Missy rides

Missy Rides Missy and Nancy walked slowly and mostly silently, the long way, to their houses after school. It was the weekend and Missy was stalling; she didn’t want to go straight home. She was[…]

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Night shift romance

It was a typical, night shift Sunday. The huge factory, normally bustling with noise and activity, lay quiet and dark. I was in my office/quality lab, dipping parts in chemicals and singing along with the[…]

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Diy teens ptii

As I said in part 1 of this story, since first discovering how much fun masturbating could be I had been feverishly doing it three or four times a day; experimenting with different positions in[…]

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The dream gift

Mom raised her head and adjusted her glasses with her forefinger as I walked in. She must have been grading the papers of some unfortunate kids. She was a teacher, but at least I was[…]

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