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The Skeleton From the Cupboard Sarah and FrankChapter 7 From the Australian honey moon to our Galaxy the Milky Way with a Mozart Opera

Sarah: Saturday morning Frank arrived and we made love and after the good sex I fried the shrimp for lunch. We continued making love together all weekend, but I showed off my cooking skill as well. Next week we left for work from my house and he accepted my earlier suggestion to sleep in my bedroom, so my bedroom, my house became his bedroom and his house. I asked him, when he went to work on Monday what time he would arrive at OUR HOUSE. He was touched by my question, OUR HOUSE... Frank...

Sin BravelyChapter 43

"Eva. You may come in," Mozart said, looking up from his desk with a paternal smile. He wore his reading glasses and was still dressed, but without his jacket and tie. He wore a lavender robe, the sash knotted around his waist, as was the old man's custom in the evening. Mozart was nearing seventy now, three years after Eva had first met him, but he looked the same to her eyes. She sometimes thought he'd always been exactly so; never young, but born old and endless as if he were a...

Sin BravelyChapter 41

Veronique and Kurt were at the dining table as well, all of them enjoying dinner together as was the informal custom when a mission was completed. The others were absent, working in the field and on assignments, which suited Wolfgang and Eva perfectly. They were few in any case, the field operatives Mozart used, and numbered less than a dozen men and women specialized in various activities such as surveillance, blackmail and extortion, physical coercion, and more. Kurt was an expert at...

A Wider Sky Ch 07

A Wider Sky: Beyond Eclipse Series by Talyis Bagley Ellison Chapter 7 I’m floating around my dorm room with my arms flung out like a helicopter, in circles, I’m twirling and unwinding my day of mixed emotions of complete elation and pent up fears. I made it through my first day of classes and my last class – wow! I’m completely enamored by my last class of the day, and after it wrapped, I skipped to my room so full of joy. My Human Art History class opened my eyes to something amazing. I...

The Piano Teachers Pussy

I had played the violin for a few years (an extremely painful experience for all concerned), the tuba for 2 (see above re pain) and the guitar (somewhat better, but Eric Clapton I was NOT). As a last resort my parents suggested I try the piano. I resisted, but they were adamant so I reluctantly agreed. They looked around for a teacher in our area and found a few. They called around and the first two only taught on weekends. Mom and Dad wanted it done during the week. The next one they...

The Piano Teacher s Pussy

author's Note: This is a reposy but I do have permssion to do so.The Piano Teachers' PussyIntroduction: A story about a young man's introduction to love... I was 14 years old and in grade 9. I never really wanted to take music lessons but it was a forgone conclusion in my family. Both my parents were very musical. My mother was a backup cellist in the cities symphony and my father had taken music lessons his entire c***dhood. My parents had tried to get me enthused about some instrument – any...

The Piano Teachers Pussy

Introduction: A story about a young man's introduction to love... I was 14 years old and in grade 9. I never really wanted to take music lessons but it was a forgone conclusion in my family. Both my parents were very musical. My mother was a backup cellist in the cities symphony and my father had taken music lessons his entire c***dhood. My parents had tried to get me enthused about some instrument – any instrument, but to no avail.I had played the violin for a few years (an extremely painful...

Double TearsChapter 124

“The string slices into the skin of his fingers and no matter how tough the calluses, it tears.” —Melina Marchetta, The Piper’s Son 5 OCTOBER 2020 There is so much we don’t understand and aren’t being told. I didn’t know there were state-run creches—a kind of cross between daycare and an orphanage. I was so pissed last winter at the thought Francie and her baby would be separated and she’d have to serve two years without him. I wasn’t shocked that the government would do that,...

Melodic RedemptionChapter 30

Back to Stoney: Wasn't bad enough that I got T-boned by an illegal alien a couple of weeks ago, but now my beloved wife has thrown me under a bus. Admittedly, it's a bus full of musicians. Doctor Bob, the conductor/instructor of the university's chamber orchestra is complicit. Early in the relationship with Jo, she'd intimated to me the desire to play Mozart's Concerto for Flute and Harp, an idea I'd mentioned to Bob. When Jo saw that I was somewhat adept at my banjo, she railroaded...

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My head cradled on the soft pillow with my eyes closed, I lay there embodied in full contentment, and a satiated smile rests quietly on my lips. It takes about three seconds for my brain to process that I likely overslept. I sleepily reach for my cell phone on the night stand, which is only inches away from my face. I swipe the screen with an index finger and give a one eyed wink at the screen to see the time. 7:19 AM. The Eurostar train that I hope to take to Paris today has already departed...

Bestowed Discipline

Bestowed Discipline As I sat on on my knees, my hands tied to my ankles, my mouth gagged and tied tight, the sounds of Mozart filling my ears. my hands growing numb and my knees hurting. The gag in my mouth has left it dry, swallowing has become a chore. I look down at my cock, the roach clips in place, the flesh around them turning red. Shaking my...

The Revolution Iniative Ch 1

The year was 2015, and thanks to a series of bad leaders the United States had pretty well ticked off every major country on the planet. China hated us, Russia had grown intolerant of us, hell even Canada and Mexico had closed their borders and were talking about opening them only if we unilaterally surrendered to them splitting the nation in half. We did still get along with the brits, Austrailia and New Zealand but that was it. Life was tolerable, the only person we had to worry about was...

Choices Chapter 18

Choices, Chapter 18 A wedding choice Will Maggie do right by Kirk? Will Kirk become Ellen? Will Blair stop crossdressing? Will Laird and Maggie stay together? Does Laird even have a choice? These questions, among others, compelled me, fabulist Dawn DeWinter, to consult the occult. Once before, Madame Zeta, a fortune teller in New York City, helped me to look into the future. Then I wanted to know whether Kyle, an Iowa teen who would do "Anything for a Moped," ended up...

Sin BravelyChapter 35

"Ah ... My dear, Eva." Mozart rose from his chair to greet her warmly, kissing the woman on her left cheek. "It's good to have you here. Thank you for coming." "How could I refuse such a handsome invitation?" she asked the old man with a humorless smile. "You have your mother's eyes," Mozart said. "And your father's dry wit. I can tell already that I'm going to like you very much." The dining room was large and ornate, like the antique table and chairs that dominated the...

Not a Bad Boy

‘And now Michelle Leonard will play a selection from Mozart,’ the conductor announced as a beautiful woman stood and approached the solitary microphone stage center. ‘This should be good,’ someone behind him stated. ‘I heard she’s magnificent,’ his date whispered into his ear as the conductor slipped away from his microphone, allowing all eyes to settle upon Ms. Leonard. As she bowed to the appreciative crowd, Nathaniel Howe began to squirm in his chair. Mozart. The child prodigy he was...

A New Style of Education part 13

A New Style of Education by Karen Page Part 13 The last week before the field trip to France, all lessons apart from Music and French were cancelled. The school became a hive of activity as the last minute polishing took place. Our French wasn't perfect but it was certainly good enough to understand what was happening, what other people were saying and in most circumstances what was written. "Tonight," said Mr Hobson during breakfast, "we will be giving a concert in the...

First Trumpet

I was excited about the coming senior year. I did my dues in high school band. I was first a freshman trumpet player who thought he was hot shit but compared to the older students I was simply shitty and over the next three years I greatly improved so that I was indeed hot shit. Nathan would graduate this year so next school year I would take over first chair trumpet. Oh, there would be tryouts to compete for first chair but I was the best. The younger players were where I was a few years ago....

Sin BravelyChapter 31

"Put this on," the driver said, holding a blindfold over his shoulder. It was of the sort people wear when they wish to sleep. "Seriously?" Wolfgang almost smiled as he took it from the man's fingers. "Are you carrying a weapon, Herr Brandt?" the other man asked as he started the car. "Yes," Wolfgang said. "Very well," the driver nodded, checking traffic before pulling away. "Put the blindfold on." "Right," Wolfgang sighed. "Wake me up when we get there." The drive...

24 Hours From Tulsa

“I don’t know, I mean...” He hesitated again; he didn’t want to sound arrogant, but really, what would he have to talk about with them? That was a long time ago. He wished Tulsa had come. Only a couple of hours and he missed her already like a missing tooth – you can’t help putting your tongue into the hole that was there. That was her, she completed him. He’d laughed when she’d said “I don’t want to meet a load of losers from your old primary school. I mean come on diddeykins ... you don’t...

Duty and Duplicity Book 5 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 11 Two ladies of Verona

It was fast approaching the date of my thirty-second birthday and second anniversary of the deaths my wife and children. As you can imagine it was an occasion I viewed with trepidation. Last year I had spent the day in convivial harmony with Sergeant Major Benjamin Goodman and Spelky Woods in Bridgewater. This year I would have faced a bleak and solitary day had it not been for Claudia Garibaldi and Monique Kuensberg. Monique, a well-regarded opera singer, had been commissioned, by no less a...

Community TooChapter 28

Dan 1.0's turn: We're going back to where it all started – Mizz Helen's RV park. This time, the concert's been announced widely. Let's see what we got. Vocals – Cindy, of course, duets with me, also with Nikki on Cajun numbers, and with Teresa on a couple more numbers. Yes, I'd been cajoled (not really – a simple "Baby, let's go visit the Hardestys so I can sing with Teresa" worked perfectly) into a couple of weekend trips back to Helen and Charlie's. "No, you absolutely will...

Double TearsChapter 126

“This will be the first of a thousand worlds that we will give life to. For we are gods, and we are lonely, so we shall create.” —Adrian Tchaikovsky, Children of Time DONNA’S HOUSE looked like a nudist colony Sunday morning. I followed the delightful asses of Rachel and Livy down the stairs to the kitchen where I caught them each in a big hug and kiss before letting them go to help get breakfast ready. Donna was standing at the stove wearing an apron and preparing the griddle for...

Melodic RedemptionChapter 17

Mark it on your calendar. Today's a first for me. The first time I ever woke up to a work week with my partner. The alarm went off and I did not want to get out of bed because when the music started, Jo slid down and wrapped her arms around my waist, purring. "I really don't want to leave, sweetness," I said. "But I have work to go do." "Mmmm, I know, baby. I have a class at nine, too." "Let's just do what we have to do. At the end of the day, though, we come home...

DIABOLICAL

Diabolical Chapter Two At first glance appearing to be no more then an oversized tube not unlike in a roll of toilet paper, it’s actually a pair of tubes, one encompassing the other, embedded with dozens of rows of chemical treated, needle sharp pins of different diameters and lengths. The outer shell’s pins point inward, touching the inner shell, its pins pointing outward touching the outer shell. Devised to have a half inch space between the tubes, an encircling pair of thin packets...

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1999: Rosanna was certain that she had thought of the perfect gift for Solace. The only challenge would be finding such a specialized item. She had accompanied Solace to a meeting of an advocacy group for the blind and had seen the device. She had been so preoccupied gawking at it that she hadn’t thought to get the information on where it was manufactured. Thankfully, she had overheard the owner discussing the merits and at least she knew the name. Now, one month before Christmas, Rosanna...

In Salzburg

AN: This is a work of fiction. ***** ‘Entshuldigung, ist dieser Platz frei?’ My hands slipped from my book and it fell to the floor. I was reading a travel guide when I was interrupted by a warm, baritone voice. A young man in his early twenties was standing along the open door of the train compartment that I occupied. I didn’t catch what he said since it was in German, but I presumed that he was asking if he could sit with me. I nodded and pointed to the empty seats across me, then bent to...

A Summer in Olympia Ch 08

It was Wednesday, and opening night was two days away. Sir Charles had attended the dress rehearsal the night before, and had proclaimed the production excellent, in spite of the fact none of his original cast remained. Alfred helped me with plausible stories about the remaining players’ defections, which Sir Charles took in stride. The run of the opera was to be the last three weekends of September after initial celebration of Labor Day, and Alfred was nervous about the rest of his season of...

The default option I

I had been on the job for a month when she started. We filed into the small meeting room at our disposal one hour Monday mornings and Ben said, “Okay, peons…”“Pee off on the peon crap,” said Harriet.“Yeah, you make, what? 55 cents more an hour than we do, so don’t get above yourself, friend,” said Fiona.“You tell’im, Miss Mtotwa,” Harriet joined in, and she and Fiona high fived.“No, you forget, I’m an engineer, you’re…what are you gonna be again, a PE teacher?”“Physical therapist, Benny...

The Wager

Bill’s sexy dream was getting really wonderful when the damn alarm blared. He threw his right hand at the snooze button, desperately trying to keep dreaming. It was not fair to be jarred out of his dream just as Catherine Zeta-Jones was fondling his cock. Bill lost the battle to stay asleep and opened his eyes slowly. Through the haze of sleepy eyes, he saw a shadowy figure bending over him and the bed. Gentle fingers still fondled his scrotum and cock. He thought he heard whispering; the...

A New Style of Education Part 31

A New Style of Education by Karen Page Part 31 "Helen and Jayne, please report to Mr Hobson's office," requested the voice over the speakers. "That's the first time I've heard the speakers being used," mentioned Kevin from year-four, who was swimming laps with his study partner, Susan. "I suppose it's the only way to contact someone when they haven't got their PDA with them," said Paula, splashing Emma. "We'll see you all at lunch," I said to the others in the...

Was darf es denn sein junge Frau

Was darf es denn sein junge Frau? 0Elli war auf einem Wanderurlaub mit ihrer Freundin, die draussen wartete, und beide hatte Appetit auf etwas Leckeres. aeh, eigentlich wollte ich nur ein paar Frikadellen haben. Aber sie haben so leckere Sachen hier. Elli deutete auf zwei Schweinehaelften die an einem Haken an der Wand hingen. Alles von Tieren aus der Umgebung hier? Der Metzger laechelte. Natuerlich. Alles was hier verkauft wird stammt aus der Gegend und wird selbstverstaendlich auch hier...

CommunityChapter 34

Alan's Turn: One might imagine that in the aftermath of the restaurant robbery, things might be in a turmoil. To a certain extent, one would be right. I'm fortunate. I have immediate family, my Tina and my Terri. I have my full family, and Tina made sure that she talked with my sister about the incident. And I have the Community. "You gonna be okay, buddy?" Dan 1.0 asked. "Yeah. Am I supposed to be all weepy or something?" He shook his head. "Not like you had any choices." "You...

Melodic RedemptionChapter 7

We had dinner one more time before her mom and dad were due to hit town. We found a little place that served some good Italian cooking and talked about our respective days, mine at the engineering house, hers in school. Eddie's deal was, at least on the surface, solid. It had better be. He turned in his notice at work. That move got me a run into the big boss's office where I was grilled pretty heavy. "No," I said, "I'm not planning on going anywhere. I kinda like the place." He...

Student AssistanceChapter 3

I attended class and tried to pay attention. I took a lot of notes so I could figure out what was said later. My head was spinning from the message and excited to be seeing Karen. I hurried to the front of the student center to wait for Karen. She came up a moment later. She looked flustered but smiled when she saw me at the same spot. She came up to me and lightly kissed my lips. She said, “Is this your spot?” I replied, “It’s my lucky spot, my very lucky spot.” She smiled that thousand...

Student AssistanceChapter 4

My dad had always said that helping a lady into a car is rewarding. I realized that I could see a lot of leg and even down her top without any effort. He was right and I vowed to help Karen into my car any and every time I had the opportunity. We went back to the college and I parked fairly close to the concert hall. I handed her out again. She grinned at me. “You like doing that, don’t you?” I smiled. “They are just legs.” I said, “No, they are your legs. They are very special and very...

A Modern Metamorphosis

A Modern Metamorphosis Stephen sipped his morning's second cup of coffee--he was on his coffee break, after all--and scrolled down, reading of Pyramus and Thisbe, a tale he'd begun yesterday, but hadn't finished before it had been time to resume work. He was writing an instruction manual for a bidet, one of his more unusual and, in an odd way, sexier recent assignments as a technical writer. It wasn't every day that someone in his line of work was given the opportunity to write about a...

Spit and Image 2

"Hey, cutie. Why is your hair up in a bun again? It looks so pretty when it's down." Lori was in Paul's driveway, picking him up for school, just as she did every school day morning at 7:05. "That's exactly why it's up," Paul countered. "I swear it's even lighter this morning than it was yesterday. It was always more red than blonde. Now, it's blonde with just a little red. I just hope no one notices." "Well, what difference would it make if someone did? I mean, people dye their hair...

A New Style of Education part 12

A New Style of Education by Karen Page Part 12 That night I didn't sleep well, I kept thinking if I could have done something to stop Richard attempting suicide. Were there any clues? Well I knew she had dressed before, but there was no indication that she felt that way. "Any news on Jessica?" asked Helen as she woke up, breaking my self- analysis. "She is fine, as is Wendy," I replied peering at the PDA. "Oh and we get the results of the year leadership vote just before...

A New Style of Education Part 16

A New Style of Education Part 16 By Karen Page "So, what was it like?" asked Emma. "What was what like?" I replied, my mouth full of a croissant. "No talking with your mouth full," scolded Helen. "Yes Mum," I replied. "It was great," I replied. "We saw inside Notre Dame, climbed the Eiffel Tower and saw the Arc de Triumph." "How come you got to do all that and we didn't," moaned Paula. "Because we finished the competition hours ahead of you," I replied. "How? Mr Hobson...

The Trio Part 3

THE TRIO - Part 3 SARAH BUYS A SWIMSUIT After the talent show, mother had been making strong suggestions that she would like to see Sarah again. I had started music lessons with Mrs. Benson, and had a lesson that coming Sunday. Mrs. Benson had strongly hinted that she wanted to see me as Sarah. I had no serious objections to that suggestion, since I was enjoying dressing as Sarah. Therefore, I suggested that I change from George to Sarah right after church, and mom, dad and I...

Constanza s Submission

The Picture: Constanza's Capitulation Time ? Late 18 th Century, Place ? Harem of the Sublime Porte,Istanbul Introduction Mozart got it all wrong. But then he was a man, and he was an infidel,and he had never seen the inside of a seraglio. In fact he had nevertalked to anyone who had been inside a harem. Actually all the eventshe based his opera on had taken place well before he was even born. Andhe left me, probably the most important actor in the drama, out of his opera. Mozartfocused...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 2 StephieChapter 22 Halloween Weekend Part I

October 26, 1987, Chicago, Illinois The call I was expecting came just before 3:00pm on Monday afternoon. “You’re killing me!” Dante Puccini screamed into the phone. “Dante, could you please not scream into the phone,” I said, trying to sound as calm as I possibly could. “Hey, if somebody tried to stick it up your ass you’d scream!” I suppressed a chuckle. Elyse HAD done that, and a whole lot more, and I hadn’t screamed. “Dante, you asked us to solve a problem that every single vendor...

Sin BravelyChapter 33

"Herr Brandt? I'm Veronique," a tall, dark woman offered Wolfgang a friendly smile. He looked up at the sound of her voice, struggling to push away the fire of jealousy that Eva's confession had sparked in his gut. She'd been fucking the man, Herr Glauss, while Wolfgang had spoken with her over the phone, that had been obvious, and his sister had delighted in telling Wolfgang exactly how skilled Kurt was with his prick. He hadn't asked for a reason, Wolfgang could easily guess why his...

My Older Sister Is a Submissive SlutChapter 3

[Friday late morning] I finished my yard work and mom came home from the gym as I was heading upstairs for a badly needed shower. I hadn't worn any under shorts and the head of my cock could barely be seen hanging down. Mom followed me up and said, "Are you going to take a shower?" I nodded. "You did finish the yard?" I nodded again. I suddenly realized that she wasn't looking at my face but at the head of my cock peeking out from the bottom of my shorts. I went into the bathroom...

Teen Dreams Book 2Chapter 18

I had a moment of panic when I heard the engaged tone from Cal’s mobile, but I wasn’t going to give in to it. This time while we’d been apart, we’d actually managed to speak to each other every day, and I knew now that Charlie was regularly in touch with both Cal and her mother. I’m sure I would have heard if anything bad had happened. I made my way back to the taxi rank and joined the queue. While I stood there, my phone rang, I took it out and saw from the caller ID that it was Cal. “Hi,”...

Ants at BEESChapter 19

I phoned Winnie around dinnertime. She's taken the weekend off so we arranged for me to call for her around 900 on Friday. I told her about "hiring" Logan and about my Thursday appointment with my new advisor. The meeting with Professor Adam went painlessly. I gave him the note from Dr. Caddis, he signed it, we went to the office together. Luckily, Jennie was there. I asked her to make three copies. When she was done I handed the original back to her, one copy to Professor Adam and kept...

The SmithChapter 15 Choosing the Bumpy Road

Cat tried to hole up but I didn’t let her. On the fourteenth of November, we dressed up with her in the beloved red gown to go to the opera in Central City. The Marriage of Figaro was a very lively production. Mozart was, is, and always will be a genius. Regardless of what that idiot with a fifteen-minute attention span thought. Cat was beautiful and enthralled, which spread out among the others in the fifth through the tenth rows as she bounced and clapped, outright enjoying scene after...

Village TaleChapter 2

Albert Ferrers was up early - again! Three nights ago he had been kept up with the most persistent diarrhoea that he could remember in a long while. It had been a terrible night, during which he had been forced out of bed time after time to go to the toilet. Finally, just as the unwelcome fluidity had finally shown signs of easing he had pulled the curtains apart and looked outside at the icy wilderness that this usually idyllic village had become since that heavy snowfall of the day...

The First Book of the Merciful NunChapter 6 Sins Of The Flesh

Then it was Heather herself who suggested that some tuition in singing techniques would not come amiss. She had realised that she actually had a good voice, and that money could be made as a singer; furthermore, a trained voice would be more saleable than an untrained one. It was some weeks into the singing lessons when Father Reilly's self restraint finally snapped. "There's something wrong here," he commented, "You are not breathing at the right times in the song." "I can't just...

Double TwistChapter 165

“I want to be justice, love and the wrath of God all in one.” —Marjane Satrapi, Persepolis: The Story of a Childhood 16 SEPTEMBER 2021 I’m more nervous about today’s performance than any Cindy and I have given. I haven’t really had time to let all the implications of our performance sink in. It almost feels like Cindy and I have already begun our service. We planned the performance for our patrons and that’s how we’re approaching it, but the National School did all the audience...

The ArchducklingsChapter 3

I dreamt about my cousin Rudolf over the next few nights. Rudolf, six or so years my senior, was certainly my favourite relative. My older brother was a stuffy bully, even when he was six or seven and I was four or five. Rudolf was a cadet when I was learning to read and write. When I rode a pony, he had graduated to a horse. And when I began noticing girls, he was casting women aside. I was thirteen when he took me to an assignation with a woman called Franzi. She was a large woman in her...

I Remember BethanyChapter 2

(I which I taste Bethany's Schwarzwalder-Kirschtorte and she samples my Schwarzschlange-Honigschlag) Beth had given me her car keys and I brought my toolkit and mechanic coveralls to the bars' parking lot. When I popped the mustangs' hood, I found what I expected: a broken distributor cap. A quick trip to the parts store, a short tune-up and I had the 'tang' purring like a kitten, abet a large and deep throated kitten. Beth was just getting off the bus and she ran up to me and...

UniversityChapter 5

It was intermission at Mozart's Magic Flute. Rachel was bubbling over the singing and the production in general. "I love the whole fantasy element! Those puppets are wonderful! Oh! Over there, the chap in a green shirt..." "Yes?" "He's in my myth course!" "Well, you can talk to him tomorrow or the next day." "Yes. It'll be a start. But, what did you think of the Queen of the Night?" "You mean her voice or the costume?" "The white costume, I thought she'd be in black or...

UniversityChapter 31

I made the phone calls and scheduled a visit to sign an agreement and deliver a cheque for $2000. Then I sat thinking about my paper for the Koori Centre course. I decided to write a nasty essay on the PM. After all, it's two years since she said that there would be a referendum, that Australia had to acknowledge that 'first people of our nation have a unique and special place' [8 Nov 2010]. And now, nearly two years later, she'd 'delayed' the referendum! Crikey! She's just afraid of...

Melodic RedemptionChapter 29

Johanna's turn: I brought my Stoney home. My poor, broken, battered Stoney. Well, actually, a medical transport brought him home and ceremoniously deposited him in bed. The bed is a rental hospital bed, at least for the time being. I have home health technicians setting up trapezes. One over this bed. One over our bed. One over Stoney's favorite recliner. He's got crutches. "But do NOT try using them for a week," the doctor said. "And not while under the influence, either. I just...

Remembering Bethany Part 2

(I which I taste Bethany’s Schwarzwalder-Kirschtorte and she samples my Schwarzschlange-Honigschlag) Beth had given me her car keys and I brought my toolkit and mechanic coveralls to the bars’ parking lot. When I popped the mustangs’ hood, I found what I expected: a broken distributor cap. A quick trip to the parts store, a short tune-up and I had the ‘tang’ purring like a kitten, abet a large and deep throated kitten. Beth was just getting off the bus and she ran up to me and hugged and kissed...

A Lover of Music

Spring is always a time of hope and renewal. This had been the first time Janet had sat down at the piano since Tom had gone. It was like she had been in denial, afraid to play the melodies that had once so enraptured him, lest her emotions got the better of her and the awful pain of loneliness would consume her once again. He so used to enjoy her playing. Quite often on a Sunday afternoon, after a morning in the garden and a lovely beef roast and rice pudding lunch, he would settle himself in...

The Touch Ch 04

WARNING TO READERS – This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Chapter 4: A Ride Home for Annabelle Autumn at the garden centre was a lot slower than the spring or summer. There were fewer customers and most of the work that we needed to do was inside, either in the greenhouses or growing sheds, which was fortunate as winter that year came early and October and November were cold and wet, just bloody...

Solace Rosanna Ch 05

1998: Solace and Rosanna traversed the avenues and then made their way uptown. They walked arm in arm, and both smiled inwardly at how comfortable it felt walking with a near-perfect stranger. Solace considered herself to be a carefree person, but this was a bit odd even for her. Rosanna, being the levelheaded pragmatist knew she must be suffering from some form of temporary insanity because of her usual reserved and cautious nature. They kept up a stream of conversation. Actually, Solace found...

Miss Emma Rose

I scrunched my nose at the heavy textbook I pulled from the cheap plastic bag. “Jesus Emma,” My roommate Katie snorted as she caught a glimpse of the thickly bound book. “I told you that you should have just taken a history course instead.” We both had the same Arts major, but instead of having the same elective as her, I chose to go with something a little more challenging, German. After flipping through the textbook I was starting to think I might have taken on a bit more than I could...

Miss Emma Rose

Introduction: My first story, I hope you guys like it, and I am open to all of your critisism. Miss Emma Rose I scrunched my nose at the heavy textbook I pulled from the cheap plastic bag. Jesus Emma, My roommate Katie snorted as she caught a glimpse of the thickly bound book. I told you that you should have just taken a history course instead. We both had the same Arts major, but instead of having the same elective as her, I chose to go with something a little more challenging, German....

Just Say Yes

Edited by Red Martha. In ‘Joanne’s Metamorphosis’ my male protagonist was a successful writer of country music, I’ve only borrowed a sliver or two from that story theme. My musical tastes are eclectic, I enjoy classical, jazz, blues, classic rock, alternative rock and country—pretty much anything other than gangsta’ rap. My son reintroduced me to country several years ago, from Patsy and Hank to Toby and Brad, I love the stories and the tunes. Those who follow modern country will note that...

That Summer of Good Feeling

Those of a certain age will recall 1962 as an optimistic year, perhaps the last year of optimism in the troubled, tumultuous decade that followed. JFK and his New Frontiersmen were in charge, the GNP was humming along and Viet Nam was still a place most Americans couldn’t locate on a map. The Cuban Missile Crisis lay a few months ahead, but we were still blissfully ignorant of those missile sites going up, Castro’s answer to the disastrous Bay of Pigs invasion. It was a fun time to be...

Love From Overseas Prologue

Introduction: This is only a prologue, there wont be any sex! If youre looking for a quick one handed story, look somewhere else. Based on a true story of how my brother met the love of his life and turned his whole life around. Since my first post didnt bode so well, I decided to make an extension. There will be NO SEX in this story, as it is only a prologue. If you enjoy a good romance story, this should please you. However, I will add sex to the upcoming chapters, providing if you guys want...

Jan Acts Out Her Slutty Fantasy

Jan was now retired, she had lived a safe predictable but comfortable life watching her children grow up, marry and make her a grandma. When she had passed sixty-two and became a widow she realised guys didn’t look at her with desire anymore as they did when she was young, she could not recall when it changed?After four decades of marriage her husband Mike passed away, Jan tried another relationship, but it didn’t last long because she realised she did not want to be tied to a man again. Jan...

Meeting Minako Part 2

When we last left our two confused and aroused interracial wannabe lovers young twenty-one year old Minako was in a Lexus limousine heading to pick up her handsome older date John at his hotel. The couple would be attending a performance of classical music at Tokyo’s famed opera concert hall. In the lead up to this evening both of our characters had become rather smitten with the other. The interracial passion threatened to heat up further during their date at the concert. Each of them had...

How She got me to love BBC Part 1

I enter the local supermarket once I get off the train on my way home from work. It is almost summer and yet the majority of the womeb walking around think that it is. So many of them are dressed in such provocative ways. I am not angry about it at all! I walk in to the market to pick up some milk to take home as I am listening to Mozart on my phone and not trying not to pay attention to anything, but then just like that, a glorious vision pops up in front of me. A striking Latina who is just...

Aunt Abby and the Artist Part III

Aunt Abby Makes Sex Fun... and Funny!Here is Part III of my reality based fiction, 'Aunt Abby and the Artist', dedicated to my dear friend Abby Rhodes. Again, if you'd like to see the real Abby, here she is... her beauty makes the story even more enjoyable, and she approves of this message:http://xhamster.com/user/AbbyRhodesIf you haven't read Part I and Part II yet, I suggest you do so. If you have, then on with the show... and there will be a final chapter, Part IV 'Aunt Abby and the...

Unusual Punishment Conclusion

Unusual Punishment: Conclusion By Norman O. Johnson Part Six: Life Sentence Electrodes were glued to my forehead, my right forearm, and the top of my breastbone. "Is your name Karen Lauterbach?" asked my investigator. He was a stocky SBI man with a flattop and a well-trimmed moustache. The moustache looked rather good on him. "No," I said. This was the preliminary phase. I was supposed to reply 'no' so they could test how the lie detector's needle would bounce if I told a...

SRU The Gift

SRU: The Gift By Curtis Lemmon CHAPTER ONE: A HERO I sat there, alone in my car in the dark, lonely parking lot of the mall, and thought about suicide. That's how bad it was. I don't know if I would have had the guts to do it, but in those tortured moments, it seemed to the only way out. I was going to jail for a crime I didn't commit... for trusting and loving a woman who had used my loneliness as a trap to take everything I had (not much, admittedly) and to ruin my...

My Mind Control Gift

I have a mind control gift. At least, I think it's a gift. Originally I thought it was a curse. The mind control is very limited in target and duration but it does have some long-term effects. Also, I'm not really in control. In fact, no one is in control. So is it really mind control? Confused? I'll try to explain.My name is Charles, but just about everyone calls me Chuckie after a character in the 'Rugrats' cartoons. I hate that show. Everything was normal for me as a c***d. My parents are...

My Mind Control Gift

I have a mind control gift. At least, I think it's a gift. Originally I thought it was a curse. The mind control is very limited in target and duration but it does have some long-term effects. Also, I'm not really in control. In fact, no one is in control. So is it really mind control? Confused? I'll try to explain.My name is Charles, but just about everyone calls me Chuckie after a character in the 'Rugrats' cartoons. I hate that show. Everything was normal for me as a c***d. My parents are...

A Mother s Love

A Mother's Love by Alys Chapter 1 I eased into the small gap in the traffic slowly moving around the massive roundabout near Archway in North London. The middle aged male driver in the battered white Ford transit glowered at me momentarily and then accepted the inevitable with good grace. I smiled back and acknowledged him letting me into the flow of slow moving traffic. How I hated Monday mornings, the jolt of going back to work after the winding down of the weekend and having to...

Subliminal Messages

Title: Subliminal MessagesAuthor: slaveboyusaDate: 8/3/12 The noon sun came in through the window of Lilly Chen’s office and reflected off the glass of her framed MBA degree and into her slanted eyes. Lilly was reading the business profile of a dog food company called Little Bites. Ms. Chen is the youngest president in the history of Savory Treats dog Food Company. The last president retired a month ago and after careful interviewing and researching candidates, the board of directors...

Best Served Warm and Buttered

Mark reached across me to grab his watch off the nightstand. "Sorry, babe," he said. "I got a ten o'clock tee time." This was not going to be a day for cuddling, the only one of my subtle and not-so-subtle suggestions that he ever seemed to remember. He pulled his spent cock out of me and gave me a slap on the rear. "You're still a damn good piece of ass, Kath." I could feel the mattress, freed of his weight, regain its shape underneath me. "Don't let anyone tell you you ain't...

Initiation

A shiver runs through you. Your heart is pounding. Your vulva feels full. You are warm, but it's not just the heat in the room. Some of it is from within. You are anxious, but you are also eager, for you have awaited this moment for months. The members of the Secret Society of Eros are about to initiate you. After today, you will be a full-fledged member, and some day you will watch and participate as future members are initiated. But, somewhat unsure of what you are about to experience, now...

Carrying the FlagChapter 2 The Devil Laughs

Late was not an option with Devers. I hustled to her new office. I'd canceled my afternoon diving practice, so when she was done dragging me over the coals I'd join Terrell for some music appreciation. That was something to look forward to. Assuming, that is, that my head wasn't mounted on Devers's office wall. I'd had sessions with her before -- for things like using one of the short stair railings as an angled balance beam or doing cartwheels down an almost empty hall. Hey! That was...

Road RashChapter 2

I looked over at her. Her expression was mixed. Might've been some remorse and regret in there. I was feeling kind of ashamed that I'd taken the conversation in that particular direction. This was a lady obviously in a tight spot in her life. Whether or not the blame was hers or should be shared with others, it wasn't my place to unload my own frustrations on her. "I'm sorry," I said. "Apparently I have a sore spot." "Chuck, you are not the first one to tell me that. I had friends...

Double TimeChapter 87

“What’s the difference between a classical guitar and a pizza? A pizza can feed a family of four.” —Faye Kellerman, Hangman “I DIDN’T GET A CHANCE to tell you Wednesday evening,” I said to Cindy as we were opening our instrument cases. “You look really ... um ... pretty in that dress. More ... um ... mature.” I wanted to say that she looked gorgeous and sexy but, in some ways, she looked like a little girl playing dress-up. Only the dress fit. Really well. “Thank you,” she whispered. I...

CommunityChapter 54

Dan Richards's turn: Only thing that would make today better would be if I could've brought Cindy with me. Oh, let's get past that whole 'cute redheaded travel companion' thing, or the conversations that bounced from one corner of the world to another, or the red head leaned against my chest with my arm around her on the open road. Nope! She'd met some of the client engineers with me at another venue and they asked for her in specific. "Where's the little redhead?" was the first...

Overboard Too Chapter 34

The insurance check deposited without a hold on it, and I moved it into a separate account that I'd already had set up and designated for the boat. I smiled as I thought back to the day I had opened it. I had stopped in at the bank to make a deposit, and the new teller remarked at the name I'd given the account, and asked if I was a fan of Talia Wagner. I looked up at him and saw that he was smiling, and cracked back, "She's okay, for the daughter of a Nightcrawler and a Witch." I could...

RockmanChapter 26

Ged spent the remainder of the week arranging songs with Gerry Frobisher, and eating with him and his wife each evening. On the Friday, Robin came to visit. "You've phoned Cassie," she said as soon as she sat down. Ged looked at her in surprise. "No," he said. "I realised after you went that I've not got her number. She's got mine but hasn't tried to contact me. I've been quite busy you know with these pieces for Gerry." "But you can find her number?" came the...

CindyChapter 59

We slid easily back into the routine of daily life. Cindy was back in school on a final slide to graduation. "Dan," she said, "I collected a few students that the teachers will let me work with to help them get along in math. It gives me something to do. And I spend a little time in the computer lab, too." "Doing what? I asked. Cindy was computer-literate. MORE than computer-literate. She knew quite a bit about what was under the hood. After her foray into programming the control...

CindyChapter 61

Cindy's turn: Oh, gosh! It's almost a madhouse. There's so much going on. Monday morning we're up early, up the road, drive-thru at McDonalds for breakfast. "Purina Road-warrior Chow," Dan says. Dan's lived on the road and in RV parks for years. I think this last one might've done it for him. Auburn University is ahead of us. I have a nine o'clock appointment. Mizz Patel from the engineering department has set it up for me. "Do not worry, dear Cindy," she said when we were...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 10 BridgetChapter 55 How To Teach A Virgin

February 9, 1997, Chicago, Illinois On Sunday morning, after cuddling with Birgit and eating breakfast, I showered and dressed in comfortable clothes, then read the Chicago Tribune until I heard a knock at the front door. I got up and went to the foyer and let Ally into the house. “I wasn’t sure if I should ring the bell,” she said. “It would have been OK - nobody is in bed.” Elyse and her boys were with Eduardo, Maria Cristina was at church with her mom, and Winter had left early to meet...

LenaChapter 3

A whole day in town by myself. Lena’s graduation in in a couple of days. I had appropriate clothes for attending that function. No, I didn’t need a suit. This is a high school graduation in the Deep South. I had a short-sleeved business shirt that I intended on wearing without a tie. The light blue shirt and slacks would put me in the upper quintile of the audience. Had I worn a tie, I’d be a one percenter. Ah, well... Today, Lena’s in school, her last day before graduation. We have plans...

Hindsight 20 20 Book 1Chapter 49

It had been a long day and I took April's advice and turned on the TV. I watched Jeopardy and then Charlie's Angels. I was such a pig. April went upstairs, and at the half way spot in the show, I turned off the TV and said, "I want to hear you play, my pet." Her face got bright and she ran to get her instrument. She started to put it together and said, "I call my mouth piece Britt's cock. I'm going to play one of the songs from the band and then I'll play some Mozart." The first one...

MICHAEL R THOMASChapter 13

[Disclaimer: This story reads best in LANDSCAPE MODE on a smart phone or any other mobile device.] “Mr. Thomas, you have a student who would like to speak to you at the counter,” Clara said. The tone she took told me it wasn’t my Jennifer, so I got up and went out and saw one of my choir members, Jeremy Nicholls, a high tenor, who is ten years old. “Good morning, Jeremy,” I said. “You know who I am?” he said nervously. “I know everyone in choir and orchestra. Do you need an...

Double TwistChapter 164

15 “Governments have always tried to crush reform movements, to destroy ideas, to kill the thing that cannot die. Without regard to history, which shows that no Government have ever succeeded in doing this, they go on trying in the old, senseless way.” —Emmeline Pankhurst, My Own Story WE GOT TO THE THEATER at ten and set our charts on the stands that were in the middle of the space with a couple of chairs and stools. The audience risers had apparently been pulled out by a night crew...

Double TearsChapter 138

“If you want to find the real competition, just look in the mirror. After a while you’ll see your rivals scrambling for second place.” —Criss Jami, Killosophy 23 FEBRUARY 2021 I believe the flute is the most sublime instrument in the orchestral family. When Cindy plays, the world goes away. It makes no difference if it is ‘The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly’ or ‘The Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun,’ Piazzolla or Mozart. There is something so primal about the sound, it reaches into my...

Melodic RedemptionChapter 26

The week went by with nothing major going on to interrupt our lives. Waiting on Friday. Before Johanna, I wasn't one of those people who worshipped Fridays, but now it was not a matter of escaping FROM something, it had become a matter of escaping with somebody, TO something. The weather was warm in the afternoon, cooler enough at night to be comfortable, and a cold front was due through late Saturday. When I got home Friday, the weekend's provisions were stacked by the door. I walked...

Noise

Noise, it again rings in his ear. The babies crying, the Sergeant yelling, the masturbating monkey chirping in excitement. John screaming in the background. It’s now 5:30 am. The radio continues. ‘Good morning Arizona. This is the Morning Sickness with John Holmberg, Brady Bogan, Creepy E, and big Dick Tolido. First off I just wanna talk about something before we begin. And that is the subject of Obama. I’m just reading more and more and more about this guy who keeps popping forward about the...

Bayonetta s Abuse Chapter 07 Jeanne s Gambit

Bayonetta had left the night before and would be gone at least a couple more days, off on another lengthy assignment. She left him in her studio dungeon with a small stash of food and just enough amusement to keep James from losing his mind. She had added a treadmill and a set of weights to his accommodations so that he could exercise when he wished, but using either of them wasn't particularly comfortable when bound from neck to toe in latex and chained to a bed. “Femdom... S&M... Femdom......

Wrinkle Shivers

He shivered violently, as if he wanted to shake off ice water. The room was devoid of moisture, and it wasn’t even very cold, no colder than any other classroom. There was the stale air of hopeless effort, but that wasn’t enough to create a physical effect, it only filled him with more curiosity than usual as the test wore on. He was in hour two. He wasn’t frightened. Friends had warned him that the key to making it past anything would be to shut his fear down. Fear was useless. And really,...

The Infinite Book 1 Chapter 4

The spring rains were dramatic, passionate, the lifeblood of Mother Nature as she fully awoke from her winter slumber and prepared for summer. Yet at the moment, the fury with which the enlarged drops fell was not appreciated, for they numbed Noah’s fingers as he gripped his sword and made him shiver as his clothes became worthless from the damp. It was also difficult to see, splashing against his face and blurring his vision, but he kept his gaze focused on his enemies. He was out in the...

Love At First Email

Big thanks to MissBoePeep for helping with her amazing editing skills and friendly perosanlity that made it so easy to do this. Thanks This is my first post but all feedback is welcome. I have changed the name of the other person mentioned in this to protect their identity, this is a true story it’s my story. I’ve written it so that other people out there can read it and hopefully it will help some people find their way and help others decide but also to say that everything you hear should...

A Fantasy in One Act

Being fascinated sexually with women as well as men, I have always been on the lookout for that ‘certain’ type of woman, one about my height, large breasts, and a way of carrying herself that exudes sensuality out of every pore. A few women have caught my fancy, but there’s always been one model of woman that I have fantasized repeatedly about until my skin tingles: Kim Cattrall. CJ knows this and last summer while I was on hiatus from my job, he happened to notice that a film was shooting in...

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