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Blue Panties at My Ankles

Note: This story is a Harry Lime and Velda Mazursky co-authored story. Part I Julie liked to fly the red-eye shuttle between DC and New York. It was easy to get taxis from the airports at that time of night. The day in the Nation's Capital had been unusually hectic because of the budget tensions. The entire town was getting down on one side or the other. Bigger government and more services. Or cut back on spending. Everyone was talking and no one was listening. It reminded her of the...

Blue Eyes Crying

My wife of forty-five years was lying there on the bed. I was resting in the reclining chair right next to her. She had taken a turn for the worse, with only days to live. I wasn't going to let her die alone. I promised her from the day we were married that I'd be by her side, till death us do part. The extended care unit of the hospital told me I should go home and get some sleep, but I let them know I wasn't going anywhere; I was staying with Mary. Mary is and has always been the love...

Blue Light Special

Thanks to the knee doctor for editing help. Callie and I had been at it for two days now: arguing that is. One of our close friends, Ben Sorensen, was having a birthday celebration and my wife's old boy friend, Clay Bixler, was going to be there. Clay, Callie, and I all went to high school together. Callie and I became a couple after she broke up with Clay over something I don't even remember. Clay went to Yale and I went to MIT. Although Callie and I remained a couple, she still continued a...

Blue HandChapter 6

By the time evening was falling, the soldiers of the Border Patrol had produced bowls and spoons from their packs and were waiting for Porter to declare dinner ready to eat. The stew was thick and rich from the masa root flour thickened in deer fat; it did not compare to his chicken gravy of old in Porter’s mind, but his cooking impressed everyone else. The true compliment was watching the rest of them eat without conversation because their mouths were too busy chewing and slurping. No one...

Strange Dreams

Introduction: Haunting dreams of a past encounter with a dog. Im writing this for two purposes, the first is to tell a story of something that happened about twelve years ago. The other is to get something off my chest and this site was recommended to me as a good place for it. First the story. Twelve years ago, while my parents were away on vacation they asked me to drop in on their house daily to check on things and feed and walk Petey, their Dalmatian. I was glad to do it, being an animal...

Sweet Dreams

Based on a true story. Sweet Dreams Chapter One: The Tease It had been a long night’s work. I was working third shift at a local retail chain store stocking shelves. This was back in the early eighties before they all started staying open 24 hours. It was 8am and I was supposed to leave at 6. Over time again…I didn’t mind, I liked the extra money, I needed it. I was young, only eighteen and I still lived with my parents. I wanted my own place so I was hoarding money like a miser. I was...

Endless Dreaming

She looked up and he wasn’t there. “When will this dream become a reality?”, she thought. How her body ached for male hardness, pressing into her, pounding her flesh into orgasmic bliss. She reached down and touched herself, felt her warm outer lips, her swollen clit ready to burst. Her fingers entered into her wetness, one, then two, in and out, then massaged her clit slowly and then fiercely until her body arched in orgasm. She laid there, exhausted from orgasm but at the same time,...

Beyond Your Kinky Dreams

Copyright (c) LrningDom All Rights Reserved You were bored. Bored with life, with work, with being alone. You wanted thrills… passion… excitement. You also wanted to fulfill your fantasies. Childhood fantasies of being hypnotized like people you saw on television. Teenage visions of wild sex, of being controlled and commanded, becoming the young girl who made herself a wiling sex slave. Adult dreams of exploring BDSM, once you learned what BDSM was, of being tied up and used for someone...

Visitor from my dreams

Visitor from my dreams At first, i thought she was a nightmare, the girl in my dreams. For I was a boy, or supposed to be. So where could this girl I dreamed of being come from? Then there were the nightmares in truth, but she was not the monster in them, but rather a victim - a prisoner, tormented and captive. And because I associated her with pain, for a long time, I did not, could not seek her out willingly. As I got older, and attained some measure of distance from my...

Studio of Dreams

The following story may be copied for private reading, but not sold or distributed without permission from the author. All characters and situations are fictional. ----- From the celestial morass of dust and gas the harmony of the heavens are spun. In the singular mind of science design where all hands of creation are one. But eyes as mine savor a more earthly wine and wonder if so singular a song is sung. Might a ravens shrill cupids bow or poets quill be the harmony...

Wet Dreams

My wife, Penny, was on the West Coast on business, so I was alone on my birthday and went to bed early. Barely asleep, I suddenly woke as if there had been a loud noise. Sitting up, I saw a face, seeming to float a few feet away.“What the fuck!” I exclaimed, turning on the light.Framed in long black hair, the pale face of a woman, dressed in a black leather catsuit, had created the illusion.“Who are you? How did you get in here?” I demanded.“I am Morphia,” her voice was musical. “You no doubt...

Dreamscape

It is Delilah's 18th birthday. She is surround by her friends and family, as they sing happy birthday. Delilah closes her bright blue eyes as she blows out the candles atop her cake, wishing someone would whisk her away on an epic adventure. The crowd around her cheers. The party goes on for another hour before everyone begins to leave. Delilah help her mother clean up the house, and then gets ready for bed. It is a warm night so Delilah decides to sleep in the nude. She unbuttons her jean...

Strange Dreams

I’m writing this for two purposes, the first is to tell a story of something that happened about twelve years ago. The other is to get something off my chest and this site was recommended to me as a good place for it. First the story. Twelve years ago, while my parents were away on vacation they asked me to drop in on their house daily to check on things and feed and walk Petey, their Dalmatian. I was glad to do it, being an animal lover. All went well for the most part, instead of going over...

Professor Kane s Erotic Dreams

Professor Joel Kane’s eyes began to glaze over as he read what he dearly hoped was the last page of the ecology student essay: ‘What a thrill it would be to walk the plains of North America as they were in the Pleistocene Age, twelve thousand years ago. To see great herds of camels, mammoths, and ground sloths, and other species of megafauna that soon became extinct. Now they exist only as fossils.’ Joel took another sip of decaf, seeing by the clock in his study that it was nearly midnight....

Jenny s Dream

The quiet background music changed to a somber processional march. The congregation rose quietly and turned toward the center aisle. The procession was lead by a priest in full ceremonial vestments. The only unusual item was the stole. The usual brightly colored stole was replaced by one of black velvet, which contrasted sharply with the flowing, white robes. The priest was followed by two acolytes. One carried polished brass cross on a tall pole. The other carried a folded satin cloth. Six...

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