wishfull thinking
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It was in that moment, the connection hit me like a ton of bricks. My mind went freaking numb as I mutely accepted some written work assignment or something and left the room. When I got home, I went directly up to Mom & Dad’s closet, and hurriedly dug thru Dad’s “little box of naughty” he thought was hidden, but I had known about for many years. The desired issues were near the bottom of the pile, and I also grabbed some old VHS tapes he had, replacing everything just-so before they came...
I had let Professor Stacey Putnam, old’ “Double-P” herself, know via text the address of the place for our weekend romp. My parents had asked me to house-sit for them a few weeks before. We owned a small fishing cottage on Shell Point, barely a half hour south of the University, so I had plenty of time to install a few discreet pinhole cameras and position some of the bondage toys I’d blew the last of my summer money on. At least it promised to be a fun weekend. Well, for one of us at...
Stacey felt Him move His hands up, following the contours of her waist and side, then to her dangling breast. Shifting in behind her, His dick that she so desperately wanted was against her slit ‘hotdog’ style. At long last, He released her clamps. She took in a long gasp as the He kneaded her nipples while the blood rushed back into them. He kissed here ear, and then he said “What do I want, Stacey?” “You want to fuck my ass.” She answered with confidence. “Can you fuck the rest of me too?”...
Wish Fulfillment By Heather St. Claire I want to speak, to cry out for help; but I know that I cannot; no words, no sound will ever escape my eternally frozen lips . I want to wave, blink, gesture, make any kind of movement that will catch someone's attention, but I know that I cannot. The only way my body can move is if one of the dressers adjusts me at one of my pivot points; for I am a mannequin. Of course, thousands of people have seen me as they pass through the store or by...
I’m actually shocked that Professor Stacey Putnam has tolerated this without some form of pushback. Perhaps she is a bit more willing than she first lets on, I think. Goodness knows, I’m enjoying torturing this MILF. Stacey has been blowing my now and doing a good job of it when I have an idea. I pull her head off me. "I will make a deal with you. You are getting me close now. Let me pull out the plug and put my first load in your ass. It would have taken longer to cum but you would have been...
She’s not laying on top of my arm, so I climb off the bed and grab another gel I just-so-happened-to-have. I dab a little on my finer and reach around her giving Stacey Putnam a caress. She responds by sighing as she wakes, and slides back into me. I use the moment to grope her and give it a quick apply to her clit. While she is still waking, I manage to grope a bit more on to her nipples. “mmmph….morning. Stacey manages to get out thru the fog of waking. She knows she is still with This Man,...
Wishbone: Along Came Jacki By The Sympathetic Devil [email protected] Dave came home from work early, his bitchy boss having told him he wouldn't be needed there anymore. He hated his life! How was he ever going to get laid when he was unemployed and still lived in his mother's apartment at 25? Something was weird. His mother's clothes are scatted all over the living room. She pitched a fit if Dave so much as left his jacket on the arm of the couch, but now her bra is...
It’s just any other ordinary day at the office, when the world falls into a simple mans lap. That man is you, Jack Miles. Working at a small two story office complex. Like any other company, it’s run by some rich jack-ass with a money hunger slut as a secretary. The little guy, that’s you, doing all the heavy work with six other dweebs. Work the first floor. Conveniently the secretary is on the second with the boss and his abnormally large office. The large window facing the street, with an...
FantasyDave came home from work early, his bitchy boss having told him he wouldn’t be needed there anymore. He hated his life! How was he ever going to get laid when he was unemployed and still lived in his mother’s apartment at 25? Something was weird. His mother’s clothes are scatted all over the living room. She pitched a fit if Dave so much as left his jacket on the arm of the couch, but now her bra is hanging from the ceiling fan. Her clothes weren’t the only ones either. A man’s jeans and...
WISHFUL THINKING This story is a bit of pure "self-indulgence"; I just wish it were true! I must remind readers that the story is pure fiction and any reference to real-life people or events is entirely intentional and totally ironic! I have also reintroduced characters from another story. "Wishful Thinking" can be read as a "stand-alone" story, but previous knowledge of "Flat Mates" would probably be helpful. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx My name is Caroline Walker and I am a...
Stacey opened her eyes. She felt content, if not also a bit sore in the appropriate places. Standing, she looked at her Dom and simply said “Shower?” Seeing him smile made a part of her melt. “I like the way you think” said I “Go get the shower started, and I’ll be right there.” I wondered my dick was actually up for this, as I heard the shower come on, and the timbre of the water flow change as Stacey manipulated the controls, getting the water to the right temperature. Stacey enjoyed being...
Wishful Thinking ? by: Jennifer White There was a knock on my door. On the front steps was a man I didn't know. He looked nervous, shifting his weight from foot to foot. I opened the door, but kept the chain on. In this day and age, a woman can't be too careful. You never know what is out there. "Are you Jennifer?" he asked. "Who are you?" I replied. "I'm Vince. I...I spoke with your friend Ashley. I have a...a problem, and she said you could help me." "Call me...
With HIV and all the other diseases out there I didn't understand how the guys in films could allow all the bareback stuff. I knew it was less safe than sex with condoms, but I always felt the danger level was just too much. Then one day I read a guy's ad in Craig's List titled "Play with Paper"It read, "I enjoy bareback sex with a few select males, I have a thick 8" dick and I want you to suck it, then rim my ass before I fuck you with my dick, Goliath. You will need to have a recent AIDS test...
Wishbone LITE By TwoSpiritsTG ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This was a short story I entered into a TG fiction competition a few years back with a 1000 word maximum (This story is 1010 words). For the record, I did win first place. I originally wasn't going to upload it here because of how short it is, but decided otherwise and here we are. If there is demand to expand it to something more I'll gladly do...
"Mount up, babydoll!" he said. At last understanding, Christine squealed and leapt to her feet. She pulled up her skirt and wiggled her hungry red beaver at him. She needed a trim. With a wish, all her pubes fell out, then an arrow-shaped landing strip grew in their place. "Are you really going to fuck me Mr. Phillips?" she asked eagerly. "You bet your sweet ass I'm going to fuck you, Christine!' he exclaimed, reaching around to grab said ass. "It really is your only hope of...
The Paperboy Isn't a Boy Anymore It was 10:00 A.M. when I looked out the door to make sure my tiny back yard was empty and there was no one in the alley behind my house. All clear. I popped out the door onto the back porch. I was naked, carrying an armload of potted plants to put on the porch railing. I often spend time around the house naked. I like it that way. Going in and out doors sometimes giving a free peek is part of the fun. Tires screeched and a horn blew three times in the alley....
This story is a continuation of an earlier story, "Playing with Paper"After watching a movie that cost 14.00 to rent in our motel room, Paper and I decided to take a shower. The bath-shower combo in our hotel looked well-suited for our purpose because the curtain jutted out from the tub, effectively creating just a little more room for fun. Goliath, Paper's name for his 8" dick, looked great with water sheeting over it, reaching the head and falling to the floor of the tub. Paper probably...
I sat down at my computer to finish a homework assignment that was due the next day. It was driving me crazy that I could not seem to get it done. It was for my sex education class, and the topic was the female orgasm vs the male orgasm. Since I really had no idea what a male orgasm was like, it was hard for me to write about it. I have never even had sex with a man and I was supposed to know what his orgasm was like. I have had one a few times, but even the female orgasm was something new to...
Oral SexThe Research Paper by B. Willow It was my sophomore year and housing was tight around the university. I had been looking for an apartment after a year of staying in an all too expensive dorm. I was looking for something, almost anything that was cheaper. A couple leads I had followed up on were real trash heaps. I was looking for something cheaper but not a garbage dump. I had only three weeks before classes began. I was getting anxious about ever finding anything. After two weeks of...
Wishful Thinking: An Anonymous Amulet Story By Jenny North Chastity MacNichols had a problem. Well, technically, two problems. Three, if you counted her boyfriend. Steve was a manipulative, self-centered, womanizing creep. So, okay, she couldn't exactly prove the "womanizing" part, but she sure as hell suspected it. It wouldn't be hard, what with him photographing those made-up little tramps all the time. And after everything she had done for him! Chastity took a deep...
Wishful thinking By now Mary `s mouth had fallen open, but she managed to say “all those years of silence, and we both have been frustrated, we`ve wasted ourselves just because of convention and us being too shy to broach the subject, My god what a waste of our time and life! Oh, you, poor, poor thing, come here,” they melted into one another`s arms, they kissed, misty eyed, and it was not any sisterly kiss, both shedding a tear, as they wrapped their arms round one another, knowing now that...
The Paper By Alyssa Davis My Summer Vacation "For the summer, I went to stay with my aunt in Provincetown. She hadn't seen me in several years and she couldn't get over how much I'd grown. I was almost as tall as she. In fact, she said, having me there, I could be very helpful to her by modeling a dress she was sewing for herself. It would make her work so much easier. Her kindness and hospitality made it very difficult for me to refuse and it seemed harmless enough since I was...
I’d met this girl in one of my classes. Jenny’s her name. There had been instant electricity between us. She’s small, slender, and blond with a great ... uh ... behind. Sitting near her in class, it’d been natural to say hello and chat about school work. That she’s attractive and sexy added to the delight. Jenny and I had taken to having lunch after class several days each week, initially talking about class work and comparing notes. Later we began to open up about ourselves. We’d developed...
Carl and his wife, Doris, had told me a lot about John, the now 50% partner in Carl's firm. His first wife cheated on him and he divorced her. His second marriage was unsuccessful, too and he broke some limbs on his wife's lovers when he caught them together just two weeks after the wedding. He got three years in prison suspended for five years. His first wife got a restraining order against John so he couldn't see his two daughters at all. I was very sorry for him, especially for his...
If Wendy had been an ordinary two-legged woman, her chance to be my wife would have been zero. I completely lacked trust in all women, but Wendy was outside this ordinary group because of her amputation. That's why she often tells me how glad she is of being handicapped, as that was her key to gaining a good husband and two smart, beautiful and healthy kids. Naturally, she tells this to me as if it was a joke, but her humorous comment has some truth to it at the core. We laugh when she...
John doesn't want to tell this, therefore I have to relate these events. All right this is my encounter with this impertinent scurvy bitch Amy. She was my husband's first wife. The Malls and the Hypermarkets were invented for me, because I can shop alone or with my husband in these places. I can buy a few things there, using my backpack for transport. If we need to make large or volume purchases however, I go with my husband. I was three months pregnant with our son, when I wanted some...
I took the DNA samples to the diagnostic laboratory and was not surprised when the test results were positive. I brought the official results home a week later and commissioned the farmable certificates. I directed these be sent to my wife. That night I showed the official results to Wendy and she hugged and kissed me passionately. We made love for a long time that night. Wendy paid the for tests and the farmable certificates so her birthday present plan was complete. When the certificates...
John went to work and I remained alone with the kids. Becky was now three and Mark, four and half and both were smart, well behaved and healthy. They were perhaps a little more serious than the other children of the same age. I think they acted as if they were a bit older due in part, I think, to my being an amputee. I was planning to invite them for lunch and dinner. I told John I would captivate them as I had him on my twenty-first birthday. John said with a worried smile that I was the...
My daughters settled into their own rooms. I hauled their luggage to their rooms and they put away their things in the dressers and closets and the bathroom. I went down to the kitchen to help my wife a little with the meal preparation, but left her alone later in the kitchen. When the girls were ready they went to the kitchen and my Kitchen Fairy cooked them the same way as she did the Child Welfare Agents and me years before. Wendy bewitched my older daughters with her skilled kitchen work....
Amy got custody back so I was picking John's daughters up and returning them to Amy. This was going to be our second weekend; I had never entered Amy's house, the girls always came out with their weekend packs on Friday afternoon. Then I would take them home on Sunday evening. They were happy when they were with us and we never talked about Amy with them. Next was the start of our two week summer holiday. I went by the three seats state Ford Focus station wagon on Friday afternoon to bring...
"All right girls," he said, clapping his hands together. "This is a math class, after all! Take your seats and we'll get to work! Pop quiz time!" Erika and Christine grumbled, saying that they had already earned A's in the class and couldn't they just fuck some more? Kyle pointed out that Hillary was still failing miserably and that if she didn't have good students like them as examples, she would never be able to be able to get it through her stupid head. The girls glared at Hillary...
"Nick, Donny's here again. Pay the boy, now," ShirleyCummings said. Nick Cummings, 27, was a tall, strongly ruggedbusinessman. His wife was going away for the weekend to visither mother.The newspaper boy, Donny, came up the walkway with a bundleof papers in his hand."Hi, Mr. Cummings!" The boy said cheerily. Nick leaned outof the door and stared dreamily at the young man. Donny woretight 501 Levi's and no shirt. Nick watched as the boy bent overto pick up a coin he'd dropped.Nick's...
"PAUL, BRYAN'S HERE AGAIN. PAY THE BOY, NOW," SHIRLEY NASH SAID. PAULNASH, 27, WAS A TALL, STRONGLY RUGGED BUSINESSMAN. HIS WIFE WAS GOING AWAYFOR THE WEEKEND TO VISIT HER MOTHER. THE NEWSPAPER BOY, BRYAN, CAME UP THE WALKWAY WITH A BUNDLE OF PAPERS INHIS HAND. "HI, MR. NASH!" THE BOY SAID CHEERILY. PAUL LEANED OUT OF THE DOOR AND STARED DREAMILY AT THE YOUNG MAN. BRYANWORE TIGHT 501 LEVI'S AND NO SHIRT. PAUL WATCHED AS THE BOY BENT OVER TOPICK UP A COIN HE'D DROPPED. PAUL'S HEART...
Have you ever wanted to just do something really naughty? Well, I have. My name is Tammy, and I was divorced about 4 months ago. My ex was a scum bag that had no idea of how to treat or please a woman, if you know what I mean. Oh sure, we all want the bad boy when we are dating, but ultimately, they make terrible husbands and lovers. We lasted a whopping 9 months before I caught the bastard cheating on me with a filthy little skank from the grocery store. Well, I say good riddance; she can have...
Sempre tive um tesão enorme pela minha irmã, desde os tempos de infãncia ela já dava traços da vagabundinha que seria no futuro. Em meio as brincadeirinhas quando tinhamos 10 anos, ela pegava no meu pau, me mostrava a calcinha, deixava eu brincar com a bucetinha dela, tudo na maior inocencia..eu já me mostrava todo tesudinho querendo uma bucetinha. Ela ficava por horas me mostrando (e vestindo) as calcinhas que pegava na gaveta da nossa mãe, que por sinal é muito gostosa..e coisa que fui...
Gisel is my cousins wife. She's 31 mexican doesn't know any English she's an elementary school teacher lives in juarez and only has been with 1 man in her life. She's 5ft 5in tall, juicy tits plump ass sexy face and great brown tan skin. Every time I see her I struggle not to get hard, ever since I saw her ive wanted to fuck her. 1 day I went by myself to juarez because I was going to play with my cousin in the Sunday soccer league. I showed up at his house expecting to see him there so we can...
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As I picked up the diary with blue pages I thought twice about reading it… it wasn’t locked Dear Diary I saw him again last night… I wonder if he has noticed the way I look at him yet… how my eyes move over him like hands, I wonder if he feels them. Being married I knew the thoughts I had where wrong… at least that’s what I thought… but how could they be. Feelings I thought where long gone… had died long ago, you know the one’s… little butterflies in your stomach… the warmth of the blush as...
"What is this?" "What does it look like, Bobby?" "Please, Sas," he said with a tone of frustration. "How many times have I--" "It's a composition notebook ... ROBERT ... is that better?" She slid it before him, leaned in closer, and reminded him, "And my name is Sally, if you're going to be an ass." He didn't respond, knowing he'd been rude. He looked the worn notebook over closer and said, "Okay, SALLY ... why are you giving me a used composition notebook?" He opened it and found it filled...
FantasyExam paper discovered in yacht sailor stole EXAM PAPER MILK MAID DEGREE SPERM FARM ADMINISTRATION Niceday 14 Sagittarius 563 4 Lady Hours YOU MAY CHOOSE 3 QUESTIONS OUT OF 5 Feminae super omnes TOP SECRET TERRITORAL ARCHIVES NOT TO BE PUBLISHED UNTIL 3350 1 The farm manager has asked you to prepare the servicing centre for next months Stud service . There will be 40 clients attending The Farm has amongst male stock the following categories 40 (3 cums a day ) 80(2 cad ) 500(1 cad) Explain...
“OK, OK. I'm coming.” Every ring set off explosions in my poor head. Opened the door. “What is it?” Young girl standing there. Red hair, freckle face. Crisp white cotton blouse, red pleated skirt, running shoes. Her eyes went wide at the sight of me dripping wet, bleary eyed. The towel wasn't the best cover up. “C-c-collecting for the p-p-paper, s-sir.” She stammered. Sounded a bit confused. No wonder, my towel exposed me up to the hip but what was the big deal, my front was...
it was true. She had an okay face, big brown eyes with too much mascara. light brown skin, long mexican hair with those ugly fake streaks in them, pear shaped body with a little acne.. she was attractive enough to fuck, and ugly enough to not feel guilty when i finished her off. "Did you ever think about getting braces to fix that shit?" she didnt answer. i looked down at her, you could tell she was becoming aware how bad tonight would turn out. I looked around for something blunt...
Saturday,11:00 am. I was having a shower trying to get rid of a rather nasty hangover when the damn doorbell rang. Loud. Damn near made my head bust. I tried to ignore it but some idiot kept pushing the bell. Shelly, my wife, works Saturdays so I had to answer the damn thing myself. I turned the shower off, grabbed a towel, held it round my waist and stumbled down the stairs, dripping. ?OK, OK. I'm coming.? Every ring set off explosions in my poor head. I opened the door. ?What is it?? A young...
Interracial73 Jon The paperladI was 12 years old and had a prime paper route in the middle of my city, delivering the morning newspaper to such places as the Police station, Fire station and some top law offices. Included were a number of apartment buildings that meant going to different floors each morning. One particular morning would change things greatly for me. I was halfway through my delivery route when I came to one apartment building that had only one delivery; to the second floor which I could...
"Honey, it's time for your paper route!""Alright mom! I'm coming!" And Carly Simpson wasn't k**ding. She was coming, hard. As she spoke to her mother, she had three fingers of one hand jammed up her tight teenage cunt, and she was using the other hand to rub her swollen clit. She stood in front of the full-length dressing mirror on the back of her closet door, and watched herself as she orgasmed. The nipples on her perky tits stood out like bullets, her curly blond hair bounced on her...
FLYPAPER By Lana B. This story may not be re-posted without the permission of the author. *** The grimy ceiling lamp gently swayed on its rusted chain as the overworked floor fan ten feet away noisily labored to circulate the dank air in the warehouse's cellar. The lamp's wavering light beam shone downward in a broadening cone that softly illuminated the immediate area around the small wooden table but not much else beyond its perimeter. Steve looked into the...
Beware the story is unfinished in parts! My 18th birthday started off great... and then I got hit by a truck Like I said it started off great and my dying thought was "Man, I wish I could have had sex". That was kinda a mistake. The sound of the horn blaring was still ringing in my ears as I looked around and saw I was in a dim office piled with paper and a bored looking man was looking at a computer screen in front of me. "Alright it looks like we can fit you in, we have a position open for a...
Mind Control(The following is a direct sequel to the MCSA classic Wishbone: Student Teaching. The story picks up a short time after that one ends.) Janet Gardner walked to the door as her doorbell rang. It was almost 7 PM now; far later than any company that the 54 year old spinster generally expected to receive. "Who could possibly need anything this late?" She grumbled to herself. As she opened the door and saw who waited on the other side, her irritation grew. An average looking teenage boy stood on...
Mind ControlNamjin smiled. He had been dreading this meeting for a week, but now he knew that it would go well. Very, very well. He peeked into his shopping bag and smiled at the presents he had obtained for his boss. Then he clutched the wishbone that the little demon had given him. Yes, he would be promoted today. Of this he was quite certain. Shirley Johnson sat behind her desk and did not look up as Namjin entered her office. She had never showed him any sort of respect in all the years she had been...
High above the firmament, the Son of Morning's flesh was wrent Struck by Michael's flaming sword, a finger fell from Hades' Lord The rebel angels all were smote, the fallen digit escaped note Down to the new formed earth it fell, imbued with the power of heaven and hell In a barren, sunny spot, the severed finger lay to rot Chard flesh fell away from bone, as God descended from His throne Creating plants & fish & fowl, the raven & the spotted owl One raven found a finger bone,...
Kyle entered Ms. Moran's classroom, clutching the wishbone, and was delighted to see that he hadn't misheard the old battleaxe. If anything could compensate for his missing out on the senior cheerleaders, Erika & Christine certainly qualified. Christine Saeki had been the perfect little straight laced scholar that her Japanese-immigrant parents wanted her to be when they had started high school. Somewhere along the way to their senior year, though, she had rebelled big time and taken...
"What is going on in this school today?" Moran demanded from the doorway. "You two get off him this instant!" The girls startled in his lap, looked sheepish and started to get up. "Stay where you are, girls," Kyle said. "This bitch can't tell you what to do. You're my sluts now and no one else can make you do anything." The girls giggled and snuggled into him again. The teacher flew into a rage. "Now you listen up, Kyle Phillips!" she sputtered "I'm the teacher, you're the...
"All right, girls!" Kyle said, grinning at the three girls. "Welcome to Mr. Philips's After School Tutorial for Skanks! You are here because you are failing your math class and the only way you're going to be graduating from high school next week is if you can find a way to convince me that you deserve a better grade from me." "Erika, what do you think you could do to improve your grade?" he asked the horny goth girl. "Oh, Mr. Philips, I'd do just about anything," she said, her...
"Stop!" Kyle commanded and Melissa froze. "Come on in, Melissa! Close the door behind you." Horrified, the valedictorian did just that. She stood with her back to the door trying not to look at what Kyle's class was doing. Hillary, not knowing what to do, tried to bob her head along Kyle's shaft, though she had a hard time finding a rhythm. "W ... where is Ms. Moran?" Melissa asked. "Oh, I'm sure she's around here somewhere," Kyle said, stroking Hillary's hair. "Did you need...
It was the Friday after Thanksgiving and my husband had to work and my son had gone for the weekend to stay with some friends, so I took the time to start putting up the Christmas decorations in our home. It was quite warm that day since we live in the South so all I had on was a white, button blouse and a pair of loose white gym shorts (the nylon silky kind) with no bra or panties. I was hanging garland around the fireplace when the front doorbell rang.I went to the window and peeked out to...
First TimeI got out of bed at 6 AM to make my husband breakfast as usual. Quarter to seven he left for work and I had half an hour before I had to wake the children up for school. It was part of my daily routine. As usual I couldn't make any ruckus because that would wake the children up early and they wouldn't like that. Instead I just poured myself a cup of coffee as I do every morning. Still wearing the robe I went to get the morning paper exactly as usual. But this morning the paper wasn't...
Disclaimer: Due to some strong sexual content, you must be eighteen years old in order to read this story. Also, any resemblance to any real people out there is purely coincidental. This story is totally a figment of my imagination - although, inspiration from real people did help the direction I took! Note: This story involves three different themes happening at the same time. This story is nothing like I have ever attempted before, and although I had loads of fun writing...
The day hadn't started off particularly greatI had just found out that the bank that I worked for wouldn't be renewing my temporary contract. And so it was that I found myself drinking my sorrows at the pub that evening with Rachel, my (now) ex-colleague. Rachel was a Jewish beauty. Pale skin, rosy cheeks, piercing gren eyes, raven-black hair and noble features. She was on the curvy side, just as I liked my women. She was also demure, tacftful and considerate - she had told me she had a...