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Halle Part 2

Halle - Part 2 I got back just before five and set the table for dinner. I heard her key in the door and just stood there. She walked in and saw the flowers and the card. She looked at me, looked at the roses, picked up the card and started to read it. She stopped looked at me and had a tear in her eye. She went back to reading it, set it down, walked over to me, threw her arms around me and started kissing me deeply. I had written in the card, Halle, The past few days have...

Halle Part 3

HALLE Part 3 "What did I do?" "You'll see. Come with me little girl!" I started upstairs, with Halle right behind me, heading for the computer room. As we walked in, I said, "Sit down." She sat at the computer desk. "Okay.", I said, "Now clear the screen saver, and tell me what you see." She moved the mouse, the screen saver cleared, and there was one of the two web sites in question. She slowly turned her head and looked at me a little frightened. "Care to explain?", I...

Halle

HALLE (Part 1) Hi, my name is Terrie and want to tell you about meeting the most wonderful girl, Halle. First of all, a little about me. I'm a bi-sexual girl, and have been since my early teens. I'm currently attending college and working on my Masters in psychology. I enjoy going to the various gay/lesbian clubs for the obvious reasons. And, it was at one of these clubs that I met Halle. I had just arrived in town to work on my Masters at City College, and had been told by some...

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Halle Hayes is one of those chicks you never forget. It's the huge fake boobs for me. I'll be honest, I'm normally not one for fake tits, but this chick pulls them off. At first, I had no fucking clue how much work she got done, so my initial reaction when I pulled up Halle's Twitter was, "what the actual fuck?" They're nice tits, don't get me wrong, but I recall a thick Halle Hayes with tits that didn't look like Dolly Parton's. She was just a thick bitch with a good smile, and I'm pretty sure...

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I Wanna Snog Brian Storm

It was August, so it was already starting to get chillier at night. Me, Debra, and my friends Patty and Connie were waiting outside the theatre alley, amongst the screaming girls. Patty made some comment to me about how annoying the younger fans were. But there was one thing on my mind: the lead singer of the band the Mockers, Brian Storm. Previously Patty and Connie and I, friends since elementary school, were waiting in the alley the past three nights after their concert, amongst the...

The Storm

As I moved into the kitchen, lightning crackled outside, silhouetting her curves as she stood at the kitchen window, enthralled by the storm seething outside. I knew how it was affecting her because it affected me the same way. The raw fury of the wind and rain combined with the blinding lightning and deafening thunder caused our blood to rush through our bodies, filling each part with heat and energy. I came up behind her, knowing she knew I was there. I wrapped both arms around her, one...

Raging Storm

Damien was driving home from another uneventful day at the office. It was a very snowy December evening and he knew it was going to be a night on the couch with a beer, alone, again. Maybe he'd catch a game, find a movie, then go on the computer for a bit. Tomorrow would probably be the same, especially with the harsh snowstorm expected to arrive soon... It was days like this that he almost wished he wasn't divorced. Not that he really missed his ex-wife, that cold-hearted woman... but at...

Shelter From the Storm

The wipers swished back and forth, not even making it to the end of their travel before the heavy, wet snow once again obscured the view. If anything, it was starting to come down harder. As he had climbed higher into the mountains, it first seemed that the snow was becoming a little thicker, less mixed with rain and more with sleet. But, then again, that may just have been his imagination. Now the snow was definitely harder but there was still a lot of sleet and freezing rain. Anyway he looked...

Sucking Blue Collar Cock in a Storm

I was born and raised in Minnesota, and was lucky enough to find a job near my hometown after college. I progressed quickly in my career as a mechanical engineer with my company. My wife Sue and I and our two kids enjoyed a great lifestyle there. We were active in our church and had many friends that we had known since we were in elementary school. This meant that we were very conservative in our dealings with friends in our community. We also had a conservative sex life and had only had sex...

Sucking Blue Collar Cock in a Storm

I was born and raised in Minnesota and was lucky enough to find a job near my hometown after college. I progressed quickly in my career as a mechanical engineer with my company. My wife, Sue, and I and our two kids enjoyed a great lifestyle there. We were active in our church and had many friends that we had known since we were in elementary school. That meant we were very conservative in our dealings with friends in our community. We also had a conservative sex life and had only had sex with...

Amity 5 CataclysmChapter 35 The Storm

-- Storm -- I was a happy man. While my sons were still a mystery to be solved, I had at least gotten my daughters back. I can’t believe my amazing Crystal. She had done everything in her power to save her spirit friend even from himself. In my mind, that made her an exception wizard, and I wished I could give her a box she truly deserved. As for Sable, I took great delight in contacting Bron and telling him what his amazing son had done for my daughter and me. If she wants to marry him,...

Home for Horny Monsters Book TwoChapter 13 In the Eye of the Storm

Mike realized his mistake as soon as it happened. Upon walking out the main entrance, they had stopped long enough for Beth to bid farewell to Asterion. The group all stood at the edge of the reflecting pool, their shortcut back to the house. When Beth rejoined them, Tink counted down from three and they all jumped in at the same time. That’s when Mike remembered that the magical shortcut would take them all to the downstairs closet. Not until the water soaked through his shoes did it occur...

The Legacy Chapter 2 The Storm

In her bedroom, at the foot of the bed, they stopped. He took her in his arms again and they kissed, and she was very aware of the heat of his erect cock where it was pinned between them, against her stomach. His hands slid down her back to grip her buttocks, holding her to him for a moment, and when they separated he brought one hand around to cup her sex, aware of the moist, intense heat of her through her lace panties. Beth thought he’d strip them off of her now, but he didn’t, not...

In The Fury of the Storm

Special thanks to my Editor, CallieJane8 for helping me on this one Carrie sat there in silence and read the words on her computer screen. ‘If there is another hurricane, I don’t want you to be scared. If you don’t want to be alone, I hope you know that you can always stay with me. Signed, Rob’. The message was dated months ago. It had been a quiet hurricane season, at least for them in this part of Florida. Last year was so bad, Carrie wanted to run away and never come back to where she...

After The Storm

The sky looked ominous as Jason Dobbins made his way into town. Storms had been predicted for most of the day and Jason did not doubt for a second they would arrive sometime soon. Eyeing the sky periodically as he drove, Jason made the ten minute trip in normal time as he parked behind the row of businesses that lined the main street of Hicksville, Ohio. Hicksville is a sleepy little mid-west town, population of about 3700 in the upper western part of the state near the Indiana border. He...

Shelter from the Storm

The wipers swished back and forth, not even making it to the end of their travel before the heavy, wet snow once again obscured the view. If anything, it was starting to come down harder. As he had climbed higher into the mountains, it first seemed that the snow was becoming a little thicker, less mixed with rain and more with sleet. But, then again, that may just have been his imagination. Now the snow was definitely harder but there was still a lot of sleet and freezing rain. Anyway he looked...

Winter Storm

Joanna is a shy, young student at the junior college. She signed up for one of my classes this past Fall and I have come to know her rather well. Earlier today, I found a message on the department answering machine. ‘Dr. Storm, could you drop by tonight? I am having difficulty with one of the problems you assigned, and maybe you could help me with it.’ Well, she lives on The Rez, and her house is on the route I take to my place. I’ll stop by and see what I can do. It is cold. A winter...

Summer Storm

Just walking from my car to the front door through the hot, steamy July weather got me sweaty. As the door closed behind me, I reveled in the cooler air of the air-conditioned house. It was turning out to be a long, hot summer and the weather, my work, and just about everything else, were driving me crazy. To top it all off, I was spending the summer alone. My live-in girlfriend Dana, who should have been my release and relief, had taken off for a month or more on a work assignment. A...

The Summer storm

It had been a beautiful day on the west coast. The sun was hot and there was just enough of a breeze to keep the body cool. The waves that were crashing on the beach had been slow and fun. There were all kinds of bodies frolicking in the water, body surfing and boogie boarding. But the evening was fast approaching and there was something in the air, a smell and a feeling that could only mean a storm was heading it’s way into shore. The couple had rented a cabin on the beach. It wasn't a big...

Winter Storm

Joanna is a shy, young student at the junior college. She signed up for one of my classes this past Fall and I have come to know her rather well. Earlier today, I found a message on the department answering machine. "Dr. Storm, could you drop by tonight? I am having difficulty with one of the problems you assigned, and maybe you could help me with it." Well, she lives on The Rez, and her house is on the route I take to my place. I'll stop by and see what I can do. It is...

The Storm

It was a late summer afternoon as the sun shown brightly in the western sky as he left work. It was on his way home that he noticed the dark ominous clouds on the horizon and the scent of rain was in the air. Dusting off his plants and shirt before jumping into his truck he rolled down the windows on the old 69 Ford he drove. As he drove out of the parking lot he waved at Bob saying have a good one Bob, and he turned left and drove down the street. On the way out of town he stopped by the...

Storm

Storm By R. Johnston Chapter 1: The Arrival The unmarried Kennedy sisters' small farm was on a quiet stretch of the coast just about a mile from the sea. Jane in her early forties and Maggie younger by a few years, managed to make a living from their small dairy herd and a flock of free range hens. The farmhouse was a two storied solid building surrounded by elm trees planted half a century ago to protect it from the prevailing north wind. It could not be seen from the main...

Eye of the Storm

EYE OF THE STORM BY PAUL G. JUTRAS (MIXTURE OF TG FICTION WITH TRUE STORM EVENTS) It was Saturday night and the road outside his parent's house was deserted. For three days Paul and his folks had watched as I-4 and 95 went bumper-to-bumper traffic, so that one could travel faster by foot to evacuate for Hurricane Frances. Paul's dad believed in his house better than any shelter and had the three of them hunker down there. It was 5pm when the power went out. "I'm starting to think...

Lady of the Storm

I could see you on the horizon in the distance, standing on the beach. The wind from the approaching storm was stirring from the south, and it was making your gown ripple and flow from your body. From this distance I could just make out the subtle curve of your hips, the strong posture of your shoulders on the windward side. You stood still there on the shore, the white of your robe like a beacon against the rapidly darkening sky. I was drawn to you. I stepped of the porch of my beach house...

Brewing Up A Storm

This short story is based on the two characters that were in my first story Elaine and Me. Some years have elapsed and they are still in love. I think that this story might illustrate the prejudice experienced by TS women everywhere. If anyone has any comments then please let me know. Brewing Up A Storm By Elaine Copyright 2001 "Darling will you help me get ready?" Elaine asked standing in the doorway. "Sure," he replied smiling at the scantily clad woman standing before...

The Storm

The impending storm was bringing the twilight faster than usual. He was seated on a barstool on one side of the counter in the kitchen, glancing absently at a newspaper spread out on the counter, and she stood directly opposite him, on the other side of the counter. Thunder sounded in the distance. He filled his heavy flat-bottomed glass with scotch from the decanter on the counter. She looked at the sky then the clouds through the window to the West. ?Storm brewing.? she said. ?Big...

Storm

“It’s coming! Hurry up, fuck, hurry the fuck up!”He is yelling at me, pushing heavy curtains that cover the glass wall of the living room to the sides, howling like a wild dog. A giant storm is coming, the sky has turned black and the lights above the kitchen desk are flickering. The air smells of rain and electricity, and it makes me shiver. He makes me shiver, too.It’s wakened up in him again, this element, this force. Oh my God, what’s going to happen this time? It excites him so much he...

Our First Storm

We’ve never met before. Tonight is our first night. Online chats and emails don’t count and neither does the half hour on the phone, hearing one another for the first time and planning tonight’s rendezvous. All I know is that you are tall and blonde, a few years older than me, that you are married with kids and that you love sex. All you know about me is that I am married, younger and shorter, and that I love sex too. Correction. I love women. I love giving them pleasure. Sex is just one avenue...

Any Port in a Storm

Hello readers. Let me get my usual blah, blah, blah out of the way and then I'll get onto the story. Firstly, art credit for the lovely cover goes to the talented Tinnies. Second, this story was started over on my Patreon page and I want to thank my awesome Patrons for continuing to support my work. The Patreon version of this story will be a chapter or more ahead of this version so if you want to stay right up to date and you want to show me some love I invite anyone able to come on over and...

Eye Of The Storm

It was late. Storm clouds hung in the air, each adding another dark textured layer to the night sky. A flash of lightning illuminates all around for the briefest of moments before the deep rumble of thunder and darkness descends once more. Heavy rain pounds relentlessly against the floor to ceiling office windows, the bustling city swarming below. Building lights span as far as the eye can see, the red streak of blurred taillights painting a vivid picture as people feverishly rush to get out of...

Storm

It’s been hovering in the 90s all week and while there has been some sunbathing, we have both stuck to the somewhat coolness and shade of indoors. Today the heat broke a bit and looking out over the ocean we could see dark storm clouds. We clapped our hands and looked forward to seeing the storm wash across our little bit of beach.Now, as the sun sets behind us, the clouds roll closer and closer. I pull you up from the chair you have been curled in, reading. I take your book and set it down,...

MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORM

MY VIRGINITY LOST IN THE STORMBy : VoyeurKingNOTE : This story is entirely true and was experienced first hand by yours truly. This is the tale of how I lost my virginity, and might give you some insight on the feeling of magic, excitement, and sexual hunger and desire of my youth. The names of the characters have been changed to protect their identities, and the dialogue isn’t verbatim (it was almost 9 years ago) - I have not made any additional editing to spice it up – This is how I lost my...

The Storm

I went on vacation to this this lake resort, by myself. I just needed some peace and quiet, being able to do what ever I want to do. I like this resort I went to, because I'm able to lay on the dock without a bathing suit if I want.Which, the first day I was there, I went to the local store, stocked up on some groceries, a few bottles of wine and a new blow up raft. I went back to my cabin, made some lunch, changed into my cover up and headed to the dock. I brought my radio and the raft. ...

Our First Storm

We’ve never met before. Tonight is our first night. Online chats and emails don’t count and neither does the half hour on the phone, hearing one another for the first time and planning tonight’s rendezvous. All I know is that you are tall and blonde, a few years older than me, that you are married with kids and that you love sex. All you know about me is that I am married, younger and shorter, and that I love sex too. Correction. I love women. I love giving them pleasure. Sex is just one avenue...

The Calm Before The Storm

Some random thoughts on wedding night sex from a husband to his wife The calm before the storm can mean many things – but for us, dear lover, we know what it means. It sounds negative doesn’t it? But happily it is not. In reality, the calm before the storm, tempest, squall, hurricane, or what have you, is nothing but a blissful condition that will produce – if you may speak of it in meteorological terms, a downpour of emotion, energy, creativity, and as gravity as my witness, a wonderful...

Thunder Fucked or Virgin Storm

It whooshed out of my mouth in a harsh whisper, “Oh, my god.”My front row seat let me see every detail even in the flickering tiki torch light. She owned the outdoor stage. Her hips swished back and forth, her stride sensuous grace. Her long chestnut hair, glowed a burnish bronze. The hot humid night fueled my desire and the girl was walking lust.I poked at my buddies arm. “Larry…. Larry, look up there.”He was sitting next to me but his attention was focused on the buxom blonde seated next to...

Michael s Cove Chapter 3 The storm

Althopugh the sun was trying to peak over the horizon, the angry gray clouds continued to fight back with a vengeance. Michael looked out of his living room window as he studied the wind whipped waves. Watching as the white tops grew larger and larger, spitting foam with every gust. Michael knew today would not be just another day in his private paradise.As he drank his third cup of coffee, Michael realized it was time to find his radio and think about securing all of his outdoor...

Stupid Boy Sophomore YearChapter 12 The Storm

Coach Hope called me before I went to church. He wanted to talk to me, and my parents, before he made his final decision about what to do with the drinking issue from last night. We had agreed to go to Granny's for a late breakfast, after Mom and I came back from church. When we walked in, Granny spotted me. She made a big fuss about my chin and thought I needed a cinnamon roll to make it better. "I see why you come here," Mom chided me. Before I could respond, the Hope family joined us....

My War in FactChapter 12 The Storm

I had to stop and take time to think about how cool my life had turned out, not in Vietnam, in Germany with Hanna and friends, my new association with my old guy friend the boiler man. I had lived in Hawaii and was from the Pacific Northwest with a combination of life adventures both awesome and bad. But all in all I had a gamut of experiences and I was still only 22 years old, the sergeant E-5 draftee of the late 1960’s. Why I was chosen to serve at the kaserne that was a Hitler favorite,...

After the Energists Championships Concerts CompletionChapter 26 The Eye of the Storm

Apt. 1903, One-London Place, London, Ontario 5:22am, Sunday, December 2, 1979 Candi’s, mine and possibly Lynette’s deep and well deserved sleep was abruptly ended with Lisa’s plaintive, escalating cries of, “Candi, Candi! Candi! Candi!“ filled the good doctor’s apartment. I hate to say this but I nearly tossed Candi’s light weight body off the bed as she roused from her deep sleep on top of my chest. I had to get to my Bricky as fast as I could to see what was making her scream bloody...

The Rask RebellionChapter 7 Into the Storm

“The raiding party never reported back in,” Crewmaster Lortz said, his hands clasped neatly behind his back as Korbaz marched into the conning tower. The other personnel averted their eyes, staring at the carpet with their heads bowed, anticipating some form of retribution. “What happened?” she demanded, leaning on the table as she examined the holographic display. “The fleet diverted from the Araxie territory as ordered,” he replied, gesturing to the map. “They made their way to the Black...

Through the Storm

Felicia had just opened her laptop and was ready to start working on her project when the loud pulsing rock music began in her neighbor’s apartment. Since the new neighbor moved in over a month ago, he had been playing his music at top volume during the day, evening, and night. Previously, she was able to put her ear buds in and ignore it, but now she had had enough. It was time to tell her neighbor that he could not play his loud music at all hours of the day. “That’s it!” she said, irate as...

Far Future Fembot DarleneChapter 49 Storm

Thoughts Although I don't like to admit it, there are times I get lonely now. Having first had Malin, then Bill, regularly sharing my bed for a while, followed by occasional — and much welcome — visits from Ian, I'm reminded that I don't like sleeping alone. I guess in some ways I'm becoming more like Lady Heather than I realize, since my need is becoming as real as hers. Call me a robot who knows what her intended function is. Lately my 'bot partner of choice has been Terri. At...

In the Eye of the Storm

June 1st not only marks the beginning of the hurricane season, but it also often marks the busiest time in the life of a Weather Channel meteorologist, and none are busier than Stephanie Abrams. That's because she made her name for two things: being hot, and being the one in the eye of the storm between June 1st and November 30th, which is the length of the Atlantic hurricane season. So as she gets called into a TWC meeting about her first potential destination for the season, she is looking...

Ready for the Storm

The storm was gathering pace. My window panorama showed the trees thrashing about, trying to cling on to the steep cliffs that dropped sharply to the ocean. The cliff-top house creaked and shuddered around me in the gale, 400 feet above a small bay that was being relentlessly pounded by wave after wave of angry, dark-grey water. Just yesterday, I had picked my way carefully down the cliff trail and stood on the tiny beach, looking out at the calm waters of the Pacific, waiting for the sun to...

Wild at storm

I was sleeping when storm woke me up. I tried to sleep again but wind was blowing really loud and storm was getting closer and closer so after few minutes I went downstair to the kitchen to drink some water.I noticed through glass in the door that TV is still running on, it was almost midnight but dad sometimes watch tv deep into the night. I entered kitchen quietly and heard noise from the TV. He was watching porn! Moans and screams. I carefuly peeked on and saw dad naked, sitting and watching...

One Hell of a Storm

Karl lay in his bed covered by only a thin cotton sheet. It was too warm in the Mediterranean summer to wear anything for sleeping beneath the sheet. Indeed, it was too warm for him to sleep at all so he lay there, thinking about the 3 days so far of his holiday. Or rather, he thought about Chrissie, with whom he had been staying for those 3 days. In truth, he knew very little about her. She was at least 12 years older than him because she had told him she wouldn’t see her fortieth...

Ice Storm

Edited by Willyb220 My name is Jack and I just turned 13 last month. I'm sitting in class at school right now with a big hard on. My cousin Dolly was over to visit us with her parents on Sunday. We fooled around and wrestled outside in the snow and I got a lot of cheap feels from her. I was on top of her a few times and I was pumping away on her thinking to myself that I was screwing her and it felt great. She gets me hard all the time when she comes over to our house. Afterwards we went in...

Michael and Sophia The Shower and the Storm

Her ample breasts pressed against his masculine chest, and her nipples hard as pebbles were causing his cock to stir. Michael and Sophia: The Shower and the Storm The storm was fierce. Michael and Sophia huddled together on the couch. As he held her, he could feel her shivering with fear. Her ample breasts pressed firmly against his masculine chest. Her nipples, hard as pebbles were causing his cock to stir. Sophia was afraid of the thunder. Every time it crackled, she squeezed him tighter. Her...

Summer Storm

“Why couldn't you have brought a fucking car that had good air conditioning?” my sister complained. “You know damn well why, I wasn't about to rent a luxury Cadillac just to haul your dumb ass around the desert.” I was a little annoyed myself because as mightily as the AC in my car strained, it wasn't keeping the blistering August heat at bay. I was as irritable as my sister. We rolled over the crest of a large hill and the entire western sky was black with storm clouds. We were...

Summer s Storm

The soft brown dust rose slowly off the top of the young green leaves of the soybean plants as the cultivator passed by them, creating mini dust storms behind him. His eyes, stinging with sweat looked out upon the rows, keeping straight, glancing as the boom wheels when down the rows. It was hotter than he had ever imagined. This was the year that he decided to see if the old way of farming would be better than what he had been doing. It actually started as a joke at the coffee shop one...

A Summer Storm

It was a cool June morning and I was feeling creative, so I grabbed a guitar, a notebook and a cup of coffee, and I walked down to my dock. It’s my favorite place to write songs. I live on the shore of a quiet lake in upstate New York, a really beautiful spot that never fails to inspire me. I sipped on my coffee and enjoyed the scenery for a few minutes, and then I warmed up my fingers on the guitar and played through a few of my usual tunes. On certain days the air is just right and the guitar...

The Storm

The heavy, hot air was almost sufficating as it pressed down on her, beads of sweat shining like little pearls all over her body. Her top and tiny panties clung to her, begging to be removed. It was late, far too late to still be awake, but Alex couldn’t get to sleep. The heat was too much and the air was so thick it was difficult to breathe. She could hear her own loud breathing, gasping for any source of oxygen. It was the perfect weather for a thunderstorm and she knew it, which sent a...

Mountain Storm

A fiction. the names of the participants are nothing more than figments of my imagination...The last couple month had been very hectic, with a series of new projects and programs to get up and running, so we promised ourselves we would get away to the mountains for a short break.We had hired a small unit overlooking the Capertee Valley. It was a two unit complex so there would be other people nearby, but the units were built in such a way as to maintain their privacy and retain their own...

The Ice Storm

This story is not exciting, nor in any way meant to be erotic. This story is absolutely true which you will no doubt believe when you read it. Nothing really happens, there is no plot, just an attempt to describe the wonderful experience I had one night as a youth. Our winters are somewhat mild here in Kentucky but we do occasionally have a small blizzard or ice storm. One of the later fell one January day when I was twelve. The roads were impassible for three wonderful days and school...

Night Skies Hotel X The Gathering Storm

Universe synopsis: Centuries ago, two world-spanning civilizations made first contact via technology that enabled access to multiple realities. Each civilization was unique in the sense that a single sex dominated it -- Terra's Patriarchy by males, and Gaia's Sisterhood by females. Gaia was the more artistic of the two, had closer links to nature and was more advanced than Terra in some of the sciences, such as biology and physics. Terra, on the other hand, had a cultural drive to explore...

Summer Camp On The LakeChapter 13 The Storm

The weather was languid, the lake was languid, and, most of all, they were languid. They drifted rather than sailed. It was so hot, the science girls had begged an egg from the kitchen and actually tried frying it on the stones. They were delighted; after half an hour (so a slow cooker, it’s true), the fried egg was ready. Marie, three keen girls, the girl whose dog had died, and Clive, that was the sum total of the sailors on this, the hottest day. They could have taken two or even three...

Riding On the Edge of the Storm

Flowing cotton as thin as a vapor flips in the breeze. Her slight form clothed in the softness, two long slits run up each side of her skirt to expose her bare thighs as the fabric whips between her legs. Bare feet propel her up and comfortably astride the sleek back of her mare. The flowing breeze causes her blouse to settle open. The creaminess of her skin variegates into the white flowing cotton. The gentle crevice between the valley of her breasts is exposed. The look of innocence clouds...

The Perfect Storm

DaneI stomp my snow-covered boots twice on the welcome mat of the Hilton Garden Inn, and stride up to the front desk, hopeful that I’ll be luckier at securing a room than I’d been at the last two places. Eyeing the throng of somber-looking people seated in the lobby, baggage at their feet, I did not have a good feeling. It had been a great hockey game, and the drive to Columbus had definitely been worth it, but the weather forecasters had actually got it right this time. This storm was proving...

Weathering Out the Storm

When he announced that we were going to have a romantic getaway outside the city, I was excited. Work was really beginning to tax me, and a trip away would do great things for my stress. I tried to press him for more details, mostly for packing purposes, but he remained silent. My mind raced with the possibilities — beach or mountain, relaxing or strenuous, sexy or adventurous? I packed to try to cover all my bases. The next morning dawned bright and clear. After a quick breakfast, we loaded...

My stepdaughter and her father come to stay but was frightened by a storm

The storm was getting nearer the thunder was louder now than it had been moments ago. With looks of worry was on both their faces they decided to go to bed to hide from the approaching storm. I was pretty tired so I followed them up to my room shortly after I had been in bed about an hour when there was a clap of thunder over the house. I heard them moving about and there was a tap on my door, “Can we join you in here to hide from the storm?” They did not wait for a reply but both...

Orphans Of The Storm

Paul Simon's classic song Graceland drifts through the car radio, and fills my head with her image. It's as if she's sitting next to me, her bare feet on the bash board singing out-of-tune with the rhythmic beat of the uneven tarmac. For a woman in her mid-sixties my mother knew a good song when she heard one, and this is one of her favourites. Pushing the volume button and I join her in an imaginary duet: Memphis - Tennessee, I'm going to Graceland. There's an overwhelming sense of deja-vu as...

After the Storm

Will was carrying a mesh duffel bag of clean laundry back to his apartment as Michael was leaving Felicia’s apartment. “Hey, you’re Will, right?” Michael asked, catching Will off guard. Will cleared his throat. “Um, yeah. I’m Will,” he said. “I’m Michael, Felicia’s boyfriend. You know, it's funny. She talks about you all the time and we have never met.” “Yeah, that’s funny,” Will chuckled softly. “She told me how you kept her company during the blackout and storm last week,” Michael went on,...

The Perfect Storm

The weather had been perfect for days. Perfect blue skies with big fluffy white clouds. George and Carol had used the time to work on their yard. Bushes had needed trimming; flowers were ready for planting, and winter debris needed to be removed. All that remained after two days of hard work was mowing the lawn. That could be done the following day which was predicted to be yet another beautiful day. Exhausted after a day of hard work, they went inside and Carol made a salad while George took...

The Storm

I had flown to pick up my first car. I bought it on the internet. I was excited. I got the car and headed back towards home, which was almost two states away. My dad had given me a credit card to use to by gas and get a hotel. I knew a winter storm was coming in and I wanted to beat it. But that would not happen. It started with a lite rain then went down hill from there. It rained, then turned to a mix of rain and freezing rain. Then sleet. This slowed my progress. And the weather got worse so...

The Approaching Storm

It was a warm summer night, and my window was open, a gentle breeze blowing across my sheets. In the far west, I could hear the sound of a summer thunder storm. It would probably reach us within the hour, I thought. I heard another sound --- and suddenly realized that it was the sound of my bedroom doorknob being turned, rattling gently. The door creaked open, and my mother stood there. In the dim light coming from the hallway I could see that she was wearing a short nightie, and I had no idea...

The Storm Our Storm

What is it about the pounding rain, the thunder and lightning of the storm that brings out the animal in us. Our roof garden patio is open to the sky, the wind and the rain, but not visible from our neighbors. Today, I was working up on it, enjoying the breeze, the fresh air, sitting at our patio table writing documentation on my laptop. The shade from the patio umbrella makes it one of my most favorite places to work, even in a gentle rain. It was such a day, today. Then the wind started to...

The Storm

Your eyes; I love your eyes; so unique and yet so basic. Nothing too alarming about them. Until you look at me. With their slight slant and small size I sometimes miss the hint of seduction in them. Call me naïve if you may, but it always surprises me……and I love surprises. Your smell; I love your smell. It’s earthy, sweet, and briny; a mix of scents that fill up my nose when you approach me, and linger even after you’re gone. Your hair, oh how I love your hair. Soft and healthy, I love how it...

The Summer Storm

Tess always liked the few moments right before a summer storm. The air would swell, thick with heat and humidity and it would be so fierce it almost choked you with the moisture. The air was almost sticky and clung to your skin while the charge in the atmosphere made the hair on your arms stand on end. Then, just before you couldn’t take anymore of the clammy temperature, the heavens opened up and poured its sweetness over you. The ground would toss up one last wave of heat and then...

Consequences of a Winter Storm

Consequences of a Winter Storm By Donna Lynn Cooper Although I was actually the 19 year old babysitter in my second semester at the local community college, at this moment I looked very much like Carole Douglas, the wife of Jack and the mother of their three children. I was dressed in one of Carole's sexy red negligees; a cap sleeved long skirted mix of luxurious satin and lace; and was seductively crouched on the floor of the master bedroom in front of Jack, who had arrived...

The Storm

Tina Marshall arrived home from school early as the cheer leading instructor had become ill. A friend had dropped her off so she wouldn't have to wait to take the school bus. She unlocked the front door quietly because her father, an architect, worked out of their home most of the time and she didn't want to disturb him. She loved her dad, Brad, and after her mother passed away from cancer when she was 12, they became more than father and daughter, they became best friends. They...

The Benefit of a Storm

The Benefit of a Stormby Jena121© A dark and heavy cloud had hovered for days, although patches of sunlight appeared spontaneously through the short breaks. A pile of washing begging for me to attend can wait for now. What the hell it's Saturday, time for a coffee and read up on what's news.... I glance at the wall clock, and surprise myself by seeing that the morning is almost over, the dark skies disguising the time. Hell! I'd better get a move on or I won't get my housework done by this...

Suburban Storm

George walked round the corner of the house and stopped in his tracks. She was stark bollock naked. She was face down on a blanket sunning herself in the late spring warmth, her arms above her head and legs slightly apart. Sun glasses and tan lotion were within her reach. Then he noticed she was in fact wearing a skimpy cream coloured bikini that tied up at the hips, her top was lose and lay under her great body. She had plump buttocks 'built for squeezing and spanking' thought George...

Storm What Storm

About two months ago, Phil Peterson completed an online survey for the hell of it. A few weeks later, he got a call and was informed that he had won a free trip to a Cancun resort for a family of four. Since it was just him and his son, Nathan, he invited his business partner and friend Jack, and his daughter Missy, to accompany him. Jack likewise wasn’t currently married, so it made sense for the four of them to go together.The four woke up before the sun was even up to fly to Mexico for a...

Perfect Storm

Friday the 13th and I had taken a day off work and I was trying to set up a wireless network at home. My two kids were away for a four-day camp and I promised to have it done for when they got home. As I do this for a living I told my wife that it would not take very long so she also took time off work hoping for some fun in the sun once I was done. Today though was not being the most co-operative of days as first my supplier's truck gets lost on the way to my house and that delays me even...

The Competitive Edge Playing The Game IIIChapter 37 Into the Storm

Erin, Alex, and I were sitting in a booth at a twenty-four hour truck stop up on I-75. We had ordered hotcakes, eggs over easy, grits, honey-cured ham, huge amounts of hash browns, orange juice, and coffee. Lots of coffee. There were still a lot of people at Jack Hammer's when we left, but it was late and we felt like acquiring some nutrition. Nothing caps off a night of drinking and dancing quite like a truck stop breakfast. The girls had their cloaks back on, and they kept them closed...

My War in FactChapter 10 The Storm

My druggie linemen became the guardians defending Hanna against ugly rumors and/or anyone trying to take advantage of her. It was amazing. They honored my request, no demands on their part, that they keep secret what they saw us doing at the Mars station. They secured our gratitude to do it in the future, more up in the attic, more schooling and more advanced techniques with cunnilingus. The enthusiasm was electric although I don’t think they remembered all the first time we, impromptu, held...

Living Next Door to Heaven 278 Into the Storm

Whitney saw fireworks on the Fourth of July. So did I. I'd seldom seen her so passionate, using her height to gain leverage over me. She dominated and brought herself to several orgasms before I'd had one. Then she reversed her polarity. She was just as submissive as she had been dominant. She clung to me, begging me to take my pleasure from her. She reminded me that I had accepted her virginity as she had accepted mine and that made us bound together for life. When we exploded in our final...

A Well Lived Life Book 1 BirgitChapter 5 The Storm

June 1977 I woke up with the Sun, as usual, heading off to the bathroom to shower. I was missing Birgit already, so I put on the jeans and shirt she had given me. A bit much for a Saturday, but it helped me feel closer to her. I’d hate it when they eventually wore out or didn’t fit. I finished dressing and went downstairs to breakfast - Rice Krispies with sugar. My dad and brother were heading to Kentucky to see a model train show. Mom was dropping my sister at a friend’s house where she...

Sex in the storm

We have talked to eachother for almost a year now. We decide to meet in person, so we can get to know eachother even better. You wake up to a sunny warm day, beams of light drifting through your window, and little glimmers of dust reflecting like gold. You change, and go downstairs for breakfast, and you notice the house is empty. Later that afternoon my cab pulls up to the driveway, and I run out to greet you. We run up to eachother and hug, and you invite me in. I grab my bags, and come in...

Our Perfect Storm

It was just a few days before Christmas, and the wind was chilly and doing an extra good job of sneaking down the back of my jacket collar as I lugged trash from my apartment to the dumpster located just across the parking lot. I wasn’t paying much attention to my surroundings, doing my best to keep my head hunkered down between my shoulders and out of the wind. Unfortunately for my sinuses, I wasn’t doing a very good job of it, and my head was protesting this trek out into the cold December...

The Ice Storm

It was a cold February that year. However, the events of that one weekend were very hot. It was the weekend of the big ice storm. No one knew it was coming until it was too late. If we had of known, the wonderful events of that weekend wouldn’t have happened, and I wouldn’t have had the best time of my life. It was a simple plan we had. We would go to a nice cabin in the woods and spend a weekend partying. Far enough away from everyone else that we could do anything we wanted out there....

THE STORM

This story is pure fantasy created from my twisted mind when I lusted for my daughter like most human fathers blessed with a beautiful daughter though I must admit I never touched her before she turned eighteen and ironically it was she who seduced me, but that,s true life and this story is not! Katie Ross was terrified of electrical storms, seemed to have suffered this fear from an early age. Living in midwestern USA these storms occurred often especially in early summer. When her parents were...

Mat Billy Butch 6 snow storm

CHAPTER 6 DARK FANTASY 100% FICTION We woke up to Regis on the TV. We knew now how long we have been held captive. It is almost Christmas and soon my Birthday will be here. I think about what I would ask for from Santa but can't think of anything I could use. I have no arms and no legs and I am fed dog food and water. I then think I would ask for a Happy Meal no two Happy Meals one cheeseburger and the other chicken nuggets. I always would get water anyway so I didn't even care...

Michael s Cove Ch 3 The Storm

Michael returned to the solitude of his living room after storing the kayak and a few other things in the shed built under the beach house. The wind was gaining strength and the sky was growing angry. He stopped and turned around to gaze out through the window. He could see the waves beginning their dance as the peaks began to fill with the white froth. He turned on the small radio that sat on the kitchen counter and it instantly told him everything he needed to know..."The National Weather...

A Paladin s JourneyChapter 8 Heart of the Storm

ARAN: Sorral Plain, Ekistair The hollow turned from peacefully quiet to utter madness in mere seconds. Just as Aran and Smythe started shouting at the top of their lungs, shadows began to pour over the ridge that surrounded the hollow; small, humanoid shapes no taller than Aran’s waist. ‘It’s a band of bloody Goblins!’ He thought to himself incredulously as he whipped Oroth free of the scabbard at his waist. According to Smythe, Goblins hadn’t been seen for decades, at least not this far...

Thanksgiving Storm

I had just turned 21 so I was finally able to drink openly in front of the family. Uncles and cousins would hand me a “juice” under the table in the past but this year I was drinking some wine and being a classy girl. My uncle Charlie made more than a few comments about what a beautiful grown up lady I had become. I blushed and told him to shut up. I could feel the wine start to go to my head and honestly it started making me feel kind of horny. But I was surrounded by family. As the...

Finding Shelter In A Storm

It was a hot summer day when Jessica went out for a long walk with her boyfriend, Doug. The type of hot summer day where the sun comes out early in the morning and doesn't budge all day. The weather had been the same all week, so Jessica and Doug decided to make the most of it with a walk through the Lake District and to see Lake Buttermere. They were hoping to see a couple of the little towns and villages along the way. They had both loved the Lake District as children and couldn't wait to...

Passion Storm

She lay back into the chair as she could hear the door opening and closing behind her. His soft foot prints push against the floorboards making them groan slightly The atmosphere in the room was dark and mysterious. The wind howled outside and from an open window flew a breeze chilling her. Or was it the person coming up behind her, she felt unusual. Was it the cold of the breeze, invisibly penetrating the fabric of her cloths, or was it the mans intentions towards her as she felt his...

Fire Storm

A Note From the Author: In this story I use the name ‘Onihime’ as a sort of personification of Death, set toward the end of World War II. While the Japanese term Onihime does, literally, translate as ‘Demon Princess,’ the idea that she has some sort of connection with yuri-lesbians is purely my idea. ‘Yuri’ is a term for stories involving love between women in Japanese literature, focusing either on the erotic, the spiritual, or the emotional aspects of girl-girl relationships. * * * Outra...

Heart of the Storm

Authors note: This is my first my first shot at anything like this, so please comment and let me know what you think. Any comments are welcome. It’s a very slow build up, so don’t expect sex any time soon. I am so grateful to my editor LaRascasse. If it wasn’t for him, this would be an utter mess. Enjoy Xoxo, Amber ********* ‘I am so fucking sick of your bullshit. It’s not my fucking job to deal with you and your depression. It’s not my fucking job! You’re so screwed up in the head, it...

Dream Storm

The storm was getting worse. I walked to the door and looked outside. He came up behind me, leaned down and whispered that he had a place just up the street where we could ride out the storm. Did he know that feeling his lips that close to my ear sent chills down my spine? I leaned into him, wanting to feel him closer. I turned my head, my lips almost touching his and nodded. It was a short walk and we were both laughing and shivering as we stopped just inside the front door. He pulled me...

During the Storm

I’d like thank my editor gotwood49. I’m laying here on my bed thinking of you. I just logged off the computer because of the storm, so I decided to take my memory of you to bed with me and write something for us. I lie here with my paper and pen, pressing my pussy into the bed as I imagine your cock underneath me. I write as my hips lift and fall, my pussy getting wetter as I think of your cock sliding in and out of me. Oh, how I want this to be true – to have you under me, letting me ride...

The Coming Storm

“Explain to me, again, why I have to go on this camping trip with you?” Kat asked her boyfriend, Quinn. “Because I want to spend more time with you…,” he replied. “You know how much I detest camping, and what am I going to do while you and Scott are fishing?” she complained. “I already told you that Scott is bring Raven. You guys can keep each other company,” he said. “You know it is going to rain….this sucks,” she bitched. “Please?” Quinn asked. “Ok. Ok. I’ll go, but you owe me big time,...

Storm

It’s been hovering in the 90s all week and while there has been some sunbathing, we have both stuck to the somewhat coolness and shade of indoors. Today the heat broke a bit and looking out over the ocean we could see dark storm clouds. We clapped our hands and looked forward to seeing the storm wash across our little bit of beach. Now, as the sun sets behind us, the clouds roll closer and closer. I pull you up from the chair you have been curled in, reading. I take your book and set it down,...

The Storm Our Storm

What is it about the pounding rain, the thunder and lightning of the storm that brings out the animal in us. Our roof garden patio is open to the sky, the wind and the rain, but not visible from our neighbors. Today, I was working up on it, enjoying the breeze, the fresh air, sitting at our patio table writing documentation on my laptop. The shade from the patio umbrella makes it one of my most favorite places to work, even in a gentle rain. It was such a day, today. Then the wind started to...

The Benefit of a Storm

The Benefit of a Storm by Jena121© A dark and heavy cloud had hovered for days, although patches of sunlight appeared spontaneously through the short breaks. A pile of washing begging for me to attend can wait for now. What the hell it’s Saturday, time for a coffee and read up on what’s news…. I glance at the wall clock, and surprise myself by seeing that the morning is almost over, the dark skies disguising the time. Hell! I’d better get a move on or I won’t get my housework done by this...

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