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Fbailey story number 739 Slide Into Dried Corn Kernels My wife and I took our thirteen-year-old daughter Desiree to a vineyard ‘bed and breakfast’ for three days. It was located in the beautiful Finger Lakes[…]

Here's Volume One, re-re-edited. For those who have been reading already, thanks for your patience, something new is on the way. For those who haven't, this is Scott's Chronicles, the memoirs of a boy with[…]

Cindi I was startled by a familiar voice asking, “Can you help me please?” It was the love of my life. Cindi had sat right in front of me in homeroom for most of my[…]

Well all – here is the awaited chapter 14. I didnt put down all of the themes this time – I am hoping that this story has a bit more of a following by now[…]

Soft, leather boots made nary a sound as they brushed along the worn, dirt path that cut a thin swathe through the dim forest, as Mariat's lithe frame glided along it, akin to a shadow[…]

Randal whistled a jolly tune as he unloaded the fresh meat into a special room designed for them. It held several comfortable beds, a tv, shelf full of books, and an attached full bathroom. He[…]

It was close to me as we laid side to side and it looked so delicious that I wanted to taste, put it continued, no pungent doggy smell at all, and without a thought of[…]

I came home from school one day to find no one at home, I wandered around the house looking for something to do. My parents were both working, I sat down on the sofa, I[…]

As I crossed the lawn into Betty’s yard, I couldn’t help but think what a prick of a husband she had. I have no clue why she was even with the fucking jerk off. A[…]

   I am basically madly in love with him. Just him, not anybody else. It has been like this ever since the midst of eighth grade, when we all were experiencing puberty, and my real[…]

Excepting a Ride With An Older Man! This was another of my wife's fantasy's as a very young girl and the name she chose was Diane, one of her alter ego's she uses a lot[…]

Epilogue from The Teacher: Part One: Our heroine, Ellyn, has been having these strange feelings inside of her for years, and while she is unable to go to her mother with her problems, she decides[…]

My Sex Journal This morning my best friend, Cindy and I were talking. She asked me if I kept a journal, I told her I didn't. She told me her mother had kept one as[…]

Q. How are women and linoleum floors alike? A. You lay them right the first time and you can walk all over them for the next 20 years. story by: Crude Guy

I closed in on her woman parts. I could smell her. I had never smelt a woman before and the scent drove me wild. I started to kiss and lick at her entry point, fast[…]

She looked up at me, as if surprised to see I was still there. "Oh, do you like that?" she asked. She looked like she really wanted me to feel good. At first I was[…]