The dyke bar

It was 11pm on a Friday night and I needed a woman. I try to avoid the dyke bars, but my pussy sometimes rules my brain, so I walked downtown and into Jimmie's place. It[…]

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Camping chapter 3

Ranma 1/2: Camping Third night Ranma was sleeping in his bag again that night. He was wearing only his boxers and muscle shirt like normal since, wearing all his clothes didn't do him any good[…]

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Picture pewrfect

My name is Gary Asher, I’m a professional photographer. I have a small, but profitable, studio in down town Chicago. Because of the nature of my business, I, sometimes, work with the most beautiful women[…]

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Allison is a he

I sat down at the only unoccupied table in the entire coffee shop. I like coming here even though it was always crowded. The coffee was good, the ambience was excellent, and people left me[…]

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Just for you daddy!

Part one; Dominick is a fifty-eight year old widowed male. He lives with his eighteen year old step-daughter Mandy. Ever since his wife Eve died his secret desire about wanting to have sex with Mandy[…]

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Taking beth

Taking Beth My name is Richard. I'm 42 and a pretty heavy (sort of overweight), so I never had much luck getting laid (unless I paid for it). I had always gotten off on the[…]

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Lets dance

My girlfriend Myra and I were sitting in a booth at the local bar and grill. Over a ham and swiss on rye and a tall pitcher of Long Island iced teas we were actually[…]

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