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Moussa le migrant et la bourgeoise

Cela a commencé avec la création d’un CAO (Centre d’Accueil et d’Orientation) dans notre ville de bantieue. Nous avons donc accueilli 45 immigrés venus de Calais, et tout se passe bien. Mais pas de bals publics cette année, le maire craint que le déséquilibre accentué hommes/femmes ne crée des bagarres entre jeunes, la consommation de bière aidant.. Le temps passe, mon mari a pris comme « stagiaire » à insérer au métier, un migrant sénégalais de 25 ans. L’homme est beau, très noir, très grand,...

Nurse Jane

Nurse Jane By Cheryl Lynn A forced feminization tale but I think more of a horror story. The usual disclaimers apply and unauthorized use strictly forbidden. Not for the sweet sentimental reader so be warned. Constructive comments are always welcome at [email protected]. Nurse Jane David Samuels was driving down the farm road in the middle of nowhere in a torrential rainstorm. The windshield wipers were thump-thwacking loudly on high and not helping all that much. He...

Amanda

manda Deacon was a married, white woman in her mid-twenties. Twenty-six, to be exact. She had a very nice body and firm ass, too good belonging to a married woman. A natural dark blonde woman, she was a head turner and would grab attention of any polite, white man if not for her wedding band. To aggressive black men, it did not matter. And Amanda was accustomed and very comfortable with black men, thanks to a progressive program sanctioned by The Black Power Movement.She, like her husband,...

Departing From Milan

DEPARTING FROM MILAN By Monica Graz PART 1 I was dressed in a quite simple manner when Conchita took me out to meet her Filipino friends that warm Sunday afternoon. It has been the first time I wasn't wearing my maid's uniform since I arrived in Signora's house two months ago; the fist day I had the chance to go out as a 'normal person'. Since I had no other clothes except my maid's uniforms, Conchita gave me an outfit to wear and I was dressed following her instructions....

Hide Seek Winter JenningsChapter 14 A Deceit of Lapwings

Is everything up to date in Kansas City? No, of course not. But progress is being made. Although the voters recently took a sort-of step backwards. But this created the possibility of an ironic, and symbolic, positive statement. The City Council voted, unanimously I think, to rename a historically significant boulevard — The Paseo. It’s around ten miles long, running north and south between two other major thoroughfares — Troost and Prospect. The city’s decision to change ‘The Paseo’ to...

Housemaid in my Fifties Part 8 final

HOUSEMAID IN MY FIFTIES By Monica Graz PART 8 - FINAL CHAPTER 22 "Harita, try to speak with the special singing Indian accent. You are good at that I heard you before." Arka was behind me pushing the shopping trolley as I was picking various items from the supermarket shelves, shopping list in hand. "Of course Arka, I know how to talk like an Indian lady," I answered back with a pronounced singing accent. I started enjoying my outing in...

A Lost Angel

A Lost Angel (Who Am I?) By Kyorii pilau Chapter 1 my life. It's still just about light outside as I prepare to get myself ready for another nights work I'm already dressed all in black as that is the uniform, I place my survival equipment into my trusty bag, I tie my hair back into a high ponytail and start to apply my camouflage, I know that every time I leave I may not return but I still do it unescorted. After...

Just As He Is Part 8

In the segment below on the "little talk", reference is made to the prospect of peepholes for viewing into revealing quarters. With characters from this series, look for my upcoming story on girls who drill peepholes into the boys showers. For all the sultry humidity, at least there was a good stiff breeze outside. But the older brother despaired that none of it seemed to ventilate into the migrant shelters despite having raised all the windows in good working order. He was...

Just As He Is Part 1

He would be married soon, but she still pines for him. She confesses to very few that her first and most passionate love was her doting smart, athletic, and kind older half-brother. But she has passed along some details, others are slightly varied accounts from a very jealous brother who prickles with the observation that other males seek romantic attachments with his ever-pixieish kid sister. So here is the full and most complimentary, unashamed narrrative as best as I can piece it...

Just As He Is Part 8

Introduction: Is the kid sister raped?, did their uncle rape his daughter?, that little talk, rub-a-dub-dub – big brother in the tub AUTHORS UPDATE: The next chapter will be the epilogue of this series. Will Julie find a new boyfriend? How did the brothers new fiancee lose her cherry? What does the fiancee have in common with Julie? In the segment below on the little talk, reference is made to the prospect of peepholes for viewing into revealing quarters. With characters from this series,...

Hebronville

HebronvilleI was alone walking out in the pastures on our property out in Hebronville late at night. The weather was cool and clear and a full moon hung in the sky. The white rock roads almost glowed in the moon light as I walked them without the aid of a flashlight, just like many nights before. Tonight was different it seemed. As I walked along I heard the standard night sounds, Owls hooting, Coyotes howling off in the distance and crickets chirping. Yet something seemed amiss and as I walked...

The Dance of Makosha 2

Author's notes. I would like to thank Dawn (listed as commentator on volunteers' list) for editing this story. Thank you! And thank everybody who wrote review for the first part. Some of your comments influenced the story. The dance of Makosha 2. Previous day. Oleg Simonov was frowning more than usual. His eyes drilled the man's face again and again with no result. Oleg spat at the feet of the man - a serious insult in the criminal world, and turned to the bald...

Cold Eyes

I was nine when Uncle Jack came calling. I was out in the garage playing with our new dog, Lady. I heard a few loud bangs from the house then saw my Uncle jack quickly get into a car an drive away. I ran into the house to see what happened. I almost stopped breathing when I saw them. My mom was dead with a bloody hole in her chest. My dad was dead with a hole where his right eye was. My sister--My sister was dead too. The bullet went into her forehead and took out half the top of her head. I...

Bus Trip

Upon entering, I was very pleased to see that the long seat at the back of the bus was unoccupied. In fact, with five minutes to go until departure, the bus was fairly empty, with no more than twelve other passengers on board. I eagerly headed for the back of the bus to claim my prize. With most of my fellow travellers seated from the middle to the front of the carriage, my happiness was even more pronounced. I could think of nothing better than an uninterrupted snooze on the five-hour journey...

Just As He Is Part 7

If the athlete would have his naked sister posit herself on his shoulders from a chair or table as in readying for a chicken fight, she could twist around to his front and lift herself so that her arms would be clinging over his head to his shoulders from behind and his mouth and tongue would be at the opening between her legs. He would be able to breath deep and draw in all the intoxicating aroma of her most intimate girl odors. Sometimes when doing laundry or cleaning up after lunch,...

Apple Pickers

Apple Pickers Each picking season it is always hard for me to realize that there really is a need for cheap disposable labor. Migrant workers serve a valuable need. These modern day nomads travel from crop to crop at harvest season up and down to coast. They can pick green beans one week, fresh blueberries the next week, and ripe apples a month later. They just show up. You don’t have to tell them when the fruit is ripe or even ask them to come. They just show up, ask for work, and...

Just As He Is Part 7

Introduction: The brother does what he does not want to do, BUT an unexpected guest means another spectator, Julie on the rag, what does Mom know? The sex between the siblings had become daily and obsessive. Even when they intended to be productive and cooperate in platonic activity, spontaneity would happen. Julie would push her brother up against and then down on the kitchen table and start yanking his loose fitting clothes off him. I am going to rape you. At the orchards over the years,...

Fundraisers

"Here's the problem my friends," the mayor was saying. "Here in Texas, we're living in a cesspool of human tragedy. We have an influx of immigrants, squatters and the homeless. As you all know, they need clothes, food, and shelter. Many children need medical attention. Our community is doing all it can to help, but our resources are limited. In a month or two, we will have spent our entire budget for the year. Most of you have contributed through your church or through the Red Cross but...

The White Apron Did It

The White Apron Did It By Monica Graz PART 1 Dennis Arnellos finished getting dressed and gave an indifferent look at his immense but untidy bedroom. His Polish maid Magda would take care of that later, he thought. He moved to his study and turned his computer on and then went to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. He knew that Magda would be out at this hour doing her morning shopping. He started going back to his study but stopped as his eye caught the freshly ironed white...

Vacation at the Beach Another Morality Tale

Vacation at the Beach, Another Morality Tale There's a moment, as the afternoon fades toward evening and the beachgoers thin out; when the shadows start getting long and the light becomes perfect. You don't need sunglasses then. Anything seems possible. A man can dream. I wasn't interested in dreaming. I was about reality and how to shape it to my will. I knew the day was coming when I would be one of the most powerful men alive and no one would be able to stop me from doing what I...

Sandra Jiminez

I pulled my big old battered Lincoln to a halt in the scrabble of gravel behind the warehouse. Then I stepped out, listening to the ticking as the engine settled down for a long nap. I wasn't really sure I was ready for this. It was my seventh time for that very reaction. The number seven held no luck--I still wasn't ready for it. Over the seemingly unending months of the long northern winter I'd kept a careful count of the contents of the warehouse. Slowly the long semi- trailers had...

Eagle in the Sunset 2019 Chapter 8 Miguel and Sharon

October 5th, 1995, 5:30 PM CT, Side of the road, Near Palmer, TX Sharon Roberts cursed in frustration. She was driving back to I-30 when this happened. Chex had the “day tank” option that was really common on Checker Taxi cabs but was something of a rarity on the consumer-oriented Marathon. But then, the four-cylinder Perkins diesel was a rarity on the Taxi and unheard of practically on the Marathon. The “day tank” was a 35 gallon fuel tank that allowed the car to to go about 450 miles on a...

The Dramatic Saga of Peter Q KleeshayChapter 8

The hallway was crowded, as it always was between classes. Megan was standing at her locker with the usual entourage. Since she had been the one most affected by Pete's nefarious actions, she had taken charge of that particular situation. "Chad, you and a couple others go over to Carla's at lunch and see if Pete is still out. I don't want the little bastard getting away. I'm going home and check on all those zombies at my house, anyone want to come with me?" Before anyone could...

Sonja

Sonja ist knapp 19 Jahre alt, 45 kg leicht mit ihren 165 cm und ein typisches deutsches blondes Mädchen. Sie hat gerade den Kinosaal verlassen und ist mit ihren Gedanken noch bei Ostwinds Abenteuern. Gedankenverloren wandert Sonja zur U-Bahn-Station als er sie anspricht. „Na Baby, wie wärs mit einem Drink mit mir nach dem Film ?“ Sonja schaut auf und blickt auf den kräftigen Türken, Schnauzbart, deutlich größer als sie und muskulös. Die Sonne war untergegangen . Sanfter Nieselregen läuft über...

Uma lenga Grega A Greek Legend

Uma lenda grega Cap?tulo 1: O anel Eu sempre fui fascinado por mitologia grega. Est?rias de deuses, semideuses, her?is, monstros me acompanharam desde a minha mais tenra inf?ncia e mantiveram minha imagina??o ocupada. Sendo "um vagabundo", como minha m?e costumava dizer eu tinha bastante tempo para dedicar a este hobby. Na verdade eu era "um vagabundo sortudo", pois um tio havia falecido e deixado DM 500.000,00 de heran?a que eu mantinha em uma conta de investimento. Eu n?o era exatamente rico, mas ta...

Vlucht KL722 Part 1

Vlucht KL-722 Inleiding : Dit verhaal is ge?nspireerd op 2 films. Ten eerste The Langoliers, een niet heel slechte film uit de mid-90's van Stephen King. Nee het verhaal speelt zich niet af op een vliegveld of in een vliegtuig. Het is alleen de gedachte dat er rare dingen kunnen gebeuren als je in diepe slaap bent tijdens hevige turbulentie! Dit is het verhaal van Mark Lauwers, of zullen we maar gelijk zeggen, Melanie Lauwers? Het eerste deel gaat volledig over Mark Lauwers, v...

Lehrk rper german Story

Geschichte – LehrkörperTeil 1Ich kramte in meiner Handtasche, um nach meinem Autoschlüssel zu suchen. Der Parkplatz lag bereits im Halbdunkel des anbrechenden Abends. Jetzt, mitten im Herbst, wurden die Tage sehr schnell viel kürzer. Auch die Bäume warfen zunehmend das bunte Herbstlaub ab und der Wind schichtete an Büschen, Bordsteinen und Hauswänden die Blätter zu imposanten Haufen auf.Endlich bekam ich den Schlüssel zu fassen und zog ihn aus meiner Tasche. Ein kurzer Druck auf ihn und mein...

Dr Strangelust Ch 02

After discovering a disturbing yet erotic story on her laptop, 21-year old student nurse Emma Davis had somehow been drawn to its author, the enigmatic Dr Strangelust. When a brief correspondence snowballed into a hypnotic online chat, the sexy redhead found herself almost completely at the doctor’s whim. Her week split between study and time spent on the wards, the less-than-thrilling prospect of a seminar on ‘The changing face of the NHS’ lay ahead. Thankful to the doctor for a new and...

Beetlesmith s Ch 14

Once again, a big thank you to Miss Bella who took the time to edit this chapter, as well as for her technical advice on the use of certain adult toys described in the story. I first asked my wife if she’d wanted to try it out, but she was a bit reluctant to be a guinea pig. I think her exact words were, ‘Fuck you!’ and ‘Stick it up your own ass if you need to find out!’ After that, I had to seek other avenues for information. Lastly, a very special thank you to Miss C and the very special...

Just As He Is Part 4

She prattled on with many questions. Many he could not answer. "I think in hygiene and sex ed we were told why one nut, . . . er testicle hangs lower than the other. But I've forgetten why. Are both of them exactly the same size?" Another was "do guys have any self control over how their penises start to get erect, or none at all"? As Stuie was helping his sister dry her dark brown near shoulder length hair, he noticed it had nearly the same lustrous fine strand quality he...

Dr Strangelust Pt2

Her working week split between study and spending time on the hospital wards, the less-than-thrilling prospect of a seminar on 'The changing face of the NHS' lay ahead. Thankful in one way to Dr Strangelust for a new and potentially thrilling outlet outside of work, Emma was looking forward to her day with a mixture of trepidation and suppressed desire. As directed, she searched deep in the unchartered territory of the wardrobe for the tightest-fitting top and shortest skirt. The former...

Claudia From The Convenience Store

"Beer and wine” was emblazoned in large letters across the side of the small brick building that housed a small store across the street from a run-down apartment community called the “Spanish Villas.”She was standing outside the “C’ convenience store, wearing tight little short-shorts and a much-too-small t-shirt that accentuated her model-like figure. She had long black hair that curled at the ends, that reached to the middle of her back. Her bronze-colored skin told me she was probably not...

The Burglary

It was a 2 am and Steve woke up as he needed to pee. Donna was fast asleep next to him. In the dim light of the street light, Steve could see Donna´s pussy and inner thighs were still glistening from her wetness and his cum as they had quite a hot session last night. Steve smiled and walked into the bathroom and left the door a little ajar, not to wake Donna. He sat down on the toilet to pee and when done, he got up to flush the loo. But as he reached for the flush button, he could hear the...

Anita and I

Copyright 2001 by Samantha Michelle Standard warning and disclaimer: All characters are fictional. If you see yourself, buy a new mirror. Contains subjects some people may find offensive. If you are one of them, why are you reading this? Protect your kids. If you are worried about them reading this sort of material, please censor free speech and use a safe surfing program such as net nanny. Or better yet, teach them early and lovingly to understand and accept different...

Broken Image

Broken Image By Nuuan Robert Hatt, more commonly known as Bob to the other migrant workers, plopped down heavily on one of the benches of the stained and faded portable camp table. A rusty Green pick up behind him, paint faded and worn so much that the primer underneath could be seen in places where the sun could do the most damage. The bed of the old truck held a once white aluminum camper, the paint oxidized to the point that it appeared more like a chalk that could be easily wiped...

Political Correctness

Political Correctness The Politics The political context of this story is important and increasingly real. Depending on your proclivities it may offer hope or despair or perhaps fantasy will become reality. I will leave you to judge. The UK Government seemed to be attracting more and more politicians who wanted to impose theoretical principles and social engineering techniques on its unsuspecting population. It was doing this whilst disregarding issues of infrastructure, good...

The White Apron Did It 3

THE WHITE APRON DID IT! By Monica Graz PART 9 Lita looked again at her brand-new passport and the photo attached to it. She was more concerned than usually. Was she going a bit too far this time? Her crossdressing and submissive tendencies were all declared loudly at her passport photo. All she could see was a young plain looking woman dressed in a light blue dress with a white collar, the unmistakable symbol of a maid's uniform. She looked at the passport name again,...

Hot summer day and Russian blonde girl

It happened in the summer of last year, I was walking down the street as if nothing had happened. it was terribly hot outside, and my head was empty, another monotonous day. when i reached the alley, i decided to sit on a bench that was covered with a large shadow and cool off a little. the prospect of sitting in the shade and watching people pass by cheered me up a little, and i sat down well on a bench and began to look around. a passerby with a dog was passing to my left, and two cyclists...

Hot day and russian blonde girl

It happened in the summer of last year, I was walking down the street as if nothing had happened. It was terribly hot outside, and my head was empty, another monotonous day. When I reached the alley, I decided to sit on a bench that was covered with a large shadow and cool off a little. The prospect of sitting in the shade and watching people pass by cheered me up a little, and I sat down well on a bench and began to look around. A passerby with a dog was passing to my left, and two cyclists...

The Reset ManifestoChapter 21

The Minister frowned. He wasn’t used to having a service interrupted in this fashion. He looked across the audience paying a little more attention to individual faces. He hadn’t known about the Washington contingent and the group from the Governor’s office. That had been a surprise, but the significance of their attendance hadn’t really established itself in his mind. Now he began to recognize others in the audience. His hand trembled at the power represented in the room. These were the...

Continuing ChanceChapter 12

The Newlyweds, their trip to Montreal so rudely interrupted south of St. Johns, were now on their way to complete the intended voyage. The trip, unnecessarily complicated by the missing STOP sign, meant the sailing from Montreal had been changed to sailing from the port of St. John, New Brunswick. A second inconvenience, sailing the North Atlantic in the winter months on the Empress of England, a notably uncomfortable ship in weather, meant the Anderson couple would find their sea-legs in...

TimeslipChapter 18

Ron arrived in time for tea; Jess opted for a cold collation with a soft tasting sauterne to compliment the meal. When we were all seated I set out my thoughts on the self serve market, the demolition of the old warehouse, and included my discussion with Mr Martin about the sale of his grocery store. Ron's first thoughts were that we might be overextending ourselves, I pointed out that Martin's Grocery was a thriving business and the staff were hard workers, Roy Seath was mainly in charge...

Dark Voyage Winter JenningsChapter 4

Bulldog Bannerman said, “They came in the night, as they do.” Walker was listening intently. Bulldog wasn’t a frequent visitor to our loft, but it no longer surprised me when one of his Dragon Ladies announced he was on the way. The visits were intermittent and casual. But they always involved a conversation with Walker. Who will admire Bulldog for eternity for taking him to a Royals’ World Series game. Bulldog was telling my son about a raid three Kansas City pimps had made on an Admiral...

ShilohChapter 42 Final Conflict

The Shiloh troops are up before dawn and having breakfast. They get ready to do battle; the soldiers of the Second and Third Regiment have ten lances and four hundred arrows for their longbows each. They carry no short bows or arrows for them; they’re on the supply wagons to be safely out of the way since they won’t be needed in this coming battle. They mount up when two companies of the First ride by to head to the side valleys while the Rider Clan workers remove the barricades and load them...

RetreadsChapter 36

September, 2001 I had planned this mission from day one in the White House. The Secret Service was very good, but it wasn't totally impossible to leave the grounds undetected. Entering would have been much more of a problem. The worst part of this job to me was the makeup. Without it we all still looked like we were 24 years old. One advantage though, was the fact that Connie and I had become very good at applying it. Every morning we did each other up. We did a bit of creative work while...

The Gunny and LenoreChapter 20

09:00 Saturday, August 31st, 1991 139 Meadow Ln Novato, CA 94947 Efrain "Effy" Flores considered things to be looking up. He'd had to disappoint his girlfriend for three weekends now, having to work overtime at the Discount Tire just to make his rent, car payment, and student loan. Unexpectedly, things had started to get better. He'd gotten a call from the lawyer that had helped the vineyard he'd used to work for apply for fruit-handling licenses. The lawyer said the new owner might...

Double TearsChapter 134

“A metric fuckton of dumb so epically mind-destroyingly beyond a bad idea that there’s not a chance they would go there.” —Andrea K. Höst, Lab Rat One 2 JANUARY 2021 I remember the beginning of wars. Not Vietnam so much. That war was never declared and just slipped up on us a little at a time. We’ve got some advisors there. We’re sending in troops to protect American interests. We’re propping up the regime of an American ally. Before we knew it, we had soldiers serving and dying...

Conspiracy of DreamsChapter 5 The Sweatshop

The Sweatshop "Sweatshop" remains a curse word in modern Capitallia. It is only muttered out of the hearing of the "bosses" because the rejoinder is "you're FIRED!" The alternative to the sweatshop staffed by Legal Resident labor is slave labor, instituted first in Capitallia's constitution of 2089. Yes, slavery was contemplated in the old United States—an amendment repealing the 13th Amendment was six states short of ratification when Aztlan and Capitallia seceded from the United...

Adams ApplesChapter 6 News Break

WHY AREN’T YOU PREGNANT? That’s right, you aren’t pregnant. No one is. Investigations have uncovered what appears to be a global sterilization of human males. No babies are being born and the world population clock is counting backwards. Of course, you can check with your doctor and even go to a fertility clinic. But they will all show the same. No matter how much semen a man produces in an ejaculation, it will contain no living sperm. It appears this has affected only the...

The Three Signs Book 4 LisaChapter 39 Unwinding

Around the middle of November, the Federal Government announced its policy for handling new migrants to Australia; for those arriving under the auspices of the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees. Much like we had planned, the government would set up several ‘training camps’, to assist in the resettling of these displaced people into the Australian community. The reception was pretty much as expected; the Federal opposition complained that it was a waste of money, and wanted to know...

Lonely in the City

This story takes place in 1963 and 1964 before condoms were a requirement if we wanted to stay healthy. It was also before the sexual revolution, so finding partners to participate in group sex was not always easy. Much of the time, the men that joined us were men that considered themselves straight. That usually meant that they wanted a blowjob and nothing more. Some would actually fuck, but it was rare to find a "straight" guy that was willing to kiss either me, or my partner, David. In 1963,...

No means no but does Yes mean yes

Only recently laws have been changed to give women the full right to say 'No' to a guy, even if he is her husband. Now, a woman's 'No' finally means 'No' in USA and in most other countries. But whether a woman can say 'Yes' to a guy for having sex is still an undecided issue even in USA. Even many so-called liberals are now advocating the Swedish model of anti-prostitution laws. This Swedish model basically treats adult women as minor children, who have no right to give consent for...

Robert s Third Time

“You can’t do that,” I said. “What?” Cary replied. “You can’t act awkward around me or Chase.” Cary was silent, standing there naked, starting to chub up. He let out a big sigh. “I was scared.” He whispered,” I thought you wouldn’t `want to talk to me…” “Don’t be dumb. We fucked. It was cool. We liked it. So did you. You’re in now, though.” I watched as the relief worked its way through Cary’s body. Then a quizzical look overtook his face. “Does this make us… gay?” He asked. “I guess...

Secular Supplicants Of The Tentacle Cult

My uncle, a doctor, hoped I would be a minister. A strange thought. You see, he spent much of his life in the developing world on a religious mission to eradicate polio. He saved lives and brought happiness to the world. He also prayed for those who suffered.I’m different. I had given myself fully to the practical and not the spiritual. Ethics, after all, aren’t really all that metaphysical. You reduce pain. You increase happiness. It’s quite that simple. People ask if doctors must ever...

Maria s Journey

By: Greg Chapter 1 The Honduran city of San Pedro Sula is the city of my birth. My beloved grandparents would cry for what has taken place here. I am thankful they never lived to see that what was once a lush, peaceful city has now turned into a violent, gang-infested nightmare. I will only use my given name Maria, for I am ashamed of many of the things I have done in my short life. The slum that I have grown up in has been taken over by a local gang. Barrio-18 rules this entire region. At...

A Bargain Made Ch 01

Neral walked with purpose. ‘One must always walk with purpose,’ her mother had told her often, ‘head up, spine straight, and eyes ahead. Never look like you don’t know where you’re going or what you’ll do when you get there. We are judged in all things.’ In the hindsight provided by the journey from child to adult, she realized that her mother was speaking the truth on a great many levels. Being of noble birth from one of the most well-known and longest-surviving Houses in the land it seemed...

Why I Bought a Computer

There I was, it was 1997 and I had been divorced for six years and living back in my podunk hometown. A four-year long affair with a married man (who also happened to be my childhood sweetheart) had come to an end, not with a whimper nor a bang, but more like the hiss of a balloon with a slow leak. I was living in a nice little house, right next to my sister and brother-in-law’s nice little house, with my 12 year old daughter, the cat, and the queen of the household, our dog. After being laid...

Can I Change Your Mind

‘Can we dispense with the blindfold now, gentlemen?’ Djvonic asked. No response. He wasn’t completely sure these guys even spoke English. One of them said, ‘Put this on’ about an hour ago, thrusting the blindfold against Djvonic’s chest, but that might have been a learned phrase. Since then he had been bundled into the back of a van and driven through endless back streets and into what felt and sounded like an underground car park. To the best of his reckoning, he was now in an elevator that...

Astarte Ch 04

Sorry this has taken so long to get posted. Life, the holidays, and a new lady kept interfering. Deon gets a lesson in making love, has some fun with Mary, his sister’s friend, and teaches Kyle it’s not nice to cheat. Hope you all enjoy it. No. 5 coming soon. Jb7 * Deon had just finished setting the table for dinner when the doorbell rang. He smiled, anticipating the evening. He went to the front door and opened it, to welcome Bertie. She was dressed informally in slacks and a short sleeved...

A Week in the Life

DIARY ENTRY: NO DATE. I was watching TV one day and someone said that you could tell what kind a person was by their fingernails. Mine were starting to regrow. They grow back in cycles – I bite them when I’m bored, when I’m reading, when I’m watching TV. And then I let them regrow, thinking that that was the last time I would chew them. I was watching the news Sunday and Casey was on it. I started chewing. They had a picture of her with a flower in her hair, in a white dress, and with a...

Avenging Angel chapter 4

I couldn’t bring consistent rational thought to bear on the film excerpts, yet I was obsessed, unable to tear my mind away. Questions echoed in my head. In particular: what would a Part Four portray? What could follow such graphic portrayals of sexual violence and genital mutilation? For days after the Specimen Eight film I was overwhelmed by visual and visceral memories and conflicting emotions: horror, fascination, excitement, disgust and desire. Perhaps Mandy recognised my need for a...

Fold Spindle and Mommy rape Pt 1

by DiscipleN Copyright (c) 2016, by DiscipleN. All rights reserved. - all characters herein are 18 or older by the time they act sexually. - Am I totally off the mark here, or should a mother not be exceedingly cross at her child when he rapes her? I've tried to find the answer from books, support groups, or anyone having a reasonable pedigree, but the topic quickly chills psychologists and social workers alike when I ask them. Nobody seems to be talking about this! It's almost as if...

Vineyard

I sat the wine glass down on the railing of the balcony that overlooked the vineyards, and put my arm around Marina. She looked at me, and then kissed me softly. After my sixth divorce, I was looking at real estate for investments, a friend told me about a small vineyard here in Grapevine that was going up for auction. My real estate broker bought this vineyard. As more land became available around the original twenty acres, I bought more land, and now, after twenty years of investing the...

Sweet as summer rain

During my middle school years I was assigned a new case worker named Melody. She was, I recall thinking, a very strange person. She was an older lady with a neat curl of graying hair, mocha skin, and the deepest brown eyes I had ever seen. During my first meeting with her, she just looked at me for about a minute shuffled through my file, and gave a grunt. "Hmph. Troublemaker my black ass! Son, what you need is a decent set of folks to take care of you and an assload of fresh air and...

Betamax 1

I tried all of the drawers in turn until I came to the bottom drawer, which, in my haste, I pulled hard out so that it hit the stops. All the drawers are really deep, so that things tucked at the back rarely see the light of day. Right at the back, behind a homemade wood partition, I saw about 6 or 7 videotapes. From their size and shape I realised that they were the old Betamax type, long gone from the stores. Glancing up, I saw our old Betamax- player still on the shelf -Dad NEVER throws...

Betamax 0

I tried all of the drawers in turn until I came to the bottom drawer, which, in my haste, I pulled hard out so that it hit the stops. All the drawers are really deep, so that things tucked at the back rarely see the light of day. Right at the back, behind a homemade wood partition, I saw about 6 or 7 videotapes. From their size and shape I realised that they were the old Betamax type, long gone from the stores. Glancing up, I saw our old Betamax- player still on the shelf -Dad NEVER throws...

Just As He Is Part 5

For more: www.opusa.org or 50555 text REBUILD or 1-800 678 7255. For those readers who would like to go directly to find out how Julie convinces her somewhat older brother to fuck her straight up, scroll down to 2/3 into the the story (after the second ***********) and read later of her inspiration by reading from the beginning. It was Sunday morning. Stuie heard their mother in the truck drive off to church maybe 20 minutes earlier. Amen! Saturday belonged to her. In the...

Just As He Is Part 3

He shuffled past the rooms of the house to the kitchen to help out his sister prepare breakfast. She was sleepy-eyed and as usual barely acknowledged him, so intent on her tasks. But it was what she was wearing that aroused him from his fatigue for a few minutes. She had on her shortest denim cutoffs. For a top, she was clad in a colorful Indian cotton blouse with at least three buttons open at the top and revealing plenty of midriff that flattered a developing hour glass figure. It was...

Just As He Is Part 2

He had seen that look before. When he used to join the migrant workers to skinny dip at the swimming hole, someone would always be a lookout at the entrance of the quarry road for a patrolling sheriff's deputy. The dirt road was in such bad condition, the car would only be able to proceed at 5 mph. That would give enough time for the lookout to run back to the swimming hole and notify all the swimmers, whom would then scramble out and grab their clothes to run off bare-assed but not...

People Who are Pets

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The Best Week of my Life Pt4

In no hurry to rise on Thursday morning, when eventually I did, the storm of the previous day's malaise had been washed away by the kind of beautiful sunshine the girls would doubtless have given up their precious cherries for. Though I did like to think that two of them, at least, had enjoyed their time indoors with me. Talking of the girls, as I hobbled from the couch, it was hard not to notice that the bungalow was as quiet as a library. A scribbled note from Sophie on the kitchen side...

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It didn’t start out that way, just sort of happened. I didn’t leave my house thinking I am going to go out and rape the shit out of someone. I was just enjoying the sunshine. You know, just watching the people on the beach, listening to the shrieks of the kids as they ran around on the sand, build castles or buried each other. It was a normal day and I was taking a break from writing. Didn’t I tell you I am writing a book? Oh! Well I am. It is a technical manual about travel patterns to...

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The beginning: I first set my eyes upon Maryam in the warm late spring of 1999. I had just been enrolled onto a computer skills course at a technical college in Southampton, a city in Southern England. Although I was in the military, sometimes, as in this case, we could be sent for training or education at regular, or ‘civilian,’ institutions. Most of the students there were aged from sixteen to nineteen, although there were a few ‘oldies’ like me. I was twenty two at the time, and she...

Hectic

Almost 30 years have passed! A chance comic encounter with Irene Regan, a former lover, and memories consigned to Sidney Cuniff’s mental attic tumble into the present. These escaped escapades assemble at his feet. Given their unplanned resurrection, he unsurprisingly finds himself reliving vicariously: * The divergence between Sidney Cuniff and Beryl Lind was tricky. No, twisty. Perhaps had he been upfront at some point about Irene Regan their course of events might’ve been simpler and...

Glade and Ivory Ch 25

When Chief Cave Lion and his party reached the top of the ridge above the Mountain Valley after their first ascent, they could now look across a wide vista of valleys and hills peppered with bushes and thickets. There were patches of snow that had fallen earlier in the season but hadn’t properly settled. Horse and antelope galloped over the coarse-leafed savannah. It was a glorious sight for hunters who’d seen so little game for so long, but as Glade reminded Ivory as they huddled beneath the...

Really Really Good Phone Sex

This man had been driving me absolutely insane for weeks now. We met through the Literotica site, exchanged Emails, salacious, erotic, heart-pounding, legs fainting Emails. I started out reading them at my desk, rolling my clit over my vibrator as I trapped it between my throbbing pussy and the chair, cumming wildly, uncontrollably, gasping. Almost falling out of my chair as I dreamed about him. Touching me. I thought I’d die from the intensity of my orgasms. But I needed more. I wanted to...

The Memory of Place

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown. The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock T S Eliot ◊◊◊◊◊ There is a tree I think of from time to time. A tree in winter, it’s limbs bare. Blackened bark, wet with cold rain. I stand and look at it’s limbs fracturing upward into low scudding cloud and I am struck by how these bare shoots reach out like nerves, and I wonder what they feel when winter comes, when...

Making It Work

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Love Trust and Communication Ch 02

‘A woman left lonely, will soon grow tired of waitin’ she’ll do crazy things, yeah, on lonely occasions.’ I felt someone stand in front of me blocking out the spotlight. Scott. The music stopped. Nothing else in the world now existed. The entire bar went silent. He was holding out his arms to me. His forearms were heavily scared. He had a large scar on the right side of his neck. ‘Emma, can I at least get a hug?’ I grabbed him and squeezed him in a bear hug while everybody clapped. I...

History Lessons

I’d like to thank Daniellekitten for being my sounding board on this story. I never would have gotten it off the ground without her! ********************** I heard someone come in the room, but it didn’t register in my brain until she spoke. ‘Excuse me, Mr. Thompson?’ she said. Looking up from my desk, I saw the biggest, most beautiful pair of brown eyes in the world. It took me a second to recognise the face. ‘Angelina Benardo!’ I made sure to pronounce the g as an h in her first name....

Putrid Dad

A month or two had passed since my chance encounter with Dad at the motel. He never mentioned the episode again and shied away from every attempt of mine to broach the subject. It had created a tension between us which badly needed breaking for both of our sakes -after all, we were the only family we had left. The opportunity came when I had to look out my graduation certificates when I was applying for a job. “They’re in the den” said Dad “Look in the desk...

A Broken Halloween

Where to begin this story is perhaps the toughest part so maybe I should start with my background. An unwanted pregnancy, an accident, between a man looking for a rich girl and a naïve college student. By the time he tried to call off the wedding I was already on the way. Needless to say the marriage didn’t last and my mother ended up remarrying. Unfortunately this failed also and I got shuttled between father and grandparents till I was in the process of being sent to a group home. Because...

From Melbourne With Love

The soft feel and unforgettable taste of another woman’s sweet lips on my mouth, now that’s something I absolutely cannot get enough of. My name is Afaf Ahmed, and I’m a young Muslim woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Melbourne, Australia. I was born in the City of Dammam, eastern province of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. My passport says Saudi Arabian but as an educated woman, I consider myself a citizen of the world. Aren’t we all human at the end of the day? My parents, Ali...

A Woman of Edo Ch 03

I will tell you now how my abductor taught to me the Breathing Meditation. Kano decided that it was no longer safe to remain in the cave. Perhaps he suspected that the old monk would raise the alarm. He carefully packed his few belongings onto a folded sheet, then hoisted it onto his back. “We will go now on foot from this place. Do not try to run away from me, but walk before me.” “If I walk before you, people will take you for my servant.” “No, they will take me for a blind man and you...

Just As He Is Part 5

Introduction: How the young teen explains to her brother why she can nail him AUTHORS NOTE: At the present time, I would remind readers that hundreds of thousands if not millions of Japanese have had their happy sex lives interrupted in unimaginable traumas. Please be as generous as you can in assistance to their relief. For more: www.opusa.org or 50555 text REBUILD or 1-800 678 7255. For those readers who would like to go directly to find out how Julie convinces her somewhat older brother to...

Erotic story of BINITA 10

Chapter 10: Thakur Protects a Relationship That woman next door had to be stopped. Thakur was determined to make sure that Sheila, the neighbor who had spotted him fucking his daughter-in-law did not carry the tale to others, notably his son. The young woman Binita had been wrapped around him and was fluttering like a rag in a storm, she had taken in Thakur’s not inconsiderably large cock and her stomach, womb and countless other internal organs were aflame. The precise moment when they were...

Sweet as summer rain

Introduction: Im new to erotic fiction, so I welcome input. Id like to expand it and add more charachters and vary the genre a bit. I figure I should get feedback before I emberassed myself though. ???? Be kind. I was fourteen when I arrived on the farm. I was a ward of the state, a child borne of a woman who wanted money to work her way through college but was not in the least interested in being a single mother. I had been shunted around to one foster family after another, by no fault of my own....

Proper Charlotte

I kept sneaking glances at her as she sat at her little table, scowling at the menu. I couldn’t help it—she was stunning. She was also darker than anyone I had ever seen in my life.When I checked in, Mrs. James said there was only one other guest. That wasn’t a surprise for a country inn in October, almost an hour from the nearest town. I only picked the place because it was near the gypsum plant I had to inspect that week.“And what would you like for dinner, dear?” Mrs. James hovered over me....

Proper Charlotte

I kept sneaking glances at her as she sat at her little table, scowling at the menu. I couldn’t help it—she was stunning. She was also darker than anyone I had ever seen in my life.When I checked in, Mrs. James said there was only one other guest. That wasn’t a surprise for a country inn in October, almost an hour from the nearest town. I only picked the place because it was near the gypsum plant I had to inspect that week.“And what would you like for dinner, dear?” Mrs. James hovered over me....

International relations

I thrust hard into Jutta as her body tensed for her final climax. Her impeccable hair and makeup contrasting with the lust in her half-closed blue eyes pushed me onward, upward, and inward as I caressed her erect nipples and small breasts through her silk blouse and lacy brassiere. I thrust harder, knowing the stage she was at, and without fail it pushed her to the edge. Her eyes closed, blue irises replaced by light green and blue shaded lids, and then her head fell back as wave after wave of...

The Hitchhiker 2

A mouth hungrily sucking my nipple and a hand pinching and pulling the other awakened me. I cracked one eye open, trying to orient myself as to where I was and who I was in bed with. There was a little light peeking through the curtains but not enough for me to see who I was in bed with, but then it hit me. I was on my way to California and had hitched a ride with a man name Dak, short for Dakota. Funny thing is, I had no last name to associate with him nor was I even sure his name was Dakota....

The Hitchhiker 1

My name is Erin and I know it is dangerous to hitchhike. But, when you are a vagabond with little money and need to get somewhere, it is the only way. I have no problem paying for a ride with my pussy – but only with men. Age doesn't matter, provided they're legal, of course. As long as they can get an erection and keep it hard enough to fuck me and give me an orgasm, I will take them on.I am not a raving beauty. I am a bit on the chubby side but it gives me a more curvaceous figure with a...

White World Order

Like all other great conflicts, the third world war started as a result of a combination of ideological shifts, expansionism, petty grudges, and unavoidable events. In the year 2044, the migrant crisis had reached its peak, due to the sudden and simultaneous collapse of multiple countries in Africa and the middle east hundreds of millions of poor and desperate people were suddenly displaced from their homes, having nowhere else to go they fled in droves to western Europe and the US causing...

Starship Transient

[Authors Note: Remember to customize the first names/nicknames of your crew, check the Guidelines on page 2 thread, and go to the forums to Story Feedback for discussion and questions, if you want. "Author's Note" will be at the top for the main threads and it starts with "Alcubierre Starship Model" on page 2.] The only technologically advanced, and now a trans-planetary species, in all of known space has conquered The Milky Way Galaxy, so to speak. The vast majority of known habitable star...

The Long Awaited Moment

[ For my very good friends A & T, and in happy memory of their first-ever (and successful) adventure in interracial breeding! ]There was a certain surreal quality (for me especially) as Mara and I welcomed Omar to our hotel room that first time we finally, after many months of preparation and chatting back and forth with him, met him, face to face at last---and as he stepped inside the room, I knew perfectly well that Mara and I had both stepped over a Rubicon, and that neither of us would...

Country Boy City Girl Chapter 43

Next week after school we all climbed into Blue Whale, then drove to pick up Mandy at school and we all went to my house. To say everybody was blown away at the new game room was an understatement.I had already been planning this, so at the convention I arranged to have a wood screen similar to what JD had shipped here from a guy I met at the con that made them. My side had all the important tables needed, and the table was an old dining table I had found at a thrift store for a good price. It...

Gone

Several years ago I was living in one of the larger cities in the central valley of California while working for the Department of Agriculture. Most of the people living there were Latino, and most of those were Mexican. I found them to be a warm and friendly people. My neighbors had accepted me into their community although I never hid the fact I was gay. The people in the house next to the one I was renting rented out rooms and a converted garage to migrant workers. Over time one of their...

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