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LimitsChapter 17 Family Matters

I'd learned pretty quickly to set aside any expectations that our New Family Order created, but I had to admit that, barely two weeks after Brianna and Brittany had moved down to the Caymans with Morgan and Megan, I was shocked by a phone call. "We want to come home, Michael!" wailed Brittany, who was always the drama queen of the two. "But I thought ... Dad and Marie, Morgan and Megan, sun, beaches..." "Yeah, all that's great!" she harrumphed. "But if we come back right now,...

Prurient ParishionersChapter 14 Police Matters

Lieutenant John Flett was fatigued. Almost every minute since he came home from work on Monday evening his wife had been cross examining him. "Did you lie to me? Did you just scare Cheryl or did you make love to her?" They were sitting side by side on the sofa in the living room and John was having his usual after work scotch, unwinding before dinner. Barbara, as usual on her husband's working days was dressed neatly in a skirt and a loose fitting, white blouse. She was determined that...

The Protector Family MattersChapter 2

"Glad to meet you Detective Bladen," Jonas said as he opened the door and got out of the car. Jonas didn't like being at the disadvantage of sitting in a car while such a corrupted man was standing at the door. Once he was standing he stuck out his hand "Glad to meet you too," Detective Bladen said. He looked at Cleves and said, "I didn't know you had friends from the other side of the tracks Cleves." He said it as a statement but he made it sound like a question. Cleves looked...

The Protector Family MattersChapter 3

Jonas knew that he was dreaming because he was back in Joe's garden sitting on the bench beside the huge oak tree. He had been talking to his wife and daughter for what seemed a long time, but not nearly long enough. Jonas heard someone clearing their throat behind him and looked over his shoulder to see Joe. "Sorry folks. Time to go," Joe said jovially. "Please Joe. Can we talk just a little more?" Jonas pleaded. "OK. You still have time to say goodbye," Joe conceded. Jonas put...

The Protector Family MattersChapter 4

The front door opened as Jonas reached to ring the bell. The girl opening the door jumped back in shock with a gasp. "I'm sorry miss," Jonas said embarrassed. "I didn't mean to scare you." The girl looked like she was in her early teens and for some reason she reminded Jonas of Liz but she didn't look anything like his daughter. Liz had straight black hair and an olive complexion. This girl had a wild mass of auburn curls and a pale complexion. He let himself see her aura and...

The Protector Family MattersChapter 6

Jonas was sitting on his bench in the garden. He considered it his bench now since it seemed that he was spending so much time there. He heard Joe clear his throat and looked over at the little old man sitting at the other end of the bench. "Joe, would you like a comb or a brush for your birthday?" Jonas joked with a smile. "I don't know if you are aware of it but your hair is wild." Joe chuckled and said, "I have a bunch of both but I keep losing them." "So, are Pam and Mary OK?"...

Honor MattersChapter 2 Debriefed

Debriefing took place in a modified auto-doc, a medical center in a drum. I didn't know how long I was in debrief until someone told me. It could have been just fifteen minutes. I could have been in there fifteen days. While in the auto-doc all restraint, all internal censorship is removed. Does it all come out as babble, which must be filtered and processed for sense to emerge? They had my report to compare against the stuff produced by deep interrogation. Unfortunately for me, auto-doc...

Honor MattersChapter 4 Nickel Tour

Solace Harmon was the engineering officer of the Lightning Bolt. Constance Cormorant was the ship's steward—a glorified cook! They were taking me on a guided tour of the Lightning Bolt, a "class 400" small star ship. Naked, of course. We left the crew quarters and took an elevator to the lower deck. "This is the cargo deck," Constance explained. "As you can see, it is full of supplies right now—and your fighter." Marsh Hare, my fighter, took up the forward third of the cargo deck....

Honor MattersChapter 5 Red and Yellow and Black and Brown

It was official — as official as documentation could make it. I was a retiree. My pension would be deposited annually, just a few thousand credits but enough if I didn't demand too much. I was released from duty — officially. The old-school term was "sheep dipped." I was a deniable asset. My mission, since at least the moment that Minister Sunday passed me a coded message and handed over custody of "Concubine Yums" (aka Agent English, currently going by the name Ashley Londoner), was to...

Honor MattersChapter 6 Teeth for Marsh Hare

"Solace, I need a favor," I asked the engineering officer. "It involves wearing clothes." What I wanted were teeth for Marsh Hare, my 'light fighter' spacecraft. Marsh Hare had been demilitarized by removing the weaponry, a missile launcher and a beam weapon. The fire control system was intact, but disconnected. The fire control software was still in the computer but hidden in the directory. All I needed were weapons. There were enough spare weapons aboard the Lightning Bolt. The...

Honor MattersChapter 7 Objects in Motion

The space between stars is dark and cold. Often thought of as empty, objects as large as gas giants or burned-out star cores can be encountered. Lightning Bolt emerged from jump space 15,000 miles from a comet – those "dirty snowballs" that can be 100 miles in diameter. That comet was only 30 miles in diameter and featured pools of liquid hydrogen, fuel for Lightning Bolt. This comet's core was shaped much like an ice cream cone. Comets have a small constellation of smaller rocks and ice...

Honor MattersChapter 8 Salvage

When I woke up there were two bald, naked people snuggled up to me, one on each side. Quite a trick in a standard-sized bed! I recognized Constance, eventually. The stranger to my right was the newcomer, Kris. Bald? Why were they bald? Bald or not, I was sexually aroused to a fault—throbbing cock, leaking fluid. I hurt! “Captain Manchester wants everybody on the bridge,” Kelsey announced from my left, standing on the floor and on the other side of Constance. “You have three minutes.” That...

Honor MattersChapter 10 Course Plotted

It took almost two days to recover from that epic orgy. We still had hours in hyperspace or jump space or whatever your engineers call that wormhole between two points in our galaxy. Sitting at the mess table I began my presentation. “Mission creep caught me,” I said. “Now I’m officially retired. Lightning Bolt is officially used for survey. She’s about four times the size of the survey scouts normally used, but I’m not complaining. Survey reports are an income source. We also have the honor...

Honor MattersChapter 11 Home at Last

There I was flat on my back with Ashley kneeling between my spread thighs, rubbing my cock between her heavy tits. She was in her final days of pregnancy and our doctor, Kelsey, said that Ashley had to wait a few weeks before she could get my dick in her pussy again. Poor Ashley had ballooned up in the last months of her pregnancy. What’s this with women and fat? She was miserable—but... “Ahhh,” I breathed as intense sensations overwhelmed me. I was in a place without words, without images....

Good Medicine Senior YearChapter 8 Matters of the Heart

June 17, 1984, McKinley, Ohio “I’m going to break things off with Maggie tomorrow,” I said after Clarissa, Jocelyn, and I arrived at Tasha’s apartment for our usual Sunday dinner. “What?!” Jocelyn exclaimed. “I thought you were going to take the Summer.” “I’ve thought a lot about it, talked with Tasha, talked with Clarissa, and had a short talk with Doctor Blahnik. Basically, I let my promise to Maggie cause me to ignore the reality of the situation.” “Lara?” Jocelyn asked. “It’s...

Masi shen EvolutionChapter 3 Matters of Religion

"Just who is this Texas preacher? Where did he come from? What's his religious affiliation and how many followers does he have? Is he the least bit credible? Does he have any credentials?" The White House Chief of Staff stormed back and forth across his office, his cell phone clutched tightly to his ear, his other hand waving wildly in the air to punctuate his questions. Behind him, a wall-mounted flat-screen television showed the Texas preacher standing tall on an outdoor stage before an...

Family MattersChapter 3

Friday night was always family night in our house. I know lots of my friends saw Friday as date night, but for us Friday was sitting down around the table for a more formal meal. The work and school weeks were over and everything moved at a more leisurely pace. Later, we would usually play a board game, or my current favorite, cutthroat spades. I was in the kitchen, wearing an apron to protect my shirt and tie, helping Mom by cleaning up behind her, starting in on the washing the pots while...

Family MattersChapter 4

I leaned back against the headboard, pulling Tina with me. I cradled her thin frame in my arms so that she laid back against my chest and my hands had access to the front of her skinny body. I slipped my hands up under Tina's top and started to caress her small, firm breasts. Lilly watched us for a moment, and then rocked and swayed as if to unheard music. She started stripping off her clothes. I loved the way her hips swung back and forth, the way her arms and hands were so expressive. She...

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Private Kaisa Nord Family Matters

Kaisa Nord has come to Private Gold, Love Radio and today she gets much more than she bargained for with her stepbrother Don Diego. After practicing putting a condom on a banana these two are horny and ready for the real thing as Kaisa dives straight in for a sloppy deepthroat blowjob before offering up that curvaceous body and juicy pussy for a fuck. Enjoy the incredible big tits of Kaisa in action as this sexy girl takes a hard pounding on the bed fucking her way to a hot cumshot all over her...

NubileFilms Aiden Ashley Matters Of Attraction

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These Fucked Up Days Just Keep Coming Pt 3

Author’s note: I’m not Kate, and I don’t engage in or agree with incest outside the confinement of my fucked up imagination. ~FT December 15 th Blog Entry: I hate to fly when the temperature is below freezing. I don’t care what the reason really—if they have to de-ice the plane before takeoff, the trip isn’t worth taking. And to add to my traveling disdain, I’m surrounded by my family. You’ve heard me bitch about them before, bloggers. My parents are unkind, arrogant, judgmental assholes and...

These Girls Can PlayChapter 12 Parental Visit Then On The Road

Judy came up for a visit just before they were going to leave for tour number one, stayed for a week or so enjoying everyone's company, and sitting in the studio every day with Billy while he recorded some of the sessions before leaving for the city. Bob caught up with her one afternoon and they both took a long walk into the forest around the property. "What are you thinking about," asked Bob softly? "I don't know Bob, I just can't get over how much she's matured in, what, six...

These Girls Can PlayChapter 13 First Show of the First Tour No More Cherries

They got back to the hall with about an hour to go until show time, so they just sat in the dressing room talking like it was any other day sitting around the house. Janell changed into her "performance uniform" while everyone made light and chuckled at each piece she put on. Tonight it was a pair of men's boxer briefs rather than commando under the huge pair of men's gym shorts, you never know who's looking and what they may see. She put on little shorty socks and her custom made...

These Girls Can PlayChapter 14 The Videos Show 2 Cameras Cameras Everywhere

As announced earlier there was going to be some videos shot during the concert tour. It was going to be one more product that Bill could add to the business. "The Girls Playground Music Inc." would be doing more than just music. The first release would be on tape but as soon as the DVD format gelled, Bill was already planning on that medium as well. They all sat down before the second show which was the first to have cameras on the stage. The girls were a little concerned about the camera...

These Girls Can PlayChapter 16 Last show of the last tour

By the end of the fifth year of touring it was becoming obvious that when not actually performing the girls weren't having a lot of fun anymore except in the studio. They played every concert with the same energy as they played their very first show five years ago, but it just wasn't the same anymore. They hadn't become jaded, just worn out. The road can do that to you. Bob had warned them and even though spaced out the road was wearing them down. They still had their spirit and their...

These Girls Can PlayChapter 17 The Last Hurrah s and an Epilogue

One of the big named bands, which will remain nameless, was looking for a temporary replacement for their lead guitar player who would be in forced re-hab for a few months. They had a grueling tour coming up, so Bob raised his hand offering Heather. It would only be temporary, and of course Heather was already known as one of the best guitarists anywhere. Knowing it was only temporary she reluctantly agreed to give it a try. She didn't relish touring with anyone except the girls. Studio work...

These Girls Can PlayChapter 3 Sweet Saturday Jam

Not having planned for an overnighter, none of the girls had a change of clothes. It really didn't matter except in the guest room. "Uh Bob," Heather said softly. "I don't have any night clothes to wear, would you have an extra T-shirt with you? A really big one?" Bob looked at her with a smile and said, "You don't need any night clothes Heather. I'm willing to go the nude route if you are? That's what I'm used to." Cocking her head to one side, Heather looked with an evil...

These Girls Can PlayChapter 1 Finding the Gems Meeting the Girls

Once Bob had listened to the demo tape that Judy had sent to Sara, he had to contact Judy directly. The quality of the recording left a lot to be desired, but what do you expect on a home cassette recorder. She probably used the kind with the built in microphone that would pick up just about anything including traffic passing by on the street. Even with the crappy recording, it didn't hide the quality of the music that was being played. This was live? In a garage? If possible, there was no...

These Girls Can PlayChapter 2 New Tools

It was Janell that really put things into words for them, "I don't know how we can ever thank you for putting us together. I know for me, it's been three years of kick ass fun and I've really learned to play my drums rather than just beating on them." "Yes you have young lady," Bob smiled. "If you'll look over there, behind my pile of amps, you'll find the drums you'll play tomorrow. Sorry, but you'll have to set them all up and tune them to your liking." Janell moved around...

A Nudge to the Gray Matter Ch 01

Just so you know, this tale involves women being tricked into giving blowjobs and having sex. Just because our hero is a perverted guy doesn’t mean he is heartless. Thus nobody gets pregnant and there are no STDs to be passed around. Enjoy, just don’t believe. * I guess the first time I thought it was on August 2 of this past year. I was studying out by our pool when my mom came out to swim and sun bathe for a while. When I glanced over at her as she dropped her huge towel from around her...

A Matter of Forgiveness

It was my fault. No if’s, ands or buts about it. I was going too damn fast, the powerful Mustang felt so good to me, I just had to let it run. And run is what I was doing, the roar of the overpowered engine sweet in my ears, windows down, the blast of the sweet damp air of spring whipping around me. I slipped over into the left lane to pass a big semi laboring up a hill, signalling and checking carefully in my rear view mirror. All clear, I leaned harder on the gas, the speedometer needle...

Just a Matter of Time

{There is some sex in this story, but it’s not really erotic. Nothing else really fits.} Dan walked in to the big ballroom at the local Elk’s club. Looking around at the roughly 30 or so people there, he realized he did not recognize a single soul. The chairs surrounding tables by the dance floor were filled with a sea of white hair, oversize people chatting away. Heads turned to look his way, he didn’t see any sign of recognition at all. 40 years is a very long time. Dan had no idea at all...

Just a Matter of Time Ch 02

Dan lay in bed unable to sleep. He was worried. He listened to the soft peaceful snores coming from Jeanie as she lay by his side. After 40 long years he had come home, and found himself walking nearly instantly into the life he had before. Nothing had changed, yet everything had changed. The woman he had loved but lost was now his again. Even forty long years had not killed that, the thought of her had always remained in the deepest recesses of his mind. He lay there with every single nerve...

A Matter of Perspective

Perfect… just perfect! Liz ran up the steps to the second floor bathroom with a plunger in hand. What else can go wrong? At least the darn thing wasn’t actually overflowing, thank heavens for small favors. Liz had been planning today’s family reunion for the past year. She thought she’d planned everything so well that it would run like clockwork but Murphy’s Law had prevailed. ‘Why did I ever get the idea of a family reunion?’ she wondered aloud. It had started four years before when Liz had...

Mind over Matter Chapter 2

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Peter contemplated his situation. Somehow he had been given the power to control other people’s minds. He knew that there was some kind of moral or ethical problem somewhere in this, but at this moment, with two hot girls sucking his cock and licking his balls, it was kind of hard for him to see it. Besides Tanya, who he had fucked so thoroughly not too long ago, Sara, Tanya’s flat...

A Matter of Control

After a long day at work dressed in her conservative business attire, she'd come home, let her long auburn hair down, allowing it to cascade over her shoulders and well down her back. All she'd put on was a thin tank top and a sarong tied around her hips. She would pause just for a moment ,the breeze coming through the kitchen easily blowing through her clothes caressing her body. The breeze felt like gentle fingers as it briefly, and ever so lightly, teased her nipples making them hard...

The Jacuzzi Meat of the Matter

The cool Alaskan air caused my body to be in a natural state of arousal, so my nipples were perky and my pussy moist. I drove from my rented cabin to the hotel conference area, and parked the car. I walked to the entrance, where I saw the bell hop. He stared in disbelief as I walked up the entrance sidewalk. I did not realize that as I walked, my skirt had climbed up my legs and was allowing a “peek” at my clean-shaven pussy. With every step I took, my puffy cunt lips were “winking” for the...

A Matter of Discipline Part I

Roy looked across at Lisa standing with his back to him as she made coffee. She was barefooted and wore a simple loose fitting red top and a flowered skirt. It was the skirt that caught his eye, not just his eye but his whole being. It was short and flared. Her legs were quite long and bare so the shortage of material made her even more appealing. He shouldn’t have had such thoughts, she was old enough to be his daughter in fact he had a daughter of the same age, eighteen, and Lisa was her...

A Matter of Time Ch 04

Marty and Victoria walked back into their apartment, dumbfounded. How do you react when you show up to say hi to you? And what is your purpose? ‘I don’t believe it. Just some joke. Someone’s putting one over on us. Probably someone from your physics lab.’ But Marty already knew it wasn’t possible. ‘Victoria, nobody knows about fluid theory. I’ve not even written it down. I have thoughts from some scientific research I’ve read, but it’s all up here,’ he said, tapping his index finger to his...

Mind over Matter

This is a work based on a few true occurrences, it is for the most part fiction. Any description or resemblance to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental. I apologize for the long build up, but I do it in order for the reader to get a better understanding to the events which occur. * I’m a male, now sixty six years old, been divorced for the past thirty two years, and although there have been a few females in my life during that time, I have never remarried. I’ve always been...

A Matter Of Habit

I rolled over in bed and squinted my eyes to fend off the morning light. The sounds of life flowed in through the almost closed blinds. She was out there, somewhere. I pulled the pillow to my face, and could still catch the scent of her hair. I knew the sheets had not been changed in too long, much too long. Like every morning though, I left them where they were as a reminder of her. I wandered into the kitchen to begin the morning ritual of water, basket, filter, grounds and power that...

A Matter Of Trust

Colby Colson’s cascading raven curls tumbled freely to her bared shoulders in a slightly tangled disarray as her always intense hazel brown eyes scanned her reflection with carefully, critical scrutiny, steadily searching for flawless in her appearance, as she had already decided that tonight, she simply could not settle for anything less than pure perfection. Tonight…a tired, almost agonizingly anxious sigh escaped her…she needed tonight to be glorious down to the very last detail, she had so...

Lust or love Does it really matter

Something a little different. I am not native english speaking, so if there are sentences that read a little weird, it’s because of that. I hope you can enjoy the story despite of this. Feedback is always appreciated. — An instant attraction to romantic interest usually occurs within the first few minutes of meeting. And so it was that they were sitting next to each other on his couch. She wiggled a bit uneasy in her denim skirt, looking at his full lips moving while he talked. Her mind was...

A Family Matter

Jack stepped away from the taxi and turned to watch his daughter in law climbing the short but steep steps to the hotel doors. It was hard not to notice the movements of her shapely bottom under the tight grey skirt. He cursed his son, Colin, under his breath. Suzy was tired, she had been on her feet all day at the trade exhibition while her lazy husband was away playing golf with his friends. He should have been there helping out in the family business. “He didn’t deserve her.” He thought to...

Age Doesnt Matter When Snake Wants to Come Out of Cage

Hi my fellow sexizens, I hope you all are doing well, and enjoying your sex life to the fullest. This is my first story on this platform. And I hope you guys would be kind to me since this is my first time. lol. Actually, I am an immigrant who came to the States to study. I am from the land of Kamasutra (India). Before I start, the U.S. is the greatest country on the earth and you guys should really consider yourself lucky to be part of this wonderful nation. You have freedom to express...

Misty McCoy and a Matter of Time

All of us folks up in Coon’s Hollow had heard tell of the tall tales about Misty McCoy’s long gone grandmother. The oldster struck most of us mountain dwellers as a bit mite peculiar with regard to her actual biological age and her appearance at different stages of her life.I had not personally witnessed granny McCoy’s strange outward look of a teenaged female right up into her mid-forties and then the way she seemed to age at a much slower rate than other Hollow women born close to her age....

A Matter of Perspective

"You're sure this device will work?" John asked. He fidgeted his wrist as Billy tightened a watch-like machine on him. "Yeah, you should have been there, I was having a conversation with her, but it was like we were talking past each other." "But, where did you find this watch and the rest of these junk?" Looking at his watch, John could see it looked like a dead smartwatch except for a bright red button. Billy laughed as he shook his head. "This isn't junk, we're sitting on a fucking gold mine...

Truth of the Matter

Today, an unsuspecting person will be visited by an all-powerful being, who wants to have some fun. This god or trickster will grant that person the ability to alter everything about the world with merely their voice. Whatever they say, becomes the truth. Will this power be used for good or evil? Who knows, and this being certainly doesn't care. Who will gain these extraordinary powers? Well, Fate is a fickle mistress, and Chance is even worse. Therefore, it is up to you, oh reader mine, to...

Mind Over Matter

"You must be wondering why I'm in an mental institute, wrap in a white-straitjacket?" Jamie pleads. "Look...I'm not crazy okay, you got to believe me! The world didn't end with an asteroid or an alien invasion." Jamie cried out tearfully. "It was just a harmless school experiment gone horribly wrong!" Jamie dementedly laughs. "No one will believe me, but you will...right?!" Jamie glare. "Yes....I can tell you my story, if you're interested in hearing about it. I must warn you though. My...

Experience Really Does Matter

Your name is Tim Smith. You have had a fetish for older women ever since you saw your grandmother in the bathtub when you were 12. Now you are 18, and ready to go and find some older women who need a young, 6 inch meaty cock in their old, loose pussies. You start your journey in a little hick town called Dicksville. There are only about 750 people in the entire town so you figure if things go wrong you can just leave and never look back. When you arrived, people weren't really that friendly,...

Size Does Matter

I couldn’t believe that my friend Quandrell’s big dick got me so excited. Quandrell and I had fooled around a little at the start of our senior year, jacking each other off until I cut it off because I started dating my future wife Barbara. Then one night right after graduation Quandrell and I found ourselves alone, no dates and none of our other friends were around. I thought we’d just jack each other off like we use to do. But when Quandrell unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his Levis, unzipped...

Compliments Matter

The huskular man walked into the bar. It was still happy hour. He loosened his tie. He’d left the suit coat in the work truck. He was tired from a long day, one in which he was passed over for a promotion by a less qualified woman. He took a seat and waited for the bartender to come over. Just a few hours later he was banding the shit out of a 20 year-pld pussyboy.“Oh my god, Mr. Mullins! Fuck me,” the tiwnk whined.“Yeah, boi! Take this cock,” barked the man.He thrust his 7-inch-by-6.75-inch...

336 a matter of coastal cuckoldry

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335 a matter of coastal cuckolding 2

Pt2 A few days passed, life returned to what passed as normal in the little flat, strangely Tim found that any mid age fit male who he knew had even spoken briefly to his lady, and were local, he regarded with not suspicion, that’s not the right word, but perhaps curiosity was more apt. His mind wondering if this was the anonymous chappy who was her chosen bull, the man who she had said that she was going to allow to secure her and use her in any fashion that he felt was appropriate. He also...

Sontha Thambiyai Matter Seithen

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Sexyaana Gutharaiyai Matter Seithen

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Age Doesn t Matter When Snake Wants to Come Out of Cage

Hi my fellow sexizens,I hope you all are doing well, and enjoying your sex life to the fullest. This is my first story on this platform. And I hope you guys would be kind to me since this is my first time. lol.Actually, I am an immigrant who came to the States to study. I am from the land of Kamasutra (India). Before I start, the U.S. is the greatest country on the earth and you guys should really consider yourself lucky to be part of this wonderful nation. You have freedom to express yourself...

He or she It did not matter to me

I was sitting in my small apartment watching TV and having a few pipes when I heard a ruckus in the hallway. It was my room mate Joel and some of his friends retuning from the pub. When they knocked on the door I answered and there he was with some girls he knew but who were all strangers to me. As they entered I noticed Candy, a tall (obviously) male dressed in a bright yellow top and skirt, black stockings, high heels and the most outlandish purple eye shadow I have ever seen. As she passed...

Looks Matter Chapters 5 6

Back in his room, James was left alone with the sizable bags containing his new clothes. He felt this was a remarkable event somehow - like he was giving away another bit of his dwindling supply of masculinity. But he needed to adjust into this new life eventually, he supposed. Sighing, he reached into the nearest bag and started pulling out the items. There were a few skirts, tops and various blouses. It was obvious where Dad's purchases had stopped and Matthew's influence began. There...

Age Difference Does Not Matter Neighbor Didi

Hi friends reading true stories and sharing your own stories which were hidden somewhere in your dark room within is a fun and that is when I thought sharing my first sexual encounter with you all. Please post your comments or feel free to contact me via email, I will be waiting so that I can post more of my experiences. I am from Pune, working as a manager with an MNC and this incident happened when I was in 10th standard. It was long back when I tasted first experience of sex and memories are...

Lust or love Does it really matter

Something a little different. I am not native english speaking, so if there are sentences that read a little weird, it's because of that. I hope you can enjoy the story despite of this. Feedback is always appreciated. ---An instant attraction to romantic interest usually occurs within the first few minutes of meeting. And so it was that they were sitting next to each other on his couch. She wiggled a bit uneasy in her denim skirt, looking at his full lips moving while he talked. Her mind was...

Age does not matter

I am Kamal. I started journey of sex at an early age. I always converted opportunity into real fucking action. Be it my mother, sister or any outside girl I remain successful at very first chance as far as sex is concerned. In other field I was not lucky. At age of 25 I got married to a ordinary looking girl of an ordinary family. But she was sexy and virgin. She cooperated with me without any hesitation. She sucked me and even let me fuck her in gaand and at various public places e.g. open...

Matter Of Perception

Donovan struggled with his apartment key as his new friend was all over him. He still couldn’t believe that he’d gotten her to come home with him the first time he asked. It even seemed to him like it was her idea. He just knew when they got into separate cars she would turn and leave before they were at his apartment building. Still, there she was when he parked, waiting on him. Once he got the door open she practically pushed him into his apartment, tearing his clothes off as they moved...

Mind Over Matter

Feedback and suggestions for other plot lines welcome. This is an attempt to get straight to the point - smut galore instead of a heavily story-driven style. I'll be adding branches for different characters, and maybe some options, too. Everyone featured in this story is 18 years or older. 'Mr Perfectly Bland.' That's what my first girlfiend called me when she left me. If you looked for the definition of 'average' in the dictionary, you would find John Deer there as an example. Average height,...

Manaiviyin Amma Udan Sema Matter

Vanakam nanbargale, indru kama kathaiyil en maamiyarai naan eppadi oothen endra kathaiyai ungaludan pagirugiren. En peyar Krichnan, vayathu 35 aagugirathu. Enaku oru manaivi irukiraal. Aval peyar Vimala, vayathu 29 aagugirathu, enaku iru kuzhanthaigal irukiraargal. Naan santhoshamaaga thaan vazhunthu vanthen aanal en manaivi ippozhuthu ellam sex idupaadu ilamal irukiraal. Avalin pundaiyil en sunniyai vite niraiya naatkal aagugirathu, en veetirku adikadi en maamiyar vanthu povargal. Avargal...

Pakathu Veetu Mami Sema Matter

Vanakam nanbargale, indru tamil kama kathaiyil en pakathu veetu maami niraiya aangal udan sex vaithathai paarthu nanum avalai ootha kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, en veetin arugil oru puthithaaga veedu katikondu irunthaargal. En manathil ethavathu figure vanthaal nandraaga irukum endru ninaithen. Aanal naan ninaithathai vida veru oru vishayam nadanthathu, veetu kati mudithaargal veetil thotam irunthathu. Appozhuthu thaan naan muthal muthalaaga oru...

A Matter of Life and Death

I collapsed on the sofa, a glass of wine in my hand, and turned to face Jeremy. It had been quite a day, out of an exceptional week. My life, as they say, would never be the same again. My husband Neville and his half-brother Jeremy had been out tramping in the mountains near our home, the previous weekend, when it had all gone wrong. In appalling weather on the second day, as the two of them pushed along a ridge, with a gusty side wind, and torrential rain, Neville slipped. His boot landed...

A Matter of Taste

Okay, a little story with no sex- So sue me! Every morning he came in the front door of the diner looking dour and grumpy, at best only half awake. Every morning he said the exact same words, "Gimme a stack and a cuppa coffee." Always the same order every morning, five days a week. If the stool he normally sat at was occupied he chose the nearest empty one. Otherwise, no change, ever. Even the time he arrived, six thirty in the morning, never varied by more than a couple minutes. Good...

It Shouldn t Matter

I noticed her the first day of school. Casually working her way through the quad. Oblivious to the stares that followed her. She definitely was attractive. Long, thick, black, curly hair that cascaded down her back in thick luxurious waves. Eyes that danced with a mischievous light, and a smile that would light up the darkest, deepest cave, in the very deepest bowel of the earth. She looked Latina. Even from where I was sitting, reading "The Kite Runner," I could see how self-assured she...

A Matter of Convenience

I wish I’d been around when gas stations were full-service. I’ve heard the old-timers’ stories about how you’d pull into a gas station and a guy wearing a white uniform would rush out, pump your gas, clean your windshield, check the oil, air up the tires, and do just about everything short of giving you a blowjob. That must have been nice. A blowjob would’ve been nice, too. But not as nice as getting out of your car to stretch your legs, taking a piss in a clean bathroom, and browsing the...

A Legal Matter

A found story, tailored and improved. Pamela looked up from her computer screen, over the top of what her husband calls her librarian spectacles, precariously teetering on the end of her elegant long nose, where she had been compiling notes for his next court case – a divorce with messy settlement she was sure. She felt like she was being watched. Glancing around the office she saw Kevin O’Sullivan avert his gaze, pretending to be busy with work. Ever since the previous month, when the...

A Matter of Choice

The high school hiking club was almost finished with their ten mile hike. Shelly saw the Lake Tahoe hotel approaching and urged her kids to finish strong. She noticed James staring at her sweat-stained blouse, the blouse she had purposefully unbuttoned to show just a bit of breast. She knew she could have him anytime she wanted; it was as obvious as the grin on his face. She also knew that he adored her and that he took every opportunity to try and get a peek down her blouse or up her skirt and...

No Matter What Shape

LA was a way different town back in '70. You could walk the streets at night in most neighborhoods and the gangs hadn't taken over yet. There was still a trace of that heady excitement, that bubbling sense of unlimited possibilities that was the short-lived legacy of the Sixties. Jamie was fresh off the bus. Not quite as clueless as fresh off the boat, but close. He had walked out of the Greyhound terminal with suitcase in hand, seventy dollars and change in his pocket, and no place to stay....

Above and BeyondChapter 9 A Matter of Patience

Since Gabrielle knew the route to her office, she directed me to the location. From the outside, it didn’t look any different from any other factory with an office. The only sign on the building was a modest Smithton in script across the entrance into the office. Gabrielle told me that the company was now formally incorporated as Smithton Group, LLP. Diamond Stream and the new company would be subsidiaries of the parent company. All voting shares were held by the original company which...

A Grave Matter

Robbing for Research goes awry. "If these future surgeons are ever going to learn how to do surgery on people, we've got to get them more bodies to cut on." "Well, Doc, - there's no more Indigents in the morgue, so we can't steal 'em from there." "I don't understand - this is the year 1930 - there's a Depression on. You'd think more people would be dying." the Doctor, complained bitterly. "What would you have us do, Doc — go out to North Union Cemetery and dig up the people...

The Naked InheritanceChapter 3 A Matter Of Authority

The next morning, Claude and Mark met at the bank to finalize the handover for The Willows. Mark kept silent and listened. He listened to what the others said and tried to learn at least a little. Harold thought Mark's silence a sign weakness, or feelings of immaturity and fear. Mark, on the other hand, realized there was much he did not know about his inheritance. "Where is Rachel Jones?" Mark asked. He looked around. Harold Osterman stalled for a moment as he searched for an acceptable...

Creative CompositionChapter 3 A Technical Matter

Once again, it was a Monday morning, 9:45 AM and the bell had just rung to start the class. And, once again, my stomach was in knots wondering about what was to happen in the next forty-five minutes. Mrs. Ball moved to the front of the class, and called the room to order. She reached into her briefcase and took out the collection of stories, placing them in a pile on her desk. "This exercise was about the interaction between two people, mainly in the form of a dialogue, but not limited to...

Mind Over MatterChapter 2

Peter contemplated his situation. Somehow he had been given the power to control other people's minds. He knew that there was some kind of moral or ethical problem somewhere in this, but at this moment, with two hot girls sucking his cock and licking his balls, it was kind of hard for him to see it. Besides Tanya, who he had fucked so thoroughly not too long ago, Sara, Tanya's flat mate, was sitting naked in front of him, looking up at him with her big blue eyes, as she buried his dick in...

Mind Over MatterChapter 3

Introduction: Thanks for the feedback. Apparently I need to proof read a bit more before I upload. I will do my best this time to keep the mistakes to a minimum. I would therefore hope that you give more feedback on the story itself and content, than my grammar. (Which sucks, I know) Peter contemplated his situation. Somehow he had been given the power to control other people's minds. He knew that there was some kind of moral or ethical problem somewhere in this, but at this moment, with...

Sighs MatterChapter 2 Bosoms over Braazaville

Braazaville was just as I'd remembered it from those old Tarzan movies and French Foreign Legion recruiting posters. Devilishly hot, foul smelling, unbearably tedious, and teeming with several hundred thousand people having the exact same characteristics. Our luggage was torn open, inspected and finally passed by the Customs Officer, after he pocketed a pair of Tess's thong panties and rubbed one of Mariana's bras between his fingertips for several minutes. Leering at me from under...

Sighs MatterChapter 3 Bukkake in Bosnia

She remembered, not doubt, the event a few years ago, whilst doing research on sectarian struggles in the Caucasus, a large gang of hoodlums had captured us in the midst of a photo session in one rather large old ruin. Brandishing both Soviet and US made weapons, we tried running but an ageing photographer and a woman wearing four-inch heels were no match for them. Both Tess and I have an aversion to firearms, and rather than attempt a Rambo-like escape, we held up our hands in surrender....

Sighs MatterChapter 4 Bosoms over Braazaville continued

"Much better, " she nodded. "The garlic and somewhat noxious foods those men must have been eating left a sour taste in my mouth for days." We didn't even bother reporting the gang rape, as there was no way the authorities could have identified the group, and they didn't appear to be members of either side of the conflict. That happens some times. Gangs of men who hold no allegiance to either side use the strife to let their baser emotions run wild. We'd had her checked, of course, for...

Sighs MatterChapter 5 The Porter s Loads

Thirty six hours later found us groggily awakening from a soporific slumber. I'll relate the adventures of the previous evening at some later part of the narrative, suffice it to say that it was an evening about 130 Congolese gentlemen will not soon forget. After hosing the hide off down the hall at the shared bath, we pulled on clothing most suitable for the trek we were about to begin. I donned the trusty khaki trews, a stout pair of safari boots, and a rather jaunty looking pith helmet,...

Sighs MatterChapter 6 Tess Dances the Congo Line

We had slept in the morning following our arrival, jet lag and all that, you know. But by mid-morning, we were pretty much awake, and ravenously hungry, even Tess, whose seminal dinner from the previous afternoon had only temporarily slaked her. The local cafe's were not highly placed on Fodor's list, but we managed to find one that had fewer flies than the rest, and sat down to a satisfying brunch. Most of the food had even stopped moving when it arrived on the plates. After we ate, the...

Sighs MatterChapter 7 Swallowed up into the Interior

The rest of the day was spent without major incident, our party meandering its way farther into the bush. I marveled at the many hundreds of tropical birds we disturbed along our way, their fire-like plumage contrasting deeply with the dark tropical surroundings. Parrots, macaws and cockatiels flapped and squawked in the jungle canopy above us, and I thought I might have even seen a rare Norwegian Blue at one point, but Tess swore he was just sleeping. We crossed a wide but shallow stream bed...

Sighs MatterChapter 9 Penises on Parade

Tess here. I'll continue the narrative for the moment. Waking a few hours later, rested and refreshed, I performed a brief toilette to swab off the dried and flaky semen still spotted about my breasts, shoulders, neck, face and hair. I marveled at the sheer amount of ejaculatory fluid the Chief had produced, and once again resolved to evaluate the emissions of other tribal members with all due haste. Roderick was seated at a camp chair a few feet beyond, working at his journal. The dear...

Sighs MatterChapter 10 Emma s Extreme Experience

When I got back to the hut, I saw poor Roddy still sleeping soundly on his side, snoring. I snickered. He never admitted to his sonorous soundings, always telling me it was I who snored, not he. As I moved aimlessly about the hut, straightening things and such, I spied a creamy white envelope on the desk. I was somewhat astonished to see it was a letter from our darling daughter Emma, postmarked several weeks ago, and forwarded to us by the Society. I was delighted to see a missive from her,...

Sighs MatterChapter 11 Tess Tastes Teste Tea Tells Teacher Terrific

When I graduated public school, I knew exactly what I wanted to study at university - anthropology, biology, geology, sociology, psychology, philology, physiognomy, paleontology, and, if I had any spare time, botany. And, I wanted to play on the volleyball team, but only so long as it didn't interfere with my studies. Luckily, I had studied speed reading while a child, so I could absorb the contents of a typical college textbook in about an hour. Having nine major fields of study was a bit...

Sword Saint a New StartChapter 15 It s all a matter of trust

We arose before dawn; washed, dressed and had a quick breakfast. The stable was quiet, so we didn't have any interruptions to get our horses ready for the day's travel. When we approached the front of the inn; an absolutely huge man advanced us on with a cudgel in his paw lumbering straight for us. I figured that nothing good was going to come of this. It looked like Simon had his arm wrapped in a soiled bandage, and he was loping behind his father. "Keep back and let me handle this,...

A Matter of TrustChapter 2 Interlude Of A Promise

HH She was awakened by the sound of the phone ringing. Her bleary eyes focused on the clock on her night stand. It was past two o'clock in the morning. Who could be calling at this hour? Aileen thought she knew. She picked up the phone and answered, "Hello?" "Aileen, it's me." Why did I have to give him my phone number? she thought. "Ben, what do you want?" "I want to explain..." "Are you really married?" "Yes." "Are you really forty-three?" "Yes." "Then what is...

A Matter of TrustChapter 4 A World Of Their Own

When Aileen told Colin the news that they would be spending Christmas up at the cabin he seemed pretty amiable to the idea, apparently the thought of getting away from the apartment for a few days appealed to him as well. It was a four hour drive from Philadelphia to the mountain cabin and they planned on leaving early in the morning on Christmas Eve day, but it wasn't until slightly before noon before they were actually on their way. Not only had Patrick given them the use of his cabin, he...

A Thousand Years of Peace Book 2Chapter 14 War No matter how good the win is some of God rsquo s Children still die

When breakfast was done, the Taylors went to the lower deck where the 223’s were parked. The side door had just been opened and Bull Dog and the other pilots were in their planes. Sam was standing by the chairs where the shield team would sit. Most of the shield team was standing with Sam watching the 223’s. “Well, I see you didn’t fall overboard.” John shook hands with his assistant. Jenny gave Sam a hug, “At least not more than once.” “No, sir! I see the Marines are still watching your...

It s All a Matter of BalanceChapter 2

“Your daughter has a nice house Ruthie,” murmured Herbie, strolling through to the conservatory, ogling his hostess’s very active butt in the same shorts she’d worn when first he clapped eyes on her; she wore a similar clean top. “Why thank you kind sir. She’s got a good job and that’s saying something these days, being able to pay the astronomic sums the child minders charge. Her hubby does well too, working on the electricity pylons, lots of danger money.” She brought in two mugs of tea...

Play It Again SamChapter 9 How can one or even two more matter

After dropping Clarity off at her house then driving home Vicky caught me as soon as I got through the door, "Talk about starting trouble, you didn't leave a single Olympic high stone unturned." "The Clarity thing?" I asked giving her a light kiss on the mouth. "What else." Vicky responded chuckling. "Hey! You two get in here! We want to hear what's going on." Candy yelled to us, her voice coming from the direction of the living room. Vicky grabbed my sleeve and guided me toward...

Mind Over MatterChapter 5

Peter walked down into the street and began the same kind of search as he had done with Tanya. He stood by the door of the building and looked at the people walking by. It was getting later in the day, so not as many people was on the street. However, after a few min a likely target came walking towards him. She was properly in her mid thirties, tall, blonde and wore a suit, which suggested to Peter that she was coming home from work. When she walked by him, he put his hand on her shoulder...

Book 2 Bitsy s StoryChapter 9 A Matter of Confusion

Trink and Keebler rushed into Marluxion's study, with a growl Mar snapped "this is getting to be an annoying regularity." Trink quickly covered his beard. Turning and grabbing Keebler again, Trink headed for the door, "fine, you just be that way, your getting grumpy Marluxion, bout time you found yourself a pretty, had a good romp, it might improve your mood." Virlane said smoothly before Trink got his precious parts singed this time, "what's the problem? Trink" Keebler jumped in, as...

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