Fiction

A Daughters Best Friend Is Her Mother

The music the DJ was playing was so loud Claire could hardly hear herself think. She stopped dancing and pulled her daughter around so they faced each other. “THE MUSIC IS REALLY-” She watched Rylee scrunch her face up trying to hear her. “WHAT MOM? I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THE MUSIC.” Rylee yelled back. Claire found herself grinning and she felt really warm and fuzzy. The music was blasting around her and it was almost violating. She looked at her daughter’s rosey cheeks and flushed neckline. Maybe it’s time for a break, she thought. “LET’S GO UPSTAIRS,” she yelled at her daughter. “UP THERE” she pointed. She got a very sloppy thumbs up from Rylee. What’s wrong with her? Claire wondered. With her arm looped through Rylees, they wove their way through the people, …

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Unit 14 – Chapter 2

Eric sits on the living room sofa, a medical journal open on his lap, his glasses perched on his nose. He hasn’t turned a page in twenty minutes. His focus is on the kitchen, where Tori moves in the morning light, and on the front door, which Ted Mendez will knock on any minute. Tori wears a simple yellow sundress, the kind that ties at the shoulders. She’s nervous. She keeps smoothing the fabric over her hips, glancing at Eric, then away. “You sure you’re okay?” she asks, her voice softer than usual. “Just a headache. It’ll pass.” Eric adjusts his glasses, a practiced gesture of his. “Don’t let me interrupt. You just… be the homeowner. Show him the faucet.” The knock is three solid, unhurried thumps. Ted doesn’t use the doorbell. Tori jumps, a …

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Olivia’s Journey: Chapter 5

Olivia stumbled through the front door of her home just after 6 p.m., her legs wobbling like jelly from the four-hour brothel shift that had left her a dripping, cum-soaked wreck. The six-inch stilettos clicked unevenly on the hardwood as she kicked them off, her bare feet sticky with dried squirt and the grime from the stage floor. She peeled off the sweat-drenched crop top and shorts—now crusted with bills the patrons had shoved into her cleavage and ass crack—tossing them in a heap by the door. Her 36C tits bounced free, nipples raw and swollen from the phantom clamps and the rough gropes of the men who’d tipped extra for “close-up views” through the one-way mirrors. Her bald pussy throbbed like a heartbeat, lips puffy and gaping from the relentless multi-cock pounding via the …

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Reconnected

“…you asked me if I was in the meth business or the money business. Neither. I’m in the empire business.” I closed my eyes, breaking my concentration on the show I was watching for the fourth time in the past hour. It wasn’t like I was going to miss anything—I’d seen the show three times all the way through, yet I kept getting distracted by it instead of doing what I was here for. I glanced at my Bio 201 book and frowned. Maybe turning on the show was a mistake. With my roommate going home for the weekend, I thought it was the perfect opportunity to take advantage of the empty dorm room and get some serious studying done before my mid-term. I was behind on the work, and I was starting to feel …

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Camping Trip From Hell Part Two

I cleaned up after dinner and poured a glass of wine, then sat next to the fire I had built. The guys next door were already out drinking by their fire pit, dressed only in gym shorts. “Hey, Tyler, if you want to come over and watch her in action tonight, you’re more than welcome,” Tom told me. I didn’t respond; I just sat there lost and depressed. A short while later, Marnie returned, walked into the tent, and emerged a few minutes later, wearing just her robe and carrying her camera and tripod. “OK, here I go, I’m not sure what time they’ll finish with me, so….,” she said calmly. I didn’t respond to her, I just let her go, as she walked into the men’s campsite to hugs and kisses. Marnie sat down …

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Only One Road – chapter 17

– XVII – Now “…To get more”, Dylan said. I blinked and turned around. For the last ten minutes I’ve been staring out of the window, caught in my own thoughts that were filling my head with urgent buzzing. I haven’t heard a single word of what he said. “What?” I asked. “Sorry, I was thinking.” “I said you are out of coffee”, he said slowly. “You’ll need to get more. What are you thinking about?” I smiled and went away from the window. “About the fact that I am liking that idea more and more”, I said and took the empty coffee bag out of his hands. “What idea?” he narrowed his eyes with suspicion. He looked like someone who is expecting to hear some really bad news. “Us moving somewhere”, I said and …

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I Still Got James

I wrote this story a while ago, before I discovered this site. I hope you guys like it. Oh, this is my first story here, so constructive criticism would be appreciated. I sure hope u like it. ************************************************* He walked into the room like a conquering hero, standing over the threshold like Adonis in his glory days. He looked so sexy, so wondrous, that he looked almost good enough to eat. Fisayo couldn’t stop looking at him, couldn’t tear her eyes away from the glistening sweat that gave him an ethereal sheen in the dim candle lit room. ‘Oh James’, she whispered under her breath. Just the mere sight of him sent tingling sensations up her spine, she wanted him so badly, and she was beginning to ache. She reached for him, and a slow …

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Boring Wife

Lynn checked her watch; it was 8:30. If she left now, she could get to the mall just as it opened. She ran upstairs and went into their little office; Martin was at the computer. “What’re you doing?” “Checking my email.” “Oh, well I’m going shopping. Is there anything you want?” “Yeah, a blowjob.” “No, from the store.” “Nope,” he said, staring at the computer. “Bye Sweetie.” “See you later.” Lynn went and started the car. As she was about to leave, she remembered her lipstick on her bureau. She went upstairs, got the lipstick, and poked her head into the office to say goodbye again. Martin didn’t even notice her. He sat, staring at the computer screen, pants around his ankles, beating his meat. Lynn slipped silently into the room and stood behind him …

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A New Day, The Other Me chapter 10

Jim: Days after the Detective visited “The police? You got one detective coming into your business and telling you she suspects the police are looking to build a connection case by going for a weak link and you’re not removing the weak link right now,” Mulligan is asking me as we’re at his ranch having a private conversation. “So just kill off forty or so young men and women to make things safe and put the operation back at square one,” I reply and he shrugs. “Square one or jail, not a tough choice really and I know Sid wouldn’t be debating this,” Mulligan says it and it is a bit offensive. “Sid would also be taking off the top whether you approved it or not. Sid would be selling to people we deemed unfit …

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Sharing a Room_(0)

Teenagers are lustful. Some would argue that boys more than girls. I was one of those teenage girls who always needed a way to please myself sexually. I was not too obvious; however; I did try to conceal myself in my room where I could have my private time. I discovered the beauty of masturbation when I was merely 13 years old via the detachable showerhead in my bathtub. I would lay on my back, hold the showerhead against my clit. I later realized I could use my fingers because I was fooling around on the Internet. There were four of us that lived in our house: my mother, my brother, my sister, and me. My father had left several months after my younger sister was born and we have never seen him since. My …

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Life as a boy/girl part 3

Chapter 3 I awake in the morning my ass burning. I turn around to see an empty spot in the bed. I sigh and sit up in the bed by myself. I hear the shower water running and look at the calendar on the wall. “Today’s Friday….” I throw the comfort off of me, stand up, and start stretching. I see my pants and boxers on the floor. I blush and pick them up quickly before Richard comes back out and put them on. I sit on the bed and give a sleepy yawn. I shake my head not believing I let him do that last night to me. I sigh and wait for Rich to get out. The water turns off a couple of minutes later and out walks a white muscular boy towel …

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December To Remember

I was just sitting at home watching every flake of snow that fell to the ground. Bored as hell, there was nothing better to do. Plus i just loved snow. Not just because we get an off day from school, but it just makes everything look so cool. I heard my phone ringing over the music in the background so i went to answer it. When i opened the screen, a picture of the most perfect guy on earth was staring back at me. Trent was one of my best friends. We did everything together. He was just a great all around guy. He always had people laughing, he made everyone happy, he was a friend to everyone, and in my opinion, he was the best looking guy at school. I was admiring his shoulder …

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Patient 92 part 5

(Note: I apologize for the long lack of productivity. I hope you continue to enjoy the series.) Time had passed, and 92 hadn’t dared to wander from her room since the incident with the other woman. She was becoming a recluse, no longer feeling the need for human contact. Multiple examinations had been made and it was becoming clear that she was sustaining serious psychological and emotional damage from the abuse. Unlike most patients, who by this time had (for the sake of survival) adapted and learned to live the new life they were forced into, 92 had withdrawn and turned to a zombie-like existence. She had come close to bonding with her doctor, but took too many steps backward, and it was evident she could be a danger to herself. When this ever happened …

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Becoming Charlotte – Chapter 1. How it all began

Feeling my orgasm fast approaching, I reach up to the remote control attached to the shower wall and press the button to switch the waterproof thrusting sex toy, currently pounding my tight pussy, to the vinegar strokes setting. The toy responds, switching to shorter, faster thrusts, my gasps and moans echoing around the walls of the large cubicle as my body starts to quiver in pleasure. As my orgasm hits, I press another button, the toy switching again to single deep thrusts that mimic a man’s movements as he fills a girl with his seed. I scream loudly as I cum in time with the toy, the waves of pleasure spreading from my pussy and out all over my body. I claw the wall as I gasp and pant, my knees weakening as I cry …

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It Was All My Sister’s Doing

Fbailey story number 786 It Was All My Sister’s Doing My sister Katelyn is younger than I am by almost two years. Our birthdays were a week apart. It all started in that week. Now for a teenage girl my sister was unlike any other teenage girl that I had known. She was way more mature physically and mentally. She had won local beauty pageants, spelling bees, and athletic awards. She was an honor student and she had just won a science award. Katelyn was exactly five feet tall and weighted a hundred pounds. Her hair was a reddish brown and her eyes were brown. Her bra was a 32-B and her panties were all thongs, like Mom’s panties. We were out of school for the summer, so the night of her birthday Katelyn had …

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Surprise Visitor – Part 2

About six weeks later my phone rang and I answered, “Hello”. It was Monica. Monica said, “Hi Stan. I have been thinking about you for weeks and remembering our time together … I miss you.” “I miss you too but you are there with Clark and I am here alone, and there is nothing either one of us can do about it,” I said. She sighed and said, “That’s true … but things can change with time … can’t we just wait and see what happens?” I didn’t answer … this was turning in to one depressing phone call … why had she really called me at all? I was about to find out. “I need a really big favor from you … you are are the only person I can trust … but I’ll …

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Sexpionage 6 – A Suffusion of Yellow

A Suffusion of Yellow – Sexpionage 6 An example of life at the Villa Grimaldi – Pinochet’s torture HQ … The widespread use of sexual violence against detainees, blindfolded at all times, prompted its macabre name of Venda Sexy (Sexy Blindfold), allegedly coined by perpetrators. Women were particularly targeted for sexual abuse suffering rape, forced pregnancies, abortions and sexual slur. A German Shepherd dog called Volodia was trained to rape inmates, and female and male prisoners were subjected to beatings, hangings, electric shocks, Russian roulette, asphyxia and deprivation of sleep, among many other torture methods. Prisoners called the secret detention centre La Discothèque due to Pinochet’s agents blasting out loud music at all times. Diseñada como Villa Grimaldi somewhere in Santiago, Republic of Chile “My name is Yulia Jelic, and I am a dancer.” “Liar.” …

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Pickup Mystery Part 2_(1)

Pickup Mystery Part 2 Cindy had been a casual pickup that became a hot one night stand for John, but after she was gone there was a real emptiness in his life. Then he had seen her again in the parade and found out she was the police chief’s 17 year old daughter and the empty feeling had been replaced with fear. Then out of the blue she had shown up at his place and told him she would be back in a couple of months when she turned 18. John could not get her out of his mind and he actually driven past the high school a couple of time to see if he might just happen to see her. There were few days he did not think of her for at least a …

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Agent of Lilith: Chapter 5_(1)

“Mmm, James. Yes! Right there, baby.” Lilith lay on her throne, eyes closed as she savored her growing ecstasy. Between her spread legs, her agent James lapped ardently at her tender flower, drinking her sweet nectar. “Oh fuck, James. Don’t stop,” the demoness cooed softly. She held a large breast with one hand; the other gripped her servant’s hair as she thrust her aching sex into his face. James delighted in pleasing his mistress. He smiled inwardly as he drove his tongue deeper into Lilith’s hole. Her moans were music to his ears, and they only encouraged him as he worked to bring the demoness closer and closer to orgasm. He sucked lightly on her clit, causing her to squirm beneath him. While James used his mouth to please his mistress, he used his fingers …

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Holly Chapter 2

Chapter Two About a week after our first ‘playdate,’ Holly called me, and let me know she was on her way. I told her she was welcome any time she liked, and I asked her to wear a skirt, if at all possible. Then, I went about preparing for her arrival. She knocked on my door shortly after that, I open the door, and she is standing there in a gorgeous little ‘standard’ schoolgirl skirt. It was even the red plaid color we all like. She came inside, and I gave her a drink, and I set the pack of smokes she was expecting on the little bookshelf I keep by my front door. As we went into my room, I took off my clothes, and asked her if she wouldn’t mind doing a little …

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