Rutherford Modelo Atomico Stories

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The Photo Album

by theo_minor on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My father died two years ago, at 72 years of age. After the funeral, and all the administrative details of the will, etc., it fell to me, as his son and only child, to look after and take care of my 70-year-old mother, his widow. Thus it was that I began spending many weekend days at her house, helping her dispose of Dad's worldly possessions. One weekend,...

The Photo Album Ch. 02

by theo_minor on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Chapter 02 - Movie Night The next time I went to Mom's house was Wednesday evening. I knew that she'd be out, having dinner with the Rutherfords, but it was a free evening for me, and it was no problem for me to let myself in. The attic was starting to get cleared out enough for me to organize boxes of stuff by similar 'types' -- Christmas decorations, old...

Predator Ch. 04

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

She was looking into his eyes -- and he could see fear lurking in the shadows of her mind, then he watched as the medic came up from behind and slipped the syringe into her deltoid muscle. Her eyes fluttered moments later and she fell into his lap; by then Tate and Woodward were back in the room, looking at her, then at the ninja's on the floor -- there rema...

Visiting Nurse

by WritingOrthus on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

The following story is fiction. Any resemblance of any person to any of the characters portrayed in this piece is merely coincidence. This story happened only in the mind of the author. A special thanks to my editor who fixes my errors. As I walked into the office building today, it was as if I was entering it for the first time. Even though I had work...

Predator Ch. 05

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

Genie Delaney left the University of Texas Southwestern Medical School campus, driving on Harry Hines towards downtown, then north on Oak Lawn, and then down Maple to Turtle Creek. She drove along the creek, looking at the dry winter grass along the waterway, the bare oak and pecan trees, their bare limbs hanging over the street, and she decided to drive up...

Predator Ch 07

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Sep 15, 2017
Non-Erotic

She'd always considered herself an anarchist, and she thought that ironic -- or she had, anyway -- once upon a time. Anne Rutherford left Grand Island, Nebraska for Cambridge, Mass, and in a way unlike any before her. Wide-eyed and sure of herself, academically accomplished and politically naïve, she made it into Harvard on a Wadsworth scholarship, determin...

A Woman Who Loves More Men

by vargas111 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

[Note: Mother Debbie, the famous advisor of cuckold husbands, is the creation of CDE. He has generously let me borrow her in order to help a young woman in need. Thanks CDE!] * * * * * Hello, out there in Internet Land. This is Mother Debbie, again. In my little corner of the World Wide Web I'm your sounding board, advisor and provider of motherly advice t...

A Woman Who Loves Men

by vargas111 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

[Note: Mother Debbie, the famous advisor of cuckold husbands, is the creation of CDE. He has generously let me borrow her in order to help a young woman in need. Thanks CDE!] Hello, out there in Internet Land. This is Mother Debbie, again. In my little corner of the World Wide Web, I'm your sounding board, advisor and provider of motherly advice to those mo...

Close Observation Ch. 07

by L.Fortune West on Sep 23, 2019
Group Sex

The next day Ron was working with the American gentlemen. He was called Nathaniel Rutherford. Ron met him and his bodyguard at Gatwick. Rutherford was old, to Ron he looked like he was about one-hundred-and-twenty-three years old. Ron took them to their hotel on Park Lane. He and the bodyguard took the luggage up. They weren't long at the hotel because Ruthe...

The Photo Album Ch. 03

by theo_minor on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

Chapter 03 - Taking it Real The next Saturday, I went to my mom's house earlier than usual, thinking to get in an extra hour or so of attic-cleaning. As I let myself in the front door, I heard voices coming from the upper level. The attic access was on the upper level, so I moved toward the stairs that led there. "You know, Brian," I heard Mom saying, from...