Fiction

The Rain of Pharaoh

ONE She slammed her hand on the countertop. “What do you mean, there’s no reservation? Rhianne Fitzgerald, PhD. I made the reservation a month ago.” “Sorry miss,” said the harried clerk behind the counter. “I’ve got one room left with a king sized bed. I can give you a cot.” It was late afternoon, and a few rays of sunlight faded to yellow through the tinted windows of the lobby. Dr. Fitzgerald was flipping through the pages of her pocket calendar. “Here it is… Oh wait.” She turned to me sheepishly. “I made it for next week, accidentally.” I sighed. It had been a long flight. Not the part in the air, but lines in the airport. And now a line was forming behind us as we stood with our heavy luggage in the crowded …

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The Dreams of Ashley

All names and location have been changed Let me know how you guys like the story. This is my first story on here. ================================= When I first laid eyes on Ashley was in 7th grade. We were young. My First true feelings started in 9th grade. Her birthday was 2 weeks before mine. When I turned 16 i threw a big party. And of course, Ashley was there. Between the years i was one of her best friends, she wasn’t from our town, she moved from Florida her 7th grade year. She was the shy type of person. But the longer she was here, the more outgoing she was. She would be shy to the people she didn’t know. But at school it was like she had been there her whole life. She grew popular …

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The Motorcycle Diaries: Stranded

The Motorcycle Diaries: Stranded © 2020 by Mojavejoe420 Fuck. Utah is full of assholes. I stood there on the side of the road with my motorcycle parked, helmet on the seat. I smiled and waved at the cars and RVs that didn’t come by very often, but nobody stopped. Some kids in a camper waved back, but that’s been about it. I guess they don’t get too many black people up in here. I drank all my water and the heat kept heating. I cursed myself again. The guidebook said this Escalante Staircase thing was an amazing sight, and it was. But it also wasn’t traveled very heavily. And as hot as it was now, it was going to get cold when the sun went down. I wiped some beads of sweat from my forehead. …

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Sarah’s Submission: Ch 26 – The Proposal

This is a 28 chapter long form story. If you are finding this for the first time, I would encourage you to go back and read from Chapter 1 to get the most enjoyment from the overall story. Enjoy! Sarah woke in the morning to find Mr. Michaels had texted her the number ‘2’. Her only surprise being the number seemed low for what she expected out of the lecherous old man. Deciding to knock out the first in the shower with her shower head, she made sure to leave the shower curtain open to give him a good show for the camera. When finished, she held up a finger indicating ‘1’ and blew the camera a kiss. She had no idea if he would really see it, but had fun pretending nonetheless. At school, …

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Divine Justice II: The Family

I left Hanna the next morning and got in a cab that took me to the airport. Hanna and I had sex twice more before I left; I’ll never forget that night. After two planes and another cab, I stood in front of my new home. It was a three-story house with a nice front yard, tall windows and a wide, shadowed porch. It looked like something my parents would buy. I smiled as I looked at it. Hartford would be a new start. At the airport I had honed my abilities. They were nowhere near perfect, but I could do some pretty neat things. Using my newly sharpened mental senses I scanned the rooms of the house. I was able to get a visual without actually going inside. It was quite nice. The rooms …

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Cousins Gangbang

It’s been a tradition in my family that once someone turns 18 that they and all their cousins, well, those who are of age, all go out for drinks. It started when my two oldest cousins, the identical twins Catherine and Ellen, bumped into my next oldest cousin, Faithe, not long after her 18th birthday and they decided to go to a pub in celebration. The tradition continued for my other two cousins, first Emma, and then Faithe’s younger sister Victoria. When my 18th birthday came around, I was both surprised but happy to hear from Catherine about organising a full weekend away. The reason I was surprised was because there was a 4-year age difference between me and Victoria, and an 11-year age difference between me and the twins. Being younger, and the only …

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Twisted Wedding Confessions

The dim light of the old stone church filtered through stained-glass windows, casting colorful patterns on the wooden pews. Father Elias, a tall man with a stern face and piercing blue eyes, stood at the altar as the young couple entered. Mark, the groom, was a sturdy farmer with calloused hands and a simple smile. Beside him walked Elena, his bride-to-be, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, her modest white dress hugging her curves. They approached the priest, nervous excitement in their eyes. “Welcome,” Father Elias said, his voice deep and commanding. “Marriage is a sacred bond, one that requires preparation of the soul. You must both return individually for private counsel. Mark, come tomorrow morning. Elena, afternoon. We will ensure your union is blessed.” Mark nodded eagerly, squeezing Elena’s hand. “Of course, Father. …

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The Gang part 3

The week stretched like a wound refusing to scab over. Days bled into each other with a sickening sameness, mornings spent scrubbing my skin raw in the shower, afternoons staring blankly at spreadsheets until the numbers dissolved into meaningless pixels. My keyboard collected a fine layer of coffee droplets where I’d zone out mid-sip, the liquid cooling unnoticed until my fingers brushed the mug’s ceramic chill. The bus window reflected my face back at me, pale and smudged with exhaustion, but movement beyond the glass snagged my attention. A leather jacket rounding a corner, broad shoulders unmistakable even at this distance. My breath fogged the pane as I pressed closer, but the crowd swallowed him before I could be sure. Just a trick of the light. Just paranoia chewing through my sanity like termites through …

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The New Neighbours

Our long time neighbours next door sold recently and a new couple moved in only last weekend. My wife Liz and I were sitting out the back when they moved in, she said “Wonder what they’re like, hopefully not as intrusive as the previous people.” I said, “surely not as bad as them. We didn’t seem to know them much at all, but they made so much noise and disruption that I was glad to see them move.” Liz added “you didn’t know half of what the last couple got up to, I had to handle it all while you were working out of town.” “Sorry, I know you had much more to contend with than me, let’s hope we can have an easier life with this new couple” I told her. Just then a …

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On The Road_(0)

I see you walk through the doors and my pulse quickens instantly. You are wearing a warm coat, its cold outside, it might even snow. Aberdeen in January, dark, freezing and forlorn at the moment. Things have just looked up though as you Dawn, the woman I arranged to meet here in this Travel Inn, have just turned up. We kiss lightly and smile. It’s so good to see you again. We sit by the fire and talk about our day. I listen to your voice intently, watching your lips move, watching the way your hand holds the glass and the way you sip the wine. I look at your eyes flashing in the light from the fire. Your face turned golden by the flames. I could listen to you all night so long as …

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Uncle Kyle and His Niece Part 1

“Oh my gosh, uncle kyle!” I shrieked and hugged my uncle, squeezing his arms and laying my face on his chest. “I missed you”. “I missed you too” said uncle kyle, laughing. “How was the drive?” asked my mom, “Dinner is ready, we waited for you”. “It was great” replied uncle kyle, “I always liked driving through endless corn fields in Iowa”, with a sarcastic grin. I was living in a farm with my family, close to Des Moines, Iowa, and my uncle kyle was visiting us from Chicago. I had just turned 18 and last time I saw my uncle was 4 years ago. He had been living close in downtown Des Moines and visiting us every week, buying me gifts, giving me rides, until he moved away for a job. We sit down …

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The Love of Money I – Chapter 51: Not a Gerrard

I’d already contemplated having someone killed before, but not like this. I wasn’t just entertaining the idea—I was fucking planning it. Would Chloe kill him if I told her to? I paid her enough. How would she do it? With her gun? A piece of glass off the floor? A random paper clip? What about She-Hulk over there? Would she be able to stop Chloe before my bodyguard finished the job? How much time would I buy her to kill this guy if I threw myself in front of the giantess? How long would it take her to tear me in half? That’d be enough time for Tyler to die, right? On second thought, maybe this wasn’t the best time to kill Tyler. Psalter probably knew ten different people who could get the job done. …

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The Slave Princess

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 in Fate. Redolent with rare oils from nameless far-off lands and adorned with a costly jewel from beyond the mountains, my body is beautiful. I am beautiful, as I have always been. An hour passes and the last copper rays of the …

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Getting Started_(0)

In 1975, I had my first sexual experience at the age of 10 years old. I was not raped , coerced or in any way forced into it. I wanted it. I sought it out and I enjoyed doing what I did. Here is my story… When I was 9 years old I started collecting beer cans. As an only child, my parents would allow me a lot of leeway to do what I wanted. I would go out into the fields and dumpsters to find cans to add to my collection. I got this idea to start going through the thrash on my block every week in hopes of finding something new. I was hitting the block every week looking for cans when I found this one house that had just been cleaned out. …

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Catching Katie

When we agreed to take in Katie for a few weeks before she started college, I cleaned out my work shed. We sometimes used it as a guesthouse, but, in between stays, it was my personal workspace and temple of solitude. It had electricity, running water and heat. It was small but comfy. I took out my tools, I brought my laptop into the house, I removed two half completed novels, three porn magazines and my personal papers. I left the spy cam hooked up. I’d installed the cam and a silent alarm a few months ago when there was a wave of neighborhood break-ins. I had remembered to disable the alarm but hadn’t unhooked the cam. It was concealed in the ceiling, it was easy to forget. I didn’t forget. Every woman on my …

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Nick and Kathy Capter 1

Chapter 1 – A Friend of the Family I am 31. I have been married nine of those years to the woman of my dreams; not even my dreams because this is a reality so she is the woman of my life. My name is Nick Bradley. I am a computer consultant who does freelance computer work for groups in my area. I make a lot of money, and I mean a lot. I am a tall 6’5, slim, and in fairly good shape. I have strong, toned arms, a nice flat four-pack stomach, and a nice muscular ass, which my wife loves. I work out about twice a week just to keep toned. I am one sexy guy. My wife is one sexy girl. I am 31. I have also been married nine years. …

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Training Sky

Training Sky A senior in high school, Sky stood five-two. Her body was a work of art from the years of gymnastics and dancing Her breasts were thirty-six B and firm. her dark chocolate brown hair rested in the middle of her shoulder blades. She considered the tradeoff of having the smallest room in the house was well worth it since she had her own space, unlike her siblings who had to share. Her full-size bed took most of the available space even with it pushed up to the walls. Leaving a small space in front of the window. On the other side of the room were her desk and dresser. The only walkway was the width of the door. She had told her parents she was going to finish her homework before she went …

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“In the Basement” ~-chapter 2 (kinda)-~

The next day, Logan came over to my house. I was at home alone in the kitchen. Since my mom and dad both worked almost all day, I had to make my own food during the day. But right now I wasn’t hungry. I was anxious. I had asked Logan to come over and now I sat waiting for my best friend- no. Boyfriend. To get here. I was sitting at the island bar in the middle of the kitchen with my hands held tightly together. I was nervous. I shouldn’t be. He comes over all the time. It’s like his home away from home here. I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down, and to cool myself off. It seemed like it was getting hot. And my stomach wouldn’t stop doing flips. …

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Letting him in

As he drew closer offering his self to her again, she quickly pulled away clamping her legs closed. He smirked. “Closed legs can’t get fed,” He said “Open ones don’t get loved… I’m not going to keep being your whore. I need more than sex, I want to know that you care,” She replied. He stared down at her silently for a moment. He leaned down to kiss her. Her head turned quickly away from his. With both hands he grabbed her face towards him before forcing his mouth on hers. She clenched her mouth shut trying not to let him in, she was trying to stay strong but his hands began to roam her body. She couldn’t do much to fight him off, she never could. She loved him. His hands started to pry …

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School’s out…But I’m Trapped in. part 1 and 2

Schools out…but I’m trapped in. PART 1: ANYA’S CAPTURE Anya stared into the mirror at what her class mates in school called the geek, freak, ugly and other colorful names. While this was partly true, Anya truly didn’t understand why they called her ugly. While nothing truly special looked back at her in the mirror, she felt she had potential if people could only ignore the glasses and freckles. Wiping the tears from her eyes she reached for her back pocket and pulled out the photo she always kept there, James Vincent her ex best friend and current tormenter. With deep green eyes, ebony hair and more muscles than any man, popular or otherwise should have. He is the wet dream for every girl and a few guys in the school, Anya knew she would …

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