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========================================================= Jill's new Anatomy and Physiology teacher was, in less words than does him justice, hot. Very hot. He still had a tinge of an Irish accent in his voice as he lectured. It was Jill's favorite class. His name was Mr. Brendan Moore. Even though he was a teacher, he still seemed very casual. And since he taught at an all girls school, he was popular. All the girls said that they wanted "More of Moore". Now, Jill was also...
Introduction: Sexy girl at an all girls school left alone with the teacher when her grades begin to fall. Sorry everyone, its a bit cliche but its my first story. So go easy on me. Constructive critiques are always accepted. Chapter 2 will be coming if I get good reviews or good/helpful feedback. Thank you ========================================================= Jills new Anatomy and Physiology teacher was, in less words than does him justice, hot. Very hot. He still had a tinge of an Irish...
After twenty minutes, her head suddenly leaned off my chest, and she kissed me. "That's enough; I think I'm ready to go home. Are you ready to come with me?""I've never been more ready, Rebecca."She smirked at me and lazily got off me.Although, she did grab her bra and panties, though, as I leaned up with her. "Well, flattery did get you everywhere, but I want to give you something else," she mentioned, before bringing both of them to my hands. "Just as a memento of this day where you...
TeenThe Maze The summer had been long, hot and dry, the heat seemed eternal. At long last summer had lost its grip and autumn had come. The first leaves began to change as the main street of this little town known as Moore unfurled its décor in preparation for the annual Labor Day parade. Moore wasn’t really big enough to be considered for a notation on the state map, the only thing the town had to offer was a gas station, a bar, and corn, row upon row, field after field, nothing but corn. By...
CHAPTER 3: DR. JENNA MOOREAfter Amy went back to bed, I spent more time looking over Dr. Moore’s biographical information more thoroughly. I understood that Sam felt it would be worth my while to spend some time with her, but what was it about her that would be different than the others I had already given the better part of three days to? A very quick review made me think he might be right. Then, I began thinking there might be something very wrong with this woman.She was indeed about my age,...
We walked down the stair well to his building, he led the way shaking his head. "God damn son, I've seen a lot in my time, but never cyborgs and zombies, this is a banner day for me, hell atlantis never even had cyborgs." He said amazed. I was begging to think he was crazy. "Atlantis?" I asked skeptical. "Yeah, it wasn't in the atlantic though, its under Antarctica." he said We came to what looked like a vault door and he punched in some numbers in the keypad, he then leaned...
Info: Aiden Moore, 18, of Daytona Beach Florida stars in his first of three gay bukkake films "50 Dicks, 1 Boy". Filming takes place at a privately owned Denny's restaurant in Tampa Bay Florida, with casting having taken nearly 3 months to complete due to strict STD testing. While the title claims to have 50 participants for the bukkake, only 48 arrived for the filming. A secret spilled by one of the participants was that even with 48 men, the producer did not feel there was enough semen in the...
GayAuthors note: feel completely free to add chapters. Im really curious what people come up with. The world is on the brink of a golden age. Steam engines are in mass production, nico tesla just became a millionaire and the world is prosperous... but under the surface darker things brew... prosperity breeds boredom and boredom invites challenge. Cults of elder gods lie in wait praying for a conflict that will bring about beautiful chaos and madness to wreak upon the blissfully unaware world. Mad...
FantasyI'd forgotten him in the course of 7 years, but when we got together again, it was for keeps. I'd also newly discovered sex and the art and gentle strokes oral sex ushered, and I was in afterglow heaven. Peter taught me everything I know about sex, I taught him to have a grand sense of adventure. What a pair of .... we are. Those times were puntuated with the freak shows we'd given on an AmTrak train to see his mother, the ten minute doggy style bangfest in Trump Tower elevator,...
My sister, Ivanka, is so sexy and nice, I must have her. Every guy wants her. Her body is perfect, her tits are a little larger than a handful, her body nice and thin at 5 foot and 11 inches, framed by her long, trim legs. Her face was angelic with hazel eyes and her face was beautiful, her hair golden blonde, long, wavy and soft. I get a boner every time I look at her. She knows she's sexy, because all the guys do that around her, even me. She seems to like looking at me, sometimes she...
"I asked you a question, who are you?" she whined, shooting me a dirty look. "Were you just watching me, and did you jack off too?"I failed to look at her and covered my face with both hands.Although, then she grabbed one of my hands and yanked me out of the stall. "You sick bastard," she blasted me, grabbing her undergarments. "You stole my bra and panties and jacked off into them as you watched me pleasure myself? What the hell is the matter with you? Can't you respect a woman's...
Teen"Oh, there is the woman," I mumbled, peeking at her walking down the hall. "Rebecca Moore, the sexiest woman in school."She failed to look at me, but I watched her sexy figure walk right past me."And once again, it seems like you don't know I exist, we're in different worlds. Well, she is a sexy popular girl staying late for basketball practice. I'm just a guy completely out of her league, rummaging through my locker right now because I had detention," I whispered, just before my eyes...
VoyeurSunny had explained that she would be useless to me during the day, she could not go outside with out risking instant skin cancer as she put it, so seeing as it was already late or early depending on how you look at it, we had back to the no tell motel where I had the Doc stashed. "Whoa 3P0 I ain't that easy, you gotta wine and dine a girl first." Sunny said looking up at the shitty hotel. "Im not, this is where my friend is hidden." I said. "Dude seriously? Look man I got some safe...
Idin, Sunny, a women named Morgana who I was just introduced to and an Arab man who refused introductions all sat around the table in Idin's conference room. Sunny upon seeing me had nearly tackled me in a hug, after she let me go she had guided me to the conference room. "Well now that we are all here, let me get everyone up to date." Idin said. Everyone nodded. "Yes please." Morgana said smiling at Idin give him a seductive look. I saw Idin shift uncomfortably and nod. "Well I...
Her mind wandered back to the days when her and 'Cooky' would happily play around Essex Cricket Club. Her bowling and him practising his cover drives. Cooky had moved down after finishing at Bedford School. He was a bright young man and Manning knew he was destined for greatness. Often she would tell him how his batting resembled that of Bradman or Sobers. She knew teasing him would make him horny and she could cop a grope of his cock after nets. One summers afternoon, amidst the start of...
Light sparkled from the huge chandelier and reflected from the thousands of diamonds encrusting the women in attendance. While an orchestra played softly from one corner of the room, tuxedo clad waiters with white gloves circulated silver trays of champagne and caviar. A small circle of Cabinet members talked quietly with the President. A long string of black limousines was still pulling up outside and passes were being checked against the guest list. Suddenly there was a perceptible pause...
“shame she isn’t a virgin the President. Our clients like virgins too." The president by the name of Donald Trump looked the girl over. She was young, in her twenties, small well formed breasts, blonde shoulder length hair and skinny body. Her clothes consisted of a T shirt and canvas trousers. on her feet she wore old leather sandals. “What's your name?" asked the President. “Tomi Lahren from Fox News" the girl answered. “Well Tomi Lahren, you belong to us now. Our organization has...
Nicole Arbour. Lesbian madam. 40 years old, 5’ 10” tall, leggy, athletic, strong. And stacked. Like a brick house. 50E-24-38. Shoulder-length thick blonde hair. Bright red lipstick, toenails, and fingernails. Golden tan from sunbathing in the nude. Neatly trimmed pussy. A real, live Amazon queen. Nicole had been supplying beautiful American blondes to Kayleigh McEnany’s escort service. A very lucrative partnership. Kayleigh had double-crossed Donald Jr and Eric. Embezzling from the Trump was...
My sister, Ivanka, is so sexy and nice, I must have her. Every guy wants her. Her body is perfect, her tits are a little larger than a handful, her body nice and thin at 5 foot and 11 inches, framed by her long, trim legs. Her face was angelic with hazel eyes and her face was beautiful, her hair golden blonde, long, wavy and soft. I get a boner every time I look at her. She knows she's sexy, because all the guys do that around her, even me. She seems to like looking at me, sometimes she...
My mom, Marla, had let me live with my daddy Donald. Daddy became abusive towards me, calling me mean names and hitting me whenever I was bad. Now, I know all parents hit their kids, but I'm not talking about a slap on the ass. I'm talking about being slapped in the face and even punched. Two months after I turned x, he created a special punishment. He would tie me to a table he had in the basement, which he called the punishment table, then whip me with a leather strap. A month after that...
Nicole Arbour. Lesbian madam. 40 years old, 5’ 10” tall, leggy, athletic, strong. And stacked. Like a brick house. 50E-24-38. Shoulder-length thick blonde hair. Bright red lipstick, toenails, and fingernails. Golden tan from sunbathing in the nude. Neatly trimmed pussy. A real, live Amazon queen. Nicole had been supplying beautiful American blondes to Kayleigh McEnany’s escort service. A very lucrative partnership. Kayleigh had double-crossed Donald Jr and Eric. Embezzling from the Trump was...
A couple of times when we were in the room alone and she greeted me with a kiss I took hold of her chin and kissed her on the mouth. She would give a nervous little giggle but I could tell it upset her some. After a few times of this, she began giving me a quick peck on the lips of her own free will, I think she looked upon it as a game. Once when she had come in from school I was standing in the kitchen alone and when we hugged and kissed I held her and forced my tongue in her mouth. She...
Mom had run off to L.A. a few months before, unable to take the stress of Dad’s drinking and temper any longer, leaving me alone with him in our big house in New York City. Mom hoped to get in the movies somehow. She once even said she’d even suck some producer’s penis until it shot gobs of cum into her mouth if it would get her a job on TV. Things had been going OK. I had settled into a routine of going to school, coming home and doing homework, and then cooking dinner. I would eat alone and...
Light sparkled from the huge chandelier and reflected from the thousands of diamonds encrusting the women in attendance. While an orchestra played softly from one corner of the room, tuxedo clad waiters with white gloves circulated silver trays of champagne and caviar. A small circle of Cabinet members talked quietly with the President. A long string of black limousines was still pulling up outside and passes were being checked against the guest list. Suddenly there was a perceptible pause...
Nicole Arbour. Lesbian madam. 40 years old, 5’ 10” tall, leggy, athletic, strong. And stacked. Like a brick house. 50E-24-38. Shoulder-length thick blonde hair. Bright red lipstick, toenails, and fingernails. Golden tan from sunbathing in the nude. Neatly trimmed pussy. A real, live Amazon queen. Nicole had been supplying beautiful American blondes to Kayleigh McEnany’s escort service. A very lucrative partnership. Kayleigh had double-crossed Donald Jr and Eric. Embezzling from the Trump was...
Light sparkled from the huge chandelier and reflected from the thousands of diamonds encrusting the women in attendance. While an orchestra played softly from one corner of the room, tuxedo clad waiters with white gloves circulated silver trays of champagne and caviar. A small circle of Cabinet members talked quietly with the President. A long string of black limousines was still pulling up outside and passes were being checked against the guest list. Suddenly there was a perceptible pause...
This story is short but will be continued! Only my second submitted story! Jillian smiled with excitement when the doorbell rang. She stood up from the couch and walked over to the door and upon opening it her smile got even bigger because the person on the other side was the pizza delivery boy she had been hoping for. He was tall, lean, somewhat nerdy looking with glasses and shaggy brown hair, precisely what Jillian wanted for her experiment. She looked at his name tag and it said Caleb, yes...
IncestWe had stayed at the base until sun down, by that time Idin had one of his companies on site doing clean up work, Morgana and Merlin had teleported away almost as soon as we got back to the base from the tracks. Elise said very little, I got the impression her and Idin didn't get along, and I kept catching her scowling at me, Sunny wouldn't leave my side. Once the sun was down Elise left with out saying a word to any of us, Idin simply shrugged, he was busy working on the bases computer...
We begin this week’s show with a shot of a collection of impressive, modern tower blocks. Each has a different style, format, and color. From browns, to greys, to whites. Lots of windows and lots of balconies. We move along a new, black-topped road, toward the towers, noting the lack of old buildings, and the lack of greenery (a few freshly planted trees and a flower bed, nothing more). There’s an ornamental sculpture up ahead at the side of the road – it looks like a stack of cubes twisted...
Manning arrived and stepped out of the limousine. She had got changed. She was wearing white adidas trainers, cream coloured shorts, a white Hollister polo shirt which showed her white bra and a white adidas cap. For some reason she was wearing another pair of Oakley shades, white this time. Trump had never seen anyone look like this, it was a bold look that was for sure, but it was one that Manning pulled off with effortless ease. Manning was walked to the door by the secret service detail,...
Alan was in his office putting together the days agenda. There wasn't a huge amount pressing but tensions in Syria were mounting. The recent insurgent uprising meant that there was pressure on the US to send ground troops into the region to support the UN peace keeping forces already there. Alan had been with Trump for 20 years, supporting his business dealings and helping him out of numerous scrapes. But something was different this time, the last time he had been this obsessed with...
"Been busy?" Lydia enquired. "You could say that," Manning began before heading to the bar and ordering another five Hooch's. Alan Saltmayor saw the woman bowl back into the bar, with her Oakleys shading her eyes and fixed his gaze on her. She had a brief interaction with one or two of the other girls before ordering a mammoth round of drinks at the bar which she seemed to be tackling by herself. Saltmayor approached her. "Hi, I'm Alan Saltmayor, the President's Chief of...
Trumped up punishments Chapter 1: PreparationsPrologue: If I have to live in a world that has a President of the United States named Trump in it, then at least I want it to be a world in which students with discipline problems can be properly punished! President Trump, as he commenced his second term, signed an executive order under which corporal punishment was reinstated in all public schools in the United States. Schools were given great latitude in implementing the change; the only way for...
He had enjoyed shoving his cock up the young ladies arse and in turn was strangely turned on by having Manning's massive member in his own anus but he knew it was wrong. He was sure that he needed to take action, things had got horribly out of hand on the flight, he could not allow it to go on. ********** 'What is happening?' Lydia's mind raced as she considered the last few hours. She had quickly formulated a plan back in her hotel room but things had spiralled badly since. ...
He made his way over to the Roosevelt desk. He decided he wouldn't bother with a tie today he only had a few appointments, one of which was with the England Women's cricket team. Whatever cricket was. He was sure an advisor would inform him so he didn't look stupid. His shirt and trousers were freshly pressed and his hair flopped over his head like a gentle willow. Margaret, his trusty aid who had got him out of many a scrape, called through. Ajay wanted to see him about further tax...
Trumped Up Punishments – Chapter 6Sex Ed Classes“Mummy, please, don’t make me go to school! I just cannot face any more of this. Just look what they did to me!” Rebecca pointed to her red, sore breasts and angry welts on her upper thighs, the result of brutal punishment inflicted during an assembly of her whole school. “If you don’t go, they will kick you out. They should not have that satisfaction. We are going to deal with this the right way. I have reported Mr. Warner to the police and we...
Trumped-Up Punishments – Chapter 2: ExecutionsA large punishment horse was wheeled onto the stage by one of the security guards. This had been specifically manufactured to Mr. Barton’s specifications: it allowed the culprit to be firmly secured in any position desired. There were Velcro straps all over it, allowing endless possibilities. While one of the guards took Burt’s arm and moved him over to the contraption, the voice warned that the use of video equipment was strictly prohibited and...
Nervously, Texas Senator Ted Cruz sat outside of the Oval Office. He stared at his shoes, tried to clear his mind, but was unable. From inside, he could hear the sounds of President Donald Trump yelling and cursing, having a terrible fit, though the exact content was lost other than the occasional, "...you fucking loser..!" "...a goddamned imbecile is what you are! Get out! You're finished..!"Finally, the door to the Oval Office opened, and out ran an aide - an ex-aide by the look of it -...
Mike Pompeo arrived in Beijing on a special kind of vacation reserved to the men of his status and connections, which needless to say were numerous and well maintained. The purpose of the trip to the capital of China was to see several women hang by the neck until dead, women sentenced to die on gallows for drug trafficking. Pompeo, being a man of spiritual, as well as physical exploration, took interest in Mainland hangings, for one of his friends , Peter Navarro, had already gone to China...
Matthew Pottinger did just as he was told, running his hands up and down Candace Owen’s voluptuous body, caressing her ebony skin, squeezing her meaty breasts, and stroking her big, round ass while she writhed and squirmed. “Candace” – pretty name, pretty girl. Built like a brick house. Real hot body. Big, tall, and busty. 5’ 5”. 135lbs. 33-26-34. DD cup. Smooth ebony skin. Long, thick, curly black hair glistened with mousse. Leggy. Big, firm tits. Full, round ass. Dressed nice and slutty....
I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
After about the third or fourth day, she sees an island covered with trees. She knows she is far from main land and has not seen any one else since the day she left. She does not see any sign of another person on the island and there is no sign of land anywhere else. She smiles and begins to load up the raft. Once that is finished, she strips down and pulls out a pair of white, seamless pantyhose. She pushes her tiny foot into the leg and pulls the nylon up. Then she pulls the other leg on....
Although a light snow had been falling since shortly after we left St. Louis, we were making good time, and I felt at peace as we drove through southern Indiana. Despite my family's tendency to transform into Dysfunction Junction, the snow and the impending holiday festivities put me in a good spirit and brought my mind back to a Christmas many years ago. It was 1982, and I had turned x three months earlier. I had passed through that awkward phase of puberty and was an attractive kid; I...
*** The White House bunker is half-empty or half-full, it depends on how you'd see it. The place is not very big, designed to take about 100 customers in, but now only 40 or 50 customers are sitting at the tables and they all are men. To be exact, they all are Republican politicians. It's also clearly visible, that they are quite wealthy businessmen. They are dressed up very formally in dark or grey suits. They wear valuable rings on their fingers and they drink expensive drinks. Some of...
I was deer hunting several ridges over from my new house. I had taken a position high on a hill up in the tree so I could overlook the whole valley. About 9 Am; I saw movement on the other side of the creek coming down the hill. As I looked through my scope up and down the beach for something interesting to spot. There was nothing except I could see that it was the liberal news host Ana Kasparian and their property had numerous "No Hunting" signs posted. It was over a 300 yard shot and I...
Although a light snow had been falling since shortly after we left St. Louis, we were making good time, and I felt at peace as we drove through southern Indiana. Despite my family's tendency to transform into Dysfunction Junction, the snow and the impending holiday festivities put me in a good spirit and brought my mind back to a Christmas many years ago. It was 1982, and I had turned x three months earlier. I had passed through that awkward phase of puberty and was an attractive kid; I...
Ashli was one of these females in the military. She, however, was determined not to be placed in that "Air Force Slut" category. In the beginning, everything went according to plan. She attended her training and made it to her air base with her reputation still intact. The past few hours, however, have changed her life forever. Let me start at the beginning. Ashli came from a lower-middle-class family, in the lower middle part of San Diego. At 18 years old, she saw the military as a perfect...
I was deer hunting several ridges over from my new house. I had taken a position high on a hill up in the tree so I could overlook the whole valley. About 9 Am; I saw movement on the other side of the creek coming down the hill. As I looked through my scope up and down the beach for something interesting to spot. There was nothing except I could see that it was the liberal news host Ana Kasparian and their property had numerous "No Hunting" signs posted. It was over a 300 yard shot and I...
Matthew Pottinger did just as he was told, running his hands up and down Candace Owen’s voluptuous body, caressing her ebony skin, squeezing her meaty breasts, and stroking her big, round ass while she writhed and squirmed. “Candace” – pretty name, pretty girl. Built like a brick house. Real hot body. Big, tall, and busty. 5’ 5”. 135lbs. 33-26-34. DD cup. Smooth ebony skin. Long, thick, curly black hair glistened with mousse. Leggy. Big, firm tits. Full, round ass. Dressed nice and slutty....
I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
Mike Pompeo arrived in Beijing on a special kind of vacation reserved to the men of his status and connections, which needless to say were numerous and well maintained. The purpose of the trip to the capital of China was to see several women hang by the neck until dead, women sentenced to die on gallows for drug trafficking. Pompeo, being a man of spiritual, as well as physical exploration, took interest in Mainland hangings, for one of his friends , Peter Navarro, had already gone to China...
"Here is another one for you," the man said pushing the young girl into the White House bunker. “Another traitor from the street, totally useless, but will bring us something.” “Maybe," said the woman. “She is very young.” “The younger the better," said the woman with a smile. “Shame she isn’t a virgin, madam. Our clients like virgins too." The woman by the name of Marsha Blackburn looked the girl over. She was young, in her twenties, with small well-formed breasts, blonde...
I had played the bugle when in the army cadets at school, and when I joined the RAF as an aircraft apprentice I hoped to continue my musical career, but now as a trumpeter there being no buglers in the RAF. Trumpeters at RAF Halton played reveille, lights out, fall in, and all other applicable military trumpet calls, on the long stemmed cavalry trumpet, which I found much more difficult to master than the bugle. There was also the fact trumpet practice was held every evening, which became an...
Whilst it had been Manning that had passed up the opportunity to fuck Trump, it did not mean she wasn't horny. Given the amount of male interaction she'd had in the last few hours she longed to dip her cock into a soaking wet minge. It had been tough for Manning growing up as a 'woman' with massive tits and an equally huge dick. She'd been the subject of many a cruel whisper during her school years but as she grew up so she grew into herself. She learnt to make the most of the 'tools'...
Trumped Up Punishments 14 – Merit-based rewardsJonathan could not wait until the afternoon. He was one of the top students at Millennium High, and until today his good grades and merits had been their own reward. Two weeks previously, Headmaster Barton had called him into his office and asked him if he would enjoy playing an active role in punishing his female fellow students, starting with the November ‘open’ punishment assembly. As a start, he would be asked to whip Ibby on her spread vulva...
Trumped Up Punishments - Chapter 13 - The Rise of the Spanking MachinesMonday, 6 November. The first Monday of the new month had arrived. The students of Millennium High had been informed in early October that the normal early morning punishment assembly would be reinstated, not just for the first Monday of each month, but for every Monday … The first Monday of each month would have an additional punishment assembly in the afternoon, one open to the public. This would be reserved for more...
Trumped Up Punishments – Chapter 11: Private Fundraiser IIbby and Rebecca, both naked, were waiting for the continuation of their ordeal in a small room backstage. Neither of them said anything. They had both been punished in front of the whole school, some select alumni and members of the public willing to pay to witness their punishments. While Eloise had been punished for trying to be funny in class (in a somewhat lewd way), Rebecca felt that all her punishments, and there had been two in...