New Sheriff In Town
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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....
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....
Fetish“This school has a reputation for being very good, and we want to uphold that. You’re not helping matters any by being mean to students and flaunting your sexuality.” “It’s a crime to be sexy? You sound like Brenda. I can’t help it if she’s ugly.” “But you can stop your behavior.” “And what if I don’t want to?” Houlihan was still sweating. “I went to Georgetown, you know.” This caught Monica off guard. “Really? That’s my top school! I so want to go there!” Houlihan regarded Monica for a moment....
FetishIt 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,...
New Town By Princess Pantyboy "Wow do we mommy have to move to a new town? I wish your work could have transferred us to a place better than out here in nowhere land California. Ya know what I mean mommy? I really like where we lived in Southern California, it was super nice and I liked the weather. Plus being near the beach was always fun." I play with my long hair that is parted down the middle all one length that goes half way down my back. "I wouldn't complain too much...
“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...
FetishThe 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...
FetishThis is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. A true story This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. My wife and I were attending a car show in Newport Beach. It was at the Newporter Inn, a classically...
SwingerAdrian Grody sat watching the night sky in his patrol car. He was a few minutes away from ending his shift. Adrian hated his job as a security guard at the mall, but someone had to do it. He took one more drive around the building. He wanted to make sure the teens he had spotted earlier smoking weed and hanging out had left as he had asked them.When he pulled around, he saw one lone sports car left behind. One of them had stayed behind it would seem. Adrian took a deep sigh and drove over. The...
SupernaturalOver the Christmas break, Blake Hartley had calledMonica up. He managed to get some guys to pony up for one of Monica’s stripping parties. She hardly talked about them anymore, but part of the attraction was the infrequency of the event. Once every two months. Otherwise, it became routine. But this was a different situation. Monica hadn’t danced in months—well, she hadn’t danced for any of the boys for a while. Once a month, after school, usually on a Friday, Houlihan had her strip for him....
FetishAfter 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...
FetishDanielle 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...
New Girl in TownMargo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon.His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens inNew York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother's and sister's clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I hadnever been in public as a woman. Margo lived now as a female, and couldpass anywhere. I complimented "her" on it, and "she" said, "You coulddo just as well, you know." I was flattered, but not as sure as...
Después de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you...
Love Stories(C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis. Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets...
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...
I won an all expenses trip to New York City for three days. My online friend Lynn, who runs a small gallery in a suburb of New York City, is excited, because we have not met yet. Her joining me in the city will be a great way to physically connect for the first time. Before now we have only talked on the phone and written each other. The prize trip includes airfare, hotel, an unnecessary shopping spree and a dinner at an expensive restaurant one night before I depart home. My hope is that she...
Copyright© 2003 by Carlos Malenkov The contents of the suitcase overflowed onto the rumpled bed. Sport jackets and underwear mingled with battered paperback novels, bars of hand soap, and creased snapshots of a middle-aged couple embracing a gangling adolescent. Ben could barely contain his excitement. He had arrived in Manhattan all of three hours ago, and already he felt he belonged. Even the luggage tag proclaimed him an official inhabitant of the city: "Benjamin Davis Carper, New York,...
I took the $3000 I had to my name, got myself as motel room to stay in until I could find a job that would pay for rent and food, and toiletries, all that good stuff. After about a week if rigorous Internet searching I was a able to secure a job interview with an advertising company. It was a low end office assistant position but it would keep food on the table so I figured what the hell. Besides if I stick around long enough long enough maybe I The could turn into a great opportunity for me....
The party she was attending was a Halloween party. I had been out of town for several weeks, we were in the process of moving and I went first. By this time, I had been encouraging her for 3 or 4 years to have another guy whenever she wanted. Enouraging her to be a slut. The weeks leading up to this party were intense as we emailed and talked on the phone, fantasizing and having phone sex while her sister laid in the same bed as her at night. She would send me sexy pictures on her phone. It was...
Luke had just moved to a new town with his mom and sister on the Saturday but at some point during the move, all of his clothes had gone missing. Now, Sunday morning, his mom is helping him get dressed in the only clothes she could find to fit him; a girls' underwear set and a floral pink dress. Luke stood humiliated in just a pair of light pink knickers as his mom helped him into a matching training bra. "Why do I have to wear this?" he argued dolefully, already feeling rather defeated...
It 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...
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...
Over the Christmas break, Blake Hartley had calledMonica up. He managed to get some guys to pony up for one of Monica’s stripping parties. She hardly talked about them anymore, but part of the attraction was the infrequency of the event. Once every two months. Otherwise, it became routine. But this was a different situation. Monica hadn’t danced in months—well, she hadn’t danced for any of the boys for a while. Once a month, after school, usually on a Friday, Houlihan had her strip for him....
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 SexTwisting the key, you feel the engine die below you. You open the door and step out into the cool ocean breeze, admiring the view before you. The town of Green Moore was a quaint little seaside town off the coast of the Pacific. It was rather small and unassuming compared to some beach cities, with a relatively small local population, somewhere around 15,000. Even to a young one like yourself, you know that a small population can be a bad thing for your kind: people are noticed missing too...
We moved to a town back in the 60s when I was just a boy. I was to young to remember my father when he died and it was just mom and me. Mom was pregnant with her ex bosses c***d which is why we had to move. Instead of leaving his wife for mom, he fired her. To avoid a scandal of a single mother, and pregnant she chose to leave rather than hear the gossip.We moved into a small house on the outside of town, and mom took a job as a telephone operator working mid shift which was 2-10 at night, most...
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FantasyHoulihan 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...
FetishMistakes can sometimes lead to the biggest changes. I know that my life would be far different if I had gone to the right club, that first weekend in town. I had just moved to the Boston area, and the only people I'd met so far were my coworkers. It was one of those coworkers who told me about a concert that sounded like a good time. We made plans to meet at the club, so there was something fun to look forward to.It was a funk show, so I thought I'd wear my tight jeans and a button-up...
I just left a meeting with my ex-wife. We finalized our divorce. However, she was very surprised and impressed with the new me. The trouble began a little more than three years ago. We had been married two years when she discovered my secret desire to wear women's underwear. I have never been able to fight the urge to wear lingerie to relax. I hated the feeling but could not fight it. I never thought about actually being a woman, which confused me even more. But I always kept it a secret....
Margo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon. His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens in New York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother’s and sister’s clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I had never been in public as awoman. Margo lived now as a female, and could pass anywhere. I complimented “her” on it, and “she” said. “You could do just as well, you know.” I was flattered, but not as sure as she was....
"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...
It was late. Jeanie had been out late before, but not like this. Sure,Jeanie was old enough to be out on her own, 22, but she had always calledwhen she would be delayed and her step-father, Ted, was worried. Andexcited.Jeanie had gone to the hottest club in the city, a place where the youngand beautiful would hook-up, sometimes for a dance or two, sometimes forthe night. She had no trouble strutting past the velvet ropes, with hernatural good looks, her slender physique, her perfect, plump...
My first story ever! Comments are appreciated It was a Thursday in late August, and the moving truck had arrived at our new home. I could not believe it; Junior year and I had to switch schools. I stood there in my summer cotton dress with my arms crossed watching the movers struggle to lift our antique chesterfield and mom holding her breath trying not to have a panic attack. "Careful with that, gentlemen. It is very expensive." I let out a groan as I walk over to my frightened mother. ...
Group SexIntroduction: 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...
nous etions a table et attendions les miss qui etaient partie se faire un brin de toilettes ,le temps nous semblaient long ,trop long mon client et nous decidons d aller voir ce qu elle faisaient etant donné qu on avait tres faimnous montons dans ma chambre ou se trouve aussi notre salle de bain privative et la en entrant dans la chambre nous les voyons toute les deux nue sur le lit ,encore humide de la douche avec un etalage de gode ma femme a une collection exceptionnelle ,j avoue je lui en...
Sunday--Miss Suzy Premi?re partie "The best things in life are free. The second best are very expensive." Since I de-planed in the Big Apple (I came from Ohio, but am most certainly not a Scientologist--unless an impeccable platinum banded solitaire ring of about five carats is part of the deal) I've had oodles of marriage proposals and was even, briefly, engaged. All very flattering, but I can afford to be choosy--or could. I think it's well past time if a lady is unmarried at 3...
HumorCougar 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...
Chloe sat at the bar around the corner from her new apartment. She had only been in Dublin a day and felt like she had just made a huge mistake. No, she thought, this is good, I need a new life. The bar tender walked over and asked what he could get for her. ‘Surprise me!’ she said with a smile. The bar tender smiled back and handed her a pint of Guinness. ‘New in town?’ he asked. ‘How did you know?’ replied Chloe. ‘Your accent.’ The bar tender chuckled. ‘Oh.’ Chloe blushed. ‘Guess I’m...
Back then times were great. I was 26 years old, just landed a nice paying, easy job at the local lumber mill as a scale operator, and I was a lot like any other 26 year old American male. A healthy appetite for young ladies, and loved the local bars, and playing the bar sports. I also worked out, and unlike my small home town, the new one had a nice fitness center with an indoor pool, and the whole nine. I joined up, and started working out, and in about the third week there my life changed....
Chloe sat at the bar around the corner from her new apartment. She had only been in Dublin a day and felt like she had just made a huge mistake. No, she thought, this is good, I need a new life. The bar tender walked over and asked what he could get for her. "Surprise me!" she said with a smile. The bar tender smiled back and handed her a pint of Guinness. "New in town?" he asked. "How did you know?" replied Chloe. "Your accent." The bar tender chuckled. "Oh." Chloe blushed. "Guess I'm the...
MasturbationAuthor'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 see you were using the pods again,” Marion White, the ships First Officer, says as she enters the galley to see Regina on the deck naked. “Unauthorized use of company property for personal pleasure is not allowed you know.” Regina lifts her head from the deck and blinks away the sleep. “Why don’t you just shove it up your ass,” she sneers. Marion walks over and pulls out an egg from a pod and pops it in her mouth. “You know, I don’t know what makes you so special.” She takes a seat and...
When he raped me he thought I was 16 or so – it wasn’t until after the gang rape I told him I was only 13 – I told him so he would let me go but instead all he saw were dollar signs; lots of perverts want to fuck kids and they will pay heaps to do it. The type of men Jack whored me to liked little girls who cried and got frightened so I was perfect. He dressed me in clothes a 5 year old would wear and since every customer acted out raping me – the clothes were only ever worn once. I had...
Entering 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 had been six months since Tom and Jessica had last seen each other and since the last time they'd had sex together. Tom had thought he'd never see her again; she'd moved away and taken a job in another country but then one morning he heard a voice from behind his back and he turned around to find the hottest sexiest woman he'd ever known standing there waiting to say "hello" and to let him know she was "back in town". Tom felt his cock instantly harden and start rising sharply in...
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...