Author: FictionByKristen

Natalia Dyer: Finishing Up On Set

‘And cut! That’s a wrap. Good job, guys. See you tomorrow.’ With a loud, mechanical *buzz* and shouts from the crew, the warm set lights faded and the harsh studio lights burst on. I left the set, got out of costume, and headed to my trailer. An assistant jogged up to me.

‘Ms Dyer, a car will be out front for you in fifteen minutes’.

‘Thanks’. I smiled politely and nodded my head. It was a long day on set, and all I wanted in the world was to climb under a hot shower and get a full night’s sleep.

‘Oh, and can you be in for 4 a.m tomorrow? The directors want to try those sunrise scenes again.’

‘Yep, that figures’, I thought to myself, rolling my eyes. ‘Yeah, sure.’ Read more »

Natalia Dyer: Finishing Up On Set

‘And cut! That’s a wrap. Good job, guys. See you tomorrow.’ With a loud, mechanical *buzz* and shouts from the crew, the warm set lights faded and the harsh studio lights burst on. I left the set, got out of costume, and headed to my trailer. An assistant jogged up to me.

‘Ms Dyer, a car will be out front for you in fifteen minutes’.

‘Thanks’. I smiled politely and nodded my head. It was a long day on set, and all I wanted in the world was to climb under a hot shower and get a full night’s sleep.

‘Oh, and can you be in for 4 a.m tomorrow? The directors want to try those sunrise scenes again.’

‘Yep, that figures’, I thought to myself, rolling my eyes. ‘Yeah, sure.’ Read more »

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Categorized as Erotica

Teacher’s Pet [MF]

The summer of 2018 marked 10 years since I graduated from high school. I got a letter in the mail forwarded to me by my parents from my old school.

*Dear Joseph,*

*Can you believe it’s already been 10 years since we graduated from Emerson High School? We want to catch up with you and other classmates and find out what’s been happening in your life since we parted. So please mark your calendar for Saturday, August 15th at 7.00 p.m. when we will hold our 10th reunion of the class of 2008.*

*We are making the reunion plans and will be in touch with you soon with all the details. We hope you can make it to the reunion. It’ll be great to see you and reminisce about high school days!*

*Best regards,*

*C. Gainsbury,*

*Principal, Emerson High School.*

I must admit the letter caught me a bit off guard. I never really liked the idea of these reunions or ‘catch ups’ but I hadn’t seen any of my old friends in years and I had started to miss the way things were. Maybe that’s just part of growing up. In any case, I decided I would go. It was more than likely going to be boring and uneventful but at least I might see a friendly face or two. Read more »

Teacher’s pet [MF]

The summer of 2018 marked 10 years since I graduated from high school. I got a letter in the mail forwarded to me by my parents from my old school.

*Dear Joseph,*

*Can you believe it’s already been 10 years since we graduated from Emerson High School? We want to catch up with you and other classmates and find out what’s been happening in your life since we parted. So please mark your calendar for Saturday, August 15th at 7.00 p.m. when we will hold our 10th reunion of the class of 2008.*

*We are making the reunion plans and will be in touch with you soon with all the details. We hope you can make it to the reunion. It’ll be great to see you and reminisce about high school days!*

*Best regards,*

*C. Gainsbury,*

*Principal, Emerson High School.*

I must admit the letter caught me a bit off guard. I never really liked the idea of these reunions or ‘catch ups’ but I hadn’t seen any of my old friends in years and I had started to miss the way things were. Maybe that’s just part of growing up. In any case, I decided I would go. It was more than likely going to be boring and uneventful but at least I might see a friendly face or two. Read more »

My Cousin’s 18th [ff] [incest]

Me and my cousin Ashley always got on well together. I was an only child and spent a lot of time with her on play dates when my parents were splitting up. After particularly vicious arguments between mom and dad, mom would bring me to her sister’s to stay the night. This started happening more and more frequently until mom and dad finally got the hint. By that point, Ashley and me were inseparable. She was two years younger than me so I became like a big sister to her. We would share beds and spend hours playing hairdresser with each other. I taught her how to plait her hair. In return, she accidentally cut a chunk of mine off (I had to wear a hat in school for 3 months until it grew back). She became my escape, my confidant, my partner in crime. That was until my parents actually got divorced and I moved away with mom. Read more »

My Cousin’s 18th [ff]

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Categorized as Erotica

Maisie Williams: Beach Party [MF]

If you go to enough of them, all parties start to feel the same after a while; the same music, the same conversations, the same drinks. And that night was no different. I had been partying a lot around that time. After finishing up *Game of Thrones*, I needed time to let my hair down, especially after saying goodbye to *Arya* for the last time. That night, I was at a beach party near my hometown, Bristol. England was about a month into a heatwave that was supposed to only last a week. After months spent filming in heavy costumes, it felt so good to finally wear bikinis again, to feel the soft sand dance between my toes, the sun warming my skin. Read more »

Maisie Williams: Beach Party [fm]

If you go to enough of them, all parties start to feel the same after a while; the same music, the same conversations, the same drinks. And that night was no different. I had been partying a lot around that time. After finishing up *Game of Thrones*, I needed time to let my hair down, especially after saying goodbye to *Arya* for the last time. That night, I was at a beach party near my hometown, Bristol. England was about a month into a heatwave that was supposed to only last a week. After months spent filming in heavy costumes, it felt so good to finally wear bikinis again, to feel the soft sand dance between my toes, the sun warming my skin. Read more »