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To the reader: I’ve always known that lies are never good, even when done for the right reason. This little story shows what can happen when the truth is hidden by fabrications and lies. Thanks to jo for editing. There is no sex in this story. This is fiction so, well, you know the routine. Enjoy. ******** ‘I’ve done a lot of stupid things in my life but this takes the cake!’ I remember that thought flashing through my mind that as I ran head long down the alley. Then I don’t remember...
Who do I think I'm kidding? You're reading this on a site called stupidmaria.com - a so-called reality-style porn site about me and how stupid I am. So I'm thinking what's the use in trying to convince you that I'm not stupid? I don't know why my new webmaster (or do I call her webmistress if it's a girl?) wants me to write this. It's not a rebuttal. If I didn't want to be Stupid Maria, the best thing we could do is take the damned site offline. But that's not what I'm doing. I'm...
I'm getting older now and dont have the patience I used to have, really dealing with the stupid young cunt around now is almost not worth it.I have a steady piece of cunt that I use, its happy to have me around and I can always get a blowjob or a handy from it. When its on the rag I do it up the shitter too, only problem with it is that its vagina is a monster - really I think ist k** must have come out sideways -haha - no other way to explain how a vag could be that loose. But the best thing...
I am a 20-year-old college boy and live in hyderabad in a colony. In the neighboring house there was a newly married women. She was sexy with a slim body and curvy boobs. She usually stared at me while I passed by in front of her house. Her husband was a businessman and always used to be out of the station. I understood that she was a sexually unsatisfied woman but I could do nothing except stare at her from a safe distance. One evening when I was passing by she ask me for help. I went eagerly...
Last Entry: Bobbi Sue?s Diary, May 2003 I'm a dud diarist. I've only made nine entries in mine since May 2000. And when I reread what I wrote, I realize that I'm too thick-headed to keep a diary. I mean: I must be the most na?ve girl living in North Texas. It's embarrassing to look at the entries. I should have cottoned on to Jack's big secret long before I did. First Entry: Bobbi Sue?s Diary, May 2000 Jack is my best guy friend, so I wish knew more about him. But he's k...
Stupid Rules Janet L. Stickney [email protected] The introduction of new rules regarding equal opportunities for girls, allowing them to participate in all sports had consequences not envisioned by the writers of that law. At higher levels, separate but equal worked, but in the lower levels, well, it wasn't so good. For example, any girl could try out for the team, and if she was good enough, she had to be included. But Title X did not change any of the rules regarding personal...
This is a story about how a stupid mistake and even more stupid decisions spiraled out of control This is a story about how a stupid mistake and even more stupid decisions spiraled out of control. I write erotic stories. I have been writing for several years. As time went on the vanilla erotica turned to BDSM erotica. As that venue was explored in my stories, my husband and I started to dabble in BDSM in real life and I became bored with writing about it and moved to more extreme erotica...
She drivers her audi and think she is a queenyet I know she is a bitch who dont take care of her man bbcShe was bragging at work like she do all the time about shit she do, very average things who dont deserve a story, but queen of the stupid go on to babble all day with anyone around to listen''He is going to freeze is ass here while i drink mojitos with the girls''she kept saying , her trip in the south starting tomorrow with her ''girlz''How easy and loud she let me know he will be home...
It's about Humiliation and someone who's not yet at one with his other self but is forcibly outed. Please don't read it if you don't like the sound of this. Stupid Part I By Sascha Davison. "Oh... My... God!" I turned and the blood drained from my face. My ex girlfriend Deborah stood at the door to her room with an expression of utter shock. This was not surprising really because she had returned to her room to find me standing in front of her...
He fought hard to believe if what he had been noticing for a while now was true. It was difficult to conceive it would be that easy, easier to believe there was a catch. Daniel was twenty-eight years old and had had his fair share of flings and relationships, but nothing that would stick; nothing the way he’d have really hoped for. He felt his life was short of excitement, short of what he looked for in someone. Then, Diana appeared, and everything changed. She was his soon-to-be step-sister,...
He fought hard to believe if what he had been noticing for a while now was true. It was difficult to conceive it would be that easy, easier to believe there was a catch. Daniel was twenty-eight years old and had had his fair share of flings and relationships, but nothing that would stick; nothing the way he’d have really hoped for. He felt his life was short of excitement, short of what he looked for in someone. Then, Diana appeared, and everything changed. She was his soon-to-be step-sister,...
He fought hard to believe if what he had been noticing for a while now was true. It was difficult to conceive it would be that easy, easier to believe there was a catch. Daniel was twenty-eight years old and had had his fair share of flings and relationships, but nothing that would stick; nothing the way he’d have really hoped for. He felt his life was short of excitement, short of what he looked for in someone. Then, Diana appeared, and everything changed. She was his soon-to-be step-sister,...
Hi, my cutie pies. How’s the day? This is a continuation of my story. Please read the previous parts to enjoy the story. But before I continue my story, I would like to thank the ISS team for publishing my story. I got to make many friends who read my story and send their valuable feedback. Some became very close friends of mine. Thank you very much for being my buddies. Here I continue. The next day I was fidgety. It’s been a long wait since I proposed her. And after yesterday’s incident, my...
Maggie's Secret's Secret This story is purely fiction. No corporations or names represent real people or companies in any way. I appreciate all story reviews to help me become a better writer or, from a purely selfish perspective, make me want to continue writing. If you like the story I've written numerous others that you might want to read. You can search for all my stories by using the 'author search' and typing in the author, 'Want2BaGirl'. I hope you enjoy. Part One -...
The Deep and Dark Secret. By Susan Brown It was on Paddington Station in the heart of London that their eyes met across the crowded platform. Susan's heart missed a beat when she saw him glance at his watch and then look up at her. He smiled handsomely; his gleaming white teeth brightened her day and most of the platform. She went wobbly at the knees. He was at least 6-foot tall, wide shouldered, about 29 years old, blond...
The Presidential Secret By Gigi Julianne Langworth is the first woman president of the United States. It all happened very suddenly. It was about two in the morning, local time and 30,000 feet over the Atlantic flying from Paris on Air Force Two when Langworth was awoken from her nap. "Madam Vice-President, uh, we have bad news," whispered the secret service agent, "We just confirmed that President Hunt is dead of heart attack." Julianne's eyes opened in shock. Jason Hunt was a...
By lunch, word of Peggy and me no longer dating was all anyone wanted to talk about. I had grabbed Yuri when he saw Peggy and Mitch holding hands. My little Russian tough guy had to be convinced I was okay with it. I appreciated he would be willing to deal with something like that. Peggy nodded to me to say thanks. Luckily, Mitch was none the wiser. I walked into lunch late, because I'd had to fend off Lisa Felton. She'd gotten it in her head I should take her to the Valentine's Dance on...
Tami and I had arrived in Columbus the night before, because the football staff wanted to show us around before sign in at eleven that morning. We were directed to the Woody Hayes Athletic Center. The facilities had been originally built in the late 80s. Recently they did an almost twenty million dollar upgrade and expansion. If there was a better football facility in the country, I wanted to see it. Tami and I went to reception to meet our guide who turned out to be a guy that looked like...
When I got to school who would have believed it, hell had frozen over. That's right hell froze over! How did I know? Jeff told me. "David, I thought you should know ... Hell froze over." Jeff usually wasn't one to make such biblical proclamations, so I knew it had to be something huge. "What is it?" Jeff looked around to make sure no one was listening. He pulled me over towards the entrance and turned me towards the parking lot. I gave him a quizzical look, "What am I looking...
I woke to find just Tracy in bed with me. She was curled up with her head on my shoulder as a pillow. I kissed her nose and got out of bed. She groaned, "What time is it?" "It is just after seven. We need to meet Rafael at 8:00 to see the rough draft of the commercial. I'm going to call down and have them have our breakfast ready in the dining room. What do you want?" "French toast with bacon," Tracy said as she rolled out of bed. I will never get tired of seeing her naked body. She...
A Shower with my Secret Desire I check my watch, I know I am late, bloody trains, then the traffic. I know you’re going to be getting ready, and I wanted to see your transformation with my own eyes. From tracksuit to queen, ready to walk confidently on my arm. I get to the door and I know where you keep your spare key, so I simply get it and open the door. Once inside I can hear the shower running and your music playing. “Bugger!” I think. With that I hear you walking around. “Oh I’m not to...
Part 4 I woke up the next morning and groaned deeply as I felt a pair of lips sliding down my morning erection. Even before I was fully awake I was thrusting my hips upwards to meet that willing mouth. “Isn’t your sister good at sucking cock, my little baby!” came the whisper in my ear. My eyes shot open and I would have been panic stricken except for the feeling of a pair of cheeks hollowing against the side of my cock. I looked at my mother lying beside me as her pointed nails took hold of...
IncestStory taken from SecretFriends.com forum!I'm relaxing in a luxurious motel room in Northern Florida, watching out the window every now and then and wondering what the hell I'm doing here. I realize what brought me south; a holiday trip to visit a relative in Georgia, but what made me stop here in this five-star motel on my way home? I recognize what I'm doing isn't right, but, this time, I’m just out of control. Or I must accept that I want to be out of control. And then again, my deviant mind...
Hopefully, most of you who have arrived at this story have already read “Fresh Fuckmeat in Thailand I and II”, so I won’t belabor the principles behind my Streams of Fuckmeat. I’ll just give a bit of an introduction here, and talk briefly about Thai women before diving in to Fuckmeat Stream Three. Work in international corporate and governmental consulting has placed me in the position to have fucked eight hundred three women, spread out over 46 countries worldwide. In five of those countries...
A Shower with my Secret Desire I check my watch, I know I am late, bloody trains, then the traffic. I know you’re going to be getting ready, and I wanted to see your transformation with my own eyes. From tracksuit to queen, ready to walk confidently on my arm. I get to the door and I know where you keep your spare key, so I simply get it and open the door. Once inside I can hear the shower running and your music playing. “Bugger!” I think. With that I hear you walking around. “Oh I’m not to...
Straight SexDo you have a secret stash? Of course, you fucking do! We all do! Whether you are talking about that ounce of reefer you have stuck behind your bookshelf or all those old VHS porno tapes you are hiding from your mother for some reason, we all have one! Or did have one, until we moved out of our parent’s basement like the big boys we are!Well, Secret Stash also has its own secret stack. So much that it named the premise Secret Stash! The platform has a fuck load of videos available for you to...
Free Porn Tube SitesIt was without doubt the most embarrassing moment of my life. There I stood in a back street with a brown paper bag between my feet and its contents, five dirty mags, spread out on the pavement in front of me. Not only that, but Mrs Hotter was standing there staring, hand over mouth.Mrs Hotter was her real name, by the way, which occasioned a great deal of sniggering among us boys-becoming-men, but that’s neither here nor there. Let me give you the background.It was the day after my 18th...
MILFSTREET STORIES:My Homeboy’s Girlfriend (The Secret)By WebbHe that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore. -Sigmond Freud The very best part of a secret lies in the telling. -Stephen Pinto I have contended for a long time that the best part of a secret is in the telling…yeah I’m Stephen Pinto, a.k.a. Big Webb. This story is an example of that....
This is a strange, short story that I wrote a long time ago, which is what it is – nothing will be added to it. It’s much more gentle than the usual fare that I come up with, and is dedicated to a lovely woman I used to know named Beth. Any comments, suggestions, feedback – postive, negative or otherwise – appreciated, to [email protected]~~~~!!!!!!!~~~~~I have a secret.? A little hidden treasure that I keep locked away.? Nobody knows about it yet, because if they did, I never know what...
ROBERTO'S SECRET by Spanky Dee Cody Daniels was only trying to help her country; she never dreamed things would come to this. She was patriotic and felt compelled to do whatever asked of her to aid in the capture of the terrorist known only as "Roberto." But lying in his bed, bound and gagged, Cody wondered why she let herself go this far in the Bureau's plan to nab the world's most wanted and hated man. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ It...
I close my eyes for a moment and thenreluctantly tear them open again. My desk is a mess and I start to tidy up my desk. I see the time and realize it is so late and by now I should have been home already. I leave my office and walk down the corridor and soon realize that I am completely alone. The quiet is so welcoming after a day of challenges. My iPod is a welcome companion and I put on my earphones and select shuffle. A soft slow song starts off, its just easy listening with almost no...
I'm copying this story from here: https://www.writing.com/main/interact/item_id/1884280-Girlfriends-Futanari-Secret because I prefer the interface of this site. Please feel free to copy entries from the story map, found here: https://www.writing.com/main/interact/item_id/1884280-Girlfriends-Futanari-Secret/action/outline. In the original story, underage sex was allowed, but since that is against the rules here on this site, please make the appropriate modifications to fit site rules. I tried to...
TranssexualSRU: Hank's Secret By Bashful ******************** Author's note: Many thanks, once again, to Janice Dreamer who improved this story immensely with her skillful editing and nit picking. I am deeply grateful Jan. ******************** Hank Wilson was the kind of son any parent would be proud of. He was the starting center for the Gus Grissom High School basketball team, the Astronauts. He had a solid 'B' average and he was popular with most of the kids in his senior class. ...
Victoria has her Secret (she used to be Victor), and so does Mindy. Many know what is really going on at Fictionmania, yet come back repeatedly. Thus, for the first time, a detailed expose by a victim; and a warning: "Don't do what I did!" (With "apologies" to Mindy, Jennifer Lorissa-Leigh, Jodi Anderson, Jackie, RH Music, Edith Bellamy, Ellie Dauber, and Pamela for any untruths and for mentioning their stories: acknowledgements are at the end of this story. I apologize to anyone I was...
I close my eyes for a moment and thenreluctantly tear them open again. My desk is a mess and I start to tidy up my desk. I see the time and realize it is so late and by now I should have been home already. I leave my office and walk down the corridor and soon realize that I am completely alone. The quiet is so welcoming after a day of challenges. My iPod is a welcome companion and I put on my earphones and select shuffle. A soft slow song starts off, its just easy listening with almost no...
VoyeurJanuary 2019Half an inch from clearing the history, the cursor skids to a halt when five forgotten downloads rivet her attention. What was an innocent routine of moving some trip photos between devices takes a disturbing twist as a seaside day's souvenirs are eclipsed by the radioactive, quintet wink of his name. Their viewer's carefully applied cosmetic calm dissolves as if the screen's icy flicker were a bank of thousand-watt floods, and she, the soloist whose voice had cracked on the...
CheatingAnother from me I hope you’ll enjoy. Again, as usual with this site, I wrote this in what was almost one continuous effort and, once more as per usual, because of time constraints, it’s largely unchecked and has received no edits. To that end, please forgive any typos and/or other errors in the text. I hope any fuck-ups which remain don’t detract from your enjoyment of the scene.Thanks for reading.Ricky – Cambridgeshire, UK – 12th of July 2020***“What is at about me?”I felt awkward, embarrassed...
I had only kept one secret from my boyfriend of 21 years. Or so I thought. We have a great relationship, even down to what we feel is our kinky side. And it is not so kinky from what I have been reading about others.I discovered chastity several months ago while at a pool party. My boyfriend, I should mention, travels alot for his job and is gone usually about 4 days out of each week. Anyway, while at this pool party, a good buddy of mine was in chastity and showed me his device. He was wearing...
Title: Her Dirty Little SecretRating: NC17Summary: After the Golden Globes Award Party Laura comes home to her only secret slave who nobody in the whole wide world knows about, not even her real life boyfriend.Feedback: always appreciated!Note: Just a fantasy. Not a real story. *sighs* I Wish!Mistress! You're home! Did you have fun?" the slave asked as he opened his arms wide to give her a hug, but his Mistress grabbed both filthy hands, making sure that they did not stain the expensive...
My Friends Secret It was a normal day in Brookfield High School. "Here we go, another boring week is starting" thought George. He was a 16 year old teenager not too different from other guys. He was a friendly boy, always optimistic and always ready to offer a hand to anyone who needs it. He had a best friend Michael, a boy who was in many ways like him, with the difference that while George was sociable and optimistic, he was much more timid and pessimistic. Like every other Monday...
I watched her dancing on the dance floor, I watched her watching me watch her, and I started walking toward her. She was moving sexily as she danced, so many people around us, but we never noticed any of them. "Secret" was the only one I paid any attenion to. When I got up to her, I pulled her close to me, looking down into her beautiful, sexy blue eyes. She was shorter than I am, she was only 5' 2" tall, but she was so beautiful and sexy, built like a dream, with a body made for loving...
"I fucking knew it, you jerk! You have been having an affair with her!" Jenna screamed while shedding tears."No, no, no, sweetie," I pleaded, coming to her. "It's not what it looks like," I told her, grabbing her hands."Oh, really? Then what is it? Are you two just playing naked charades?" she wondered, putting her hands up."No, I just..." I whimpered before I bit my lip and waved my hands around."You just what, Tony? You are a jackass! She shows off her panties and asks about our sex life,...
NovelsStupid Mistake By Donna Williams I first discovered the sensual feeling of nylon nighties while detailed to clean out my parent's basement. These nighties were my mothers when she was a teenager. They had a musty smell from their storage in the damp basement, and I really have no idea what possessed me to try them on. However, once on, I had my first erection and, after a few minutes, my first orgasm. I then found a couple of dresses and skirts, and tried...
Stupid (Part II) By Sascha Davison "Okay, sweetie, this is what's going to happen next." purred Deborah. Deborah and Isabelle had come down to my room having spent a long hour up in Deborah's room together. I had changed back into my male clothes. Deborah was standing with her hands on her hips and with the help of her beige tight skirt and brown knee high boots, she had assumed her usual air of somebody not to be messed with. Isabelle stood at the door...
Okay, part II wasn't as good as part I. Here's part III and like the other two parts, it's silly stuff, but I hope you like it. You can e-mail me at [email protected] Stupid part III Next morning I was woken up by a banging on my door early in the morning. Deborah walked in with a huge grin on her face. She was wearing tight jeans with heals and a loose shirt. "And how is our little slut this morning? Been dreaming about real men? I hope you're ready for a busy day...
Daniel looked at the stairs apprehensively. Diana would come down to have breakfast with them at any minute, and he was both excited to see the girl again, as he could already imagine the promising day ahead, and worried, wondering if she would be able to navigate this new thing between them. She was young, and one mistake could be enough for their parents to realize something was happening. His mother finding out about what they did the night before would be a nightmare scenario, and he...
A very good article I found defining a snapshot, a slice of life, or a piece of time. August 11, 2007 by Joel Falconer When I was in high school, I remember an English teacher sternly warning the class: "A short story has a clear-cut beginning, middle and end. I will look for this in your story, and if I cannot find it, I will fail you." What she didn't realize is that a good short story seldom works this way. She was stuck in the rigid conformity to the linear that the educational system...
We landed in Newcastle just before five in the morning, local time. Devin had us quickly loaded in a travel van, and on the road to Ambleside. The driver said it would take two hours to get there, but Devin promised a big tip if we got there sooner. We arrived in front of the hotel at six forty-five. There, everyone got out except Devin and me. The Langdale Valleys are located in the Lake District National Park in the county of Cumbria, in the northwest of England. There are two valleys, the...
Kendal came and picked me up after church and brunch. We were meeting Tami, Missy, and Harper at the airport. Tami had gone home with Harper over the weekend. They had stayed for graduation at Wesleyan. The girls were excited about their big adventure. It turned out that they were seated with Kendal and Clare. Did I really want all of them comparing notes? I boarded first class to find a kid a little older than I was, was sitting in my seat. I hate it when that happens. "Hey, I think...
I had just returned home from my morning workout, when Mom made me promise that instead of swimming at Beth’s I would go with her to the hospital. I’d been putting it off. Every time I thought of it, I would see Terri in my mind’s eye, the girl Mom was friends with at the cancer center at Stanford, and the girl who passed away. What finally convinced me was when Mom said I knew one of the children. As we parked, Mom gave me some pointers. “This is a traumatic time for these kids. Be patient...
I had called Peggy last night and we arranged to run this morning. She explained that since I was now dating her, I should come pick her up. That was why I found myself jogging up to her house. Mr. Pratt was coming out the back door to go to work. "Morning," I said in way of a greeting. "I want to talk to you," he said in an unfriendly way. I just stopped, and tried to figure out what his deal was. "Who do you think you are taking my daughter out and getting her drunk?" he...
I was dreading this week. It was Homecoming, and Eve Holliday was coming back to shoot her video for Hometown Hero. I was still not happy about her breakup song, as it made me look as though I'd cheated on her. I had told Kendal that I would help her any way I could, and that promise was about to be called in. They were supposed to meet me at the park this morning, and follow me on a run. I grabbed some running clothes, and I made sure I had my Range Sports gear. I went out and stretched...
I was kissed awake. "You're so cute when you sleep," Nancy said as she ran her fingers through my hair. I looked at the clock. There was an hour before my alarm was to go off. I grinned, having an idea why she had awakened me. "Good morning, Sunshine. Why are you so happy this morning?" "Because my man was so good to me last night I couldn't see sending him off to the salt mines without a little loving," she almost purred. I rewarded her by giving her a deep soulful kiss. Nancy...
Tracy had another breakdown, mid-week. Her depression didn't seem to be getting any better. Tom talked to me, and there was talk where she would drop out of school for a semester and get some extensive treatment. He never came out and said it, but I suspected they were worried she might do something stupid. I had gone over to see her Thursday night, but she was asleep. I never got a chance to talk to her. One unexpected result from last Saturday night, was Brit's new bodyguards: her...
I woke with my usual morning hard-on. My eyes were still closed, but I felt the presence of a warm female body in my bed. I felt a wave of pure bliss and I nestled my dick against her panty clad ass. In my sleep, my right hand found a handful of tit. I felt a hard nipple pushing through fabric into my palm. This was almost better than waking up to a blow job. Sleep started to leave my brain when I became aware I had no idea who was in my bed. To my surprise, it was Tami. She had apparently...
Mom woke us up so Angie could feed Kyle. I looked at the clock. It was 3:00 am. I grabbed my pillow and went to my living room to sleep on the couch. My alarm went off at 7:00 a.m., which woke Kyle up. I entertained him while Angie took a shower. She stole a pair of shorts and one of my button-up dress shirts. She looked damn fine with her wet hair. She smirked when she saw my morning wood. I just handed her Kyle and took my shower. When I got out, she was gone. I went down to the house for...
Are people anything but selfish? All the people I've met have tried to change me, my actions to the perspective they have of me. Even I'm no different. I'm trying to do the right thing as I find it. I don't know. I wish I didn't have to find these answers. I went through with the divorce. I went for a 50-50 split. I donated as much money as I could over the next month. Rest I left to the government relief fund, I don't care what happens to it. I moved to a motel, far from where I...
He takes her by the hand and leads her to the far corner, a place where shadows will screen them from the eyes of smokers who come outside to sit at wooden picnic tables. It will be a place of half-darkness. They will not be disturbed.She watches him glance back, checking no one has noticed them slip away. He is a married man, his wife an old friend of her Aunt Ruth. Her eyes follow his and she sees people coming and going, but nobody she knows. She is anonymous. The knowledge releases her from...
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