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Summer Succor

Craig Hardin lay on the old, overstuffed couch in his cousin's apartment pretending to be asleep. In fact, he'd been wide-awake ever since someone padded into the dark living room, knelt beside the couch, and cautiously slipped soft fingers inside his boxers.It had to be his cousin, Robin Stuart. After all, it was her apartment and they were alone. But what the hell was all this about? She'd been asleep a few minutes ago when he'd gotten up for the obligatory early morning piss. There had been...

Ms Sloane PresidesChapter 12 Succor

I wouldn’t say my Gibraltar presentation rehearsals were a disaster. Until I saw the video that Cora had shot. Then I would say it — my Gibraltar presentation rehearsals were a disaster. Ms. Sloane seemed non nonplussed. But then she usually did. “Some room for an upgrade, Birdie. But, plenty of time. It’s not until Tuesday.” “The Sisters?” “Agree there’s an opportunity for refinement.” Gulp. “Now, what are you to focus on?” “Naked people.” “What!” “It’s The McGovern elixir for the...

The Necessity of Winter

The Necessity of Winter By Armond *** 1. Arthmael. I ripped the dagger from her heart... ...and held it, inches from the girl's fur wrapped chest. My hand refused to sheath the blade, pleading instead for release, to plunge it back. How I longed to; for the first time in my life, I would raise my wishes over duty to my people. Time stilled, as I fought my nature. The single movement in the room was bright red blood falling from gleaming blade.... ...one drop...

Remittance ManChapter 5

--1827-- I know not what little devil pulled my ear that day. I offered them recognition of the hundred tribes as embassy without portfolio of their lands to ours. As time went on this single action caused more havoc than any other half-witted thing I have done as it came before congressional debate whether to honor my offer as governor. Having reminded them that the hundred nations beat them to it by over a year forced the issue and the Zulu became recognized by our government. This led to...

Fighting Tempation And Losing Ch 01

Author’s Note: I’ve tried something a bit different here, deliberately setting myself up to write follow-ups, something you’ve probably noticed that I don’t really do. Hope you enjoy it, but don’t get all freaked out if my interest in continuing this story as opposed to playing with some new idea causes me to not be as dedicated to its continuation. For those who will wonder, I do not believe in the concept of religion at all, yet I have studied and extensively read about many of the world’s...

DarkFyre Chapter Twenty

Silmaria’s heart beat violently, thudding unpleasantly in her breast. As the men stepped into their small camp she swallowed and fought to ignore the rising tide of panic threatening to drown her entirely. There were half a dozen of them, all armed and stepping with the confident, easy swagger of men who were comfortably acquainted with a great many kinds of violence. Dark eyes roved over her. She saw a flare of desire here, a glint of lewd interest there. Mostly, they looked curious, and...

Remittance ManChapter 2

--1817-- The Potawatamie chief Springing Buck paid us a visit. I felt honored that he would come alone to the cabin of my family. We feasted and talked long into the night. He came to discuss a problem that plagued their hunters—that of the flights necessary to true the paths of the giant shafts. Turkey feathers were too weak and narrow, as well as being destroyed within days. We needed a device that was stiff yet durable. We hit upon rawhide and vowed to attempt it the next day. The...

Remittance ManChapter 4

--1823-- Brutal cold was that winter. The reports of the trees snapping in the cold kept many awake at night. Our experiments with canvas great-shirts over woolens garments fashioned in the same manner kept us hale. We gained many elders from surrounding tribes that winter. They could not be given the succor of their tribes without causing injury to the children. We were glad to accept them into our fold. Once again, we numbered an elder per longhouse. The children learned the tales of their...

Remittance ManChapter 2

It was a glorious trip. The cool breeze blew over the waves glistening in the sun. The cold spray coming off the hull made rainbows against the bright blue sky. A short, dark sailor with large ocher-colored plugs in his ears came up to one of the new mothers and held out his finger for the baby to grasp. He smiled as the baby tugged at it. "I remember when my children were so small. I ignored them as a proper warrior should. I was a fool." He kissed the baby upon the brow and went back...

Getting MedievalChapter 6

After I spilled myself inside a very pleased Mellyn, I summoned the city fathers of Exeter together for a special convocation, despite refusing to remove the bathtub from their presence. In fact, I kept all of the ladies naked in full view of the town fathers, the elders of this great medieval citadel. It was a very deliberate test of their submission to my rule now. I even kept Guaedret nude for my pleasure as well. Ernest I permitted only his nightclothes, as a further demonstration of my...

It Makes No SenseChapter 2

That night I got invited out for more pizza. Pickings were awfully slim. We went to a house I'd not been to before. We had canned mushroom pizza on hand made dough cooked over a fireplace. I met Tim, Lisa, Tracy, Pete and Zeena. Tim was an EMT, Lisa a pharmacist and Tracy was a pathologist with oncological training. Pete was the head of a maintenance shift at the hospital and knew enough about diesel engines to just about grow one in a garden. Zeena was a fully qualified surgical nurse, just...

The Lamia

An Adult Story by: Miss Irene Clearmont Copyright 2011 (September) It is in the bosom of a woman that the ray of the Divine splendor will receive human form. (Vedangas). Isis Unveiled Written by, Helena Petrovna Blætavsky, neé Van Hahn Born 1831. THE LAMIA. Empty Moors. --------------------- The Scottish moors are bright with purple heather in the late autumn. Two months later the color is gone and the cold grips the huddled hawthorn and heather. The...

The Lamia

Upon the bleak Scottish moors in winter a single wanderer seekssolace from the storm. What he stumbles upon looks to be simplegood hearted assistance but there is more to this refuge thanmeets the eye.An Adult Story by:Miss Irene ClearmontCopyright 2011 (September)It is in the bosom of a woman that the ray of the Divine splendor willreceive human form. (Vedangas).Isis UnveiledWritten by,Helena Petrovna Bl?tavsky, ne? Van HahnBorn 183...

Cost of TimeChapter 16 Cambon

Gamelin saw the Mexicotal colonel he was talking to suddenly turn slightly away and stare. He was too good of a man not to have a reason, so Gamelin craned around to look as well. A horse and rider were coming from the city, the horse run at a reckless pace, the rider flogging the poor animal. He had to have been a fair horseman, because a short finger-width later the horse slid to a stop a few feet from Gamelin, and one of the signal sergeants came down quickly. "Lord! An urgent message...

The Lamia

Upon the bleak Scottish moors in winter a single wanderer seeks solace from the storm. What he stumbles upon looks to be simple good hearted assistance but there is more to this refuge than meets the eye. *** It is in the bosom of a woman that the ray of the Divine splendor will receive human form. (Vedangas). Empty Moors. --------------------- The Scottish moors are bright with purple heather in the late autumn. Two months later the color is gone and the cold grips the huddled hawthorn and...

Hypnothe Rapist Starr Scores Ch 03

To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* STARR SCORES III: ‘Return Of The ‘Jed’ Guy’ *** April 30th, 10:27 a.m. ‘Hi babe! How’s she lookin’?’ Angela casually asked Paula, the ‘she’ in question being the daily docket of patients. ‘Pretty good, Starr,’ Paula answered. ‘Full schedule, you’ve got one every two hours today. ‘S see, you’ve got…a new visitor, Mr. Ray Reynolds in three minutes, he just got here, and...

36 Virtues of the Concubine

And it came to pass after I completed my last summons, I, Abosith-genash, resided in the bosom of my true master. To my everlasting pride, my true master summoned me forth again. He had received another call to summon from the human realm and I would be sent back across the void to answer it. My true master laid the summons upon me, thrust me hurtling across the void, and with the release of great energies and light, I was insinuated into the body for which I was conjured. And something was...

Room 255

Note: All of the factual elements of this story are true, with the exception of a few name changes. As for the ‘supernatural’ elements, who is to say? If anyone has a friend or family member stricken with Alzheimers’, and would like to post a public comment or send me a Private Message, please do so. If this story moves you, I would greatly appreciate you taking the time to vote. Happy Holidays to all the Literotica staff as well as our wonderful readers and writers! * In the half light of...

The Devil You Know

‘Tell me.’ Ian Fraser pulled her body closer to his own, the warmth giving him strength as he sighed, taking a deep breath. The story was a long one but he could not deny her and so he began. ***** Many years ago when times were rough and common folk had to travel from place to place always searching for food to eat and a warm place to sleep, a young married couple arrived in a place called Copper Cove. It was a friendly place, filled with kind people and food was plentiful. But for the...

Count Not the Years

Aelfric held his elbows pinned to his sides, his face impassive. As king, he could never show weakness, never give such succor to his foes. Worse, it would worry his wife and shame his son. He would be strong for them. Flete walked ahead, leading Aelfric’s horse by the reins. ‘Not much farther.’ ‘In distance-‘ Aelfric gathered his breath against the fire in his gut. ‘Not… not in time, not at the… pace you keep.’ ‘If I had known a little spear poke would quench your boasting, I’d have tried...

The Night Zoe Michele Raised Hell

-Cotton Mather *** “Zoe,” Michele said, “I don’t think we should be doing this.” A draft blew through the basement as both girls crouched on the concrete floor, still wearing bits and pieces of their trick or treat costumes. Zoe was dressed as a witch; Michele was her black cat. It was almost midnight. They were supposed to be asleep hours ago, but Zoe‘s mother had gone to a grown-up Halloween party with her boyfriend, and as soon as their car pulled away the girls crept down...

I Dream of Demie 2 A New Couch

--- I Dream of Demie 2 - A New Couch (MF, con) by Krosis of the Collective --- Previously, on I Dream of Demie: Hi, my name's Tom. I killed a man to summon a sex demon from Hell. She loves to smoke my pot, so she spared my life, stays with me, and occasionally we have incredible sex. Tonight she brought this hot chick home and we totally had a threesome...then she killed her. --- I sat there, shocked, my lap covered in feces, urine, and what was left of the semen from...

It s Not Easy to Be a Love Goddess Ch 04

All too soon, it was time for me to resume the duties of my priesthood. It had been a lovely sabbatical, but I heard the voices in my heart, sending out their prayers for deliverance and succor, and I knew I must answer them. So we spent our days with Angela, and made appointments in the evening. Darian came along in his invisible form, and watched over me as I performed the liturgies. Now, I know this is a concept you inhabitants of the lower vibration don’t grasp very well, but try to...

The Knight and the Acolyte Book 6 Chapter 6 Bounty Hunter Surprise

Book Six: Heart's Longing Chapter Six: Bounty Hunter Surprise By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Lady Delilah – Black Glass Aerie, The Island of Birds The ladder creaked while the wind whipped at my long, red hair. It danced about my naked shoulders. Energy burned through my body from the alchemical drink Fredagest gave me. The gnome bounty hunter climbed above me, her small body navigating the ladder with ease. The sun rose, painting the...

The Knight and the Acolyte Book 5 Chapter 5 Nimble Fingers

Book 5: The Vault's Treasure Chapter Five: Nimble Fingers By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Chaun – The Free City of Raratha I smiled as I glanced at the seven halfling wives roaming the riverboat named The Halfling's Harem. The memory of each one of the gasping and heaving beneath me, thinking I was their husband, made my dick throb in my leather pants. Captain Natan had no idea I cuckold him with each of his wives. I hoped at least one...

Charity Graduates 4 The Big Game

The year was now 1990 and the eighties were officially over. Big hair would stubbornly cling to life for a couple more years, but it was in it’s death throes. Cassette tapes were going the way of the dinosaur and cd’s were the big new thing. And I was half a year away from graduating . The rest of the year was mostly sedate for the most part; Beeder’s departure for some reason took the winds out of our wildness. Don’t get me wrong, I was still fucking up a storm every weekend. But gone...

The Dark Room Session

Getting up the courage to simply move creates a new exhilaration . . . is there a wall right here, or a staircase over here, or a person nearby, or nothing at all? Reaching out feels strange as the eyes are no longer complimenting the sensation involved. It is difficult to be sure where the hands are, yet the feeling of taut fabric around the shoulders is a sure sign they are outstretched. Steps are short and tentative. The urge to laugh about how ridiculous this flailing must appear...

THE KINCAID FAMILY KINK part 4

by Oediplex 8==3~ Part 4: When many fantasies are finally fulfilled When she awoke Mandy could see by the clock it was well past time for Harry to be gone to work. Sure enough, it was just Jack and herself in their big bed. She looked over at her son and saw in the youth, both the boy he once was, and the man he was now becoming. Her heart was simultaneously filled with sentimental nostalgia and maternal pride, and, she had to admit, unladylike lust for the lad. At that moment,...

The Slave Princess

What the brush takes time to say. As the years go by, The sword’s words are forgotten While the brush’s words live on. - The Canticle of Menkeret. ……………………………………………….. The ropes dig into my wrists but I feel no pain. I face the setting sun across a boundless sapphire sea but I am only vaguely conscious of the marvelous beauty before me. I am naked but clothed in resignation. I am hungry but know intuitively that soon I will be replete. I should feel fear but prefer to trust in...

New Beginnings Pt 4 Ch 09

“I called you all here to announce the opening of our new venture,” Macario called out over the little group of Earthers. “Paleo-Hunt, Incorporated!” A smattering of applause greeted his announcement. Amongst the group attending his grand opening, though, there was more confusion than approval in their faces. Frank decided to help his friend out by asking what was on everyone’s mind; “What’s a Pay Leo hunt, Mac?” “Anything it wants!” Macario laughed. “No. Actually, folks, the whole...

High School Again Ugh Ch 09

Author’s note: Last chapter…finally! Thanks to all of you who stuck with it. I hope you enjoy the conclusion. I’ve stalled on posting this chapter for quite some time for one basic reason. There’s no sex in it. Yes, I know the site is for erotic fiction, but I couldn’t find a way of putting it in that didn’t seem contrived and after all the time I’d put into writing this and you put into reading it, I didn’t want to ruin the ending by forcing it. On the other hand, it didn’t seem fair to not...

Avenging Angels Ch 09

Chapter 9 The boarding area for flight 2233 Non-Stop from New York to Rome was not crowded. A few people milled about, getting their last good stretch for nine hours. It was late, or early depending upon how you marked the passage of time. The gate attendant was happy, this was her last flight of the day and she was looking forward to putting a long shift behind her. Reviewing the passenger manifest she was surprised that the company had actually kept this flight on schedule. So often now...

Eight people decide to explore the eroticism of no nail crucifixion

On Saturday night of week three we gather at my apartment. Brad and Anne, having already been through it, can be trusted to be fair. Brad puts six poker chips in a basket and shakes them up. Anne draws. It’s Mona. “Oh, I can’t do it today.” she says. “I’m not feeling well. I’ll do it next week, I’ll come early, we won’t have to choose.” It’s always best to ignore such outbursts. Three of us draw for tasks. Jeremy gets...

A frustrated wealthy 39 year old widowed business woman seduces a young student who is on a work experience placement

Vicky had inherited the business from her late husband and had grown it tenfold. What started out as a small firm of engineering consultants had now grown to include architects, civil and hydraulic engineers, quantity surveyors and a construction division. With her business acumen, talent at networking, people skills and background as an architect, although she had never really practiced, Vicky had proved that all round knowledge, common sense and people skills were a better recipe for success...

Salvation in the Sargasso Sea Ch 04

~ In The Chapel ~ Dust particles drifted lazily through the filtered light from the stained glass window. The image of the descending white dove, olive sprig clenched in its beak, held the promise of peace and absolution. That hopefulness, however, had yet to reach the far corner of the chapel. The lone patron listened to the recorded pipe organ, weeping and praying for comfort. ‘Saint Jude, Thaddeus, faithful servant and friend of Jesus, pray for me who am so miserable. Come to my assistance...

A Baby for Tina

This is a work of fiction, and a collaboration between me and my fantastic husband, Brian. I wrote the first part, and Brian contributed everything from the beginning of the Bahamas section to the end of the story. I did my best to blend the two parts together as seamlessly as possible, but if the story seems like it was written by two separate authors, that’s because it was. If you like one part better than the other, now you know who to blame for the part you didn’t like. Brian took the story...

The Slave Princess Part 1

The sword says swiftly What the brush takes time to say. As the years go by, The sword’s words are forgotten While the brush’s words live on.– The Canticle of Menkeret.………………………………………………..The ropes dig into my wrists but I feel no pain. I face the setting sun across a boundless sapphire sea but I am only vaguely conscious of the marvelous beauty before me. I am naked but clothed in resignation. I am hungry but know intuitively that soon I will be replete. I should feel fear but prefer to trust...

Charity Graduates 4 The Big Game

Introduction: Go Cougars! Charity Jones here again, sending you back in the time tunnel to the sexploits of my wonderfully misspent youth. The year was now 1990 and the eighties were officially over. Big hair would stubbornly cling to life for a couple more years, but it was in its death throes. Cassette tapes were going the way of the dinosaur and cds were the big new thing. And I was half a year away from graduating . The rest of the year was mostly sedate for the most part, Beeders...

Thirty One Days A Bitch Chapter 2 The Masturbator

Introduction: Daisy Bitch is both a good and disciplined wife and a shameless bitch and slut on the opposite hand. Daisy feels estranged and companionless, kind of. Preston has fared off to work, and she is all friendless and forsaken in this giant and massive house of theirs, wandering this way and that other, checking how the pack of women and men that she has bade and summoned here are pulling off their business and affairs of gracing and beautifying everything up. Yes. They are honestly...

Sharing Claire The Agony The Ecstasy Part 17

“Wake up, wake up, honey.”I was groggy from lack of sleep and the effects of my hangover. As I slowly got my bearings, I realized I was in a bedroom I didn’t recognize. It all started coming back to me. The drinking, the anger, the way I threw myself at Tyrell and Lewis and taunted Neil about it. I closed my eyes, barely able to think about last night’s events. How had it come to that? The whole weekend had been planned as a romantic reunion with Neil. But from the first to the last it had been...

Sharing Claire The Agony The Ecstasy Part 17

“Wake up, wake up, honey.”I was groggy from lack of sleep and the effects of my hangover. As I slowly got my bearings, I realized I was in a bedroom I didn’t recognize. It all started coming back to me. The drinking, the anger, the way I threw myself at Tyrell and Lewis and taunted Neil about it. I closed my eyes, barely able to think about last night’s events. How had it come to that? The whole weekend had been planned as a romantic reunion with Neil. But from the first to the last it had been...

Emma and Symon s first time

Symon was lazing in one of the recliners looking across the family room at Sarah making a snack in the Kitchen. They were half way through watching Blue Lagoon, an old movie about two children stranded on a desert island and their subsequent coming of age. Sarah had found it and thought it would be romantic to watch it considering their current situation. Symon never tired of admiring Sarah’s lithe form. She had such natural grace in the way she carried herself; ‘poetry in motion’ went the...

Faerie Circles

The rains had come aplenty with the early spring, and everything seemed so much greener than March ought to be. I honestly didn’t think much of Helen’s plan for our outing today, as I knew our path leading back into the woods would be awash with watery ruts the tractor had left in the narrow dirt lane going back through the hay-fields. The odds of us getting our biskees paddled for dragging our hems through the mud were pretty good. Helen never let such practical concerns fetter her freedom of...

DarkFyre Chapter Twenty Two

The inn’s stillness and quiet was unnerving, the blackness of the halls and common room below an ominous contrast to the noise and bustle and light that should have been coming from downstairs this early into the night, just a few bare hours after sundown. Even with the flickering light of the candles at their bedside, the dark outside their room was so complete it left even her sharp eyes momentarily unable to pierce the gloom. The smell told her the danger first. Silmaria took a deep breath,...

Unguent

Laura Lioness’s hips hurt. She wondered if she needed hip replacement. She limped to her dresser and pulled out one dark chocolate Ferrero Rocher, unwrapped the foil around it with fumbling, unsteady fingers, and popped the crunchy dark ball in her mouth. For a moment, as the dark chocolate taste hit her tongue, she forgot that she felt like she was an old woman, even though she was only in her fifties. She was living like Ivan Ilyich from Tolstoy’s tale. She lived a life she didn’t like, and...

She Finds Her Special Woman

[Contains: F/Young F, Lesbian Sex, Girl-on-Girl Impregnation & Babymaking]Chapter 1Denise was quite happy with her life in most ways. She was a very attractive 34-year old single woman who had a successful consultancy business, which she ran from her home, a spacious waterfront apartment. All was fine except for that special man in her life. She desperately wanted to have a c***d. She could afford to make a big reduction in her business activity and still have a comfortable income and...

The Bosses Daughter

Bonnie the bosses’ daughter is caught out peeing on a construction site. Alex the foreman seeking payback on his overbearing boss eventually gets his way with the stuck up college lass. Well it is a workplace and Daddy gets to ‘boss’ his own daughter too....The pressure was intense. The strain was approaching extreme. The tension had to find its release.Well work is actually very like sex. Though it’s hard to get sex on the job usually, especially an all male work site, unless you are gay. The...

Amber hires melanie

Amber had inherited the business from her late husband and had grown it tenfold. What started out as a small firm of engineering consultants had now grown to include architects, civil and hydraulic engineers, quantity surveyors and a construction division. With her business acumen, talent at networking, people skills and background as an architect, although she had never really practiced, Amber had proved that all round knowledge, common sense and people skills were a better recipe for success...

SOAKING MOM

Where to start? I don't know. Well, my mother was a legal secretary, one of many attractive women working in a large law firm. Most of the women were on the lookout for a husband and dressed to the nines, in full battle competition, going breast to breast with their coworkers. A lot of lawyers were aware of the situation, of course, and used it to their advantage to get laid regularly while being careful not to pay a price. What most of those lawyers didn't realize, being blinded by lust and...

The Three Faces of Paul

Well, it has been a long time, but at last here's another of Leigh's infamous tall tales. This one is strictly for the masochists among us. If that's not your cup of tea, you might want to move on right now. Enjoy. THREE FACES OF PAUL (Copyright 1991 by Leigh de Santa Fe) Laura Black waited patiently in Dr. Angela Wolfe's office for her first session with the therapist. With her shoulder length ash blonde hair and attractive features made up with...

Draft Dodger On The Rag A Bunny s Tale

DRAFT DOGER ON THE RAG - A BUNNY'S TALE By: Deane Christopher Copyrighted: 2000 *********************************************************************** **** Draft Dodger on the Rag - A Bunny's Tale is the direct result of three different ideas coming together to form the bases for a single story. It all started with a suggestion from Mindy Rich for me to use some or all of the photos that she had posted on the Original Fictionmania from the made for TV movie A Bunny's...

Tales of an Amateur Gynecologist 1 Practice Makes Perfect

Several years ago I wrote the story "Heels" which told the tale of a man and a magical pair of stiletto heel pumps which allowed the gentleman the ability to change into a fully functional female on a purely elective, part-time basis. Well, as fate would have it, another pair of those rather unique high heels has come into the possession of yet another young man. In a serialized, five part Tales of an Amateur Gynecologist (TAG), I have tried to explore how an avowed heterosexual...

Tales of an Amateur Gynecologist 5 Confession Is Good For The Soul

Several years ago I wrote the story HEELS which told the tale of a man and a magical pair of stiletto heel pumps which allowed the gentleman the ability to change into a fully functional female on a purely elective, part-time bases. Well, as fate would have it, another pair of those rather unique high heels has come into the possession of yet another young man. In a serialized, five part Tales of an Amateur Gynecologist (TAG), I have tried to explore how an avowed heterosexual...

Magician s Assistant 5 Hanky Panky

Magician's Assistant 5: Hanky-Panky By Deane Christopher Edited by Steve Zink Copyrighted: 2001 "Jeff!" Mary said as she pulled up in front of her friend's place. "Look! I hate to ask you this! You know, because I know that it's late! And, I know that you're chomping at the bit to play around with all those nifty feminine attributes that Magatrix fitted you out with! But, I've really, really got to use your bathroom! You know, before I have an accident!" "Sure! By all means!...

Heaven and Hell III Angelique A Hell Maid s Work is Never Done

Just a short note to thank Steve Zink for his editing once again. Trust me, good editors are hard to find, and Steve is one of the best in my opinion. Maggie HEAVEN AND HELL III: Angelique: A (HELL) MAID'S WORK IS NEVER DONE BY MAGGIE FINSON Hello all. My name is Angelique, and as the title of this little story hints at, I'm a Hell Maid. And something more. Actually, my transformation from a mortal soul into who and what I am now resulted from a mix-up of...

Magician s Assistant Friends Lovers 3

Magician's Assistant - Friends & Lovers 3: By Deane Christopher Edited by Steve Zink Copyrighted 2002 Preface Magician's Assistant - Friends & Lovers takes place in the Magatrix the Magnificent Universe, which was first introduced in my serialized seven-part story, Magician's Assistant. The premise upon which both that story and this story are based revolves around the fact that Magatrix the Magnificent has been reprimanded by the ethics review board of the Magician's...

How Jim Discovered Destiny

How Jim Discovered Destiny By Jill Tice (send comments to [email protected] thanx!) Jim was a good fellow, very amiable and kind to all he sees, but yet his life, however, was a living hell of crestfallen, dolorous misery on account of the cruel way all the puerile, immature kids at Jim's school treated him. They always insisted on laughing at him and teasing him at school, never seeing his true self deep within which was brutally evil and unkind of them to ignore. "This blows!"...

Geography

Geography by Gingerfred Man Chapter One - Monday morning Celeste lay on her back. A thin sheen of perspiration covered her soft, curvy body and she was breathing very heavily. I looked into her eyes and saw intense gratitude for the world-class fucking I had just given her. I kissed her deeply. Then I rolled off her so she could get up and shower. She had a plane to catch. But my wife wasn't through with me yet. She covered me with her body, kissing me passionately, with lots...

Heels The Ultimatum Chapter 5 Kelly s Seduction

Heels: The Ultimatum 5 - Kelly's Seduction By Deane Christopher Copyrighted 2003 Synopsis of Chapter 4: Gale's Quandary Though Dennis, whenever functioning as his feminine alter ego, Kelly, continued to restrain herself from engaging in anything could be misconstrued as being even mildly suggestive, the same could not be said for Gale. Owing to the fact that she was a touchy-feellie kind of person to begin with, she was, with increasing frequency, overstepping the...

A Sad and Weary Young Man

A Sad and Weary Young Man. By Juliette Lima A sad and weary young man walked by me in a dress While at the teeming mall, I was compelled to stare And wonder what had lead to his damsel like distress The tear tracks down his cheeks wrought my heart to care. I turned and grasped his arm and spoke to the lost mother?s son He flinched and blushed and sobbed as I asked if he wanted aid His weeping was sore distressing, yet he pled to be loose to run But ?fore he could flee he clutched...

Inus

Inus Though normally hot and humid during the day, the capitol city of Eva cools rapidly just after sunset. This is typical of many places in the Kingdom of Orlo. However, Dara Nayan was pleased that it was not raining this night, unlike the previous two. The roof crawl space and rafters, which were fifty feet above the floors, did not leak, but the moisture was persistent in trying to penetrate the wooden beams and tiled shingles of the building. To hide better he had only worn a...

Scenes from a Kid s Life Group 3 Champagne Ice Crumbs

Scenes from a Kid's Life Group 3: Champagne, Ice, Crumbs ©2006 by Jan S Champagne "Aunt Amy, can we borrow a knife, please?" Rocky called as she ran into the kitchen. "And some matches," Ally added, following close on her heels. The two kids had found a sure fire way to get the attention of the five grown-ups sitting around the kitchen. And even their baby cousin seemed to be watching them intently. "WHAT?" Annie and Grace yelled at the same time; they didn't seem...

Valentine Be Mine Ch 03

Valentine, Be Mine, Ch. 03 By Cherysse St. Claire This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters herein described and persons living or dead is purely coincidental. *** I had to go back to work Monday; there was no way to avoid it. It may not have been much of a job. It may have even been counter-productive, in terms of the case against my wife (I wonder if that had been a factor in her placing me there? Joanna had always had a sharp, detail-oriented mind and...

The Goddess the Eunuch and the Harem

The Goddess, the Eunuch, and the Harem A cruel prince made a mistake when, Naively, he let a goddess, Dressed in nothing but a headdress, Join his harem, that she, his sin Against his women, could avenge. Many times, one might imagine, He regretted his decision, For, by it, he was sorely singed! She was beautiful, and, in truth, The prince, a jealous youth, proclaimed: "He who cuckolds me, and my name Taints, shall be repaid, tooth for tooth And eye for eye; those who defy My...

Audition for a Knight

Aug 8, 2011 I tried to get this info into my biography - but couldn't. I've written a paperback book of three of my long stories that I normally sell separately at magselectronics.com There IS a great discount offered by the publisher, but only until August 12, 2011 If you're interested go to beastv.blogspot for details. I hope that you enjoy the following story. It's a lot different than my usual. Hugs Bea AUDITION FOR A KNIGHT By Bea The horseman appeared out...

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The Dapper Gentleman and TransBike were at the North Pole, visiting Santa Claus before the ageless icon of Yule time Joy left on his yearly trip. He had not changed much in all of his years, and very few knew the true tale of his story. The Christmas story of Santa Clause Is Coming to Town was his genesis, but it also continued through Rudolph's stories and his others told by Rankin Bass. Santa had corresponded with Virginia, the girl who'd asked if Santa was real. The resulting...

The Wishing Well

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Immortality of Emotion Part 2 of 2

Chapter 10 - Terror "We can't let Heather take the chance," Brennus said, restating his view in case no one heard him the first ten times. Halloween morning found them in the lounge beyond Tess's apartment, now converted into a war room. Analysts occupied the kitchen, while others handled communication with Diva and Boii agents in the field. Agents who appeared in the moment as police and left no memories amongst those with whom they spoke. Still Ken felt all alone. The prior...

Rites of Spring Break Pt 2

This was it, Dana thought as he lay half-awake on a massive bed in an unfamiliar room. His life was over. The events of yesterday were not, as he'd so desperately hoped, the product of some awful fever-dream. Instead of boarding a bus to his debate camp in Little Rock, he had taken one going to Miami. Within half an hour of arriving, he had lost all of his money (and his painstakingly-assembled debate notes) to a mugger. Worst of all, his would-be guardian angel, Celia "CeCe" Caine,...

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Cat and Mouse A Cresswell Industries Story Pt 17

XVII: Entrapment Sweetie remembers her girly-posture. Day and night. Lowly sweetie, eyes aflutter. Waldo's eyes slowly opened, and adjusted to the lights from the nearby windows, none of which prohibited the winter sun from shining down upon the weary young man's face as his eyes fluttered rapidly. It was then that he realized, in the very next moment, that the skies were too bright for this to be the early morning, which was when he was supposed to rise to get his bus. Ooh!...

Deep Waters

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Known Stranger

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SAGN Chapter Eight The Clever Girl

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Cat and Mouse 2 Pink Persuasions

PROLOGUE: Abilene, Kansas - 9:18 p.m. Shelley Hanel had just gotten into her car, which was sitting idle in the Parking Lot of the theatre as she watched the stage play, and she had only begun to fish around in her pocket for her car keys when she suddenly remembered the time. She was eighteen minutes past the time when she usually called her husband. She kept in touch with him at least once, if not more than once, a week. Lawrence Hanel had made a surprise visit a couple of...

The Slave Princess Part 1

The sword says swiftly What the brush takes time to say. As the years go by, The sword’s words are forgotten While the brush’s words live on.- The Canticle of Menkeret.………………………………………………..The ropes dig into my wrists but I feel no pain. I face the setting sun across a boundless sapphire sea but I am only vaguely conscious of the marvelous beauty before me. I am naked but clothed in resignation. I am hungry but know intuitively that soon I will be replete. I should feel fear but prefer to...

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A cool breeze floats through the open window on this early March morning, and with it come the glorious sounds of birds, the neighbor’s dog and the distant laughter of a child. Sundays are infinitely slower when we play hooky and lie in bed together. The wind lifts the window curtain, and your fingers brush the hair from my cheek with a feather-like touch. I slowly drift into consciousness and realize that as I lie here with my eyes still closed, you’ve been watching me sleep. A smile teases...

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CLAIMED- THAT, all the incidences mentioned hereinafter are true and NOT FIGMENT OF IMAGINATION CLAIMED- THAT, all the incidences mentioned hereinafter are true and NOT FIGMENT OF IMAGINATION. They are reported as they have occurred in my life. In the same sequential order. Only the names and locations have been suitably changed and abbreviated to avoid SCANDAL. Training of an INDIAN Finance Analyst. BEGINING ?I had never imagined that a time would come when I will feel like writing...

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When the men opened the trunk of the car, I knew that something horrible was going to happen to me, and I would probably never be seen again. We were in a very remote, sylvan setting and I appeared to be all alone and at the mercy of my captors. I thought back to how this had started as the men made their preparations. I had fallen in love with Stephanie, and this was a special night. She had assured me that her father was going to be out all evening, and I had come over with a movie and a...

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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...

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Chapter 2 - A New Bloom Charles was mowing the smal patch of lawn in front of his trailer, while carefully trying to avoid the driveway and road. He was wearing shorts, so if he accidentally went over either, gravel would shoot everywhere and hit his unprotected legs. Charles already had several bruises, he didn't want any more. He'd only been outside for fifteen minutes, but between the bright sun and pushing the lawnmower around, he was already sweating. He longed to go back inside...

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Sandi and Alison sat at their usual table in the cafeteria. The school food was as bad as ever, a dry Jell-O salad, cardboard hamburger and soggy French- fries. “This junk is inedible,” Sandi said with scorn, pushing it to the side of her plate. “Not nearly as nice as sperm, I’ll bet,” Alison said, giggling mischievously. “You liked that, did you?” Sandi responded with a smile. “Hey, it’s not a problem, just takes practice and the right...

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The kitchen floor was so goddamn gross I decided to mop it. After bashing at it with a broom. A guy living alone, that's when things got cleaned. I reminded myself, yet again, to do it more often, so that it wasn't such a fucking chore when I finally got around to it. I'd just sat down on the sofa, exhausted by my efforts, when the phone rang. The floor was now spotless, and all the cleaning crap was put away, and I wouldn't have objected to sliding into a little nap. I picked up the...

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It was a hot and humid Wednesday afternoon in apartment 313 at Cedarbrook Terrace. The raw sunlight that blazed through the large living room windows scorched everything within, either living or otherwise, turning Ricardo and Carmella's place into a sweltering sauna for most of that day. With the central air conditioning being upgraded throughout the low-rise, there wouldn't be any relief from the heat until at least late tomorrow morning. Hector, short and barrel-like with hard, knotted...

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The frigid North wind was cutting into Gabriela's slender middle like a pointed dagger sharpened by one of the demon horde. She was loath to give it more than a barely noticeable hunch of her softly curved shoulders lest she be seen as a weak-kneed cunt unable to brave the elements. Her legs were sensibly encased in a leather sheath of the supplest of sheepskins and she wore a tunic trimmed with the fur of a devilish little fox that had made away with a precious chicken in the middle of the...

Job in Nana Plaza

1 Watching a livestream of Sukhumvit Road, Na knew she’d feel like a fish out of water... Bangkok ... The lights, the traffic, the faces, streets brimming, floods of activity... One single city block had more people in its radius than Na had ever seen in her entire life, coming from a small rice farming village in Nowhere, Nakhon Phanom... Bangkok, Krung Thep, the metropolis, had so many foreigners, too, or, as the Thais called them: “farangs.” Not that she’d never seen foreigners, in...

The Captive

Footfalls sounded on the stone steps, and a knock at the door turned him around. “Come,” he said in a deep, commanding voice. The soldier opened the iron bound wooden door and stepped inside. He braced to attention and clapped his fist over his chest in salute. “Forgive the intrusion, Sire, but we have brought the prisoner per your orders.” “Thank you, Sergeant. Bring her in.” The sergeant nodded and turned toward the door. “Bring her.” “Take your damned hands off me!” A pair of burly...

Woodland Week

Dawn’s heart was broken. Her long-time boyfriend, the one she’d hope would become her spouse, had dumped her for a big-titted opportunist who saw his financial potential and went for his gonads. They’d been together since she was twenty and he certainly didn’t have blue balls although she realized that their reasonably frequent sex had been rather vanilla. Her b-boobs on her slim frame were attractive enough that she got looks if she dressed lightly, but were not the hangers of her...

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