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Postcards

Like to cook? You become a chef. Have an interest in education? Most likely end up a teacher. Me? I wanted to fly, so I became a pilot. Over the years I finagled myself a pilot license with several ratings, then later a spot with an Air National Guard outfit. Unfortunately none of the big airlines was hiring when my time was up, so I had been with a little regional carrier for about two years now. Throughout my trials and tribulations the only constant in life was Amy my wife. My lovely Amy...

Post Workout Sexy Stretch Cool Down

“Hi babe, I’m back from my run,” Mike said as he poked his head through the door. “Looking good girl. Work it, work it, work that hot body!” he said teasingly. Britney smiled at him, as he approvingly checked her out. Her hot bottom was nicely wrapped in the tight outfit he had picked out as a Christmas present. She knew he was lusting over her. He always came back horny from his runs. Somehow they didn’t wear him out, at least not as it related to his interest in sex. Quite the...

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Postcards from THE ESTATE The Womanizers Guy Hughes

Author's note: When we hear the term "womanizer" we think of a Bill Clinton, a Ted Kennedy (or any Kennedy), a Donald Trump--some straight man who can't resist chasing women even if he has a wife or girlfriend. The term is both glorifying and preoperative, but only mildly so. Not exactly the male equivalent of "slut." At THE ESTATE--that extensive rural retreat that once was the private residence of a late nineteenth century robber baron--the term has a nearly opposite meaning. And THE...

Outpost Hetero EditionChapter 3 Charity

Schaffer dreamed that he was warm, no, hot. Growing hotter. Sweat coated his body, he felt as if he were on fire. Was he in hell? Was that what fate had decreed? His mind was muddled, unfocused. He reached out his hand, feeling downy fur and yielding fat. He opened his eyes with a start, this was not a dream. He was awake, out of the snow and out of his suit, too. It was too dark for him to see anything, and all around him, the same soft fur pressed against his naked skin. There was an odd,...

Outpost Bisexual EditionChapter 3 Charity

Schaffer dreamed that he was warm, no, hot. Growing hotter. Sweat coated his body, he felt as if he were on fire. Was he in hell? Was that what fate had decreed? His mind was muddled, unfocused. He reached out his hand, feeling downy fur and yielding fat. He opened his eyes with a start, this was not a dream. He was awake, out of the snow and out of his suit, too. It was too dark for him to see anything, and all around him, the same soft fur pressed against his naked skin. There was an odd,...

Postal Pleasures revisited

Postal Pleasures By Beagle9690 April 2018 After twenty years of marriage, my wife left me for a man she met while attending nursing college. I was the breadwinner for all twenty, and she was the “bored,” her words, stay at home wife for sixteen. That’s ironic, because she quit her job, shortly after we were married. She was a college student for the last four. My married life ended like a damn soap opera! The day the heartless harlot received her diploma, as a registered nurse, at fifty...

Postal Pleasures

by Beagle9690 January 2018 After twenty years of marriage, my wife left me for a man she met while attending nursing college. The day the heartless bitch received her diploma as a registered nurse, was the day she served me with divorce papers at the commencement ceremony in front of everyone. She moved out the next day to be with her new young stud. He was handsome to a fault; like a petulant male model. He had a full head of hair, perfect teeth and he is twenty years younger than the...

Post Apocalyptic Sorority Cat House Chapter 3

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Post Apocalyptic Sorority Cat House Chapter 1

The world had ended. Billions where dead in hours a nuclear was that spanned the globe. I was a 26 year old financial analyst, who is 6'6" and honestly, was a little out of shape. I grew up in a smaller town of about 25k in the northwest. I left to go to the east coast to go to college for 4 years and then had my first job out of college there for 4 more years before deciding I had had enough of the big cities and would like to move back to where I grew up. I got a job in a small college...

Post Coital Suggestion Part 3

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Post Coital Suggestion Part 3

Introduction: Becky gets lucky at a Rotary Meeting The story you are about to read includes very explicit reference to sex. If you are not old enough to read this story where you live, or if you object to frank language about sex, please read no further. If, however, you enjoy sexual fantasies and a bit of humor along the way, please read on! ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ This story really needs Chapter One to make any sense. If you dont read chapter one first, this one wont make a lot of...

Outpost Hetero EditionChapter 7 Going Native

Schaffer donned his cloak as the pack geared up for their trip. He still wasn’t sure just how far it was, but the aliens were gearing up for a long journey. They were bringing supplies of food and fuel, all of their weapons, and plenty of tools. Each one carried a heavy pack laden with goods, and they were wrapped in layers of protective clothing. Shorts and vests, cloaks and shawls, some even wore long hoods to protect their ears. This was going to be a serious ordeal, Schaffer realized. He...

Outpost Bisexual EditionChapter 7 Going Native

Schaffer donned his cloak as the pack geared up for their trip. He still wasn’t sure just how far it was, but the aliens were gearing up for a long journey. They were bringing supplies of food and fuel, all of their weapons, and plenty of tools. Each one carried a heavy pack laden with goods, and they were wrapped in layers of protective clothing. Shorts and vests, cloaks and shawls, some even wore long hoods to protect their ears. This was going to be a serious ordeal, Schaffer realized. He...

Postman 2

I looked out of the window and could see Mr Baked washing his car, the postman was delivering to my next door neighbour, so I stripped off and ran down stairs. I walked towards the bay window, turned my back to it and bent over showing my ass for anyone stood outside the window too see.I heard a slight tap on the window so I looked through my legs, up past my balls towards the window, there stood the postman looking in at me.I got up and ran to the front door, I bent over turned around and...

Outpost 2 Snowed in Hetero EditionChapter 2 Uninvited Guest

Riya steered her dropship through the blizzard, the winds buffeting the little craft as it glided on its stubby wings, a sensor overlay projecting on her cockpit window in an attempt to help her see through the almost opaque flurry of snow. It was coming down harder than she had ever seen it, battering the craft’s hull, audible even over the sound of the thrusters as they pulsed to maintain altitude. This should have been a routine supply run, she had been tasked with delivering a cargo bay...

Outpost 2 Snowed in Hetero EditionChapter 4 Round Table

Schaffer sat at the kitchen table, a dozen Polars crowding around it as they dug into their supper, Osha doling out portions to the other aliens as they waited patiently for their share. Shrimp sat beside him, Shrimp and the mischievous twins were present too, along with a few of the hunters and some of the larger females. Tonight they were feasting on a large native animal that had been brought down the night before, its meat seared and served with some canned vegetables than the pack had...

Outpost 2 Snowed in Bisexual EditionChapter 3 Uninvited Guest

Riya steered her dropship through the blizzard, the winds buffeting the little craft as it glided on its stubby wings, a sensor overlay projecting on her cockpit window in an attempt to help her see through the almost opaque flurry of snow. It was coming down harder than she had ever seen it, battering the craft’s hull, audible even over the sound of the thrusters as they pulsed to maintain altitude. This should have been a routine supply run, she had been tasked with delivering a cargo bay...

Outpost 2 Snowed in Bisexual EditionChapter 5 Round Table

Schaffer sat at the kitchen table, a dozen Polars crowding around it as they dug into their supper, Osha doling out portions to the other aliens as they waited patiently for their share. Runt sat beside him, the mischievous twins were present too, along with a few of the hunters and some of the larger females. Tonight they were feasting on a large native animal that had been brought down the night before, its meat seared and served with some canned vegetables than the pack had taken a liking...

Postage Stamp

You wouldn't think that something as small and inexpensive as a postage stamp could fuck up a marriage, but one of them, or rather the lack of one of them, did just that. I wasn't supposed to be there. There had been an accident at work. Joe Bivens hadn't been paying attention and as a result the turret lathe he had been operating took the little finger off of his left hand and I was elected to take him to the hospital emergency rooms. Once they had Joe in one of the treatment rooms I gave...

Postcard from San Juan

Copyright, 2001, NCmVoyeur * * * * * ‘I think we’ve already been down this street,’ Rosa said, holding gently onto Mike’s arm. Mike looked down the narrow cobblestone lane, another of the slow rivulets of humanity that coursed through Old San Juan. Beyond, the street curved down toward the darkness of the evening and the cool Atlantic waters. They had been window-shopping, slowly walking off the dinner which they had finished more than an hour earlier. A very filling array of simple, but...

Bedpost Lovers

Samantha and Hannah were twin sisters. Both had long blonde straight hair that went all the way to their shapely behind and a body. Suffice to say that both were the sexual target of every guy where the girls worked. But each guy was turned down by both girls who really loved each other. No one knew. They had found each sexually at a young age and never looked at a boy since. They promised that they would never lose their virginity to anyone else but each other.Tonight was to be a special...

Posting ISS Story Gives Me Two Fucks In A Week

Hi guys! At the outset, thanks for an immense amount of positive revert on my previous story (link on top). Just a quick re-iteration about me, born and brought up in south delhi, a fair and attractive young boy with athletic body. Horny by nature yet conservative in outrightly approaching women for pure sex a.K.A casual flings due to an apprehension of discretion. This is a long yet true incident of how posting the first story in iss landed me two sexual encounters within a week. Since my...

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I am regular iss reader for the last 6 yrs & thankful to iss team for such a good platform and collection of stories. I have posted my experience earlier also (1. Me and my bubbly niece in incest section, 2. My lustful journey with my young patient). Hi I’m a doctor with average physique n 7″ long n 3″ thick tool. I’ve experience of satisfying many ladies( some of them friends and few patients too). Any lady (aunt/ bhabhi/ girl in and around Lucknow / Delhi NCR / Allahabad) please do contact...

Outpost 2 Snowed in Hetero EditionChapter 3 Size Matters

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Outpost Hetero EditionChapter 2 Terminal

He awoke to frigid cold. His fingers were stiff, and his breath hung in the air, forming crystals that glittered in the waning light of the dirty bulbs. He wasn’t sure how long he had slept, but the heating still had not come on. There was some kind of problem. He tried to rise to a sitting position, noting with discomfort that his chapped lips were welded together, but the gravity gripped him like an angry fist and chained him to the bed. It felt as though an elephant was sitting on his...

Outpost Hetero EditionChapter 9 Eureka

There had to be some way to modify the outgoing signal, or to inject his own data into the stream. Schaffer slammed the console with his fist in frustration. He had mapped every function that he could find and was now reduced to trawling the maze of menus and submenus contained within the operating system. Half of the functions required commands that he did not know, the system was entirely custom, though loosely based on a kind of UNN security system management software that he was somewhat...

Outpost Bisexual EditionChapter 2 Terminal

He awoke to frigid cold. His fingers were stiff, and his breath hung in the air, forming crystals that glittered in the waning light of the dirty bulbs. He wasn’t sure how long he had slept, but the heating still had not come on. There was some kind of problem. He tried to rise to a sitting position, noting with discomfort that his chapped lips were welded together, but the gravity gripped him like an angry fist and chained him to the bed. It felt as though an elephant was sitting on his...

Outpost Bisexual EditionChapter 9 Eureka

There had to be some way to modify the outgoing signal, or to inject his own data into the stream. Schaffer slammed the console with his fist in frustration. He had mapped every function that he could find and was now reduced to trawling the maze of menus and submenus contained within the operating system. Half of the functions required commands that he did not know, the system was entirely custom, though loosely based on a kind of UNN security system management software that he was somewhat...

Post Graduate Slut

I won’t bother writing about my own indoctrination. It happened almost two years before Cathy’s and was almost identical. They’re even used the same ass hook. I was the fifth female so honored, while Cathy was number ten and Eve’s combination anal hook and vaginal gang bang initiation brought the number of girls and couples in our “club” to eleven. Before my own initiation I probably wouldn’t even dream I could have enjoyed such treatment. Fortunately the girl never knows exactly what’s...

Post War Free Chained

You sit atop a heap of scrap metal and robot cadavers looking for nonspecific bits & pieces, either for dads workshop projects or your bikes repair needs, or maybe you'll get lucky and find something to fix Moes' foot. 'Poor Moe,' you think aloud, 'old boy could really use a break'. It has only been a month since things went dark on April 19th, 2041. The world fell victim to the hands of extremists with a couple bombs who scared the world powers into a MAD (mutually assured destruction) frenzy,...

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Post 3 This time it happened yesterday

So after writing my second post yesterday I really had fun doing it and was pretty worked up thinking about old times and I had to continue to try and find a cock to suck after many months of doing nothing and just recently beginning to explore options. No glory holes though, I wanted something different and challenging that I had to find and work for. The hunt was just as much fun. I've spent the past month looking, driving for a half hour after work, with my zipper down, underwear pulled over...

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hello... this is the work of fiction... do not read if you are not old enough... and you know who you are... post-halloween costume by don davidson hi... it's november 5th now... 5 days after halloween... and i'm still in my costume... i can't believe i got my self into this mess... i'm still in the basement... she hasn't let me out yet... my hair is a little longer, she's touched up the makeup, my lips a still a bright red, mascara, blush on my cheeks.. she shaved...

Post Suhagraat With Surekha Rani

Hi friends. I’m back. I request you guys to kindly read my previous stories and then come to this in order to have a proper flow of the story line. I assure you won’t be able to read the previous stories and finally reach up to this one without touching your genitals. So keep a box of tissue by your side. As you all know my maid who I started referring as Surekha RANI(queen) has started to mate with me and the night the chawl girls took me to her house for my suhagrat. I was about to drink the...

Post Sea Saga

For those who have read my By the Sea stories and enjoyed them, the following series may please also. It finds the loving couple at home after their seaside vacation. Comments and observations--both praise and instruction--always are welcome. toy aka searic Post-Sea Saga Back to the mundane workaday world, my lovely wife-Mistress and I were careful to keep active the intense fulfillment and just plain fun of our D/s life. This could range from an entire weekend of play, beginning...

Post Sea Saga Part II

Post-Sea Saga Part II Note: this is a continuation of the author's series on the adventures of a couple deeply in love, who explore together the delights of D/s, with him as the eagerly willing submissive to her exquisite and loving Dominant. Currently, they are in the process of turning him into a humiliated sissy cuckold. "Clean me, little pussy," my wife commanded, and I moved between her legs, licking and swallowing the juices that coated her pussy as well the remnants of my...

Post Sea Saga Part III

Post-Sea Saga Part III (Wife/Mistress of our happy subbie has instructed him to make arrangements so that they can act on their long-discussed plans for his ultimate service and humiliation. Both believe that this will draw them closer together, more than ever before.) Monday morning found me calling the yard/pool service with an explicit request that Billy be sent out. I asked that he come the following Saturday and was assured that he would be there...

Post Sea Saga Part IV

Post Sea Saga Part IV Spying from the living room, I remembered that I hadn't seen the kid for a while and had never paid that much attention to him, but knowing that someone is going to fuck your wife tends to focus the attention. Billy was wearing ragged cutoffs and a faded red tee shirt. His feet were in a pair of Reeboks. His hair was blond, maybe faded from the sun--he had a deep tan from his work outdoors--and it was long enough to look a...

Post Sea Saga Part V

Post-Sea Saga Part V (For those who have followed the saga thus far, many thanks. For those who have not, it would be useful for you to check out at least the last two segments of the adventures of a loving wife and husband who also are Domina and submissive little sissy slut.) I watched the movement of her body as she walked away from me and burned with love and desire for her. I felt deep humiliation at the thought of what was going to...

Post club three way

I'd just had another great night clubbing, and I was crashing at home with a couple of guys I'd met while out. We were all sitting there, d****d on the couch, talking shit and laughing about the night we had just had.I decided I needed a shower, so I left them there and jumped in. It felt so good, washing away the night, the warm water coursing down my body. As I enjoyed the water rushing over my face, I felt a finger running its way along my ass crack. I turned around fast, and there was...

Post Graduate blues

It was so easy. I was thinking about our relationship now. My husband (at the time) and I were participating in a special archeological study of a tribe which had no previous contact with modern man. We are both in our early 30s. I am rather tall at 5' 10" 140 lbs. with long blond hair and (if I do say so myself) a killer body!) Stan, my husband, was a shrimp at 5' 6", 120 lbs. with a physic of a child. He had longish brown hair with somewhat gentle features. A real Nerd! ...

POST CUCKOLD PAMPERING

It is often said that opposites attract and I believe that is true. I also think the same theme applied when one is experimenting with having cuckold fun. My wife Sarah and I got into the sex with others thing about 10 years ago and it became something we really only did on holidays. Sarah was very particular about who she takes as a sexual partner and what she will do with them.Firstly, they must have a big cock, certainly over 8 inches but preferably bigger, unless she is in the mood for anal...

Post Midterm Sexparty Night

Out here at “beautiful” Pebble Creek U. (a.k.a. the State U. of New York at Stony Brook, home of mud and fluffies), we have a fairly active science fiction club, the Science Fiction Forum. Now, in addition to the standard library and games and MUDding and whatnot, we have some pretty wild people. Most of them are “active” fen (as in, go to cons, filk in their spare time, do weird murals on their dorm walls type of fen). We tend to kinda sorta of live in the Forum...

Postcards Ch 03

Author’s Note: Kwajalein is a real place, as is the battle, the sunken Prinz Eugen, even the two pine trees. I encourage you to google the island. Chapter 3 Depart: 8:20 a.m. Arrive: 5:40 p.m. Tues., May 29 Tues, May 29 Guam (GUM) Kwajalein, Marshall Isl (KWA) One stop. Time on ground 0.45 Travel Time: 7 hr 20 mn Distance: 1,590 miles Flight:UA755 Aircraft: Boeing 737-800 Fare Class: United Economy (Y) Meal: Breakfast No Special Meal Offered. Sheila: The previous night had a surreal...

Postcards

POSTCARDS. BY CASSANDRA ANACONDA MORRISON Tiresias Tiresias (tire' shes, -sees) (tire' shes, -sees), in Greek mythology, blind soothsayer who appears in many legends, and who, according to Ovid's METAMORPHOSES, lived for 20 years as a man and 20 years as a woman. FRANK & DORIS CASWELL April 17 1974 Riverton Blvd. Apt. 9 Honeywell, Tx 79606 Dear Frank & Doris: Well, our trip got off to a great start. The wife and I are really enjoying...

Postcards from The Estate Deidre s First Day

[This postcard is about Deidre, whose wife has signed him up for a weekend of training as a Restoration chambermaid.] Postcards from The Estate: Deidre's First Day By Eugene Webber As he checked his e-mail, Colin was surprised to find a message for Deidre, his feminine alter-ego. The only other person who knew of her was his wife. At her insistence, Deidre was kept securely in the closet except for one or two weekends a month, and then they went several hundred miles away to...

Postcards From THE ESTATE My Wife My Pimp Chap 1

POSTCARDS FROM THE ESTATE: MY WIFE, MY PIMP, PART 1: I BECOME A WOMAN 1946EW "Remember," my wife said, kissing the tip of her forefinger and pressing it to my lips lightly, so as not to muss my lipstick, "Keep track of everything you do with the St. Clairs. We've let them have too many extras." I kissed her finger looking directly into he eyes. Wordlessly, I opened the passenger side door and swung my nylon-encased legs out, planting my three-inch heels firmly on the pavement...

Postcards From the PacificChapter 3 Kwajalien

Depart: 8:20 a.m. Arrive: 5:40 p.m. Tues., May 29 Tues, May 29 Guam (GUM) Kwajalein, Marshall Isl (KWA) One stop. Time on ground 0.45 Travel Time: 7 hr 20 mn Distance: 1,590 miles Flight:UA755 Aircraft: Boeing 737-800 Fare Class: United Economy (Y) Meal: Breakfast No Special Meal Offered. Sheila: The previous night had a surreal quality. For one thing, it was the middle of the day in New Jersey. Sean can fall asleep any time, anywhere, which is a skill I envy. He says he...

Apostle of the sex god

Hello luke you here a voice behind you as you turn back you see a dude shining with a staff that has a dildo on it. I am new sex god Eros and I am going to make you luke my first apostle. luke asks whay do you mean by new god what happened to old one. Well Eros replied he had enough of it so he reliquished his powers to me his first apostle and became a demigod and left. luke asks so there are more apostles and what is a demigod and what happened to other aposles. erros anwered there are more...

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Postgame Show

I looked up from my book at the sound of whoops and cheers from the basement. Smiling, I picked up my iPhone and checked on the hockey game that my husband and his two buddies were watching. It was over and “our” team had won handily, five goals to two. That was my signal. Putting my book aside, I got up and slipped off my sweatpants and sweatshirt. Underneath, I wore a pink satin bra with some black lace trim. It uplifted but barely contained my ample assets. Down below, I wore matching...

Wife Lovers

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Postapocalyptic Passion

Miriam had always considered kissing other women or better yet having sex with them as really weird. Not really the ‘it’s unnatural’ angle, rather the ‘not my kind of tea’ one. It had taken a collapse of society, a civil war with even less people winning than a normal one and a year of living a life as a scavenger to change her opinion, but now it was thoroughly changed.Maybe it had been coming to the realization that having sex with another woman was far less ‘having sex’ and far more ‘playing...

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Postapocalyptic reality 2

This is a continuation:Postapocalyptic reality 1https://xhamster.com/stories/postapocalyptic-reality-1-640119Of course, her pack might not appreciate other wasteland critters fucking her – and she might have problems scavving with the pack in tow. Come to think of it, returning to her old camp with a pack of mongrels (even if they will let her) might be a bit problematic. She wasn’t ready to abandon her hunting rifle or her laser weapons (even if fusion cells are hard to get), and though she...

Postapocalyptic reality 1

Jenny didn't look like a mutant. Not at all like the green skinned super-mutants, nor the hideous ghouls. She didn’t have two heads, or three arms, or anything out of the ordinary. In fact, she looked absolutely normal – maybe even a little prettier than the average Wasteland girl. But there was something that set her apart – a hidden mutation triggered by the radiation that her parents and grandparents had been exposed to.Apart from cellular damage to most life-forms, the radiation that still...

Posta in familie

Am ajuns amandoi, repede, la concluzia ca este mult mai excitanta viata conjugala, daca o combinam cu aventuri in afara familiei. Asa ca, fara sa abuzum si nici sa ne luam la intrecere cine inseala mai mult pe celalat, ne-am lasat in voia placerilor de a avea amanti si amante. Dar gusturile noastre difereau foarte mult. MIRA. Una din primele dar dintre cele mai rascolitoare partide de sex, am avut-o prin Gusti. L-am cunoscut in sera cand ne-a sunat la usa, intreband de sotul meu. Un tip suplu,...

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Postrevolutionary Taxidermy By XNtrcJessica reclined on the soft leather office chair. She gazed out on her two ?trophies?, each a shiny wooden horizontal plaque bearing at the top a detached yet erect penis accompanied by a thick triangular patch of public hair and dangling testicles. At the bottom was a mounted male head bearing an eternal expression of fear and dread. Then Jessica’s eyes wandered idly to two corners of office each containing what appeared to be two almost immobile naked...

Postumus sic an IntroductionChapter 2

"Hey Lindy." I said shyly into my cell phone. "Who's this?' asked Helena into hers rather abruptly. "Uhm Joe ... Joe Solomon?" "Oh hi Joe." "Are you busy?" "Well I am sort of in the..." "Okay. Sorry. I'll..." "Joe!" Helena shouted luckily not into her phone. "Fuck," I grumbled. We sat in the kitchen wearing robes, mine borrowed from Snake who apparently stayed there, though why he buzzed the door I didn't know. We worked role playing to get me over myself. "Why...

Postumus sic an IntroductionChapter 3

Party @ my web all night Huntington Hotel #701 1000 California St Nob Hill Joe Solomon +1 Show text @ door Nick "What is it Joe?" asked Lindy. We had just enjoyed Bad Apple at Yoshi's in Oakland and when I turned on my cell phone after the last encore it chimed for a message. I must have looked flummoxed because Lindy sounded concerned. "It's that weird old guy I told you about. Seems he invited me to a party." "Let me see?" Her hand lifted to take the phone. "I better save...

Postumus sic an IntroductionChapter 4

"Couldn't you start from the beginning, at least for us?" I asked Snake, gesturing at Lindy. "I'm not sure there is a beginning," Snake replied cryptically. "Besides," said Betty, "It's more effective if you're surprised like the readers at first. Like fragments, puzzle pieces slowly revealing the whole bit by bit." "But ... You know the puzzle box shows the finished image," Lindy pointed out. "Maybe the gods own the box and drop the pieces from on high," Snake...

Postumus sic an IntroductionChapter 5

The ACT workshop met from 10 in the morning until 4 in the afternoon for the first two of six weeks, hours expanding in the later weeks to accomplish our final goal of performance. The length modeled itself after a typical rehearsal period readying actors for a production for the public. Although the actual planning for a "real" production, the set and costume designs for instance, often happened prior to rehearsal extending the readying often for several weeks, and auditions would add time...

Postumus sic an IntroductionChapter 6

Though tired, we wanted to celebrate the completion of casting and getting cast. Snake and his angels waited for us playwrights in the ACT lobby. Natasha noticed Lindy and I join them as we strolled together out into the street. While Snake and all the angels except Helena and Miwa stuffed themselves into Buzz's limo, I watched Natasha interact with Michael, the short dandy. It looked like a lover's row. "Wait!" she yelled as we stood beside a Checker cab that took the place of the...

Posting Family PicsChapter 6

Mom got her phone and set it to show elapsed time and then they each got up along the edge of the bed with Mom first, then Michelle and Sarah. I moved up between Mom's legs and reached forward to gently pull open her pussy, then began pushing inside her shiny wet lips. "Mmm, oh, that feels good," she murmured as I began going back and forth. It was feeling good, really good and I was so enjoying myself that, when the three minutes were up, I was surprised at how fast it seemed. So, I...

Outpost 2 Snowed in Hetero EditionChapter 6 Clear Skies

Riya stood at the door of the outpost, looking out through the porthole at the mountains of snow that the storm had deposited the previous night, the air was clear now and she could see one wing of her shuttle protruding from the powder as the vessel lay almost on its side. Schaffer arrived from the corridor behind her, already pulling on his environment suit, fastening the seal on one of his gloves as he marched towards her. He came to a stop beside her, tapping the suit monitor on his wrist...

Outpost Hetero EditionChapter 4 Excursion

Once again, Schaffer awoke to a face full of fur. Sometime during the night, a pile of aliens had crept up on him, burying him at the bottom of another dogpile. They were so damned heavy, their oppressive weight squashing him down into the mattress. He was learning to identify the pack members by their unique markings now. Like a fingerprint, each alien had subtly different spots that patterned their coat. He recognized Osha lying beside him at the bottom of the mound, she had one long,...

Outpost Hetero EditionChapter 5 Personal Space

When the pack had warmed up, they ate again, sitting around the fire pits in groups of three or four and sharing meat. This was more casual than the feast had been, less organized. Schaffer found himself in the company of the two identical males that he had seen at the table during the previous night’s event. Their height, coloration, and markings were all exactly the same. Apparently, these aliens could produce twins like many animals on Earth. They seemed overly curious, borderline...

Outpost Hetero EditionChapter 8 Huntress

Schaffer slammed his hand down on the console, frustration overcoming him. He picked up the sheet of paper that he had been recording his findings on, checking his crude drawing of the control panel, what buttons he had been able to discern the functions of labeled in blue ink. Fortunately, the pens had thawed from their frozen state along with the rest of the building. Apparently, they still worked, and there had been plenty of paper sealed in airtight boxes in the storage room for him to...

Outpost 2 Snowed in Bisexual EditionChapter 2 Role Reversal

The snow was really coming down now, and Schaffer was glad to be inside the outpost, the heating system kept them cozy while elements that would kill an unprotected human in a matter of minutes battered the base from the outside. He sipped a mug of steaming coffee, it was a little gritty, but the heat of the beverage spread through his stomach and put a smile on his face. The Polars didn’t like the caffeine in coffee, and their tongues seemed almost indifferent to sweet flavors, but a mug of...

Outpost 2 Snowed in Bisexual EditionChapter 7 Clear Skies

Riya stood at the door of the outpost, looking out through the porthole at the mountains of snow that the storm had deposited the previous night, the air was clear now and she could see one wing of her shuttle protruding from the powder as the vessel lay almost on its side. Schaffer arrived from the corridor behind her, already pulling on his environment suit, fastening the seal on one of his gloves as he marched towards her. He came to a stop beside her, tapping the suit monitor on his wrist...

Outpost Bisexual EditionChapter 4 Excursion

Once again, Schaffer awoke to a face full of fur. Sometime during the night, a pile of aliens had crept up on him, burying him at the bottom of another dogpile. They were so damned heavy, their oppressive weight squashing him down into the mattress. He was learning to identify the pack members by their unique markings now. Like a fingerprint, each alien had subtly different spots that patterned their coat. He recognized Osha lying beside him at the bottom of the mound, she had one long,...

Outpost Bisexual EditionChapter 5 Personal Space

When the pack had warmed up, they ate again, sitting around the fire pits in groups of three or four and sharing meat. This was more casual than the feast had been, less organized. Schaffer found himself in the company of the two identical males that he had seen at the table during the previous night’s event. Their height, coloration, and markings were all exactly the same. Apparently, these aliens could produce twins like many animals on Earth. They seemed overly curious, borderline...

Outpost Bisexual EditionChapter 8 Huntress

Schaffer slammed his hand down on the console, frustration overcoming him. He picked up the sheet of paper that he had been recording his findings on, checking his crude drawing of the control panel, what buttons he had been able to discern the functions of labeled in blue ink. Fortunately, the pens had thawed from their frozen state along with the rest of the building. Apparently, they still worked, and there had been plenty of paper sealed in airtight boxes in the storage room for him to...

Post to a depressed mate

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Bedpost and Telephone

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Posting Family PicsChapter 4

We both got dressed, I hated to see my oldest sister's big, pretty boobs go back undercover, they were so nice. But, after all, life had to go on and we had to conform to the world's dress code. Mom didn't say much about her pictures on the website for a few days but Michelle told me she was getting lots of votes and comments and emails. "I may be getting ready for some more pictures, Mark. Maybe tomorrow afternoon," she said and I told her that would be fine. Then, the next morning,...

Posting Family PicsChapter 5

"Um, they've been having me post pictures of them, too," I admitted. I knew I might as well tell the truth, she'd probably find out anyway. "And you've seen them naked?" "Would you be mad if I had?" I asked trying to cover myself. "No, but I'd be curious to know if anything more than just photography went on between the three of you?" "Um, well, something kind of went on between you and me, right?" "Yes, it did and that's why I'm curious. I might just want to reward the...

Post Apocalyptic Sorority Cat House Chapter 2

Madison walked with the two girls while we drove along slowly beside them. The first block took us off campus and then we slowly made our way down a street with very large old houses on it. A few on the street had been burned, either completely or partially, and most looked like they had been looted. We stopped almost at the end of the block in front of the biggest house. “This one,” Zoe said as she helped me turn up the walk to the front door. “Anna, go see who is up,” Zoe said. Anna ran...

Post Grad party pt 1

The high school graduation dinner had finished after what seemed like many years of boredom. There were only three reasons any of us guys went to those things; 1st being that we got to dress up in tux’s and have a hot girls showing some sexy under our arms, 2nd being that we all hired very sexy cars, and 3rd and final being that when we went to the after grad party it was assumed we would get laid by our dates. We were heading out, all us guys joking bout who will finger fuck their date on...

Post Coital Suggestion Part 4

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Post Coital Suggestion Part 2

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Post Coital Suggestion Part One

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I stand in the living room in front of the curtainless picture window, bathed in the strong moonlight that flows effortlessly around me, lighting the room in a soft silvery glow. I can’t sleep again and Jens is sleeping so soundly, I don’t want to disturb him with my tossing and turning. I stand there in my robe, staring out at the still beauty of the night, thinking about…nothing really. Suddenly, I sense a presence behind me and a pair of strong hands rest firmly on both of my shoulders as I...

Post Modern Seduction

By High School I had developed more curves than Mulholland Drive, while Sarah never wore bra–or needed one. I was the one that all the boys hit on, but Sarah was the sexual adventurer. She was the first to let a boy reach third base–and reciprocate with a hand job. I was green with envy when I learned she’d slept with Charlie Hansen, the football team captain and legendary campus hunk. She was also the first to get a computer in her bedroom. This was the late 90s–when dial-up modems and...

Post Modern Love Part 1

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Post Coital Suggestion Part One

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Post Bookstore Fun

Sarah and David returned home from a fruitful trip to the adult bookstore, both carrying bags of latex goodies, and wandered in to the living room. David took a seat upon the loveseat, allowing Sarah to spread out and open her packages. Included in the bag were a medium-sized buttplug, and a five-inch dildo. Stuffing the packaging back into the bag, she laid out a towel, then took a seat on the couch. David also took out the objects from his bag, discarding a box from a fresh set of condoms,...

Post Coital Suggestion Part 4

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[ That was just the beginning for 'Mara' and 'Tomas!' There were other eager and very willing African men in Agadir that could hardly wait to cast their own seed into Mara's eager, receptive, and fertile womb; in the sincere hope that one of them would be the biological 'father' of the likely off-spring of all that excited and diligent fucking! (This is for you, A & T! Enjoy!!!) ]The next day, Mara and I had planned on doing some sight-seeing around Agadir, and lounge about on the wide...

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