At my desk

Desk I made it a habit to get to the office earlier than the others. There were really good reasons for it, some were work related but most were because of her. And when she[…]

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Puff the magic dragon

Fbailey story number 364 Puff The Magic Dragon When I was fifteen, Mom and I moved into an apartment closer to where she worked. Mom was only thirty-two because she had gotten pregnant at sixteen[…]

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Rebecca chapter 02

Please read Chapter 1 first XXX Chapter 2. The First date. Jasmine kissed me on the cheek and went upstairs. I smiled as I watched her pert bottom swing from side to side, encased in[…]

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My story

“My Story” The cock up my cunt was continuing to do a fantastic job of coaxing another bone-jarring orgasm from me. Whimpers of lust and enjoyment were spilling from my mouth as I clutched the[…]

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Learning to be a slut

Learning to be a slut: "We expect your complete surrender and submission. You have agreed to become a sex slave and you remain one until we release you. For the duration of your time here[…]

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The chatroom

Sarah nervously reviewed the instructions that Megan had written for her on the back of a restaurant napkin. Hit wait for the screen to load, then make up a chat room type it in, then[…]

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No questions asked.

I'm getting late for school mom, the bus is outside waiting" yelled Cristy as she waited for her mother to bring her lunch. Michelle, her mother rushed to the door and opened it for her[…]

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First impressions

Tara walked in a way that caught everyone's attention, guy or girl. Jake noticed her everyday as she walked across campus. Jake always wanted to ask her out, but he had heard so many stories[…]

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Only in texas.

Everytime she exhaled, her chest ached. The cold stung her throat and lungs, and the cold dew on the grass was making her feet burn. It was dead silent, she tried to stop breathing whenever[…]

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Poker night

Every Friday night, like clock work the guys come over to my house for "Poker Night". It is an evening away from the wives. For those of us who are lucky enough not to have[…]

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