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Over Margaret s Knee

Richard Moran was a thirty-three-year-old single man in quite a well-paid job and he lived alone in a property in an expensive part of the small town. He had a number of female acquaintances, some of whom shared his bed from time to time, but did not have a steady girlfriend.Richard had a long-held interest in spanking, or rather in being spanked, but other than a bit of play spanking he had not found a female that would indulge him although he did not often broach the subject anyway. The ideal...

Summoning My Succubus Mother Chapter 2 Mommy s Hot Succubus Juices

Chapter Two: Mommy's Hot Succubus Juices By mypenname3000 Copyright 2021 Note: This one off story was commissioned by a fan! Last night, I had achieved my dream. Sort of. I had summoned my succubus. I had performed the ritual just like it said in the book. I had accessed the Lilith Qlipha while chanting the spell that I had learned from Qabalah, Qliphoth and Goetic Magic. It had worked. I couldn't believe it when my succubus had appeared. Finally, I would get laid and have dominion...

A sissy called Jezebel Part XI

A sissy called Jezebel Part XI - Jezebel attends hir sissy lit class at Templeton Academy: where young womyn become dominatrixes and sissies are crushed into submission. I only wish my English classes were this much fun growing up. I tear down the hallways and get through the door, just as the bell stops ringing. I try to saunter into my sissy literature class like there's been nothing crazy about being force fed sperm and oysters in front of half of the school. The gurls are...

Books ENP

We have done Video Games. We have done cartoons. Others have done movies. Others have done whatever else there is. But what about all the characters that exist in literature? Here’s the deal. Any character in any form of literature is allowed AS LONG AS they are 18+. Comic Books Graphic Novels Novels Novellas Poems Manga Comic Strips Plays Book Series Do NOT use ENF/ENM characters that belong to other online authors. Hooked6, SDS, splotch etc characters are NOT allowed to be added unless 1) you...

Emma Faints Easily and Guys From Football Team Fucks All Her Holes

Emma faints seeing blood Hi! I am Emma from Iowa. I am your typical farm girl, grew up in corn fields. I am blue eyed, blonde, have sun tanned skin, bubble butt, round boobs, with a positive attitude from growing in a loving home. I was in my senior year in little plains high school, and I was chatting with my BFF Emily after our cheerleader team workout in the football field. “There is a new horror movie in the theaters” chimed Emily, “we should go see it”. “I would love to, but as you...

Quinn s Saga

Quinn's Saga Chapter 1 It was a pleasant early summer day in the suburbs of Madison, Wisconsin, when eighteen-year-old Quinn Lindburg came down the stairs into the living room. He saw that his two cousins, Jill, and Meg had just arrived for the summer at his home. He smiled as he watched them excitingly chatting away with his younger sister Avery. All the girls were sixteen, and they were as close as sisters. Jill had come down from Minnesota, while...

Worth The Wait

My name is Jamie Laker, and you may know of my four crime novels. I am twenty-seven years old now, but this story is mainly about Simon Curton from the time we were nineteen, entering the second year at Argoyne Academy of Creative Arts. You will soon see how crucial that timing was.Many of the incidents will be hearsay, adapted from what Simon told me later.Argoyne Academy provided three major areas of study. I took the combined Literature and Creative Writing course. An Art department was...

Emme s Education

It was Monday, the first day of my sophomore year at university. While walking to Bradford Hall to attend my first class of the day, I was thinking about how right my decision had been to move with my parents to Florida and attend university there instead of staying in our native England. Of course, I missed my friends and life in our town, but the past year had been wonderful and I looked ahead to an even better year.Kasey, my roomie from last year in the dorms, and I had moved to a...

The Teacher s Pet

Miss Cole was a twenty-four-year-old night school teacher in Houston, Texas. She had long blonde hair and hazel green eyes. She was tall and wore tight jeans and low-cut tops. Many of the adults in her night school class thought that she was very sexy. Every man in class wanted to ask her out, and every woman was jealous of the attention she got from the men.One day Miss Cole held Riley, one of her more talkative students after class for some feedback. Riley was in her third year of night...

Then You Wear It 1

Ok, so, since you asked, this is how it all happened. It's kind of a long story, but... if you'll stick with me, I think you may find it interesting. XXX "Oh, doesn't she look stunning," my wife, Opie, sighed as she watched her little sister, resplendent in her white lace, form fitting, post- ceremony dress swing her legs into the limousine to leave on her honeymoon. "She does, Ope," I agreed. "She's a beautiful girl, but I got the best of the bunch." "Oh, stop it." She...

The Evolution of Carol 2

Carol broke the kiss and sat up looking at Bob as she said, “I love sucking your cock now and the taste of your cum. I love sharing it with you. Do you like your own taste? I love it.” Bob smiled and kissed her and sucked her tongue into his mouth. She knew he enjoyed the idea as much as she did. She had been stroking his bare ass with her hand and now she raised her hand high and came down sharply on his ass. Bob’s eyes popped open wide and Carol winked at...

Moment of Clarity

She stood in the hallway staring wordlessly at the suitcases, the laptop case, his briefcase. Piled up where she hadn't seen them when she walked in. She walked back into the den and looked at the man sitting in the shadows. "You are insane, Lyle. You are walking out on me and our two sons ... because of one fight! One stupid mistake I made while I was drunk a few hours ago. I didn't have sex with anyone. I didn't betray you. You are certifiable." When he didn't answer she started...

Women Conniving Manipulating Scheming

I remember the first time I saw Delwyn, that’s Del to his friends, I’d agreed to go this political seminar with my sister. My oldest sister’s name is Vonda. By the way my name is Sherry, as in Sherry Van Dyke. All three of my siblings; I mean Vonda, Nancy and Chelsea are older than me, and like our mom and dad, they’re all right wing, conservatives. Yes, they’re Republican to the bone. I guess I’m the black sheep of the family. I’m a left wing liberal. In fact I’m about as left wing as they...

Speak Now or Forever Hold Your Peace

The exact wording varies a bit between the various editions of the prayer books used by different Christian churches, going back to the original Anglican Book of Common Prayer. We may have left beautiful words like "condignly" and "betwixt" behind and we have made language more inclusive – back in 1662 only men were urged to speak up!, but the crux of this early part of the wedding service is the same; the Minister has to ask if anyone knows a reason why the marriage about to be conducted...

Flight to Sanity

Everything had conspired against him that morning. First he'd been delayed getting away from home. Rachel had chosen this morning to demand that he talk to her about some domestic issue or another, but he had explained to her that he had to make a flight this morning. She was clearly unhappy, but had accepted that he would sit down with her tonight, after he had returned from the short trip to Chicago to give his presentation. Well, that, plus the fact that his eight year-old son had come...

Writers Forum

AUTHOR'S NOTES This is a re-write of one of my first efforts. Back then I thought it marvelous to knit improbabilities into spectrums of predilection. But of course it hardly worked, except maybe for readers with checklists. In my re-write, the stretch is a tad more bounded and takes just half the words. And my oh my! That earlier version reads as if I combed through 300 supposedly-erotic stories for sticky-wet adjectives to string together. I apologize to any of you who tried to read it....

Life Just Bounces

This story follows hot on the heels of #7 – Venus In Furs. Dayna and Jo have moved into the gardener's lodge at the rear of Kelly's garden, Dayna is back at work managing the shops, and Jo is convalescing, waiting for her injuries to heal. Saturday afternoon, late August, Jo is lying on a sun lounger in the shade of a large tree, she's wearing just a bikini, not to show off her body, but to let the sunlight help heal the scars across her body. Most of the bruises had gone, but she had...

My Wife The Writer

Thanks goes out to my friend 'Techsan' for editing this story. Chapter 1 I looked in the study and there sat my wife of three years typing away. All her attention focused on her thoughts and transferred to the computer screen. You see, she was a writer. She wanted to become an author some day. Right now she was totally focused on writing short stories. We met a little over four years ago. I was in my forties and she was twenty at the time. I decided to go back to college at night and get...

W32 GIBE B MM

Foreword: I wrote some of my past stories by request of my fans. In a way, I could also say that this story was written by request. However, it would probably be more accurate to say that this story was provoked than requested. Part 1 of this story is true. Some militant feminist recently started sending me flame mail accusing me of hating women because I write about submissive women enjoying rough sex. When she sent me a computer virus by munging her email address to make it seem like it came...

Duckling

Only another ten minutes, Wilma Pettigrew thought. One last effort before the weekend! "Another basic plot, anyone?" Her eye roamed the classroom, seeking just one student who wasn't either asleep or already packing books away ready for the great escape to freedom. "Charlotte?" "Cinderella, Miss," Charlotte offered, her eyes rolling to the ceiling. "Very good. Beautiful girl, ugly sisters, which one gets the prince ... one more, anybody? One of you boys. Gerald?" Startled, the...

The Phantom of the Subway

Copyright© 2004 The woman had huge, haunted eyes. Only two stops to go. Once again he had blown it. He still hadn't connected with the mysterious lady in the trenchcoat. But then, you just didn't talk to strangers on the New York subway. If you knew what was good for you, you didn't even look them in the eye. But he might never see her again. Ron considered himself something of a superstud. His looks were nothing to write home about, but that had never stopped him from making it with...

The Date

They had been married for six years and went together for a year before that. After all that time she knew her husband inside and out. He wasn't going to like it. Still ... she had to try. It was such a worthwhile cause. Even if he didn't like it, it was for charity; really ... how could he say no? She'd been rehearsing ever since her friend told her about the event earlier that day. She had it all planned out. She waited until after dinner and everything was quiet. His stomach was full and...

The Term Paper

I’d met this girl in one of my classes. Jenny’s her name. There had been instant electricity between us. She’s small, slender, and blond with a great ... uh ... behind. Sitting near her in class, it’d been natural to say hello and chat about school work. That she’s attractive and sexy added to the delight. Jenny and I had taken to having lunch after class several days each week, initially talking about class work and comparing notes. Later we began to open up about ourselves. We’d developed...

Sex Ed

Chapter 1 The day started off as a very normal one. It was a rainy, bring your umbrella to School day. I had that Monday morning burn out feeling, after having a heavy party hardy weekend. My very sexy College English Literature teacher walked in the door. When she moved her hips from side to side, I could almost hear a drum roll go off inside my head, and that rear end motion, was really heart throbbing. She was without a doubt, the sexiest teacher I ever had. I must of had enough wet...

Rage Against the Machine

I was feeling angry. I knew that part of my anger was due to writing my life history. Reliving the bad things that had happened to me was opening old and serious scars. My emotions were running in chaotic spurts as I recalled the various wounds my psyche had taken. I wanted, or needed, I wasn't sure which James to spank me and then fuck me 'til I was pregnant. That last I was sure was a want. But being spanked? That was confusing me. Until I'd relived the memory of the first time Mr. Jacob...

University Challenge

"Hi! I'm Alan Whitman! This isn't a pick up line ... we're supposed to mix and meet people, aren't we!" "Hello, Alan! Stella Morgan! Thanks for talking to me: I'm not very good at this sort of thing!" "Me neither! So what course are you on, Stella!" "Well I originally applied for English Literature; but I think if you find out you don't like it, you can change. How about you, Alan?" "Telecommunication Engineering. Yes, it is flexible, but I hope that I don't have to change!...

Housekeeping Miracle

"Your references are excellent Miss. As you know my previous housekeeper of thirty years recently passed away; that dear lady was a paragon of efficiency. My life has been in total disarray without her. I have been taking my meals at the university cafeteria; a depressing experience to say the least and my house is in absolute shambles." "Well sir, I know I can't replace that dear lady but I can clean and cook and many other things you should want." "You were employed lately at the...

Heaven In The Mountains my Trip To The City

The trip down the mountain is spectacular, but dangerous. The melting snow causes the small creeks and streams to become frantic torrents. We have to be careful that the horses don't slip in the mud and lose their footing. A trip that should have taken four hours ends up taking ten! During the descent, we talk about how and when we are going to meet again; it seems like the best subject. If the plans that Jayden's parents made prior to the storm are still in place, Jayden will be leaving...

Heaven In The Mountains thanksgiving Day

As we drove into the driveway, Alishia was waiting. "Jayden, wake up! You are home." Jayden's face is glowing as she shakes the sleep from her eyes. She gives my arm a squeeze. "Uncle Don that was a wonderful weekend: everything was perfect. It will take me hours to record it in my diary. I feel so complete. I still tingle all over." "I hope you keep your diary in a safe place. I don't want anything to come between us." "I keep it on my computer. It is encrypted with a password....

Honeypot

Copyright© 2005 by Kien Reti I ripped open the door when I heard the screams. Tanya was wailing hysterically. She had an ugly bruise under one eye and deep abrasions on her bare breast. Her bathrobe was in tatters. "What in the hell happened, baby? Did you fall and hurt yourself?" "He tried to rape me!" What? "Rape? Rape you? Who? There's nobody here but the two of us." I looked for signs of forced entry, but the bathroom window was shut tightly, locked, and its glass was intact....

Inside Out

London, England. July 2003. " ... and then Britney Spears dropped her pants!" the fop in the tan suit declared. "Can you believe it? I actually saw her in public, and she dropped her pants!" "Excuse me, Mr. Shaw," the man walking next to him said with a growl as they exited Heathrow Airport's main terminal. "Please shut your mouth." "Mr. Shaw? Doug, we've known each other for almost a day now. I was hoping you'd call me Dave." "Okay. Dave." Doug Ramsay frowned and adjusted...

M Summer Vacation

Oh, PUH-LEEZE! Did she just say that? Did a twenty-first century professor of literature and composition assign an essay on 'My Summer Vacation' to her class of twenty-first century students? I believe the last time I was given this assignment was in the forth grade. Professor Hixon continued, "You can make it as long or as short as you want as long as it's at least a thousand words. You can use as much slang, idiom and dialogue as you want. This essay will be graded on originality and its...

My Hot Teacher

My English Lit teacher is blonde, twenty-nine, married, with a two year old child and hot. Every male in the school over puberty lusts after her, staff and pupils. She wore two types of skirts both short, that showed off her long slim legs to perfection, the first was really short and tight hugging hers hips and barely covering her bum, the other type which I preferred was slightly longer but more flouncy and soft that moved and swayed when she walked. Also tight fitting low cut tops that had...

Friday or Girls Night Out

based on characters and a sketch by stev2244 Friday. Bleccch. I hated the day of the week that everyone else seemed to live for. By mid-afternoon, no one was doing any work. That was okay; we were always far enough ahead that it didn’t matter. The problem was that everyone was chattering away about where they were going that night, who they were going with, and what they were going to do to him or her afterward. I put my earbuds in, turned them up loud, and concentrated on the code review...

How We Began Swinging

Dear Reader. I'm an Australian writer and use English spelling and Australian slang. If you can't with the fact that at times words will end in 're' or that there will be a 'u' in colour, please stop reading now. (Yes, we've had complaints.) CUCK WARNING! This story also contains married folk enjoying sex with other people. If that subject matter offends, stop reading now. If you've read that warning and still choose to send us an anonymous email, our response to you is at the end of...

Notebook Excerpts

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

Hooked

"So why do they call you Hook?" Sasha Taylor asked. "When I was in college I got caught up in a theater production," Hook Benson said. He was the tall, dark, handsome type of man with a day-old growth of beard that was featured on many book covers and women's magazines. "We were doing Peter Pan, and I played Captain Hook." He shrugged. "It stuck." Sasha nodded, her eyes wide. Melanie Stewart watched, secretly amused. The trade show was in full swing, and Hubbard & Associates had...

Bookstore Clerk

Here it is. Jonathan Park took a book from the high shelf and grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket. He wiped a thin layer of dust off the book cover, sneezed, and stuffed the handkerchief back into his pocket. Tucking the book under his arm, he descended the ladder. His customer, a distinguished, grey-haired man wearing a suit and bow-tie, held out his hands eagerly. "Well, my boy, I'm delighted. I never thought you would have this. Old Hendrik van Loon is difficult to find...

Open Minded

"What the fuck?" A bit rough for a beginning, I am aware. Sorry about that. It was my initial reaction, and I'm afraid it's still a very accurate portrayal of what I'm feeling. But I'm getting ahead of myself. I've been aroused by mind control of various sorts for as long as I can remember. Long prior to understanding what erections were, I was experiencing them while watching television show characters "put someone under". It was uncomfortable ... and thrilling, and I spent furtive...

A Golfer s Dream Book III The Real Education BeginsChapter 13 New Year s Surprise

Dave awoke happily squeezed between the two twin sisters. He was facing Kyra's smooth naked back as he held one of her delightful breasts in his right hand. Jana was spooned to his back and he could also feel her round firm breasts pressed against him. He could smell Kyra's sweet coconut-scented hair as he began rhythmically squeezing her breast while he kissed her neck. She slowly woke up and rolled to face him. Normally, morning breath could be a problem but the passion in Kyra's eyes...

A Well Lived Life Book 9 AnalaChapter 25 The Big C

April, 1984, Chicago, Illinois My plans to get my schoolwork out of the way for Joyce’s visit hit a roadblock when I arrived home on Monday. I had a message on my answering machine from the union electrician. His brief message said that there were some changes and additions they wanted, and he asked me to call right away. I sighed and dialed the number he’d left. We spent twenty minutes discussing the changes, and I made copious notes. I looked at my calendar, checked my syllabi, and told...

Long RelieverChapter 9

The Orioles were in the middle of their west coast swing in early June when Susan got a telephone call from Lars Jensen. "I'm in the neighborhood!" he declared. "You're already out for the summer semester?" she said. "No. I'm in Washington. It's a university business thing. But you're only about fifty miles away, and I've got my Avis rental." "I ... wrote to you, Lars, about my ... meeting somebody." "Already in an exclusive relationship?" he said. "I thought we really...

Son of Chronos Book 1 OriginChapter 13

Molly and Jenifer were coming out of a class they shared. Jenifer put her hand on Molly’s shoulder. “You look wasted. What happened?” “Oh God. I was feeling horny last night, so I asked Matt to ride me hard and put me up wet. So, he ordered me and Duchess to his bedroom...” “Who is Duchess” “Remember when Matt said he’d been attacked while talking to William?” “Yeah.” “Well, the Matriarchy agent who attacked him has a submissive streak that was deeply buried until she met Matt. He...

CommunityChapter 17

Tina's view: Sometimes I curl up on the sofa in those rare moments when I need some 'me' time and I think about things. Mommyhood. Little girls always think of being mommies. I did until I realized that my own 'mommy' saw me as a problem to be solved. Fortunately the solution was her own mother, Grandma, who did me right. When Grandma died and I ended up with Mom again, I pretty much decided that motherhood wasn't for me, not if I had a chance of ending up like Mom and me. Rethinking...

A Well Lived Life Book 9 AnalaChapter 80 Penny

December, 1984, Chicago, Illinois Bethany left right after lunch on Sunday. She called to say that she’d arrived back safely, and I decided that it was a good time to call Jennifer. For once, she answered the phone. “Happy birthday, Jen!” I said. “Thanks, Steve!” she said. “I got your gift. It’s lovely.” I’d sent her a fiery-red pendant that I knew would perfectly complement her strawberry blonde hair. “So are you!” I affirmed. “How did you manage to answer the phone?” “Every call today...

The Vampire Kaid Part 1 A Bite In TimeChapter 6

You would think that life would be one big party once Kaid had changed me. Hell, no! The pig made me study in my spare time, literature mostly - like the classics and Shakespeare and so on. It was hard going at first but he was a good teacher and he explained all the hard parts to me until, very soon, I could read those slow, dull books without help. Eventually I discovered they were neither slow nor dull. The writers had a lot to say and they took the trouble to put all their thoughts and...

The Infidelity ClubChapter 2

1993 LAURA The three attractive woman sat around the table picking at salads and enjoying the wine and the company. Friends now for almost a year, the group had solidified into a tight knit circle even though they initially had little in common. Laura Weston was the oldest at 47. Shoulder length deep auburn hair provided the ideal backdrop to her intense green eyes. She shunned exercising, but watched her diet religiously and although no longer possessed of an hour glass figure, she...

Gabatrix MinervaChapter 8 March 3rd 2349

“There...” Ericson said, looking at the body in front of him. It had been over a week. The computer lab was showing signs of tidiness. What was essentially two complete companion bot frames were now merged into one. There were parts still left that were placed near the door, but the body was coming along well. Ericson looked tired but was making significant progress. Minerva’s face was watching the scene intently as she always was. She watched the scientist as he put piece after piece...

A Winning MoveChapter 2

My ride with Milpitas Systems lasted through November. On December 1, I found myself no longer employed, for the first time in eight years. Merry Christmas. Because of my time with the company, I got six weeks' severance, and my rent was paid through December. Getting laid off in December was kind of a double whammy, though, because even in the best of times nobody's hiring during December. It was time for me to economize, which meant that I had to move out of Vida Libre, too. I sold my...

College Daze Our First Year TogetherChapter 9 Cross country Adventure To California

"We all in?" I asked my sister as we got ready to pull out of our parent's driveway. There was a definite sense of deja vu as I slipped the car into reverse, remembering that fateful day that Tandra and I had headed off for Hendrickson University. "God, yeah! Let's put some miles under this beast!" Tandra enthusiastically suggested. "How many miles on it now?" "Umm, six hundred and fourteen," I read the odometer of the new sedan that our parents had bought us just for this...

Foursomes and MoresomesChapter 10

"So what's for dinner?" I yawned lazily. "Probably pizza," Katie replied absently. I was still in bed. Melinda and Yesmine had gotten up a little while before to take a shower, and Red wanted some cuddle time. "I'll tell you what," I started. "Melinda, Mimi and I will take the kids out for dinner and you, Leah and Geoff can have some 'alone time'." My wife perked right up at my suggestion. I could tell she wanted another go at her new male slave and I knew Leah was always up...

The Omega TouchChapter 13 Enlightenment and Darkness

Wednesday, July 15, 2009 10:00 AM “Miss Sanchez? Good to see you this morning. Please, come in.” Amanda Weaver stood up from behind her desk and greeted the three as they entered her office. “I trust you are in better spirits today?” “Yes. Much better,” Tricia said, smiling and shaking the lawyer’s hand. “Thank you so very much for helping me last night.” “My pleasure. And who do we have here?” “These are my friends and roommates. This is Annie. Annie Friedman.” Annie extended a hand...

The HeirChapter 2

The ambient light was bright enough that I could see that the tunnel came to an end after only a few feet. It terminated at a large, steel door, the kind you expect to see on bank vaults, except it was completely smooth. There was no latch, no wheel, no combination dial, no electronic keypad, not even a keyhole to open it. Of course, my imagination was going crazy as I pictured stacks of hundred-dollar bills and bars of gold hidden behind the door, but there was no visible way to get to it....

To Murder and CreateChapter 4

In ancient Judea, the way to allow the land to regain its vigor was to let it lie fallow periodically. Doubtless there was a relationship between the religious day of rest and allowing fields to rest that was approved by our ancestors, and so the fields were rested every seventh year -- a sabbatical year. Similarly, several thousand years later, it was felt that the intellectual soil needed to rest from time to time, and so the sabbatical year for professors came about. A time for rest, for...

TutorChapter 1 Acquaintance

One day early in December, I went to the cafeteria to join Pete for lunch. There were two girls with him. I knew one of them. Her name was Macy, a tall redhead majoring in business. I wasn't sure if she was Pete's girlfriend, as she wasn't the only one I had talked to on phone or had seen together with Pete. All phone calls from girls were for Pete. I rarely got phone calls for myself. The other girl was shorter and had long light brown hair. When I went over to the table, we were...

Editorial LicentiousnessChapter 1

"IT'S THE USUAL sack of shit. Don't these writers ever take notice of anything we tell them? Look at this latest batch of stories: every single one of our guidelines has been ignored - and I've only read the first page of each." Loretta van der Koekhuis slid the pile of typescripts to the edge of her desk. "Deal with them, Fantasy-girl!" "Do I have to, Boss?" Willy rolled her enormous blue eyes and fluttered her inch-long eyelashes, picking at the dog-eared wad of paper on top of...

TutorChapter 7 New Home

Pete told me that Jane didn't get pregnant. Pete even admitted to me that he actually felt for Jane and referred to her as his girlfriend. He told me he had many girlfriends in the past but never had such a feeling he was having with Jane. I suggested he should carry additional condoms in his wallet. In fact I knew I had to carry them in my wallet from now on. I had been performing very well in my classes. I even got a good grade in my English class with helps from Stephanie. She did very...

Duty and Duplicity Book 5 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 14 The palace of perversions

Giuseppe arrived at my hotel in his carriage promptly at the time he had stipulated. Neapolitans have a reputation of being tardy at keeping appointments, but both Francesco Caracciolo and Giuseppe di Campania showed this to be a canard. I joined Giuseppe in the carriage, and we sped off to Cleopatra’s Palace, situated a little way south of Naples, towards the base of Mount Vesuvius. As we rumbled along a well maintained road Giuseppe regaled me with stories of the great and the good of...

Gordy on WalkaboutChapter 23 Renewal in Sydney

I registered, thanked Cook and went for a walk across the bridge to the more fashionable side of Batemans Bay. I walked back to the hotel, went to my room and took a long shower. I got dressed and went down for lunch on the terrace. I had a salad and a beer and went back to my room. I must have slept as it was 15:00 only a minute or two later. I washed my face and went back to the terrace. I took volume II of Sturt’s Narrative with me. I was well into 1846 when a voice asked “How was the...

A Good ManChapter 3 The World Turned on its Head

Periods five and six, the whole of the afternoon session, consisted of double English Literature. Hannah Pattison was a great teacher, one of my favourites and probably one of everyone else’s favourites too, and I always looked forward to her lessons. She had this way of prodding your thinking in the right direction so you could see stuff in a story that you would never have seen on your own, or rather you’d have seen it but not realised you’d seen it if that makes any sense. English Lit was...

Love s MastersChapter 1 New Image

On the first day of my sophomore year of high school, I skipped my Algebra 2 class to fuck a freshman in the boy’s locker room. “Oh Shepherd,” Connie Whittingham moaned as I fucked her tight virginal pussy while she was on her hands and knees on the coach’s desk. “Oh, Shepherd!” I slowed down and said, “Yes, my child?” Connie panted and said, “I wish ... Can I...” Connie turned around and inhaled my cock into her throat. I resisted rolling my eyes, for this was the third time she had...

To Be or Not to Be a DoctorChapter 3

The next day, when calling his parents, Tony decided to try talking in Tamil. “This weekend I am bringing someone home.” His mother was astonished. “What? You are speaking Tamil?” “Yes, I am speaking Tamil.” “How did you learn it? Who is coming?” “Her name is Manjula. She comes from Sri Lanka.” At hearing a female name his mother excitedly burst into rapid Tamil far too fast for him to follow. “Slower? Slower ... yes, she taught me ... can she stay Saturday night? ... she likes puttu...

The VaseChapter 15

The next day the Amazon and I went to Red Hook to the county administration offices. Before entering I called the old flapper at her Montauk mansion from a phone booth. She wanted to come up except for two problems: where to stay and the baby. The Annandale Inn wasn't suitable. Either one of two extremes, camping or a fancy hotel would do. I told her I'd look into either. The baby proved problematic, but mentioning her made me realize I longed to see her. The old flapper dedicated herself...

Karma Doesn t Have to Be a BitchChapter 5

I whispered, “That was so wonderful. That was the best deflowering any girl ever had. You make me so happy my love. I love you so much Flynn. I’m so glad we are married and are going to be together forever. Did you like it baby? Do you want to fuck me again and again for the rest of our lives?” He kissed me and whispered, “You are the best baby. Nobody is better. No one is even close. A guy just needs a little time after something so wonderful. It’s just one of those differences between men...

Robert JenkinsChapter 10

Sunday evening I went to the fraternity house for supper where I met the pledges. They all seemed so young and eager. There I met Beauregard Lauder of Lauderdale County Mississippi. He introduced himself, "I'm Beauregard Lauder, but everyone calls me Colonel." He offered his hand and we shook hands. "I was away when you joined the chapter last spring, but Thornton spoke most highly of you. I wanted to welcome you. A noncommissioned officer with the Combat Infantry Badge and multiple...

Senior Year Part IChapter 16 If Dogs Ruled the World

Saturday October 15 I woke up and was surprised I didn’t hurt as much as expected after hitting Pete Yoder last night. Chuck had collected my bodycam footage before he’d gone home for the night, and I was sure I would hear from Fritz today. I shudder to think what would have happened if those guys had pounded on me. All I knew was that once I was well again, I would have made it my mission to do them some serious damage. This combination rib/hip injury was no joke. Duke did a little dance at...

A Well Lived Life Book 8 StephieChapter 17 A New Start

March, 1983, Chicago, Illinois We chatted amiably for the forty-five minute drive to the apartment. I found out that Rosie was the oldest of three kids, the other two being boys, and that she’d graduated near the top of her class. She’d dated some in High School and had gone to both her Junior and Senior Proms, but with a different guy friend each time. She had taken some ballet when she was little, but quit once puberty started and her body shape didn’t work. She rode horses and enjoyed...

Island DelightChapter 12 Botany

Wednesday Brenda Oliver woke up feeling vastly better than the day before. After their late afternoon nap on Tuesday, the pair had gotten up and dressed, and driven down to the Leilani Resort at the other end of the beach. It wasn’t much different than the Haka Nuva Inn, and they had dinner there before returning and going to bed. Now, completely over her hangover and well rested, Brenda hopped out of bed happily when the alarm went off. Steve cracked an eye open and said, “You look happy...

ProdigyChapter 18

And so now, three days later, she lay asleep, snuggled naked against him, her body warm and deliciously fragrant, tender and, he recognized, very sensual. The fourteen year old noted her soft and moist lips, her now tousled long honey blonde hair, the high cheekbones, and soft features which gave his sister a face which was, if not cover girl beautiful, nonetheless quite attractive. Teamed with the firm breasts and hips, an hourglass waistline and curvaceous legs Katy had certainly been worth...

Dorm StoryChapter 2

Ali froze, her fingers still inside herself. She couldn't take her eyes from Jaime's. She tried to swallow, but her mouth was dry. Jaime's eyes drifted closed and she let out a long loud snore. She had been asleep the whole time, Ali told herself. She slid her fingers from her crotch and put her knees down. Carefully, so as not to get any of the sticky goo on her sheets, she pulled her arm out from under the covers and pushed them back. She got up and her bare feet slapped on the linoleum...

World BeneathChapter 4 Doors

Valentine and I walked into the church together and I immediately paused to make use of the restroom. I didn't have to pee, I hadn't felt that particular need since Valentine had bitten me, which seemed a rather happy benefit of my new condition. Merely I wanted to check my appearance, as becoming a vampire had little changed my vanity, such as it was. The clothes I wore had come from the girl I'd fed on - murdered - and they were simple and tasteful. A white button down blouse with a wide...

TriptychChapter 32

THIS WAS A WEEK when I needed to accomplish great things. It was the last week before classes started at SCU and I’d be tied up in freshman orientation for a good part of it. But I’d never had so many canvases started and unfinished. I decided I was going to have to move my work to the new studio and set regular times there to really work. I had an exhibition coming up and suddenly four or five months didn’t seem like any time at all. I was up early on Monday morning so I could get moved and...

GameplayerChapter 26

Sam was bone-tired, frustrated, and unhappy with the lack of progress. He still had no line on the mystery Chevy; only a fair-to-poor description of the suspect; little confidence that the suspect remained in the area, and few ideas about how to keep the investigation going. The film taken from Emma Majeski's cameras had been developed, and the photographs told him nothing. All three rolls of film were filled with nature shots, mostly birds. Emma's car had revealed no useful fingerprints...

Things I Never Told My WifeChapter 7

IT WAS MID-SUMMER, about the time I was starting my run through the young women at theatre camp, when Oppenheim told me to go to the office and take a message from my mother. Mrs. Oppenheim brought me around the desk and handed me a pad with the words “Call home,” and a phone number I didn’t recognize. Of course, I called the number I knew by heart first, only to be told the line was not in service. I hastily dialed the number on the note. “Hello?” “Mom? Are you okay? Why isn’t our phone in...

ComrieChapter 66

It was nearly midnight when Ray unlocked the door to Jan's apartment. He eased it open until he could slip inside without letting in very much light from the hall. Pausing, he looked around the barely lit room. He quickly determined that the layout was very similar to Alena's condo, so he started toward the bedrooms. Entering the hall he could see that both bedroom doors were open. Inside the first bedroom, he saw someone on the bed. After taking out a syringe containing a drug, he slipped...

Roomies Summer BreezeChapter 3

"Uh. Uh. Uh. Uhhh." Pam Maguire panted. Closing her mouth, she strove to breathe through her nose. That lasted only a few moments before she began to gasp for breathe again. She redoubled her efforts. Sand flew from under her feet. Her eyes were fixed on a striped pole ahead of her that indicated tide levels. She had broken into her sprint when she had judged she was about a hundred yards away from that marker. She held her arms at chest level, swinging them in time with the pumping of her...

A Bettered LifeChapter 3

On Thanksgiving morning, disaster struck before Will was even fully dressed. He had slept until eight o'clock, successfully ignoring the noises of increasing foot traffic in the house. When he was finally unable to sleep through the rising sounds of activity in the kitchen, he got up and gathered his toiletries bag. There was a guest bathroom, thankfully, so he didn't have to trek all the way upstairs only to be afforded the possibility to see his brother in boxers and bare-chested—or...

A Bettered LifeChapter 7

Claire's place was a small single-level brick house in the suburbs, on a street not too different from Bob's neighborhood. There was a small covered porch, and a tiny strip of garden right underneath one of the windows where Claire was growing a variety of kitchen herbs. The front lawn was as modest as the rest of the place; Will guessed that it probably only took a half dozen passes with a push mower to traverse the front yard. The other houses on the quiet cul-de-sac looked like they had...

Carstairs of ArabiaChapter 18 Teach her a Lesson

I suppose it’s only normal that you take on the English accent to which you are most often exposed. In my case it started when BBC 1 and 2 were made available on the Dutch cable network. I loved almost every show they put on and that shaped my theretofore rather unremarkable Dutsj Ekssent. Well, Lexy grew up watching shows and films like Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Beverly Hills 90210, Clueless, The Twilight Saga and related TV trash. Not every character on those shows speaks Valley Girl, but...

College Collage MChapter 2 Study Dates

Andy found second quarter registration easy. The courses he had taken were year courses, even if he was taking X102 instead of X101. (Or Calculus 202.) They met at the same time in the same place, and nobody – or, at least few enough people —wanted to insert themselves into those sections that they filled up before he got to register. He even took weight-lifting at the same time. He called on Thursday to ask Marilyn for another movie date the next Tuesday. She sounded pleased when she...

The Love ExpressChapter 4 But We Don rsquo t

March 14th, 1995, 5:07 PM EST Pennsylvania Station Harrisburg, PA The silence was soft and sweet, the kind of good silence that can exist between two people when they feel that there is no longer anything to communicate in order to reach understanding. They loved each other. They needed to sit and ponder that. No more doubts, nothing to wonder about anymore. Now they had to wonder how this was going to work, because they were going to make it work. George drifted with the lights off holding...

Amber in BetweenChapter 2

I was up bright and early and ready to tackle the world. I'm always that way after a night of sex. Guys get tired, girls get energized, and in my case it always carried over to the next day. I didn't linger in bed and reluctantly get up. No, I was out of bed, showered, dressed, and made up, all set for whatever the day would bring. We'd already had an "Incoming Students Orientation", so I knew where my classes were. I was on the college track, and that meant a heavy class load. I...

New PleasuresChapter 15

"There are hardly any bluebells left," Abi moaned as we fought our way through the trees. "Are you sure this is the spot?" "Yep. And yes, there won't be any this time of year as they have all died out. You are going to have to wait eight months or so," I told her and she sighed, as she put her bag down. "But then you should know that as I did tell you yesterday." Abi pouted. "It is still bonnie and peaceful though, isn't it?" "Very," I muttered with a smile. "It's a...

Living Next Door to Heaven 220 Producer

Literary Criticism was only a one semester course, so my new class schedule put Public Oral Communication in that time slot. I couldn't believe I was going to be in yet another speech class, but it was a degree requirement. My record in giving speeches according to the rules of public speaking was uneven. Still, you would think I'd get some credit for doing a half-hour demonstration every week on television. But, no. And I was missing my second class. Instead, Rhonda had a death grip on...

Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 18 School Days

I checked my class schedule and saw that two of my classes in the Art building were back-to-back on Tuesday through Thursday. Both were lectures in the same room at ten and eleven. Then I had to truck halfway across campus for my Literature and the Arts course. My last class of the day wasn’t until three o’clock and was the only ‘art’ class I had. At least what I considered art. That was my Drawing Concepts and Methods class. My last class was the Colloquium in Art and it met irregularly,...

Hyperactive AlexChapter 11 Harvest

The early fall was a time of changes for Alex, Rachel and Emily. Emily, Alex's beautiful, athletic twenty-year old lover had several bouts of anxiety from her brush with violence. Alex provided strong shoulders to cry on, but the not-yet-seventeen year old Rachel was the real glue in their relationship. She was changing from a wide-eyed explorer of bisexual delights to a wise, patient and loving center of their little family. Yes, family. Rachel's long conversations with Emily, Alex, and...

PlushChapter 22

"Mon Dieu, " Fanny spoke just loud enough to be heard in the disco. "He is you!" 'Only handsome," I replied garnering two light punches from my girls. "You are more handsome," said Fanny. "But he is beautiful." Shrugging, I could only agree. If my nose and the rest of my face had been symmetrical instead of slightly off and I had deep black hair and lean yet pronounced muscles including flat, rippling abs and a perfectly round butt, and I was deeply tanned to the point of being...

BarbaraChapter 8

It was mid-December and Bobbie was packing the few clothes she had that still fit for their trip to Maui. As she did, she reflected on the last few months and on the words Andy Cartwright had said at their lunch. The little girl had been precisely right: Now she wished that Tom had beaten her into unconsciousness every day. What she had been experiencing for the last few months had been far worse. The worst times were the two trips to Hawaii Marie had made in the fall. The first one lasted...

Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 28 Still Life

I held Char in my arms Sunday night as we cuddled in bed. We’d gone to a movie for our date. Not the kind of art film that Mary and I usually saw. Oh, no. Charmaine wanted to see the new Predator movie. There were only a dozen girls in a theater with close to a hundred boys. It’s a guy flick. Ragtag bunch of soldiers—one token woman, of course—are all that stand between an upgraded Predator and the destruction of the human race. I had no idea that Char had that dark side to her. “I want to...

Problems and SolutionsChapter 8

“Did you ever think about how much Australia resembles the American West?” “Are you kidding?” Rachel responded. It was Saturday. Patrick had narrated his meeting with Madam Minister, and Rachel had finished her gallery review for the Herald. Patrick had picked up another of his boyhood favourites, Riders of the Purple Sage. “Listen, the is the first chapter of Riders: ‘She wanted the sleepy quiet pastoral days to last always. Trouble between the Mormons and the Gentiles of the community...

A Friend in NeedChapter 12

It was a few days before Principal Martin stopped Greg in the hallway. "I wanted to let you know I have gotten some calls from parents and church leaders about your group. I told them that students are allowed to pass out flyers and that the school has nothing to do with the group or the literature. I just thought I would warn you that since they can't stop you through the school, you might be hearing from them." "Thank you, Mr. Martin. I appreciate you giving me a heads-up on...

Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 33 Performing

Ariel wanted permanent paint when I showed her my design. I didn’t think that was a great idea. Her entire body would be covered, including face and hair. We finally agreed that from her neck down I would use the acrylic paint but above it would be watercolor. I promised she would still look like my sex doll. I was thankful she was willing to do the acrylic. And thankful she was a small girl. It was going to take us days to finish this project. I thought how in my initial interview the...

Of Our Hell and HeavenChapter 2 Living in hell

It's an obsession; I'm obsessed with my lover, Sophie, who is also my biological mother. I just don't care; I'm in love with her and I must find her. I tried to make contact with her; I send e-mails to her, but they came back labeled 'Unknown user', she must have changed her e-mail account. I looked up the Buenos Aires yellow pages and found her phone number. I called her home, answered by a maid the first two times. I didn't understand her and she didn't understand me. It was late...

Futa Cum Laude 01 Daphne s Umi s Summer LessonsChapter 2

“Hell hath no fury as a woman scorned...” Dr. Arthur Jackson pushed back in his black leather office chair as he paused his statement. “But that’s not the full excerpt. Does anybody know the full, unabridged version of this work?” His tranquil green eyes scanned his five students spread throughout the room. “Daphne?” He called out after a painful silence. Daphne Macron’s slender hand raised just above the crown of her straight blonde hair. She wiggled her athletic hips on the hard seat to...

Sam s Curtiousity Chapter 3

“I don’t understand how he picked up that Mencken!” Rachel fretted. “American literature,” Patrick responded. “Those shelves have our American literature. Twain died in 1910, Mencken around the middle of the century. Fitzgerald, Hemingway and Faulkner are there, too. And others. They’re the easy parts of the taxonomy.” “What do you mean?” “Well, what about T.S. Eliot, W.H. Auden and Saul Bellow ... or even Henry James?” “Why are they problems?” “Well, Eliot was born in the US, but spent...

Sow and ReapChapter 23 Fulfilled and Yet Unsatisfied

When I knocked on the door, a middle-aged woman opened it. "Yes?" "Good morning. I am Kaiba Seto. Is Kajiki available?" "Good morning. Come in." She said cheerfully. "Ryota?" She yelled upstairs. "You have a guest, son." She looked at me again. "I'm sorry; you said your name was?" "Kaiba." I repeated, just a bit amused. No one had ever asked me twice. "Thank you. It's Kaiba." She yelled. From above a male voice – not my classmate – answered. "Tell him to wait, boy....

Salamander 2Chapter 11

Mandy I wasn't very keen to go into school on Thursday. I didn't feel very safe and it had kept me up a lot of the night worrying about it. In the time I did sleep, I had several nightmares. I woke up a few times in a cold sweat terrified, with images of Stacy coming at me with various weapons burned into my brain. In the end, I went at Gwen's insistence that this was exactly what these bullies wanted, for me to give up. I met with D and we walked in to school, I was quite apprehensive,...

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