Being a radical at heart, it is sometimes difficult to just have a normal day. I do not work a 9 to 5 job like 90% of the world, instead my day is my own.[…]
Dark serenity #2
Today was going to be a long day. Actually, every day is a long day when you are constantly looking over your shoulder for a possible threat of being killed. Ever since the day she[…]
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If you would have told me this morning I would be fucking my sister by the end of the day, I would have looked at you like you were crazy. Not that it was a[…]
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A real blow job
While on a recent business trip I found myself in a hotel bar with a local band playing. I was surprised at the numberf of people there. Evidently the band had a pretty good local[…]
His girlfriend's mom
Sandra locked the bathroom door as the chime of the door bell filled the house. Stripping her nightie off looking at her sweet milky skin in the mirror, her perky breasts with round pink nipples[…]
No introductions
No Introductions In memory of an actual encounter. Although some of names have been changed, To protect every one involved. First of all to give some explanation, it’s late winter early spring now. I’m out[…]
The maid
Mary was depressed. Out of high school for three months now and not one decent job offer. She was getting desperate!!! Her parents were on her back and she couldn't blame them, underfoot all day[…]
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After my afternoon delight with Brooke, I knew I had to see her again. A week went by and she invited me over after she got off work. Arriving at her house in the evening,[…]
A night never to forget
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Broken birds, part 33 power of love
Part 33 The Power of Love The next morning, Janet rose early and went to the lap pool. Jennifer, Beth and Michael swam their laps. Janet waited. When they finished, she asked if she could[…]
Married life 02
Since the Honeymoon life had returned to normal, Jan went straight back to work and as I had a couple of extra days off I had downloaded Skype to our computer and taught myself how[…]
My master
I hear your key turn in the front door, and automatically assume my position on the floor: kneeling with my hands in my lap and my head bowed – we established long ago that I’m[…]
Txr-92u-2280 – call name: sara – part 4
In a society that otherwise resembles our own, mass slavery has persisted into the 21st Century. It is a common and accepted feature of public and private life. Males and females of all ethnic backgrounds[…]
"mistaken identity"
It was my aunt and uncles big Halloween party. I know it sounds kind of lame but this was my mom’s baby sister so she was closer to my age then my mom’s. Her parties[…]
Our first playtime
Our first playtime I should start at the beginning of it all, so our point of view can be understood. Our names are Angela and Bill, we are what in some circles are referred to[…]