Hilary Duff Haylie Duff
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Hilary duff had just finished filming a scene for her latest movie aCinderella story she was wearing some olive colored loose trousers a darkblue tank top and some normal shoes as she started to walk down the hallwayof one of the sets smiling to her self as she thought about the kiss she hadjust had with Chad Michael Murray in the past scene, her hazel eyes glancedaround the set as she saw a man walking towards her the man was around about6’3 had short black hair and was 24 years of age and...
“No no, don’t shoot,” Benjamin Jacobs pleaded, holding his hands up in surrender.“Bang bang,” little Luca Comrie said.“Oh, you got me,” Ben cried, grabbing his chest. Stumbling around on his knees, he made a show of gasping for air before toppling over and rolling onto his back. Coughing, he closed his eyes and let his tongue loll out of the corner of his mouth.“Wow, impressive,” Hilary Duff said, laughing in the doorway.“Mommy,” Luca said, rushing give his mom a hug.“Were you a good boy?”...
Hilary Duff closed her hotel room's door, walked over to the bed, and flopped down onto the thick comfy duvet. It had been another whole day of exhausting promotional appearances and repetitive interviews. Despite her tiredness over the last few days and the unfamiliar chill of a European October, she was enjoying being in London and the signs were good for her new singing career.Her first single in the UK, "So Yesterday" had been received well and was set for a respectable chart position. So...
Hilary Duff closed her hotel room's door, walked over to the bed, and flopped down onto the thick comfy duvet. It had been another whole day of exhausting promotional appearances and repetitive interviews. Despite her tiredness over the last few days and the unfamiliar chill of a European October, she was enjoying being in London and the signs were good for her new singing career.Her first single in the UK, "So Yesterday" had been received well and was set for a respectable chart position. So...
There was no love lost between me and Roger Duffman. In college we had loathed each other, running in the same circles but rubbing each other the wrong way. We belonged to rival frats, and while I was a co-captain of our soccer team, he had been a star of the rugby union and played club hockey. Unfortunately he remained a fixture on the periphery of my post-collegiate group of friends, several of whom played in a recreational rugby league with him. More recently, about a year ago, he had begun...
The heat of the Nigerian sun assailed Hilary Irvine as soon as the blonde Englishwoman exited the plane. An oppressive heat that momentarily rendered her breathless. Her heart was pounding, partly from the heat but mostly from trepidation - she just didn't want to be here. For a time it had seemed that Africa didn't want her either. It had taken a week to get her visa approved and Hilary had hoped her trip wouldn't take place at all. Then the bliming thing had turned up and off she'd...
Now alone Hilary collapsed in tears, sobbing her heart out. Sobbing because she'd been kidnapped, beaten, and raped. And because her future seemed to only hold more of the same. After a tearful while Hilary had cried herself out. So she wiped away hers tears and took a deep breath. "Today has been shit," she sighed out loud, "But tomorrow is another day!" With that determined thought she climbed onto the mattress, pulled the coarse woollen blanket over, and swiftly dozed off. The...
Hilary was left alone in her cell for a couple of days. Days of dread as she waited for the Negro to come and take her off for more abuse. Eventually when he did it was almost a relief. He entered with a leer on his face - something that sent a chill thru Hilary's heart. He unlocked the chain from the bedpost, attached a leash to the collar and led Hilary out. Outside the room Hilary and the Negro were joined by two of the harem girls. Thru room after room the group went until the Negro...
The heat of the South African sun was oppressive inside the small office where BBC Reporter Hilary Irvine met her first contact. His name was Samuel Mbongo and he'd helped the Beeb out before, but this time he wasn't been so helpful. "But Missy Irvine," he smiled in the big toothy grin only a black African can do, "smuggling you into Zimbabwe is dangerous! Yo is banned!" "I don't care!" scowled Hilary, "if I can get an interview with this government opponent it'll be worth...
Hilary Irvine's African Odyssey (2/5) They marched north. To the slaves it was immaterial what direction they went. The only concern of Hilary was whether or not one direction might offer more opportunity for escape than another; and only time would reveal that. The first day's march was gruelling in the extreme. Although Mudada seemed interested in making sure that none of his prizes died while on the march, and allowed them plenty of water, all of his captives were on foot and he and...
Still on her knees Hilary could only stare at Umbatu as he moved into the room. Her mouth opened and closed but she couldn't think of a single thing to say. "Told ya, Boss!" jabbered Corp as he appeared from behind the Katgina Governor, "Told ya Sarge was gonna betray ya! Blondie too! Typical bitch-whore!" "Betrayed... ," intoned Umbatu slowly, his eyes glazing over. "BETRAYED!" he roared, seizing Hilary by her bare arm and pulling her upwards. "L-listen h-here!" she stammered,...
It must have been a combination of exhaustion and the fact that she was at least somewhere that caused Hilary to drop off to sleep - it couldn't have been from a feeling of security. When the bound blonde awoke it daylight was streaming in thru the dirty windows of Tinga's office. She tried to rise and immediately felt the cruel, hard embrace of wire mesh on her bare arms and butt. She sighed. The subsequent breathing in was a mistake as the pungent aroma of sweat and piss assailed her...
Leaving the cell and the noise of Claire's rape behind the Negro took Hilary thru the corridors of an old sandstone building. Burning torches lit the way as they ascended several levels. Feeling sick inside, Hilary's mind was a blur. Wherever she was going she would face brutality. When that was over she'd be flung back in that terrible dungeon and used as a sex machine. Forcing herself back to rationality Hilary noticed that the whole place seemed deserted ... until she realised that all...
Hilary Duff was smiling at her big sister, showing off her gorgeous dimples. She was such a pretty and beautiful blonde celebrity. Unlike other white female celebrities, she didn’t try too hard to be liked. Her sister Haylie Duff got into the acting business a few years after her sister was a total actress mega star! It was usually the other way around. Hilary was prettier when it came to the face, but her older sister, Haylie had a nice pair of knockers, and she knew it. She exposed her sexy...
Hilary Duff was smiling at her big sister, showing off her gorgeous dimples. She was such a pretty and beautiful blonde celebrity. Unlike other white female celebrities, she didn’t try too hard to be liked. Her sister Haylie Duff got into the acting business a few years after her sister was a total actress mega star! It was usually the other way around. Hilary was prettier when it came to the face, but her older sister, Haylie had a nice pair of knockers, and she knew it. She exposed her sexy...
When Hilary woke up the first sensation that assailed was the stench of piss. Drearily she looked around her. She was in a dank dungeon, humid and dusty. Both her wrists and ankles were free so she tried to rise. Gingerly she got to her feet but the moment she tried to walk the iron manacle around her slender neck made itself known. With little real hope Hilary tugged at it to try to get it loose. Wouldn't budge. "Bugger!" This noise elicited a low moan came from the other side of the...
Hilary and Kim had been hanging out with me a lot. Mostly individually. We had been having threesomes regularly, but one weekend the girls decided that we should go away. It was winter so we went to a beach town and got a hotel room with a king size bed and jacuzzi very cheap. The girls brought very few clothes with them, and on the drive down they talked about staying in the room all weekend and just getting room service.They had also put me on a special diet. It was to produce more ejaculate....
Hilary Duff sat in a director's chair in her trailer, having just finished making a video with her sister Haylie for the soundtrack of her new movie, Cinderella Story. Her skintight black jeans were unzipped and one hand was exploring inside. Her eyes closed as she bit down on her lip remembering when she had first met her true love.Or rather when they had first met as lovers.After all, she and Halie had Known each other her whole life.But it wasn't until the ages of thirteen and fifteen that...
Hello, I am Mrs Sue Duff, a teacher. My first marriage ended very early, we just had no compatibility but had Mary and Tristan when we were both very young, he left soon after. After a few years of single parenthood I started to play the field gaining a lot of experience to satisfy my sexual desires. I then met my second husband and due to his inability to satisfy me we drifted apart, he moved out and we are now going through a divorce. Not only do I have two horny teenagers I teach a group of...
“How’s your assignment going baby, you look super stressed.” Hayden Panettiere asked her boyfriend Ryan who was sitting at the old desk scribbling notes furiously. The desk was like most of the other things in their rundown apartment, old, dirty, broken or found in the garbage. “It’s taking forever, what type of asshole instructor makes an assignment due a day before the midterm. Fuck!” Ryan McVeigh screamed as he slammed his pencil against his expensive textbook. His facial expression...
The following story was told to me by my friend Hilary, a 59 year old x-hamster member, who would like to share this experience with everyone"Working in a pub can be a real hassle most of the time, but very occasionally like last Friday, the benefits of dealing with drunk men constantly come into play making it all worthwhile. At 59 years of age I should perhaps be winding down slightly, but the divorce leaves me with bills to pay and I’ve been working at my local pub for a few years now. The...
She writes: hallo, it is nice to meet you. I don’t offer an adventure; I would like to have one. To meet someone I can connect to, and feel like a teen again, and do all the things one could not do when you were 16. Like being silly and love and laugh and be yourself for once. I got married young, had 2 k**s and so I think now is my time. I want to try as much as I can before I get too old. I would like to enjoy life and everything in it. I am not only talking about sex, which is important to...
I didn’t ever get a proper education, and as far as sex goes I knew what I wanted to know and that was all. Though it wasn’t very much – in fact, it was just about zero. From realising I was only interested in solo-sex in the early 60s (not that I had other options even if I wanted them) up to the late 80s, I was shielded from more or less anything apart from what I saw in my magazines, and lucky views I got. I was more than satisfied with that – from the early 60s I got a lot of satisfaction...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry.Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
Love Stories"I'll have to see her tomorrow," said Fluffy. "And face the music. She'll murder me, for sure." Surely her mother would be sympathetic, once she got used to the idea of her dear daughter's bust growing such a vast amount in three days. Just giving her time to get used to it was going to be the hard part. That, and trying to explain where all these giant new bras and sexy clothes had come from. "I'll come with you and give you moral support, if you like," Danielle offered, not...
When Father Mortimer checked into the hotel it was eight in the evening.The room was a basic no frills double with a small bathroom. He would never stay in such a hotel if he was attending one of his ecclesiastical conferences but for what he had planned it was just perfect.He got down on his knees and bent his balding aged head over a black gilt leaf Bible he had respectfully placed on the edge of the bed.“Blessed Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins,” he muttered and crossed himself three...
SpankingTHE AMAZING MR. MORTIMER My girlfriend Rachel and I had decided to take a two week vacation to PuertoRico. I had first come across the girl on the streets of San Juan. She cameup to me and begged me for some money. At first I was going to say no. ThenI noticed how beautiful this young girl was and I was intrigued. I startedto reach into my purse to get her something, and she smiled at me. She hada very beautiful smile. It was in fact an entrancing smile. I kept her close to me with small bribes...
"Morning!" "Yeah, I know!" Danielle was never at her best before midday. She poked her nose out from under the sheets and watched as Fluffy sprang out of the bed, paused to recover her balance, then strode across to the window. Fluffy grinned as her friend pulled the sheet over her head, then began to count seconds to herself. Ten, fifteen, twenty... The sheet was flung back and a white-faced Danielle sat bolt upright, pointing a finger weakly at her. "You ... your... !" "Oh, you...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
Everyone was so nice and helpful. There was the nice photographer who took lots of pictures of Fluffy as she climbed out of the pool, asked her name - I'm Fluffy - and her bust measurement - forty-four and a bit, I think - and handed her a card, which she couldn't put anywhere safe as she was all wet. He didn't ask her age, of course. No one with tits and an arse that size could possibly be under-age for girlie magazine photographs, except perhaps in some backward countries. He gave her...
As was his habit at lunchtime, Hal left the building and walked through the office park for exercise. It was a partly cloudy day, and for the moment it seemed overcast. On his way to a small path through the woods, he saw her. Sandy was an attractive redhead with a sensual voice who almost always wore a tailored blouse, a roomy ankle-length skirt, and one-inch pumps. Her wardrobe varied in color, patterns, and material, depending upon the season, but always the same ensemble. Hal watched as...
Les Miserables is such a boring movie, but there are two saving graces; Amanda Seyfried and Anne Hathaway. I would fuck both of these fine ladies with my big juicy cock in a heart beat. Sadly, I doubt that this will ever become reality...I look around me and I'm not sure where I am. Then I remember Les Mis and realize that I'm in France in 1815. I'm in some shitty little room with a rickety old bed. The door creaks open behind me and I see Anne Hathaway standing there in her old timey dress...
The Hideaway was an old bar in Redwood City. It was located between the Mexican barrio and an industrial area of mostly small shops. The owner at the time was a friendly Latino, rumored to be a gangster of sorts.The Hideaway catered to a very diverse bunch. Mostly men, though there were usually some women there. About half the patrons were Mexicans, mostly legal and mostly employed in the area. The other half were mainly Caucasian small business owners, like myself, and their employees.There...
CuckoldElizabeth Fleming told me some of this story in the years before she died, aged eighty, in 2010. The more graphic scenes are mine but the emotions and surrounding history are hers. She was my Great Aunt, great in so many ways for she was the third family member I ever revealed my sexuality to, the first two being my parents. I had known since girlhood that she shared a cottage in Hampshire with her friend, Portia, but had never known their relationship was more than sisterly. When I told her...
LesbianRunaways Runaways By JensenDenmark 1. Holiday Amber met me at the park. We had left our High School separately so we could not be sighted. I rode my skateboard at the path toward the park. It was a shame that we had to keep it so secretly. Amber waited for me. She was 15 like me. ?Darling. I was afraid that your mother had picked you up.? ?No. I told her that I had to study extra for a project.? I kissed her. ?Lets go down to the creek, so we can have some undisturbed time.? The creek...
She had been in Duffy’s apartment over Manahan’s Pub numerous times as a party guest along with her husband. It had originally been built as a bachelor pad. But as Duffy became more successful, he expanded it. The word around town was that it had become a sophisticated trysting place. She hadn’t seen it since he expanded his bedroom and put in the king-sized circular bed and large mirrors on the walls and ceiling. He also put a Jacuzzi in the oversized bathroom. When he opened the door for...
Except for having mentored her teenage son through puberty, Ellen Firestone was a mature widow who at the age of sixty-six had enjoyed sex with just one man. In the last three months, she had sex with Tony, the son she had mentored—now in his mid-forties—and Duffy Manahan, by reputation “the Don Juan of Albuquerque.” Though she embarked on that undertaking with trepidation it came off more naturally and wonderfully than she would have anticipated. When Tony had encouraged his mother to let...
She wanted to remember. The hookah was a beautiful piece. It stood at 4 ½ feet. Dark red… it always was her favorite color. This hookah was her personal prize. It only had one hose, one smoker. She pulled the airtight box from its hiding place and opened the lid. Once released, the heady aroma drifted, tickling her nose. The new batch of bud was a dark green, but the crystals were so thick it turned everything pastel. Breaking it apart just enough to smoke easy, she arranged the weed in...
Introduction: While a few details have been tweaked, this story is as close as I can remember it Prologue She wanted to remember. The hookah was a beautiful piece. It stood at 4 ½, feet. Dark red&hellip, it always was her favorite color. This hookah was her personal prize. It only had one hose, one smoker. She pulled the airtight box from its hiding place and opened the lid. Once released, the heady aroma drifted, tickling her nose. The new batch of bud was a dark green, but the...
After the close call and excitement, in more ways than one, of that first night together, Sandy decided they better cool it a bit so Mom wouldn’t get suspicious. Mom also went back on day shift, 8am – 8pm, so bedtime was less private, but days were not such a problem. Randy tried to act normal around Mom and of course, around Sandy, but he did have some issues like being quieter and more protective. Mom just thought he was getting older and closer to starting into puberty, especially now...
I never FaceTime. I'm not a adolescent girl. I don't need to see your face when a simple text will do. Call me an old bastard, get-off-my-lawn type, but that's the way it is. (By the way, I'm not that old).So when that mechanical beeping emanates from my phone that someone wants to FaceTime me, it's definitely out of the ordinary. Especially when it's 10:30 on a Tuesday night. I got to my phone and it said "Ann FaceTime video."Well, this was different. Ann Next Door and I been fooling around on...
The Castaway By Kasumi This is my third story posted to Fictionmania. If you enjoy it, I'd love to hear feedback in the comments, and please check out my previous efforts, CosPlay and the multi-part Just Another Day in Paradise! Even if you don't love it, constructive criticism to help me improve my writing or ideas is welcome too. This story contains themes of transgenderism. If this offends you, please stop reading now. February 26th 2012 So I found this journal in one of...
It was a warm October night and I was at a college football game with a few buddies. Throughout the first half of the game, I looked to my right and there was this hot sexy bald guy 3 sections to my right. He had huge arms and was wearing a black wife-beater and jeans. We kept looking at each other and at each time, he would show that bright smile of his.At halftime, I went to the restroom and used one of the stalls, luckily I was the only one in the bathroom. As I opened the stall, he was...
Runaways By: Malissa Madison Kitten, had grown up in an orphanage, mistreated and abused. All she really wanted in life was to be a girl. She'd discovered her desire at ten years of age right after she was orphaned. The name on her birth certificate though was Daryl Simpson. She'd watched how people fawned over the girls, and how they always got pretty things. The first ones who ever got presented to prospective adopting parents were the girls. So few of the boys ever got adopted...
The Greyhound waiting room was already full when Lucy arrived to catch her coach. She was 23 years old, somewhat taller than average, with shoulder-length blonde hair tied into a ponytail, blue eyes and a fair complexion. She was wearing a white tanktop, a pink pleated mini skirt, white anklet socks and runners. On her shoulder she carried a large bulky dark green duffle bag made of a shiny nylon fabric. There was nowhere to sit but Lucy didn’t mind standing as her coach was due to leave in a...
MasturbationSummertime In Colorado I absolutely love summertime. The hotter it is the less the girls wear. Instead of long jeans they wear short shorts. Instead of full blouses they wear skimpy tops. Coats are strictly out of the question too. Bikinis are popular even if it is just the top half with a micro mini skirt. Like I said I absolutely love summertime. Girls of all ages are wonderful to look at. Touching them might be a different story but looking at them is still legal. The problem...
Summertime Blues Author's Note: This is an old story of mine which I self-edited using the great suggestions I been receiving. I will go back and edit it more. I want to see how well I could implement the suggestions which I got. Also, I want to give a thanks to all the people who had help me in my writing. It was a bright sunny Saturday afternoon in July yet it was raining in Joe's mind. This was for Joe was having a run of the mill bad day so he headed to the bar for a drink. He...
"We're back!" Fluffy held the phone at arm's length. She could still hear Danielle's squealing voice. It had been so peaceful these last three weeks. "We got back late last night. I met loads of boys and I've got this amazing bikini and loads of new things. You can have your T-shirt back, I'll bring it round now if you like..." "I don't need it, really, Dan..." "And I can show you my tan in this new bikini. Pity it's pissing with rain or we could go swimming or just maybe...
I have a new job working away and I bought an iPad to keep in touch with the wife, it’s great seeing her when away I miss her so much so it’s great when I’m bored in my room. Jane and I for years have spoke about sharing? But she never comes through, it must be 4 years now we have had the same conversation about it and it’s always the same answer maybe! Jane is great in the sack she knows how to please, I keep telling her she needs to give it out cos it’s going to waste on me as I only last...
Showtime for Teri By Teri Franken Chapter 1 My name is Teri and I am 28 years old. I have been a closet sissy for as long as I can remember. My parents knew that I was not your typical child and they let me live how I wanted to and did not judge me, they just loved me unconditionally. I grew up loving everything that a little boy typically doesn't like, such as dresses and dolls. My parents were concerned that I would be a target for bullies, so I was home schooled, took my GED...
"After you have your morning snacks feel free to pass by my kitchen and sample my Blueberry Pancakes and Sausage Delights breakfast special; just remember, no one gets in without swiping their credit card through my card machine first, and no one gets out without leaving me a good tip." Susan, who was in the middle of consuming her morning snack giggled and had to cough as she almost choked on Harry's powerful load. When he finished cumming she said, "Any idea what and Ever-Cumming...
October 17th, 1995, 7:30 AM PT, Metro Plaza Hotel, Los Angeles, CA Miriam had been tossing and turning all night; she spent time just sitting in the chair in the corner of the room to try and let Baruch sleep. She was so upset she was oblivious to the fact that Baruch couldn’t sleep either, which was not in her nature. She was usually fully aware of what was going on with her husband. They thought together almost telepathically, and yesterday had been one of the first times in decades when...
TIMELESS BEAUTY BY PAUL G. JUTRAS Sam walked in the dorm house, looked at the lock and then in the dorm mistress's room. The plus size woman was dress in a black blouse and flats, black with white palm tree design jacket and skirt with dark brown nylons. She new there was only a half hour before she made her rounds and called lights out. Upstairs, roommates Chris and Alex waited on their beds. Like their friend Sam, both guys were petite and lovely looking. Being transsexuals who...
The door was open. I had no reason to have it closed. We were all in this together. So I was sitting in the large chair as my nurse prepared to access my port to begin the first liter of Cisplatin. The cancer center had been busy today and I glanced out the doorway as several people passed by. Then I noticed a woman pausing as one of the nurses escorted her somewhere.It was Katherine. I recognized her at once even though it had been so many years ago. Then I heard her laugh as her companion...
College SexYour name is Edward Richardson. You're 20 and you've been fascinated by history ever since you're 11. You're also good at making inventions as well. As you're growing up, you usually found that at various points in history of each country, things always turned ugly at many points. And you wanted to change that. You decided to use your intelligence you create the device called the T.O.S, abbreviated for Timeline Opener and Stopper, that can make you travel back in time and alter the histories...
Mind Control‘I was a Wartime Transvestite for Uncle Sam! TJ Ryder Chapter 1 Reform School Romance! I couldn’t believe that all I got from my uncle Bill when he died after all he said to me about my being his favorite grand nephew was an old diary from World War II. I mean I thought we got along pretty darn good, and its not like he had any money or anything, just another old geezer in an assisted care center who if he ever had...
The funeral was a gloomy affair as funerals go. I am somewhat irreverent and remember clearly my twin brother and I giggling all through my Uncle’s funeral because his widow had the price ticket still dangling from the back of her hat. John and I shared a sense of mischief and humour. At our Grandfather’s funeral, we’d been unable to look at each other during the hymn ‘Praise my soul the king of heaven,’ because John had written an alternative verse that was utterly filthy and we both knew what...
LesbianA few years ago, my wife was having a midlife crisis while I was away serving in Iraq. She was both lonely and horny. She had been without me for nearly 8 months and I still had four more months to go on my tour of duty. Char is an attractive 40 year old woman, 5'8" tall with blonde hair and green eyes. She keeps herself in great shape and still has a body to prove it, 36-30-36. Our sex life is absolutely wonderful when I am there, and I would not change a thing. She is a Hottie and we are...