It wasn't me.

This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there's violence or anger. I've done that before. Not because it's dark, although it is. This isn't the first thing I wrote that you weren't[…]

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David, my lover 2

I'm not sure how long I lay on the counter, wave after wave of pleasure flowing through me, gradually dieing away, but when I finally came to my senses, I sat up and realized it[…]

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Visiting

It had been a long drive. I had come from the south of England to Newcastle upon Tyne to look for a job. I had applied for a job I had seen, and they wanted[…]

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Grange hall 2

Grange Hall Grange Hall, the ancestral home of Earl Brudenell is a fine example of a late 16th century country estate, set in magnificent gardens, designed by Capability Brown, nestling six miles from Stamford, in[…]

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Lucy's tale (part 9)

Part Nine I was in such a heavenly place, my big strong lover beneath me, expertly ploughing his magnificent tool deep into my bowels as I strummed on my clit which was pulsing and twitching[…]

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James and maria

Chapter 1 When James's parents said they would be out for the night, what had initially gone through his mind had involved maybe grabbing his PS4 remote, or seeing how many episodes of House of[…]

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Thursday

Thursday rolls on. Papers in, papers out, cleaning up after my boss; watching out for the secretary, for if she catches me looking again she’s going to have my ass out on the street. I[…]

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Main road encounter

It was 10:00pm and Ellen a beautifull 13 year old was staggering along the main road called Parsons Avenue. Ellen was 5'4, longe black hair, greeb eyes and a nicly developed teen body. She was[…]

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