Minnesota Libido: Part 5

Minnesota Libido: Part 5.

Summer School Session.

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Miss Summers calls me in for a meeting.

My wife Sherri and I had been together for nearly a decade and half with one daughter, Jackie, who was in the summer between 6th and 7th grade. Sherri was the assistant principal at our daughter's small private school in an upscale area outside of the Twin Cities and had been working there for a few years. I had left the large corporation I had worked for and had branched out as a private consultant to give me more flexible time with my family.

Minnesota Libido: Part 4

Minnesota Libido: Part 4.

Jason & Sherri are joined by a MILF friend after another Halloween Party.

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Without going into a ton of detail, the event was a great success. Everyone ate, drank, and bid in the auction. The Princesses all took a picture together, with the evil Maleficent in the middle of them all. The magician they hired was amazing and just cheeky enough to entertain the adult audience. Of course, with that many adults being out without their kids, we all took advantage of the bar. As the night started to end, we were all pretty tipsy, including Grace who was laughing and giggling with some of the other moms.

Minnesota Libido: Part 3

Minnesota Libido: Part 3.

Window sex shows in the snowy night.

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The light coming in from the city lights made the sky glow in an orange-yellow hue. The snow was falling harder now and the effect was mesmerizing. When the wind would blow, snow would spiral in front of the windows, then dissipate into a swirling cloud. We sat and watched the storm for about 10 minutes, with Sherri occasionally taking a sip of her drink, and sometimes rubbing her naked ass against me. I continued to fondle her tits and kiss the back of her neck as we watched the storm fill the sky. We'd just had some amazing blizzard sex after a Christmas party. Our drapes were wide open in the high-rise condo's living room. The Twin Cities skyline was reduced to a snowy white glow, but the other towers in the development were only 50 yards from us. About the width between sidelines of a football field. Most of the windows were glowing from Christmas trees all lit up. In the other living rooms Lamps added to the ambiance.

Minnesota Libido: Part 2

Minnesota Libido: Part 2.

Snowbound Valentine's Night

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A snowstorm canceled our plans, so we got creative.

Sherri and I had been going together for just over year and were still having a great time together. We were in our late-20s, had good jobs, a large group of friends, and fun social lives. We had planned a romantic Valentine's night with an expensive dinner, wine, drinks and then back to my condo to 'celebrate' privately. Then, Mother Nature stepped in.

Minnesota Libido: Part 1

Minnesota Libido: Part 1

I cash in when my girlfriend loses a bet.

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I was first introduced to "What I Say Day" when my then-girlfriend, now-wife, Sherri and I had been dating for about a year. We met at work and were both in our late-20s. We were out to dinner one night and I commented on the wedding date of a mutual friend. Sherri said it was in mid-August while I vividly remembered it being in June.

"Wanna bet?" she asked.

"Sure" I replied. "What are we betting?"

"Whoever is right gets a 'What I Say Day' from the other person."

Confused, I asked, "What is a 'What I Say Day?'"

"Oh. It's something my family used to do to get out of chores or when we wanted to do something different on a weekend or were arguing about a movie. Basically, winner gets to dictate what the loser does for a day."

Confident I was correct on the dates, I reached across the table and we shook hands, "Deal."

Lady Lovecome’s Diary: Part 7.

Captured on video.

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He rummaged in his discarded trousers and pulled out a familiar, leather-bound notebook. My diary! "Perhaps you might read this for me?"

Gabrielle could hardly speak for pouting. She opened the pages, her flush deepened. "Fuck;” She flipped through. Giggled. "Fuck, my friend is dirty;”

I flushed too. Squirming inside at the thought of my secrets being laid bare. Then I remembered, I wrote it to torture my father anyway, and he'd even shared it with his rent boy. I was always reading it out to Bill too. So why not let Gabrielle read it too? She was in half of it anyway.

Lady Lovecome’s Diary: Part 6.

Garden Fantasies Abound.

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Was it better that Bill pretended he was fucking me, or did that just make the betrayal sweeter for him, and more bitter for me; underlining what I couldn't have? And the pain of watching, fuck. It was mouth-watering. Delectable. The kind of throb one can't help but pick at and tease.

And still Gabrielle stared. A smile spread across her lips. Then her eyelids drooped and she ground to a halt. She gasped. "Yes!"

I filled my void with my own sad fingers, clamped my mouth shut and pretended Gabrielle's cries of ecstasy were my own, even though I couldn't come.

Lady Lovecome’s Diary: Part 5.

My quest for the ultimate head goes deliciously wrong.

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"Why won't you fuck me? Am I so hideous?"

"You're the most beautiful flower I've ever seen, Madam." He kept hold of my hand and watched my other work. A breeze flicked a curl across his tanned and wrinkled brow while he brushed his thumb pad over my knuckles. God. Was he actually considering it? "But if you get pregnant, your father said he'd have me killed and disown you. If you're happy with that risk, I'll fuck you."

"Lick me, then."

He stroked my thigh through my skirt, from hip to knee. I opened my legs, ready for the fresh air on my hot folds should he pull my skirt up. He didn't.

"No," he said to his hand.

"Why not?"

He growled and flopped onto his back. "Because in this mood, you'll want me to fuck you after I lick you. You always do."

Lady Lovecome’s Diary: Part 4.

Cavorting with artists.

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By Lady Bathsheba Ottoline Lovecome.

I glugged my wine and declined a refill from the waiter forever hovering at my elbow. I gave him my glass. My head was spinning already. From wine or this woman, I couldn't tell.

She blinked at me as if performing a calculation. "Your bush, it is black like your hair?"

"I'm waxed."

"Merde!" She flapped me away.

"Well, not all over; I mean;” I wished I hadn't necked that wine. "Oh fuck it." This is the thing about being a Lady. Everything you do is fine. You're never crude, or drunk, just eccentric. For example, only a Lady could, right there and then, in that room of doting spaniels, tug the front of her skirt up, and the front of her knickers down.

Lady Lovecome’s Diary: Part 3.

The King and Belle enter the forest of fantasies.

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Silently, Belle and the King sauntered away from the castle toward the woods, their footsteps guided only by an instinct for privacy. Belle was glad she'd dressed lightly in one of the wardrobe's many slip dresses; a shoulder-fastening grey silk number; because the spring afternoon was hot, and the king's leonine presence even hotter.

She squeezed his hard bicep. "Well you've granted me my wish, have you considered yours, Your Majesty?"

The king smirked. "I've considered little else. But now you have the keys to the kingdom, I fear you'll deny me again."

Lady Lovecome’s Diary: Part 2.

Ring the bell three times for Belle.

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In discrete service to the royal court; My name is Lady Bathsheba, Ottoline, Lovecome; and this is my diary.

These are not the depressive scratchings of some puffball princess. I'm no dowager driven loopy by indolent indulgence. These are the erotic thoughts, experiences and stories of someone in their prime; but housebound by a self-serving patriarchy. A patriarchy who's trapped his fully adult daughter in his manor house; rather than set her free at university with her friends; while she waits, financially dependent, for a suitable suitor.

Her patriarchy is no doubt, and I hope, reading these pages. I hope you enjoy them, Father. I've been much inspired by your library's top-shelf antiquaries;

Lady Lovecome’s Diary: Part 1.

Gardener Bill Tends Lady Lovecome's Estate.

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Lady Bathsheba Ottoline Lovecome insisted I, and only I; call her Bash. As if that closed the social gap between us. As if a girl called Bash was a salt-of-the-earth type, the type who could happily hang out with someone like me, her gardener.

I was just twenty when I became the gardener for Lovecome manor. The widower Lord Lovecome was disinterested in gardens and rarely at the big house so for a year at least I had the best job in the world. I even had free accommodation in the groundskeeper's cottage attached to their gothic pile. Then his daughter, Bathsheba, moved back home.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 15

 Abby and Alec are one. George and William return.

In 15 parts, based on a post by Seethegood. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.

"Are you next, Miss Sarah?" he asked, with an inviting look on his handsome face. She couldn't resist the temptation of the big, half naked man. He seemed to fill the tent, and despite being freshly washed he exuded a male musk that tightened her nipples.

"Yes, sir," she answered meekly. She trembled and almost fled when he advanced on her and began unlacing her blouse. To ease her nervousness, June joined him and together they gently disrobed her. Alec felt his cock stir at the sight of her nakedness. She protested that she was too for heavy for him when he whisked her off her feet and she clung to him in fear of being dropped. Her crotch grew slick as her full breasts pressed into his hairy chest while his big hands gripped her waist.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 14

In the militia encampment.

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In bed that evening, Abby lay with her head on Alec's well-padded shoulder and gave him her most loving gaze while she ran her fingers over his hairy chest. "Will you do me a huge favor, sweetheart?" she asked with a flirtatious smile. He looked at her with a knowing smile.

"I knew you were up to something. What do ya need, Angel?" he asked as he hugged her close.

"I want you to come with me and Rose first thing in the morning. Some scouting needs to be done on the redcoats and I need you to help us get through our lines and past the sentries, both coming and going."

He quirked an eyebrow at her words, but he wasn't surprised in the least. He closed his eyes and thought for a few moments while she rustled with impatience. "Please, Heavy!" she implored, "think how fun it would be. Just like old times, sneaking through the woods with your favorite girls!"

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 13

The General and the Major are wounded, Sarah looks for a man.

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The next morning after breakfast, Joseph cornered Alec in his study.

"So, about last evening, Mister. Greene," he began.

"It's Alec, please."

“ Okay, Alec. About last evening. Is that how it is with you and the three ladies? You're all, um, companions?"

"Yes, Joseph. We live and sleep together. Everything a normal couple would do except we're a foursome. It's a long story and somewhat complicated, but George and William insisted that we take up our old ways until they return. I love those three girls dearly and would do anything for them."

"And you expect me to do the same with Maddy, Mira, and Sabra?"

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 12

Voyeurs watch..

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The following day, Abby went to Alec's study to collect him for lunch, passing Mira and Sabra along the way. She peeked in the door to see him sitting at his desk and mumbling expletives in his short beard. He was dressed in a white, ruffled shirt and his typical more than tight trousers, and he looked scrumptious. She walked in quietly and slid onto his lap, then kissed him softly.

"What's wrong, Heavy. Is your workload troubling you? I heard you cursing up a storm in here."

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 11

 Abby lets Rose explore and Maddy gets a new man.

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An old black lady approached her and shyly gave her a hug.

"Thank you, Mistress. My daughter was the one whom you saved yesterday. I feared that man would kill her but I couldn't do anything since I'm just another helpless slave. I can hardly believe what you're doing here, but I thank God for you and your father."

Abby felt tears gather in her eyes at the sincerity in the woman's voice, and she hugged her back. "Will you please come up to the big house with me? You can stay there until your daughter is healed up. I'm sure your presence would be a boon to her."

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 10

 The men depart for war and Abby establishes her authority.

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"Do you still wish to make me happy, Maddy?" he asked.

"Of course, Master, always."

He laid on his back and tugged her head to his waist. "Suck me, Maddy. I would like that very much," he commanded. She looked at his still throbbing cock trapped in her small hand. It was covered in his thick cum and traces of blood from Sabra's destroyed pussy. She quailed at the sight but knew he wanted her to do his bidding. Daintily, she stuck her tongue out to sample him. He was warm and salty while she caught a taste of copper from Sabra.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 9

Abby and Rose do battle. Three slave girls give pleasure.

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Chapter 12

It was nearly 2:00 am when a pounding at the front door and frenzied shouting woke the house. George was first to the door and threw it open to admit a sweat drenched messenger. He was nearly inarticulate but managed to convey that the bridge Abby and her companions had secured was under heavy attack by redcoats from the south. George ordered the man to grab a couple of slaves and ready their mounts for immediate departure. While the men hurriedly dressed, the sound of cannon fire reached their ears, hastening their efforts to make good speed.

Nathan and James insisted on responding as well and soon all the men departed for the battle, well armed with rifles and sabers. The girls all huddled in the parlor to discuss their predicament.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 8

The dinner party continues..

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For nearly an hour the guests chattered and enjoyed themselves. George and Nathan got on tremendously while Alec and the Major had plenty of life experiences to share, meanwhile the ladies listened closely to and fawned over their men, managing to flirt rather boldly as the brandy had it's effect on them.

Abby turned the oil lamps down until the room was dimly lit and went to sit on Alec's lap. The conversations quieted and grew more intimate as the partners whispered amongst themselves, questing hands began wandering into intimate places and quiet kisses were shared. When Abby judged her guests desires were roused enough, she signaled the maids and Maddy to leave. Their men looked surprised and disappointed to say the least, but Abby moved to a chair between them and chatted for a few minutes thanking them again for their presence at the plantation.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 7

 Abby holds a dinner and everyone cums. Abby proposes to Alec.

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Chapter 10

George went in the room the doctor was using for a theater in order to check on June's condition. She was now conscious but her pain was returning. The doctor gave her a bit more laudanum and proceeded to clean her wound and stitch it up neatly. George held her hand and kissed her gently as she dozed lightly.

"She'll be fine, George. The ball passed cleanly through and I cleaned a bit of material and dirt from it. She'll be on her game in no time."

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 6

 Alec is shared a final time & an unexpected visitor shows up.

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 The women puttered around cleaning each other up, then Abby packed a pipe for Alec and delivered a stiff whiskey to his side. He pulled her onto his lap and she snuggled deep in his arms.

"Are you  okay, big man? We seemed to have wore you out."

"I'm good. I really enjoyed it. You're such a delicious little tart," he teased.

Abby got a serious look on her face. "Will you take me like you did Rose sometime? That looked amazing and must have felt even better from watching her reaction," she whispered quietly while peeking over his shoulder to make sure she wasn't overheard.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 5

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Daughter of the Revolution: Part 4

Abby shares her man with Rose and June.

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The next day dawned bright and warm. The girls begged Alec to come swimming with them in a nearby lake and he happily agreed. After a good breakfast, they saddled their horses and headed out. It was only a mile or so to the lake and they made good time despite the route that led them through the dense forest.

They'd hoped that Alec would get some rest that day, but he was a young man and had recovered his energy quickly. He insisted that he swim a few laps around the lake for exercise and the girls were amazed at how graceful and quick he was in the water. They loved watching him swim by while his firm bottom and lean back flexed and rippled with tight muscle. More than one pussy was wet and wanting at the sight.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 3

 Abby and Alec see combat together.

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"Up with you, soldier!" Rose demanded. "It's time we got you some new duds."

The two women dragged out George's old clothes and their sewing kits, then pulled Alec's towel from his hips and tortured him endlessly while measuring his limbs and torso. When they were satisfied, they commenced to modifying the shirts and trousers to fit him better. Abby started dinner and while she was at the cookstove, Alec talked her out of a clean pot, then winking at her went out to milk the cow and design a corral.

Immediately, Rose and June descended and plied her with questions.

"So, did you two fuck?" Rose asked.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 2

Abby rescues a Continental soldier.

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Just before dawn when the sun was trying to rise, her new companion awoke, retching and coughing beneath his hood. Shit! She'd forgotten about that in her hurry to leave! She quickly ripped the hood off and turned his head so he wouldn't choke to death on his vomit. She poured water from her canteen over his face and wiped him clean while he coughed and gagged until his breathing returned to normal. He turned his head to face her and she felt as if she'd been struck by lightning. Piercing grey eyes met her beautiful blue ones as she took in his beaten and bruised countenance. She'd never seen a more handsome man in her life! She couldn't stop her hand from brushing his dark curls from his face and she felt an overwhelming desire to kiss him.

Daughter of the Revolution: Part 1

Abby prepares for war.

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Chapter 1

The sound of ringing steel echoed through the barn along with the gasping of two people laboring for breath. Abigail Durham and her father George sparred with their practice swords, sweating and panting as they danced and dodged each others thrusts. George cried out in surprise when his 18 year old daughter parried his stroke and tapped his forearm with her blade.

"I've finally marked you, Father!" she cried in victory and he smiled at her sheepishly. He was so proud of his beautiful protégée. Abby was his only child and she was the light of his life. Her mother had died three years ago of consumption and he still mourned her daily. Abby had always been a sort of tomboy and eagerly took to learning marksmanship as well as swordsmanship, of which she excelled like no other person he knew except himself. An exceedingly rare thing in the late 1700's for a woman to be interested in to be sure, but he paid it no mind. Since she could walk he'd taken her on hunts with him, along with long trips on the road to visit cities scattered through the colony of Virginia as he conducted his business of growing and marketing tobacco.

Vanishing Manhood: Part 21

Humanity Reset.

Based on ‘One In Ten’ by FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

A List of Characters;

Israeli's Team.

Israel Jensen: (our protagonist/POV character)

Flame (Brigit; with her twelve millimeter hand cannon; Israel is her one and only friend)

Silent (Davia; fires twin ten millimeter 'reasonable' handguns; still wounded as of the Missouri crossing)

Angel Kristi: (Metropolitan Police Office; Seneca Poole; partner)

Roni: (paramedic; Angel's friend)

Capri O'Hara: (once met Shiro Sano, the hotshot lawyer, sat second chair)

Kuiko Sano: ('Epic Sex'; welder, 43 sisters and cousins coming up)

Vanishing Manhood: Part 20

Long race to Cody, Wyoming.

Based on ‘One In Ten’ by FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

A list of characters; 

Israeli's Team [12+2]

Israel Jensen (our protagonist character)

Flame (Brigit O’Connor; with her twelve millimeter hand cannon; Israel is her one and only friend)

Silent (Davia Afrah Qanyare; fires twin ten millimeter 'reasonable' handguns; still wounded as of the Missouri crossing)

Angel Kristi (Metropolitan Police Office; Seneca Poole; partner)

Roni (paramedic; Angel's friend)

Capri O'Hara (once met Shiro Sano, the hotshot lawyer, sat second chair)

Kuiko Sano ('Epic Sex'; welder, 43 sisters and cousins coming up)

Aniqua (office manager, "Nothing but Raman for six days straight!")

Venus (home renovator)

Samantha (equipment installation/repair)

Jethro MacFarlane: (67 year old former MRA terrorist, former sailor, rides a motorcycle and smokes. He likes Kuiko as if she were his daughter)

Lavender (History Student; Rides 'Bitch' with Jethro after the crossing)

Paisley (Biology Student)

Aria Ripley (smuggler and career criminal; not a killer; joins after the crossing)

Vanishing Manhood: Part 19

A Global Manhunt.

Based on ‘One In Ten’ by FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

 

Time is like an overhanging snow wall in the depths of winter. Most times, it looms large yet does nothing. Other times, it comes at you like an avalanche.

If I had to stage a scene to depict a smuggler's hangout, the Deep-Six Saloon would have been it. What I was seeing, though, was a bit more terrifying. See, Flame had barely begun her spiel, offering up the bogus bank accounts the Vanishers were providing, when Mama Ripley and her two daughters dropped the hammer on her.

"You've got the cure," Monica, the mother of the two sisters softly stated. "We want to see it."

Vanishing Manhood: Part 18

Seeds Of My Sins.

Based on ‘One In Ten’ by FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.

The race to a temporary safety.

To be treasured is to be safe in the knowledge you are cared for and unsafe in the certainty your value puts your life at risk.

"Good to see you awake," Isobel Diaz regarded the woman, who was strapped down securely to the hospital bed.

"Wha; uh; why am I still alive?" Magdalena Keverich rasped at her captor. Her eyes slowly took in her circumstance. She'd been shot; in the shoulder. She recalled the military and SWAT storming her safe house. She'd gone down early in the fire-fight and had been groggy from shock and blood loss by the time she was 'arrested'. Then;