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During those days other inmates constantly made fun of me, spit on me, groped me and told me that soon everyone will be getting some of that pussy. I was asked if I liked it,[…]

It was a particularly sunny day when I met her. It was like looking at a goddess. Her was Tyra. She had bronzed skin, brown eyes, black hair, long legs, great breasts and a sweet[…]

Past The Point of Pain: Part One, By True’s Doll-Ann Since I have been with my Master we have explored many limits and why I have them. One activity I have struggled with for a[…]

Author's Note: This is my first story and I tried to make it as realistic as possible. Luckily being a teen guy myself I have experience in these areas. This one gives a bit of[…]

Flesha was seating in the jrotc during lunch on day. The office was full of people getting ready for a color guard that after noon. They just finished packing the gear up when the ball[…]

I hurried around our large house, getting everything ready. I lit candles in the bedroom, and turned on some romantic music. I had already arranged for dinner to be on the table at 7pm. Now[…]

Jen sipped her latte. She was sitting in a Starbucks with Mr. Johnny number eleven. She looked super sexy in her short skirt and slinky sheer pantyhose Mr. Johnny number eleven wasn’t really Mr. Johnny[…]

I forgot to put incest as one of the themes, so re-posting! My bad! So um little warning, this part of my uh tale? I guess tale is right word, um is a little darker.[…]

A Voyage of Sexual Discovery: Part 1 1 I’d met Cathy about four months back. We’d been introduced by mutual friends who were intent on playing Both Cathy an I had recently come out of[…]

“I can’t believe Nick cheated on me. I loved him, Tiff. I thought he loved me. Why is it that every guy I date is such an /> Tiffany rubbed her hand up and down[…]

Parting Gesture In the June when Melanie Johnson was twenty, she moved from the little mining town in western Pennsylvania where she was born to Washington, D.C. The jobs up her way were few and[…]

One of the things that never ceases to amaze me is how uptight our culture is about sex. For a nation born upon the ideals of freedom and free speech, we have some bizarre attitudes[…]

I’m Not A Stereotype by Maya Hatashita as told to BrettJ© 2010 Author’s Note: I am not the of the story, although readers, isn’t he one lucky S.O.B? I very nearly blew the opportunity of[…]

So there she was… dancing in the middle of the dance floor. i sat and watched as her sexy ass swayed to the beat. her long slender legs and her mini skirt. and im guessing[…]

Her bra was white satin and pushed her breasts into a fantastic cleavage. She reached behind her back, unfastened the clasp and covered her breasts with her arm as she slid the bra off. Then[…]

I was happy about spending time with my Uncle Ron and Aunt Linda. I could not wait until I got Uncle Ron alone again. I had dreams every night about him. We left for DC[…]