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My perfect little life I wake up early,it's 6.30am monday morning.I glance out the window,noticing although it's a few dark over.I stretch my body and my arm's out to have a big yawn. I feel[…]

My heart started beating like crazy again, and I wondered if this was good for my health. Even though I felt amazing, the best I’d felt in a long time. I swallowed so hard I[…]

White pt.II The next few days were spent almost solely on the Radisson account. Working from home, Nikki poured over the policy day and night. She did everything in her power to get as many[…]

I was a 63-year-old overweight bald man named Dr. Jake L. Edih, virtually ignored for my looks, which was okay with me. Being a professor at an ivory league university, I have spent the majority[…]

Captain Killerin looked over the report and grunted. The scouts had suffered heavy losses during their reconnaissance of the star system and all reports indicated that freemen settlements were well defended. "I guess we know[…]

He scanned the room… He’d spent the last two hours doing just that. He wanted to be sure he picked the right girl, and now he could see her. Ironically, she was the first girl[…]

Hi guys, This story is a long one over 200 pages long, I have wrote,revised and rewrote this story a few times over the past couple of years, and my grammar is still terrible, although[…]

WHEN I BECAME A WOMAN – CHAP. XII– DINNERTIME IS SUCH FUN Oh Deedee, my best friend forever, now you’re really gonna be jealous of little ole me. Tonight’s dinner was the MOST fabulousest ever[…]

‘I feel it,’ she whispered, her voice rasping from the ache that was throbbing everywhere, but nowhere more than where his cock pressed through the layers between them. She kept her gaze on his mouth[…]

Gail grabbed my ass pushing my cock deeper into her mouth as my cum shot out load after built up load she sucked and played guzzling down my man juice completely until I had finished.[…]

Though she tries to pull away, he draws her close until he can lightly brush the tip of her ear with his lips. Nibbling down the outer edge of her ear he reaches her earlobe[…]

Translated From The Memoirs Of Caterine DuMont: (Marseille France, 1926-) I always find myself thinking about the warm evenings here, how the sun always coincides with everything that is Marseille…my city of light. It seems[…]

I had always told my wife of my desire to keep our sex life exciting. I would go to swingers sites and talk to people but couldn’t get her to join me. We have a[…]

Jo slid the cleaning rod down the barrel of the rifle and sighed, breathing deep the smell of gun oil and metal. It was a scent that had, until recently, always reminded her of her[…]

This story has been written from what I have been told to me by a very close (and intimate) friend- it was her first experience and I have used her story and written it in[…]

Lynne leaned across my desk to point out questionable details on the documents in front of me. As she explained she realized that I was not following her but was staring down the front of[…]