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Her profile read… ‘Nineteen and very naughty. I need a strong hand to show me how to be a good girl. I am looking for a mature person to teach me the things a good[…]

Hello readers: This is always the last thing I do before posting a new chapter, and every time I'm doing it, I say to myself, “The next chapter won't take a month if it kills[…]

Diane's sex life had gone to hell ever since her husband Keith had passed away. She had a few boyfriends, but none of them seemed to satisfy her the way Keith always used to. When[…]

Tension in the Anders house was at an intolerable high. It seemed like no one could get along with anyone else. Much to everyone’s amazement Lizzie and Kayla had similar tempers and did nothing but[…]

It is a Thursday evening around 8pm. A work meeting ran late and I didn’t feel like cooking so I decided to order a pizza. I’m starving at this point. Before I pick up the[…]

It was 3:00 a.m. The wind was howling and the shutters were banging on the windows. Jenny found herself tossing and turning all through the night. Just as she would start to drift off to[…]

I just finished work the day before and now I had 3 weeks off, to sit back and chill. I lived with on my own in a flat, it wasn't big nor was it my[…]

Chapter Four When they arrived at his bedroom, Roger walked in first. He first noticed that Bob was sitting in his recliner, apparently resting. Looking at the bed, he saw that Erin was kneeling on[…]

I didn’t often talk about my life, because I knew people often had problems believing certain details even though I had been on several TV series which were often shown in reruns. It was true[…]

It was never questioned when to do it. It was never questioned why I would do it. Not to me at least. I couldn’t control it. I just knew it felt so right. From the[…]

It was the seventh day of her journey back home. Kaylee, a black women barely considered twenty one was wearing the only thing she had clean. A tight blue dress that stopped halfway up her[…]

The Dream: Blood rushed through her veins, hot and thick with lust. She was in the strong arms of a man with a mask and his naked skin glistened with a thin sheen of sweat[…]

I remember that crisp Saturday morning in January of 1975 very well. Bobby Thompson had called and asked that we get together for coffee. He said that there was something very important he wanted to[…]

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[…]

Ok, because this story is realised close to Valentines day, I decided to release a Valentines day story. This story begins as Alex, a 15 year old boy who is 5' 11" and lives in[…]

Inside Me —– 8 — After a lot of begging with mom to let Montana and her little sister stay over the Labor Day weekend, she finally gave me the go ahead to get permission[…]