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This is a story about how a stupid mistake and even more stupid
decisions spiraled out of control
Geraldine
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 dealing with kidnapping and rape. In order to understand more
and research so my stories would be more believable I posted in forums geared
towards rape fantasies.
I found the perfect site to do this where it wasn't actually one on one chat in
the sense that it was sex chatting in a chat room. This site allows women to
post a profile and a description of what they imagine a rape would be like,
what they would be put through and what they would expect from a rape. Then
others posted what they would do with them or to them and then then you reply
to the post and it is like an on going story written by the participants. I was
careful in posting my profile taking all the precautions of not listing the
state where I live and making sure I made it clear I was not looking for any
real life role play.
I waited for replies. There were so many women in each room that I wasn't getting
any hits at all. Most of the replies went to women with pictures on their
profile. I figured there would be no harm. My name wasn't posted on there
anywhere so why not post a couple of pictures. I had a few that my husband had
taken of me in nude suggestive poses. I picked 3 good ones and posted them.
A couple of days later I had email from one of my husband's close friends from
work. I had known Rick for a very long time. My husband and I often went out
bar hopping and hung out with him. I ignored the emails hoping he would just
give up and figure it wasn't me. That it just looked like me. Then I got
another email from him telling me I had one last chance to contact him and to
check out the discussion board in the "dungeon".
There were only 3 new posts one of which read "What would YOU do" I
clicked on it. As I read my heart pounded furiously. Fear and anger totally
consumed me.
Rick?s post read, "Imagine my surprise when I was going through dungeon
pictures and actually saw someone I recognized. I not only recognized her but
her husband is always bragging about what a horny hot piece of ass she is,
making the rest of us feel like we're missing out. I know given his past with
his ex wife he wouldn't approve of this site. I e-mailed her and told her I saw
her pictures on here. Instead of e-mailing me back she deleted the picture
showing her face and replaced it with a different picture. ?Stupid slut, I
saved the picture. So here lies the dilemma. I could just let the whole thing
drop and just keep jacking off to the picture and fantasizing or I could make
her earn the picture back. I'm thinking a morning and afternoon with a
reluctant little fuck toy while her husband is at work might be fun. The
thought of her kneeling in front of me groveling at me feet, begging me
tearfully not to tell, offering to do anything I ask to get that picture
deleted is just too perfect. Decisions Decisions. What do you think? Should I
take advantage of the situation? I mean she did post her picture on the web for
anyone to cum across. lol (pun intended) Maybe just hanging on to it and
teasing and tormenting her with the fact I have it for a while might be even
better. I could slowly break her and make her seek ME out. The possibilities
are endless aren't they? I know she'll read this and I know she will instantly
know it's her I am referring to. LMFAO I'm such a bastard! **winks** "
My husband knew I wrote erotic stories and he did I know I researched them but
he would freak over the pictures and the fact that I was talking one on one
with other men to get story ideas, even if it was just replying to posts made.
His ex wife was a cyber whore, only she met the men in real life and used his
hard earned money to do so. So when it comes to the whole sex chat thing, even
though he trusts me, he would be furious. The fact that there were also
pictures attached would totally destroy our marriage.
I was a tearful emotional wreck. I never in a million years thought any one I
knew would be on a site like that. He ended up letting me off the hook, or so I
thought. After talking to him on the phone He told me he was trying to teach me
a lesson and that I should be more careful about posting things like that on
the Web. He was so nice, and genuine. His caring friend act was so convincing.
I laughed it off and told him I agreed and understood but he didn't have to
scare the hell out me.
I started getting little emails from him asking me questions about my stories
and fantasies. I figured I was off the hook and he told me he had deleted the
pictures. He already knew about my alter ego author of erotica identity. I
figured there was no harm in answering some questions. He had been a close
friend of both me and my husband for a long time and he was easy to talk to.
Besides, I have to admit, the embarrassment of discussing such intimate details
kind of got me off. Little did I know he was playing me like a pro.
One day out of the blue I got an email from him, the subject line was
"lunch date". I thought it was strange and opened the mail. He told
me to meet him in the park near my house at 12:30. The letter said I had teased
him for weeks and I owed him a blow job. I called Rick thinking the email
request he made was just him messing with my head, a cruel joke.
"Rick what the fuck do you think you're doing? There is no way in hell I
am going to meet you in the park and give you a blow job!" I was frantic.
My voice quivered with indignation and panic as my shaking hand held the phone.
He chuckled and said, "Listen you kinky little slut, you have teased me
long enough and with all the willing fantasy sharing emails that I saved in
addition to the pictures and profile I have enough on you to burry you."
I began crying and begged and pleaded with him not to make me do this. I knew
the email made it appear I had been teasing him but the truly wasn't what
motivated me in answering and writing him. While I was talking to him on cell
phone he interrupted me and said "Listen close bitch" I heard the
phone dialing and my heart totally sank. He was calling my husband. I heard him
laugh and say "I just wanted to give you a ring and let you know I found
some information online that you'll be really interested in. As much as I hate
dropping by the office on my day off, I really think you would like to have
this. He was quite for a second. I was begging and yelling into the phone
"NO!!!! Oh god, please don't do this to me!!" He gave a little laugh
and said "ok buddy I'll see you around 2 then." After he hung up I
was sobbing uncontrollably. "Will I be giving him the pictures profile and
selected emails or information about a project we are working on that new
product start up we are working on together at work? It's your choice my kinky
plaything.? I begged and pleaded frantically with him but to no avail.
He laughed at me sadistically and said "I want you to walk to the pic nic
shelter on far end of the park be there at 12:30 sharp. I want you wearing
jeans with no panties. It's a pretty cold day so you have to wear a coat but I
either want you topless under your coat or wearing a button up blouse with no
bra. Do as I say and I will keep quiet. No sex, just a little blow job,
Becca" I hung up the phone, tears streaming down my face. I hurried to get
ready. I didn't have much time and was terrified of being late
I nervously walked to the far end of the park as told. Rick was waiting in his
car. I walked to the passenger side and started to open the door to get in.
Rick laughed as he stared evilly at me and snapped "Close the door and
walk around to the other side." He rolled his window down and asked "
Awww is my little lunch date cold?" I was getting furious with his mind
games. I felt so helpless. "You know I am Rick! It's fucking freezing out
here." The wind was whipping and the wind-chill had to be in the 30's. He
laughs and says "That?s a shame because I'm rather hot. Open my door and
get on your knees beside the car. I started crying and once again pleaded with
him not to make me do this.
He held up 2 folders and asked in a playful voice "...info on wife or info
on work?" I'll never forget how helpless I felt or those words as he said
them. He stared at me grinning. Apparently he was having quite a bit of fun
watching me in total torment. I opened his door and dropped to my knees. The
gravel was sharp and cold bruising my knees through my jeans. He reached over
and unzipped my coat slipping it off of me. He reached out of the warmth of the
car and grabbed my breasts digging his fingers into me through my shirt."
Unbutton it slut!" he demanded. He glared at me as I quickly started to
unbutton the shirt, my hands were shaking. "Slow down! A little cock tease
like you should know how to do this right!" He shouted.
I slowly unbuttoned my shirt as he watched me. His lips curled up into a smug
grin as his tongue darted between his lips licking them like a hungry wolf
watching a helpless lamb. He reached out and grabbed my shirt and roughly
jerked it open. Without a word he leaned out of the car and grabbed my bare
breasts. "I would love to fuck those big tits." he said lewdly. His
fingers sunk into my tender skin painfully, making me wince. He laughed as he
leaned out further and sucked on of my nipples into his hot mouth, flicking it
roughly with his tongue before sinking his teeth into it. I bit my lip and tried
not to cry as tears started building. I didn't want to give him the
satisfaction of seeing me cry. He played with my breasts, squeezing and
pinching my nipples. "Oh Becca you are such a little kinky slut aren't
you? All those fantasies about being dominated and controlled, yearning to be
used as a little fucktoy and made to obey. I've wanted to get my hands on those
tits every since that night at the bar that John had you flashing everyone.? My
face burned with a hot blush as I recalled the night of way too many drinks and
the bar contest offering free drinks to the nicest tits. I remembered John
reaching over and jerking up my shirt and screaming "Hey look at
mine!"
"Reach over and touch my cock. Feel how hard you make me." I couldn't
believe all this was really happening. I just kneeled there looking at him. He
reached out of the car and slapped me hard across the face and grabbed my hand
and put it on his dick. "A cum craving bitch like you should be able to
figure out something to do with a cock like that, don?t you think?"
He looked me in the eyes as he grinned at me with the most evil look I've ever
seen. "Take it out of my pants and stroke it." I unfastened his
pants. I was shivering and shaking both from the cold and from fear. He leaned
back in the seat. I could feel the heat rolling from the car heater as I
reached in and did as I was told. "Please Rick at least let me in the car.
It?s freezing out here with my shirt hanging open. "You aren't here to be
comfortable slut. This is all about me. It has nothing to do with your comfort.
The better job you do sucking my cock the faster this will be over."
I reached over and tugged his boxers down freeing his cock. I grasped him with
my hand and stroked it with my trembling fingers. I slowly lowered my head and
wrapped my mouth around the head of his dick and slid my lips tightly down his
shaft inch by inch. He grabbed a hand full of my hair and gripped it painfully
as he said, "I know you can do better than that bitch!? He jerked my head
down as he thrust his hips forward, ramming his cock into the back of my
throat. He pulled my hair harder as he guided my lips up and down his hard
dick. I could feel it pulsing between my lips as I did my best not to gag on
it. I knew he was enjoying this much more than I was. It seemed like forever
until I felt him tense up and start to cum. I could taste the salty cum as it
began to flow out of him. He yanked my hair up, jerking my mouth off his cock
and gripped it with the other hand aiming it at my face. Cum splattered in
thick ropes on my face and in my hair.
As he rubbed his twitching cock all over my cum covered face he said, ?Damn you
suck a good cock. I wonder how many cocks you've had in that pretty little
mouth of yours to be this good at it." He chuckled as he smeared his cum
across my lips. He leaned back and stuffed his cock back into his pants and
fastened them I reached up to wipe my face off with my hand. He grabbed my
wrist as I raised it and grabbed my hair with his other hand jerking me towards
him. I didn't tell you that you could wipe your face, did I cunt? Leave it
there. Cum dripping off your face is a good look for you.? I was so
embarrassed. I looked around the park nervously. I was so glad it was so cold
and dreary. There was no around to see me standing there like that.
"Stand up cum slut and leave your hands at you side. Stand still and don't
move. I want to get a good look at my kinky little cum slut." He gripped
the front of my jeans and jerked me forward. His hands slipped down the waist
of my jeans as he started to unbutton them. I started crying. I couldn't take
any more of this humiliation. "Rick, you promised that all I had to do was
give you a blow job!" He grinned and said "Oh quit whining. I don't
want to fuck you I just want to taste you." He shoved his hand down the
front of my pants and sunk his fingers into my pussy gripping me roughly. Then
he rubbed my clit really hard and pinched it with his slick fingers
unexpectedly. I let out a squeal. The pain was so bad.
He laughed at me and said "Oh shut the hell up. Judging from how wet you
are you got off on this just as much as I did." He took his hand out of my
pants and licked his fingers. "Go ahead, button up and clean your self up
slut." He picked up my coat and handed it to me before swinging his legs
back into the warm car, slamming the door. He cracked the window and said
"I am finished using my plaything for now, enjoy your walk home." He
laughed as he rolled up his window. He started his car and drove off leaving me
standing there with my coat in my hands and my shirt hanging open, crying. I
dread the thought of seeing him and having to act as if nothing happened. I
feel like I'm living in a nightmare that I can't wake up from.
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 dealing with kidnapping and rape. In order to understand more
and research so my stories would be more believable I posted in forums geared
towards rape fantasies.
I found the perfect site to do this where it wasn't actually one on one chat in
the sense that it was sex chatting in a chat room. This site allows women to
post a profile and a description of what they imagine a rape would be like,
what they would be put through and what they would expect from a rape. Then
others posted what they would do with them or to them and then then you reply
to the post and it is like an on going story written by the participants. I was
careful in posting my profile taking all the precautions of not listing the
state where I live and making sure I made it clear I was not looking for any
real life role play.
I waited for replies. There were so many women in each room that I wasn't getting
any hits at all. Most of the replies went to women with pictures on their
profile. I figured there would be no harm. My name wasn't posted on there
anywhere so why not post a couple of pictures. I had a few that my husband had
taken of me in nude suggestive poses. I picked 3 good ones and posted them.
A couple of days later I had email from one of my husband's close friends from
work. I had known Rick for a very long time. My husband and I often went out
bar hopping and hung out with him. I ignored the emails hoping he would just
give up and figure it wasn't me. That it just looked like me. Then I got
another email from him telling me I had one last chance to contact him and to
check out the discussion board in the "dungeon".
There were only 3 new posts one of which read "What would YOU do" I
clicked on it. As I read my heart pounded furiously. Fear and anger totally
consumed me.
Rick?s post read, "Imagine my surprise when I was going through dungeon
pictures and actually saw someone I recognized. I not only recognized her but
her husband is always bragging about what a horny hot piece of ass she is,
making the rest of us feel like we're missing out. I know given his past with
his ex wife he wouldn't approve of this site. I e-mailed her and told her I saw
her pictures on here. Instead of e-mailing me back she deleted the picture
showing her face and replaced it with a different picture. ?Stupid slut, I
saved the picture. So here lies the dilemma. I could just let the whole thing
drop and just keep jacking off to the picture and fantasizing or I could make
her earn the picture back. I'm thinking a morning and afternoon with a
reluctant little fuck toy while her husband is at work might be fun. The
thought of her kneeling in front of me groveling at me feet, begging me
tearfully not to tell, offering to do anything I ask to get that picture
deleted is just too perfect. Decisions Decisions. What do you think? Should I
take advantage of the situation? I mean she did post her picture on the web for
anyone to cum across. lol (pun intended) Maybe just hanging on to it and
teasing and tormenting her with the fact I have it for a while might be even
better. I could slowly break her and make her seek ME out. The possibilities
are endless aren't they? I know she'll read this and I know she will instantly
know it's her I am referring to. LMFAO I'm such a bastard! **winks** "
My husband knew I wrote erotic stories and he did I know I researched them but
he would freak over the pictures and the fact that I was talking one on one
with other men to get story ideas, even if it was just replying to posts made.
His ex wife was a cyber whore, only she met the men in real life and used his
hard earned money to do so. So when it comes to the whole sex chat thing, even
though he trusts me, he would be furious. The fact that there were also
pictures attached would totally destroy our marriage.
I was a tearful emotional wreck. I never in a million years thought any one I
knew would be on a site like that. He ended up letting me off the hook, or so I
thought. After talking to him on the phone He told me he was trying to teach me
a lesson and that I should be more careful about posting things like that on
the Web. He was so nice, and genuine. His caring friend act was so convincing.
I laughed it off and told him I agreed and understood but he didn't have to
scare the hell out me.
I started getting little emails from him asking me questions about my stories
and fantasies. I figured I was off the hook and he told me he had deleted the
pictures. He already knew about my alter ego author of erotica identity. I
figured there was no harm in answering some questions. He had been a close
friend of both me and my husband for a long time and he was easy to talk to.
Besides, I have to admit, the embarrassment of discussing such intimate details
kind of got me off. Little did I know he was playing me like a pro.
One day out of the blue I got an email from him, the subject line was
"lunch date". I thought it was strange and opened the mail. He told
me to meet him in the park near my house at 12:30. The letter said I had teased
him for weeks and I owed him a blow job. I called Rick thinking the email
request he made was just him messing with my head, a cruel joke.
"Rick what the fuck do you think you're doing? There is no way in hell I
am going to meet you in the park and give you a blow job!" I was frantic.
My voice quivered with indignation and panic as my shaking hand held the phone.
He chuckled and said, "Listen you kinky little slut, you have teased me
long enough and with all the willing fantasy sharing emails that I saved in
addition to the pictures and profile I have enough on you to burry you."
I began crying and begged and pleaded with him not to make me do this. I knew
the email made it appear I had been teasing him but the truly wasn't what
motivated me in answering and writing him. While I was talking to him on cell
phone he interrupted me and said "Listen close bitch" I heard the
phone dialing and my heart totally sank. He was calling my husband. I heard him
laugh and say "I just wanted to give you a ring and let you know I found
some information online that you'll be really interested in. As much as I hate
dropping by the office on my day off, I really think you would like to have
this. He was quite for a second. I was begging and yelling into the phone
"NO!!!! Oh god, please don't do this to me!!" He gave a little laugh
and said "ok buddy I'll see you around 2 then." After he hung up I
was sobbing uncontrollably. "Will I be giving him the pictures profile and
selected emails or information about a project we are working on that new
product start up we are working on together at work? It's your choice my kinky
plaything.? I begged and pleaded frantically with him but to no avail.
He laughed at me sadistically and said "I want you to walk to the pic nic
shelter on far end of the park be there at 12:30 sharp. I want you wearing
jeans with no panties. It's a pretty cold day so you have to wear a coat but I
either want you topless under your coat or wearing a button up blouse with no
bra. Do as I say and I will keep quiet. No sex, just a little blow job,
Becca" I hung up the phone, tears streaming down my face. I hurried to get
ready. I didn't have much time and was terrified of being late
I nervously walked to the far end of the park as told. Rick was waiting in his
car. I walked to the passenger side and started to open the door to get in.
Rick laughed as he stared evilly at me and snapped "Close the door and
walk around to the other side." He rolled his window down and asked "
Awww is my little lunch date cold?" I was getting furious with his mind
games. I felt so helpless. "You know I am Rick! It's fucking freezing out
here." The wind was whipping and the wind-chill had to be in the 30's. He
laughs and says "That?s a shame because I'm rather hot. Open my door and
get on your knees beside the car. I started crying and once again pleaded with
him not to make me do this.
He held up 2 folders and asked in a playful voice "...info on wife or info
on work?" I'll never forget how helpless I felt or those words as he said
them. He stared at me grinning. Apparently he was having quite a bit of fun
watching me in total torment. I opened his door and dropped to my knees. The
gravel was sharp and cold bruising my knees through my jeans. He reached over
and unzipped my coat slipping it off of me. He reached out of the warmth of the
car and grabbed my breasts digging his fingers into me through my shirt."
Unbutton it slut!" he demanded. He glared at me as I quickly started to
unbutton the shirt, my hands were shaking. "Slow down! A little cock tease
like you should know how to do this right!" He shouted.
I slowly unbuttoned my shirt as he watched me. His lips curled up into a smug
grin as his tongue darted between his lips licking them like a hungry wolf
watching a helpless lamb. He reached out and grabbed my shirt and roughly
jerked it open. Without a word he leaned out of the car and grabbed my bare
breasts. "I would love to fuck those big tits." he said lewdly. His
fingers sunk into my tender skin painfully, making me wince. He laughed as he
leaned out further and sucked on of my nipples into his hot mouth, flicking it
roughly with his tongue before sinking his teeth into it. I bit my lip and tried
not to cry as tears started building. I didn't want to give him the
satisfaction of seeing me cry. He played with my breasts, squeezing and
pinching my nipples. "Oh Becca you are such a little kinky slut aren't
you? All those fantasies about being dominated and controlled, yearning to be
used as a little fucktoy and made to obey. I've wanted to get my hands on those
tits every since that night at the bar that John had you flashing everyone.? My
face burned with a hot blush as I recalled the night of way too many drinks and
the bar contest offering free drinks to the nicest tits. I remembered John
reaching over and jerking up my shirt and screaming "Hey look at
mine!"
"Reach over and touch my cock. Feel how hard you make me." I couldn't
believe all this was really happening. I just kneeled there looking at him. He
reached out of the car and slapped me hard across the face and grabbed my hand
and put it on his dick. "A cum craving bitch like you should be able to
figure out something to do with a cock like that, don?t you think?"
He looked me in the eyes as he grinned at me with the most evil look I've ever
seen. "Take it out of my pants and stroke it." I unfastened his
pants. I was shivering and shaking both from the cold and from fear. He leaned
back in the seat. I could feel the heat rolling from the car heater as I
reached in and did as I was told. "Please Rick at least let me in the car.
It?s freezing out here with my shirt hanging open. "You aren't here to be
comfortable slut. This is all about me. It has nothing to do with your comfort.
The better job you do sucking my cock the faster this will be over."
I reached over and tugged his boxers down freeing his cock. I grasped him with
my hand and stroked it with my trembling fingers. I slowly lowered my head and
wrapped my mouth around the head of his dick and slid my lips tightly down his
shaft inch by inch. He grabbed a hand full of my hair and gripped it painfully
as he said, "I know you can do better than that bitch!? He jerked my head
down as he thrust his hips forward, ramming his cock into the back of my
throat. He pulled my hair harder as he guided my lips up and down his hard
dick. I could feel it pulsing between my lips as I did my best not to gag on
it. I knew he was enjoying this much more than I was. It seemed like forever
until I felt him tense up and start to cum. I could taste the salty cum as it
began to flow out of him. He yanked my hair up, jerking my mouth off his cock
and gripped it with the other hand aiming it at my face. Cum splattered in
thick ropes on my face and in my hair.
As he rubbed his twitching cock all over my cum covered face he said, ?Damn you
suck a good cock. I wonder how many cocks you've had in that pretty little
mouth of yours to be this good at it." He chuckled as he smeared his cum
across my lips. He leaned back and stuffed his cock back into his pants and
fastened them I reached up to wipe my face off with my hand. He grabbed my
wrist as I raised it and grabbed my hair with his other hand jerking me towards
him. I didn't tell you that you could wipe your face, did I cunt? Leave it
there. Cum dripping off your face is a good look for you.? I was so
embarrassed. I looked around the park nervously. I was so glad it was so cold
and dreary. There was no around to see me standing there like that.
"Stand up cum slut and leave your hands at you side. Stand still and don't
move. I want to get a good look at my kinky little cum slut." He gripped
the front of my jeans and jerked me forward. His hands slipped down the waist
of my jeans as he started to unbutton them. I started crying. I couldn't take
any more of this humiliation. "Rick, you promised that all I had to do was
give you a blow job!" He grinned and said "Oh quit whining. I don't
want to fuck you I just want to taste you." He shoved his hand down the
front of my pants and sunk his fingers into my pussy gripping me roughly. Then
he rubbed my clit really hard and pinched it with his slick fingers
unexpectedly. I let out a squeal. The pain was so bad.
He laughed at me and said "Oh shut the hell up. Judging from how wet you
are you got off on this just as much as I did." He took his hand out of my
pants and licked his fingers. "Go ahead, button up and clean your self up
slut." He picked up my coat and handed it to me before swinging his legs
back into the warm car, slamming the door. He cracked the window and said
"I am finished using my plaything for now, enjoy your walk home." He
laughed as he rolled up his window. He started his car and drove off leaving me
standing there with my coat in my hands and my shirt hanging open, crying. I
dread the thought of seeing him and having to act as if nothing happened. I
feel like I'm living in a nightmare that I can't wake up from.
Geraldine
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Choices Joss Whedon portrayed it right. High school really is hell. At least mine was. A genuine monster came to my school, and I was one of those who lived to tell the story. Sometimes I envy those who didn't survive.... It started on a very nice day at the end of October of my grade eleven year. I had hoped that the worst of the bullying I had suffered in grade ten was behind me, and for the most part it was. I still got the name-calling, mostly variations on "fag", but I could...
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Hard Choices
Rose Gallagher gathered the bibles and stacked them neatly on a bookstand. She had finished another long day at the church helping her Uncle, Daniel, who was a priest. Rose had just turned 18 at the time and had volunteered to help her uncle at the church. It was past eight at night and the sky was dark. The night was chilly forcing Rose to put on a soft cotton pink sweater. ‘Uncle Dan, I already finished picking up the bibles and song books,’ Rose said poking her head in her uncle’s office. ...
4 years ago
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Bikini Beach Choices
Bikini Beach: Choices By JDG Brad Damien was not a happy man, but then, he hadn't been really happy for some time. It wasn't really anything he could readily identify. He was content in his work, being a construction supervisor was rewarding. You got to see the physical manifestation of your effort come together bit by bit. It wasn't his kids. His daughter, Jan, was the prettiest 16 year old at Arcadia High School, and the best behaved too. His younger daughter, Patricia, was a...
4 years ago
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Bad Choices
Sammy and Kyle, two slacker dudes who spent most of their time looking for trouble, and usually finding it, were cruising slowly down Fourth Street on a Friday night in Sammy's Camaro. They were supposed to be celebrating Kyle's release from county lockup after serving nine months for assault, but the night was getting off to a slow start. "Damn, I need some pussy," Kyle moaned. "You wanna go over to Highland and find a hooker?" "Nah, I don't want some skank ho tonight. I want...
4 years ago
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Choices
If reading this story offends you or the law, do what I do, don't. Choices by Vickie Tern I was so miserable I felt like crying. A single sob escaped, but I stifled it, couldn't allow it. I was terribly worried yet there was nothing to do but wait. There never was. Sit in the living room, turn on the tube, turn pages in some magazine, wait. Ignore all sorts of hysterical fears. Finally realize I'd been dozing in my chair,...
2 years ago
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Choices
??????????? Choices.??????????? Part One.??????????? The Nipple Cull. Page 1. ??????????? I'd called a meeting.??????????? Their attendance was compulsory.??????????? They were eating me out of house and home and I just knew my cock would get plumb worn out if I was to bang them all as much as I knew I wanted to. I'd never really intended to capture five of them at one time but now it was a done deal and the real problem was I didn't know which two of the five I liked the least. I...
2 years ago
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Choices
Choices By Vickie Tern "I'm sorry! You humiliated me, Keith! Now it's my turn!" She spoke precisely, with authority, and though she no longer sounded vindictive her voice could still etch glass. She'd made up her mind, and when Cynthia's mind is made up there's nothing more to say. Now I had to make up my mind. "That's how it is, Keith! My sweet disloyal husband! Your decision! You want this marriage to continue, we can get past this ... this thing you've done to me. To us....
3 years ago
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Mistakes and Choices
(This short story came to me nearly all at once. Don't worry, A Bet to Lose will continue.) Polly was under a lot of stress. One of the main sources, at least on a day-to-day basis, was her children. Her seven-year-old daughter, Nicole, usually acted far younger as she was often in a world of her own making, a world where she was usually a special superhero who could and did do pretty much anything. While her mother tolerated her daughter's imagination, it really didn't help when...
4 years ago
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Love and Choices
Love and Choices A Tabitha And Kevin Story By Circe Copyright (c) 2006 All rights reserved. Author's note: This story is set in the same universe as the other Tabitha and Kevin tales, but with some new main characters. You should not need to read the other tales to follow this one. Trouble found Melissa Brookwell and Lyle Mansford at a mall coffee shop one fine spring morning in Bardstown, Kentucky, just a few months before their wedding. Melissa had been happily shopping for...
2 years ago
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A WellLived Life 2 Book 3 JessicaChapter 52 Lifestyle Choices
June 11, 1989, Chicago, Illinois It was just after 3:00am when I kissed Trish goodbye. She’d been an enthusiastic, energetic, and adventurous lover. We’d done just about anything either of us could think of, though her breasts weren’t large enough for a tit-fuck. The last time had been in the shower where we’d ostensibly gone to clean up afterwards, but instead I ended up taking her from behind as she leaned against the wall of the shower. “I think I’ll have you again, Steve Adams,” she...
4 years ago
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A Brief Account of Bad Behavior and Poor Choices
A Brief Account of Bad Behavior and Poor Choices - Who does Jill love most? Tim, Tammy, Geoff, or Jill? "Jill, think about it, okay?" Dr. Jill Knox nodded her head slowly, the look on her face and rolling of her eyes showed Dr. Geoff Mitchell she had no intention of thinking about it. This earned her an eyeroll in return. "He can't give you what I can, why else do you keep coming back?" Jill opened her mouth to argue with the man she lay in bed with, but what could...
4 years ago
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Life choices
Lorenzo Giordano is your average 18 year old british man. He has peircing blue eyes, olive complexion and shoulder legnth brown wavy hair. For a man of his age its suprising to note that he isn't the greatest at growing facial hair. Standing at 5'8 and weighing 68kg he isn't the most formidable person. He takes care of his persoanl presentation always having his hair perfectly styled, wears the latests fashion trends and follows a stringent moring skincare routine. He has lived his entire life...
Teen
4 years ago
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Eve of All HallowsTreats Tricks and Choices
Eve of All Hallows-Treats, Tricks and Choices by Tigger The party had been a disaster. That was not the first time that particular thought had filtered through his still befuddled mind. Actually, the whole *night* had been an unmitigated disaster and it wasn't showing any signs of getting any better. The party was the reason he was now trudging home wearing twenty pounds of black bombazine, chains and beads. And no, reader with the dirty mind, he wasn't decked out in some...
3 years ago
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Choices
She spoke precisely, with authority, and though she no longer sounded vindictive her voice could still etch glass. She'd made up her mind, and when Cynthia's mind is made up there's nothing more to say. Now I had to make up my mind."That's how it is, Keith! My sweet disloyal husband! Your decision! You want this marriage to continue, we can get past this ... this thing you've done to me. To us. But you'll have to agree to one or the other. No more argument, no more floppy-eared, doggy-eyed...
2 years ago
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Choices
Choices By pantiwasteChapter 1 The Set-UpMy little sexual, I don’t know, perversion, fetish, twist on the normal, has never been exposed or displayed. It never hurts anyone or affects my interaction with daily life (though it probably has contributed to my difficulty developing relationships). It is one of the few absolute secrets I have kept from the world. I’m a sado-masochistic ?ass-man? and I’ve had a submissive fascination and attraction for women’s undergarment for almost as long as I can...
2 years ago
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Adventures of a Merchant Choices
Adventures of a Merchant: Choices by Arcie Emm See Prior Adventures of a Merchant: 1. The Start 2. A Pause in Corels ...being continued... Greetings once more friends. At the end of my last tale I mentioned that it was time for me to spend some time in the now and I took my own advice. After a stay in Corels to visit family, I continued on to Elladoo Post for my first visit in a number of year. As it always does, the visit served to remind me of who I am, for people who knew you...
4 years ago
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Choices
MelissaFinally it was Melissa last day of University. Her degree complete she could at last join the working world and start making some money. In fact she was pretty happy, she already had a job organised. She had the whole world at her feet, her future was bright."Attention all students," the voice came over the public address, "could you all please return to the graduation hall for an important assembly."Melissa felt a tap on her shoulder, it was Professor Rogers, "that includes you...
2 years ago
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Choices
It's time to go on an outing. Nothing too complicated: just a trip to the corner store a few blocks away. This time, you get to make decisions about what you wear. Be careful though, making the easier choice will make the following choices harder. Here's your first choice; nice and simple.
2 years ago
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Kerry Choices
This story is number 4 in the sagas of Kerry Eddington. It can be read as a stand alone story or better as part of the whole series. For those of you who want to delve straight in a little prologue. In KERRY & THE SECURITY CHECK - returning from a short break in Scotland en fem Kerry unwittingly checks in the wrong suitcase. Stopped at security he is stripped search and humiliated and left with breast forms glued in place. Having missed his flight he is forced to work in a...
4 years ago
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Barbs Terrible Choices
When they first got the letter informing them that they had won an all expense 14 day paid vacation to Cancun, they were skeptical even though it was delivered by courier. Barb was worried it was a scam, but her husband Tom pointed out that they were not asking for any personal information and provided only a telephone number for confirmation, not some dodgy internet site. So they called the number and by the time the hung up, both were convinced that the offer was legit. The girls were...
4 years ago
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Cindys Choices
Cindy's Choices I'm sitting here, at my computer, trying to figure out what I should do. Maybe if I write down what happened I can make sense of it, and make my decision. My name is Cindy Carmichael, and I'm twenty-five years old. After a false start, I thought I had found my "prince Charming", and that life simply couldnt be better. Now I've learned it was all a lie. It all started when I was still in High School. I guess I was the high school princess. Popular, pretty, and with...
2 years ago
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Lexys Bad Choices
Lexy’s Bad ChoicesBy: Jake OliveThis story is entirely fictional. The story and characters exist only in the author’s mind. Please leave feedback at: [email protected]#1 - Crime and Punishment.It really all started quite by accident. Lexy Solis was an administrative assistant at a midsize auto parts distributor. One of her responsibilities was to take the weekly cash deposits from the company will call store over to the bank. Every Friday she would collect these deposits from the Credit...
3 years ago
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Choices
Choices by Patricia51 Barbara Clausen woke with the first light of dawn as it crept through the curtains. Moving slowly and carefully, she slipped from under the sheet and swung her feet to the floor. She stood and tip-toed to the chair where her clothing lay. She donned her dress, picked up her underwear, pantyhose, shoes and purse and left. She stood in the bedroom doorway and looked back at the bed. Lee's dark hair was scattered over her pillow, hiding her face. The sheet had slipped down,...
Lesbian
4 years ago
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Robs Choices
Foreword I am constantly receiving feedback from people who want to know why I ended a story a certain way and then telling me that I should have _________ (fill in the blank). Many asked me if I would mind if they wrote an ending to the story. This happened so many times that I decided to hold The Just Plain Bob Annual Invitational The idea was that I would write a story and then let those who so desired write and submit their own ending. They could take the story anywhere they wanted it to...
4 years ago
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Stupid
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...
4 years ago
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Stupid Maria
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...
3 years ago
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Tenchi Muyo All Good ThingsChapter 82 Choices
Even if the sound of his voice had not been enough, the room suddenly awash in pale bluish radiance insured all eyes turned. Beholding Tenchi, incredibly now standing just behind the queen, his Lighthawk blade inches from her throat. "If you hurt my child." He assured the room thickly. "I'll kill every one of you!" His eyes were haunted as he made the pronouncement, his face set into the hardest of lines as he moved the blade a fraction closer. "Starting with her." Tenchi concluded...
2 years ago
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Stupid young cunt
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...
2 years ago
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Choices
Choices by Patricia51 Barbara Clausen woke with the first light of dawn as it crept through the curtains. Moving slowly and carefully, she slipped from under the sheet and swung her feet to the floor. She stood and tip-toed to the chair where her clothing lay. She donned her dress, picked up her underwear, pantyhose, shoes and purse and left. She stood in the bedroom doorway and looked back at the bed. Lee’s dark hair was scattered over her pillow, hiding her face. The sheet had slipped...
4 years ago
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Yankee Swap Chapter 8 Secrets and Choices
Yankee Swap, Chapter 8: Secrets and Choices Dawn broke over the foothills of the White Mountains of New Hampshire at 7:17AM on New Year's Day, and found Kim wide awake in Kelly's guest room. The room was simple and plain, decorated in pale yellow and green, with a simple twin bed and dresser of white pressed wood, like something you got at IKEA for your new college apartment. It occurred to Kim as she sat watching the room slowly brighten from the rising sun, that it would have been...
4 years ago
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Stupid is as stupid does secret 2
Stupid is as stupid does (secret 2) by Barney Well anyone that has read the history that I posted here under the title of secret will know of the dire consequences that awaited me if I was caught telling anyone. So what happened exactly? I will tell all again in this tale. The point at which I had told the original tale was where Matty had come out to me in the privacy of our flat before he/she and Tela had left for a vacation en femme. Tela's parting shot to me was the same...
3 years ago
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Stupid Laws
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...
2 years ago
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Stupid wife
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...
2 years ago
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Stupid
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...
4 years ago
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Stupid Young Whore
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,...
4 years ago
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Stupid Young Whore Chapter 1
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,...
2 years ago
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Stupid teen whore
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,...
3 years ago
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Stupid Boy Sophomore YearChapter 21 Only the Lonely
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...
2 years ago
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Stupid Boy Sophomore YearChapter 32 Ohio State Football Camps
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...
3 years ago
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Stupid BoyChapter 9 Hell Freezes Over
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...
2 years ago
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Stupid BoyChapter 27 Tweaking the Media
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...
4 years ago
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Choices
"I hate you," she hissed."Liar," he growled, nipping her ear. "The soaked panties in my pocket indicate otherwise. The same panties that, may I remind you, you willingly handed over. Besides, you know you want me just as badly as I want you.""Willingly?" she snorted. "I don't recall having much of a choice.""There's always a choice, my dear.""Fuck you!""That can be arranged, but only after I've thoroughly fucked you, Bella.""I've asked you not to call me that. I'm not your...
Reluctance
2 years ago
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Choices
"Send her in, Jeanine. This may take a while, so if you need to head out for the weekend, that's alright," Principal Eriksen said."See you next week!” was the reply he heard over the phone. He had set up a late meeting, and given that it was a Friday, Mr. Eriksen was left to work by himself in the faculty office. Joseph Eriksen was in his sixth year overseeing the students and faculty at Blackhawk Valley prep school, beloved by his students and well-liked in the community. He was a handsome...
Reluctance
4 years ago
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RebelChapter 75 Making Choices
The note arrived nearly a month later. I was amazed the courier had found me, but he said he had been well paid and that the girl was so pretty, he felt he had no choice. I gave him a coin, one of the few I had left after some long sessions with another man's cards. I popped the wax seal and read. "Come quickly, Julie" was all it said in a childish, poorly-blotted scrawl. I showed the note to Foster and he gave me a pass and a sour look. I cooked some rations and was on my way through...
3 years ago
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Lifes Choices
Every choice has a consequence, every consequence effects your "morality", for good or evil. One choice may say something like: +1 good, another may say: +1 evil. Here are the four characters, and a little about them: Henry- The second son of a minor land owning nobleman. His father owns a small castle, and a small farming town. He has an older brother, and a younger sister. He's born in 1172. Morality starts at 0. Louis- A poor peasant farmer. Born in 1165. Will he get married and work hard,...
BDSM
4 years ago
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Choices
Laura packed up her things and left work. She slung her bag over her shoulder and headed out the door; just like every other Thursday evening, off to the train for her ride home. The first thing to catch her attention was the limo parked right outside the door. The second thing was the man in the tuxedo holding a sign reading "Laura". "Can I help you?" she said, glancing around looking for an explanation. "You must be Laura, I'm here to pick you up." "Why...who sent you?" "I can't tell you a...
Spanking
2 years ago
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The Rise of AzkovalChapter 57 Difficult Choices
Celestine found she was uncomfortable with three sets of eyes looking at her. The news of the events at the inn had made their way to the castle before Celestine had arrived. She gave a brief synopsis to Elena, Jonathan and Choran and they had sent her off to bed while they considered how to respond. The maid was unsurprised to have a summons to visit with the three ministers awaiting her at her morning meal. She hadn’t slept much and wondered if the trio tasked with running the country had...
4 years ago
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Stupid Cunt
"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,...
Novels
3 years ago
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stupid does as stupid feels what a knucklehead
hey, it's me again, 'mr.-boring-but-safe', & not a cock-sucking, &/or balls-licking homo, hah-hah, heh-heh, www.Godhatesfags.com, hah-hah, heh-heh, … & now that I myself have got that being of the introduction, &/or preliminaries out of the way for this Friday of the weekend being as it is something like the last of the second month within that being of the new calendar year after the old one had ended for that being of two-thousand, & eighteen, or twenty-eighteen, or what...
4 years ago
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Stupid Mistake
Stupid 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...
2 years ago
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Stupid II
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...
3 years ago
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Stupid Part III
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...
3 years ago
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Stupid Young Whore Chapter 2
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...
4 years ago
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Stupid Mailbox
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...
3 years ago
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Stupid Boy Freshman Year Part IIChapter 15 England
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...