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Smothering Arts

The land is tainted with endless blood shed. It runs thick, despite the aging of time. There was a bad miasma about this world. It was due to the conflict of the endless Shinobi Wars. Time and time again, power struggled to take over. Leaving only a scar upon the land, and a high count of casualties. No one really knows when, but as time went by things became apparent. Women dominated the generations due to men dying at war, and mindsets began to change. There was still the occasional conflict,...

Wandering Ch 06

Once again, we join Leighton ‘Lee’ Stephenson on his journey to find his new life. This is the sixth and final episode, but don’t worry. I don’t intend to ‘kill him off.’ Wandering 6: Charlie It felt quite natural to be on the move again. My initial flurry of sexual encounters with women had lasted but a short two weeks before I suffered a two month long ‘soft spell.’ I was in no danger of falling into depression over it, but I was wondering what had happened to the magic. Pattie Monahan had...

Wandering Vagabond Heart

The tide washes onto the shore and just as quickly it fades back into the ocean, only to wash onto the shore once more. The moonlight dances on your skin as you walk along the coastline late at night. You watch the waves and the water in awe. You can only describe this moment and place in time as though it were something from a dream. You have found this to be a secluded and private area where no one watches. You make your way to a secluded part of the shore. You look around to make sure no one...

Wandering The Old Wood Part Two

The woman smiled brightly as he stepped out of the bushes, her eyes travelling up and down his body, drinking in the sight of him. His hair was dark and mid-length, framing storm-grey eyes and an aquiline nose. Further down she could see that even with the clothes obscuring him he had an athletic body given over to lithe muscles and subtle strength. His clothing was strange to her as well, a thin white shirt of what might have been cotton but of a weave finer than any she had seen, though...

Wandering The Old Wood

It was early morning at the height of spring, the forest was glimmering emerald with new growth and the heady scent of blooming flowers perfumed the air. The wind blew through the trees making the branches sway and the leaves rustle with a noise akin to the crashing tide upon the distant seashore. It was a beautiful day for wandering the winding paths that meandered through the old forest, to smell the jewel-like flowers and listen to the trilling song of the birds as they flitted from proud...

WanderingPart 4 Beth

I sat in my car in the parking lot of the convenience store for quite a while. I had long since finished the wretched coffee that they offered, and I was lost in my thoughts. A wise man once said "never look a gift horse in the mouth," but that's exactly what I was doing. I had left my old surroundings only six days ago, and it was as if I had stepped through some portal into a parallel universe. I was living in a fantasy land of willing women and unlimited sex. I kept wondering when this...

WanderingPart 5 Pattie

"Don't move. Stay right where you are," I whispered. She complied as I felt her muscles relax and her body slump against my chest. We were silent. There was no need for conversation. We had both exclaimed our delight over the past half hour and swam in the pleasure of our shared passion. We had expressed our fulfillment at the completion of a blissful union. We lay there in the dark, the gentle rocking of the boat adding to our peaceful recovery. I pulled the comforter over us to ward...

Lingering Mist

A silent breeze drifted through the trees. The strong scent of pine mingled with the dirt as a young woman fumbled her way through fallen logs and protruding boulders. Unseen birds screamed at her from a distance. Hidden creatures scurried through the brambles and brush, fleeing from what they could only see as an intruder. The sun crept slowly down behind the distant mountains. Darkness would soon envelope everything in it’s path. She’s completely alone, tears streaming down her face. Her...

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It was when I returned from my basic training, the family was proud and happy with my completion and honor that came with it. My sister Rita was older then me by 7 years, though Ive always had a deep longing for her body, nothing happened between us due to the taboo of incest. I remember it well the first time I became attracted to her though; I was 13, I just finished fucking one of my moms clients, her name was Dolcie, a felon for DUI who just wanted a fuck, and I was happy...

Remembering Faggot Boy Qasim

Remembering Faggot Boy QASIMBy: Londebaaz ChohanI cannot say why but I am remembering one of my bona fide gay bottom boy Qasim since the last week almost. First time I met him was in a chat room of a gay site on the internet. He was answering everybody and sounded sweet. The reasons, I got interested in him were multi folds. He was admitting that he was gay, he was admitting that he was a self-proclaimed born to be a bottom and he was hardly half an hour away from me. If those were not the...

Remembering Charlie and my cock introduction

I was driving home after my lovely night with Charlie. The night before I had my first kissing and sucking of cock. I was remembering the first touching of our hard cocks; the slow frotting and the sweet kisses. I remembered the taste of Charlies cum... when he exploded deep in my throat, his twitching large cock.The drive home was long and after a few hours of country driving and remembering our cock sucking and slurping, my cock was hard and aching to be worked. I found a quite place, not...

Remembering Part 2

REMEMBERING, PART 2 Tina Summers had known within three weeks of her marriage that it had been a mistake. One reason was discovering she had become an object of derision on the part of the secretaries at the advertising firm where both she and her husband Mitchell worked. Because they knew about his serial infidelities and she, apparently, did not. As it happened, she was well aware of her new husband's peccadilloes. The fact of them didn't bother her. She hadn't married him for the...

Shimmering Darkness

I have wondered if I am simply another woman in midlife crisis mode. No one wakes up and one day and decides to be that walking cliche. How tacky is it to be the wife everyone hears stories about and shakes their head disapprovingly thinking, "it sounds exciting, but of course I would never cheat." I will be honest with anyone and tell them that I lived my life, for the past 19 years, mostly on autopilot. I met my husband 23 years ago in college, we dated, we married, we had 2 children, we...

Gathering

A sharp, white light burning into the core of my brain, scalding all trace of their existence... their very presence, as if to say "It never happened. We were never here." As if I could just forget the past few days and not wonder why. And yet even now I can feel my memory fading. The thoughts stripped from my brain, like weeds in a gardener's dirt crusted hand. Then the white light takes a shape... a shape that I now understand, but doubt I will until the next Halloween. When it will all...

Gathering Storm Chapter 2

It felt like I had jumped three feet in the air at the sound of Cynthia's voice as she walked up behind us. And unlike us ... she at least had a robe on, though I doubted she wore anything beneath it. "Seriously," she said taking a seat at the table. "I could use one ... and a drink," she added. "Bring the Scotch back with you when you come, and a couple of glasses." "Three ... glasses," Joy said jumping in. I turned heading back up the stairs and inside the house heading for...

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