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Escapades of a horny man 4 Well, the last time you had heard from me I was sitting in the bar area of a cathouse just outside of Vegas. I just had one of the[…]

Nataly and I had been talking online and the phone for a while then we met for drinks. OK I had a Pepsi and she had tea, 🙂 She wanted me to push her limits.[…]

Pt2 Mj walked to the side of her slave and used her hands to bend him at the waist to push his tight little arse out ready to be punished. Using her bare hand to[…]

Sheri decided she needed to throw a singlers party. She called her friend Candy and they set it up. They must have invited 100 people. Only about a dozen guys showed up as none of[…]

Shrouded by the night Bryce sat in his wooden bathtub as Fenton scrubbed him down. There had been an awkward silence between them since the incident in the training grounds. "Thank you my prince, for[…]

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[…]

Where It All Began 1 My wife and I had been married for almost seven years, seven terrible years punctuated by a few happy moments. Most of those happy moments came while we were in[…]

The club virtually shakes from the deep pumping bass emiting from speakers on every wall , the dark lighting hides many tables and small alcoves around the room. The girls push past the mass of[…]

Inside Me —– 5 — The countdown was on. I could only assume he wanted to have sex with me. He never tried though. The weekend came to pass. I slept with him Friday night.[…]

I opened the shower door to reach for the towel and noticed the bathroom door was slightly opened. This had happened before and not really registered but I was sure I had shut it properly[…]

The entire week of the joint iCarly/Victorious episode was the most intense time of Miranda’s life. Miranda, had never had more fun doing a taping. Victoria brought such positive energy and professionalism to the set,[…]

It was a hot summer afternoon when Shelly pulled her car into the driveway; the drive home seemed to take forever as she thought about how exciting the weekend would be. Being one of the[…]

Stopping by for a drink with friends ~ One evening as I was getting off work, I got a text from a very good friend. Stop by Bar 145 on your way home and have[…]

This is my first story ever written, and i thought that this web sight might appreciate it. If it is liked i will do a part two, but have no idea when it will be[…]

The Price of Admission The car slid to a stop on protesting gravel that paved the rarely used back road, far from the lights of civilization. Turning the headlights off he switched off the key[…]

Translated From The Memoirs Of Caterine DuMont: (Marseille France, 1926-) I always find myself thinking about the warm evenings here, how the sun always coincides with everything that is Marseille…my city of light. It seems[…]