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The Insomniac's Tango By Jefferson /> "What are you doing up?" I jumped at the sound of her voice. I turned to see my beautiful wife, Annie coming into the living room through the kitchen.[…]

For those who haven’t been following my “coming out” thread, I’ve spent the last few months learning to accept and enjoy my love of crossdressing. During that time, I discovered that I absolutely love going[…]

Sarah’s a Bad Girl Chapter 1 Right across the street in my subdivision lives a mid forties woman by the name of Sarah. Her husband Gary, looks to be quite older, maybe in his late[…]

My name is Chris, i'm 18. One day, I went over to my friend Alex's place, because his dad was out and he was feeling bored. Alex is a small guy with curly blond hair,[…]

This is my second offering in almost three years. I hope you enjoy it and I welcome feedback. It is quite long but hopefully it contains enough excitement and sex to keep your attention This[…]

As I said, there is more to come on this. This is the last part that begins with Anger. I will be adding all this in as the weeks go by so read, comment and[…]

Jeremy's story continues on… read chapter 1 Jeremy strolled in to his office building, casually greeting his staff one by one. His appearance more or less a formality as this company was his solely. He[…]

“Damn it.” Kaylee looked at the figures before her for at least the 10th time silently begging them to add up. She hated numbers. They never came together right for her. It was so infuriating.[…]

It was a warm sunny day outside, simply a perfect time to relax. Or so Priscila Jones had thought. She wasn't young anymore, not certainly, but she wasn't old either – she was in her[…]

It was morning at camp, this camp was nothing like any camp anyone had ever been to, all the kids there were kids that were living rough, kids who had no parents, they were brought[…]

It started off at my summer house along the beach. I go there every summer without my parents around to kind of just get away from the big city. I had a few friends there.[…]

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[…]

Vera was measuring a quarter cup of laundry detergent to add to her Monday morning load of wash when the phone rang! she answered while cradling the phone between her shoulder and ear, "who's calling[…]

I was in my photo studio early the next morning when I heard the knock on the door. It was Barbara. She sure was early today. " I was wondering if I got the modeling[…]

As We got closer, I saw that it was not the camp owners waiting for us, but our bosses. Trey's boss, Steve, was short and skinny, brown hair and brown eyes. Not impressive to say[…]

It was a small wedding just a few friends and family. We had it in the town hall with the Justice of the Peace. Patricia wore a light beige dress and I was in an[…]