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Normally I never have anything at all to do with any kind of gambling, even though I live in a country which is renowned as a punter’s paradise. But at the beginning of November every Australian has a bet on because the first Tuesday in the month is Melbourne Cup day. They call it the race which stops a nation and it’s absolutely true. Even commercial jets go into a holding pattern while the hooves are actually hitting the turf. Every true Aussie everywhere watches or listens to the Cup being run, whether they’re at Rose Bay or Rabbit Flats, on tropical beaches or above the snow line. And — of course — there isn’t an office anywhere in the Commonwealth that doesn’t run an office sweepstake on the Cup.

For those of you who read “Five In One” you know that my husband Brian has given me some incredible experiences with multiple men and after the last one I promised Brian that I would arrange for him to have sex with me and another woman.

David was driving Tracy home from dinner. The two of them had been dating for months off and on. It was more of a close friendship than anything but all that was about to change.

Watching the semi push itself backwards into the loading dock, Nicole looked on as she stood with her weight resting upon one of her sexy legs. The 5’10” brunette gazed away as the vehicle finally hit the two yellow posts and consequently came to a halt. Wearing her blue jeans and a black T-shirt, the dark eyed feline walked over to the side of the driver’s cab and looked up. Returning the glance, the truckdriver said, “ Five scids for you.” Nicole only responded with a bored look as the man descended the vehicle and followed her into the receiving area.

A huge orange sun glowed in the iron gray sky above a small, jungle-shrouded planet. Three planets shadowed the weak light of the dying sun, spreading around it like stepping stones, or the spread of a winning hand in a poker game. A gentle breeze ruffled the umbrella-like canopy in the top of a 600 foot tall tree. It was the only movement in the alien landscape. No birds, no animals, no insects intruded on the botanical beauty of the landscape. All was quiet until…

Ms Amelia Bulower: “No . . . no. It’s all very difficult to explain. I don’t think you’d have believed me if I told you about it.”

Carla is big on aerobic workouts and she loved watching her instructor’s muscles as he worked out hard with them. His hot sweaty muscular body did wonders for Carla’s sexual appetite.

I set my keys down on the kitchen counter and made for the fridge. As I reached for a soda I thought I heard giggling. “God what are they up to now?” I thought. I could see the light coming from underneath the door of Missy’s room. “Prolly watching a porn film or something and laughing about it.” I popped open the soda can and headed to the bathroom. I had been at work all day. I wanted nothing more than a nice shower and put on my sweats. I took a quick shower and as I walked past Missy’s door again the giggling had changed to hushed moans. I shook my head and headed for my bedroom. As I toweled off I heard a loud thump then a lot of giggling. Now I just had to see what they were up to.

“We’ll be back by nine mum,” Julia shouted as we set off into the woods. It was a warm summer Friday evening, and we were going to have a look at her secret hiding place.

She was as mad as hell, and with good reason. After she’d finished telling me what she thought of my inefficiency I left her office in tears and hid out in a toilet cubicle. Until she ordered me to come out of it and face her again.

The hotel was the most extravagant yet for the company’s annual party. I knew a few wives and did my best to mingle while Simon played the appropriate politics with business associates.

“Number of abortions rise in Gujarat a couple of months after Navratri” A statement made by Gujarat state’s women & child welfare Minister comes in India’s leading newspapers during Navratri festival. The entire Gujarat was agog with celebrations all over. Why Gujarat, every part of India celebrated Navratri festival in their own way. Goddess Durga Pooja in West Bengal is their national festival. In Tamilnadu they display Kolu in each home. In Andhra, Karnataka and in Kerala, all nine days and nights are full of cultural celebrations. But in Gujarat it is something special. All the girls come out in the streets to sing and dance. Dance items like Garba, Ras are famous. Girls especially teen age girls and women in their twenties and thirties move around to various dance sites and participate. This goes on for the whole night for 9 nights during Navratri.

“Are you sure this is the right way?” Dina asked for the tenth time. The old man‘s directions seemed easy, follow the salt water lake until it ended in a forked river, turn south and follow the big fork for two days then turn east for one more day. The problem was, the guide’s idea of a day of travel might not agree with the directions given by the wrinkled old native in town. And the distance Dina and her guide could travel in one day, might not be the same as that traveled by the old man.

“Sexy photo’s!!!” she said with a shock. “What does that mean?”

“Are you ready to go?” I asked. “Yeah, just lemme grab a few other things and I’ll meet you at the car.” I picked up my bags and headed for the trunk. Ahh this weekend was going be great. We were off to see some friends from college. We hadn’t found time since graduation for all of us to get together until now. It had been almost two years. I couldn’t help but wonder if either of them had changed. I wondered if they would freak out once they found out that Stefanie and I weren’t just ‘good friends’. I never know how anyone will react when they see us together, two women holding hands, obviously in love. Oh well, she and I were happy and that’s all that mattered to me.

English was not one of my better grades. I had decided to head back to college and try my hand at getting a Bachelor of Arts Degree but at the same time I had to pass English. This was not looking good. I was having a lot of problems writing my essays, which was the biggest part of the English course. Every time I thought I had my studies down pat, something happened and I just couldn’t put my work in words…

Note to the reader: In this diary I have told the true stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will be left out to protect mine and others’ privacy, and also because they don’t matter. Each entry in the diary can be read alone or as part of a series, but since I have a wide sexual appetite you may not find everything I’ve done to be such a turn on, so you may want to skip those chapters. This chapter, chapters 1 to 4 and 6 feature homosexual scenes, while chapters 5 and 7 feature heterosexual scenes.

Sheriff John Caddy drove slowly by the Henderson house. His eyes took in every detail, from the black metal gates to the gabled ends and Spanish tiled roof. The gate was bordered by huge stone abutments, which narrowed down to normal metal slats and posts made in the shape of spears. It was a typical Victorian era house, and he wanted it. He had almost married into the Henderson family before Lorie and the rest of her family died in a tragic car accident. Nobody approached the property, they feared the old lady. But he wanted it. As he pulled out of sight a wretched looking waif stumbled out of the bushes near the gate and watched him drive off.

Working on a Saturday was highly unusual, but like the good little dark haired submissive that I am, I always do as you tell me. Obeying my Mistress is something that will always do, cross her wrong and I know I will pay dearly for it.

Note to the reader: In this diary I will tell the true stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will be left out to protect mine and others privacy, and also because they don’t matter, but otherwise I will try to be as accurate and truthful as possible.

My company is sending me to Dallas to train a new girl in the office.

Madge Cargon sat looking down at her dead husband. The grief in her heart barely showed in her bloodshot eyes. As if in a trance she looked up at the black-clad gambler, who thrust the gun back into his holster and turned away with a satisfied smile. Madge had at first thought him handsome and dashing, in his flat black hat with the silver buckle, black coat, black pants and tall black military boots. He made a dashing figure at first glance. But the evil in his face showed when he pulled the trigger and killed her husband. Latent, pleased, evil which was quickly covered up when he observed her watching him. He shrugged and turned away, as if in apology. But Madge knew better.

TOMORROW’S WORLD is an erotic Science Fiction novel by Steve Nelson. A man from the 20th Century awakens from a high tech hibernation experiment centuries in the future. In this future world nudity is the norm and sex is the passion.

The early morning sun shone down on the ancient walls of Giant’s Pass castle. It fell on patches of green moss clinging to the weathered stone blocks which formed the Outer and Inner Wards. It cast small square shadows from the eastern battlements onto the rampart behind them. Shards of light sparkled uselessly against the only window in the castle, the stained glass panes now covered in dirt and hiding the long disused Royal Chapel from view. But the glittering day made a brave showing of the banner of King Argud the Defiler flying high above the Keep and reflected brightly from the string of wind polished skulls decorating the flag post. A few rays of shimmering sunlight even penetrated the arrow slits of the Prison Tower, to be instantly snuffed out amidst the pitch black stench of despair and corrupting flesh. Many more were wasted in falling on the steaming surface of the castle moat and its covering of rotting turds.

Please send your comments and suggestions as the feedback is always appreciated. This story is written at the request of a reader and I hope I do her fantasy justice.