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Inconsistent by Janet L. Stickney [email protected] Discontent is the first step to change, all you have to do is act on it Andy Inconsistent, inaccurate, and inept. That's how I feel about my dressing. I can never seem to do it the same way twice. I usually wear the wrong things or do my makeup badly, and of course, trying to do anything but a ponytail is out of the question. So far, every time I tried to do my best, I felt like a clown. I was disheartened...
Tentacles! By Enclosed Lady ? enclosedlady (at) yahoo (dot) com ---------------------------- Sci-fi tentacle short story. F/f f/self, insertions, rubber, reluctant. (englishisn't my 1st language) Feedback welcome. ----------------------------- A chemical female scientist tested her new rubber experience to enclose herex-submissive girlfriend. During the process, the female meet some tormentinguninvited guests.... Year 2083 - at 17:00 Paula entered the elevator in secret military base....
Mr. Graham was one of those antiquated teachers who believed that today's school students lacked discipline. His desk always had an ample supply of detention slips and he had no reservations in using them to send an errant student to detention. He missed "the good old days" when a teacher was allowed to spank a deserving student and he felt that the new way of thinking, of letting a student express himself, was in his words balderdash. The irony of it all was that Mr. Graham was a high school...
MatureDetention I waved bye to my friends and headed back into the school building. Just my luck I thought, Half-day and I’m stuck with detention. Granted detention with the hot English teacher who just came to the school last year, but still detention was detention, and for what? Being 10 minutes late to class a couple of times in one week? ‘You are supposed to be a responsible student?you are a 6th year, 18 years old, and are supposed to be setting an example to younger students. It’s time you...
I looked up from my textbook and looked around the classroom. Almost half the students in the classroom were asleep and the teacher was too absorbed in her book to care. It was the last class of the day and she had given us the last part of the period to study. I laid my head down on my desk and let myself start to drift off. I was nearly asleep when I felt a sharp wrap across my knuckles. "Ms. Agosto, my class room is not a place for sleeping and I expect to see you back here after school for...
LesbianNatalie looked at her watch. “Ten past four. Ten past fucking four!” she said to nobody in particular. As far as Natalie was concerned, it wasn’t fair that she was the only one that had been given detention. Okay, she had a reputation with the lecturers for being a bit disruptive but on this occasion, she was trying to hear what Miss Williams was saying. It was that cow Denise that had been sat behind her poking her with a ruler that should be in detention. Typical that Miss Williams should...
Straight SexI sat on a wooden bench outside the principal's office fidgeting and waiting for my audience with the principal of Wilson Elementary School. I think that because I knew that I was guilty the bench seemed even harder than it really was, even so it reminded me of a pew in the church where my parents worshiped before they were divorced. My big mouth had gotten me in trouble with Mrs. Chance, my homeroom teacher and I assumed that our iron-fisted principal, Jan Hunter, would hand out some type of...
Miss Jay stood before me, her pert nose in front of my face. "Martin," she said in her usual scolding tone, "I will not tolerate your attitude any further! Your attitude is disrupting the whole class!" "You're the only one who is disrupting the class," I calmly replied. She moved away from me, her eyes wide with shock, her face flush with anger. "HOW DARE YOU!" she screamed. "HOW DARE YOU TALK BACK AT ME!" For a minute I thought she was going to hit me. Now THAT would have been...
Introduction: My detention with Mr. Embrey I head down the hallway to detention. Ugh. This is SUCH a waste of time. I could be rehearsing lines or doing homework! I decide to dress fashionable one day and everybody panics! I wore my new corset/tank top, a short black skirt, and my black ankle boots. Hey I have a curvy body but Im proud and loving it. I wanna show it off! But no thats inappropriate I enter the room and theres Mr. Embrey. Honestly, I feel bad for the guy. He has to run detention...
“Hey, Gamm,” beamed Aren Collins.“Hey, baby,” the retired grandmother replied. “How are you?”“I’m fine. Thanks! And you?”“Doing good, sweetheart! What’s going on?”“I saved up some money and I want to buy momma’s robe,” shared the soulful, effeminate teen.“Really,” she smiled broadly. “That is so sweet. How much is it.”“$318.50”“Oh my! How about you pay half and then Pops and I will pay the other half.”“Okay, that works! I just needed you to use your credit card for the purchase.”“Absolutely!...
Mr. Graham was one of those antiquated teachers who believed that today’s school students lacked discipline. His desk always had an ample supply of detention slips and he had no reservations in using them to send an errant student to detention. He missed ‘the good old days’ when a teacher was allowed to spank a deserving student and he felt that the new way of thinking, of letting a student express himself, was in his words balderdash. The irony of it all was that Mr. Graham was a high school...
Natalie looked at her watch. “Ten past four. Ten past fucking four!” she said to nobody in particular. As far as Natalie was concerned, it wasn’t fair that she was the only one that had been given detention. Okay, she had a reputation with the lecturers for being a bit disruptive but on this occasion, she was trying to hear what Miss Williams was saying. It was that cow Denise that had been sat behind her poking her with a ruler that should be in detention. Typical that Miss Williams should...
UnintentionalThe boss, a lady, had decided to work us on a split shift. One group would be 6am to 3pm, the next group would be 9am to 6pm. I was assigned to the second shift, and that is ok with me, I get to sleep in a bit. The first day was a train wreck, some got their times confused, some were just confused all together, I arrived at work at 8:45am, just in time to see the mess. The boss, Linda, called me into her office, and asked me to close the door, and I did. She wanted to get my...
You wake up one day with the power to do anything at all. How do you know? Because a voice in your head told you of course! And after some tests it was right! You can do anything you want! This is the best day ever!
John Batchelor hated School. From the boring lessons, to the morons he had to attend class with; and the useless Teachers. In fact the only teacher he did like was his form tutor; Miss Lewis. He could still remmember his first day of Secondary School. He'd been put in a class whose form tutor was an old Battle-axe; Mrs Cooper, all she did was yell all the time. But as he progressed through School he kept noticing Miss Lewis aroung the building, always very well dressed, and made up nicely. The...
FetishAs Dan Wiseman worked his old, worn key in the lock of his office, the corners of his mouth turned up just a bit. "Guess that key's a lot like me - it still works, but its teeth are just about gone; I guess that's what forty years of working for the government will do to you." Of course, the youngster standing beside him couldn't really appreciate what was left unsaid in that remark. In forty years, Dan Wiseman had seen a lot... 'more than most people this side of National Geographic,...
"May you live in interesting times," Anya intoned. "Man, I always get that one!""In bed," I reminded her saucily."Speaking of which… Josh's coming over tonight," she giggled. "Read yours!""You are about to embark on a fabulous adventure." I paused for a beat then added, "In bed.""Well, you are going on a trip tomorrow!" Anya squealed excitedly. "And it's been way too long since you had a man in your bed, mister."The reminder that I hadn't had any dates since Peter left stung a little. "I hardly...
She wrapped her fingers around the handle, turned around and said, ‘Just don’t let them get to you and I’ll see you at lunch.’ My first day at school. Don’t think I’d ever felt so nervous in my whole life before. I could feel every single pair of eyes watch me as i walked to the middle of the class room, barely able to look up. ‘…My name is Mr. Wilson and I’ll be teaching you about Religious Education this year.’ That’s right. I’d sold out, given up and gone against everything i used to stand...
Ms. Robinson was the only teacher at Mickinly High School that all the boys wanted to fuck. She was perfect, with voluptuous breasts and a nice firm ass. Her clothes were always tighter than they should be and she loved the attention it got her. But someone had found out that she wasn’t looking for a man in her life, rather a woman. This didn’t stop the boys from watching her hips dance as she crossed the room, her long brown hair flowing along behind her. I, on the other hand, found it rather...
An hour, a whole hour! For what? You weren't being "inattentive", you were paying a LOT of attention. OK, so maybe ogling the teachers breasts wasn't the right kind of attention, but it's still unfair. Now you're stuck here with her for an hour, and only 5 minutes have passed. The teacher you were staring at was Miss Locke. She wasn't what you would typically consider hot. For a start she was much older than you, maybe 50? Yet sometimes you struggled to keep your eyes off her. Her large milky...
Fetish"Paris Geller, Rory Gilmore, I can scarcely believe it. Of all people I would expect to be standing here in front of me for misbehaving you two are the very last ones. And this close to graduation!" The Chilton Headmaster shook his head sadly and lifted the report from his desk. "Mr. Medina says the pair of you acted like, well he doesn't use the word but 'hooligans' is what comes to MY mind. I have no idea what set you both off but acting like you did." The man slid his glasses down...
She was 9 years old. She ran down the sidewalk clutching it in her hands. Her hair flowing out behind her like sunlight, her face almost breaking with the grin stretching it. Her eyes shone like diamonds catching the sun. Up the stairs and across the porch, in the door, across the living room, delighting in the look of astonishment, she held it up, it’s gorgeous petals and perfect leaves, its delicate scent, perfect. ‘I love you Daddy!’ She was 16 years old. She danced! Her gorgeous evening...
Tabitha flips an unruly wisp of auburn hair out of her eyes as she applies the final touches of mascara. A quick pass with ruby lipstick and she steps back to check the mirror one last time before officially declaring that she’s ready to go. The blue eyed, auburn haired knockout returning her gaze from the bathroom vanity mimics her smile to confirm there is no ruby lipstick on dazzling white, perfectly aligned teeth. At thirty-three, her figure is, if anything, better than when she played...
This is my original work, originally published on another site. Enjoy! *hugs*Stacey_tvAttention"There's a small matter that requires your attention, Mr. Wilson," theairport screener said in heavily accented English. My stomach churned.These were never good words to hear while clearing customs. "It shouldn'ttake long to clear up. Right this way, please." He directed me to anunmarked door with a security keypad on the wall.My travel habits had changed considerably since 9-11. Knowing how...
Attention "There's a small matter that requires your attention, Mr. Wilson," the airport screener said in heavily accented English. My stomach churned. These were never good words to hear while clearing customs. "It shouldn't take long to clear up. Right this way, please." He directed me to an unmarked door with a security keypad on the wall. My travel habits had changed considerably since 9-11. Knowing how closely all luggage was screened, what I packed for my trips had...
All things considered it had been a real good party actually. Not that I'd wanted to go because I hadn't been in the mood for enjoying myself for sometime by then. But seeing old friends and having the odd dance with a good looking woman can do wonders for your self-esteem; I'd kind of forgotten about that in the intervening year since I'd last attended one of the Mallory's shindigs Eventually eight months after the divorce was final some of my friends had persuaded me to turn up at one...
Introduction: Hey guys, so yeah I wrote this for a friend as a birthday present last year so my writing skills arent quite as developed as they are now. Although, I do hope you enjoy. Its only short, Id love some feedback without the kik me hornyguy6969 spam. Thanks xx. P.S. it was just a bit of fun, so Im sorry if you think im weird lmao bye I plunked down next to you on the couch as you played another one of your video games. I grabbed the game case off the table and glanced at the cover....
The sun was shining and birds were singing as Gerald parked his SUV in front of Joan's house. The peaceful suburban neighborhood did not look, to the unlearned eye, to be a place where sexual deviants would play, but Gerald had learned long ago that such settings were actually quite typical. He was in a good mood, enjoying the afternoon sun, and feeling quite satisfied with himself at the moment. He'd just made a sale, and the merchandise didn't even know it yet.Oh, these women always said...
[Readied to leave the bunk house in the nude and releshing more of Lilly] This time I wasn’t alone leaving the bunk house early, around the corner, through the loafing shed and out into the cool morning air. Shivers were ahead of us but nobody yet seemed to give a darn how I looked. I assumed them still too sleepy to care that my penis was spitting, sticking straight out. But still, how stupid I felt! Although it was predawn dark the picture must have been hilarious, real pale big untanned...
Sara watched Jill and Mary as they walked toward the store, gossiping and laughing. "She must really hate me." "No, she doesn't hate you. She understands you. She understood you before she even met you. Jill doesn't look at things and decide they're the way they look on the surface. I'm just the opposite. I take everything anybody says at face value, and it's gotten me into trouble. A lot. No, if Jill hated you, I know you wouldn't be in this car today and you probably wouldn't be...
Drusilla, was a very petite young lady, she was in her second year of a Master Program in Physiology. Most of the guys that had dated her had said she was strange, strange or not she was built like a brick s--t house. She stood about 5'1" and weighed nearly 125lbs, flashing eyes and a disarming smile that would melt ice. I found myself alone with her, in one of the stacks of the library, with out thinking I asked 'would you like to take a break and go have a soda?' She smiled and thought for a...
I love it when I’m home alone, happens very rarely. This happened 2 years back, and is definitely one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I get to call all my friends home, make some great plans, and actually have different nights like a poker night and drunk games night. This night, was another one of those nights in Chennai. Where close friends and their mutual friends met up at my place, and I was supposed to hook up with this girl, courtesy of my friend, who wanted to help me get...
NOTE- This is a fictional story. The characters in this story do not denote a real-life person. Taking my hand from my pussy, I turned on the shower so that my moaning cannot be heard outside. Again I started fingering my pussy with one hand and pinching my nipple of right boob with other hand. The thought of Navin kissing Shwetha made me go mad and I came moaning Navin’s name. I am Priya 20 years old fair and sexy enough (stats not important) doing Engineering in a reputed college. I am horny...
More than 20 years we’ve been together. Yes there’s the big house with garden. Yes the 2 k**s and you’d say life should be good. But we’re life living in each other’s pockets. Apathy and complacency have come to roost. Not surprising that things have been feeling a little jaded, a lot tired and every little thing irritates and irks. Our relationship is being tested. Our sex life has become tired and erratic. There hasn’t been that great desire or excitement. Where do we go from here?But things...
Leila was locking up her shop late one night. Her shop, she savoured the thought in her mind, remembering all the sacrifice and hard work it had taken to start it up. Despite all that, her shop was her own. A small piece of her soul had been placed in the little boutique on the corner of the usually bustling street of Dalkey. She looks past the mannequins on display and squints out into the darkness, then shakes her head at herself. It’s 2am, Leila, she chided herself. Who do you think is going...
Takes Place During: Girl Meets the RulesIt was a normal afternoon in John Quincy Adams Middle School, school's out for some of the students except for a few students that got into some mischief this morning. And that class was Cory's class. Cory gave his daughter Riley, Maya, Lucas, Farkle and the rest of the class detention because Maya wasn't following the rules. During detention, the class was divided into separate mini-colonies. Riley's was Rileytown, a land of goodness and rainbows where...
Prologue I was typing away, answering the usual morning emails, trying to politely turn down unsolicited plot ideas that I "do not believe I can do justice to." You know the kind: "dear mr vargas I want u to rite me a story about me and my mama, like we r both left handed and..." I was about to do the same with a rather nice request from the Edgewaters when I read closer. The happy couple were about to celebrate 25 years of married bliss. George wanted an erotic story to give his wife...
It was supposed to be a class reunion as always and no one would have a syllable itself presented what happened that night. They met at the train station. There were not all come. Of the female members only Ramona, Renate, Sybille, Viola and Birgit came. The five women faced Bernd, Wolfgang, Thomas, Frank, Volker, Jörg, Toni and Norbert. They greeted with warm Embrace. Then they went to the hostel. There is a food was first prepared. Then there were the drinks. They talked,...
FOREWORD: The author wishes to make it crystal clear that he actively condemns real-life paedophilia. At what age it can be definitely classed as that, is for lawmakers and judges to decide. UK law is clear but not always a realistic guide. For reasons of shame or guilt many gay or trans youngsters have found that casual sex with much older adults was the only discreet way of exploring their own sexuality, before they felt ready to step into the more familiar minefield of emotional...
Charlie Red has traveled abroad to meet up with someone who may be a long lost relative. When she arrives and comes face to face with Ricky Rascal, she compares family trees with him. Then she hops into the shower to rinse off the grime from her travel. When Ricky hears the shower turn off, he opens the door to hand Charlie a towel while also making sure Charlie knows just how hot he finds her. He waits until Charlie steps back into the living room to show her the family tree he’s just...
xmoviesforyouHH12: Charli's boyfriend TG adult fiction by talltglover. If you are offended by men or women having sex with transgenders or hermaphrodites, or live in an area where such activity is illegal, or are too young to be reading adult erotica, please do not continue. This story is unlike most of my other fiction, which concerns men turning into women (conceptually) or hermaphrodites and having sex with other men. This story was written as a special request, and is about women becoming...
Hi Guys, I originally wrote this story in german. A few weeks ago I got the idea to write this story in English, too. I call this a little experiment of mine, to look how far it goes and to improve my English skills a little bit. I hope you will enjoy this story. Under this story I will publish several short stories. Some stories will get a longer or shorter storyline. Depending on the popularity, I will focus on individual storylines. Other authors are very welcome to implement their ideas and...
So I'm starting a new universe which anyone is welcome to add to. Below is a list of rules for this new universe. The stories can be done in first person or third person but my first set of stories will be in first. This universe is very much like our own except for one major difference, the gender roles are reversed. What that means is that while our bodies remain the same, everything that is attributed towards male and female has been reversed. In our world what is associated...
Angel In The Mirror By: Anon Allsop I tipped my book slightly; the glare from the reflecting sun upon the glossy pages was blinding me. I slowly rubbed the spots from my eyes, and lifted my head from my studies, looking away and trying to blink through the brilliant white spot that seemingly hovered in position upon my gaze. I slowly closed my textbook and sat it beside me on the leaves, deep into my fourth year of college, I had done enough heavy reading to last me a lifetime. I...
It was a hot summer's day and my niece had come to visit me. We planned on going to an outdoor concert that night. I thought she was hot but she was about eight years younger than me. I looked at her with lust but never thought it would happen. Her small framed, 5'7" body, tight ass and what appeared to be C cup breasts were out of my league but that did not stop my fantasies. It was getting late and we were going to dinner first and then to the concert so we had to start getting ready. I lived...
IncestMichael walks back to his desk from the mailroom with a big smile on his face. He was still horny since fucking Gina just turned him on more. He was thinking about going back to the mailroom, but decided against it. As he passed Donna's office, he saw that she was still in so he decided to go in. "What the hell do you want??" asked Donna as Michael came inside and closing the door behind him. "I wanted to talk" said Michael. He explained how mean it was for Donna do what she did. Donna just...
I met her during the summer when I was twenty-four years old. She was nineteen and had just finished her first year of university. She had a job in a lakeside general store, pumping boat gas, selling hamburgers and ice cream, washing floors; doing whatever was needed to be done. At that time I lived and worked about a two and a half hour drive from there and came to that particular lake every weekend, as I had the good fortune of the use of a cabin that friends of my family owned but weren’t...
First TimeIntroduction: An 18-y-o virgin has sex with a studly dog! ***Prologue*** My name is Barbie Lez. What follows is a retelling of the days following my eighteenth birthday. I still find it difficult to believe everything that happened, but I assure you that everything you are about to read is true. ***Monday*** This is it, I thought as I awoke. The long-awaited moment had finally arrived. I was officially eighteen. An adult. As I sat up, the covers bunched up around my waist, revealing the...
Based in a universe created by Elrod, and utilizing characters created by him. It is free to be posted to FM and any free site as long as I get a notice. Bikini Beach: No Gift So Dear By JDG Anya watched him as he walked across the hot parking lot. The sun was blazing down from an azure sky, yet the temperature was mellow. Birds sang in the nearby trees and the very air seemed charged with life. Despite all this the boy walked as if he were heading to the gallows. His head was...
Glam-but-adorable Riley Reid’s bold bikini top features a phallic design. The fun-loving, petite cutie twerks in your face. Kinky director John Stagliano gropes her scrumptious ass, pinches her nipples and squeezes her underarm flesh in clothespins. Sniffing her unshaved armpits, French star stud Manuel Ferrara declares that Riley ‘smells like Paris’! They share intimate mouth kissing. He rips open her leggings for 69: She sits on his face; he eats furry pussy and she gives...
xmoviesforyouIf like me, you are an avid reader of popular self-help literature, you may know there are three people living inside your mind.The first is you. The sensible adult. The responsible you who is navigating their way through life in the best way they can. Applying societal rules and norms, endeavouring to fulfil the potential that life has to offer.The second is your computer. As you would expect, this is a boring, nerd-like component of your psyche that takes the information you feed into your...
Monster SexRight now I wanted to go to my friend Jeremy’s house. He was down, from his breakup with his girlfriend. So I, who was in the best of moods, decided he should be too. Jeremy lived across town and we didn’t get to see each other as much as we would like. We met in middle school and were friends since seventh grade. But now we went to different high schools and only got to see each other about once a week, when we got together to play cards. When I got to his house I saw only his car in the...
Mr Bartholomew was the perfect patient, quiet, polite and when he spoke, interesting and interested.He had been on the ward for about a month when he was transferred to one of the private rooms under my care. He was recovering from a cycling accident, as far as I could tell he had been training for a cycling race when he was hit by a car. He didn't speak about his accident but he had cruched ribs and was more or less immobile until they healed. I used to make sure I was the one who did the bulk...
((Authors Note – Please note that this is adult fiction, so only read further if you qualify! This is the second part of three covering Batgirl’s experiences after the ‘Wins’ series. As before, it’s best read after Part 1, but just as a quick summary… Batgirl has just about recovered from her traumatic experience with Batman (see Batgirl Wins), and has surprisingly been reconciled with Catgirl again, just as danger threatens from another quarter when Catwoman receives a dire threat from a...
Well I love feet, sexy, stinky, smelly feet. I love girls that wear flip flops because I love to check out their feet. I want almost nothing more than to put those smelly bad boys in my mouth, around my nose, to just rub my face all around their steaming stinky feet. Gosh..just thinking about it gets me hard..ugh..Anyway..Today was a normal day. One of my classes has this girl named Courtney. She's good looking, you know, she's thin but she's got nice curves, gorgeous eyes, smells great,...
"And so at last I escaped Emerald Lake," said Lulu. Annabelle realized she was literally on the edge of her seat. She slid back and settled in once more, taking a breath as she organized her thoughts. "Wow," she said. "Okay, so you got away from Lester and you were driving toward Chrystal Heights." "Yes," said Lulu. "I stopped only briefly to get dressed- I was naked, after all- and then sped away from Emerald Lake with as much speed as I dared. I had been through this area...
After yesterday’s fun with Reese, his wife and Tabitha spent all afternoon in that room. When night fell, they left him with Kevin and had a ladies night. Tess and her sister were a great deal of fun, and in the seedy part of town where Tabitha knows all the right places, they had an even greater deal of fun. That fun went all through the night and into Tabitha’s hotel room. When she woke the next morning, her bed was empty, a reminder of George’s morning the day after his birthday. But there...
Hi friends,This is sameer here again. Thank you for responding to my earlier story with megha. Am back with another real story with my lecturer in BE.Let me introduce her to you. Her name is Devi (name changed). She is one of the lecturer in our BE course. She is from tamilnadu and right from day one we were close since even am a tamilian. We developed a good rapport with each other. We used to share our happiness and sorrow. About her looks, she was fair, bit bulky, juicy lips, bit butt since...