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The scenes of being fucked kept recurring. I could still see his naked cock as he stood over me. From my point of view it seemed enormous. His circumcised dick stood straight out from his[…]

We went out to the quad, Brooke had her arm around me as we plopped down on the couches. “That was a lot of fun! That’s like the best art teacher I’ve ever had she’s[…]

It would be a good idea to read the previous chapters as knowing some of the history involved will certainly help in understanding the underlying theme of this and any other future chapters. As I[…]

Forward and Disclaimer: These chapters are an honest depiction of my life and the things that I have experienced. I am writing them as a way to share and bond with others that may have[…]

After our experience with Karen's co-workers dog (in another story) my wife and I started looking for a dog of our own. We researched on the internet to see which dogs were easy going and[…]

After cutting off her husband's penis, Lorena Bobbitt was at a loss as to what to do with it. So, she decided to go for a drive in the countryside looking for the perfect spot[…]

I saw this really hot sexy looking young woman at a party for single parents last week. We both locked eyeballs – unable to take our eyes off each other. She was clear across the[…]

Start from the beginning. …I was at an art gallery with my friend Steve and his girlfriend Christine. It was the debut of a mutual friend's exhibit. He'd taken to painting crude depicitions of life[…]

Part One Miranda Holmes locked the door of her small grey Ford car, straightened her grey skirt and checked her grey jacket in the reflection in the glass of the car door before she turned[…]

It all started when I was 16 years old. My cousin Chad was 22 years old. He was a lot older than me, but still liked to come over to see me. He teased me[…]

It was the Friday afternoon, before the Holiday Weekend, and I was driving the car to the ‘Biker Rally’ and ‘Rock Festival’, when I realized that I had a ‘slow puncture’. My husband, Craig, had[…]

Thursday August, 25, 2005 Instead, it got a lot worse. Or at least it did for Dr. Martin, who I walked down stairs to find on our TV screen, explaining to a phalanx of reporters[…]

WHEN I BECAME A WOMAN – CHAP. 16 – MOMMY COMES HOME I heard that darn old alarm clock go off and woke up. It was 7 a.m. Cripes, I was sleepy. I stretched out[…]

Mr. Derrick walked around, handing people their report cards. Jessica waited patiently for hers, hoping for something at least a little above a D. When he handed her the report card, however, Jess’ heart sunk.[…]

Patricia shuffled uncomfortably as she held the pole of the evening bus as she left her afternoon classes and stared out at the darkening skies. She felt some one brush up against her and heart[…]

Let me make some details clear for you. I'm 16, around 5ft 9in and of Indian ethnicity. I currently study in Year 12 in the UK and moved here when I was 7 years old.[…]