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Author’s note: As with all my writing, this is pure fantasy, although I have to admit, some of the episodes in this story are based on real events ;-)If you feel the urge to write to me and tell me your thoughts on this, then feel free! I guarantee to send you a reply, and it’s always nice to hear from anyone who has read this, or any of my writings.Steve Pervy, May 2009, somewhere in the [email protected] be bad.All I can remember from my earliest years are the rows and arguments. ...

Johnny Comes Marching Home

There is no sex in this story. The young man in this story is not Rambo. He is a brave American who like so many others have served their country proudly. * Johnny thought back to the last time he had seen the McKuens. It had been just over three years ago. It was right at the time he was enlisting in the Army. Johnny had just graduated high school and wanted to follow in the footsteps of his father, uncle and grandfather. They had all served their country. Johnny’s mother wasn’t too pleased...

Johnny

Johnny By Frefinn Sept. 18, 2004 Johnny was a 10 year old boy. He was average in size and had features like his mother like her long curly hair and round face. Even though he really didn't know his mother because she died in a car accident when he was only 2 years old. At that time his father wasn't able to work and being unemployed decided to give Johnny up for adoption. Johnny, now an orphan, grew up in and out of foster homes. He managed to learn his street smarts quickly and...

Johnny Be Good

"Alright... connect the wiring in this terminal here... tighten down the nuts and washers over there... upload the software from the laptop to the control module... and that should just about do it!" Johnny said to no one in particular. It was another sunny, warm day in Snoozeton. Johnny Mack has been tinkering away for 6 hours already, even though it wasn't even lunchtime yet. A few years back, Johnny began 'inventing' different gadgets and gizmos. The self-hammering hammer, the...

Johnny Be Good Pt 3

Johnny Be Good - Part 3 Dee Cypher Opening the door to the house, Johnny did his best to put on a smile in order to maintain the guise he so desperately wanted to shed. His mind was racing with hundreds of questions. What about dinner? What about dad? How long will this last? Can I tell anyone? Should I tell anyone? Try as he might, Johnny's mind kept playing out worst case scenarios where he was stuck in mom's body forever. He shuddered at the thought. Carla could see the worry on...

Johnny Be Good Pt 2

Johnny Be Good Part II Dee Cypher Well, I guess it's time to get cleaned up, Johnny thought to himself. As he made his way up to the master bedroom, Johnny was relieved that his father, now husband, was out of the house running errands. He was sure it was only a matter of time before they had to come clean about what had happened, but for now, he was going to be able to get his bearings in his new body. Luckily, the master bath was connected to the master bedroom where Johnny was...

Johnny Part 2 The Glory Hole

They were at the baseball diamond and Johnny sat in the bleachers to fill Darnell in on all the gory details about why he was now Dr, John amongst the football team. Darnell sat beside him, and he began. “Remember last week I said that Lance fucked me when we went camping? Well, what I didn’t tell you is that he used a packet of mayonnaise for lube, and whenever they want a blow job, they say they are going to the Mayo Clinic.” Darnell chuckled a little. “How many patients have you seen...

Johnny B Brenda

Johnny B. Brenda ----------------- Disclaimer: No one and nothing in this story is real. If you have any questions or like my story, tell me at [email protected], k? -------- Synopsis -------- Johnny hates his workmate Brenda. He's given the chance to do something about it when he's suddenly in her body. ----------- "She did it again! That bitch!" Johnny was fuming. He couldn't sit down any more and his buddy watched him pace around in their section of...

Johnny Blake

?? One thing about Johnny Blake, concerning which there was no debate, he had an enormous fucking dick. ?Really fucking huge. As thick as a grown man's forearm, it hung eight inches flaccid and grew to thirteen inches when hard. It was freakish. The foreskin hung like some kind of thick sausage casing over a prickhead the size of a plum. ?Veins that looked like rope travelled up and down the pecker which hung so heavy that Johnny always felt the weight of it. Always. Behind the dick hung two...

Johnny Pulaski and the Cult of Amun RaChapter 3

Johnny was up the next morning eager to get busy at the dig site. The long, involved dream from the night before had him motivated to see the underground facilities of the Cult of Amun Ra. After his morning physical training he was sitting at a picnic table under the dining tent enjoying a cup of Egyptian Coffee with Mister Gamil. Gamil had introduced him to the potent coffee a couple of days ago and now he had Hala brewing it for him on a hot plate in the dispensary. Egyptian coffee...

JOHNNY

Johnny was sitting in his room watching his Mom and Dad drive away for a weekend without the k**'s. Johnny was the youngest at 18; he had two older sisters Jana 22 who attended college and Kara 20 also in college. The thought of a weekend with his two sisters in charge made him angry, Jana acted like she was the man of the house, she though of herself as being as good as any man. When she instructed a bunch of guy's at soccer camp, she liked to demonstrate her abilities, she talked and acted...

Johnny Angel

The night was young and the weather was absolutely wonderful. Johnny put on his gray slacks and black button up shirt, which didn't cover up the fact that his body was beautiful. His gray eyes stared at the mirror as he combed his jet-black hair back. He put on his black shoes and headed out. It was one of those nights that you feel free and glad you're alive. He knew there weren't many nights like this. Most nights he would stay in and relax but not tonight. He knew it was time to go...

Johnny Pulaski and the Cult of Amun RaChapter 4

Bashar picked up the pottery food storage containers from the underground room three days after the gate was installed. During those three days away from the dig Johnny stayed busy by operating what amounted to a free clinic for the local villagers. He set up an awning outside the dispensary and treated anyone who walked up. Word of the clinic spread quickly and he and Hala stayed busy. For Johnny, treating the ill and injured without the pressure of collecting exorbitant fees, was what...

Johnny Pulaski and the Cult of Amun RaChapter 6

Rachael sent Johnny back to the start of the tunnels to grab the tools he used to burst through the outer room. When Johnny left, the women examined the painted wall for clues. As with all the walls in the cave a stucco like coating had been applied to the walls to make painting and relief carving easier. Unlike the rough stones of the outer room, the uniform coating made clues hard to find. But Mia found something after ten minutes of searching. “Rachael, look at this,” she called. Rachael...

Johnny Pulaski and the Cult of Amun RaChapter 2

The next morning Johnny sat down for breakfast with Mia. Then, surprisingly, Doctor Stone dropped into the seat on the other side of Mia. Johnny was agog that both women had only oatmeal and fruit on their plates. He was biting into a crispy piece of bacon when Mia spoke. “I had the craziest dream last night, and both of you were in it,” she said. Rachael’s spoon stopped halfway to her mouth. “Were we up on the Second Pylon?” she asked. Mia was nodding her head in surprise when Johnny...

Johnny Pulaski and the Cult of Amun RaChapter 9

Johnny was disoriented for a few seconds when he woke up. Disoriented because for the first time he went to sleep in the dream and woke up in the present. The dream was also the longest and most involved yet. Johnny sat up as he remembered all that happened in the two months they were in ancient times. Johnny’s sitting up awoke Hala. “Come back to bed, Alarec my husband, it is still dark outside,” she mumbled, and she was speaking the language of her ancestors. Johnny did not know whether...

Johnny Rockard a sub s journey with me

Right up until the point when I encountered Johnny Rockard my life couldn't have been any more vanilla and to an extent, dull. I was wild at heart but too tame for my own good, and when the b**st within me became too much to handle I took the biggest, riskiest and wildest leap of faith I could have ever imagined. I'd done the occasional photo-shoot here and there but while I had fun there was always something missing. As a submissive girl at heart, there was never enough dominance from the...

Johnny and Doris

This was a story I wrote on a lark. I was passing through the BDSM Library Forum and found a couple of story contests. Immediately, I was caught by one of the story contest themes: Write a story with Johnny Cash’s ?Burnin’ Ring of Fire? in mind. An idea immediately formed and this story was produce within about ten minutes. I don’t claim it to be my best work, though it is considerably different than my standard faire. Hopefully, you will find it as disgustingly humorous as I found it. Johnny...

Johnny Had Me Before

He stopped over to see Tommy, or that is what he said. But Tommy was out of town and he had to know it. Tommy and Johnny had been best friends since childhood. How he didn’t know Tommy was not home was a mystery.It did not take him long for him to have me in bed fucking my brains out. He was a fast worker and I was an easy lay. As he pounded my cunt, he was telling me all thing we were going to do that day. From me sucking his cock to him fucking me up the ass.Sometimes when we were in bed and...

Johnny Had Me Before

He stopped over to see Tommy, or that is what he said. But Tommy was out of town and he had to know it. Tommy and Johnny had been best friends since childhood. How he didn’t know Tommy was not home was a mystery.It did not take him long for him to have me in bed fucking my brains out. He was a fast worker and I was an easy lay. As he pounded my cunt, he was telling me all thing we were going to do that day. From me sucking his cock to him fucking me up the ass.Sometimes when we were in bed and...

Johnny Pulaski and the Cult of Amun RaChapter 5

Johnny knew it was the ancient version of Hala... As the realization struck, so did the breakthrough that joined Alaric and Johnny. When it did Sulihotep put his hand on the big man’s arm. “Welcome my friend, I have waited a long time for your arrival,” the old priest whispered. Johnny gave a startled grunt then focused on his medical training, he took Henuttawy’s hand, “May I touch your leg, Your Highness?” She blinked slowly at his touch and nodded, “You may,” she said. Alaric let...

Johnny And Mary A True Story Classic poetry

I'm sure this is a true story...for somebody...Johnny And Mary, A True Story...Now Johnny knew Mary since they were little tykes,Running in the field, riding their bikes,Like other little k**s, they stayed out all day,Doing their chores, later they'll play,Johnny and Mary went to school,Tried real hard, act real cool,Johnny noticed Mary started to grow real fine,Nice firm breasts, big behin',Johnny thought he'd take him a chance,He asked Mary to the high school dance,Mary said fine, pick me up...

Johnny Fuck Me Good

I met him at the local coffee shop. I walked in and ordered a grande mocha frappe. I payed for my drink, looked over to my left and saw him. Even though he sitting down, I could tell he was tall. Probably about 6'5. He was watching me, looking me up and down, satisfied with what he was seeing. I was admiring his features. His nice full lips, his chisled chest, and his nice big hands. Still sitting in a chair, I could see a bulge in his pants. I walked over, introducing myself."Hey, I'm Adam."...

Johnny Fuck Me Good

I met him at the local coffee shop. I walked in and ordered a grande mocha frappe. I payed for my drink, looked over to my left and saw him. Even though he sitting down, I could tell he was tall. Probably about 6'5. He was watching me, looking me up and down, satisfied with what he was seeing. I was admiring his features. His nice full lips, his chisled chest, and his nice big hands. Still sitting in a chair, I could see a bulge in his pants. I walked over, introducing myself."Hey, I'm Adam."...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 4

Just like that, no how are you, no how was Christmas, just, "Johnny I don't think we should see each other any more." I disagreed with that completely and told her so. "We were getting too serious Johnny, and you are too young,. This is the way it has to be." "What do you call what you are doing now if it's not ruining my life?" I argued. She was crying now and I was too. "I'm sorry Johnny, I really am." Then she hung up. Happy New Year Johnny Pulaski! I think people have...

Johnny Pulaski and the Cult of Amun RaChapter 10

Rachael held a meeting with Mia, Mister Gamil, and Johnny; late in the morning of the day after the trip to Nubia. Spread out on the top of the picnic table was a map of the tunnels drawn on two large sheets of easel paper. Mia had done a masterful job as she had even drawn surface features in dotted lines. “Mister Gamil, I want you to have a heavy steel fence and gate installed at the end of the main corridor, right here,” she said as she stabbed her index finger down on the map. “Then,”...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 13

The next day was Tuesday, December 21st, 2004; I slept in until after nine. I was in bed alone when I woke up. I gingerly climbed out of bed and tested my leg. It held my weight with only the pulling sensation from the stitches. I brushed my teeth, threw on some shorts and headed toward the wonderful aroma of breakfast coming from the kitchen. When I got there Jane saw me and smiled. “Good morning Sleepyhead. I was just about to come get you. Breakfast is ready.” I went over to where she...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 16

I know you are wondering why I put up with all the drama that Rachael kept heaping on me. Well join the freakin' club, cause I didn't have a clue either. When she told me before Christmas break that she would be coming home early, I thought it was going to be to spend the rest of the holiday with me. So what happens? We spend one night together and she says she'll see me in a coupe of weeks and she splits for parts unknown. And the kicker was her reason, "Johnny it is just too good when...

Johnny on the Spot

Making my way up the stairs to my room, the bottle of pills in my backpack, I knew what I had to do. The decision had come easy to me, I was going to kill myself. Why, because I just raped my beautiful sixteen year old sister Shannon when we were alone the night before. I was two years older and Mom had left me in charge while she was off on a business trip. Not due back for three days she wouldn't find out what I had done till then and of course by that time I would be long since dead. My...

Johnny Fucks the Family

I wonder if every family has its own Johnny. In my family, he’s my older brother and he’s a selfish horn dog. My name is Jimmy and I’m a sophomore in high school and my brother Johnny is a senior in the same high school. He’s very popular and my mom is very proud of him and I know he’s her favorite child. She only has three choices, me, my younger sister Jenny or our over achiever brother Johnny. Anyway, Johnny’s a jock, playing both football and basketball and the girls just throw themselves...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 8

After Mass, on the Sunday after the Homecoming dance, I had a message from Amanda on my cell phone to call her. When I returned her call she told me I was invited to dinner at her house that night. I got permission to go from my dad then accepted the invitation. Amanda offered to come pick me up but I declined and rode my bike over instead; I hoped the trip would be the swan song of having to use a mountain bike as my primary mode of transportation. I pedaled the two miles to Amanda's. She...

Johnny Pulaski and the Cult of Amun RaChapter 11

An uneventful (in terms of excitement) week had passed at modern day Karnak since the rescue of Princess Henuttawy. Progress at the dig moved along smoothly, both in the tunnels and at the Second Pylon. One of the students Mia was supervising in deciphering the writings on the main hallway chanced upon a painting of the Second Pylon. It was a large battle scene with Ramses capturing scores of Hittite slaves. The drawing was an immense help in determining how the plaster shards they were...

Johnny Come Lately

Johnny Come Lately...No More! Anna Feie I have come out of hiding, I am sick of hiding hence I shall never again be ashamed of who I am. A bold statement on my part but a statement of life as I have lived it. My given name has been lost in the "mists of time"; I choose to be known as Sue. Let me go back to the beginning of my time and begin. I was born the last of seven, Ray, Margaret, Ted, Carol, Jane, Duane, and Sally came before. All but Sally had left home by the time I...

Johnny Comes Home

A Piece of my Imagination Johnny Porter looked around his office just to ensure that everything was neat and tidy, a habit he’d picked up as a cadet and one he didn’t feel like relinquishing even on a new planet. Satisfied that everything was as it should be he grabbed his combat smock and headed for the door and home, smiling as he passed the sign on his door -- as he did every time he saw it. Captain J. Porter Commanding Officer Demeter Militia It sounded good but the whole...

Johnny WaxxChapter 3

They came back down the stairs together looking like sisters now. Johnny Junior sure liked how they looked. "Jack ... Johnny. Getting an erection because of your mother is really ... odd." "Your nipples look hard too, Emily. Is that just a friendly way of saying 'Hello Dere?' Covering up a laugh, April said, "I need to get back to work, this Author pays well if I'm quick." "I'd rather you be really slow, sis, if you know what I mean?" Attempting to change the subject, my...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 20

I had another date with Elaine Thursday night after my last day of school before Spring Break. It was a warmish spring night so I drove us down to the beach after we ate. I parked my truck off to the side of the closed beach approach and we walked hand in hand down along the edge of the surf. "Ellen and I had a long talk last night," Elaine said. "About what?" I asked. "About us growing up and growing apart." "How did that go? How does Ellen feel about it? Most importantly to me,...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 5

I love springtime in Florida. From about the middle of March until early June the weather is perfect. The humidity is low with temperatures rising to the mid eighties during the day, and dropping into the sixties at night. College spring break begins in late March, first for the Canadian then for the US schools. The college kids hit the beach about the same time that we locals start spending more time on them. If we wanted to check out the college talent we drove a dozen miles north to...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 19

Saturday, I worked for my grandfather until noon. He had a little make work for me, I think just so I could make a few bucks. Money wasn't a big problem for me right now because I wasn't spending any of my own. Mr. Cavanaugh had given me fifty bucks to take the twins to the mall and I knew I'd get more for tonight's date with who ever won the coin toss. I didn't protest taking the money from him because I really did consider taking his daughters out as tutoring. I liked the hell out of...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 23

I have a lot of stuff left to tell you but first I need to insert a small sidebar. I want to talk some about what makes a woman attractive to me. Now I don't pretend to be an expert, heck I've only had sex with a few women in my entire life, but every woman I've ever been with was sexy as hell, and I don't think it's a coincidence that every one of them was smart also. I know that my perception of beauty has undergone a radical change. For instance, I don't think the almost physically...

Johnny QuickChapter 2

The next morning we left fer her betrothed's house after a meager breakfast. We got there jus' after noon, an' the people inside were jus' finishin' up. I knocked on the door an' a young man came ta the door. Cindy said, "Good morrow, Justin. Please tell Ephrem that I am here, an' I need ta speak ta him immediately." I wuz surprised when the Justin left us standing at the door; that jus' wuzn't polite, at all. It wuz nearly 10 minutes before an older man came ta the door—he looked...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 6

One thing about us Pulaski men, we were fanatics about being on time. I think it all stemmed from my grandfather's years in the military. Being at the appointed place at the designated time, Papa called it. So on my big day my grandfather honked his horn for me at seven fifty-nine. I grabbed my backpack and sprinted out to his truck. As we motored out of town Papa looked at me wistfully when we passed Mama's Diner. "You can stop there on the way home, all you have to do is drop me off."...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 9

I woke up feeling great Thursday morning after my threesome with Amanda and Caroline. And why the hell shouldn't I? I just lived every guy's dream and I had just turned sixteen. I was King Shit. Well, I was until I got to the bathroom to drain Kong anyway. Kong was a little sore when I shook him off but he was taking it like a man. I sidled from the john to the sink to brush my fangs. When I looked in the mirror I recoiled in horror. Recoiled because I had a zit on the end of my nose as big...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 10

I was on autopilot driving home from my date with Shelia. I couldn't stop thinking about her, or reliving our evening. I was elated and scared witless, both at the same time. The reason I was scared was because Shelia was the first girl I had ever dated without the advantage of the connection thing. As the evening had progressed with Shelia I started to get a sense of how she felt but it wasn't the clear signal I was use to getting. I was also scared because Shelia soared with the socially...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 17

Sunday, January the second, 2005 was my last day of freedom. It was back to school the next day. I went home at nine that morning, changed clothes, and attended Mass with Dad. It sure wasn't the same as last Sunday without Mom and Katrina there. Of course the experience didn't get better seeing the Cavanaughs and Rochellis sitting three pews in front of us. Tony and Shelia were sitting side by side, of course. After Mass we shook hands with Father Donovan on the church steps and headed for...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 24

The Monday following my weekend with the twins and Cindi started a stretch of halcyon days for me. A life sweeter than the one I was living was beyond my comprehension. Guys, I'll tell you another benefit of hanging out with smart women; they are low maintenance and you don't have to spend all your time entertaining them. Now for some guys having a woman up your butt all the time is a good thing. If that's your bag, good for you. But me, I like a minute or two on my own every once and a...

Johnny Pulaski and the Cult of Amun RaChapter 7

The first day of the Festival of Opet saw the Barques of the Gods brought into the Royal Temple of Amun in Luxor. The shrines of the worshiped trio were removed and displayed in the temple sanctuary. They would remain there for twenty-seven days and return to Karnak by sailing down the River Nile. After Ramses accepted the Holy Barques, the priests and priestesses of the Cult of Amun Ra returned to Karnak. The return journey down the Avenue of Ram-Headed Sphinx was just as boisterous as the...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 7

I promised to tell you how bad the rest of the summer of 2004 sucked and I'll get to that. But first I have to tell you that July started with a lot of promise. My baseball team was cruising, my social life was most excellent and my love life was extraordinary. Caroline Hernandez had blossomed into a confident young woman right before my eyes. She had a job at Walgreen's now, making money for herself for a change. Her store manager loved her because of her work ethic and ability to speak...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 11

I walked Shelia to her room before heading back to mine. When I opened the door to our room, Creole was just coming out of the bathroom. I stood in the doorway, mouth agape, as he strolled to his bed wearing maroon silk pajamas with a gold paisley design. He caught my look and did a pirouette. "Nice, huh, my mama bought them for me. If I ever get a job as a bouncer in a bordello, I'm all set." I swear I had to hold onto the door handle to keep from falling down. His looked as if he were...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 22

Posted: May 02, 2006 - 12:40:50 pm Updated: May 02, 2006 - 11:46:27 pm I left the Cavanaughs’ house a happy Polack after my twin blowjobs. Elaine and Ellen were happy, too. Ellen was happy because she was caught up with her sister in the sex department. Elaine was happy because we had moved one step closer to doing the nasty. The Mighty Kong was the happiest though, because he finally saw something besides the palm of my hand. Saturday morning Papa and I went to Mama’s Diner for breakfast...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 26

A number of people have told me that I'm mature for my age. I like that and I like it when they mistakenly think I'm older than I am. I personally don't think I'm all that mature. I like to think that I'm just more responsible than the average sixteen-year-old guy. To me, maturity comes with life experience and I was woefully short in that area. I think people mistook me being a responsible, big and quiet person to mean I was mature. Being responsible I'll cop to. Because for a Pulaski...

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I stuck a couple of fingers into my Liszt and finger fucked myself hard. It only took me a few minutes till I got what I wanted. 'arghhg ahh ohhh urghhhh' I was moaning louder and louder. Than my orgasm ripped through my body, I fingered myself faster and pushed the shower head closer to my clit and than Second orgasm ripped through my body 'OHHH YES YES YES ARGHHH NGHH UGHHH' after my second orgasm I finished having a shower. Johnny came home not long later and wanted lunch, I...

Johnny Mackinson R I P

On a day in early June in 1950, a 12-year-old boy stood in the front row of the stands on the third-base side of Rickwood Field. The players were on the field, going through their pre-game drills. The boy was in the company of Walter Simpson, an old man. Mr. Simpson was a longtime fan of the Double-A baseball club known as the Birmingham Barons. He knew the players, and they knew him. Years earlier, when the boy had been only three and four years old, Walter Simpson and his wife had cared for...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 12

I aimed a kick at the dog that had grabbed the little girls arm. My aim was good and I had some momentum when I connected with his ribs. The dog yelped as my hiking boot struck full force and he went flying. The little girl was dragged off her feet as the dog refused to relinquish its grip. Then, miraculously her jacket came off her arm, as all the dog had grabbed was sleeve. I quickly spun the girl around and pulled the other sleeve off her arm. My sudden appearance had caused the second dog...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 18

It was nice not having to deal with Tony Rochelli's insults and jibes when school started back on the Tuesday after the MLK long weekend. Tony was still on in-school suspension for the next two days, no one, me included, knew that the axe was going to fall on his head that Saturday night. The Cavanaughs kept Shelia home from school all the rest of the week. The flu was the reason the school received and it was the story Tony got when he was unable to talk to her on the phone all week. Not...

Johnny QuickChapter 3

We had gone about three miles from our overnight camp when some people came running at us from the trees to our right. Shit! They were Redsticks an' they were after blood—ours! Ezra wuz nappin' in the back of the wagon, since he had been awake the most last night, an' he sat upright an' yelled some wordless scream. I though fer shore that he wuz gonna bolt, but he pulled his knife an' stood his ground. Cindy pulled out her stiletto an' I grabbed up the crossbow. I started shooting...

Johnny QuickChapter 5

Well, for a whole week, I was the town hero. I even had people askin' ifen I could make 'em some of them there throwin' knives an' teach 'em how to use the thin's. That scared me a mite, since I could see folks gittin' hurt cuz some idiot decided ta throw his knife an' missed his target. I got out of it by claimin' ta be too busy right now ta hold classes—maybe later? I figured that ifen I stalled long enough, they would fergit about the thin's. Meanwhile, it sounded like thin's...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 14

Emma and I had fun at the mall. We buzzed into a few jewelry stores, picking up items from my list. Next it was Wilson's Leather for a briefcase for Katrina then we went to Victoria's secret and picked up a little something to put in that briefcase. I was carrying Emma after fifteen minutes. She was a game trooper but her little legs couldn't keep up. We went to the Wal-Mart super center next. It was crowded and noisy but I managed to snag a new twenty-eight inch television for Kayla to...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 15

It was five in the afternoon when I pulled into our driveway. I had detoured by my grandparents' to look in on Jethro before going home. The doofus was happy to see me and blithely ignored me scolding him about digging up the yard. When left alone, Jethro found ways to amuse himself, usually by swiping anything not nailed down and burying it in the yard. I had to get the shovel, check that he hadn't buried anything vital and cover up the holes. My sister pulled into the drive right behind...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 21

In the immortal words of my grandfather, when my sister climbed on top of me naked and grabbed my dick, I was so scared, I didn't know whether to shit or go blind. My plan to appease my sister with a little fooling around was backfiring on me big time. I didn't have a clue for what to do next but Kong seemed to be on the same sheet of music as Katrina. Already as hard as a railroad crosstie, he pulsed in her hand with the rapid beat of my heart. Katrina cooed as he throbbed in her long...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 25

The week that the twins left for Ireland is when I met my "cousin" Tyler Tiplitski. I said cousin in quotes because Tyler is the grandson of my self-proclaimed aunt, Olga Swistak. In the circular logic of Olga and Nana, if Tyler is Olga's grandson, and she has declared me her nephew, then Tyler and I must be cousins. I met Tyler because Papa hired him as a favor to Aunt Olie. Tyler had just graduated from high school and was trying to decide on his future. Papa said he'd give the boy a...

Johnny satisfies his lust

Hi, I’m Johnny. I’m your average White boy 18 year old that’s good at math and play Tennis for my high school team. My future seems to be very bright with the options to either be a doctor or a dentist. What I didn’t realize was in my future would be cocks. Not mine, but other men’s. Like most boys in high school, I was mesmerized with anything that had tits and a vagina. I had plenty of girlfriends and never thought I would ever “bat for the other team.” Porn is easily available so I spent...

Johnny PulaskiChapter 3

Sunday afternoon I was back at the Hoffmans', this time it was Richie, Stan, and I lifting weights and talking in the garage. "So Stan is hooked up with my sister, and Michelle is after Johnny. I guess that means I have to ask Katrina out," Richie said. Stan and I gawked at him trying to figure out if he was serious. Richie was the Romeo of our little posse, an accomplished ladies man. But still, this was Katrina Pulaski he was talking about so nonchalantly. Katrina was about as far out...

Johnnys long wait

Introduction: After the birth of their son Kristin, Johnnys wife is afraid to have sex. After a year Kris slowly works her way back Oh woe is me, alas and alack and all that, I was lying in bed with a beautiful blonde, my wife, and I hadnt had sex in over a year. Her eyes are closed but I didnt believe she was asleep, just playing possum to discourage me. Again that night it was I have a headache. Every night for over a year it had been, I have a headache, but I still tried. Id come to...

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...

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After years of failing to attract Gil next door, the Test sisters think they finally have the perfect way to do it. All they need to do is test it out on their little brother, Johnny.

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...

Johnnys Summer

The man had hardly walked off before I started scanning the next customer's items. Some lettuce, some chicken, a few bottles of wine. My reaction to the wine was automatic. "ID?" I asked, looking up from the conveyor belt for the first time. The customer was a woman who couldn't be too much older than me, tan with blonde hair that only just came down to the bottom of her head. Something about her seemed familiar. "Johnny?" she asked, a hint of surprise and embarrassment in her voice....

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...

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