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Purely Montana rnAfter an awesome concert Hannah had performed, she was tired. She hated her blonde hair, which became annoying to look at in the mirror. But she knew one person who loved her blonde[…]

Sequel to; “But honey, it was only a dance.” Linda tells her story to a friend. Note: There is no sex in this story To all the readers who asked that the questions be answered,[…]

Underage Drinking I own a pretty good chunk of woods on the outskirts of town. There are several logging roads running through it. One road in particular goes up to a pretty nice clearing. The[…]

Mai was sitting in her class finishing a test by herself; the teacher had taken off early to catch a flight to his spring break vacation. Mai was a B student at the moment, but[…]

The next morning the boys wake up nice and early and the older brother says " I was thinking about what happened last night, you know about mom and us being totally naked and how[…]

My name is Ashley. I never thought I had it in me to become an escort but sometimes you have to do things you never thought you would do to succeed in life. Even selling,[…]

Daddy was happier with my last effort although he still refuses to let me have sex because of the previous post. I haven’t had sex now for about 4 weeks and my balls are so[…]

Fbailey story number 219 Older Women When I turned sixteen my mother had her hands full with me. Dad was never around and when he was, he was still never around. He was your preverbal[…]

Laura entering into her apartment looking at all the boxes scattered around that need to be unpacked. Laura just moved to Dallas from west Texas to become the early morning meteorolgist. Eagar for a shower[…]

It was the seventh day of her journey back home. Kaylee, a black women barely considered twenty one was wearing the only thing she had clean. A tight blue dress that stopped halfway up her[…]

Act I: Where she hooks me Before I could turn my head in surprise, she had fingered my last cigarette from the crumpled pack in front of me. It was now dangling from her lips[…]

Q. What's the difference between a woman and a fridge? A. A fridge doesn't fart when you pull your meat out! story by: Crude Guy

Laying on the floor wrapped up in your arms I try and get my breathing back to normal. Pressing my cheek to your chest I cuddle into you, listening as your heart slow its pounding.[…]

And so it came to pass that one day some fat whore with a big brown goiter on her neck named Marcy started talking all King Jamesish like she was in Old Testament times. “Verily[…]

The Arrangement Part 2 I stood there and regained my composure. I saw Darcy’s plump ass scamper out the door and my cock leapt just a bit from the thought of getting to be with[…]

“Look honey, doesn’t he have bedroom eyes?” Helen and her husband were discussing the color of my eyes! I couldn’t believe she described them as “bedroom eyes”, that seemed a little odd, especially to a[…]