Making the best…pt. 4

Without further ado, Making the best…Pt. 4 The rest of the week ended up being pure hell. I was overjoyed and exhilarated from the experience of my first threesome and couldn’t believe how lucky I’d[…]

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The phantom's new toy

The grey stone building stood before Cassandra rather interestingly, the mock Tudor fronting grayed to some extent by years of pollution. The black paint on the door was pealing slightly. Irony had taken its turn,[…]

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The tease

Grace loved teasing boys. It was her favourite thing to do. It was better than sex; at least, she hypothesised. She'd been careful not to lose her virginity – but oh, she had been tempted,[…]

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First Date

Her light skin tone was perfect, so smooth and flawless…she was young, smart and experienced, she went on to teach me things that night that we will never forget. After fifteen minutes of flirting and[…]

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The wrong kind

There was something seriously wrong with Jared. He knew it, and yet he couldn't help himself. There was something about her demure nature, her shy smiles, her glossy black hair, and long coltish legs that[…]

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