Barbara and Craig took deep breathes, and dove towards the cliff. Experienced freedivers, they glided through the short tunnel and surfaced in a cave. Sunlight streamed in from above where the roof had collapsed long ago. There was a flat ledge in th... |
pie jock filled peanut butter in pits trashed glaze pudding chocolate cake public trashing completely covered My buddy is a really good guy deep down, but he just has this uncanny luck of getting himself, or should I say getting me, into these messes.
So, after a long day of helping him out working in his yard I am planning on a nice quiet Saturday night.... |
It was a Saturday night, circa August 1995. The long hot summer continued and so did my new job at the club. It was purely voluntary, but it had its' benefits. From an initial shock gunging taking part in a silly competition, I was now a regular act... |
I showed up not sure what to expect. He told me to wear my tight black spandex cycling bib shorts, and work boots. I walked into the empty wearhouse. It was warm in there, despite it being a cold winter night. The heat must have been running for a l... |
It's late in the working day and Ira comes out to reception to talk to both the receptionists Mira and Yana.
"I am not sure you two will be interested in this but a contact of mine in TV is launching a new simple quiz show that is very social media... |
Alex considered the local public library his sanctuary, his second home. A lanky young man with a slight build, soft features, and a preference for delicate blouses and oversized glasses, he was a fixture among the dusty stacks. He was also, tragical... |
I was both excited and nervous at the prospect of performing with a professional male stripper. I had never done anything like this before and did not want to let him or the club management down. Fortunately the stripper, Chris, was a really nice guy... |
"Ok, that outfit does not look quite so pristine Yana!" Says Lisa with a chuckle! "Back to Mira for the next question!"
"Ok!" Mira seems more upbeat!
"Mira, to avoid something like what happened to your friend, please tell me which group recorded t... |
Mira just gazes in disbelief! It is then that a huge cream pie is pushed in her face! Before being worked around over her head! Mira can still hear Yana laughing though! It takes a few moments for Mira to restore her sight through the thick cream!
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"Punish me," read the waterproofed sign which the woman held. Early-morning passers-by gave her strange looks, sat in a large plastic box in the middle of the high street. Several stopped to stare or take pictures. Most people's attention was drawn b... |
The hum of the industrial refrigerators was the only sound left in the bakery. It was late--far later than Joe usually stayed--but inventory night was a beast that had to be tamed. Joe wiped a layer of flour from his forehead and clicked his pen, che... |
Renee was the quintessential tomboy. She was the girl who would choose baggy shorts over skirts, gym shoes over heels, and hoodies over blouses. Her short, shoulder-length hair perfectly framed her independent, no-nonsense spirit. So it was incredibl... |
It's starting out to be the perfect day - I had a really good workout and I'm showered. . It's Christmas time, I've got no plans for the day so I throw on a red cotton bikini brief and am ready to relax. My buddy gives me a call, "Hey Beau, I know... |
humiliation public humiliation mud wet slime gunge pie in the face women be women messy embarrassing My wife was wearing red tights, with short tight fitting black shorts over top. A look that I love so much, it is almost to good. She also had a pair or brown ankle boots on, and a simple black spandex tank top tucked into her shorts.
She had her h... |
I went out walking because of the heat, with the clear intention of following a hillside trail I already knew. The day was bright and dry, the kind that invites movement. I wore a lightweight button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, half open to l... |
Rosi's thumb hovered over the screen, the notification glaring up at her: *"Dare you to step into the river. Right now. No backing out."*
She tightened the zipper of her jacket, teeth catching her lower lip as she eyed the water's edge. The morning... |
Lisa was the embodiment of Vault 45's mission: bubbly, optimistic, and spotlessly clean. As a graduate of the Vault-Tec Maid Initiative, she was trained to bring order to the chaos of the wasteland, one scrub brush at a time. Today, however, the wast... |
One summer afternoon, my friend F.R. invited me to his dorm room to have some fun. I, although I'm a man, really liked wearing skirts, so that day I was dressed in a classic denim skirt with a ruffle at the back, a black T-shirt, and sneakers. When I... |
The lawyer's shoes were wrong for the field -- too clean, too narrow -- and the cowboy noticed immediately.
The wind pushed tall grass around them as the brothers argued, voices sharp, words cutting deeper than either man wanted to admit.
"You don't... |
Hi my name is matt,im here to tell you a story of a fetish I have with my aunt peggy, my aunt peggy is hot she has long brown hair brown eyes she's about 5'5 175 pounds nice tone long legs and nice arches in her feet,shoes size is a 5.so when I was a... |
It's Friday and Ira has had a hard week including a few messy pranks; a cake on her chair, an exploding custard parcel, her face pushed in a chocolate cake, amongst others! Ira is pretty sure that Elena the office manager and Maria from banking are... |
One rainy day, during our summer internship, ME and my friend F.R. were scheduled to clean up a park.
ME, even though I was a man, wore a blue denim skirt, black T-shirt, blue work robe with sleeves, and since it was raining, I also received a long... |
One day I entered the gym with a swimming pool, wearing a completely blue tracksuit, I lifted my tracksuit pants a little with my hands and sat down on a bench.
In the gym, a boy was doing gymnastics, T.S., wearing a shiny black sauna tracksuit. Whi... |
Note before reading ahead. I have written this story in a first person account, with a nameless, gender-less (you can apply your own preferred gender as you see fit), and description-less character. They will be referred to as the guest.
I have con... |
The sun had barely dipped below the horizon when the cowboy rode up to The Iron Hound, a squat, grimy building tucked off the edge of the highway. He'd been chasing a tip all day and, tired and dusty, thought a cold beer might help him shake off the... |
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