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The street boy kidnapper part 1

Introduction: Why shall I think a boy becomes a drug, if the drug becomes a boy? My parents decided that they wanted to send me to a big city alone, so I would learn how to take care of myself alone, so when I did graduated to the high school, I was send alone to a small apartment on Mexico City. But I was actually send with only the enough money to buy some food, and to pay my apartment, perhaps in order for me to look somewhere to work (they always had looked at me as a vague), and well I did...

Twelve Maxbridge Street

This is a record of a fantasy, not an attempt to describe a real life dungeon, about which I know almost nothing. Also, the story is heavily influenced by classic French erotica and so does not dwell on the main character's inner thoughts and feelings. It may not be for everyone. THE BEGINNING He looked around his spacious, sparely furnished, perfect office. One of the perfect things was the large picture window...

Twelve Maxbridge Street A Short Story

This is a record of a fantasy, not an attempt to describe a real life dungeon, about which I know almost nothing. Also, the story is heavily influenced by classic French erotica and so does not dwell on the main character's inner thoughts and feelings. It may not be for everyone. THE BEGINNING He looked around his spacious, sparely furnished, perfect office. One of the perfect things was the large picture window overlooking the park across the street, just now leafing out for...

OHGIRL Street Hooker

I had called up maintenance to have one or more of the guys come up to my condo, under the pretenses of doing some work, so that I could get fucked. I was stoned and horny and I hadn't seen my neighbor or boyfriend in weeks. Shawn was gone as usual, since we had been fighting, along with my car, so I was relegated to being by myself. The guy who answered was new and he explained that the staff had recently been let go. He didn't go into detail, but he kind of let me know that other tenants had...

Streetcar

Streetcar By Emily Carlisle It was a beautiful, lazy summer's afternoon; I guess that's why I had dozed off. Fortunately, I woke up just in time for my stop. I stepped off the streetcar... Streetcar? ...and started across the street, being careful to look both ways before crossing. I suddenly realized just what I was doing, and stopped dead. I was way beyond confused, and coming up fast onto a real panic. There hasn't been a streetcar through here since at least 1966; I...

THE TREE OF SHAME

After a short distance Tyra staggered and fell to her knees. She knelt here momentarily trying to balance the heavy burden across her shoulders, but couldn't. She fell forward onto her face. Two soldiers had to put her back on her feet and the on-lookers laughed. The procession moved on. When she fell a second time, the centurion became worried that she was so weakened by the severe flogging that she could not carry the patibulum from the Praetorium to the site of the crucifixion and still have...

Barbara Girl of the streets

There was a downtown area on the waterfront, the kind of place that had gone seedy in those days of urban decay, before yuppies discovered loft space and quaint old storefronts, and gay men moved in to turn bohemian into money. There was a shipyard there, with a large blue-collar workforce, and the downtown had a good stock of cheap bars, adult bookstores where they mopped out the booths every few hours, and..... hookers. They were there in all shapes and sizes, and there was no problem...

Life on Bedlow StreetChapter 8

School was over and now Bud concentrated all of his free time on Kelly. They'd spent the day together and now they walked toward Bedlow Street hand in hand, chatting about friends and what they wanted to do with their lives. Reaching Kelly's house, they stood at the little white picket fence gate that marked her front walk. Bud deliberated for a few moments before quickly leaning forward and kissing her cheek. "Bud! I mean, my parents might see," Kelly's eyes twinkled. He smiled and...

The Boy Who Lived Down The Street Part Ten

After she and Anna graduated high school they went to the college closes to the base. They finished and graduated with bachelor degrees. Anna and Henry now lived close to the apartment her and Jake rented out. So her and Anna now hung out a lot more along with the dog her and Henry had gotten two years ago, Monster now had play dates with the dog. “Riley are you ready,” Anna asked her. Riley looked up and stared at the mirror in front of her and saw Anna standing behind her and...

The Boy Who Lived Down The Street Part Ten

Introduction: Im sorry this took so long, apparent you guys think I dont have a life and all I do is sit at home and write, well I do have a life and If you guys are going to be rude and impatient Ill take my stories else where. The past five years have been hard. Jake was home a total of two years, the other three he was deployed, one deployment lasted eighteen months and that was the worst one. She hoped hed never have another long one like that. She could handle the nine months to a year but...

The Girl Across The Street Is Taught A Lesson Part 3

As the first hint of daylight appeared in the partially opened window, I had already climbed out of bed. Monica and Cat were insatiable, I’ve never had so much sex at one time. Standing there for a moment, I gazed at their naked beauty as they slept soundly and then went to take a shower. I felt rested as the shower rejuvenated me, even though we didn’t stop satisfying our carnal desires until two o’clock in the morning.After showering, slipped into a pair of red swim trunks and a gray T-shirt....

Tattooed Tree

I’m now seventeen. My relationship with my father has always been that of friendship. He never really disciplined me like a ’normal’ dad. I guess that’s the price he paid for having me at the age he did. Dad never dated all while I was growing up. I found it strange, but I accepted it. Sometimes I would catch him with a huge boner. Or I’d check the history on the home computer, looking at the same porn sites he did. It always got me hot. I don’t know why. I never looked at dad that way, and...

the tree

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Birch Tree Island

Dear reader, The usual copyright rules apply as in no portion, in whole or in part, may be copied, duplicated, or transcribed without the writer’s express written permission. Thanks so much for your kind words, thoughts, and notes of encouragement. I am very touched and thrilled you enjoy my work, and as always, your taking the time to leave such wonderful words, either publically or privately, is deeply appreciated. Thanks so much again, and I hope this story is as much fun for you to read as...

Tara under the Banyan Tree

Tara under the Banyan Tree. by Tara Richardson. 1. I boarded the plane still a little flustered. I had just made it, no thanks to the end of term party at Redwood College of Art, my flatmates, the late taxi, and the usual chaos on the M25 motorway. Inside the airport there had been the usual female security guard who I was sure this time was a lesbian. Moving the metal loop across my body to the hem of my dress, I felt her feathery fingers touch my naked thighs, and my nipples immediate...

Story Tree

Welcome to the story tree! This will contain all of the random stories that i come up with and anyone who reads can share thier own story's or expand someone else's. These stories can be anything from Sci-fi to fantasy and even alternate history if you so choose. Please feel free to write your own story's and add to others but also please be respectful and provide helpful criticism.

Shady Tree Rest Home

Jeff refused to feel guilty as the toothless old woman inhaled all of his long thick cock .She had waited in anxious anticipation as he made his nightly rounds at Shady Tree .Jeff Reynolds was a tall handsome thickly muscled black football player from the local university moonlighting to earn a little extra cash .Little did he realize the kinky fringe benefits would be better than cash ! As soon as the door closed behind Jeff, Virginia Love had dropped down in front of him on her bony knees and...

JOANI AND THE SCARLET TREE PICK UP

Following her pickup of a handsome, young Black Man at the Scarlet Tree Bar and Grill, Joani took him to her house where they both drank far too much champagne. One thing led to another, and after much suggestive talk Joani found herself wearing only a g-string, black thigh high stay-up stockings and black high heels. She then coached her young Black Man how to suspend her by her cuffed wrists from her bedroom's ceiling hook so that her feet just touched the floor. Once this task had been...

Joani s Pickup At The Scarlet Tree

Following her pickup of a handsome, young Black Man at the Scarlet Tree Bar and Grill, Joani took him to her house where they both drank far too much champagne. One thing led to another, and after much suggestive talk Joani found herself wearing only a g-string, black thigh high stay-up stockings and black high heels. She then coached her young Black Man how to suspend her by her cuffed wrists from her bedroom's ceiling hook so that her feet just touched the floor. Once this task had been...

Tree of Life

Mrs. Beasely waited impatiently in her moon lit study. The loud tapping of her finger against the arm of her leather recliner could not drown out her husband downstairs, drunk as ever, crashing around. She hoped that the arriving guest would not be offended by such churlish behavior. Beasely rose slowly from the chair and walked over to the full body mirror that hung in the corner. She saw something she hadn't liked in sometime, herself. She was a dreadfully aged 60-year-old. Her...

Tara under the Banyan Tree

Tara under the Banyan Tree. by Tara Richardson. 1. I boarded the plane still a little flustered. I had just made it, no thanks to the end of term party at Redwood College of Art, my flatmates, the late taxi, and the usual chaos on the M25 motorway. Inside the airport there had been the usual female security guard who I was sure this time was a lesbian. Moving the metal loop across my body to the hem of my dress, I felt her feathery fingers touch my naked thighs, and my nipples immediate...

Family Tree

She was blonde, cute as a button, and fourteen years old. I took off her top and she shivered violently, erupted in goose flesh and convulsively crossed her arms and hunched her shoulders. I had a beautiful fucking hard on. "Take off your shorts," I said softly. Obediently, though reluctantly, she uncrossed her arms and undid her shorts, wiggling them down her narrow hips and bandy legs to puddle at her feet. I offered a hand and she held it while stepping out and kicking them aside. She...

Swinging From the Family TreeChapter 4

We ate our pizzas and lay around. Everyone was still wiped out particularly Hannah and Babs. Babs whispered, "Take me to bed. I'm beat." I didn't argue and we headed upstairs. Hannah and Ben followed us up and went into Ben's room. Babs and I slept the night away. We woke in the morning spoon-style with my hard cock between her legs. She whispered, "Fuck me!" I didn't do anything for a moment. "Either hole! Just do me and do me hard!" She hissed at me. I wasn't gentle when I...

The Tree FortChapter 6

Mike un-screwed the chrome speculum that was holding her pussy lips apart, making sure that he hit the candle in her ass every time he turned it. When it became slightly loose he tugged it free even though it was still stretching her young cunt. We watched as her pink pussy lips slowly drift closed. Mike dropped his pants and stuck his rigid cock to the hilt into her. Punching his groin at her a couple of times, he noted that he could not feel the butt plug wedged at the entrance of her...

The Tree FortChapter 8

“Let me look at that plug” Billy said and slid beside Mike. He put his face up real close to her cunt and peered into her depths. My slightly overweight friend sat up, scratched his head and said, “The only way I can see to get that thing out of her is for someone to put his hand in there and pull it out.” Cindy groaned but said nothing else. “Who has the smallest hand?” Billy asked. We all held our hands next to each other. Mike’s was clearly the largest, Billy’s was smaller but not by...

The Tree FortEpilogue

Later that day Cindy broke down and told us what happened that Sunday that Mike took her. She didn’t want to because she was embarrassed by what Mike made her do that day. I am going to let her tell you what happened in her own words. Hi, I’m Cindy. It is not so much that I am embarrassed as I am ashamed of what Mikey made me do. When I told my brother and his friend Ken about that day, I left out how much I liked some of the things Mike had me do and because I liked it that just made me...

Aztec SecretsChapter 9 The Tree Rings

"Well these are the last," Ron said. "I wonder what exactly we'll experience with these." It was a good question. So far, the Aztec rings had transformed us into the lovely brunettes Tina and Amber; the petite redheads Jackie and Alyssa; exotic Asian girls Kim and Shay; and sizzling blondes Melany and Shannon. The island certainly must have been diverse, I thought. Of course, the girls had a lot in common - all were quite buxom (although some more than others), had long, luscious hair,...

The Tree House Book 2Chapter 16

It was so nice getting it right. Michelle was happy as a clam and well, Lindie just smiled at me. That huge broad grin that for over eleven years I had not seen was wonderful. I knew I'd try to put that on her face every possible second. And I wanted a smile on Michelle's face just as frequently too. She was trembling in my arms expressing physically her glee at the surprise of being at her favorite eatery. As Michelle's kisses began to wane and she started to settle down, Lindie leaned...

StepSiblingsCaught Vanna Bardot Dick Under The Tree

Seth Gamble loves Christmas, especially now that he has Vanna Bardot as a stepsister. He has a special gift in mind for Vanna. Sitting down under the Christmas tree, Seth slips his dick into a box and waits for Vanna to find him. She accuses him of sneaking peeks of presents, which is secretly what she wants to do. Seth has just the right gift for his hot stepsis to unwrap. He suggests that Vanna unwrap his gift because the lid pops right off. She’s not impressed when she finds...

FilthyPOV Arietta Adams The Night Before Christmas with My Daughter Under the Tree

The holiday season is so amazing in our family house, just this year my wife is out of town on business but that is ok cause I get to spend the holidays with my beautiful amazing daughter. Like every year I catch her under the tree shaking presents trying to figure out what she got this year. We always play a game this time of year, if Arietta wants to open a present early she is gonna have to do something special for daddy. Arietta is already trained for this and she really enjoys pleasing her...

The House on Sackett Street

The House on Sackett Street A love Story By Elizabeth Jane McDonald PROLOGUE The long hell was finally over and the government men left the house. I was alone at last in my new home. Alone, at last, with my new identity, my new name, my new past, and my new future. I was happy... and sad. I walked around the house for a while. It was filled with nice furniture, nice linens, and nice pictures on the wall. The living room was complete with a couch, two nice overstuffed...

Life on Bedlow StreetChapter 15

A week had passed since they'd made the movie. Bud arrived at the soda counter for his meeting with Stevie. He glanced at the front page of a newspaper he'd found folded on the corner of the counter. Opening the paper, he read the headlines while he waited for Stevie to take his break. "Says here that Lance will go on trial at the end of the month," Bud looked up, but Stevie occupied himself with the silverware. "The paper says he might get five years for arson." Stevie still didn't...

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Around 20 years ago, I was back home in Middlesbrough after working away. I had some money so I wanted to see an escort, I went to local pub with sport newspaper and looked in classifieds section not as many listed as normal, phoned all the ones that were and no one seemed to be answering. as only few listed I presumed they were all busy. So I thought I would walk around union street as I had heard that that was were all prostitutes hung around, I had never picked one up on street before as...

VivaStreet

One of the very first things Viva Street greets you with is a dialog box. However, this isn't your conventional "are you 18" greeting message, which is strange. Rather, this website suggests that you sign up to it right away, as soon as you open it up for the first time. This isn't a bad idea all in all, especially if you are dead serious about trying to get an escort in the UK. In the end, it all really depends on your will to have sex with some of the hottest babes on the Isles. If you're a...

Amity 3 TempestChapter 18 Trees

David and Kelli went to check out the mines and logging operations with Levi and Chris. Chris was delighted to show them around. He hoped Levi found that he had looked after her Duchy as if it was his own. He hadn’t done a lot with the mansion other than to keep it maintained. He told Levi that now that it was her home she could do what she liked with the place. She might have to watch their spending for a while if they were going to need the money for expansion. He had the staff assemble...

Feeding an addiction A Three way Street Ch 2

Scarsdale, NY: Friday 19th December 2014:With Donovan having flown off to college in the UK, Sue threw herself into her community work with a vengeance to help fill the hole left by our only child leaving home. Donovan, Sue and I normally volunteered at the local shelter and soup kitchen on Friday’s, and Sue was now doing an additional two evenings a week, which were usually Tuesdays and Thursdays. And this is where she met the man who was about to have a major impact on our marriage and...

Feeding an addiction A Three way Street Ch 2

Scarsdale, NY: Friday 19th December 2014:With Donovan having flown off to college in the UK, Sue threw herself into her community work with a vengeance to help fill the hole left by our only child leaving home. Donovan, Sue and I normally volunteered at the local shelter and soup kitchen on Friday’s, and Sue was now doing an additional two evenings a week, which were usually Tuesdays and Thursdays. And this is where she met the man who was about to have a major impact on our marriage and...

The Apple Doesn t Fall Far from the Tree

by Fidget Josh couldn't be more unlike his father, for all of the usual, stereotypical reasons. Josh was smart, good grades, good with computers. He was on his high school's chess club and debate team, and hadn't played a sport since a particularly bad asthma attack in his last year of Little League. His father, on the other hand, while by no means unintelligent, fit the jock stereotype perfectly. He was obsessed with following sports and showed zero interest in more intellectual...

Swinging From the Family TreeChapter 3

[Kenneth writes] We woke up in each others arms Sunday morning. I looked at the time and saw that it was seven. Babs said, "What time is it?" I replied, "It's seven. Are you as truly awake as I am?" "Yes. Kenny, let's put on some clothes and go for a run. I've had enough sex for a little while." I shrugged and stood. I went into the bathroom and pissed for what felt like an hour. I went to the closet area and pulled an old running outfit out and put it on. I also wore a jock...

Swinging From the Family TreeChapter 6

It was Sunday and we woke up, showered, and dressed. We went downstairs for a quick breakfast before running. We grabbed a bite and left the house with my phone in a fanny pack. At the street, the woman and one of the men from the team that rescued us met us. The woman looked at us and grinned. "We like to run, too. May we run with you, Kenny, Babs. I'm Chelsea and he's Doug." Babs smiled and said, "We will be glad to have you with us if you can keep up." Doug grinned and said,...

Slaves Of Locust StreetChapter 3

Christine Matthews applied some perfume to her nest and anus as well as her nipples before donning the sheer see-through lingerie. With her husband Mike out of town on a fishing trip it had afforded her the perfect opportunity to have Chico over for an intimate dinner and... A momentary pang of guilt surged through her. She knew this was wrong. Cheating on her husband was bad enough but with a seventeen year old — and one of her students at that? Mike might not be as attentive as he should...

The Tree House Book 1Chapter 7

I pulled my Hyundai Accent out onto my cul-de-sac of a street and through the maze of roads in my development toward the main entrance. If you didn’t carefully watch where you were going in here, made a wrong turn, you would be lost in a quick moment. For the uninitiated, it could take them a while to become untangled. As I maneuvered through the maze, Lindie kept silent but her ever present hand remained on my right thigh. When I got to the community’s exit I headed toward the interstate....

Life on Bedlow StreetChapter 10

The next day, Bud crouched in his tree house with Thorny. The boys passed postcard folios between them, often making rude comments about the size or shape of the posing girls. Thorny thumbed through the pictures over and over, shuffling them like baseball trading cards. "Here's a new one," Thorny said and tossed a folio at Bud. "She looks fresher than most of the regulars." Bud looked through photo series; it was a corny Greek mythology story. A girl dressed in a gauzy shift and a mask...

Life on Bedlow StreetChapter 12

The day started bright and early. Bud and Rebecca drove their parents' car, with Kelly in the back, seat to the studio. Stevie and Goldie loaded the camera and a picnic lunch into the trunk as soon as Bud brought the car to a stop. The equipment secure and everyone packed into the big Dodge Touring car, they started out. Goldie was the first to break the silence. "It better warm up or I'm not dipping my bare ass in any creek," she said, only half-joking. "We'll do the shots of Bud in...

Small Town Small StreetChapter 4 Number 5 and Number 7

There is not much to be said about number 5. In this case you could talk about 'provincial' and 'boring', or maybe I just do not know what has been going on earlier. Today it is occupied by an old couple in their eighties, and all the years I lived in the street there was no hanky panky with them. A retired fisherman he is a stout and weather-beaten man, and she is your archetype grandmother and great grandmother. Solid, kind, always busy and taking care of a lot of things. But number 7...

The Pleasures of a Street Thug

Mike was the leader of a small gang of misfits. He and his pals roamed the streets of their small part of the city almost every night. They loved to rough up scrawny men who were foolish enough to walk the darkened streets alone. Most of their prey were office workers who got too caught up in their work, as well as the occasional naive tourist.Mike had the physique of a man who had lived most of his thirty seven years on the street. He was an intimidating man, standing about six and a half feet...

Slaves Of Locust StreetChapter 8

Sabrina Radner was finishing some housework when the phone rang. It was Saturday morning and her husband Richard had gone into town to get some gasoline for the lawn mowers. Derek and Latonya had told her they were going to the mall so she thought she was alone. Unbeknown to her, however, Derek had misplaced his wallet and so the two were delayed while they searched for it in his room. When the phone rang Derek picked up at the precise instant as his mother who was downstairs. He started to...

Street Whore Chronicles Michele s Story par

Check out Michele's pictures in the gallery titled "Streetwalker-Michele"Michele was raised in extreme poverty in the rural Northeastern US. Her family was traditional white trash. While she was a rather cute, petite strawberry blond she had a bit of an acne problem, wasn't overly attractive and in addition was naive, submissive and extremely shy and quiet. Never a very good student and all but invisible socially she kind of just drifted out of school a couple of years before graduating. She...

Street Party

The usual conditions to prevent stories falling into the wrong hands apply to this one too. So, if you are too young or too prudish, keep off. And don't ever use this story on private homepages etc. without permission -. copyright is by Spiller. Comments are welcome. What I'm going to tell now really started more than three months ago. Every year we have a 'street-party' in August. Each house on the road takes out a table, chairs, plenty of food, rivers of beer and schnaps, and we party...

Shadows on the Street

If anyone had seen Michael Gillian sitting in his parked car in a shadowy corner of a dark street two blocks from his ex-girlfriend's apartment, they would immediately think that something sinister was about to happen. They would be right. The failing sunlight and the subsequent lengthening shadows of evening helped to hide him from unwelcome eyes. He certainly wouldn't want a certain person spotting him here; if she were on to him, it would spoil everything he had been planning for...

UNDER THE TREES

They were sisters of course. Had been forever. Two young souls cruising down the summery California coast, heading back down to Marin in an old beat up Tercel after having visited their aunts and uncles up in Eugene. Sherry the younger, at twenty three, no longer a teenager, but with her long slim legs still given to short skirts and tank tops, and her older sister Cheri, at twenty five, still cute as a button like her sister, but dressed in more mature slim fitting jeans with holes in the...

Sniper in the TreelineChapter 2

The Regional Force/Popular Force base was isolated and in a certain sense that was a good thing because it meant nobody from higher headquarters would be fucking with us anytime soon. Things were still a little chaotic after the Tet Debacle, and it seemed like there was a whole new line-up of high-ranking chiefs making decisions back in Danang. I know it probably sounds strange to be thinking of the head shed being in Danang but that is because the combat elements of the Marine Corps were...

The House on Montague Street The Sequel

"I've never been around a bunch of people my age, other than school. And there I'd always been an outsider. Now, well, I'm not sure how to act." "It's no big deal if you stay with me. Everyone will chit chat and talked about dumb stuff. Smile, laugh, have fun. I may let slip that you're a great artist. That'll be something to talk about." "I've never really talked to people about my art. It's been private." "Maybe because you had a need to be private? Now you're...

Living on a Dead End Street Part Two Tuesday

Living on a Dead End Street~ Part Two ~ Tuesday by Ginny Wolf My alarm clock sounded early on Tuesday morning. I jumped out of bed, nearly completely awake as I needed some extra time to become ready and to fix breakfast for my wife Helene. While she continued sleeping, I took a quick shower, put my hair up on electric rollers as our rough and tumble love-making last night made my hair quite disheveled, and dressed in a toffee colored bra and matching panties. Helene demands that I...

For a while I worked as a transsexual street prost

When I first moved to Sydney in my mid 20’s I had trouble meeting the bills. This was desperate times so after a lot of soul searching I decided that the only thing I could do was to become a prostitute. I knew Sydney that the transsexual prostitutes picked up clients on William Street near Kings Cross. Not really experienced on the ways of the street I drove down that night and went for a walk along the road fully dressed in all my slutiest outfit. Short black mini, Stiletto heals and tight...

Dead end street

My name is John Doe and I am in my third year in college. Every year my parents go on a vacation for a month and I come back to house sit. That way I can mow the lawn and take care of the pool. I also help my old coach teach soccer. I love the game and it keeps me in shape. My parent’s house is in a dead-end street and the field is at the end of the street. Just cross a couple of trees, jump the creek, over the fence and you’re there. So it’s much closer than my apartment. I help Monday,...

Shemale Street Hooker

Street Hooker Part 1After booking in at the hotel in a smart suit and heels, I returned to my car to get my 'things'. My two bags seemed excessive for an overnight stay but this was a stay with a difference. The hotel was perfect. It was just out of the centre of an unfamiliar (to me) town and on the fringe of a rather run down area. I was starting to get that butterfly in the stomach feeling - the buzz of daring adventure and excitement in anticipation of the evening and night to come. Each...

Street Whore

Tanja was standing next to a traffic light in a sleazy part of the port city. This was her third night of work since her master has rented her to the pimp. She was employed giving 15 Euro blowjobs and 30 Euro fucks in the doorway of a deserted building near the port. Her clients were mainly passing sailors, usually drunk, on shore leave from their ships. One such client had started beating her up, but the pimp soon intervened to protect his investment. Tanja was a very attractive girl....

Pleasant Street Ch 11

SUMMER GETAWAY Sometimes you have to get away from the craziness of everyday life. Things get hectic, you can’t concentrate, and you’re feeling uptight. That’s why vacations were invented. Nothing calms you like getting away to a quiet cabin on a hidden lake in the mountains. There you can be alone, enjoy the peace and quiet, andd1if you have tod1get some work done. Lots of people do just that every year. It works for them. On the other hand, even remote cabins sometimes have neighbors. One...

12a Archdeacon StreetChapter 5 Interruptus

"And she married a Greek?" "Well, sort of. Prince Philip. And they had these kids, Princes and a Princess. And they've had kids, too." "That's a funny word! Kids." She tried the word, wonderingly, as if tasting it. "There's so much I don't know. What about the War? Was it the same as the War?" "The same as World War One? Sort of. The same teams playing." They were strolling beneath the trees in Archdeacon Park, which stretched out on the opposite side of the street from...

Walk On The Street

Walk On The Street By Tyrone Slothrop Chapter 1: Internal Affairs "So you seem to be clear on this one Musgrove. What are you gonna do now? Take some time, hit the beach? Go to Disneyworld? I hear gay days are coming up." Roberts made his usual attempt at humor and was as funny as always, which is to say, not at all. Gerry knew he was finished as a cop. Once you did anything for Internal Affairs you either went upstairs with a promotion or your life was hell. He was very certain...

12a Archdeacon StreetChapter 9 Out Of Time

Russ let himself back into the house and crept to the foot of the stairs. Time for an hour's blessed rest before going to meet Ethel again. He was absolutely shattered. Delia had been virtually insatiable. How insatiable, he didn't know: he had lost count after seven times. Without even removing his tracksuit, he rolled into bed and fell asleep instantly. What was that? He sat up, disoriented. Silence. That was it. The church bells had stopped suddenly and woken him. Peace, perfect...

Mo Khudi Ebe Mo Stree

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Fucking the Blond Across the Street

This is based on a true story that happened 25 years ago.It has been six months since my wife and I had split up. Winter turned to spring, and living back with my parents at 25, was no picnic. It wasn't that we didn't get along, it was just that my parents felt that their grown c***dren shouldn't be going back to live with them. They had to deal with my oldest brother when he and his wife split up, now it was me. There was one day I was waiting at the bus stop. This blond haired girl was also...

31st of February Street

Griffen Household on 31st of February Street is a nice suburban house of Mrs and Dr Steve Griffen and their two young children Amy and Sue, 8 and 6 respectively. Quite common, the house viewed from the outside, is a plain old time house with two floors. Almost every day in the evening we see the two young children playing around on the front porch and a proud Dr Griffen looking at them play as Elizabeth, his wife brings his evening tea out. This wet winter afternoon the sky was full of...

Subs work the street as hookers

To continue the humiliation of my Nubie sub Stephanie and my sub wife. I decid that on Saturday night I would pimp them out in the next town over in the area know for street walked. Friday morning I called them both into the living room and told them that they have a date with the street as hookers. I told them that both will be street whores Saturday night. I said I will lay out their clothes for them to wear on Saturday night. They both said thank you sir. This is the first time Stephanie was...

The Mean Street

"You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind; a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of the imagination. Next stop: THE TWILIGHT ZONE."--Rod Serling *** The Mean Street ... A TWILIGHT ZONE story By Anon Allsop Marlene was a young girl that had made poor decisions all throughout her life, decisions that for one reason or another would haunt her until the day she would die. A day to be determined on the mean...

Forest For The Trees

Forest For The TreesBy yutubeslut, May, 2018We lived in a semi rural suburban area withfields, trees, wildlife.A lot of the roads weren't even paved andmany that were had just a layer of gravel.I used to range far and wide in the Spring ad Summer gathering mint, black berries, clover,scallions, even pears and apples from old abandoned homestead-like shacks and small poorlybuild houses filled with raccoons, weeds and amultitude of other critters.Nature reclaiming Man's structures, like apost...

White sand blue water palm trees and lots of sex

They are by any measure, not your average couple. Brooklyn and Morgan both hold six figure jobs running a chain of fitness clubs. Morgan is 30 and close to 6 ft tall with slightly longer, curly brown hair and a well tanned body. Tanning on their very private deck means he has no tan lines. He has broad shoulders that narrow to a much smaller waist. His arms, back, chest and abs are well defined with plenty of lines outlining every set of muscles. Not overly huge muscles,...

How I met my wife on the street

This happened in the summer of 2010. I'm just a normal guy with a good job and I have never ever just straight up picked a girl up off the streets. When I go to work I have to drive through the South side of Richmond Virginia every day and I see them d**g up crack hookers working the street trying to find some d**g money, 80% of them I wouldn't even want to talk to or touch with a 1000 feet poll. Occasionally...I may see one where I'm like well dam what is she doing out here? But even then...

Ana posing like a real street hooker

Few months after getting married, my wife confessed a fantasy she had. Anita told she wanted to be picked up in the street as she was a prostitute.She put on a very tight black dress, a tiny thong and high heles.She looked gorgeous, ready to be well fucked in the streets…I left her alone in a dim lit street, where we knew usually few hookers were.I made a couple rounds in my car and got surprised as I saw several cars stopping and some men asking Ana what she was offering…But my sensual babe...

Pleasant Street Ch 05

‘I’LL TAKE THE SITTER HOME, DEAR’ Larry and Monica Tilton, who live three doors down on the East side of Pleasant Street, have been married for about eight years and have a couple of wonderful kids. Larry Tilton has been a faithful husband. He’s never cheated on his wife, but he has done his share of teasing at the parties they attend. And I’m sure he’s harbored fantasies about a few of their women friends, but I’m also pretty certain he never acted on those impulses. Monica is a good wife...

At The Dark End Of The Street

The Eagles song… At the dark end of the street … that’s where we’ll meet, hidden in the shadows where no-one can see, the fire of two bodies burning with desire. to be continued… The damp drizzle made it seem colder than it should be for May. I pulled my jacket closed around me and searched for your silhouette approaching in the dimming light. I hear a car door slam and a figure enters the other side of the graveyard. My heart leaps and starts to pound as I see it’s you. I stay off the...

Girl From Down the Street Part 2

Having not showered the night before, her hair was a greasy mess. She had left it in a ponytail overnight and it was matted sideways up the side of her head where she had slept on it. Her face also felt filthy. Rubbing her eyes, Sarah turned on the water and waited for it to get to temperature. Dropping the robe and setting her glasses next to the sink, she stepped into the shower. The water was a tad too warm and she adjusted it down before directing the head to spray on her. She let the...

Dead End Street

We lived in an unincorporated community near Birmingham Alabama. There were sixteen houses in a small subdivision all built by the same developer but managing not to look alike. There were lots of trees and the lots were fairly large. The street was about the length of three city blocks and ended in a oval turn around All the houses had been sold for about the same price and all but two were sold to young couples near the same ages (age 22 to 30). There were lots of kids and they were all...

The House at the End of the StreetChapter 7

Heather and Melinda sat in sullen silence, waiting for it to be over. The weekly nadir of their existence was Sunday morning church services. To the two of them, it was an exercise in boredom and little more. Beyond this one hour ritual, religion rarely was evident in the Sovert household. The father was not enamored of it, either. He said nothing in open complaint, but he was unusually testy on those mornings, and tended to nod off during the sermon. Now the closing hymn was sung, and it...

The Street

Claire and I had moved into the street a year ago. It was a great quiet street, mostly young families. We’d met a really nice group of five couples, mainly centered on the social butterflies, Steve and Karen. We’d been invited for drinks along with the rest of the group of friends to Karen’s place. We all knew what these evenings were about but this was the first time we’d been plucked up the courage to attend. As we arrived, the men placed their house keys in a bowl by the front door. This was...

STREET STORIES The Secret

STREET STORIES:My Homeboy’s Girlfriend (The Secret)By WebbHe that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore. -Sigmond Freud The very best part of a secret lies in the telling. -Stephen Pinto I have contended for a long time that the best part of a secret is in the telling…yeah I’m Stephen Pinto, a.k.a. Big Webb. This story is an example of that....

Taking It To The Streets Chapter 5

Having already seen her oral skills, sampled her delicious tasting pussy and ass, and been treated to the best fuck he'd ever had, there was only one more stop on his tour of this beauty. "Okay now, get up on your knees and show me that big beautiful ass!" he said. "I'm going to fuck that sweet ass just like I fucked your pussy!""Ooh yes! I love a hard, thick cock in my ass! Yes, fuck my big whore ass baby! Fuck it deep and hard!" she squealed, scrambling to get into position. When she...

Streets Of Kolkata 8211 The Untold Story

Days passed, but not the memory of that day. She was trying hard to sleep but failed. She turned from one side to another. Kept changing her positions. She was wearing pink coloured pants and shirt Minnie Mouse printed on it. She was lying alone on her bed. Grandma was sleeping in the adjacent room. Hours past but sleep didn’t resided in her dreamland. This was her daily routine ever since that day. But today she was having a lot of problem in sleeping she overturned and her body pressure felt...

Barbara Girl of the Streets Part 2

Barbara, Girl of the Streets Part 2 I really enjoyed that first meeting with Barbara very much, but those girls came and went quickly - they always do - and I didn’t expect to ever see her again. Hookers find a boyfriend, get arrested, find more honest work, move on to another city for whatever reason, and sometimes get invited by the authorities to rapidly relocate. Finding the same girl even weeks later is a slim proposition. I forgot about her and went on with life. There were...

Nadia s Ill Advised Street Walk

In retrospect, i don't know what i was thinking, walking the streets of Ferguson Missouri that Monday night just hours after the grand jury had ruled that it would not indict the white police office who had shot and killed the young black man. It seemed like a historic gathering of people on the streets, and i thought it would be one of those moments i would never forget. i was right, but for all the wrong reasons.The police were firing tear gas into the crowd just in front of the group i was...

The girl across the street 4

John walked her apear in the living room, as she hooks her iPod up to the speakers, and starts to stretch. "God I love how flexible she is" John quietly said to himself as she did the spilts. He watched her stretch every part of her body, then went to her iPod, he assumed that to change the song. She started to do a wild, energized dance. John loved watching her dance, to him it was like Christmas in July. John had often thought of going over to her house and introducing himself, but her...

The guys owning that nice dog across the streetbi

I was again on all fours onto my marital bed; my wet cunt being pumped for the third time by Twister, the nice Great Dane across the street.My girlfriend Helena had caught me fucking that sweet dog and she had left.But then I heard other footsteps climbing the stairs to my bedroom. This time it was not Helena; but those spoiled teen agers across the street.Luke and Matt were the real owners of that nice Great Dane, although their slut mother had trained him to fuck desperate housewives around...

Streetwalkers on my road

I live in London, and occasionally on nights out stumbling home, i will get approached on the way to my house on my road, by a street walker, generally not the best looking women. They'll whisper, "do you want some business?" Sometimes i walk by and just say no, always thinking what if its a police officer and i get arrested, not something i wanna get done for, but then there are nights when i think fuck it.So this one night, i was just walking home from work, when i got approached, it was this...

Keeping her girl off the street Part 1 0

I pretty quickly got a reply. It consisted of a ramble about how none of the guys on the site would help her. Her life was falling apart, was badly in need of some help and the guys wanted sex in return for helping her. “so you need help, for what” I asked. She tells me she and her 14 year old daughter got kicked out of the weekly motel they were staying in because she ran out of money. Worse still, the motel kept all of their stuff and it would cost $150 to get it back. They only had the...

Taking It To The Streets Chapter 2

Ruth was sitting on her bench in her corner office, as she called it, counting up what she had made so far.$150 for about a half hour's work! she thought It's too bad I can't keep this pace up the whole night! Even though there were a couple of hours between her gentleman callers, it was still a pretty good night.The action had slowed down some, and Ruth sat there on her bench wondering if she was going to get another paying boyfriend before the night was over.It was getting late and she...

BlackPatrol Maggie Green Joslyn Prostitution Sting takes pervert off the streets

Tonight we are going undercover into the city’s seedy underbelly. Looking for street rats come sniffing up the trash. Officer Green dressed up like a hooker to set up the bait. We mic’d up Officer Green and stationed some cops along the corners of 8th street. It didn’t take long before every piece of filth came weakling their way from the cracks to try to hit her up. Most of them were too broke to take the bait, but along the way one man looked to have enough cash to afford to make this pick...

Feeding an Addiction A Three way Street Ch 20

Karonga, Malawi: Monday 23rd October 2017As the sun streamed through the hotel window, I couldn’t get the words out of my head. 'I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself what a wonderful world.’Louis Armstrong’s velvety tones serenaded me into another week. All felt good in the world. The project was still a mess. But that was only work. What mattered was that Sue and I were back on firm ground. We’d spent all weekend re-connecting and...

Vienna Street Urchins

“Has Max been in yet tonight?” I had had to build up the courage, with my second drink, on the stool at the Sling Bar, a gay nightclub on Vienna’s Margaretenstrasse, southwest of the ring road around the old city, before I could ask the barman. It was a gay bar. It wasn’t just that I was asking for one of the male prostitutes who frequently picked up men in this bar that I was hesitant. It was because Max was fourteen, one of the street urchins of Vienna who maintained his existence by selling...

Pine Trees

“I've never seen anything like it,” Heather whispered as they walked. “It's like an enchanted forest. I almost expect to see elves.” “When I was nine years old,” Jon said, “I used to ride these roads with some friends on our bicycles. We looked for places to go camping close to home so our parents would let us. Dad bought our Christmas trees here, so we knew the current owner's father. He told Dad we could do what we liked, but no cooking. Our moms packed stuff, and we camped a couple...

If the Trees Could Speak Part I

The city buildings gradually fall away to miles of forest and swampland. My heart gives a panicky jolt: clients never take me this far. I squint at the passing highway signs trying to figure out how to get home …just in case. “So, uh, where we going?” I ask trying to sound casual as I flick my cigarette out the window. He ignores me, turning up the music. I know he heard me. My heart thrashes wildly in my chest as I try to gauge the look on his face, hoping I don’t find some telltale...

The Memories of Trees Ch 04 05

Collin’s trip to Las Vegas back in 1997 was courtesy of Mira MiLady’s Oven Roasted Chicken. One of his guilty pleasures in life was reading Inventor Today magazine, a publication that could almost be considered trash pulp for the MENSA crowd. It’s glossy pages were plastered with badly pixilated images of new invention patents juxtaposed to articles on how to balance family and spurts of inventive seclusion or how to best protect your patent when shopping it to companies. A fortune hunter’s...

At the foot of the fruit trees lay beside me on tw

Chapter 3 - The SpiderAt the foot of the fruit trees lay beside me on two sides Lenke and teacher Edit. We were hanging out in a pleasant half-dream when there was a footstep in the grass. She was a barefoot woman in a black transparent cloth and covered her body. He may have been one of those we met in a black room. So I met him in the sunlight.It was Szilvia Mitró, my teacher was still at Fundamenta. Szilvi didn't think too much, and soon he undressed. He was seductively on his toes. She...

Into The Trees

I first met Nancy online, by chance we were both logged onto the same website. I had just had a major argument with my partner and decided that I would hide away from all the flack in my small office. We chatted through the messenger for over an hour, which was frustrating as it seemed an eternity before I received a reply. Nancy surprised me as she came across as a lady who knew exactly what she wanted. This seemed to go against the pictures she had posted on her profile. The pictures were not...

Under a Canopy of Trees

Under a canopy of trees, the dappled moonlight Four friends drove down from DC to spend the weekend camping in the Appalachians. Tom, a lawyer, drove his silver Land Rover while his live-in girlfriend, Marie, sat next to him. Tom was tall and lean, chiseled chin and broad shouldered, with blond hair and blue eyes. He wore jeans even though it was late summer, while Marie, 5'4, brunette with luminescent green eyes wore a sweater (because the AC made the car cold) over a white t-shirt and...

Return To Pleasant Street Ch 08

HIGH SCHOOL CLASSMATES I have a new neighbor on Pleasant Street. His name is Hank Silvers. Actually, Hank’s not new to Pleasant Street, he grew up on Pleasant Street, but he moved away a long time ago and became very successful in a computer-related business. Five years ago, Hank came back for his high school class reunion and met one of his old classmates, a girl named Rosalie Burger – she was Rosalie Timmons before she married Ed Burger. If I remember she lived a couple of streets over when...

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