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Runner Girl Ch 11

John loaded the last gift in the Range Rover, closed the hatch and declared, ‘Okay, that’s it. Go say goodbye to Freddy and I’ll stay down here with the car.’ ‘Be right back.’ Amy dashed upstairs and scanned her tiny apartment to make sure she hadn’t forgotten anything. ‘Bye-bye, Freddy. Try not to miss me too much. Tracy will come by to visit and feed you every day and I’ll see you in a week.’ She kissed the grey cat, who responded with indifference, then she ran down the three flights of...

The Colonial Wife Ch 01

His black skin covered in sweat, glistened in the bright sunlight as he poked the spade into the heap of soil. His strong arm muscles stuck out each time he clutched the spade. I was watching him from inside the greenhouse and I was becoming weary and fuzzy just looking at him. Maybe it was the heat getting to me, maybe I felt unsatisfied, anyhow I was getting excited. He was the garden boy Michael, a handsome under 30 year old guy, who came to work for me and my husband John about 6 months...

In Wonderland

A tip of the hat to the brilliant IronicLaconic, whose help with proofing this proved indispensable. —————— Our apartment is perennially scented with a tinge of tiger lilies. Not from a plush bouquet of flowers – the pollen would have driven me insane, but from the Diptyque candles I’ve been habitually planting in his place ever since I moved in. And as I let myself back into our home, the scent mingles with that of a fresh breeze from an open window. The house smells and feels empty. I...

The Plantation Changes Hands

(This story is dedicated to a beautiful woman I know, who I have yet to see. She has been my inspiration and, provided me with this story idea, and insights into Jasmine’s feelings and thoughts. I would love to have your comments and have you email me and tell me what you think of the story, or even chat with me about ideas for other stories or anything else.) * I come from an old North Carolina family. I’ve been working for the Department of Agriculture for a number of years. My father and...

Man of Her Dreams

Chapter 1 ‘Hey Amy, how are you doing today? You’re usual?’ I nod my head at her. ‘I’ll bring it to your table.’ Pat stated as she walked away. ‘Thanks Pat.’ I replied, moving my attention around the cute little bookstore/coffee shop I loved so much, the people are so nice and it has a nice quiet atmosphere so that I can read or write, oh and the coffee isn’t bad either. I sat down in my favorite booth awaiting my coffee. Pat set down my piping hot Venti Caramel Macchiato with extra...

The Philadelphia Story Ch 02

Ben was dozing and that was for the best. As I pulled the bed sheet up to cover his naked body, I felt powerless to stop the flood of emotion that engulfed me when I recalled the events of the past few years and I wept as the memories streamed thru my conscious mind. The Philadelphia Story: Final Chapter ONE: After graduation, I remained in the Philadelphia area seeking employment. Chock full with two and four year colleges, I stood a much better chance of finding a teaching job than in...

In the Library

I was drifting through time in the library of a small village in Vermont one November afternoon, enjoying the swirl of leaves on tawny grass outside as autumn winds shouldered their way along the steep-walled valley that hemmed-in the little town. I was trying my best to ignore the pile of books on the table beside me. I had been looking for something in those books, some truth I’d never known, perhaps couldn’t know. The library was housed in a musty old colonial building, and the old building...

Impersonating Brianne Ch 03

This is the third part of the ‘Impersonating Brianne’ series. If you haven’t read the other two chapters, I suggest you do so. I’d love to hear from you, so feel free to leave a comment or send me an email. Enjoy! *************************** After making love in the desert, Alan and Marissa returned to the hotel. They held each other all night, overcome by their passion. With the sun’s first rays shining in through the windows, Marissa found herself once again in Alan’s arms. Unlike the...

Free Spring Break Accommodations Ch 01

LEGALESE: Don’t read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All sexually active characters are above the age of consent on their planet of origin. ___ Copyright (c) 2016 by Acup A word of warning, I write good stories, I hope, with some decent sex in them. If you’re looking for a stroker look somewhere else. For all my faithful readers, thank you for sticking with...

Christina Ch 06

There were no commercial flights to San Cristobal. Xavier offered to fly me down in his Lear jet, but when I checked on it I was told that the runways there were too short even for executive sized jets. So I took a Mexicana flight to Tuxtla Gutierrez — a horrible industrial town in the middle of a raspy desert — and from there hired a local pilot to fly me up to san Cristobal in his prewar Cessna. The flight itself turned out to be just as beautiful as Tuxtla was ugly. It took us sailing up...

A Flower in the Wilderness

Adrian Westbrooke decided he had to change his way of life because his present path was leading him to disaster. He was sick of the parties that turned rapidly into orgies, the booze and the drugs that were supposed to be part of the artist’s lifestyle, the hangers on, especially the young and not so young women who thought it was sophisticated to mingle with artists, he was sick of the one night stands. Above all he was sick of the mediocrity of his own work. Adrian decided on the change...

24 hours 5 years 10 months Ch 06

‘It has gotten better for us in the last couple of weeks Genevieve. These counseling sessions have made a big difference. As you know, we’ve been doing the homework you assigned. Both Jim and I have calmed down quite a bit and it’s feeling so much better.’ ‘That’s right. Marie’s been wonderful. I think that she’s finally feeling that I’m here for real. And that I’m starting to see her other side too. She’s starting to feel free to be who she is again. Me too. Pulling back and having us start...

A squabbling father and daughter have a meeting with fate on Halloween eve

The man slipped his cigarette out the narrowly-opened driver’s side window and hurriedly cranked it closed, crudely cursing the torrential rain outpacing the frantic windshield wipers. His daughter sulked moodily against the far door, curled into a limber knot. Her finger sketched a pattern on the fogged glass that had meaning only to her. “Give me a smoke, Dad. I’m out.” Her voice held a mocking, wheedling tone. His voice was raw. Damned sore throat just wouldn’t...

Amelia the Pirate Queen Ch 03

The next morning it was clear with the bright yellow sun rising behind the ship as she made her way west. The wind had not changed during the night and when the log was thrown she was making nine knots. The captain called for divisions after eight bells. When all the men assembled on deck, Amelia with her new shorter hair and dressed in her new ship’s boy togs stood next to the captain on the quarterdeck, the captain called out the first lieutenant. ‘Mr. Jeffries, is the ship’s company...

A Most Unusual Romance Pt 03

I’ve submitted this in the romance section because that what I believe it is. A Romance which toys in part with erotic couples and group sex. But ultimately it is the story of the conclusion of a thirteen year romance. This is the third part of this story – I strongly recommend you to read the previous parts first, it’s not going to make a lot of sense otherwise. I am aware that my understanding of medical education is based on my own experiences in the UK. I have played fast and loose with...

American Muslims Pt 06

Note to Reader: The following tale is centred on the Al-Nablusi family, who are Palestinian-Americans, and it follows them on a journey through love, sex, spirituality, tradition versus modernity. The father Faris Al-Nablusi, whose family originate from Nablus in the West Bank but he was born in Haifa, is a professor of Cognitive and Neuroscience at Berkeley and has been granted tenure. His wife Samira Hamoudi, who is from Nazareth, and is a lecturer of comparative literature at Berkeley- they...

Fiddler s Rest

‘What is it? What’s the matter, Meghan?’ ‘That’s a strange question to ask right after we’ve returned from Sal’s funeral,’ I answered. ‘It’s not Sal I’m asking about,’ Taylor answered. ‘Sal lived nearly a year longer than the doctor’s gave him. He’d been reconciled with the inevitable and prepared for months.’ No, Taylor was right. I didn’t mourn Sal Singleton, my literary agent. I’d talked with him several times in the last two months. I knew that this was a release for him—that he had been...

El Paso jack straw

A couple of months ago, my friend Jake Rivers put out a call for writers to participate in a story invitational based on three classic songs by Marty Robbins: ‘El Paso,’ ‘Feleena’ and ‘El Paso City.’ This is a follow-up on to our first invitational in the fall of 2006 with entries based on the Statler Brother’s song, ‘This Bed of Rose’s.’ If there is continuing support we might make this a regular semi-annual event This is my interpretation of the El Paso saga. ^ ^ ^ ^ EL PASO, 2007 It...

Ramona Jean s Wanton Honeymoon

Note: This is the second part of the story, following Ramona Jean’s Sinful Weekend. * Despite the fact that Mona was now on her honeymoon, as she sat leaning on and clutching the upper arm of her dozing husband on the swaying, thumping train, on a journey to a faraway land, she felt like a character in a spy novel. Never had she been privy to so many secrets. In the midst of such a public event as a wedding – even her small ceremony was announced in the newspaper – much secrecy surrounded the...

Statute of Limitations

To the reader: This is my first attempt at writing. If you like it that would encourage me to write more. If you don’t, then I’ll just continue writing software. Either way I would appreciate your comments. PART 1 — Opening Pandora’s Box Sunday, October 3, 2010 ‘Hon, just have a great time and don’t worry about me. I’ve got plenty to do around here. I can’t get into any trouble,’ Richard says as they walk down the sidewalk to the airport shuttle van. ‘Just remember, don’t let your sister...

Midnight Ch 01

Please note: There is no sex in this story for the first few chapters. – Virtual Atheist MIDNIGHT A Tale of Misfits, Colour, Education and Science PROLOGUE Hiya, I’m Usiku Wa Manane. Manni to my friends. Well, what’s to say? I’m a less than typical Yorkshire lass with a less than typical life. It’s basically been a journey from a slut to a princess and back to slut again. There’s more to it that that, obviously. After all nobody can describe themselves in a single word. I’ve been a swot,...

Speeding Ch 03

‘You have to actually get out of the truck.’ Reid bit back a smile as he stood outside her open door. Don’t wanna. His family was pouring out the restaurant, and she wasn’t sure this was such a good idea. ‘Joanne will need me at the store. We should just go back.’ He shook his head. ‘Not working, baby. Jo is fine, Taylor is fine, and the store is closed Sunday. You’re missing a whole two days. Oh no,’ he teased. Letting his smile break free, he gentled his tone, ‘No one will bite you, I...

Reaching the Summit Ch 02

Author’s note: My thanks to my partner and editor for her help with this, and to all of you who commented so generously on Ch 1. I truly never expected it to get a red ‘H’, thought it was too inaccessible for most Lit readers. I’m delighted that you’ve proved me wrong! This is the second chapter in a story. It will make more sense if you read the first. Julie has spent the day introducing John to the joys of winter mountaineering in Scotland. They ended up at her Glasgow flat and fucked. She...

Charlie s Guide to Life Ch 02

I woke up later that day and filled Stevie and Lex on most of the details from the date. I left out most of the ’emotional stuff.’ I hoped that maybe he would call. Stevie said that she had given him my number before the date. But as the days passed, I thought I had just struck out again. That is until I happened to eavesdrop on a conversation. I was about to walk into the kitchen when I heard Stevie on the phone: ‘You weren’t supposed to actually like her. I just wanted her cheered up,...

Diavolo

Just something different I wanted to try unrelated to my sci-fi series. ************* Prologue Gabriel entered the dimly lit room. Machinery whirred and blipped. His sweet grandmother lay in a nest of wires and tubes, her silver hair a frothy halo around her head. She looked so frail, this woman who’d raised him with an iron fist. She’d wiped his nose, swatted his behind when he misbehaved, and soothed his fears when the nightmares had threatened to overwhelm him. She’d been his rock, his...

Devotion

Delfina was crying. I was crying. Behind us, the sun rose merrily in the eastern sky, oblivious to our anguished hearts. As I embraced her, tasting the bitter sweetness of her tears, I felt her fingertips desperately clutching mine—first to her brow, then her bosom, her left shoulder then her right. She shuddered, and a fresh torrent of sobs broke over her like a wave in the ocean she was forming on my shoulder. ‘Frank? Will you lead us in prayer?’ My mother’s sparkling, cornflower-blue eyes...

Birthday Girl Ch 03

Hey guys, Once again, thank you for your overwhelmingly positive response, I really appreciate it, it’s where I get the courage to continue. All errors that may be present are mine, I have not used an editor as yet, though if you think I need one please let me know and I’ll try to find one. As always, creative criticism is most welcome and please don’t forget to vote. Anyone not of legal age…………….. dum dee dum di doo Enjoy! ************************************* ‘You should totally text...

The Cop The Chubby

-Wyd? -Watching TV. You? -Laying in bed dick hard thinking bout your fag pussi hole. -Oh wow! -Come over tonite. My wife is getting ready for work. k**s are sl**p. -What time? -Be here at 11:30. You can stay til morn. -OK. -You know the drill. Park at the Krogers on Wynnton. Text me and I’ll come pick you up. -OK Daddy. See you soon. Russell Jones put his phone back on the nightstand. His wife of nine years exited the bathroom fully dressed in her scrubs. She kissed him before heading out of...

Rash Decisions

Rash Decisions Gawaine Caldwater Ross Words 2463 My name is Walker. I play the keyboards, bass guitar and sing for our world music band, No More Hate. We have two percussionists, three guitarists and a female lead singer. Our debut album went platinum, and after that we were all rich. We’ve been together about 8 years now. We all bought adjacent property on the Oregon coast, this made it very easy to jam. I’m 35, and I love having fresh groupies every night. However, I was finding it less...

landlady

I was renting an apartment from an old Polish lady . The apartment was quite big having two bedrooms one of which I used as an office . Mora , the landlady , was a widow around 70 years old and was quite a bit overweight . She had a huge ass and normally wore a house dress with out a bra her huge breasts hanging over her belly .. She was a very nice lady who spoke with a heavy accent . She pronounced my name reeekie . When I rented the apartment to me she told me that she didn’t mind if I...

Meeting Margot

I Dan Thomas felt completely adrift. The blazing lights, the blaring jazz, and the buzz brought on by the two or three industrial-strength Hurricanes he had been sipping all throughout the day had clearly lasted well into the evening. For many of the revelers, it was just another Mardi Gras, but for Dan, it seemed like a rebellious celebration of his rebirth. 45 years old, he was celebrating his first year as a free man. Free in more ways than one: It was one year ago this week that he had...

Next doors not so little girl part 1

Introduction: As previous stories seem well received, I have written up another (s) exploit. I have had a number of comments about the language, some of which makes no sense to our colonial cousins, sorry about that but I write in English English not US English Mervin & Pat were my next door neighbours, they two children, Noel, who was about 17 ½, and Lizzy who turned 16 just two weeks go. I only know because I helped out with some pretty awesome decorations and lights for her 16th...

The Geek and the Mature BBW Photo Fun

My wife’s friend called again a week ago and asked if I could show her how to use her new digital camera and help her create a Real Estate brochure for a home she had just listed. The thought of maybe getting to see Dale naked again crossed my mind as I remembered our last encounter when I taught her how to use the computer and the MLS web sites. The meeting ended with some of the best sex I have ever had. I agreed and told her I had next Monday off we could work on it then. I dreamed about...

A Hudson Valley Sunday

Living in the New York metropolitan area for many years, and attaining an age where we are comfortable enough to do as we please, my wife Tanya and I decided to find a place away from the smog, congestion, and hustle of the city. We looked for a few years at homes and farms in the Hudson Valley of NY. This area is very old, being first settled by the colonial settlers from England in the 1600’s. After a long tiresome search, we finally “hit” on a treasure. A small farm, about 25 acres of...

White Plantation WIfe Breed by Blacks

The following story is for entertainment purposes only. The year is 1770. The place is Colonial Virgina. I’m the owner of a large plantation and I have a fetish that I fulfill using my wife and my slaves. My wife watches all those big black slaves working in the field during the day. Big and strong, sweating in the sun. But at night I bring those horse hung Niggers into our bedroom….and they’ve got a different kind of work to do! ‘Get of your knees bitch and start sucking those Nigger...

Post Coital Suggestion Part One

Introduction: Becky is transformed to a Black Cock Slut The story you are about to read includes very explicit reference to sex. If you are not old enough to read this story where you live, or if you object to frank language about sex, please read no further. If, however, you enjoy sexual fantasies and a bit of humor along the way, please read on! +++++++++++++++++++++++++ Hi, my name is Becky, and I live a life that I could never have imagined. I have a husband and two wonderful children,...

Honey for sale part 2

Introduction: a nine year old goes with a man to live with him and his wife Honey for sale 2 I was holding the check out to Jeb, but he wasnt reaching to take it and I began to worry that he might back out of the deal. Jeb scratched his balls and sniffed his fingers, the odor must have met with his approval because he looked at me, rolled the match stick in his mouth to the other side and said. I got a couple stip-a-lations ta add ta thisen greement. He said trying to sound all lawyer like. ...

Moving in

In September 2010 my life was over. My mom was getting married to Chuck and I was going to have to move away from the east side to the west. I’ve lived on the east side since I was born. It’s where my friends were. All because my mom had to go and fall in love I was going to have to leave my friends. And at sixteen years old there was nothing worse than not seeing your besties everyday. My mom couldn’t contain her excitement about the move. Not only was she getting a new husband but her...

A Good Favor

When I reached to answer my phone, still half asleep, Kelly sounded a bit panicked. It wasn’t even 9 am yet? What could be such an emergency? “I have a paper due tomorrow and I so haven’t got a clue what to do about it?” “Umm..okay? How long does it have to be? What’s the topic and all that?” I asked. “History. We have to read this book about colonial living and then we have a few topics we can choose to write on. It’s gotta be 3-5 pages, and I’m totally screwed,” she sighed. “Any...

Zoeys summer job

Zoey slowed her car to crawl as she checked the house numbers as she slowly rolled down the quiet shaded street. Let me see now, she muttered under her breath, 115, 121, 127, ahhhhhhh, here we are, 133! She parked her car in a under the shade of a large oak tree, and after checking to make sure that she had everything in her black attache case she headed up the front walk to the large colonial house that stood proudly amongst the large stand of trees surrounding the property. She checked one...

Permanent change of life

A permanent wave leads to a . It was very lonely in my room, but it had been lonely in all of the rooms I had lived in. My Mother and Father had been killed in a car, bus accident during my first semester at college, Since I had no other relatives and no money of my own I had sold their house and with the life insurance money and the settlement from the bus company, I was relatively well off. I had decided to continue at college and was able to live well and pay all of my tuition. But now...

Nubile Bliss 3

Introduction: It has been a very hot summer for Tammy. Shes become a 13 year old fox who is even more in love with Tom as the weks go by. Shes to young to marry and she craves Toms mature dick. What can the cute sprite do? Nubile Bliss 3 By Will Buster Tammy was lying on a bright yellow mat beside Toms oft used pool. She was on her back stark naked while Tom slowly and carefully rubbed sun tan oil on her delicate, girly soft skin. She smiled up at him, licking her freshly glossed lips. Shed...

Making a Choice

My husband Mike and I have lived in downtown Atlanta for over 6 years. The crime is uncontrollable. Every night we go to bed and hear the sirens of another shooting or the cries from another mugging. Thanks to the recession in 2007, our house value dropped so much that we were trapped. We would lose too much if we moved so for the past 2 or 3 years we have been saving every penny, trying to get out of this town. We want to move somewhere open and safe. Finally, this might be the year we can...

First Time Fucked

Tawnya Davis walked across the high school commons and felt several sets of eyes peering at her. She was a sight to behold in her tight pink blouse and short white miniskirt. Her five-inch heels made a click-click sound as she walked across the sidewalk, her hips swishing hypnotically as she moved. A group of science club geeks gawked as their heads moved with her walk, while a group of Goth girls watched her in disgust. She ignored them as she walked past them, on her way to her next class....

More than a Lodger Part 2

More than a Lodger…Part 2 I awoke the following morning to the sounds of fucking. Laura and Jerry were obviously at it in their bedroom, which was next to mine. I hadn’t heard them at all for the first four days, so I guessed they must have been making an effort to be quiet. But now, Laura was telling Jerry exactly where to put his big cock. I decided to just get out of bed and head to the bathroom to get ready for work. The bathroom had a wonderful shower unit over the bath. It was a colonial...

Attacked by a white man

Introduction: a mother and a daughter consensually submitting to a black man I enjoy getting feedback on my stories good or bad. I try my best to inform my readers as to the content of my stories so that they can decide BEFORE they read it if it is something that they would not like. I do not like stories with scat, heavy pain, or snuff as themes and I do not read them, So if you know you dont like a story before you read it is not fair to the author to rate it as a bad story because of your...

Next doors not so little girl part 1

Introduction: As previous stories seem well received, I have written up another (s) exploit. I have had a number of comments about the language, some of which makes no sense to our colonial cousins, sorry about that but I write in English English not US English Mervin & Pat were my next door neighbours, they two children, Noel, who was about 17 ½, and Lizzy who turned 16 just two weeks go. I only know because I helped out with some pretty awesome decorations and lights for her 16th...

Rash Decisions

Rash Decisions Gawaine Caldwater Ross Words 2463 My name is Walker. I play the keyboards, bass guitar and sing for our world music band, No More Hate. We have two percussionists, three guitarists and a female lead singer. Our debut album went platinum, and after that we were all rich. We’ve been together about 8 years now. We all bought adjacent property on the Oregon coast, this made it very easy to jam. I’m 35, and I love having fresh groupies every night. However, I was finding it less...

Deep Dive Part 4

Kate and I had been seeing each other for more than six months now. After crossing paths for ten years, we’d finally become an item last summer. From the outset, we’d agreed to an open relationship. ‘Open’ in the sense that, while we would always be each other’s primary lover, there would also - especially in Kate’s case - be others. I readily accepted this: she was the most intoxicating woman I’d ever known, and I was determined not to let her slip away.It was now January, and the...

Faceless Chapter 3

June 29th, 2010JAYI don’t know what the fuck I was doing back here. Virginia was the last place I ever wanted travel to, yet here I was, back in its clutches. I felt like a prisoner here as soon as I crossed the state border. Those trees were like jaws closing in on me. The closer I got to that house, the more claustrophobic I became.Mom always invited me to the house during the holidays, but I didn’t want to be anywhere near that sick fuck. This summer was different, though. It was our...

Designated Pool Boy

I liked my sister, Connie, even if I didn’t really know her. I was the “surprise” of the family, born twelve years after her. When I was starting elementary, she was off to college; as I was entering my teen years, she was married. I dare say I wouldn’t have known her at all if she and her husband had not decided to stay at the Beach. Of course, she married up, so they lived at the North End. But we still got together for the holidays and she came by to visit with Mom and Dad several times a...

Trip On A Whim

Was this weird? Yeah, definitely. Could I get arrested? Probably. I stopped in my tracks in the middle of the busy airport, bag in one hand, and considered for a moment. I managed to switch off from the hustle and bustle of the arrivals lounge in order to think.At every stage of this trip, I had stopped and turned around to head back. There was no way this was a good idea. I’d start to head back then stop and have the reverse thought process. She’d love it, what a surprise. It would be such a...

Daddy and the Office

Mara looked up from her book and glanced over the top of her glasses at the ticking clock in the distance. She sighed, realizing that she still had half an hour left to her detention. Carl, the boy sitting behind her, rammed his feet into the back of her chair repeatedly, causing her whole body to shake every couple of seconds. She clenched her fists tightly, holding back the urge to thrust her foot into his groin.Mrs. Nolan cleared her throat loudly and glared at Carl. "Mr. Richards, cease and...

Daddy and the Office

Mara looked up from her book and glanced over the top of her glasses at the ticking clock in the distance. She sighed, realizing that she still had half an hour left to her detention. Carl, the boy sitting behind her, rammed his feet into the back of her chair repeatedly, causing her whole body to shake every couple of seconds. She clenched her fists tightly, holding back the urge to thrust her foot into his groin.Mrs. Nolan cleared her throat loudly and glared at Carl. "Mr. Richards, cease and...

Stacy Lancaster Saturday Night Schlock

It wasn't something Jared would readily admit but he was in love. No, his love for his wife wasn't the secret; he loved Stacy deeply and would shout his devotion from the rooftops if given half a chance. His secret love was reserved for something else.He loved his new TV. They'd had it for months now and he still thought it was just awesome.The sixty-inch flat-panel almost didn't fit properly in their cozy little house. He was virtually infatuated with it. So infatuated, in fact, that he had...

Stacy Lancaster Saturday Night Schlock

It wasn't something Jared would readily admit but he was in love. No, his love for his wife wasn't the secret; he loved Stacy deeply and would shout his devotion from the rooftops if given half a chance. His secret love was reserved for something else.He loved his new TV. They'd had it for months now and he still thought it was just awesome.The sixty-inch flat-panel almost didn't fit properly in their cozy little house. He was virtually infatuated with it. So infatuated, in fact, that he had...

Lost at Sea Book 1 Where There s a Will Chapter 12

“Fuck,” Will swore. Will tried to turn, but his foot slipped on something. His bourbon from earlier. He ended up catching himself on the bar, but he was off balance. Inside him, he felt something seem to slide.Caine stood up.The whole room went quiet. To Will, everything seemed like slow motion. He knew this feeling. It felt like the world was sliding sideways, and he was a bystander in his own body. He tried to say something, but it was like he was moving through molasses. He only had time to...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi

Lost at Sea Book 1 Where There s a Will Chapter 12

“Fuck,” Will swore. Will tried to turn, but his foot slipped on something. His bourbon from earlier. He ended up catching himself on the bar, but he was off balance. Inside him, he felt something seem to slide.Caine stood up.The whole room went quiet. To Will, everything seemed like slow motion. He knew this feeling. It felt like the world was sliding sideways, and he was a bystander in his own body. He tried to say something, but it was like he was moving through molasses. He only had time to...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi

You Mustn t You Shouldn t Oh You Are So Naughty

I am not sure if I was born before my time, or after it. More accurate to say, that perhaps I had a little bit of both somewhere along the way, but not enough of either.What am I talking about here?It was nineteen-forty-eight. I was one of those silly small-town girls who allowed her best friend to talk her into going to dance for newly commissioned officers at the local Army Depot. I was eighteen, didn’t know a daisy from a daffodil and was talked into spending a few minutes behind the camp...

My Day With Julie

It was a beautiful spring day in San Francisco. Warm but not hot and the fogs of summer hadn't begun to roll in. I work for myself, and this was a day to play hooky.I had one errand that took me downtown, but then I was free. I decided to drive out to the beach and look at the Pacific Ocean. It is still a novelty for me. I've been here ten years since coming from England, but still get a charge out of where I live. I like being a tourist sometimes and I chose a route that took me along Haight...

Indian Nights

Chaos that somehow seems to work, that’s how I’d describe India. You go into a shop, perhaps to buy some silk and you are assailed by eager sales staff who deliver their patter without giving you a chance to draw breath. They offer coffee or tea, show you endless items in which you’ve already told them you have no interest but they are relentless. On the streets you have to avoid potholes, beggars, cows, appallingly parked cars, burning piles of rubbish, other pedestrians who are so busy...

War Of The Worlds II Part 1

Saturday January 13th 1908 - the day after the warning I had a routine back then. Since the death of my wife and unborn child during the Martian invasion eleven years previous I had needed structure in my life outside of work. On a Saturday I started off my day with some manual relief of my morning tumescence prior to getting out of bed. It wasn't the only time I would do so, but I made sure that it was a regular part of my weekends itinerary. Then up for squats and push ups. It's important...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi

The Real Legend of Sleepy Hollow Part 1

Most of you, I'm sure are familiar with Washington Irving's classic tale of the Headless Horseman, but are you aware of Mr. Irving's dark side. Like many authors, the public personna is way different from the private. Recently, I had the privilege of viewing his personal papers and I came across the unpublished version of his best known work. It centered around the sixteen year old, Katrina Van Tassel, the only daughter of Baltus Van Tassel, a wealthy landowner and widower. Katrina was of...

After The Reunion Ch 3

Sunday morning, June 11, 2028I awoke Sunday morning knowing, hoping, that my wife was still horny from the night before. I knew she hadn’t really been satisfied and I wanted her still that way when she had her business meeting Monday evening.To that end, even though I wanted to, I didn’t make love with her that morning. I planned on no more sex before Monday night. We had a busy day planned Sunday so I woke her right before I jumped in the shower. Their shower is at the end of the hall, so I...

When In Rome

Rome, December 1944.An army truck carrying Iota platoon weaved its way through the back streets of the ancient city. Inside, fifteen men huddled against the cold. Sargeant O'Malley drove in a seemingly random direction, but lost he was not. Seated in the back the men shivered, for these were the dregs of the army, the soldiers who just didn't fit; they had been called up and sent to a war that they did not understand. These men, while not bad, were simply a hazard to themselves and those about...

The Widow Next Door

Edith Downing had been my fifth grade teacher, as well as my next door neighbor, growing up. She had a daughter four or five years my junior, whom I babysat for a few times early in my high school days. I'd seen the death notice in the local paper, and since she was a former neighbor, I thought I should pay my respects, so here I was at her funeral service. Let me back up here a moment. She wasn't just a neighbor, she was my first. She started me on a lifelong journey of giving and getting...

Paying the rent

Thump…...Thump…..Thump….Thump … By now I know what to expect when the rhythm of the bed slamming against the wall upstairs begins to quicken. “Oh Fuck” the man’s deep voice rises in excitement easily filling the whole house, “Oh Fuck … Oh Fuck … Oh Fuck …” Alison says his name is ‘Richard’ but to me he is ‘Dick’ and Dick’s lack of vocabular is just one of the many things that annoys me about him. “Oh Fuucckk … FUCK … FUUCKK YES!!” At least the banging will be over now. Sure enough, about five...

The Devlin Family

Readers of mine will recognize similarities to my other story Runt of the Litter. The set up is the same, clueless young man is let in on a family secret and then the fun begins, but in this one I wanted to dabble more with teratophilia and experiment with the storytelling options of having magic to play with. Beyond this you can expect my usual bullshit. Namely: incest, futanari, femboys, occasional humiliation, fringe kinks, crazy characters, melodrama, and bisexual shenanigans in general....

Jane Takes Flight

“Oh God Jane, you’re such a naughty slut.” Jane was being naughty and she knew it, edging him again so close to coming in her mouth he was actually pulsing before she pulled off. She held his rocklike pillar vertical from its base with her finger and thumb while watching his face. She blew against it as one might cool hot tea. This was all new to Jane but sure she wasn’t ready for him to come. His breathing mollified and Jane used the fingers of her other hand to gently stroke his balls, drawn...

The Lands without Men

The Island continent of Lemuria isn’t of this earth. It lays in the ocean of the red currents in the southern hemisphere. It looks like a dart board target with forest and city islands forming circular bands with three kilometer water ways forming the lines between the sections and the radials towards the center of the land mass. In the center is an island castle city surrounded by a moat. Each of the segments of the land has it’s own settlement. The cities and villages are reminiscent of...

When The Men Are Away

A woman in Colonial America is left home alone with her close friend and servant while her husband goes to a neighboring city to conduct some business. She has her servant help her clean the house but her blouse gets really dirty and her servant offers to clean it for her, of which she agrees, removing the dress and letting her friend go wash it. Another ENF story but set in 18th century America! Fun times. We have two girls to follow here. Abigail is a beautiful, kind hearted, naive and...

The Colonial Period On Dacien Primaris

Thou hast answered a call by the United Federation of Civilizations for settlers to take ship for the newly discovered world of "Dacien Primaris". The United Federation of Civilizations began as a grand experiment on on world at the center of the Northern Spiral Arm of what thou, (The Reader,) wouldst know as the Andromida Galaxy. Yet, verily, not in our own universe but one close thereto, wherein magic and the arts arcana are freely sanctioned by the gods for the use of men. Not only that...

Kyle and the Thompson Family

Kyle drove up the drive way of the house at 6969 North Water Way. It was a large colonial style home. It was the home to the Thompson Family. Mr. James Thompson, still in his early forties, was a millionaire several times over. He owned a number of businesses around the world. He had a daughter, Rene, who was a sophomore at an ivy league school he couldn't remember the name of. He also had a son, Gregory, who had just graduated from high school. Their mother had passed away several years...

The Courtesan 3 The Reckoning

As we continued our tour of the Castle, Kurt led me down a long spiral staircase deep under the main building. At the bottom of the stairs there was a dimly lit hallway with rooms on either side. Each of the roughly hewn doors had bars in small window openings. It was obvious these rooms were jail cells. Our footsteps echoed on the slate stone floor as we walked. It gave me an eerie feeling knowing this place was over eight hundred years old. I’ve had a fear of dark confined places since I was...

The Nurse of My Dreams Fucks Me In Reality

I met Anne on an erotic stories site. She’s a nurse in a large southern California hospital and, on first glance, appears to be the girl next door. Anne has a friendly bespectacled smile and, I was soon to find out, a killer sexy body.Anne and I became fast friends on the site and we were soon exchanging sexy nude photographs. She told me that her husband took the pictures that proved beyond a reasonable doubt that her body was one to make most women her age VERY jealous.I soon wanted to meet...

The House in the Woods

I was a warm summer’s day as the group of three girls walked up the wooded dirt road that led away from their neighborhood. They approached an old graveyard that had been all but forgotten for nearly a century. Many of the grave stones had long since given away to the ravages of time, crumbling or wearing away, lost in the tall grass. The few that were recognizable bore dates from times long before anyone still living was born. The apparent leader of the group, or at least the bravest was a...

Coming Home pt 2

Faith closed her eyes and continued her trip down memory lane.Faith had spent that weekend replaying the fight over and over in her mind. She yo-yoed back in forth between anger, sadness, and guilt. She was angry because Hunter just didn’t seem to get it. Sadness because she really did care for Hunter and didn’t want this relationship to end. And lastly guilt. She felt that the strongest. She felt guilty because he really did have a point.Why was she so afraid of deeper intimacy? They had...

Nicked Neighbours 1 Sexy Submissive Sonja

I Sketch the Setting: A Secluded Small Old Quarter in the 'Arm-pit' of Old Town A'dam & West-PortsI move into my apartment in old social housing at former Houthaven (Wood Import Port) almost fourty years back, still an eternal student of - how properly - Social Philosophical Anthropology of Science and Technology. A subject for which a life-time is not long enough. Indeed it is something which I still study, in one form or another, as I never accepted any job after going to school for a...

Best Friend s Mom Blew Me After Midnight

The first time my best friend's mom's mouth closed around the head of my penis, I was hooked. It was just after midnight in the utility room on the first floor of their colonial New England house. Her eyes sparkled in the soft reflection of the moonlight coming in the window that faced the back yard. Through it I could see tall oaks waving softly in the fall night air of our small Massachusetts town. My shaft disappeared within the round O her lips formed around it, emerging again slick with...

Suburbia

Suburbia, what a shithole, I thought as I stood on the sidewalk. I looked up and down the street where lush trees lined both sidewalks. The newly washed cars reflected the sunlight and most of them were European imports. It was early morning and not a soul in sight. Maybe it was because it was Sunday and people had the day off from school and work? I turned around and walked to the gate behind me which was locked. A white seven-foot wall ran down the sidewalk as far as I could see. I pressed...

Finding Rachel s Switch

“Where the fuck have you been?” she said. “In there,” I pointed and crooked my wrist around to indicate the bathroom, which was right past the bar and right again. I noticed her untouched drink sitting on the bar. “Why the aggro Rachel? Someone piss in your martini?” “Something like that,” Rachel snapped. “What took you so long?” “Nature called and we had a long talk,” I explained. She rolled her eyes irritably at my corny metaphor. Rachel was already mad, so I pushed it further. “Do you want...

Neighbors Ball Team Party

I could hardly believe my ears as I sat there.I was sitting beside the pool in Tim Wilson’s backyard, chit chatting with Tim, our neighbor that lived about six houses down the street. Tim was quite a bit younger than I was, having just turned forty I was 9 years older than the 31 year old Tim. Although we weren’t close friends, we would have the odd pint together and just shoot the shit a bit . . . the age difference never seemed to matter. On this particular day we had been talking about the...

Turned into a Pussy Licking Lesbian Slut

“Okay counsel, your witness” The judge said as he motioned to the prosecuting attorney.The prosecutor stood, straightened his suit jacket and approached me as I continued to sit on the witness stand. “Mrs. DeFrancisco, how long did you know the victim, Miss Simmons?”“Since we, I mean my husband and I moved to Arlington,” I answered.“And how long was that?”“Well we moved here in May of 2001 and I met Debbie about a week after we moved in,” I answered. That was how my cross examination began. It...

Last Kiss

It was a warm summer’s evening in the middle of July; Jennifer and her husband Myron were attending the wedding of Myron’s sister. The wedding ceremony had been earlier in the afternoon, but the bride, groom and wedding party had gone off to have photographs taken, so there was a break of about an hour or two before the reception was due to start. Jennifer, Myron and their two children had gone with the wedding party to have pictures taken, but those had been over rather quickly, and now the...

Book Bindings Chapter One

My name is Feorinda, but my friends call me Fay. I am a third year student at University, with a double major, seeking a double BA in Women’s Studies and Social Work. I had it all mapped out, I had the scholarships, the bursaries, and even strong lines on jobs post grad since my work experience semester was with the Ontario ministry office my uncle works out of. Everything was on track, until the Book. I worked part time at Ching Wu’s Gallery, it is an upscale place on the edge of Chinatown...

From Straight to Gay

Three times a week, I go to a gym after work -- one, to work off stress of the day and two, to keep in shape.One night after work, I stopped by the gym and went through a serious workout. The first half, I worked on the lower part of body and the second half on the upper.After the workout, I was soaked with sweat to I decided to take a shower there before going home. I always try to keep a change of clothes in my locker for such occasions.The water felt great so I just stood there for about 10...

Summer Art Show

Fritz Carlman is an art dealer. He throws a large summer party for local artists every June at his farm in the country. He invites many wealthy collectors from the city to attend and bring cash. The entry fee for the artists who wish to attend and bring art work for sale is a young female relative.As the guests arrive, they are ushered onto the spacious and well landscaped lawn in front of the colonial style farmhouse. Music is played, food is set out, and wine is poured. The attendees stroll...

Marissa Weiss very much enjoyed her mid morning run. On that Monday, her trainers pounded the smooth, black asphalt of this suburban residential street, one of a vast network in her upper middle class neighborhood. Mature oaks, poplars and sycamores spread their generous canopies over lush, well tended yards, creating a forest in the outskirts of Atlanta. The road wasn't anywhere near flat, with hills and dips that challenged Marissa to pound harder. She loved the exertion, her well toned frame...

Carla Chapter 4

Harry Carter and I went way back. He was, like me, from a part of the military that doesn’t exist. He had to leave when he mislaid a leg in some shitty part of the world. I’d carried him most of the way out and while he didn’t owe me anything (he’d have done the same for me), he’d remained a close and dear friend. He was also one of the most resourceful men I knew. If the police couldn’t find who was trying to kill Lauren then maybe, just maybe, we might. I gave Harry copies of all the email...

Twisted Sisters Chapter 1

My wife Elizabeth and I had met while we were in college. She is English and was studying here in America, working on a degree in nursing. I was a Business Administration major. I was sitting in the cafeteria eating lunch one day, and this beautiful young thing came in looking for someplace to sit. The cafeteria was pretty crowded that day, and I watched as she looked around for a seat. She had been standing there for a few minutes, when I called her over and offered her a seat across the table...

The Apartment Part 7

“We need to talk,” Carol said to me. “This is going to be a big step for all of us. Do we really want to take it?” Carol was astride me on our bed in our Virginia apartment. I was face down, and we were both nude. We spread towels on the bed and were giving each other massages as a prelude to sex. Carol’s strapon was laying on the bed next to us. “I thought we’d worked this out,” I responded. “We agreed months ago that we would continue seeing other people. And we’ve refined that to narrow it...

We Met On A Plane Part 2

Joan and I met during my weekly commuter flight from Newark to Milwaukee. During that flight, she favored me with the distinct privilege of fingering her pussy to orgasm. Afterward, we had dinner and then retired to my hotel room for a night of exhibitionist sex. Our viewers were a couple of coeds whose room had a window not twenty feet from my hotel window. At the end of the night, Joan and I agreed to keep in touch via text messages on our phones. She knew that I was in town every Sunday...

The Mandingo Breeders Club

The Reconstruction Era in United States history covers the period from 1865 to 1877, following the Civil War. There were many societal changes taking place in that post-emancipation period, including consensual interracial sexual interactions between African-Americans and white people, as the blacks adapted to their new freedoms. Many of the black people continued working on the plantations as paid employees, and some of them also farmed their own parcels of land.Aspects of those interactions...

The Thrupple

Freddie Reeves steered the red 2015 Dodge Grand Caravan into the parking lot. He pressed the button to open the right sliding door. “Bye, guys,” he said to the Williamson siblings as they bounded out of the vehicle. The caretaker watched them closely as the teacher on duty ushered them towards the school entrance.He headed out to the grocery store to do some quick shopping. Tonight’s menu was BBQ chicken breasts, charred corn salad, and steamed broccoli. The five-ten, slightly chubby, unmanly...

A Night in Nairobi

To the casual observer, Maxwell James Robertson looked much like any other expatriate in the lounge of Nairobi’s Fairway Hotel. A well proportioned man, a touch under six feet, age had treated him kindly. Middle-aged, he had a firm face with a determined “Scottish” chin and aquiline nose. Having just spent a couple of weeks in Uganda, he was pleasantly tanned, a tan that set off his immaculately groomed silver hair to perfection. He was plainly dressed in what is commonly known in the tropics...

Pollack B ball Coach Black Femboi

Coach L stood up from the golf cart. “That was a good round, fellas,” he smiled.“Sure was, Coach,” remarked his former player and retired NBA forward Taj Howard.“Enjoyed it,” the coach’s younger son, Brian, added.“Yeah! Thanks for having us, Taj,” the older brother, Jack, said.“Anytime,” the towering, dark-skinned man nodded. “Quick drink at the clubhouse.”“Of course,” the senior citizen agreed quickly.The four men headed up the sidewalk. Taj flashed his pearly whites at the hostess and they...

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The days after I fucked with Leona I spent alone. She has told me that she was going for shoot in the Bahamas for a week. I was a man who had everything in terms of material comforts, and there was not a girl I couldn’t pull in a bar. But I found that I could not stop thinking of Leona and that I stayed at home fretting and looking at shemales and ladyboys on the internet. I had Leona’s number but was terrified of calling her in case she was working and I disturbed her..I just wanted her to be...

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