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Skipper Chapter Twelve

Skipper, Chapter 12 - By: Beverly Taff Elizabeth and Jane stayed with us until after the New Year but finally and reluctantly, Elizabeth had to resume her duties as a judge. Jane also had to return to her engineering project in the Midlands and the girls resumed schooling. My time became tied up with developments in the port. In March, Elizabeth and Jane confirmed that they were going to be mothers and I was now the father of four children. Margaret had confirmed that hers was a...

Favour Day

"For what is a man? What has he got When he wears hats, and he cannot Say the things he truly feels But only the words of one who kneels?" THE SEX PISTOLS - My Way Things fall apart. I don't know who said that, but it's true. Things fall apart. All things. Health. Happiness. Love. Oh, yes, certainly love. Because emotional commitment, like a washing machine, has a built in obsolescence factor. You know that as well as I do. Even though you may be in a position where, for the...

Restoring the Castle Ch 01

[Restoring the Castle is a mostly nonerotic mystery romance. Brief sex scenes will be found in chapters 1, 4, and 6. It will post in eight chapters, at an approximate interval of one week, and will be completed within two months of the posting of the first chapter] * Khaki green was perhaps her least favorite color. So, why was her world swimming in it? ‘Swimming’ was the word for the sensation, too. It seemed like she’d been swimming around in heavy water that was keeping her just below the...

A Correct DestinyChapter 2

There were four legs, or stages, of the flight from Mather Airport outside Sacramento to Eppley Airfield in Omaha. General practice was for the two pilots to trade off primary flight duties for each leg. As the pilot-in-command, or PIC of the aircraft, Ken was the one to dictate who flew the first leg. His usual habit when working with a new first officer, or FO, was to fly the first leg himself. This allowed the new pilot to get comfortable with the way he did things and, on the Omaha line,...

Jacob s GranddaughtersChapter 17

February 18, 2015 Standing in the bright afternoon sunshine outside the Rosewood Restaurant, Keri Anderson turned and hugged Jessica. "Thank you so much for lunch." "Keri, it was my pleasure, after all a girl doesn't get engaged very often." Keri grinned. "This is going to be my one and only." "Yeah, I think Joe's a keeper." "Oh, it's not Joe it's the girls ... Joe's just a bonus!" They both laughed. They were dressed in what Keri called their 'professional garb, ' of...

Somewhere in Time Pocket WatchChapter 6

Decorum dictated otherwise, but decorum be damned. I took her up in my arms, right there in the gallery, and planted one directly on her lips. She wilted a little under the weight of that kiss. A stern-faced matron in the corner was shaking her head at me when we broke. Oh well, it was worth it. We were seated just as the final vote was taken. The resolution passed and the leader of the assembly picked up a pen. He signed the document with a swirling flourish. Of those assembled, thirty eight...

ConundrumChapter 2 What has Beth got into

Matt's work went to pieces, and the business was carried by Janet his secretary. It was obvious to her that something was wrong, but she would not inquire. If Matt wanted her to know, he would tell her. It was after he had made a bad mistake on the roster for staff at one of their contracts that Matt had to try and explain what was going on. He found it difficult as he wasn't too sure himself. So much of what he suspected were ideas in his head, generated by feelings, and small clues. Janet...

Well sucked by my husband s son

- How did you find out?- She told for Lilian.- A confidence like that, sóintimate? I thought it would be more discreet.- Nothing, it's still the same person you knew. Lilian was shocked, she only told me after I promised she wouldn't tell for anyone else.- So watch out for Tiago, if he knows that you know, we know, things will boil.... Look out! Don't even tell for anyone- Do you want tô hear it or don't you?- Speak.- What Lilian told was...***- I didn't find Tiago for weeks, after that...

Moving On

‘But what about Pippin Mummy?’ whined Daisy, her bright blue eyes already welling with tears. ‘And Dubs?’ asked Oliver, looking anxiously at Robina. ‘They will stay here, don’t you see, ‘ said Robina, cooking at the Aga. ‘It will be alright, you and Daisy will be able to come and ride the ponies as usual.’ ‘I’m still not sure about it, ‘ grumbled Mark as he entered the kitchen, glancing at Daisy who was perched on the table. Her knees were grubby with mud and some straw was still attached to...

Legal Luse

Incest was the part of my marriage vows I was not aware of, nor was my wife Pam. We were always kind of kinky, right from the first day we met. Hey, no big deal. Our hot little imaginations used to come up with some great ones to try. We met at a frat party while we were both attending the University of Wyoming in Laramie. They have a much better law school, if you are interested in Law, that is much better than the Big Three with all their Networking. Anyway I had to go piss and there were...

Another Morning Ch 01

This is not a stroke story. It’s a story that builds with each chapter submitted. If you want to get your rocks off, go somewhere else. I hope you enjoy the first chapter. –~~– The alarm went off, pounding through my sleep fogged brain, ending a delicious dream I was having. I rolled onto my right side and opened one eye and glared at the offending object. My hand snaked out from the covers to slap the off button on the top of the clock. It was just another day like any other, another...

Night Skies Hotel X The Gathering Storm

Universe synopsis: Centuries ago, two world-spanning civilizations made first contact via technology that enabled access to multiple realities. Each civilization was unique in the sense that a single sex dominated it -- Terra's Patriarchy by males, and Gaia's Sisterhood by females. Gaia was the more artistic of the two, had closer links to nature and was more advanced than Terra in some of the sciences, such as biology and physics. Terra, on the other hand, had a cultural drive to explore...

A Clear Picture

A Clear Picture by Erin Tyler You probably think life with The Mistress was rough for me. Don't get me wrong: it wasn't all fun times. She was just as cynical and misanthropic as she had ever been. However, it wasn't all bad. In fact, it was actually pretty nice. The Mistress -- my mistress -- recognized that her mistress, Sheila Tucker, had been completely insane. Mistress Sheila had been a slave driver to my mistress and a nightmare for the town of Parkside. My mistress...

I Was Promoted from CFO to Secretary

To our readers, I would like to introduce a new coauthor Cagivagurl. Do yourself a favor and check out her story page on FM. We were so impressed with her resume of stories we went out and actively recruited her to join our team. For our faithful readers you might be able to detect a more sensual leaning to this production. We hope you enjoy this tale. Marina and Monica Promoted from CFO to Secretary. Beth Johnson sat out on the patio relaxing with her morning...

What Happens In Vegas

In one of the hotels that I worked in during my early years working for Armstrong Hotels, I met a woman who studied yoga and meditation. It was after a particularly busy shift she offered to lead a meditation for anyone that was interested. I joined her and never looked back. Over the few months that I was there, she taught me several basics which I have built on since.Whether my workload is heavy or light, I had got into the habit, ever since that placement, to take a few minutes for myself. I...

What Happens In Vegas It Can t Be Right Pt1 Ch 10

In one of the hotels that I worked in during my early years working for Armstrong Hotels, I met a woman who studied yoga and meditation. It was after a particularly busy shift she offered to lead a meditation for anyone that was interested. I joined her and never looked back. Over the few months that I was there, she taught me several basics which I have built on since.Whether my workload is heavy or light, I had got into the habit, ever since that placement, to take a few minutes for myself. I...

Madness In Moderation Ch 1 2

"Madness in Moderation" Chapter 1 It was brisk for early September, and the cold, cutting winds of winter had come early that year. Rick hunched his shoulders and quickened his pace in a feeble attempt to keep warm on the walk to the nearby highschool. He's a senior now, having nearly completed his twelve years of torment. He was finally on the home stretch. In but a short year, he'd be rid of the cliques and various midwit riff raff that comprised the local student body. The city can...

Vicar

“Ah, come in Michael. Yes, now. How are you?” “Hello Bishop, I mean Your Grace” the bishop waved a hand, such niceties were immaterial. “I’m, well I’m not that good I suppose.” “No, no. Understandable. A sorry business. What are we to do? It does seem a shame, but I fear we must move you somewhere less ... less scandalous shall we say?” “Yes, I did offer to resign” “Pish!” does anybody say pish these days? “Pish and tosh, you are a good priest; the church cannot lose you” Michael Tobay was...

Wipe Off the Lipstick

A worried young man from Stamboul Found blotchy red spots on his tool. Said the doctor, a cynic, "Get out of my clinic, and wipe off the lipstick, you fool!" No, I'm not from "Stamboul". Unless you're a history freak, or a fan of Graham Greene, you're unlikely to know this old name for Istanbul. I certainly didn't until I looked it up after finding the limerick. And while I'm sure you can be George (or something equivalent) in Turkish, my ancestry is British (whatever that...

Building a LegacyChapter 17 Otherworldly Voices

'Alex? Are you busy?' 'Sure, Mickie.' Alex recognized her mental signature as he sat back, enjoying yet another coffee while the girls around him discussed what being a Seeker meant to their lives. 'I've got a few spare moments, ' he teased, seeing as how he wasn't doing anything at the moment. Becky and Melinda had everything well in hand. 'I really wanted to apologize for walking out on you. I didn't want you to think I don't regard what you are doing as important, but ......

Monica s big blowout sale

At first, we thought it must have been vandalism. On the other hand, in retrospect, we should have known better. The final ‘o’ and ‘t’ hadn’t been scribbled out, like the typical vandal would do. There had been a very neat, straight line drawn through each of them. AND they were printed considerably smaller than the other letters... and not capitalized like the others. And who the hell was Monica anyway? About an hour earlier, my three housemates and I had decided it was finally time for us to...

The Way of the Wicca

Even in hindsight I couldn’t be sure of the first time I saw her. Looking back, some of my memories seem like dreams; some of my dreams seem like memories, almost as if I came into being that day when I turned my head in the unseasonably bright March sunshine. The music blared in the background and the hum of people talking, laughing and singing played in the foreground. It was a Saturday and the final day of the concert to coincide with the spring equinox. It was mostly a hippie affair; a lot...

The Dress Code

Mike wheeled the car into the parking space outside the dirty, non-descript building that was his place of employment. Without thinking he slid into a too small parking space, the only kind that were available in the too small lot, and slid the lever into park. Mike had seen it all before, after 40 plus years in the business he was used to the up and down cycles. This one had all the earmarks of the company going under: gradual loss of customers as technology changed and the...

No more Doctor Nice Guy Part 9

No more Doctor nice Guy Part 9 8 months later "You don't look nervous," Kevin appraises me in response to my indication of my emotional state. I'm in my work scrubs and just about to leave home for night shift. My first night shift where I'm the nurse in charge. "Well you know what they say about appearance and subterfuge." I give a slightly obtuse answer. He furrows his brow at me. "Looks can be deceiving!" I spell it out. Now he just rolls his eyes. "It's an...

Mutual Benefits Chapter Two

Taylor sighed in resignation. “Can we go back to factorials?” she asked, her voice strained.She wasn’t understanding permutations at all. We were hitting a bit of a roadblock - while we hit it off well in our first week, all things considered, there was a factor in our arrangement we hadn’t considered: I may have known the math, but I did not have the communication skills to teach them.“Well, we have n and we have r, so we just need to take n factorial and divide it by n times r factorial,” I...

Mutual Benefits Chapters 1 5

I would have traded anything in the world for another life, one where I wasn’t known by everyone as nothing but a nerd. People kept telling me there were going to be all these benefits later on in life – “think of how easily you’ll get a job,” “you’ll get to be the boss of all those people that bullied you,” “you’ll be set for life.” What the hell kind of life was I set for? They say that high school shapes you and these four years make you who you become later in life. I was on a perfect...

Descent

© 1999 Jill Foster never even looked at the burgundy Cadillac next to her as she got in her car. It was hot and she was in a hurry because she had to get home and drop off the groceries before she headed out for work. She was scheduled to work from 5:00 'til 11:00. It was already quarter to four. She put on her sunglasses and started her ten year old Honda. As she eased her little red Accord back out of the parking spot, she heard a squeaky grinding sound. She stopped her car and looked...

THE SATYRICON OF PETRONIUS ARBITER Chapters 1 26

Author of THE SATYRICON - Gaius Petronius Arbiter (c. 27 - 66 AD) was a Roman courtier during the reign of Nero. He is generally believed to be the author of the Satyricon, a satirical novel believed to have been written during the Neronian era (54-68 AD). Tacitus, Plutarch and Pliny the Elder describe Petronius as the elegantiae arbiter (also phrased arbiter elegantiarum), "judge of elegance" in the court of the emperor Nero. He served as suffect consul in 62. Later, he became a member of...

Her Baggage Delivered

Troy was distraught when Lisa ditched him; he’’d not known her that long, but had visions of grandeur over their budding relationship, and had masturbated daily over the thought of her allowing him to bed her. Now, here at the mall, and in front of several of her smiling female friends, she had taken a curt pleasure in dismissing him. “You’re just not up to my standards ... your car’s O.K. but you’re cramping my style ... it’s over.” She left him crestfallen, and strutted confidently away on...

Lucian Ch 1

Dear reader, For legal reasons I have to assure you that all characters in this story are over 18 years old. For every other reason, though, I must remind you that the law has no jurisdiction over your imagination. Lucian, Chapter One. The black shoe swung in and out of the overhead light. It was a slender-heeled pump hugging a nylon-clad foot attached to a nylon-clad leg. Bent at the knee the leg covered a second nylon-clad knee, swinging softly. He loved the dark,...

For the Love of LiciaChapter 28 Revenge

"Please, Anna, stop this." The place was packed with people. Some sat, but most ran in and out buying coffee in tall containers — coffee with odd flavors and spices, chocolate, milk and sugar. Or they stood at high tables and counters, talking while they guzzled down their brew. They weren't drinking coffee, Angique thought — they were having shots of caffeine. She and Anna sat at the back of the room in leather club chairs, a low table between them. Anna had invited her to talk at this...

There and BackChapter 185 Separation Anxiety

The next morning at breakfast, Fergus informed us he’d found us passage to Ostwick leaving in the afternoon. We split up to get last-minute errands done, like packing and shopping for a few supplies. I insisted on going down to the Alienage with the hopes of running into Ena, and though Avanna grumbled, she relented when Alistair insisted on coming as well. My poor, frustrated guard captain had learned little about Dera’s escape except that it had happened only two or three days after we...

Smurfberries

Smurfberries The beach was hot, the sand was white, and the sun glinted off the reflecting crystals in it. I'd been walking along the shore for the last hour, just aimlessly wandering. My name is Kevin, and I was only 16. I'm about 5'8" with short black hair, brown eyes, and I'm not going to be winning any beauty contests anytime soon. It's not that I'm ugly, it's just that I'm not handsome. I was only about 110 pounds, really light for my age. I'm on vacation with my family...

Brandy s Ranch Ch 02

Copyright by ProfessorR © by Prof. Richard W. (formerly of the University of ____________) ***** RANCH HANDS – part two TUESDAY MORNING: Brunch continued As Dean and Joe chatted with each other, Dean gradually began to realize that the retired Mexican-American businessman was planning on spending the night with Jennifer. Dean could see that it made sense, but he was already planning to test the MILF hand of Brandy’s Ranch himself. Unknown to her conscious mind, he had begun to prepare her...

Found in Translation

Found in Translation by Armond *** They are patient. Sparkling. Thrumming. Four perfect platinum monoliths, their faces filled with celestial marks; divine words, of life, of death, of love. They hold a secret, these plates, infinity's key; needing one to come, who, through the simple act of reading, will unlock them. They are waiting. *** 1. Kore "So you are like ...Indiana Jones?" Her broken English was so cute that he resisted answering in his...

Me And Sam Chapter 16

Is It Love? Chapter 16 Darla and I sat there hugging and kissing till the sun was clearly visible on the horizon. I began to wonder and worry if I had missed my only opportunity to share our oneness. She didn't seem disappointed though as we did everything but engage in intercourse. Her nipples were huge and ripe and each begged attention. I didn't disappoint them. Darla's moans nearly equaled my own. I knew then and there that we could have shared...

An Afternoon of Torment

In all my years visiting professional mistresses, rather paradoxically, by far the most explosive, mind shattering episode I ever experienced and from which I never fully recovered, occurred during a visit to an absolute beginner and a absolute novice at the game. The following account is I believe an accurate record of the session as I still remember most details quite vividly, but there were some occasions where I believe I may have had moments of blackout or was not fully compos mentis for...

Tales of the RAC 2 The Yards

Tales of the Restored American Commonwealth4072: The YardsByEmily DanielsTales of the RAC: 4072: The Yards Chapter 1: The Verdict Chapter 2: The Yards The Yards is the second chapter in the 4072 saga of the Tales of the Restored American Commonwealth. The story begins with 4072: The Verdict. If you would like to know more about the setting of the Restored American Commonwealth you can learn about it, purchase previous chapters and interact with characters by going to...

Delivered to Justice by Miss Beryl FrobisherChapter 4

Crawford could now taste the full flavour of feminine spite, as he was whipped to the makeshift courtroom by Ekua, with a robust enthusiasm that had him gasping with each stroke, the kiss of the lash on his flesh, and the promise of humiliation to come, having his cock teased deliciously by the spikes within the cruel cage as it hopelessly attempted erection. His anus squeezed hard at the generous plug as he thought on Agnes’s spiteful words, delivered with such tart enthusiasm - he was to be...

Cleo Benedict DominatrixChapter 3

Ralph’s erection had already been nicely rigid, by Cleo’s cruel and satisfied smile on the verdict than Brown was to hang for a murder she’d enjoyed committing, and it pulsed to full rigidity as she rose from her seat in the courtroom gallery, and transferred that smile to him. “I think a nice little initiation ceremony of your worship of me is in order, now there’s no irritations in the way.” She turned without further need for comment, or response from him, her ownership of him not...

Fashionably Late For My Funeral

This is essentially a romance story set against a background of international drug dealing with the occasional side plot of the usual mayhem. Paranoia: (Pron. para-noya) noun, a mental disorder marked by the unjustified belief that one is being persecuted, usually accompanied by megalomania and insane distrust. Paranoid (Pron. para-noyd) adjective, also called paranoiac of, relating to or affected by paranoia. A person affected by paranoia. CHAPTER 1 I do not suffer from paranoia. I am not...

Altered Fates Tempest

ALTERED FATES: TEMPEST by BobH (c) 2004 Authors note: This story was inspired in part by femur's Lovingly Modified Romance Comic covers, specifically af011.jpg. These can be seen at tgcomics.com 1.Janice: "'Loose' for 'lose'," said Gina Carter, dark eyes flashing, "'breath' when it should be 'breathe', and not knowing the difference between 'affect' and 'effect. Not to mention 'adverse' and 'averse'. I swear they've given up teaching basic English in American...

Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 16

When I left the safe house, a quick glance at my watch told me I'd been there the better part of seven hours. It was all I could do to keep from bouncing up and down on my toes like Peggy or Tink were prone to do whenever they got excited. I couldn't believe Roberts had gone unnoticed for so many years. Why hadn't someone picked up on the signs? The man was absolutely convinced of his own intellectual and professional genius. No one was as smart, or clever, or ... just think of an...

Cutting Cake

Cutting Cake. By Tanya H. To all of the wonderful trans people who have been hurt trying to just live free, and to all those who were taken to soon. I left home in Yorkshire, went to London and joined the Metropolitan Police as a cadet when I was sixteen years old. After thirty years service I walked out of the job cloaked by a deep, impenetrable loathing for my fellow human beings. After getting sick of the relentless white-noise of uniformed, borough policing, where my...

War A Love Story Part 1

WAR by Jason Argo "Will there be a war, Herr Strasser?" The room was in shadow, the electric lights had been dowsed and heavy drapes had been drawn across the windows to block out the early evening sunshine of midsummer. On one side of the room atop a small dais stood a slender young woman, her beautiful face framed by a long fall of blond hair. She was completely naked, her breasts swollen, her nipples tight with arousal. Facing forward, she supported...

First and Ten Part 6

First and Ten; Part 6 Webster defines paranoia as an irrational distrust of others. Since the events of the past few weeks had provided me with more than my fair share of well grounded reasons to be distrustful of others, I could claim with a high degree of confidence that I wasn't paranoid. Still, that didn't keep me from acting like someone who was. Even Emma wasn't free of suspicion as she behaved the following day as if there were nothing more exciting going on in my life than...

Aztec Artefacts and Their Path to SubmissionChapter 10

Lloyd squirmed at the pole in a strange blend of discomfort and sexual euphoria, on an image flickering to life upon the screen before him, his mind fast reclaiming its lucidity from the waning drug. He fought with his own conscience as that lucidity only served to heighten his arousal, his boning cock betraying the undeniable pleasure that had been awoken by his predicament thus far. As hard as he fought the shameful desires that now accompanied his bondage, the dark excitement at being...

Ascent of VulvadorChapter 5

Veen was at least comforted a little from the nightmare he’d let himself into, by Varnella’s revelation to the women of Gelding House of her intention to retrieve his Omni battery; it eased his dilemma slightly, knowing the formidable women would now assist in securing it from the position on the green plain that the ship’s indicator had shown. It did not ease his immediate predicament however, and he was conscious of his cock standing rigid in a rude salute to the lush and cruel display of...

Kolchak the Nylon Stalker

KOLCHAK: THE NYLON STALKER. (Based upon characters created by Jeff Rice.) By Way Zim. June 18th, 2005. Cleveland, Ohio. If and when this story hits the wire, the name within the byline will be quite different from the old war horse of a reporter, virtually at death's door while covering the strangest event, ever to occur in the erratic history of my career. But although a succession of occult incidents since the early seventies, had...

Lost at Sea book 2 Drifters chapter 11 part 1

Will’s head felt like it had been stuffed with cotton. He was cold. He was naked. He was stiff and sore.He was in a bathtub.Uncoiling himself was a process. He caught a whiff of himself and recoiled. What had happened?“Oh. Right,” he croaked as memories came flooding back to him. He reached over and started working the pump. In sputtering bursts seawater came flowing into the tub. It was comfortably warm. Probably daytime. The ocean was usually warm by noon this time of year. The charm hanging...

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Of Love and Lush

Wine is seldom appreciated by those unacclimated to its taste. The complexity of its flavor overwhelms the palate, causing its layered subtleties to be lost on those unaccustomed to the vintage. Thus it is, that despite songs and poems being dedicated to this most ancient of arts, most would fail in sensing the difference between a fine French Bordeaux and a glass of common table wine. On first taste, many might actually prefer the simpler, less hearty bite of the screw-top variety. Alas, the...

A Christmas Play

Chapter 1: Seen at the Play. It was at the school Christmas play I first saw her. Quite what it was that drew my attention to her wasn’t clear. She was attractive but no more attractive than a lot of other young mothers present that evening. She was on the other side of the school drama room from where I was sitting, and I tried to define what it was that made me keep glancing across at her. There was a remoteness, an austere quality combined with an aura of sadness about her. I felt that...

No Half Measures Part 2

Author's note: Thank you to everyone who gave helpful comments and feedback on part one of this story. If you haven't read part one, you really should, as you will have missed key elements of the story. This is part two of what I hope will be a continuing story. Again, your comments and thoughts would be most welcome. No Half Measures ? Part Two By Jenny Walker (c) 2003 CHAPTER 9 I stood there for a moment not knowing what to say. Eventually, I found my voice and...

Kolchak The Nylon Stalker Adonis Afloat

KOLCHAK: THE NYLON STALKER. (Based upon characters created by Jeff Rice. ) By Way Zim. CASE ONE; ADONIS ADRIFT. Aug 10th, 2005. Cleveland, Ohio. Journal of Karen Foster Klein; I write this entry feeling several ways foolish but somewhat wiser from the experiences of the past 2 weeks. Perhaps it was my own hubris, the way in which a decrepit old man had assumed the role of a young woman; without major crisis. Karen...

Sympathy Pains

Hi guys! Well, my second story is complete. I hope you'll all enjoy it. And please, PLEASE do take the time to leave feedback as I always view it to hear your thoughts and learn what you like and want to see more of! Sympathy pains By Bluedust "So, tell me...what seems to be the trouble?" She asked while looking down at us, peering over her glasses the way only educated women do. She was a tall woman, though most of...

The Chick with the Demonic Dick

Disclaimer: This story is my intellectual property, and should be treated as such, do not plagiarize, or post without permission. If it is not legal to view writings that are sexually explicit and may have themes of bondage, feminization and other 'deviant' sexual experiences: don't read this. Don't read it, if it is not legal to do so where you live. Going any further is of your own free will, and responsibility is solely on yourself. Any similarity to real people or events is...

Summer Can KillChapter 6

Monday 9.00am She poured coffee and squeezed oranges and refilled the baskets of bread and pastries on the tables, concentrating hard on doing it right, the way she'd seen him do it. People nodded and smiled and thanked her, and she tried to smile back without showing the gaps in her teeth too much. At first she'd been nervous when they looked at her, but no-one had said anything and she'd been able to concentrate again. When the cleaner came she wanted everything to be perfect, and even...

Molly Curt Naked In School Chapter 2

"Come on, I'll go with you. The women are all here right now." At the entrance to the kitchen, Bert backed away, and Molly had to talk hard to him. She was losing, but Erma, the cook, just happened to come out where they were. It was questionable who was the most shocked, but they got through the explanation, and the fifty-year-old Erma was able to joke around and tease Bert in her usual fashion, calming him a little. Erma was a wonderful cook and had been with them for twelve years. She...

Beetlesmith s Ch 11

My fears lessened when Karen and I were at the mall. We were in her favorite store, and Karen spent a lovely time, at least for her, modeling different outfits for me. I played along as she wanted me to, throwing in my opinion about each outfit she tried on. I could tell she was getting aroused, but I didn’t think it was due to residual effects of the elixir. It was just her normal, turned-on conditioning whenever I played fashion critic to her fashion show. One of the store clerks was...

Jupiter You re Only a Star

It is said that as you grow older certain memories shine through the dense blur that is your life. As an elder, humans often reflect on the ‘What ifs.’ Not in regret, but in natural curiosity. Which is perfectly understandable, because what is life without the persistent enigma? And although I will never survey my life, pointing out my apparent flaws. I will always wonder who I would be today without those who’ve changed my life in ways beyond reason. He may come upon this. That prospect is...

Bimbo Pop Princess

Prologue – Candy Records The auditorium was filled to the brim. In the modest country town, high-profile entertainment was a rare occurrence. Knowing this, when the local high school got to host a sponsored singing competition, the locals didn’t stop to ponder whether they really were interested in watching teenagers make fools of themselves. Indeed, most of the townsfolk had never heard of this ‘Candy Records’ label, and generally expected nothing more from the event than an utterly tacky...

Alan Ch 05

What Immortal Hand or Eye/Could Frame thy fearful symmetry? Alan spent Sunday relaxing around the house. He had some schoolwork to make up from the days he missed, and he set to it, lounging on his bed, his textbooks scattered around him. He was making good progress, but once in awhile his mind drifted back to his encounter in the hospital with the old man. He turned a page in his notebook to a clean sheet and began taking notes, on the top line the wrote in capital letters, ‘THE SEED.’ 1....

How I Managed My Muse

(format corrected and simplified 1/15/08) ‘Don’t ignore your muse. Pay close attention and do EVERY little thing she says and do nothing she advises you NOT to do.’ ‘Hey, Hey, HEY! This is my ‘How To’! Don’t talk to them directly!’ ‘Are you arguing with ME?’ ‘Um, uhhhh, nope. Not I. Ummm, would you mind if I started this again? I’ll tell your part as you’ve told me. OK? But shouldn’t it be in my voice? I’ll tell them how you introduced yourself and influenced the stories. This one is all...

A Day in the Mind of Sean L Nelson

One should always trust one’s first intuition. You see, I just made oatmeal. I held the spoon somewhere near my mouth and sensed it was too hot so I went to write this while it cooled. However, on second thought, I just barely tasted it. It was indeed too hot and burnt the tip of my tongue. This will no doubt have cosmic significance. Today, I went to the Goodwill and bought myself a decent pair of jeans for $5. On my way out, I saw a woman’s wallet on the ground. It was open so that I could...

I Will Not Bow

Brother Samuel here. The most controversial writer in the history of online erotica. I’m a big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent living in the Bird’s Nest area of Ottawa, Ontario. Way down in the Confederation of Canada. I’m new in town and I hate it already. Canadians of all colors are such fakes and flakes. Especially those I’m related to. Man, my family is simply insane. Doesn’t matter which branch of them I’m dealing with. How in hell can people be this way?...

Spotlights Ch 04

Author’s Note: This story is complete fantasy. Any resemblance to people, living or dead, companies or inventions is purely accidental. The story will make more sense if chapters 1 to 3 are read first. ********** Chapter 4 – A compromise is proposed Jenny had fun dressing up for the dinner party in a white corduroy shirt with gold buttons, a grey tartan mini-skirt, thick red woollen stockings, black patent leather shoes and giant gold hoop earrings. She ought to have looked like a teenage...

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Marilyn (Maz) Foster was sitting up in my bed, her back to the bed head and I was lying across the bed with my head in her lap, looking up at her. Until a few minutes before I had been lying face down but when my objective had been achieved, I turned over. “You’ve always been really good at that.” “Thanks, Maz. One tries. Fancy a glass of wine? “Marvellous.” I got up and walked to my kitchen. I was taking a month off after working on location in Singapore for a tv series in which I played a...

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Author’s Note: Jake Rivers is my new pseudonym to replace Dynamite Jack. The first of the year I will be changing all of my stories over to my new id. Thanks to the many readers that have given support and encouragement. Thanks to techsan for his editing help. Early December – Charlie People think it’s easy to do this Santa Claus crap at the department stores. I’m here to tell you it’s one hell of a lot of work. All day, every day for a few weeks in that damn Santa get up. How would you...

Zero Chemistry

This is the first chapter in my first series (and hopefully not my last!) so I would really appreciate any comments or tips you might have for me. I promise it will get steamier as the chapters go on. This chapter is fairly short because I mainly just wanted to introduce the characters. The following story is a work of fiction and intended for ADULTS ONLY. If you are not an adult or offended by descriptions of explicit sex, please read no further. This is a copyrighted work. ©Copyright 2014...

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Chapter Two: The Mansion ‘Hello Ms. Pendergrast,’ Mr. Smith smiled politely at the prim child care worker after he walked out to greet us. ‘Hello Sabrina,’ Mr. Smith stretched out a beautifully manicured hand and I shook it shyly. ‘I hope you like our little home here,’ Mr. Smith added warmly. Little home? I would hardly call it little and almost laughed at the man in front of me. We were standing in the large porch of his grey huge mansion. The lawn was perfectly manicured, huge and...

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“Hey, Natasha,” the editor of Sydney’s trashier daily paper called across the newsroom, a smirk on his overweight face, “Are you eco-curious?”For me, an out and proud young journalist, this kind of banter was a tedious occupational hazard. But one I played along with so I would be accepted into the journalist team.“Past the curious stage boss,” I said, faking a one of the boys’ smile.“Bio-sexual, eco-femme or eco-butch?” he loudly asked, ensuring the interest of the whole newsroom.Only female...

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Anyway as a result I may be slower to post than usual as I try to beat this twisty, hellish yarn I choose to call a story into submission. Sorry, hopefully the story will be better for it. In other news: OVER 200,000 WORDS! HORAY! ________________________________________ “Hello?” The shopkeeper peered, bleary eyed, at the figure standing on the other side of the glass door. “Sorry we‘re closed now.” “Good.” The hooded man pushed the door open roughly. “Then there will be no...

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I am become, without choice, a modern kind of guy though I'm over fifty. I recall the heady days of JFK and his Camelot, when all seemed right with the world. As a kid back then, I had a head full of pie-in-the-sky ideals; everything seemed magical. I later watched men walk on the moon live-as-it-happened, with Walter Cronkite on TV gushing about the greatness of another uniquely-American achievement. That's when there was a world to speak of. Not quite such a thing any more. We...

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The wedding invitation, blood-red script on black, didn’t surprise. However, the time and place did pique my curiosity. Aza and Harri’s wedding was precisely timed, six minutes past eleven on Halloween in the Terminus Chapel at Rookwood cemetery.Now Rookwood wasn’t just any cemetery, it was Sydney, and indeed Australia’s, largest, having been open for business for one hundred and fifty years, with a million burials under its belt.As you would expect, I giggled at the Terminus Chapel name, which...

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The Amplifier by Anonymous-002 1993 Jerry Gilman yawned and wiped his face with a towel. He stared blearily at his watch. Slowly, his eyes focused on the face. 2:30 A.M. He carefully put down the solderingJerry Gilman yawned and wiped his face with a towel. He stared blearily at his watch. Slowly, his eyes focused on the face. 2:30 A.M. He carefully put down the soldering iron and stared at the device on his bench.The Amplifier didn't look like much. A tangle of wiring and integrated...

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Lynx had always had a vivid imagination. He began to suspect that he had more than just an overactive imagination when he started seeing girls near his home and in his school. He didn’t go to an all boy’s school or anything, so seeing females wouldn’t normally be strange. But this was different, it wasn’t the fact that they were female; what caught his attention, was the fact that they were not human Lynx’s hallucinations; which he really believed they were, kept appearing with more...

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In the morning Julie awoke slowly, feeling Greg’s comforting presence beside her before she was consciously aware of where she was. She nestled against his warmth, blissfully shielded for the moment from any undesired realities. When Julie was finally fully awake and aware of her surroundings, the night before came flooding back to her. And now that magic didn’t have to end when the clock struck twelve. It was morning no one had turned into a pumpkin. She could stay. Greg could stay. It sent...

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The Tuscan sun was quietly burning off the last wisps of grey morning mist from around the rising cypress spires in the near distance as two cars arrived at the villa, grinding the gravel under their wheels like strong waves breaking on shingle. My mother lifted the palms of her hands towards my face and allowed them to brush the outline of my veil, as though anything more than the lightest touch would cause it to disperse into fine white powder and drift away into eternity. She stood back a...

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Told from the wife’s perspective. This is one of my longest stand alone tales. ***** I remember this starting with Tim and I scarcely believing our good luck. A five bedroom bungalow on a deserted coast along the Caribbean Sea in Panama, close to the Columbian border. The price was a steal since it was the off season. Tim used a portion of his advance for the novel he was working on to pay for part of it and I used some of the money my mother left me to cover the rest. Two months in the...

Razor Ch 10

After a miserable week, in a long line of miserable weeks, I pulled my tired body and aching head towards my foster-mom’s house for our monthly family dinner. I hadn’t gone there for our last family gathering, because I hadn’t felt up to it, and I’d contemplated ‘calling in sick’ again, but I’d had calls from several of my brothers over the past week, some just calmly reminding me of the date and time, some blatantly telling me I had to come. I felt pretty crappy about it when I realized that...

Madeleine Ch 05

September, 1916 Paris, France It was a Monday, when my life took a significant turn. I had completed my morning exercise at the embassy and had arrived in my office when I was summoned to Mr. Stark’s office for what was described as an urgent meeting. This in itself was not unusual, as I spent almost half my time in the ambassador’s company, discussing events, planning strategies or interpreting for him. But this time, I found him in the company of a high-ranking British general and the...

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Magic It’s funny in the non-funny kind of way how one little word can be so many things and create both pleasure and pain. Personally, I prefer magic, one moment it’s there and the next it’s gone. “Kiss me quickly my legs are like jelly!” I tell you and before the word jelly is out, your lips are on mine and you taste just as good as I imagined you would. The kiss is perfect and though I might have convinced myself it was if it weren’t, it simply felt too right for a wordsmith like me to...

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Christina Michelle Stanton sat in the airport terminal doing one of her favorite things – people watching. As usual, she had arrived at the airport with way too much time to spare. Her flight didn’t leave for another hour and she had already been at the gate for almost that long. She sighed and berated herself for her overly serious approach to life. ‘When will I ever learn to take life less cautiously?’ she thought to herself, as she watched the other passengers milling about through the...

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Beth Barker often thought about how it got started. Of course the obvious cause was one all too familiar to married couples, a marriage gone sour, a marriage that had promised much passion but had died. Why does this happen? Who can tell? A partner who turned out not to be the person you thought they were, a familiarity that makes one weary of the same penis in the same vagina, the vagaries of middle age that make us wonder if we’re still attractive to the opposite gender, the desire for some...

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The ease with which Jacqueline Manceaux breezed through life provided a perpetual source of annoyance for Denise. She shone like the sun, even in her darkest hours, and to be fair, she had more than her fair share of them. Denise strove not to take any sort of snide comfort in the misfortune that often befell Jacquí, as she was affectionately called by the hordes of her closest friends. In contrast, Denise felt like an ogre in Jacquí’s company. On those rare days when she felt well above...

A Man of the Modern Era

Introduction: A parallel to another of my stories, where comets and plague have made the world a harsh and dangerous place. But some remain civilized, and can even form bonds with each other. A Man of the Modern Era I am become, without choice, a modern kind of guy though Im over fifty. I recall the heady days of JFK and his Camelot, when all seemed right with the world. As a kid back then, I had a head full of pie-in-the-sky ideals, everything seemed magical. I later watched men walk on the...

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The characters Mark: The buff, boastful and overconfident blond footballer dating Ashely. Ashely: The blond bombshell, good looks, big tits, and a superiority complex making her an ideal match to her boyfriend Mark, that is except for her compulsion to flirt. Anthony: A rather low key guy with a slim build short black hair and average looks. Fairly shy he had a past close history with Michelle that died out and now looks to her as his lost crush. Michelle: shoulder length haired brunette and...

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It's 3am and I can't sleep. You would think that after helping Cheryl fulfill her anal sex fantasy I would be tired enough to sleep, but a nagging thought is keeping me awake. Next month it's my turn to present my fantasy so Cheryl can help me see it to fruition. I know, it's a long time off and I shouldn't be worrying about it right now, but there's something gnawing at me, something big. As we lay together after our intense lovemaking session tonight, Cheryl made a remark about a threesome....

Time for Change Chapter 1 PostapPantsdown

Exhaling slowly Catherine watched the smoke dissipate into the night air just like beliefs that had seemed to be carved in stone days earlier.Throughout her whole life she had lived through good phases that slowly declined until she felt the need for hard cuts, sometimes painful but always healing. Burning bridges was always more invigorating than building them and it seemed the time had come yet again.For weeks she had found herself unsatisfied with the status quo, getting her life up to snuff...

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Of all the things Jenny had imagined about a society crashing before it actually happened what she had expected least was the degree to which she enjoyed it.She had fought, shot and killed people, stolen food and supplies and now she was sitting in the back of an almost empty supermarket and masturbated because she damn well could, and frankly Jenny wasn’t sure which of those felt best.The survivor’s guilt she had read so much about was more of a survivor’s pleasure, the pain and grieve where...

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