this is a ture story i had to tell some one and these is the only website i liked and found that i can write on… thank you for reading! Part one: In my famliy[…]
David, my lover 2
I'm not sure how long I lay on the counter, wave after wave of pleasure flowing through me, gradually dieing away, but when I finally came to my senses, I sat up and realized it[…]
Measuring my cum pt3
Please read earlier chapters to enjoy best! * I had barely been able to concentrate on my lessons at college that day. I'd spent much of it with a semi hard-on just thinking about mom[…]
Sex and the high school gril
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[…]
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I woke up late missing my cup of morning coffee and more importantly the weather report. They had us under a state of emergency because of the icy, snow covered roads. I decided to take[…]
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CHAPTER 8 Papa’s men delivered her furniture, clothes, and computer on Monday. We put the furniture in the garage until we could figure out what to do with it, the clothes in the closet in[…]
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I woke up with the two young ladies still in my arms. I smiled to myself. I stayed there for a few minutes before deciding to get up. I wanted to play with these girls’[…]
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After the weekend encounter, Phred decided to buy her a thank you gift: a gold chain. It came in a small black box. It was big enough to hold a small card, and on it[…]
Erotique
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Ms. krystal
Jason Vindly was an average student. A cute boy, but he gave himself no credit. He had just gotten his braces off so he was starting to regain a little bit of confidence. He wasn’t[…]
Hell hath no fury…
[b] Hell Hath No Fury… Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, as they say. Perhaps this isn’t true for all women, but for some it proves to be all too true. Everyone that[…]
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When I woke from my nap, I had to think for a second before I remembered where I was. I turned in the cool sheets and reached to touch Ellen, but felt only an empty[…]
Vengeance 38
Vengeance 38 I pulled Ellie by her leash, on her knees into the shower. Turning on the water, I helped her to her feet. She gasped as the first cold streams hit her, but the[…]
The zethriel project (chapters one – four)
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Ann's confession's
Ann’s /> The true story of a once sexually deprived woman My name is Ann; I am from Chicago and now live in Florida. In Chicago I had a perfect life with a decent man[…]
The brooke trilogy – story two and a half.
I just heard from Brooke that she read my stories and liked them so she sent me a letter that she wrote to a close girlfriend about how she first became Bi. I can't call[…]