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She sat on the kitchen counter skimming through one of her girly magazines, explaining how to diet properly and what not to wear. With her other hand she wrapped her soft, short brown hair around her index finger. Her legs hung over the counter about a foot off the tile floor beneath her. She was wondering what was taking John so long.

‘Dammit, what the fuck is taking him so long? Is he jacking off’ she wondered. She smiled to herself of the thought of John masturbating. ‘I wonder how big his dick is’

THUMP! Carly laid her magazine down and hopped off the counter. She walked upstairs, passing several science posters along the way. She entered into one of the bedrooms. There she saw John sitting on the floor.

‘Are you OK? What was that?’ she asked in a concerned voice.

‘I forgot where I was sitting and I slipped off the bed. It was quite fun, actually. Though my butt doesn’t think so!’ John replied as he rubbed his butt. In the center of the room was the bed, and on the bed laid a dark-green duffle bag.

‘We should get going, John. Steve and Mary are going to meet us at the cabin.’

John sighed and dropped his body onto the bed and placed his palms over his closed eyes.

‘It’s not that I don’t like hanging out with your sister and her husband, it’s just that he and I have nothing in common. He’s Mr. Sports-fan and I’m a pocket protector away from being a complete geek or ‘nerd-o’ as he claims. Honestly Carly, I still don’t understand what your sister sees in him much less why she married him? Mary could have done better’

Carly was leaning on the doorway as she watched him lower his hands from his eyes and place them on his stomach. She walked over and sat on the bed next to him.

‘Everyone is attracted to someone, I guess. Even if we don’t know what the attraction is. Maybe he’s a good fucker, I dunno,’ Carly answered.

‘I guess. He probably has a baby-dick, anyway. You know he’s got to be compensating for something.’ That was the first time Carly heard him talk that way, ‘You look beautiful, by the way, Is that a new skirt?’ Carly looked down at her pink dress and rubbed her hand on the light fabric.

‘Yeah, do you like it?’ she smiled.

‘Of course, I do,’ he smiled back.

Carly stared out the window, she then turned her head.

‘Is that poster of the Periodic Table new?’ she asked as she pointed to the black oversized poster.

‘Yeah, it’s actually a holographic 3D poster. I got it at the Science Center. I love that store. It has the coolest things EVER!’ he said excitedly.

‘Oh my God! SHUT UP. Nu-ugh’ she joked with her hands over her mouth. ‘Anyway, we should get going. It’s almost five and it looks like it may start to rain soon.’

John sat up and walked to the window he placed his right hand on the cold glass. ‘It’s not going to rain because that would mean something good would happen to me and nothing good ever happens to me. It never does.’

Carly stood up, walked up behind him and placed her hand on his back.

‘No, I’m wrong. One good thing has happened to me. I met you, my best friend.’ John said as he turned around to see her. Damn, she’s so cute.

‘Well, that’s because you let me cheat off you in college. I must say that was pretty cool of you.’ she explained

‘Well, I am a pretty cool dude,’ he laughed. Carly laughed with him and stood on her toes to wrap her arms around the back of his neck. He got a whiff of a distant scent, it smelled familiar but new altogether.

***

It came out of nowhere. The rain slammed down furiously on the roof of John’s green four-door Civic. It was almost seven in the evening, the sky outside of the car was dark and gloomy.

On the passenger side, Carly was looking out the window watching the trees blur together in of mix of green and brown. John was explaining some science junk, she feigned interest, but her mind eventually wondered off. She met John two years ago in college. They both had graduated from high school before enrolling at Sonoma-Redwood College. She thought of him as an interesting person, kind of shy. He wasn’t the hottest guy in campus, but sure was one of the sweetest. She had gotten used to guys falling over her and trying to impress her. She could get them to do anything she wanted. Whatever she asked for, they would do in a heartbeat. Except John, at first she thought the he must have been gay. He was always alone with his head in a textbook and deaf to the world around him since he always had his mp3 player on. She had asked John to tutor her in science and so they spent a lot of time alone. But not once was he ever inappropriate with her. They got to know each other very well during this time and eventually became friends. Carly had gotten attached to John, but he always considered her his best friend, only friend to be honest.

John was still explaining his science theories when they arrived at the cabin. The rain had gotten more intense. Steve and Mary weren’t there yet. John parked next to the front porch. He almost slipped on the patio as he ran ahead to unlock the cabin. Carly stepped out of the car and could hear soft music in the distance.

‘…and the Mayan Indians had a theory for the eclipse, they thought…’ he said as he leaned to get the duffle bags. Carly snatched them off his hand and violently tossed them onto the porch. They landed on the top step awkwardly and rolled down to the floor, finally landing on the bed of gravel.

‘What’s gotten into you Carly?’

He was about to walk away when she grabbed him by his sleeve and pulled him close to her.

‘I wanna dance’ she demanded.

‘But it’s…’

‘It’s just water. Besides you have to live a little,’ she explained. They danced to some slow Jazz song. Carly had her head resting on John’s shoulder as they swayed back and forth. Even though it was freezing outside, Carly felt so warm in John’s arms. John looked over her head, wondering if anyone was watching them, this was embarrassing. The song soon ended.

‘There, that wasn’t that bad, was it?’ she asked.

‘No, it was…nice. Although I am now a couple pounds heavier considering how much water I soaked up, and your skirt doesn’t look in great shape anymore,’

‘Well, I guess I’m going to have to take it off. Wanna to help?’ she asked flirtatiously. John gave her a small smile and turned towards the front door.

‘We better get inside. I’m calling dibs on the shower,’ he replied. Carly sighed quietly, dissatisfied with his answer. Though a shower sounded like a good idea, it was fucking freezing out here.

***

Entering the cabin, John felt more relaxed. His eyes caught sight of the Christmas ornaments that were left on the sofa. It wasn’t an extraordinary cabin but it felt like a place that you didn’t want to leave too soon. John walked into the master bedroom. He tossed his bag on the floor and entered the bathroom.

The bathroom was small but cozy. It had the standards: sink, mirror, toilet and shower. What else would a man need in a bathroom? If he didn’t have to work he would consider buying a cabin and separating himself from the world. He felt more comfortable with his solitude, though he did come to enjoy Carly’s company. As he took off his clothing he looked at his naked reflection on the mirror. Average, he was always looked average. He wasn’t fat but at the same time he wasn’t muscular. He looked down at his penis.

‘Damn, I wish my dick was thicker. I wonder if this is how women feel about their boobs. Carly has nice boobs.’ he thought. He then turned and pulled the shower door open and turned on the hot water. He felt all of the coldness of the rain drip down from the top of his head to his shoulders, chest, legs and finally feet. He enjoyed taking long hot showers.

***

The cabin only had two rooms. Steve and Mary would occupy the smaller one, she and John would use the other. The room was
smaller than she expected. The bed took much of the space. John had decided that he would take the floor, even though Carly had tried to convince him otherwise. She wondered if there was something about her that repelled him away. Why did she fall for the one man who wasn’t attracted to her, she wondered.

She heard John turn on the shower. Carly sat on the bed and took off her white sneakers and socks. Then peeled her white shirt off her body. She began to get cold. She proceeded to remove her pink skirt. It was a little troublesome since it was wet. She wiggled her body as she pulled her skirt down to her ankles. She wondered if this would make John horny. Her body had gotten cold quickly. As she took off her white bra she could feel her nipples harden. Carly looked in the mirror, she pinched her left nipple softly and smiled because gravity hadn’t messed with her boobs yet. If this didn’t work, it would be proof that John wasn’t attracted to her. Carly walked to the bathroom door slowly. She placed her hand on the door knob and stealthily turned it. She quietly entered the unlocked bathroom.

As she walked into the bathroom, a blast of hot air smothered her face and then the rest of her body, she began to sweat a little bit, due to her horny excitement and the hot temperature of the bathroom. She quietly closed the door behind her. She had her right hand on her stomach and slowly lowered it in front of her pussy. She could feel the warmness at the tip of her fingers. She stopped herself from rubbing her pussy, she wanted John to do it. She wanted him, period. The bathroom was so steamed up that Carly could barely see the shower door handle. She spit her bubble gum out of her mouth and bit her lower lip as she reached for the door handle.

‘Mind if I join you?’ she asked shyly while covering her breasts with one arm and shaved pussy with her other hand. John turned around, kind of embarrassed that he was seeing his best friend naked.

‘What are you doing?’ he asked quickly.

‘John, turn around! I don’t want you seeing my privates, you’ll make me blush,’ she giggled. John turned around, facing the tile wall, he asked.

‘Carly, what are you doing?’

‘Well…, you take long showers and I didn’t want you to finish all of the hot water’

‘uhhh…’ he stammered.

‘Can you pass me the soap?’

John handed her the soap over his shoulder. He heard her humming lightly behind him. He wondered if she saw him masturbating. She didn’t say anything, so maybe not. After a couple of minutes, he felt less uncomfortable.

‘John, I can’t reach my back, could you help?’ she asked.

‘Umm, okay’ he answered nervously. He turned around slowly with the sponge in his hand. Carly had her back to him. Damn, not only did she have nice boobs, she also had a nice ass, too. Carly passed the bar of soap over her shoulder and dropped it before John could get it. She felt it slide down her back and hit the shower floor.

‘Sorry, soapy hands, I guess,’ she said as she smiled to herself.

The soap had landed in between Carly’s feet. He was a little hesitant, but eventually leaned down slowly to pick the bar of soap up. John turned his head up and had a great view of her legs and ass. His mind yelled, ‘GOD, I WANT TO SPANK THAT WET ASS!!!’

He lathered his hands and placed them on her back. He felt and saw his dick getting hard, REAL hard.

‘God, I hope Carly doesn’t turn around,’ he thought to himself. His dick was now only a few inches from her butt. Damn it was a beautiful butt. Just then Carly took a step back. She felt John’s hard dick touch her ass. Carly got so excited the she slipped backwards on the soapy shower floor. John dropped the soap and caught Carly. John’s back was leaning on the wall, while Carly’s back was leaning on him. He caught her just in time, his arms were wrapped around her side and across her medium-sized breast. Carly’s ass was now resting on top of John’s swollen dick. She smiled to herself and sighed with relief.

‘Whoa, I got you!’ John said as he helped Carly back to her feet.

‘Oh my god, I could have died. You saved me,’ she said with puppy dog eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pretended to sob softly. She felt his rigid dick pressed against her left inner thigh. Still hugging him, she leaned her head back and gave him a small kiss on the cheek, then another and another.

‘Carly, I…’

She kissed him in the lips before he could say anything. John was tired of fighting his temptations. For two years he was fighting them, now it was time, it was time for something good to happen in his life.

John wrapped his arms around Carly’s waist. He turned her body and pressed her against the wall. Vanilla. The smell of her body drove him crazy for the past two years. John brushed Carly’s wet hair away from her face. He proceeded to kiss her neck. His lips were slowly sucking on her neck. The scent of Vanilla was driving his senses. Carly buried her head on his shoulder, with closed eyes she began kissing his shoulder.

‘mmm…’ Carly moaned. John slowly moved his left hand onto her right breast. Carly bit her lower lip. God help her, he was driving her crazy. She gasped lightly, he was pinching her nipple. Even inside the hot shower, she could feel a cold chill go down her back. She felt like she was having sex for the first time. His cock was firmly pressed against her body. Carly placed her soapy hand on his dick. She slowly began sliding her hand back and forth. Carly bent herself down until her face was in front of his dick. The water rolling off his body had washed away the soap.

‘I always fantasized about this moment…’ he said.

‘You don’t have to dream anymore. I need you, John. I never needed anyone this much.’ She said quietly as she slid her hand around his dick.

She gently kissed the head of his dick. Her rosy tongue wrapped around his shaft. She slowly placed his dick in her mouth. Her mouth was so warm. He wondered how many dicks had already been in her mouth. Either way, he didn’t care. Out of all the guys she had known, she knew she wanted him the most. Carly wondered if this was John’s first blow job, but she didn’t bother to ask and quite frankly she didn’t care. He was hers now.

There eyes were locked onto each other. John couldn’t keep his eyes off her. The way her tongue moved back and forth. The shower door opened slowly. Carly got up and stepped out of the shower backwards. Her hands tied behind John’s neck. She didn’t want to let go.

John lifted her up and Carly wrapped her legs around his waist. Both of them dripped water onto the bathroom floor. He walked into the bedroom, and they both fell onto the bed. Carly was on her back while John was on top of her. He gently kissed her lips. His tongue penetrated through her oral gate. Her warm breath smelled like bubble gum. Something as familiar as that was driving him crazy. In fact, every inch of Carly’s beautiful body was driving him crazy. Carly locked her fingers with John’s, he spread her arms out wide like angel wings. She tilted her head back as he lowered himself to kiss her collarbone. Carly closed her eyes and soaked it all in. Her body was tingling with pleasure. Her naked body had begun to warm up with John’s body on top of hers. She began to breathe deeply as his tongue played with her erect nipples.

‘Oh god,’ she whispered.

He continued kissing her down her flat stomach and onto her inner thigh. There it was. He blew into it.

‘That tickles,’ Carly giggled. John leaned his head forward and began kissing his best friend’s pussy. Carly began to moan with satisfaction. John could see her chest rise and fall in a rhythmic motion. He began to lick her clit. His tongue was like a machine, bringing her an excessive amount of pleasure. He moved his tongue in and out like it was powered by a motor. With her eyes closed, she continued to moan and bite her lower lip. She felt his tongue moving in a circular motio
n. God this was wonderful. John licked two of his fingers, he guided two fingers into her pussy, just the way he had seen in the movies, thrusting them back and forth.

‘Put another finger in,’ she begged. John place three fingers into her body. His fingers were now completely soaked, not only from the shower but from her fluids as well. He went back to two fingers. He started thrusting them quicker, violently in fact. Every couple of minutes he would lick Carly’s pussy and thrust his fingers into it as well.

‘Ohh, GOOOOD! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!’ Her breathing became shallow and faster. John kept his pace. He heard a gushing sound. He removed his fingers from inside, Carly raised her head and bent her knees, she began to squirt all that was inside of her.

‘Ohmygod! What was that!’ yelled John as he fell backwards.

‘I don’t know, that’s never happened to me before. But it felt amazing, please John, don’t stop! PLEASE, don’t stop.’ she pleaded as she lowered her legs.

John stood up, wondering if what had just was normal. Carly looked like she enjoyed it, so it couldn’t be a bad thing. John placed his swollen dick onto her pussy.

‘You’re teasing me, John’ she smiled.

‘Maybe,’

John stared at Carly’s shaved pussy as he gently pushed his head in. She felt so warm. He pulled her close to him as leaned forward to place his hands on the bed. Carly, still biting her lower lip started intensely into John’s eyes. He dropped his head down to kiss her lips. Carly wrapped her arms around his neck as he leaned back to pull her up.

He turned around to sit on the bed, his dick still inside her. Carly place her feet on the bed and her hands on John’s stomach as she bounced up and down. Carly dropped her head back as she bounced. John had his hands on Carly’s ass, guiding her.

‘ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, OHH Shit, John,’

Suddenly, Carly lost all of her strength. Her knees twitched inwards, she began to slow down. Her toes were getting numb.

John sat up, and pulled Carly’s body down onto the bed next to him. He got on top and continued where Carly had left off. John continued thrusting his dick into Carly’s pussy, he felt his body loosen up as he climaxed. He fell onto the bed next to Carly. He looked into her eyes.

‘Oh my god’ she whispered.

‘Yeah,’

Carly placed her head on John’s arm. John turned on the radio with his other hand.

‘I love you, John,’ she whispered.

‘I love you, too,’ he whispered back. She placed her hand behind his head and pulled him in for a kiss. It was still raining outside, but the only thing they could focus on was each other and the slow Jazz song that was on the radio. The same one they had dance to earlier that day in the rain.

THE END

EXTENDED ENDING

They forgot to close the shades last night. The sun was shining brightly into the bedroom. John opened his eyes slowly to see Carly still sound asleep. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Damn, the sun was fucking bright. John walked towards the window. A white garment caught his eye. He walked over to it and leaned down to pick it up.

‘I’m sure Carly doesn’t want this on the floor,’ he thought to himself.

‘I won’t be able to wear that again,’ she said softly. John turned his head. She looked just as beautiful as she did five years ago when they first met.

‘Maybe when we renew our wedding vows,’ he said.

‘Maybe,’

THE EXTENDED END

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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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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...

4 years ago
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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. ...

2 years ago
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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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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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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...

2 years ago
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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...

1 year ago
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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....

3 years ago
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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,...

3 years ago
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

3 years ago
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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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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...

3 years ago
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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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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...

Reluctance
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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...

2 years ago
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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...

1 year ago
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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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Summer Storm

“Why couldn't you have brought a fucking car that had good air conditioning?” my sister complained. “You know damn well why, I wasn't about to rent a luxury Cadillac just to haul your dumb ass around the desert.” I was a little annoyed myself because as mightily as the AC in my car strained, it wasn't keeping the blistering August heat at bay. I was as irritable as my sister. We rolled over the crest of a large hill and the entire western sky was black with storm clouds. We were...

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Summers Storm

The soft brown dust rose slowly off the top of the young green leaves of the soybean plants as the cultivator passed by them, creating mini dust storms behind him. His eyes, stinging with sweat looked out upon the rows, keeping straight, glancing as the boom wheels when down the rows. It was hotter than he had ever imagined. This was the year that he decided to see if the old way of farming would be better than what he had been doing. It actually started as a joke at the coffee shop one...

1 year ago
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A Summer Storm

It was a cool June morning and I was feeling creative, so I grabbed a guitar, a notebook and a cup of coffee, and I walked down to my dock. It’s my favorite place to write songs. I live on the shore of a quiet lake in upstate New York, a really beautiful spot that never fails to inspire me. I sipped on my coffee and enjoyed the scenery for a few minutes, and then I warmed up my fingers on the guitar and played through a few of my usual tunes. On certain days the air is just right and the guitar...

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The Storm

The heavy, hot air was almost sufficating as it pressed down on her, beads of sweat shining like little pearls all over her body. Her top and tiny panties clung to her, begging to be removed. It was late, far too late to still be awake, but Alex couldn’t get to sleep. The heat was too much and the air was so thick it was difficult to breathe. She could hear her own loud breathing, gasping for any source of oxygen. It was the perfect weather for a thunderstorm and she knew it, which sent a...

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1 year ago
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Mountain Storm

A fiction. the names of the participants are nothing more than figments of my imagination...The last couple month had been very hectic, with a series of new projects and programs to get up and running, so we promised ourselves we would get away to the mountains for a short break.We had hired a small unit overlooking the Capertee Valley. It was a two unit complex so there would be other people nearby, but the units were built in such a way as to maintain their privacy and retain their own...

3 years ago
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The Ice Storm

This story is not exciting, nor in any way meant to be erotic. This story is absolutely true which you will no doubt believe when you read it. Nothing really happens, there is no plot, just an attempt to describe the wonderful experience I had one night as a youth. Our winters are somewhat mild here in Kentucky but we do occasionally have a small blizzard or ice storm. One of the later fell one January day when I was twelve. The roads were impassible for three wonderful days and school...

3 years ago
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Night Skies Hotel X The Gathering Storm

Universe synopsis: Centuries ago, two world-spanning civilizations made first contact via technology that enabled access to multiple realities. Each civilization was unique in the sense that a single sex dominated it -- Terra's Patriarchy by males, and Gaia's Sisterhood by females. Gaia was the more artistic of the two, had closer links to nature and was more advanced than Terra in some of the sciences, such as biology and physics. Terra, on the other hand, had a cultural drive to explore...

3 years ago
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Summer Camp On The LakeChapter 13 The Storm

The weather was languid, the lake was languid, and, most of all, they were languid. They drifted rather than sailed. It was so hot, the science girls had begged an egg from the kitchen and actually tried frying it on the stones. They were delighted; after half an hour (so a slow cooker, it’s true), the fried egg was ready. Marie, three keen girls, the girl whose dog had died, and Clive, that was the sum total of the sailors on this, the hottest day. They could have taken two or even three...

2 years ago
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Riding On the Edge of the Storm

Flowing cotton as thin as a vapor flips in the breeze. Her slight form clothed in the softness, two long slits run up each side of her skirt to expose her bare thighs as the fabric whips between her legs. Bare feet propel her up and comfortably astride the sleek back of her mare. The flowing breeze causes her blouse to settle open. The creaminess of her skin variegates into the white flowing cotton. The gentle crevice between the valley of her breasts is exposed. The look of innocence clouds...

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The Perfect Storm

DaneI stomp my snow-covered boots twice on the welcome mat of the Hilton Garden Inn, and stride up to the front desk, hopeful that I’ll be luckier at securing a room than I’d been at the last two places. Eyeing the throng of somber-looking people seated in the lobby, baggage at their feet, I did not have a good feeling. It had been a great hockey game, and the drive to Columbus had definitely been worth it, but the weather forecasters had actually got it right this time. This storm was proving...

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Weathering Out the Storm

When he announced that we were going to have a romantic getaway outside the city, I was excited. Work was really beginning to tax me, and a trip away would do great things for my stress. I tried to press him for more details, mostly for packing purposes, but he remained silent. My mind raced with the possibilities — beach or mountain, relaxing or strenuous, sexy or adventurous? I packed to try to cover all my bases. The next morning dawned bright and clear. After a quick breakfast, we loaded...

3 years ago
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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...

2 years ago
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Orphans Of The Storm

Paul Simon's classic song Graceland drifts through the car radio, and fills my head with her image. It's as if she's sitting next to me, her bare feet on the bash board singing out-of-tune with the rhythmic beat of the uneven tarmac. For a woman in her mid-sixties my mother knew a good song when she heard one, and this is one of her favourites. Pushing the volume button and I join her in an imaginary duet: Memphis - Tennessee, I'm going to Graceland. There's an overwhelming sense of deja-vu as...

Taboo
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After the Storm

Will was carrying a mesh duffel bag of clean laundry back to his apartment as Michael was leaving Felicia’s apartment. “Hey, you’re Will, right?” Michael asked, catching Will off guard. Will cleared his throat. “Um, yeah. I’m Will,” he said. “I’m Michael, Felicia’s boyfriend. You know, it's funny. She talks about you all the time and we have never met.” “Yeah, that’s funny,” Will chuckled softly. “She told me how you kept her company during the blackout and storm last week,” Michael went on,...

Cheating
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The Perfect Storm

The weather had been perfect for days. Perfect blue skies with big fluffy white clouds. George and Carol had used the time to work on their yard. Bushes had needed trimming; flowers were ready for planting, and winter debris needed to be removed. All that remained after two days of hard work was mowing the lawn. That could be done the following day which was predicted to be yet another beautiful day. Exhausted after a day of hard work, they went inside and Carol made a salad while George took...

Seduction
2 years ago
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The Storm

I had flown to pick up my first car. I bought it on the internet. I was excited. I got the car and headed back towards home, which was almost two states away. My dad had given me a credit card to use to by gas and get a hotel. I knew a winter storm was coming in and I wanted to beat it. But that would not happen. It started with a lite rain then went down hill from there. It rained, then turned to a mix of rain and freezing rain. Then sleet. This slowed my progress. And the weather got worse so...

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