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Portal

PORTAL By Orlando Stuck ................................................................................................................ Why me? What the hell - shit, shit shit - why me!?! All I wanted to do today is get in a little hiking, get a little exercise, and clear my mind - now some stupid chemical spill or something has my shoes pinned to this stupid spot. I thought it was an ice patch and marched right through it - slick as glass and all - I slowed down - now...

Sexy Mom And Innocent Son 8211 Part 2

Hi readers, I have submitted my first story in ISS. “Sexy mom and innocent son” for which I got good response from you. Now I am gonna narrate the continuation of the story. If you miss part 1 please read, so that will be on track with this update. About me, I am 40 aged mom having measurements of 36-28-36. I am short and milky white like Actress Thamanna in Bahubali. I am a blue eye lady. I lost my husband in car accident. I live with my son aged 21. He is tall and athlete body. We were...

Every New Beginning

The following story is sadly lacking in sex, drugs, or rock 'n roll. It does contain some mildly strong language. It is also rather metaphysical, something that seems to have become a pattern in my story writing of late. The usual conditions apply. Free sites wanting it in their collection may archive it as-is with my blessing - Though I would appreciate being notified. Pay sites may not archive it or otherwise use it without my expressed permission. Anyone violating these...

SKIN DEEP Urban Legend Chapter Eleven In The Bar

SKIN DEEP - Urban Legend - Chapter Eleven: In the Bar by Mark McDonald The excitement she had felt was waning. Just two hours before she had been dying to give him the journal she had worked so hard on. In her mind it seemed as if he had been reading for days. She had come slowly to the conclusion that perhaps she should have bought him something for Christmas rather than dictate this stupid journal of events. After all, he had lived it with her hadn't he? Outside the large...

Game On No Game

This is my final PLANNED addition to the Game On story, but I will write other things in the future. Once again, feel free to email me at [email protected] don't forget the _, or IM me with ICQ at 247193981. I do have to give credit to Zilvara Dejewels for the name of the game. I strongly recommend you reading 'Game On: After Party' before reading this, as it is its sequel. And despite the negative feedback, I decided to keep this in the present form, as the others were in...

Betrayed By Those I love Book One Part One

As I sit at my computer in the wee hours of the early morning, no moon is reflecting the sun's rays. The darkness is complete and all is black. I am blinded by this darkness; my only light and sight is from my tiny computer world, surrounding my keyboard with electric illumination. The Big Closet, my favorite site and the site that gave me my first opportunity at posting a story, is always my first stop. First, I scan the 'latest comments' and look for Jezzi and Perv. Giggle....

Cat and Mouse The Last of the Gambolis

Cat and Mouse: The Last of the Gambolis By Bluto "Well, that was quite a day's work," Mick Montana said to himself, as he entered his lower Manhattan office. Mick had spent the day as the newest member of the New Jersey Nets' Power N' Motion Dance Team and had attended a practice and a promotion at a local radio station. The girls were a hit at the station as they posed provocatively for publicity photographs and Mick had to deal with the unwanted attentions of the afternoon...

Slow Plane To Auckland

Portions of this story may be used in short critical reviews. Reproduction, in whole or in part, for commercial purposes is strictly prohibited. *** WARNING: This story contains coarse language, descriptions of activities that may be forbidden by law(s), and adult situations. It is intended for a mature audience only. All references to actual people, places or things were employed intentionally and for satirical or artistic purposes. *** This story contains the abbreviated...

Evil Magic World 7 Some Wishes Might Not be Wished

Evil Magic World 7 ? Some Wishes Might Not be Wished To learn more about this universe how it works, etc, you should read Evil Magic world 1 before. Dan was part of a noble family. His father's social status was rather high compared to the other nobles in the area. Dan's mother, Donna, did not work. She had met her husband Mark at school and never left him since that day. They found that they completed each other so well in their perversions that they got wed quickly. Needless to say...

The Return Of Don Juan

THE RETURN OF DON JUAN © 2004, 2008 by Anthony Durrant There I was, trapped in a cell five feet long by five feet wide, my body thin and my arms and legs chained to the wall. All of a sudden the cell door opened, and the Marquis of Carabas entered the room. He unlocked my chains, and then the guards dragged me out of the cell and took me to a room where there was a small table. "Put him on the table!" snarled the Marquis. They laid me on the table and...

The Rose of Devonshire

I woke up in darkness, moved and wished I hadn't as pain shot through my head and my entire body. There was hardly a part of my body that did not ache or hurt horribly. I tried not to move and lay there trying to remember what had happened. I had found a perfectly good bottle of vodka lying around, had swiped it and drunk heavily. I was used to hangovers but never one as bad as this. Was it rotgut spirit and had I been blinded by whatever it was? Or was I dead and lying in my coffin and...

Mr Valentine

Rose strutted into the hotel room as Doug watched. He stared at her smooth round arse, her long stocking clad legs and her dainty feet wrapped in thin leather stilettos. She walked slowly over to the bed. Her arse swayed and her black satin dress swished around her thighs as she turned to face him. "Like what you see?" Her voice was like honey, it dripped sex appeal. Doug nodded. "Uh huh". Rose was a stunning woman, voluptuous even. Her jet black, hair was done up in a bun that...

My Brother My Sister

Mr. Dirk had done a good job on cousin Danny. Both Curt and I agreed on this point. The mortician hadn't had much to work with, either. Danny had tipped his motorcycle over, sideways, at 70 miles per hour. He'd skidded nearly 100 yards on the side of his face before coming to a sudden stop against a railing alongside a culvert. His bike was just twisted metal, and Danny's face was pretty much human hamburger. One of the cops on the scene is rumored to have puked, sick to his stomach from...

Cat World

CAT WORLD By Anthony Durrant As I wandered through the amusement park, I spotted a cat near a large black tent. Grabbing it by its tail, I flung it into the nearest bush, and it landed on its feet when it hit the ground and rushed under that bush. "HEY!" a woman's voice cried, and I felt myself being grabbed by a tall dark-haired woman in a brown dress who dragged me into the black tent. "Suzie was my familiar, and you've temporarily scared her away....

With My Married Ex Girlfriend

After reading a lot of sex stories and hearing people say that women shout obscenities and moan harder than a cow when having sex was unbelievable for me until I had this experience which I am going to talk about now. My name is Shankar, I am a south Indian by birth and started living in a metro city while studying and later working. During my stay I have had the privilege to date some women. Should I say my luck or something have always got some Punjabi chick falling for me. Like this I have...

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