Cathy
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Readers Note: All of the “Cathy” story is true. All of it. I’m going to do my best to start at the beginning, and follow through to the story’s wild conclusion. Comments? Etc? Please forward to the link below.
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In the early ‘80s, I moved to Dana Point, California to pursue my career as a writer. Anyone familiar with the writing trade knows that it doesn’t pay too well – especially for an entry-level position. But I’d landed a job at a small magazine, which paid even worse. Still, it would prove a start to my career.
I made just enough to afford a modest apartment about a mile from the coast. A six-unit building, where, the week that I moved in, my next-door neighbors Bill and Cathy were in the process of celebrating the birth of their first child. I lived alone, thanks for a recently failed relationship, and enjoyed their company. We all became fast friends, drinking and partying in the finest of Southern California Beach Town tradition.
Less than a year had passed when, one winter afternoon Bill knocked and poked his head in my front door. I was busy at the typewriter, but never too busy for a worthwhile distraction. “Jim ol’ Buddy… I’ve done it again! Cathy’s preggers with number two! Have a cigar!” With six-pack and cigars at the ready, how could I refuse? Cathy joined us an hour or so later, blushing profoundly over the clear evidence of her sexuality.
While Bill and I pounded down the beers and filled the room with smoke, I couldn’t help but notice that Cathy would … more than once … fix her gaze on my crotch. Daydreaming? Perhaps. But then more than once, I watched has she rubbed her pregnant belly, stroking it slowly as her gaze settled on my lap. And, in spite of the beer, I found myself responding. It made for awkward moments: any man that’s worn Levis’ 501 button-fly jeans knows they’re not the most comfortable casing for a growing hard-on.
Months passed, and Bill’s work schedule changed: swing shift, 3pm to midnight. Not only that, but he fell into the habit of closing the local bars with work buddies, putting him home in the wee-small hours of the morning, with just enough time to pass out, sleep it off, and get up again just in time to leave for work.
Predictably, Cathy became lonely. She started dropping by my apartment in the afternoons, almost as soon as Bill would leave for work. She’d usually bring her infant son. One day when he cried, Cathy turned to me with an anxious look: “Jim, I’m really enjoying our visit, but he’s hungry… I hope you don’t mind…” And simple as that, she pulled one strap down over her shoulder, pulling her dress down to expose a naked breast. And cradled her son to suckle it. Right there on my couch, in my living room.
Now I realize that this was a completely innocent and natural act: mother feeding son. But I’m not the least bit ashamed to admit: that same night, I masturbated myself to sleep over the vision of Cathy’s ample breasts. And thinking of how she’d been looking me straight in the eye as she pulled her breast free from the confines of her dress. A moment that I replayed over-and-over in my mind, as my aching cock found frustrated release into the bedsheets.
Once I established myself at the magazine, my hours became somewhat flexible. Proven writers were offered a wide latitude for “working at home”, and I began to shift my office hours earlier and earlier in the morning… ultimately, to arrive home just after Bill would leave for work. The time when Cathy would most likely come to knock on the door.
It was the middle of June when Cathy was nearly 6-months pregnant with her second child. I hadn’t known Bill and Cathy during her first pregnancy, and they’d taken no pictures of her “when she was showing.” But I’ll be the first to admit two things: first, I’ve had a lifelong attraction to pregnant women. I could bullshit about that “motherly glow” and on and on, but the fact is: pregnant women flat out turn me on. And the second thing is… Cathy looked magnificent at this stage of her pregnancy.
The middle of June: the third trimester. To most, the changes would be imperceptible. For me, it became a daily thrill. A change in the way she’d walk… a more pronounced “waddle” to offset her swelling belly. The way she’d bend to pick things up from the floor. The way her familiar clothes became tighter by the day. You have to understand: either the look of a pregnant woman does something for you or it doesn’t. For me: it does. Profoundly.
And it was the same middle of June when Dana Point was experiencing a true Southern California heat wave, we’d gone for nine straight days where the daytime temperature was over 105 degrees. Nearly record-setting. Still, I left the comforts of my air-conditioned office every day, promptly at 3pm, to streak straight home.
Straight home to my writing work, right? No, at this point, I couldn’t even fool myself. I was going home, hoping for a visit from Cathy. Hoping for an innocent glimpse of her swelling motherhood: a glimpse that would, once again, etched in my mind’s eye, provide fuel for my soiling my bedsheets before I drifted off to sleep.
Now there’s a particular afternoon during this time, one that will forever be etched in my erotically-twisted mind. And this particular afternoon measured 106 degrees at 4pm. Maybe a record. Doesn’t matter.
In my small apartment, I had the front door open, as my desk was right next to the door. I’d also opened the window in the small kitchen, to get some breeze through the room. For whatever reason, the breeze flowed through the kitchen window, and out the front door. Quite a good breeze, actually. Still, the heat was stifling.
As I did my writing work, I’d occasionally look out the door to the small balcony beyond the front door, which, in turn, overlooked the courtyard of the other apartments. Writers know about this: from time to time, you just have to look away and daydream while you compose your thoughts.
So it was during one of those look-away-and-think moments that… my gaze followed out the door to find… a very pregnant Cathy, leaning over the balcony railing, and watching the setting sun.
Cathy was wearing a light summer-dress that was very short. And, with the brilliant light of the setting sun behind her… it was nearly transparent. As she shifted against the railing, balancing on her elbows, I could clearly see the shadowed outlines of her pregnant form.
With the wind blowing out the door, the back of her dress was pressed firm against her backside. It only took two long inspections of same to determine: no panties. A short summer dress, and no panties.
I remember that I actually stopped breathing at some point. And I remember gulping for air as I dropped my hands from the keyboard, slack-jawed, to marvel at this unintentional display of her charms.
And it must have been that I’d stopped typing, that caused her to whirl about, looking straight at me: “Jim, I’m sorry… I’m not disturbing you, am I? I mean, your writing. Do you mind if I stand here? It’s just so hot inside.”
“Cathy…” I stammered. “Of course you’re not bothering me. I just… I just…” as my voice trailed. Cathy was now facing me, and thanks to the angle of the sun, it was clear that she was also not wearing a bra.
The shadows from the sun defined the form and shape of her swelling breasts. And the wind through the door pressed the clearly defined points of her nipples through the flimsy fabric of her dress.
“May I come in and join you?” she asked. I nodded numbly in reply, as my cock stirred in my shorts.
As she walked through the door, it was clear that this summer dress was from her old wardrobe: pre-pregnancy. Clear, because her breasts were more than tight against the fabric. Also clear because this was a very short su
mmer dress. Her swollen belly caused the hem to ride high on her thighs… pulled up high, exposing her legs to the very top.
Owing to her third-trimester form, she awkwardly walked the few steps to my living-room couch, and then dropped heavily, leaning back into the couch.
A moment passed. Finally, “Wow. I’m so big. I don’t think my tummy was so big last time…” Her eyes locked with mine, as she continued: “…but you didn’t get to see this, the last time I was pregnant, did you?”
The air grew heavy as I contemplated my reply. She’s clearly fishing for something… but I didn’t dare risk our friendship. What should I say? What could I say?
Lamely, while shifting my gaze to my feet, I responded softly with: “No, Cathy, I didn’t get to see you last time. You know that.” I remember shifting in my chair, struggling to keep my swelling cock bent into my pants, and away from her view.
“So tell me…” I continued: “…what is it… that I didn’t get to see?”
Cathy thought for a moment, dropping her hands to her lap. I watched as she slowly moved her hands to the bottom of her swollen belly, tracing circles around its form. I looked up to see her eyes locked with mine… only to steal glances downward, as she continued to rub wide circles with her palms… the thin material of her summer-dress pulling taught against her skin.
I watched as she traced the palms of her hands up over her breasts, finally bringing a finger up into her mouth, wetting it, and then tracing the tip of the finger in spiraling circles around the tip of her left breast. Rough circles, tugging the sweated fabric tight over the swell of her nipple.
Her eyes again locked with mine, as she rasped out six simple words… words again etched into my mind: “… close the door. Someone might see.”
I did… which, following sunset, pitched the room into an awkward darkness. As my eyes adjusted, Cathy stirred on the couch, arching back, and causing the hem of her dress to ride to the tops of her thighs. She again put her index finger in her mouth, and looked me in the eye while she traced the tip of her finger under her left breast, pulling up against its pregnant swelling weight.
“We need some light in here…” she said, as she pushed back against the couch. “Do you have any candles?”
“Well yes but…” I stammered as I flicked on the living-room light. Her response was immediate: “NO. Please… no. I want candles.”
I nodded, speechlessly, and turned off the lights. Even in the growing darkness, I had to deliberately hide the swell of my cock in my shorts.
Being a bachelor, it only took me about 10 minutes to find the candles… worthless white candles: cast-offs from a garage sale. Of course, as a bachelor, I had no candle-holders. Finally, three empty wine bottles served the purpose. I crammed the candles into the wine bottles, and lit them, one by one.
“Nice…” she said with a sigh, pushing back into the cushions of the couch. She leaned back again… dropping one leg to the side of the couch. And her other leg… slowly inching higher, as she moved it to the top of the back cushions. She was … now … legs apart on my living room couch … by candle-light … She was now in a very explicit and inviting position.
Inviting position? I watched as she pushed back against the couch, and splayed her legs wider… the hem of her short dress gradually exposing the folds of her womanhood. There was no mistaking the invitation: I rose, and stepped towards her in the candlelight.
“Wait.” This one word stopped me dead in my tracks… mere feet from her spot on the couch.
“I mean, wait. It’s just that…” she sighed. I stood lamely, half-bent to hopefully cover my erection. An erection now straining at the buttons of my jeans. I stumbled back into my chair, sitting down while she composed her thoughts.
She spent a long time looking at the floor before she continued, finally locking eyes with me as she said: “Jim, this is difficult. But promise me this: Billy’s my husband. He’s your best friend. I can never cheat on Billy. And you wouldn’t want me to. Am I right?”
To my astonishment, she punctuated this last statement by reaching around her swollen belly, and pressing the index finger of her right hand deep up into her pussy. I watched by candlelight as she churned this finger, deep in her folds, glancing down, and then up to look me in the eye: “Am I RIGHT?”
“R-R-R-right!” What could a man say in this position? “RIGHT!” I said again, as I ran my palm over the swelling bulge in my pants.
With this, Cathy moved back into the corner of the couch. I watched as she pulled her summer-dress up and over her shoulders, and finally over her head. Which made her a very naked, and very pregnant woman, very exposed on my living room couch.
With this, I started to stand again… and once again, was warned off by Cathy.
“I know you’ve been watching me. I know that I turn you on.” She shifted her legs again, leaning forward to emphasize her pregnant belly.
“Do I…” she asked, while locking her eyes once again with mine… “Do I turn YOU on?”
“Y-Yes… YES, Cathy. Okay, there, I said it. YES, you turn me on.”
“Like you didn’t know…” I said as I stood and pulled my shorts to my ankles. Released from its confines, my aching cock bobbed free. Very erect. And very, very hard.
For a moment, Cathy sat, with her gaze transfixed on my cock. I stood, watching her awkward movements as she moved her heavy, pregnant form closer to the edge of the couch. Her legs fell apart as she sat up straight, and then she leaned forward, toward the tip of my cock. Closer. A pause, and then even closer.
Her lips just barely grazed the tip of my cock before she abruptly stopped.
“I can’t!” she sighed softly, falling back onto the couch. “I just can’t!”
I stood still for a moment, my cock throbbing and aching for relief. Cathy was very naked, legs splayed before my cock, and worse: she was gasping… panting… all but begging for my cock.
I thought of a hundred things I might do. This had become a living daydream. A living daydream that clearly directed as how I should just jam my cock into her, and pound away until I shot my cum into her pregnant womb. God, how I wanted to do that!
But just as suddenly, she pushed me away. With the flat of her palms against my chest, she pushed me away from her. Leaving me half-standing, hard cock bobbing, poised at the ready. And her legs splayed… gaping… with her pregnant wet arousal drooling from the bottom of her slit.
“We… cannot… do THIS” she gasped. “I cannot be unfaithful to my husband. And you cannot betray the trust of your friend!”
She had a point. Guilt overwhelmed me, and I looked down to see my cock gradually withering at the thought. Something… something had to be different.
Cathy lowered her gaze to my shrinking cock, illuminated by the flickering candlelight. She then twisted her legs obscenely, moving her moist and gaping crotch closer and closer to me.
“Stand there,” she said. “Stand right there. I have an idea. I’m going to hold myself open for you. Wide, really wide.” As she said this, she hooked her knees with each hand, and pulled her legs up, wide and apart.
“I want you to…” I watched as her hands fell from her knees… legs falling down to the couch. “Oh Jim, I don’t know if this is right… don’t move… wait a second.”
I watched as she looked down at her swollen belly, and perhaps thought about the last time a man really wanted… WANTED to take her. A man who wanted to shove a hard cock into her most private spot.
The conflict of love, friendship, and marriage commitment was clear as she struggled to continue: “Jim, I want you to step closer. Step he
re. Between my legs.”
I obeyed… my cock harder than I could remember since High School…
“Don’t touch me,” she continued. I want you to jerk off onto my pussy. I want to feel you shoot your cum onto my clit! Do it… I want to watch. Do it now!”
The candlelight flickered in my sparse living room while our eyes locked. “Cathy…” I said as I dropped my shorts to my ankles, and then kicked them off my feet… “Cathy, I have wanted to… take you, since the first day we met. But with Bill in the picture, you know I cannot. WILL not.”
“But yes…” I continued… “YES… I will shoot my cum all over your clit. All over your pregnant, swollen clit. I won’t touch you. Pull your legs apart. Are you ready?”
I watched as Cathy once again hooked her hands behind her knees, and pulled them up as high and apart as she possibly could. At the same time, she inched her ass down to the edge of the couch, in line with the tip of my cock.
“Don’t touch,” I whispered.
She nodded in silent agreement. I inched the tip of my cock closer to her, stroking it slowly and deliberately with my left hand. I moved my cock closer yet, just grazing its underside with the tip of her clit.
I looked down to see the head of my cock… just above her very red, and very swollen clit. I looked up, scanning my view over her vast, swollen and very pregnant belly. I looked up, to view her breasts, bursting to feed her newborn. Red. Engorged. Ready.
Very ready.
Cathy cranked her head to the side, and looked down, trying to get a glimpse of my hard cock, ready to spew on her clit. Knowing that she couldn’t see, I pressed her head back with the palm of my hand. “Shhhh…” I said. “Shhhh. Just feel. Feel me shoot all over your pregnant clit.”
And with that: I did. And for the rest of my life, I’ll never forget that point of no return: feeling my balls contract, and that familiar feeling of my load pulsing up through the length of my cock.
I pumped my hand over the length of my cock, and threw my head back as each contraction sprayed another string of cum onto the tip of her clit… over and over again.
Amazingly, we’d not touched once during this… our non-contact coupling. As my head cleared from my climax, I stepped away… watching the rich syrup of my semen drip down through the petals of her folds. I stepped away… to watch her drop her legs… her fertile belly quivering as my semen flowed down, dripping onto the couch.
I stepped back to the chair by my desk, and eased myself onto the seat. With my cock still throbbing, I looked down to see the last pulses of semen drizzle out of the tip of my cock.
And I looked over at Cathy: her eyes glazed, and her wrists reaching around her pregnant belly. I watched as her fingertips scooped up puddles of my semen, and pushed them into her pregnant slit.
“We didn’t touch…” she said. I collapsed back into the chair at my desk, and laced my fingers behind my head. In a moment, I nodded in agreement, still too weak for words.
“We didn’t touch… so we really didn’t ‘do it.’ Jim, I think you wanted to ‘do it.’ I know that I wanted to ‘do it.’ But we didn’t. Did we?”
I never answered. Cathy and I exchanged eye contact, as our eyes flitted to long, languid traces of our naked forms. We did this for some… minutes? Hours? I’ll never know.
Cathy finally stood to grab her summer dress, and I watched as she slid the thin fabric down over her shoulders, finally smoothing it over her swollen motherhood, and the scant bit that flowed over her hips.
Finally she turned to the door, opening it, and then glancing back to me.
“Jim… I know we’re friends, and we can’t really touch in a sexual way… but I want to do this again. Maybe … more. Do you? I mean, do you?”
I started to stand. No more than a start… my cum-drained cock dangling between my legs. “Cathy, I…”
And just then: Cathy blew a kiss from her lips, and a shimmy to straighten that tight summer dress over her swollen belly.
“Don’t answer, Jim. Just be here tomorrow.”
As quickly as said, as quickly as gone. She gently scraped her wide belly on the door as she turned, and then closed the door behind her.
The ‘click’ of the door latch punctuated my anticipation for the following day.
… to be continued…
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The mini-bar, pool table, poker table, and stylishly comfortable couches made studying in our basement a never-going-to-happen event at night unless Morgan's sorority sisters needed a quiet place for a group study session. During the day, it was good for a few hours of social studying. Translation: I don't really want to study, but I will if there's nothing else to do. A couple of days after the comic book shop incident, I was having no luck in with the nothing else part. I fell into a...
Greek Gods Zeus - King of the Greek gods Hera - Queen of the Greek gods, sister and wife of Zeus Hades - god of the underworld, brother of Zeus Poseidon - god of the sea, brother of Zeus Demeter - goddess of harvest and fertility of the earth, sister of Zeus Aphrodite - Daughter of Zeus and Dione, Goddess of love, beauty and sexuality Artemis - Daughter of Zeus and Leto, goddess of the hunt, the moon, and chastity Athena - Daughter of Zeus and Metis, goddess of wisdom, courage,...
I paused in the doorway, and struck a seductive pose and smiled then turned and went back into the house. I felt their eyes on my butt as I walked away with an exaggerated wiggle of my hips and smiled to myself.I went into the bathroom and brushed my hair, smiled nervously at myself, and spontaneously removed my panties. I twisted and turned looking at myself in the mirror and just before walking out unbuttoned one more button.I walked out on the deck and Roger and Freddy quit talking. I smiled...
"Well, what do we have here?" Debbie feared the worst, for she looked up and saw Marion, Jacki, and Sara staring her and Beth locked in the pillories. And, each was holding the leash attached to their subby. Sara also had two additional leashes: each one attached to Debbie's and Beth's naked subby husbands. Sara turned to Marion and Jacki and said: "I'll leave you two to play. By rules I must chain up these two subs while their mistresses are in the punishment pillory. I'm taking...
Mona Blue and Tiffany Tatum make the hottest lesbian couple around as they climb into the shower together. Between the warm spray of the water and their own tender touches, the girls indulge in a sensual bathing experience. As they wind down their wet fun, they look over to the bed where Matt Denae is watching the show and waiting for his chance to join in on the fun. The girls dry off and then join Matt in bed. They work in tandem, stroking Matt’s hard dick and dropping kisses on his...
xmoviesforyouThe next day, Henry was using the fork lift to load up bales of cotton. It had been awhile since he last looked at the time, and wasn't sure if he would see Rose today. He frequently looked over towards the back field to see if he spotted her. Each time he looked, he failed to see anyone. By the time he finished loading, he had given up on looking for her. Calling it a day, he just pulled the fork lift back into the barn. When he closed the big barn door to lock it, he heard his name called...
Hun ane Kinnari. Hi friends! maaru naam Shravan che… Mari age 20 years che ane aa story hun maari sahme rehti ek aunty jenu naam Kinnari che ena jode ni che.Toh story ni sharuaat thodu ena description thi karu chu. E 43 years ni aunty che jeni 2 daughters che. Jovama jara pan sari nathi pan saali bau wild che. Hun hamesha ene joine vicharto ke aa saali ne kiss na karaye pan aa bister par bau j wild hase. Ek divas e bapore tension ma kyan jati hati mane thodu doubt lagyu hun eni pachad gayo. E...
As i play with her hole her hand leaves my pussy and rubs all my pussy juice over her hole and then back to my pussy to work her magic. I continue to play with her hole which is now very wet from my juice that she put there so my finger could slide in eagerly she is now on all fores but with one hand still working my pussy this gives me an idea. I unlock our tongues and remove her hand from my pussy and get behind her, as my tongue starts on her ass hole i can taste my own juices all over...
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Have I got a treat for you today. And by “you”, I mean all the adult men out there who want to have sex with a horse toy invented for little girls. Yeah, I’m talking about bronies and the object of their obsession, My Little Pony. Until the other day, I didn’t even realize that anything like DerpiBooru.org even existed.I’m not usually this late to the party, especially one that gets nearly 3.5 million visits a month, but I guess that’s because I usually go to parties where there are women. Now,...
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Mom and Son I was awoken by a stirring in my loins and opened my eyes to see my mom’s head sucking my cock to hardness and her hand playing with my balls. I grabbed her head and pushed her further on my cock so she took all of it to the back of her throat. My mom looked up at me and tried to get more cock in her mouth as encouragement.I pulled one of her legs up so she knew I wanted to eat her cunt in 69er she moved around so i could have a feast for breakfast. I jabbed my tongue into her cunt...
Job Satisfaction by Claire Brooks I was nervous. I had spent two months working on my designs and now I was ready. I knew this would be a day I'd not soon forget. I picked up my tablet and checked my designs for the umpteenth time today. They were all there. Ready to have life breathed into them. My life. I looked around the waiting room. It was warm in colour and felt so comfortable. This was definitely a sign of how lucrative the industry I had entered into was. SurgiSculpt was a very...
She moved the Bishop nonchalantly, keeping hold until she had fully surveyed the board. Finally sure this was the right move her fingers eased back from the piece and she leaned back to look her adversary in the eye. He had a fleeting smile then shot forward to take her Queen which had moments before been protected. "In this game there is a punishment for losing this piece" He almost purred at her. She knew what was to come as she placed the Queen between her teeth and stood from the table....
It was a few days later when Tina called me. Kristen and I had been working and having relatively normal days with none of the craziness of the weekend. The call seemed to suggest that time of calm was ending. Sure enough, Linda had approached her and agreed to meet her at Tina's apartment at 8pm. I told her we'd be there at 7pm. Jeremy had no plans and Kristen seemed as excited to participate as ever so we made plans to meet. As Tina showed us her apartment, I tried to figure out how we...
Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Dawn's Temptation"I am so bored," said Buffy.""Me too," said Dawn.Buffy, Dawn, Willow, and Spike were all in the Magic Box. It was late, but they weren't tired. Just really bored. Really, really bored."We should do something," said Willow. She looked around to see if anyone had any suggestions. "No one? Well, ok, we could always just sit and stare," she added sarcastically."We could play a game," Spike said with a tone in his voice that mad everyone look at him with...
100% fiction! The main character of my story is my Aunt. She is an awesome lady. I bet any one who looks at her can't ignore the erection in their pants. Her boobs size are 34B and her hips are 38. She is a bit plump on her waist and very short in height but when she wraps her selp in a saree (that's all she wears) then she can easily make head turn. The best feature is her ass. When she walks the cheeks slap each other in a manner that people can kill just to touch her ass. My attraction...
IncestI’m Carly. I had planned a night out with the girls. I had to shower, shave my legs and pussy the way Tom liked it. As I looked through my wardrobe I couldn’t find a single thing to wear. I wanted to feel nice. I wanted to feel sexy. The time was 4 pm. Tom was in the garden fixing his shed. I quickly grabbed my floaty dress and threw it over my naked body, grabbed my bag and keys, and made my way through the garden to the car. Tom looked confused. “Tom I need you to choose me a dress for this...
Quickie SexReturning in Private Specials, Extreme Belles is the redheaded star Belle Claire and today she comes hot and ready for a breath taking interracial threesome with John Johnson and Erik Everhard. Watch Belle as she interrupts the guys boring poker game for something more fun as she offers up her incredible body and gets to work with two sloppy blowjobs. Then enjoy the sight of those big natural tits in action as she takes turns getting pounded before some hardcore anal and DP action that has her...
xmoviesforyouAbigail’s head was pounding when she finally blinked her eyes open. The air conditioning blew softly and a seagull squawked far off outside somewhere. Subdued lighting peeked through the slits of the closed blinds over the glass doors of her room. Abigail sat up slowly, frowning at a glass of orange juice and a couple of aspirin on her nightstand. There was a note propped up against the lamp, which read HANGOVER REMEDY. She frowned further when she realized she wore nothing but her panties...
Authors notes: This is a short story I began years ago but never finished. I found it among some files long forgotten recently and wrote the ending. It is among my earliest writings and of a more terse style than I have evolved to currently. Be aware that there are some quite intentional sentence fragments and other grammar breakers. I choose to leave them in as written, they fit the terse quality of the writing. The genesis of the story is biographical, but the story itself is fiction. The...
This story is a collaboration between Infinite Monkey and Senor Incognito If you like it, please check out Senor Incognito's deviantart page: https://senorincognito69.deviantart.com/ We both hope you enjoy our (not so) little story! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- The sun streamed through the thin curtains, filling the room with hot summer light ... The covers on the bed moved, yawns and groans could be heard, as a young man...
Just hum [Mf reluctant cons bd]by didmaker-------------The sun was well past noon as the large greyhound bus pulled into the terminal. Silas was leaning against his car and watched the people disembarking as the midday heat shimmered over the asphalt. A familiar face and a shout told him his niece Mary had appeared from the buss. She was a tall blond woman with blue eyes and at 22 she looked exactly like her mother, Silas brother's widow, at that age. She frantically waved at him so he waved...
Hey buddies this is sandy here again back with another story, writing after quiet long time, well, i got good response for my last story “twist of my life….” so i just wanna thank u guys and for your compliments and for enlightening me to write more stories. I think the readers know about myself as i wrote in last story, anyhow i will tell about meto the new readers of the story, i am sandy, a cool guy with tall dark and innocent natured studying b,com myself in bijapur district of karnataka,...
IncestAhhhh, the sweetness of a girl, barely of age. My neighbor's granddaughter had been staying with her grandmother for several months. She had gotten into a bit of trouble back home, and placed next door for a few months. He would visit. We would talk about anything that struck her interests. One afternoon, she came to visit. Unannounced and unexpected, I might add. I had just finished jerking off. Cock still hard, covered in lube and jizz. I stepped out my backdoor for a moment...and there she...
There followed a long pause as the two women gazed into each other's eyes, lost in their own thoughts. The moment was broken when Penelope looked down at the teddy Jasmine still held. "I still don't think I would look good in something like that," she said, though with slightly less conviction this time.Jasmine was shocked to hear herself say, "Well, there's only one way to settle this once and for all. Take it back into the fitting room, try it on, and we'll see exactly how you look in...
X. The amoeba life. In the stories of people she admired, there was always a defining moment, a dramatic event that summed up their lives to a critical point and provided the pivot for a new life to come. Marcia would like to have had a similar "defining moment" in her life, but it struck her that her life not only lacked a defining moment, but that it really didn't have any definition at all. It was a more amorphous thing, her life; if it advanced, and that was often in doubt, it...
Introduction: The continuation of a story about my teacher and myself,and our little affair As I sat there in the classroom all by myself. Tired and exhausted from tapping my smoking hot computer-science teacher I was waiting for her to return from the bathroom. She and I were supposed to go to her apartment as soon as she returned, so we can continue our little affair there. I knew that she was married and had a child thats only a couple years younger than me, but I was hoping they wouldnt be...
Tuesday, May 24 The Kings of Minnesota Bad press had never been a problem for Carl Fenton. As Minnesota’s most prominent, most successful, most expensive criminal defense attorney, he had always experienced the best publicity money could buy. Always, until this morning. This morning, for the first time in his life, Carl Fenton was reading a news story with his name in it that he didn’t like, in fact it was very upsetting. The last twenty-four hours had been very upsetting for Carl Fenton....
* * * in the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey / butane in my veins I’m out to cut the junkie / with the plastic eyeballs, spraypaint the vegetables / dog food stalls, with the beefcake pantyhose / kill the headlights and put it in neutral / stock car flaming with a loser in the cruise control / baby’s in Reno with a vitamin d / got a couple of couches, asleep on the love seat * * * * * * The power runs on sunlight. Cypress told us that he wasn’t used to using power indiscriminately...
Hole in the wall gangA couple of my really good girl friends were over at my house and we got to talking about all different things. After a couple bottles of wine, the conversation got much hotter. We started to share stories about our past and who has done what to whom. We have all been pretty open with each other about our lives, but up until now our sex lives have not been an open topic of conversation. Well, I guess the wine and the mood got us all talking, and many personal secretes...