Mason The Lies Told Part 2
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Mason: Letter 06Figaro, Thank you for replying to my last letter, I understand where you are coming from I just don't like being kept in the dark. I truly appreciate all you do for me but I think it would be better if we could work together from now on. Once again the crazy saga off my life rolls full steam ahead, I'm not sure when I will be able to write again so I will try and fit as much into this letter as I can. I was happy to hear that you were doing ok, when I read your letter it was...
Dear Figaro,This week has just been so fucking crazy, I will do my best to fit everything in. I just do not know what is happening with my life right now. I seem to have such high points and then really low points, I just want it to even out but I don't think that will happen any time soon. So I finally met Theo's pen pal Brad. After I found the strange letter I just went to bed and didn't hear them come back from their day out exploring. I was going to the kitchen after a crap night sleep,...
My name is Madden. I am a nineteen year old freshman in college. Due to the fact that I live at school, I only come home on occasion. This is a story about one of those times. My youngest brother, Mason, a senior in college, also is in the same predicament, and we usually are never home at the same time anymore, except for on special occasions like birthdays and Christmas. I have to say, we were both presently surprised at this turn of events.I had been home for two hours when Mason walked...
IncestMason: Letter 05Dear Figaro, I have resigned myself to the fact that my life is a rollercoaster, I tried to fight it, but it's taking too much of a toll on my mental health, I will be much happier if I just roll with the punches. It feels like I am living a movie, everyone seems to have secrets or hidden agendas, I plan on just writing and working and focusing on myself. I will keep you posted on how that works out.Anyways how have you been? I am sorry once again but I am not sure when I will...
Dear Figaro, How have you been? I have literally been rushed off my feet, I have had the craziest two weeks. My life has been just working, sleeping, planning and doing my writing course. Theo asked if his pen pal could move in for a few days, I said yes, he hasn't said anything but I can sense that his nose is out of joint now that I am not at home as much to hang out or fool around. It will be good for him to have a play thing, I will let you know how that goes.I went on a night out with...
Dear Figaro,How are you? So glad you received my last letter and you enjoyed it. Things have been moving at such a fast pace I barely have a moment to myself. Not complaining though. Not sure I will get a chance to make it up to visit you this month unfortunately, between my writing course and making videos I just can't see it happening any time soon but it is on my to do list, promise.So after the screen test, I just settled back into my usual routine of writing, I was very anxious to hear...
Dear Figaro,Sorry about the late reply, I have been so busy lately, hope you have been well. It feels really odd to be writing letters rather than emails but I guess you're not getting much access to computers given your current situation. I still feel terrible about what happened the last time we met, I will try my best to get up to see you soon. I will look up the visiting times and let you know.Since the last time I wrote you, Lockie finally got back to me and arranged a screen test for me...
-This story is fictional- I was so happy and i started getting hard. Also it wasn't a two second kiss, it was like a 20 second kiss. In the middle of our hot amazing kiss Jake walked in and screamed!!!!!!!. Its not what it looks like, Mason said. Then what is, said Jake. I knew i had to say something but as soon as I was about to Jake walked out. I followed him and begged him to stop but he wouldn't. I grabbed his solider he turned him around and he was crying. I asked him why he was and he...
Gemma Young paced back and forth in her living room as she furiously scolded her son. Never in her wildest dreams had she expected to come home from work to find him having sex not only with their neighbor Sarah Matthews, but with her cute daughter Ashley too! Fancy that — a mother-daughter combo! Right there in her very own bedroom! The audacity of it! To see them both kneeling before him, covered in spunk. She had been lost for words and had just stood in the doorway eyes-wide aghast. A few...
Gemma Young paced back and forth in her living room as she furiously scolded her son. Never in her wildest dreams had she expected to come home from work to find him having sex not only with their neighbor Sarah Matthews, but with her cute daughter Ashley too! Fancy that -- a mother-daughter combo! Right there in her very own bedroom! The audacity of it! To see them both kneeling before him, covered in spunk. She had been lost for words and had just stood in the doorway eyes-wide aghast. A few...
25 year old Charlotte walked nervously down the stairs holding the letter that her Mum would have to sign, her bottom stinging from the caning she had been given by Mrs. Denver just an hour or so earlier. The letter made it very clear her Mum was expected to give her a spanking before she got back to College tomorrow. Charlotte was worried a spanking today would open the flood gates, that her Mum would insist that spanking her will also be reintroduced for her at home purely for disciplinary...
SpankingMiriam had been having trouble sleeping lately, it had been such a long time since she had shared her bed, and she felt as if she’d never share it again. Her work kept her busy, which was probably why she often used the image of her boss when she masturbated. Her lack of sleep was catching up, she tried many things from meditation to Yoga. Though when her Yoga teacher started hitting on her, she had been shocked at first. He had made it sound like a compliment that with her flexibility and...
This is the final part of the story. Jenny, Charlotte, and Kelly, have all been disciplined by Mrs Denver. Three Mum’s who are spanked by the Headmistress who runs the Academy attended by their daughter’s. Each being given a Punishment Letter under the Parent Discipline Scheme. Each needing to ask for a spanking today or receive a double punishment tomorrow. This is the story of 39-year-old Kelly getting her second spanking. When Kelly parted company with Charlotte outside the Academy, she saw...
SpankingThis is the third story in the current series about Mrs Denver. She has disciplined three adults, as well as giving 42-year-old Jenny Howe her second punishment. Charlotte goes home so her Mum can discipline her again and sign her Punishment Letter. It doesn’t go as smoothly as Charlotte had hoped. 25 year old Charlotte Thomson and 39 year old Kelly Hall were both rubbing their bottoms as they walked away from the Academy, each with their Punishment Letter in their hand. Jenny stayed at the...
SpankingThis is a work of erotic fiction containing transsexual subject matter. If this material isn't your cup of tea, you would be ill-advised to continue. Feedback is welcome at [email protected] The Letter By Baby's Daddy I dropped my bag and was flipping through the mail, sorting the envelopes with half my attention as I headed into the kitchen. But when I reached the light green letter, I stopped. It was addressed to my roommate and best friend, Michael. And it would change...
The LetterThis seemed to be a typical Saturday, with Mr. Dawson mowing his lawn and the boys playing basketball in the driveway. I loved the way the sun warmed my face as I stepped beyond the shadows of the house. I thought how this was a perfect day to celebrate our fifteenth wedding anniversary. Well, it would have been except for the fact that Dave had been called away at the last minute to settle a labor problem in their east coast branch—something about a pending strike. It was unusual for...
Wife LoversMany retired gentlemen as well as young bachelors of the locality visit the Friends Club in the evening. An evening of game of Contract Bridge is a good means for spending quality time for those past the prime gentlemen, who really don’t have much of activities otherwise. One can play chess as well as a game of carrom in this club, where there is an assortment of facilities for the youth as well as the elderly gentlemen. The club is a sanctuary of sorts for those people, who want to take refuge...
THE LETTER "Come on over here Chris you're up next." Christopher Dawson glanced over at his Mom. He had been standing by himself, staring at the Christmas tree display. Resignedly he walked over to join her at the front of the line to see Santa Claus. "What is this, a funeral?" laughed his Mom. "You look like you're being sent to the dog pound." Chris smiled in spite of himself. His Mom always joked about sending him to the pound when he was getting too wild with his dog Trinka....
The girls decided to run off with the sheets. I was still descending the ladder as they dashed through the trees. Ashley led the way, but Lenore was close behind as they scurried out of the grove. I kicked off the ladder and fell the final seven feet or so to the turf. Once I was on the ground I activated the remote and after verifying that the ladder was rising and the trapdoor closing I took off after the girls. The head start the girls had was enough that they were at the gate leading to...
Alison Carter was driving to her job as a junior high English teacher and counting her blessings. She found her job very fulfilling and enjoyed being at work. In the three years she had been teaching, she had developed a reputation as a firm but fair teacher who was always in control of her classroom. She did her best to keep a usually boring subject interesting and was well-liked by her students and fellow teachers.She met her husband, Ken, during the last semester of her senior year. He was...
SpankingForm Letter by Ellie Dauber August 11, 2039 Jack Murphy 347 Hill Street Lawndale, Dakota District 57109-3518-42 308-522-M-51 This letter is to inform you that you have been randomly selected for Gender Re-Assignment, pursuant to the National Population Control Act of 2034. You are not required by the Law to accept such re-assignment, but there may be a penalty if you fail to comply with the provisions of the Act, or if the Re- Assignment Review Board rejects your...
As she sat down to open the envelope, her hands trembled. What had drawn her to the two black plastic dustbin liners in the darkest, furthest corner of her attic, she did not know - she'd only gone up there to check what was up there as she sorted through various belongings in anticipation of a forthcoming house move. But in those bin bags was an Aladdin's cave of dresses, high heeled shoes, wigs, makeup and all of the other items you'd expect to find in any well-dressed woman's...
The weather report was calling for more snow. It was Christmas Eve and she sat in her chair sipping coffee and wondered at how much more they would have before morning. The wind had picked up a bit so she knew the roads would probably be closed with snow drifts. Another Christmas spent alone it looked like. There had been plenty of those these past few years. She mused at the idea of writing a letter to Santa, and leaving it on the table with some milk and cookies, after all what would it...
Just a note.... For any first time reader of my stories from across the pond: In the UK the ground floor of a house is the first in the USA, the first floor here is the US second floor etc., and tights are US pantyhose. THE LETTER Donald Hardwick arrived in his office at eight twenty five that morning, a little earlier than his usual time of nine as he knew he would be having a busy day. His secretary Claudia Jones, with her usual efficiency, had anticipated this and had...
Jenny sat on a seat in the hallway clutching her Punishment Letter. She was still stinging from the punishment already given to her by the dominant Headmistress. Now, as her Mum was away, Mrs Denver was going to deal with her, just one hour after punishing her. She was exhilarated and pensive at the same time, still tensing her thighs and giving herself a series of mini orgasms. She still managed a wicked smile as she watched Charlotte and Kelly Hall leave the Academy, both rubbing their...
SpankingHello, just to let you know there is no graphic sex in this story, sorry. Suggest you find another author for that. Constructive critiques and comments about the story are very welcome and appreciated. Thanks for reading my story. Please enjoy. This story was inspired by the 1953 country song, ‘DEAR JOHN’ first recorded by Ferlin Huskey, then later by Skeeter Davis and others during early to late 60s. Dear John, oh how I hate to write. Dear John, I must let you know tonight. That my love...
I hurried to get to Georges house. I looked at my watch and sighed in relief as I was 7 minutes early. I had an easy gait and was soon unlocking the door and made my way to the kitchen to put away what groceries I had bought. I cocked my head as I thought I heard a noise coming from the bedroom. I took my top off as I assumed it was George so I tiptoed to the door and flung it open and went “ TAA DAA “ then immediately covered my breast and asked Geoff what he was doing in Georges bedroom. He...
I hurried to get to Georges house. I looked at my watch and sighed in relief as I was 7 minutes early. I had an easy gait and was soon unlocking the door and made my way to the kitchen to put away what groceries I had bought. I cocked my head as I thought I heard a noise coming from the bedroom. I assumed it was George so I tiptoed to the door and flung it open and went “ TAA DAA “ then immediately asked Geoff what he was doing in Georges bedroom. He waved me off with his hand then covered the...
I hurried to get to Georges house. I looked at my watch and sighed in relief as I was 7 minutes early. I had an easy gait and was soon unlocking the door and made my way to the kitchen to put away what groceries I had bought. I cocked my head as I thought I heard a noise coming from the bedroom. I assumed it was George so I tiptoed to the door and flung it open and went “ TAA DAA “ then immediately asked Geoff what he was doing in Georges bedroom. He waved me off with his hand then covered the...
I hurried to get to Georges house. I looked at my watch and sighed in relief as I was 7 minutes early. I had an easy gait and was soon unlocking the door and made my way to the kitchen to put away what groceries I had bought. I cocked my head as I thought I heard a noise coming from the bedroom. I took my top off as I assumed it was George so I tiptoed to the door and flung it open and went “ TAA DAA “ then immediately covered my breast and asked Geoff what he was doing in Georges bedroom. He...
I hurried to get to Georges house. I looked at my watch and sighed in relief as I was 7 minutes early. I had an easy gait and was soon unlocking the door and made my way to the kitchen to put away what groceries I had bought. I cocked my head as I thought I heard a noise coming from the bedroom. I assumed it was George so I tiptoed to the door and flung it open and went “ TAA DAA “ then immediately asked Geoff what he was doing in Georges bedroom. He waved me off with his hand then covered the...
I hurried to get to Georges house. I looked at my watch and sighed in relief as I was 7 minutes early. I had an easy gait and was soon unlocking the door and made my way to the kitchen to put away what groceries I had bought. I cocked my head as I thought I heard a noise coming from the bedroom. I assumed it was George so I tiptoed to the door and flung it open and went “ TAA DAA “ then immediately asked Geoff what he was doing in Georges bedroom. He waved me off with his hand then covered the...
A "Dear John" letter is a letter from one person to the other breaking off their relationship. No, my name is not John, but I did get a "Dear John" letter from my supposed loving fiancée. In today's world this letter may be in the form of email or a text message. And that's what I got, an email for God's sake. Not a hand written letter, but a damn email. Could she have been more impersonal? My name is Patrick Riley Conner and I am a computer guru specializing in the coordination of...
Once in the chapel again Jessie found a quiet corner and read the letter Carrie’s mother had just given her. She then called Bjorn over and quietly read it to him as instructed by Carrie in the same letter. That letter read as follows... Dear Jessie, No doubt you are now reading this because the inevitable has happened and I am no longer with you all. You have been a wonderful friend to me and it has been my great privilege to sing with you all these years. It was also a lot of fun to...
I wonder if anyone has ever done a survey on how husbands find out that their wives are cheating. A suspicion that causes him to look into her activities? Something overheard at a social gathering? A good friend who tells him something that the friend thinks he should know? What percentage would be because the wife or girlfriend of her lover found out and dropped a dime on the couple? I'm betting that a survey would show that the majority would find out the same way I did - by...
Like many of you, visiting this site, I've dreamed for a long, long time to be used like a piece of slave meat I am. One day I finally told myself OK, you just live once, and decided to make a deal with my girlfriend: We will both write a letter to each other about our deepest sexual fantasy.At first she was like "Nah, you already know all my fantasies". but after a little persuasion (and few more drinks), she said Yes. So we had couple more drinks and then she said " You know what? We should...
Mr. Kiritoru’s LetterIt was the strangest letter I had ever received! In fact I had not received a letter, other than bills and ads, for more than ten years. It was posted from the US and it contained a bus ticket and $100., U.S. in twenty dollar bills inside a letter inviting me to Elmira, New York to discuss making some videos in Japan. There was no other explanation, just the date, time and place to meet at the bus station.Ten years ago, at 55, I had stopped working regular jobs and survived...
Description: I looked at the letter and my world ended in flames, I thought. Edited by Barney R. Messed with afterward by me. All mistakes are mine. I looked at the letter and my world ended in flames, I thought. ‘The Day’ was normal in every way until I got home from my trip to Chicago. I was home without my wife, an event that had become all too frequent lately. I walked up to the front porch, retrieved the paper, and grabbed the mail. As per usual, it was mostly junk. I had one...
I was usually out of the flat and on the road about seven in order to get my first call in early. The post, supposedly the morning post, didn't arrive until twelve-thirty or even later some days. So I would get to read any correspondence later in the evening after getting my paperwork done and cooking a meal. I picked up the mail and sorted it in my usual manner. One letter stood out and I sat down in shock, recognising Jas's handwriting immediately. I couldn't open it, not knowing what...
Lloyd had collapsed a few feet away into a comfortable living room chair. His cock remained wet from his wife’s pussy, and a few drips of semen remained on the head. Alice stowed the large reflector she’d been using to help Matt with the lighting, and swooped in, gobbling down the cock. After a minute of surging her mouth around his nearly flaccid tool, she pulled off. “Yummy. You taste especially good: Jean’s pussy juice and your cum all mixed together. What a nice cocktail.” She went right...
When I came in from the garden the envelope was waiting in the usual place,on top of the kitchen table. I picked it up, trying to keep my fingers fromtrembling and failing badly. As always, it was cream-coloured paper, heavy and expensive. My name wasprinted on the front in black ink, elaborately scripted. I opened it andextracted the single sheet of paper from within. It was equally expensive, soheavy that it was verging on card. It had been folded into three, the creasessharp enough that...
My Own Scarlet Letter By Couture I glanced down at my watch. Threeo' five. Katie was supposed to have been here five minutes ago. I checkedmy desk to make sure I had everything. Yes, it was all there. My grade bookand copies of her old tests. Three o' six. She was now six minutes late, but it felt like thirty. I felta drop of perspiration make its way from my underarm down my side. Okay, whenshe gets here, make sure she doesn't close the door, I reminded myself. Whywas I worried? She might not...
"I don't care how much it costs, I don't want to have to see or deal with that bitch again!" Cynthia Rodgers, Early's divorce attorney gave him the look, the one that said "stop acting like a child and join the real world." "Early, all the money in the world can't keep you from seeing her in court if she fights this. She's one of the best lawyers in the state, for God's sake. Even with all the evidence you have she can drag this out long enough to wipe you out and make me a very...
It was about a month after Christie and I began sleeping together that Diane's death was brought back to the surface again. I had been on the road for the full week and when I arrived home late Friday afternoon, I was greeted in the usual loving manner by my new companion. "Welcome home, my man," she said, embracing me and kissing me with a now familiar passion. "Your woman has been doing without your loving for too long. You'll get the formal welcome a little later." "I've been...
Helena woke up at 6am and gently made love to her sleepy husband. Helena was riding on his hard prick when Fred finally stirred and saw the wonderful sight of Helena, with her boobs bouncing up and down. He reached out and started to massage them. Pinching the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. She screamed with delight which made Fred shoot a full load into the hungry pussy of Helena. They rested together in the after glow of love making. They showered together then dressed for...
Three days passed without any word from Marsha and I was beginning to think that I had lost her forever. I knew that I couldn't run after her. If there were any chance for us it would have to be on my terms. I resigned myself to the fact that if I took her back that Chilly may be part of the equation. I wasn't sure I could handle that, but I wasn't sure I could handle losing Marsha either. The only thing I was sure of was that Marsha would have to tell me everything or I would not even...
+++++++++ I was not there the day this happened – I had been there on other days – and was again after this. So this is fiction – just a letter such a I might have been writing home on that day. But the facts are real – this is what it was really like. +++++++++ 5 December, 1965 My Love, I ache- what can I say? You’re 12,000 miles away and I miss you, I miss your thighs and taste of your body. I see in the stars the gleam of your eyes gazing up at me and the satiated smirk- the cat that...
I sat at my computer, opened a blank document and began to type my letter. I’d been meaning to get this down for years, but the timing never felt right and I think I’ve been a little nervous about writing it down.‘How do I tell this story without sounding crazy?’ I thought reading the Dear over and over. ‘I just need to type it all out and then take out the inappropriate parts.’I looked up and stared at the blank wall across from me then closed my eyes. The last Halloween that I didn’t...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIt has been 9 years since we last had contact and I am finally writing the letter. I have been throwing the idea in the air for a year now of whether or not to do so since our last conversation was awkward and unfinished. I have been wanting to explain to you why I did what I did and wanted to apologize for the hurt I caused you. I reread the letter one last time to make sure everything I want to say is said.********Sir,I know I left without warning and without explanation. It was so close to...
Love StoriesMy darling, dearest and only love, This letter is going to hurt your pride, your ego and your love for me and for others. You know that I believe in re-incarnation, and also that the soul of any man or woman remains around his loved ones until satisfied that everything is fine. If things do not turn out fine — the soul, in the form of a ghost, will cause troubles to those loved ones. I am in that position. After 14 years of marriage I must confess to you about things I did that you knew...
This is the third story in the current series about Mrs Denver. She has disciplined three adults, as well as giving 42-year-old Jenny Howe her second punishment. Charlotte goes home so her Mum can discipline her again and sign her Punishment Letter. It doesn’t go as smoothly as Charlotte had hoped. 25 year old Charlotte Thomson and 39 year old Kelly Hall were both rubbing their bottoms as they walked away from the Academy, each with their Punishment Letter in their hand. Jenny stayed at the...
Introduction:Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure, also known as Fanny Hill is a novel by John Cleland. Written in 1749, it is considered the first erotic novel, and has became a byword for the battle of censorship of erotica. Fanny's story, as she falls into prostitution and then rises to respectability, takes the form of a confession that is coloured by copious and explicit physiological details of her carnal adventures.During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I...
"Dearest Amy, I know you hate me now, and I've lost the most important person in my life, but I must tell you that I never meant to hurt you. How could I, I'm in love with you. Leave it to me, your old pal Ronda, to fuck up a life long friendship. If I could take it back, I would. It's just that you seemed to like what I was doing and one thing just led to another. I also realize that I made another dumb-ass mistake. I talked to Mrs. Langston, but I was hysterical, you know how I get....
It has been 9 years since we last had contact and I am finally writing the letter. I have been throwing the idea in the air for a year now of whether or not to do so since our last conversation was awkward and unfinished. I have been wanting to explain to you why I did what I did and wanted to apologize for the hurt I caused you. I reread the letter one last time to make sure everything I want to say is said. ********** Sir, I know I left without warning and without explanation. It was so close...
Jenny sat on a seat in the hallway clutching her Punishment Letter. She was still stinging from the punishment already given to her by the dominant Headmistress. Now, as her Mum was away, Mrs Denver was going to deal with her, just one hour after punishing her. She was exhilarated and pensive at the same time, still tensing her thighs and giving herself a series of mini orgasms. She still managed a wicked smile as she watched Charlotte and Kelly Hall leave the Academy, both rubbing their...
25 year old Charlotte walked nervously down the stairs holding the letter that her Mum would have to sign, her bottom stinging from the caning she had been given by Mrs. Denver just an hour or so earlier. The letter made it very clear her Mum was expected to give her a spanking before she got back to College tomorrow. Charlotte was worried a spanking today would open the flood gates, that her Mum would insist that spanking her will also be reintroduced for her at home purely for disciplinary...
The Letter By: Janet Jean My fianc?e finds my stash of "women's clothing." I hadn't found the right moment to tell her about Janet Jean. My procrastination could cost me the woman I love. My Dearest Carol I have sent this letter to you "registered." I will know when you have received this, but what I won't know is if you have read it. Honey, I pray you read this. When you found my stash of women's clothes yesterday you said some very mean, nasty, and hurtful t...
A boys Christmas Letter By Princess Dear Santa I do not know if you will ever get this letter. All I want for Christmas is to be a boy. I do not know if you even exist. But if you do exist, or if God exists please hear me please. Maybe I was very bad and I deserve all of this and If this is some punishment for what I have done can you please help me understand. I do not know if you even know me or if you have forgotten me. All I want for Christmas is to be allowed to be a boy again....