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A student gets caught cheating on her test. "There she goes again, looking at her neighbor's paper! She is so obvious. She has to be the worst cheater ever. Now she is looking at me and acting nervous. If she looks at her neighbor again, I am taking her exam away," Joe thought to himself as he sat at his desk, pretending to grade the previous period's final exam. Hailey, the student in question, was sitting a mere three rows back and her nervous eyes kept darting to, and then staring at, her...
This is the second story in the "Consequences" series. What happens when a woman uses some power of wishes to forcibly trade places with her best friend because she believes he has it easier just because he's a man? A couple of snippets of song lyrics appear in this story. They are, in order of appearance, from the following songs and artists - "The World I know" - Collective Soul "Galileo" - Indigo Girls "All Fired Up" - Pat Benatar The song lyrics are copyright various by...
Consequences of a Winter Storm By Donna Lynn Cooper Although I was actually the 19 year old babysitter in my second semester at the local community college, at this moment I looked very much like Carole Douglas, the wife of Jack and the mother of their three children. I was dressed in one of Carole's sexy red negligees; a cap sleeved long skirted mix of luxurious satin and lace; and was seductively crouched on the floor of the master bedroom in front of Jack, who had arrived...
Edited by Angel Love. Thanks as always Consider: In most major events, it is the little things that can make or break them. In 1986, the Challenger space shuttle was lost due to a cheap O ring that probably cost less than a few dollars. Because of that, seven lives and hundreds of millions of dollars were lost. Consider: It is often mentioned that a blood clot, sometimes so small that it takes a microscope to see it, can kill someone. Blood flow to a critical part of the brain is blocked and...
Consequences III: So Damn Unpretty By Myria Still angry, I slammed the door to my apartment closed and stormed into the living room. Tossing my coat over the back of the couch I sat down and kicked off my heels - my feet were killing me. Dammit, why did things have to be so complicated, hadn't I been through enough? I grabbed a tissue from the box on the end table, nearly knocking over the lamp in the process, and, heedless of my make-up, wiped my tears. Guys, Christ! They...
She thought consequences didn't apply to her. I read many stories about spouses cheating. Usually the stories had me think about answering the question: Would I react the way the characters in the stories react. The only thing I was sure of was that I couldn't see myself forgiving my wife. Probably divorce would be a default result reaction. As I read I could usually feel my emotional reaction wanting me to want to physically hurt my wife and the man who screwed her. At the same moment I knew...
Consequences. By Tanya H. When chance and workload allowed I would excuse myself from the office at lunchtimes and enjoy a short walk into town for a sandwich and cup of tea. If I had made my fitness commitments the previous week I'd even allow myself a cake. That particular day spring carried the promise of summer, the sun was shining, it was pleasantly warm and I had left my jacket across the back of my chair. Through trial and error I had found the cafe where I could get...
Consequences: A New Life This part has been edited and expanded thanks to the help of Robyn Hood. Note: This story is set in the near future where science is able to create artificial bodies. Apart from that I've tried to keep the story as 'real' as possible. Part 1 Friday night and the unseasonably warm weather has brought even more people than normal on to the Shoreditch streets. Music pumps from bars as relaxed students and hipsters mill around drinking. We have had a...
Consequences David Dexter couldn’t concentrate on the columns of figures that were filling his computer screen. He found his eyes being drawn repeatedly to the photograph of his slim and very attractive wife that sat on one corner of his desk. He swallowed anxiously and glanced at his watch. What on earth had he done? When he’d left home three hours earlier Diana had been nervously pacing back and forth in their lounge. She was still wearing her night gown and her face was...
Consequencesb7 2NN If you are a minor go elsewhere now! If you are offended byhomosexuality, sexual torture, scat or snuff or of a generally squeamishnature, go elsewhere now. This is not for you. Prologue As I shoot my load into the absolutely gorgeous woman beneathme, a voice somewhere in the back of my mind tells me that this iswrong. She's my best friend's wife and this is not how you treat yourbest friend. But Sheila is beautiful and we've been attracted to eachother for ages. The spark...
I wrote Consequence- Judith almost a year ago but the ending always bothered me. Judith paid for her affair with Wes as she should, but I felt sorry for her. She fell on hard times afterwards, but then picked herself up and moved forward, raising her two sons and building a new life for herself. This is her story. Please forgive me for doing this but the comments from some readers told me they felt the same way I did. Edited by LadyCibelle with my thanks. Consequences-Judith, Revisited I...
Warning: As well as the usual transvestite themes this story contains graphic descriptions of both hetero' and homosexual sex. It also deals with incest; so be warned. If you don't want to read this sort of stuff, you know where the OFF button is! Consequences. By Belle Gordon. Chapter One My decline into immorality and depravity began the morning I was summoned into the Headmaster's office. With only another week till the end of the school year, my class was not doing...
[ For this story to make any sense you need the background, IMHO. The story ‘Consequences, Marie’ is the background. There is sex in this story. There is incest (father-daughter), exhibitionism, FFM, FF and group sex.. but they aren’t the story. The relationships are the story. Your votes and comments are encouraged. Please vote and please comment. I honestly want to know what you think. ] In the morning we (Janice and I) sat in the kitchen and ate breakfast as we talked. I called Elaine and...
[Consequences are the results of actions taken or not taken. They can be intended or unintended. This story is about both kinds. I hope you enjoy this story. If the response is such that a follow-up is wanted, it will be submitted. Your votes and comments will determine if there is a follow-up. The original story got 210 votes in the first month and 15 comments.] ‘Sandy, Could you come here for a minute? Please?’ I released the button on the intercom and waited. A few seconds passed and her...
[Consequences are the results of actions taken or not taken. They can be intended or unintended. This story is about both kinds. I hope you enjoy this story. If the response is such that a follow-up is wanted, it will be submitted. Your votes and comments will determine if there is a follow-up.] * On April tenth my Dad died in his sleep. He was sixty-four. He had moved to the small town where I was born two years before I was born. It was my Mom’s home town. Dad was fresh out of the service....
‘You,’ Jason said sternly to his wife, ‘asked me to do this. Go get the brush.’ ‘Wait, let’s talk about this,’ Megan replied. ‘We did. I didn’t want to do this. But you convinced me that it’s what you want.’ ‘Yes, but this isn’t what it looks like.’ ‘No? You didn’t say last week, I need consequences. I want you to spank me for real, if I smoke, and use the brush if I buy any?’ Jason picked up a pack of cigarettes off of the kitchen table. ‘I did. But these aren’t mine,’ Megan said as she...
"Amy, Amy, Amy," I sighed. "How many times have we been in this same position now?""Many times, Master." Amy Richards knelt on the floor in front of me as I sat in my recliner in the living room of my home. Amy was my submissive, and I her Master. However, her submission was still a difficult concept for her to put into practice. Her heart was in it, but her mind and will still needed a little convincing!"Yes, we have. For various reasons, I'll grant you. You seem to always find new ways to get...
SpankingThere was a woman already at reception when he came into the hotel. Even though it was only a short walk from his car, the blizzard was so intense snow was caked to the front of his coat."I understand that you've had a relapse," said the therapist. “You appeared to be doing so well, and repairing your relationship with your husband.”“Yes, it was a week ago. With a stranger. Remember the blizzard…”“A stranger. It’s not just sex with someone other than your husband. Strangers can be dangerous. We...
Quickie SexI stood in front of you uneasily. Shifting weight from one heeled leg to the other. Hands at my side. Not looking you in the eye.I had made a reasonable attempt to look nice for you. The maid outfit was fairly cute, I guess. The shortness of the skirt showing off my stockinged legs. The tightness of the top accentuating my little titties. It was the blonde, shoulder-length hair, straight and fringed. And my makeup was smooth and subtle. My lips pink and inviting.But more than cuteness was...
Jen sat next to Mike one leg under her. "You're okay?" she asked, looking into his eyes."I think so," Mike said. "Just think so?" she asked. She snuggled into his arm. She grimaced self-reproachfully. "I feel so stupid.""The game's dangerous," he said. "I know, but ... I should've made Tom wear a condom.""The game's dangerous," Mike repeated. "That's part of the excitement, right?""So ... if I'm really pregnant?" she tentatively asked.Mike knew abortion or putting the baby up for adoption were...
Consequences I: No More I Love You's By Myria Looking back it seems like it was all simple fate. If I hadn't had so much paperwork to do that I stayed well past my shift, if I hadn't decided to take the bridge across instead of my usual route home, if the moon hadn't been shining so brightly, if... If so many things hadn't conspired to come together I never would have even seen her. There's something about winter nights that can be almost exhilarating. The way the cold air...
Consequences of the wish Six months ago ... The handsome arabic man smiled at me, and asked, "Are you sure that's your wish?" I nodded. "Yes. I want all the boys to know what it's like to wear skirts or dresses. I can't believe how they tried to look under my skirt today, so the shoe should be on the other foot." "Granted," he said, and vanished. The next morning, I hurried to school, anxious to see how embarrassed the boys would be to be in skirts. Then they started to...
Consequences of Cross Dressing by Cindy Johnson ([email protected]) My dilemma was that I masturbated all over mother's gown and nylons and I frantically tried to clean everything up as fast as possible. I was frightened that it would leave a stain and I didn't know what to do but after twenty minutes of cleaning everything with soap and water, I felt like I was in the clear. I put everything back where it I found them and ran to my room reflecting on what had just happened. I...
"You," Jason said sternly to his wife, "asked me to do this. Go get the brush." "Wait, let's talk about this," Megan replied. "We did. I didn't want to do this. But you convinced me that it's what you want." "Yes, but this isn't what it looks like." "No? You didn't say last week, I need consequences. I want you to spank me for real, if I smoke, and use the brush if I buy any?" Jason picked up a pack of cigarettes off of the kitchen table. "I did. But these aren't mine,"...
The tickets went unused and the hotel suite stayed empty. Phone calls went straight to voice-mail. My wife, our two kids and my parents did not attend my unit’s redeployment ceremony at Fort Stewart, Georgia. Fifteen months in Iraq, seven months since I last saw them on my mid-deployment leave. I talked to them over a week ago from Kuwait confirming their attendance and my love. My wife had mentioned ‘payback’ before hanging up. Now, nothing. Have to think about this. Put on a happy face....
Chapter 1 During our wedding reception, my new bride and I had a bit too much to drink. After the reception, Jen and I piled into our rented limo and headed off to the Inn where we were staying. Our friend Ralph also got into the limo, since he was staying at the same Inn. Jen's pretty with blond hair. She's petite with long shapely legs, a flat stomach, a tight shapely ass, and small but perfectly shaped tits with perky nipples. While Jen and I were going out, we often fantasized about...
[Consequence: the results of an action, belief or circumstance. Some are intended, and some are unintended. This is a story about both kinds. There is sex in this story. Loving, delightful joining. The story could have been placed in Erotic Couplings, Mature or Romance. I flipped a coin and it came up Romance. Your comments and votes are encouraged. In my experience less that 3% of the people who read stories vote and less than 10% of those who vote leave a comment. Be a leader, do both....
Here I am, 18 years of age, a year before I am on my own with no I idea of what I am going to do. Mom says college, but, there is no way that would be possible financially. She says that she has raised me and my younger sister alone and that she would finish the job. My sister Sue, 16, is herself reaching her point of maturity. As her brother I never did think she was all that hot, but lately looking more closely I am seeing things that I never realized about her before. I had seen her one...
Incest[It’s a good bet that this story will not make sense if you haven’t read chapters 1, 2 and 3. This is a story about a polyamorus family. They may not live is a world that looks much like the world you live in. It’s Ok. They live in a fictional world. The laws of Nebraska, Washington or Germany do not necessarily apply.] ***** ‘I’m not his mother!’ ‘When Martha brings her kids to the house you become Momma Jenn. I become Daddy Nick. John becomes Daddy John. Every one of those changes changes...
[The original two chapters of this story were submitted in 2008. The characters wanted an update, a continuance. Here is chapter three. Chapter four will be submitted before the fifteenth of Dec 2011. ] At the beginning of the story Nick got a phone call from Sandy to tell him that his Dad, Pete, had died. He went home to find that dad left him the family business, a Builder’s Center, a house and that Sandy lived in the house. He discovered that he had employees and in short order those...
You are not what would be called popular in school, the only club you were member of was the chess club coupled with the fact that your step mother would often humiliate your father in public. Your mother had a daughter that was about five years younger than you, was the obviously the favorite. You were often the victim of jokes mostly from three girls whom were close as sisters. If they were not mocking you, there boyfriends would often humiliate you in front of the school even cause your...
Group SexA husband cheats on his wife & she decides to find a lover.Five full months have gone by since my wife caught me with another woman. My beautiful wife Sue and I have been married for five years. She is a 5' 4" bombshell with blonde hair, a sexy slim figure with long tapering legs and 34B breasts. Sue has been the sweetest and the most adorable little woman since the day I met her in college.We inherited a large mansion with three floors from her Grandparents a few years ago complete with...
My name is Ron. I graduated high school early and had also taken several college courses while still in high school. My sister April is pissed that her little brother is going to enter college as a sophomore, same as she will be. My goal is to finish my bachelor's degree one year before her and start on my masters in business, then work my way up to be the head of the biggest companies I can find.My part time summer job allowed me to take more courses, no free time but I felt I didn't have time...
The apartment door creaked open and Rachel threw her shoulder-bag across the room where it landed on the couch with a thump. "What a long fucking day," she said, to nobody in particular. A recent college graduate, the young woman lived alone in a cramped studio apartment. Her own little shoebox. Of the three tiny windows that ran along the opposite wall, only one could be forced open. A pathetic breeze came in, along with the sounds and smells of the city. Car horns, heels on...
Thanks so much for everyone's positive reviews and constructive comments, they really help! Sorry about all the typos in Part 2, I may have to come back and do a little editing. I just want to get to the end of this story first (although there are so many lose ends/things I want to explore there may have to be a Book 2) Part 3 I spot Poppy waiting for me at the bus stop just before she sees me. She's wearing a vintage dress, Doc Martins and an old leather jacket. The girl's...
Things get darker in the final chapter, but don't worry. No characters were harmed in the making of this episode (not even Jessie) Part 4 We are all sitting around in Peter's Mum's kitchen. Peter has his electric guitar attached to a little amp and I'm on an acoustic. Ian has a base, which isn't connected to anything and Paddy has a single snare drum. "OK, shall we try it one more time?" Peter asks, we all nod nervously. I notice Peter's little sister watching us from the...
This is an extended version of the one I posted last month. Thanks to Robyn Hood for the support and proof reading! Part 2 The examination with Doctor Fields couldn't be more embarrassing. He's come up to Manchester especially and has been given an office at the Manchester Royal Infirmary just for this purpose. I suppose I should feel special, but all I do feel is the cold plastic of a chair against my bare bum as I sit here in the inadequate gown they gave me. I have already...
Thanks again to Robyn Hood for proof reading and support. The story continues... Part 5 Poppy runs her fingers along my newly cut fringe, "Cool," she says finding the little kink caused by the way my hair falls, "it suits you pixie girl," she smiles mischievously knowing that I hate it when she talks to me like a child. "I feel sorry for you Emmy," she adds. "Huh?" "You look hot when you are cross." She looks me in eyes making my body go all tingly. We are sitting on a...
Special thanks to Robyn and Emily for all their support, editing and feedback. And thank you to all those who have reviewed the story so far. Your support and ideas really help! Part 6 "Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a woman of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul to waste" I've never sung in front of a crowd before, not as the lead. I feel strange. It seems impossible that I am hitting all the right notes. I channel Mick...
Thanks as always to Emily and Robyn for your support, suggestions and time. I couldn't write this without you! And to all of you who leave comments. They really do help! The more you leave the faster I write ;-) Part 7 Tim sits beside me in the car, up front, the Livingstons chat. Every now and then Mrs Livingston looks back at me. I imagine she is worried that I will have evaporated. My head is still numb, only eight hours ago I was Emma Riley. "You OK?" Tim asks. I just...
Thanks to Robyn, Emily and Cressar for all their support : ) and to all of you who have kept reading and leaving comments. Knowing you are enjoying the exploits of Emma and Co keeps me writing. Part 8 I stand there gobsmacked. "Jessie, what are you doing here?" Jessie struggles to her feet, she looks thin and unwashed. "I came here to see you!" her voice is broken and uneven. "You came to see what you did to me." I clench my fists. "You came to laugh!" "No!" Her voice...
Thanks as always to Robyn Hood, Emily and Cressar. And to everyone who has commented and kept with the story :) Part Nine We are sat backstage as Tina searches for illicit cigarettes in her handbag. "Gawd Tina, I am soooo glad we hang out now," I say in a loud whisper. "I can't believe I was spending time with that munter Andi and her sadsack friends." Tina smiles conspiratorially at me. "Don't worry about it, Chlo, you were the new kid," she says, resting her hand on my arm,...
Thank you everyone who has stuck with this story. Especially those of you who have left comments or sent me messages. To Robyn, Chris and Emily who all proof read, provided support and acted as sounding boards to all my crazy ideas. I hope this, the final chapter, does justice to you all and to Emma and the gang. Part 10 The glow subsides and I see a door has opened up at the other end of the white room, through which a youngish man enters. He wears a white turtleneck sweater...
Tony's Companion All week I tried to come up with ways of getting out of this date with Tony. I cried, begged, and pleaded with Grace to come up with another date for Tony, and to convince him to let me out of being his date to the Charity Ball. She would have no part of it and engaged my mother to take me shopping for an evening gown suitable for the event, and something to compliment Tony who will be in a tuxedo. "Amy, you have to stop begging. Tony is excited about Friday and...
“Danny…” Sarah whined. It was embarrassing to be made to stand there like meat on display, which she was. Thankfully, after a moment more, he stepped in. She felt trashy and aroused, but pushed the thought out, at least as much as she could. Sarah found herself suppressing a smile at what was to come. Was it me, or did I almost see a smile? I briefly thought. Normally I would ask, but ‘the little head was doing thinking’ at t the moment, so I waltzed on in. If this was to be the “Last...
If Sarah Holland didn’t feel embarrassed and humiliated before, she certainly felt it now. After all this, she was being made to parade in front of her torturer like some damn piece of meat. But again, she knew she had little choice. The Cami PJ’s were skimpy and she be blushed as she stood, twirled, and bent over in front of naked torturer. She noticed that his dick was getting erect again, and that could only mean one thing. Seeing the MILF pose for me in lingerie was nice. She was...
Sarah was thankful her phone was on silent, as she had been enjoying having her man spooned up to her, and it wasn’t until he got up to make breakfast for her that she saw the text, spoiling her mood. She decided she was going to enjoy her day and deal with that later, damn him, and deleted the text. I figured on no response, so I sent another that I knew would get at least a reaction. “Something in a box for you on back porch. You’ll be wearing it later.” I had spent the day off doing more...
Sarah sighed. Don was in his room, doing schoolwork, and her boyfriend wouldn’t be home for another hour. “Danny, please,” she texted, “You know this must end, I’m begging you.” Acknowledging she was right would give her power, and that wasn’t going to happen, yet I knew I had to give her a glimmer of hope, because she was getting very desperate. ‘tomorrow’ I simply texted, and tossed the phone aside. *** Sarah’s boyfriend gave her a quick kiss and was out the door. He was off to the gym...
I mostly hung out with Don thru high-school because had a big house, generous ‘parents’, & his Mom was utterly gorgeous. Some of the guys say his mom was 15 or so when she had Don, so Mrs. Sarah Holland couldn’t be over 40. We were 18 now, so my personal bet in our cash pool for her was age 34. She was maybe an inch shorter than my 5ft. 8”/173cm frame in those heels she always wore, with dirty-blonde hair, big breasts, thicc hips and a flat tummy. Sarah Holland had a sexy MILF body I intended...
I was sitting there with the TV showing white snow and the VCR still running, tears running down my face and my whole body trembling and wracking with sobs. The marriage to the wonderful man I've loved so much for the past 6 years ended, completely and entirely by my own doing. I had no one to blame but myself, my ever present lust and my slutty behavior. Knowing me he warned me before he proposed to me, that he will never tolerate any infidelity. His words were 'I have no intention of...
Erin and I had been married for just over 12 years last month. We had no children and we both were content in our careers. We first met at a seminar on business accounting and we found we had a lot in common. She was then an engineer, working for a medical device manufacturer and I, Paul Warner, was a Senior Manager for a company that made hospital equipment. We had dinner and made plans to see each other after the meetings were concluded. We lived only a few miles apart and both worked in...
My special thanks to Erik Thread for editing my story and making it a better read I am sitting at the kitchen table crying as I hold the set of papers that were delivered to me an hour earlier. My tears that are running down on my face create a small puddle on the table in front of me. I feel like screaming: "What a fool I've been!" The papers were divorce papers. The settlement offered did not reflect our financial status — we were multi millionaires due to the great computer business my...
Edited as always by Angel Love, with my thanks. As I lay on the bed, the evening coming to a close, I reflected back on my recent life. My babies, Alicia and Beverley, were grown and on their own now. Both had graduated from college and had careers that they loved. Victor, their father would have been proud of them had he lived. I know I was. I am their mother, Estelle, and I made a promise to myself that I would see them safely on their way in life and I had kept my word. The rest of my...
Hi. My name is Gary Winston and I turned 18 years old, on my last vacation before going to college. I was an electronic and computer genius. At that time I invented a small gadget that when attached the right way to a phone extension, you could listen in on the calls on the other extensions without that infamous 'click' that was the giveaway. I could connect the device to my computer, have the calls recorded and listen to them at any time. I showed Dad my latest invention just before he left...
It is about four months now since I found out that my mother has become a slut. A very active one too. I'm Gary Green, now 18 years old. It's been a month now — just after my 18th birthday — that I've left home to never go back. My parents are Don, 42, and Barbara (Barbie) age 40. My Dad used to be a local salesman for a large toy company, and was promoted about 5 months ago to become the sales manager of the same company. The promotion almost doubled his salary, but it although forced...
I stood against a wall, trying to avoid staring at the unconscious woman lying on the bed. I’d carried her in here, after hearing her scream and finding her passed out, that man standing over her. That Wynne had also been there was beside the point; the bastard had hurt her. He’d called her ‘templar’, practically spewing venom, then turned around and flirted with her; the next thing I knew, he’d done something to her with his magic, and she had screamed. It pierced my heart. I’d do anything...
I watched another girl leave my front door. It was another sad affair, but it was inevitable. I have had this happen many times now. Most of them when they hear the news just get up and tell me they can't deal with this and leave. You see I have something I wish I didn't have. HIV. I can thank my ex-wife for that. She saw fit to run bareback throughout her affairs with me none the wiser. Her final gift to me was the gift that just keeps giving. We were married for five years, things I...
Special thanks to JackO for editing my story. Mary and I have been married for 25 years now; both of us are 46 years old. She was my first love, starting in high school, through college and getting married after graduation. We had 3 wonderful children? Jonathan (Jon), 23 years old, who had graduated from college a year ago and was now a successful architect working in a large architects company in our town. Suzy, 20, in her third year of college studying American history, and our youngest,...