Knowing what to do

KNOWING WHAT TO DO. The summer of my fifteenth birthday I was masturbating regularly. Three sometimes four times in the afternoon after school. All these years later you cannot imagine the total lack of information[…]

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Rough sex

ROUGH SEX ( a poem by Stardust 8937, 9-27-10) Don't ask me for hard sex, rough sex– I won't do it– I CAN'T do it– If your KINK demands it, then even though it hurts[…]

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Dangerous 3

Dangerous 3 He kissed her sex gently, delicately. All over the wet fleshy folds he placed butterfly kisses not missing one spot. Then he began to lick her pussy with his tongue, all around the[…]

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Tons of sex

MAY, 1999 I. Ashley was a caller. That's how it started. She'd called a few times over a few weeks, always asking to hear the same song, one that you could hear every forty-five minutes[…]

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T or d

screamed Logan as he danced in the end zone. There were 4 of the teenage boys playing a 2-on-2-football game. They were all here because it was the one’s birthday. Bryce was the one turning[…]

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Office girls

–OFFICE GIRLS– Richard was blindly staring at the Excel sheets on the computer screen in front of him. This job was getting more and more boring by the day, and he found himself increasingly more[…]

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