My first lay

My First Pussy Invasion I probably was like any other fourteen year old, when I was growing up. Seemingly, always having to fight off a hard-on. Maybe it was hormones, maybe it was because I[…]

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Family christmas 2

Between Christmas and New Year Emma and her parents went to work each day while Steve stayed at home or visited friends. One day Steve came home and overheard his parents talking. "I'd love to[…]

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Train ride

In 1947 a train ride from New York to L.A. took 4 days. Millie planned on using the time enjoying the scenery and the new mystery novel she’d purchased in the train station before leaving.[…]

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Big city slut

No one under the age of fourteen has sex in this story. BIG CITY Slut: There is a neighborhood in Big City that has its streets in an alphabetical series of names, in fact more[…]

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Pam the wonderwoman 2

Pam and Kristy after winning the marathon striped naked after coming home and inserted Neil’s pleasure spheres in each other and facing each other holding the metal sphere on their clitoris turned on the vibrator[…]

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Dominant teacher

After four weeks of this, Derrick Price was about to go mad, or at least that was how he was feeling. Sitting in the front row of his English 212 literature class was Lilith Anne[…]

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Late work

I can feel hot breath escaping me as my labored, deep gasps slowly bring oxygen to my brain, revealing the environment around me, still blurry, and I try to view my surroundings, a burning pain[…]

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One lucky afternoon

Rita Morris was a making a shopping list when her husband Colin called for the fourth time in a week and said that he'd be coming home late from work, which was really beginning to[…]

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Mrs goodytwoshoes

As I was hanging out my washing, Mary, my elderly neighbour called me over. “I don’t really know how to tell you this, but my son is coming to stay with us, on Wednesday.” she[…]

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Jayne the genie (2)

My eyes started to open. Light pouring in from my window, I stretched, yawned, and turned my head to my clock which read 11:15. I thought about it, but couldn’t remember what day it was.[…]

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