"dark room"

Dark Room By Blueheatt ___ I had wanted to have sex with my sexy mom for a long time. She was so sexy to me. She was tall, long hot legs, big nice tits ,[…]

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The prophecy ch. 1

“Life is boring,” was the constant thought that went through Luke’s mind. Although what else would run through a seventeen year old high school guy’s head while he sat in English class. The teacher was[…]

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A short love story i

First installment. Perhaps more to come. It was over a month since our first encounter. I hadn’t seen Emma since we, well… I took her innocence. I was nineteen at the time, and she thirteen.[…]

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The tease

Grace loved teasing boys. It was her favourite thing to do. It was better than sex; at least, she hypothesised. She'd been careful not to lose her virginity – but oh, she had been tempted,[…]

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The field part#2

The Field Part#2 Amy’s eyes looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She was scared and embarrassed at the same time. She was potentially going to be caught by a couple she had been[…]

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Silver lining

I am a firm believer that through any disaster, man made or natural, there is always a small sparkle of something positive. I had left two weeks prior to the recent disaster that hit America[…]

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Noc 2

Another late night at the office would keep Ashley from coming home until maybe two or three in the morning. Ashley asked Carly if Aaron’s headache had gotten any better after he took the pills.[…]

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Me – 02

The Girl I was fourteen years old before ever I found out that It was worth money. It happened like this. Every day of the school year, rain or shine, I had to walk three[…]

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Laura and ross

Fbailey story number 618 AUTHOR’S NOTE: I had a very nice and unusual request, one that is easy to do. Thank you Laura and Ross. THEY WROTE: “When you write one of your stories could[…]

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Sonya' siren song

It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door.[…]

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