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The 1950s

I look back on the 1950s now, an old man, and see myself as a college student, innocent, in khakis and the penny loafers and crew neck sweaters; Eisenhower was president, cars were big and sleek, television was small and black-and-white, and gay men were ‘faggots’ or ‘queers’ who lived in the shadows, coming out only to a few bars in every city, usually a dingy place where they could at least be themselves for a few hours; or, for the less genteel, in the men’s rooms of bus stations and...

The Practice Bed The nurses want me in it Why

THE PRACTICE BED ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan March 2003The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ...

Door Candy

Door Candy by Bryony Marsh "You are gonna love this shit, bud. My finest and weirdest yet!" Jamie should have been a great pharmacologist - and in a sense he was, only he didn't work for any of the major drug companies. He'd dropped out of the degree programme as soon as he'd "learned enough", and instead he spent his time inventing new and crazy highs. Matt, his roommate, looked at the proffered substance with some skepticism. It looked like burnt toffee. "What is it?" "I...

Shameless

Author's Note: I'm a big fan of Kate's terrific forced fem stories featuring the "Sissy Mister" store, so this is my attempt at writing something along those lines. However--because it's me--it's different, so while some elements may seem familiar to readers of those stories, I've tried to treat them primarily as loose inspirations. The biggest difference is that while forced fem stories focus on the humiliation aspect--and this story has plenty of that!--I quickly realized that the...

Spanish Class

Betty had thought it quite funny at the time. She and Martha, both sixty-five-years-old, had joined other granny-aged women and men at the Spanish class organised by the local social group. Everyone in the group was at least in their sixties, and some much older.Catalina had agreed to run the classes. She was eighteen-years-old and a student at the local college, and thought that helping all the oldies would be good fun, as well as good training for her chosen career as a teacher. However, she...

The Suitcase in the Attic

The Suitcase in the Attic Chapter 1: Taylor - Secrets and Suitcases "Thanks for driving down, we really appreciate it dear. Janet should be here around noon. She promised it would only take an hour to get pictures and make measurements." My mom was giving me one last hug and an unnecessary fourth or fifth expression of thanks. "Say 'hi' to Mari and the girls for me," I mumbled in her ear before opening the passenger door for her. She gave me an exasperated look, so I reluctantly...

The Landlord Part 6

The final part of the story, the full scope of the landlord and pimp Mr Wilton becomes apparent and it is all too late for the pretty little sissy. Her life has been taken over and she has gone a long way passed the part of no return. THE LANDLORD PART 6 CHAPTER 1 Thailand had been great to start with; we spent two weeks visiting Pattaya, a couple of islands and Bangkok. In the sleazy sex-tourist resort of Pattaya I saw the lady-boy whores at work. At first I was worried that...

My Downward Spiral

My Downward Spiral Author's note. Each chapter is told from the point of view of the character listed. I am a newish writer of fiction and am struggling with wanting to convey the feelings and perspective of my different characters. I hope it is not too confusing. Also, I have tried to use a few Japanese terms to add color to my writing. I believe Kasuga Senmu would, in English, be Senior Managing Director Kasuga. 1 - Shiori Tsukada, OL "Shiori, if I could interrupt your...

The Roxby Finishing School For Young Ladies

Kathy McGuire slowly worked her way through the list of roles she wished to apply for. There were not many for a newly graduated drama student. One seemed… interesting:“On-line reality show set in a simulated but fully authentic 50s Finishing School for young ladies to run for one month. Currently recruiting for students and teachers. Payment is by profit share. Send recent photo and application to - ” An email address was given for applications.She was not happy about the notion of payment by...

The Man Who Remembered Ch 02

[The story so far: Retired Soviet spy Lev Davidovich Bronshtein, his beloved wife Polina Abramovna recently died, agrees to meet an agent from his former employer at this apartment in Moscow. The former colleague, Oleg Sergeyevich Rykov, shows Lev files from the time when Lev was stationed in New York. Some historical and linguistic notes: Oleg refers to Russian premier Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin as ‘ours.’ This is because Putin formerly worked for the KGB, the Soviet spy agency. Oleg calls...

Pantry

Copyright Oggbashan July 2016. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ********************** I woke up feeling awful. My head pounded. My vision was blurred. I was stiff and lying on a hard surface slightly softened by a blanket underneath me. I tried to focus my eyes. I...

The House on Chestnut Avenue

THE HOUSE ON CHESTNUT AVENUE There are many old houses in our town, but none quite so sadly romantic as Number 27 Chestnut Avenue. It isn't a particularly large house; I would guess about four bedrooms, and is set back off the road in a reasonably sized garden - which is now much overgrown, to the point where it is virtually impossible to see the house from the road. The reason that Number 27 is both sad and romantic is that it has stood empty for the last sixty years quietly...

Genderwave The Astronauts

When the Genderwave swept around the world, it turned every man on Earth into a woman and every woman into a man. But not everyone was on Earth when this happened. In orbit high above the planet were seven men and women who would return to a world utterly transformed. GENDERWAVE: THE ASTRONAUTS by BobH (c) 2023 - Prologue - The motel lay just outside the sleepy town of Citrusville, some fifty miles from the Cape, and had seen better days. Not that such...

The Lure of Cock from the Closet

It's true. We desire cock. Our wives have no idea what goes on inside of us with this desire to submit...to cock. We hide it from everyone but in our minds it's a runaway train. To touch, feel, pull on, sniff, rub our faces in it, lick it, taste it, suck cock. We've done it before, maybe a short time or a long time ago. The specter of guilt and shame dampens but does not extinguish the flame of our desire for cock. To be unabated in our drive for cock, to be able to freely indulge with a cock...

Sissy Mission 6 Poodle Skirt Sissy

Sissy Mission 6: Poodle Skirt Sissy By Cheryl Alison I sat on the bench assessing my surroundings. It was a well-kept small town, with a cobblestone main street and nicely maintained historic buildings. Banners and awnings in the front of shops fluttered in the breeze, advertising everything from antiques to hardware. Since it was a town located on a large lake with lots of recreation opportunities, it was busy on this early June day. People strolled up...

Amazons The Other Side

When the Amazons passed from history into legend, the world thought it had seen the last of them. It hadn't, as brothers Jack and Chris Farren were about to discover... AMAZONS: THE OTHER SIDE by BobH (c) 2013 (This is a version of my story 'Amazons' retold from the pov of another character, Julie Gibson. It contains spoilers for 'Amazons', of course.) -1- I don't remember how old I was when I saw my first drag act on TV -...

Panty Polygamy

Panty Polygamy By Gingerfred Man Chapter One - Tuesday At three o'clock, that Tuesday, I slipped into a hot shower to begin my preparation for my Tuesday husband's five p.m. arrival. Mr. Richman is such a dear. Of all my five husbands, he's the one who appreciates my wifely, homebody femininity most. So I try to be extra femmy for him. Every Tuesday at precisely five p.m., his electronic key becomes active and he can enter my luxury apartment on the 6th floor of the...

Window Dressing

Window Dressing By Rubberwolf 2009?Story codes: f, reluctant, stuck, bd, toys.Angela had been working at the department store since she left college five years ago. She had picked up various qualifications to do with retail since then, but the main thing that had gotten her off of the shop floor and into window decoration had been her diploma in fashion, along with an A level qualification in art. She had started in underwear, but after a year, her flair for art and arranging displays had...

Effie

While I was puttering around the house getting my breakfast, the phone rang. I answered and was greeted by the voice of my oldest, Estelle. "Bonjour, cher papa. Ça va?" I smiled. I was proud of my children's bilingualism, but I couldn't keep up with them in French. "I'm fine, sweetheart. I'm gradually getting into a routine." "You know that you're always welcome to come and stay with us. The kids are always asking when grand-pére is coming. You'll just have to promise not to spend...

From an Outie to an InnieChapter 15

The Aboriginals of Australia are an interesting people. They have managed to hold on to their beliefs and old ways in spite of attempts to make them more civilized and Christian. I find their view of the world and creation, in what we have come to refer to as “Dreamtime,” to be fascinating. Depending on where the tribe is from the creator(s) differ. I’ve barely scratched the surface of the history of the Aboriginals of Australia, but to understand that there is a civilization that has roots...

The interracial Sexual Surrogate

There is just something that is so sinfully erotic about pregnant white women who's lovers, are black that is so appealing! To see pictures of an attractive naked white women knocked up with child,.. in the arms romantically of black men can be a most stimulating sinful experience! There are even white women that fantasize about having black seed pumped into their ripe and ready wombs and becoming pregnant by them! This story is set in the 70s and is about a poor childless young black...

The Lake Cave Ghost

Lake Gorndon was nestled high up in the forests of western Massachusetts, that forgotten place that wasn't quite Boston and wasn't quite upstate New York. Since the fall of 2002, it's been an empty valley with a thin river running through it--ever since the Water Company dissolved the hillside that kept it dammed up. Now, Lake Gorndon is just a little river, just another part of Dancing Beck Run, the long tributary system that waters most of Langdon County. They say the plan to drain the...

Lioness Limousine

In the spring of 1976, having passed my twenty-first birthday, I got a part-time job driving for a car service called Lioness Limousine. At that time I was a junior at the City College of New York but I wasn’t straining myself with the academic load of being a history major. I figured I might as well get a bit ambitious for once and do something with the spare time that accumulated outside of midterm and end-term requirements.In my first couple of months, I wound up having a regular customer, a...

White Slut Training Academy Orientation part 3

part 3 The white Slut Training Academy has some rather interesting and historical background along with the colorful and interesting way it came into being. Mitchaela Desade Van Semen is the philanthropist and benefactor of this all girls collage, and was the one, who's vision made it Possible. Mitch as a young girl was incredibly naive and innocent. This was a result of being raised in an indescribably brutally repressive and cloistered Catholic household by an absolutely...

Best Wife Ever 12 Days of Christmas

Introduction: Wife does something kinky for husband 12 days in a row. Best Wife Ever! 12 Days of Sexmas Note 1: A special thanks goes to Estragon for editing this story. Best Wife Ever! 12 Days of Sexmas My wife is amazing. I have listened to man after man complain about their wives. I have heard that once she says I do, she no longer does the dirty nasty shit she did when she was trying to trap you. Well, if that is the case, I guess you married the wrong woman. I, on the other hand, married...

The interracial Sexual Surrogate

Introduction: It is about a poor childless young black couple that desperately wants a child and the wife is unable to conceive. My wife is so good at having children, and we already have six! She has offered herself through a local service then finds out that the couple in need is black! The Sexual Surrogate There is just something that is so sinfully erotic about pregnant white women whos lovers, are black that is so appealing! To see pictures of an attractive naked white women knocked up...

Sucking Young Sucking Old

I have twin cousins named Dick and Eddie. They are four months older than me. Our mothers are sisters. Growing up we were always together, at their house, at our house or at Grandma’s house. We were like three brothers.Following graduating high school and prior to heading off to college, we decided to spend the summer goofing off and skinny dipping in our favorite swimming spot in the Scioto River underneath a railroad bridge called a trestle.Skinny dipping in the river was a fun thing and we...

Here s Looking At You

Sam held the black-and-white photograph of his first wife in the gnarled fingers of his hand. “Here’s looking at you, kid!” he said, holding it up towards his failing eyes, as much aware of the liver spot on the back of his hand as of Jenny’s prim beauty. Her hands were crossed over a pleated knee-length skirt and her face shone in the monochrome sunlight of a distant age. All Sam’s memories were in black and white. At the time they were all in the same colour as any photograph taken in the...

You Can t Hurry Love Chapter 3

Roxanna could scarcely believe it when she received a letter in the mail on that balmy May evening. It was from the dating service. No man had asked her out on a date since she split up with Jack nearly two months earlier. Roxanna eagerly tore open the envelope and read it. She couldn't believe it! Dan—the very same Dan whose own written profile had so intrigued her—the man she seemed to keep running into without getting to know each other—had read her profile! He wanted to ask her out. Was it...

the story of Pornographic film

Early years: 19th centuryImages from early Austrian erotic movies (about 1906, first image showing Am Sklavenmarkt) by photographer Johann Schwarzer and his Saturn Film companySee also: History of erotic depictionsProduction of erotic films commenced almost immediately after the invention of the motion picture. Two of the earliest pioneers were Frenchmen Eugène Pirou and Albert Kirchner. Kirchner (under the name "Léar") directed the earliest surviving erotic film for Pirou. The 7-minute 1896...

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dale felder's life story,written in many languages,english, german, russian, chinese, french, japanese,india,hindi,italian,hi friends im dale felder, im a author, designer, writer, photographer, and i live in sanfrancisco, california, you read my new photo books click the links below, here >(cafepress.com) http://www.cafepress.com/dalefelderdesigns.com http://www.blurb.com/books/3599526 http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/3640438 http://www.youtube.com/goodvibetv...

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hi friends im dale felder, im a author, designer, writer, photographer, and i live in sanfrancisco, california, you read my new photo books click the links here> http://www.blurb.com/books/3599526 http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/3640438 http://www.youtube.com/goodvibetv http://www.justin.tv/dalesblock http://www.facebook.com/dale.felderhi friends my name is mr dale felder I live in san Francisco California, and this is my life story, I came here to San Francisco in 1979, but I was...

My Mom

This a true story that happened many years ago in the 1950s. I lived with my mom and sister, my father was away, he was away a lot due to his job. One evening my mother went out with her two sisters leaving me to look after my younger sister. My sister went to bed and I stayed up reading waiting for mom to come back. She was late getting back and when she did she had obviously had too much to drink which was unusual for her as she rarely drank. Anyway one of her sisters brought her back and she...

A TS Fantasy 7

A TS Fantasy 7 By Paul G. Jutras (The following is a work of fiction, as much as I wish it was currently real) After being on hormones for a year, Paul and his family decided to take another family vacation down in Orlando. They could never get enough of the attractions. As Paula, he carefully used a Venus razor along his legs and arms, being careful not to slice his wrists and cut his legs. He wore a little Cover Girl foundation and Avon lipstick and eye shadow. Paula looked good...

Window On The Past

(Author's note: This turned out a little more narrative heavy than I originally intended. It's a fairly conventional science fiction story; well, for certain values of 'conventional', anyway.) WINDOW ON THE PAST By BobH. (c) 2002 There are moments when you realize life is good. They can be moments that alter your life completely, but more usually they are otherwise unremarkable moments when it dawns on you how blessed you are. It was a Saturday early in September, Cambridge...

Late Night Laundry

Late-Night Laundry By Emshonique It was almost midnight when I left the office, finally satisfied that the place wouldn?t implode when I left on my long-overdue vacation in the morning. I was just starting to enjoy the prospect of a week away from work, when I realized that I had no clean clothing to pack for my 6a.m. flight. So I hurried home, grabbed a bundle of clothes from my hamper and headed off to the laundry room. I dumped my clothing into a washer, dropped in a few...

Altered Fates X Files The Scam

ALTERED FATES/X-FILES: THE SCAM By Bob H. (c) 2003 FBI HEADQUARTERS WASHINGTON, DC. FBI agent Fox Mulder was starting to hate working alone. Hidden away as he was in the windowless room of a back basement accessible only via a corridor lined with dusty storage racks, he often felt both unappreciated and as forgotten as many in the bureau would like the X-files themselves to be. He sometimes went days without seeing another living soul between the time he entered the J. Edgar...

The Wotch Sea and Sky

This Fan fiction is based on characters of the on line comic copy wrote by Anne Onymous and Robin Ericson. THE WOTCH SEA AND SKY BY PAUL G. JUTRAS The coming storm made the day the darkest it could be. Paul screeched his bike outside of his school. He got off his bike, locked it too the rank and was about to let go when it happened. Green lighting stuck out of pink smoke. It hit Paul's metal bike and knocked him with the power of a mule kick to the ground. When he woke, he couldn't...

October Intervention

October Intervention By Tyrone Slothrop Chapter 1: Vacation Cruise The small yacht was going down as Emily looked through the storm. Fred was laying on the beach unconscious, completely tired after his futile attempts to swim out and get any supplies. Their ten year anniversary trip around the world was looking like their final vacation. Emily worried that after five days of insane seas and wind they were far off any shipping lanes. The island was anything but tropical, stuck...

My Neighbor Grace

I originally posted this on another site but re-posted here for the enjoyment of more readers.Growing up in small town on the Canadian prairies during 1950s, held a vast storehouse of lust filled fantasies for many young men and women. It was an era when the young married ladies of the day hardly dared to set foot outside of the house without looking or trying to look like the glamor models that they read about in Life magazine. The only time this cardinal rule was broken was when there was an...

Taffeta Torment 3

John stood idly at the window as a shaft of afternoon sunlight swept across his bedroom, a frothy affair draped in shimmering pink satins and purple silks that adorned his bedspread and almost every nook and cranny of the heavily scented boudoir. Just a few weeks before, his bedroom had been a ramshackle, dishevelled pit that wreaked of stale beer and sweat and whose only colouring was the shade of unwashed laundry. He recalled that fateful first meeting with Joyce. Her...

Taffeta Torment 4

Taffeta Torment 4 By David Royce DEPRIVATION DAY. John loathed and longed for it in equal measure, the one day he was freed not from his shackles, no that would never do, but from his taffeta immersion. Not that it felt much like freedom but then Joyce had designed the day only to further her total control over a young man of whom she was growing increasingly fonder and possessive with each passing day. Strange how things had worked out. The more Margaret had concentrated all...

Agent Zulo The Cabal

In Altered Fates: Agent Zulo we met an amnesiac private eye with the same abilities as the Medallion of Zulo but no idea who he was or how he came by them. In this story, we get a few answers...and some more questions. AGENT ZULO: THE CABAL by BobH (c) 2012 Note: This story is a direct sequel to 'Altered Fates: Agent Zulo' and contains spoilers for that tale. - 1 - Maria watched me from the the other side of the hotel room...

JLA The Greater Good

JLA: THE GREATER GOOD by BobH (c) 2014 When Green Lantern Hal Jordan is transformed into a woman it leads to surprising revelations about his teammates, but what dark secret lies behind them? A tale of the LGBT Justice League of America. ****************** All characters herein are owned by DC Comics. ****************** Note: This story is set after FICTIONS, the first of the LGBT JLA tales, and contains spoilers for that one. If you haven't already, you should...

Magic Depot Changed My Life

'Magic Depot Changed My Life' Today I'm wearing Sally Cooper - DNA from the nearest Magic Depot superstore of course. I'm hoping that appearing as the popular newsreader will put my interviewee at ease, more than my normal male self would have done. I have arranged to meet her in Anna Miller's, where she works as a waitress. It's an appropriate venue. Anna Miller's is a restaurant that is a version of a chain of restaurants in Japan, that itself imitates western restaurants. So a...

Taffeta Torment VII

George felt nervous. He was sweating as he walked up the drive to the Taffeta Torment mansion. He felt all alone but most of all he felt ashamed. Since what he thought would be his perfect marriage to Margaret, she had hardly deigned to speak to him. At least before they had common interests in opera, theatre and the cinema and how George loved it when she made the effort to dress for the occasion. Once, when they were attending a Puccini opera at the local theatre, she had knocked him...

Laura part 11

"Hey, fellow teenager!" Suriya giggles as she answers her front door and ushers me into her home. "Your birthday was three days ago, you can't celebrate it for the whole week!" Priya laughs at her younger sister. "Just watch me!" Suriya retorts. "Everyone else is here, all the other FOUR girls..." I grin as I realise what Suriya means when she says there are four other girls besides me, her sister and herself- and when I step into her kitchen, I giggle at the sight of Ashley in the...

St Searle s Academy The New Class part 9

She was now a society madam supplying call girls to the rich and powerful, but for decades she was the most feared man in America. Here it is: the secret history of J. Edgar Hoover. ST. SEARLE'S ACADEMY: THE NEW CLASS - part 9 by BobH (c) 2017 - 18 - Unlike many of her colleagues in Congress, Senator Abigail Carson had never before set foot in the establishment discreetly housed in the beautiful 19th century town house in Washington's Georgetown...

How I Met My Wife

How I Met My Wife As I write this I consider myself one of the luckiest people on the planet. I say "people" and not a man because while technically, or at least anatomically speaking, I am a very very lucky man. I am lucky because I realize that at this point in my life it is clear to me that I have become exactly what I knew deep down I wanted to be. My life at this moment is exactly as I have manifested. That I met my wife Abigail while working in a high powered job as a...

A Boy Lost 3

This is the conclusion of the story. For it to make sense, you should read the first two parts prior to reading this one. All characters are a product of my imagination and any similarity to any person, real or fictional is purely coincidental. I wish to thank Ananabelle Brito for reviewing and making meaningful suggestions, most of which I have adopted to make the story more readable. She has a great website. If you haven't looked at it I suggest that you do. The link is Forced...

Transaction

Transaction By Lisa Lovelace THURSDAY The grandfather clock in the entrance hall struck six. I had half an hour to change into my evening uniform and prepare for my nightly meeting with Ms. N, after which I would set the table for dinner at eight. Just her tonight, no guests. I climbed the rear stairs to my quarters in the attic, shed my gray two-inch pumps and wiggled tired toes in momentary relief. I stripped off the ruffled work apron, the mob cap and the gray cotton dress...

Michelle and Jeri Part 4

Michelle and Jeri, Part 4 I stumbled out of bed and decided to make Jeri breakfast. I brought a tray with fresh coffee, juice, scrambled eggs and bacon into his bedroom where he was passed out on top of the covers, spread eagled and naked. I licked my lips at the sight of his hairless, muscular body and perfect ass. I had come a long way incredibly quickly but here I was, wearing a little apron carrying breakfast into the bedroom for my lover, a large, powerfully built man. "Knock...

The honey trap

09/06/2012THE HONEY TRAPIn a side street in a discreet bar in the UK, a group of people drank illicitly as the clock reached towards 2 am at an exclusive drinking waterhole/night clubAmongst that collection of drinkers was a cluster who sat on an exclusive table, an ill-assorted faction of people, drawn to each other by a common cause Angie. A property landlady, who rented out rooms in the area and above her pub to prostitutes for extra income. Tony, a local entrepreneur who liked a good...

After The Fire

Chapter 1: A Life Ablaze Virginia. April 1956 It was the extreme heat that brought Robert Tierney out of his stupor. Gaining consciousness quickly, he saw the flames splashing around him, the walls were already consumed by fire and the roof of the shed was aflame looking ready to collapse. Pulling himself onto his unsteady legs he could hear the sirens in the distance. Stumbling to the door, he reached for the handle, quickly pulling back his hand at the extreme temperature of...

Slave of the Outcast

Chapter 1Charles Greene and his three mates were loitering around the lower floor of the mall. There were lots pf people in the mall. Kids running around and screaming. Cliques of women pacing around, carrying bags of purchases. Elderly couples eating their ice cream cones. Charles Green’s mates were also his classmates and their names were Jim, Casper and Norman. They had finally finished their secondary school education. They had finally finished school and were now on holiday....

Sexocracy

PRELUDE TO A FEVER DREAM You are Aldous Huckleberry, a 51-year old Chief Editor at the i-Ballz Social Media News Division, European branch. You kinda wish you weren't. First off, you'd always resented your parents for giving you such a stupid, dumbshit name. The least your father could have done was change his last name while it was still legal, or at least possible to get done within 15 years. Couldn't trust those E.U. bureaucrats these days to furnish you with a driver's license, let alone...

A Present From Vivienne

I am happy to receive comments and PM’s. As always, I welcome your thoughts and constructive criticism. -------------- I haven’t lived this long by being reckless. Other vampires wish for the old days, but I am glad they are gone. Too many diseases and not enough population to hide a blood drained sickly body. In the old days, it was easily noticed and all too easy to raise a pitchfork carrying bloodthirsty mob. Now it is easier, although a blood drained body brings a lot more attention and...

Lorna s Eightieth

Lorna's Eightieth By Cassandra Lane I'd never met her, in fact I wasn't really aware she existed, and that was no surprise. The only family members still alive who had known Lorna at all were my mother Elizabeth and Aunt Kirstie, and they retained only vague memories from infancy. As a result, my brother, sister and I were not told about our connection to what had been a famous event in the early 1950s, long before we were born. After the breakup up of the marriage, my grandmother...

Barford File 3 The Sandbergs Chapters IX and X FINAL

IX: Happy Little Clouds The sounds of violence stirred Spencer Drucker out of his sleep. Gun violence, grenade explosions, screaming victims, hollered expletives...all of it a couple of doors down from where he shared his room with his wife, Patricia. Only this wasn't actual violence, but rather the mayhem within the pixellated atmosphere of a videogame released by an independent game studio called Arsenal Interactive. The game was called Concrete Jungle, and it was the most...

The Perfect Husband A Hypno Sissywife Story

Carla-Jean took another drag of her cigarette, savoring the sensations of the exhale for as long as she could. She'd been off cigs for a couple of years, up until she had that first fight with Mason. The moment he threw the first bottle, and then the first slap, well... She'd been through a pack every few days for a while now. She glanced over to the woman in the driver's seat, Shannon. Carla-Jean had known Shannon since they were best friends all the way back in first grade. Despite...

Daisy s Girls

Daisy's Girls. By Tanya H. Part One. Love. By the time Daisy revealed that when she looked at passing women she wasn't just admiring their hair, shoes and clothes, I'd already fallen hopelessly in love with her. Happily, I was laid back and open-minded enough, and secure enough in my own self-esteem, not to feel threatened - and she would have known that before she came out to me. After all, I knew something of her ex-boyfriends and that hadn't changed my feelings for her, so why...

My Uncle Henry and My Incredible Life

How to describe my uncle Henry? He was a complicated chap. He was really as crooked as anything, yet he would never do anything to wrong another person. Make no mistake, if someone tried to take the piss out of him, he would be an implacable foe and would deal with them accordingly. In general, he did not, to use that age old expression, ‘sail close to the wind’ at times. What he would do was get a ruddy huge steamboat and sail wherever the fuck he wanted. Our family originally came from the...

A Night in Brighton

Friday 28 November 1952 Our one night together in Brighton began by us meeting as arranged in the concourse of London Bridge railway station, at five in the afternoon to catch the 17.15 train. I had already picked up the first class tickets from the office. There was a freezing pea-souper in London that Friday afternoon in late November and you could barely see a hand in front of your face. As the weather was so bad I left my rented house in Croydon half an hour early so I was waiting for her...

Old Friends Become Special Friends

Authors note: Readers from the post pill age will find the first part of this story incredible. They will find it hard to believe that the repressed behaviour described was normal for many of us of our generation. The incidents described in that part of the story are all based on actual events in the lives of myself or close acquaintances. In those days too, airfares and international phone calls were many times less affordable than they are now. Of course there was no Skype or anything like...

The Electrician s HaremChapter 24

I realized that I had to let Diane know I recognized her commitment, loyalty, and determination. I needed to be as warm and affectionate with all the girls as I possibly could. I worked my arm around Diane and pulled her close. I whispered, “I love you Diane,” in her ear. Diane turned her face up to me and we kissed. We knew each other so well that we could kiss warmly but without it looking wildly passionate, yet we could each feel the passion burning just below the surface. Diane usually...

All for the Love of a GirlChapter 10

“The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.” Audrey Hepburn I need to backtrack a little for this next part. It was about three months after the first birthday party for Thomas I first noticed something was different about Mindy. Before I start telling the next part of our story, I need to explain something about myself, and also about Jennifer, Mindy and Sara. As you know, I am Southern to the bone! Part of that Southern heritage is one of my all-time favorite foods is fried...

Life Less LivedChapter 4

Wednesday, 4 shopping days to Christmas Marina didn’t wake until it was already light outside, when she found herself alone in Sophie’s bed. She hadn’t heard Sophie get up before her in the morning. She noticed it was about nine in the morning. Outside, the view from the front bedroom window was fantastic. There was thick white snow as far as the eye could see under a thick leaden sky. The house was completely surrounded, or at least from where she could see, by fields, hedges and woods, no...

Utopian RefugeeChapter 9

Jane had been tied to the bed for four days, and was beginning to develop sores on her body. Her wrists were rubbed raw from fighting against the bindings. Being naked was humiliating enough, but wearing an adult diaper only compounded it. The hours spent lying in bed and staring at the ceiling gave her lots of time to consider her situation. She knew she was at the mercy of a serial killer. At any moment he could decide the future would be better off without her there to influence it. She...

UpgradeChapter 5 Triad Seduces Reese New House Sex Play

Trish came up to Reese. She stroked her cheek with one hand, and then leaned in and tenderly kissed her on the lips. At first Reese appeared to be a statue, but by the fourth or fifth kiss on her succulent lips she’d started to respond. Reese said in a near whisper, “I’ve never kissed a woman.” Pam said softly, “Be like Katy Perry, remember her song ‘I Kissed a Girl and I Liked It’? So, did you like kissing Trish?” “Yes, I did. A lot. It’s ... different ... but really nice.” Pam moved to...

Miss Amanda JonesChapter 2

It’s my wedding day. The ink is drying on the proper lines, and the seals are embossed on the documents, so I’m legally a Mrs. now. It’s a little bizarre and surreal. I’m fourteen and married, and tonight I get to legally make love to my husband and best friend. After our honeymoon, I have to be back in school. I’ll undoubtedly be the topic of most of the gossip at school. I’m hoping no one gives Randy a bad time about having a fourteen-year-old wife. The principal knows about our wedding,...

Slave of the OutcastChapter 30

First week of October – Tuesday Charles was having lunch with Brady and the gang at a diner called The Elvis. It was diner modeled after American diners from the 1950s, and named after the famous singer Elvis Presley, known to the rest of the world as the King of Rock and Roll. Despite the fact that Constantinople's Lot was a small town, there were some who were fans of the legendary singer and wanted to temporarily live a 1950s American setting. For those people, this diner was the place...

Sarah at the Auction

Sarah agreed to help at a 1950s Charity auction you know walking about with the item or the show card To get into the mood she went onto e bay and bought a real sexy 1950s bra and pantie set in pink a rock n roll skirt and tight white blouse. Any way on the night the auction went well all the normal charity stuff dinners, men doing gardens in jock shorts, women washing cars in t shirts etc etc any way coming to the end was few £100 short of target the auctioneer Ken asked for any last minute...

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One afternoon Holly and I were hanging out at a coffee shop in Manhattan. Along the way we got to talking about role-play games. We had already done some of those, but she proposed a new one.Holly started describing it. “We’re going to be playing a pick-up game. Have you heard of those?”“No; I’m not up on them.”“What they are is this: two people pretend they don’t know each other. Then one picks up, or tries to pick up, the other one, as if they had just met. Presumably, this has to be in some...

There s Something in the Water Chapters 1 to 5

Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Late 1950s, somewhere in the Midwest … The stars shone bright on a cold night. Three high school seniors strode out of the malt shop and flipped up the collars on their jackets against the frigid breeze. Their footfalls echoed around the empty street as they made their way down the narrow sidewalk. Their bikes waited from them, leaning against a dark, forlorn street sign. As they left the lights, laughter, and conversation...

There s Something in the Water Chapters 5 to 10

By RawlyRawls This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain. If you want to read lots more stuff, vote on new stories, or support my writing, please visit: Also, all characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older. Late 1950s, somewhere in the Midwest … Chapter 5 Linda sat in a soft chair in the church’s bright, quiet back office. She took a deep breath. She was safe in the house of God. She should have come to Him sooner. Pastor Neilson watched his parishioner...

Emily s First Solo Holiday Part 01

by Vanessa Evans Part 01 Hi, my name is Emily and this is what I did when I went on holiday on my own. I’m 22 years old, slim 30A 23 29, with shoulder length strawberry blonde hair, 5 feet nothing tall. I’ve been told that I have a cute little bubbly butt. I’m an engineer who shares an apartment with 2 others, both men. I was engaged to a really nice guy (not 1 of my apartmentmates). The problem was that he started to get all possessive and prudish when I started buying clothes for the...

Coldsteel Ch 03

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

Maggie May Jake Rivers

Author’s Note: Several authors are coming out with stories based on the various versions of ‘Maggie May’ or ‘Maggie Mae.’ The story titles will be: ‘Maggie May – author’s pseudonym’ e.g. ‘Maggie May – Jake Rivers’ The storyline might use any version or combinations of versions of the song. Some of the possibilities are by: Rod Stewart, John Lennon, Yoko Ono, Suzanne Vega and any of the various traditional versions from England (an early version of this song dates to before 1830, and it was...

Carley Ch 12

The Soft Hammer Carley, Chapter 12 This story takes place in the universe of Carley and Jack some time after chapter 9 and was written as a stand-alone story. It starts the way a couple of others do, but goes in a different direction. I wrote this during the spring love bug season of 2015. Thor sat back and looked at the circuit board on the bench in front of him. A light wisp of smoke from his last solder point slowly dissipated in the breeze from the ceiling fan. ‘It should work now,’...

Minorities Rule Tomorrow s America

The world is such a strange place. Seriously. Human beings simply can’t seem to get along. And nowhere are human relations as complicated as they are within the United States of America. Diversity exists here, or so they say. In America, you see such a mix of people. And power changes hands more often here than anywhere else. Where else could you see the wonders and the horrors that I have seen? My name is Steve. A six-foot-one, big and bulky, openly bisexual Black male college graduate and...

Uncaging Our Hearts

The 1950s (hiding in cages)"Gross indecency" is what they call it in British law. Homosexual men are prosecuted. However, strangely enough, sex between women is not criminalized. Therefore, the men who are attracted to other men have to hide their feelings. Many do what is expected and marry women - living a lie. Gay men deny their hearts and true feelings. Sadly, they love in silence. Tom and Hank work together in quiet, setting up their tent along the banks of the river. Anticipation fills...

Out of Focus Pt 01

—————- This story has a very slow start. But, I believe that, once you make it to Parts 2, 3, and 4, you will find that it begins to gain sufficient speed. So, please hang in there … Flavian —————- Chapter 1 Well, I had finally seen it. My grandfather’s headstone was no different from any of the others–marble, simple, neatly aligned with others in its row, and even aligned with others in almost any direction I looked throughout the Fort Snelling National Cemetery, just outside of the...

Frankie and Penny

During the 1950s, Frankie worked for a mid-level mobster named Pete Sargeni or better known as Big Pete. Frankie was a flunky and acted mostly as a gofer for Pete. Pete kept him around for two reasons. First, Frankie could always be depended upon to do exactly as told without asking why. Second, Frankie had a gorgeous buxom wife, Penny ,that Pete loved fucking.Pete never could quite understand how a mouse like Frankie ever wound if with a sexy hot wife like Penny. What Pete did not know was...

In The Dead of Night

It is perhaps understandable that Michael Chapman learned about love from the only teacher to ever read his mind, to touch his heart — indeed, to reach his very soul. It was prescient that she did so only when the rest of his world was asleep, blanketed in the anonymity of each day’s darkest hours. For it was during these times that he felt most alone, most vulnerable. Michael, the sixth and youngest sibling of a suburban, lower middle-class family was by nature reclusive and introspective....

Appointment in Balmorhea

Balmorhea Springs, Texas, May 25,1985, 3p.m. The grass pressed against Ernesto’s back while he gazed up at a blue sky dotted with white pillows. Nearby, children played Marco Polo in the two acre spring-fed artesian pool, that rested on the edge of 46 acres dotted with cottonwood trees. Ernesto could almost reach and grab the foothills of the Davis Mountains, in southwest Texas. Ernesto Sanchez was a good Catholic. He would go to heaven. But, he would rather spend eternity here, at Balmorhea...

My Day Of Liberation

The country had been at war for six long years. At the start of the 1950s things began to improve. My sister was a helper at our local church. Nothing wonderful just to help out generally with the evening functions in the church hall. I was not over keen on the idea but I went along with it.I had never been so bored. My first evening was assisting a group of about thirty stamp collectors? The meeting lasted three hours. I could have screamed. As my sister and I walked home she did her best to...

My Best Friend s Mom 2

Honestly I felt bad because I wasn’t even the first one to notice. I only had 2 classes with Mike each day, the first 2, but an equally nerdy friend of ours, Paul, had 4… the last 4 of the day, 2 before lunch, then the two afterwards. One day he asked me why Mike was always missing class, and I didn’t know what he meant. It turns out that Mike would only miss the WHOLE day once a month or so, but was missing the last 2 or 3 classes (plus lunch) at least once a week. I asked how long this had...

A Beautiful Black Wedding

My friends call me E.T. but my real name is Eric Theodore Jr. A six-foot-two, lean and ruggedly handsome young Black man living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the city of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti, but raised in Boston, Massachusetts. Later, I moved to Canada. Recently, I graduated with a bachelor’s degree in Criminology from Carleton University. Also known as Canada’s Capital University. Graduation Day was one of the happiest days of my life. However, it pales compared to...

Christmas Angel

“Elfi,” a male voice barked, directly to my left. I winced as the sound exploded against my eardrums, and angry flecks of saliva slapped against my cheek. “Get back to fucking work. Now!”If that sounded harsh written in English, let me tell you it actually made my skull vibrate in the original German. German is a perfect language for shouting.The words came from my boss, Klaus Richter, Head of Entertainment at the Christmas market in Berlin, where I worked. My muscles tensed, my hands started...

Twin Exposure Ch 04

Chapter 04: Finding Sky Blue and Cloud ‘You son of a bitch, I ought to kick your ass up and down the parking lot,’ I shouted at Mike as he climbed out of his car that next morning at work. He immediately ducked back into the car until he saw it was me. ‘Yeah, you know you deserved it.’ ‘Whoa, whoa, what is going on? What did I do?’ he asked. ‘You know what you did, you fucking asshole.’ ‘No, I’m serious, I have no idea why you’re so pissed.’ ‘Try the Carousel, the twins… you got any idea...

Producer Director

Author’s Note: Considerably longer and somewhat softer than typical for this site. Hopefully worth the time for those interested in character development in a plausible reality. Chapters do not stand alone and should be read in sequence. Chapter 1 At my age it’s more difficult than it used to be to enjoy the charms of younger women. That’s OK, though. With lots of free time and a little money I’ve found a way to stay interested in sex and satisfied with life. I like to envision myself as the...

Contracts of Skin Enslaved to the Sorority s Demon

Exposed to the hard spattering of raindrops, I had never been smaller than at my grandmother's graveside. Grandma Carolina Haverton MacKinley herself was small next to my great grandmother, Helen Haverton, who took "Haverton-Gibson" as her married name. Grandma Helen worked her husband, an architect, to found a construction and real estate empire. She began in Portland. Our properties now dominated areas as far south as California's Sacramento delta. My mother managed it now.My mother wept...

50 s Family A Sister s Virginity

Summary: Virgin sister becomes obsessed with twin brother’s big cock. Note 1: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, Hey All, thor_pf and Wayne for editing. 50’s Family: A Sister’s Virginity “Please, Dad,” I begged. “I already told you,” my father insisted in his infuriating old school way. “The answer is no, you cannot. Not unless you double date with Adam and Tiffany.” “But you let him go to the drive-in by himself,” I pointed out, feeling like a whiney teenager, which...

A Return To Masturbating

Two things have caused me to return to masturbation as my single source of sexual gratification. The first is becoming a widower 3/8/15 and the second is this damn coronavirus.I never really stopped masturbating, but it was greatly reduced when I was married way back on 4/23/60. My masturbating began to increase again during the 14 months I spent as a full-time caregiver for my late wife, during her valiant struggle with pancreatic cancer.I was a late bloomer and did not get into masturbating...

Avenging Angel chapter 2

I lay in my hotel bed and mulled over the ‘evening’s entertainment’, as Mandy called it, until sustained arousal compelled me to masturbate. During the moments before I came I found myself recalling sex with Laura. Annoyed, I showered, made a cup of coffee and forced myself to consider the film’s implications. I tuned into the hotel’s Wi-Fi. If ‘Castration Festivals’ were real events, I reasoned, there must be evidence for men disappearing without explanation and perhaps reappearing after...

Ruby s New Life Ch 7 1

“Looks like you adjusted to that one quickly. Let’s move a size up.” He grabbed the next size, labeled 7” and 1 ½” in diameter. It tapered down to only 1” at the base. I grunted a little as I struggled to adjust to it and Grandpa seemed satisfied. As the day before, walking was hard to get used to. I shook a little and struggled to get my stride. Grandpa laid out my clothes for church, “Sent over by Kyle this morning.” I looked at the strange garments. “Um, Grandpa?” I...

Care Givers

In the mid 1950s my wife’s cousin lost her husband to testicular cancer. She had been shunned by her immediate family for marrying outside her religious and ethnic background. My wife pleaded with me for us to take her and her young daughter in. They were penniless and had nowhere else to go.So, bending to my wife’s wishes, we drove to Beaver Falls, Pennsylvania from Columbus, Ohio, and collected Sylvia and little Danielle.After initially expressing her gratitude, Sylvia never spoke another...

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