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The Little Sketching Group

Methinks I have mentioned from time to time the existence of The Little Sketching Group (LSG). The LSG was formed when I was eighteen, in the spring before covid hit, by my photographer friend Harry and consists mostly of older males and a few females, many of whom are customers of Harry's photography business. The LSG was seen to be necessary because, though the local art galleries provide some opportunities for sketching enthusiasts to sketch live models, they are often a part of organized...

Lustful ArtChapter 3 Lisa sketches Elle in her home

Lisa told me the rest one night, she knew I really wouldn't feel that jealous about her relationship with Elle as long as she kept me in her life, and we were already involved in a partnership with the voyeur video project, we had 12 hours of tape already! A few days later, Elle phoned Lisa. "Oh, yes, Stacy mentioned your might call me, when do you want to come over to model?" "You, you mean you don't want to meet me first, to see what I look like?" "I trust Stacy. And, I can only...

The Sketch Artist s Model

Several years ago, when I was a poor college student, I was looking for ways to earn a little money with a side job. I had a part time job in a warehouse, but I was having trouble making ends meet. One day at school I saw an advertisement for models for an art class on campus. At first glance I figured they were looking for women only, but on closer inspection I found that they were looking for adults of any gender. I thought, “Why not? It’s on campus so it’s reputable and it pays quite a bit...

Bimbos and Sketches

When Janie married Steve, she knew about his powers. Steve had the power to turn anybody he wanted into anything he wished, just with the clap of his hands. When Janie had met him, Steve had a harem of blonde bimbos fifty strong and his abuse of power was spiralling out of control. However, from the moment Steve first met Janie, his soul melted. He had never believed in love at first sight, only bimbo at first clap. Yet this girl triggered something inside of him that he never knew was there....

Sketch

I wiped the sweat from my brow. It was warm for an October day. I turned the mower around and headed in the opposite direction. Mowing the front yard was a responsibility my parents gave me. I didn't mind. I took enjoyment in seeing the lawn looking so nice after it was cut and edged. Mrs. Patterson pulled up next door in her minivan. She politely waved before she headed into her house. Her daughter, Paige, stumbled out of the van struggling to carry a large paper pad and a plastic shopping...

Green Acres 8 Not a Milton Berle Sketch

Green Acres 8: Not a Milton Berle Sketch By Ron Dow75 The first thing Oliver Wendell Douglas saw when he opened his eyes was a black dildo laying on top of the cover. "AAA-nh!!" he screamed, leaping out of bed. (The lighter party favors were stirred up by his draft of his billowy nightgown.) "Oliver, what's the mattser?!!" his wife asked, concerned. "Lisa, you didn't do it to me again, did you!?!!" the man in the long, green silk nightgown demanded and prayed. "Do whats?"...

Sexy bhabhi poses nude for her husband s sketch

This story is based on an episode from Savita Bhabhi comics, which you can read . Savita and Annie were excited, thinking about all the sexy adventures they had recently. The fake wedding with Karan and Vedant lead to an orgy session with their in-laws. Savita giggled, thinking about it. Savita and Annie even planned to get matching tattoos to commemorate the event. Savita didn’t know that Annie was naturally blond and her hair’s dark color was due to the dye. Savita wanted Annie to be how she...

230 Holiday surprise part 1

cthis is the first of a long trilogy of stories first put up in 2015, they are now broken into manageable parts,and polished i hope having had 2 years experience since then, they cover, bdsm, k9, bondage, branding, piercing and changing lives in general so if you don’t like those things better not to start cos its addictive… be warned lolHappy Englishmen like me toddle of for a holiday once a year, to get away from the world. Now if like me you had a stressful job (or at least I did...

Jean the Artiste

By Roger with a nod to Nin and Mel ‘20 Chapter the First…A P L A Studio in Calais In the northeast section of the city of Calais and very near the channel waters was a small colony where there lived many painters, writers and sculptors, including a particular artiste, our young, innocent Jean. The colony near Calais was known by the residents as La Petite Artiste or simply as LPA. It was a gay part of CalaIs whereat music and laughter were often heard as there were many small...

3 Evil Sisters Part 2

Having successfully completed my task I grabbed some clothes and headed into the bathroom. Once I had the shower running at the perfect temperature, I slid the glass door shut and let the hot water run down my body to wake me up. I leaned against the wall as my thoughts drifted back to last night, to how I found myself losing my virginity to Ashley, and loving every second of it. A part of me wanted to crawl back into that bed and just spend the rest of the day with her. One day of absence...

3 Evil sisters Part 2

3 Evil sisters-Part 2 The ringing of my alarm woke me up and lazily rolled over to shut it off. Upon rolling back I saw my beautiful sister Ashley only inches away from me, as naked as a newborn baby but with the biggest smile I’d ever seen on her face. I didn’t want to wake her up but I still needed to get ready for school, so I tried to quietly worm my way out of her loving grip.Having successfully completed my task I grabbed some clothes and headed into the bathroom. Once I had the shower...

Cello Muse

The question startled me, jerking me out of my trance. I can slip into ‘the zone’ when I’m sketching and one inherent risk is being crept up on. I snapped out of it sharply, trying to discern the source of the floating voice. It sounded awfully close. Behind me perhaps. “Piss off!” Jim retorted, irritated at the interruption. He was sitting on the other side of his kitchen table sketching me sketch him. I looked over my shoulder. There, behind me, just peering around the door, was the face of...

The Paint Job Part 4

After leaving the tea to brew, I went back through to the studio to find Adam and Stephen having what looked like very intense sex together kneeling on the couch. They were both upright and facing forwards. Stephen had one arm around Adam's prominent chest, fondling a nipple, while the other was wrapped around the bigger man's cock, gently sliding his foreskin back and forth across the great plum head. They were kissing passionately and Stephen's hips were gently slapping against Adam's big...

The Paint Job Part 2

"You've obviously discussed the other five paintings of the set in some detail," I remarked to my two clients. "Could you give me a rundown of what you have in mind so I have an idea of context?""Okay, so the first is the beautiful composition of us kneeling face-to-face with our erections forming a heart-shape," Stephen told me, before laughing again at my misgivings about how trite that might look. "And in the second, I'm giving my new husband oral pleasure.""You're sucking his cock?" I...

Painted Lady

Professor Andersen was a short, stout man who's salt and pepper hair had fled from the top of his head. His cheeks were round and slightly pink and his nose rather too large for his face. In his tweed jacket, anyone who looked at him might have guessed he was a professor. No one would have ever guessed he was an artist."Now, if you'll turn to page three of the course outline, you'll see the year's projects. I want four original works, one still life, one portrait, one scenery, and one nude. I'm...

Muse

“What’ya doing?” The question startled me, jerking me out of my trance. I can slip into ‘the zone’ when I’m sketching and one inherent risk is being crept up on. I snapped out of it sharply, trying to discern the source of the floating voice. It sounded awfully close. Behind me perhaps. “Piss off!” Jim retorted, irritated at the interruption. He was sitting on the other side of his kitchen table sketching me sketch him. I looked over my shoulder. There, behind me, just peering around the...

3 Evil Sisters Part 3

The only problem was that she played me like a used video game. That’s why I felt so shitty. I fell for her little ploy, hook line and sinker and that made me all the more mad. So here I was, Sunday around noon, still lying in bed with barely an hour or two of sleep under my belt, and still confused as fuck as to what I was going to do next. The door to my room slowly swung open and I lifted my head up just enough to see Izzy leaning against the doorway. “No,” I rested my head back...

3 Evil sisters Part 3

3 Evil sisters-Part 3Introduction: If you like it, dont like it, just feel like commenting or anything in between, feel free. Feedback is always nice. -Thank you The house was quiet for the rest of the day. I didn’t even get yelled at to make dinner, leaving me to wallow away in my bed, reliving the afternoon escapades. Lying there as the Saturday moon rose to the sky, I still couldn’t believe what I did. I fucked Izzy. My oldest sister just let me do whatever I wanted to her and she enjoyed...

Elkie

Another wonderful day in grad school. I was on my way back to my empty apartment, with papers to grade and some homework to do. After I crossed the intersection, with just a few hundred feet to go to my place, I passed an old Quonset hut. It looked pretty plain and unassuming. I had heard it was owned by the art department but knew nothing else about it. I had never, in all my weeks of passing the place, seen anyone going in or out, or around it.Until now.She was leaning on the post...

Eroticum 101

I met my wife Jessie in an Art's class during college. It was one of those moments, now looking back, that I knew even then would change my life. Though to what extent it did, and had ... I certainly didn't know at the time. The only thing I did know, the moment I saw her, I knew I was going to marry her. No matter what. Oddly enough, she was the artist. I was merely modeling, in the nude mind you, for a few extra bucks on the side. I was myself a struggling writer, not an artist. I never...

Going to Night School 0

Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert in a BDSM magazine that someone had left in the hairdressers where I worked. I didn’t really know what I was letting myself in for, but I...

WanderingPart 4 Beth

I sat in my car in the parking lot of the convenience store for quite a while. I had long since finished the wretched coffee that they offered, and I was lost in my thoughts. A wise man once said "never look a gift horse in the mouth," but that's exactly what I was doing. I had left my old surroundings only six days ago, and it was as if I had stepped through some portal into a parallel universe. I was living in a fantasy land of willing women and unlimited sex. I kept wondering when this...

A New PastChapter 53 July Fireworks

“Do you have time to talk to Mitt Romney?” Tamara asked as we headed from a conference room to my office in our Dublin building. Mitt, the former CEO of Bain Capital, had taken over the leadership of the Salt Lake Organizing Committee for the 2002 Winter Olympics following a bribery scandal the prior year. PT Innovations, as one of the larger employers in Park City, had stepped up as a sponsor immediately after his announcement. I recalled just enough history to know they would be successful...

Manga Modeling

some background: Tamura is a yuri manga artist that has a propensity of seeing her two friends making lesbian sex in her head Patty is an American who transferred to Japan to be closer to her otaku mecca, she works with Konata in a cosplay cafe and likes to dress her friends in various outfits. Yutaka is a sickly, frail and tiny girl. As she spends so much time being sick she is feels like a burden to all around her. She lives with her cousin Konata as shes closer to school and is...

Worth The Wait

My name is Jamie Laker, and you may know of my four crime novels. I am twenty-seven years old now, but this story is mainly about Simon Curton from the time we were nineteen, entering the second year at Argoyne Academy of Creative Arts. You will soon see how crucial that timing was.Many of the incidents will be hearsay, adapted from what Simon told me later.Argoyne Academy provided three major areas of study. I took the combined Literature and Creative Writing course. An Art department was...

Fitting Together

The morning was hot. Carol Wake had carried a load of luggage from her car. Now she was so ready for a refreshing shower. All of the furniture and carpets had been changed. Only the stair carpet remained, and Garson Wilde would complete the fitting that morning.Five months since the divorce and being a financial director, ex-husband Victor, was affluent enough to agree to Carol keeping the house, and she had been determined to make it a clean sweep and replace anything that remotely reminded...

The Artist

've heard stories about news photographers who get shot because when they put the camera viewfinder to their eye, they forget that they're actually in a dangerous situation and think they're just watching something happening to someone else. It's like extreme voyeurism. I know it sounds strange, but I believe it. I believe it because it happened to me.I'm not a photographer. I'm an artist. Well, I want to be an artist. I take my sketchbook everywhere I go and when I get "in the moment," I'm...

Posing TogetherChapter 7 A Big Mess

Debbie kept Peter and Meagan facing each other, but she positioned them much further apart, and slowly worked them closer together. Each time they posed, Peter was able to go longer and longer without breaks. In fact, by the middle of August he was actually able to go longer without a break than he had when he and Meagan were positioned so that they couldn't see each other. To Debbie's delight, he demonstrated more and more sexual energy each time he posed with Meagan. Meagan grew more and...

The Paint Job Part 1

With the current fashion for newlyweds to have their wedding night nuptials committed to canvas, I have become familiar with sketching hesitant couples alongside their conjugal beds. Painting such tender moments presents a fascinating artistic challenge and I've developed a reputation for capturing the mood of the marital suite with discretion and sensitivity.What I hadn't anticipated was that, inevitably perhaps, one day the happy couple asking for my services would turn out to be two men.My...

The Return of Father JuanChapter 9

July 1st, Billy Bob called. "We have some strangers sniffing around town. I get the feeling they are looking for you. The town clerk told me they were in looking for records in your name. Would it be possible for you to come down and see what they want?" "How many are there?" "There are four altogether. One older guy and three college-age kids. Two girls and a boy. They ate in Daisy's diner yesterday and she saw they had a topographical map laid out on the table. Daisy overheard them...

Rhapsody SuiteSix

TEMPE WAS AWESOME—awesomely hot! It was close to ninety degrees when we landed and it was not going down. Fortunately, every place we went was air conditioned. Unfortunately, it was a real shock to walk into a cold room after being in the heat. I spent my time alternately sweating and shivering. We checked into our hotel and I was pleased that Lissa and I were next door to each other, though there wasn’t a connecting door like I’d hoped. I was wound so tight by the time we’d tossed our bags...

My Temporary Wife

My Temporary Wife by obohobo Warning The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written foradults only. MF Rom Spank If you are underage or offended by such material -or- if viewing this fileis illegal in your locality, then leave, close or delete this file-story now. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to persons living, dead or otherwiseis purely coincidental, etc. Copyright 2005 My Temporary Wife "Were you able to book yourself on the holiday Jack?"...

My Career as a Nude Model

OK, “career” is a bit of an exaggeration, because I never earned any money from it, but when I was in my late teens I did do some modelling work on a strictly amateur basis. Let me explain.I met Cathy on our very first day of school. She was a pretty, funny, friendly girl and we became friends, like k**s do at that age. We weren’t special friends or anything, we were just mates; chums – whatever.When we moved up into secondary school she was beginning to develop from a gawky girl into being a...

Holidays with Auntie Joan Part 3

The next year I was able to drive up to M. I was now the proud owner of a cheap second-hand Toyota, that managed to last the entire trip. I had been in a lovely relationship with a pretty, foreign fellow student, who was returning to her home country for the Uni vacation.On arrival at Joan's shack, we warmly covered each of our major experiences since my last visit. Joan had invested some of her art income into some improvements to the shack - an electric hot water system, a new computer,...

Holidays with Auntie Joan Part 3

The next year I was able to drive up to M. I was now the proud owner of a cheap second-hand Toyota, that managed to last the entire trip. I had been in a lovely relationship with a pretty, foreign fellow student, who was returning to her home country for the Uni vacation.On arrival at Joan's shack, we warmly covered each of our major experiences since my last visit. Joan had invested some of her art income into some improvements to the shack - an electric hot water system, a new computer,...

The Sketchbook

It was strange seeing you like this. Your parents were excited to see you home, and I was certainly accepting of your change. Here was this twenty-one-year-old woman. You dressed like a bit of a dork, but it was an interesting quirk of yours. You had on a red converse, leggings under your knee-high shorts, and a 3/4 length ball tee with a rich red flannel that matched the converse. It was extra-long and draped down your legs almost as long as your shorts. Your curly red hair seemed darker than...

Wandering Ch 04

This is the fourth in a series about the journey of newly divorced Lee Stephenson and his voyage of rediscovery. The time has come to reassess the inexplicable events of the past six days. I am, as always, grateful to ErikThread for his editing assistance and advice. Any errors or omissions are entirely my responsibility. Chapter 4: Beth I sat in my car in the parking lot of the convenience store for quite a while. I had long since finished the wretched coffee that they offered and I was lost...

A Battle For Sexuality

This story is very long. It is not a story for a quick jerk-off. It’s a good eighteen pages with size 10 font, so it’s a freaking monstrosity. It is NOT a porn story. I tried to make it as realistic as possible - I hope I succeeded. This is loosely based off a friend of mine, who was telling me a few weeks ago about how his neighbors helped him realize his homosexuality. WARNING: This story involves two men having sexual interactions with a fifteen year old boy. If this turns you off,...

Of Moonlight and Black Cats

Of Moonlight and Black Cats. By Tanya H. Black Cat Junction. Black Cat Junction signalbox, where I once worked, had endured an age of Northern weather, countless snorting steam locomotives and the weight of time since way before I was born. It had ceased to be commercially important in the 60s, when the nearby station closed, but remained on the railway map as the point where the branch line from Lentonmill joined the old route from Manchester to Leeds. Even before my Dad toddled...

Dun and Dusted Part 3 Book 7 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 21 The Temple of Love

Next morning Nathan set off for Shangri La with most of the supplies and the six African girls. Lillian, Mimi, and I, in a cart hired from the hostelry, drove eastwards off the main track along a narrow but well-used trail towards the temple Lillian wanted to show me. “I hope you have your sketching pad handy,” Lillian said to Mimi. “I never go anywhere without it,” Mimi replied. As we travelled the twisting, rutted track I realised where we were bound. “Is the temple we are about to view...

The Sketchbook

The idea behind this story actually came from an episode of a show I watched almost 10 years ago. I remembered it last night, and wrote it this morning. Comments, questions, or criticism can be directed to [email protected] or [email protected] The Sketchbook By Allison Voorhees I was drawing a portrait of Christy, my girlfriend, in art class. She was standing over my shoulder as I shaded the strands of honey-colored hair that ran down her shoulders. "Are...

The Art Science of LoveChapter 6

My experience with Allison and the knowledge that my instruction of the lovely Rita was likely at an end left me depressed and angry. I spent the rest of Thursday night and Friday, the day after Allison's house closed, in my studio. I usually have a lot of work to do on Fridays, preparing for the weekend open houses and placing ads, but I took a break from my painting Friday morning that was only long enough to call Morgan in the office and tell her I wasn't well. I asked her to place ads...

Kara The Contractor

“I do like this house,” Kara pronounced. She was naked, lying on her back at the side of the pool, looking at the sky. Dirk yawned, but not from lack of sleep, more from boredom. “Uh huh, so I gathered,” he replied, his eyes still on his paper. Kara stretched and put her hands behind her head. “I didn’t at first, though.” Dirk wanted to keep his focus on what he was reading, but being polite, asked, “And why not?” “No privacy.” Dirk snapped his paper and dropped it on the pool deck. “You’re...

A Statue of Love

My name, which isn’t really of any consequence, but it is Martin Reynolds, and I like to think that I am a budding artist. Drawings, sketches and the like, spending a lot of my time in museums copying any statue that takes my fancy. Fancy isn’t really the correct word to use for what attracts me the most; those young males. For with me being gay, I think you would understand the subjects I would pay the most attention to. I’m twenty four years of age, fair haired, both top and bottom, blue to...

Unusual School Romance Female Edition Part 3

Authors Personal Note= If You Find that This Story Is Not For You Than You Are More Than Welcomed To Leave At Any Time you Want No One Is Forcing To Read The Whole Story Authors Personal Note 2= Please Keep In Mind That My Stories Maybe Unique And Not Just In Format But Also The Author Tries To Fit As Much X Rated Scenes As She Can Just As Long As She Could Fit It In The Plot As Best She Could So That It Doesn’t Feel Like A Or Some Cheap Porn And May Not Be For Everyone Author’s Personal Note...

Prisoner in his Harem Ch 06

REWRITTEN AND EXTENDED VERSION The story so far: Lisbeth Somerset is a 36-year old English workaholic who teaches human rights at a university in an Arab country. She is caught handing a bomb to the assassin who had plans to kill the children of the local ruler and of other dignitaries. That ruler, Sheikh Fouad, consumed with rage, considers the death penalty even too lenient for her and makes her an offer: she will be his prisoner for life having to serve him in his harem as a slave. From...

Stepdad

I hated Steve from the first day I met him. I remember it clearly, even though I was only seven years old at the time. My mom had just divorced my dad and I felt so alone. I felt that she had dumped daddy to be with Steve. I had always felt that way. Growing up my anger towards Steve grew stronger. I knew the only thing I was upset about was my parents splitting up. Even though Steve was the best father a girl could ask for, I always held that grudge against him. My mother and I would always...

School DazeChapter 3 Mrs Daniels Art

I teach Art at the local high school. Last Monday I was in front of my class lecturing on the techniques of sketching. For a model, one of the boys was sitting on my desk. The other students were having a time trying to draw him and listen to me at the same time. After a while, I noticed their problem. After mentioning it to the class, they all smiled and agreed that they were having trouble trying to do both at the same time. I laughed and told them I had a solution. After telling the boy...

Dee s StoryChapter 2

Bradford was wet, cold and somehow uninviting, so I moved on to Leeds, not far but what a difference. Especially as it was there I met Chris. Tucked away along a busy side street I found "Brush Strokes" and "Frames & Dames". They shared a single front door which gave access to them both. On the left was what I knew I was looking for, an artists supply shop, "Brush Strokes". Whilst to the right was what I didn't know I was looking for, a small gallery specialising in the female...

This Way to Passion Pt 2

Freshened by the shower and looking forward to whatever the rest of the evening might hold, Dan Carney dried himself, and put on the robe Cassie had mentioned.Going down the stairs he had his stomach juices teased by the aromatic cooking smells that rose from the kitchen. There was quiet, gentle music playing on the radio, and Cassie was standing over the hob, as he entered. When she turned Dan thought she looked so sensuous in the clinging robe she had put on over her naked body. Her blue eyes...

P is for Paint

Paul Peters. It was a hell of a name for kid growing up. He’d been teased unmercifully because of it. ‘P.P.’ followed by jeers, laughter and a lot of finger pointing. Not to mention bullies who shoved him into school lockers or knocked his books out of his hands. He’d fought back of course, several times, but all the good it did him was to land him in detention more often than not. And because of it, he learned to draw. With nothing better to do than just sit there, he drew, sketched, and...

P is for Paint

Paul Peters. It was a hell of a name for kid growing up. He'd been teased unmercifully because of it. "P.P." followed by jeers, laughter and a lot of finger pointing. Not to mention bullies who shoved him into school lockers or knocked his books out of his hands. He'd fought back of course, several times, but all the good it did him was to land him in detention more often than not. And because of it, he learned to draw. With nothing better to do than just sit there, he drew, sketched, and...

My Journey Book 1 CollarsChapter 26

The next morning, we woke with the alarm and I felt good, refreshed and eager to talk to Dr. Spencer. I got out of bed and looked at the champagne bottle, checking how much we’d had to drink the night before. I was proud of us for not draining it. There was probably enough for us to have had half a glass more, but we’d had enough by the end of the night. I kissed both my girls and got adoring looks from them for thinking to celebrate last night. We showered together as we usually did and got...

Anne and MaryChapter 11 Branching out

Mary slipped into Will's car where he waited outside North College. She was dressed for riding: boots, jeans, a light jacket against the fall air. They drove out of town, talking about the stables they would visit. "I called Sarah Posito this morning before we left to let her know we're coming. She's got a class this afternoon I want to watch, and you can look at the horses, maybe do some sketches." "Sounds good. I had a great time yesterday. And I like Anne, too." "Good. We're...

GETTING FUCKED IN ART CLASS DRAWING NUDES

One day toward the end of the semester, Prof. Reed announced that the next class was going to be a nude drawing class. But in his infinite wisdom, it was going to have a twist….all students who attended the class would be naked, as would the two male subjects that we’d be drawing. Anyone who was uncomfortable with this could skip that class without penalty. I was surprised by the announcement, but found myself fascinated by the idea of drawing nudes while being nude. I wasn’t sure how my...

Worth a Thousand Words

Prologue On the walls of the New York Museum of Fine Art, an oil painting is displayed. The subject is a beautiful young woman, tastefully nude. Her long brown hair is draped in front of her, covering her breasts and flowing almost to her navel. Her left hand modestly covers her private parts; her right hand is extended, offering a handful of mixed berries. Her dark brown eyes stare boldly back at the viewer. She smiles cryptically, a smile that has been compared to that of Michelangelo's...

Toon Skin

One bright sunny day, you find a curious glowing pencil laying on the side of the road. You are immediately compelled to walk over and pick it up, and as you do, you notice a thin line being drawn from its lead into the air. Gasping in surprise, you give another flick, drawing a circle in mid air, which falls to the ground. You look around to see if anyone is watching - no one seems to be around. You decide to try something a little more complicated, and draw your name in big outlines....

Good Morning Starshine

I thank my proofreaders for all of their time and assistance. But please don't expect a great work of English literature here. Cantankerous old sod that I am, I insist in writing Wanderer English, as it is generally spoken in the UK; not as some experts would prefer it to be spoken, and written. There is no overt sex in this story and it probably should not be read by folks who take life, or themselves, too seriously. You must understand that most of this happened a long time ago now;...

Caller Unknown Chapter 2

Three days later, Willow sat at her office desk, head tilted and propped up against her palm. She scrolled randomly through the strange phone’s screen. There wasn’t much there, just the bare bones of icons. No message app, no contacts folder, not even a way to dial out. The files were empty. She had considered taking it to the I.T. department to see if they could dig through it --find something, anything-- but thought better of it.She even tried calling from the phone itself to her office phone...

Hillcrest Academy for Girls Part II Art Class

Cassie left the Head Mistress flustered and extremely aroused. She never expected that she would enjoy the spanking as much as she just did. Was it because it was a new experience or that Mr. Williams, the new male teacher spanked her, or that he touched her wet pussy or that she was able to momentarily brush her tongue against his pant’s bulge? She didn’t know what it was but she felt her body tingle all over. One more moment of Mr. Williams spreading lotion on her red ass and she would have...

Sara s Magic Crayons SRU Chapter 3

Magic Crayons by Maggie O'Malley This story is dedicated to my Auntie Sara the Art Angel. Her beautiful creations both art and literary bring joy and love to all they touch. Yet as wonderful as they are, they are not the greatest gift she possesses. The greatest gift of all is the beautiful young woman herself. Auntie Sara you are a kind, generous, and gentle soul with so much love to give, and so many who want to give love back to you. You bring a smile to my face every time...

The Art Science of LoveChapter 3

When I awoke in the morning, Rita was gone. Well, strictly speaking, it was barely morning. I lay in bed several minutes reliving every sensuous moment of the previous night trying to convince myself that it had not been an elaborate fantasy that I put over on myself. When I realized what time it was, though, I jolted out of bed and dashed to the bathroom for a shower and shave. Saturday is a busy day in the real estate industry and I had an open house scheduled at one of my listings in less...

Good Morning Starshine

This is a slightly updated version of this tale. I’m at somewhat of a loss to explain why it was not submitted here when it was first posted on the Internet. There have been a few minor changes to the text since the tales first appearance. DC thanks the proofreaders who assisted in preparing the original for posting. But we should add that he doubts they’ve seen this later version. Good Morning Starshine! The reader must understand that most of this happened a very long time ago now, the...

Lilim Tales Part 1 of 4

Lilim Tales by Armond Part 1. *** Prologue. She was dying. It was not disease or injury that was ending her life; her body was vanishing like the Cheshire Cat, burned away by her energies. After a hundred years with them, her Turn was over. Still, she looked no older than twenty. "We knew this day would come. I'm blessed to have been your first. I love you more than life itself. I ...I love you too much." Luna couldn't answer her; if she said one word, her...

Follow Your Dreams

Author's Note: Some pre reading may be necessary because while this is a standalone story it does follow on from an earlier one called The Model. Also characters appear, who were last seen in two other earlier stories; Andi and Mia featured in Two Fantasies and Jess and Carrie in Carrie and Jess Take Flight. Follow Your Dreams Returning Home Jeanie Pritchard waited till the last passenger had left the plane before she went to the crew locker and retrieved her carryon bag....

Hard Work

Chapter 1 I still live in the small city that I grew up in and once in a while run into people I knew when I was younger. That happened not long ago when I was at one of the malls looking for a new pair of shoes when I heard from behind me, "Glen? Glen Harris?" I turned and recognized her instantly, it was the mother of my closest friend who had been the best man at my wedding. The wedding had since been dissolved and I had gotten older, now forty-two. "Yes, Georgia? You haven't changed...

Knox County Ch 06

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