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Q. Why are hangovers better than women? A. Hangovers will go away. story by: Crude Guy

As they looked out upon the sceene they saw the sun had started to set and they had survived their first day in hell. When john woke up the next morning he walked into the[…]

I live in a small cul-de-sac. One of the ones where everyone knows each other, all the kids are best friends, barbeques in the summer, those kinds. The road was a long road of just[…]

It was a beautiful Monday at our small but still large school at Kongsmarken, it was about 12:00 AM, and the weather outside was stunning, 20 Degrees Celsius, and sunny. Personally I was enjoying the[…]

Ann’s /> The true story of a once sexually deprived woman My name is Ann; I am from Chicago and now live in Florida. In Chicago I had a perfect life with a decent man[…]

I felt dizzy and sick as we got to the French doors. I looked out the doors and into the garden patio. The patio area had transform into a lovely outdoor enchanted looking dance floor[…]

There is always someone like that. The beautiful women who was aware of the fact that every other women in the room will be jealous. In my case, it was a chick named Alex. She[…]

My verbal flow was suddenly halted as I felt a hand gently clasp my chin and turn my head to the left. I was abruptly silenced as Holly leant forward and planted a long, lingering,[…]

Chapter Thirteen ELENA “Spin around, Opal, show Sherok your new tat.” I said to my favorite slave as the tattooist finished his work. Little Anal Slut, that’s classy Elena.” Sherok laughed as Opal swayed her[…]

Closing my hand in a duck-bill shape I slid all of my fingers and thumb into her cunt up to my knuckles. She positioned herself waiting for the onslaught of my fist sliding into her[…]

Linda sat there in the waiting room with her Master beside her, he had threatened her with the visit to the doctor if she didn't relax when he fucked her ass and now he had[…]

Michael asked Silk to tell him about her first time one night and this is the story she gave. This shows that Reed wasn’t always the asshole that people think him to be. /> Reed[…]

I decided to work from home today. There was no way i would be able to consentrate at the ofice. it was coming up on 3, so I decided to shower and clean up. The[…]

I lived on a fram growing up, I loved to go near animlas, love them, take care of them, I never thought of sex until one day. I was riding my bike down to the[…]

Two weeks passed and, like I hoped, the incident between Eric and I had either been completely forgotten or ignored. I prayed that it was the former, but as Eric didn’t seem to be treating[…]

It was late summer in the year 1769 and the streets were growing quiet in industrial downtown Landstown. A carriage rattled down the street, drawing a few curious faces to look out of the pane[…]