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A Teenage Escort. Part 1. The Training My family was fairly poor, no, really poor. As a child through high school I was teased about my clothes, shoes, everything other kids had that were nicer.[…]

There was something seriously wrong with Jared. He knew it, and yet he couldn't help himself. There was something about her demure nature, her shy smiles, her glossy black hair, and long coltish legs that[…]

When I was in elementary school, there was a girl that I couldn’t stop thinking about. She was a spritely little thing, mischievous and exciting. She had red hair, a few freckles scattered about her[…]

After about two months of Austin being me and Nikis master, and Niki being my secondary master I was feeling a bit drained. Literally. They were harsh and sweet, I was tired physically and emotionally.[…]

My head now dangled between my arms as I lay over his lap, my ass perched high in the air. Mr Sung was watching closely which only turned me on more. Whack! Whack! Whack! I[…]

The cold air pressed against Scarlett's soft, pale, but rose colored cheeks. Her eyes gleamed as the moon shone, and the stars around it, magnificently reflected in them. Her long black hair fell in her[…]

"You don't have to please me sexually, Amberly," the smirking CEO told the voluptuous young blonde who was sitting in the hard wooden chair in front of my desk. "But, if you don't, forget about[…]

The guys launch at me and grab my clothes; buttons spraying everywhere as they rip my top off.I feel hands throw me to the bed ripping at my tights – the last barrier of clothing[…]

As they stepped into the shower Quagmire watched as Lois’s hair became wet, water cascading all over her, dripping down her slim body. He couldn’t believe it his best friend Peter Grrifin’s wife was in[…]

I first met Gwen at a dinner with friends. She had just moved from out of town. Gwen was a total knock out, a tall leggy redhead with 36D breasts, a cute face, bright eyes,[…]

"I haven't got all day," said the witch Peshka derisively as Anna's father slowly, almost shyly, removed his clothes. Amazingly, Sergei Ivanovich seemed to be uncomfortable with the idea of fucking in front of the[…]

Part 3 of 3, final part. Please read the first two sections before this one, as it will clear things up, and make most of you appreciate this more. Thank you. Jon pulled into the[…]

Prologue: Erica Fry is a fortyish woman who has on a whim taken it upon herself to visit a company that records one’s sexual fantasies on audio tape. A woman thirty something woman named Valerie[…]

It was a Thursday evening. Thursday night football was on so my brother and I and a few buddies decided to hit a pub to watch the game. It had been about 10 years since[…]

Between the half-closed blinds I could see the soft glow of lamplight illuminate her pink bare breasts— shaking with each forced thrust. Riding reverse, mouth wide open, touching her wiry patch with one hand and[…]

The think I liked most about us was how close we were. From the very first day together, there was openness between me and my little brother Zane that I never thought I could have,[…]