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Just Jessica

Just Jessica I There are a few things that played a prominent role in shaping my life as I was growing up. This first event occurred even before I was born. My mom and dad dated throughout high school and it was a sure bet that they would get married. That lasted right up to graduation night. That's the night that mom got pregnant. It was actually six weeks before she knew for sure and she kept the secret to herself. When she finally told dad about it, to say the least he was not...

Confession Of An Aunty

I love boobs. I cannot resist them; just the thought of two round, warm and magnificent breasts in my two hands. How I would slowly move my hands just slightly touching her breast, just the way a sculptor would feel his newly made smooth marble statue, as if it were some very delicate thing. In fact it is. I have pressed it hard enough to make her scream, in pain. Not those masochistic orgasmic pains, I am talking about pain, plain simple and very painful, and pain. Just as much as I enjoy...

Forever Claire Chapter 3

Chapter 3 "I hope the thunder doesn't wake the boys," Meggie O'Hara said as she lit the candle on the table. "I know ma, but I like it when it rains," Charlie said. "It sounds so soothing when it hits the roof." His mother smiled. "Let me look at your handywork," she said, admiring the socks Charlie was knitting. Charlie loved knitting time. He and ma would settle down in the family's two rockers, both brought from Ireland. Robert, Samuel and Eli were always sound...

Al ice in Wonderland Part 1

Al(ice) in Wonderland Down the Rabbit hole or: Our hero finds out what's really happening Al pulled his Daihatsu Mirage up against the curb, then cut the engine. He was a man of medium height, rail thin, but wiry. His greasy black hair hung down and he flicked it up out of his eyes. His fingers played over the pistol in his pocket. The boss had given specific directions for this job. Follow the delivery truck; find where he delivered the cargo. If possible find out who this...

Poems Bigger Than Your Head

CLOUDS OF SUNNY SPERM Hair imitating a waterfall, A cascade over shoulders, White with winter's snow; Breasts mimicking hills, And navels, lakes or pools, The penis a towering rock Above twin boulders Oval like granite eggs: On either side of her head, She held a phallic gun, Daring either one To discharge, that the fun Could begin again inside Her head, in earnest, And, now, poor thing, she's dead. A cock, no matter how hard Or thick, can go only so far Up an alimentary...

FIRST SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS

Do remember your 'first time'?The first time that someone paid sexual attention to you. The first timethat someone looked at you with a look in his eyes that thrilled andterrified you at the same time. The first time that someone else's lookmade your penis harden and lengthen. The first time that you knew someonewanted to touch you... down there.Of course you do.Go back to that person, that place, that moment. Your cock is stiffeningalready.I admit I've always been fascinated by first time...

Kratika Sengar Ki Chudaai

This is a story of me fucking my dream girl Kratika Sengar at her home. Actually i am a 19 year boy working in the same agency as Kratika do. One day after the shooting schedule Kratika went to her home and she forget her purse in the schedule location so the director sent me to drop the purse at the way of my home to Kratika. I reach her home at 10 pm and ring the bell. She open the gate and ask for her purse and i deliver then she went to shut the door then i said “mam can i use your toilet...

Beautiful Soul

Beautiful soul Drabbles,Poetry - Sentimental - Autobiographical - In Hiding - Rating G - Complete yes - Age N/A Not quite poetry but cryptic prose describing self discovery. A bit morbid at first but is quite a nice read with a good message. Waiting... What am I waiting for? My whole life I've been waiting. I just want to sleep I'm so tired I can't sleep, I lay in bed, my mind writhing over everything, and yet nothing. I hug my panda teddy tighter and try to ignore the...

Ovid s Other Metamorphoses part 5

Example of a Noble Wife "Where is that time -- unless you don't wish it recalled -- When, I remember, you loved to be, and be called, mine?" --Tristia 4.3 The return trip to Rome is a haze to me, so little of it do I recall. Cornelius had partaken of the nectar of the Fiasco, drinking the manhood once belonging to me and to Alexios. Some of that male essence, too, had been Julia's, for no woman save the nymphs of Parnassus is entirely female; and without any drop of male essence...

With A Little Help From My Friends Part 3

With a little help from my friends part 3 Tess and Jack were at the hospital a few minutes after Tori trying to comfort her...the coach arrived with the rest of the team, they waited in the waiting room while Tess, Tori and the coach went to Stacey's room. A nurse was attaching some IVs. The doctor came in to check on her. "Doctor, the iv's are in and the patient is comfortable...." the nurse said exiting the room. "Thank you...now where are the family?" The doctor...

Ovid s Other Metamorphoses part 6

Her Husband's Endless Kindness "Lastly she who remained with me till I was old, Who's lived to be the bride of an exiled husband." --Tristia 4.10 If Cornelius had realized the difficulty of secretly returning to each Bacchic reveler his stolen manhood, he hadn't conceived of a solution. The Fiasco discharged its nectar into our large amphora, where the manhood of dozens intermingled. Men and women throughout Rome used the Golden Figs and had their male traits confiscated by...

A Man s Place is as a Woman Parts 6 7

A Man's Place is as a Woman! Part 6 With my blonde hair all done up and curly and my blue eyes outlined with shadow and mascara, not to mention my newly pink luscious lips, it was apparently time to make the clothes match the face and match the name. And I was beginning to catch a glimpse of what this new Beth was going to look like. Since clothes make the woman, Jennifer insisted that we start with some basics before going crazy on dresses and shoes. As she was driving me...

A Guide To Becoming A Girly Girl

What you are about to read is not a story nor is it fiction; it is advice for the male who wants to appear to the world as female. The intended audience is men who possess significant feminine characteristics and tendencies. Men who clearly know that the want to be "girly girls" which, by definition are individuals who wholeheartedly embrace their femininity, truly enjoy being a girl and work hard at it every day. I am a woman in her late 30s; therefore I believe this gives...

Be Like Others

Note. I have read many stories on FM and other places involving Muslim characters and settings. Although I am not Muslim I have spent a enough time in the middle east working and travelling in Islamic countries to come to respect their beliefs and culture, and wanted to try to writing something that showed Islam in a different light. Where ever it's been practical I have kept the Islamic rites and prayers accurate although I have simplified some elements. If this offends anyone you have...

What s in a name

I shoved my Nano drive into the port on the side of the computer and activated the prompts when they came up on the screen. I could have done it vocally, but since what I was doing was illegal it seemed safer to use the touch screen instead. The drive I had just installed was a rod of nano circuitry about the size of a triple A battery. And could contain up to sixty four zetta bites of information, this was way too much storage in my opinion. I could download a virtual version of the...

In the dark

Dark except for the smallest sliver of light coming from the open door to the bathroom. Sharing a room in a suites hotel with a family member. Across the country from home. From her. A door separating me from my traveling companion. I am on the sleep sofa, lumpy, uneven, too thin to support any weight. Dark. The bathroom light is left on so that she can see her way in the dark, if she opens the door during the night. The bathroom is on my side of the divide. On my side of the door. Dark. Time...

Masturbation

First Night

First night – Part 1 We met for the first time this evening. I heard her firm knock on my door and my knees shook. Oh, we’d met many times before but tonight was the first time alone in private and we both knew its significance. Our emails had been clearly explicit. We both knew the other well enough – we had trust and fondness. Preparing for her visit was exquisite anticipation. I had shaved myself smooth as I knew she wanted. I had taken an enema. She demanded cleanliness. New silk stockings...

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College Boy In Prison

COLLEGE BOY IN PRISON by Throne Everything had been going great for Sammy. He was starting college, with courses in art and poetry, and still hadn't decided what his major would be. His jet-setting parents lived on the opposite coast and honestly didn't have much to do with him except to pay his bills. So he had stayed briefly with his Uncle John, a tall dignified man, until the first semester began at the nearby college. While he was on campus he met a guy his own age, Ray, who...

Encouragement

I stared at her a moment, trying to figure out if I heard her correctly. Finally, getting no response, she repeated the question. "Why don't you dress up anymore? When we first moved in together, and you told me you were a cross-dresser, you often wore your feminine clothes. Now, you don't seem to ever do it." I had heard her correctly, but it had come out of the blue so suddenly, it stunned me momentarily. She was smiling, not like she was trying to start an argument, so I answered...

Ambassador s Daughter 1

Ambassador's Daughter 1 Melvin Carter Wellington, III was the name on my original birth certificate. My father, M. Carter Wellington Junior, was a Foreign Service Officer. He always went by Carter and I grew up as Mel. His assignments rotated between the State Department headquarters in Washington DC and a number of foreign embassies. The family estate, which father inherited from his father, is in the horse country of northern Virginia. When we were in the USA, I attended Hunt...

Ambassador s Daughter 2

Ambassador's Daughter 2 I woke up at 6 am the next morning to a knock on my bedroom door. Marta said it was time to rise and shine. She laid out my outfit for the day; a white shirt, black trousers and black shoes. I got a new pair of underpants out of my drawer. Most of my new underpants were pastel shades like blue, pink and green. I figured with black pants it didn't matter what color of underwear I wore so I just took the one on top which was pink. The shirt was long sleeved...

Boomerang

Boomerang Written by Dauphin http://dauphinsworld.activeboard.com/ "Don't push me!" I shouted at John. I wanted to hit him, but he was too strong. It was a common day occurrence that John would tease me whenever he had a chance. He was not as smart as me and not as cute. The only thing that he had going for him was his strength and his ability to make others afraid of him. It seemed like that bullying me was his main hobby. He would call me a cherub or a geek. He thought I looked...

A Little RandR 3

A Little R&R 3 By Morpheus Part 1 Friday morning, Oct 26th, 2007 Ribbon: Back when I'd been going to high school the first time, math had been my least favorite class. In fact, I'd down right hated it. Now, as I ran down my algebra test, I realized that some things hadn't changed. Of course, there were some differences too. Back then, math hadn't really made a lot of sense to me. Once you got past addition and subtraction, the numbers started to get confusing, and...

Defending Sis Again

This is a sequel to a story I did last week called "Defending Sis." It's best to have read the first story to understand this story. It's a little bit long, hope you will not get boared reading this story...Ryan was busy chugging his big glass of orange juice when he felt a soft touch on his back. He turned and saw his little sister Natalie smiling up at him. She looked around cautiously and when she realized no one was in sight, she threw her arms around her brother and gave him a long wet...

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Tales of the RAC The Verdict

Tales of the RAC : The VerdictKathryn pushed the food around her tray in small circles. She knew she should try to eat the small bits of dry chicken or the weird grey grits that came with it. If she was found guilty, this might be her last chance for a meal that wasn’t prison rations or an intravenous protein bag. Still, it was nearly noon and her lawyer would be able to leave the courthouse and give her the news. That was one of the positive things about the revolution. When the USA became the...

Winds In Change

WINDS IN CHANGE by Spanky de Bautumn I was in a rut, spinning my wheels, I needed a change. I'm not a singer, I'm not a performer, I'm not even a good musician, but people have told me that I have a knack for writing. So, I've learned enough guitar to give my poetry some melody and for the past six months have been playing at open mikes and coffee houses in Hollywood and the Valley. I am currently between jobs and doing some telemarketing selling ink cartridges for printers and...

Deep Cover Part 2

Deep Cover Part 2 By Zapper Synopsis: Special Agent Scott Irons is a mutant with the Special Mutant Affairs Command and is on a mission to help infiltrate a gang with criminal ties to a terrorist group in the Philippines. Things don't go according to plan and Scott quickly finds himself over his head. Bodies are swapped and identities are stolen in this tale of action and betrayal. Author note: The rules governing mutant classifications for this story might seem similar to...

Sleeping Out

Sleeping OutBy Brewt.BlacklistDecember 2010HusbandTHE TRIP had been an unmitigated disaster, costing a lot more than I could again afford to lose. None of the contracts got signed, and serious hell will definitely call for payment come Monday morning at the office, not to mention at the hovel for once again failing to provide. The heap scarcely got me across state lines as it sputtered to the dive I'd managed to squeeze into at the last waypoint before I got to the household. A cheap-ass...

Mations Story Chapter one

Thanks to my friend Em Kay who helped with the editing and story. She is a great friend and better writer "No, no, no.... It has to be D sharp, I can't get the high notes in E, plus I like the way it sounds using the capo." "Jesus fucking Christ Mi, just stretch those vocal chords a little." "No if you can't work with me, we may as well not do it, let's play something else." There was a tense standoff as the other girls in the band all stared at me, the only guy in an all-girl...

Confesssions

Confessions. Part one "Right then Nigel, I'll be back tomorrow evening," Ally said softly, "Are you sure you're going to be alright?" I rolled my eyes and looked up from the morning paper. "I'll be fine," I said, "I'm not a child you know." I was Nigel Williams. a twenty four year old freelance writer with a long list clients, a work load that would last me until Christmas and the ability to work from home. Which suited me fine. Ally, full name Allyson Cornwell was my...

The British Teacher

Title: The British Teacher. Send comments to: [email protected]: I am not a historian, nor am I trying to be one. Don't let this story offend you because it is historically inaccurate, it's only meant to be a piece of "historical" fiction.Wicker's Pub, London, 8:30 pm. April 1947. "You do know that India is half a world away, your father might be a powerful man her in England, but he can't help you if you ship off to Bombay". Said a handsome British officer sitting at the table....

Butterscotch Part 5 The House of Ariadne

Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...

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Amish No More

Amish No MoreBy Beagle9690March 2008I have been watching her for the past year, planning; learning her habits and schedule: Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, her brother drove her into town to sell their baked goods. Everything she sold was homemade and delicious. During the week, he worked at Shultz's Saw Mill. Sarah rented a small booth in a co-op located in a run down strip mall. I had plans for that little cunt; all women are cunts to varying degrees. I should know, I was married to the...

The Stapler Game

The Stapler Game by Aesexual PseudonymJessica misbehaves at Grandma's house, and must then face her beloved Nelson for punishment and atonement, at which time he tries to cure the delicious jezebel of her unwholesome deathwish. This vignette is an excerpt from Story #1, for those of you who require enticement before committing to read a 500,000 word book. The voice mails from Jessica's maternal grandmother persisted on a daily basis, like clockwork. Jessica had been trying to avoid...

Paying the Price

Paying the PriceInhalt Paying the Price........1 1. Bad news........1 3. Testing the merchandise........4 4. The deep end........6 5. A special kind of pampering........9 6. Getting naked........11 7. Finishing........13 8. Learning the ropes........16 9. Light entertainment........19 10. The morning after the night before........23 11. Beauty treatment........24 12. The slut chair........27 13. Pet bitch........30 14. The movie........32 15. A pleasurable task........34 16. The slut chair –...

Jessica and the Game

I watched her closely as she stood at the front of the little stage looking out into the audience. The stage was less than eighteen inches higher than the small dance floor in front of it. There were no more than ten tables, each with two double wide comfortable chairs, that might even be classed as divans or love seats. All were occupied by couples, nestling down into the deep and soft upholstery. My being here was the result of Tom and his son's skateboard. But I am getting ahead of my...

Exhibitionism

Favor For The Professor

Ray Franklin was grading badly-written German essays when the Professor called him into the office."Raymondt, I have something to ask you." Professor Morton Dichter had been teaching at the university for twenty years, but his accent had never completely disappeared. "My younger brother informs me that my niece now is attending university here."Ray nodded blankly, wondering whether congratulations were expected. Fortunately, the Professor continued without much pause. "I did not know I had a...

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He Soon To Thee Shall Sacrafice

He Soon To Thee Shall Sacrifice By: Michael Alexander [email protected] It was a quiet Friday evening and I was sitting quite happily in my blue easychair in the den, with a fire roaring under the mantle. A tall glass of sherrystood on the side table next to me and I was deeply immersed in the pages ofessays written by one of my English classes. My red pen seemed lubricated withexasperation as it slid across page after page of the most appalling atrocitiesto the English...

THE SATYRICON OF PETRONIUS ARBITER Chapters 1 26

Author of THE SATYRICON - Gaius Petronius Arbiter (c. 27 - 66 AD) was a Roman courtier during the reign of Nero. He is generally believed to be the author of the Satyricon, a satirical novel believed to have been written during the Neronian era (54-68 AD). Tacitus, Plutarch and Pliny the Elder describe Petronius as the elegantiae arbiter (also phrased arbiter elegantiarum), "judge of elegance" in the court of the emperor Nero. He served as suffect consul in 62. Later, he became a member of...

new dom parking lot sex

Has it really been 8 years since I’ve kneeled in service? When was my last roping? You get busy and fall out of practice. You didn’t start as a bdsm couple but ended up in it. I think it just comes more naturally to others than it would M. I can’t say anything bad about him. We have had 14 great years so this isn’t that. I just wonder what other experiences I could have. I have had 2 other Doms in the past. One was 55, looked 45. Had a real way about him. A storage shed full of every device...

No more pencils

I picked up the books in one hand and turned around too quickly, driving the back of my right hand deep into the bounteous breasts of the blonde who had been standing too close behind me. She gasped as I jerked back and spilled my books onto the floor. She smiled as I took a step back and knelt to pick them up and put them in my backpack.“Sorry, sorry, didn’t mean to grope you, sorry…”She grinned at my blush and said with a glint in her eye as she looked down at me, “Far be it from me to look...

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The Wedding Party Chapt 4 Family Matters

The Wedding Party - Chapt 4 - Family Matters I stared at the panties that Natasha was handing me. "What are these for?" I said. They weren't the flashy bridal panties that she'd picked out for me previously. These were a simple pair of pink hipsters. "I think you should wear then when we're at your mom's house." I stared out the window. We were at 25,000 feet somewhere over Illinois. It was a cloudless day and I could see the fields laid out like a patchwork quilt. Natasha and I...

The Girlfriend Chapt 1 Learning the Ropes

The Girlfriend - Chapt. 1 - Learning the Ropes The doorbell rang, a three-note progression that I still wasn't used to. I'd moved in with Natasha just four days previously. I knew who it was - Denise come to help me make sense of my new life. I opened the door. Denise greeted me with a squeal of pleasure and kissed me full on the lips. I tightened, still not used to being kissed by a man. She had a woman with her. "You remember my husband Felicia?" Denise said. "She gave me a...

Fuck Talk

==========One morning, GrushaVashnadze awoke to find his PMs filled with a steaming slut. Opening the message, he unintentionally kickstarted a series of double entendres that would change his erotica career forever.==========Subject Line: Let’s Be Friends?VioletVixen: Grusha!I just read your Alison series, and I'm completely obsessed. I hope this doesn’t come off too strong...?We might not be acquainted yet, but I hoped you could help me fine-tune my skills as a filthy writer. It’s always been...

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A sissy called Jezebel Part XXXI

A sissy called Jezebel Part XXXI- The great dildo hunt BEGINS! As we pull into the observatory entrance I tell mother to go up to the specific parking lot where I found Piper's car, it would make sense to work our way from there. I see about a dozen cars, and a lot of family already waiting for us. "Totally stacked deck, right mother?" Mother squeezes my hand, "just don't drop your panties and moon the entire panel telling them to 'fuck off', well they may actually like that....

The Panther Chapter 1

I had been fortunate. My childhood had, partly through the turmoil of the times, partly through parental ‘neglect’, not significantly inhibited my natural sexual development. It was followed by a not particularly adventurous but by fortunate circumstances blessed youth. During it, sexual encounters with sensually intelligent, mature women taught me much about them and, most importantly, myself. It completed my liberation from prissy inhibition without rendering me a libertine. I married a woman...

Cheating

Open Mic Night

Leah and I walked out of the pub toward the lot where our vehicles were parked. Open poetry night was over. Leah is an amazing poet, at least I think so. I’m not into the typical angry/hurt emo style, nor the Olde English wanna-be with its flowery prose and words with pronunciations altered so they rhyme. Leah’s poetry is plain talk with cadence and some rhyming when it works into what she’s saying. It’s almost exclusively about her family life; prior problems with hubby, reconciliation,...

Cheating

Red Ribbons and Faith

By Beagle9690 September 2021 A brief history; I grew up an Army brat, moving from place to place, and often lived in crappy government housing or cramped apartments. Moving from place to place was hard for making friends. I did excel in school, though. When I graduated high school, I left to be on my own clear across the country to the East Coast with a full scholarship. I was an emancipated seventeen, soon to be eighteen in two days, attending college as an English Major and working...

Nora s Discovery

Copyright ©2002 - All Rights Reserved My name is Nora Sheldon. I've always been a big woman, especially in the breast department. Although I've spent most of my life in Los Angeles, where it's practically a crime to be as big as I am, I usually didn't have a problem with tipping the scales at two hundred pounds or wearing a 48NN bra. Most of the necessary things I do aren't athletic anyway. I work as a child-care specialist and a counselor for adolescent girls, and most of the time I...

Beautiful

[Author's note: I have to give a few very special thanks: To an anonymous reader who caught that nine years wasn't enough for everything that's happened here. To Tom, who caught that the Chevy Volt wasn't introduced until 2011, making this story impossible – the Volt went back to being an Oldsmobile Cutlass Cierra (from a Honda Prius, which is impossible since Toyota makes the Prius ... but I digress). To Bruce, who caught me calling Emily Melissa in one spot, and who rightfully...

Defending Little Sis The Next Chapter

Ryan was busy chugging his big glass of orange juice when he felt a soft touch on his back. He turned and saw his little sister Natalie smiling up at him. She looked around cautiously and when she realized no one was in sight, she threw her arms around her brother and gave him a long wet kiss. Their lips touched gently at first. Their mouths parted and their tongues caressed one another so erotically. Ryan didn't want to break the kiss, but feared his parents were to talk into the kitchen...

The Mystic Treefort 3 Nymphs In November

Chapter 1: The Glow of Doubt In his bed, Jack turned over, opened one eye and glanced up. There was a light shining off the top of his dresser. "Oh, no," he groaned. It was his Library Card, and he capitalized it in his head because it referred to no Library on this Earth. It belonged to a woman he knew only as The Librarian. Ten years ago when he had been only nine, he and his sister had become Librarians for her, travelling through time and space to retrieve books for The Library's...

He Wakes Her With Kisses

He enters the room and sees that she is sleeping. Good. It will be easier this way. It is warm out and she is on top of the covers, half curled on her side and facing away from him. He had mentioned that he might be coming over and he is glad that she dressed for that possibility. She is wearing a matching satin camisole and tap pant set and the lustrous, pale pink of her lingerie only serves to emphasize her long legs, smooth arms and bare shoulders. Cascades of walnut hair spill onto her...

Maggie Redux

Chapter 1 She let her anger push the damn weight, straining her midsection, feeling the pull all the way to her pussy. Fuck you, machine. Fuck you. Take that. Ungh. And that. Suddenly, the first hint of a pull in her thigh warned her she had reached her body's limit. No matter what she did, which machine she used, her abs never twinged, never gave out. It was always the goddamn legs. In spite of the jogging. Maggie lay there gasping, the bar still resting on the top of her feet, sweat...

Eve s Daughters

I woke from a sound sleep to a hand lightly caressing my cock, and a voice whispering in my ear. "Nate ... Nate." That was my wife Sue. "Oh, Nate, you hot sexy guy. There's a cunt that needs your attention, a lovely smooth cunt, can't you feel it as you slide in?" She paused. "It's a HOT one, too." "Laura?" I asked. "Yes," said Sue. Laura had been sick, and she still had a fever. My cock rose rapidly, though the rest of me was still climbing out of a deep sleep. I sighed. I...

The Will Awakens

Oct 19, 2002 It was the middle of spring and the campus had an atmosphere of optimism. I was finishing up my sophomore year at a small state university, and was excited about summer break being only a month away. It had been a hard year, I'd kept myself busy between work and school. The hardships of being a poor college student - I know you've heard it all before. One afternoon, my friends and I were in a dorm room, sitting around passing a joint. There was a new girl, named Rebecca,...

Three Musketeers

While we were at college we called ourselves the three Musketeers. We got together primary to have ago, sexually that is, at our Modern History tutor, a Ms Rita Townsend, but we cut quite a swath through the female student's population too. We're made quite a contrasting trio, Tom is a dark, brooding Welshmen, with a good singing voice; his Saturdays are taken up with rugby and drinking beer. Sean is slim effeminate looking, delicate guy, who likes reading and writing poetry, but I can affirm...

Codpiece

PREFACE "Why the jock strap over your jeans, Cindi?" "It's not a jock strap, Holly. It's supposed to be a codpiece. I'm making a statement." "I suppose you are. Any I idea what statement?" "That we don't have penis envy." "Penis envy?" "Here's what my psych text says. (I didn't sell it back because you see how I spilled coffee in it.) 'Freud believed that during development, girls switch the mother to the father as the love object, and also switch from...

The Crusader Chapter 8 the Intervention

Jacob Tully waved at Rollie Chambers and Jessica Talbert as they walked into Rigazzi's Italian Restaurant. He stood when they joined him at his table. There were two ladies sitting with Tully. "Hey guys, thanks for coming," Tully greeted them. He shook Rollie's hand and hugged Jessica. Julie Colwell also stood. Hi Jessica, hi Rollie," she said and hugged both Rollie and Jessica. Julie was Nurse Colwell, the lead RN at the St. Louis University Medical Center Hospital. She had met Rollie...

Nikki Teaching More Than English

NIKKI 1: TEACHING MORE THAN JUST ENGLISH DISCLAIMERS: [This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male and perhaps some female fantasies as well. As such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. But isn't that the whole point of fantasies--what could be? With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] I...

Taboo

I've never really been with a white man, always fantasized about it, but never went there. I have this guy at work, tall with blue eyes, very athletic and charming. He's balding so he does this thing with his hair that's very distracting, you know the sweep over. I think he would be much more handsome if he just went bald, but he says that his wife would leave him if he cut his hair. What hair? Any way Wayne is very easy to talk to and is a very interesting man. Wayne knew that I liked to...

Janey s June

I own a mostly antiquarian bookstore in a Boston suburb. Just off the main drag in this commuter town. Most of my business is mail-order, of course, and in the past year or so I've been on Bibliofind, a Web Site, and business is good. Not that I'm getting rich; nobody gets rich in the retail book business. The front of the store looks pretty nice, because I want it to. It could look terrible and it probably wouldn't make any difference to the business. But I like it when the locals wander...

Love s Equal Loss

Copyright© 2004 Kyle was having a very sexy dream, one more exciting and vivid than he had ever imagined. Brianna was romping naked and dancing with him in passion and delight. The flashing curves of her breasts and legs, her joyful laugh and bright smiling eyes filled the dream. Kyle gasped as Brianna dominated him for coupling, gasped again as she rolled to let him mount her for a short while, gasped a third time as she turned and reclaimed the mount position. It all seemed so...

We Were Fags

I was a fag. So were all my friends back in middle school. Only one or two of us were bi or gay. But to everyone else in the school, we were fags. Every single one of us. And we didn’t give a fuck. It was true Darwin, our middle school. 1990s suburban America. It was animal. Social selection. There’d be regular ass-kickings. Kids in the hallways kicked, punched from behind. Group beatings in bathrooms. Faces in toilets. Faces slammed into lockers. Wedgies. Purple nurples. Ears flicked. Seats...

Crystal s Chandeliers

The first time I saw Rocky I think it was just after I had turned seventeen. At the end of the road we lived in, there was an old house with an even older blacksmith's workshop in the garden facing the road. The house was known as 'The Forge', but it had been many years since anybody had actually worked in the blacksmith shop. Or "The Smithy" as the decrepit old sign said. Old Mr Walker, who'd lived there ever since I could remember, passed away that Christmas time and for quite a few...

Far Future Fembot DarleneChapter 19 Wisdom

Thoughts Much of my life up to now seems to have involved an inordinate amount of sex. Don't think that's all that ever happened to me. It's just in the beginning that I spent my years as a sex-bot in a whorehouse. What else would you expect from me in the way of significant events? Sometimes people wonder why we robots always seem to respond sex in the same ways. For a fembot, when her sexual programs have kicked in you'll first notice it in our nipples. The more erect and firmer they...

Far Future Fembot DarleneChapter 28 New Me

Thoughts Fembot: Female Structured Human-form Robot. That's what I am. If I had dreamt during my long shutdown, it might have been over the poetry of Yeats, William Butler: Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread...

Far Future Fembot DarleneChapter 31 CiCi

Thoughts Soon after I rejoined the House again one of the most unusual 'bots I've yet encountered came to Lady Heather's - initially as a client. It took me a while to understand her, even though I was her first 'bot lover. CiCi represented a void in my sexual database knowledge that I didn't fully realize in the beginning. My new body conforms to all current standards, including having my RIN tattooed on the sole of my left foot, and standard fembot logo on my heel. I wear...

Long RelieverChapter 4

As planned, Dan Preston pulled up in front of the Stone house promptly at six p.m., ready to escort his blind date to dinner. Susan had snuck a peek at Preston's baseball-capped portrait in Arlie's copy of the Oriole Media Guide and found him a square-jawed, typically athletic-looking specimen. She tried the Baltimore Sun's web site and managed to find a couple of additional shots that showed Preston throwing from the mound in what appeared to be a spring training venue. Dan Preston was...

Kings and ConquerorsChapter 11

"Before my two closest mortal companions got too old to make the journey," Nick started, "I decided to uproot myself from Gala's kingdom and move northeast." "You should go, Nick," the Queen insists, sensing his restlessness. "Are you certain?" Nick asks. "It has been six months since my mates left us to enter the shadowlands." A year before, Milo's heart gives out, and Cynthia's broken heart soon after ends her life. "I have depended on you enough to help my grieving....

Far Future Fembot DarleneChapter 73 It Always Gets Worse Before It Gets Better

Thoughts A wise person once said (speaking of immortality) that: if you're going to live forever, you'll have to forget a lot along the way. Although I've yet to exist for anywhere near forever yet, I've also yet to forget anything significant that's happened to me. I have to say that I've agreed with ED1's actions. Harsh as they were, I've seen their necessary. Like Anna herself, I was often left wondering how are decisions are made in the first place. I can't imagine how any...

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Molly and Jenifer were coming out of a class they shared. Jenifer put her hand on Molly’s shoulder. “You look wasted. What happened?” “Oh God. I was feeling horny last night, so I asked Matt to ride me hard and put me up wet. So, he ordered me and Duchess to his bedroom...” “Who is Duchess” “Remember when Matt said he’d been attacked while talking to William?” “Yeah.” “Well, the Matriarchy agent who attacked him has a submissive streak that was deeply buried until she met Matt. He...

RedemptionChapter 14

Just after Christmas vacation ended, Donna had manipulated a boy in her class into asking her out. Jared Perdue, her date, was a lock for valedictorian, and Dex thought he was a really good guy. He did not look like your typical nerd, but he was shy enough about dating that he had managed but three dates so far in his life. He was a freckled redhead who had curly hair and a face that looked more mannish than boyish. He was a math whiz and also had high SAT scores in the physical sciences....

Plain Jane And The Nerd SupermanChapter 2

Jane barely noticed when Kathleen and Jim took off together. She was so surprised when Gordon sat beside her at the party. The surprise continued through their one sided conversation. Gordon went on and on about his big game on Friday. He snatched the line drive and doubled up the runner trying to get back to second base, an unassisted double play ending a threat to the team's one run lead. He bragged about popping the ball just over the fence for what proved to be the game winner. She asked...

Seven Wonders of the WorldChapter 6 Czech Mate

I wound my way around Central Europe for the next four weeks. Hungary. Croatia. Slovenia. Austria. Slovakia. Little side trips into the country. Baroque concerts in palaces. Long hikes up mountains. Museums, museums, and more museums. Castles. Lots of pretty girls, but none that made me wonder about the world. Beer. Two things happened as I made my way north. The prices went up. The beer got better. About the time I left Vienna, I’d almost quit drinking wine and was drinking beer every...

Cerulean DreamsChapter 8

After Professor Myria's somewhat energetic discussion on water pokemon, and a few rather breath-taking performances, Misty and Miranda hurriedly made their way the relatively short distance to the poetry contest area. A surprisingly large crowd had assembled around the little wooden stage, and despite arriving a bit late; Miranda had no problem adding her name to the list of eight other contestants. The broadly grinning, elderly man at the sign up booth was more than happy to add her in at...

The VaseChapter 20

Elegance and opulence surrounded me. The vast main floor distantly enclosed by ornamented structures, lit by ornamental chandeliers, walls ornamented with portraits and seascapes and landscapes done a century or more before staged the careful ease of the upper crust. Gowns and glittering jewels and tuxes and glittering cufflinks and large golden watches and the occasional tiara costumed the obscenely rich. And yet despite the differences between the various social strata I witnessed at past...

A Girl Named Boy

"I told him he could finger-bang me for a B+." When those words reached my ears, I was sleeping on top of a series of books about figure drawing in NYU's Bobst Library at NYU and trying not to shed too much. I was in what I think of as my natural form, to all appearances a young, healthy Russian blue tom cat. It was how I spent the first ten years of my life and, if I always knew I was different from the other cats that lurk in the shadows and the basements of the Washington Square area, I...

Stupid Boy Sophomore YearChapter 4 Kentucky

I woke up and ran with Peggy. We hadn't talked on Sunday as she had some family thing to do. I soon found out that she had more calls than I did. We had run for almost a mile when she said something that brought me to a dead stop. "David, I didn't realize what dating you involved. I think I need to break-up with you ... almost before we start dating," she said and then looked back to see where I was. "You're kidding me, right?" I asked hopefully. "No. I need to think this out...

How Lucas Lost ItPart III

The bell rang. Lucas stuffed his notebook into his backpack and headed into the corridor. “Sharon -- what are you doing here?” “My ten o’clock was cancelled,” she replied. “I was walking down the hall and I saw you sitting in your class -- in the front row. Do you always sit in the front?” “Usually. Have you been standing here the whole time?” “Not the whole time. Where are you going next?” “I was going to get some lunch at the Union.” “May I join you?” “Certainly, Shar.” They strolled...

How Lucas Lost ItPart IV

Lucas felt his cell phone vibrating. Now what, he thought. He dug it out of his pocket and flipped it open. He saw an incoming text message from the number he recognized as Sharon's. meet me in the lobby read the display. He dashed across campus and pulled open the door to Sharon's building. He saw her, still in her black mini-dress, sitting on a bench in the lobby. He approached her and saw her eyes were red and swollen from crying. "Hi," he said. "Lucas -- I have something to...

Loosening Up Book 9 Fantasies Among the WeedsChapter 35 Unveiling the Mystery Author

A dozen people sat around the Prentiss’ Media Room. The occasion was the debut of Rose, Danica, and Odessa’s first porn video. They were all present and used the term ‘first’ because they intended to do more of them because it had been so much fun, so rewarding, and so naughty compared to most of their counterparts in Muggleland – all the world just outside the gates to the Circle with a few exceptions. They weren’t the only girls at the university to make videos with Circle-X, nor were they...

Wonders of the U S HighwaysChapter 4 Pudding

One of the issues we needed to work out as we traveled was what Angie would be doing while I was writing. I encouraged her to be independent in her explorations but, in the evening, she was often left with nothing to do. “Can I read what you’re writing?” she asked one evening. “I suppose so,” I said. “I have to warn you, though, that my second ex-wife read the first novel I wrote and laughed all the way through the first page. The operative word there is ‘ex’.” “You write...

Home for Horny Monsters Book ThreeChapter 12 Page of Pentacles

Mike gazed morosely at his cellphone, watching the timer for the sundial eventually hit zero. For good or bad, he wouldn’t be there to reset it. Time was up. Standing on the terrace of the tower, it took a supreme effort to stick his phone back in his pocket rather than throw it off the side. “I take it the dial has reset.” Ratu spoke from the chaise lounge behind him, her legs dangling off the side. She was engrossed in another of Yuki’s journals. She had stayed up most of the night,...

Genie In My BottleChapter 3

"Giovanni! Wait up!" Marissa called the next day as she ran towards her friend. Gene walked at a slow place behind her. Giovanni, a tall, lanky and dark curly hair guy turned around. He smiled sweetly at Marissa stopping to wait for her. Gene noticed a pretty petite black girl standing nearby smiling at them. "Hey Marissa. Look there is Camille, she said she'd wait for me here," Giovanni said as they entered the student lounge. "Camille! Look who I found along the way," Giovanni...

Strangers in the NightChapter 1

Strangers in the night: 1. The air was redolent of burned ham and singed hair. The sweater dressed beautiful girl with the astounding cleavage must have heard something ... a moan or a groan ... or some slight change in the tone of one of the multitudinous machines attached to the patient in the chrome and white bed because her magazine fluttered to the floor as she leaped to her feet, gave out a squeak, and poetry in motion ... fled. From my position in the corner of the ceiling of the...

JuniorChapter 3 The Summer of 1991 Doris endures Smyth

The ringing telephone disturbed my sleep and before I even picked it up a thought entered my clouded mind; I'd slept like a baby. The dream was gone. Cassie, realizing that she had awakened me, apologized before delivering the good news. She and her family would accept my invitation to use Holly's pool. "What time should we come?" she wanted to know and I told her any time would be fine. She must have handed the phone to Doris, who said they would leave their house about four P.M. It...

CarlieChapter 4

Bob’s turn: Trophy-grade kid there up the hall. Not a lay-about. When she IS laying around, there’s usually a book, either a paperback or on her iPad, involved. She helps around the house and in the yard. She keeps bringing home papers with great grades on them, often has herself somewhere with textbooks open, working over a homework assignment. It’s been three weeks now. She’s gone out a few times, a Friday, a Saturday, once on a Wednesday. We talked about curfew, she doesn’t push...

SunnyChapter 13

Carl’s turn: Saturday dinner at a Cajun home. Gumbo’s on the stove simmering, there’s a big pot of rice, Carla’s made potato salad, and everybody grabs a bowl and fixes it up his own way. At the table, dad bowed his head to say a blessing, then we tackled the fare. Chicken and sausage gumbo’s a wintertime staple and that’s what we had. What we also had was talk, Jeff about his job, me and Sunny about our job, Dad about his, Mom hers. Mom’s thinking of quitting – no kids at home, could...

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Marilyn Grant accompanied her parents to church her first Sunday back in Evanston. Pete refused to go. Andy was there, but they didn’t speak. He did call that Tuesday, though. It was an invitation to a movie Saturday. They set the time he’d come by. “Is Marilyn here?” It was Andy’s voice Saturday night. “One more minute,” she called She had her eyes on, but not her lips. “Come in,” Dad said in his most parental voice. “I think we should establish some guidelines.” God! Was this 1975 or...

TommyChapter 8

Tommy’s turn: A text from Mimi. I honestly was surprised. Last night ended in tears. I tried to tell her that I wanted us to be more than friends to each other, she broke down into tears, sobbed about she wasn’t the person I deserve and me being the astute employer of effective conversation, I couldn’t come up with a counter. We barely hugged when I dropped her off. I didn’t sleep most of the night. I am affected by this girl. I cannot quantify the reasons. I can’t plot the feelings on a...

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By Monday morning Marilyn’s itchiness had almost disappeared, and by Tuesday night she felt fine for her date with Andy. Afterwards, he scratched quite a different itch. “I love you,” he said as they got into the front seat again. “Yeah, but only on Saturdays,” She was in a silly mood. “I love you all the time. I want you all the time. I get you on Saturdays.” Clearly, Andy wasn’t feeling silly. “Do you really want me all the time?” Now, she sounded like she was fishing for...

The Quest For The King s MagicChapter 8

Try getting to sleep with a Zibong floating around near you. It can be a trial. Eventually I just gave up and decided to relieve Gaku's watch early. The boy nearly threw a fire spell at me when I came up the slope next to him. I guess I wasn't the only nervous one. "Any change?" I asked. "None," he replied, "It just keeps moving back and forth. Shouldn't we try to kill it?" "Yes, definitely," I said. "If it threatens us. As it is, I just don't know. We are on a Quest and...

The Quest For The King s MagicChapter 9

"Wake up, you sleepy head!" I kicked the small mound of blankets, where I guessed Gaku lay. Even I was a little leery of the guard wolves Blaster had set on duty, so I let my loud voice wake the Muse. He sat up and stretched, scratching a wolf behind an ear. "I swear," Blaster said, "I didn't even close my eyes last night, let alone get any sleep." Gaku and I laughed. The noises of Blaster snoring throughout the night was our beacon, bringing us safely back to the campsite, when we...

MagicChapter 44

The referee threw a flag on the play when the home team went off-sides. Ms. Woodhill stood up and shouted, “The umpire needs glasses.” “That’s a referee,” Jerry said looking over at his teacher like she was a complete and total airhead. With a wide-eyed expression of wonder on her face, Ms. Woodhill said, “Really? All of these sports are just so confusing.” “Umpires are for baseball,” Jerry said patiently. The man seated next to Ms. Woodhill laughed and said, “She knows that.” Sid,...

MagicChapter 47

While there are some that might have felt that Suzie was in complete control of the relationship between her and Sean, she had gotten used to having him around. After all, she had fantasized about having him for a boyfriend for years and the reality had far exceeded fantasy. The lack of intimacy for the past three days had driven home the point that she was just as much in love with him as he was with her. She didn’t know how she would last another day without wrapping herself around...

Young GordyChapter 2

Back by the tents we found the students chatting. "Have you gathered any food?" They looked sheepish. "Do you know how to identify bush tucker? You said you were going to subsist on it for three days – two nights. It's not even three hours!" She wasn't being kind. One of the girls looked as though she were going to cry. I thought I might stay out of the discussion. "Gordy!" "Yes, ma'am?" "Do you see anything edible?" "Well, there was that taipan, but I'm not certain...

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