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Andrea Millhouse Pt. 04

by ThickAsThieves on Jul 29, 2019
Romance

_________ 6 __________ I was vaguely aware of distant engine noise and Andrea's presence as she began moving around in the darkness, shaking the mattress as she did so. Suddenly, high pitched air horns ripped through the stillness of the night as several massive diesels thundered closely by, shaking Long Grey Cloud and rocking the mattress which Andrea and...

Sailing Away Ch. 17

by Jasmyn_White on May 4, 2020
Fetish

The Lady Jane pulls into pier 43 on the north side of San Francisco. We're in an interesting area, tourist central with ferries, stores, and vendors, but also with active working ships and shipping activity. We tie up with the assistance of longshoremen, and Brian and Gus idle down the diesels, leaving one generator running. Knowing we have just a couple o...

Any Port In A Storm

by Sir Galahad on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

It had been raining for three days straight, the unrelenting rain one normally associates with floods that drive the Mississippi over its banks, only not in New York. Computer nerds don’t pay much attention to the weather anyway, except while standing on the platform waiting for a commuter train. As Director of Information Technology, whether it was fair or...

Sailing Away Ch. 14

by Jasmyn_White on Apr 20, 2020
Fetish

Chapter 14 -- Avalon. I awaken to a familiar smell. Coffee. Accompanied by bright light. Elsa is making some clinking sounds as she comes back in from the galley, a tray of coffee, cups, and accoutrements in her hands. She leaves the door open, and the morning light shines in. She's naked aside from glasses, nipple clit and toe rings, of course. "The...

Sailing Away Ch. 21

by Jasmyn_White on May 18, 2020
Fetish

The men running the boat seem to be OK with my bright nail polish, or they're just doing the best they can to ignore it. The former seems more likely, as they interact with me rather than shunning me. I top off Gustavo's coffee, while he digs into the quiche I made. You two aren't up yet, so he and I eat. I know what you're eating at the moment... so I jus...

Sailing Away Ch. 16

by Jasmyn_White on May 4, 2020
Fetish

I got up early to make breakfast for the crew. Omelets to order, and good coffee. The ship's master had the boat stocked before we left Avalon, and he knew what he wanted...and didn't skimp. We're running Northish, at 14 knots, steaming comfortably. Alan likes Denver omelets with salsa and avocado, and the side of hashbrowns I have on the flat top. No swea...

Mistress and Commander Ch. 01

by estragon on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

An Earth Day story--at sea. Thanks to Voluptuary Manque, 3113, findmeinnh, stephen55, Stella Omega, Zeb Carter, Dual Triode, vrosej10, and that incomparable author and technical adviser Penn Lady, my fellow hangers-out at AH! Salut! Mistress and Commander - The Far Side of the World Margarethe's eyes flicked over the Fathometer, then the tach, then out to...

Taking the Chief to Los Angeles

by Intelligencelover on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Jersey Central Railroad Station, Jersey City, New Jersey, 9:55 Am. on Friday, the 26th of August 1947: My family and I had arrived at the station on the Leigh Valley's last morning commuter at 8:59 Am., riding from South Plainfield. I'm Josef von Franz, nineteen years old, graduated Summa cum Laude from Bound Brook High School and an All State Football Runn...

Sailing Away Ch. 26

by Jasmyn_White on Jul 20, 2020
Fetish

Chapter 26 1858 local time and messenger lines are getting tossed to bring us to the pier. We are tying up to Pier 69, and, as Brian said, it's industrial, not for pleasure ships. It's dusk, and we are mooring for the night. Interesting how this area seems so purpose built, rugged, and yet five star hotels and tourist traps are just several hundred yards...

Echoes from a Bitter Past

by Kezza67 on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

PLEASE NOTE There is no graphic sex described in this story. Chapter One Authors note: Denis Compton a renowned cricketer of that time, often known as 'The Brylcreem Boy' because of his dapper appearance and slicked hair. I lost Mavis a month ago. To tell the truth it wasn't a surprise; she had fought long and hard, never complaining of the pain always...