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Going South

Hop 1 After having been home a few months and recuperated from having gone round the world in my Corsair, a World War II fighter, I started thinking about the Southern route. Many planes transferred from the States to Europe, especially the North African and Southern European Theatre, by flying across the Atlantic from Brazil to Africa. I'd see parts of the world I had missed the first time and avoided a couple places I didn't want to see again. I looked at the distances from island to...

Tequila Shuffle

Fuck me to tears. Even my goddamn hair hurt. My skin was a thousand pinpricks of sharp pain. I tried to open one eye, but the painful brilliance of a supernova pierced through my brain, slamming into the back of my skull with all the delicacy of a semi-truck. With a load of steel girders. And plate glass. Driven by Ted Nugent. A really pissed off Ted Nugent. Probably a drunk Ted Nugent. There was a horrible screeching sound slowly building, kind of like cat nails on an endless...

It s Okay Honey

Boys who grew up with her would tell you that Jenny Marie Stephens would not be the first girl in the room that you would notice. Growing up, she was not the eye catcher that a number of others were. At a school dance, she would be one of the last girls taken. She was tall for her age, kind of knock-kneed, skinny, flat chested, thick glasses, and a bit stoop shouldered. Her teeth were a little crooked and her nose was a thin, slightly crooked one. To say she was not popular was an...

Learning From the Past

It is often joked that my gender "never learns." We make the same mistakes over and over again, as if the presence of a soft, dangly organ between my legs negates the ability for me to process new information. They joke, all the girls do, that "men never learn." And indeed, when you hear of tales about Simon, it's understandable why some women think like that. He was a drinking buddy of mine and as we used the shortcut through the woods he would always need a pee at the same place; by the...

Mahmoud Hamas and the Necronomicon a K a Arab Style Vengeance

This story is dedicated to HP Lovecraft, father of American Horror and he gave the world "Weird Science". I would also like to give many special thanks to Mike S, who has convinced me to come out of retirement and start writing online erotica again. Mahmoud Hamas was sat down in a café, drinking Arabic tea, in Beirut. Mahmoud Hamas was not originally from Lebanon. He was from Palestine. He left the country when he was 12 years old because the Israeli soldiers killed all his friends and he...

No More Cucumbers

I held my legs wide and closed my eyes. Despite all the cocks that I had sucked, I had never had one in my pussy. Daddy was about to correct that omission. A few hours earlier: You may have guessed that even in school in that small town where I grew up, I was pretty decent looking. I'd done some modeling as a child and young teen and saw that as my future. I had plenty of boys sniffing around and I used to enjoy a nice hard core DVD. By the time I reached sixteen, my cherry had fallen to the...

The Terror Out of Space a Rae Arizona Adventure

The twin suns of Arcturus II shone down from a cloudless sky on the endless vista of the Emerald Sea. Rae Arizona and her cousin Jan floated in the rippling water, enjoying the warmth on their naked bodies. They seldom wore clothing except when on a mission, preferring to be one with nature and it's wonders. Sith, their feline humanoid partner, was off hunting in the Forbidden Mountains while Pallas and Daisy, their cybernetic companions, played a game of 3-D Escher chess in the beach house...

Across the Way

"Consider it an early Easter present. No, it's not chocolate. Just, whatever you do, don't let your mother see," she said with an impish smile as she handed over the big carry bag. "She'd have a coronary." Jody desperately wanted to check the contents, but at the same time was scared to — knowing Sammi, anything could be in there. So, instead, she carefully stowed the bag beside the bed, hidden from her mother's gaze by the coverlet and the bedside chest. "God, I'm bored," she...

Special Delivery

© Copyright 2002 The tinkling of a small bell sliced through the sweltering June morning. Summer has started hard this year, and today's temperature is at eighty-five degrees before ten a.m. From the inside of a much cooler flower shop, Karen winced at the searing sun as it nested in a royal blue sky. Her own equally blue eyes scanned the roadway, which passed the front of the store, for the familiar form of the florist's delivery van. Vance, the store's salesclerk was attending to...

Nellie s Wedding

I know it’s not cool for a guy to think that his Auntie looks sexy but having watched my Aunt Nellie walk down the aisle as she got married to my best mate’s Uncle Jack there is no other way to describe her. Even though she was getting on a bit -- she was thirty-seven after all -- she was fit and the dress she had picked showed off her family treasures perfectly. Like all of the women in my family she had an excellent set of mammaries; hers appeared to be about the same size as my mum’s...

Hot Wheels

I was heading home from work when I first spotted her. I nearly ran my 2003 Hyundai Accent off the road when I saw the delightful curves of her body. They say you never forget your first. Let me tell you something. That is so true! I managed to safely pull my car over, and stared openly at the graceful lines of her body. She was like a twin sister! The lovely blue 1968 Shelby Cobra GT 500 KR that had caught my eye was nearly an exact duplicate of my husband's first car! His father, my...

Artist

Copyright 2002 Her heart was hammering, banging away against her chest. She unlocked the car and quickly got inside and slammed the door. She started the car and turned the AC on high and stuck her face in one of the vents. Still feeling flushed and warm, she unbuttoned the top four buttons of her dress, pulled it open, and directed another vent to her chest. "Jesus," she thought, as she tried to put the memory of the feel of his inner thigh into perspective. She'd been caught off guard....

Her or Me

Edited by Barney R. I had to mess with it and so as always, all mistakes are my fault. Mother-In-Law interference wrecked my happy home. My name is Terrence Carver, TC (not Terry) to my friends; I am 33 and Divorcing from Stacy Carver (nee Taylor). Thank goodness there are no children. I am a software engineer for a local conveyor manufacturer. My duties are site prep and system design. I am on the road maybe 1 week a month, with mostly overnight trips. The work is interesting, and at...

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Shelley had heard the stories before it happened to her. Here in the outreaches of a South American outback, she had found this cabin where she could be alone and gather her thoughts. She had come here to get over the hurt she had encountered from a broken marriage and a broken relationship. Of necessity, she had contact with the local tribes-people – which is where she had heard many stories of the strange legends and creatures of the forest. And where she had first heard of the people that...

It Came From the Laundry Room

Crystal was horny. Walking into her big apartment she pulled off her jeans. Her blue, silk panties going with them. She reaches under the back of her T-shirt. Unbuckling her matching bra. She pulls the shoulder straps down her arms then reaches into her shirt, pulling her bra down and free. Tossing the double-D size item onto the kitchen counter. Her T-shirt just barely covered her nicely rounded ass. Threatening to offer a peek at her bald cunny with every step she took toward the giant...

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