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Death By Misadventure Part 3

November 4, 1966 A furious argument is raging between the two groups of ten year old boys gathered on Farwell Field beside the ruins of Northcroft's thirteenth- century Town Wall. The dispute has arisen because they cannot decide where to play their long-awaited football match. If they use the area to the east of the tumbled limestone blocks, the team representing Hart Street school will have home advantage; otherwise it will pass to the squad from Throston. One or two of the less...

The Platinum Chef A Tale of Delacroix Part XIV

Chapter 49 Bzzt,Bzzt. Bzzt,Bzzt. Bzzt,Bzzt. Nothing again... C'mon Fay-fay, where are you? Rach couldn't remember the last time she'd been so hard to get to on the phone. It made her wish she could cry over something so trivial. Rach felt her eyes dampen. She knew it was the painkiller they'd given her. She got all emotional the last time they gave it to her; which, oddly enough, was due to a completely different snowboard injury. They'd gotten her out on the snow, fitted...

The Changes Magic Can Bring Part 3

The Changes Magic Can Bring Part 3 By SuppositionLife What happens when a retired widower professor learns what magic can do. In part three Cammie goes home for his own funeral and learns new things about herself. (This is a total work of fiction and any similarity to any person living or dead is completely coincidental) Chapter 3 I looked at the time on the clock on dash and saw it was a little after 2pm I needed to arrive at Windy Rock's Memorial Cemetery a little before 4pm...

Kelly Story A Whateley Tale Part 6

Chapter 40 "Mom?" Kelly was startled to find Marie sitting on Kelly's bed as Kelly entered back into her bedroom from the bathroom she shared with her sister. "What are... is something wrong?" "No honey, nothing is wrong." Marie smiled over at the girl wrapped in the towel. Holding out a shopping bag toward Kelly. "I just wanted to give you this before you got dressed for school." "What's this?" Kelly looked at the shopping bag in Marie's hands. "New bras honey." "But, I...

PASsport Happening Encounters Day 32

8PHE0032 word count 8066 ******** Day 32, Friday Kinny rolled out of the chair and onto the floor. When he could, he reached up and put the Piglet adhesive bandage over the camera on his workstation. New command. The workstation stays live. But he still had a mandate to not show penis. Thus, the Piglet bandage. New command. Game Cookie stays live. New command.... "Right," Kinny said. "Control-A. Acknowledge all." He toggled the keyboard. Hit Enter. Kinny...

PASsport Happening Encounters day 43

8PHE0043a word count 7262 ******** Day 43, Tuesday Joi woke Chastity with a touch on her shoulder. She put a finger on Chastity's lips and nodded towards the kitchen. The baby was in the crib. Either Joi had put him there or he had climbed down from the couch and into the crib by himself. Chastity arranged her top to cover her boobs and followed Joi into the kitchen. Jazz was already there, cradling a coffee. Chastity poured herself a coffee and sat down across from...

Not Very Nice People Chapter 6 11 In Another Land

NOT VERY NICE PEOPLE by Crazy Baron Chapter 6: In Another Land Synopsis: A certain welcoming small town on the sunny West Coast is under (yet another) threat that most of its inhabitants are blissfully unaware of. Lesser evil lurks in the shadows, seeking to bring about a greater one. Can it be stopped in time? ***** I was still seeing the road and the dashboard of my car as an afterimage against a new backdrop of a dark sky and a suburban street with many glowing and...

Saving Martha

Saving MarthaBy Brewt.BlacklistJuly-September 2010Sometimes Down OneWoo"OH GOOD god. Whoever designed this place had no idea what he was doing," thought Martha as she looked up to her right. Through the open door of the women's room, she could see all the way to the front door of the crappy twang bar she'd landed in than night. "But then, he is kinda cute. Maybe the guy knew what he was doing after all." There stood John, looking in at her, intently.Martha was lithe, almost waif-ish, wearing a...

WAITING FOR MELINDA

WAITING FOR MELINDAby Rumple ForeskinThe cold rain told a sad story in a soft voice, and I was listening.I'm a good listener; always have been. Especially out here in the woods, in the rain, inside this small cemetery. I sit in the cab of my old truck, listening to the rain tell the story, and wait for Melinda.We don’t have nice winter weather around here. Seems like it’s always cold, cloudy, and raining. About all it’s good for is hunting, mostly deer. Only I don't hunt—not anymore.But this...

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Enslavement of my soul Part One

Again the dream, sweat rolling down his face, the drugged feeling. The scent still lingering in his memory, the music floating away as the fog lifted from him. His body ached as he pulled himself from the sweat soaked sheets. He flipped the bathroom light switch, light always seemed to ease the feeling slowly away. The ice cold water that he splashed on his face brought clarity to his mind. The dreams were coming more frequent more vivid. After so many years instead of fading, her image became...

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In Reflection of Earlier Times 3

Chapter 3 Later that morning I was unceremoniously expelled from her place telling me not to read too much into last night as she wasn’t into relationships and would most likely run into me some where. This was a bit different to the clingy girls I had been used to now the shoe now on the other foot as it were. The nine fifty five grope was back up to her old tricks however today she had with a marker pen drawn two arrows on her stockings at the top of her legs pointing to her crotch. Every...

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Being Jim Ch 6 Lessons of Life pt6

I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both for ease in posting and for reader consumption. That said… I hope you enjoy this long winded tale. It is...

Becoming Bea 3

'Becoming Bea' Chapter three I don't know how it keeps happening, but that man, Frederick, always seems to run past my window each morning the exact same time as I sit down to drink my coffee. Even this day, a weekday like any other, he gets out there and starts his jog. It is a miserable day, it is cold outside and there is some light rain, but he keeps on jogging. At some level, I have to admire his dedication. Here I am, nearly asleep and about to go to a workplace that I loathe...

No Time Left For You

“I can’t think of a better reason for inventing time travel, can you?”I, Isaac Heinlein, genius and man about town, scratched my chin, my new beard always made me itchy.“Yeah, but it won’t work, Ray. You’ve seen the movies, it never works properly. There’s butterfly effects and parallel universes and, lets see, grandfather paradoxes, time quakes, broken DeLoreans, Red Lectroids—““The Red Lectroids were in the eighth dimension, not the fourth. Besides, it worked in Superman. He flew so fast...

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I am 24 years old, but I started my sex life earlier than most girls. I will not say at what age, if not this report can be considered a testimony of a crime !! We are not going to talk about pedophilia or crap here, because there are girls of that age who get up at 6 am to go to work, and in those cases, no one raises a finger against it. Much less the parents, who often exploit them by force. In spite of the pita, at the time I already had the body of a woman, and I realized that the older...

The Monk

It was in once such area that “Deathwalker" (aka Hugh Anderson) had managed to lure “Raven Rider” (aka Sally Morrison) with invented tales of his sexual prowess since joining the college. Truth be told, he was, in fact, a virgin. However, his carefully constructed stories, so intricate in detail, had enticed the second hottest girl of the house into going with him to this spot, where she was currently giving him his first (and possibly last) blow job. He lay, his head on the soil at the foot...

You Ask I Tell

Forward Don’t Ask Don’t Tell was a policy instituted by President Clinton in 1993. While intended as a mechanism for LGBT servicemembers to serve in the Armed Forces, it created an environment of fear, blackmail, and intimidation. Over 17,000 servicemembers would be discharged from the military under this policy before its eventual repeal in 2011. Life under this policy impacted the day-to-day lives of LGBT servicemembers. How exactly did gay and lesbian servicemembers live under this policy?...

SAGN Chapter Fourteen The Stone Garden

SAGN: Chapter 14- The Stone Garden Alagosta Gardens, Stafford: Day 437, 1500 hours Darcy La Fleur sat in the back seat watched the leaves passing outside of the taxi's passenger window like a green smear against the glass. The Blue Checker cab wasn't really traveling that fast, but with no other traffic on the road it somehow made it feel that she was traveling faster than she actually was. She shifted in the plastic coated bench seat and felt the crinkling sound of the smooth...

T O N G U E T I E D

Renata was in a foul mood, although a satisfied smile did curl her lips as she peered at herself in the full-length mirror. She looked damn good, she thought. She knew she had a good body, anybody would. Slim, five-seven, pretty face, glistening shoulder-length black hair, firm not-too-big tits, flat tummy, toned upper body and long, lean legs. She was thirty-nine years old but people often took her for much younger. She knew she was hot. Her Cleopatra costume showed off her bod tremendously,...

Tongue Tied Part Two of Two

They’d both been thinking about that night, about each other. They agreed to meet the following Saturday, 3 p.m. at a bench in the back of the old cemetery behind the abandoned stone church next to the Civic Park. It was nearby, quiet, and private. They would meet with masks on, keep the intrigue a little longer, and they would unmask together, and depending on how well the meeting went, perhaps they would make a night of it.----Renata had difficulty deciding on how to dress for her meeting...

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To Silence a Witness

Chapter 1. Gabriel An unusual cold snap in late November was proving tricky not only for those unfortunate enough to be travelling by road; it also had the annoying side-effect of making stealth far too difficult for Tom to feel at all confident that he could follow his mark without being compromised. Normally, he would have considered snow to be a big help, because it would have deadened the sound of footfall, but not tonight: the slight frosting of white covering the pavement had...

The Adventure Of Our Lives Part 6

The rest of April and the first half of May were the usual for us. Nothing was remarkable, just our usual episodes of fucking. Not that it was boring, fucking is always fun. Brandi was so into it that it was always exciting to be with her as she had so much enthusiasm for it and her enthusiasm was contagious, plus her cunt was always ripe and ready. Then one Friday we were on our way to the drive-in when she called out “Crazy Fucking." “So where do you want to go?” “I want to go to a graveyard....

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Burying Uncle Hiram s Ghost

Steady vibrations from the road added a nice backbeat to the rhythm of the lips sliding up and down Jeff's dick. The petite blond nestled between his legs looked up long enough to wink, then went back to her long-distance blowjob. The van's driver, a longhaired, earth mother beauty, glanced over and smiled, then turned her attention back to the road. How lucky can one guy get? Two sexy girls, one customized van, and no particular place to go. And all thanks to Uncle Hiram. If not for the...

Tear s Desire

Author’s note: This tale is loosely connected to the events described in “Leo and the Dragon” and “Shilana’s Trial” and occurs after “The Temptation of Gheeran”. Knowledge of these stories is not required, but those who have read them will catch all of the subtleties. Only adults having sex here. “You two certainly are not what I expected when I called for help,” Voron sneered. The necromancer rose from behind her desk, smoothing down her black robes. “I specifically asked for Leo, the...

Father s Day

It was father's day and the house seemed so empty with nothing but silence filling the rooms. Monica laid on her bed just thinking about her father. He was the sweetest and kindest man around. She remembered when he used to take her and her brother Craig to the playgrounds when they were kids and they'd run around all day. Her mother worked long hours for a lawyer so Daddy was the one parent Monica and Craig were close to. Craig and Monica both hated the month of June. June was their...

Dealing With the Dead

She perched on the corner of the gravestone, as the sun shone its last rays over the high wall. She was waiting for him, as she always waited. She tugged down her long blue summer dress, despite the fact that it was October, on the cusp of November and the air was beginning to chill, she felt ... nothing, not too hot – not too cold, just ... nothing. The last of the sun's rays blinded her momentarily, and then darkness began to fall. She saw the caretakers as they moved through the...

After The Funeral

My Grandma chose the most inopportune time to die. I was engaged in the lengthy process of lining up a new job that actually granted paid funeral leave, but I was still a few weeks away from giving my notice at my old position. As opposed to the numerous times she'd "died" earlier in my life, come the one true time there wasn't anything exciting I wanted to do with the time off. I was hoping that no one in Personnel was clever enough to say Hey, wait a minute, didn't your Grandmother die a...

Shared Grief

I'd always thought I possessed all the time in the world and the idea never occurred to me things might change. The thing is; I was so positive I would always be with Carol; I really thought we would be together forever. I was so positive time would wait for us; that it would wait for me to get all of my business' in order, and then we would have time for the rest of our lives. Had I known the big "C" was waiting around the corner, and was going to ravage that lovely body and then steal my...

Value Received

You don't believe in ghosts and other imaginary creatures? You would if you had sex with one, I bet. Anyway that is what happened to me. After I had my wild adventure I have thought long and hard about finding a way to join my beautiful little supernatural seductress. I miss her... The last place in the world I would choose to work would be in a cemetery. However it was the only job and I was almost out of money so I took the only work I could find. No way would I choose to work among...

Would You Die for Me

"Would you die for me?" The shadowy female hitch-hiker asked me not fifteen seconds after she got into my car. I don't normally pick up hitch-hikers, even rather lovely young and attractive appearing female ones, but when I saw her walking along the side of the lonely county road, miles from anywhere, hunched over in the cold late autumn rainy drizzle, something other than my head told me to hit the brakes and stop for her. Now, just a few moments later, I was wondering if I had suddenly...

A Vampire s Tale

Sit down. Please, stay a while by my fire. I have a story to tell you. A story that takes place a long time ago. It all began on the day I died. Even after all these years, I remember that day like it was yesterday. The sun rose that morning over the ocean, just like it always has. I was already at the docks; I watched the first rays breech the horizon and turn the black water gold. All day I worked and sweated on those docks, and by the time I had finished, the sun sank red behind the...

Baby Boy

They'd dressed Jake in a high-collared tuxedo, and even wrapped his neck in a white scarf, nearly up to his chin, but you could still see the stitches on the left side of his neck where the animal that got him had been at his throat. Christine had asked for a closed casket funeral, but they'd somehow convinced her that the beautiful boy looked so peaceful, lying there like he was merely asleep. The animal had been at his neck but had left his face intact. Let's enjoy it one last...

The Two Sisters

"So what did you think of him, sister?" she asks as she takes a towel from a basket and begins to dry herself. Her fine blond hair drips and hangs about her bare shoulders. Her sister who still lies in her sleeping bag stretches. A breast is pulled out into view. Her darkish blond hair spills over the pillow. The sleeping bag is unzipped down the side, a bit of very white leg can be seen. "Oh, maybe a C-. He did try. Did you notice, sister, that he never even took his shoes off? I think...

Do You Believe in Ghosts

“I told you, Jeff, I’m a skeptic.” “I’ve traveled the world, been to the sites of war crimes, genocides, murders, hotel fires, and I’ve not once, NOT ONCE seen a ghost.” “My offer still stands. One million dollars to anyone who can prove to me that ghosts exist.” “Look, Mr. Palmer...” “Call me ‘Jay,’” he interrupted. “Jay, you didn’t get to be a wealthy man by being gullible, but...” Jay interrupted again, “Cut the flattery. You’re saying that you can show me ghosts in Bangkok, and I say...

Double TimeChapter 52

“Those who dance are considered insane by those who can’t hear the music.” —George Carlin, Brain Droppings 4 AUGUST 2019 I’ve just had a morning run with Nanette, something we don’t often do on Sunday. She drove me out into the country near Ossian again and we ran the trails behind that old church. When we got back to her car after a good hour or more run, we could hear music from a wheezing organ and people singing. I don’t know what possessed me, exactly, but before we got to the...

My Way Chapter 2

I talked with Moose for a week and he told me a lot about his life and hinted about a number of missing persons and murder victims. Mike Keffer told me his boss wasn't satisfied with the results I was getting. "Well you go tell the AG if he wants to find someone else I'll step aside. I'm a journalist, a reporter, not an interrogation specialist." "Sorry, Joe, it's just that we need some kind of proof he really knows something. I'm sorry if I upset you but it's been a week and we...

Once a Jolly SwagmanChapter 11

Damian, the manager of the cemetery, ended up working with his old team mates on digging, while Angus did the 'hard stuff', until AA referred a bloke onto them. He was a blow-in from the Eastern States who was not interested in going bush, and anything he earned, half of it would go to his ex-wife as child support. At the moment, half of nothing was nothing, yet he wanted some money to go to his child. That came out good for him as his wife was taken to court by one of her ex-lovers who...

A Good ManChapter 22 Realisations

There was a surprise waiting for me when I walked out the front door on Tuesday morning. “Hi, Sweets.” Clarissa was sitting on the bonnet of her car, looking stunning. “You can put your bag back in the house. We’re skipping it today.” “Skipping what?” “School, silly.” “Any particular reason or just ‘cause you feel like it?” “Of course there’s a reason.” She stood and walked up the path to me. “I didn’t know what day today was until you told me, which I really should have done, so I’m...

Jen a Girl a Car a Road getting Her Kicks on Route 66Chapter 4

I soon had Miss Swifty up to speed back on the four lane, Illinois Route 66. I didn't even get my wake up cup of coffee! But I knew about a place a half hour down the road where I wanted to get something to eat. But first, after studying my pre-trip planning notes, I just had to stop at a little place just a few miles out of Bloomington. That place was Funk's Grove. Funk's Grove has a fascinating history, dating back to its founding in 1824 as a farm amidst a natural maple grove by a...

A Country Boy Can SurviveChapter 6

Clarkesville, Arkansas Earlier the same day... “Uncle Albert, are you sure that attorney from Batesville can be trusted? It’s been three hours now and they’ve not shown their faces. Do you think Joe and Jack made him a better offer to help them?” Al Barrow asked his Uncle Albert as they waited for the others to meet them. They’d spent the night at the BestWay Motel and Lounge off exit 55 on I-40 in Clarkesville, Arkansas Now they were waiting for their local attorney to deliver their hired...

The Good Little WifeChapter 4

Note for Publisher: This story has been checked for over 18 references. No incestuous relationships were determined to be in the content. This story is about the pampered and morally corrupt wife of a rich banker. She is not afraid to try any new and kinky activity to increase her physical pleasure. She sees her husband as merely a means to an end. He is a provider of expensive baubles to keep her happy and satisfied. Then she meets a man that inspires her to reach new levels of orgasmic...

Jacob s GranddaughtersChapter 5

Wednesday December 10, 2014 continued: Kate swallowed nervously as Sandy Thompson parked in front an older-looking dark gray stone building. It was two stories with large tall windows that flanked an archway above stone steps. At the top of the steps were two large wood doors and chiseled into the stone at the top of the archway were the numbers ‘1889.’ Arching gold and red letters painted on one of the tall windows to the left of the entry said, ‘Joseph P. Foss, Attorney at Law.’ Her brain...

Jacob s GranddaughtersChapter 23

Saturday, September 19th Continued Kate had never fainted in her life, but she could tell she was on the verge. All the blood rushed from her head and suddenly her legs would no longer support her. She sat down hard on the wood step directly behind her. If she hadn’t instinctively reached for the stair rail, she might have pitched forward onto the gravel as she fought a wave of dizziness and nausea. The many nightmares of discovery she had lived with all these months was beginning. “My...

Living Next Door to Heaven 3 What Were They Thinking Chapter 36 Wade in the River

Rose and Larry came to see us. I assumed Rose wanted to see Samantha and was about to excuse myself when she called for Lily’s and my attention. “Mama Lil and Papa Sly,” she said. “We love you. Everyone on the ranch loves you. And we all loved ... love Lexi. We want her here with us always.” “We thought we might scatter her ashes here if it’s okay with you and Brian and the clan.” “It’s okay. We investigated creating a village cemetery, but it is beyond our ability. The legal complications...

Night of the Sex ZombiesChapter 2

The next morning at Channel 13 News. The dressing room of anchorwoman, Janice Devris burst open making her jump. "Janice! Grab your things and take van three out to West Chester Cemetery." "What? Why?" "Someone dug up all the graves last night." Janice spit out her latte. "You're joking?" she gasped grabbing for a napkin. "Nope. It just came in over the wire. Now hurry up and get out there. I want us to be first on this. Dave and Jimmy are already waiting for you." He told her...

Valentine s Day 2016Chapter 2

The folks were in the Kennedy station wagon coming home from the hospital, so I went straight to the Kennedy's to give 'Jeannie the Junior' my completed homework and to pick up the new assignments. It didn't take me long to do my chores and then sit with Shelly while I told her that doing the classes away from school wasn't bad. She could write notes if she needed some help with math. We hadn't been in bed long when I head the Kennedy ring on the phone. Our phone rang a minute later....

Magic Ink IV Ken and KellChapter 35

The O'Hallinan Sisters, Sunshine and Rose, and I returned to Glenquin Castle that evening. Eamon must have felt our return, for he soon appeared outside the screen wall to knock, and I admitted him in. "Did everything go well, Master Ken?" he asked. "Yes, they did, Eamon. Kell now has a Caastellan, guards, a cook, a mason, a carpenter, and a blacksmith among others. He is contemplating what changes he wants to make in the castle and its bawn. We also found Master Fiacha's treasure, so...

Shadows From the PastChapter 49

Melinda's fingers curled into the shoulders of the hazel-eyed, brown-haired boy whose name she had already forgotten, her skirt and blouse lying in a heap on a desk near the one on which she was perched. His arms were locked around her thighs as if afraid she would escape, her pussy aching and helpless to his pounding thrusts. Her breasts bounced with each slam of their bodies, jostling the rings and sending spasms of mind-numbing pleasure shooting down to her already straining pussy. She...

Bridge WorkChapter 3

Steve looked down at where she lay half conscious, still impaled on his cock. "Hey honey, I think you're getting to like it at long last!" Without opening her eyes, she said "Asshole", then "Shutup and fuck". "Honey your wish is my command," and he began to slide in and out once more. "That was amazing," she says, "I never knew it could be so good." He thinks of all the dreary times he's made love to his wife, running through that script from duty, a final unwanted spasm...

Bridge WorkChapter 4

"You're awake," the voice he knew so well murmured beside him. The crash still rang in his memory. As always when he remembered it, and when did he not? there was the bitter thought that anywhere else on that road, he'd've had time to grab the wheel and kick Steve awake. Cold air brushed his cheeks. A truck roared overhead. He felt a wave of bitter anger and loss and futility. A hand found his thigh and slid around to his cunt. "Let's fuck," the voice drawled lazily, "I'm tired of...

Der Witwer the Widower Chapter 3

In the car, they looked at each other. Kevin voiced the question. "So? Rapid City or Denver? We have all day. Steve won't get back until this evening at the earliest." "Denver, then. We can drop the car off there and grab a direct Southwest flight back to Burbank, where my car is parked," Francesca suggested. Kevin nodded and started forward. Francesca gently took his arm and leaned her head over on his shoulder for a short hug. She looked a great deal like a woman in love. By the...

Past LivesChapter 21

Hagar's men interviewed Grace and me, spending about an hour with each of us, and then they interviewed Mary, but not for an hour. They interviewed her over two evenings for a total of six hours. Mary had asked the investigators if I could sit in with her during her interview. Their answer was an unqualified no, and after the interview, she told me she understood why. "They took me through that night in San Francisco, Brent," Mary said. "Made me relive every second of it. It was...

Being HumanChapter 3

The tears stream silently down Doctor Rachele Littrell’s cheeks as the gloomy black casket descends into the earth. While members of the girl’s immediate family breaks down in grief, Rachele maintains a stoic dignity. It is a tragic outcome to a long, painful battle against a horrible attack brought on by the Nehrezl. The girl was the last to succumb to the parasite unleashed on the crew. All had died on the ship, but somehow she held on. Rachele wasn’t infected because she was with Ghok at...

Pebble BeachChapter 4

The folks at Pebble beach are a pretty self sufficient bunch, most are old age pensioners and don't have a lot of 'cash to splash'. Most of the men went fishing and always caught extra catch to hand around. Old Betty Karnak was a keen gardener and supplied everyone with fresh veggies. Herman Gott who lived next door shared her passion and between them they had the best veggie patch around. So it came as a bit of a shock when Betty fell and broke her hip, she was a lady of large...

The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary series s12e05 Evelyn Streete 38 from Eastbourne

We start this week’s show looking at the picturesque streets of an old town. The houses on our right are raised up above road level, with little sets of steps every dozen houses leading down from the footpath to the path beside the road we’re on. To our right, a high green barrier of hedgerows and trees blocks our view. Then we’re turning to the right, through a break in the hedgerow, and into a small street side carpark – onward, through a pair of gates marked “Ocklynge Cemetery”... And...

I m an Old CowhandChapter 2

Jeff Blanton, the foreman, straightened right up, but he wasn't the only one with an opinion of who should be taking over. I noticed Carl Blankenship seemed to think he ought to be running things now. Sooner than later we got into an argument and I guess Carl thought he was the fastest one on the draw on our ranch now. We were arguing over which cows to move next and when I put my foot down and told him no he finally bucked up his nerve and went for his revolver. I'd been paying close...

Crystal PassionChapter 14

Both Crystal's and Judy's parents preferred that their daughters be buried rather than cremated so the final moments of the funeral weren't of two coffins sliding inside a furnace and being incinerated. Instead a procession of hearses snaked out of the funeral home and wound through the roads and avenues of Rock Hill to Crystal's final resting place at the Forest Hills Cemetery. I was a mess of sorrow and tears during the whole drive. The brief respite I'd had from my grief by the need...

The Crystal RainbowChapter 33 Hunger

From the depths of a Montmartre alley, hungry yellow eyes reflected the weak lamplight that timidly made its way from the well-ordered streets to the gloomy passage. The owner of the eyes, a beast, one of the four-legged varieties, watched a pair of human forms locked in a desperate embrace; an embrace that the animal in its own bestial way understood would find its end in death and thus provide it with an easy and long overdue meal. Patiently, the beast awaited the outcome. It listened to...

A New Old Watch 9th in the STOPWATCH SeriesChapter 9

"Thank you officer." "You're welcome, Miss." "Mrs." "Excuse me. Mrs Slagle. You have a doctorate? Kinda young for that, aren't you?" "I got skipped a few grades in High School," she said, all the while thinking, 'Mostly.' That brought a slight smile to her face. The two policemen tipped hats to the room, thanked the owner for her time and left. Daisy showed them out. "I know this isn't the time or place for it ... it might even sound like levity, but, I'm going to check...

Perceptions and DeceptionsChapter 14

Cassie had calmed her libido with only marginal success by the time the limo pulled up in front of the house of Debby Radson, the mother of Susan Radson, one of the two girls that had been so horribly enslaved by Melissa. Despite Cassie's self-control, her sex still felt warm and willing, and walking only inflamed it. Cassie did not pause to collect herself. She was as ready as she would ever be, and Jason was counting on her. She would not forget the flood of relief on his face when she...

Masi shen EvolutionChapter 11 Funeral and Flight

The stone monument marking Chief Joseph's grave stood like a witness to the assembly of mourners gathered to honor one of their own. A chill wind blew across the rough ground, picking up bits of sand and weed. Women pulled their shawls tightly over their shoulders and held their coat collars closed; men blinked as swirls of grit flew into their faces. They pulled their wide-brim hats down over their foreheads. Ragged fragments of cloud raced across a dull, lifeless sky in the early spring...

Betrayal of the SuccubiChapter 8 The Second Betrayal

Calyndi was happy to see the sun drop below the horizon. She'd regained enough of her strength to leave Linki's place following a delightful, blonde meal. Linki had thankfully not made any overt attempts to engage Calyndi sexually, instead focusing her energies on driving the young blonde girl as wild with sexual need as possible. Sometimes stealing a girl away like Linki had done with the blonde would result in a meal filled with the bitterness of fear, but with two succubi working her...

The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 41 Friends with Benefits

“It’s Fiona’s father, he’s ... he’s taken a serious turn for the worse,” Cathy said. “Fiona’s down there now, I drove her to the airport this morning.” “Damn, does this sound like it might be it for him?” I asked her. “I think so. Apparently, Friday afternoon, his pain got a lot worse; they had been keeping him comfortable and relatively pain free for a while, but it was much worse yesterday, the palliative care nurse came around, and gave him some morphine, which seemed to help with the...

Blackfeather36 Reconciliation

I’D HAD A SANDWICH, but mostly I was studying. I just liked to be out in the Student Union. When I sat in the food court it felt like I was more a part of college life. Even though we were living out at the ranch, we really tried to be more involved with campus activities this year. Most days, I went to watch Kyle at rodeo practice, but I was concerned about my ranch management class and needed to study today. “May I join you?” a soft voice said. I looked up and my heart did a flip-flop. I...

The Count of Monte CristoChapter 74 The Villefort Family Vault

Two days after, a considerable crowd was assembled, towards ten o'clock in the morning, around the door of M. de Villefort's house, and a long file of mourning-coaches and private carriages extended along the Faubourg Saint-Honore and the Rue de la Pepiniere. Among them was one of a very singular form, which appeared to have come from a distance. It was a kind of covered wagon, painted black, and was one of the first to arrive. Inquiry was made, and it was ascertained that, by a strange...

Drive For ExcellenceChapter 2

My teammates and I had agreed to meet at the high school on Tuesday and Wednesday mornings to practice during our Easter vacation. Will hauled Ed, Jeremy and me to practice. I brought along my folding camp chair so I could rest my ankle while I supervised our practice. I set up my chair along the sideline of the practice field. I could have left it at home. I spent most of the two hours hopping along the sideline shouting encouragement, telling Ed or Jake what play to call next, and giving...

Old Haunts

Chapter One Trish bussed her own table for a change, picking up several days worth of dirty dishes left behind in the wake of all-night study sessions as she prepared for finals. In high school she couldn’t wait to go to college, but now, as a sophomore, she wished she could return to those good old days. Several strands of her shoulder-length silky blonde hair repeatedly fell in front of her eyes, which she angrily tucked behind both ears to keep it in place. She looked great in tight,...

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Gloomy Sunday

Chapter 1 He had arrived in New Orleans on the eve of the first full moon of the year. It seemed inconsequential to him at the time but soon it would be so relevant to the rest of his life. He had spent the last 24 hours on a binge in the French Quarter with his golf companions. They’d been to every bar from Decatur to Bourbon Street and back. They’d seen just about everything while wandering through the mass of staggering bodies, it seemed the party raged nonstop whether it was Mardi Gras or...

Mourning Sex 2

My wife insists that I am a jerk for taking advantage of Cindy's vulnerability. She also made me tell her every detail of how I seduced Cindy. After a round of delightful sex, she made me retell the story with every detail of how Cindy seduced me. She enjoyed the second telling as much as the first. Later, she pointed out that I owed it to Cindy to allow our friendship to continue. I was not sure what Cindy wanted. We chatted briefly online a couple of times, and she did not sound overly eager...

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We were late. In fact, we were beyond late. The party had enticed us for far longer than either of us had intended and now we were quite drunk and staggering home in a murky light that soon threatened to become dawn. This worried me far more than it concerned Emme. Her family were on vacation, while my grandfather, whose spare room I occupied rent-free, would soon be up and asking me the first of that day’s 3000 questions through my bedroom door. If I wasn’t there he would panic.“Emme! Move...

Pleasing the Ghost Hunter

I lick my fingers and bring them down to my longing pussy. In circular motions I rub my clit as my head tilts back and I moan. Where I was only some what wet before I started, now I'm soaked and not just from the sensations I'm giving myself, but by fantasizing of my ghost hunting partner, Trevor.I had met him years back and while I had started talking to him because of my attraction to him, I learned that he, like me, was very interested in the paranormal. A few months later, we joined...

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Chapter Five Tourniquet I'd never been upstairs. I'd been too busy acclimating my self to my new body to worry about the second floor. I did know there was an office, additional bedrooms and a second bath. Rick had mentioned those, but I hadn't been interested enough to climb the stairs to see any of it for myself. That was until Jesse found the ledger. That set me thinking there might be other things in the office I might find helpful. I decided while I was in the house alone, this...

Dark Impulse

DARK IMPULSEby Willailla ~I will give them paradise and eternal life, then I will deceive them into disobeying me so that I can torment them in the flames of hell forever~ONE I didn't press the recorded message button. I knew it would be Victor. I didn't want to hear from him ever again. I threw on a pair of jeans, t-shirt and athletic shoes. Grabbed a pack of cigarettes and shoved it in the side pocket of my sports jacket as I left my second floor apartment. The smell...

Bullet Part 2 A Cry In The NightChapter 18

Hearing Sara describe what we all had heard and felt when that bolt of lightning shattered our silence just days ago sent chills through me. As she had recounted her brutal execution to our group sitting around the Conference Table, the physical pain she had thrust upon her radiated through each one of us. It was great to have freed Sara from her burial spot but there was no way to take back what those three did to her. Feeling our collective sorrow Sara gently told me, "Will, what happened...

EvolutionistChapter 15

Financial Times of London: The Chinese currency, the yuan, took a beating yesterday in the international currency market, falling 2% against the euro and a staggering 3.5% against the Saudi riyal, which had already decoupled from the U.S. dollar. Chinese investment of hundreds of billions of dollars in U.S. treasuries during the past decade had been a sound policy ten years ago but not today. The basement exchange rate of the U.S. dollar has deflated the treasury notes to approximately half...

Perceptions and DeceptionsChapter 6

Heather stood just a few feet from the Sovert family car, staring back towards the church. As usual, her mother lingered with the Reverend at the top of the steps. She could see the undulating tendrils of Darkness around the both of them, but took little notice. Her eyes were unfocused, as if looking off into some great distance. "Hey, bubblehead." Heather blinked, surprised not so much by the address as the softer tone of voice. "Huh?" Melinda's lips twitched into a small smile....

Death By Desire

That afternoon she was alone in her dorm room. She took a plastic bag from the box of trash can liners she had boughton the way home and placed it over her head. Then she tied a scarf around her neck to hold it in place and lay on her bed to see what would happen. In a short time, she began to breathe faster, a sure sign that the oxygen was going. Sure enough, she began to feel strongly aroused. Her brests, already firm with youth, tensed further. Her nipples felt like soft pebbles beneath her...

A Loner Mentalist Pt 01

Disclaimer: This is a story that is very low on the smut scale. Also, the protagonist isn’t perfect and is struggling to find his way around some supernatural powers, though he does have good and noble intentions. Hope you enjoy it and check my user profile for updates on sequels! Edited by Over_Red Whether you like, hate, or are left indifferent by this story, I strongly recommend you read his Dream Drive series, right here, on Literotica. *********** Jack Watts stood nervously in the...

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My excitement is building as I head out in my SUV and the grocery store is my first stop. I walk through the grocery store and admire all the women as they go about their business. As they pass me in the isle I like to stare obviously at their tits if they are alone. They never say anything but I like how uncomfortable it makes them and causes them to pull a sweater closed to cover their tits. This always makes my cock start to get hard and I hurry through the rest of my shopping and other...

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‘I’m sorry to pull you away from the rest of the family, hon, but I just wanted to get away for a little bit. I swear if one more person tells me how sorry they are, I’m gonna scream.’ She paused, seemed to collect her thoughts. ‘I’m so glad you came. Your father would have been glad, too.’ I just listened, not really knowing what to say. It came to mind to say something flippant about the likelihood of anything pleasing my father, but on the heels of that thought came a memory of the night...

Pinky

ALL CHARACTERS ARE ADULTS. ‘Wake up, Eugene!’ Eugene ‘Pinky’ Pinkham opened his eyes and looked around the dark bedroom. The female voice was familiar. A brisk night breeze fluttered and stirred the window curtains against the wall and glass panes. Pinky’s eyes adjusted to the dark quickly because the room was bathed in moonlight and laid strange white silhouettes around the room. He listened patiently for the voice but only heard a dog barking far away. ‘I must have been dreaming,’ he...

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Maryland’s Heritage Introduction: This is being written in response to something an anonymous commenter included regarding my story titled ‘Wife Gets What She wants’. He said he had friends who all referred to Maryland as a ‘Yankee State’. I wanted to address that remark. Well I am a Yankee in the ‘American’ sense, but I’m not precisely a Yankee, and neither are most Marylanders, at least in the more historic use of the word. I doubt if the anonymous commenter ever reads this, but like so...

A Winters Rose

The snow floated gently down on the assembly. The graves of those who had gone before, lie silently covered in their blankets of white. I stood against the chill of winter, my head bowed, contemplating. Contemplating life, contemplating death, contemplating the impact of one simple life upon this ball of mud called Earth. She was born, she lived, she died, it was as simple as that, or was it? In her years what had she accomplished? Her meager possessions had already been divvied up amongst...

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Night was coming with her curtain of inky black and glittering veils. Birds and other night creatures had found other places to play and hunt this night away from the silent city of granite. Twin headlights of a small car meandered disoriented thru the tree lined road to end by illuminating the massive iron gates stuck permanently ajar. The dome light flashed on as the driver hurriedly got out, slamming the door behind him, agitatedly trying to force the gates wider. To his ire they did not...

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A child will forgive his parents almost anything, and given enough time most will forgive all. Not this child. Edited by LadyCibelle and made better by her suggestions. A Child’s Punishment I watched her walk up the four steps to the entrance of the building, stop on the landing and speak into what I suspected was an intercom, then reach for the entrance door. Even from where I was standing, I could hear the buzz releasing the lock. She went inside still carrying the tube, stood in the...

Dreadfully Simple

Allison stood over a single cross which had been placed at the head of two large piles of dirt and stone. She wore a dress of light black and white cloth, her tears drier in her hazel eyes as they had been emptied of all emotion. She remained in a silent void of nothingness. They had been her only living relatives in this horrible world, this life which had been stripped of all happiness while her heart ached with death and suffering, pain and sorrow. It was a sad time, the present, where...

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First I'm going to tell you a little bit about myself in case you haven't read any of my stories before and also to help you understand the story a little better, so sit back and prop your feet up... I'm a 42-year-old mortician / funeral director who operates our family's mortuary and cemetery. I'm 5 feet 7 inches; approximately 120 pounds with long raven-black hair and glasses with natural abnormally long top incisors ( K9's or fangs). I'm in a polygamist marriage (not Mormon, we are...

3 for Poe

(Three short short stories in the vein of Edgar Allan Poe to pay tribute to that master of literary horror stories on the 7 October anniversary of his death in 1849) The Rächer For the horrific tale I am about to narrate, I neither expect nor solicit sympathy or expiation, but compelled to tell it I am, as it is with me every waking moment. Would that I could go back in time and not be standing over Jacques, the old comte de la Arbois, my eyes lost in terror to the drip, drip, dripping from...

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Lisa was my wife, friend, lover for four too short years. Dead two and a half times the length of our marriage, she lies under an ancient oak tree’s sprawling canopy in Overland Park, a relatively new, yet unfilled cemetery on the north side of the small berg I live in. On this May 18th, as I do every May 18th, I called on Lisa, the mother of our born dead child, a daughter, leave two dozen pink sweetheart roses fanned in front of the tombstone to commemorate my two loved ones. I stop by...

Senatorial Secrets Ch 12

Author’s Note: Thanks to all the reader’s that have taken the time to read this short series. I have enjoyed it and will miss some of the characters. . . but not all. *grin* Please leave a comment and vote, or send me your comment via Lit. All in all though, please enjoy this final, yet short end to what I think was a neat project. ~ Red Mitch sat in the back of the limo that would take Savannah, Gina and Gail from the cemetery and then to the private lake cottage that the Scholastic family...

Sally s Slut Stories Ch 07

November 1981 Sally Johnson paced the floor at the massive old funeral home where in a few hours her stepfather, Ted Bissett, would be eulogized before being buried at the huge cemetery nearby. Sally was waiting for Ted’s best friend Matt to arrive with something that might make the day go a little better. The previous days had been emotionally draining for the young blonde, who had had to take responsibility for making the arrangements for Ted’s funeral since her mother had completely...

Building It Up Part 2

By the time I got my things and got to the office, it was about 4 in the morning I parked in the back as I unloaded everything and then moved my car to the public lot across the street. I did that just in case somebody from the office came by and saw in the lot and got a little nosey.Everything I got was wireless. It was also on its own private Wi-Fi so it couldn’t be hacked or accessed by anyone in the building but me. I will be the only one to have access. Aunt Steph has enough going on....

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In the Stacks Ch 09

Chris watched the big man’s sleep apnea come and go, as he often did. He never spoke of it, but wondered what it would be like, one day, to wake up and find Will dead. With Thomas’ demise, Chris wondered more and more about his own mortality, about his calling in life. Being a thespian, Chris reflected, he could take on any role needed, from little brother, to lover, to mate. Yet, in his own drunken stupor, just a few days before, while watching Penny’s ass, he bared a small part of his soul...

Hunted Ch 09

Who knows how long it was before I came to. It was still raining heavily. I had a splitting headache and my vision was swimming. My body was killing me, and my injuries on my arm had reopened, gushing blood. ‘That’s my blood. That’s, a lot……of my blood,’ I said out loud, struggling to speak clearly and clear my head. I tried to stand up but couldn’t. What the fuck? I thought. Then with horror, I thought, Am I paralyzed?! No. I noticed the log was on top of my legs, pinning me. Well that’s a...

A Witch s Night Out

They sing their songs to Halloween. ‘Come join the fun,” they shout. But we do not want to go there, so we run with all our might And oh we will not go inside the haunted house tonight” -Jack Prelutsky, "The Haunted House" *** What went on in that town on Halloween night was secret, and the children were never allowed to know. Parents sent their little ones to neighboring towns for trick or treating, and teens made pilgrimages elsewhere in the county for Halloween parties....

The Invitation A Halloween Story

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Payback Can be Fun

Payback can be Fun I was sitting in my home office, working on the laptop that I use for work when suddenly my personal computer ‘dinged’ indicating that I had a new email. I was not in the middle of anything too involved, so I slid my chair back over to the desk where my personal computer sits and moved the mouse to wake up the screen. Sure enough, the top listing in my Inbox was in bold, indicating that it was a new email. I studied the email address before opening it as I did not immediately...

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