

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It was late. Storm clouds hung in the air, each adding another dark textured layer to the night sky. A flash of lightning illuminates all around for the briefest of moments before the deep rumble of thunder and darkness descends once more. Heavy rain pounds relentlessly against the floor to ceiling office windows, the bustling city swarming below. Building lights span as far as the eye can see, the red streak of blurred taillights painting a vivid picture as people feverishly rush to get out of...

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MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORM

MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORMBy : VoyeurKingNOTE : This story is entirely true and was experienced first hand by yours truly. This is the tale of how I lost my virginity, and might give you some insight on the feeling of magic, excitement, and sexual hunger and desire of my youth. The names of the characters have been changed to protect their identities, and the dialogue isn’t verbatim (it was almost 9 years ago) - I have not made any additional editing to spice it up – This is how I lost my...

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The Storm

I went on vacation to this this lake resort, by myself. I just needed some peace and quiet, being able to do what ever I want to do. I like this resort I went to, because I'm able to lay on the dock without a bathing suit if I want.Which, the first day I was there, I went to the local store, stocked up on some groceries, a few bottles of wine and a new blow up raft. I went back to my cabin, made some lunch, changed into my cover up and headed to the dock. I brought my radio and the raft. ...

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Storm

“It’s coming! Hurry up, fuck, hurry the fuck up!”He is yelling at me, pushing heavy curtains that cover the glass wall of the living room to the sides, howling like a wild dog. A giant storm is coming, the sky has turned black and the lights above the kitchen desk are flickering. The air smells of rain and electricity, and it makes me shiver. He makes me shiver, too.It’s wakened up in him again, this element, this force. Oh my God, what’s going to happen this time? It excites him so much he...

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Our First Storm

We’ve never met before. Tonight is our first night. Online chats and emails don’t count and neither does the half hour on the phone, hearing one another for the first time and planning tonight’s rendezvous. All I know is that you are tall and blonde, a few years older than me, that you are married with kids and that you love sex. All you know about me is that I am married, younger and shorter, and that I love sex too. Correction. I love women. I love giving them pleasure. Sex is just one avenue...

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Any Port in a Storm

Hello readers. Let me get my usual blah, blah, blah out of the way and then I'll get onto the story. Firstly, art credit for the lovely cover goes to the talented Tinnies. Second, this story was started over on my Patreon page and I want to thank my awesome Patrons for continuing to support my work. The Patreon version of this story will be a chapter or more ahead of this version so if you want to stay right up to date and you want to show me some love I invite anyone able to come on over and...

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Storm

It’s been hovering in the 90s all week and while there has been some sunbathing, we have both stuck to the somewhat coolness and shade of indoors. Today the heat broke a bit and looking out over the ocean we could see dark storm clouds. We clapped our hands and looked forward to seeing the storm wash across our little bit of beach.Now, as the sun sets behind us, the clouds roll closer and closer. I pull you up from the chair you have been curled in, reading. I take your book and set it down,...

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Our First Storm

We’ve never met before. Tonight is our first night. Online chats and emails don’t count and neither does the half hour on the phone, hearing one another for the first time and planning tonight’s rendezvous. All I know is that you are tall and blonde, a few years older than me, that you are married with kids and that you love sex. All you know about me is that I am married, younger and shorter, and that I love sex too. Correction. I love women. I love giving them pleasure. Sex is just one avenue...

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My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 01

Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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My stepdaughter and her father come to stay but was frightened by a storm

The storm was getting nearer the thunder was louder now than it had been moments ago. With looks of worry was on both their faces they decided to go to bed to hide from the approaching storm. I was pretty tired so I followed them up to my room shortly after I had been in bed about an hour when there was a clap of thunder over the house. I heard them moving about and there was a tap on my door, “Can we join you in here to hide from the storm?” They did not wait for a reply but both...

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The Rask RebellionChapter 7 Into the Storm

“The raiding party never reported back in,” Crewmaster Lortz said, his hands clasped neatly behind his back as Korbaz marched into the conning tower. The other personnel averted their eyes, staring at the carpet with their heads bowed, anticipating some form of retribution. “What happened?” she demanded, leaning on the table as she examined the holographic display. “The fleet diverted from the Araxie territory as ordered,” he replied, gesturing to the map. “They made their way to the Black...

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After the Energists Championships Concerts CompletionChapter 26 The Eye of the Storm

Apt. 1903, One-London Place, London, Ontario 5:22am, Sunday, December 2, 1979 Candi’s, mine and possibly Lynette’s deep and well deserved sleep was abruptly ended with Lisa’s plaintive, escalating cries of, “Candi, Candi! Candi! Candi!“ filled the good doctor’s apartment. I hate to say this but I nearly tossed Candi’s light weight body off the bed as she roused from her deep sleep on top of my chest. I had to get to my Bricky as fast as I could to see what was making her scream bloody...

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Stupid Boy Sophomore YearChapter 12 The Storm

Coach Hope called me before I went to church. He wanted to talk to me, and my parents, before he made his final decision about what to do with the drinking issue from last night. We had agreed to go to Granny's for a late breakfast, after Mom and I came back from church. When we walked in, Granny spotted me. She made a big fuss about my chin and thought I needed a cinnamon roll to make it better. "I see why you come here," Mom chided me. Before I could respond, the Hope family joined us....

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My War in FactChapter 12 The Storm

I had to stop and take time to think about how cool my life had turned out, not in Vietnam, in Germany with Hanna and friends, my new association with my old guy friend the boiler man. I had lived in Hawaii and was from the Pacific Northwest with a combination of life adventures both awesome and bad. But all in all I had a gamut of experiences and I was still only 22 years old, the sergeant E-5 draftee of the late 1960’s. Why I was chosen to serve at the kaserne that was a Hitler favorite,...

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The Calm Before The Storm

Some random thoughts on wedding night sex from a husband to his wife The calm before the storm can mean many things – but for us, dear lover, we know what it means. It sounds negative doesn’t it? But happily it is not. In reality, the calm before the storm, tempest, squall, hurricane, or what have you, is nothing but a blissful condition that will produce – if you may speak of it in meteorological terms, a downpour of emotion, energy, creativity, and as gravity as my witness, a wonderful...

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Michaels CoveChapter 3 The storm

Althopugh the sun was trying to peak over the horizon, the angry gray clouds continued to fight back with a vengeance. Michael looked out of his living room window as he studied the wind whipped waves. Watching as the white tops grew larger and larger, spitting foam with every gust. Michael knew today would not be just another day in his private paradise.As he drank his third cup of coffee, Michael realized it was time to find his radio and think about securing all of his outdoor...

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My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 02

My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...

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Thunder Fucked or Virgin Storm

It whooshed out of my mouth in a harsh whisper, “Oh, my god.”My front row seat let me see every detail even in the flickering tiki torch light. She owned the outdoor stage. Her hips swished back and forth, her stride sensuous grace. Her long chestnut hair, glowed a burnish bronze. The hot humid night fueled my desire and the girl was walking lust.I poked at my buddies arm. “Larry…. Larry, look up there.”He was sitting next to me but his attention was focused on the buxom blonde seated next to...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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Through the Storm

Felicia had just opened her laptop and was ready to start working on her project when the loud pulsing rock music began in her neighbor’s apartment. Since the new neighbor moved in over a month ago, he had been playing his music at top volume during the day, evening, and night. Previously, she was able to put her ear buds in and ignore it, but now she had had enough. It was time to tell her neighbor that he could not play his loud music at all hours of the day. “That’s it!” she said, irate as...

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Fallen Angel Chapter 11 Althea the School Girl

Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...

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The Devils Pact Sidestory Miss Blythe Is Hot for Her Students

edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Far Future Fembot DarleneChapter 49 Storm

Thoughts Although I don't like to admit it, there are times I get lonely now. Having first had Malin, then Bill, regularly sharing my bed for a while, followed by occasional — and much welcome — visits from Ian, I'm reminded that I don't like sleeping alone. I guess in some ways I'm becoming more like Lady Heather than I realize, since my need is becoming as real as hers. Call me a robot who knows what her intended function is. Lately my 'bot partner of choice has been Terri. At...

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Ready for the Storm

The storm was gathering pace. My window panorama showed the trees thrashing about, trying to cling on to the steep cliffs that dropped sharply to the ocean. The cliff-top house creaked and shuddered around me in the gale, 400 feet above a small bay that was being relentlessly pounded by wave after wave of angry, dark-grey water. Just yesterday, I had picked my way carefully down the cliff trail and stood on the tiny beach, looking out at the calm waters of the Pacific, waiting for the sun to...

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Michael and Sophia The Shower and the Storm

Her ample breasts pressed against his masculine chest, and her nipples hard as pebbles were causing his cock to stir. Michael and Sophia: The Shower and the Storm The storm was fierce. Michael and Sophia huddled together on the couch. As he held her, he could feel her shivering with fear. Her ample breasts pressed firmly against his masculine chest. Her nipples, hard as pebbles were causing his cock to stir. Sophia was afraid of the thunder. Every time it crackled, she squeezed him tighter. Her...

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In the Eye of the Storm

June 1st not only marks the beginning of the hurricane season, but it also often marks the busiest time in the life of a Weather Channel meteorologist, and none are busier than Stephanie Abrams. That's because she made her name for two things: being hot, and being the one in the eye of the storm between June 1st and November 30th, which is the length of the Atlantic hurricane season. So as she gets called into a TWC meeting about her first potential destination for the season, she is looking...

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Athena Corp Chronicles A Mothers Love

As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...

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Sex Therapy 2 The Thert

PREFACE:There are no sex acts in the story but the patient does have an orgasm as a result of the Ther****t’s physical examination. Part 1 is the Sex Therapy appointment from the patient’s point of view and part 2 is the same examination seen through the eyes of the Ther****t. I don’t think it matters which one you read first.I hope you enjoy it and will let me know what you think in any...

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Wild at storm

I was sleeping when storm woke me up. I tried to sleep again but wind was blowing really loud and storm was getting closer and closer so after few minutes I went downstair to the kitchen to drink some water.I noticed through glass in the door that TV is still running on, it was almost midnight but dad sometimes watch tv deep into the night. I entered kitchen quietly and heard noise from the TV. He was watching porn! Moans and screams. I carefuly peeked on and saw dad naked, sitting and watching...

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One Hell of a Storm

Karl lay in his bed covered by only a thin cotton sheet.   It was too warm in the Mediterranean summer to wear anything for sleeping beneath the sheet.   Indeed, it was too warm for him to sleep at all so he lay there, thinking about the 3 days so far of his holiday.   Or rather, he thought about Chrissie, with whom he had been staying for those 3 days. In truth, he knew very little about her.   She was at least 12 years older than him because she had told him she wouldn’t see her fortieth...

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Ice Storm

Edited by Willyb220 My name is Jack and I just turned 13 last month. I'm sitting in class at school right now with a big hard on. My cousin Dolly was over to visit us with her parents on Sunday. We fooled around and wrestled outside in the snow and I got a lot of cheap feels from her. I was on top of her a few times and I was pumping away on her thinking to myself that I was screwing her and it felt great. She gets me hard all the time when she comes over to our house. Afterwards we went in...

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