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The Car Wash

I’m down the car wash for the usual wash and beach. In front of me I see a lady between 45 and 50, in a summer dress that looks like all that’s holding it together is a belt around the middle. The attendant takes her request, and while she’s getting a bag out the boot, the attendant sees to me. We more or less end up leaving our cars at the same time and surprisingly both headed towards the direction of the beaches. I’m normally shy but it seemed we were both heading for the nudist beach, so I...

Carter s Exploits part three The Dirty Mob Boss Girl

Two Weeks Later It had been too long for Carter to go without Julia. He had barely managed to masturbate in the time she had been away. It just wasn't the same. Her fleshy folds around his cock. The feel of her juices as they exploded on his length. Her strangled screams as she shattered atop him. It made him throbbing hard and needy for the real thing that instant. "I miss you, Julia..." Carter whispered under his breath as he looked to the bulge in his pants. He missed her so much that it...

Caroline rsquo s Unexpected Visitors

David and I were sitting in our lounge one Saturday evening having a glass or two of wine whilst chatting and watching TV. Just then the doorbell rang and we both stopped mid sentence and looked at each other. Who the hell is that at this time of night I asked. It wasn’t that late being just gone ten but late enough to not be expecting callers. I’ll get it David said jumping up rather enthusiastically which was out of the ordinary for him. I could just make out the sound of men’s voices and...

Carlos Bitch

There were usually not many cars at this time at night or in this part of town Disclaimer:? This story is a work of fiction and includes adult situations and extreme acts of sexual depravity, including rape and torture.? It is intended for adults only.? If you are under the age of eighteen or, in some jurisdictions, twenty-one, do not continue past this point.? If you desire to read on, it is by your own choice and responsibility as a free adult in a free society.? All characters in...

Postcards Ch 03

Author’s Note: Kwajalein is a real place, as is the battle, the sunken Prinz Eugen, even the two pine trees. I encourage you to google the island. Chapter 3 Depart: 8:20 a.m. Arrive: 5:40 p.m. Tues., May 29 Tues, May 29 Guam (GUM) Kwajalein, Marshall Isl (KWA) One stop. Time on ground 0.45 Travel Time: 7 hr 20 mn Distance: 1,590 miles Flight:UA755 Aircraft: Boeing 737-800 Fare Class: United Economy (Y) Meal: Breakfast No Special Meal Offered. Sheila: The previous night had a surreal...

Postcards

POSTCARDS. BY CASSANDRA ANACONDA MORRISON Tiresias Tiresias (tire' shes, -sees) (tire' shes, -sees), in Greek mythology, blind soothsayer who appears in many legends, and who, according to Ovid's METAMORPHOSES, lived for 20 years as a man and 20 years as a woman. FRANK & DORIS CASWELL April 17 1974 Riverton Blvd. Apt. 9 Honeywell, Tx 79606 Dear Frank & Doris: Well, our trip got off to a great start. The wife and I are really enjoying...

Postcards from The Estate Deidre s First Day

[This postcard is about Deidre, whose wife has signed him up for a weekend of training as a Restoration chambermaid.] Postcards from The Estate: Deidre's First Day By Eugene Webber As he checked his e-mail, Colin was surprised to find a message for Deidre, his feminine alter-ego. The only other person who knew of her was his wife. At her insistence, Deidre was kept securely in the closet except for one or two weekends a month, and then they went several hundred miles away to...

Postcards From THE ESTATE My Wife My Pimp Chap 1

POSTCARDS FROM THE ESTATE: MY WIFE, MY PIMP, PART 1: I BECOME A WOMAN 1946EW "Remember," my wife said, kissing the tip of her forefinger and pressing it to my lips lightly, so as not to muss my lipstick, "Keep track of everything you do with the St. Clairs. We've let them have too many extras." I kissed her finger looking directly into he eyes. Wordlessly, I opened the passenger side door and swung my nylon-encased legs out, planting my three-inch heels firmly on the pavement...

Postcards From the PacificChapter 3 Kwajalien

Depart: 8:20 a.m. Arrive: 5:40 p.m. Tues., May 29 Tues, May 29 Guam (GUM) Kwajalein, Marshall Isl (KWA) One stop. Time on ground 0.45 Travel Time: 7 hr 20 mn Distance: 1,590 miles Flight:UA755 Aircraft: Boeing 737-800 Fare Class: United Economy (Y) Meal: Breakfast No Special Meal Offered. Sheila: The previous night had a surreal quality. For one thing, it was the middle of the day in New Jersey. Sean can fall asleep any time, anywhere, which is a skill I envy. He says he...

Cary Continues

“Did I hear that right?” Andrea asked, as she walked into the kitchen where Cary and I had been talking about the previous night’s activities. “Did you say you didn’t love me?” I shook my head. I was trapped. There was no correct answer. So I looked at the stunning blonde who eased into a chair across the table from me. Her hair was tousled. Devoid of makeup, her face still displayed the stunning features that could melt resistance with a glance of her sparkling blue eyes. She wore only a...

Cary and Crystal College Roommates

I walked into my dorm and my roommate, Cary, was on her laptop. The outlet to charge her laptop was too far over on her bed so she was sitting on mine. ‘Hi, Crystal,’ she smiled. She was a very cute girl. Beautiful, intelligent, and athletic. She had a small muscular build to her. I ended up developing a crush on her over the last couple months we’ve been living together. I’m bisexual, but she’s straight. I sat beside her on my bed. She was typing up her project for biology that was due in a...

Cary Complete

The tink, tink, tink, of the spoon on the glass brought the gathered attendees to silence. “Let me formally thank each of you,” Andrea began, “for joining us tonight. As you know, we’re here to welcome our newest members, Kevin, and Cary, to our exclusive little group.” A small chorus of “Here, here!” arose from the gentlemen. “You all know that we have had a little formality that goes along with entry into this auspicious group.” That drew a chatter of giggles and chortles from those...

Cary Realized

Usually, I loved Saturday mornings. Without the pressure of getting ready for work, grabbing coffee, racing through the showering and dressing routine, Saturday mornings were relaxed, comfortable, languid moments of easing into a day. I loved basking in the sunlight that beamed through the windows of the breakfast nook, sipping the hearty brew I prefer, and simply enjoying an interlude of peace and tranquility. Usually. This Saturday, however, it was not to be. My loving wife, Carolyn, was in...

Uncle Bob s Carwash

by Lubrican CHAPTER ONE Megan skipped along happily on her way to her very first paying job. Not counting babysitting, of course. She had eagerly been awaiting her 16th birthday so she would be old enough to work at Uncle Bob's car wash. It was a big bustling business down on the bay by the beach, with 30 employees, almost all High Schoolers, and five lines in which cars could be washed, waxed and detailed. When a car came out of Uncle Bob's, it looked brand new. Bob's always seemed...

Mukuneiu 5 Whitewash

-----While her vision remained horribly distorted, her inward sense of salvation steadily leeched life back into her, and she forced herself onward through the blistering conditions. She knew in her heart, unknown to reason, that she would soon find what she had been seeking. But... what had that been? Surely it was peace, but, in what dimension of the word? Nothing seemed to make sense, and as hopeful as she was becoming, at the same time, she was becoming more lost, and on occassion, quite...

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