The Neighborhood MILF Syren DeMer
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Fred and Sally moved to a small town in the mid west to get away from the big city two years ago, after their kids were grown and on their own. They lived about 90 miles from the city that Fred's corporation was located, but because of the high price of fuel and through the miracle of science he worked out of his home office. He was hooked up to his corporate office by computer with a large screen TV in his home office for video Conferencing. Getting the VP position in his corporation at 50...
When my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...
35 Dawn`s went on secondment, her last weekend. A lot of this is fantasy some is true, you choose the bitsIt was given me by her hubby normally a happy cuckold. Her company had “chosen” her to go on secondment to the USA and she was to fly on Monday and would be away for a number of months, he was devastated. Naturally they discussed it and decided what must be must be, it`s a harsh world out there, and they wanted the promotion that could follow. It did however mean giving up a lot...
Thanks P. for help with editing the story. SECONDHAND Another uneventful gray day of my life was coming to an end, and I had just closed the door and turned off the light at the back of the shop when there was a frantic knocking. A tall, white-haired woman in a long fashionable coat was standing outside, with two large black bin bags. I went up to the door and said, "We're closed! Sorry!" "What shall I do with these clothes, then?" the woman asked me, exaggerating her lip...
Pete spent most of the next couple of days wondering how the girls would react to his overture. He spent so much time thinking about it he began to chide himself for obsessing over his college-age tenants. "Surely," he thought to himself, "They'll never go for that sort of arrangement." For fear of overplaying his hand, though, he stayed to himself. It wasn't until Thursday when he had a knock on his door. It was Lana. He answered the door and invited her in. Pete sat down in his chair in the...
SpankingPete noticed a subtle change in the girls' demeanor after their last discipline session. He saw them come and go as they always had, but when they saw him, they all three seemed much more shy then they had been before. He attributed this to the fact that he had bared Lana and Laura's bottoms and paddled them with his hairbrush until they were crying. But Linda had not been spanked, and yet she too seemed to avert her eyes when she saw him. He was working in the front yard, weeding the flowerbed...
SpankingPete was on his back porch watching the sunset. It was Sunday evening at 7:30, a week after the last time he had been here. As before, he was sipping a scotch and soda and smiling at nothing in particular. He still could not quite believe that the three prettiest girls he knew had accepted him as their personal disciplinarian.In the week that followed after their initial introduction to the hairbrush, Pete had, indeed, detected a reduction in the amount of drama he could hear coming from his...
SpankingWe lay there spent just basking in the afterglow , she asks if she can see the recording I look at her and see the state she is in and laugh she is all covered in sticky dried come ,her face, neck, tits, chest it was just amazing ,I loved it .She started to laugh too. I set up the video for us to watch , I ask do you want pop corn she laughs says you ass ole start the movie when I get out of the shower .Toni is all smelling nice and fresh now retouched her makeup and all ,she put on a sexy...
"I want to tease you. A lot".I smile. Emma's in her black lace underwear. The sight is already a tease."I'd like to see that"."Ian, I love your little stories. How they make me hot. How I'm feeling special reading them. Now it's my turn to give you that. And there are so many things I'd like to try with you""That's a very nice thing to say Emma... You know, these stories don't come out of nowhere. You have your part in inspiring them...""So I'll give you some more. Just wait here."Emma goes to...
Ten nanoseconds after the Big Bang by Charlotte Dickles Author's Note: All people, places and events in this story are entirely fictional, and are not based upon any actual person or event. In particular, WESA, the Women's Engineering and Science Association is fictitious and is not based upon with such notable organisations as WISE or WES. The story contains adult themes and you should not read them if it is illegal in your country. 'Did you see the way he looked down the...
It was already dusk when I got into my car. The radio was still on. Chumbawamba's "Tubthumping" was playing. "How appropriate" I thought to myself. The Radio gods must be telling me something. I pulled out of the driving singing, "I get knocked down, but I get up again. You are never gonna keep me down..." As I drove, I rehearsed what I'm going to say to Chase. I'm going to tell him the truth. Well - a variation of the truth. I won't mention time travel or future events. I certainly...
Honesty: Appearances Katie crawled lazily out of bed. Working on student engineering projects were fun, but she always got the feeling that it was better suited for undergraduates who weren't also doing research... and weren't in a relationship. She occasionally wondered if being Jacob bled a bit into the identity she was born with, as she reflexively scratched her chin, almost to feel for stubble growth after sleeping late. Then on again she was always a tomboy; young Katie was...
Pete's alarm woke him up at 8:00 as usual. Laura was not there. Pete briefly wondered what happened to her, but decided to tackle that minor mystery once he had himself together. Twenty minutes spent in the bathroom as well as the closet and he was ready to greet the world at large. He headed downstairs to see who was still there. Linda was at the kitchen table nursing a bowl of cereal and tapping aimlessly on her tablet. She was dressed in a pretty floral print blouse and leggings. She looked...
SpankingAppearances Belladonna Don Legnani eyes turned towards his secretary as his wife entered the ladies room. His secretary knew he was watching her. Carmen Hightower was always aware that her boss's eyes were fixed upon her whenever he had the opportunity to steal a glance. Carmen crossed her right leg over her left. She smiled as she let heel of her shoe slid off her foot. Don's eyes were transfixed on the metallic gray, 5 inch heeled pump dangling from Carmen's toes. Don heard...
Tammy, Arrived in Marksville at three. Checked into Best Western. Going to dinner then check out the casino. Enjoy your night out with the girls. Your loving husband, Kurt.Kurt was a tractor representative making the rounds with the dealerships. He had checked into the Best Western, unpacked, went to the bar, then text'd his wife. At six, after two martinis, Kurt sat alone at a Mexican restaurant. By seven, he was at the casino across from the hotel.Kurt played at the blackjack table for an...
HardcoreKeeping up Appearances by Eric The famous actress Drew Gerrymore was in town to hype her latest movie - a stupid Cinderella story. Fuck she hated the movie! But her fuckin agent was right the money was good and she needed to play a sweet person after the latest round of bad publicity. The reminded her - she sent the group lobbying for the legalization of Coke ten grand. God was life was a fuckin challenge - dodging reporters and her husband's process servers and reporters and...
Pete was on his back porch watching the sunset. It was Sunday evening at 7:30, a week after the last time he had been here. As before, he was sipping a scotch and soda and smiling at nothing in particular. He still could not quite believe that the three prettiest girls he knew had accepted him as their personal disciplinarian. In the week that followed after their initial introduction to the hairbrush, Pete had, indeed, detected a reduction in the amount of drama he could hear coming from his...
Pete’s alarm woke him up at 8:00 as usual. Laura was not there. Pete briefly wondered what happened to her, but decided to tackle that minor mystery once he had himself together. Twenty minutes spent in the bathroom as well as the closet and he was ready to greet the world at large. He headed downstairs to see who was still there. Linda was at the kitchen table nursing a bowl of cereal and tapping aimlessly on her tablet. She was dressed in a pretty floral print blouse and leggings. She looked...
Pete noticed a subtle change in the girls’ demeanor after their last discipline session. He saw them come and go as they always had, but when they saw him, they all three seemed much more shy then they had been before. He attributed this to the fact that he had bared Lana and Laura’s bottoms and paddled them with his hairbrush until they were crying. But Linda had not been spanked, and yet she too seemed to avert her eyes when she saw him. He was working in the front yard, weeding the flowerbed...
Pete was the first to wake up the next morning. It was Saturday – no alarm, just the sunlight streaming in from the bedroom window. Pete’s first discovery was that the girls were still there, still both nestled in close to him. Linda was on her stomach – no doubt to protect her tender bottom – with her head on Pete’s chest, buried somewhere under her strewn-about hair. Laura was reverse-spooning Pete – her ass resting against his hip and her head using Pete’s arm as a pillow. Pete carefully...
Pete spent most of the next couple of days wondering how the girls would react to his overture. He spent so much time thinking about it he began to chide himself for obsessing over his college-age tenants. ‘Surely,’ he thought to himself, ‘They’ll never go for that sort of arrangement.’ For fear of overplaying his hand, though, he stayed to himself. It wasn’t until Thursday when he had a knock on his door. It was Lana. He answered the door and invited her in. Pete sat down in his chair in the...
‘Do you have a minute, sir?’ It was Laura. Pete had just answered the doorbell Monday afternoon to find her there. ‘Of course, Laura. Please come in.’ Laura was dressed in jeans and a turtleneck, as it was a bit chilly out. Pete figured she probably was just finished with classes for the day. He ushered her into the living room and towards a chair opposite the coffee table. He asked, ‘Can I get you something to drink?’ ‘No, thank you.’ She replied. Pete sat down and asked, ‘What brings you...
It was Sunday evening. Pete sat on his back balcony, sipping a scotch and soda and watching the sunset. He had a broad smile on his face. ‘Pete,’ he thought to himself, ‘life is good. In an hour, you are going to get to spank the three prettiest girls you know.’ Pete was in his late 40s. He had been a widower for ten years, having lost his wife to cancer. She got sick before they could start a family, and losing her had been hard. But he had fallen back on his work, and had buried himself in...
Tuesday morning came and Pete’s day started as usual, with his alarm and morning routine. When Pete came downstairs to the kitchen, Linda and Lana were both at the table eating breakfast. Both looked up when they heard Pete and greeted him with a friendly ‘Morning!’ and a smile. Pete smiled and answered back, ‘Good morning, girls.’ Pete loved the new reality of being greeted at the breakfast table. He hadn’t realized how much he had missed sharing the house with someone – even beyond all of...
Life in their house continued along swimmingly. The girls came and went to school, Pete fixed dinner, and they all spent the evenings on their own. Friday evening came and after dinner Pete reminded Linda of her upcoming appointment. Linda nodded as she headed off to the living room couch to study. Once again, shortly after 9:30, Pete retired to his room. As usual, Ten o’clock brought a knock on Pete’s bedroom door. Pete answered, and to his surprise, Linda was not alone in the doorway. Laura...
Friday evening at 10:00 was the scheduled time for Linda's session with Pete. She usually made her way upstairs to get undressed at about 9:45, but this evening Pete had special plans. He was seated out in the living room in his easy chair. He looked like he was reading a magazine, but he was really waiting for Linda to get up from the couch where she was reading a textbook and head for the stairs. Laura was studying at the kitchen table and Lana was playing with her phone on the other end of...
Spanking"Pete, can I talk to you?" It was Sunday afternoon, and Pete was watching football. He looked up to see Laura standing there. He muted the TV and turned to give her his attention. He replied, "Sure. What's up?" "Sam has tickets to a concert, but they're for Wednesday night. But that's... well, that's our night..." Pete nodded. He said, "Since you're seeing him, would you rather he take care of your weekly needs?" Laura shook her head and said, "No. I enjoy our sessions, and Sam, well, he's...
Spanking"Come in," Pete said. He was in his office Thursday afternoon when he heard a knock on the door. The door opened and Lana was there. She looked like she had just gotten back from something athletic. She was in sweat pants and a tight T short and her long black hair was in a pony tail. She stepped into the middle of the room as Pete turned his chair around and smiled. "Hello, Lana. What can I do for you?" Lana took a deep breath and said, "I was out jogging just now and thinking. Thinking about...
Spanking"Pete, can I talk to you about something?" It was Laura's voice that brought Pete's attention away from the bookkeeping task that he was working on at his desk. He looked up and turned around to face her. She bit her lip nervously as she stood before him. She was dressed for school, having arrived after the end of her day. "Of course, Laura. What can I do for you?" "Well, I met... someone... and we've been talking for a few days now... and he asked me out..." Pete could see she was struggling...
SpankingPete was the first to wake up the next morning. It was Saturday - no alarm, just the sunlight streaming in from the bedroom window. Pete's first discovery was that the girls were still there, still both nestled in close to him. Linda was on her stomach - no doubt to protect her tender bottom - with her head on Pete's chest, buried somewhere under her strewn-about hair. Laura was reverse-spooning Pete - her ass resting against his hip and her head using Pete's arm as a pillow. Pete carefully...
SpankingLife in their house continued along swimmingly. The girls came and went to school, Pete fixed dinner, and they all spent the evenings on their own. Friday evening came and after dinner, Pete reminded Linda of her upcoming appointment. Linda nodded as she headed off to the living room couch to study. Once again, shortly after 9:30, Pete retired to his room. As usual, ten o'clock brought a knock on Pete's bedroom door. Pete answered, and to his surprise, Linda was not alone in the doorway. Laura...
SpankingTuesday morning came and Pete's day started as usual, with his alarm and morning routine. When Pete came downstairs to the kitchen, Linda and Lana were both at the table eating breakfast. Both looked up when they heard Pete and greeted him with a friendly "Morning!" and a smile. Pete smiled and answered back, "Good morning, girls." Pete loved the new reality of being greeted at the breakfast table. He hadn't realized how much he had missed sharing the house with someone - even beyond all of the...
Spanking"Do you have a minute, sir?"It was Laura. Pete had just answered the doorbell Monday afternoon to find her there."Of course, Laura. Please come in."Laura was dressed in jeans and a turtleneck, as it was a bit chilly out. Pete figured she probably was just finished with classes for the day. He ushered her into the living room and towards a chair opposite the coffee table. He asked, "Can I get you something to drink?""No, thank you." She replied.Pete sat down and asked, "What brings you here...
SpankingLife continued in Pete's house. The springtime weather continued to get warmer as the days got longer until senior exams were upon the girls. Exams lasted for a week, but for the week before and the week of exams, Pete told the girls that their weekly appointments with him for private spankings were going to be set aside so that they could concentrate on their studies. The girls spent most of their time when they weren't at classes studying or writing reports and the like, preparing for the...
SpankingLisa and Giles had been out walking after Lisa had done her usual six mile run and training in preparation for her next fight, which was scheduled for eight days' time. It was against her toughest opponent yet - she was giving away quite a few pounds as well as three inches in height. Although it was not going to be easy, she was confident enough of at least giving the other woman a run for her money before she suffered her first knockout. Having Giles out of the way would be a good thing,...
Saturday, June 2, 2007 (Continued) Saturday afternoon was saner for us, but not for some other people. TV showed us scenes at the main access routes into Corvallis, especially the highway bridges over the river. There were many hundreds of cars parked down the Corvallis-Lebanon Highway (the main road into Corvallis, to the east of the river) that had been prevented from getting any closer by the roadblocks. Consequently there were thousands of people yelling at the soldiers to demand that...
My photography business had been getting busier and busier in the past few months with myself and my assistant Silke being rushed off our feet going from job to job.Most of the work was fairly humdrum - weddings, family portraits, product launches and other corporate events - and was time-consuming and not hugely exciting.We had done a few recent shoots with aspiring models, which was much more interesting work for both of us - bringing out the personality of the models was not always that easy...
IncestTrisha stayed to herself for the next couple of weeks at work; even avoiding John as much as possible. She couldn't avoid going to him to request the time off for the court date, however. When she did, John offered to listen if she needed to talk about what was going on, but she declined. Trisha wanted Mark to feel like he had someone to go to; she didn't want to intrude in on his confidante or put John in the middle. Her concern about the court date paled in comparison to her concern for...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am riding on the back of Matt Frawley's motorcycle. I press myself against him, and my breasts tingle as they tease his bulky, sweat stained back. We careen around curves on the Angeles Crest Highway, and we exit down a winding road into the National Forest. We roll to a halt in a gravel parking lot strewn with remnants of bikers' parties. Matt hides the bike in a stand of oaks. He puts his arm around my waist, and...
Secondary Education Chapter 2, The Trouble With PE By Tyla Flowers [email protected] I am rounding the last turn of the mandatory mile. Each footfall is unbearable. The sun, the smog, and the heat are relentless. Coach is screaming words I cannot hear over the blood pounding in my ears. I cross the finish line and collapse at his feet. "Get up, move around before you puke, Flowers." "I can't, Coach." It is too late. I retch on the ground at Coach's feet, a watery gruel. I...
Secondary Education By Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 3 Self Improvement Please email me a comment if you are enjoying (or not) my story. Our apartment is dark, hot and empty when I get home. I am a latchkey kid, and have been since my dad went to jail for the penultimate time, when he got his second strike for dealing meth back in '02. Now, he's in for 25, and I am sure Mom is heading back into custody for parole violation. In her waste basket I find used...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Please email me or post a comment if you like, or dislike my story. Thanks. Chapter 4 Initiation I wait in line at Target behind a squat Latina and her raucous brood. She barks shrill commands and threats, which they cheerfully ignore as they slip cheap toys into her already stuffed shopping cart. Her boyfriend ignores the anarchy as he adds an armful of last minute items to their tottering pile of goods. The cashier...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 5 A Hard Road to Ho. I awake alone, my limbs twisted in rumpled sheets. The tattered window shade flaps in a desultory breeze billowing in one moment, sucking against the screen in the next. The cheerful trill of a passing ice cream truck making its final rounds makes me hungry, and I drag myself from the bed. I look out the window into the gloaming. It's night. I have slept a couple of hours. The...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 6 Night on the Town I sit in the back seat of a speeding, SUV, wedged between two Mara soldiers. Jose's corpse lies under a bloody blanket behind us, his face obliterated by the pointblank blast from Antoine's shotgun. Hector drives the Escalade up and down Jefferson Boulevard, the uneasy border between the Crip and Mara fiefdoms, speeding past its many shuttered used furniture stores, but slowing as he...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 7 The Tipping Point The rising sun paints the smoggy sky over Los Angeles fuchsia. The air is dense with the smoke of distant wildfires. The breeze is already hot. It stirs the trash from overflowing garbage cans and sends it tumbling down the streets. Greasy food wrappers twirl in trash cyclones: In and Out, Jack in the Box, Weinerschnitzel. The sight makes me nauseous, and I choke back a gag. My eyes...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 8 Making Up My Incomplete I cinch a belt around the baggy waist of my Dockers. The pants' seat and thighs are just as tight as the waist is loose. My old boy clothes don't fit my new body. It is as Tyler, rather than Tyla, that I am re- enrolling, two weeks late, in Fairfax High's summer program. I wrap my boobs with an Ace bandage to squeeze them flat, and cover up my curves with tee shirt and a faded Kobe...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 9, Seeing No Evol Matt Frawley's arms are glistening in the slanting rays of August sunshine. He dribbles behind his back, wrong footing his defender. Matt deftly crosses the ball over, changing direction and bounce passes it to Antoine, who is streaking down the court on the fast break and scores an easy lay up. Matt whoops a victorious hurrah, and his blue eyes for a moment meet mine until he is distracted by...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 10 Reincarnation I am asleep in the arms of my Bodhisattva. He strokes my forehead. "Look within to find consciousness of the skandhas that survived your rebirth." I concentrate, and focus on a fuzzy, black and white image. "I was Private Flores, an American warrior in the jungle battles of Laos. I killed many and died filled with guilt and hatred. These passions survived inside me, and even they roil...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Is This Nirvana? Chapter 11 I awaken with a shudder. A fractured ray of sunlight pierces the crack between a pair threadbare quilts which have been hung as an makeshift curtain. From outside I hear the clamor of banda piped through the tinny speakers of a catering truck. A hot breeze wafts a rancid flume of stale cooking oil, jalapeno and stewed pork. I feel nauseous, and choke back a heave. I have mind-splitting...
Secondary Education Tyla Flowers [email protected] Chapter 12, My Missing Pieces Oprah's over, Rikki Lake's not on yet, and Dr. Phil depresses me. So I flick off the television. I pick up a month-old "Us" magazine: Lindsey's back in rehab, Paris is busted for DUI again, same old, same old. I throw it back on the table and wish I had something to do. I am a high school dropout. During my convalescence after being castrated, I missed the start of school at Hollywood...
Secondary Education Chapter 13 Screen Kisses [email protected] This is a continuation of a sexually explicit story. If depictions of sex disturb you, or if you are under the age of 18, do not read this story. All persons and events depicted herein are fictional. If you like, hate or otherwise react to this story, please email me at the address above or post a comment to the site where you read it. Xoxox, TF I am squeezed between Ocho Loco and Hector on the sagging,...
Secondary Education Chapter 14 Betrayal [email protected] In Tyla's harsh demi-monde, how shall she discern the betrayer from the betrayed? Cautionary Note: This is adult erotic fiction (not fantasy) and should not be read by non-adults or by adults who are offended by violence or explicit erotica involving under-aged transgendered protagonists. All persons depicted are fictional, and...
I stood at my vanity, looking into the mirror as I affixed an earring. I watched my husband’s reflection. He was seated on the edge of our bed behind me, one leg crossed over the other and a shoe held in his hand. His eyes did not meet mine in the mirror. ‘Why did you pick right now to tell me this?’ I asked. He didn’t answer. He did look up and saw me watching him in the mirror. I saw his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed his words. I stood to my full height so that I no longer...
“Sarasota Approach Control, November-One-Two-Echo-Romeo is with you passing through twelve-thousand on the way to eight-thousand. We have information Sierra at SRQ.” “Two-Echo-Romeo, Sarasota Approach. Radar Contact. Continue on course. You may descend to two-thousand, your discretion. Sarasota altimeter two-niner-niner-two.” Dave responded, and the Cessna Citation continued its descent at twenty-five-hundred feet per minute. Passing through ten-thousand, Dave reduced the speed to...
Ron led Lisa from the room, out to the limo and threw her into the back, still gagged, bound and naked. He left, but returned just minutes later with a hood, and placed the hood over her head, so that she couldn't see where he was taking her. He then got in, and drove her back to her house. He took her into the house, pulling on her leash, as he led her across the yard. Once inside of the house, he pushed her down onto the couch, still bound and gagged. He reached down, grabbing her legs,...
Home Run By Pamela ([email protected]) Part 3. SECOND BASE On a Monday at Miriam's apartment, before she arrived home from work, I set the table and did some cleaning. When I heard Miriam's key in the lock I ran to the front door and greeted her. I took some grocery bags she was carrying and brought them to the kitchen. A short while later after she had washed up, we worked together in the kitchen making tacos for dinner. While we ate dinner, Miriam asked me how my day...
As excited as I was to think about using the condoms that night or over the weekend, well it just did not happen. When Lennie came back from the bathroom, she had a worried look on her face. I asked her what was the matter, but she just seemed to be far away and hardly paid any attention to me. I drove home in silence, when we got there Lennie hurried off to bed, not even giving me a hug.The rest of the weekend we just stayed away from each other. She spent the biggest part of the time...
By The SecondI woke up just a few minutes before my alarm went off in my usual state of desperate wetness. The darkness outside my window reminded me that dawn was still an hour or two away, and that I was lying in my bed, alone, wearing a tee shirt and panties, stuffed to the brim with my twelve inch long ?Monster? Vibrator, a plastic sex toy containing a powerful motor that was, regretfully, completely silent at that particular moment. It was operated via a bluetoothBluetooth application on...