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Picture Painting

It was very easy to paint a picture in my brain of you standing before me in my garage, you see the hoist hanging down from the ceiling and a bench top full of rope, toys, and play items, each sending exciting messages to your brain. You are fully clothed, processing my request for stockings, garter, panties, skirt, top and a sexy bra. I move close and hug you giving you are hard kiss on the lips, feeling your melt into my arms. I pull back slightly and move my lips to your ears, whispering...

Sweet Painted Lady

I can't explain what happened. Maybe I wasn't the lover that she had always dreamed about. Maybe I didn't empathize like she expected when she needed to vent. Maybe I didn't bring her flowers often enough. Maybe, just maybe, she met someone new. All of those 'maybes' swirling in my head leaving me dazed and heartbroken. Whatever the cause, I was single again, in pain and as lonely as hell. It was time to get away and go someplace my ex and I had never been. Staying in Chicago had too many...

Painting MomChapter 3

They were here, at the door; the couple that commissioned all the work. The man was in his early forties and the woman was at least twenty years older, maybe more. They were elegantly dressed and a long, black limo was parked in the driveway, the driver standing respectfully by the rear door. The man spoke. “Hello, I’m Nick and this his Gwen. We’ve come to see the pieces, if they’re ready.” “Oh. I’m ... uh ... I’m not sure they are. I wish you’d let me know you were coming. I’ll uh, have to...

Demon GateChapter 2 Painted Doll

Satou tossed and turned on his sleeping mat, images of the beautiful red woman flashing through his mind. He couldn’t stop thinking about her, about the way that her red skin shone in the sunlight, about how her hair looked as fluffy as a cloud. Those golden eyes, her alluring body... He didn’t care what Nagao said, he had to see her again, he would go crazy if he didn’t. He felt like there was a hot coal burning in his belly, as if the only way to quench the fire was to gaze upon her one...

Raiders of Painted Skin Girlfriend

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, all credits to their creator 渡鸦10492. This is just a translation. Raiders of Painted Skin Girlfriend # 1 "March 7th, cloudy, 18 degrees... Forget it, it's meaningless to remember, I'm not writing a diary." Sitting in front of the computer desk, Lu Sheng stared at the screen with a complex expression, tapping his fingers on the keyboard , but always press and hold the backspace key after typing a few lines. A special document in an encrypted format was opened...

PornWorld Kira Queen Busty Body Painted Babe Kira Queen Takes A Pounding From BBC Boxing Trainer

Busty babe Kira Queen gets body painted into a boxing outfit and can’t wait to show personal trainer Darrel Deeps. They start training but this horny minx can’t keep her eyes off Darrel and puts on a show as she slides a glass dildo into her juicy pussy. He soon joins Kira and she bends over to slurp on his BBC while he sits on the weights bench. Kira bends over and gets her pussy stretched to the max with Darrel’s big shaft and they fuck in all sorts of positions all around...

Texas Death Row Market

She was driving through the open space, wondering whether she would make iton time. The speedometer of her sedan was showing about 50 mph on a two wayroad just off the highway. There was nothing but dust and dirt on each sideof the road. She was not used to this kind of a terrain. She was from EasternMassachusetts where one quickly gets used to seeing trees on one side of theroad, and the ocean on the other. Being in Texas or the first time of her lifereally was a great experience for her....

Kellie

I My name is Kelly, or if you prefer, as my wife does, Kellie. When I was born, I was rather small, just over 4 lbs and barely 13 inches long, and as I grew, this small stature followed me. Although my mother was 5' 10" and my dad 6'5", I was not destined to grow to anywhere near their height. Growing up, and all through school I was the smallest in my class, trailing even the girls. For the most part throughout school, people would assume I was 3 to 4 years younger than my actual age....

Five Classes of SubmissionClass 5B

Back in New York, it was so hard to conduct business when the needs of her body kept distracting her mind. She fought her way through it, though, canceling the termination of her lease. She liked this apartment far too much to leave. Its location was ideal, and her bedroom was already absorbing the scents of several lovers — she'd have to be crazy to walk away when her personal environment was just coming together. And she couldn't wait to tell Giuseppe that she was staying. She'd already...

Past LivesChapter 2

While still in the grip of an orgasm while Terry knelt in front of me in my studio gulping my ejaculating semen with relish, I had my first glimpse of the life I lived before Jane Wilson. Once again, it was a terrifying event. I died, and it wasn't a normal death. I felt the pain of a bullet rip through my chest and heart, exploding out my back in a cone of pink mist. Terry thought I'd collapsed with pleasure. I didn't correct her mistaken assumption. During that life I'd been a male,...

Reciprocal NeedsChapter 5

"All right," Kensington said, "Here's what I'll do. I have a three-man show scheduled next month. One of the artists will not be ready. He's never ready, and I've decided to drop him. I can't abide lazy artists, drunks or addicts. I'll select five or six of these paintings for the show and include Darrin Cannon in the advertising. If the paintings sell out during the show, including the week following the show, I'll represent your brother on an exclusive basis." "Acceptable,"...

Building a Dream Part Ten

Hello reader. You may be reading this and thinking, ‘Part Ten? ‘Can I really be bothered to the read the first Nine?’ Well, that’s up to you but I would recommend it as the events in this whole story are a mixture of fact and fiction and, in the long run, you will not be disappointed. We righted a wrong. A girl we met that week legally owned some paintings that were worth a lot of money and her stepfather had them in his possession. The main theme of this story is how a group of us helped to...

Ethical Decisions for a Curator

Jennifer Marie Kornikova put her cell phone and charger into her purse as her high heeled lizard skin boots click clacked nervously across the honed marbled floor of the Nelson Art Gallery. "Good night, Mrs. Kornikova," the guard said as he touched the bill of his cap to her as she went by. "Good evening, Mr. Sommers," Jennifer said as she forced a smile she did not feel. She was trying to hide her concern over the phone call she had just received. The guard, Nathan Sommers, watched her as...

Reciprocal NeedsChapter 12

Kensington Galleries was located on W. Sahara Avenue near the Las Vegas Art Museum. Phil boasted of showing fifty contemporary artists, offering originals, mixed-medium, limited edition signed/numbered prints, as well as sculptures in bronze, marble and alabaster. The gallery normally closed at 6:00 PM, but tonight the lights inside the gallery shined brightly and gave evidence to what looked like a celebration inside. When Darrin and Barbara drove up and stopped in front of the gallery, a...

The Muse portrait of the artist as a lover

THE MUSE (PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST AS A LOVER) By Katharine Sexkitten "For I have crossed between the poles, and for me there's no mystery Once a man, like the sea I raged Once a woman, like the earth I gave Ah, but there is in fact more earth than sea." Cinema Show, by Genesis She sat in peaceful repose, while all around her seemed chaotic. Her hair fell down her back in a wild tangle, dark on dark. The massive pile of pillows behind her showed them as a mixture of big and...

Breaking FreeChapter 7

My next contact with Tina came in February. The Northern cold spell had finally been broken. It was still cold, but nothing like it had been throughout the month of December and most of January. I was returning home from one of my recreational buying/selling trips. This one had taken me up through parts of Rhode Island and Massachusetts. It had been a good trip from many standpoints, and I'd even extended it one additional day in order to allow myself time to visit some historic homes and...

Building a Dream Part Sixteen

Follows on from Part Fifteen where the group of new friends meet to plan the filming of a porn film at a house in Dorking in order to retrieve some paintings that are being held there by a young ladies’ evil stepfather. “Oh fuck,” I said quietly as Mike approached hand-in-hand with, who I presumed to be, Patty, his wife. She was an attractive curly-haired brunette with a very slim figure and I could see her gripping Mike’s hand tight as they walked up to us. Mike had a nervous smile on his...

Past LivesChapter 3

"Grace," I said, "you will make every other woman at the opening green with envy. That dress is stunning, but what it packages makes the dress, not the other way around." She blushed, but just under the flush or her embarrassment, I could see that my words had thrilled her. What made it easy was the fact that I hadn't exaggerated at all. "And Mom, if you looked any more alluring, Dad would need to carry a stick to beat off the men that would crowd around you instead of my...

Transgender Artist Kinky Jimmy

Transgender Artist Kinky Jimmy Copyright 2009 by Cal Y. Pygia The artwork of Kinky Jimmy (a pseudonym for Ken Jeremiassen, a Norwegian freelance illustrator who specializes in fantasy and erotic art) is all over the Internet. Well, not everywhere, really, but it is on a number of websites; it's easy to find. A skilled illustrator in the same league as Kimberly Wilder and Christopher Leach (both of whom I've written about in other articles), Jimmy's style is rather like that of the...

Leslie In Paris

Leslie's Week in Paris by B. Willow My name is Leslie Phips. I'm a 30-year-old male working for an investment company. Work has been absolutely hell lately. Stocks have been on a roller coaster and my clients have been demanding, nervous, and edgy. I've come to hate coming to work and need a break. I have eight days of vacation coming and I need a change of pace and place. It's March, and I decided to go to Paris. My vacation starts the first week in May. A week ago, I asked...

ShawnChapter 8

The store was still open and I picked out some new clothes for Esperanza and a few for Lusa. This time there was no hesitation from the saleslady. Lusa and Esperanza invited me into the changing rooms and I admired the view and gave my assessment of their choices. Esperanza needed a bra and I selected one and brought it to her. With a little suck on her buds, she held me to her and groaned. When she relaxed I put the bra on her and admired the flushed look on her face. "Why did you do...

The Offering

The janitor was far from surprised to see light streaming from beneath the door bearing the placard Cameron Baxter, Curator Antiquities, despite the late hour. With a smile and a shake of his head, he continued down the hall, planning to return at the end of his shift – as usual. Inside, Cameron tucked an errant lock of curly, walnut brown hair back behind her ear and sighed. Though she’d expected the result, the email confirming her suspicions about the small collection of late period Egyptian...

A Canvas Fantasy

A Canvas FantasyThe old painting from uncle William’s attic was gone now, lost in the fire of ’84. The house was saved, but at the cost of my access to my uncle’s collection of girlie magazines and other pleasantries so important to a boy of that age. The painting, though, was what I remembered best. It was done in classical style so far as I knew about such things. The woman was not smiling seductively towards the artist. Hers was not an enigmatic look such as is found on the Mona Lisa. She...

Case of the Parole Officer Ch 01

The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa’s Christmas Story, The Case of the Black Badge series, A Case of Revenge series, Teresa’s Summer Race, The Trilogy series, Dark Side Of The Force series, Caught In The Act...

T R E SChapter 30

I entered the darkest period of my life, but I wasn't without success. The office complex in Las Vegas sold quickly, exceeding our expectations. The sale for the hotel in Belize soon followed, but the buyers weren't interested in a partially developed hotel on a Greek island. "Finish it," the buyers of the hotel told me, "and we'll take a look." I was stuck with completing the Greek island project. We'd lose millions if I abandoned it. It was five months before a buyer surfaced for...

All I Need Pt 05

Part Five.I sat on the bench outside of the hospital for a long while. I don't know if I was feeling shock, exhaustion, or just complete emotional devastation. Maybe I hurt so badly inside that my body shut down all feeling in response. I'm not sure. All I know is that I simply felt hollow. Hollow and numb.It could have been all the goddamned painkillers they had given me for all I knew.Finally, I made myself get up and start walking, although I wasn't sure where I was going yet. I walked about...

Philosophy in the Boudoir and In Memory of Mack Sennett A Transgender Interpretation

Philosophy in the Boudoir and In Memory of Mack Sennett: A Transgender Interpretation By Cal Y. Pygia Surrealist artist Rene Magritte regarded his paintings as visual poems in which he sought to express the "secret affinities" between objects which seemed otherwise wholly unrelated. He detested Freudian interpretations of his work, regarding such readings as puerile and superficial, if not totally irrelevant. Therefore, he would have been likely to reject psychoanalytical...

Bath of BloodChapter 4 The Blind and the Bloody

The alarm beeped at six a.m. Dylan groaned, and rolled over in bed. Neither he nor Jaclyn had gotten dressed after their lovemaking, so both had slept the entire night in the nude. Dylan climbed out of bed and staggered off into the shower. He had been letting the warm water run down his back for just a minute before he felt a soft hand rest on his shoulder. He turned to see Jaclyn stepping into the tub behind him. She wrapped her arms around his chest and rested her head on his...

Christmas Truce

Christmas TruceBy oggbashan©Copyright Oggbashan November 2013; Minor edit April 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *************************************************I was sitting at my small easel, painting yet another watercolour of the Essex countryside. I produce...

Black and White

It was a late night and Raine was tired. She looked down at the expensive flower arrangement in her hand and pressed the apartment's doorbell for the fifth time. No answer. Only when she turned to walk away did the door finally open.“Hey,” The man was tall, wearing a t-shirt over boxers. His dark hair looked damp. “Sorry for the wait.”He smelled like soap. Raine didn’t quite look at him, distracted by the brightly-lit apartment behind him. There was art everywhere. Paintings, sculptures and...

All I Need Pt 02

Part Two.Other than hearing from my mother that Amy had arrived safely in Rome, I heard nothing from or about her for the next several days. I hoped she was enjoying herself. As a slap in the face to my joke the night before she left, the house seemed empty and quiet without her. I missed her already. The first couple of days I suspected that she was having the time of her life and was too busy being enthralled with Rome to contact me. Her facebook page seemed to be updating constantly with...

Past LivesChapter 18

I didn't appreciate the general atmosphere at my opening at the C. Harris Gallery of Fine Arts. Financially the show was a success. When my entourage and I arrived at the gallery, sold stickers dotted all my paintings, and Craig Harris was ecstatic. At first, that's how I felt, but after I'd talked with my buyers, I realized some of them had purchased my paintings not so much for their artistic merit or investment potential but rather for the titillating fact that the artist had beheaded...

What My Flowers Said Ch 3

Chapter 3 “Huh,” Peter turned back to me, his eyebrows arched.I remained frozen in place, unable to tear my eyes from the wall.“Huh,” he repeated, “Why uh, why didn’t you tell me you had some stuff in the show, Pens?”His tone was puzzled and penitent. Before reading the name, I could tell he’d just missed making some scathing remark at my expense.“I didn’t know,” I muttered, shaking my head.Gradually, I put the pieces together.Marie... So this was her surprise. My face, chest, and arms all...

The Offering

The janitor was far from surprised to see light streaming from beneath the door bearing the placard Cameron Baxter, Curator Antiquities, despite the late hour. With a smile and a shake of his head, he continued down the hall, planning to return at the end of his shift — as usual. Inside, Cameron tucked an errant lock of curly, walnut brown hair back behind her ear and sighed. Though she'd expected the result, the email confirming her suspicions about the small collection of late period...

Joan s Room Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Day by Day Wednesday morning arrived and I began to worry. Things were just moving along too perfectly. Experience had taught me that the only true law was "Murphy's Law". I finished taking my shower and got dressed. Today I was wearing my red skort. A bit showy perhaps, but I didn't have a lot of choices. Besides, I'd discovered yesterday that the skort was perfect work wear. Especially in this warm weather. Still, I was going to need...

Building a Dream Part Five

Continues on the day following Jay’s drunken threesome with Simon and Jay. The names of the people involved have been changed Having had a shower, I looked at the time on the clock. Eleven thirty. Blimey, we had slept late. Fairly soon the housekeeping staff will be knocking on the door. I decided it was time to wake Jay. I opened the curtains to let in the bright morning sun, looking over at Jay, asleep in bed as I did so. The light hit her closed eyes causing her to wake and squint as she...

Ashley and MiloChapter 3

It had been four months since I had a chance to see Lindsey and Marie. Jean parked in Ashley's driveway and walked across the lot toward me. She was lugging two small cases which I assumed held clothes. The girls hung back behind their mother. Jean spoke just before she reached me. "Go on girls, give your father a kiss and a hug. He hasn't been near you for a long time. Make him glad to see you." I could have killed Jean. She was acting as if it was my fault I hadn't been a father to...

In a Secret GardenChapter 6

If that dinnertime was filled with repressed sexual frustration, the next twenty minutes were at least ten times worse. Kathy, or rather Trixie, couldn't keep her barely clad ass still and wandered the living room in a pair of sky high heels aimlessly giving her butt cheeks a workout while keeping her tits jiggling non-stop. Garry gave me a pointed sort of look of frustration and I agreed with him. It was time to put an end to this shit. "Slut, come over here!" I bellowed, calling Trixie...

Going Home Ch 04

Please give me the support of your vote. * Ginny takes Jerry home to Boston At 7:45 pm Ginny proceeded to walk down Clarendon Street from the YWCA to Newbury Street in the heart of the Back Bay of Boston. Even though Boston was a big city, the city felt small. She walked half the length of Clarendon Street nearly from the South End to three blocks within the Charles River. Within sight of the Western Hotel and the Copley Square library on her left, she walked by the Copley Square Hotel and...

Building a Dream Part Twelve

Continues directly on from when Jay has finished telling her husband Steve about the unplanned orgy with the three wives and has just asked how he and Manus got on with getting into the house in Dorking to check out the paintings. “So, how did you get on?” Jay asked. I wasn’t sure how to answer. I knew I had to tell her that both me and Manus had fucked Sonia but how I would go about that was an uncertainty. “We got on okay,” I replied, trying not to sound guilty. “We met Sonia, got in the...

Charmed

Inspired by the painting "La Charmeuse" (1868) by Charles Gleyre, as it inspired Mat Twassel to ask people to write about it. The story will be more meaningful if you first look at the painting. It's a full-figure nude woman seen from the rear. If that gives offense, or anything else in this story gives offense, your remedy is obvious. Stop reading, and gradually, over the years, try to forget. Charmed by Vickie Tern In those days paintings were often stillpoints...

Billionaire and the SisterhoodChapter 23 KC rsquo s Art Shopping With Big Money

Mark Melanie rushed into my home office about nine o’clock. I was wading through a pile of papers addressing our consumer electronics business and how we could improve market share in our five major markets. Tom had given me some ideas, and I was evaluating them. “Mark,” she almost screamed, “you’ve got to see these.” She waved her cellphone around. “Well, show me. Slow down.” “Elsa and I just got back from KC’s gallery. She has about ten of her paintings on display, and they’re all...

Painter 8217 s Thrilling Sex Story

Hi all nenu oka kotha real life story rasthunanu(I am writing new real life story) already nenu 3 stories rasanu na sex story modalaindhi ani (actually I have written three stories that is na sex story modalaindhi) kani unfortunate ga adhi madyallo apesanu manchi appreciation vachina (but unfortunately I have stopped writing that story which was appreciated well by you guys thanks for that) chadavani vallu chdivi continue cheyamante chesthanu( if anybody didnt read it please read if you wanna...

Late Flowering Lust

Paris … ah, Paris … he had been in love with the city since that magical day in April fifty-five years before when he had stepped off the train at the Gare du Nord and walked out of the station into the bustle of the busy streets of the capital. He was a country born and had lived all his life on his father’s farm and his mother had decided that when he was sixteen it was time he saw something of the wider world. He was a quiet and sensitive boy who preferred to spend his days with his head...

Wolf Creek Ch 21

The atmosphere in the Manchester Walker mansion was so cold and austere—and judgmental—that Ada could feel herself drying up and withering away from the inside. But this is exactly what she wanted, if she had known how to enter a convent, she would have done so. She wanted this cancer of sensuality inside her to be lanced and to flow away. The Walker sisters were more than willing to oblige her. That sat stonily, day after day, in their drafty drawing room overlooking the sluggish Merrimack...

Searching Part three of the Brandt Family seriesChapter 13

Sleeping naked together was everything that Katie and Tyler had imagined. Waking up naked together exceeded their expectations and required very little imagination for either of them. “Someday, and I mean some day real soon, we’re going to have to devote an entire day to simply being in bed together,” Katie said as she reluctantly rolled herself away from Tyler’s sweat covered body. “Today is ‘some day’,” Tyler teased. Katie giggled at his response and rose to stand beside the bed, “Yes,...

Mom Poses Nude

Ralph watched her all the time. "She's the one," he thought. She was the one he would finally possess. After all, she loved him didn't she? She smiled at him and greeted him every morning...not like those other stuck-up bitches. He would fix up the basement apartment and she would come and live with him...it was all settled. Only Eleanor had no idea how she fit in with the plans of the smiling man from maintenance. To Ralph, he and Eleanor Grant had been 'together' since she first came to...

Past LivesChapter 7

The air was cold and wet, the stars obscured by heavy clouds. I shivered and put my arm around Liz's waist, pulling her close, as much for her body heat as a friendly gesture. We were walking toward the pickup after going to a movie. "Hot chocolate," I said. "The night calls for hot chocolate." "Sounds good," Liz said. "My studio. We can warm our insides and talk." "All right. I would like to take another look at your paintings before you ship them to San Diego." Twenty...

The Artist

1975 London,England,Sally Granger,19,Dark-haired,blue eyes,has recently joined a company that collects rare and unusual art pictures-what many would regard as ‘avant garde’-many of them quite ‘shocking’ to some people – Roger Havers has sold many of these paintings to art galleries all over the world-but there is one artist who has always eluded him -Cedric Winterbottom,the eccentric 70 year old artist from Rustington,west sussex-he has refused to sell a single painting of his beautiful...

The Artist

1975 London,England,Sally Granger,19,Dark-haired,blue eyes,has recently joined a company that collects rare and unusual art pictures-what many would regard as 'avant garde'-many of them quite 'shocking' to some people - Roger Havers has sold many of these paintings to art galleries all over the world-but there is one artist who has always eluded him -Cedric Winterbottom,the eccentric 70 year old artist from Rustington,west sussex-he has refused to sell a single painting of his beautiful...

Blood Diaries Ch 06

PART SIX: A Night to Remember Dean and Nathan got permission to use Ruby’s back room to change into their new suits and they joined us out by the car. We were quite a sight so see, the men in classic suits and Kittie and I in large billowing dresses with tight corsets. Kittie sat in the back with me and Nathan drove with Dean playing navigator, it would have been impossible for her to drive anyway. Kittie and I communicated telepathically and held hands as we headed out of town. “You know...

Tim The Teenage MCPart XXI 1 Searching For the Pigments of Your Self Portrait

I awoke in my bed alone, the old ache in my heart making its presence felt as I got up and got dressed without a purpose to my life. After having spent a week in Atlanta with Eric and his family, I came home just in time to help Suzi move into her apartment in Kenton county and to see Joey's new house. I spent another week with them, having promised them a chance to show me how much fun it would be if I went to Central state with them. And a lot of fun I was. I had the separation sickness...

T R E SChapter 41 Josh

I stood in front of a large blank canvas. Shortly after my studio was constructed, I'd stocked it with stretched and prepared canvases of various sizes along with oil paints and other tools and supplies for a variety of artistic pursuits. Watercolor painting had started to feel restrictive lately. I wanted to work on large paintings, and large watercolors were difficult to control. Besides, I intuitively felt that oils on canvas would be a better medium to render humans and their...

River 11

Chapter 11 So far: Jerome the yearling wolf has died, but two new wolves have joined the people. One of them decides that Moonie can atone for his sins, and over time the river cleanses his soul. The story of Moonie was told, both before the time of this tale, and after. As River and Wayne walked back to the Waters' campsite, River continued to tease the big man. She reached up and stroked his chest, marvelling at the muscles she could feel. "What?" "Just checking to see if...

Builkding a Dream P Six

Follows on a few hours after our mornings liaison with the housekeeper at our hotel. All the names apart from our good friends Manus and Sara have been changed and Jay helped me to remember the dialogue. Jay sat in front of the mirror in the hotel room applying her makeup and dressed in her bed robe while I had a shave in the bathroom. After Kylie had left us earlier we had taken a stroll up to Waterloo station and had a bite to eat before Jay decided that she wanted a new dress to wear that...

Remember That Night

“I remember that night, the first time I met him.” The older lady said. The younger woman sitting alongside cocked her head to one side, and listened intently. “I had taken a sabbatical from my university studies, and gone travelling.” She continued “Unheard of at the time, but the idea of a ‘gap year’ is quite common, now, of course.” The young woman nodded in encouragement, but did not speak, she simply continued to listen. “I’d wound up on Skiathos, in the Mediterranean Sea” the old...

Remember That Night

Introduction: This is a story, with a little bit of sex in it, so if youre after a bonk-fest look elsewhere. I hope that you enjoy it though, should you bother to read it. Remember That Night&hellip,&hellip,. I remember that night, the first time I met him. The older lady said. The younger woman sitting alongside cocked her head to one side, and listened intently. I had taken a sabbatical from my university studies, and gone travelling. She continued Unheard of at the time, but the idea of a...

Art of Her Desire

By Tsukki "Thank you very helping me move these boxes in," I told my new neighbor, Susan. "Your welcome, Tsukki," she said, butchering the pronunciation of my name and not meaning her reply at the same time. "Phil wasn't doing anything today anyway." I smiled. Phil wasn't as uneager as she tried to make him sound. The blond man had been watching me from his window when I first drove up and I could see the anxiety on his face when I started to unpack. He couldn't wait to help the...

Peter s Advanced TrainingChapter 1

Peter considered his words carefully before answering. "I'm sorry I felt Meagan up just now. I know I shouldn't have, and I'll make sure I don't get into a situation where I'm accidentally touching her like that again. If I need to do more training, it should be started soon, so that it doesn't interfere with our posing schedule." "I can tell Meagan's body is exciting you more than ever, and part of that is my fault for having you carry her back to her room. However, given what I...

Dividends

The doctor blinked back tears “I’m sorry ... your son didn’t make it.” “No!” the doctor caught her as she fainted. 3 years earlier Amy twirled the sparse hair on Danny’s chest as they cuddled. “What are your plans for the future?” Danny kissed her hair “That depends on whether I’m with you or with you.” “What’s that mean?” “Before we met, I decided to stay single. I couldn’t think of a way to get your attention and I’ve never wanted anybody else.” “That could change,” Amy said. “No. Oh,...

Wolf Creek Ch 20

Ada’s return to the Wolf Creek Ranch for the duration of the war years was a period of fantasy isolation from the world gone mad around them punctuated by shocking reminders that they were part of that world. Beth proved to be a real delight for Ada—the daughter she had always wanted but that the Spanish flu had ripped out of her arms. Ada didn’t know how she ever could have gotten the notion she’d had that being the daughter of a Hollywood movie star would make Beth’s adjustment to life in...

The Erotic Story CompetitionChapter 11

Diary entry 11 Last weekend was a bank holiday so we had Monday off. Ben wanted to take me to his parents but to his disappointment, I didn't feel up to it. It was my period time and I had a rotten cold so I decided to stay at the Uni. He went home anyway and so did Penny. On Sunday morning Ben phoned and we chatted for a while until his mother took the phone from him. She seemed very concerned that I might just be toying with her son and would dump him when I found someone better. She also...

Isobel

A necessary job It is embarrassing for a gentleman to admit that there was a time in his life when he found himself in urgent need of gainful employment. Society considers some work acceptable, even laudable, for him to do. He might practise at the bar, but as I had no legal training, that was out. If he is well connected, he might become of clergyman and enjoy a generous living, but as I had never studied for holy orders, that was out too. He might become an academic at one of our great...

Lane

A Tom Hanks movie was running on the television but Hazel wasn’t watching it. Sure, she was sitting in the right place on the sofa, had the lights turned down and an obligatory bowl of microwave popcorn on her lap but it was one of those nights where she just didn’t feel it. Some other day, she might have been on the edge of her seat. But that night, the acting felt obvious and almost insulting.Her eyes moved around the living room of her small apartment. The fairy lights were still up, as was...

Salvation Ch 17 Cruel Games

to a second, but narrower corridor. Facing south, it has the benefit of sunlight illuminating the walls. Here, several paintings hang, each seemingly low for the adults, but perfectly placed for the children to gaze at them as they pass. The paintings are German in origin and depict scenes of the time when Zealots commonly tortured peasants to learn of witches and any other ungodly activities. Dressed as priests and monks they sought out mainly the young girls of the villages...

The Artists Model

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Daniel Effeminate College Student Chapter 7

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Your Wish Come True Chapter 8 Professional Help

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As I drove along Route Sixty-six past various stores, restaurants, and billboards, we were both quiet, lost in our thoughts. I knew Avalon was about forty miles from the Black Mountains and that we'd soon be there. I saw a sign that announced we were entering Death Valley. Carla held my map on her lap while we drove past the sparse vegetation, mostly Joshua Trees, sagebrush and odd shaped cactus. Dusty bronze colored hills rose from the flat land. They created deep valleys and basins that...

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"Well," I said, "Here we are! Is there anything on this afternoon's agenda?" We were in the Grand Hyatt and had eaten a snack. "How about a glance at the Potter Center? It's only a few minutes away and they're open till 17:00." I laughed. "And what are we going to see? I know you've planned something." "This is the final week of the Sue Ford show." "I guess that's the something." Sue Ford [1943-2009] was a pioneer of Australian photography, and one of the most...

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Thoughts Sensations and EmotionsChapter 19

Serenity. Rage. My heart sunk. The paintings didn't invoke serenity or rage. I felt nothing but despair when I gazed at them. What happened? How could I have fooled myself so easily? Dad and Barbie, too? The paintings hung side by side on the large family room wall, so they were displayed in an optimum manner, but... Jason gave me an inquisitive look. He was wondering how he could tell me I'd failed. Then he recognized my distress and realized something was amiss. "What's wrong,...

The Ten of Them Chapter 14

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I shivered and hugged myself. I'd dutifully swum my morning laps, but the dawn of a new day in December, even in Phoenix, Arizona, is no time to sit outside by a swimming pool wearing nothing but a towel. "Let's take this inside, Mom," I said. Not long ago, I'd discovered that my mother and I enjoyed sharing a sunrise. It was also our time for serious conversations, a time when we revealed more about our inner selves, our strengths, our weaknesses, and laid these inner selves in the...

Building a Dream Part Thirteen

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Past LivesChapter 23

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Imperfect Ch 03

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Reciprocal NeedsChapter 2

The telephone jangled, a hateful, raucous sound. Darrin opened one eye and glared at the offensive instrument disturbing his sleep. "Answer the damn phone, Darrin." Who? Carrie. Suddenly, he remembered. Carrie was in the bed across the room. He reached and picked up the phone. "Yeah." "It's six o'clock, sir." "Yeah, thanks." When he tried to replace the phone on the receiver, he missed and it fell to the floor. "Fuck!" Then he remembered Carrie. "Sorry." "Sokay. I'll get...

Playing Doctor Ch 01

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The ProdigalEleven

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This is my third story hosted by Fictionmania. This story was adapted from a Japanese short illustrated story called "Madoka" by Metamorgirl. If you liked this, please visit their website at metamorgirl.blog83.fc2.com , or their pixiv account at www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=7172344 . As always, feel free to leave constructive criticism. Thanks for reading! Madoka part 1: metamorgirl.blog83.fc2.com/blog-entry-127.html#more Madoka part 2:...

Bill and Tony

I'm sitting in this dimly lit bar, drowning my sorrows, and slowly killing myself while I'm at it. I see another poor soul doing the same thing two stools over. He's popping a pill, followed by a swallow of beer too. My pills are apparently stronger than his, since I only need to pop one in my mouth about every third sip. Then I notice that he is drawing something in the sweat of the beer mug on the bar top. I said, "I can tell you a story about the figure that you're drawing, if you want...

The Millionaire Next DoorChapter 16

It was four o’clock in the afternoon, three weeks after New Years, and Dan was wandering through a rather large apartment complex. Winter was making its presence felt with thirty degree temperatures and twenty mile an hour winds. Shivering from the cold, Dan looked down at the scrap of paper with the apartment number on it. He spotted the number, and headed over to it. A gust of wind slammed around a corner and nearly froze him where he stood. There wasn’t a coat warm enough to protect him...

Money Talks Part Two

Jill, my fantasy date from high school, and I had lost touch after Alexandra moved in with me.Alex had taken care of my carnal needs and I was busy as a business consultant with the company to which I had sold my intellectual properties. Jill was an afterthought until something happened that changed all that.A Ford Fusion was parked in front of my house without the driver leaving the car. There are no homes near me, so it was an unusual situation. I decided to investigate and find out what was...

T R E SChapter 34 Darren

I pushed a button on a remote, and heavy, wrought iron gates lumbered open. Would Mother be waiting to talk with me, curious about where I'd spent the night? Probably. I took in the family residence as my Escalade bumped over the brick driveway. Three ivy-covered stories, twenty-eight rooms, including nine bedrooms, and ten bathrooms, a home to be proud of, a home that had graciously housed my family for five generations. I'd lived in that home my entire life, and until I met Josh, Nicole...

The Nude Triptych

I had delivered the three paintings to Kath as soon as Roger and I arrived back from France. She was absolutely thrilled with them and immediately phoned up about the framing while I was at her house. But now she was effervescent with delight. “You’ll never believe what a difference the frames make to the triptych Mel,” she enthused. “When can you come over and see them?” We had visitors coming for a meal that evening so I said, “I’m going to be busy this...

For the Sorceress

~~ Visitors Day It was a day like any other. Alex was wandering the streets of Ferron, without purpose, just wasting away the time. The cobble stone streets are crowded in by tall dark buildings, their smokey woods and soot covered stones give our city the unofficial name "Black city of the sea". The Ferron southern district is a dock and the north leads up in to the mountains. Once upon a time Ferron was part of a great nation spanning dozens of cities throughout the northern...

Sunflowers in Bloom

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