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Hi my name is Jim and Ann is my friend. I first seen Ann when I was out hiking in the Mark Twain National Forest. I started my day at the East side parking Lot[…]

College Daze – Chapter 3 Saturday night, and I was in bed early. What a way to spend a weekend, working early on a Sunday morning. The money would help with the bills, though, and[…]

The call came the latter part of November, just before Thanksgiving, from my other daughter, the one that lives in Florida. She was thrilled beyond words but also was concerned with what she was going[…]

“ The Look” By Blueheatt A new couple moved in next door. An older man and a younger girl. My girlfriend and I watched, hoping they were cool. They were,….. except for the girl. I[…]

So this is my first story. Please comment everything you feel necessary and vote fairly. If you have any questions or comments do not hesitate to post them. THANKS! 😀 Behind Those Glasses Prologue I[…]

Angels Sing By Blueheatt ..I walked up behind her. I reached over and took control of the computer mouse. she said. “I have a little surprise for you Sheena.” I clicked around and read this.[…]

I’m one of those gay guys you may or may not know about. I’m not a flamer, I’m not an out there in your face queer or fag, but I’m a faggot, make no mistake[…]

‘Of course, no one really knows why he chose to base his main character on Vlad the Impaler’ – from a treatise on Successful Authors of the 19th Century, section on Bram Stoker His army[…]

“SEX IN SEOUL” – Part Two – by Anon Well, here I was, in Miss Lem’s establishment in Seoul, South Korea, sitting in her nicely appointed Reception Room, which could well have been called her[…]

It was early morning and Tiffany Anne would be coming home from work any minute. I was sitting naked on the couch, softly stroking my bald pussy and watching a little TV while I impatiently[…]

‘I also masturbate once or twice a day. I feel its normal for me. But my girlfriends don’t seem to think so. They all smile at first, but after a while they think it’s too[…]

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 could see the world burning around me and all I cared about was the pleasure Cassidy’s mouth was bringing me. Eventually I pulled her head off me. Her face was red and covered in[…]

The water rained down on our glistening bodies as we kissed and groped. My hand slipped down and began fondling his scrotum. He groaned and fell against the shower wall as I proceeded to give[…]

That dress slashed to the thigh, I will trace it with my tongue. The belt that cinches it at the waist Shall become a ring of kisses. Those hips will cut me I know, If[…]

I was sitting at an out door café enjoying my coffee and book and loving the breeze as it wrapped around me. As I am deep in book I can feel someone staring at me[…]