Middle america

All characters in this story are 18+ Any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. My name is Jack and I was born in a small town in Kansas. My dad owned and ran his own store[…]

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A mother's helping hand

A MOTHER’S HELPING HAND Chapter One When Jason Jackson broke both his arms in a motor-cycle accident he hadn't quite envisioned just how supportive a mother can be. With both arms firmly set in plaster[…]

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Females rule

All his life he had deferred to females. They ruled. The Females did. He had heard stories of when it was the other way around, but things had changed. Slowly, women got equal pay, equal[…]

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Burning passion

The band playing ends its set, and I turn off my camera. The guitar player comes up to me, his body inches from mine, and smiles. "Hey, can I see those pictures? We have to[…]

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Teaching me part 3

We lay there, the sunlight streaming over our naked bodies. Mine, young and growing, and Kays, mature and full, without a blemish. My hands running over her stomach, we shared light kisses as a question[…]

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Forbidden fruit: pt iii

It was getting more and more difficult to keep from taking Candy’s virginity. She practically threw herself at me all the time. My cock wanted to nestle itself deep inside her womanhood, but my other[…]

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Flat tire

Late Friday afternoon, topped the week off for Jennifer as she ended up down a dark rural country road with a flat tire on her car and no phone signal. Her luck is about to[…]

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