Friday nights

It’s difficult to find a good start for my story. A relationship with your own father doesn’t just start. Still I feel the urge to write it down. For him as much as for myself.[…]

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Best choice i made

-Best choice I made- I scoured the internet looking, yearning for something, for someone, that was when I stumbled upon a certain erotic story site, I began reading others’ stories, and then I found the[…]

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The painting time

Note : This story is completely fictional! Hi reader here is a amazing announcement for you I opened my sexblog for you so you can read my new stories at this web page also there[…]

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Road to hell

Need. Have you ever needed someone so bad you could taste it? Has the burn of whiskey or the warmth of just any body ever not quite been enough? Need has been building in Dean[…]

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Daves sister

I’d known Dave for three years. When I started comprehensive school he had become a good friend of mine, and I regularly went over to his house to hang out. We’d usually play video games,[…]

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Mr. master

Mr. Master Colby needed structure; He needed guidance. Colby was just entering adulthood, wishing to leave his reckless teen years behind him but he didn’t know how. He yearned for the discipline his parents neglected[…]

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The camp nurse, part 6

The Camp Nurse: Chapter 6. Virgin Territory by NightShade [The continuing adventures of Chris Mattson, RN at an all-girls cheerleading camp high up in the mountains out west. Only Chris is a male. Let the[…]

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Kinky cathy

Cathy was a pretty nice girl. Me and my boys met her at a pool hall on a Friday night and she was all about some group action frpm the start. Cathy, 19, stands about[…]

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Me – 02

The Girl I was fourteen years old before ever I found out that It was worth money. It happened like this. Every day of the school year, rain or shine, I had to walk three[…]

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In the library

In the Library? (An absolutely true story) In 1964, I was 17 and a freshman at Illinois Institute of Technology. I was not doing particularly well in my studies even though I had graduated top[…]

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