Mixed metaphors xii

Mixed Metaphors XII It was Sunday morning; four am when Becky got out of bed and cruised the front room like a morning watch police officer looking for bodies and various types of damage. Everyone[…]

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Kid orgy

Fbailey story number 214 Kid Orgy When we were all much younger, dad bought an old house that he called a ‘fixer upper’ but it never seemed to get fixed up. He didn’t make much[…]

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Untitled…

You awake early to the smell of chocolate chip pancakes, chocolate chip waffles, bacon, sausage, eggs, toast, and fruit, as you roll over in bed you find that im not beside you, like i was[…]

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Workers playtime

A course Geordie voice shouted as I heard someone wolf-whistle me, "Careful you don't show us your stocking tops; sweetheart!" I had arrived home half an hour earlier after finishing a night shift at the[…]

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Daughter's duty

Duty— — — —— — — —– — — —– — — —– — — —– — — —– — — —– — — Author’s Note: This story has quite a bit of foreplay and[…]

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Stranger at the door!

He held her soft round rump between his hands and continued ramming his thickness deep into her. She kept screaming, "deeper… get it deeper… yeah deeper.." He was tired of her continuous chorus of instructions.[…]

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Enslaved

Jim stirred from the blackout that had over taken him and opened his eyes slowly. His head felt groggy and his eyes sore. He hadn’t remembered having a hangover this bad in a long time.[…]

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