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To Live Again

AUTHOR'S NOTE:- well this is it for me. That this is one of my shorter stories is the main reason. As much as everybody writes for themselves it got ridiculous with my last story. I spent ages writing a very long story for a few hundred views and two brief comments, which is foolish on my part. Maybe more efficient to do more reviews. So I thought I'd go out with sweet and sentimental rather than horror or action adventure. TO LIVE AGAIN I died...

Prekrasna IsidoraChapter 4

Isidora came running toward me eyes wide. "It's unbelievable!" "What? What's wrong honey?" I was confused. "It's so big!" "What? Is everything OK, are you alright?" Now I was even more confused. "The toilet! It's so clean and so big. The paper is like cotton... no, like silk, and the attendant wasn't there. I used soap, towels, everything for free." Now I understood. Isidora had just had her first experience with an American style public restroom. As I thought back on the...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 3 JessicaChapter 43 Forgiveness

April 11, 1989, Chicago, Illinois Jorge finally came home on Tuesday afternoon. He was sore, but recovering. What hadn’t recovered was my sister’s attitude. She’d at least started going to classes after skipping three days, and seemed to be caught up, with a bit of help from some friends. But on the topic of Jorge and his family, she was immovable. The González family had finally gone home earlier in the day, once Jorge’s release papers had been signed. I only hoped things would improve...

Ethereal Muff First time with a couple on a remot

She follows me down a winding trail through the fir, cedar and spruce forest to the shoreline of Georgian Bay. Waves gently lap against the shoreline of smooth, multi-colored pebbles, the air is heavy with the sweet scent of the surrounding forest, and the surface of the water is bright with countless tiny reflected beams of the sun as if there is a gigantic disco ball in the sky casting its sparkling radiance across the water to the edge of the horizon. Jennifer, my wife, happily wanders over...

Prekrasna IsidoraChapter 5

I went back to the hotel; packed what few things I had and checked out. I retrieved my truck from the hotel's garage and drove to the embassy. It would stay in the embassy garage until I was back in the States, and then embassy people could return it to the rental agency. I was to stay out of sight until we were ready to put our plan in motion. It would blow everything if I were spotted wandering around Georgia without Isidora. The same Marine who had driven Isidora to the airport was...

A Jewish Foot Fetish

The jumbo jet landed at Newark Liberty International Airport. It had embarked from Ben Gurion Airport in Tel Aviv about 12 hours earlier. Marine Dadiani, an Israeli citizen originally from Tbilisi, Georgia, thanked God for a safe arrival. The Mizrahi Jewish woman was traveling with her husband and two youngest c***dren, twins Lia & Leila.Abel yawned and looked over at Marine as the plane taxied. “We are here,” he said in Georgian.“Finally,” replied his wife in the South Caucasus language....

Your Wish Come True revised Chapter 21 Country Life

Your Wish Come True by Pol Roger Chapter 21 Country Life She learns some more but the mystery deepens. "I'D be happy just to have this place," Mandy pronounced. "Yes, it's a delightful house, isn't it? We didn't need to do much with it, just some new furnishings and a few new pictures, plus the Wifi and security upgrade that was asked for," answered the woman. "Of...

Horseplay 4

‘I have to admit,’ said Vicktoria, ‘I do love a knee trembler.’ The kitchen is a large room equipped, as you’d expect in a country home, with a range cooker as well as a conventional type. The centre of the room is dominated by a long oak table and my bum was against as Vicky was fucking me, her hands on m shoulders. My kirt was up and my knickers still in place. She’d come into the kitchen as I was preparing our supper. Her strappy had poked out lewdly from her brown leather trousers. ‘Come...

Northern Light

Saturday: Constellations Brad awoke in the middle of the dark forest alone, cold and hungry. Through gaps in the trees overhead, spattered across the black canvas, the Milky Way Galaxy brightly split the night sky in half. He'd never seen a sky this dark before in his life. He was miles from civilization and the nearest light source. Darkness and solitude like this simply did not exist in the world he knew. He checked his watch. It was still nearly an hour before dawn. He was so anxious to get...

Ard RiChapter 1

Michael had graduated from high school two weeks before and was still goofing off before he had to start the cutting the first crop of hay for both farms. He and his best friends had gone camping and returned home about 4 PM on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Michael's mother, Meghan was upset that Rorke had not returned home. His father had left right after breakfast to ride the fences on the North pasture and said he would return by one o'clock at the latest. It was almost four by then....

The Second Year and After Chapter 12

We had all enjoyed an amazing weekend together - of real friendship as well as great sex - and Julie and I most reluctantly caught the old-fashioned stopping train back to Cardiff late on Sunday evening, in order to be ready for our studies on Monday morning. We walked down the corridors of a couple of carriages until we found an empty compartment, and we were able to pull down the corridor blinds for privacy, and sit on the bench seat with our arms around each other, to chat and kiss as the...

Divorce Theapy

Divorce Therapy The Solicitors office held the whole of the upper floor of an impressiveGeorgian building in the classy part of town: by the time I had reached thetop storey I decided that I really did need to work out more. I found myselfin a swish reception area and seated behind a large desk was a beautiful womanin her mid thirties, typical secretary type with glasses and her hair sweptback neatly in a pony tail. What was unusual, however, was the cut of her blouse;she was exposing a very...

Dark House Walk

Dark House Walk Chapter One I walk this way day after day. It's the route from my office to the railstation, part of a brisk 15-minute walk along the Thames path, between SouthwarkBridge and the Tower of London. It sounds very impressive doesn't it? I supposein its way it is. I even walk under London Bridge every day, and it has neveronce fallen down. That's a bit of luck… I walk at one with the River Thames, keeping it company for a fraction ofits slow crawl between its tributaries and the...

Restoring the Castle Ch 03

Ally drove down the mountain and found Lois Aylor’s farm on the road just before entering the northern outskirts of the village of Washington. It was only with some difficulty that she found it, because she hadn’t been there in years. There was a new Mercedes sedan parked by the door to the farmhouse that couldn’t be either Lois’s or her mother’s, so she was hesitant to go in. But as she was sitting there wondering what she should do, she recognized her mother’s old friend Angela Harris coming...

My Sentinel

Author’s note: I had a very vivid dream recently. I do not know where it came from, but it has stayed with me as it was frightening, but also comforting and arousing. I awoke feeling confused, sexy, a little disorientated, but also content to be who I am. I have embellished the dream a little in order to make it readable and hopefully believable. It is just a dream, so do not be harsh…….Dreams are not supposed to be real. My Sentinel I am writing this one year later. I still marvel at how far...

College Teacher Chapter Four

College Teacher. Chapter Four. Two weeks left of the term and this Monday morning was the first of the exams to see how much they had taken in over the past year. The five questions had been written out weeks earlier and now they were being handed round for them to answer giving them roughly thirty minutes to write down the answers to each. This morning was the fourth year and the fifth in the afternoon. Tuesday was the sixth year in the morning and the seventh in the afternoon. Here I got a...

Sailors in Silk Chapter 6B

Sailors in Silk, Chapter 6B - By: Beverly Taff (With Acknowledgements to Cleo Marie, UK.) Character List. Madeline. Myself. Elizabeth. My lesbian companion. Azure Our erstwhile Moorish Medicine woman. Najanga African Princess (Rescued Slave). Ongola Rescued African Slave Obengi " " " Axetl Amazonian female shaman Trysta Rescued Cornish Bondswoman Sally Rescued African slave, Trysta's companion N.B. 'Tipping the velvet' is an old Georgian/Victorian...

Sissy to Be Chapter Seven

Sissy to Be ? Chapter 7 ? By: Beverly Taff List of Characters Me Robert, now called Rosie! Wendy My twin sister. Angela Our younger half sister by my mother's second boyfriend. Doris My sad working mother who lets everybody walk all over her. Aunty Janet My mother's pushy domineering sister. Harriet Our friend from the next farm. Aunty Margaret Harriet's Mother Jessica Harriet's older sister Charlie My New found clubbing friend Sally Charlie's...

Longing in the Urals

LONGING IN THE URALS I consider myself a fit person. Everest is high up on my list of places to hike and experience, but to do that, I needed to be more fit than ever. Id always wanted to hike the Russian Ural mountains. Little did I know that it would lead me where it did. I should tell you a bit about myself. My names Scott Worrell, I reside in Sydney, Australia, one of the best countries in the world to live in, the best, but that's just me. Early on in my life, my...

Jealous Magic

Jealous Magic Prologue My name is, or was, Vince McGrath. I was once a 20-year-old man, but all that was taken from me by magic, yes magic. When I had left school at 18, had managed to be accepted into a very select university located just outside a large but picturesque Scottish village known as Darkhaven. Surrounded by thick Scottish woodland, Darkhaven is one of those villages where the rich have moved in, raising the property prices and forcing most of the original...

Sissy Farm Chapter Seven

Sissy Farm - By: Beverly Taff List Of Characters. Me: Michelle, A Natural transvestite sissy; Janice: My Younger sister; Aunty Bev: Janice and My mother's Sister, Peregrine's Sister. Mistress Janet: Headmistress of the young lady's academy; Dr Shirley Williams: My endocrinologist; Miranda: A very effeminate Sissy sales ssistant. Miss Stern: Miranda's mistress who owns the shop. Peregrine; AKA...

Lion Terrace

Lion Terrace, Portsmouth, January 1941 Rachel Scotland Martin Wainwright walked from the Dockyard Gate along Queen Street, passing Brickwoods' Brewery on his left, and breathing in the rank smell of the malt and the sour overtones of the wort with some deep breaths. He wasn't overly concerned with the pubs he passed, as each one showed no light in the blackout, and the raucous sounds of conversation, singing or in one case shouting, exited unfiltered by the blackout curtains. Each...

Dark Star

Dark Star By Emma Scott It was my first job since leaving school, it wasn't much just cleaning tables and sweeping the floor in the snack bar of a holiday centre. But it was a job, and I was lucky to get it in the present economic climate. The hours were good, twelve noon to seven in the evening with an hour for lunch, to be taken between twelve and two and an hour for an evening meal, to be taken between five and seven. so in reality I was only working for five hours a day six days a...

DISTURBIA

DISTURBIAA Short Introduction To A Bigger Picture© drkfetyshnyghts 2009 1: A Dinner Party In Suburbia It was a casual, nonchalant, dinner party conversation really. The fact that Julia spoke between popping bright red, fresh strawberries, between her full, deep red lips was a focal point for her guests. The ladies, grinned at their hostess's teasing antics as the guys squirmed with a weird sophisticated embarrassment.“I did tell the guy that MY way was the smoothest way. That if the merger was...

DISTURBIA

DISTURBIA A Short Introduction To A Bigger Picture? drkfetyshnyghts 20091: A Dinner Party In SuburbiaIt was a casual, nonchalant, dinner party conversation really. The fact that Julia spoke between popping bright red, fresh strawberries, between her full, deep red lips was a focal point for her guests. The ladies, grinned at their hostess's teasing antics as the guys squirmed with a weird sophisticated embarrassment.?I did tell the guy that MY way was the smoothest way. That if the merger was...

Jane and Carol at the Great Slave Hunt

Jane and Carol at the Great Slave Hunt. CHAPTER ONE ?You'll enjoy it so much, Jane,? Carol told her enthusiastically. ?Just think; a whole three weeks in role together!? Jane was dubious. Her cousin's proposal was exciting, but Jane had never role-played before strangers and she inwardly quailed at the very idea of appearing naked in public. But, deep within, a queer little thrill at the prospect...

Fucking For Chastity

Monica’s Story circa 2000 A.D.He was getting tired of it. I could tell by his being so testy. I was his wife, but also his partner: our job: collecting information and informants for the Soviet Union, later Russia. I used the old excuse, “It’s just a job and somebody has to do it.”Victor pulled a verbal fast-one on me, saying, “When we were in Elementary school, the Viet Nam War was blowing soldiers up so fast body counts were outrageous. One night the headmaster showed us film from American...

Glastonbury 2013

Chapter 1 Tuesday 25, June My name is Tony Gates and I own and run a ten bedroom, Georgian period guesthouse in Shepton Mallet, Somerset. I work long hours sometimes and I don't get rich as a result of doing it, but I'm my own boss and I suppose that I'm relatively happy. Most of the bookings are made through the Internet nowadays, so all that I have to do is check my email account for the automated notifications every morning after I've made the breakfasts and then cleared everything...

Money Talks

A story inspired by the start of the flat racing season in UK, and the attitude and arrogance of Middle-Eastern men and their wives? in UK 10am Saturday 29th April 2017 A small shop in Bath, England “I need to have it designed and made to my specification,” the goatee bearded, bespectacled handsome, extremely rich man firmly stated, holding up a garment to Ruth Mountjoy, a pretty, young, auburn short haired dressmaker with her own small business in Bath. “But it’s perfect in every way sir,”...

Ard RiChapter 4

It did not seem like it had been a year, as life on New Ulster was exciting and moving at a pace that promoted expansion and growth. Michael had seen the farms grow, and many crops harvested with produce like they had never seen on earth. The farmers were already looking at crop rotation, and fallowing the fields so that they would not burn out. Manufacturing was producing several items that were on the consumable list and would have lasted many years had not Michael had not pushed for the...

Just a Little RideChapter 10

“I hope you know what you’re doing,” James Weatherby commented to his wife, who was efficiently navigating them to the Alcott residence in Gainsborough, Lincolnshire. “I think so, dear. I certainly would prefer our son’s fiancée not be estranged from her family, and I think it well worth a weekend spent playing Bridge to try to... bridge... the gap between Lisa and her father,” she responded calmly. “Take the next right, nearly to the end, then left.” He did as he was told, and they found...

Dark Days Darkest Before the DawnChapter 25

The yacht wasn’t two hundred feet, it was actually two hundred and sixty-one. That was like one and a half E-Keys tacked on to a two-hundred-foot boat. So ... yeah, big! We flew into Miami and then boarded a helicopter that would take us down to the docks where she was moored. I spent the time in the air reading what I could find about our new floating transportation. It was a 1990 Blohm & Voss boat with some amazing amenities. A formal dining room that would seat eighteen, a pool deck...

Shelly Hugh DriscottChapter 45

A bubble was set up around the plane the way that they had done to the smaller vehicles in Sadieea. Necessity being the mother of invention proved true when hidden facts of both shield types came out. We could make a bubble like the one formed by our medallions and it had no Achilles heal in the form of an open bottom. One form of the shield even contained atmosphere as if it were intended for use in space. Another feature allowed selective permeability to specific gases. This made me think...

Strange RelationshipsChapter 45A Morning Sex and Camel Fights

"Lordy, 'Ticia, What's dat?" Velma exclaimed when Leticia and the Wench entered the kitchen after the fitting of the tail was complete. Inez, holding Armand's breakfast tray, gaped. First Boris, and later Charles had joined Ed, who was still lounging at the breakfast table, so there were plenty of males present to enjoy Leticia's embarrassment. "It's a tail," she sighed, miserably. "I pissed off Mr. Wilson with my bad attitude, and I'm being punished." "Howzit stuck...

The Second Year and After Epilogue Three Decades Later

I turned off the A19 at The Cleveland Tontine junction with the A172. I was tired and stiff after so many hours in the car; if I hadn’t taken a few ‘souvenirs’ with me I’d have gone by train! It was a good five hours driving time, plus say another hour of hold-ups on the M42 and M6 around Birmingham, plus the perpetual joy of the 50 mph speed limit where they’ve been widening the A1 at Leeming Bar since Pontius was a pilot, plus a couple of half-hour stops for a leg stretch, a cup of what...

Second Timothy A Sequel to STOPWATCHChapter 9 Second Timothy the Island

"Well ... she looked up Government Confiscations and what they sold for in what ever year, found what she wanted, watched back and bid a dollar more ... she bought a nice boat." "What did she get?" "A 67 foot schooner." Wait for it. "For two dollars." "TWO DOLLARS!?!" "Yup. Two bucks." "There must be something wrong with it ... how bad is it?" "Perfect." "PERFECT!!??!!" "Yes ... there's more. "MORE?" "Yup ... six suits, twin diesels, radar, side scan, depth,...

The General s StoreChapter 4 The noose tightens

Grant’s army arrived outside Mobile, and with them the remainder of the cavalry. Grant clearly thought of the Army of the Savannah as an ancillary force which saved him from using some of the troops he’d brought with him from performing some necessary -- if subsidiary -- tasks. The force, Butler’s army added to Grant’s larger one, now encircled Mobile on the land side. The fleet in Mobile Bay had the sea side covered. Grant had become fond of Warren. The man had arrived at his headquarters...

Prekrasna IsidoraChapter 2

Leroy Allen Marks was a large and imposing man. He rose when Trent was ushered into his office and stepped forward too offer his hand. "Mr. Lyons. I can't tell you what a privilege it is to finally meet you. Your exploits are legendary." Mr. Marks was a wealthy and powerful man, a legend himself. Trent thought his greeting was over-effusive. Marks waved Trent to the large, richly upholstered leather sofa that sat along one wall. "Please, have a seat. Would you like coffee?...

The Mist of Time Ch 03

There was little point in staying in the area, but we had booked for the two nights, so I suggested that for the rest of the day we went back and Tina could see the land I had bought. Despite my resemblance to Danbury Chandler, I was unconvinced that I had any connection to the Chandlers of Chetford. Tina in her feminine way was certain about the connection, saying ‘I just know it’s your family.’ Of course that famous feminine intuition ignored facts, or rather the lack of facts. Therefore she...

A Supernatural Fantasy

A couple weeks ago I had a rotten day at work, and I had forgotten I promised my wife that we would go out and spend the night in Atlanta. It was supposed to be a night of good food, romance music and some deeply needed time together, but instead turned into a night that changed our relationship forever. My name is Asher and my wife is Misha, we’ve been married over 20 years. We met in high school and have been best friends, parents and lovers since the mid 80’s. We have managed to keep in...

One Night in December

I sometimes write for a local amateur dramatic company. My aim is to write for the available cast, rather than script a play and for them, then, to find people to play the parts. This isn’t as easy as I had hoped but it seems to work sometimes so I probably write something for them once a year. The process is simple, however. The group arranges a meeting, usually in a room in a pub so everyone can get drunk, and we discuss what sort of show they want to put on. It it’s musical I may be asked to...

Rising Star an Early Recollection

She closed the dressing room door in a rather decisive manner and walked to me as I lent back against the dressing table. She took the glass from my hand and very deliberately placed it on the dresser.“Should I lock the door, Faye.”“if that were possible, probably yes. But nobody has seen the key since Honor Blackman played here. Apparently the director liked to pop in unannounced.”She smiled. “Well, one can but admire his taste.” She kissed me. “And yours.” She kissed me again and her hand...

Foul Language

Author’s Caution: This story contains the frequent use of graphic anglo-saxonisms. I won’t apologize for that since it’s the essence of the story. However, if you are among the faint of heart or you find these words offensive to you, I suggest you find another story. * Chapter One: Mr. Happy ‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing?’ I yelled at the meter girl. ‘What does it look like? I’m writing you a ticket for overtime parking.’ she replied calmly without looking up from her pad. ...

How I Met Your Mother Mothers Day

It was one of those traditional Friday afternoons as far as the traffic was concerned. The speakers located in the door frames of the green Toyota SUV vibrated heavily to a pounding drum and baseline as Andrew Hargreaves pushing the volume dial upwards, while carefully navigating his way through the swell of cars and people carriers, he muttered something under his breath as a red Mini pulled out in front of him and made him slam the brakes on sharply. Shaking his head, he resumed his progress...

Bethany s Decision

It was 1956, and Bethany was only sixteen growing up in the small town of Bakersfield, Iowa. It was an idyllic time to be a teenager, in an idyllic small Midwestern town. Bethany had always believed that she was blessed to have been born into such a time and place to what, after a time of trial, would become such a wonderful family. She was born a year before World War II, a year before her father made the hard decision to leave her and her mother to go fight against Germany. She was sixteen...

The Touch Ch 24

WARNING TO READERS – This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Pt. 24 Tales of the Unexpected Tuesday brought another surprise. When I got home in the evening I nearly tripped over Gwen’s suitcase standing in the hall at the bottom of the stairs. I found her in the kitchen sitting at the table with Emma. I gave her a kiss on the top of her head and poured myself a cup of coffee. ‘What’s going on, Mum?’ I...

The Touch Ch 20

WARNING TO READERS – This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Pt. 20 A Brief Encounter and Breaking the Taboo Everything went without a hitch on Wednesday morning which as a little bit of a surprise as we all had different agendas. Mum had a very early business meeting at the hospital before she could leave for London and so we were all dressed and ready for breakfast by seven. She had chosen to wear a...

Saving Atlanta The Cougars Town Chapter 6

“Yup hold her right there,” said the voice.Dani, who you may remember from chapter one of the story as the Anne Hathaway look alike Kash fucked, had been convinced by a friend to come to a mansion in the suburbs. After arriving, Dani talked to a woman named Nyla, a raven-haired woman in her thirties that looked exactly like actress Megan Gale. Given Nyla’s magnetic vibe and hypnotizing eyes, the innocent Dani was seduced and overwhelmed. Nyla had fingered the horny woman and introduced her to...

The Touch Ch 30

WARNING TO READERS – This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. My apologies! This chapter may meander even more than usual as it is part of a collection of several short ‘day in the life’ journal style entries which have been linked to make up Chapters 29-31 Sorry about the delays between chapters just now. The text for this story was written over a number of years and includes many small mini chapters and...

Taken Sonja s Story English

Note – This story was co-written by MasterAaran and myself. Our long-time editor has edited it for us. Dialogue in this part of the story is in English, other than the terms of endearment which are ‘dorogaya moya’ (my darling), ‘moya konfeta’ (my sweet), ‘moyej l’ubov”u’ (my love), ‘moya l’ubov” (my love). * Sonja kicked off her heels as she entered her house. It had been another long day, and she didn’t feel like cooking after it, but she didn’t really want fast food either, so she flipped...

Some Girls Never Learn Ch 02

Emma stood in the loud hallway as the other students shuffled by her and through the open door. Her heart clenched, and she glanced towards the stairwell that led to the city outside, the peace of a place away from him. But, she’d already missed four days of classes. Thank God for Miriam and her total disregard for rules and authority figures. Miriam found her sitting on the curved stairway that led to their small lofts. Her knees were pulled to her chest, her eyes puffy and swollen. Her...

The Son Who Could

I sat up rubbing the cobwebs from my eyes. The clock on the nightstand read 12:24 in the afternoon. I wasn’t feeling well and had to take the day off on account of a virulent stomach flu I caught the other day. The cramp in my stomach made me fly off the bed and rush into the bathroom. After I relieved myself, I took a quick shower to wash away the dried sweat which had accumulated on my body. Once I threw on some pants, I went downstairs to whip up a light breakfast. My wife, Dorthea, had...

A Wild Yearning

I recently found a large quantity of some very high quality and original writings. Proper credit is hereby given to the actual author of this and more stories that will follow. A Wild Yearning by Author Unknown Chapter 1 In the beginning, there was no thought of the Levitt's German shepherd Rex in Jan's pretty blonde head as she went grumpily about her early morning housework. She was by far too preoccupied with other things -- in particular with the peculiar frustration...

Nurse Rose

“Hello, Miss.”The boy was persistent, if nothing else, he had tried to stop me three times this week.“My Master is looking for a nurse to sell something for him,” he pestered.“What precisely does he want to sell?” I enquired.“Don’t rightly know, Miss, he won’t explain what it does. But he is a proper Gentleman, a Doctor, foreign one though. German I thinks,” the urchin explained.I would have no truck with it and continued from the hospital where I worked to the dinghy room where I lived with my...

After Midnight Chapter 5

Andy and Marsha sat in the car outside a six-foot wall, neat, anonymous brickwork in good condition. Beyond the massive wrought-iron gates, a gravel drive swung past neatly pruned shrubs that hid almost all but the roof of the building. There were discreet plaques on the gatepost with names that appeared to be companies, or maybe business partnerships.“It’s her cover — you know, so no one worries about cars and people coming and going.”“So she set up a load of companies?”“Oh no, they’re real,...

Lonesome River Walk

Friday. Here again at this time of night with these same noisy, drunken fools. Why at 11pm every Friday night do I find myself sitting at this same stupid, crowded horrid little table with a the same damp beer mat covered bar jutting in to the back of my head? Three pints down and straining over the alcoholic hubbub to hear Steve telling me about the Hammers chance for glory this season. Steve has never played football and doesn't know anything more than what he gets off the telly. I...

My part tim boss

more than i was comfortable with.I had worked for him as a saturday boy and 2 nights a week for about 18mnths now and whilst i genuinely liked the guy and enjoyed working at the chain of garden centers he owned,he had on more than one occasion been suggestive about my appearance or my physique,in a positive way ,but none the less it was still suggestive..."you are such a good looking guy I bet all the girls are climbing was over each other to get to you!!"......and when i...

The Many Conquests of Jason Part 1 Mr Tutor

Hey I'm Jason, and this is the story of how I found love. I think. First of all let me describe myself. I'm 6'5 inches, 250 pounds of muscle. I have southern roots, and you can tell from my Georgian accent and my deep dimples. I have curly blonde hair, and I refuse to be anything less than clean shaven. I heard I look like Matthew McConaughey on steroids. Good; because I was on them, and people better had seen the difference or I was quitting that shit. I can recall my first real...

SILVER SERVICE

It was all my Aunt Mary's doing really. She was in Edinburgh for a week, and my sister and I were spending an afternoon taking her around the city centre shops. Mary was in her mid 70's and struggled a bit if she had to walk too much, so by the middle of the afternoon she was flagging and decided that she would treat us all to afternoon tea. However, she was quite clear that the delights of the shopping mall food court and other similar establishments in the city centre were not for her....

D oh

Jon sat on the park bench, lost in a world that included only the limits of his peripheral vision. His thoughts centred on nothing, just enjoyment of the warm summer sun that beat down to gently brown off the grass in Hyde Park. His bottle of mineral water became tepid, giving off a vapour, filling the plastic container so that it bulged slightly. Egg mayonnaise sandwiches fried in their wrapper destined not to be eaten, at least, not by Jon; perhaps an enterprising crow or homeless person...

Alice gets Hitched

As can be imagined, a pregnant, used mistress can be rather difficult to palm off. Difficult, that is, unless a large dowry accompanies the lusty little vixen. Alice was no exception to this social rule so prevalent in late Georgian England. Alice’s belly was now thick with healthy child from the almost constant amorous attentions of Lord Elton. The baron of Kingston manor had thoroughly enjoyed both of Alice’s tight, responsive holes for months now but keeping true to his promise,...

Anne

“Anne” Anne rested her elbows on the dinning room table, with her head resting in cupped hands, mother had been arguing for what seemed hours, these petty arguments were getting her down. It seemed that they started whenever she returned from college. Still it was all over now, she’d just the wait before university. Her parents could still be heard in the library, it seemed as if the argument would...

How Christi Paid for College Ch 09

Chapter 9 Of Goddesses and Priests (Sorry it’s been a while since I’ve posted Christi’s ongoing adventures. Been teaching myself… and wishing something like this would happen during my office hours…) Fall midterms came and went, and the weather got colder. Students reluctantly said goodbye to the pleasures of sunshine and hanging out on patios and sidewalk cafes. Tank tops, spaghetti straps and miniskirts gave way to turtlenecks, sweaters and jeans. Christi reluctantly bowed to necessity...

Fantasies Made Reality

Wanting to have some time purely for us, my man suggested we had a mini break. He likes the nicer places to stay, so I set to work finding somewhere special. After a while, I found just the place - a country hotel with a few secluded cottages set within the property. Stay in the main house, or in the grounds? Knowing my man has a desire for outdoor sex, the workman cottage option was a no-brainer. I had every intention of making one of his fantasies become reality. We drove for a couple of...

Chrysalis Turns to Butterfly

This story is fiction as are the characters. Caggetts Wood is fictional. Please do not confuse this tale with real life. The attitudes described should not be read as the norm for British standards or Government policy (whatever that is). Marion and Marianne are the same person. There is little graphic sex in this story. THE CHRYSALIS AND THE BUTTERFLY A French accommodation for an English marriage. CHAPTER ONE The customary faces of the High Street greeted Marion as she made her way from...

Blocked

Prologue. ‘Damn writer’s block! Damn it to hell!’ I sat before my lap top in the large dining room waiting for inspiration. There was nothing. A hundred times, or so it seemed, I had begun to tap in words, and then deleted them. ‘Rubbish, all bloody rubbish,’ I silently wailed. ‘I’ll never be able to write another story, ever.’ Chapter 1.The Mountain Hideaway. It had started weeks before, this confounded inability to string two words together in an intelligible manner, sod it. I had...

Changing Direction Ch 03

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Author’s note: The first part of this was recently posted. You’re advised to read it before you read this. My thanks as ever to my muse, for her inspiration and editing, and to raconteuse, who has greatly assisted with editing. And of course, to my readers, whose support and interest has helped sustain my writing. If you’re new to Melanie, there are two earlier chapter stories about her, with lots of red Hs against them. Do please have a look: I know that if you liked this, you’ll like them...

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Author’s note: As with all chapter stories, it will help you to follow this if you read the previous chapters, though it might work as a standalone. My thanks to my muse, without whom this wouldn’t have been written, to raconteuse for her most competent editing, and to my readers for their continuing support, and encouraging posts and emails. I hope you all enjoy this. The sixth and final chapter is being edited, and will be posted as soon as it’s ready. ***** He wondered about the evening...

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Chapter One – The Hold Up The four riders spurred their horses into a run as the stagecoach came into sight. Their leader, astride a big buckskin, adjusted his mask and drew his six shooter. ‘Let’s take it!!’ He said reining his horse around and heading down the hill. Shots started coming from the coach as soon as the driver and guard saw the four men coming at them. At the gallop, the outlaw leader aimed and fired. The diver slumped back in the seat, dropping the reins. ‘DAMN!!!’ the robber...

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Monica lay motionless on her belly, breathing the scent of the heather. Clumps of long grass obscured her vision and she shifted slightly, straining to see through the trees. She clutched her weapon tight and shivered. ‘I can see it,’ she said, her low voice carried away by the bitter wind, which pinched at her exposed skin. Fran wriggled forward so her elbows met Monica’s. ‘Can you see any of the enemy? I haven’t got my glasses on.’ Monica gritted her teeth and scanned the area. There was a...

Across Enemy Lines Ch 03

Mr Scott’s office was a spacious suite at the top of the building, decorated in blues and wood, wind breathing in from the open window. Monica could hear the sound of cars rushing by outside, the call of gulls. There was a cup of coffee in front of her on the desk, untouched. Mr Scott cleared his throat. ‘I assume you know why you’re here.’ Her mouth formed a thin line. ‘Conflict of interest?’ The image on the email attachment loomed large in her memory. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to...

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I was transfixed, cornered by a pair off accurately aimed emerald coloured laser beams. Well, that’s how I recall it when I first caught her gazing at me. It was a Friday, late June, 1980. There I was at Bogart’s Disco: hot, smoky, crowded and very loud – what on earth drew me to places like this? Pulling women… that’s what. Mind you, back then I was pretty successful – I fancied myself a wolf! She was leaning provocatively, in a relaxed manner, against a pillar and supping casually from a...

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The Gods’ tears fell in streams, bouncing of the street and soaking my boots. Even the short distance from the taxi to the front door of the large Georgian house left their leather dull and wet. I was glad I’d worn them and had my court shoes in my bag. The door was answered almost as I banged the huge brass knocker shaped like a ship’s anchor. Gina opened it. ‘My God, Emma, what a night. Come on in before you drown.’ I was late, as always. Gina was celebrating her fortieth birthday with a...

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On the way Jeremy turned up Stravinsky’s ‘Rite of Spring’ up full blast and I sat back quietly and allowed the events of the last hour to sink in. Strangely I didn’t feel as guilty as I expected to be. I had just been unfaithful to my husband on our wedding anniversary and yet I was feeling so alive. I had just done things to a man which even a street hardened hooker would have blanched at and yet it didn’t feel as though it was me who did it.Having parked the car we made our way to the theatre...

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While they make their way to the manor house, Joe begins to wonder why the fuck has he agreed to let Lord Dammartin spank his wife. Surely such a man will want more from a gorgeous woman like Caroline than to merely slap her arse a few times. Maybe he will want her the Etonian way— you know: perfect and back-door. Isn't that what they prefer— the old-school tie crowd? At the very least he'll want to see Caroline on her knees, his cock between her lips. Surely he will? Joe decides as long as he...

Peaches

Just to see what difference it made, Geoff had selected ‘shortest route’ on the hired car SatNav. He soon found out. The ‘Southern Belle’ voice directed him off the Freeway and onto country roads, but he didn’t realise it was going to take him directly to a wonderful sexual experience. It was early afternoon and he was just north of Marshallville in deep Georgian country side, with about one hundred miles to go to Atlanta and the airport hotel he was staying in for his last night in the...

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