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This is something I wrote under a different screen name on a social media site with a journal facility. I toned the sex down in the original, but we’re all adults here right? I’ve put it in the non-erotic category, because although sex is a part of the tale, [a] it’s at homeopathic levels and [b] the story is about how lustful thoughts can keep one’s mind away from the prospect of an imminent mangling. When I put it up in the other place, both of the people who read it said it was almost not bad, and since the journals where it used to live have now gone west, I thought I’d rehome it here.
Are we sitting comfortably?
Then I’ll begin…
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‘A lot is said about Dragonmasters, but being one is easy. You just walk up to a Dragon and say hello – If you’re alive five seconds later, then you’re a Dragonmaster’
The line was written by Ursula LeGuin and the book it’s from is lost to me, but that line is dancing around in my forebrain as I climb the steep path to where my Dragon abides. I first set eyes on it in 2001 when I was paying court to its neighbour and receiving my first serious lesson in respect from the same…
The Dragon that I’m about to present myself to is, in fact, a climb, and what makes it loom over me, so huge and malevolent in my mind, is that there’s three hundred feet of it, The second pitch is hard, And I have no idea if I can climb it, although my thoughts tend towards the negative. At a time like this I’m reminded of Sassoon, speaking before the Somme offensive about the iron curtain that the impending events formed between his present and his future. The event approaching me isn’t in that league, but nonetheless it’s sufficient to render my future highly indeterminate. You only need to make two mistakes to die on a climb: The first – pick something too hard, The second – fail to protect it. I think I ought to be able to climb this, and I ought to be able to protect it, but nothing in life is certain, and as I approach the base of the crag some five hundred feet above the valley floor, the uncertainty increases. My throat is tight and my mind seems locked in a loop. My speech is infrequent and monosyllabic. In the forefront of my consciousness are the things I’ve heard said about the crux pitch:
‘Seconding the second pitch I did think ‘Shit me! This is pretty sustained for an HVS!”
‘…but it did strike me as a pretty sustained pitch – it just kept on coming!’
‘…You certainly know you’ve been climbing when you’ve climbed it.’
So – I think that there’s a good chance this will be too hard for me – but I’ve learned that what other people call difficult isn’t always that way for me, and I’ve been put off leading a pitch in the past, by seeing a better climber than me struggling. Only to find, when following my partner up that section, that the move wasn’t that hard after all. So – I’m discouraged by the grade of the route and its reputation, but I’m going to throw myself at it anyway. I believe that if all you ever do is stuff that you know is within your limits, then you might as well not bother calling yourself a climber, because nobody else is going to – and the thing about harsh and judgmental opinions like that one, is that only two types of people hold them. Those that have earned the right to, and hypocrites – Since I’m unable to change my opinion and being a climber is important to me – Here I am. Earning the right to call myself a climber again.
Climbing’s a head game, and as my feet carry me up the path, my mind is folding in on itself. I’m monitoring my mental state very closely, and it bothers me slightly that I’m not as apprehensive as I should be. Trepidation is the norm before a hard climb, and the climbs I’ve approached blithely assuming success have usually gone badly. My apparent lack of nerves is making me nervous. Have I subconsciously decided to back off? Is that it? Am I going to look at the start of the second pitch and just give up? Surely if I seriously intended to try, my nerves would be singing like windchimes in a gale, so where are they? Ah well – we’ll find out…
Sometime later, I’m standing at the belay at the top of pitch one, about half a ropelength above the base of the crag. I’ve taken the rack of protection gear from Nick and clipped each item to my harness gear loops. I have been deliberately looking elsewhere rather than the start of the second pitch, which I now must either lead, or retreat from. I look. A steep, undercut corner begins about ten feet above the ledge. Hand and footholds are far from obvious. To fall before placing protection is the worst case scenario regardless of distance fallen. The mechanics are simple. A climbing rope absorbs kinetic energy as it stretches. In a fall you travel just over twice the distance between you and your last piece of protection. If you fall before placing any gear, then you fall twice as far as there is rope out to absorb the energy. Climbers call this a factor two fall and what makes it bad has nothing to do with the distance fallen. It places the maximum force on the belay anchors. If these blow out, then both of us will fall to the foot of the route about eighty feet below. This is why if there’s going to be a hard move on a pitch it’s better for it to be at the top, rather than the bottom. At last I’m feeling nervous. ‘We could go ten feet to the left and climb an easier route’, a part of me says, ‘There’s no disgrace in leaving it for when you’re good enough. Look at it – it’s way too hard for you. How many climbs have you done at this grade? Come on, think of Nick, it’s his neck too, nobody’s going to think less of you for exercising judgment…’
I hate that voice. I want it to shut up, and then I see a slot for a small nut and it does…
With some protection in place I can think about the moves into the corner. I look for footholds at head height first because when my upper body is past the undercut I won’t be able to see them. Then I look for something for my hands in the corner itself. I can see a small edge that I can get three fingertips on and a little further up, a finger jam. I’m making the moves before I’ve consciously decided to do anything. The holds are there, small, but positive and not too widely spaced. Soon I’m established above the undercut. Now what? My heart is galloping as I brace my back against the right wall of the corner and push against tiny vertical edges on the left.
‘Got some back and front action going here…’ I shout down to Nick.
I’m well above my runner now, and I know if I fall I’ll hit the ledge before it can stop me. I can’t stay wedged in this position, I have to get higher, I need a runner and I need a rest. Fortunately I can see good holds just above me, one more move will get my hands there and then all I need is to get my feet on to them. Absorbed in the technicalities of the sequence, I have little awareness of the consequences of failure. I reach out for my next hold and commit…
Soon my feet are on good holds and I have a solid runner placed. My footholds are no wider than a matchbox and the wall is about ten degrees off vertical, but I can rest my cheek against the rock and stand in balance with no weight on my arms. A perfect resting spot. I look around and take in the situation. I could stop here indefinitely apart from the fact that daylight is limited and there’s still the best part of a hundred feet of hard climbing to do. Anything could stop me between here and the belay. There’s no guarantee that protection will be there. Holds break off, especially after a hard winter. I’m here now alive and uninjured – that may not be the case five minutes from now…
A familiar quandary. I need to rest and this is a perfect spot, but without the climbing demanding all of my concentration, the reality of the situation and the worst-case implications are starting to intrude. I can’t allow that…
I close my eyes and I can feel her skin, soft and warm against my hand as I run my fingers along the in
side of her thigh, skirting her centre and circling her stomach in wide slow circuits. Her breaths are coming faster and shallower as I trail the back of my hand down her side and along the outside of her leg and back to its starting point. She gasps as I draw circles on the back of her knee with my fingertips.
As my hand begins its journey again she squirms, trying to intercept my fingers, straining against the scarves that secure her. I chuckle as I lightly pat the very top of her thigh. Then again, but not so lightly. The next time around, my hand travels higher. As her nipple grazes my palm she arches her back and moans. I give her my thumb to nurse on. When I lightly pluck her nipple she bites my thumb. I take her puckered bud between my thumb and forefinger and squeeze. She cries out…
My arms are as rested as they’re going to get and the sun is still sinking. Time to move. Somewhere above me the groove becomes a jamming crack. I’m out of practice at jamming. I wonder what will happen when and if I get to it, but I don’t wonder for long – I’ll deal with it when it’s in front of me. What’s in front of me now is plenty to occupy my mind and it does. As I steadily gain height I begin to think that I might, perhaps, be able to climb the pitch after all. I suppress the thought. ‘Stay focussed!’ The rack of cams at my waist is heavy and there’s been nowhere to place them so far. The crack above is wide, according to the guidebook. I may well be glad of them there. But right now all they are is weight.
A rest and a thin slot that grudgingly accepts a No.2 wallnut. I don’t think much of it. Another slot to the right accepts the same size. I have two of each size, but no more. I’d better not need another one then. Oh well, nothing to be done about it…
The sun is hot on my bare back. We’re in her garden. She’s naked underneath me. Her hair is spread out on the grass. As I fuck her she claws my back and I grit my teeth. Pain is her thing not mine, I take her hands and hold them above her head. Her hips rise up to meet mine with increased force. I’ve never known her this wet, this eager. She rolls her head from side to side like a boat in a storm. Her voice is a hoarse whisper that she fights to control.’ I whisper that I’m going to make her walk back to the house naked, with my come on her face, and she loses it. I cover her mouth with my hand and she screams into my palm…
Twenty feet above me is a tree, ten feet above that, the groove is undercut, and above that I can see the crack that I’m not ready to worry about yet. First I have to get to the tree. I desperately want to thread a sling around it for a bombproof runner. I look down at my last piece, ten or twelve feet below me. I see a slot for a small cam and place it, I never feel fully secure with cams. Even though my brain knows they work, my gut won’t accept it.
The tree is reached and passed, the sling placed. I’m on a steeply sloping ledge. In front of me the rock has been scooped away by hundreds of years of freeze thaw, undercutting the last ten or fifteen feet of the corner I’ve been climbing, now it’s shrunk to a deep groove in the face, containing the jamming crack I’ve been suppressing thoughts of. I find a slot that accepts a No.8 Wallnut placed sideways. There seems to be little for my feet and not much more for my hands. A hand hold well to the right and a high, awkward step seems to be the only way into the groove. I can’t rest too well here, since I’m using my arms to keep myself in balance, but I can rest one arm at a time. This isn’t a place to hang about. I stretch to place my right foot on the high hold, and commit to the rockover to bring my weight over it. The rope doesn’t move and I’m brought to a dead stop halfway through the move. I scream for slack, none comes, and my arms are on fire. Fuck!! the ropes are stuck. Now I’m scared but with arms that feel like butter, I manage to reverse the move. A quick flick of the blue rope frees it – the yellow was running ok. I’m shaking, partly from adrenaline and partly muscle fatigue. I shake my arms out alternately and don’t think about the fall that seemed inevitable a moment ago. I breathe deeply and slowly…
…And as my mouth leaves a line of moisture across her belly, her excited musk fills my senses. I want to plunge into her wetness and devour her, but I force myself to move slowly, prolonging the anticipation for both of us. I kiss my way down to the top of her thigh and lightly flick the skin of her groin with my tongue. The warmth of my breath on her as I move across to the other side, makes her squirm. I know where she wants my mouth and I wonder which one of us wants it more. Her rich, earthy scent is filling my senses, and soon thinking will stop. I reach up and palm her breasts as my lips and tongue trace filigrees across her thighs. Her hips move of their own accord, seeking my mouth. Finally, I can’t wait any longer and I lower my mouth to her delicious, succulent centre, soft, juicy and wet as a ripe mango. Soon my face is shiny with her moisture as she gasps and writhes under my tongue…
I reach out with my foot and place it. I lock my fingers over the handhold and rock over, pulling my body over my right foot. I stand up. Another few moves take me to the crack. My crack climbing technique is rusty, but this crack isn’t overly technical. I finally get to place my big cams. I get to make a couple of handjams. I layback a short section and the rest is straightforward. The angle eases and I can see the belay. Once again I have to suppress the thought that the pitch is over. I can still fall…
But I don’t, and I reach the belay and luxuriate in the security of good anchors, into which I’m firmly tied, and a belay stance which allows me to sit comfortably. I know I’m going to be here for a while – those moves weren’t easy. Now they’re behind me, the fear they engendered is impossible to connect with. Soon they’ll be gone from my memory and the pitch will be a blur. The sun is a whisker above the skyline and the valley and the lake at its head are spread out some six hundred feet below me. We’re not at the top yet, but the difficulties are behind us. The dying light provides a sense of adventurous uncertainty to the enterprise, but it’s a challenge I know I’m equal to – I’ve climbed in the dark before. I take in the ropes as Nick begins to climb, working by feel since he’s out of sight, and will be for all but the last five metres or so of the pitch. My thoughts drift off and I remember the feel of warm skin against mine, her head on my chest and my senses full of her as my fingers drowsily stroke her hair…
How was that for you? I ask…
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Sissy was bound to find out who had fucked her in the barn. It was inevitable because she lived just up the road from her unknown assailant. And her secret attacker wanted more of her young body, her pretty tits, and her hot little cunt. For two whole days Jonathan Sutter could think of nothing else. So when he saw Sissy prancing across his property on her way to the local pond, he did something he'd always wanted to do but never dared. He set his twin German shepherds on her. He unleashed...
Introduction: She once was a virgin, but certainly not anymore. The sun shined through the crack between the curtains. I squinted and propped myself up on my elbow, and came to realize that Marcs arm was wrapped around my waist. I laid back down and turned around to kiss his forehead. I ruffled my fingers through his course and curly hair. He grumbled and hid his face making me chuckle. What time is it? he grumbled into the sheets. I reached for my phone one the nightstand and clicked on a...
I'd noticed her before. How could I not? Her figure a breathtaking crescendo of curves and curls; her thick, shoulder-length brown hair tinted whichever shade took her fancy that week; her round hazel eyes and scarlet lips bursting with the colours of an autumn dawn. She was stunning, a tie-dyed Rita Hayworth.As I walked into the packed library, I first noticed that this week's colour was a reddish-purple, and then that the only place left was opposite her."Exam term," I exhaled and swallowed...
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Dear friends, First of all I am really sorry for the delay. As I haven’t got any motivating comments, I am a little bit dissatisfied. I had seen many other web sites copying my earliest story. So finally decided to go ahead. The once who failed to find the part 1, please on the link on top. Coming to the story, After the conversation with mayura uncle, I am sleepless. I had informed my parents regarding mayura uncle’s arrival. I am imagining like my mom in may uncle’s hands, he is kissing...
IncestA friend called Mark had connected my home computer to a group from work that wanted no frills sex. Most members were male and many wanted gay sex but three were female, all lesbians, wanting lesbian sex. I sent them hello’s anyway and I was still browsing when one of the women asked if I was available Friday. I answered yes before I noted that Friday was the next day. She wrote right back asking me to escort her to a wedding then take her home and fuck the hell out of her. ‘I look forward...
I was always a little large when it came to my hips and thighs. I was not fat, just sort of chubby. I have large breasts and I keep my pussy closely trimmed. I had married very young and had a son when I was just 17. Over the years I have grown to love sex and wanted it all the time. My husband works out of town a lots and when he does get home, we usually have sex about once or twice a week, which leaves me craving for more. I know he probably has a girlfriend along the way because he seems to...
NEW YEARS PT 2 After the new year's party and after my friend Jerry and his wife Penny had left the next mourning (NEW YEARS PARTY 1) I had showered and put a dry diaper on I sat and considered their offer to visit them. Jerry and Penny owned a sorta group home for mentally disabled adults in Santa Barbra only 200 miles away plus I know Penny was a domm and also Jerry was bi-sexual and a submissive thus I wondered what fun they could come up with. The next week was busy but I kept...
Susan was getting ready for the dinner date, She stood in front of her mirror holding outfit after outfit in front of herself. A wardrobe full of clothing and still she didn’t have a thing to wear. ‘Men have it easy,’ she said to herself, ‘white shirt, dark jacket and grab a tie that looks clean.’ She giggled as yet another frock was added to the growing pile on the bed. She really wanted to make a good impression. She thought back to last Monday, when she had first clapped eyes on Jonathan,...
As much as Meagan loved Colin she was so very ready for a weekend of pure unadulterated passion and play she could barely contain herself as she drove him to the airport. They kissed tenderly goodbye and she glanced in the rear view mirror to see his boyish grin as he waved to her. Now! What shall I do with myself she thought. She thought she could maybe drive to the roadhouse she went to the weekend before but decided it may be too risky to reappear there so soon. Well first and foremost I...
Hi folks I've fixed the problem with 3rd and first person, sorry for the error and someone also pointed out that there is a mass to weight ratio that is unexplained, so I've tried to explain that away as well... Hope you like this version. Looking forward to some considered criticism and responses. Hugs Tanya xxxxxx This work is a work of fiction and is the copyright and property of Tanya Grant. Any similarities to persons or organisations is purely unintended. No...
Chapter 4“I understand, Daddy. I really want you to take me,” I said and that was all he needed to hear. His hand went behind my knee and lifted my leg so high that my calf was next to my head braced against the wall. He held my leg in place with his left hand and fisted his dick with his other. Then he positioned his cock against my entrance, looked deep into my eyes, and pushed himself in until his balls hit my ass. He held still and let me get used to his size. I wasn’t a virgin by any...
IncestHi all sexy ISS readers, aap sabhi ISS readers ko tahe dil se sukriya, jo aap sab ne mujhe is kabil banaya taki main aap ssex chahne walon ki achhi tarah chudai kar sakoon. Main apne service jo main aap sabhi females ko bare hi privacy aur secrecy ke sath de raha hoon, uske bare men thori si jankari de raha hoon. Agar kisi ki chahat ho to jaroor par mail karma. Aap bahut hi sundar ho, apki aankhen aur hoth to itni sundar hai ki main aap par jan chhirakta hoon, aapka pura badan sangmarmar ki...
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IncestMy second transexual Encounter was years later my First, I was sixteen At the time. And I was driving home from my girlfriends. I was living at my parents, my curfew was 2 am. That nite I had taken my moms fleetwood with me. I left her at her house and I had a hard on. On the way back I passed by 8st in miami a famous st for hookers. I drove around the parking lot of MikeyD's and saw her standing at the side of the building.I pickd the lady up she looked in her late 30 and we parked on a side...
He did not remember much of the walk back to their crude little sanctuary, except in fragments. Too much had happened too soon. The faces of the wandering man and the lost woman lingered in his mind, ghosts in his memory and phantoms somewhere out there in the scouring wasteland. Knowing he could not help them was a weight he had to carry. Yet neither of those was the true burden he brought back with him. In war, Logan had killed. For duty, for his country, to protect those he had served...
When he returned he was carrying at first what looked to be some kind of necklace. It was black and silver. He smiled as he walked up to her lying on the bed, a vision of loveliness spread eagle on his king sized bed. He pulled down her top and her full breasts spilled out, her big pink nipples exposed to him. He had never seen such big nipples before in real life, only in photos and movies. She looked up at him and he said, "I have a gift for you my dearest." He bent his head down and...
“In January 2014 in the town of Sidi-Slimane, Morocco, a wanna-be jihadist named Haamid Muhammad put out a call for fighters against the great Satan - the United States - from a local internet café. Sidi-Slimane is 50 km north of Rabat,” I said. “Within 2 months he gathered over fifty fighters, with no money and few weapons. A Saudi junior prince Aabad Aabzaari was in Morocco and was one of the people Haamid befriended in the internet café,” I said. “Money suddenly became no problem and...
I was very hungry for a good sex session with any random man with a huge cock. When I returned home from Delhi, I learnt that my husband is also out of town for his usual conference. The very same evening I returned, I decided to head to a bar and see if I can get lucky. This bar was very popular for foreign tourists, and I have always fantasized about a white man fucking me. I entered the bar and sat at the counter ordering a gin and tonic, looking for white guys.I was wearing a pink shining...