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Lonely Housewives

This story is based on some true events.Names changed and all.My name is Chad James.I have a nice business as a home repair specialist. I could fix about anything, or had other specialists who I could contact and I would handle the job. I worked in fairly wealthy neighbor hoods. I am 20, single, tall and slim and have sandy blond hair. I have a baby face, and lot’s of people think I’m as young as 16. I’m a ’cool’ guy to most women and I have no problem getting girlfriends, sometimes to many.I...

Execution of the Terrorist Housewives

Author's note: This story is completely fiction. Should any name used inthis work be the same as that of a real person, it is pure coincidence. Theauthor in no way condones the use of violence, torture, or capital punishmentby individuals or governments. - Jill

Bored Housewives

In my younger days I was a washing machine repair man. The best part of the job was turning up to a job, to find a sexily dressed housewife, who wanted servicing along with her machine. The first one I came across was in her mid thirties, I was 19 at the time and I could fuck for England. So I knocked at her door and she opened it with a big smile and a very low cut top. " come through to the utility room" she said " the washer doesn't seem to be emptying". This particular washer didn't have a...

Lonely Housewives

It was a slow, rainy Saturday. Regina was lonely. She had just moved into town two weeks ago, away from her home and family for the first time, and was eager to make friends. Day after day, she existed in a growing rut of work, to home, to work again. She was not looking forward to spending the day alone when the mail came. Searching through the bills and junk mail, Regina noticed a legal envelope that wasn't addressed to her. Eager for any excuse to get out of her apartment, Regina quickly...

Prudence House

Brownie, Coop and I met in fourth grade and had been friends ever since. Ms. Zimmerman was unconventional and arranged the students alphabetically by first name instead of last name like all the other teachers, so we three boys named Matthew got put at the same table. For a while, we tried calling ourselves "Matt," "Matty" and "Matthew," but that didn't stick. For the most part we were "Matt B.," "Matt C." and "Matt R." I kind of liked that, because my name came out sounding like...

The Tree House

Disclaimer: This story is strictly fiction, a product of the author's excessive imagination, and any referral to any person buried or breathing is accidental. This story has absolutely no references to any incidents in real life. It may be copied or posted on any other free web site, as long as the author is given the by line. The Tree House: Part 1 By Ashley Ann Belle Chapter 1: The way it started Ten year old Joey pouted furiously in his room on the second day of a...

Tree House

My story starts last on a Saturday last April, a month after my wife, Judy, and I had moved into our new home. Judy was working that day. She is a department manager in a large department store and often has to work nights and weekends. This particular Saturday she had gone in at noon and had to work till 8:00 that evening. It was a beautiful spring day and I had decided to do some work around our yard. This was the first nice weekend we had since we moved in the house so it was the first...

BrodricksburgChapter 6 The Munt Street House

After putting the phone down I decided to take a drive by the house on Munt Street to get the lay of the land. I was familiar with Munt Street because I grew up near there but I wasn't sure enough of the numbering to know which house was number 207. Munt Street was about three miles long running from Fifth Street on the west and ending at River Road on the east. I knew that the houses were numbered from east to west so that 207 would be close to the River Road end of the street. I cut...

The Delta Phi Sorority House

THE DELTA PHI SORORITY HOUSEChapter 1There was an air of anticipation that prevailed throughout day at the Delta Phi Sorority House, which is only by its voting members. The hierarchy from National had flown in for the very important meeting that was to take place that evening. The Deltas of the State University Chapter had voted to have a top secret meeting this evening to alter their charter slightly. To gain sanction from the National Delta Phi Sorority three of National's most prominent...

David s House

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Doll s House

Doll's House By Trainmaster The box came when my college roommate, David, was at class. It was huge, nearly the size of a washing machine. I signed for it, wondering what might be inside, and the delivery guy pushed it out of the tiny entry into the kitchen for me. It barely fit and he huffed and puffed as though it wasn't light. When Dave came home from his classes, he scratched his head. "I dunno what it is. Who's it say it's from?" In addition to the form I'd signed, which...

Our First House

The house is old and like all old houses it has a lot of various creaks and noises with some loose and creaky floorboards and steps on the stairs so when we hear creaks and other small noises during our first night in the house we write it off as just the house settling. The sounds continue throughout our first week of living in the house and we continue to put it down to it being an old house and slowly we start to get used to the more prominent sounds like the hollow sounding floorboard near...

A Strangeness At The Frat House

A Strangeness at the Frat House Part 1 -- The Curse Begins Terry Jenkins and Chris Wagner, for reasons unknown, had been 'invited' to the weekly council session. They'd arrived early and, as they waited in the hall, watched the frat's BMOC's arrive. The last to arrive was the President, a spoiled brat with old money named Dennis Reilly. "Jenkins. Wagner. Glad to see you could make it. And on time for once in your lives. Amazing." said Reilly. "We've some business to take...

The October House

The October House still had its old Victorian shape —two tall towers, three and a half stories high, small rooms with low, sloping roofs at the very top, a Widow’s Walk above a closed porch, two stories and a huge attic. Inside, it had become more modern. When we finally bought the house three years after we graduated from college, we had spent another two years upgrading the wiring, plumbing and a new, more efficient heating system along with much additional insulation. There was even CAT6...

The Crane House

As I was growing up in western New York, I heard a tale of the haunted house out on Mill Road in the township of Busti. Now Busti Township is made up of ten villages or hamlets in an area of about 48 square miles, but the actual town of Busti itself was originally called Busti Corners because it grew up centered on five intersecting roads. These were Forest Avenue Extension from Jamestown; the Busti-Sugar Grove Road, the opposite direction of Forest Ave.; County Road 18; County Road 328; and...

The October House

The October House still had its old Victorian shape —two tall towers, three and a half stories high, small rooms with low, sloping roofs at the very top, a Widow’s Walk above a closed porch, two stories and a huge attic. Inside, it had become more modern. When we finally bought the house three years after we graduated from college, we had spent another two years upgrading the wiring, plumbing and a new, more efficient heating system along with much additional insulation. There was even CAT6...

Old House

I really need a vacation. I work for one of the finest women’s clothing stores in the city and, recently, I have been working very long hours. Our manager is leaving and the company is deciding whether to hire someone from within the store or from outside. The fact is, I’ve worked very hard for the company for several years and, at the age of 35, I feel I would make a good manager. I really want the job. Okay, it comes with a lot more responsibility, but the pay increase is definitely worth...

A Man Around the House

A Man Around The House By Julie I was born Theodora Jane Williamson. Quite a handle, huh, but I went by T.J. (wouldn't you?). I was named after my great grandmother on my father's side. She was a neat old gal. She lived to be 86 years old. She and I were buddies before she passed away. I was her first great grandchild and she left her home to me in her will be because she knew I loved it. The house was almost as old as she was. As glad as I was for such a big...

Safe House

A Safe House?1 The OfficeSusie went over and over her options on the short Taxi ride from her plush modern office to the nondescript street of workmen's houses where the woman at the help desk had directed her, "They offer the utmost in confidentiality and sensitivity when relationships fail, everything from a refuge or safe house to a reconciliation service for the professional or business woman," she had been assured, and now after paying the driver, she walked slowly down the street looking...

GATEWAY 1 GATEWAY HOUSE

The real estate agent turns her signal on. We are traveling down a county road dozens of miles from the nearest small town that held her office. I find myself leaning forward against the seat belt in anticipate that we must be getting close but I can’t see where the next turn is among the trees ahead on either side of the narrow, paved road. From all reports, the property we are nearing by the mile is a steal, almost a give-away … perfect for what I have been looking for. I turn from the...

Hollytown House

The screech of car tires against the soaked wet tarmac filled the air as cars passed by at a slow but steady speed. The sky is painted with dull grey clouds filled with rain threatening to pour down. Drops of rain water dripped from windows, cars, tree leaves, and walls. A slightly cold breeze gushed around the street corners and not too many people stayed outside for too long before running into a shop or a house. The pavements were empty as shops began to close, people started to go...

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Grandma s House

GRANDMA'S HOUSE By Lisa Lovelace Over the river and through the woods... It all started late one sunny afternoon when I was eleven years old, while Mother was getting dressed to take Father to the wedding of the daughter of one of her close friends, way down in Pullman. She called to me from her bedroom. "Liam! I think I left my tea in the kitchen. Would you bring it to me, please?" I did, and walked into my parents' bedroom to find Mother dressed in a short dressing gown....

Bikini Beach the Nerds Frat House

This tale is very loosely based on Revenge of the Nerds, and is set in the Bikini Beach universe. The characters were initially defined in my earlier tale "Bikini Beach: The Nerds - Revenge", and are listed here for reference. This story is copyright by the author, all rights reserved. It may be posted on Fictionmania. Any other free site may post this story with permission of the author. Cast of Characters Brandon - a nerdish type who fits the stereotype to a tee, and...

My House

I pull my car into the visitor parking slot like I was told and kill the engine. The house is some massive post colonial affair with colonnades of stone and marble. It stretches on for a distance, a long distance, and wells up all around like a physical force. Bizarre. Totally bizarre. I check my watch. Three minutes to spare; I do like being on time. It’s not like a house in the suburbs. I can’t hear the bell when I ring but it must have successfully gone off...

One Night at a Haunted House

As in almost any of old houses the door began to squeal as Harold and his assistant started to open it up. Although the house was old and unattained it was clean, no dust around what so ever... Perhaps the rumors are being spread through the people by Harold, so more people would rent the "haunted" house for the night. Yes, it is most likely that the house is being cleaned and maintained every now and then and all the stories are lies... This house doesn't look as large as was...

Scary Stories to Tell The Frat House

The abandoned house was plain creepy. Every time Heather passed it on her way to her dorm room from class it gave her the shivers. She remembered when she was in high school, all the kids would play truth or dare and it seemed that every game the house would be mentioned in a dare; ‘go egg the house,’ ‘go knock on the house door,’ ‘go in the house.’ Of course everyone who got dared to do any of those things chickened out. “Earth to Heather.” Her boyfriend Carl said. “What?” Heather said coming...

Primrose House

Note: This story is based loosely upon a letter that appeared in an early edition of the Petticoated website. I think it's still available to read, although I can't remember the name of it. Primrose House I took the call at 3pm on an idle Wednesday. I knew the voice was Helen's straight away. Even as a girl she had always spoken so precisely, so elegantly, that it was hard to mistake her soft Home Counties accent despite the advancing years. The way she pronounced the S...

Halloween House

Halloween House By Xspy4u Those of you who have read the Rebecca and the Victoria series will recognize some of the themes in this story. I will warn that it is a departure from those. I have blended my usual genre as a supernatural horror writer with my new erotica writing –call is Erotic Horror if you will. I must also warn that it takes about 5400 words to get to the sex, but trust me it is worth it. The story is almost 14,000 words long – I wrote it all at once, so you get it all at once -...

The Hanover House

He always loved late autumn afternoons when the sun shown through the trees at a low angle and painted the grounds in warm yellow light. The manicured lawns, framed by the tree overhangs were made lush green by the light. He had spent many hours over the years with his master gardener to design these grounds. Between the two of them they had created a masterpiece. Every view from the House was beautiful regardless of the time of year but autumn was the best. Reluctantly he turned from the view...

Rented House

To find an apartment for rent for two single ladies is now officially categorized as herculean task. I had lost count of number of houses that I and my friend, Riya had visited over the past 6 days.The mobile numbers of brokers filled up my contact list every time we explained the house owner that it is not a family but only two 22 year old unmarried ladies, who are going to move in, he would slowly call the broker to one side of the room and start whispering.We immediately knew that even this...

The Manor House

I retired several years earlier than I had planned, but I didn't begrudge my wife the almost year I spent with her. The first part of that year I simply had to drive her in for her treatments. There was a lot of time spent sitting in the reception room waiting for the doctors. Later I spent my time waiting in the same places for her treatments to end. Alice didn't like me sitting in the doctors examining rooms with her. Alice didn't think I should complain about things in my cop voice. She...

Gifted Book 1 SilenceChapter 18 The House

The next morning, Willow received a note from David that he needed to see her about her house. She needed to find the wedding planner and go to the auction house, so decided to visit David first. She took Prue with her and Brain drove. They were ushered in and offered tea but declined. David greeted them, “Lady Willow you look radiant today. Lady Prudence, it is also a pleasure to see you. Willow, we have a problem with the house. The agent contacted me yesterday. It was why I had to...

The House

THE HOUSE 1. So it begins… —The disadvantage of the attic is that it doesn't have a bathroom, so you can't go around with that bad habit of walking around naked, realize that this isn't your house. —She says imperatively. —Don't worry about that, that's something I've only done with you in the apartment knowing that we are alone. —Well, you have to go downstairs to go to the bathroom, it's the second door on the left. So when you go to the bathroom, go dressed, not...

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Surprise At The Farmhouse

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Surprise At The Farmhouse

Hello ISS readers, I am Shivani again and this is my 2nd story here. All of you have read my previous story of how my brother made me a slut. And thanks for your appreciation. The next incident happened after 20 days. As you all know I got enough money so I did a bit shopping and I knew this was the first time but not the last time. So I started taking care of myself. By now my exams were started, one day when I was studying I got a call from an unknown number. I picked up and it was...

Cliff House

Every morning I walked the dog down the lane and along the cliff-top path. The last house in the lane, Cliff House, stood on a bank about a hundred yards from the cliffs. It was an imposing art deco house with views over the sea. When it was built in the 1930's it must have been impressive, so different from the flint and brick cottages which formed the bulk of the older properties in the village. It was now very distressed as the old man living there hadn't been able to look after it. The...

The House

The House by Janet L. Stickney [email protected] The house, dark and cold, stood as a reminder of days past, yet the windows, broken sometime in the past, peered out like two haunted eyes. The wind whipped the unraked leaves in a swirl around the house as the rain threatened from above. As the wind grew cooler, thunder clapped in the near distance, and raindrops began to spatter the weathered siding, a woman stood in front of the house smiling, remembering the days gone...

Fox in the Hen House

Fox in the Hen House ******** This is a two-part story. The first is very different from the second! The transformation is in the first part, and our new girl lives out the rest of her life in the second. If that's what interests you more, skip down to the stars. ******** Alan slapped me on the shoulder and we both laughed. Towels around our waists and nothing underneath, we were prepared for a good time and a celebration. The company we'd founded together, Agricultural...

The Heatwave The Coach House

The Coach House Despite being in her early forties, Judi Breakspeare was still an extremely good-looking woman. A mane of wavy blonde hair framed her fine, faintly aquiline features, and the merest hint of laughter lines around her baby-blue eyes only added to the overall attractiveness of the ensemble. Her body was still firm, her stomach trim, her thighs long and flat, and her ankles shapely. Perhaps her boobs had lost a little of the lift that had once made wearing a bra almost superfluous,...

This Old House

Old farm stands, you have seen them scattered everywhere around the rural countryside of northern New England. They are fast disappearing now. Usually there are a few scrub acres of brush that has grown in close to a set of collapsing buildings. The house may have a slate roof, the barn rusting tin, and if there is a silo, the top is off and it is leaning away from the wind. Desolate, lonely and abandoned, it sits back from the road, the buildings waiting to be torn down or restored depending...

EpigraphyChapter 11 Planning a House

It was a wonderful feeling to wake up full of excitement instead of fear. Instead of attacks, I now anticipated learning about a fascinating new culture. What better treat for an anthropologist? I started to think whether Nalu records, or even memories, could help us decipher some of the hitherto illegible inscriptions. There could be answers to so much about human history we could learn from them! Once again, I stopped myself from adding to my "question file". I had to go and prepare for...

The Student House

As Louise sat on the sofa, she really had no idea how she'd found herself in this predicament, although to say that she regretted it would be stretching the truth. The plan for that evening was for her and Claire to meet up in Reading where Claire had recently been undertaking a study course, and they were to have a quiet dinner out where they could catch up, perhaps get a bit tipsy and just talk and talk and talk until they fell asleep, just like they'd so commonly done in college. Now it was...

Halfway House

It was late Friday afternoon and the normal set of neighbours arrived at the Halfway house. It was more than just a house, but was two attached houses that were combined into one, and was used as a Halfway house for some ten criminals who had been let out of prison as part of their return to the community. There was the almost natural resistance by the local residents who were worried that having criminals living amongst them could cause an increase in the crime rate and be a personal risk to...

Empty Rooms

You wake up completely naked. You can't remember who you are or anything about yourself. The first thing you notice is how incredibly horny your are. Your throbbing cock feels like its going to explode. You hobble up and squint the brightness. You look slowly around you and shocked to find that you are in a small, completely-white room. On the wall in front of you is a white shelf, on which is only a black vase. Odder though, is what is on the wall farthest from you: an ass. Or more...

EMPTY NEST

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. Always look both ways before crossing the pond. Beware of geeks bearing gifs. An answer known is a power broken. One man’s crisis is another man’s narcissism. This space to let. Preface:...

Empty LandChapter 1

Mak slowly straightened up from his work, bending and twisting to take the kinks out of his muscles. He was strong, and proud of it. He knew that he was much stronger than most of the men in his village, but his muscles were unaccustomed to this kind of labor. In the field around him, other men and women straightened as the dull rumble of a warning drum was followed by a clamor of shrill voices and the barking of dogs from inside the village. It was probably only a messenger from another...

Empty LandChapter 2

"We have company!" Nurm's voice from inside the ring of campfires couldn't quite hide a chuckle. "It's all right, Kim. Let him come up to the fires." The huge beast, Mak was surer than ever that it was more than half wolf, gave what sounded like a disappointed whine as it faded silently back into the darkness. "Come on over to the fire and get better acquainted. I hoped that you would show up. I would like you to meet my helpers, Amy and Jewel." Mak, feeling more foolish by the...

Empty LandChapter 4

Mak quickly decided that he enjoyed the simple routine of caravan life. Most of the traders spoke at least a few words of his language, and he soon picked up enough of their speech to get by with. He got along well enough with the other traders, but was slow to make new friends. He was kept too busy scouting out the line of march to do much mingling during the day, often being sent out with hunting parties to bring in fresh meat for the evening meal as well. The hardest thing for him to learn...

Empty LandChapter 6

Mak was not in a good mood. For one thing, his feet hurt. He'd lost his sandals, swimming the river, and he was tired, thirsty, and ravenously hungry. Stumbling along ahead of him, prodded on by their captors' spears, Jewel and Lyssa looked like they were in even worse shape than he was. The sun was sinking behind the trees when at last they came to a mediumsized clearing in the forest. Looming before them in the gathering dusk he saw a rude barricade of logs interwoven with brush. Their...

Empty LandChapter 7

Nurm woke in the middle of the night to screams and shouts; the camp was being attacked! Grabbing up his weapons, he dashed out of the tent. In the light of the watch fires he could see a wave of attackers being driven back by his spearmen. The ragged horde charged again! Watch fires blazed high as dry brush was tossed on them, and now the defenders' arrows began to take their toll. This second attack failed, not even advancing as far as the first. Screamed obscenities and a few poorly...

Empty LandChapter 8

Mak dozed fitfully through the long night, rousing now and again to glance over at the two women and make sure that they were still safe. There was just enough starlight seeping through rents in the hide walls for him to make them out, curled up together like a pair of sleepy kittens. Several times he went to the door and peered carefully out at the quiet village, at last being rewarded by the sight of shadowy figures standing guard outside the brush palisade. King Bann was indeed taking no...

Empty LandChapter 9

The sun had set and then risen five more times when they finally reached the clearing where the night attack had taken place. There was no longer much to mark the spot to the casual eye. The ashes of a few fires, some trampled grass, and a broken spear shaft halfhidden in the grass were hardly noticeable. "They're sure to have left something here for us. They knew we would come this way, following their path," Jewel told them. "Look around and for any signs telling us where it...

Empty LandChapter 12

Mak spent most of the next day examining his prison, spending but little time talking to the other males. He found the old chimney that the dead male had escaped through, but it was too narrow for his broad shoulders even if the iron grate hadn't been in the way. Remembering a few things that Nurm had told him about castles, he prowled the entire area, pushing, prodding and knocking on the walls. The other inmates of their little world, when they even bothered to notice, looked at him like...

Empty LandChapter 13

Mak fled down the hill, dodging among the crumbled ruins in a desperate attempt to draw off the Chakcha soldiers. Near the crest of the hill, Lyssa and Kim huddled in the shelter of a pile of boulders, not daring to move until they heard the shouts that told of Mak's capture. Then, peering from behind tumbled blocks of ancient masonry, Lyssa saw Mak being led away. She could even make out some of the soldiers' ribald comments as they marched down the hill toward the castle. When they were...

Empty LandChapter 14

Their first torch was more than half gone when at last Mak and Riggan reached the bottom of the stair. They would soon have to light the spare that they had snatched from another holder farther down the corridor from Riggan's cell, and there wasn't any too much left of it, either. Mak could only wonder at the labor it must have taken to carve these interminable steps out of solid rock. "They wouldn't have worked that hard if this didn't go some place," he grumbled. "I only hope that...

Empty LandChapter 15

"Did you get any trading done today?" Jewel asked when they had returned to their rooms after eating dinner with the King. Conversation at the dinner table had been pleasantly bland, with no controversial topics allowed to arise. "No," Holmar answered, looking both worried and disgusted. "And none of the merchants seem to know when they'll be ready to trade, if ever. All that I could get from any of them was a bunch of feeble excuses. We've always known that the things we bring are...

Empty LandChapter 16

"Wake up, you old sleepy head," carolled Lyssa. "It's time to be up and doing things." "Oof! Wah!" Mak yawned, rubbing his eyes. "I feel like I could sleep for a week. Bring me some breakfast, wench, and be quick about it." "Yes, beloved master," Lyssa chortled as she plumped herself down on his stomach. Giving him a smacking kiss on the ear, she asked, "How was that for the first course?" "Not warm enough." He spilled her onto the ground, then picked her up bodily and slung...

Empty LandChapter 17

As the sun dropped behind the western hills, a quiet exodus left vacant the stilted lodges around the rim of the Chakcha fields. Silent women filed swiftly along well marked trails, the last in each line carefully removing the markers as she went. Just as silently, a small group moved the other direction, on their way to steal the ponies that Chakcha city's small army relied upon for swift movement. "This way," Riggan gestured. The shelka, as the Chakcha ponies were called, were stabled...

Empty LandChapter 18

Angling in from the south, a small party headed toward the same pass. Jewel and Holmar strode easily along in the lead, followed by Kolmar and the shorter figure of King Norgan. The King's pudgy legs pumped in a desperate effort to match the longer strides of his companions, but ever more frequently his steps would lag. Each time he dropped back he would hear a low snarl and a clashing of Kim's fangs behind him, and he would hastily pick up his pace. The sun beat down from a nearcloudless...

Empty LandChapter 19

In a leafy glade far to the east and south of Chakcha city, a weary and bedraggled sentan signalled his men to stop for their noontime break. The heavy forest seemed to press in on him as he stood, slouching, beneath an ancient oak tree. With a tired sigh, he called his decans together. "Do any of you have anything new to report?" They looked at each other hopefully, then with resignation. None wanted to be the first to break the silence. "Decan, squad one. Report! What shape is your...

Empty LandChapter 20

Mak came striding easily along the trail, Kim trotting jauntily along at his side. Behind them a ragged tail of woebegone men dragged along, looking as though they might collapse from sheer weariness if they ever let themselves stop. "Hello, the camp," Mak called in a cheery voice. "How about some food and drink for the hungry travelers?" "Sure thing, Mak. Bring them over by the fire." Jewel couldn't help laughing at what she saw when the sentry's hail brought her to the edge of the...

Empty LandChapter 22

"Good morning," Nurm greeted them calmly, looking up from his breakfast as they were escorted into his camp by a pair of sentries the next morning. "From the look of you, you've got news for us. What brings you here, and who is your friend?" "I have some news for you, all right. Most of it bad." Mak explained about Riggan's treachery. "I'm afraid he's going to cause us a lot of trouble. Oh, and this is Melrath. He is the brother of Gorath, one of the soldiers we captured when we...

Empty LandChapter 23

Withered leaves, stripped from the branches by stormy gusts, swirled along the ground. Naked branches bent and swayed. The wind shrieked and tore at the land with insane fury, then lashed the forest floor with sheets of driving rain. The sky was dark with tattered clouds, growing ever darker as the day drew to a close. "Got to keep going..." The lone traveller braced herself against the rough bole of an ancient tree as the wind tried to sweep her from her feet. "Got to find them... Find...

Empty LandChapter 24

Mak and Lyssa trotted their ponies along the trail. Ahead of them Nurm rode easily, flanked closely by Amy and Jewel. Behind them came the ponies of the surviving members of the original caravan, and donkeys laden with goods. The trail had been getting wider and more heavily travelled for the past several days, and they'd passed a number of isolated farms since morning. "And after you meet my parents I'll take you down to see the ocean," Lyssa chattered happily. "Mak! You aren't still...

I m the Man of the House

I’m the Man of the House The whole time I was growing up it was mostly mom and me at home, but with luck dad would be home at least once during the month if, you call it lucky or not, it’s more like not lucky. When dad was home it was usually just for the weekend and he just either lay around all weekend or go out and hang with his friends, leaving mom to mow the yard and other chores herself, as if he wasn’t even there, just like any other time when he wasn’t there. Mom was the one that did...

New House

Part 1Buying a new house was not a top priority, I was ok renting a small apartment. But, with my work schedule and loud apartment neighbors, I decided to buy a house. So, the trek to suburbia began. I was happy that my realtor listened to my wants and was able to find a nice 3 bedroom ranch in a quiet neighborhood on a dead-end street. He had been a realtor for quite a while and had helped many of the guys at the firehouse find their “dream home”.Moving day arrived, the onslaught of the...

Voyeur House

Voyeur House! Congratulations, pervert. Every single one of your dreams just came true, and I’m about to show you where you can reap the rewards. You can thank me later. Cash only, please.Ever since you first hit puberty you started to rub your tiny two-inch baby dick to thoughts of spying on girls. Watching them get undressed for the night, watching them masturbate and have sex, even watching them shower. The thought of unrestricted access to a girl’s most intimate moments has been your...

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My Ghost House

Being a lover of fine, southern homes, I was thrilled when the old antebellum house that I had my eye on came on market. It is a fine house with huge columns on the porch, which wraps around the entire house. Three stories high and painted white, this massive 150 year old mansion resided close to the Louisiana boarder. My best friend, Katrina, lives in New Orleans, so I always see the house on my way down to visit her. I have told her about it so many times, that she can practically see it...

My Ghost House

Being a lover of fine, southern homes, I was thrilled when the old antebellum house that I had my eye on came on market. It is a fine house with huge columns on the porch, which wraps around the entire house. Three stories high and painted white, this massive 150 year old mansion resided close to the Louisiana boarder. My best friend, Katrina, lives in New Orleans, so I always see the house on my way down to visit her. I have told her about it so many times, that she can practically see it...

LIFE IN OUR NEW HOUSE

I am a fifty two year old dad of two children, Maloney {Mel for short} my daughter (22), and Mike (20) my son. My wife passed away when my son was ten and for the last ten years we as a family grew much closer and had to give up many luxuries that other families have. We had two regular incomes, and when Megan died, I only had my income for another ten months – and then I lost that too. I am a professional photographer and my focus always was on wild life, domestic animals and some wedding...

My Tree House

My Tree House When we were younger my father bought an old farm and he converted one of the extra bedrooms into a playroom for my sister and her doll collection. Whenever I played in there with her it was under her rules. The only reason that I would play with her was because Mom kept her well supplied with Oreo Cookies and bottles of Pepsi. I was pretty sure that Mom did that so that I would play with my sister. Dad also built me a really nice tree house up the woods and high up in...

My trip to NC and the cousins house

My mother thought it would be fun if i had a summer with my aunt and uncle. She put me on a bus and I got picked up on the other end by my aunt and my cousin. My aunt was in her late thirties at that time on her second marriage. My cousin was sixteen and I had just turned thirteen. The house was a tin roof house on a tobacco farm. where I had to share the bedroom with my cousin. My aunt had placed a rope and hung quilts to diver us privacy. While her and my step uncle were in the other bed...

The Legend Of Hair House

This story hopefully sets up an alternate reality series, and is inspired by and owes a lot to Michael Moorcock and his Jerry Cornelius stories. Enjoy. Tyrone Slothrop (An obvious alias) presents: The Legend of Hair House Jim blinks his eyes and realizes he is riding a bicycle. It is a fall day in what appears to be a small American town. It looks like the early 1970s from the cars. Jim is about age fourteen and dressed like a normal fourteen year old boy of the era- hair just...

Our Visit to the Femdom House

Our Visit to the Femdom House. A real Place! BY Mistress Julia This is a true story. I am real person, and the story you are about to read took place last week! Through out my childhood I found myself somewhat frustrated with boys. By the time I was 13 I realized just how much power I had over boys, they seemed to be memorized by my breast, and my demanding nature. I learned quickly that the more demanding I was, the more willing boys were to please me....

Gifted Book 2 ChemistryChapter 17 The House

The next morning Willow received a note from David. He needed to see her about her house. So Willow and Prue went to see him before going to the Auction house where Willow needed to sort out the sale of her nadack. They also had to see Mr Gary Snidel, the wedding planner. Willow’s grandfather had left her his huge house. It was practically outside the gates of the palace. It was supposed to have been rented for the Season, but the family who had rented it hadn’t been able to make the...

Massage woman of the house

I am Brinda. I was born and brought up in a very rich landlord family. I was youngest of six co-brothers and sisters. Like other sisters and girls of family I was not allowed to attend school. Tutor came home to teach girls of family.I grew and started hearing and knowing about sex. I came to know that all males of my family particularly my father and two elder brothers are fucking village women as if they are their slaves. I asked mother and other elderly ladies.They said that women of poor...

Showing The House

Showing the HouseIt was a late spring afternoon and we were at our vacation house. It was a warm sunny day and the smell of flowers and fresh cut grass was in the air.I was standing in the bathroom when I heard their car pull up. I looked out the open window and saw the couple get out of their car and walk slowly and timidly toward our house. I was totally naked and the anticipation of these people seeing me that way was giving me a tremendous rush. I looked down at my cock. The Viagra which I...

The Haunted House

As usual, this is a story containing graphic sexual content. If you are not legally allowed to view such a story, don't download it, read it, touch it, lick it, eat it, burn it, use it for toilet paper, or even stand near it. Permission is hereby given to archive this story on any site so long as this disclaimer is attached, no fee is charged, and I am credited as the author (I've actually gotten hate mail for having claimed to write my own stories, because other people have made...

Orgy at Enigma House

The Orgy at Enigma House By: Friskee_cpl ([email protected]) Kay sat nervously in the boardroom as the panel of five interviewers filed in. Comprising of three ladies and two men, the group settled down around her on the oval table. Interviews, especially job interviews, were not a favourite of Kay's but she had no real reason to be nervous about this interview. She had the job in the bag. She looked her interviewers over, decoding them by what they wore and how they looked....

Grand Opening Of The Magic Bean Coffee House

The Grand Opening Of The Magic Bean Coffee House And Curios Shoppe By Warm Hearted Hello Fiction Mania Readers, my name is David Knight. Like many of you I have been reading Fiction Mania for years, I guess since the mid 90's. I was real happy to find FM because of being a Psycho Therapist, I knew my curiosity about TG was not twisted or really rare. But I never discussed my enjoyment of TG fiction with others since I...

Grandma s House

I was coming back from town Saturday morning. A half mile from my house I saw some activity at the old Blazer place. This was a homestead that had been periodically empty for years and it belonged to me Every once in awhile someone rented it and moved in. They never stayed long. Curious, I slowed down. I could see household stuff just dumped near the front steps. I knew from the weather report I had listened to this morning that it was setting on to rain before noon. What-the-hell, I'd stop...

The Girl Next Door Chapter 2 The Lake House

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lake House My name is Dean and I am 18 years old. I have dirty blonde hair that reaches just over my ears. I have deep brown eyes that like to wonder from time to time. Last week my life changed for the better when I met my neighbour Lucy. If you read “A Dream of a Night” you will be caught up with the events that happened. “Dean Honey time to...

Tree House

Chapter 1 I had met Robert when I was 10 years old, he was already 12 but we were in the same grade. He had been kept back because he had gotten rheumatic fever and was out of school a year and had to repeat. We had been become close friends, playing cowboys and indians, army and building forts in the woods behind his house. I would regularly walk by his house at around 8:00 to pick him up on my way to school. His house was always in chaos at this time. His dad and mom both worked which...

The Lady of the House

The "Lady" Of The House By Anonymous Writer I left my apartment early to try and get a jump start on the long week ahead. I stopped at the mailbox downstairs to check any mail I'd missed from Saturday when the owner of the building came in. Lawrence Gordon seemed to be a nice guy but I didn't know much about him. He was in his late 30's and some kind of rich lawyer who had recently taken over the apartment complex as part of an investment....

Help Me Sell A House

Help Me Sell A House I said, “Will you help me sell a house?” Tonya asked, “What’s in it for me?” I replied, “How about twenty percent of what I make off the sale?” Tonya counter offered, “How about half?” So I had to explain to her that I was a licensed realtor and that I maintained an office, advertised, got exclusive listings, and lined up clients. For that I needed to make at least eighty percent. Besides I normally close on all of my deals alone, however this couple is...

The Orgy at Enigma House

By: Friskee_cpl ([email protected]) Kay sat nervously in the boardroom as the panel of five interviewers filed in. Comprising of three ladies and two men, the group settled down around her on the oval table. Interviews, especially job interviews, were not a favourite of Kay's but she had no real reason to be nervous about this interview. She had the job in the bag. She looked her interviewers over, decoding them by what they wore and how they looked. Were they...

REALTOR FUCKS ME WHILE LOOKING FOR A HOUSE

Evan was a good looking guy….maybe mid-40’s, so a bit older than Barry and me….seemed genuine, with a good sense of humor, and a bit flirty. I don’t think Barry noticed, but I certainly did. Evan smiled my way a bit more than necessary, and struggled to keep his eyes off my chest as the three of us discussed house ideas and prospects. I get it….I’m an attractive brunette in my late twenties, with green eyes, a slim waist, and a pretty smile. But what had clearly caught Evan’s attention were...

A Night At The Manor House

When Angie and I received the invitation to the fundraiser up at Mere Manor, there is no way I could have anticipated the impact our attending would have on our marriage. I was already nursing suspicions, half-formed fears that she and her boss James were up to no good. But I had nothing concrete to go on, no facts to call on, no stick to wield.Even though it was not her first visit to the house, Angie was inordinately excited by the prospect of being an actual guest at such a prestigious...

Little House

It was the story of Nikki's relationship with Jake, and the boys before him. She might be an attractive, intelligent young woman, but for some reason, if a boy was standing in front of her, it was as if she had no spine. The only exception was that she didn't put out -- at all. They were boys, but her father was a man and the prospect of disappointing him was unthinkable. Nikki took another look around, hoping Sara would show at the last minute, and wondered if Jake was going to break up...

It 8217 s always nice to have a maid around the house

coming for quite a while now. They say you should never sleep with the help, but this was inevitable. She wanted it. I wanted it. She got it. It all started about four months ago. I’d taken on a large number of projects – two free-lance articles for an ‘in air’ magazine; a tech writing piece for a local software company; a made for TV screen play; and three movie scripts. I was busier than the proverbial bee. My housekeeping – not that it was ever good – was...

Payback House

Payback House Eugene Morrison waited for the House to arrive. The need for vengeance had led him to being approached by a strange man who offered him a way to pay back those who had wronged him, which led to this moment, waiting for the House to appear. Just getting the key to the House took exactly half of everything he owned, and the search that led him to meeting the man with the key had cost him much as well, but as far as Eugene was concerned, it would be worth it, if the...

Guest House

I first met Jerry Winston while we were standing in the freshman registration line at Case Eastern Reserve University. It was obvious that we were; a) new students and b) freshmen as we had the proverbial 'deer in the headlights' look about us. I started up a conversation with Jerry because everyone does while they're standing in long lines. By the time we actually advanced far enough that we could see the registrars' desk we were friends. By the time we actually got registered for classes...

The Haunted House

The Haunted HouseChapter 1‘So this is it,’ I thought.I stood in the moonless night, pensively staring up at the so-called haunted house. Evenafter all these years, it was still an impressive structure. Built in the late Eighteen Nineties, thefour-story house still had all the hallmarks of a great home. Detailed woodwork adorned thelarge covered entrance and marched its way across the brick façade, while large multi-panedwindows offered views of the outside. They were strategically placed and...

Peace In The House

Peace In The House By Karen Singer Kate is a single mother with a seventeen year old son and a fifteen year old daughter who constantly fight like cats and dogs. But Kate has taken a new job that requires her to be away from the house for most of the day, leaving the two kids alone with each other. Since her son is the oldest, she puts him in charge. But... who's really the one in charge? Written in 2003, this was the second story I ever wrote. ...

Murder House

I watched as a bolt of lightning zipped across the sky, followed quickly by another and then a third. Thunder rolled, starting softly at first as if coming from a great distance and then rising to a quick crescendo of almost earsplitting sound. The wind pushed my car along the road and I cursed myself for being so stupid as to be out on a night like this. If that call hadn't come in, I wouldn't be here. No, that wasn't exactly true. If I hadn't been so greedy and certain that the buyers...

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