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Guide week Part 2 by anon y mouse Apologies dear readers for the lack of sex in part 1 that was the sce setter for this part of the trilogy. Milly and Julie had met[…]

“This is for you,” she said, holding the blue vibrator. She held it to her lips and slid it most of the way in, never taking her eyes off of mine. “But not yet.” Nicki[…]

I knew Tabby couldn’t stay angry with me for long. She loved me as devotedly as I loved her, but I would have to have a heart to heart talk with her about the nature[…]

Chapter 2- Sunday 10am Hanna groaned as her alarm clock buzzed at 10am that morning. Not that the alarm clock was needed; she was awake already. In fact she had hardly slept at all. For[…]

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[…]

CHAPTER ONE Stephanie had it all planned out, she was going to get drunk tonight with her boyfriend and his friends, and then later that night she would fuck her boyfriends brains out. She got[…]

We had just finished having a burger and a beer and we were in my limo parked in a dimly lit part of a parking lot in New York. My trousers and underwear were down[…]

Holding you close to my body I feel the heat emanating from your very soul. I look into your eyes while delving into your mind seeing the very core of who you are. Your soul[…]

ROUGH SEX ( a poem by Stardust 8937, 9-27-10) Don't ask me for hard sex, rough sex– I won't do it– I CAN'T do it– If your KINK demands it, then even though it hurts[…]

There I was, hard at work as usual. It was a busy Friday afternoon. Another high profile murder case. Same MO as the last. The victim was tortured with lacerations all over his body. Fingernails[…]

AMISH NO MORE-CHAPTER 5 Beagle9690 June 2014 We made very good time after leaving the old abandoned railroad bridge. My arms were wrapped tightly around Mickey as we rode with my helmet pressed up against[…]

Okay I’m 25 and every year I go skiing, sometimes different places, sometimes the same. This time around I am in Canada going to Lake Louise. I arrive to my hotel and decide that I’m[…]

This is a continuation of my story. You don't need to read part 1 first, it just puts the events into perspective. Since the next day was Friday, the plan sounded good to me. I’m[…]

This is my first story that I've written and i will try not to make many spelling mistakes, but there will probably be many. Hi my name is Ann and I'm 15 years old, have[…]

How did Pinocchio find out he was made of wood? Ans: His hand caught fire. story by: The Porn Joker

My life wasn’t ideal for any 13 year old boy hitting puberty. I grew up in a house with no father (because he kicked the bucket when I was only two years old) a mother[…]