Anything For Georgetown Part three
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Jimmy is a 17 year old teen, in the town of Wilton, NH, a small hick-town way up North in the farthest reaches of New Hampshire’s borders, almost going into Maine. Jimmy is about, 6’3’’, 210lbs, he is a senior in high school and he is on his school’s wrestling team, and is in good shape. This is his story, and his town’s story. When Jimmy awoke, he wiped the grogginess from his eyes and looked at his clock “Ah, 11:50.….still got a few more minutes of sleep.” Jimmy finished his thought...
For those of you just looking for a quick wank, you should know that all of my stories have a slow build up... but hopefully to a happy ending.It was turning into a pretty rough year for me. Beth and I were fighting every day, and just couldn't live with each other any more. As a quick fix I moved out of our swank Toronto flat back to my home town and took an apartment at the rental property that my family owned. Then I started drinking my way into a bad head-space, with it eventually...
“So, Monica. You’re willing to do this?” “Well, yeah. I mean, it kind of sounds like fun in a way. The boys … well, they’re just interested in sex, and that’s pretty much it. They're all about sticking it in, and … I’ve not even had an orgasm. I don’t know if there’s something wrong with me … but …” Houlihan chuckled. “You’re young yet. To be honest, you probably won’t reach your sexual peak until you’re forty or so.” Monica frowned. “You’re kidding, right?” “No. Young men are reaching it at...
FetishThings were going well in the small town thought Austen Penn as he pulled up to the carport in his burgundy 2017 Nissan Altima. The music teacher and band director for the local high school moved here a three years ago after searching for jobs in a limited market. He by no means initially sought out to live in place with a population of just over 9,000 residents. He grew up in a decent sized city and loathed the idea of being limited culturally or sexually. See, the educator was a gay Black...
*** 1. CUMBUCKET WANTS TO DRESS LIKE A SLUT IN PUBLIC; When Cumbucket and I moved from a small town of 500 to a city of a million people I never ever thought Cumbucket would turn into a cum hungry slut . Cumbucket she’s a nice girl inside and out but when she gets into the position of bending over or spreading her leg’s her pussy start dribbling. I love having a quick hard fuck for my pleasure not hers just dump my load inside her right before we go shopping. Then quickly pulling her always too...
Group SexThe spring semester droned on. Monica found keeping up her self-confident persona a bit difficult. The sex with Houlihan was amazing and frightening at the same time. He’d finally satisfied her, bringing her to orgasm, the first she’d ever had with a man. But it was her first and last time. He’d made it clear that since she’d lied to him about having any more stripping parties, then doing the one in late December, was unforgiveable. Always, he held the threat of not getting into Georgetown over...
FetishWhat living in a small town can mean.Going through school, I really didn’t have a lot of friends in my hometown in the Central Valley. In the late 60’s, most of my classmates were already forming their own little groups. Now as most people know, that meant that you get associated with some people that you don’t even know, so it made good sense to be careful who you decided to hang around with. Coming from a large family, you tend to get unwanted advice from the older members, some of which you...
Hi friends this is raj again this is the story which is sent by one of my friend so please read stories. Life in a small town where everyone knows everyone can be like living in a fish bowel. For instance Mary and Joe Martin had a big fight one night about eight o’clock and by eight o’clock the next morning everyone in town knew about it and why. Joe had made a pass at the new waitress down at the hotel lunch room-bar. So when my Dad got sick and his time on this earth was limited everyone knew...
IncestMy next-door neighbour in number 13 was the only active fisherman left in our street. Not that Claus had all that fishing to do in the waters right outside our town, because the outlet of different phosphates and salts from agriculture consumed most of the oxygen in the waters, plus all the toxic wastes from Russia, Poland and Germany that were brought here by the Baltic. During the winters some of the fish returned, and Claus usually spent two or three months every winter here, but the rest...
Small Town Wondersbypenisleeve©Small towns can be wonderful places, with a sense of belonging and community. However they are also a source of frustration to every man who wants some uninhibited sex with no holds barred and plenty of sweat and cum for all. I lived in just such a town and I was not a happy chap. My balls ached with the need for some anonymous, raunchy sex with strangers jerking off in the local toilet block as people who knew you were just the other side of the door only had so...
Number three is one of the old fishermen's houses, restored and decorated in a classy, light blue colour with all the woodwork painted white. The narrow front garden is filled with glowing red and yellow roses of many different kinds, emphasizing the luminant blue of the house. I passed the old town only a month ago, and I couldn't help turning off the motorway to go back to Smallstreet to have a look. Ulla and Erik were still the inhabitants of number three, and I even had a chance for a...
Chapter 1 "It is easy to see the truth in hindsight but we are often blind during the journey." *** No one was home and Steve found himself sitting at his mom's dressing table. He'd thought about doing this many times and he had to try it. The table was literally begging him to sit down in front of the mirror. "Why am I here?" He tried not to give it much thought as he grabbed a tube of mascara and loosened the cap. After a deep breath, he brushed the applicator over his...
After Monica had left, Houlihan got up from his chair and changed into his sweats. He always brought an entire change of exercise clothes to work every day. He’d put himself in a precarious situation, but among the faculty and administration, Monica O’Toole caused mixed reactions. She was one of their brighter students, but her reputation baffled and even ashamed them. It was known that she was picking on Brenda Hartley, Brenda seethed under the verbal jabs, but hadn’t gone to school...
After Monica had left, Houlihan got up from his chair and changed into his sweats. He always brought an entire change of exercise clothes to work every day. He’d put himself in a precarious situation, but among the faculty and administration, Monica O’Toole caused mixed reactions. She was one of their brighter students, but her reputation baffled and even ashamed them. It was known that she was picking on Brenda Hartley; Brenda seethed under the verbal jabs, but hadn’t gone to school...
FetishThis is my first attempt at writing. Feedback is much appreciated.It was getting late, but we didn't want to leave each other. We had been going out for a while and it was the first time we'd really got to be alone. You see we both went to different schools in different towns. Lame. It's like that out in the country, everything's at least a hour drive from everywhere.Michelle was a varsity basketball player. I was the cool guy from Seattle. She had the tightest body. I had a good build because...
First TimeDanielle and Teddy were fraternal twins born to a wealthy family in Midtown. Their father, Mike, was a scientist who was credited with creation of many machines and techniques to make the human meat industry very successful. Their mother Brandi, stayed at home and raised the children, enjoying the riches amassed by her husband. At the age of 18, young adults earned the rights to vote, drive, and enter the upper floors of the local meat mall. Prior to 18, children could only enter the...
Two girls, Christa and Sara, decided to spent Christmas at Holiday’s Inn in small mountain town of Brucksberry. They have other school friends to meet there. Both just recently turned eighteen and parents reluctantly allowed them to drive there along in Christa’s new red convertible. “But beware of snow and ice on a roads, it can be nasty in the mountains, told them Sara’s father. Stay on the main road and make sure you have shovel and good pair of warm coats and boots with you. ” “Don’t worry,...
Number one is the only house in the street, which was never inhabited by fishermen. It housed the production and administration of a long forgotten local brewery, and in its present day restored state it contained, until two years ago, the offices and the living quarters of the town's most successful lawyer. A highly respected man he was, and he had to be, or he would not attract business. At the age of 42 he really looked what he was, a successful provincial lawyer. Always well dressed,...
LETTER FROM EISENGRIM TOWNSHIPDear Shoeblossom:Sometimes Brearley lets me jerk off. Kneeling on the hardwood floor on my bare knees, rubbing my stiff and long denied cock, it’s so painful! Brearley is always gorgeous, fully clothed as a striking contrast to my nakedness, in tight jeans or a sexy miniskirt, sometimes a tube top. Often she will wear a sexy business office outfit, which really, really makes me feel even more naked, humiliated, and excited.?Keep that willy whacking, Fremont, but...
Music Room, Medway High School 1:35 pm, Friday, March 9, 1979 “Mr. Nevins, Ms. Robertson and Ms. Labatt, do you three have any ‘new’ songs prepared, as per our agreement?” Mr. Ballows asked after everyone had gotten their instruments and taken their seats. Because the three of us were spread out in the large music room, I looked down at Sammy, who was sitting in the clarinet section, and then to Lynette, who was one row higher but across the room from Sammy with her flute. Both girls...
Jennifer Carmichael looked at her speedometer when she saw the flashing red and blue lights in her rearview mirror and heard the siren behind her. She had been going nearly seventy-five miles per hour. She slowed down and pulled to the side of the road. She waited a few moments as the small town deputy approached her car and asked her for her license and registration. She handed it to him and smiled.“Do you know how fast you were going, miss?” he asked her.“I guess I was a bit over the...
LesbianMonica looked behind her. Some boys had come upbehind her, and she and Nick had been surrounded, but when Blake had tripped up the stairs, Nick had whirled around and two of the boys who had come up behind them saw the gun and backed away. She got up the stairs and burst out of the house. Nick followed behind her. Oh Geez, she thought. This was bad. This was very bad. Nick had asked her about the gun during their phone call, and she’d said yes, but she never thought he’d have to bring it out....
Monica looked behind her. Some boys had come upbehind her, and she and Nick had been surrounded, but when Blake had tripped up the stairs, Nick had whirled around and two of the boys who had come up behind them saw the gun and backed away. She got up the stairs and burst out of the house. Nick followed behind her. Oh Geez, she thought. This was bad. This was very bad. Nick had asked her about the gun during their phone call, and she’d said yes, but she never thought he’d have to bring it out....
FetishAuthor’s Note: All characters are over the age of 18. **BEEP BEEP BEEP** Mary Beth slaps the off button on her alarm clock and lies back on her bed. She thinks about what all she has to do today. She thinks ‘Yea…First football game of the season…so excited…not…’ Mary Beth gets out of bed and goes through her morning ritual of getting ready for school. Since it is game day, she dresses her 5′ 10′ 135 lb frame in jeans and a school t-shirt with her boyfriend’s number on the back. Mary Beth...
PART ONE Suzi woke up on the morning of her eighteenth birthday with freedom on her mind. She’d been waiting for this day for years, and her parents had been dreading it. She got up, showered, then went back to her room and put on a special outfit: skin-tight shorts, heels, a short white crop top with no bra underneath, and jewelry. She was walking out of her parents’ home that day to start a new life for herself. Ever since her first sexual experience at sixteen, she’d dreamed of having a life...
Group SexIt is our anniversary and I sit naked on our bed. When I awokethis morning I was told to shower and to shave every inch of my body, torub lotion and powder on myself so that every inch of me was soft andcaressable. I have done as I was told; I am very obedient. By now thecherry red polish on my toes and my fingers are dry and shiny. My lips areglossed the same color. My eyebrows are plucked and shaped, my lashescurled, my face powdered, my cheeks blushed, my shoulder-length haircombed. I...
Series 9, Episode 14: Naomi Townsend (45), from Northampton We’re on a dull council estate. Wide streets and rows of 1970s-built housing. It probably looked great on paper, but in reality it looks windswept and depressing. We pan around to face a larger building, no taller, but much wider – a small community hall/library. This week’s host appears, walking around from behind the hall – ripped jeans and a too-tight t-shirt that highlights her impressive round boobs. She totters toward us on...
[Inspired by real events, and real individuals, it's still largely 'fictional' as far as people, times, and places. But I dedicate it particularly to swallow4u! Enjoy!]Dean and I had first come across one another through a web-site dedicated to networking glory holes all across the country, and we'd almost met up twice, but each time he had to cancel for various reasons (the first time had been a bad winter storm). He'd had to cancel two other times after that, and I began to get a little...
Unexpected taboo lovin' at a strip club for women. His theme song, Uptown Funk, was cued up. It was a remixed, longer version of the hit single. The first bit of lyrics blared out.Doh Doh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh dohDoh doh doh, doh doh doh, doh dohHe stepped out onto center stage. “Awwwwright, ladies!” primed the announcer.He was dressed in a navy pin-stripe suit, white shirt, and sky blue tie in bare feet. A 1940’s style fedora was cocked to one side and masked his youthful, handsome face....
I was born in December 1940 with blond hair and blue eyes. My father was a Swedish arms sales representative for Bofors 40mm anti-aircraft guns. My mother had been the chambermaid in Uptown Abbey, when he had been visiting the owner, to sell him a licence to manufacture the guns. He managed to seduce my mother one morning when he was feeling randy. He was her first lover, and I was born nine months later. My mother stayed at Uptown Abbey until 1943 when she left to become a barmaid in the...
It was the night before my nineteenth birthday and as usual for a testosterone driven teenager I was horny. I didn’t really know what but I’d been thinking that I wanted something different than a bar hook up. Then an E-mail buddy told me about the Mid-Towne SPA that he went to there in Houston. It sounded fantastic, especially the maze. When he mentioned that it was a chain operation and that he thought they had a branch in Dallas, I went straight to direct assistance. Mid-Towne was one big...
Oral SexJudy Henderson was flipping through one of the large stationery sample books, unable to make up her mind between the heavy robin’s egg blue stock with gold embossing or the sunset pink twenty pound stock with ocher embossing. She needed someone else’s opinion, and she looked up to see if anyone was available. She saw that the only other person in the store was the clerk, Hannah Wilcox. Judy chewed her lip, considering her options. She decided on the blue, since even the wrong decision would be...
Houlihan lingered overeach shot for several minutes. He had never faced this situation before in his life. He was enraged and shocked and totally turned on. He had a thing for young girls, and even being in his mid twenties, never seemed to show interest in anyone his own age. He despised slutty women, yet the more reserved women who crossed his path bored him. Women should be saints everywhere except the bedroom, that was his theory on things. Girls like Monica enraged him because he was well...
Fetish"Well my sweet slut I think it's time to get you home. You've been such a great slut this weekend, with my friends and all, that I'm going to give you a treat. If we leave tonight there is a nice resturanct about 1/2 way home and we can stop and have dinner there." "Would you like that my sweet slut?" "Yes MASTER." "Good! So go out to the RV and put on that nice dress you started with. Comb your hair and put on some lipstick. I'll be right out." My MASTER was certainly being...
Abby stared at the dress on the bed. She knew that time was ticking away, grains of sand slipping through the hour glass, but her mind was still trying to process the past few hours. Was this what they meant by cold feet? Some crazy part of her shouted…’Run.’ As far and as fast as she could. But she knew she would not. Another part of her demanded that she find another dress. Who did he think he was, controlling her? Right down to which dress she wore? But those words haunted her brain again....
New Life In A Small Coastal TownBy Sonya EsperantoIt was a very very busy day at the cafe. People were sat down on tables, both outdoors and inside the shop itself. Sofia Shevernadze was busy serving the customers, dressed up in her waitress uniform. Sometimes when she would pass by tables, some of the men would be rude enough to pat her on the ass or even saying to her face, ?Nice tits, love.? She did not like that one bit.Sofia was an attractive young Lithuanian woman, working at this...
Introduction: I moved to a town that had a very interesting history. so i decided to invest in it. I guess a lot of people out there in this world would consider me a pervert. I cant explain why, but after a failed marriage, I found woman to be undesirable to me. I do not like men, but I had a tendency to fantasize about younger girls. I seemed to think of woman in general as sluts. I began to believe that all women would or could be made to become unfaithful. It seemed that out of every ten...
Cougar Town - Post Exodus An Earth Kitten Tale By Sarah and Malissa Madison Chapter 1: Road Travel "Stay safe, Erika." Sarah said as she watched the convoy pull off on their journey. That was when the black suburbans pulled up to the theater, and armed agents seemed to be everywhere in the town. Sarah found herself in handcuffs, and looking at her kitten as she was led out of the theater, still in her dance leotard. Some of the agents seemed to be holding a bag for her. Sarah...
When he saw it in his in-basket he was not surprised. Even without opening it he knew exactly what it was, and had a fairly good idea already of what it said. The truth was that it was something he had been waiting for, and expecting, for a little over three weeks. Shawn Spencer considered himself to be a reasonably intelligent man, and many times he could see how things would turn out, just by expecting things to happen in their natural order. The fact it had taken so long was the only...
"New Sheriff In Town" The Sheriff sips coffee from his tin cup as he stands by the cast iron stove looking out the jailhouse window across the street at the saloon. A commotion had caused him to rise from his desk. He checks the rounds in his six shooter and gives the drum a spin before clicking it shut. He adjusts his gunbelt and sees more riders arriving, tying up in front of the saloon laughing and slapping and tipping their dusty hats back as they tie up their horses then stretch...
Author's Note: Here we are in the last section of my "Hypnosis App" sequel. As some of you may have guessed from the way this story was released, the whole story was already completed from the get go and weighed in just a little under 500KB in total. I decided to release it in smaller segments just under 100KB each in order to establish 'bookmarks' that I thought were a good amount of time to read before a break. I'm sorry if that wasn't obvious - I can take some of the suggestions in...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Athena’s eyes couldn’t move fast enough reading the email she received. Her heart was beating wildly, she was hyperventilating, and tears began to fall. When she finished the message, she sobbed uncontrollably.“Oh!, Oh! I can’t believe it!” she stammeredRobert had finished his shower. The naked, muscular stud-c***d headed for the bedroom to get fresh underwear. Knowing that with White Castle murder burgers digestion took extra long, he perversely considered bending his illicit lover over the...
I’m an eighteen year old plus sized girl and more mature than half the people in my town. I graduated early, have a decent car, am single, living on my own, and enjoying life. I have a job working part time at the local library. I didn’t want to socialize with deadbeats at malls or snobby rich teens at pricey restaurants. Therefore I’ve chosen a job where I wouldn’t see any of them step foot in. I have been working all day and am exhausted however, I am still not done. I’ve been assigned to...
Quickie SexEntering the town to Sensuous is Main Street running North and South with several side roads adjoining Main Street and in the center of town was Erotica Avenue running East and West. In the middle of the crossroad was the only traffic light. On all four corners stood a street light of iridescence-orange. When lite at night the surrounds land scape glowed excitement brings sexual desire to all couples joining its corner of the town. The roads are made of cobble stone with vibrant white,...
WARNING: This story has absolutely no transgender elements in it. Permission was kindly granted from the FictionMania task force to archive it within the "Miscellaneous Stories" category. There is a brief mention of "the plight of Afghanistani women"; this story was authored prior to the events of September 11, 2001. This was originally written for a story contest for the Breast Expansion Archive. Town Spirit By Radioactive Loner There's a town in the middle of Indiana that...
Introduction: Meeting the townsfolk The people all started to arrive by nine in the morning. As they came in to the house, I collected each of the questionnaires. I scanned most of them and was quite impressed with the variety of choices that were highlighted. My task may not be as difficult as I had first imagined. I had locked all of the rooms upstairs, which I did not want people to enter. There were five bathrooms available to my guests. All rooms had the CCTV cameras in place and working....
It was a very very busy day at the cafe. People were sat down on tables, both outdoors and inside the shop itself. Sofia Shevernadze was busy serving the customers, dressed up in her waitress uniform. Sometimes when she would pass by tables, some of the men would be rude enough to pat her on the ass or even saying to her face, "Nice tits, love." She did not like that one bit. Sofia was an attractive young Lithuanian woman, working at this cafe in the heart of London. She was 22 years old,...
The empty shell of the townhouse still smouldered as the fire crew carried out the charred remains of another victim. The corpse soon joined the line of black body bags behind a parked ambulance, hidden from the gathered TV cameras. No doubt an effort to give them a dignity in death that they didn't have in life. So… what happened at this old townhouse? DC Blakely scribbled into his notepad, twitching his nose at the acrid smell of burnt furniture. He turned to his colleague, the buxom brunette...
Introduction: I basically need to set the rules and contracts terms. I requested that contrary to the Mayors announcement, I would like to see the Owner of the Lazy Inn first. After this meeting, we would follow the auction list. Leah left and the girls came and sat with me. When Leah returned, I instructed her that Tina, Missy and she could leave. This is going to get boring and I didnt think that they should have to stay. Leah tried to convince me that they wouldnt mind staying, but I...
Chapter 4 - Making Friends in Town Mary Sue walked the short distance from the bank to the diner, keeping a wary eye out for unwanted surprises. She opened the door to the tinkle of a bell and was struck by the ambiance. It was as if she had stepped through a time warp portal and was back in the 50's. The theme from Happy Days played softly on the corner jukebox. The walls were covered with banners and pennants from what she assumed were the local high school. The restaurant was...
This story takes a bit to get to the action, so just go with it during the setup.Imagine if you will, a society that did not regard sex as negatively as yours does. Abstinence only sex education was laughed at and teen pregnancies rarely occurred. Stores that openly sold lingerie, sexual stimulants and toys were found in every town and city across America. How you dress didn't label you a tease, slut, whore, or any of the other terms you might use. Rarely did anyone complain about lingerie...
Labatt’s Limousine, Returning to London 11:47pm, Friday, December 21, 1979 “I can’t believe you guys were able to simply jam out that Christmas song,” Stephanie exclaimed as we enjoyed some snacks and cokes in the back of the limousine after our concert in St. Thomas. “Oh! Gawd! I was worried about playing it when you joked that you wanted to experiment with a Santa Claus is Coming to Town to the audience,” Wayne laughed with Eda tucked under his arm. “I was amazed at how well that came...
The next morning was much like the one before. Once we finished breakfast, Andy gave the other women sun dresses and shoes to wear if we needed them. I liked the sundress he gave to me. It was short and barely covered my crotch when standing. I knew I would be sitting on a padded cover for the seat that would absorb leakage but trap moisture in the pad. All of us chose moccasins for footwear. Everyone but myself had been filled in all three orifices at breakfast. The farm was only about 2...
We are in a taxi. I am snug and warm beside you. On this occasion, I am wearing a long black hooded cloak. That's all - just a long black cloak. I'm sure this means that a nice surprise is awaiting me.I'm leaning against you, resting my head on your lap, feeling your wonderful fur coat soft against my skin.The taxi driver is used to our evening excursions and pays us no attention. He drives silently through the dark streets.We're nearing the centre and entering the quiet Soho backstreets...
LesbianNancy and Diana had just finished their second bottle of rose wine for the evening, gossiping about how their handsome teacher Nick, and all the implausible kinks he might have. In truth, neither of them had much sexual experience to begin with, but since they were a little tipsy and had nothing better to waste their time doing, this was entertaining enough. "I bet he has a sex dungeon" Diana said, trying to give a sultry look before bursting into laughter. "I bet he like spanking bad girls"...
FetishWaking to a new year As soon as I got in my room, I dropped the shopping bags by the dresser and plopped down in the chair by the table. I was exhausted from the day's events. I unwrapped the spring rolls and opened the bottle of water. I really didn't know if I should eat or not, but I thought some of my dizziness might have been from starving myself for three days. I took a few bites and sipped the water. It felt good to be home, I thought, and unstrapped my heels, kicking...
I smiled as you popped yet another White Rabbit into my mouth, those milky, rice paper covered sweets that the chinese so enjoy. We had spent the morning wandering around the streets of Chinatown, breathing in the smells and enjoying the curious little shops, overflowing with an amazing assortment of foods, Chinese sculpture, art, magazines, videos and music. Eventually, you took my hand and pulled me down what first seemed an alleyway, but was, in fact, a very narrow street lined with yet more...
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