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The Wishing Stone

The Wishing Stone Part 1: The Wishing Stone Part 1:ObsessionBy Darqside I will never forget the moment the world as I knew it, ended. Of course, I had everything to do with it. It all started several years ago?I was a college student working on my capstone?my final project that would make or break me?earn or deny me of my degree. My major involves art?and so in many ways I had to come up with some great artistic design project.? The problem was, I had no subjects to work with. Well...

Mall Princess

Little Mall Princess"If that were me, I would have found a way to twist him up and then get him underneath my fucking foot."When I heard the girlish voice make this statement as I stood there transfixed on a brand-new HD TV on display near the entrance to the mall Sharper Image outlet, I ignored it, thinking that such a direct statement from such a pretty young voice must be directed at someone else.Afterall, I was a thirty-something dude in Saturday afternoon clothes who'd run into the mall...

The Perfect Family A Thanatos Tale

The Perfect Wife ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One The Perfect Family ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One Note:? This is a work of fiction.? Any similarity with persons living or dead is purely coincidental. ?A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? -- Alexander Pope Thirty-one year old Larissa Monroe shudders as her son, Andrew, loudly...

Lesbian Peril Legal

LESBIAN PERIL LEGAL LESBIAN PERIL LEGAL By Michelle Makens Chap. 1 A preference choice to continue a small but somewhat lucrative law practice with L.P.L Brokerage & Defense (known only to a chosen inner circle as Lesbian Power Legal B&D) easily fulfilled my secular desirers and soon became more rewarding in many ways. With the shared caseloads and practical billable hours, things were less hectic as the overall workweek schedule helped open up my personal time for many other more...

The Stretching of Slave Girl Shana

The Stretching of Slave Girl Shana The Stretching of Slave Girl Shana??????????????????? by Sigmund Freud ([email protected]) In the decades that followed the global energy and food shortages, and the subsequent collapse of various economies, the old polities disintegrated into city states and feudalism. The rich were excessively so, and exploited the poor for their own private gain. Inside the complex on the far side of the mountain, near the ruins of the Oratory, a slave girl...

Are you an evil man

1 1. It all started out so simply. Standing in front of the bedroom mirror, pursing her red lips together, Catherine said, "Matt says he has a new girlfriend." Lying on their bed, glancing through the new copy of InTheater, Jeff said, "Oh yeah?" "He's bringing her to dinner." "That's good." Catherine sighed. "I hope this one isn't a bimbo." "Matt's the one who has to date her." "Yeah," Catherine replied, "but we're the ones who are going to have to talk to her." The fact that his...

A Lady of Thorns

I don't go into florist's very often, so I never paid any attention to the flower shop that was around the corner from my place. It was tucked between an empty storefront and another shop that repaired windows and mirrors, part of a string of little stores that had been carved out of the basements of a row of apartment buildings on Clark Street a long time ago. The front door was below street level, so you had to walk down a half-dozen steps or so to get to it. I never saw anyone coming in or...

My Perv

This is the somewhat-true, somewhat-embellished story of my perverse sexuallife. Some of the activity was probably illegal, though all was consensualexcept for the episodes in Chapter 1, "Pink Belly," and Chapter 2, "Co-Op Candy." I certainly don't condone pedophilia, though we in the United States havean unnatural fear of childhood sexuality and much more is healthy and normalthan we let on. How many of us had sexual experiences as kids that we wouldNEVER tell our parents about, and perhaps...

The Caretaker

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Liz moaned with each bounce on my cock. Liz was a hot little blonde from my math class that had been pursuing me for the better part of the semester. "Jesus you're so fucking wet" I moaned as I leaned forward to pull her into me. With my arms wrapped around her back holding her to me, I began pummeling her from below. She let out a series of squeaks as my long, thick cock pistoned her from below. Her small breasts jiggled in my face as her nails in my shoulder bit...

Cuckold Story Humilicucktrix Eating The Slops

Cuckold Story: Humilicucktrix - Eating The SlopsStory No.5WARNING: This story incorporates strong cuckold themes, including licking another man's semen from my ex-girlfriend's pussy. Please don't read if squeamish.In the past, I used to crave a bit of humiliation and would do some quite degrading things for kicks. I thought I'd compile a list of the 10 most depraved/pervy things I've done and write a short story about them each and post them on xhamster.The list:10. Drank a girl-racer's...

Alice s Very Naughty Adventures Chapter XXII The Dressmaker s Shop

“I hope you enjoyed your nap, Alice.”Alice opened her eyes slowly, yawning as the owl-faced seamstress helped her to sit up.“I had such a strange dream, Mitzy,” she murmured, stretching her arms up above her head before settling her hands upon her lap with a soft sigh. “There was a very rude centaur. And I met a lion and unicorn and I inspired them to go on an adventure. Oh, I do hope it’s a grand one. And then I attended a lavish party at a palace and I was wooed by a handsome Sargeant-Major...

Judy Chapter 2 The Second Step

Judy awoke from her dream. It had been weeks since her chance meeting with Jim that day as she hiked around the lake. She had dreamed about it again and had the same reaction. She felt flushed with excitement and aroused. It left her wanting more. It had almost been that long since her husband had tried to satisfy her. They still had occasional sex; but not the passion they once had or what Jim had ignited within her. She lay there alone. Her husband had left for work. In the old days, they...

Modest Meghan s Sexual Awakening

Meghan wasn’t your typical “sexy” girl. She was what most boys would describe as “cute” or “pretty,” maybe even “too sophisticated.” But she wanted to be sexy. What those boys told Meghan didn’t matter to her anyways. She wanted a man to just take her and fuck her. Meghan knew she was attractive but didn’t fit in with the typical skinny tall blondes at her school. She was 5’3”, curvy but toned, with size C-cup breasts, bright hazel eyes, and long brown hair that fell softly past her perky...

Modest Meghan s Sexual Awakening Part 1

Meghan wasn’t your typical “sexy” girl. She was what most boys would describe as “cute” or “pretty,” maybe even “too sophisticated.” But she wanted to be sexy. What those boys told Meghan didn’t matter to her anyways. She wanted a man to just take her and fuck her. Meghan knew she was attractive but didn’t fit in with the typical skinny tall blondes at her school. She was 5’3”, curvy but toned, with size C-cup breasts, bright hazel eyes, and long brown hair that fell softly past her perky...

Impure Thoughts Chapter Four

Have you ever woken up suddenly, thinking that you were in your bed at home? That happened to me this morning. I woke, and the window was in the wrong place, and I felt anxious. Then Flora turned in her sleep, and I knew where I was. I was in Flora's bed.I don't sleep with Flora very often, but I am always thrilled when she invites me to join her. We do all sorts of lovely sex things but what I like is that it's not primarily about orgasms. She just 'enjoys' me. It's hard to find the right...

Dear Cum Dr Flappyduck

WARNING: This 'Dear Cum' contains non-sexualised references and descriptions of vaginas. We appreciate this is unsettling and unnatural. Be assured that this is just a brief forray into the world of Medical Science. Vaginas are, of course, nectar oozing flowers of femininity to be worshipped, adored, ravaged, and abused. Their primary purpose remains that of cum receptacle. 'Performance' and 'review' are two words that definitely have no reason to be snuggling up together to create a phrase,...

A sissy called Jezebel Part XLII

A sissy called Jezebel Part XLII - A sissy's bitch or what a gurl has to do to get a freaking cuddle around here. (Forgive my little homage to Rocky & Bullwinkle, 'Find out next time......') "Uhm, how did you get into my diary?" I queried Irmagard. "Your sister Abigail generously told me how to pick the lock," she responds very matter of factly. I've operated under the assumption that my sweet sisters were getting into my diary, I just stopped caring that they could read...

A Sissy called Jezebel Part LXIII

A Sissy called Jezebel Part LXIII - We get to meet Aunty Eden's pack and the family sees the harem chamber and the incredible indoor pool. "We've organized the closet a little bit, there's some hand me down clothes for everyone, but we'll fuss with that stuff on a future trip." The twins are back up, and we follow mother to the harem chamber. It's down one floor. Mother opens up the huge double doors, and the vaulted chamber is enormous. "Mother how many sissies did your parents...

A Cruise with my Daughter Part 2

I wrapped a towel around myself and stepped out of the bathroom. The floor of the room was now clear of debris, and Tiffany stood dressed for the pool, clearly proud of her work. Today she was wearing a simple green bandeau top that showed off her long slender torso and sexy shoulders, as a matching bikini bottom was wrapped over with a sarong. An almost comically large sun hat sat atop her head. "How about that, dad?" She said. I surprised myself as I was still feeling a bit daring from...

A cure for Stuttering

"Aunt S-S-S-Sara," Jeremy stutters as his eyes bulge out towards my tanned globes, hanging just inches from his face. As I stand up, I can't help but notice that his eyes aren't the only things that are bulging at the moment. I guess that answers the question! "Your mother thinks your gay," I tell him matter-of-factly as his eyes roam from my tits down to the tiny triangle of material disappearing between my legs. "G-G-Gay?" he looks at me incredulously. "W-w-w-why w-w-would...

Interview With The Devil

Larry: Can we start with your name. You go by many. Which do you prefer? True, I go by many names. Most of them rather silly. Like the Devil. I mean, at least capitalize THE. Every ne'er do well down here is a devil of some sort. Satan? Rather bland I think. No, please call me Lucifer. It has a certain ring to it. Rolls off both forks of the tongue if you will. Can I get you anything? Fire? Brimstone? A hummer from Maggie Thatcher? No? Not your type? Jerry Fallwell? Ah never mind. Larry:...

Peeking Sister

Driving home through the hot hazy July afternoon, raven- haired June Wright felt a returning wave of nausea sweep over her and was f****d to pull over to the side of the road to rest for a moment. As she sat there alone in the peace and quiet of the gently rolling Maryland farmlands, breathing in the familiar scents of sun-baked fields and dry hay mixed with the heavy sweet aroma of honeysuckle that grew wild along both sides of the narrow winding country road, she reassured herself for the...

The End of Prudery Episode II Two Models

Keypad door locks are an awfully practical invention, for instance if you have somehow managed to fall in love with your own mother and she's expected to arrive for a visit at a time of the day when you're still in art class painting two naked girls. You don't have to leave a key under the doormat or under the pot-plant that Mr. Burglar can easily find. All you have to do is send her an SMS with a six-digit pin code. At the moment though, my thoughts were definitely not with mom. We had all...

My Daughter

I had just gotten home after work. I was almost looking forward to spending some time alone in the house. My daughter and son, Danielle and Isaac, were supposed to be at friends' houses until dinner. My oldest daughter, Shawn, would probably be at Lindsey's house, like she often was. That meant I could go home and use the big TV in the family room to beat off. Normally I wouldn't have to resort to such solitary means of orgasm, but my wife was away on a three week road trip for her company....

Seducing Katie

"Have I ever told you how much I used to absolutely loath New Years Eve?" Teri giggled, taking a near stumble as she stood out of the car. "Just every December 31st," I parried playfully, reaching out to gently catch her about the waist. She was fairly well swanked on Patron margaritas and the Moet the Tom and Lisa had been toasting with at their bash. " ... You do seem to have gotten over your aversion though." "Completely," Teri chortled, her eyelids sagging contentedly as I...

Ethics 101 for Mind Controllers

Part I -- The Debate "So, what is the status of free will these days?" John asked. "Still going strong," Rhonda said, "thank you very much." Kari laughed, tossing back her blonde curls. "How exactly did we get on this subject?" she asked. It was late at night, and the window of John's dorm room looked out on a nearly deserted quadrangle. Five students were relaxing on the beds and chairs in various stages of fatigue and inebriation; a good-sized collection of empty beer bottles in...

Eyes Wide Open II

"Hmmm..." I tapped my index finger against my bottom lip thoughtfully, browsing the videos and grateful they were somewhat sorted by subject. "Kylie..." Rodney tugged at the sleeve of my jacket and I knew he was getting impatient. "Hold on, I'm looking." I said without looking at him. "You've been looking." He said, not unhappily, but just ... impatiently. "This one." I said, after holding my two favorite choices side by side and comparing the little pictures and vague...

Bewildered From Bridget s Days

I was walking through a graveyard, the moonlight casting deep shadows over the tombstones. I can just hear someone mumbling, "Big deal! You're a vampire. You're supposed to be hanging around in graveyards." Well, NOT! Graveyards are spooky. Mausoleums are cold and drafty in the winter and hot and stifling in the summer. They're all granite and black iron and there's no comfortable place to sleep. Besides, they're full of dead people. Vampires drink blood, you know. The only people I...

Oh Brother

You know what I always liked about my little brother? I don't either. Oh, he has one or two good qualities but somehow he manages to taint them one way or another. For instance, he's really smart but he can't seem to appreciate the line between being smart and being a smartass. Here's an example: One day I got stuck on a trig problem and asked him if he could help me. He's one of those math whizzes so he saw the solution right away and showed me how to do it. I was just about to say...

Accidental Landlord

When my wife died – too young, she was only twenty-five, a year younger than me – I was left alone in the large house (six bedrooms) that we'd intended to fill with children. Ironically, it was pregnancy that permitted the choriocarcinoma to occur that killed her. That the pregnancy ended in a miscarriage was merely salt in the wound. I'm not the sort to kill myself, but I did neglect myself for quite some time. My employers (a successful, rapidly growing IT security company whose bonuses...

A Happy Family

The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance between characters in this work and actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. This work contains scenes of explicit sex between adults and is intended for the entertainment of adults only. This is fantasy. Life does not work this way. The potential reader is directed to the story codes listed for this story - if any of the sexual activities or relationships are illegal in your area, do not read or download this story, as you...

It Happened One Night

Part I I was in ninth grade when it happened. I think it was inevitable, not that I knew that before it happened. It was only after that I came to see the patterns. Karen was a year younger than I and in eighth grade. She was a walking wet dream, even for me, and I was just at that age when I could cum in a second, then a third, then a fourth etc. We had a different relationship than most brother sister tandems. We didn't argue and didn't put each other down. Oh, we teased each other,...

Aunt Martha

Copyright © 2001 Norm DePloom. ALL Rights Reserved Yes, I know, it's popular right now to pretend that kids aren't sexual, but I'm here to tell you that the good Dr. Freud was right. I'm determined to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth (except where to do so might land me, or someone else, in prison). Only the names have been changed to protect the incredibly guilty. Due to my good fortune in being raised near, and with, my two slightly older female cousins,...

Well Why Not

When I met Jennifer a year ago, I'd never been married. I was thirty-five, two years younger than she was; I guess that happens quite a lot these days, and when we met at a party, she told me right off that she had a teenaged daughter, Suzi. Well, she was very attractive, slim and curvy, blond, with a sexy smile. I asked her out for the next weekend and that's where things really started. I met her daughter, then Jennifer and I went out and two weeks later, I spent my first night in her...

Ethnic Persuasion

I think that this story is borderline to the kind I ought to be writing, but I am going to do it anyway. The background for writing this tale is that last weekend in Copenhagen, a 30-year-old girl was raped by a group of teenagers (two of them under 15). Indeed I should point out that I feel a lot of sympathy with the poor girl, and that this story in no way suggests that she provoked the situation. The reason for writing this is that I have been intrigued by what might cause a group of young...

Webcam Mom

Steve never thought about his mother sexually until he was referred to a video sex site by his childhood friend. Shortly after he clicked the link, he realized just how stimulating his mother could be - both on screen and in real life. After school, everyone would meet their friends to talk about what they were doing, or where they were going immediately after school. Steve was a senior. Not only that, he was pretty much a popular kid at school. He was a starter on the football team and was...

The Best Laid Plans

Twenty year old Millicent, Millie to her friends, was seriously pissed at her seventeen year old sister, Deborah. While reading her younger sister’s top secret and cleverly hidden diary, Millie had found out that the slinking little sneak had put the move on her boyfriend, Wallace. Well, Wallace was history now. The asshole had let Debby blow him! Her sister had slobbered all over his damn dick! She flipped a couple pages, and nearly tore the book apart in anger. She hadn’t stopped there!...

Picture This

Introduction: First and foremost my name is Rolf Hasitup, I was sixteen, I stood 5/6, with dirty blonde hair, dark blue eye's, I weighed about 145 lb wet, with a 34x30x32 with no real muscular build, with a thin 5 inch dick, when this started. My parents are Ruth and Randolf Hasitup, they have been very loving and supportive of myself and my sister's Lena and Tulane. Who happen to be identical twin's they were fourteen, they stood 5/3, with a 33bX23X34 build, with red hair and green eye's...

Notebook Excerpts

To: Curriculum Committee, Capton Springs High School From: Holly Rennick, Language Arts Subject: Proposed Academic Elective To further our CSHS Language Arts curriculum, an advanced elective, “Composition about Ourselves,” is proposed, relevant to our students’ age, and as a gateway to multidisciplinary inclusive skills. This memo suggests the potential breadth of such a course. A subcommittee will pursue the details. With each point I include a brief transcript of how the topic might be...

Red and Sally

I had gotten off work early. A localized power outage downtown had shut us down. I'm Red Benson; the Red is short for Redeker, and no I have no idea where such a name came from, supposedly my grandmother came up with it. Oh, and I have brown hair not red. I work as a lathe operator in a machine shop: XL-Fabrications. The pay is good, the work dirty, and the days can sometimes be long. It was Friday. I headed home a little before 11:00AM, way earlier than my usual 5:00PM. Sally, I knew, would...

Three Day Holiday

Liz Baker grabbed her daughters' overnight bag off the hallway floor and yelled, "Come on Becky, we need to get on the road before traffic comes to a complete halt." Liz and her 21-year-old daughter were headed to Ocean City, Maryland for a three day holiday in the sun and fun of the Atlantic Ocean. Liz's husband Danny was out of the country on a ten-day business trip and Becky had just finished her junior year at the University of Maryland and had come home for the summer break. It had...

FlintkoteChapter 52

“How did she learn to sail like that?” He said. “She’s four.” So ... we ... the three of us ‘explained’ that she was family and what family knows they all know. You can imagine the looks that got. Very much like the look you’re getting. Yup. Just like that. So ... Tyche took him to the computer and showed him the opinions of Freud, Jung, and Lacan. She’s four. Her spelling was correct. The search engines didn’t change her submissions. As she was explaining that this passage or that...

Deputy PorterChapter 106

"Sylvia could you please step outside the door? We need a little privacy," TJ main man asked politely. I nodded. I didn't want to see him provide whatever drug TJ was doing at the time. I saw Rodney standing by the door. It was his job to see that I didn't have any surprise visitors inside the room where they were getting ready. "Rodney, It sure sounds like a full house out there," I said. "Yeah, Joan was right. They probably chose this smaller venue so they could get some pictures...

Over the Hills and Faraway Book 1 IntroductionsChapter 13

Back at the base I spent at least an hour in the shower, and then slept for about 6. It was now the 25th July, and after breakfast the officers and SNCO's of the battalion went off to be told how well, or otherwise, each unit had performed during the exercise. The rest of us were going on organized sight-seeing trips and visits. I had been given permission to go with Eddy Two Bears, and had just got back from breakfast when a Pikani came up to me and wordlessly handed me a note from Eddy....

An Ordinary College Sex Life 3Chapter 3 Moving Forward

-- SEPTEMBER 2005, SENIOR YEAR -- "What do you think, deli?" I thought about the three or four different sandwiches I might order at our usual deli, and shook my head. "Kinda in the mood for Blondie's." "Pizza again?" Bert made a face. "How 'bout Thai?" We'd gotten Thai food last week, but I'd ordered Pad Thai then and today the thought of Crying Tiger actually appealed. So I head-nodded south in the direction we'd need to go. Bert turned at the next fork in the walkway, and...

The Millionaire Next DoorChapter 34

Mr. Foreman walked around the shop examining the work that had been done. The contractor was about to put the wall board up, and this would be the last chance to inspect things before they would be hidden from view. He inspected everything, looking for anything that might be out of place. Dan watched his former boss inspect the structure like he had seen him do hundreds of times before, then asked, “What do you think of it?” “He does good work,” Mr. Foreman answered turning around to look...

My New House and the People Who Came With ItChapter 9

On the way to the restaurant we passed Sweet Nothings, the lingerie store where I bought Kara's last two outfits, including the one she's wearing. It's still a little early so we decided to stop and look around. The lady running the place was surprised to see Kara wearing the slip as an outer garment. But she liked it. She was also surprised to see her with two men. But judging by the twinkle in her eye she liked that too. We took our time and browsed through all the items on display. I...

In The WayChapter 2

"Are you sure?" he asked before I could turn the damned thing off. "What the hell was that?" I shouted at him. "She's lying!" He sat there, calmly taking in my reaction. Of course, he could afford to be calm - it was not his wife who had just told a perfect stranger that her husband was fooling around with their daughter. He held up his hands in a placating manner even as I took a menacing step towards him. "You," and I pointed my finger accusingly, "You put her up to it. If that...

An Unsuitable JobChapter 2

We had a leisurely brunch and I went up to get dressed. I was going to umm ... entertain wearing the same out fit I’d had on the night before, but first I wanted to try on the long black dress which was one of the things we’d purchased on our shopping trip. I put the dress on together with a pair of black patent high heels, another purchase, I did say we’d spent a lot of money. Looking in the mirror I realised my tits were practically hanging out with the neckline plunging almost to my navel....

In The WayChapter 3

I had half a mind to play the rest of the tape inside my car before I started home, but the hot air that rushed out of it shook me out of that notion. It was a hot day for spring even though summer was just around the corner, as they say, and I preferred the cold climate any day of the week better than the heat wave we had been having for the last few days. I considered sitting inside, motor idling, air conditioner on high, and finish the task that was the highest on my to-do list, but I did...

The Double Date That Didn t EndChapter 5 The What If Fantasy

"What do you think they're talking about in there?" I asked. Shane didn't even hear me. He was sitting on the bed, staring off into space. Still naked from his recent shower with Tracy. I paced around the bedroom like an anxious kitten, unconsciously nibbling away at my manicure. Five minutes earlier, we'd all been groaning like wild animals, licking and sucking and kissing and coming one after the other in a haze of pleasure. We'd gone right up to the edge; done everything, except...

Love s MastersChapter 15 Where the Path Leads

The following week, I was too busy getting any remaining work finished and preparing to take finals in my six classes to worry about anything else besides baseball. Mr. Drystone, my chemistry teacher, let me spend an extra fourth period the previous week so I could finish my last lab on Wednesday so I could take the final on Friday. I skipped going to lunch to finish writing it up. I had straight As going into the finals, and the amount of written work I had turned in those two weeks was...

Tim The Teenage MCPart XII 3 Hope s Last Chance

A light flickered on, then a moment later, it flickered back off. Darkness isn't so bad as long as you can't see the shadows. Or at least that was what I thought until I sensed things moving about me. "Hello?" I called out, wondering where the hell I was. "Timmy?!?" Suzi's voice called in the distant. "Tim, where are you?" "Suzi, over here!" I frantically called out. "Timmy... I can't find you... " her voice said, fading in the distance. "SUZI! COME BACK!" "She can't...

Jane Naked in SchoolMonday part 2

M .3 When school ended, Jane was very, very glad to put her clothes back on. She'd managed to avoid being touched, except for fourth period and the beginning of school; for once in her life, she was glad nobody ever seemed to find her physically attractive. Sometimes it was an annoyance, being unable to attract attention, but right now it was all she wanted. She was also glad her mother was late with the car that day and didn't see her dressing. Of course, before school's end there were...

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...

The Continuing Education of SusanChapter 2

“It doesn’t matter what I say, as long as I sing with inflection, that makes you feel I’ll convey some inner truth or sad reflection. But I’ve said nothing so far, and I can keep it up for as long as it takes. And it don’t matter who you are. If I’m doing my job, it’s your resolve that breaks.” -Blues Traveler, “Hook” Hey, hon, how’re you doing tonight? I’m Sue. What can I get for ya? Sorry, that’s a reflex from dropping out of school at 16 to begin waitressing and being stuck in the same...

Campus Life Rush WeekChapter 9

The ride back to campus was not as wild as the ride out had been. Surprisingly, the shopping had not tired the Pledges out. The girls were still in the happily receptive laps of the guys. But the guys, by some unspoken agreement were no longer anxiously groping. Instead, there was a quiet atmosphere with light touches and caresses as they all thought about the end of this very short first week and their upcoming release in a few hours. It was only ten till four when they pulled up in front...

Body SwapChapter 37

After our conversation with the Reverend John Katy decided we should do something about fixing a date for the wedding. The university term began towards the end of September and was less than a week away. We went to the registrar's office and applied for a marriage schedule and since it legally required at least three weeks before we could then marry we decided on the last Saturday in October. We chose to keep things small. We arranged for the registrar to come and conduct the wedding in...

The PlayChapter 4

“Dinner?” Brian asked Richard. “Let me guess -- Crystal.” “Yeah, we’re meeting at the cafeteria. You’re welcome to join us. I’m sure she won’t mind.” “Naw ... I’d just be a third wheel.” “Tonight is our first real date,” Richard said. “You’ve been out with her every night this week.” “We have dinner and then study together. Whalen has nice, quiet study rooms.” “How much studying and how much canoodling?” “We’re not in that kind of a relationship,” Richard replied. “Have you kissed...

CHARLES CLAIRE KALISTAChapter 25

We all looked at one another and did not understand what she was saying to us. She tried again, “That man who just left here ... is ‘John McArthur,’ not Daniel. It was Daniel who died in June’s arms, all those years ago. John swapped ... all their credentials and took over the life of Daniel, including, being the f-f-father of all of my children.” She was sobbing very hard again. I remarked, “It seems like John and Daniel played the same kinds of tricks on everyone, being twins? Including...

Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 29 Fear and Doubting

September 14, 1981, McKinley, Ohio On Monday, after lunch, I did as Doctor Orosco had insisted, and met with a counselor from Student Health Services, who, amazingly, was available immediately. The problem was, as I’d argued, that I wasn’t going to repeat what I said, even to another counselor, under any circumstances. I spent ten minutes going around in circles with Doctor Ralph Hart, and made no progress. “I’m not sure what you’re doing here, if you won’t talk to me about what...

Second ChanceChapter 45

After eating and cleaning up, the girls decided to hook up and play with the new game machine. Their laughing and giggling filled the boat all evening. At one point Tammy joined in, and added her voice to the cacophony. I never liked video games, in either body, so I enjoyed their play time from my recliner. When they finally played the last of the new games, Tammy got them a snack, and sent them on their way for showers and bed. When the salon was empty except for the two of us, Tammy...

Good Medicine Freshman YearChapter 40 The Beast With Two Backs

October 12, 1981, McKinley, Ohio “Well THAT stinks,” Nancy said on Tuesday afternoon. “What happens now?” “I don’t know yet. I talked to Doctor Norris this morning after my chem mid-term and he’s confident nothing will happen. The problem is, I’m sure I’ve made an enemy of the Dean, and any minor slip-up on my part is going to become a Federal case.” “But why you?” “I had the misfortune to draw someone who felt she could use the discrimination procedure to get something she couldn’t...

The Demons Within03 Facing the Music with Family

Phil was nearly at his car, avoiding glancing at those he passed for fear of creating awkward encounters, when his phone rang. “Hello, Walker Plumbing, Phil Walker speaking.” “Dad? This is Toni. When you were in the city yesterday, did you notice anything unusual?” Instantly on guard, he stopped to give her inquiry his full attention. “Not really, why?” “There are some news reports of someone attacking the homeless in public parks. I was wondering whether you heard or saw anyone acting...

Onlyfan s LiaChapter 9 The Jismissary

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His soul floated, hiding just beneath his skin, dreading the moment that his eyes would open, streaming reality in High Definition through his very being. It wasn’t that he was afraid to face the morning, but rather that he was afraid of how much pain he would be in upon awakening. The morning before, his whole being had been in agony. Between fucking Jenny out of Beth and then carrying Beth home, he wondered if his body would decide to be tired or sore instead. How does a body decide how...

Time Is Waiting in the WingsChapter 2

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I heard the buzzer through a mind fog so thick you could cut it with a knife. God ... What had I done last night? That was my first coherent thought of the day, always a bad sign. The sheet was hopelessly twisted around us, tight and deliciously warm. Us? Someone was next to me, I could feel that skin, soft and smooth and not mine. Who was that? I couldn't remember and it hurt to try and the door wouldn't stop buzzing. I licked my lips, and the hair in my eyes was irritating. My hair...

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“Okay, so maybe it’s me. I’m on TV, sometimes. I did a movie. Someone made a painting and thought of me. Or they saw an ad or something. This happens to Emma all the time.” Melody shook her head. “Except in her case they Photoshop her face onto pornography. That’s her actual face, not a portrait. This is one, and it’s fairly well done. The painter wasn’t very experienced, but certainly talented. I’d say he used a live model, not just one reference picture.” When Melody says these things,...

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It doesn't seem right to be thankful for pain or discomfort, but no more had Dianna left that I felt a pang right in the tip of my cock. I had cum 3 times in a short while and the little muscle that pushes my payload out the tip was over worked and sore. Ahh, but it was a good sore. I imagined myself sitting at my stylist and seeing a man ogle Dianna in an ad he was reading. I could tap him on the shoulder and say, "I been fucked and sucked to the point of overwork by her and she's looking...

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"... in my case, to be tempted, however slightly, was to fall." Friday night, though... my resolve could not hold. When Sherry re-emerged, she had big plans. I remained as her for the whole weekend - and a very busy, and expensive, weekend it was. The first thing she did was take a taxi ride back to the store, paying in her customary fashion, and open the safe. (Like many small business owners, I kept a moderately substantial supply of cash readily available for an unexpected crisis.) The...

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

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I woke up pretty early considering how late I got to bed the night before. Already my head was spinning with the memories of yesterday and the prospects yet to come. To be honest with you, I thought that maybe all of yesterday might have just been a dream. I smelled coffee. I checked the clock; 7:20. I was sure my Dad had showered and eaten breakfast by 7:00. With little doubt, he’d already grabbed his clubs and was on his way to the golf course to hit little balls with funny little...

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Early the next morning before Jason roused, I took my cell phone into the bathroom and called my dad. I would've preferred to lie abed in my slumbering lover's arms, but I had a fence to mend. "Good morning," I said cheerfully when he answered my call. "Good morning. You're up early." "I wanted to catch you before you left for the university. I'm really sorry about last night, Dad. I was rude and inconsiderate." "Yes you were." "Other than being pissed and worried because I...

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I did something I never do. I turned off the radio, disconnected the Ipod, and listened to the sound of silence. Music was and is my life. We all have a personal soundtrack to our lives. We're almost always within listening distance of a radio, CD, Ipod, some guy in the park with a slightly out of tune guitar, or a live band. A song will start playing and you think, "That's what was playing at my sisters' wedding, my uncles' funeral, while I lost my virginity, or when she dumped me,...

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The center area of the temple was rather plain and except for the growing tree in the central rock the space was otherwise empty. The floor of the entire chapel seemed to be an unusually lush and deep grass that felt nicer upon the feet with every step one took. The raised dais at the center was of unworked natural stone, perhaps nothing else other than the top of some mostly flat boulder embedded in the hillside. Growing from a great crack right through the center of the rock was a small but...

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Later that day Ted had stopped to fill up with gas south of Richmond, Va. He saw an Army-Navy store across the road and made a snap decision. While he realized that he had packed suits and dress shirts, he now realized that he would no longer need that mode of dress. He made his way to the store and outfitted himself with khaki pants, denim jeans, plaid shirts, athletic socks and a sturdy pair of plain, brown shoes. On the way to pay for his purchases he pulled a plain, beige baseball cap...

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Peter awoke with a terrible need to use the bathroom. There was absolutely no schedule in his life of late. I didn't help that he was unable to sleep through the night for some reason. It might have to do with two women in the bed with him moaning all night. He had at least slept well the night before. He went to bed early and even Trish fell instantly asleep. Neither of them seemed to have missed their goodnight kisses. They took turns in the bathroom that morning beginning with Peter....

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Friday at school, Alan was impatient and distracted, as was par for the course lately. All he could think about was the prospect of Suzanne giving him another handjob later that afternoon. He didn't realize that she was planning something new, even though she'd dropped some not-very-subtle hints about it. Suzanne and Susan continued their ritual of talking about their dreams and recent sexual experiences while doing their morning workouts. Susan had handjobs and blowjobs on her mind to...

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Back in New York, it was so hard to conduct business when the needs of her body kept distracting her mind. She fought her way through it, though, canceling the termination of her lease. She liked this apartment far too much to leave. Its location was ideal, and her bedroom was already absorbing the scents of several lovers — she'd have to be crazy to walk away when her personal environment was just coming together. And she couldn't wait to tell Giuseppe that she was staying. She'd already...

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I didn’t set my alarm because the next morning was a Saturday. When I woke up I smelled bacon. Mom liked to make pancakes, bacon and eggs on Saturdays. It was kind of a tradition. The fact that I smelled that made me feel better, because that meant my mother was not cowering in bed and was at least trying to act normal. I think the normalcy of that bacon scent is why I did what was normal for me, too. That was to bounce out of bed and, wearing the boxers I already had on, went to get...

Chances Are Chapter 17

Fuck ... wouldn’t you believe it? The battleship-grade steel that layered the entire top of the basement, under the ground floor was still there ... and virtually immaculate, with hardly even a scratch on it! Now I could also see that this impenetrable layer not only covered the floor of the Murder Mansion, but also the houses next door and even under the old warehouse that had stood behind it. It covered, that thick layer of hardened steel, the entire city block where my house had once...

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News Item: The Department of Education released its latest numbers on math and reading test scores for eighth and eleventh graders. The numbers show a significant increase of 3.7% in math proficiency and 5.5% in reading ability. Government scientists attribute these increases to daily prayer in school and the new federal mandate on reading Bible in school. The early morning was awkward but Brendan made it his business to be helpful. Sheila had to get the boys ready for school and still catch...

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Christine woke up with a start from another Wonder Woman-themed dream, and sat up in her bed. She yelled, "Damn you, William Marston! Damn you to hell!" William Moulton Marston was the original creator of the Wonder Woman character, and she was cursing him for ever creating the sexy superheroine. She flopped back down on her pillow, causing her bare breasts to bounce around wildly until she pulled the covers back over herself. She closed her eyes in an attempt to remember her dream before...

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