Fiction

Going to the Top of the Nice List; 1 of ????

Trixie was so excited, it was finally the day to visit Santa at her local mall. All her friends at school had been talking about it this week, and bragging about how they always got such amazing presents. Well this year was going to be different! Trixie had made her mind up that this Christmas, she was going to do whatever it took to get herself on the top of the nice list. Her mom dropped her off at the mall to “meet some friends,” saying she would be back in a few hours to pick her up from dinner. Trixie had her own phone already so this wasn’t unusual, and the girl was looking forward to taking full advantage. She headed straight to the ladies’ room and into a stall, dropping her schoolbag and …

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My best friends sister_(4)

“Hey Joe whadya know” Joe looks up from his book and sees his best friend Andy standing outside his room’s window “Hey Ant Man, nothing much just reading up for Monday’s test” Andy pulls a face and clambers into the room through the window “You going to keep on studying this hard you might turn into a nerd” “And if you maybe start to study a bit you will not have your parents yapping at you all the time” Andy throws himself down on the bed and grins at Joe “You know Joe, sometimes you make so much sense that it scares me. So what are you up to tonight?” Joe shrugs “I’ll probably play some games, pump some iron and go to bed” Andy makes a pained sound “You are turning into a hermit …

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Night Shifts

Night-Shifts As Carrie snuggled into Alan’s chest in the dark, enjoying their post-sex cuddle, she took a deep breath and declared that she was finally ready to confess – she did have a secret fantasy that she would love him to role-play for her. He waited for her to continue. “When you’re on your week of night-shifts every month, I would love it if you could sometimes sneak home in your meal-breaks, without telling me when you’re going to do it. I want you to creep upstairs so quietly that you don’t wake me up, pull back the duvet, pin me down, and fuck me without any warning. I don’t want any foreplay. Don’t even undress properly. Just unzip your pants and stick it in me, and don’t say a word the whole time. When …

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Sally awakes – Chapter 11

Sally gets invited to a buck’s party and experiences her first anal intrusion. Will it be the first and last time? Only time will tell. I sat musing over the previous night and my introduction, albeit reluctantly, to anal sex. It wasn’t the mind blowing experience you see in porn videos but not unpleasant once I “opened up”. Dad seemed in a better frame of mind so I deduced he had accepted the fact that from to time I would have sex outside for money. I was happy because sex with him was so great and I didn’t want to stop doing it. But the money I was earning was also hard to resist. It was apparent that Sue was happy to include me at times when she had something special going. Out of the …

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NONE RICHER THAN I–Part 3

CHAPTER 9 We walked into the big eat-in kitchen and ordered our breakfasts from Janet. Mamma and Mother were there seated at one of the smaller tables off to one side. Taking the bull by the horns I walked over, said “Good Morning,” and turned to Mamma. “Mamma, I’ve made arrangements for you to return to Naples a week from Friday—the day after our Thanksgiving. I’ll see to it that your clothes are cleaned, pressed, and packed.” “I would prefer to stay here with Bianca.” “I’m sure you would, but you have a husband and a home. He has called me several times to ask bout you returning. I will check on Dante today, but either way it will be Friday.” “Really, John—you’re being extremely rude.” “Really, Mother; I’m amazed that you still haven’t learned …

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POKER–PART 3

CHAPTER 7 When we were in the dorms we were lucky to make love once or twice a week. We had many wonderful memories of room seven. It seemed plenty at the time, but now that we were together and married five times a week seemed insufficient. Pru was anything but prudent when it came to sex with me. We would typically study for several hours each afternoon, leave for dinner, return to study until at least ten then shower and make love before bed. We’d have to shower again in the morning before leaving for breakfast. I was up at 5:30 every other morning so I could run. I had learned that running gave me more energy and better concentration in class or when studying. Whatever the reason, the Patrick and Prudence team was …

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My Teacher_(2)

….It’s not easy having a lot of handsome guys in their late teen around you all day. Touch one and get fired, that was the hard rule. I dressed down as per school policy. No make up, plain clothes and strictly teaching and nothing else. The guys tried to get my attention all the time, but I just ignored them. I sent a few to the office for getting to ’frisky’ to send a message to them all. I wasn’t to be messed with. These were the rules, and all for a good reason. …..I had to watch as little sluts hung on these guys, and I felt anger. They were getting sex from these guys….I was getting none. ….There was only one little problem….I was a woman and my body and mind liked guys …

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The Ten of Them Chapter 23

In the morning Crystal is the first to stir, and she awakes Sam asking, “Where’s the bathroom?” Her movement awakes Kathryn and I, Kathryn stays with me as the girls go to the bathroom. Kathryn kisses me and says, “I never thought my life could be so great. I have a great husband, two great kids. I’m expecting a beautiful baby girl, all before I turn fifteen.” With a smile I say, “The day I met you, was one of the best days in my life. Your Dad even told me you were getting a crush on me. I think my heart skipped a beat. At first I thought it was because I was afraid I might hurt you, I already knew I did not ever want to do that. I now know it was …

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Being More Social – Chapters 11-15

Chapter Eleven Granted, if one looked at it objectively, Nicole quitting Student Council wasn’t exactly horrific. If it wasn’t Nicole, I might have even labeled it ‘teen drama.’ Nevertheless I still mirrored her sad expression. “Is it that bad?” I asked her. She nodded as she drove, then sighed. “I didn’t wanna tell you because I figure it would put a rain cloud over our hanging out time.” She paused, then spoke with an uncharacteristically small voice. “Want me to just drop you off at home?” “No!” I all but shouted. Nicole recovered somewhat. “Good, because I haven’t been able to hang out with Single Adam in a long while, and I miss him.” “It’s all about sex with you, isn’t it?” I asked her slyly, somewhat relieved myself that we got over the topic …

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My Night As A Corpse

On a cold Friday afternoon in February 1969, a group of us guys were gathered at our favorite stretch of country road to see who had the fastest car. I was 19 & had recently acquired a white 1966 Ford Fairlane GT 390 4-Speed. I would be racing against my friend Jeff; who had a 1966 Chevy SS396. The 3 mile stretch we used had some curves and and a bridge over the river. We received the start signal and bolted down the road with Jeff in the left lane and my car in the right. I was pulling slightly ahead as we approached the curve near the bridge. I didn’t see the patch of ice until it was too late. I lost control and my car plumetted off the bank into the river. I …

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A Farm House Story: Part 2 of 4: Welcome and Unwelcome Guests

“When I’m here I like to hear the local new. Do you mind?” “Not a bit. I’m interested in finding out what’s going on too.” The weather forecaster said that it was a typical Fort Worth early September evening and sunset would be about 748. It was followed by the local news. The crackle of the radio continued, “This is our top local 630 news story. “Jacksboro prison officials report that some prisoners escaped from the state jail at Jacksboro today. Authorities believe they are on foot and are reminding motorists to not pick up any hitchhikers and to be on guard. They report three escapees. They may not be armed but they are on the run and should be considered dangerous. “In other news…” He was not listening further. From working together, she knew …

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THE FREAK–Part 2 of 5

THE FREAK—Part 2 I picked Barbara up at seven the following night for bowling. Neither Mr. nor Mrs. Gleason commented on Barbara’s condition last night so I assumed that they had been in bed when she walked in to the apartment. Barbara confirmed that once we were in the car. I drove to Mount Vernon, parking in the small lot that was used primarily during the morning for the commercial bakery that occupied the building’s first floor. It was a long climb up the stairs, a bowling bag in each hand and Barbara hanging onto my arm. “Tell me again why you have two balls.” Then she began to laugh before continuing, “Er…bowling balls.” I just shook my head. Holding up my right hand I explained, “This one is my strike ball. It’s the one …

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Sharing Ruth – Chapter 2

There was no doubt that my wife was a nymphomaniac. A voyage into wife swapping was great. What would be next, I wondered. Our night with Alf and Bronwyn had been great fun. I had been apprehensive at first but Bronwyn turned out to be a great fuck. I was hoping for more. It was only a couple of weeks later when Bronwyn rang Ruth and suggested we come over to their house for dinner. It was me who was excited this time and Ruth started to tease me. Apparently Bronwyn had told her what a great time she had with me. I know I had a good time. Ruth pretended to be jealous but I was well aware that she had enjoyed the freedom of fucking someone else. The day finally arrived and we …

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Sonya’ Siren Song

It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door. The weather was still warm, and she was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a pink sleeveless top, and as she jumped gracefully into the air to take a shot, I thought, She moves just like her mother. She put the ball straight through the hoop, caught it on its first bounce off the concrete, and then turned to face me, smiling happily and dribbling the ball on the spot, as I put the car into Park and switched off the engine. “Hey, Leon,” she said, as I got out. She always called me by my first name. “Hi,” …

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Lost Sailor – Chapter 2

Lost Sailor – Chapter 2 “Jerry, Winter Harbour, Thursday night, Be there! – Brandy” _______________________________________________________________________________________________ I must have read that note thirty times before the message sank into my head. Brandy had left without so much as a “Good-bye”. Even just a hint of why she’d sailed out of the cove so early in the morning would have made me feel better. Winter Harbour. Shit, how I hated that place. With the draft of my 32-foot sloop, the only time of day that I could safely enter or leave that harbour was at high tide, just as it turned. At any other time, the solid basalt reef that protected the cove beyond, would rip the keel off before I knew it. Despite my loathing of that sheltered moorage, I decided that I probably would take …

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Bully Revenge, Pt.2

It was late afternoon when my custom-painted-Porsche Cayenne pulled in to the lot of the Coombs Inn, a quaint little B&B in the historic district, just off the boardwalk, at the mouth of the Apalach river. “Wha…why here?” Jordynn asked. “I help the couple that own this place” I reply. “My place is in the gated community over on St. Georgina Island, right on the beach. You really didn’t think I’d take you there, do you?” I let that insult burn in, then continued, “These people keep a little bungalow held just for me. Ever wonder why circuit judges & power-people stay here?” Pulling down to the end, there was one small bungalow separate from the main building, connected only by a sidewalk. As we enter the place I tell her “So J…like I said …

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COME MONDAY

COME MONDAY Lonnie was running hard on the beach, sweating bullets. It was late on the Saturday morning of Memorial Day weekend, and the sun was hot and the sky was high. Humid as hell, too. He was about halfway through his fourth mile, and in a few minutes he would be leaving the beach and getting back on the pavement. Then he would run the five blocks to his condo complex and jump in the pool. He loved running on the beach for several reasons. There was usually a breeze. The hard-packed sand was the ideal running surface. And the scenery: the beach babes, slim, hot, and wearing little. It was a small town on the northeast coast of Florida, a quaint throwback to earlier times. No high-rises trashing the land and seascape like …

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Me and Milly – Part 3: Her House

A few days passed before I spoke to Milly again. She lived about 20mins from me and Julie and lived with her Sister Zoë. I was desperate to see her, but knew it would be suspicious if I suddenly took interest in a 15 year old. Half my age. But my luck was in on Friday night. Zoë had to work late, and asked me to get Milly sorted after school and take her home. Julie was also working a late shift, so she told me to get some dinner with Milly and be done with it. This was brilliant, they were giving me an excuse to hang out with her. So I text Milly and told her of what was going to happen, and she was really excited for it. She told me she …

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Road Trip part 8

I don’ t know how long we sat there but the water tank for these places must be fucking huge as the damn thing didn’t go cold on us before we could get off the floor and get Jackie cleaned up. I got out of my now wet clothes and we took the time to get the layers of dirt off. The drain on the shower was able to take it all and I did the little things like wash her back and thank god my girls showed me different ways to deal with long damaged hair. You just can’t put shit in and pray you have to work it and after a while I see Jackie start to finally relax as we get the last of the soap off and dry ourselves. My clothes …

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To Walk a Mile

******** Chapter 1 Ed liked his new truck. It was shiny and big and had a heater that worked. It had lots of other toys too but he hadn’t really played with them yet. He’d discovered the air conditioner though. The truck was a present from some of the ladies he loved. When his previous F-150 was destroyed in an accident he’d insisted that he could take the bus to work but they wouldn’t have it. Rachel, Angie, and Zoe had all pitched in to buy him a brand new Ford F-150 XLT. It was black with chrome accents in a sports package look, whatever that was. All he knew was that it drove really well and he liked it. While the heater worked and he’d made good use of it over the winter months, …

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