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Nerds of Hollyweather Ch. 04

Scott and Elinor finally get together

(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.)   On the first floor of the school, seventeen year old Scott Olson was heading to Mr. Turner's classroom. In his hand, he had Malcolm Jackson's homework on the history of Samuel Duval, an important black man in the French royal court during the early 17th century. A paper Scott had stayed up late...Read On

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First Lover's Quarrel

Meg knew a fight was inevitable, but she never expected it to end like this...

With the success of her last book, Meg has been pressured by her agent, publishers, and fans to write another one. Her pen scribbles furiously in her notebook, her mind rapidly absorbed into the fantastical world that she’s creating with her purple ink. She’s so engulfed in her writing that she doesn’t hear the keys in the door, or the door creaking open. Danny stops in the doorway and...Read On

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A Passionate Encounter

A man and woman have an intense night of passion in a hotel room

The knock at the door brought her to my room late that night. We'd only met an hour ago, down in the bar. Opening the door, she immediately pounced upon me like a wild cat. Tearing at my clothes, ripping my shirt open with her strong hands that clawed at my chest. Our lips thrashed together like two stags locked in mortal combat, as I carried her to the bed. Throwing her down, she bounced...Read On

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Summer Seminar-part 4

More fun with Les

We are pretty busy for the next couple of weeks but still manage to get in a threesome once in a while. One night, though, I wake and see Les and Travis sucking each other’s cock. For some reason, probably jealousy, my eyes start to tear up and I bury my face in the pillow, sobbing like a baby. When I stop, I feign sleep and they’re none the wiser. I think about that often in the classroom...Read On

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Passion

My apologies to Hans Christian Andersen and Looking Glass

Zee walked into the bar like she owned it. Like she owned it and wanted to burn it down. She strode over to the pretty, green-eyed bartender without acknowledging the five men gawking at her. "Where is she?" Zee demanded. "You know, if you gave me your cell phone number I could call you when she comes in," said the bartender. Zee usually liked the tease in her voice but tonight, she was...Read On

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Miss L.J. Foot Therapy

Laura, My boss, my red headed goddesses

My name, well that’s not really important. I work as an assistant accountant for a retail company based in the United States. My boss, LJ, stunning in every way, and basically ran the finance department. She was mesmerising, in every way. She was my boss, my redheaded goddess. If you looked into her eyes, it was as if you were in a trance. She had lips like suctions cups. Her breasts, my...Read On

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The True Tale of Tam Lin

A chance encounter in an enchanted forest ends up exactly how you'd expect.

    O all you ladies young and gay,     Who are so sweet and fair,     Do not go into Chaster’s wood,     For Tomlin will be there.     From some he takes their golden rings,     Some left without a thread!     Those lucky girls run naked home:     he left their maidenhead! The late Autumn breeze stirs the trees around me as I urge my palfrey into a canter. I love to ride: the familiar...Read On

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Finally Eighteen Part II

The months started to past by. We had gotten married quickly. The move for marriage wasn't based on pregnancy alone, but the perfect intimate setting presented itself, and we took it. We had moved in to a new place, a bigger more friendly unit. We had the baby's room ready, and a name picked out. It was the perfect happily ever after, all we were missing was the baby.  I was past my due...Read On

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A Morning to Remember

True love is an amazing feeling that touches ones soul.

The morning came. It was January first, a new year, and a new start. After only a few short weeks of dating, I was waking up with a ring. At midnight, John asked me to be his wife, and I happily agreed.  The sunlight streamed in through the window. I kissed him on the cheek. I whispered, "Good morning." He stretched as his eyes fluttered open. His arm wrapped around me, pulling me closer....Read On

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Bath Time Pleasure

Relaxing after a hard days work.

It was a long day, a very long day. I work at as a secretary for a shipping company, and as such, I have to juggle clients from around the globe. It entails me to know what people are talking about and having to go to the warehouse to make sure things are being sent to the right places. My name is Angela and at thirty-five I live a very comfortable lifestyle from my well-paid job. I have...Read On

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Opposites Attract - Part Four

Joe is disappointed after finding out Craig has a man in his life.

Weeks after their initial meeting, Joe spent trying to locate Craig, hanging out at the bar they met, sliding his phone number under his apartment door (which he knew was creepy), and walking about hoping for a chance encounter. He frequently berated himself for being so careless to not get Craig’s contact information. He had several sex dreams about Craig, a constant reminder of...Read On

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At thirty thousand feet. Chapter 6

Matthew's ride in first class.

I was sitting in my seat, falling in and out of consciousness. The girls all seemed busy with things and they only seemed to come to me to give me drinks or snacks. Mya seemed to be busy with the pilot a lot. I guess they had sex with the pilot and co-pilot as much as they did with me. I was surprised that Evelin or Amanda didn’t seem to want to play with me. After all, Evelin did get me...Read On

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Our Love Story — Part 1

Prologue From a purely personal point of view, happiness is extremely difficult to describe. We are either happy or we are unhappy, and it seems that there is little we can do, however hard we may strive, to make ourselves happy. The story I am going to tell, is about two people, and how they eventually found happiness. Before the events described here, if they had thought about it,...Read On

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The Watercolor: Chapter One

She loved and preserved that painting for years. Here's her story of why...

It was a crisp autumn day and Morgan sat outside on her front porch. She sat in her old rocking chair wrapped in her favorite dark green cardigan feeling the wind blow through the porch and hitting her face softly. It was days like these that she would sit and remember an impossible dream that she once thought of all too often. She was much older now, not nearly as pretty with wrinkles on...Read On

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Names

A glimpse into a blurring "relationship".

The fire crackled in the corner, filling the room with a heady mix of wood smoke and vanilla. The curtains were drawn, protecting them from the cold, dark night outside. In the same armchair, a couple sat watching the flames flicker and spark in the stove. The man was dressed in soft pyjama bottoms and a black t-shirt. The girl, cradled in his lap, wore only the rope-cuffs he’d tied around...Read On

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Finally Home, part 2

The mostly true continuation.

«More??» That’s what the note said. I slumped back into my seat. This was just one of the notes she had written before. She must have dropped it when she hurried to pick up her things and leave. More?? Yes, please. But she was gone, and this was a big train. No point in trying to find her, especially if she didn’t want to be found. It was a fun game, but now it was over. Let it go. I...Read On

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A Cowboy's Journey - Part 1

It all began one brisk winter morning. I had just saddled up my palomino and had loaded my gear for what was expected to be a long day running fence lines, checking for breaks and breaches where the cattle were getting through and out of the grazing pastures. I had anticipated probably spending a night or two away from the ranch and had packed enough provisions for myself, my horse, and my...Read On

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THD: Melinda Chevalier - Entry Two

Another diary passage from Melinda...

January 17th Dear Diary, Another week has gone by now and today I read through his letters again.  I cannot seem to stop myself from looking at all his mementos either. My mind is swimming with all the times we shared and how much fun we had. I still cannot understand why I was not good enough. I keep playing back through to see what it was that I did wrong and I could have given him...Read On

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Our Love Story — Part 2

Chapter 4 – Our Marriage and Honeymoon After that weekend we started dating regularly. Sometimes we would go to a concert, or take in a show, followed by dinner at a nice restaurant. At others we would just walk in the park hand in hand, just like a pair of teenagers. We didn't move in together for some time, but would either spend the night together at her place or mine. Our love...Read On

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Fresh Look on Love

When you start listening to your heart, instead of your mind, you find what really matters, love.

The night was about to be perfect. My husband and I were in New York City. It was our first trip after having a baby, and we were going to relax. I had been hesitant on the trip. I didn't want to leave the baby, and this was the city that started his post traumatic depression.  Our marriage was on rocks. I was fighting hard to stay married, but knew eventually I was going to move on. I lived...Read On

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A Venetian Night of Wonders

Wandering through the labyrinthine bylanes of Venice, a young man meets a mysterious woman in a mask

He was a slender young man with large black hair. What prompted him to take a solitary vacation away from his home in London to the Tuscan countryside, and later Venice, would remain unknown to the other characters of this story. Suffice it to say that he had a quiet and brooding aura about him. His glossy blue eyes stayed mostly aloof. He smiled rarely. But when his eyes rested on anyone...Read On

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Tut

Sometimes there's more to a name than the obvious

I watched the dark colored BMW pull up to the gas pumps.  A young man got out, slid his credit card into the slot, punched some keys and started filling his car. He was surprised when Benny came out and started to clean his windshield. He and Benny started talking to each other, and in a couple minutes Benny nodded in my direction.   The young guy looked to be about thirty, tall and...Read On

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Stellarsexual

Stella volunteers to be spanked by a peculiar alien race and seduces a few people along the way.

So, what happened in the end was: I got so sick of space travels. I started feeling that not even sex could fill my life with enough joy to carry on like this. Or maybe it wasn’t the actual space travels but, you know, just having to work? Or, more specifically, having to flog stuff? ‘To flog’ means ‘to sell’, by the way – I have spent enough time living in the south of England to have...Read On

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The Don has a booboo

never bite on the Don's cock

In a well-lit room in the back of the house were where they were sitting. Don Mateo Troia sat behind his large oak desk. His family was true to his name. He had become the head of his la Familia by pimping hookers on the streets of the west coast. He had many brothels under his protection from the top of Washington all the way down to the bottom of California.   He had made a name for...Read On

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THD: Melinda Chevalier- Entry Three

Another diary entry from Melinda Chevalier....

Dear Diary, I had a dream about him. A most shocking and painful dream. In it, we were so close to one another. I was coming to visit him, to see him and the excitement I had felt in this dream matched the excitement I once felt before. The love, the laughter and all the happiness and hope he brought me all tangled into one blissful feeling as I dreamt of riding in a cab to reach him....Read On

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The Heartbreak Diaries: Melinda Chevalier

A passage from the diary of Melinda Chevalier...

January 10th   Dear Diary,  I am missing him. Again. It has been a few weeks since I last heard his voice and my heart aches to hear it again right now. I feel a deep sadness and it has fully taken hold of me today. I feel almost desperate to hear his laughter and be the one to bring him joy. I want to hear all about his day and have long conversations on subjects we have discussed...Read On

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Swanky Swiprz

Swanky Swiprz, the dating app for today's busy people

Smuggler Sam slides a carrier bag across the bar towards me. Thursday nights are always quiet in the Rocking Horse bar. I call it my deserved easy shift. Tonight is just the usual, no big soccer match on the five televisions scattered around the dark walls to draw in the guys. Only the hardened drinkers of the Holebrack estate sit at my bar, grumbling and groaning about how the government is...Read On

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A different kind of love

A different kind of love found in the wild

“Are you ready?” Brad asked Julie as she greeted him at the door. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be,“ Julie giggled back at Brad, sticking out her foot showing off her newly purchased hiking boots she bought for their hike. “Very nice.” Brad smiled, loving her enthusiasm for the hike he had planned for them today.   Julie had never been hiking deep in the mountains and was a bit hesitant at...Read On

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Reunion In Madrid

Fate ordained they would meet again

Bella sat expectantly astride one of the iron roof trusses high up in the roof of Madrid's Atocha rail terminus. Far below, passengers were filing off the sleeper train which had just arrived from Paris. She scanned the tiny figures in search of Professor Maurice Kershaw and his wife Ursula. Bella knew they were on this train, as she had spotted their names on the passenger manifest in the...Read On

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Ghost Town

How can a place hold so many memories for two people who never met?

I walked through a ghost town today. It took me a while to get there. Three trains in fact. I didn’t tell her. It is a place that I frequented in a different season when you and I were in each other’s pockets. She didn’t know then either. The sky was bluer today than most of those times, oddly, but the wind colder. People bustled along the street going about their business as if it were...Read On