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My name is Antoinette; this is what I did last Thursday evening. A few words of explanation: I am 25 years old, my husband is over forty years older. We have been married for eight[…]

Thursday August, 25, 2005 Instead, it got a lot worse. Or at least it did for Dr. Martin, who I walked down stairs to find on our TV screen, explaining to a phalanx of reporters[…]

Jo Harvelle walks through the backdoor of the club and into the alley behind it. With a frustrated sigh, she heaves the trash into the dumpster – a monstrous task given the height of the[…]

**Please excuse the misleading of the themes, all the stories in the series have the same themes** I never really thought much about myself till I met a boy named David. My name is Kyle[…]

When David was 18 he lost his father. His mother, Heather, was devastated. The plans that were made were scrapped. He felt that he couldn't leave home when she needed him so much. Her son[…]

I think there is something wrong with me. I’m so hungry, and thirsty and cold. Why do I feel like this? Do I need help? My friends used to tell me all about how these[…]

One night I was lying on my bed. I had taken all my cloths of and was stroking my cock. It was growing in my hand and swelling in thickness. Almost every day it seemed[…]

The Hot Orgy It was a heck of an orgy. I was in The Palace Club, a swinging spot that was modeled after Plato's in NY. The Palace offered some interesting diversions within its walls,[…]

Beep, beep, beep. I awoke to the worst sound in the world, my alarm telling me to get up and get ready for another day in hell. I turned off my alarm and got up[…]

Sam used to stay in my building and she later moved to another city. After a span of ten years, she returned to our building. Sam was a real hottie and we got along pretty[…]

I agreed to meet Him and that everything would be in His hands. He knew my limits. He knew my safeword. He knew my fantasy and i knew His. He was going to be my[…]

Note: I've posted this story on another account but it got deleted so im posting it a second time. Im the original author of it. This is my first story i've wrote, leave your pheedbacks[…]

His mother tapped softly at the door and Jim sat up a little. The door opened a crack and her head appeared, framed by the light from behind her. She stepped in, leaving the door[…]

With fashion week ended I decided to remain in New York to complete some business deals and to visit my New York law offices. The New York office handles all our east coast clients and[…]

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has[…]

Id never really considered myself to be gay, but i knew id be lying if i tried to tell myself that i wasnt dissapointed not to have gone home with Barry. Id never actually had[…]