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The sun was setting over the western hills bathing the valley side in a golden glow. I looked up from my books and decided to take a walk before darkness fell. Our house stood some way above the village and I decided to walk down to sample a pint or two of ale before supper. “I’m going for a walk I may be some time,” I informed the housekeeper before I strode off in search of refreshment. I had not gone many yards before I came across a Nun hurrying towards the village. “Good evening,” I...

Martha TRUE STORY

Martha is my GF...I've been having an afair with her for about three months...this week it started to get a lot more serious. Let me describe her a bit. She is a svelt Latina with blonde hair and generous size tits. I'm not going to pretend I know the cup size...but my wife has Cs and Martha's are larger. Martha works out a lot...and for a woman in her mid-40s, is in excellent shape. In short, she is a totally hottie. But let's not stop there. Martha has the sexiest kisses I have ever known....

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 16A

Twenty teens gathered in the small theater in Anita's building. They were a very mixed group from all over the metropolitan area, some of them rich kids that had attended Anita's earlier party, others were apparently not so rich. A very democratic crowd. I was surprised to see a couple of black couples, an unlikely presence in Memphis. Both couples appeared to be from overseas. Maury sat down front with his coterie of seven or eight admirers, all of them in suits. Chris sat in the farthest...

Martha Space MadamChapter 13 The House

When Martha opened her eyes she was in a strange room she had never seen before; it was not just strange to her, there really was something very odd about it, but her mind could not quite grasp what it was. She was lying on a bed and there was a light coverlet over her, but she was completely naked and could not see her clothes anywhere. Then she realised what was so odd; this room was dedicated wholly to sleeping. Every other sleeping room she had ever been in was also used for other...

Martha Takes the CaseChapter 7

Martha was sweating profusely from the strenuous workout. The two instructors were demonstrating to the other students how to assault from the rear without getting into a disastrous countermove that would reverse the situation. She was playing the role of the victim as usual because she looked so innocent and unaware of her surroundings. The instructors were new replacements for the police academy but were "moonlighting" at the martial arts dojo with Martha's recommendation to the master....

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officer who worked the city. worked a predominately black area for few years. had dinner at local church and from there had invites to homes. I would visit the homes as invited at dinner time. One such invite was Martha. She was widow woman who had c***dren older than me. But she cooked good food and just tired of no one to cook for. Martha and I talked about her life and mine. I looked at pictures I thought was her daughter, NO that's me. I was 26 and had 2 c***dren by that time. She still...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 11C

Wednesday morning I didn't open my eyes until I heard Martha getting dressed on the other side of the room. I turned onto my side and saw her slipping a belt through the loops of her skirt. She smiled at me, a little sleepy but happy. "Did I wear you out?" I groaned, "Yes." "We can rest tonight." She fetched shoes from the closet and set them on the floor by the bed, then she sat on the bed, embracing me and snuggling into my neck. "You certainly have me in a great mood for doing...

The Gooseberry

Early on a Tuesday evening in a trendy bar in central London, 2 women are having a drink together. The place is quite busy, but not crowded, and the women have one of the good tables by the window. The women are Americans on a short holiday together, a 4 day break from their usual routine back home in Chicago. They arrived pretty late last night and so this is their first full day. Flying back on Friday afternoon, so lots to squeeze in. The women look of similar age, one of them maybe a couple...

Martha Takes the CaseChapter 5

The sound of a jackhammer from the park across the street filtered through Martha's pulled curtains and right through the ear plugs she had placed inside her sensitive ears to insure getting a much needed rest before striking out on a search for a suspect with plausible motivation in her niece's death. She had no doubt it was a homicide even though the original coroner's report indicated that it was either accidental or suicide. She had to laugh at the suicide aspect because she couldn't...

Martha Me

100% fiction! My cousin had just turned 18 years old, she was a Beautiful 5'3" 115 lbs. of Firey Red Haired passion. She had 38c Breasts and a tiny 26 inch waist with a 38 in Ass to die for. Long Red Hair to her Ass and Green Eyes. She had just finished her 11th grade finals and was home for summer vacation. I was visiting my Aunts for the summer, I'm 29 years old, 6'1" and weighed 170 lbs. with Brown Shoulder Length Hair and Brown Eyes. My Aunt and her Husband both worked graveyard shifts so...

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Martha has always enjoyed Martha has always enjoyed light bondage, having her four limbs lightly restrained, and blindfold. Jorge, her husband, never really enjoyed it and for Martha it left her not feeling completely sexually satisfied. Just because Martha does not get her light bondage like she likes it does not mean that she is not please with Jorge. For her it is one thing that she has accepted that may only happen on a rare occasion and for her she has found using her vibrator at night...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 20F

In April I drove my car one Saturday afternoon to the Liberty Cash Grocery Number 23 to deliver some papers to my stepdad. I parked in front of the store, along the curb on Exchange Street. It was a mildly chilly, pleasant early April day. 1959 was underway. The 60's and graduation and college were ahead. I didn't know it then, but I was more ready for the 60's than the 60's were. I was making plans for my eighteenth birthday, not far ahead. I was talking to the Army and Air Force, and...

First Nudist Resort Part II Martha s Story

I am Martha. I have dirty blonde hair that goes down to my shoulders. I have 36C breasts a perfect "bubble butt." I am 5'8'' and I shave my cunt. I weigh 110 pouds. I also have blue eyes. Remember I first left because I first did not want my parents to see me naked. Second I did not want to see them naked (that would have been horrible.)Well, anyways I had a day to remember. Well I already became a nudist when I was sixteen (that's a whole different story). Well after I left I went to the pool...

THE ADVENTURES OF ME AND MARTHA JANE

POSTING SOMEONE'S ELSE'S STORY The story herein is told as best as I can recall it. It occurredduring 1948-49-50. There are continued incidents that occurred 1952-58.Over the years I have relived these events countless times, carefullyreconstructing in my mind many forgotten details and conversations -- atone point undergoing hypnosis to recall details or events that lay buriedunder a lifetime of other thoughts and concerns.What follows is presented as clearly as I can remember... The single...

THE ADVENTURES OF ME AND MARTHA JANE4A

I had a bad cold. It was just before Thanksgiving. Wearinga heavy brown flannel robe, I sat up against the headboard asMartha Jane settled near me on the bed and sat Indian-stlye. Inher hand she had a bottle of green cough syrup, a bottle of codliver oil, and a bottle of ear drops. "Okay, hon, time for dessert." "That's not dessert," I complained. "This is dessert for sick folks." She shimmied her hips intothe mattress to get comfy. "Now, let's see, what does thissay...?" She examined the label...

Martha My Dear

This is based on my actual experience with an ex-girlfriend. I write it from her perspective because we would talk about it after our experiences, and the experience is hers, not mine.. I wanted to put it under straight sex, but after reading it over, realized it is a BDSM story. Not as intense as the others in that category, but i realized this was more dominance/submisssion. For BDSM folks, this is about a woman "bottoming from the top", as the story will reveal. Tom and I met at college...

Martha Space MadamChapter 4 Interlude

Things settled down to a steadier pace, with Alan visiting about four evenings a week for his doses of punishments and Martha getting as much sex from him as she wanted. Between straight fucking and his sucking and licking, especially expert when he was being encouraged by a paddled bottom while doing the sucking, Martha did not often bother to suck his prick. When she did, it was usually as a humiliation after he had come several times and couldn't get it up again. Occasionally she wanted...

Martha Finally Cheats

© 2001 LaffWithMe Press "Ohhh... myyy... goddd! You won't believe what just happened." my best friend exclaimed as soon as I opened my door in response to her frantic knocking. "Yikes! Juicy gossip? It must be good, you haven't been this excited since you found out that the Bartlet's boy is gay." "God Martha, I just can't believe that I just saw what I did." We had moved to the living room. I sat on the edge of the sofa. "For god's sake you look like you're going to...

Going off the Deep End Goodbye Martha Jean

Going off the Deep End Goodbye Martha Jean By: Malissa Madison It was spring of 1979, and Don had no idea that he was living three separate lives. All he knew was nothing seemed to be going right. Bills weren't getting paid. But he was making more than enough money. He never remembered buying the weed or the booze. He just knew that it kept happening. Then one night in the middle of his falling apart he got the phone call that seemed to kick it into fast gear. Martha was on the...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 3D

That was a sensuous summer. Mom's relationship apparently ran smoothly for a while and my stepdad-to-be took her out infrequently but regularly. Often it was on weekends when I was with my grandparents or godparents. But now and then they went out on a Friday, and I could be with Martha Jane. Each time, Martha Jane would show up on time and we'd fix dinner for each other, clean up, do a little homework, and then undress each other in the tiny bedroom. Soon the room echoed with our sighs and...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 5B

In December 1953 my Mom married and my stepfather moved into the apartment temporarily while they searched for a new house. The ceremony was little more than a small tea party in a room in the reception house at St. Mary's Church. This being my mother's second marriage, she didn't think a large wedding would be appropriate, and my conservative step-dad agreed. They took over the old bedroom, and I slept on the pullout sofa in the living room. Business problems at my stepdad's supermarket...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 4A

I had a bad cold. It was just before Thanksgiving. Wearing a heavy brown flannel robe, I sat up against the headboard as Martha Jane settled near me on the bed and sat Indian-style. In her hand she had a bottle of green cough syrup, a bottle of cod liver oil, and a bottle of ear drops. "Okay, hon, time for dessert." "That's not dessert," I complained. "This is dessert for sick folks." She shimmied her hips into the mattress to get comfy. "Now, let's see, what does this say... ?"...

Martha Space MadamChapter 28 Losing My Touch

Martha first realised that Jacqui was doing more than expected when Karl started booking her in two hour slots several times a week. Checking the 3V during one of these sessions, Martha was horrified to see that Karl was using a whip which he had brought with him on Jacqui. Karl had already made a series of a dozen or so weals across her back at an angle which showed they were inflicted from one side. As Martha watched Karl moved to the other side of the bed and started again. CRACK! The...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 8A

The week preceding Martha Jane's last weekend of packing before she left her charming apartment near Memphis State was a long, numbing one. As far as I knew, it would be my last chance to spend time with her before she moved to East Memphis under her new stepdad's watchful eye. Although we spoke by telephone briefly during the week and set the schedule for my Saturday visit, there was no mention of what might or might not happen after that weekend. I was too fearful of bringing it up. When...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 11A

I sat dumbfounded while viewing my first foreign language film, so amazed, that at first I didn't feel Martha nudge me with her elbow in the dark theater until she did so insistently. I turned to her. She wiggled her fingers near my face. Understanding, I took her hand in mine. She smiled contentedly and hugged our clasped hands against her thigh over her skirt. She rubbed my arm cozily, and turned back to the movie. I had never seen such a film. The movie was "Bicycle Thief," which had...

Martha Space MadamChapter 3 Tasty

Martha had been studying tapes about relationships like theirs and about sexual practices and now she had decided that with a slave to help her, it would be safe to experiment. The tapes told her that if he didn't want to do something, she would punish him until he did. If they did something and she didn't like it, she would punish him for failing her. If she liked it, she would punish him for not doing it well enough. It was an intoxicating line of thought. She decided to start with...

Martha Space MadamChapter 18 Sentenced

As she expected, there were reprisals over her rejection of the "protection" of Tonio's gang. There were no humans involved in the raid on the House of Joy, only seven-foot high metal policebots. Five of them arrived to take Martha into custody charged, they said, with running a brothel and with forcing girls to work in it. She was, by this time, resigned to going to jail, perhaps for some years; at least she wasn't just being killed without warning, as the Director had been. Eventually...

A Toy Boy for Martha

"Where are you off this afternoon then?" Pete asked me. We'd finished an electrical job which was supposed to have lasted the day but it was only noon so we gave ourselves the afternoon off.I put the mobile phone down and grinned at Pete."I might have known, you’re going to see Martha again aren't you?" he said with a smirk on his face.Martha was a middle aged lady we'd done a job for a month back and I sort of got acquainted with her. She made no secret about her fantasy to have a toy boy and...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 15A

Saturday. In my mind, it was Anita Day. Anita didn't attend the Saturday class. I called her on the telephone the day before. She said she had a busy schedule and wouldn't be at Fiore's, but I was to meet her for the party with her friends at her godparents' home. My exhausting Friday night with Martha and Ronnie had me in a calm mood for handling myself in a sexually civilized manner with Anita. In fact, I found myself hiding out again when I met Anita and we strolled to the expensive...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 15C

During the week, Ronnie set me up with two posing assignments. They went well, although I found myself very restless while trying to hold a single pose for more than fifteen minutes. I posed twice for the same artist, a middle-aged woman in Greenwich Village whose apartment walls were literally flooded with drawings, paintings, and photographs by herself and others. She seemed quite pleased with me, and she gave me some pointers on how to promote myself and register with various services. I...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 20E

One day in early October when I came home very late from school, Mom said as I entered the kitchen, "Oh, there you are. You missed Martha Jane's call. I told her I didn't know where you were. I said tonelessly, "Okay." I opened the refrigerator, looking for something to eat. Mom stood with her hands in the dishwater. "That reminds me, she called a couple of weeks ago, and you weren't here then, either. I guess I forgot all about it." I took a milk carton out of the refrigerator....

Martha Space MadamChapter 22 Opening Night

The opening night arrived all too soon. Everyone outside was a-flutter to find out what would be available at the New House of Joy and everybody inside thought that they weren't going to be ready in time. Promptly at seven o'clock the door opened and Alf and Peter stood there in overalls blocking it. There were about fifty men waiting to get in, and Alf and Peter knew that chucking the unlucky thirty or so out would not be easy. "As you go in, gentlemen, please accept a menu from one of...

Martha Martha Martha

On that fateful day, I had gone out my back door to do some work in a secluded portion of my backyard. As I worked I heard giggles and other sounds coming from behind my lawn shed. Quietly I made my way to the corner and peeked around. There was Martha and her boyfriend, both naked on a beach town. She was on her back, legs up and spread wide with him over her, sawing his pencil cock in and out of her teen vagina. A few more seconds and I heard, “Marty, here I cum. Take it baby, take it...

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I felt the bed move. It caused me to wake. I lay there a few seconds before I realized I was not alone. Lying next to me was my 14-years old neighbor girl. I could her hear her quiet and regular breathing, sleeping soundly in the afterglow of our sex. She appeared not to have a worry in the world. It wasn't like that a few weeks ago though when she was sitting on my couch, sobbing, tears streaming down her cheeks, begging me not to tell her parents what I had just seen. After some careful...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 4D

Martha Jane and my mother helped me walk into our apartment, where they settled me face up on the sofa and placed a wet rag over my face. Mom called the relative who lived closest to us in town, my Grandma Rose Ricci, to hurry over in their car and get me to nearby St. Joseph's Hospital. But Grandma Rose was too distraught to drive and she called my Aunt Frances, who in turn was so distraught she called my Aunt Josephine, who in turn was also so distraught she called her niece, my cousin...

Martha Space MadamChapter 9 Comfort

Martha thought that as she had found Alan so soon after she started work, it would be easy to find another 'sponsor'. She decided to start by trying the dating bars, where unattached people went to meet others of their kind. It was difficult to sort out those she thought of as the 'real' people from the losers and no-hopers who hung about these places, hoping to find a soul-mate who didn't care that there was almost no money, or who thought that a strong hint of soiled underwear was a...

Martha Space MadamChapter 17 Disaster

Some three years after she took over as Madame, a new big-spending customer, Tonio, started using the House of Joy. He was a dream client; a big spender who always wanted the best of food and drink and didn't care what it cost. He always had three or four Submissive or Straight Sex girls for himself and if he brought a 'friend' with him the 'friend' would also have a couple of the Lesbian Section. According to the girls it was an easy evening. Tonio would first fuck one of them hard and...

The Making Of A Gigolo 2 Martha ThompsonChapter 3

She didn’t berate him for cumming in her. In fact, she was insatiable. She loved to cuddle afterwards, and kiss him, saying very little. When he got hard again, she cooed with delight, and pulled him on top of her again. This time, when he talked about impregnating her, she said nothing, and only hummed as he spurted into her again. It was only when they stopped for supper that her senses returned. She’d put on panties, more because she was sopping wet with his semen, than for modesty. He’d...

Martha Takes the CaseChapter 3

It was time for Chief Inspector Tower to face the facts. That was the thought that ran through Martha Goodpenny's brain as she escorted the caterers out the front door of her town house. She strode resolutely back into the study and saw Chief Inspector Tower pouring himself another whiskey from her Harry's private stock. Not that he would have cared being under the sod for more than a few years. "Would you like one, Martha?" She felt more like the guest than the hostess but that was...

Martha Takes the CaseChapter 9

Martha Goodpenny spent a moment looking at her reflection in the hallway mirror. She knew she should feel ashamed of her conduct but she felt far too gloriously good to sink into recriminations at her age. "What is done is done" was her thought as she descended down the spiral staircase. She could not call her terrible behavior back even if she had the inclination to do so which she most certainly did not in her euphoric state of mind. Mister Higgins was already downstairs in the...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 2B

She led me to the bedroom and I jumped onto the mattress, as I usually did, and waited for her to turn out the light and fluff up the pillows, as she usually did. But this time she stood very quietly in the dark near the edge of the bed. She took off her bra and panties. I had seen her bra-less often enough, but now she was totally nude. I remember how she looked, her smoky green eyes and frizzy auburn hair reflecting the moonlight. She was slim but not skinny, slightly curvy in the upper...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 3C

At the time, most of this went right past my very young level of awareness--but I clearly understood that she was troubled. I knew that I somehow had to stay with her and believe in her and help her in some way. I wanted to bring indescribable pleasure and comfort to her. She was making me feel loved and tickly now, and I wanted desperately to do the same for her. I found the folds of her skirt and tried to gather them up, but had a hard time; my hands were too small. She stepped back, not...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 6A

Neither my parents nor Martha Jane's mother were home that week. For the first time, Martha Jane slept overnight with me. When I woke, earlier than usual, the morning sun was just peeking over the rooftops of the project buildings beyond mine. Two radiant shafts of sunlight poured through the bedroom's double window and across the middle of the bed. Martha Jane was not with me, but I knew where she was by the muffled sound of running water behind the closed bathroom door. I could not have...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 7D

Mom convulsed into a tight ball on her side and retched feebly, making a small sticky red stain in the kleenex she held to her mouth. Then she relaxed with a pitiful moan. "What's wrong?" I asked, going swiftly to her side of the bed. She licked her lips clean and tried to catch her breath. Not getting an answer, I raised my voice fearfully. "What's wrong? What happened?" "I'm sick, Speedy. It came on... all of a sudden." "What's wrong? When did it start?" "Called your...

The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary series S11 E17 Martha Randon 36 from Atherstone

We start this week’s show with establishing shots of an old-fashioned market square – cobble stones surrounded by bollards to protect the pedestrian shoppers, then a road around the outside, and beyond that old, whitewashed buildings – shops and pubs, styled to look like Tudor and Elizabethan buildings. Walking toward us, through the crowds, is the familiar round-bellied figure of our jeans and West Ham shirt wearing host – hairy everywhere but the top of his head, it’s everyone’s favourite...

Auntie Martha s magic fingers

My Aunt Martha slid her fingers slowly up and down my pussy lips; skillfully and urgently exploring every fold of my sensitive places. I was now almost naked on her couch, dressed just with a t-shirt.She had found me there rubbing myself just a few minutes before. Her eyes moved up and down my body slowly as my breathing became uneven. I felt my tits bouncing slightly as my tummy twitched when she touched me. I had always loved watching my Aunt as she moved around the house. I was twenty years...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 5E

I whispered, "Let's do this for a while. Just this. Okay?" She swallowed again. "Yes." For a while we silently enjoyed touching and stroking each other with no particular goal in mind other than pleasing ourselves and discovering all the things about us that had changed. As we touched and played we talked. I told her about the plays I'd done, how movies and photography and history had captured so much of my life. She told of her classes, her work, what she had learned. I didn't...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 7C

We reached the top of the stairs. She stood in the middle of the living room and looked about. She sighed downheartedly, "I'm so tired of this." Suddenly she started crying; she frowned and then squinted hard, and her eyes closed and squeezed out small pearly tears that tumbled quickly down her cheeks. "I'm so tired of this," she wept, and covered her face quickly with her hands. I went to her and held her shoulders, letting her lean against me with her face in my chest. For a minute...

Martha Space MadamChapter 10 Discomfort

Her money lasted her nearly a year, in which time she had found no man who could, or would, give her real pleasure; nor had she found a 'sponsor'. It was when she tried to borrow some money from her mother that the problems started. She flatly refused to help Martha and told her if she wanted money she should go out and earn it. Her mother undoubtedly meant she should earn it by getting a job, but Martha had other ideas. The men who had approached her in the various clubs had made a number...

Martha Takes the CaseChapter 2

Several years ago, when her husband had been mugged in an alley in one of the worse parts of the city, Martha had made a promise that the same thing would never happen to her if she could prevent it. That was why she joined the beginning Ju-Jitsu course at the Adult Education center at the Council meeting hall. The instructor was a retired SAS sergeant with a penchant for dishing out pain just to see how much his students could handle. She had almost quit that very first session because the...

Martha and the Bard

... Then will I swear beauty herself is black And all they foul that thy complexion lack. Shakespeare, Sonnet 132 I'll never forget the first time I met Martha. I had never seen a woman so ... so beautiful, so well-proportioned, so words-failing-me-ly amazing to look at. I had also never seen anyone with skin that dark. Martha was the color of fresh-brewed coffee. Not mocha, not tan, not any variation on the theme. She was black. Totally, completely black. It's not a criticism. It's...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 7E

The birthday party went on and on, with no surprises disturbing the world of my dead father's family, nothing changing, nothing learned, nothing decided. Soon everyone was hugging and kissing and saying goodbye. During the party I longed to be anywhere but there. I spent the whole time waiting for next Saturday to arrive. This world was a far cry from the world of Martha Jane, an eternity away from our secrets in the dark, of naked flesh reveling in affection and pleasure, of whispered...

Martha Space MadamChapter 15 A Friend

The middle of the following morning, Jill had gone to the Policebot Station to see what she could find out and the girls were talking about what had happened and what might happen next. They were sitting in the Choosing Room wearing their off-duty clothes, mostly tunics and trousers, though one or two had dresses on, and having a drink from the House of Joy's customer drinks, rather than the innocuous imitations they were more used to. Suddenly, and unannounced this time, more policebots...

Martha Takes the CaseChapter 6

Higgins answered the front door when she rang the bell. She thought that was unusual because he had a retinue of servants to manage the estate and he was a very private person. "I let the servants have the afternoon off, my dear it makes it a lot more homey and private for us to discuss matters." Martha hoped that he meant it just like he stated but she had a gut feeling that he was talking about something else entirely. She had the distinct impression that he was hinting that they would...

Martha Finally Cheats Too Often

She’s not as smart as she thinks – my ending to LaffWithMe’s Martha Finally Cheats URL: http://www.literotica.com/s/martha-finally-cheats LaffWithMe’s story is pretty simple. A story of a thirty eight year old happily married wife (20 years) and mother of two. Wife hears about big cock, wife feels big cock, wife sees big cock, wife becomes a slut for big cock. Continues to fuck hubby, even though she says she can’t even feel him, for months. The end. Another real Laffer. The End? I don’t...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 3A

Just before my 9th birthday my godmother, great-aunt Frances, bought me a new dark brown suit and new shoes for my Confirmation ceremony at St. Mary's Catholic Church. It was a dim, cloudy Sunday afternoon outside; but inside the ornate, high-ceiling Gothic church, hundreds of banks of candles cast a warm, glorious light over everyone in the church. Mom and Aunt Frances and my deceased father's mother, Grandma Rose, drove me to the front entrance and let me out on the sidewalk while Aunt...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 7F

Just before Easter, Martha Jane called and said that Mr. Buchanan's Easter present to her and her sister Evelyn would be to marry their mom soon after Easter and move all of them into his big East Memphis home. Martha Jane had mixed feelings about it. "I'm glad for mother," she told me over the phone. "But I don't know if I can live in that house. He's nice. But he's still a redneck and I just can't seem to work past that fact." "At least you won't have to spend the rest of your...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 20D

On the last Sunday evening in August, 1958, I was overseeing the early evening cleanup at the Tremont Cafe when I received a telephone call just after the dinner rush. I stood behind the service counter talking to one of my Uncle Johnny's old railroad buddies when Grandma Rose answered the phone. "Butch, honey?" she called from the front corner of the store, near the cash register. "You got a phone call, Butch." "Who is it?" I asked. "I dunno, Butch, but it's for you." This...

Martha Takes the CaseChapter 8

It was another one of those damp mornings that seemed to wait forever before the sun finally broke through the haze. Martha had spent the entire night tossing and turning and trying to figure out how to get the solid evidence she needed to convince the prosecutor to detain Mister Han on murder charges. She was more than reasonable convinced he was the guilty party but he had covered his tracks well. Of course, he was a professional trained assassin and had plenty of practice on how to deceive...

Marthullis Where Love Is

Copyright© 1996, Jim MacLaughlin From The Journal of the Mage, Marthullis... A loud verbal explosion emanating from the Duke's study caused those loitering in the outer hallway to start violently. Only my preoccupation with my own problems kept me from jumping as well. Since my concern was a very knotty problem indeed, I had been paying only enough attention to my whereabouts to avoid running into people. The sudden start, and uneasy sidling toward the nearest exit of the half dozen, or...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 2A

I believe that Martha Jane, like me, was mostly curious at first. And it seems that my surprise and delight at our intimacy was matched only by her own surprise and delight at my enthusiasm and cooperation. But we never mentioned our secret to each other when she visited my Mom, nor when we greeted on the front porch on our way to school in the mornings that followed. Several weeks later, a few days after Christmas, the city was inundated by a heavy winter snow--something Southern cities...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 4B

Two technicalities that didn't particularly plague me at that time were: whatever happened to Martha Jane's virginity? And what did she use for birth control? I assumed that my early sexual equipment had not yet developed to the size required for breaking hymens. This seemed reasonable, though I did have about five inches erect in those days and from what I had seen and heard from other boys my age, I was above average in that department. At the swimming pool in the project and at Malone...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 5A

1951. Summer. "Well, that takes care of the McGraw Gang," Lash LaRue said with his cocky grin, each hand perched on one of two pearl-handled.45's at his side. "Sure does," said Fuzzy St. John with an affirmative nod. He spit a wad of tobacco juice into the dusty street. Lash LaRue tipped his hat to the pretty gal in the calico dress She beamed at him admiringly from the wooden sidewalk. Lash LaRue cocked his cocky, self assured head toward Fuzzy St. John. "Let's get goin',...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 9C

Easter Sunday, 1956. I knew the paper that day would be no larger than a regular daily. I told my stepdad I could handle the load with my Schwinn. The Easter edition was so slim that the entire load fit into my front basket, and I pedaled up the big hill on Given Avenue at a brisk pace with nominal effort. As I rounded the hill and turned to roll into the long downgrade that led to my route, a thin snow flurry began. Spare, tiny flakes floated lazily down to white-frosted lawns and...

A Son of Martha

Rudyard Kipling wrote a lot of very profound, practical poetry. Among it is a poem called "The Sons of Martha", which includes the lines; "It is their care in all the ages to take the buffet and cushion the shock. It is their care that the gear engages; it is their care that the switches lock." Jim Price was a son of Martha. He had the mind of an engineer and couldn't pass by a piece of malfunctioning equipment, whether car, computer or food processor, without wanting to fix it. We...

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Hi! My name's Jim Price, and I'm a Son of Martha. You don't know what I mean? It comes from a poem; The Sons of Martha by Rudyard Kipling... "It is their care in all the ages, to take the buffet and cushion the shock, it is their care that the gear engages, it is their care that the switches lock." I wouldn't have known about it, but I was introduced to it by my girlfriend, Petra. I didn't know that poetry could be like that. The poem talks about the people who have to sort things...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 8B

In early June of that year she graduated with honors and a Bachelor's degree in special education. The ceremony was held on a Sunday afternoon. I was staying at my godparent's restaurant in downtown Memphis at the time and was able to get a ride to Memphis State with Aunt Frances, who grumbled about having to make a special trip all the way out there. When we car on the main boulevard that bounded the campus, Aunt Frances sat behind the steering wheel, frowning in bewilderment. "Where are...

Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 8C

She indulged in her cigarette. She said, her voice throaty, conspiratorial, "This is beginning to feel very naughty." "All those people driving by," I said, joining in her mood, "not knowing we're nekkid." "Yeah," she breathed, pleased. She took another puff. "After today, you'll have to go to confession." "I don't go to confession. I just pretend I do." "Don't you feel strange about that?" "A little. But it's what I have to do." "It's a sin," she said, testing...

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The next evening after work Alan came to visit and was duly punished for being late. Martha had got him used to being tied up and so he thought nothing special of being tied face down on the bed and the start of the punishment was quite normal. Martha let fly with three or four good blows on his arse with the paddle, to get a little colour into it. SPLAT! Left arse cheek. SPLAT! Right arse cheek. SPLAT! SPLAT! "I'm truly sorry I was late, Mistress," he offered. "So you should be,...

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It was fifteen years after Martha had come into the brothel as little more than a pile of battered meat and broken bones, when Madame called all the girls to a meeting and warned them that there were some changes being made in the Police to comply with some new law or other which was supposed to combat police corruption. "We, in the House of Joy, provide a necessary service to the community. If men could not come here and take their pleasures, then they would take them elsewhere and the...

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Mister Han looked over his shoulder at the corpulent blonde street girl he had purchased for an evening's entertainment as he exited the hotel room in downtown London. She was sprawled across the bed in deep slumber with the marks of his energy showing clearly across her milky white skin like badges of courage. He so much enjoyed dishing out the blows to the seldom protesting young things that walked the streets of major western cities. The females engaged in that profession in his country...

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‘Where are you off this afternoon then?’ Pete asked me. We’d finished an electrical job which was supposed to have lasted the day but it was only noon so we gave ourselves the afternoon off. I put the mobile phone down and grinned at Pete. ‘I might have known, you’re going to see Martha again aren’t you?’ he said with a smirk on his face. Martha was a middle aged lady we’d done a job for a month back and I sort of got acquainted with her. She made no secret about her fantasy to have a toy boy...

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All Martha could think of as she drove along the highway was one thing and one thing only, today was finally going to be the day. She had hidden her fantasy for years, suppressing it beneath the façade of being the faithful, doting wife, but now she was free to pursue her sexual dreams. ‘Free’ was a hard concept for Martha to embrace. Her husband had died over a year ago. A tragic and untimely passing and in recent months she had fought through the guilt of moving on. She loved her husband, but...

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Things came to a head with Martha when Colin booked her for another whole night. He asked if he could try something a bit more exciting. "I'm sure you can," said Jacqui with a smile, "What had you in mind?" "I'd like to tie you up and have you suck me while you are helpless and I can do what I like to you," he answered diffidently. "No problem," said Jacqui; after all being tied or handcuffed to the bed was normal here. "I've brought my own rope," added Colin, "and I know...

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I walked toward the living room and stood in the doorway, allowing the sheet wrapped around me to make as much noise as it wanted, and hoping she would respond if she were awake. Dimly across the room I saw her rise and look toward me. "Speedy?" "Yes," I answered. "It's me." "I thought you were going to sleep?" "Are you awake?" "What do you think? I was worried about you." I told myself: Do something, show her some fight. In the faint light I saw a pencil on the lamp table...

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Adventures of Me and Martha JaneChapter 4C

Robert paused, and began again with a strained voice and face. "You chillun cain't be playin' around here together no mo'. I done got the word on it from yo' brother Steve, and from Miz Sansone across the street. She call me on my phone at home, and when Miz Josephine Sansone calls me at home, I know it's ser'ous. She seen us all on the wagon yestiddy, and she say... she don' wonna see no more of it with you and Mister Speedy." "But why?" "Now, I told you, child, please mind...

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Working at Liberty Cash Grocery Number 23 was more challenging than I'd expected. The store occupied the corner of Exchange and Lauderdale, across the street from the same project and the same corner where Martha and I grew up. Two stock boys worked in the store, and three delivery boys worked outside on the clunky old utility bikes. On my first day at work in early July I was assigned to young, dark haired Anthony, a distant cousin who lived with his widowed mother in the project. He could...

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Martha Templeton and her computer did not stop discussing the program she was developing when her the manager, Alan Harris, came and looked at the screen over her shoulder. Nor did they stop when he slid one hand inside the front of her tunic and fondled the smooth bare skin of her left breast. After finishing the immediate program topic, she told the computer to do something else for a few minutes while she had a private conversation. "Mr. Harris, since I know you already have a wife and a...

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It looked like a pile of old clothes someone had forgotten to put into the disposer, as Kara came back out of the aircar park a good deal richer than she had gone in, carrying another 'john's' love juice up her arse. She could hardly wait to get to the toilet and clean it all out; she didn't want it trickling down her legs and making her sticky! Then she saw a hand sticking out of one end of the bundle and realised that it was a woman; the ring on one twisted finger told her that it was...

Training Rose

Training Rose by Angie FRose has become something of a living legend around Saddleworth so I persuaded her to tell me her story for a small, or actually not so small, fee. I had to edit some of it and change a couple of identities but I hope you enjoy it. Angie. Training RoseI cowered in the corner protecting my face as best I could as the blows rained down, five, six, I counted,...

Private Internment

Private Internment DAY ONE Making a decision I slid the vehicle over into the automatic lane and tried to relax. In theback seat Martha and Linda were sitting quietly, looking out the side windows.Some color had returned to their faces and their expressions were ones of bothconcern and relief. Concern over their future and relief from the fact thatthe last two weeks were finally over and they were out of the legal system.They are both former coworkers that I had known for a number of...

War Of The Pezzimentis

West Memphis, Arkansas is a sleepy, old river town, sitting on the banks of the mighty Mississippi River. That and the interstate that runs through it make it a manufacturing center, as is Memphis, Tennessee, across the river. Both cities are north of hurricane alley, but get their share of large, broiling thunderstorms, and an occasional blizzard that charges across the heartland of America. Life is pretty much middleclass, except for the few men who own or operate the factories that have...

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The Earl Maid By Susannah Donim The Hadleighs start to host meetings of local societies to ease their financial difficulties. Rob gets drawn in to a rather unusual demonstration at a meeting of the Pink Ladies. Chapter 3 Charlie Todd was the secretary of the Lavenden Amateur Dramatic Society. We had met him briefly the year before when I was in Romeo and Juliet, but he hadn't been involved in that show. "I can't do Shakespeare, I'm afraid," he admitted. "I...

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He stood at her foot gaping at her gorgeous body tainted with turmeric stain and half opened as said before. Meanwhile she just swayed nursing her tired limbs after a long ritual with her left hand covering her eyes and forehead unaware that her BIL who had forced her into sex in presence of his wife cum her hapless sister, threatening to abandon her if she refused sex with him and to safeguard her sister well being She had allowed the monster to force his cock into her virgin cunt even though...

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The Deneril had forged the Ancient Machine countless millennia ago. For what purpose, no one knew, but even after those ancient gods left the Machine it continued with whatever task they had left for it. Continents would be moved, civilizations raised up, only to be destroyed. The Machine was constantly making changes to its surface. And those who lived upon the Machine grew to live with the changes. Cities would be built so that the shifting of the plates would not split defenses. Farms would...

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StoreFraternity Brother To Sorority Sister Trouble At The Frat Ken knew he was in trouble and he couldn't hide much longer. He was hiding in a friend's house who was away and had told him he could stay there for a couple of weeks. He was thinking about his actions over the last few years that led him to his current predicament. It started three years ago with the access of easy credit. He had accumulated several credit cards with a combined credit line of $30,000. Which was...

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The Earl Maid Chapter 4

The Earl Maid By Susannah Donim In the face of threats from local villains, Rob is forced to hide out as Martha, the housekeeper. Chapter 4 "The Earl's not here," I squeaked in my best Martha voice. "We'll wait," said Eleanor's brother. "Through here, Tank." Tank? Never did a man's nickname suit him better. "Just a minute," I said. "You can't..." Apparently they could. They made their way into the main drawing room and threw themselves down in our best easy chairs....

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A point of clarification, I mentioned earlier that after Maud's Tribunal I made no claim on her person. On paper Maud is the community property of the Sanctorum. For practical purposes she is now Arthur's personal secretary... perhaps his lover. She is also a cook and housekeeper on occasion and Maud is forever a slave. As community property it is my right to have Maud if I so desire as may any Master or Grand Master. Maud has been with Arthur these past four months and before that...

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The Earl Maid Chapter 8

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