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Fbailey story number 360 Anyone Want A Molded Chair I made a mold of my wife’s butt. First I did it in plaster of Paris and then I had her sit in it. I had[…]

Bill and Amber Amber could tell something was wrong the minute Bill walked through the door. He flopped down in his comfy easy chair and looked at Amber, his wife of nine years. “Bill, what’s[…]

Patient 92 was no longer a patient. Her doctor had been reassigned to a new experiment overseas and had to leave her and the branch behind. Her time with him was very brief, only a[…]

The summer before Junior year started was really great. I got a new car and everyday I would hang out with my three best friends. There was my best buddy Matt and his girlfriend Claire.[…]

4 Curious College Girls By John Morrison Creator of “The Adventures of John and Holly” Chapter 1: Wild Tongues October, Freshman Year “Did you see Cynthia today?” Alex asked Taylor, as they sat watching TV[…]

After Dark I’m a vampire! I know, this may sound corny but it’s true. My story isn’t so much about how I became one. I’m not going into Anne Rice stuff but I’m going to[…]

I was sitting in my 6th period English Class when I noticed my teacher who was tall blonde about a D cup and was wearing navy blue pantyhose and a short skirt. Every time she[…]

I woke up the next morning with an erection chiseled from granite.The blinding light of the sun being reflected off of the snow distorted my vision. I laid there trying to figure out whether the[…]

MIA Perchance it is dark. I cannot precisely tell. I run in the forest, harder. My lungs kick and burn, all at the same time. The way I feel—it is like when you are being[…]

Today was going to be a long day. Actually, every day is a long day when you are constantly looking over your shoulder for a possible threat of being killed. Ever since the day she[…]

Its 7am on a Saturday morning a few weeks after part 1 of this story and my wife and daughters are just about to leave to setup and attend a baby shower for a friend[…]

My name is Katy. I grew up without my father who i never knew, and didn't find out until later why he didn't stick around. My story begins when I was 14 years old. I[…]

This is not a stroke story. It's an emotionally painful romance. The only sex that approaches explicit is phone sex. Chapter 3: The second Tuesday Photos arrive: Tuesday morning I called my shrink and made[…]

SWEET # 69 THERE IS A NUMBER I THINK OF WHEN I AM WITH YOU YOUR THIGHS AROUND MY FACE AS MY TONGUE PROBES DEEP WITHIN YOU I FEEL YOUR GRIP ON ME YOUR TONGUE[…]

Note to the reader: In this diary I will tell the true stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will[…]

I've decided to treat my little corner of this site as an open online diary of my sexual exploration. There may be some references in my stories that link back to a previous story. I[…]