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School and life in general is a routine now: classes, study, exercise, and various fun activities. Mack brought his bow and arrows back from the farm and he uses them at one or more of the local archery clubs each week. He sometimes skips a week due to activities with Tanya. Exercise Excess In late April, a couple of weeks after returning from the farm, Mack is out walking around the area because his exercise tonight will be skipped for a planned activity with Tanya’s family so he doesn’t...
The work on the houses goes as expected, and so do the lives of Mack and Irene. Parks continues to push to get the land or logging rights for next to nothing. Mack continues to work the farm while going to school and building the houses. He often goes rabbit hunting, and he gives the extra rabbits to friends and other visitors. Sometimes organising for Marker or Hammer to come out to collect the extra rabbits, along with some of the excess vegetables grown in the farm’s large garden. One...
The holidays go well for everybody at Sandy Knoll Farm, even the Thomas and Lukovic families appreciate the slower pace of having that many of the children away for the holidays. One aspect of being at the farm Mack didn’t expect was Ma Hanson organising for all of the kids to have cooking lessons while there because she’s inspired by Mack’s past lessons. At the start of the last full week in January the Queanbeyan kids pack up their gear, load it in the Yukon, and leave for Queanbeyan just...
Despite not wanting a life as a logger or a farmer Mack has always seen Sandy Knoll Farm as being his home, and after a five year absence he’s glad to be heading home to live there full-time. Ann and Jess have been away for three years and are also happy to be going home. Both the Yukon and Ambulance are packed with their gear: clothes, books, mementos, computers, the best of the cooking gear, plus a few other odds and ends. They leave the furniture and other stuff in the flat so the Steins...
Life settles into a rhythm for Mack. School during the week, hunting three afternoons a week and every second Saturday. Twice a week he takes the children out to get them acquainted with the forest while he teaches them what he’s learned. They soon learn how to know where they are in relation to the houses and the camps. The kids and men spend a lot of time trying to thin the rabbit herds, but it still looks like they’ve not touched them. Many families enjoy their improved diets due to the...
Mack is almost the last off the coach when it stops at the ACT Bus Terminus in the Jolimont Centre, Civic, Canberra around seven at night. He sees Helen waiting off to the side. They spot each other at the same moment and move toward each other. In a few minutes he’s showing the driver his ticket to be allowed to take the backpack and two bags of his from the stack of luggage. He puts the backpack on and they grab a bag each before going to where Helen parked her car in a side street. With...
On Thursday Irene isn’t surprised to have a visit from Marker’s wife and his mother with Hammer’s wife around ten o’clock. However, the other seven senior women of the tribe weren’t expected. They sit down for tea and biscuits while they chat about Irene’s circumstances. After half an hour Ma Hanson asks, “Irene, can you show us where you’re up to with the new houses, please?” Irene smiles as she nods yes. They get up and go over to the new houses. While they walk Irene tells them where...
One Thursday in mid January Helen and the kids take a trip to Melbourne to do some shopping and visit a few places. Mack pays for the fares because it’s for his benefit and he needs Helen to go along. This means the other kids also go because it’s an overnight trip. To make time for some shopping Helen wants to do it becomes a three day trip with two nights in Melbourne after they travel down by train. They leave on the Thursday morning and arrive in the afternoon. A visit to a few shops in...
In this story there are a few matters where some terms used here in Australia may not be fully understood in other countries, so this note is to help clarify a few items in the next sub-chapter. There are two general groups of trucks used to cart dirt and other materials around where the truck tray rises up at the front to let the load slide off of the back of the vehicle. The basic design is the same for both in they have sides almost the same height as the cabin of the truck and the rear...
This story and all it contents and names are fictional.January 1st.Dear diary,This is my first diary entry ever, so I suppose I better tell you about myself. My name is Ashley, I'm 19 years old. I have long blonde hair with blue eyes. I think of myself as a very attractive girl. I like to stand in front my full length mirror and admire my naked body and of course play wife myself, I love looking at my pussy when I orgasm, sometimes my juices even spray on the mirror, I lick all my juices off my...
IncestLife soon develops into a series of routines of classes, studies, fun with friends, meals, exercise, chores, and other duties. At school Mack makes an effort to mix with a number of the social groups by visiting different tables for lunch in the first few weeks. Thus he soon gets to know a lot of different people. Mack’s one school issue is Sport as the New South Wales Department of Education requires all students in the years up to Year Ten to play a sport, unless they have a pressing...
In mid November a major problem arises requiring Mack to get involved in work he doesn’t want to do, but he has to for the tribe. For some reason unknown to the elders some federal and state government departments have sent letters demanding their officers have seats on the management board of Walkers Enterprises. If the tribe agrees the board would more than double and give the real control of the company to the government. Copies of the letters are sent to all of the tribal leaders and a...
The first Tuesday in February is the first day of school so Mack and the Thomas kids walk over to the school. They were all at the school some time during the previous week to make sure the paperwork was all done and correct for them to start, as well as getting class timetables and the school issued textbooks. Mack is in Year Nine with his cousin James, Diane is in Year Ten, while Mary is in Year Eight. All of his cousins were born early in the year about a year apart while Mack was born...
Thursday, January 4th, 2018 Dear diary, Fuck you. And fuck you too, Dr. Swalley. Friday, January 12th, 2018 This is the stupidest shit I've ever done, I swear to god. Fine. Fine. For Kiera. "You don't talk much, Tony," she says. I mean, no shit. What's there to talk about? I just get mad, okay? Who doesn't? It's all bullshit. Trying to keep ahead, listening to your coworker's crap, all those fuckin' people on the road that don't know how to drive. Kiera...
The Shire Council meetings are open to the public, but rarely does the public attend if they don’t have something to do with the meeting. On the Tuesday evening the doors open for this month’s meeting at six forty-five for the seven o’clock meeting. When the security guard who opens the doors he’s surprised at the crowd waiting to enter. All of the elders of both local tribes are present and so are most of the influential independent loggers as they’d been asked to be at the meeting because...
Samantha backed into her bedroom watching Aaron follow her. His eyes were glued to her boobs and hard cock pointed straight at her. When she reached her bed, the teen flopped into it calling out, "Get in here with me, and teach me more about what boys want to do to sexy girls like me!" "Ugh! I don't think that's a good idea, but let me show you something any guy who sees those gorgeous tits of yours is going to want to do." Aaron leaned over Samantha on her bed and took her swelling...
DEAR DIARY I awoke on the filthy mattress and looked around the darkened room. The dim glow of the street light peaking thru the dirty slats on the windows blinds. The quick moving hoards of cock roaches skittering across the thread bare carpet. Sitting up I realized what had happened last night. There were bruises and ugly raised welts all over my aching body. My tits were in terrible pain with dried blood...
"That's not fair. That wasn't the lesson you were teaching me!" "What do you mean that wasn't the lesson I was teaching you? How many times did I tell you that you needed to make me cum in your mouth and that you shouldn't trust me? I shouldn't have put my dick inside you and cum like that, but I was trying to warn you that the lure of your pussy would eventually overwhelm me. I fought it for as long as I could. But after eating you, I just couldn't fight it any longer. "Well,...
Introduction: The third installment in the fictitious events between me and my friend. It was Monday, the first day back at school since my night with my dream boy… He had decided to confess his love for me after I went to his house. I just couldnt stop thinking about what hed said Dont worry, Ill take care of my girlfriend. That morning, he picked me up from my house to drive me to school. Hop in, he said, pulling up at the end of the driveway. I was standing in the cold waiting for the bus. I...
“Hop in,” he said, pulling up at the end of the driveway. I was standing in the cold waiting for the bus. I sat in the seat, and as soon as I’d closed the door, we were off down the road. My next question had been eating at me all weekend. “What do you mean you’ll take care of your girlfriend?” “You’ll see soon enough,” he said, taking my hand in his. He left me in thought as we sped along the road. I thought to myself, What will happen if someone finds out? For God’s sake, my parents...
Uncle Mack picked up Alia on Friday afternoon, just after she arrived home from school.“Off for a dirty weekend”? Mum joked.“You bet” replied Alia, giving her Mum a hug. She picked up her rucksack, stuffed with her favourite clothing – mostly underwear, clasped Mack’s hand and strolled out to his car, parked outside.Once inside the car they kissed – his fingers tracing circles on her bare thigh, easing her skirt ever higher until he made contact with warm pussy nestling inside her pink...
Dear DiarybySion Sierra©I was asked to write this story by a friend. I do hope that you like it. I would appreciate any feedback you would care to give.Chapter 1I shouldn't have done it, but I had to. My daughter was acting even weirder after her Eighteenth birthday. It was only a month ago, I just figured she just thought she was a full blown adult. So here after I heard her scream she was leaving for school, I ran downstairs to give her money for her lunch. She was already gone. I entered the...
Fran and I were thinking of walking back home from the port when my stomach reminded me that our box lunches we ate at Swensen’s Beach were finished quite some time ago. “Hey Fran, wanna see if we can score $200 and a free dinner tonight?” “Do you have a client?” “I may. He left a phone number and wants to know how he can make me want to see him.” I called his number. “Hi is this me2x?”... “I’m Z3 but just call me Z.”... “Mack, it’s $200 per hour at your place but for today only I have a...
I guess I should talk about myself some, huh? I like to think of myself as a good looking guy, you know, not too muscular, but definitely not fragile or anything. I guess you could think of me as having a type of swimmer’s physique despite that even though I live on a lake, I still don’t swim much. (My mother said I take the lake front property for granted.) I’m short for my age, standing at about five-foot two, with not quite shoulder length blond hair and hazel eyes that like to change...
I guess I should talk about myself some, huh? I like to think of myself as a good looking guy, you know, not too muscular, but definitely not fragile or anything. I guess you could think of me as having a type of swimmer’s physique despite that even though I live on a lake, I still don’t swim much. (My mother said I take the lake front property for granted.) I’m short for my age, standing at about five-foot two, with not quite shoulder length blond hair and hazel eyes that like to change...
Friends: Deleted Scenes - Dear Diary"Now where did she hide those damn candlesticks?" Rachel asked herself.Chandler was moving in with Monica, and that meant that Rachel was moving out. She was very happy for them, even though she and Monica had been passively fighting over a pair of candlesticks that each girl thought she owned. Rachel was alone in the apartment so she decided to do a little searching. She went into Monica's room and quietly began looking through some boxes in her closet.Near...
Dear Diary, I am typing this now as I’m watching my sweet hubby fucking my daughters. I took a break just now from giving a prolonged blowjob to my husband for almost 20 minutes and the bottom part of my tongue is aching from it. I wanted to relax for a bit before joining in the action, drink some water, and I also needed to give some time to my daughters to enjoy as I’m not selfish enough to have the fun all by myself. My younger daughter has already started to complain about me, blaming that...
IncestDear Diary, I have thought long and hard about whether I wanted to have a record of my exploits, my conquests, my down right dirty fucking sex life, and I concluded that, when I am old, I want to be able to look back on this moment in my life and be jealous of my younger self. I mean, I may only be 23 now, pretty in an effortless way, but one day I won’t be, you know, and I might like to reminisce. Oh Diary, where or where do I even begin to tell you about life? Do I start from today moving...
Philosophy in the Boudoir and In Memory of Mack Sennett: A Transgender Interpretation By Cal Y. Pygia Surrealist artist Rene Magritte regarded his paintings as visual poems in which he sought to express the "secret affinities" between objects which seemed otherwise wholly unrelated. He detested Freudian interpretations of his work, regarding such readings as puerile and superficial, if not totally irrelevant. Therefore, he would have been likely to reject psychoanalytical...
So to catch up, Mackenzie is one of Ant’s pretty good friends, but I hadn’t known that when I met him on a night out with the girls. We danced and kissed, but nothing more, as I was out for my friend’s birthday. A few weeks later I was introduced to him through Ant and we immediately recognised each other. I told Ant what had happened that night, but we’d agreed before that friends were off limits (we have an open relationship) so that was that. Whenever I met him after that, Mack was always...
“I’ve seen you staring at me in class, anyone could see it.” I could tell through his voice his lips had curled into a smile. I was somewhat in shock; was it really that obvious? I threw the thought away as another popped into my mind. Is this really happening? I lay there, my dream boy clinging onto me, his cock rubbing my asshole. “Hey aren’t you forgetting something?” I broke from his hug, and turned to face him. But before I could say anything, he kissed me; and when our lips met, my...
ALEX MACK GETS RAPED By Moxy Alex Mack was a young girl of 16 . She had a small pouty mouth, and an innocent schoolgirl face. She had mdeium sized breasts and was just ?getting her girlish curves. She was truly a stunning beauty. She had long blonde hair falling to the small of her back. Alex was shy but yet friendly. She was a tomboy and a virgin. She usually wore faded denim jeans and oversized clothes that hid the fact she was a female. Alex was embarassed by her body and didn't like...
Bad things happen when you cheat. Dear Diary. March 18th 1985: Dear diary, well it finally happened. Two weeks after our anniversary and I cheated on my husband. Funny, Roy talked to me about having kids again just yesterday. I am glad I took the pill today. Branden came a lot…. I don’t know what Roy would think of his child-hood friend now that he just had amazing sex with his own wife for hours today…. But he did and his wife loved it…… March 19th 1985: Roy...
Cheating WifeWhat can happen when you cheat. Dear Diary. March 18th 1985: Dear diary, well it finally happened. Two weeks after our anniversary and I cheated on my husband. Funny, Roy talked to me about having kids again just yesterday. I am glad I took the pill today. Branden came a lot…. I don’t know what Roy would think of his child-hood friend now that he just had amazing sex with his own wife for hours today…. But he did and his wife loved it…… March 19th 1985: Roy...
Cheating Wife"Raaaaaaaaaab!" My wife's shrill voice cut through the damp basement air. Geez, it's as if she had dropped a brick on her toes while in the middle of saying my name. I answered quietly, but it didn't matter what I said because it was a reply so low she couldn't hear me. I remember when I enjoyed the soothing sounds of her voice, but today the sultry voice had been replaced by that of one with the same jarring noise to my senses as fingernails sliding down a chalkboard. "Raaaaaab, have you...
The sun rose over the town of Paradise Valley and another day started. Life went on as usual. Special agent Dana Scully walked along the streets of Paradise Valley and got a look at the community. She had arrived in town the previous day and had gotten a hotel room. Scully was with the FBI, she worked on strange and unusual cases that seemed to defy logical explanation and reason. These cases were called the X-Files. Her partner, Fox Mulder, was taking a long overdue vaction so she was working...
January 1st 2017Dear Diary,Well, I did it again. New Year’s resolution nailed within half an hour of the clock striking twelve. And why not, eh? Why set targets that take all year when you can get immediate results?It’s Saskia’s fault. This year, last year and the year before. All her. She’s a bad influence. She arranged things in advance this time - practically sold tickets. Brazen slut! She’s terrible but you’ve got to love her. You should have seen what she was wearing last night. Absolutely...
Oral SexMarch 15 A disturbing development — my son has started staring at my breasts and sometimes "accidentally" touches them. He asks me questions that show he knows very little about female anatomy. I believe ignorance about sexuality can lead to major problems in life, so I got an illustrated book about the human body, and we sat down together with it. The book made me realize I didn't know all that much myself, but more than him at least. My problem is that now he wants me to show him. I point...
12:45 PM Dear diary, its Austin again. Nothing new to report, except that I got stood up once again. Seems she had some important meeting that she had to attend. Her last words to me were, ‘Don’t wait up’. I guess it’s pretty obvious this is going to take all day and now my plans are wasted. It’s not so much the meeting as much as the timing. She knew I had this day planned. She didn’t know what I was planning, but she knew it was planned none-the-less. So here I am, writing to you once...
March 18th, 1985: Dear Diary, Well it finally happened. I cheated on my husband, and I did it only two weeks after our anniversary. It’s funny that just yesterday, Roy tried to convince me to have a kid, but I am sure glad I took the pill today because Branden came a lot. I’m certain that Roy would be very angry at the thought of his childhood friend fucking me for hours today, but I don’t care because the sex was amazing, and I loved it.March 19th: Roy doesn’t have a clue. I made love to him...
CheatingI am a 36yr old black crossdresser who only came out the closet about four years ago going to cd bars and clubs to dance and so forth but this is about a dream I had reasonly about a guy I’ve been chatting with online, now we never have met yet but I do know its just a matter of time anyway here is my dream. I was out for a night of fun in one of my regular clubs dressed for the kill in a short red pleated skirt red top and four inch open toe shoes, I was having a drink with one of my regular...
I am a 36yr old black crossdresser who only came out the closet about four years ago going to cd bars and clubs to dance and so forth but this is about a dream I had reasonly about a guy I've been chatting with online, now we never have met yet but I do know its just a matter of time anyway here is my dream. I was out for a night of fun in one of my regular clubs dressed for the kill in a short red pleated skirt red top and four inch open toe shoes, I was having a drink with one of my regular...
CrossdressingDear Diary... I was almost all the way home when I realized that I had forgotten my math book back at the school. I ran back hoping to find the doors still unlocked as the school closes up early on Friday nights. Luckily I was able to sneak in unnoticed and the place was practically deserted. I hear a couple of voices talking near the front so I ran to the back stairs and up to my math room. I was so nervous because I had never been in the school when it was getting dark or when it was...
First TimeDear Diary Dear Diary, Something happened to me tonight. It was very unexpected. Was it a nice surprise?I'm still trying to work that one out. Was it something I would have wantedto happen? Or, even invited to happen? Definitely not! By writing this in youI suppose I am trying to make sense of what happened and my feelings towardsit. Maybe if I start from the beginning it will make more sense and I'll understandit more I had been feeling horny most of the day and so decided to make a night...
Please read the writer’s guidelines before adding chapters. A diary gets released onto the internet as everyone finds about the deepest, darkest, most private secrets that were once locked away in a diary. Perhaps they’re an egotistical jock who will finally be taken down a peg, or maybe they’re a pop star being controlled by her label, finally able to free herself and be free. Whoever it is, I wouldn’t envy them, and yet... maybe I would? This is clearly a new thing I’m trying. It’s similar to...
Introduction: He learns a lot by invading his moms privacy. His Mothers Diary -1- Ahh yeah, yes! Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Mirandas big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock. Yes! He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed. Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. Wow, he whispered...
-1-“Ahh yeah, yes!” Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Miranda’s big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock.“Yes!” He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed.Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. “Wow,” he whispered as he watched her, hypnotized by her ass. Unable to look away, he was getting...
-1- “Ahh yeah, yes!” Curt was furiously jacking off in the shower, thoughts of Miranda’s big, juicy butt slamming down on a big, black cock. “Yes!” He thought back to that night he peeped into her bedroom, the sounds of sex waking him. He saw Miranda, her back to the door, riding a hugely muscular black man in her bed. Shock turned to anger, anger turned to interest, then interest turned to arousal. “Wow,” he whispered as he watched her, hypnotized by her ass. Unable to look...
June 1st Dear Diary: Please excuse the messy writing; it is so hard to have good penmanship on a train. Yes, Diary, I am on a train traveling from London to York and thence to Brasethwaite Castle. I am going there for a month of Bed Training. Poppa says that all the smart people are taking it and so must I before I go away to Girton College in the fall. Momma was worried about the idea until Poppa reassured her that virginity has no value in a bride any longer. After all, my dear little nephew...
Introduction: a Housewife gets taken by a Sex Cult Samantha by C.H. Davis Chapter 1 Samantha was in a hurry as always. She still needed to go to the bank before picking up the kids from school and grocery shopping for the week. She parked her mini-van and walked into the bank lobby as she needed to make the mortgage payment as well as a withdrawal. She noticed the lingering stare of the geriatric security guard as she went past. At thirty-three and a mother of two, Samantha still looked...
This diary belongs to Cody Swanson. If you find this then please return it to : 3521 Beach Road, Deerhead Harbor, Maine/Hare Island 12/8/2019 Dear Diary, Tommy was raving on and on about lights in the old Beckstein-Manor. No one believed him. I mean that building wasted away for the last century. Ever since that family of German migrants gruesomely died. At least, that is the legend. No one in their right mind would try to live there. Not to mention that it would take a...
The rain drops smeared the windows of the bus as it threaded the early morning rush hour traffic and Samantha worried that her plans to arrive early for her first day as a receptionist in an anonymous grey concrete office block in the centre of London.She rushed up the street with her heart pounding and stumbled through the front door with barely a minute to spare and rushed to check in at reception with her ample bosom heaving as she gasped for breath.."Samantha Graham," she announced...
The rain drops smeared the windows of the bus as it threaded the early morning rush hour traffic and Samantha worried that her plans to arrive early for her first day as a receptionist in an anonymous grey concrete office block in the centre of London. She rushed up the street with her heart pounding and stumbled through the front door with barely a minute to spare and rushed to check in at reception with her ample bosom heaving as she gasped for breath.. "Samantha Graham," she...
Sophia's DiaryLastnight, I dreamed of a black horse. Upon waking, I looked in the dictionaryof dreams I keep in my bedside table, to see if there is any significanceto this particular night time vision. It seems a dream of a black horseis a dream of passion. Considering all that has happened in the past weeks,I am not surprised. Iread it again, noticing she had written those words the previous night, andslyly returned her diary to the walnut table where I had found it. It hadbeen a mere whim...
Copyright©2003 There was a young lady named Gilda Who went on a date with a builder. He said that he would, And he could and he should, And he did and it damn well near killed her. "I don't care what it says, it was wrong Carol!" My husband pulled the duvet up to his waist and settled the book on his over-sized round stomach. My anger was about to explode. "God damn it Darren - our daughter may be sexually active!" I stood at my side of the bed with my hands on my...
“Douglas,” Samantha called coming back into the Silverton’s house in Westbridge from checking the mail. “Yes,” her husband answered. “Look at this that we got in the mail today,” Samantha said handing him an envelope. The envelope had a postmark from Washington, D.C. In the left upper comer had the words THE WHITE HOUSE WASHINGTON. Looking at the long official envelop from Washington, “Why would the President be sending us a ...
WRITTEN BY LEROY MORROW Author’s Note: Marie in the following story is the French version for Mary. George Washington Brush is a fictions President. “Douglas,” Samantha called coming back into the Silverton’s house in Westbridge from checking the mail. “Yes,” her husband answered. “Look at this that we got in the mail today,” Samantha said handing him a envelope. The envelope had a postmark from Washington, D.C. In the left upper ...
My Girlfriend Samantha When I became sixteen years old I fell in love with the girl down the street. Samantha was then fifteen years old and the cutest girl that I knew. She was really pretty, very soft spoken, and I could easily talk to her about anything. She never made me feel uneasy like the other girls did. Her body had developed very nicely too. There were girls in our class with bigger tits and some with smaller tits too but Samantha was different. She didn’t exactly hide her...