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Une chaude prof asservie 1 Hot teacher enslaved 1 Coulybaca / Auteur inconnu Madame Lucy Harper, du haut de ses 43 ans ?tait fi?re de ses formes acad?miques. Faire classe ?tait sa vocation ! La semaine pr?c?dente elle avait pris un de ses ?l?ves ? tricher lors d'un test sous les sifflements admiratifs de ses condisciples lorsqu'elle tourna le dos. Elle avait l'habitude de ces sifflets d'admirateurs m?les lorsqu?elle se d?hanchait devant eux en rentrant chez elle. Il n'y avait pas de miracle, son 95 c faisait t...
Ce matin on ma apportée une tenue mini ,caraco ,tanga bas ,escarpin ,flushia ,a midi Assan vient me chercher il est nu une queue impressionnante plus de quarante centimètres de long mes deux mains n arrivent pas à en faire le tour il m invite à boire un coup c est a dire lui faire une pipe pour cela il me fait empaler sur un énorme pal mes pieds ne touchent pas le sol je prend tant bien que mal sa bite en bouche il décharge presque aussitôt un colosse met une coupelle pour récupérer le trop...
le 2 avril 2018. Hier dans la matinée, Karine m'appelle sur mon portable (une copine rencontrée à l'Amphibi) pour me demander si je si disponible pour un plan cul c'est son mari (Henri) qui l'organise avec une "Maitresse" qu'il a découvert en allant sur son blog. Il veut éduquer Karine, qu'elle apprenne à se soumettre pour mieux la dominée, enfin bref je les ai rejoins. Henri, à beaucoup parlé de lui, de ces performances, bien installé dans un beau fauteuil un verre de Wiskys à la main.La...
Je n’ai pas dormi de la nuit. Attaché comme ça avec la peur au ventre. Je ne vois rien et au moindre bruit me fait sursauter J’ai tellement froid. Quand je commence a voir les premières lueurs du jour, je suis soulager. Le livreur n’est pas venu et mon calvaire va être fini. Je commence a sentir le soleil me réchauffer la peau et commence a somnoler. Il me réveiller avec l’eau de la hose. -Et puis salope passer une belle nuit. Moi j’ai dormi comme un bebe -Oui maitre j’ai passé une belle nuit...
L'année commença sous de très bons auspices. J'étais un peu chagrind'avoir du réveillonner au Noël chez l'oncle parisien. D'astreintej'avais été victime et de mon statut de jeune et de célibataire. Onm'assurait que l'année prochaine on m'épargnerait me laissant pour celarejoindre ma province. En attendant je décidais de prendre en bonne partcette circonstance. De toute façon j'avais une forte complicité avec mononcle. Outre d'être un partenaire remarquable de pétanque il n'aimaitpas moins que...
La ville de Fort-Sépia était un endroit sans histoire. Les jours et les nuits qui s'y écoulaient se déroulaient généralement sans imprévus, et le soir ou commence cette histoire ne semblait pas faire exception à la règle. Au milieu des maisons plongées dans l'obscurité, une seule se démarquait. Ses fenêtres allumées et les silhouettes qui bougeaient, sans parler de la musique qui se faisait entendre jusqu'à l'extérieur semblaient indiquer que ses occupants ne dormaient pas. A l'intérieur, la...
FantasyDes fois il y a des journées comme ça qui sont faites pour mal se passer… On ne sait pas pourquoi mais cela arrive. Est-ce à cause des astres? Ou bien de ce qu'on appelle le destin? Ou pour les plus superstitieux d'entre nous, est-ce à cause d'un sortilège ou d'une malédiction? Personne ne peut le dire… Ce qui est sûr c'est que quand une journée est partie pour mal tourner, c'est difficile de changer cela! Nous avons justement rendez-vous avec une jeune fille qui va connaître une telle journée....
Parti quelques jours en Dordogne avec Alain nous décidons de visiter Château et grottes. A l'office du tourisme, nous trouvons une promenade sympa à faire. La visite d’anciennes mines. Pour cette visite, nous enfilons de vieilles fringues pour ne pas risquer de les bousiller. Autant dire que je ne ressemble à rien. Nous arrivons au lieu du rendez-vous. Il y a une une mère et son fils et une famille avec trois ados. Il ne nous restait plus qu’à attendre notre guide. Une jolie fille arrive et...
(WIP renommage des personnage avec le "nouveau" systeme de variables) Julie vivait dans un petit appartement avec ses parents : (Bruno) Bruno et (Valérie) Valérie DURAND. Au lycée, Julie n'était pas la plus jolie fille, mais elle n'était pas non plus dans la catégorie des moches. Ses parents s'étaient connus à l'époque dans ce même lycée d'ailleurs. Le couple resta amoureux, même si quelques temps après la grossesse de Valérie n'était pas prévue, et ils se marièrent avant la naissance de Julie,...
Une dame de beaut? By Kathy Smith Sidney Horowitz, PhD was a theoretical physicist at Cal Tech. He was 59 years old and he has 3 adult children. The children, 2 women and 1 man - 2 are physicians and one of the daughter's is a physicist like him. His wife was a Professor at Cal Tech too but she, Helen Green, is in History of Art Dept. Sidney and Helen is a wonderful pair. He is about 100 pounds too heavy, bald and always has wrinkled jackets and pants. Helen is just perfect, all t...
The Grimoire By Morpheus Zachary Taylor smiled as he walked into the old used bookstore. Zack had been walking around downtown for something to do when he had noticed it. An old used bookstore sitting between some corner market and a small restaurant. Since Zack was an avid reader, the bookstore drew his attention immediately and he just had to go inside. Stepping inside the door, a faint bell tingled announcing his arrival. Glancing to the side, Zack saw a gray cat snoozing...
THE PERILOUS ADVENTURES OF ISABEL AND MOIRA By Sailor 861 Isabel Metcalfe's nipples and pussy were still singing their sexy songs whenshe and husband Peter arrived home from their bondage weekend at Hotel Balmoral,near Cape Wrath, Scotland, with best friends Moira and Graham MacPeak thatsummer in 1975. Married just 1½ months, Isabel's sex life had takenstellar leaps forward in quality, duration and frequency since she arrivedhome in early June with her ankles chained following an alien...
I Married Moira by Throne It was supposed to be a match made in Heaven. Moira and Tipton. Instead, it turned out to be hellish for me. I met Moira when I was in my early twenties and she her mid-40s. We made a curious couple. I'm very short and built like a girl. She is quite tall, with a gorgeously overstuffed figure, all breasts and hips and thighs. She had a wide protruding bottom, two inviting hemispheres. I was mesmerized by her sweet round face, with high cheekbones and a...
Be yourself, see yourself I can see others like me Be yourself, see yourself Try and find peace of mind Be yourself, see yourself Be yourself, see yourself Be yourself Be yourself, see yourself I can't find peace of mind Be yourself, see yourself I can see others like me Be yourself, see yourself Be yourself, see yourself Be yourself, see yourself Be yourself Gary was sprawled on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He glanced down long enough to give me a small smile, and to pat the bed...
She kept on making him hit her. It wasn’t her fault-he knew that. But sometimes, after a few too many, Amy would show up and remind him of how fucked up everything was, just after he’d been able to drink those voices quiet. Afterward, of course, he always felt bad, I mean, since he was so much bigger than her. He never hit her hard, but it still sometimes left a mark. So to make it up to her this time, he promised to buy her an antique, because her damned little snippy-assed sister Rachel...
I phone the office and Moira answers, “Good day, Brown’s companies, Moira speaking. How can I help you?” “Hey Sweetie, can I speak with your mom?” “I thought you were supposed to be on a date with Dahlia.” “It ended early. She will probably tell you all about it. Just don’t push her, OK.” “OK. Just a sec. I’ll get Mom for you.” “Helen speaking. How can I help you?” “Mrs. Papadakis, it’s Trent. I was wondering if I could take you to coffee so we could talk about some personal...
Centurion David ap Rhys, his grey uniform distinctive amongst the Marine and Navy uniforms dotted around the room, was greeted by several of the women with happy smiles as he passed and, it must be admitted, by the odd scowl. He meandered his way through the reclining couches and low tables to the back of the room and the bar, where a tall glass had appeared before he was half way across the room. He slid onto the corner stool and looked around; nothing appeared to be untoward so he returned...
"...a few hours later slowly escaping from the dream, I felt like I was leaving a place I had been for years, as though I belonged there. I woke with the images still in my vision and the most sensual feeling of waves of luscious moisture rushing over my body. I continued moaning uncontrollably, my feet digging into the mattress allowing my hips to flow forward, over and over again. Realizing at that moment I was gripping something I looked down to see my daughter's eyes closed and her...
After pouring a cup of coffee, Jack held up the coffee pot and asked, “Would you like a refill?” “No,” Abby snapped back at him. Putting the coffee pot back in the machine, Jack said, “Sorry. I was just trying to be considerate.” “Don’t bother,” Abby said staring morosely at her nearly empty cup. “What’s the matter?” Jack asked. Ever since she had returned home from work the previous day she had been as pleasant to be around as a badger. She hadn’t gone out to the garage and eaten dinner...
Jack returned home from his first day at the college. He had spent the morning in the personnel office filling out papers and learning more about the job benefits. He had spent the afternoon in the office of the college president replacing carpet. He had finished installing the carpet twenty minutes before quitting time and had spent the rest of his time there learning his way around campus. All in all, it had been a pretty good day. He parked his car and looked over at the community house....
It was lunch time and Jack had just finished mowing five lawns before returning to the house to check on his pot of beans. It was his turn to cook dinner for that evening and he was serving pinto beans, barbecued brisket, and canned corn along with Texas Toast. The brisket was cooking at a nice low temperature in the oven. The beans were slow cooking on the stove. He had spent twenty dollars on the brisket, a dollar on the barbecue sauce, three dollars on the pinto beans, two on the bread,...
After returning from taking Trupti and Melissa back to the dormitory, Jack headed over to the community house. He entered the house and took a seat at one of the tables. They still had to decide if they would offer Trupti the chance to enter the commune. Thinking nothing about it, Jack asked, “So what did you think of Trupti?” “She’s a nice girl,” Liz said getting nods of agreement from Claire and Bev. She was ready to have the young woman move in with her. Of course, half of the reason was...
In anticipation of the wedding ceremony, a small crowd gathered in the church located a couple of blocks from the commune. It was an odd collection of people whose relationships to the young couple were obvious by the clothes they wore. All of the members of the commune were present and dressed in their finest clothes. That their clothes were a decade or more out of style didn’t matter. Melissa’s classmates were seated in the church dressed in clothes reflecting their student status. A few...
It was late when Jack returned home. He was about to pull into the driveway when he saw that Abby’s car was already in it. He parked his truck at the curb since she usually left before him in the morning and parking behind her would leave her blocked in. They were going to have to do something about the parking situation. He didn’t like leaving his truck parked on the road. He walked around to the back of the house to start the fire so that they could cook dinner. Claire was seated in one of...
It was late August when Jack pulled the truck over to the side of the road. He noticed that Abby’s car was parked across the street. He glanced over at Melissa and said, “Abby’s here already.” “Why did she want to meet us here?” Melissa asked. There were a dozen empty stores along the main street. It looked like a ghost town. The only businesses that remained were two bars, a check cashing place, and a pawn shop. Even the second hand store had closed down. “I don’t know,” Jack answered. He...
Tony and Anita were sitting at a late breakfast when the maid came in and gushed out the news. “I just heard it from the Cartwicks’ driver, Miss Heyworth. Lord Brougham’s son was killed in a duel this morning! And before the eyes of his father! What a tragedy! I better brush out your black dress. Will you be going to the funeral?” “I guess I have to, at least for his poor wife’s sake,” Anita answered, but the maid was already rushing out, probably to relay the gossip to other acquaintances....
It was distinctly strange to have the door to Saralinda's room closed. I knew she was in her room, and somehow the closed door seemed like a message to me. I'd been really happy that Joanne had dragged me out to go snorkeling, and I really should have asked Saralinda, but I wanted one more precious day of just Joanne and me. And now that door was closed. I was in my own room, with the air conditioning off and the window open, enjoying the heavy tropical air. Staying off-ship for two weeks...
Face Value by GENEVA Made Mademoiselle When the Emperor Napoleon had invaded Austria, just before his victory at Austerlitz, Jerome Meunier and I, Henri Cachin, were part of the French forces, in an infantry regiment. I suppose I should have been proud to do military service and serve under the greatest general that France had seen, but the soldier's life was not for me. As a street urchin in Bordeaux I had been involved in some petty theft from the shopkeepers, and as I grew older...
Jack returned home from work Monday night with a little cash in his pocket. The new regulation had been rescinded and he had been able to get access to the money in his checking account. He wondered what that meant with regard to dinner and the commune. He figured that now that the crisis was over, so was the impetus for everyone to work together. Pulling into the driveway, he was surprised to find a dozen people gathered in the garage. Someone, he assumed it was Abby, had brought out a lamp...
Jack sat down in his comfort chair and announced, “I know about the rape.” “Damn that Cheryl,” Abby said angrily. She had not wanted anyone to know, but keeping it to herself had been eating at her. “You did the right thing,” Jack said looking over at her. “You don’t believe that,” Abby accused. She was pretty sure that he would have reported the matter to the police. “My first reaction was that you should have gone to the police, but it would have been extremely stupid to do that. We’d...
- The Armoire by Sam DarquesiedA little further than I would normally want to go but this guy's stuff was supposedly the finest handmade furniture in the area and it was a beautiful day. I am still a bit baffled as to why Kristel would help me but, the moment she heard that I was looking to have a custom built armoire, she told me of this artisan named Darquesied. Seems his craftsmanship is second to none and he is in such great demand that he "consults" by appointment only. Again Kristel...
With his clothes folded neatly on a chair, Jack sat on the floor of his living room with a sheet covering his body. There was a blanket under him softening the hardness of the floor. Uncomfortable at being nearly naked despite the fact that he was still wearing his underwear, he said, “Okay. I’m ready.” Abby came out of the kitchen and held up her hands. In one hand she had a bottle of vegetable oil and in the other she had a box of cornstarch. Thinking that this had to be the only house in...
Having arrived an hour early, Jack walked around the campus trying to locate the maintenance building. He wasn’t quite sure what to expect. Most job sites of significant size had a modular building that they used as the main business building, but he didn’t see anything like that around the campus. There was a vast array of buildings all constructed in different styles. Some buildings looked to be seventy years old while others looked brand new. The grounds were very nicely kept. The grass...
'If you don't take job as male prostitute serving other men, we will jail you for life' - Say Government and Female brothel owners Filed: 30/01/2025 by Pan Lives (UP) A 23-year-old unemployed labourer who turned down an indentured job providing "sexual services to men" at a brothel in Berlin faces a lifetime jail sentence under laws introduced this year. Prostitution was legalised in Germany in 2002 and indentured sexual service for unemployed men only months ago. So-called...
She took out a book that was about amazon and said, " follow these rules and dont make stupid mistakes okay." She said without taking her eyes off of my eyes. I said sure I later found out i was traveling with my aunt. I was happy because i loved her, not as in a aunt and niece way. I really loved her whole body. She had a 36dd breast size. I could almost feel her breast rubbing against my face. I got up and shook my head letting the thoughts run out of me. I packed my bag and left my...
she murmered. Before I could refuse, she stuck it into my shirt pocket, turned and started putting everything back into her car trunk. The trip inside the store felt really good. The ceiling fans gently blowing the coolness of the A/C throughout the store. I got her bottled water, my Bacardi, and a six pack of Coke and headed to the counter. The clerk smiled at me as I handed him the damp fifty, then refused to take it and said, "No, it's on the house, we appreciate you helping out that...
Hiii … hiii …somehow time passed unnoticed , we talked about lots of stuff , exchanged emails , she told me I’d like to see more of u , sure I told her . then later we did chat by the messenger , all was nice & pure . I saw her the other day in the library , where we sat outside & she started to tell me about herself , how old is she , her personality , what do people think of her, told me about her family….told me that she is not allowed to go out with me unless I go meet her father , then...
Barely making it to work on time is not the best way to start a day. This is especially true on a Saturday when and where, the auto parts store is a popular destination. Saturday mornings are usually a hubbub for Will at the local parts store where Will works part time. His friend who owns the store pays him well to work Saturdays and he gets discounts on parts. It allowed his friend to take the weekends off. The do it yourself crowd gets up early and this particular Saturday they were waiting...
SeductionHi, all my name is Rajeev I am 30 yrs old from bangalore . I have read a lot of indian sex stories in this forum.This has motivated me to share my experience which I had during my teenage.Hope you will like it pardon me if there are any mistakes as this is my first time. To start with the story the names have been changed for privacy Moina was my aunt’s caretaker and they use to stay about 100 km away from my house they use to visit our house every now and then as both my mother and aunt are...
The DunesThis story is based on true events, up to a point. One of my favourite nudist beaches on the west coast of France is between Les Granges and Sauveterre near Brem-sur-Mer. So, on our way further south for some surf my mate Geoff and I spent a week camping nearby and made for the beach most afternoons to chill and let the rays do their work.The beach is wide and backed by dunes and pine forest and runs for maybe 8 kilometres. To get to the nudist area we have to walk through the main...
Jack leaned into the engine compartment and wrestled the water pump out. He had to admit that he was moving a lot easier after the massage. It had been tough getting up off the floor when she finished working on his back muscles. He had been tempted to take a long nap, but he had too many things to do before it got too dark to do them. Abby had driven him to the auto parts store and dropped him off, before leaving for her apartment. Standing up, he examined the old water pump thinking that...
Jack arrived home late Friday night. He had stopped by the bank and deposited his paycheck. He had a feeling that it was going to be the last one he would get in a long while. The drywall job was done and they were putting off finishing the interior until the financial situation got better. He couldn’t find a single place doing any construction. He had enough money in his account to pay his next mortgage, pay his food bill, and put some gas in his truck. He stopped at a convenience store and...
Two o’clock in the afternoon was the quiet time of the day when no one was usually in the garage. Jack was seated on the couch waiting for Claire, Emily, and Sally to arrive for a quick meeting. He sighed while thinking about the bad news he was going to have to deliver. He took a sip of the generic store brand soda wishing that he was drinking his usual brand. The generic soda was better than nothing. Claire arrived and took a seat on the couch next to him. Smiling at him, she asked, “What...
Bev looked across the table at Ella and Frau Shultz. The elderly woman looked upset about something. Bev asked, “What’s the matter with Frau Shultz?” “She’s upset because Abby won’t take care of Jack,” Ella answered. Frau Shultz said, “Sie sollte ihn ins Bett holen.” “What does that mean?” Bev asked. “She says that she should take him to bed with her,” Ella answered. “Why?” Bev asked wondering what had caused this sudden concern for Jack. “He got a job at the college,” Ella answered...
Jack walked towards the auditorium building with Ella and Frau Shultz in tow. Both women were dressed up in their nicest outfits. The two women were almost giddy at the idea of watching a German film. Frau Shultz hadn’t seen a German film in almost fifteen years. For her, the entertainment options had been very limited. Melissa spotted Jack and waved to him. She shouted, “Jack!” Jack waved back to her. He couldn’t help but notice that Melissa was wearing a very nice blue dress. She had a...
Bev and Liz ended up at the Benjamin house with Rich for the next two days looking up hospitals and medical facilities through the region that had been affected by the storm while Rich was busy on the phone making calls. It turned out that only three of the four hospitals that had contacted Rich had equipment that had been damaged. The fourth hospital was merely a matter of coincidence. However, that did not stop Rich from making additional sales with hospitals that had never before done...
You've seen TV shows and movies about childhood vacations by some lake in the Catskills. Every one of them looks the same. There's a wacky dad, crazy adventures and sweet fleeting romances that make old people all weepy and nostalgic. The people who write them want you to watch and think "gosh, that looks so relaxing and pleasant"? Those are all bullshit. Cabins in the Catskills smell like wet dog, and they're full of gross bugs. There's no TV, no movies and no boys who aren't like 50...
That was the last Sarah said. She breathed her last. As tears formed in my eyes, I heard a rustling sound behind me. I turned to look and four men stared at me. They were indeed human! "It said you would come," the lead man said. I looked back at Sarah then at the strangers. "Help me!" I pleaded. The four men descended on Sarah. They checked and examined her, but they could only confirm what I already knew. "I am sorry," the lead man said. "She has died." I cried. It was only...
"Well, Moira?" It was a pregnant question, that's for sure. I looked around the table. Gary had asked it, of course. Kate had her usual sourpuss face – she's always worried about things. Joanne was there too, and Henri, though I had no idea why he was with us. Last of all was Jake. He'd understand all of this the best of any of them. I'd only had two days with her so far, since she'd woken up in my arms. Thank God she was talking. If she'd closed me out, I wouldn't be able to help...
Life on Furthurmore has done little to help me learn patience. Usually, the only thing I ever get impatient over is the arrival of dinner, or Jake being slow in bringing me a drink from the bar. Not nearly the same class of thing as waiting three days for the psychological evaluation to be completed. One thing we hadn't counted on was that they wanted to observe her for 72 hours. We could see her every day, for an hour in the morning, an hour in the afternoon, but that was it. I wasn't...
Out of the dreamless sleep of the dead, I was startled awake, and lay there, wondering what had awoken me. I was alone, and I unaccountably felt annoyed by that. I'd grown accustomed to having Saralinda in my bed, but the last couple of weeks, I'd gone to bed alone more than once, though she'd always joined me sometime during the night. It was my fault as much as hers, probably, if it was anyone's fault. I was spending a lot of time with Joanne, and Saralinda was hanging out with Malia....
"You ready?" I was in Joanne's room, though it hardly looked like the room I knew. Instead, it seemed like a rather barren guest room. All of her carefully gathered trinkets were gone, packed away and already sent to San Diego. Gone also were the wall hangings and the framed paintings and prints that had covered her walls. Gone, even, was her quilt, a gorgeous blue-toned handmade heirloom that had been her grandmother's. The suitcases, sitting ajar on the floor, made me sure that if I...
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"NGGHHH, NGGHHH, NGGHHH." "AIIEEEE, AIIEEEE, AIIEEEE." The sound of my son pounding it into my daughter-in-law got me wet as soon as I walked in the front door, but I wondered why they hadn't closed their door. I guessed that they hadn't expected me home so early, but then I hadn't expected to be fired in the middle of the morning for telling my boss to keep his slimy hands off me. I also wondered why she wouldn't get off her ass and get another job. Ever since she lost her job at the...
My Sexual Awakening---a memoirIt was 34 years ago that I had my first sexual encounter, and it started me on a path that made me the slut I am. My parents werent real wealthy. We always had enough to eat and a place to live, but things like extra clothes and other things just werent available. In the summer i usually had nothing else to wear other than some really old cutoffs that were really tite and short from having been washed and frayed so many times. They were so short that my little butt...
My Lovely Summer of 1941: A Fictional Memoir By Katherine Day (Copyright 2006) One In the summer of 1941, when I turned 12, I found myself enjoying playing hopscotch or jacks with the girls, especially Wanda and Marilyn. Even though I was a boy, all summer, and almost every day, I was with the two girls, and it was easily the sweetest, most lovely summer of my childhood. I felt so at ease with the girls, and soon they accepted me as one of their own. We were together every day,...
Phileas Fogg's Memoir was one of the most enjoyable novels I've written. The following excerpt finds us in what is Part Three of that novel. It includes sisters masturbating and having oral sex with one another and with Mr. Fogg and a bit of voyeurism. At university the following morning I studied my fellow third year students looking for one who was truly my peer. I say this not because I'm a snob, although I may well be one. But because of the age difference and my military service,...
"Unequal gifts" by Jennifer Brock Sibling rivalry is a powerful thing. Sixteen years of his twin sister receiving obviously superior presents sends a boy into an unusual battle of wills with his father. How far is he willing to go to prove a point? Reagan had been living all his life knowing that his sister was their father's favorite, but the car was the last straw. The day after he threw her a massive Sweet Sixteen party, (technically it was Reagan's birthday party too, but...